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right where you left me — p. jongseong
pairing / non-idol!jay x fem!reader
genre / angst, a bit of fluff at the very start, lovers to strangers, forced marriage au :(
warnings / like, one cuss word..., usage of y/n, i think that's it^^
synopsis / jay always said he'd marry you one day, until suddenly he breaks it off claiming he 'found someone else'. months later, on the day of his wedding, you find a letter slipped under the door of your apartment from none other than the groom to be himself.
author's note / dedicated to my jay obsessed best friend!
“I’m going to marry you one day,” your boyfriend, Jay, said softly with a smile on his face as he shifted in his position lying down together with you on his bed to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.
You and Jay have been together for almost two years, and it’s been nothing short of pure bliss. Sure, like any other couple, you two would have the occasional arguments — but rest assured Jay would come knocking on your door with a bouquet and stuffed toy in hand while he asks for your forgiveness.
You let out a light laugh before pressing your lips into a tight smile. “As if your parents would allow that,” you told him as-a-matter-of-factly.
Jay was rich, to put it short. His parents were CEOs of different companies that their parents before them passed down for multiple generations. You, on the other hand, lived a normal and comfortable life. But apparently, it didn’t seem to be enough.
After you met his parents, Jay assured you that they just put up a cold front. Both of you knew he was lying through his teeth.
Jay shook his head. “I don’t care about them. I only want you,” he said before pressing a kiss to your forehead.
A tear rolled down your face as you recalled this memory. It’s only been a year since that sweet exchange of words that you thought secured your relationship for good. You hate how you were wrong.
You let out a dry laugh. “I— I don’t get what you’re talking about. Was it something I did? Come on, Jay. We can talk this out,” you sounded desperate as you shook your head, tears threatening to fall down.
Jay shook his head silently. You thought you almost saw tears pooling around his eyes as well. But to even think that seemed delusional. He seemed so deadset.
“I told you, we just can’t be together anymore,” he still wouldn’t look up to meet your eyes.
“I know, you told me that. But why?”
“It’s not you, it’s me,”
“Don’t give me that bullshit, Jay,”
“We just can’t,”
“A reason. You owe me that much—”
“I found someone else,” he said with a tone so final, though the crack in his voice almost made him sound hesitant.
A silence filled the air.
You knew nothing lasted forever. A part of you knew that what you and Jay had going might have shattered one day.
But he always sounded so sure that you two were something permanent. Something written in the stars. So you pushed that part of pessimism in you to the back of your mind.
Now here he was, taking everything he said, the promises he made, the sweet nothings you shared, and twisting it all around. The part of you, the ugly voice that didn’t believe in the timelessness of the love you and Jay shared mocked you as it boomed with laughter and insults.
“Oh,” you breathed out.
A man in a black suit approached your table in the privately booked restaurant and tapped Jay’s shoulder.
“Sir, it’s time to go. You’re going to be late for your meeting with your parents,” the man hesitated as his stoic face held a hint of sympathy when he glanced at you.
“I’ll be right there,” Jay replied as he picked up the coat from behind his chair.
For the first time in this meeting you two had, he managed to look you in the eye before turning his gaze back downwards.
As he turned around and walked away, you mucked up the courage to ask him a question.
“Do you love her?” You asked, suddenly standing up.
Jay turned around and met your hurt gaze. His stone-cold expression melted slightly at this. He paused for a while taking in your presence with a look that almost seemed pained.
He nodded once his eyes traveled back to meet yours once more. “Yeah,” he breathed. “More than I can say,” he paused before turning back around and leaving.
It’s been five months since you and Jay broke up, and you’ve managed to stop breaking into tears at every reminder of him after the first three.
There was no contact between you two. And it was easier to keep him out of your thoughts that way. But that didn’t mean you stopped thinking about him. It was hard to do so.
You were scrolling through social media on your phone as you rode the elevator going up to your apartment. You exited the lift and got your keys ready with one hand while you kept your phone in the other.
You stopped in your tracks after seeing a headline on twitter.
‘Heir of Park Enterprises, Park Jongseong and daughter of the CEO of Hwang & Yoon Law Firm, Yoon Jiwon: Everyone’s Favorite Newlyweds!’
You took in a sharp breath. You’ve managed to steer clear of any news and media about the couple for a while until today. You pressed the power on your phone to turn it off before making your way to open your apartment door.
As you shut the door behind you, you noticed a cream colored envelope facing downwards with your name and address written on it.
You placed your work bag down before picking up what seemed to be a letter, sitting down on your couch and opening it.
As you unfolded the crisp paper, your eyes landed on the first few words. And you immediately knew who wrote it. The handwriting was one that you could recognize as easily as your own.
Y/n,
I’m writing this the night before my wedding. And you’re all that my thoughts consume.
The day we fell in love, a part of me knew that you were the girl of my dreams. The girl I wanted to see once I walked up the stairs to an altar. And tomorrow, that girl isn’t you.
I’ve thought about how we broke up, how I left you, every day since it happened five months and fourteen days ago.
I never wanted to leave you. But when my parents first gave me the instruction to do so for them to be able to set me up with someone else, I showed apparent impertinence by not following their words, and they were angry with me.
They told me that you were a bad influence. That the reason I kept disobeying them was you. So they told me that if I refused their instructions once more, they would’ve done something terrible to you and your family.
I couldn’t risk it. I couldn’t hurt you like that, yet I still ended up causing you pain.
I thought that if I said I found someone else and treated it like a normal falling out of love instead of saying the contents of the previous paragraphs, the hurt would last shorter.
I proved myself wrong with that. It pained me either way.
I hope you move on from me. You deserve better. You deserve someone who would protect you and your loved ones instead of giving up. I’m sorry I couldn’t be just that, and I should’ve. I question myself everyday why I wasn’t.
As for me, I know I will never find someone as good as you. Everyone else will always fall short.
A part of me has loved you since I first met you, and since then I’ve only fallen in deeper. You’ve consumed my heart and my soul.
I love you, Y/n L/n. And I don’t think I’ll ever stop.
By the time you read this, the ring meant to be yours settles on the hand of another. But it will never be truly hers.
One day, I hope you can find it in you to forgive me for the hurt I’ve caused.
Maybe in some other universe, I never would’ve had to leave.
Yours,
Jay
You finished the letter with a hand clasped to your mouth in a failed attempt at stopping yourself from crying.
You thought the wound was just starting to scab only for it to turn raw once more.
Jay was right. Maybe in another universe.
author's note / lowkey got emotional writing this ermmm.....
#juls writes <3#enhypen x reader#enhypen angst#enhypen jay#park jongseong x reader#enhypen jay imagine#park jongseong imagine#park jongseong angst#enhypen jay angst#enhypen jay x reader#jay park x reader#jay park imagine#jay park angst
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THE HUNGER GAMES: CATCHING FIRE — 2013, dir. Francis Lawrence
CATCHING FIRE — Chapter XXIV
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The "truce" had ended as of 20 minutes ago. This means the Israeli warplanes are already back to bombing all parts of Gaza and god knows what the next few days will look like
Just a reminder though that Israel never abided by the "ceasefire", and had in fact been shooting at Palestinians who were trying to make their way back to their homes in northern Gaza
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when people are like "i didn't come here to make friends" i'm like thats sooooo unrelatable. i am always on the look out for some girl friends. I would be in that hunger games cornucopia like "your ex boyfriend did WHAT."
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Me finding young snow attractive but remembering he killed finnick
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Two more journalists killed by Israeli bombing
Quoting from Al Jazeera:
In the past 24 hours, six media professionals have been killed by Israeli bombing, including journalists Sari Mansour and Hassouneh Salim. They were hit by an Israeli air strike on the Bureij refugee camp in central Gaza. At least 55 Palestinian media workers have been killed since October 7.
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SAG doesn't have any labor protection for its members who got fired for being pro-Palestine. Not surprising given that its president, Fran Drescher raised 60 million dollars for the IDF
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وَلَا تَحْسَبَنَّ الَّذِينَ قُتِلُوا فِي سَبِيلِ اللَّهِ أَمْوَاتًا ۚ بَلْ أَحْيَاءٌ عِندَ رَبِّهِمْ يُرْزَقُونَ
And never think of those who have been killed in the cause of Allah as dead. Rather, they are alive with their Lord, receiving provision,
فَرِحِينَ بِمَا آتَاهُمُ اللَّهُ مِن فَضْلِهِ وَيَسْتَبْشِرُونَ بِالَّذِينَ لَمْ يَلْحَقُوا بِهِم مِّنْ خَلْفِهِمْ أَلَّا خَوْفٌ عَلَيْهِمْ وَلَا هُمْ يَحْزَنُونَ
Rejoicing in what Allah has bestowed upon them of His bounty, and they receive good tidings about those [to be martyred] after them who have not yet joined them - that there will be no fear concerning them, nor will they grieve.
يَسْتَبْشِرُونَ بِنِعْمَةٍ مِّنَ اللَّهِ وَفَضْلٍ وَأَنَّ اللَّهَ لَا يُضِيعُ أَجْرَ الْمُؤْمِنِينَ
They receive good tidings of favor from Allah and bounty and [of the fact] that Allah does not allow the reward of believers to be lost -
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Health organizations are warning of an imminent public health crisis in the Gaza Strip, where disruptions to health and water systems are raising the risk of disease outbreaks.
The International Rescue Committee (IRC) on Thursday warned of the inevitable spread of waterborne illnesses such as cholera and typhoid, caused by contaminated water sources and a lack of sanitation.
Currently, 95 percent of the population in Gaza has no access to safe water, while 64 percent of primary health facilities have shut down, IRC warns, as Israel conducts a lethal bombing campaign.
Continue reading.
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drop requests!! in dire need of plot ideas right now
#josh hutcherson x reader#mike schmidt x reader#finnick odair x reader#peeta mellark x reader#cedric diggory x reader#jj maybank x reader#tristan dugray x reader#opla!zoro x reader
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me 🤝🏻 writing established relationship imagines
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stars around my scars.
pairing / peter parker!spiderman!josh hutcherson x gn!reader
genre / hurt/comfort, fluff! slight angst (?) established relationship <3 heavily inspired by a scene from tasm!
warnings / mentions of injuries, mentions of physical brawls/fights, slightly flirty/suggestive peter, i think that's it..
synopsis / after a long and exhausting day that left your head pounding, all you wanted to do was rest. however, stress and agitation ensues when a certain spider boy shows up at your window in the middle of the night with cuts and bruises on his face paired with his blood stained suit.
author's note / josh hutcherson is like stuck in my mind 80% of the time lately and i freaked when i saw his audition for the amazing spiderman! thought this would be a cute thing to write after my friend and i gushed over it hehe. obviously written with josh's (somewhere in the multiverse) peter/spidey in mind, but can be read with any other peter in mind as well. oh, and this is very heavily inspired by andrew's spiderman (if you know, you know!).
You were exhausted.
Actually, exhausted was probably an understatement.
Your day started off extra early due to the construction going on next to your house leaving you absolutely restless.
Your brain was buzzing and filled to the brim with everything and anything. School, Peter, your internship, tests and exams, Peter, the news spreading around about villains terrorizing Queens, your errands for the day, your secret-keeping boyfriend.
As if you didn't have enough things to worry about, Peter Parker just had to be added to that list.
You knew the boy well. Well enough to know when he was keeping secrets.
There was something to him, lately. Something different. He looked pretty agitated from time to time, like his surroundings were being heightened by his senses or whatever. There was more, but for the most part, he kept his distance from you.
Needless to say, after the tiring and busy day you had, all you needed was his comfort, his sweet nothings, his touch. But that boy just seemed to go out of his way to avoid you. Your gaze, your close proximity, your everything.
With everything that racked your thoughts and with everything that you needed to do and accomplish, all you wanted to do was rest.
However, just as you were about to doze off, you heard a loud thump by the iron stairs next to your window.
You immediately jolted awake, turning your lamp on and taking pepper spray (from Peter, for your apparent safety) with you as you cautiously approached the window, silently wishing it was just something that fell rather than a burglar.
As you pushed the curtains away from your windows rather quickly, a confused look etched your features when you saw that spider-man from the news about to knock on your window.
His head immediately perked up when he saw you.
"Can I come in?" his voice was muffled through his mask and the glass window.
"Excuse me?" you asked, the unsaid I don't even know you evident and loud from your tone.
He quickly looked around as if to see if anyone was watching, and when the coast seemed to be clear, he took off his mask.
You immediately recognized the boy in front of you to be your boyfriend. Except his face was littered with cuts, bruises, and blood stains that seemed to blend in with his suit almost perfectly. Your face fell at the sight of this and you immediately opened the window.
He climbed in swiftly with one hand clutching onto what seemed to be an injury located in his torso. A look of worry covered your face as you gently motioned for him to sit on your bed before shutting the windows and pulling the curtains together.
You gripped onto the curtains of a moment longer to take a deep breath before turning around to face Peter, who had the nerve to stretch a smile on his face at you.
You sighed before opening a drawer for a first aid kit before making your way towards him.
Much to his dismay, you stopped a few steps away from him. His smile faltering slightly.
"What is- You're- You're that spider guy from the news." you said while waving your hand around as if to clearly address him before crossing your arms over your chest.
He straightened his posture before taking in a sharp breath.
"Yep," he said, popping the 'p' sound while looking down. He looked up and saw the look on your face that told him to go on. "I was bitten by this radioactive spider, during the trip to the laboratory. All this- well- this kind of just happened afterwards."
You slightly frowned. "That long ago, huh" you said with a scoff disguised as a laugh as you opened the first aid kit in search of a disinfectant.
Peter sighed. "I wanted to tell you. So bad. But I was processing what had happened- and then the villains started appearing, I really didn't want them to target you to get to m-" you cut his rambling off by placing a finger over his mouth.
"Pete, it's fine, don't worry. I get your situation now." you said with a small smile before you began to clean the wounds on his face.
He could tell by the look on your face that that wasn't all. Guilt overtook him when he recalled all the times he was told that you were searching for him at school, the missed phone calls, or when he would see you with a stressed look on your face as you roamed the halls while he couldn't find the guts to walk over to you and hold you in his arms.
But you were here now. Faces inches away from his as you tended to his injuries. He couldn't help but lean into your touch when you cupped his face to keep his head in place.
Now that you were here, he felt the guilt slip away. Gosh, was he selfish for you. He hadn't realized how badly he missed you.
You started to place bandaids over the cuts. "Who even did this to you?" you asked, eyebrows furrowed with worry.
"Just this group of robbers. Didn't seem like too much of a threat until they brought out these bats." he replied with a small wince.
You nodded in acknowledgement before moving a hand to the side of the torso he seemed to be clutching onto earlier. "Are you hurt here?" you said, same worried tone and expression still evident as you moved.
"No worries, no cut or anything there. Just a pretty large bruise, I think." he reassured, eyes chasing yours as you still eyed that area.
He smirked. "If you wanted my upper body exposed so bad, you could've just said so." he said as you rolled your eyes and pushed his chest jokingly to conceal the blush forming on your cheeks, the smile on your face a dead giveaway.
He pulled you flush to him with that stupid smile on his face until you were standing in between his legs and your chest close to his.
You admired his face for a while, pushing strands of his hair to the side as you combed your hand through the rest of his hair in the process.
When your eyes finally met his, Peter simply couldn't help himself anymore.
He pulled you closer into him by the back of your neck and gently placed his lips onto yours into a soft kiss. Your heart was beating erratically. You missed this so much. You missed him so much.
When you pulled away Peter immediately spoke up.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you away, I shouldn't have kept things from you. I just didn't want to risk losing you." your heart was acting funny again.
"Pete, it's okay, really. You're here now, your reason is valid. I'm just happy I have you back." you said genuinely.
He smiled, and a comfortable silence engulfed you both.
He could see your eyes droop ever-so-lightly. Shoot, he thought. You were probably about to sleep when he got there. Guilt overcame him again.
"If you're tired and need to sleep I can go." he immediately stood up and took a step back towards the window. Though, he really didn't want to leave.
You held onto his arm and shook your head. "Stay. You still have extra clothes here from the last time you slept over." you said with a lazy smile.
How could he say no to you?
And just like that, the string that pulled you two together tugged stronger. Weaving your paths and lives together in the process.
julia speaks. i got totally carried away and this got pretty long... i hope you liked it though! josh hutcherson holds my heart in his hands right now, I couldn't resist the urge to write him hehe. and as spider-man too! we were robbed of his spidey for real.
#juls writes <3#josh hutcherson#josh hutcherson x reader#peter parker#peter parker x reader#i need to see a peter variant played by josh so bad#josh hutcherson imagine#peter parker imagine#josh hutcherson spiderman
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RECONNECT PALESTINIANS IN GAZA TO EACH OTHER AND TO THE WORLD: you can buy an eSim card on Simly (look up Palestine in their search bar on the app) and then send it to gazaesims @ gmail dot com. mina el helbawi is coordinating a team of volunteers on the ground to reconnect all people in Gaza so that they can communicate with each other
screenshots courtesy of @mariadogahe on ig (her story also has a video that shows how to buy the eSim card)
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