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Harlem protesters shame House Speaker Paul Ryan for AHCA as he visits neighborhood school

  • On Tuesday, House Speaker Paul Ryan (R-Wis.) plans to pay a visit to Success Academy, a charter school in Harlem.
  • He is expected to meet with Eva Moskowitz, the charter school network’s CEO, for a tour of the Harlem campus.
  • But Moskowitz won’t be the only one there to greet his arrival: Protesters sprung into action Tuesday morning to rally against the Republican leader’s visit to the Harlem school — some holding signs listing the treatable illnesses that can potentially prove fatal if those afflicted lose their health care coverage. Read more (5/9/17)
minho in college
  • double major in primary education and history 
  • wants to teach elementary school!!!!
  • varsity soccer so he has the custom backpack that says CHOI and always wears something uni-related 
  • like seriously….. seeing him not in a some sort of three-quarter zip or sweater with the uni’s name emblazoned on it is shocking af (taemin: go away we haven’t gotten new shipment since the last time you were here which was yesterday you already own the ENTIRE store
  • he also owns uni socks which he unironically wears all the time and all the different types of shot glasses (onew’s broken at least three of them but minho just whips out extras, srsly they’re never ending) 
  • a literal walking, talking uni advertisement (key: pls let me take you shopping for something else / minho: i have other clothes / key: WHERE)
  • in theory he probably should work at the bookstore but he sees how much taemin hates his job and if he can just use his discount there’s no need~ 
  • was actually scouted to be a campus tour guide (literally someone came up to him and begged him to join bc he was perfect for the job) and he is ridiculously good at it 
  • also he could walk backwards well which is why onew did not make the cut
  • did so much extra research about the college so that he could be prepared for any questions and also to have fun facts on hand 
  • which also came in handy for boring his friends to submission with very dry versions of the history of each and every building and sometimes he just does it for shits and giggles 
  • once he came into the cafe during onew’s and jong’s shift and started reciting the history of the building they were in and the origin of the coffee bean and their faces were just pure panic bc they couldn’t even RUN AWAY and they can’t even fight their costumers even though they are being GIANT JERKS (jong: i will give you two coffees out of my own pocket for you to stop / minho: awww hyung you’re so sweet pls make them ventis) 
  • but he’s just SO enthusiastic about his school that many incoming students could attribute their decision to come here to choi minho, master tour guide 
  • he also volunteers at after-school programs in elementary schools and the students always scramble to him when they see him coming in 
  • helps them with their homework and reads to them and lets the lil ones tie tufts of his hair (minho: do i look pretty?? / kid: the prettiest!!) 
  • he’s so sweet with them and they always want to climb up on his shoulders and he lets them and holds their arms out like an airplane (and so that they won’t fall) and zooms around the room 
  • avid college sports fan 
  • no matter what the game, you can probably hear minho cheering loudly from the bleachers 
  • someone got this great snapshot of him with football stripes on his cheeks and yelling which was blown up to larger-than-life proportions and lives in the welcome center 
  • arguably his proudest achievement (”look mom i made it”)  
  • srsly the school should honestly give him free tuition for all the endorsement he does as the uni’s poster boy 
  • when studying he’s usually locked up with onew in the library but he’s also known to always keep his notes on him so he could study during breaks at soccer practice 
  • he always has bananas on him that he’ll totally just give to anyone who asks but it’s a lot of bananas 
  • also never skips breakfast no matter what so he’s seen a lot sprinting to class with a piece of toast in his mouth like an anime character 

braveten  asked:

Victor, Yuuri, and Yurio are looking at colleges when Victor sees a sign for a marathon and decides to join it with Yurio. Yuuri is holding a sign labeled 'kiss me i'm a skater' on the sidelines and Victor gets very distracted during the race.

RETIRED 5-TIME WORLD FIGURE SKATING CHAMPION TO ENTER 2018 ST LIDWINA MARATHON
Viktor Nikiforov, retired 5-time consecutive World Champion of Men’s Figure Skating, has recently announced that he will be participating in the 2018 St Lidwina Marathon on April 16. Nikiforov reportedly has taken up long-distance running as a hobby alongside coaching his husband, 2017 World Champion and Grand Prix Winner Yuuri Katsuki as well as 2016 Grand Prix Winner Yuri Plisetsky. Plisetsky is also running the marathon alongside Nikiforov, while Katsuki will be cheering at the halfway mark on the St Lidwina University campus. [MORE]


The screaming at the St Lidwina University Thunder Tunnel is, for lack of a better word, thunderous. 

Yurio had been looking at the university as a prospective applicant, and they’d lined up the visit so that they could get a campus tour and attend an admissions info session alongside participating in the marathon the next day. They were even staying at a small Airbnb just off-campus, tucked above a cosy little cafe called Charlotte’s Corner. St Lidwina was a sweet little New England college town already beginning to be warmed by spring, and Yurio had loved it.

Well, at least, he was scowling a lot less than usual. Puberty had hit Yurio like a truck, and as a consequence he liked to act extra surly to compensate for his sudden lack of grace on the ice. But when the blond had looked up at the red-brick and marble-pillar majesty that was Founders Hall, the admissions and administrative building of the liberal arts college at the university, none of that surliness had been on his face.

That had been yesterday. Today, a different sort of energy hums in the air. Yuuri is convinced most of the students piled up on the metal barriers by the main road are already well on their way to drunk if not already there. Their screams are deafening, and the bright colours of their signs flash wildly in the mid-morning sun.

Viktor and Yurio would be coming by in one of the middle groups, Yuuri knows, so they’ll be here sooner or later. He elbows his way into the crowds gathered at the barrier until he’s managed to squeeze himself up against the metal, between a girl holding a sign that says “Live Long and Prosper” and a boy with a sign that says “Kiss Me, I’m from Texas”. 

Yuuri has his own sign, of course, and he has it up just as another wave of runners begin to appear around the bend.

The screaming gets louder

Yuuri almost drops his sign in an attempt to cover his ears. Had he ever been this loud while at Wayne State? Maybe he should have had something to drink before coming out here. The girl next to him is jumping up and down now, offering high-fives to the marathon runners as they go by. Someone has come by and planted a solid smooch on the cheek of the boy from Texas. 

Yuuri himself offers a couple high-fives to passing runners who recognise him. He shouts some encouragement to them as they go past, but his voice feels oddly drowned out in the overwhelming sound.

And then he sees them both rounding the bend, and his heart picks up a little at the sight.

Yuri is wearing a loose black tank and short leopard-print shorts, his hair tied up and his expression determined. He high-fives a couple people, and offers a quick peck to a girl waving a sign that says “Kiss Me, I’m a Cat Person”. But for the most part he’s focused on the road ahead.

Viktor, on the other hand, is craning his head every which way for a sign of Yuuri. And he’s running shirtless, the white t-shirt he’d started with now uselessly draped over his shoulders. His hair is clipped out of his face and he seems to be covered in sweat, but there’s an intoxicating flush in his cheeks that has a lot of people surrounding Yuuri clamouring for him to come over and kiss them.

And Yuuri’s not about to let that happen.

Viktor!” he shouts, waving his sign. Viktor looks over, his expression lighting up at the sight as he jogs by. 

“Yuuri!” he breathes. He looks like he wants to say more, but is too exhausted to do anything else other than grab Yuuri by the back of his head and bring him in for the hottest, sweatiest, and most disgusting kiss they’ve ever shared in their life. The world falls away all the same, all the noise and screaming around them narrowing into a tunnel of sound surrounding the two of them.

Viktor’s shirt tugs a little. Yurio is dragging him away. Yuuri is dimly aware that he’s now halfway over the barrier. His sign has dropped away somewhere.

“You should go,” he breathes absently against Viktor’s lips.

“Don’t wanna,” mutters Viktor.

“You need to finish the race,” Yuuri says. “We can pick this up later.”

“Promise?” asks Viktor.

Yuuri nods. His fingers linger a moment longer on Viktor’s cheek after he’s pulled back, and then his husband is racing away, sunlight glinting off his ring. Just before he fades from view, Viktor turns back and blows him a kiss, and Yuuri catches it with a grin.

“Wow.” He hears it just to his left, and turns to see the girl staring at him, wide-eyed. He can feel the eyes of everyone nearby on him, now, striking a match to the fire spreading rapidly across his cheeks. 

“That was adorable,” someone remarks. “Can’t wait to see it break the internet.”

And then they return to the screaming, and Yuuri hopes (in vain, he knows) that Phichit won’t find any videos of him and Viktor by the end of the hour.


CHECK OUT THIS ADORABLE COUPLE AT THE 2018 ST LIDWINA MARATHON!
Rick Martin for BuzzFeed

Viktor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki continue to be #relationshipgoals as Katsuki was spotted giving out some, ahem, encouragement as a spectator of the St Lidwina Marathon this past Monday.

The St Lidwina University Thunder Tunnel is a longstanding tradition of the Marathon, being located at the halfway point on the route. It offers runners a significant milestone as well as encouragement to continue the route. Katsuki was spotted at the Thunder Tunnel at around 11:30AM holding a sign that says ‘Kiss Me, I’m a Figure Skater’ and offering high-fives and encouragement to the runners that passed by.

Well, until his husband, retired five-time consecutive World Champion Viktor Nikiforov showed up with their son (in all but name) Yuri Plisetsky.

Nikiforov clearly read Katsuki’s sign and decided to take him up on the offer.

Very enthusiastically.

And of course Katsuki was very enthusiastically reciprocating.

I mean, can we blame them? Nikiforov was running shirtless by that point in the race. #thethirstisrealfolks

Eventually Plisetsky pulled Nikiforov back to the marathon at hand, and the two managed to complete with the rest of the runners.

Nikiforov repeatedly beat his personal best time by six minutes despite having been distracted by his husband along the way.

We’re sure they celebrated this little victory in their own little way afterwards. 

Lydia is going to drive Stiles from California to Washington, DC. According to Google it takes 41 hours to drive that distance. 41 fucking hours of Stiles and Lydia in a car together. 41 hours of arguing over who gets radio control. 41 hours of having to stop because Stiles has to pee. 41 hours of “Seriously, you’ve never seen Star Wars either?”, 41 hours of Lydia having to listen to Stiles on the phone with Scott because they’ve never been so far apart.

And then they get to the university and she helps him with his dorm. She meets his roommate. She complains about his choice of bedsheets. He gives her a campus tour but of course he gets them lost. They go get dinner before he forces her to watch the original Star Wars trilogy and she spends the night in his dorm.

The next morning she goes to leave and sets out on the road to MIT (which is another 7 hours) only to find that he has made her enough playlists to last the trip.

They do four way video chats with Scott and Malia. They try and see each other on weekends. He calls her when he can’t sleep because he is worried Liam has set Beacon Hills on fire. She calls him to complain about classes. He laughs and reminds her that she could teach the class.

THEY LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER

THE END

DONT FUCK ME OVER JEFF DAVIS

i’m going into my junior year of high school, the time when many students are getting ready to apply for college. many of my friends and peers have been concerned about what, exactly, they should be doing to prepare this year, and when. so, we held a college information session. this may be geared towards my specific area/region, but hopefully everyone can take something out of this. here are some tips that we learned:

ON COLLEGE VISITS

questions to ask:

  1. what is your freshman retention rate?
  2. what is the percentage of students that graduate in 4 years? (new statistic: ¾ of students don’t; the average student takes 5 ½ years to graduate)

make sure there is written documentation of your visit

when reviewing applications, colleges note “touch points”– these include things like taking an official tour, sending in those cards you get in the mail, or something as easy as emailing one of their admissions counselors with a simple question. they’ll keep your information, and it may give you an advantage over other students because you showed you’re seriously interested in their school. so, even if you’re taking an informal campus tour, make sure to stop in the admissions office and fill out one of those cards with your information. it’ll be added into their system as a touch point– and you’re already one step ahead!

TESTING

some things to remember:

  • the SAT and ACT are, for the most part, equally accepted by colleges.
  • certain schools may require an SAT subject test. make sure to check out programs you’re interested in so that you can prepare all of its requirements.
  • the SAT is a test of aptitude, while the ACT is more knowledge-based and straightforward. 
  • if you’re bright and a good test taker but maybe you don’t get the best grades, the SAT may be more fit for you.
  • if you’re more studious and focused on grades and retaining information you’ve learned in class, the ACT may be a better match. 
  • a guidance counselor recommends: take both tests once, and whichever you feel you performed better on, take it again. 
  • many colleges like to see growth in scores because it shows you’re really working towards something. this may change depending on the selectivity of the school, but consider this before only sending your best score. 
  • if you know what colleges you’re interested in, check and see what they prefer/require before taking the tests. most likely, you’ll save yourself a lot of time, effort, and money in the long run.

SO, WHEN SHOULD I BE DOING ALL OF THIS?

here’s a timeline of what was recommended for your junior year

October: 

  • take the PSAT again (this is the year that you can qualify for NMSQT). i’m not sure if this applies everywhere but i know where i live, this is a requirement.
  • if your school uses Naviance, make sure you have your login information. you should be using the tools it provides to research colleges and find out more about jobs you may be suited for.

November/December

  • take the ACT or SAT. if you’ve already taken the SAT, i suggest taking the ACT before doing the SAT again. 
  • this is around the time you should start visiting colleges if you haven’t already. if you can’t go to schools, look for information sessions and college fairs near you. if you’re on a college’s email list, they’ve likely sent you dates that they offer tours or perhaps are even hosting information sessions closer to you.

April/May/June

  • start asking for letters of recommendation!! many teachers give letters on a first-come-first-serve basis, so get ahead. usually you want to have 2-4 of these. think about programs and schools you may apply for, and think about what subject teachers may be most helpful in your application. also, check schools’ websites and see what they recommend/require. outside letters are also okay, if they’re from someone who knows you and your work ethic well. 
  • consider taking the SAT or ACT again. 
  • schedule your senior year. it’s no longer a time to slack off; colleges now look at your grades as late as third marking period. continue to challenge yourself, but also take electives that interest you to get a better idea of what careers you may want to pursue.
  • get the Common App essays from your guidance counselor. you should at least think about these over the summer to get an idea of what you’ll say in your application essays.

August

  • this is when the Common App is available for that year. many, but not all schools, use this. do your own research to decide if it’s a necessity for you.

MISC. TIPS

  • very few students partake in college interviews anymore. requesting and interview may set you apart from other students (touch point!), but it is definitely not required or even recommended by the vast majority of schools.
  • if you know you will be going to grad school or a higher ed program, think about where you want to concentrate your money. a cheaper but respected undergraduate school may be a great idea to save money for a great graduate school. (you probably don’t care where your doctor went for their undergrad, but where’d they go to med school?)
  • MAKE SURE YOU’RE MEETING YOUR SCHOOL’S GRADUATION REQUIREMENTS.
  • check to see what courses certain colleges recommend you take in high school. this may be a good way to plan the rest of your high school schedule, and also gauge whether or not you can achieve a college’s expectations.

anonymous asked:

Could you please do a Friends to Lovers for Ten? I really love the way you write NCT and I feel like you should write more for them! Love you mom, thanks bye!!!

it’s been some time since ive written for nct,,,but ten’s solo is amazing!!! here is some cute friends-to-lovers ten!!!!

  • you guys grew up as best friends in your highschool but when college came around,,,,ten moved to another city for university 
  • and like you know that that uni is his DREAM school and so ofc you did nothing but support him,,,,,,,,but the fear of becoming distant did kind of haunt you,,,,,
  • luckily tho ten would always text you and snapchat you and one weekend even invited you to come up and visit him on campus!!! which you agreed to because in all honesty you missed seeing ten in person
  • with his shining smile,,, vibrant personality,,,,you just missed being around his positive aura
  • and when you got to his dorm you quickly realized aLOT of people fell the same way
  • like ten had told you he’d take you on a tour of the campus (after hugging you for a straight 15 minutes and maybe JUST MAYBE shedding a tear or two) but the second you stepped out of his room
  • like five people greeted him??? the random person in the elevator did a handshake with him???? you guys weren’t even halfway through the quad and someone came up to ten to invite him to a party while another person told him they’d love to have him audition for this role in an upcoming play
  • and you could understand his popularity easily,,,,,,ten is an amazing person
  • but with every new friend that came up to him,,,,,,,,subconsciously you began to worry your best friend,,,,,,,might find someone better than you at this uni
  • but when ten turns to you, big smile on his face and he’s like “i really like it here!!!! the only thing that’s missing is that you’re not here with me!!!”
  • you can only grin back and go “yeah!! im happy for you, i really am!!”
  • and for the rest of the day you two hangout,,,, people coming and going to talk to ten and sometimes,,,it kind of felt like you were the odd one out,,,,,,
  • which is why when ten introduces you to his roommate johnny and says he needs to run out real quick to go get some notes from another person
  • you sit there in ten’s dorm, toying with the bracelet on your hand that ten gave you when he left,,,,,,,
  • when suddenly johnny clears his throat and you look up and he’s like “is everything ok??” and you shrug and you’re like “yeah,,,,,it’s fine,,,,,”
  • but johnny doesn’t seem to be buying it and he’s like “you know,,,,,,ten talks about you a lot. you probably feel awkward with me because you don’t know me at all,,,,,,,but ten has blabbed about you so much i feel like i personally know you???”
  • and you kind of sit up and you’re like ??? oh what has he said???
  • and johnny is like “well i know you guys both like the same music, apparently you met when you dance battled to a shinee song, you were there when ten got his 3rd ear piercing and then all the other ones, and you once helped him get noodles out of his hair after he fell asleep with his face in a bowl of ramen?”
  • and you can’t help but laugh because,,,,,,all of those are memories of you and ten,,,,,,,,dear memories that you always remember,,,,,and hearing that ten remembers too,,,,,,
  • it just makes you feel good
  • but johnny kind of shifts on his own bed and is like “not to be,,,,,,,noisy but can i ask you something?”
  • and you’re like sure??? and johnny is like “well im wondering,,,,,,,are you guys really just friends? the way ten talks about you,,,,,,,is special.”
  • and you’re taken back because?? special??? you ask johnny what he means and he’s like “sometimes when ten tells me about you,,,,,he gets really caught up in describing you,,,,,i think he’s told me that you’ve got eyes prettier than the stars like three hundred times and tbh friends don’t usually talk like that about other friends.”
  • and you’re at a loss for words because,,,,,,ten,,,,,ten talks about you like that,,,,,,,
  • but before you can ask johnny again ten comes back and jokingly goes “you didn’t tell them anything crazy right johnny???” and johnny grins but you’re sitting there,,,looking down at your hands,,,,,
  • and ten asks if everything is good and you force yourself to smile and nod
  • but that night,,,,,as you’re getting ready to head back home and ten is trying to pester you into staying overnight,,,,,,even saying he’ll sacrifice himself and sleep on the floor so you can have his bed
  • you look at ten’s hands that are holding yours,,,,,holding yours comfortably because you guys are best friends,,,,,,this is normal
  • but whys your heart beating??? and why can’t you think straight when you look at his face because instead of his words you can only focus on his pretty lips????
  • and you know once you leave you might not see ten for a long time so you suddenly drop your hands from his and ten stops talking and you swallow your fear and go “ten,,,,before i leave,,,,,,i want to know ,,,,are we just friends?”
  • and ten blinks, looking at you and he’s like “,,,,,,,we’re best friends?” and you’re like “is,,,,is that it?” and ten’s cheery, bright face suddenly turns serious and you look up into his dark eyes and he goes “do you want to be something more?”
  • and you’ve never asked yourself that,,,,,,do you want to be something more to ten,,,,,,but you two have been through so much and maybe the thought of him finding a new best friend was really just a cover up for him falling in love,,,,,,,and not with you
  • and you nod slowly,,,,,because you do want to be something more and suddenly ten’s warm palm is on your cheek and he’s leaning in and you can smell the familiar scent that always lingers from ten
  • and with a small whisper he says “me too.” and then you can’t believe it,,,,but ten is kissing you,,,,,,your best friend is kissing you,,,,,,
  • and it’s a kiss that makes you melt at your knees and you want to live in this moment forever because,,,,,you’ve waited so long for it
  • and when you pull back, ten’s hands pulling you toward him by the waist, smiling as he fixes your hair and you don’t even have to ask him because ten goes 
  • “you’re the only one for me. even if we’re apart, it’s always going to be you.” 

anonymous asked:

I really love your blog! Could you do Shinee as college students or their study habits?

hi anon! i love YOU

onew: 

  • everyone automatically assumed he was an upperclassman even as a freshman 
  • looks serious and pensive when he wears his glasses, still a dork tho
  • always in sweats bc he likes to be comfy 
  • never has meals??? someone pls swipe him 
  • never on campus bc naptime 
  • can catch him in the library tho he’s that kid trying to unwrap and eat a granola bar in the quiet part of the lib 
  • he would be embarrassed but otherwise his stomach will make whale mating calls and a crinkling wrapper is the lesser evil by far 

jonghyun: 

  • sick of hearing “working at starbucks” jokes bc he’s liberal arts
  • actually is part-time barista at starbucks on campus tho
  • always has at least two essays to write at all times but always chilling until deadlines 
  • around finals: “can you snort coffee”
  • so sleep deprived that he is on another plane of existence (”i can hear my heartbeat and i don’t think that’s something that should be happening”)
  • wears sunglasses everywhere and people think it’s because he’s just constantly hungover but no sometimes he just closes his eyes to nap for a few secs without anyone noticing 
  • go to every single event where they bring puppies to campus for stress relief 

key:

  • has a blanket and does work/read outside when the weather’s warm 
  • will turn down going out to finish homework….. and actually do homework
  • but also bingewatches netflix like it’s his job 
  • does not realize that sometimes he looks at the prof too intensely and like won’t blink??? for a really long time and they are sweating 
  • always featured in the uni brochure looking fly as hell (he keeps all of them and posts them on his wall but in an aesthetic way)
  • meticulous color coded notes!!! is he a person or a typewriter 
  • sticks out his tongue when he’s concentrating on studying 

minho: 

  • is always wearing some kind of school merch srsly the bookstore gets most of their money from choi sales 
  • also has a lot of other university merch bc he traded with friends 
  • a campus tour guide 
  • he knows all the history behind the buildings and when they were built and just wants the incoming students to feel welcome 
  • there is a GIANT blown up picture of him in the welcome center of him screaming at one of the football games 
  • he’s very proud of it and has taken a pic in front of it imitating himself (it’s his pro pic he’s never going to change it) 

taemin: 

  • always looks a little harassed bc he is once again late it’s just who he is as a person
  • can never remember where his classes are and it’s the end of the semester omg 
  • his phone background is his schedule 
  • eats an obscene amount in dining halls 
  • never raises his hand but when the prof calls on him bc they don’t think he’s paying attention he has really profound answers
  • when he was a frosh he had a legit map bc he was trying to find his building and a senior actually stopped and asked him if he was lost and helped him like he looked that helpless and sometimes he flashbacks to that moment randomly and it’ll probably haunt him for the rest of his life

since a lot of people are requesting college AUs i’m thinking of maybe doing a more extended version for each member later on! 

an everyday spring conversation

I wrote a little drabble about your Elsewhere University. I hope it does justice! (Warning: profanity).

“These poor kids are gonna be eaten alive.” Rhea flaps a hand towards the high schoolers touring campus, but her attention is focused on her packet of fruit snacks. She shakes it violently. “Dammit, I can’t get this peach unstuck.”

Ivo reaches over, plucking the gummy from the package. He pops it into his mouth. It’s a little stale, and he has to bite down hard to split it into pieces. “You’re a freshman, Rhee. You didn’t know shit when you showed up.”

Rhea brings a hand to her chest, mock-scandalized. “Wow, talking shit and stealing my fruit snacks! We’re not friends.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Ivo rolls his eyes. “You’re so melodramatic.”

“Maybe, but they really are gonna get fucked up.”

“Like you almost did? I saved your ass.” Ivo curves his lips into the lazy smirk he knows she hates. She grumbles something unintelligible, and he grins, showing off white teeth. He cups a hand to his ear. “What was that? I didn’t hear you.”

She shoves his shoulder roughly, blushing a little. “Don’t be an ass.”

Ivo throws his head back and laughs. The sun is bright. He almost can’t believe that it’s already time for the tours. If he didn’t have a semester’s worth of his organic chemistry notes laid out in front of him, he might think that the gentry were just fucking with their heads again. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

“You know, Mallory was fucking around with one of them a couple weeks ago.”

Ivo hums - not disinterested, but not fully focused. He highlights another line of text. “Was she?”

“Yeah, I heard it was real bad. You know how the damn linguistics students are.”

He lets out a soft snort. “True. Do you remember Glenn?”

Rhea throws her head back, cackling. “He fucking threw his iron rings out the window because he was horny! Like, come on. That’s some next level thirst.”

Ivo looks up from his notes, grinning. Rhea’s laugh is infectious. Despite how high maintenance watching a freshman is, that damn laugh caught him, and he was hooked. He taught her to make salt lines, to always wear iron, to buy soaps at the market down the street and to not ask what’s in them. Now she’s all grown up. Oddly, he feels rather like a parent watching their child leave the nest.

“May I sit?”

Ivo’s eyes snap up. It’s a boy, tall and willowy. He has frog eyes.

“Of course,” Ivo says, and Rhea scoots over to make space. Always be polite. The boy ignores the new space, though, and balances on the bench arm, just next to Ivo. He gives him a grin that seems to show an impossible number of teeth.

“Not to intrude on your conversation, but I rather liked Glenn,” the boy says, eyes glinting. “He was honest, and a treat while he lasted.”

“I thought he was kind of a dick,” Rhea says, flicking through sheets in her portfolio. She doesn’t seem to realize what she’s said. The gentry’s eyes narrow.

“What’s that?” he asks, significantly less pleasant. He points towards it with a long fingernail.

Rhea tugs out a sheet with sketches autumn trees on it. She doesn’t make eye contact when she passes it over Ivo to the boy. “It’s my portfolio.”

The boy brightens significantly. “Do you do people?” He inspects the drawing, holding it in different angles in the light.

“Yeah, I do.”

He turns to Rhea with a wide grin. “Will you do me?”

Without any hesitation, she pulls out a sheet of thick paper. “Do you want me to draw you in this form, or…?” She lets her question trail off. The boy’s grin grows.

“Could you do it like this?” He smiles for her, and for a sliver of a second he is incredibly inhuman, with long horns and wide eyes that are too far apart. Rhea doesn’t flinch. Instead, she summons an eraser and a set of colored pencils from practically nowhere and begins to sketch from memory. For a moment, there is peaceful silence, and Ivo highlights another phrase.

“So, who’re you?”

Ivo looks up. The question stems more from boredom than from real curiosity, but he can’t leave it unanswered. “I’m Eye.”

“I’m See. How funny!” The gentry laughs a laugh without humor. “I’ll tell you what mine’s short for if you tell me what yours is short for.”

It’s not as if it’s his real name, anyways. “I’m Ivo.”

This earns him a pleased smile. “I’m Catahecassa.”

“That’s a nice name.”

“Of course it is. I wouldn’t settle for one that wasn’t nice.”

Ivo suppresses a sigh. The fae are always so vain.

“Excited to terrorize the newbies?” Ivo asks, waving a hand at the tour group that is somehow still in the courtyard. At least four overexcited high schoolers have their hands raised.

“Hell yeah,” Catahecassa chuckles, stretching. His shoulders pop unnaturally in their sockets. “These idiots don’t even know to wear their socks inside out. It’s fun to watch them try to figure out what the fuck is happening. You know, one of them has already fallen into the time fold by the fountain. The damn swamp hag his having a free-for-all.”

“Which one?”

“The one who lives in the time fold. Duh. I hate that bitch. Her hair is a fucking wreck.”

Ah, yes. The one who lives in the time fold. Excuse Ivo for not knowing how to do fucking origami with the time-space continuum, and for not knowing every swamp hag. Goddamn.

“It can’t be as bad as that spirit who haunted the tap in the lab last year.”

Catahecassa lets out a disdainful snort. “Ugh, he was an idiot. ‘Wah, the chemistry students don’t like me!’ Newsflash, asshole. Nobody likes you.”

“He almost gave me an aneurysm when I was cleaning out flasks.”

This earns a snicker. “The only thing he was good for.” He gives Ivo an up and down, curling his lip. “Chemistry majors are scum.”

Before Ivo can say something stupid, Rhea reaches out. “I’m finished,” she says, her paper covered in colors.

Ivo can’t really see it before Catahecassa takes it, but it makes the gentry’s face truly light up. “I do look good with that kind of horns. I fucking knew it.” Without so much as a thank you, he stands and leaves, walking impossibly smoothly. Not even Heelys could make someone walk that smooth.

“Well,” Rhea says, turning to Ivo with a grin. “I’m glad he liked it.”

 [x]

Scott McCall AU (part 2)

PART TWO

Plot: Any permanent mark your soulmate gets, you get. Along with a distinct, unique tattoo that appears after an important moment in your soulmate’s life, however, you have no idea how you get away clean

A/N: Sorry it’s late haha, but I actually really got into writing this part, so it’s kinda long (9 pages long). Also… I’m not sure how long this Scott series is going to last but based on how this one went, I’m betting not very long. Anyways, enjoy and give me some feedback! Also, just so you guys know I started part 3 last night!

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He’s Hot and Nice and My Son Set Us Up

Originally posted by bxckyrogers

He’s Hot and Nice and My Son Set Us Up

Logan Howlett X Reader

Written by: Hannah

Prompt(s): Prompt for Logan X Reader. Reader is a woman in her mid-late twenties who is human but a single mother to an off-looking mutant seven year old boy. She takes him to the school, hoping he’ll have a place there, and the first person she meets is Logan. She seems attracted to him, and is very curious about him in general, but she doesn’t think he could ever like someone whose life is such a mess. But her son is DETERMINED to set them up…

Notes: Ok so I know I don’t say it much but I’ve always loved Logan??? SO HAVE SOME LOGAN! Also, for everyone else reading, I tried to keep it a little more vague so they felt included.

Warning(s): Light use of language.

Being a single mother was one of the hardest things that (y/n) had ever done. Is still doing, to be exact. It’s even harder when you’re a human with a young mutant child whose powers let themselves be known early in the physical manner. He had been kicked out of his school due to it. Very stressful, very stressful indeed.

Xaviers Institute was one of the best things (y/n) had heard of. Yes, it was going to be hard to leave their young son in the hands of others, but those others were more than capable to handle him. Far more than (y/n) was, anyways. The good part, at least, was that their son was excited, jumping about and gathering the last of his things that morning. He was excited to see and meet new people and environments. (y/n) was sad to see him go.

***

They were a little early, about ten minutes. (y/n)’s son stood still, practically crackling with nervous yet excited energy. He held their hand, squirming slightly when all the kids passed by to get to their next class. A bigger man, burly, with hair on his arms, stopped talking to a white haired woman and looked over at (y/n). He gave a smile and walked over.

“Are you Miss (l/n)?” He asked, hands on his hips. (y/n) nodded. Damn. To be honest, this guy was hot. Like. Hot. Their son noticed and giggled, going to stand in front of his mother.

“Ah, yes, I am. My name is (y/n) (l/n) and this is my son, Jackson. I’m… I talked to Professor Xavier over the phone, so I’m guessing you’re not him?” They asked gently. Logan shook his head.

“Nah, I’m not. My name’s Logan. Chuck is teaching a class right now. Actually, he’s done but probably talking to any students who stayed after. You are a little early, but that isn’t bad. He’ll be here in a few minutes if you need to talk to him.”

“I do have a few questions but I can wait to ask him.” (y/n) answered. Logan was extremely attractive. Also, (y/n) couldn’t help but be interested in what the man’s power might be. But there was no way on Earth that he would be interested in them, especially being a single parent who’s about to leave their son at the Institute. Said son giggled and took a step forward.

“I’m Jackson. I think mom likes you.” He grinned, bright pearly teeth, even though one of his front teeth was missing. (y/n) flushed a deep red and laughed softly, pulling their son back.

“Sorry, he’s always like this. It’s nothing really-”

“Nah it’s alright. I like you too, lady. How about I give you and your son the tour of the campus. Lunch is straight afterwards so you’ll be able to see the professor then. Sound good?” Logan asked as he turned towards the door out of the foyer. (y/n), still flushed a deep red, nodded bashfully and let their son drag them out the door. Logan and (y/n) walked closely throughout the campus.

(y/n) never got to ask the professor their question.

***

It wasn’t uncommon for parents to visit their children. Well, actually it was a little uncommon, but the parents who did care often visited on weekends where nothing was going on. (y/n) sat in the backyard, a tree overhead them and their son as they chatted over a picnic. Also, Logan was there, but he was happy and silent.

It had been a few years since Jackson had first stepped foot into Xavier’s Institute. Over the years he never failed to set up his mother and Logan, who always went along with his schemes and bonded over them, even if their talk was small. They slowly sat closer and closer together. Which would explain how they were now, practically in each other’s lap.

Logan shifted and wrapped his arms around (y/n)’s waist and pulled them closer. ___ had run off in a promise to be back in a few minutes as he went to chat with one of his friends over some important young teenage business. Logan took this time to nuzzle himself all over (y/n), who laughed.

“Logan what are you doing?” They giggled.

“Loving you, what else?”

“I don’t know. Just thought there was a thing against too much PDA for the younger kids.” (y/n) sighed. Logan scoffed and pulled (y/n) impossibly closer.

“Fuck that. Xavier can kiss my ass.”

“I HEARD THAT!” Charles shouted from his open office window just across the yard. Logan rolled his eyes as (y/n) promptly burst into a crackling giggling fit, causing Logan to grip them harder.

“I love you.” Logan grumbled with a happy smile. (y/n) calmed down with a sigh, “I love you too, Logan. Now come on, let’s separate before Professor Xavier wheels down here and does it himself.” Logan mumbled another fuck that before scooting over, Charles at the top of the ramp leading down to the yard.  (y/n) and Logan held hands for the rest of the evening, talking and playing with Jackson as though they had an eternity.

Tears Are What Makes You Human

I’m the one they tell stories about.

Never more than a hushed voice, or a hurried whisper in passing, but I know. In my classes I always have at least one spot open on either side of me. In line at the cafeteria the older students look back to make sure they aren’t taking the last thing they think I might want. I know no one’s birth name, not even those I might consider a friend.

I know exactly when the change was too, in how my fellow students view me.

My dormmate had disappeared for a night before returning, pupils a little too slitted to not be like Them, but who was I to say anything? The change was not unusual at campus, and Hay had been more depressed than before anyway. Staying out late, carrying more candy than iron or salt.

No one said art majors weren’t already a little Lost.

We had never really gotten along greatly, but he had been a grounding presence for me, an easy source of chatter to draw me out of the math calculations that consumed me. I don’t know why I chose Elsewhere U as my university, seeing as I had planned on being a civil engineer, but I had been drawn into the beauty of it when I toured the campus. Our group of 15 had returned as a group of 16, but details.

After Not Hay had taken over, I noticed small things. Batteries missing from my calculators, thrown in the waste bin and covered with crumpled papers. All the fruit gone from our shared mini fridge, replaced with food that looked a little too ripe for the season. I started eating at the cafeteria more often after that. My side of the room was always left untouched, but I still left more ramen seasoning packets under my pillow and in my dresser. July had told me it was better to be safe than sorry, words that campus lived by.

Not Hay would try and help me with my homework sometimes in exchange for me playing a small tune my Nana had taught me on a fiddle that had been passed through generations, but they weren’t much help. I always told them I appreciated the effort though, a small nod of my head that could be interpreted as a bow.

But that’s not why I’m the one they tell stories about.

The finals for the first semester of the year had creeped up on me, resulting in many nights staying awake on at my desk fueled by nothing but energy drinks and cafe mochas as I worked on advanced quantum physics questions. I had just wanted to build bridges, not understand how the universe worked on a quark scale. I could tell I was upsetting Not Hay by the icy looks I felt on my back. Not that Not Hay slept.

I don’t remember how long I was in the library before, or how I got so far back in between the shelves of books whose names I couldn’t pronounce, but I had found a desk and an outlet, and honestly what more did a university student need as they crammed for their final that was worth 75% of their grade.

I had been working over the same problem for over an hour, several steps needed to find the final value but I was stuck on the very first one. I could have been muttering to myself, or maybe They had just sensed my panic. I hadn’t spoken to anyone in several days, even if I had seen Not Hay most of the time. Not Hay never seemed to speak while I was in the room, something I had been thankful for at the time.

“Are you alright?”

The voice had started me so badly I had marked up my paper with a twitch of my pen. I remember trying to find my voice, knowing it was rude to leave a question unanswered. The girl in front of me seemed to take my silence as an answer anyway. She had looked over my station of worn down pencils, crumpled up papers, and my long empty coffee mug I had taken to stabbing in distracted worry, intelligent eyes scanning my notes before looking at me again. Her freckles reminded me of constellations, the way they appeared and disappeared across her pale skin like stars.

“Are you happy?”

Her voice seemed to come from behind me, even as I was facing her. Looking back, she could have been trying to get me to make a deal with her, but at the time all I could do was cry. No one had asked me if I was happy for years, my family pushing me to follow the lineage of engineers before me and my classmates too caught up in their own studies to notice.

I didn’t answer again, instead letting my head fall to the desk as I sobbed. A cold hand was placed on the crown of my head cautiously. That was all the invitation I had needed before I had thrown myself at the girl and sobbed in her arms.

I missed my final.

Not that it would have mattered.

I had cried myself to sleep, for once not dreaming of failing out of school, but instead of a tall and spindly creature with hair as fine as spun silver and eyes as white as snow. They soothed me, the same voice as the girl from before ringing through my ears. When I woke up I was much closer to the entrance of the library than I had been before, my textbook and notebooks stacked neatly and my coffee cup gone.

I looked at my notes, unable to read anything.

I don’t know if it had been a curse for dirtying Their clothes with my tears, or a pitied gift meant to free me in exchange for my tears, but either way I grew to be grateful for it.

I switched majors after a brief conversation with a guidance counselor. I could still do everything up to basic calculus, and so decided I’d look at teaching careers instead. I had always liked children, and the small town at the bottom of the hill had opened a new primary school suddenly.

But that’s not why I am the one they tell stories about.

They tell stories about me because I had been given the Sight when the Fair One had taken my ability to cry.

I have been having lovely conversations with Not Hay lately. About riddles and dances, all smiles and twisted words as students hurry by us, pretending not to hear the hiss in our voices.

[x]

{Special} College!AU Jackson

{warning: mentions of drinking}

  • major: dance performance & choreography 
  • minor: chinese studies 
  • sports: captain of the fencing team and very very very proud of it
  • clubs: choreographs for the schools modern dance club and hiphop dance club (sometimes he performs with them too), is a on-campus tour guide on the weekends
  • jackson wang is honest to god the most kind and positive person anyone has ever meet and like everyone tells him that. all the time. because it’s like you meet him and in exactly 4.56 seconds after that you want him to be your best friend. it’s his charm. his DNA is structured that way. it’s plain damn science
  • and the best part about it is,jackson wang wants to be your best friend too! esp if you laugh along with his albit corny jokes or you compliment his hair or you tell him he looks like he’s really strong i.e. jackson is a sucker for compliments and not afraid to show it
  • and sure there are some salty, ugly, lonely people who have started to dislike him because of his loud personality - but all those people can’t dare say a word because mark, jacksons best friend and roommate, will come for them along with literally every other student on campus and even the president of the uni
  • because you bet jackson is on a first name basis with even the president. not to mention all other faculty in and out of his major
  • speaking of his major, he does choreography because he really likes to dance and along with his natural leadership he’s always the person in class to ask questions, share his opinions, and basically not be afraid to take risks
  • the freshmen in the dance major basically cling to him for dear life because he’s always sweet and helping. and also if he ever sees anyone try to bully them he’s always the first to stand up against it
  • and the upperclassmen will be like “jackson, it’s fine. all freshman have to clean up the practice studio - it’s a tradition to help learn respect” and jackson, vigorously wiping the practice mirror and scrubbing the floors is like “um no. you learn respect through hard work in class, not chores. now hand me the windex” 
  • he has the same mindset when he’s coaching the fencing team. like even the newest additions or people who just wanna try and see if the sport is for them, jackson is encouraging and helpful and never ever demeaning 
  • and god is he energetic at actual competitions like the team doesn’t have a mascot, because jackson IS THE MASCOT like he’s the leader and everyone is like “you need to come off mature and seri-” jackson standing on the top of the bleachers; “MY TEAM? MY KIDS? BEST IN THE W O R L D”
  • there’s no point in the team even getting embarrassed about it anymore they just cheer along w him like “YES we’RE HIS KIDS!!!!!”
  • mark and jinyoung are jackson’s like. filters 
  • like most of jackson’s classes are based around dance and technique so it’s all very physical but he had to take chinese calligraphy for his minor and mark took it with him JUST so he could make sure jackson didn’t accidentally knock over ink out of excitement or get into a debate w one of the other students about which is better to eat at dim sum: char siu or siu app (bbq pork or roasted duck)
  • his side job as the on-campus tour guide is like the reason people even enroll in this college. like he makes the whole experience fun and it’s more like a trip to the movies than a tour around campus because jackson is so funny like ????
  • but he did once try to imitate the head of the dance departments nasally voice and got caught by ….the head of the dance dept who was standing behind him like “jackson………….”
  • is friends w literally someone from every major so it’s funny he’s always busy hanging out or doing a favor for someone. like he was in one of hyuk’s films, he helped hoshi with some line-reading in theater, was a model for some of hakyeon’s clothes, tried to help wonho with his chinese before he went abroad, even goes to the museum with jaebum sometimes even tho all he does is imitate the old greek sculptures and jaebum is like god why did i bring you again…..
  • tl;dr: jackson is the shining sun on campus like he shows up to class and is like HEEEEY and everyone is like hEEEEEY and he goes around high fiving everyone and idk how he even gets any sleep he always has plans with someone
  • but even with his fluffy and fun personality, when he choreographs and performs he’s super serious. and people expect him to only want to do like hiphop routines, but he’s done work with ballet majors, modern dance majors, even latin dances. 
  • and he’s by no means not academically intelligent, he took a science of movement class and was so good the teacher thought he should go on to study medicine, he doesn’t tell a lot of people but he was even accepted to an ivy in america when applying to colleges but decided not to go 
  • like jackson wang is the whole package: cute as hell, passionate as hell, smart as hell, and …….and just the most considerate angelic presence like
  • but anyway you know jackson because you work the same shifts as him on the campus tour and like. you’re not super close but jackson and you hangout with youngjae and like bambam to go eat and talk about video games or whatever. and like when you guys both punch-in to work he like ruffles your hair to say hello and you guys have some inside jokes
  • but like you don’t ever have deep meaningful talks and it’s not like you’ve known each other for years
  • it’s just casual and light
  • but when you guys host a tour together and you hear someone say something like “that guys so annoying…” “is he older than us? he’s acting like a kid.” “i wish he would shut up i can’t stand his voice already”
  • and it irks you because ,,,ok jackson can be a bit much sometimes but his excitement about sharing his school with new people like ???? that isn’t something to get so damn mean over
  • and you know jackson can hear them too, and you always want to say something to make them stop but jackson somehow beats you to it and just grabs your wrist like “oh!! we should tell them about the art department, right???” and you can only waver a smile and nod
  • but then one day,,,,,,it changes 
  • instead of someone saying something about jackson - this time it’s about you
  • and it’s something gross like an invasive comment on your physical appearance and once you hear it you can only clench your teeth and walk a little faster so you’re not beside the person who said it
  • but once you’re up in front, you hear someone shout and the group stops and you turn to see that jackson’s fell behind and has the person who said the nasty thing about you by the shirt collar and automatically you feel this is bad
  • you run over and you’re like “jackson, it’s not worth it-”
  • but jackson just looks at the guy and is like “apologize.” but ofc the jerk just rolls his eyes and is like “for what?” and jackson’s jaw tightens and you’re like oh no
  • but he just says “apologize” again but the jerk just pushes jackson’s hand off and is like “why would i, you know what i said is true, like you haven’t thought about i-”
  • and that’s when jackson just, snaps
  • and you’re too late to hold him back but he pins the guy to the wall and he doesn’t hit him - jackson isn’t prone to that - but he just brings his face close and he’s like “is that how you talk about people? is that how you talk about other people’s bodies, like you own them? that’s disgraceful, did your parents raise you like this?”
  • and although jackson hasn’t hurt the guy, it is obvious from the way jackson’s jaw is clenched and his hand is tightly grasping the guys collar that there is a  fine line being walked
  • and the guy just cowers because ,,,, jackson can look quite intimidating when he’s not smiling and laughing and he’s just like stuttering and you’re like “jackson, let him go - please you could get in trouble”
  • and you’re tugging on jackson’s shirt, basically begging him and jackson holds the dude for a bit longer before finally letting him go
  • and the jerk like slides to the floor trying to catch his breath but before jackson turns to leave you hear the guy call jackson a slur and you straight up turn around and decide that maybe you should just knock this guy out yourself but jackson puts a hand around your waist and  tugs you back from walking forward and whispers that you’re right you both could get in trouble
  • and with that the tour ends and you apologize to the people for what happened, even though you really shouldn’t have to. jackson tries to apologize too but you stop him because if anything you don’t want them to remember his name or face and report him
  • but…………..the minute you get back to hand in your clipboards and stuff the senior who runs the program is like “jackson, you need to be seen by admissions department head.”
  • and you’re like dreading the worst and you run up to the senior and you’re like “let me go with him and explain-” but he just shakes his head and when you turn back jackson gives you a sad smile and is like it’s fine. ill get going
  • and you panic on your way to your dorm thinking up the worst things that could happen to jackson: probation? suspension? dismissal? 
  • and your head is spinning so much that you decide that you can’t go home you have to wait for jackson and so you call bambam and ask which dorm jackson is in
  • and when you show up, a very surprised mark opens the door and he knows you ofc but he’s like ?????what are you doing here
  • and you’re like “can i come in, jackson isn’t back right??” and you tell mark what happened and he’s like “aish that hot-head….but he didn’t hit him right?” and you’re like no, but he shoved him against a wall…..and marks like “let’s just hope for the best- ok?”
  • but you’re sitting and fumbling with your fingers nervously and you can’t sit still and when the door unlocks and jackson opens it looking sullen 
  • mark gets up and tries to say something along the lines of “what were you thinking” but you run into jackson, almost head-butting him to the damn floor 
  • and you’re on the verge of crying now because you’re like “jackson, jackson, jackson what happened? this is all my fault, i should have stopped you. jackson oh my god are you going to have to drop out? are you going to have to transfer? jackson please i can’t have you leave plea-”
  • and jackson grabs your shoulders and he’s like “hey hey calm down! im not getting kicked out, im just not allowed to be a campus tour guide anymore.” and you’re like sniffling and he’s grinning down at you
  • and you’re like “don’t…..don’t lie, it has to be worse than that?” and jackson just laughs and smooths his hair with one hand and he’s like “nah, everyone knows id never physically hurt the guy and when i told them what he said-”
  • jackson pauses and he looks at you again, sighing he drops his shoulders and he’s like
  • “im sorry he said that to you. i wish i could have covered your ears and protected you.” 
  • and you’re like kafnovier whERE ARE YOu coming from apologizing nothing is your fault it’s mine- and jackson’s like nOOO it’s not your fault either honestly if i could have i would have snapped his neck but-
  • and mark in the back is watching you and jackson argue over apologizing and he’s just like (: to himself because…….this spark between you two………..hmmm…..HMMMM
  • and you and jackson forget mark is even there LMAO you’re just like “since the punishment isn’t too bad, let’s go eat to forget all this happened. maybe drink too.” and jackson is like call let’s go
  • and he throws an arm around you and you guys set off and as you disappear down the hall, mark opens the group chat and he’s like “yall. i think jackson might finally do it.”
  • immediately everyone’s like “oh ask out the other tour guide he likes (you)” and mark’s just like ^_^ emoji
  • you and jackson have this favorite little place down the corner from the campus and it’s open till like 3 am so you guys settle in and order lots of meat and some beer and jackson’s just like telling you about what happened when he was called in and how he tried to make a joke to lighten the mood but it didn’t work
  • and somehow the topic changes into something else and jackson tells you about the upcoming fencing competition and you tell him about stuff going on in your major
  • and jackson does this really funny impersonation of the head of your majors department 
  • and subtly, so much so that you don’t even notice it, jackson keeps filling your plate with food because he wants you to eat 
  • and as you do he’s like “you eat so cutely, i love it” and you blush and jackson’s like fvksldeg and takes a drink of his beer to hide it
  • but also like,,,,,yall are progressively getting more and more tipsy
  • and one of the ladies comes over to give you guys some water and she’s like “young love is so nice these days” and neither you or jackson even protest you both just smile
  • and jackson finally leans over the table and he’s like “im actually kinda upset about losing the campus tour guide job” and you’re like “why it pretty much sucks” and jackson wipes at his mouth with his sleeve and you roll your eyes and lean over to wipe it off with an actual napkin
  • and as you’re close jackson is just like “it sucks because i won’t get to see your face anymore. i really like it. your face.”
  • and jackson’s voice gets low for a bit and you freeze up and he grins, showing his white teeth and he reaches out to run his finger down your cheek and he’s like
  • “i like you. that guy……today……the asshole……what he said was so fucked up……..but because he said it towards you….i just……..i….” and he makes like a motion with his hand and he’s like “i lost it…….”
  • and you swallow a bit because,,,,because is this a confession?? and you’re like
  • “jackson are you just drunk or-” and he’s like shaking his head furiously like “nononono im not just,,saying this i …..just want you to know i like so bad……………”
  • and with that he closes his eyes and smiles and you’re like,,,,well your heart is beating like crazy because jackson wang just told he liked you 
  • but you don’t have time to dwell because jackson is falling asleep fast and you’re like ldcbvljvoermd i can’t carry him back to school jackson wake up pls
  • and finally you end up going back to school with jackson’s arm around you for support and his head keeps falling into the crook of your neck and when you get him back to his dorm safely jackson is like wait a minute
  • and he takes your hand and a pen from his backpocket and scribbles some numbers on your arm and he’s like ‘tomorrow……..text me…..your answer’ and you’re like ????answer and he’s like ‘if…if you like me too…’
  • and with that he stumbles through his door and you awkwardly nod to mark whose like (——: from inside
  • and the next morning you’re like ow because your head hurts a bit when you wake up from drinking but then you’re also like…looking @ your phone like………right. i need to answer jackson
  • and you don’t know what to say like obviously you like him back. of course. probably for as long as you can remember you’d just been surpressing it because like it’s jackson everyone likes him he has so many people to choose from
  • but he chose you!!! and you’d be lying if you said that doesn’t make you feel special but also like,,,,how do you just text someone ‘yes let’s date’
  • which is what you type you write out ‘yes let’s date’ but then you delete it bUT onLY UP UNTIL YES AND theN you ACCIDENTALLY PRESS SEND
  • so you stare down at your phone and you just wrote ‘yes’ and you’re so embarrassed like yes???????? what the hell????? he’s gonna think you’re so du-
  • but then you get a message back in like 3 seconds and it’s REALLY?!??!?!!??!!
  • followed by 905845 heart emojis
  • followed by 9458042 kissing faces emojis
  • followed by ‘you’re not joking right????’
  • followed by ‘of course you’re not!!!!’
  • followed by ‘meet me outside the campus gym today at 4′
  • followed by ‘IM SO HAPPY’
  • followed by another 94558 heart emojis
  • and you can’t help but laugh into your pillow because WOW even over text wang jackson is loud but you love it
  • and at 4 you’re there and you’re looking around for jackson when someone yells surprise! from behind and you turn to see him standing there with a huge bouqet of flowers and he’s still in his fencing uniform and you’re like ??!?? are these for me
  • and jackson’s like “who else??” and then you hear a whole bunch of whistling only to see the entire fencing team sticking their heads out of the gym like “YESSS CAPTAIN GET ITTTTT” ones of them is like “WANG JACKSON? WANG ROMANTIC~~~~~” 
  • and you’re embarrassed, hiding your face behind the flowers and jackson is all smiles wrapping a hand around your waist and he’s like “shall we?”
  • and you’re like “jackson” and he’s like hmmmm staring into your eyes with all the love in the world and you’re like ‘you’re still in your uniform’ and he’s like rIGHT ILL CHANGE AND THEN we shall go
  • your first date is literally to the park where jackson pulls a picnic blanket out of his duffel bag and tells you that he’ll run to go buy some snacks from a nearby convenience store
  • and he returns like 10 minutes later, arms full of sweet things that he all gives to you and you’re like “which candy do you want for yourself???” and he’s like “it’s ok! i bought organic fruit slices!” that he pulls out of his bag as well and you’re like wow. health god
  • jackson flexing and wiggling his eyebrows: ikr
  • and it’s so calming and relaxing jackson asks you a million questions about your family, friends, your dreams, your favorite kind of dog it’s all fun and sweet
  • and it is never boring because jackson puts effort into the conversation and into making you laugh like no one has ever done before
  • and at some point he’s like “wanna ride a couple bike?” and you’re like skdhgfle isn’t that way too cheesy and jackson is like pLEASE cheesy is my middle name let’s go
  • and tbh jackson does all the pedaling, you try but you can’t keep up and he’s like “this is such a good work out!!!” so instead you just enjoy the breeze and his company
  • and when you’re done jackson insists you guys take a photo together on a bench and even though he’s so open with skinship he actually asks before putting his arm around you and when he takes a photo he’s like “im sending this to my mom”
  • and you’re like oH MY GOD NO take another one i need to look good for her and jackson is like “you always look good??”
  • jackson makes you wear his snapback on the walk home because it’s cold and you didn’t bring a hat and he’s worried now
  • walks you to your dorm and kisses your forehead goodbye and you get pouty because you wanted a kiss on the lips
  • but you don’t say anything except you text him like a lil flirty thing like ‘your kiss was cute, but next time ~~ go all in~~’
  • and at breakfast the next day jackson runs into the campus cafe, turns you around in a flurry and kisses you right on the lips in front of e v e r y o n e
  • your friend drops her damn tray of food she’s so shock (hint: im the friend)
  • and jackson is like “love, i want to stay and look at you some more but i have dance practice so ill text you!! miss you already” and he zooms out
  • and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,wow and everyone is like yOURE DATING WANG JACKSON and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,you’re still like wow
  • and tbh jackson’s kisses are nonstop when he’s with you he just cannot keep his hands off you he is so affectionate that he keeps body contact with you at all times. holding your hand, holding your waist, holding the small of your back, playing with your hair, kissing your lips, kissing your neck, kissing the back of your palm, resting his head on your lap, asking you to play with his hair
  • like if he’s near you he needs to touch you and you don’t mind because he’s gentle and he’s never aggressive about anything unless he gets jealous like then a bit of it comes out like the way he kisses you changes to something more needy
  • but he’s never…….scary you know, he’s always safe and open with his emotions. unless someone says something to you - then it’s a whole different aura and he isn’t afraid to speak more harshly and show off his strength to make sure they think twice about ever messing with the love of his life again
  • but other than that, smiley boyfriend who once did aegyo so you’d kiss him and you were like clenching your  fist and he was like “ok ok ok no aegyo i got it ill just do the squirtle smile you love so much hehehe”
  • mark and jinyoung are so thankful that their duties as jackson’s personal safe-keepers is now in your hands except you love it 
  • because you love jackson and sure sometimes you have to hold his face and be like “sweetie, calm down - you know yugyeom didn’t mean to eat your lunch he just didn’t pack his own. shh no you shouldn’t swap his shampoo with glue, just look at me ok we’ll go get you a nice healthy salad”
  • and jackson is actually more calm when you’re around, mostly because his attention is always on you like nothing else matters to him if you’re in front of him jb says you put jackson into a trance
  • when you’re sad, jackson does anything. literally ANYTHING. to cheer you up and it always works because he’s so silly but so so SOOOOO sweet
  • like he goes from doing ugly faces and dances to serenading you quietly against your ear 
  • treats you like royalty as in pampers you in gifts even when you’re like jackson!!! don’t spend money on me!! like he gonna do it anyway he loves you to death
  • like once he got you a ring that had both your names engraved in it and like couple rings cheesy corny whatever but it was so pretty and you and jackson haven’t taken them off since
  • also jackson comes back to the dorm wiped out after practice and he’ll lay down and if you come over to visit you climb into his lap and you’re like “want me to make you feel better?” and jackson’s like sitting up like what do you mean but you just push him back down and wink
  • and the sock on the door tells mark that he should go back to the library because you and jackson are busy
  • but there was that one time he walked in and heard the shower running and he thought it was just jackson but then he heard you???? moan???? and he was like GTG FAST
  • jackson turning of the water and getting up off his knees like ‘did you heard the door shut?’ you, about to wrap your arms around his neck: ‘no, now kiss me’
  • jackson flaunting the marks you left on his neck and pretending he’s not but it’s so obvious he’s just like “these aren’t mosquito bites” to youngjae and youngjae’s like hYUNG PL E A S E
  • you come to jackson’s dance performance and you see him doing stretches and practicing so diligently and you swoon about it like wOW so handsome and you think he doesn’t see you but when jimin goes over to say hi to you jackson like teleports to your side like “ah so you’ve met MY s/o jimin (——:’ 
  • the fencing team loves you because you keep making handmade banners for them when you go to watch them and one of them literally has jackson’s face screenprinted onto it and everyone’s like “hyung look!!!” and jackson sees you waving it and shoots hearts at you from below and everyone there is like CORNY SO CORNY but yall are in your own universe 
  • you call jackson “jiaer” when he does something that makes you upset and he’s like “oh no, you used my real name im in trouble”
  • his mom texts you about jackson’s well being and when jackson found out he was like you TEXT MY MOM WHAT HAS SHE TOLD YOU and you’re just like “let’s just say i know that little jackson liked being called his mama’s lil jiaozi (steamed dumpling)”
  • jackson: don’t tell anyone
  • you: ok. except i already told mark
  • jackson: YOU TOLD YI EN OF ALL PEOPLE
  • you and jackson walking by, mark from somewhere: hey y/n. hey…..dumpling
  • jackson: mark you better RUN 

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