nature's genius

lovely moon sign things

aries: a reckless romantic! big hearts and funny minds. lovessss to play it cool and give away as little as possible about their funny little selves. 

taurus: remembers so many little details about people. so exceptionally clever, but in a psychological way as well as an academic way. an aMaZiNG pal

gemini: wants to tell you every detail about their day. wants the world to laugh alongside them. people fascinate them. they have a way with words

cancer: sees romance in buildings and nature. stylish & genius. want the best for everyone around them. protective hearts

leo: is always there to protect & care for those when they need it. so much wit. a talented mind. they bring a lot of light when you’re around them.

virgo: just wants to create art. a gentleman or lady. organic souls. consumes knowledge & loves learning. kind beings

libra: very forgiving, just wants to make everyone laugh. the softest being & very romantic. stands up what & who they believe in

scorpio: colorful & eccentric minds. always go for what they want & usually get it! loved by many, beautiful smiley people.

sagittarius: change EXCITES them. playful & creative. loves meeting new people & sticks by the ones they love. so much LIFE in them

capricorn: so MucH tAlent!!! beautiful minds! stubborn & sarcastic & have too many interests at once. big dreamers & chance takers

aquarius: is embarrassed about the quirks that the world loves them for. absolutely unique, you’ve never met anyone like them. beautiful in & out

pisces: just wants to save the world really. picturesque & arty, the sweetest of souls. they experience romance in every aspect they can

HS AU

and how everything revolves around our soft boys, Andrew and Neil

before this begins: neil is not a josten, but a hatford. this is set in a remote town in california, and andrew has pink hair because he wanted renee to test it on him

(part two)

  • andrew joseph minyard, for all intents and purposes, does not want to associate himself with Anyone, if he could help it. 
    • he does his group projects so efficiently, his classmates deem him the lifeguard to all group projects
    • he avoids having to sit in lunch with anyone save for renee and aaron, if he can
    • he’s always on the rush to get home because he can’t take just using pain meds to get rid of the horrible, horrible feeling of disorientation 
    • he also has this long-standing dislike of jocks bolstered by either of 3 things: a) he’s a natural genius, b) he’s gay, and c) aaron had to assault one for getting andrew roofied at the freshman mixer.
  • ENTER: neil abram hatford
    • neil and kevin are new to The States. being friends since neil was eight (when kayleigh finally settled down from bumming around in ireland), kevin and neil were basically stuck to the hip. 
    • they transferred to the US when kevin finally landed himself an exchange program in california, neil because he could, kevin because of his dad, and both because they were tired of the ravens at their old boarding school
    • as soon as the school year starts, both of our lovable idiots join the soccer team (sorry, no exy :( ). they take the same spanish class, the same history class, and even have the same lunch blocks. so basically, they do everything they did back in the UK
  • so technically second year debate team genius Andrew Minyard shouldn’t actually care about first year exchange student and jock Neil Hatford
  • here’s the kicker

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Horus Lupercal

The road to Terra is open. The time has come for us to take the war to the Emperor in his most impregnable fastness! We will make immediate preparation for the invasion of Terra and an assault on the Imperial Palace. Make no mistake, and it will be ours, my brothers! This will be no easy task, for the Emperor and his deluded followers will fight hard to prevent us from interfering with his plans for godhood. Doubtless much blood has yet to be spilled, theirs and our own, but the prize is the galaxy itself…Are you with me?"— Warmaster Horus, Master of Istvaan

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Sprezzatura

Remember forever ago when @gettzi posted that great art of Nursey and his ballerina sister and I said I also headcanoned him with a ballerina sister because I had a whole thing about him and the concept of sprezzatura, which I learned in ballet class and therefore so did he? I finally wrote it.


There was a period of about two years, back when Derek was just starting middle school, when he spent two afternoons a week, every week, doing his homework in the corner of his sister’s ballet studio. At first it was because their nanny didn’t have time to drop him off before Naimah had to be at her class, and once they were at the studio, it made far more sense to just stay until her class was over and then head back home together. Derek didn’t mind, did he? He totally minded. It was lame and stupid and… actually kind of beautiful…

Maybe he didn’t mind. Maybe, even after the drop off scheduling conflict cleared up, he still found a reason it would be more convenient for him to go.

He soaked up a a lot of random stuff in those two years. A bunch of ballet French. An instinctive need to count things in eights. An affinity for waltz timing that would serve him well in later ballroom dance situations. An automatic need to correct his posture anytime he thought about a puppet string extending through his core and out the top of his head. And the concept of sprezzatura.

One thing he loved about sitting in the corner was that it was kind of like getting to look behind the curtain. Or at the inner workings of a clock. Ballet took work. And then it all came together.

“Girls,” called the teacher, clapping her hands twice for attention. “Girls, ballet is about grace. We are about to go into the annual performance. We are to give to the audience sprezzatura. I want the appearance of effortless beauty. You are there to present art. The choreography, the music, it should flow through you. The audience is not interested in how many times you had to practice that phrase across the floor. They are only interested in the final result. Your goal is to make it look both flawless and easy.”

He looked it up later and discovered it wasn’t really a ballet term at all. The dictionary just defined it as “studied carelessness,” but Wikipedia gave more background:

Sprezzatura [sprettsaˈtuːra] is an Italian word originating from Baldassare Castiglione’s The Book of the Courtier, where it is defined by the author as “a certain nonchalance, so as to conceal all art and make whatever one does or says appear to be without effort and almost without any thought about it”.[1] It is the ability of the courtier to display “an easy facility in accomplishing difficult actions which hides the conscious effort that went into them”.[2]

(Of course, it might have been helpful if he’d also noticed and remembered the following line as well:

Sprezzatura has also been described “as a form of defensive irony: the ability to disguise what one really desires, feels, thinks, and means or intends behind a mask of apparent reticence and nonchalance”.[3]

But that was an issue for the future.)

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That’s Absurd (Derek)

so, to all the people who liked and reblogged and asked for a second part of That’s Crazy, thank you. I had literally no ideas, and i still don’t really, but i wrote it and maybe it is good. Please enjoy. Eek!


You sigh, noting the vehicle again as you push the pram through the double doors. Someone, whoever it was, was here again. Watching in a way that was either outright stupidity or a fear tactic.

Because there’s no way they think they’re being sneaky, it’s a freaking black SUV across the road from your building. If that doesn’t scream an attempt at covertness, then you don’t know what does.

But if they’re trying to scare you, it’s definitely working. You’re terrified.

A soft grunting gasp comes from the pram before you and you pull back the visor, peeking down at the tiny baby wrapped among the little blankets and sheepskin.

“Hello!” You coo softly, beaming as your little one gurgles at you. Yours, she’s perfect, and all yours.

With a soft ping, the doors slide open, only for you to freeze as you’re about to exit. Something feels wrong. Playing off your hesitation, you pat your bag and the pockets of the pram.

“Ah, darn. Where is it? Did you take it, my sweet one? Have you got it, little munchkin?” You ask playfully, frowning at the area around you before pressing the button and letting the doors close again. Inhaling a steadying breath, you slide the phone from your bra and tap out a quick message.

Let’s hope he’s fast enough.


“Here she is, a healthy baby girl.” The nurse beams, gently putting the clean and crying baby into your arms and you can’t help laughing with delight.

“She’s perfect.” You beam, not taking your eyes off her scrunched expression as she wails to the room. For a moment, as you trace your finger over her chubby cheek, she falls silent and her squinting eyes settle on you. Pale green eyes stare at you from between thick lashes, taking in your face for half a moment before a wail tears from her lips and you can’t help snickering.

“If Derek could see you, he’d call you the ugliest little banshee to ever live.” You tease, pressing a kiss to her soft forehead. “And then he’d… He’d cuddle you close and dry your little tears.”

“Have you got a name for her?” The nurse asks, appearing at your side once more and you pause in your gazing.

“Diana.” You say decisively, the baby falling silent in your arms and staring at you. You don’t know her yet, but you’re sure that’s a frown. “Diana Hale, if you could.”

“That’s her papas name?” The nurse asks kindly, penning it in the box and you nod, ignoring the tear that tracks its way down your cheek.

“It is, and I can tell she’s going to be just like him, so I think it’s only fair.” You grin, the nurse laughing softly and giving you a warm smile before she backs away. “Little Diana, my goddess.”


“It’s been a year; why should I bother? She doesn’t want to be here.” Derek snaps, ignoring Peters disgruntled expression. He peeks at him again and his frown deepens. It’s not disgruntled, it’s… Afraid?

“I could really use your help with this, but I need to go now and if you’re not coming-” He rushes out, his body tilting toward the door, halfway between motion and stillness and Derek can’t help himself from cutting him off with an assent.

Maybe it’s the loyalty to his Uncle, maybe he needs closure after your abrupt disappearance, maybe… Maybe he still loves you and a part of him is holding out that you’ll love him too.

Maybe he’s really f*cking stupid and this is all a big mistake.

“Let’s move.” He orders, and Derek can’t help smiling when Peter somehow makes time to give him a look and roll his eyes. The elevator doesn’t move fast enough, if the other mans jittery hands are to be the measure and he doesn’t understand. At all.

Why is this so important? If anything, Peter had never really liked you. You weren’t like Stiles, full of wit, and you weren’t like Scott, full of potential. You weren’t like Derek, dry humoured family, or Lydia, a natural genius and an effortless beauty. You weren’t even like Isaac, who Peter had tolerated out of loyalty to his nephews lesser attempt at a pack.

But you were you and somehow Derek had fallen in love, much to Peters disgust when he’d found out, and less than a month later you were gone.

Peter’s out the doors before they’re fully open, his lengthy strides eating up the distance between the elevators and the Mustang. Derek can’t help rolling his eyes, forcing himself to saunter after his Uncle, just to show you weren’t that important to him.

Maybe he’s overdoing it.

“Get in.” Peter orders, seated behind the wheel of a white van and Derek blinks. When had that gotten there? Whose even was it?

“What’re you doing? We’ll just take my car, it’s faster.” He frowns and he hears Peter gnash his teeth in frustration. The stench of the emotion, and rank fear, rolls off him in waves.

“Just get in, we won’t all fit in there.” He snarls, revving the engine and Derek sours, but climbs in. Whoever “all” is, he’s sure he won’t like it.


“She cries a lot.” The woman across from you observes, eyeing your wailing bundle of joy with worry in her eyes.

“She’s like her dad, always complaining.” You grin, reaching into the little cot and tracing your finger down her nose. Her screams falling silent, you offer the woman across from you an apologetic smile. “I really am sorry, but she’s completely healthy, if that what you’re worried about.”

“Good.” The woman beams, somehow brightening further as a cot is wheeled in, stopping beside her. “Hello.”

Your eyes burn as her husband appears in the doorway, crossing the room in a few strides to stop beside her. They’re smitten, both with each other and their baby, and it makes your heart ache.

You’d never even tried to tell Derek, you were so sure we would never want a baby, and that the risk was too high. Seeing this, doubts surface and you have to turn away, glad when the curtain is slid over the rails and they’re hidden. Diana gurgles, her little arms waving and you swallow hard, your resolve returning.

She’s all that matters, and keeping her safe is all that’s important.


“Did we drop it in the park? Should we go check, my munchkin?” You frown, staring down at the direction of the park. You knew she was likely asleep already, the sweet baby had been sightseeing all day. Hell, you’re exhausted.

But you’re not going into that apartment until Peter’s gone through it. No chance you’re taking your baby in there.

You peer around the side of the visor, unwilling to drop it under the sun, and feel your resolve strengthen. Big green eyes stare up at you and you inhale a steadying breath, pushing off down the path.

Let them come and try and take you. Lets see if they can get away with attacking a woman and a baby in a street. Better yet, the park.

As you come to the corner, two men tumble out the doors of your building, arguing and stumbling. Oafs. You grimace, and keep moving.

Who did they think you were? Some idiot they could send idiots after? If they’re really after the granddaughter of Talia Hale, then lord knows what they were thinking when they sent those two.

Keeping up your ruse, mostly for the sake of your own sanity right now, you search the pavement around you. Peeking over your shoulder and turning fully around sometimes, you search the area around your feet. Keeping the perimeter in sight, you slip your phone from your bra and type out a quick update to Peter.

Soon. You hope he’ll be here soon.


“Damn it!” Peter snarls, his hand slamming against the steering wheel as he looks over whatever text he’s just received. Derek wants to know, he does, but he also has a feeling that it could be something like “I’ve decided to disappear again without warning except this time I’m not going to drive a wedge through any families, I’ll just sneak away without telling anyone, and I mean anyone, this time.”

“What?” Derek asks, just to torture himself, and regrets it instantly. Peter stares straight ahead, the device clenched in his fist while he speeds through the traffic. Wind blows thought he open windows and Derek contemplates doing his up, just so he can get a read on what his Uncles feeling, but dismisses it immediately. It’d stink up the cab in moments, and he really doesn’t need anyone else’s bad emotions crowding his mind right now.

What he could go for is a nice dose of delight. Or love. Maybe even a whiff of plain ol’ affection.

The van screeches to a stop suddenly and he’s thrown forward and caught by his seatbelt. For a moment, he’s about to yell at Peter, when he spots you.

You’re searching the area around you, looking for something, until he notes the way your eyes flicker up just a touch with every turn. You’re scanning the perimeter. Peters door slams shut and he’s ripped from the moment, returned with a shake of his head and a click of a seatbelt.

“Peter!” You gasp, twitching in the direction of his Uncle, but not moving an inch. Peter crosses to you in seconds, capturing you in a hug before his eyes are raking the perimeter with a ferocity Derek hasn’t seen in over a year.

“Where did you last see them?” He asks, deadly and efficient and you point down an unfamiliar road.

“Down near my place, they bumbled out of the doors, looking like idiots, and I turned a corner.” You explain, and he notices the red in your knuckles as you stretch them.

Wait.

“Why have you got a baby?” He asks suddenly and you blink, turning to him with the colour drained from your face.

“Derek.” You croak, and he hears you swallow hard before you force a smile. “I’m so glad Peter brought you, I was really worried.”

The lie makes his stomach turn, but he can’t take his eyes off the pram, and the bird like heartbeat inside. “Whatever, why have you got a baby?”

“Because after I gave birth, I really liked her and decided that I’d keep her.” You explain, and he watches you cringe at your own words. “I mean, I intended to keep her the entire time, but… I was trying to be funny.”

He feels his lips quirk at the sentiment and you brighten considerably, as if you had been waiting for a smile. He inhales quickly, sighing happily at the feeling of your relief, affection and love. It lifts the ache in his chest and he forces his gaze from the pram to Peter.

“What’re you thinking, Uncle?”

“I am going to check the house, and this SUV. You two stay here and kill anyone that tries to get near you.” He says vehemently, about to step away before he pauses and turns on him, eyes clear and dangerous. “I mean it, Derek. Kill anyone that comes near the three of you.”


“One day, your old man is going to meet you and wonder what I was thinking, running away with you like this.” You coo, snapping the picture of the raven haired baby among your pillows. “He’s going to see all these photos, my little munchkin, and be terribly angry with me.”

A wail parts her little lips, showing a mouth full of gums and you laugh, shaking your head and snapping a photo.

“Is my munchkin angry? What’s got you so unhappy, hey?” You laugh, your fingers tracing patterns over her pale blue onesie. Tiny legs kick in the air and you capture her feet, your thumb only a little smaller than her entire foot. She screams again and you sigh, sniffing the air, as if you’d have missed the stench of a dirty diaper. Smiling at her angry little face, you press a kiss to her belly. “Hungry, then.”

Lifting her, you press another soft kiss to her warm head before heading for the kitchen.


“Great plan.” You mutter, unconcerned when the two men ignore you. What is concerning is that your innocent munchkin is going to be outside even longer. In the weather, with strangers and strange things everywhere.

“Come on.” Derek orders suddenly and you blink at him. For a moment, when you don’t move, he just watches you, before he sighs. You can see, though, a little of the tension leak from his shoulders at your familiar reaction. “We’re going to get the kid under a tree, okay?”

“Okay.” You murmur, hesitating, but relinquishing the pram to his hands. Scooping up your bundle of joy, since you’re not fool enough to trust his pram pushing skills, you follow at his side.

For a minute, everything is quiet and calm. A gentle breeze rustles the trees, blowing your scent away from where Peter had gone, and the sun shines gently overhead. Until, a wail breaks the calm and you can’t help groaning softly.

Derek flinches at the sound, his head whipping around to you with astonishment written across his face. “That’s-”

“Be quiet.” You order, voice calm as you gently rock the baby. “She just does this sometimes, she’s a complainer.”

“This isn’t complaining, this-”

“Is adorable, just like she is.” You counter, the tone in your voice leaving no room for argument and he gracefully falls quiet. The wails last a few more moments before they peter out to tears and seconds later, a big smile.

“Wow.” He laughs, eyeing the baby in your arms with a soft kind of amazement in his eyes.

“I know.” You answer, your voice matching his and for a moment, your eyes meet, hundreds of things passing between you. Your chest aches to tell him, to explain everything. “You wanna hold her?”

“I can?”

At your nod, he grins nervously and offers his arms. As you slip her into his grip, you’re strangely unsurprised to find him cradling her perfectly.

“Cora.” He explains, rocking just gently. The look in his eyes chokes up your throat and stings your eyes. He shouldn’t look this way. He should hate her, because if he loves her, then you’re the monster. And that’s not fair, the monsters should be the monsters, and you should be a good guy. “What’s the little wailing woman’s name?”

“Her names Diana,” You laugh, grinning as you move half a step forward, gazing at the baby. “And I’d be inclined to agree with you if I didn’t already know she was a we-”

“They’ve been dealt with.” Peter cuts in and you’ve never felt so saved in your life. And not for the fact that he probably saved your life by ending those men’s. “Who’s this little one?”

“Diana.” Derek frowns, answering absently, gazing at the little baby in his arms before his eyes go wide.

Crap.


the end!

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|| American Dreams ||

{summary: “you’ll always be my american dream.”}

american dreams by cartel is a+++++

dedicated to @siqnificances

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breaking down my volleyball squad into thought-sized pieces

In a way, you could treat this as a character analysis. Perhaps even as unpopular headcanon, but here are some of my thoughts on the personalities of my favourite Haikyuu characters, past the first, second and third layer into their depths. Not entirely pulled out of my ass, these are just thoughts I’ve gathered from observing them in both anime and manga. Am I right, or am I wrong? There’s no answer, but you’re free to disagree.


Kuroo Tetsurou.

He’s my absolute favourite, but I’m not above picking at his flaws- one of the biggest reasons why I love this character so much. There’s so little revealed in the anime or manga, usually just as the ‘Captain’ or ‘Rival’ figure, but there’s so much underneath that gets glossed over very easily.

How much strength does it take for someone to pull together (and lead) a team that seems to be a gathering of strange misfits? Through in-game dynamics they seem to flow seamlessly, but if you think about it- the personalities of these people wouldn’t be the type to click together in a classroom or anything. Who binds them all? It’s Kuroo. There’s this solid, grounded feeling to him, when he needs to be. The keyword being need.

I have absolutely no evidence of anything I’m going to say next, but it’s a general feeling. Anyone with such prowess at provoking people, yet managing to admit their mistakes (e.g. pissing off Tsukishima), there’s definitely something. To me, Kuroo feels like the type of character that’s been there. He knows what to say, what parts hurt the most and when he needs to apologize because he’s said all these things to himself a thousand times in his head. He remembers the time when he chose not to apologize, or was too afraid to, and the consequences stung afterwards. He’s not a natural born genius at anything, but he has talent, and he’s honed his personality to fit what he has, over time, come to expect for himself. Kuroo Tetsurou knows what kind of person he doesn’t want to be- not necessarily the person he wishes to be- and he works to avoid it.

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{Special} College!AU Jinyoung
  • major: ethics 
  • minor: public policy & administration 
  • clubs: he participates in a lot of demonstrations that are anti-war/anti-tyrannical government. he’s done a couple of marches and hunger strikes. he’s very into politics and goes to as many protests as possible 
  • sports: rowing team 
  • jinyoung is the sensible group friend. like all of college got7 is a goddamn mess but jinyoung is the designated driver, nurse on call, and therapist all bottled into one when it comes to taking care of his friends 
  • and it’s like he’s not sweet and sugary about it like he will not hesitate to slap bambam awake if he knocks out drunk in the wrong dorm 
  • but also jinyoung is very practical in his schoolwork and life too. like he got into ethics because his self morals are strong and he likes getting down to the real reason some people act the way they do or think the way they do
  • like he’s always got questions about wealth, power, religion, etc. in his head whenever he analyzes anything
  • and so that can make him come off as kind of pretentious because he has the insatiable urge to nitpick everything 
  • but no one can argue that he’s not a hardworker. he’s the top of his major and his gpa is perfect but he’s not like a natural genius, he’s someone that studies for hours and hours and puts effort into presentations and essays
  • and some people are just jealous of that, that’s why they call him ‘pretentious’ or ‘stuck up’ because they don’t look past the fact that yeah - he’s proud of his grades - but do you know what he did to get them?
  • jackson and yugyeom like to tease jinyoung about loosening up a bit, but jb always shoos them off because jinyoung is sincerely hoping to change something with his career
  • and that’s why he’s into public policy and administration, like he knows he needs a seat somewhere in the top to inflict real change and sometimes jb is like “jinyoung, i can’t wait till you’re the prime minister.’ and jinyoungs like ‘jaebum you know that’s not realistic’
  • BUT LIKE IT IS JINYOUNG YOU’RE SO HARD WORKING AND INTELLIGENT YOU COULD DO IT ,<– is what jb is thinking but instead he just shrugs because gotta keep it cool n chic
  • but yeah jinyoung is just a model student, but he’s outspoken and always busy with some protest organization or researching for his senior thesis that (of course) he’s started early 
  • and whenever someone mentions dating? clubbing? drinking? jinyoung just continues eating his lunch or underlying notes in his book because like Who Has Time for That
  • like youngjae has tried to ‘brighten up’ jinyoung’s college life by taking him to cooking club and jinyoung ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, let’s just say it was a failure 
  • one; jinyoung can’t cook, two; he made someone cry when he said their cake batter tasted like the inside of a bleach bottle aND HE WAsNT TRYING to BE MEAN He JUSt DIDN’t know how to word it,,,right,,,,
  • and youngjae was like ‘bro hyung bro think b4 u speak….’ and jinyoung was like “of course i think before i speak youngjae that’s silly i want to be a public figure i need to think all the time-” and youngjae was like ZZZZZ HYUNG I MEANT IN REAL LIFE CONVERSATIONS THINK BEFORE YOU SAY SOMETHING TASTES LIKE BLEACH i s2g….
  • because jinyoung reads like crazy, he ended up getting a part-time job at the campus book store and like school, he works his hardest at his job
  • but seriously sometimes he can’t keep his sarcastic side down especially when some kid came in and was like “im looking for the communist…….man……..mani……manfiesta? by some dude named karl marcus?” 
  • jinyoung god damn near lost his shit he was like mAnFi E S T A m …. MARCUS….lISTEN here you LIL  …..SHi t. THAT MAN -
  • and ok jinyoung was straight up about to Educate this boy before the other employee had to run over and be like “ill take this customer!!!! jinyoung go in the back and check the stock!!!”
  • for the rest of the week jinyoung couldn’t get over it he just kept whispering ‘communist….man…..fiesta……..’ to himself even jb was getting creeped out
  • but the bookstore is actually how you meet jinyoung
  • and not because you talk to him or meet him at the register it’s because you come in, after your godforsaken saturday class, just to read a passage from your utmost favorite novel
  • and you don’t buy it, you don’t have to you have a copy at home, but you just…….love reminding yourself of those specific lines and just standing in that shop for ten, fifteen minutes reading them over gives you enough energy to keep going
  • and one day, out of pure curiosity you write a note on a piece of paper you ripped from your binder and it simply says ‘do you like this book too?’ and you stick it between the pages of your favorite novel and leave
  • and only like when you’re in your dorm late that night do you realize that’s the CORNIEST THING EVER but like it’s too late and to be honest the week goes by and you forget
  • but you’re reminded when you go back in on saturday and pull your favorite book from the shelf and out falls the slip of paper and you’re like ‘oh it’s what i wrote!’ but when you open it,,,,,,,,,it doesn’t say ‘do you like this book too?’ instead it says; ‘yes. very much.’ 
  • and you’re like WAIT.
  • some,,,someone,,,,,,,,answered me???????
  • and you damn near drop the book but you’re like dkfhej ok OK do i answer back???? what do i do???? and you’re gripping the book so hard you might bend it but you’re like thinking to yourself,,,,like there’s no harm in responding right???
  • so you rip out some more paper and write ‘what line do you like best?’ and stick it back into the book
  • only to run out of the store with your hands on your face becAUSE WhaT Are you D O I NG this isn’t some romance movie 
  • but,,,,,you can’t help but feel excited for your next saturday
  • and you don’t see but jinyoung watches you run out of the store and immediately drops his clipboard to go back to the section where he’s seen you stand every saturday for the last semester and he flips through the pages of your favorite book and out falls the slip
  • and outloud he reads; “what line do you like best?” and he grins to himself and flips over the paper to write; “i like too many. my favorite chapter is chapter 6.”
  • and he’s smiling when he gets back to the register and his co worker is like,,,,yo,,,,jinyoung,,,,,did you get a 100 on your test or something//??? and jinyoung is like what are you talking abut and the co worker is like it’s just,,,,,you’re all smiley today
  • and jinyoung is like “i am? i didn’t notice, stop looking at my face and concentrate on work” and the co worker is like YIKES ok sir but jinyoung is also like,,,,,,,,,touching his lips like ,,,,,,,what’s with me
  • and this note passing between you two goes on for like two fricken months
  • and it goes from talking about the book to asking questions about your thoughts and your goals and like
  • you don’t know who this stranger is, this person who doesn’t ask your name or what you look like or who your friends are - they’re just asking you ‘what do you want to do in life?’ ‘what do you want your impact to be?’
  • and you don’t stay 10-15 minutes anymore you stay for longer,,,thinking your answer through,,,,doing your best to convey your thoughts 
  • but one day when the questions is; ‘what do you see your future as’ you write ‘that’s impossible to answer, too much can happen and change’
  • and you place the book back onto to see someone come into the aisle and take it 
  • and you see that it’s this tall boy and you’re like oH,,,,is,,,is it him but he doesn’t even look your way he takes the book out with your note in it and turns to go pay for it and you’re like
  • WAIT IF ITS NOT HIM HES GONNA READ THE NOTE=
  • and you like run over and catch him at the register where jinyoung is 
  • and you’re like “um!!!! i actually really need to buy that book-” and the guys like “this? but i need it for class.” and you’re like “so do i!!! i was just putting it back because i didn’t have enough money, but then i was like oH whatever ill put it on my card so if you could give me the book-”
  • before you can finish though the cashier takes the book from the guy and hands it to you and the guys like wtf? but jinyoung is like “would you rather i give you the pdf link? you can read it on your laptop and it’s cheaper-” and the guys like oh sweet sure 
  • and you’re holding the book looking at jinyoung who tells the guy how to get the book on his laptop and that’s when it hits you
  • if anyone could have been having a conversation with you through notes in a book,,,,then it has to be someone that works there who wouldn’t have any reason to buy the book
  • and so when jinyoung comes back he’s like “do you want me to ring you up for that?”
  • but you just smile and shake your head and you’re like “im going to put it back.”
  • and you turn to leave but jinyoung is like “wait, let me first check something.” and as expected when you hand the book back he takes the note out, reads your answer and again chuckles
  • turning to look up at you , you notice the pretty curve of his lips and the deep set brown of his eyes and he says
  • “too much can happen and change? i like that.”
  • and you kind of feel your face grow hot and you’re like,,,,,,,, “so it is you….” and jinyoung is like “yes, it’s me.”
  • and you don’t know what but maybe you were expecting something to happen when it was finally revealed but jinyoung is just so casual about it and you’re like 
  • “can we keep doing it?”
  • and he looks startled for a second, but then he adjusts the glasses he wears only to work and he’s like “of course, but here - this is my number it’ll be easier this way.”
  • and you’re like looking down at the paper he scribbled his number on and it’s on the paper you wrote your answer on and you take it and tell him you’ll contact him soon
  • and jinyoung is like “oh, give me the book by the way.”
  • and you do and he rings it up and takes out his own credit card to swipe and then hands the book back to you and is like
  • “keep it. it’s a memory.”
  • and honestly you’re too scared to text jinyoung and you’re too scared to go back to the bookstore because what if he asks you about not texting him until one day you see an envelope tapped to the front of your door and when you open it it’s a handwritten letter from jinyoung
  • and it goes; “you’re right, giving you my number was too easy. let’s hand write letters. i have a question; “if the future is impossible - what do you wish you were doing now?” 
  • and at the bottom it says that he’s in the north dorm room 007 
  • and you write out this whole thing about how you wish you were doing better in school, how you wish you were on better terms with more people, all these worries and when you head to the north dorm, with trembling hands you write ‘for jinyoung’ and slide it under
  • and only two days later you find the envelope on your door as well and when you open it you have to cover your mouth because it says;
  • “ah…..if it’s ok, i will tell the truth: i wish i was holding you.”
  • and YOURE LIKE  W H E R R E DI T HIS THI COME f RO m…..
  • but let’s be honest jinyoung has seen you for months coming into the bookstore, smiling to yourself over your favorite novel, looking picturesque agains the sunlight coming through the window
  • and your glow, like it’d be hard for him /not/ to fall for you
  • and even though got7 thinks jinyoung has no game, like c’mon the boy reads, he listens, he observes, he knows how to capture someones heart
  • aND BoY oh B OY  did he capture yours
  • and you think the whole night on how to respond to him but instead you pick up the courage and on an evening when you know the bookstore closes early you go down to dorm 007, knock
  • and when jinyoung opens the door, plain white t-shirt and messy hair you’re like i made. a . good. decision
  • and he’s like “oh-”
  • and you’re like “im here to make your wish come true.”
  • and im not gonna go into detail, but you know what jinyoung meant by hold you and like he’s overworked. always being relied upon, always studying, always trying to strive for the best. he needs to lay down and relax
  • and you know you help with that ,,,,,,,,,, let him lay down and,,,,,,help him relax
  • and wow who knew model ethics major jinyoung has a lil secret tattoo on his hipbone ,,,,,,,,,it’s a rose and you kiss it and jinyoung goes from poker face to,,,,,,,,,,,,open mouthed maybe biting his knuckles to quiet himself down face
  • ok im getting way too into this moving on
  • afterwords jinyoung realizes that ok. first off everyone was right putting studying aside for a bit and,,,,getting intimate really does cure stress pretty well
  • also when you sit up and reach over to thumb through the book on philosophy after your done jinyoung is like: this is my dream person
  • but see you assume that this is a hookup, like you don’t stay the night because you know jinyoung is busy and you just tell him that you’ll be waiting for his letter with a giggle
  • and you don’t expect one, but a couple days later there’s a letter on your door and it goes;
  • “thanks for making my wish come true, come over tonight and ill grant you a wish of your own.”
  • best believe park jinyoung Goes Down to Town this blessed night and for the children im not telling you what that means and entails
  • and this exchanging letters, hooking up, staying up till the morning talking about books and about the moral lessons of life
  • like it becomes a thing
  • and whenever jackson or yugyeom is like “jinyoung, just get laid” jinyoung just calmly flips the page of his notes and is like “done that, any other advice?”
  • aND everyone wants to know who it is jinyoung’s with and you’re just like im Not Gonna Say Anything because like,,,,,,,you don’t even know if you and jinyoung are a ‘thing’
  • like you’re both too busy to go on dates and neither of you has ever asked the other one out 
  • like yes you tell each other your secrets and your opinions ,,,, but you’re like is that dating??? we don’t hold hands, we don’t take photos together, does jinyoung even want that??
  • and so it’s all a sweet secret until. you’re over at jinyoung’s dorm getting dressed and you’re done and about to say goodbye when there’s a knock on the door and it’s jinyoung’s friend bambam who’ve youve seen once or twice
  • and you want to slip by him but he tilts his head toward jinyoung and he’s like “is he tutoring you?” and LIKE you and jinyoung have told no one about what’s been going on so you’re like “um yeah~!! he’s my ethics tutor!!” and bambam smiles and he’s like “good, so it’s cool if i ask you out right?”
  • and you can feel the temperature in the room grow cold and you’re like “w-what?” and bambam’s like “i see you all the time around campus, you’re cute and it’s lucky jinyoung knows you. i was just wondering, are you free any time soon?”
  • and you don’t know what to say because this is a decisive moment, should you say no because of whats going on with you and jinyoung? should you say yes just because youve never been good at letting someone down???
  • and like your head legit might start spinning but it’s when bambam leans his hand over, seemingly to pinch your cheek to see if you’re going to respond that jinyoung gets up and grabs him by the wrist
  • and bambam looks over and you’re like 
  • OH my go D JINYOUNG YOURE STILL in YOUR BOxERs
  • and bambam is like ??!?!?!?!?!?!??!!?!?!??!!?!?!
  • and you’re like g;fdfhivew jINYOuNG and jinyoung is like “don’t touch them”
  • and like bambam is like “hyung,,,,oh my god hyung you’re not tutoring them are you.” and jinyoung rolls his eyes like
  • “no bambam. im not tutoring them.”
  • and bambam goes as red as a damn cherry and he’s like o h  OH  WELL I SEE HOW IT IS OK ILL BE GOING BYE
  • and he zooms the hell out of there and you’re looking at jinyoung with wide eyes and he’s like sighing like “it was going to come out some day..”
  • and you’re like “….what was gonna come out…..” and jinyoung ruffles your hair and he’s like
  • “that we’re dating, of course.”
  • and you can’t help the blossoming feeling of happiness that spreads through your stomach because like,,,,,while yes you liked the physical intimacy of being with jinyoung,,,,,,you also fell in love with his mind and how he speaks and how much he knows
  • and he never cuts you off of your opinion and he lets you reason things outloud and it’s so comfortable yet you learn so much from him
  • and you can’t help but be proud to be able to say someone like him is your boyfriend, like he is very much the type that you want to take back home to mom
  • and like jinyoung notices how giddy you are and he laughs and is like ‘come here’
  • and you go over and he takes your hand and kisses your fingertips and is like 
  • “im sorry we didn’t make it clear between us, but would you like to date?”
  • and you’re like “,,,,yes of course!!!!” and he keeps kissing your fingertips till he’s kissing up your arm and then pulls you down on him
  • only five minutes later to be like cRAP i NEED to prepare my speech for tomorrows protest
  • and you’re like should i go??? and he’s like “you can sleep in my bed if you want or help me go over my speech?”
  • and like im telling you right now: jinyoung only lets people that he holds  up to really high standards critique his work so when he lets you read over his speech he’s showing you that he really trusts you and values what you have to say
  • like he never in his damn life would let yugyeom edit his speech. he’d first sell his right toe
  • like bambam finds out first, and you and jinyoung are both like /: he might tell others but to your surprised he doesnt????? and jinyoung finally is just like 
  • like he grabs your hand and is like “im dating them” as he’s sitting at a table full of all his friends
  • and jackson’s the first to drop his chopsticks followed by a very long yell from yugyeom and a slow clap from mark
  • it’s very eventful
  • jb for a second thinks he’s hallucinating but you’re like hi im real. i love jinyoung
  • and everyone’s like hE Y WELCOME TO THE FAMILY 
  • remember how i said jinyoung is the sensible friend? well now you and jinyoung are the sensible couple. the sensible parents. you now hold the life of 6 young men in your hands because without you and jinyoung. they’d probably die
  • and jinyoung actually worries that you might cave under the work, but soon enough you’re like “i should pack lunches for everyone!!” or you’re like bringing extra water bottles when you hang out with them and you always have a napkin to give bambam and an extra pen to give to jb
  • and long story short all of got7 is heart eyes for you because you’re so caring and jinyoung is like coughs they were never this soft and thankful when it was just me
  • but jinyoung of course you know his plate is full of work, school, rowing team (no wonder his upper body is so strong, you noticed when he was holding your waist while you were ontop and you were like wait his arms. they’re toned. they’re toned AS HELL), and of course all the social activism he’s doing so you’re fine that you guys can’t go on a lot of dates
  • because even though you’re dating, every now and then jinyoung fold up a piece of paper and leaves it in an envelope on your dorm door and it’s nothing too long or too serious
  • just reminders that he thinks he’s the luckiest man on earth to have found you
  • you treasure the book jinyoung bought you, the copy of your favorite novel where you first exchanged notes and for the longest time you try to figure out what his favorite book is so you can buy him it back as a gift on your anniversary 
  • but jinyoung reads so many books……that it has you at a loss so in the end you get him a set of fancy bookmarks and blush because you admit you couldn’t figure out his favorite book
  • and jinyoung thinks it’s adorable he chuckles and put his hand on the back of your neck so he can pull you in for a kiss
  • you best believe jinyoung wants to meet your parents but you’re living on campus so all you get to do is skype with them and when you bring jinyoung onto the screen your mom is just like WOW! is that a MODEL! WOW! HANDSOME! and jinyoung charms her even more with sweet talk and casually dropping the fact that he has a 4.0 gpa and like
  • wow, i said this before but: this ! one ! you ! bring ! home ! to ! mom !
  • jinyoung never disappoints, he’s a gentleman through and through always offering to carry your things, always thumbing the corner of your mouth if you have a crumb stuck, pulls out chairs for you, pays on all your dates
  • and even when you’re like jinYOung let me take care of you- he’s like no no i have to take care of you
  • but im just gonna put it out here: that’s not always the case in the bedroom 
  • me: digs a hole and stays in it im soRRY
  • but yes the only glimpses of un-gentleman like jinyoung you see are if you stay the night and in the morning you see his toothbrush fall out of his mouth because you’re just wearing his shirt
  • or when he snaps at yugyeom or bambam and hisses for them to piss off and let him study (this only happens if they’re being eXTRemely loud. or if bambam is trying to fake ask you out to get a reaction out of jinyoung. which he always does and it’s so funny like jinyoung you know he’s playing why are you so jealous???)
  • jinyoung probably: i can’t risk losing my most precious person
  • you: oh my god i love you
  • yugyeom: oh my god that’s so romantic im gonna thROW UP
  • except lbr yugyeom would love it and be like hYUNG let me take a pic of you and them for my insta so i can tag it ‘true love is beautiful. jinyoung would know since he was always ugly bef- plEASE DONT HIT Me WITH THE TEXTBOOK”
  • jinyoung always has his hand on your lower back to steady you, it’s like a reflex of his and it’s warm and makes you feel safe
  • you always take his glasses off for him and clean them even when he insists he can do it himself and you’re like no!!! let me!!!
  • jinyoungs heart just shattering when you lean up to put them back on for him and he can’t resist the urge to lean in and kiss you
  • you see photos of jinyoung in the news from when he went to one of his protests and it makes you so proud and you tag along to some with him and his passion fires you up to be passionate too 
  • when jb told you jinyoung used to dream of being the prime minister when he was younger, you can’t help but think that that would be amazing. jinyoung’s so bright and well spoken, you tell jinyoung that he was basically born the be a public figure and jinyoung just melts because stop jb don’t tell them that they’re gonna compliment me and im gonna D I E 
  • lmfao you: hey, what’s that rose tattoo on your hip even mean jinyoung?
  • jackson, spitting out his coffee: TATTOO? HIP TATTOO? WHAT NOW?
  • jinyoung: good god, look what you’ve done
  • you: oops 

college!vixx (here) & college!bts (here)

find college!woozi (here),  college!wonwoo (here)college!seunghceol(here), college!seokmin (here) , college!jun (here) college!mingyu (here), college!jeonghan (here), college!hoshi (here), college!joshua (here), college!the8 (here) & college seungkwan (here) !

find special college!jb (here), college!mark tuan (here) college!youngjae (here)

find special college!wonho (here)

and please look forward to more college!seventeen + special college!aus

Warped || Peter Parker x Reader [[request]]

[[request prompt: Yes, the ask is open :D I really love your stories! Can I please request a kinda angsty Story where the Reader gets kidnapped and Peter tries to rescue her - but while being tortured she discovers some kind of super power and got free and Peter finds her and comforts her about it? I hope that’s okay! Thank you and have a nice day :3.]]

ahhh I know I’ve been posting so much in the peter parker x reader tags, but like, I have so many requests that i gotta get through because I’m a sucker for pain (lmao I’m kidding, I actually adore writing a lot and don’t mind it)

in fact, I just now opened up requests for stories featuring young!sirius and young!remus 。゚(TヮT)゚。this was done to actually spread out my peter parker updates a little bit by writing for these two new characters to keep me occupied.

so please, send in all of your requests! Writing is actually very therapeutic for me so I don’t mind being flooded with so many requests

and here’s the tentative schedule for what I plan to do:

present day: peter parker x reader ((requests))

the next day: remus and/or sirius ((requested stories OR my own personal stories))

the day after: remus and/or sirius ((requested stories OR my own personal stories))

and the whole cycle will repeat itself as I manage this blog TTwTT. So without anymore stalling, lets delve into WARPED!!

warnings: torture, descriptions of inflicting pain. If this triggers you, then please don’t read this.

tags: {anonymous}

{[request status: open}}

**don’t plagiarize/repost this story! Reblogs are fine!

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It was still broad daylight when you escaped from the confines of Midtown, your eyes watering slightly as the sun beamed down at your (color) eyes.

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College!Mingyu
  • major: business management 
  • minor: statistics 
  • sports: volleyball 
  • clubs: doesn’t have time since he’s interning at a big company the entire sem
  • in class, mingyu is practically a natural genius. like managment skills? statistical methods in business? intro to finance? easy stuff he soaks up information like a sponge and is always the person everyone looks forward to presenting in class and the teachers love how articulate he is with his words and he’s a real crowd pleaser you know because he’s: tall, handsome, smart, and witty
  • OUTSIDE OF CLASS THO he’s the number one memer 
  • like people who don’t know him personally or only know him in class run up to him like “omg!!! how are you so cool all the time????” and mingyu grins and shrugs it off like no big deal
  • and literally five seconds later he’s sneezing into his arm and wiping it on wonwoo’s shirt or spilling his coffee all over jeonghan’s textbooks or stealing seungcheol’s food and then dropping it and then picking it up and eating it??? and like
  • his close friends just snort when someone calls him cool because in all honesty he’s not cool he’s corny 
  • but also they all come over to his dorm because he’s the only one who uses the communal kitchen to actually cook real meals and everyone’s been living off cup ramen so it’s nice to actually eat something that’s been seasoned and cooked and mingyu’s got this special recipe for making omelets over rice and so whenever he’s making one in the morning he ends up actually making ten portions because word spreads fast and half the dorm swoops downstairs like hungry vultures ready to Feast and mingyu’s like ok ok ok fine someone pass me more eggs
  • is good at volleyball because he’s tall but has also literally tripped over air 14342 times during practice and the rest of the team is like: how does he even balance himself on those long legs??? 
  • has a habit of messing up wonwoo’s hair before wonwoo has class and like he doesn’t tell him how it looks and only when they’re both back at the dorm wonwoo points to his head and is like “mingyu, explain.” and mingyu’s like “it’s in hyung. it’s the new style.” “mingyu - i look like i rolled out of a trash can.”
  • but it’s ok wonwoo forgives him because mingyu’s the one that cleans the dorm while wonwoo passes out studying 
  • and tbh you’re one of the people who finds mingyu to be so ??? untouchable ??? like he’s the guy you see always dressed well, surrounded by lots of people, and getting top grades and so like others you’re like he’s the model college student like you see him and you’re like i wanna be like that
  • but boy oh boy are you in for the shock of ur life when you find out that the company you’re interning at is the same company mingyu interns at and like 
  • you both are in different departments but on your first day you’re taking the train and you see mingyu sitting a couple of seats away and like at first you’re like 
  • wow! he looks so spiffy in his suit and he has like a briefcase and he looks so damn well prepared that you even feel a little self conscious 
  • but then three seconds later you look over again and see that he’s falling asleep on his way and like he literally topples over onto the person beside him
  • and the person like shoves mingyu’s head off and says something rude and mingyu’s like bowing his head and apologizing
  • and like you’re like “he must have not gotten any sleep the night before.” but then
  • the next day when you’re on the train again to your internship mingyu’s there too……again…..falling asleep…..on the person beside him…….
  • and this happens for the first two weeks that you’re taking the train to your internship
  • and like you wonder if he’s just overworking himself or something but then one day you end up going in at the same time as mingyu into the building where you two work and like you go in and swipe your ID to get in but you see mingyu standing next to the security guard begging him and asking him for something and you get a little closer and the guards like “this is the 4th time this week, kid get your ID back” and mingyu’s like “i LoST IT ThO” and the guards like “this is already your third one and it’s been two weeks???” and mingyu’s making puppy dog eyes and you’re like ?????? this is not the suave boy i know off campus
  • and when you go up to his floor where he’s interning with the stats dept like you see mingyu holding a leaning tower of papers and as expected he makes one step and ends up falling over with the papers flyinG into the air
  • and some guy yells at him that he’s always being so clumsy and like you’ve never seen mingyu looking so embarrassed with his head down and his hands folded in front of him
  • and you’re like “is this a side of him no one else knows?”
  • and like you think yeah - he probably is just nervous just like you but then as you’re going back to campus from your internship you see mingyu across the street coming out of a fast food place and like licking his fingers and wiping them on his tie 
  • and like you know you’re just a little Shocked but also like it’s endearing …. 
  • everyone makes him out to be this tall, perfect student that’s always the model of what to be and here he is with crumbs around his mouth and ketchup on his shirt like …..it makes you giggle
  • but ofc you don’t approach him you don’t really even think he knows you two intern for the same boss until one day you get on the train take a seat and mingyu taKES THe SEAT BESIDE you 
  • and internally you’re like ?!?!?!?!?! but then you don’t even notice five minutes go by until you feel a soft thud on your shoulder and as you turn
  • there he is 
  • kim mingyu, sleeping soundly on your shoulder 
  • and you don’t push him off or anything but you do feel your face grow red and some older ladies smile at the two of you and it becomes a given that like everyone on this train thinks you two are a couple and you’re just like UM 
  • the stop you and mingyu need to get off on comes and you (sadly) have to shake him awake and then make a run for the door as you drag a half awake mingyu along with you
  • and you’re like “thank god we made it.” and mingyu’s like “yeah!” and then he straightens up and says your name and you’re like ???? you know my name and mingyu’s like “ofc i know your name we work and go to school together.” and you’re like yEAH BUT ???? we’ve never interacted
  • and mingyu laughs and he’s like “yeah we have!!! you’ve seen me fall asleep on strangers and get yelled at for losing my ID and weren’t you there when i face planted with my big stack of documents??”
  • and you’re like “wait you noticed me that whole time?” and mingyu nods and checks his watch like “we better run, can you keep up?”
  • and that’s how you end up running behind the long legged secret office/campus crush of yours and good lord he can run fast
  • you two get to the building out of breath but luckily mingyu has his ID this time and you go inside and split ways when you get off a floor before him but before you do mingyu’s like “meet me for lunch downstairs??” and you’re like /?/// ok?????!@?@?@?#
  • the entire time you’re at your desk you’re trying to piece together how it is that you haven’t noticed mingyu noticing you this whole time like,,,,,you kinda just don’t see how it happened?? he’s never even made eye contact with you on the train
  • but you leave all that for lunch when you go downstairs and see mingyu waiting 
  • and he’s like looking amazing in his black slacks and button down rolled up sleeves and hair pushed back and you’re like “he really is like a model….”
  • but then you two go to this burger place around the corner and mingyu orders two deluxe meals for himself and a huge cola and like oh my god he eats like a child and he has some lettuce in his teeth and sauce all over his hands
  • and once again you find yourself endeared but also giggling at his hidden silliness
  • and you mingyu’s like “why are you laughing??” and you lean over with your napkin to wipe off the sauce from the corner of his mouth like “thiS is WHY” but then like 
  • you’re so close and you see his eyes up close and they’re like a sparkling, mesmerizing brown and it takes everything in your strength to just pull away from looking into them
  • and like it’s a lil awkwardly silent until you’re like 
  • “u m coughs by the way um how do you know…….who i am??”
  • and mingyu’s like “AHHHHH you’re cute and i’ve liked you for some time, of course i know who you are.”
  • and you’re like …………………….WHAT
  • and mingyu scratches the back of his head and rolls his tongue in his mouth and is like 
  • “wonwoo said i should just tell you, especially before this internship is over, so ……yeah.”
  • and you’re like starstruck honestly but you’re like “why??”
  • and mingyu takes a minute to think and then he’s like “remember on our first day you saw me act like a total fool on the train? and the time you saw me getting scolded by the guard?” and you’re like “….yes?” and mingyu chuckles like “well, most people don’t like the real me. they imagine me as one thing and then the real silly, dumb side of me is something they don’t want but you - you kept looking at me right?”
  • the words get stuck in your mouth because oh god he saw you staring at him this whole time but also like………of course you kept looking at him and you say that
  • you tell him that “you’re nothing like what i thought, but it made me want to keep looking at you more. that side of you - it’s better than what i imagined.”
  • an honestly in that moment the rest of the people all fade away and it’s just you and mingyu and mingyu takes your hand as you two get up and go back to work and it just
  • it fits. you two fit each other
  • and just like that you two are a thing and every morning mingyu isn’t falling asleep on random people’s shoulders. he’s falling asleep on yours
  • and he’s kissing your cheek before he does and he’s kissing you goodbye when you get off the elevator 
  • you two hold hands and hide it behind your backs when co-workers walk by and tell you two not to go around slacking off since you’re temporary interns
  • and you and mingyu aren’t even hurt because you’re interns in love ok love is what it’s all about (but so is studying so if you’re reading this: do your homework ANYWAY)
  • you find a way to keep mingyu awake on your commute to the internship and the magic trick is literally buy him a big cup of coffee and he won’t spend the entire thirty minutes on the train snoozing
  • instead you two will talk and laugh and mingyu will do bad impressions of your boss and of teachers
  • and when you’re coming back from the internship and the trains are packed mingyu will grab the overhead pole and pull you against him so you don’t have to stretch out your arm and 
  • as clumsy as he is, he’s got these sparks of romantic in him
  • and yes you always have to remind him to sneeze into a napkin, not just wipe it off on the closest person
  • and you hit his hand when he tries to enforce the “five second rule”
  • you come up to give something to the statistic dept. head and mingyu tries to wave at you but accidentally swings his long arms too much and knocks a potted plant off a desk and you have to end up running over and helping him clean it up before the owner of the desk comes back
  • youngguk at his desk: “where is my bonsai tree?” 
  • you and mingyu: *hiding in a cubicle with the remains of youngguk’s bonsai tree* rip 
  • when the internship is over for the semester you and mingyu still see each other and just like wonwoo, jeonghan, and the rest of mingyu’s friends you come to thinking all the freshman who obsesses over how ‘cool’ and ‘smooth’ mingyu is is super funny
  • because you know how he really is, sleeping with his long limbs spread out everywhere and half of his textbook sliding out of his bed and his clothes are literally just a pile inside the closet
  • and mingyu cleans, like he’s not gross or anything but he’s also just so like he cleans and then makes a mess three seconds later and you’re like how?????
  • and when mingyu first offers to cook for you you’re like : “i dont trust you around sharp objects” but mingyu somehow convinces you (lots of kisses are involved in this bribe) and you sit down and watch him cook
  • it’s like a whole different person 
  • and you ask mingyu why he didn’t want to go to culinary school or something like that and mingyu laughs and shakes his hand and he’s like “my cooking is good - but not that good.” and maybe just maybe you hear a hint of sadness in his voice
  • but that’s gone after you take the first bite out of what he made you and you’re like mINGYU THIS is AMAZinG
  • and he grins and is like “is it???” and taste some too and he’s like “yeah, you’re right it’s amazing - like me”
  • and you seriously love the dates where you come over on a weekend and neither of you have classes and mingyu and you look up new restaurants that have opened near campus and you two go out and just try everything
  • and no matter what, you’ll order something and mingyu will try to steal bites when you’re not looking and you ALWAYS CATCH HIM but he just grins and is like !!!! i love you !!! and you’re like oh my god gET your OWN and he pouts like nooooo i wantttt yourssssss
  • he’s a big baby basically
  • mingyu starts a foodstagram just to share photos of you eating when you guys go out and you’re like sTOp i look bad in all of these and mingyu’s like “the food matters, not you baby” and you’re like EXCUSE mE and you chase him around and he laughs his head off and wonwoo is watching you two like wow. how are these two in college
  • mingyu tries to mess up your hair like he does to wonwoo before class but you grab his wrist before he can and you’re like “if you touch my hair i will not kiss you for 24 hours.” and mingyu automatically gives in because no kisses for 24 hours would kill this big affectionate puppy
  • mingyu knows you’re a sucker for his smile, especially when it shows off his canines and so he’ll smile at you like that when you’re ticked off at him and like you’ll try to be serious and tell him to stop but he’ll pull you over by the waist and smile and ask whats wrong and you’ll just be like STOP YOUR HANDSOMENESS is messING WITH ME and he just continues to smile and you’re like ,,,,,i cant be mad at him gdi
  • begs you to cook for him and you’re like mingyu im studying right now and he’s like but i want to eat and you’re like go ask jeonghan to do it and mingyu’s like jeonghan almost burnt down our communal kitchen last week pls 
  • mingyu gets good grades because he throws himself into studying right before big tests and presentations and it ends up with him not sleeping and not eating right and this is when he’s literally a Mess
  • like not a joke mess like usual but a Mess and you literally sometimes have to keep him upright because he falls over from lack of sleep and you’re like mINGYU you’re SIX FEET TALL you NEED to Eat and you shove like a granola bar in his mouth and he tries to say i love you but it comes out all muffled 
  • mingyu once wore his shirt inside out and you were like “ming-” but wonwoo was like “no. let the campus see how goofy he really is.”
  • mingyu still holds a grudge against you and wonwoo till this day
  • “mingyu i can’t reach that, can you get it?” “sure.” “mingyu why are you picking me up just uSE YOur OWN HANDS oh MY GOD AM i TWENTY FEET OFF THE fLOOR MINGYu”
  • whenever he waits for you to come out of class he opens his arms and you run into them and he spins you around and it’s cHEEEEEEESY but it’s worth it because he’s always happy to see you
  • you can never study together because mingyu will fall asleep with his head on your shoulder or on your lap and when you’re like hey buddy wake up he’s like nooooooo you’re soooo comfyyyyyy
  • once you came to watch volleyball practice and mingyu saw you and started waving and you were gonna wave back unTIL the BALL HIT him in THE heAD AND You like ScrEAMED and mingyu like fell over and everyone was like oh my god how oblivious is he
  • you cradling mingyu’s head in your lap: “are you ok???” mingyu: “am i in heaven? are you an angel?” wonwoo: “i cant believe he almost got knocked unconscious and is stILL FLIRTING WITH YOU” 

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