the world ends if you

A Friend For the End of the World

“You’re my favourite, you know,” Clarke whispers like a secret into his skin. It sends a shiver down his spine. There’s more than just softness there. He’s sure he hasn’t imagined that it sounds a little wanton.

Still, Bellamy tries his best to play it off. “Don’t worry,” he replies lightly, voice muffled by the pillow. “I won’t tell the other kids.”

Clarke, Bellamy, and the night before the second apocalypse.

Rated: E. WC: 5902. started as a drabble for @wellamyblake and turned into… something. So I decided to post it.

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Unexpected reunion (Tobi/Simon Request)

Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit.
The main words running through your brain amongst the utter, burning shock of seeing who was in front of you.
Of all the people, did he really have to be here? Did he really have to be friends with Tobi? Did he have to be such close friends with him? Him?
He looked different but not too different. His hair had grown out more now, his face and muscles more defined. But still the Simon you knew. Mousy brown hair on his head and piercing eyes focused on yours.
You hadn’t seen him in so long. Since you were 18 in fact. Since you first left for travelling, for going to make your mark on the world. It had been messy towards the end. You were going to leave for two years at a minimum and he would be staying in England. Though he adored you more than anything, it would be impossible for anything between you to work. So things had ended. As inexperienced teenagers, you left each other. And of course, it was tough. But you went on to accomplish what you had always wanted to. Help charities, swim in the wild with dolphins, explore rainforests, climb to the top of mountains and dive to the bottom of foreign seas. You’d spent two years having the best time of your life and by the time you returned, Simon was simply a happy memory. A time of your life. A past event.
Though to Simon, it hadn’t happened like that. He’d moved in with the guys, he’d become successful on YouTube, built his career doing what he loved but there was always something missing. The girl that put the biggest smile on his face. That beat him in video games and laughed at his defeat. That knew him better than he knew himself. He always told himself there was no chance of him ever finding anyone as good as you. And that’s why he had always been single. Any girl he met, or spoke to, he found flaws in them that didn’t match to you. They didn’t make him laugh like you did. They didn’t touch his arm and make him feel that immature electricity that never went away. Nobody could be even close enough to being a match to you.
“Do you guys know each other?” Tobi asks, his arm still comfortably around your waist.
“Um” You start, “Yeah, our parents have known each other for years” You smile.
“Yeah, what a coincidence?” Simon exclaims, “Its great to see you”
“Yeah, you too” You nod, returning his friendly hug.
“I’ll just grab us some drinks, okay babe?” Tobi comments, heading off to the kitchen.
You notice JJ looking between you and Simon and widen your eyes slightly at him. When you and Simon were together, it was more of a long distance style. You lived an hour away so you knew JJ but only as your boyfriend’s best friend.
“Right, we should go grab the stuff to record” Josh nods before being followed out by the ones you now knew as Ethan, Vik and Harry.
JJ and Simon stop behind.
“I’m right aren’t I? You two…” JJ begins.
“Yeah” Simon replies quickly.
“Fucking hell” His friend mumbles, “I should leave you to it”
He quickly heads outside, evidently going to Tobi to stop him from entering again.
“So, how are you?” You ask politely.
“Im good, thanks” He scratches the back of his neck, “You?”
“Great” You say, “What a small world ay? You knowing Tobi” You chuckle lightheartedly.
“Yeah, tell me about it” He laughs, a hint of wanting to say more in his voice.
“I can’t believe you guys know each other” Tobi exclaims when he walks in.
“Yeah we were just saying” You smile.
“How do your parents know each other then?” Tobi asks inquisitively, taking a seat with you beside him on the couch.
“Our dads did a job together once and our families met through that” You explain. That was true.
“This is crazy” He chuckles, “Have you seen anything of the house yet babe?”
“No nothing” You shake your head.
“I’ll show you around” Simon states, “Tobi, the guys can help you set up for your video”
“Ahh thanks man” Your boyfriend responds and you follow Simon around the house.
You try your best to focus on the different rooms so you didn’t get lost whilst staying here but you still felt in a weird sense of shock that he was here.
“We can’t tell him” Simon states simply as the pair of you walk up to his room.
“What?” You frown, slightly disgusted.
“We can’t tell Tobi that we used to date” He shakes his head.
“I’m not lying to him!” You exclaim, “No, I can’t”
“You have to! We can’t suddenly admit that we used to date until the age of 18 and now you suddenly happen to be dating him!” He retorts, stubborn as usual.
“I don’t give a fuck. If he has a problem with it, we’ll deal with it. But he’s my boyfriend and I’m not comfortable with keeping a huge part of my life away from him” You reply. Truth in a relationship meant a lot to you. Even if it did sound cringey. It was one of the reasons Tobi adored you so much.
“You haven’t changed” he chuckles.
“Why shouldn’t we tell him?” You ask.
“Because-” he starts, “ Because I’m still in love with you”
You freeze more than you did when you first saw his face.
“Wh-” you begin.
“Because ever since you left, I’ve not stopped being completely fascinated by you. Like I always was. I’ve not stopped laughing at your jokes whenever I remember them or smiling when I think of you” He explains, “I’ve never stopped remembering the girl that made those years the best years of my life” He croaks.
From the corner of your eye, you notice a box in the corner of his room that you gave to him on his 18th birthday as one of his 18 presents. It was filled with small memories of the pair of you. Photos, movie tickets, snow globes from places you’d been to on holiday, small cards with your funniest quotes or jokes. Everything of his relationship with his babygirl.
“I figured I should keep it” He smiles when his eyes follow yours, “I tried to get rid of it when you left but there’s so much in there that I couldn’t bare to lose. I’ve never shown the guys”
“Simon, that part of our life was when we were teenagers and young and innocent. And that’s great. And I loved that. But its not the point. I’ve moved on, I’ve travelled the world, I’ve seen different cultures, I’ve changed. And if you haven’t, then okay. But I love Tobi now and im happy with him. We’re really happy. High school doesn’t last forever Si” You sigh and he looks down.
“Simon, you ready to film?” Ethan calls upstairs.
“We’ll be right down” He responds loudly, his eyes not leaving yours.
You nod and walk past him, heading instantly downstairs.
“What’s wrong babe?” Tobi frowns as soon as you walked into the lounge. He instantly knew something was happening as always.
“Its okay, I just remembered there’s something I need to talk to you about” You force a smile, trying your best to ignore Simon’s lingering stare.

Security measures || Joshua

✦genre: fluff
✦blurb: it’s practically the end of the world when your parents dump your younger brother with you, even when you have already repeatedly told them that you have plans. thankfully, joshua doesn’t seem to mind too badly. [requested]
✦word count: 1660
✦author’s note: i’m actually trying out writing in present tense this time, so please let me know if it’s terrible and i should switch back orz;;

You tug on the ends of your hair in agony while biting on the end of your nails nervously. It’s not much of a surprise that your parents would force you to babysit your brother, but they would usually tell you in advance when they were planning to go out - which, left you to take care of your brother while they were off having their fun. You assume that it has simply hasn’t crossed their mind to let you know as you pace back and forth in your dining room. It’s not that you don’t like having your brother around, no, it’s more of the fact that you made a promise to go out with your boyfriend today and you absolutely despise letting people down at the last second.

The ding! from your phone signifies that your parents are arriving at your apartment soon, and it makes you more antsy than ever. You pause in your shifting momentarily, merely starting again the next second. You aren’t sure if you should even respond, but you reluctantly pick up the delicate device between your fingers. Before you swipe to unlock the screen, you toss the phone in your air over and over again. You finally type out an ‘okay’ and turn the screen black in one move with a satisfying click. You haven’t told your boyfriend of this matter yet, but your plan is to compose your thoughts and decide on a plan after your brother arrives.

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at this point im just abusing the star brush

I’m a feminist because...

I’m a feminist because everyone should be.

Growing up, my parents would always tell me to be properly dressed around my brothers. Never mind that they were walking around in short boxer briefs, it was me who had to be presentable. I was the girl, after all.

In school, I was always taught that the way I dressed affected a boy’s education. I was taught that the slight peek of my shoulder was enough to get me sent to the head office. It was much too distracting, because after all, a boy’s education had to be more important than a girl’s. At least, that was what they were teaching me.

This is why I’m a feminist.

I’m a feminist because it is 2017, and when I talk about how unfair it is that a professional athlete gets to walk away from the accusation of raping a girl without a single ding to their career, I’m some sort of radical that needs to calm down. Because that poor girl’s life will never be the same, but said athlete’s career is perfectly intact.

I’m a feminist because my aunt says things like, “Oh, those feminists, they just need to shave their armpits and get over it.” Because somehow the grooming of my body hair has everything to do with the rights I’m fighting for.

I’m a feminist because people still think you must have a vagina to be considered a woman.

I’m a feminist because I am 20 years old, and when I tell people I’m not sure I want to have kids, they look at me like I just defied all womankind.

I’m a feminist because when mothers choose to work rather than stay at home with their children, they aren’t doing “enough.”

I’m a feminist because when fathers choose to stay at home with their children rather than work, they somehow aren’t as “manly.”

I’m a feminist because parents still won’t let their sons play with Barbies.

I’m a feminist because young boys are taught that crying is bad. Showing emotion is bad, better to bottle it up and never feel. If you cry, you’re a girl, and no one wants to be a girl.

I’m a feminist because when my family talks about the Women’s March that happened yesterday, they say things like, “What’s protesting going to change?” and “They’re honestly just wasting their time. Nobody’s going to listen to them.” Never mind that the country we are living in found its freedom through protesting—No Taxation Without Representation. But I suppose that’s okay. It was men protesting then.

I’m a feminist because when my aunt saw a picture of a man marching with women yesterday, she snorted and said, “What’s he doing there? Doesn’t he have something better to do?” Her seven year old son was sitting next to her.

I’m a feminist because a highly qualified politician lost the presidential election to a less than mediocre businessman who based his campaign on misogyny, racism, bigotry, and slander. Because this country would rather see an over privileged, racist, homophobic, white man, whose years of experience sums up to zero, in office rather than a woman whose qualifications are more than his will ever be. Because I somehow have to have years of experience before I can even get my first job, but Donald Trump can get sworn into office without a single day of political experience.

I’m a feminist because the President of the United States speaks vilely of women and all minorities, and I’m the terrible one for disliking him.

I’m a feminist because I get made fun of for being a feminist.

I’m a feminist because I want the next generation of girls to live in a better world than mine.

I’m a feminist for these reasons and so many others.

I’m a feminist because everyone should be.

Can you believe we’ve already been shown - twice - the order in which the GPF finalists will place, from last to first

I mean, look at the end of episode 10

and the intro to episode 11

I know it’s to show off the beautiful faces of the finalists and kill us slowly with anticipation, but the order is right there, and I know this didn’t happen by accident.

I don’t believe in coincidences, and neither does Kubo-sensei

EDIT: I have never been so happy to have been proven wrong. Bless your soul, Kubo-sensei