feeling very neurodivergent today lads.

Alright, I'll try to remember everything and answer in order 😁:

1. The background for the promo vids is just all black, which fits with the theme, I guess, but is honestly a cheap cop out. They could have set it all up in a luxurious hotel or smth, deep jewelry tones, really opulent styles...because this is basically just a black curtain. Boring, cheap, done before etc.

2. No further comments on this 😁

3. He might not have had any further training, but at some point you'd think experience would start to make up for some of that. The kids are somewhat excused - little experience, and not deemed important enough for anyone to dedicate money and time on training. This is S&B, not Wednesday.

4. That's kinda her thing. I don't personally agree with her style choices, though she has the youth, personality, and body to pull most of them off. The black dress and the super short, skin tight with peekaboo lacing both come from brand called De LA Vali, which I've never heard of before. It fits right in with her previous fashion hoices, so at least she's true to her taste? I guess?

5. Honestly, I think he looks bored. I think he's mentally clocked out, because he's obviously seen the writing on the wall and knows this is the last hurrah. He's there because it's work, he literally signed up for it. I can't blame him for all the boredom - it must be horrible sitting through one inane session after the other, with mostly the same question over and over again. I'd be screaming halfway through, no matter if it's my job.

As for his/stylists choices...ugh. I could *kind of* be on board with the brown cardi, if the shade had been different (or just a different colour), because it looks cozy, but not for a daytime promo thing. Wrong colour, wrong place.

I think he's worn a shirt similar to that second cardi, but in a much better colour. This one is offensively bland. Lewis looks smug all the time, Ben looks bored - honestly, I'll take the bored, at least it doesn't make me borderline violent.

I'll say this: Ben's outfits aren't good, but at least they're not what Calahan and Lewis wore. I get that they're tall and very fit guys, and that LA is hot, but those sleeveless tops should be burned. They look like they either got the sleeves ripped off by accident, or the wearer forgot to put a shirt on over his vest. An honest to god white wife beater might have looked better 🤦‍♀️ I blame this on their stylist, because neither man would have gas much to choose from, they're pretty much unknown entities, though Lewis has some credits to his name, I guess.

Ugggh, sorry about the wall of text, this got way longer than I thought it would be!

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I get where ye coming from with the interview thing but like??? It's a common practice?? Black backdrop or the promo poster?? They literally sit on their asses in one room all day and the interviewers change. Like yeee sure some would do fancier interviews spots but for fancier publications. Netflix not gonna bother for yahoo Finland and vanity fairy won't even touch shadow daddy show like... Also if Benny bored I can't blame him. It's not like he needs to work his ass off cuz the show is getting the axe either way and no one gonna submit his one puppy eyes crying performance for emmys lol he there cuz he has to and also ye know he a STAR... OH and he not an actor anymore, he a full-time aspiring self-failed homeless musician now so he is bored with the trivial monkey show that being an actor is ;ccc

What experience Benny had tho? He was wild card back in punisher days and now he walking the most bland don't get on anyone bad side by having no personality patch. Ye remember his EP promos?? Yep. Also like it's not only netflix business to train them but their managements too right? They just keepin it real with where they going then lol

Like Jessie is experimenting which is cool and stuff that's what we here for. But this one?? No matter the brand it just screams fashion nova from miles away and that's a fashion nono :c sorry Jessie babey that they put ye in this. Wasn't she doing MSGM at brit fashion awards??? Where's that energy now hm?

And here is the 20 quid design in question

And Benny and his similar fits... Ye this is the point I've been making for days now. He wears same boring rags scraps but now with more expensive price tag x.x

I probably skipped through Mr Lewis and gym bro Cal, like I don't particularly care but yeee I was not expecting miracles from anyone in that cast so why waste me time? Oscars in three days that's what imma waiting for lol and boring makes me violent sooooo

Also no matter what, Benny always looks the worst next to his kids. Cuz he personally against me with that shite he wears like always x.x

Awfully Hot Coffee Pot - Scyvie oneshot w/ random prompt from OTP prompt generator

A cute one shot, College AU, Prompt: Scarlet burns their tongue on something hot, Yvie kisses it better.

Yvie Pov:

Winter has always been quite rough for Yvie, and living in her single dorm room with gigantic windows hasn't made it any better. Just when she finally stopped shivering from the seemingly frost coated room, her alarm went off.

"What the actual fuck?" Yvie yawned, giving herself the chills. She felt restless and had a class in an hour so sleep wasn't an option.

It was like the universe answered her calls and a little 'ding' came from her phone on her nightstand. She quickly grabbed it out of reflex as well as her glasses and her heart fluttered a bit when she saw it was a message from the contact labeled "Scarlet"

Scarlet: ik you have class in an hour but can we get coffee or something?

Yvie: of fucking course, its so cold tho so i'm not sitting outside

Scarlet: wanna meet up at the starbucks?

Yvie: you know i like dunkin donuts better, but i'll go since we are in a bit of a rush

Scarlet: cya there in 20 love <3

*Read*

Things like this gave Yvie the motivation to hop out of bed, so she did. She went through her morning routine which consisted of brushing her teeth, using a facial toner, and putting her locs in a ponytail. wear and today that was baggy black jeans that were stylish and also kept her warm, a white shirt with a brown argyle vest and a thick green leather jacket which she wore religiously in the winter (along with earmuffs and a brown scarf up to her nose , I meant when I said she couldn't handle winter).

Once she finished getting dress, she collected her school supplies and haphazardly threw them all in a messenger bag. She slid on her Jadon Dr. Martens and she was out the door.

In efforts of reducing her carbon footprint, Yvie promised her friend Willow that if something was less than a mile away from her she would walk. No exceptions. So you can wonder how outraged she was when a little over halfway through her walk it started snowing She held her bag over her head and began to run down the sidewalk. With each step she took the snow got more violent. She felt a glispm of hope when she say that green illuminated sign and started to smell the espresso. She made it to the starbucks and slammed open the door and burst in. Everyone in the building seemed to look at her funnily as she was panting, shivering, and covered in snow. She quickly shook off the snow on the entrance mat and kicked snow off of her feet She finally looked up and a brunette beauty locked eyes with her and she had the most childlike smile.

Yvie unwrapped her scarf. "Don't laugh, because it's not funny"

Scarlet covered her mouth trying to restrict her giggles. "Alright Alright, I ordered the only things you like from here lets go sit."

Scarlet walked up to Yvie and grabbed her hand, taking her to a booth in the corner of the shop. Even though they had been dating since their first year of college she still got butterflies every time Scarlet held her hand. They sat as they ate cake pops and shitty pumpkin bread and everything was so perfect.

Scarlet looked at a notification on her phone. "It's going to be snowing until 9pm dang."

Yvie let out a deep breath, she had to be to class in 20 minutes and she didn't have her car and now there would be snow on the road anyways. "Dammit, I can't afford to miss any more lectures."

Scarlet gave a sympathetic smile. "I can give you a ride! Don't worry about it really. And your lecture hall is 2 miles away so don't worry about that either."

Yvie smiled "You're such a life saver, I need to be to my hall in 20 minutes so we should head out."

"We need to get hot chocolate first, my treat. You look like you need it." Scarlet protested, standing up from the booth.

"Was that a read?" Yvie stood up chuckling, oddly sounding like some sort of villian. She grabbed all their trash.

"Sort of, can you throw this stuff out I'll get our drinks." Scarlet pushed a strand of the taller girl's hair out of her face.

"Yea alright." Yvie threw out all their trash and got all of their things together. She carried both her and Scarlet's bags.

Scarlet got both of their hot chocolates and ushered Yvie out of the cafe into her car, which was more of a SUV with 4 wheel drive, perfect for the snow. Christmas songs echoed through the radio as Scarlet drove, she new all the words to the songs playing as well but just hummed instead of singing since she new Yvie would get annoyed by it. She was sort of a Grinch when it came to Christmas, but God forbid anyone disrespect Halloween.

Their drive came to an end as quickly as it started.

"Here we are!" Scarlet said cheerfully parking in front of the hall doors. As she concluded her sentence she took a sip of her hot chocolate, forgetting it was actually hot. She instantly pulled the cup away from her mouth.

"Dammit! I burnt my tongue." Yvie looked over at her with shock and concern.

"Oh my god let me see!!" Scarlet innocently stuck her tongue out to show Yvie, her concern faded as Yvie smiled and quickly planted a kiss on Scarlet's tongue.

Scarlet face reddened in shock she jokingly pushed Yvie away an covered her cheeks. "You're so grossss."

"Does it still burn?" Yvie asked trying to bottle up her laughter at Scarlet's pure unawareness.

"Quite frankly, No it doesn't. But that's not the point you need to get to class!" Scarlet tried to change the subject.

"Fine Fine, I'm heading out." She grabbed her bag and put her scarf back on.

"Dork." Scarlet teased.

"A dork who will never get a cold. Also a dork who you love very much." Yvie turned her head to Scarlet awaiting her goodbye kiss.

Scarlet saw Yvie's efforts and gave her a kiss goodbye, Yvie could taste faint traces of pumpkin spice. Yvie pulled back smiling. "Okay I really gotta go now I love you!"

Yvie grabbed her cup and hopped out of the car. She waved to Scarlet as she closed the door and began to walk to her campus doors. She watched as Scarlet drove off.

She made it to her lecture, a minute late but Mrs. Visage didn't seem to mind. Yvie was more content with the fact that she now has a reason to view snow more positively.

END

#scyvie #college au #grinch yvie #clueless scarlet #wlw #winterfic #otp #yvie oddly #scarlet envy #not proofread #expect typos

Mixer Romantic ending.

(Y/N) laid on her couch staring up at the ceiling. It was the middle of July and she was hot, bored, and sweaty. She sat up and reached for the remote, just to be caught off guard by a text notification. Selever. She opened the app. [Selever] Hey Roachy! [Selever] my friends and I are going to the mixer [Selever] come with to even out the numbers (Y/N) looked at her screen. A mixer huh? Cool beans. It’s not like she had anything to do over the summer. She typed quickly as she replied. [Y/N] cool lemme in [Selever] lmao you’re actually gonna come? [Selever] okay, well, meet at 401 Dragon Rock Ave. [Y/N] there’s a bar there?? [Selever] lol who said we’re going to a bar [Selever] we gon be going to kareoke b#### [Y/N] OK [Y/N] what time [Selever] idk, around 8. [Y/N] K see ya [Selever] ciao (Y/N) looked at the clock. 6pm. She had about two hours to get ready. She set a 50 minute timer and turned on the TV. She had time to burn. So the time came. (Y/N) ran out her house with her purse in hand. She slid into her car and started it up. Streetlights passed as she turned left and right. A call rang. She picked it up. “Hello, who is it?” She asked. “Hello, I called to talk about your car’s extended warranty,” Selever replied. Snickering could be heard. (Y/N) laughed. Why did he always start a call like that? “Hi Sel,” she said. “Where you at right now?” “I’m only like, a hundred meters from the place.” “Ha, sure you are.” “Oh hey! I see you! Okay, imma hang up!” She closed off the call and pulled her car into a parking slot. Selever stood waiting for her. He was wearing something pretty different from his normal attire. He had a magenta dress shirt on, and a black suit vest over it. A complimentary black tie and dark dress pants completed his look. “Woah I didn’t think you’d actually come,” Selever smirked. “Getting desperate?” He asked. “Ha, no. Just doing my job as the number-even-outter.” (Y/N) replied, getting out of her car. “Really? Cause you seem pretty dressed up for someone who’s just evening out the numbers.” He was right. (Y/N) had dressed up a bit for this occasion. She wore a blue one piece with a flower on the head of its belt. She wore a white cardigan, and two strands of her (H/C) hair, tied in braids, met at the back of her head. She wore knee high socks, and Mary Janes completed the outfit. “Yes really, now let’s go in! I wanna destroy everyone’s eardrums!” (Y/N) grabbed his hand and entered the building. This one seemed to be slightly different from other bars. Like a Japanese kareoke place? There was a reception area, and you’d go into a room to sing. They ran past the reception and straight to the room at the end of the hall. Selever opened up the door. “THE LAST LADY’S HERE!” He yelled. In the room were two other guys, and two other girls. Starting with the girls, there was one with blue hair, which was tied back in her pony tail. She had pink eyes and wore a grey turtleneck with a long skirt. The other girl had black hair, which covered her left eye. Red eyes. She wore a beanie, as well as a black shirt. She wore jeans, giving off a relaxed vibe. As for the two guys, a grey cat was among them. His hair? Fur? Was tied back in a ponytail. He wore a yellow hoodie over a suit, she assumed. He wore black pants and wore brown sneakers. Last one was a skull of… a goat? Moose? A demon? He wore a white dress shirt, and brown dress pants. His body and limbs seemed to be invisible, as his head and hand floated in the air. (Y/N) cautiously entered the room. “Hello…. I’m (Y/N).” The girl with blue hair waved. “Hi!! I’m Sky!” She held some cards in her hand. “Wanna play Uno with us?” “Sure,” (Y/N) said, sitting down. Selever also sat at the boys’ side. A round passed. Then two. Then an an hour, as they ate and sang. “Kay! Uhhh (Y/N!) It’s your turn!” The cat man said, taking the input pad and handing it over to her. “Sorry Kapi, I’m not too good at singing,” she denied. “You sure? You haven’t sang all hour.” “Mmm maybe one song.” She took the pad and scrolled through the songs. Bingo. She entered the code as a upbeat tune started playing. She held up the mic, slightly embarrassed she was singing this. Selever gave her a thumbs up and smiled. She took a breath and sang. The others watched her as she hit every note. When the song finished, she put down the mic and quickly returned to her seat. They clapped for a moment or two. “Woah. You’re pretty good (Y/N)!” Sky said. “I’m really not,” (Y/N) said. “Oh for f###’s sake, just accept it,” Selever rebutted. “You’re good and you know it.” Kapi stretched. “Okay, I think we’re all warmed up.” Warmed up?! That was warming up?! For what?! (Y/N) confusedly looked around the room. “Tabi, where’d you put the spinner?” Kapi asked. “It should be with the chips.” Seriously what were they bouta do?! Kapi took out a spinner. On each slice was each of their names. Tabi, Annie, Kapi, Sky, Selever, (Y/N), all of them. Kapi flicked the arrow. Landed on his name. “I GO FIRST!” He said, grabbing his phone. He fiddling with it, he got something to play on the screen. His own song. He took a deep breath and started to sing. Annie cheered him on. (Y/N) looked in shock. He was singing his own song. This probably means the others have their own too. Goddammit, no! She prayed for the wheel to never land on her, she didn’t have one yet! Kapi’s song finished, and the screen read, “Beathoven.mp4 - unknown”.  “Oh yeah! That felt great! Okay, who’s next?” He spun the wheel again. “Uh… Annie! Ya gonna go?” Annie took out her phone. “Hell yeah I am.” She took a swig of her drink and got up. After fiddling with her phone, a new song started playing. She bopped her head a few times, until she also started to sing. (Y/N) leaned over to Selever. “You know I don’t have a song! What do I do?!” She whispered. Selever leaned back. “It’s fine. I can cover you if it lands anyway. Just get one of your weeb songs to play if I can’t.” As Annie’s song finished, she spun the wheel. Sky Same routine. She got up, fiddled around, and sang. (Y/N) paid no attention to it. She was only thinking about what would happen when her turn came. What does he mean he can cover her?! What does he mean play a weeb song?! Did he mean vocaloid? Before she knew it, Sky’s turn was over. Kapi spun the spinner. Oh god damn it. “(Y/N)! It’s your turn!” He slid the pad to her. She looked at it in fear. “Um- a-” she was cut off. Selever picked up the pad. “M'kay. I’m bored. My turn motherfruskas!” Nobody stopped him. Just sighed and shook their heads. He tapped his phone. A steady beat came out of the speakers. Selever smirked at (Y/N) as he began to sing. It was upbeat. Pretty steady, until 30 seconds in. A sudden tempo change. His song was upbeat. And somewhat fast. As the song finished he put the mic back down on the table. “You had a song?? Wh- why is it so chaotic?! HOW’D YOU EVEN HIT THAT?!” Sky questioned as she, and the others clapped. Selever leaned back with his hands behind his head. “It’s was made to fit me, and me specifically. Of course it’s chaotic.” Kapi put away the wheel. “Okay, since there’s only Tabi and (Y/N) left now, I’m gonna flip a coin. Tabs, heads or tails?” He flipped it into the air. “Tails.” Tabi replied. Kapi caught, and shielded the coin from view. (Y/N) prayed it was tails. He revealed the coin to be… “Tails! ‘Kay Tabi, you’re up!” He handed the pad to the floating skull, as a new song started to play. (Y/N) let out a sigh of relief. At least now she could think of which song to sing herself. I mean, Aishite was pretty good, but dark. PoPiPo sounded too idiotic. She could sing partners in crime…. if she had a partner. “So, be honest (Y/N),” Annie said, still keeping her eyes on Tabi. “You don’t have a song, do you?” (Y/N) jumped. “I uh…” “It’s fine. I didn’t really expect someone like you to have one anyway.” Someone like me? The hell does that mean?! (Y/N)’s pettiness rose up. She still didn’t have a song, but she sure as hell knew which one she wanted to sing. Just as Tabi’s song finished, she snatched the pad and connected her phone. She looked up at the screen. Beeps played as she stood up, grabbed the mic, and waited for the first notes to come. She took a deep breath, turned to look at everyone and sang. “EVERSINCEIWASBORNFROMTHATDAYIHADKNOWNTHATIAMNOTHINGMORETHANASIMULATIONBUTI'LLKEEPLIVINGUNTILLDESTROYED, LIVINGFOREVERYESIAMAVOCALOID. IFFOREXAMPLESINGINGWASJUSTATOYTHATWOULDSINGBACKTHETUNESYOUGAVETOTHEMIDTHINKTHATWASALRIGHT, WHILEILOOKATTHESKY, BITETHISLEEK, WATCHTHESOUPPOURINGFROMMYEYES. BUTEVENSOI'LLDISAPPEARTHATIKNOWAPERSONALITYCHANGINGWITHEACHSONG, EVERYTHINGIWASBUILTONWASN'TSOSTRONG, ALLOFTHEPLACESIKNEWAREALREADYGONE, EVERYONETHATIKNEW, THEYDON'TREMEMBERME. HEARTORSOULIHAVENOTHINGLEFTINSIDEOFMEICANSEETHECENTEROFTHEVOID, YES I AM A VOCALOID!” She huffed as the intro stopped. The others looked at her wide eyed. She smiled. She may have regained a bit of confidence. As the vocals continued, she did too. Hitting every note perfectly as the song went on. At the end, she set down her mic. Selever clapped for her, and the others joined him. Tabi looked at the clock. Holy crap. 2 am. “Okay, I have to go, I have work,” he said, getting up. “Actually, we should probably all go now. The time’s almost up anyway,” Sky pointed out. (Y/N) picked up her purse. They were right. She didn’t have anything to do over the summer, but it was getting late. They all walked out to the parking lot, and said their goodbyes. Only Selever and (Y/N) was left now. “So, got anyone you put your eyes on?” Selever asked. (Y/N) sighed. “They were nice, but not really my type, ya know? Would go drink with tho 100%.” She smiled. “Besides, I don’t think any of the guys really liked me.”

“Do I not count as a guy for you then?” Selever snarked. (Y/N) looked at him with wide eyes. “You like me?” She asked. Selever flushed, being caught off guard. “What?! No! I didn’t- No! I just eurrgggggg” he buried his face in his hands and groaned. (Y/N) giggled. “Shut uuuup….” “No, it’s not that,” she replied, trying to force the giggles to stop. “It’s just funny how you like me too.” They stood in silence looking into each other. (Y/N) smiled as she left Sel for her car. “M'kay! Bye! Sel! See ya next time!” She said, as she drove off. Selever stood in front of the building. Hoooooly crap. She likes me. She… likes me? Why? What is there to like? He laughed at himself as he walked in the direction of the church. At least she liked him. That’s was all that mattered.

Come be my teacher pt 2

Aish we're back

Link to part 1

Jung Hoseok nearly died to actually make publishable Yoongi's book

But eventually he made it

He hoped the day at the luna park was enough for Jungkook to be forgiven after spending nearly every afternoon with Namjoon and his kid brother

Mostly, he hoped Namjoon could forgive him to have to deal with both his child and his own kid brother

When he mentioned it, Namjoon has a variety of emotions.

Surprise, then recognition. Eventually softness.

"they have been good, all things considered." He laughs a little "Just warning you, Jungkook took a passion for Just Dance"

Well, Hoseok considers when he watches his son weirdly dancing in front of the television, there are worst things that could happen

Also, now that he has a life back, he can discard Min Yoongi in his man cave or whatever he likes to call his attic and go back to his routine

Which means, pick up and drive is kid to school

And see again the cute teacher

Not that he cares

But you know

He does

That day Kim Taehyung was wearing a dark green vest and a white shirt and looked as an absolute old man

His housemate confirmed it and if Kim Seokjin tells you you look bad, it's true

The thing is, Taehyung didn't want to look hot, he just wanted to look comfy and cozy to his kids

When he steps outside to collect the kids, he regretted every choice made that morning

Because there it was. In all his elegant glory. Jung Hoseok.

The two exchanged a small wave and Tae nearly forgot he has something to say to him

"Come on Taehyung" he tries to say to himself "he's just another parent. Nothing to worry about. Nothing special. Not a crush, no sir"

"Hoseok-ssi" he calls him. By his name, because the first thing Jung Hoseok told him as they met is "you're taking my son most of the week, we can at least call each other by our own names"

"yah?" He was already moving towards the car, dammit.

Stumbling at bit at the beginning, Tae tells him about the little recital he proposed to the school board that year

Hoseok beamed at him

"that sounds wonderful! kids will have loads of fun"

Taehyung was positively gloating, but tried to hide it

"so this week it's going to be parents-teachers conference, so we can explain every detail"

Nobody will pry from his cold hands the knowledge that the reason why it was happening that week was that Taehyung knew as a fact that Hoseok was busy until now

And also, that nobody knew about the meeting in the first place

The thing is, a meeting was supposed to happen at some point, and Taehyung was a very considerate teacher, okay?

He needed to tell the principal about the meeting, tho

Ugh

On the other hand, Hobi was quite serene.

The wonders of a full night sleep, he guessed

Nope nothing to do with the cute teacher and the cute vest that made him look cozy and cuddly and all the stuff a grown up should not look like

It would be a lie to say that it didn't do anything to Hoseok.

But then again, Hoseok can be a good liar

His phone chimed in, showing a text from Yoongi

"so did you ask him out?"

"who?" "What do you mean who" "i mean who would I ask out" "the teacher, dumbass"

Hoseok stared at the phone for a solid five seconds

"you don't even know what day of the week it is" "And yet I know you brought the little monster to school, so you've seen him"

For someone who forgets to eat, Yoongi can be really persistent about stuff

"why" he just asks, glancing away from his computer. If anything, he knows Yoongi has little to none interest in his love life by itself

Not after he finished all the people he could set him up, anyway

Including himself

That was so weird that both kinda decided it never happened

So back to the text, Hoseok patiently waited for whatever was the real reason behind such concern

"I may or may not started planning the next book based on whatever vibe you and your lovely teacher give off"

Hoseok shrieked, but just a little

"but you know!!! Most of the time the final product have nothing to do with the beginning!!!" Yoongi continues

Six exclamation point usually mean that he's either lying or trying to convince him of something he didn't actually believe in. So lying, after all.

"and what's the plot" hoseok asks, but then "no, nvm. Don't tell me. Just. Idk. No"

Yoongi didn't reply, but then his editorial instinct won over all his better judgement

"okay, tell me the plot"

Yoongi answer arrived after less then three minutes and it was a shit ton long. He basically already planned everything and all he needed was the main characters

"and they would be me and Kim Taehyung?" Was the only answer Hoseok managed to cave

Because yeah, if life was a written book maybe they could have been the perfect romance

Even by changing some basic stuff - "don't worry you're all idols here" - and making some unrealistic concessions - "your character is the greater dancer of all times" - the way Yoongi was telling the story

A story that didn't exist

makes him want to fall in love for real

But here's the catch: they were real people, and crush on your child's teacher is problematic at best, creepy at worst

So no, he won't be pursuing that. Thank you very much

(but gave yoongi permission to work on the story nevertheless because, you know, it's his job)

And he r e a l l y is set on his mind the day of the meeting after school

Doesn't matter that he exited work early just to go home and shower

And definitely didn't have anything to do with his choice of wardrobe that saw some neat jeans he had brought but never wore and his best fitting pastel red shirt

Along with a leather jacket because what the hell he was still young after all

And if some heads turned to check him out, when he entered the classroom, well. He couldn't blame them

He sat gingerly on his child desk and waited. Mr Kim still nowhere to be seen

Talking about Kim Taehyung

His day started the night before with his housemate that, in order to forget his impossible (only according to him) crush decided to have a drink

And since it would be too sad to drink alone, he had to bring Tae down with him

Little mattered he had to work the morning after and kids were not merciful with headache

He enters the room with the parents with eyes fixed on the floor, trying to remember everything he needed to say and--- oh

Of course Jung Hoseok was there

Of course he was stunning

And of cour-- no wait he was talking to Namjoon? What was he doing here?

Oh right. Mixed classes. His kids and mr Lee were together in this project.

Having the ten years old doing the talking and the eight years old doing the dancing was his idea after all

Mr Lee smiles at him, like the old turtle he was, and sat down, waiting for him to speak

The old turtle seemed frail and sweet but he remembered being a child with him. It was all a play

Which makes him perfect for this project, he guess

So, let's convince the parents he knew what he was doing and what he was talking about despite never producing any school play

It went fairly well for the most of it

Every time he met Hoseok's stare, the other man was smiling, and that made him feel both excited and incredibly shy

But mostly gives him enough confidence at least finish the presentation of the general idea

When parents asked questions - price, time needed, how the parts would have been distributed - he tries to be as clear as he can

And hopes nobody will actually spot how much he still doesn't know

Eventually, the questions are over and the meeting is too, with a copy of the project to take home and a promise to see each other as soon as possible

Tae was putting in order his papers, trying carefully to not perceive either Hoseok nor Namjoon, but of course karma hates him

So a few of his pages fly down the desk, right in front of. Well. Of course Hoseok. Who else

It's not like he could have the worst face in the history of faces and just have his life passing by

No, he had to live his 5-hours-sleep-10-hours-work while wearing his most anonymous clothes and have something less of a Idol staring at his face

Wait

He was staring

He said something

He said absolutely something and Tae was just too far away in his head to hear anything oh my--

"everything alright?" Hoseok asked, and the question clearly triggered Namjoon attention, because he came close too

"ye-what-ye sure. I'm sorry, I must be a bit tired. Hi, Namjoon-ah"

Hoseok smiles at him, but Taehyung makes a weird face at the other man

Well, they clearly knew each other enough to drop some honorifics

Probably wasn't the first time Namjoon came instead of his parents to school stuff like this, Hoseok always knew he was a good big brother

"You did great" the young man says, to which Taehyung smiles a little. Namjoon walks over them but doesn't stop, heading towards the door

"I gotta go now, Hoseok-ssi, see you Tuesday. Tae, see you around"

"Watch your steps" both Tae and Hoseok say, which surprised them, but proved them right when Namjoon bumped into a desk

Then it was only them. And Tae knew it's gonna be awkward really soon.

"so, how you know him?" He asks. Oh, Jungkook babysitter. Makes sense

"and you?"

Taehyung makes a weird face, half displeasure.

"I'll tell you in the parking lot, I'll feel less irresponsible if I'm not at work"

Hoseok felt he has to decline and go straight home

Also stop asking about the private life of his kid's teacher and babysitter

Because that was none of his business

But he was a nice person and nice people listen to what others have to say, right?

Knights of the Night (ch. 4)

Chapter 4

Ch 1, ch 2, ch 3, ch 4, ch 5

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29139240/chapters/71536491

pairing: Jungkook x oc

genre: vampire au, college au, twilight, romance

word count: 3,100

warnings: blood (obviously), kidnapping, child kidnapping, needles, France

notes: vampires, vampire au, college, college au, so many twilight references, blood, needles, kidnapping, children, homelessness, dance, ballet, flashbacks, romance, slow burn, probably no smut, idk yet tho, France, French things, attempted genocide, inaccurate French history, bisexual main character, @strawberriewithchocolate-blog @mozy-j  @daechwitad-2​ 

summary: Catalina starts college in a small town all the way across the country. She doesn’t know anyone and isn’t exactly looking for friends. She just wants to focus on dance. But when she meets fellow dance major, Jimin, and adventurous, fellow freshman, Jungkook, Catalina ends up discovering a whole new side to the small college town; one that is dangerous but oh so enticing...

               “Jungkook, please don’t,” Catalina said from behind the counter. Jungkook was reaching for the unwrapped Kit Kat on the ground under a rack of “St. Briggs Lodge” sweatshirts.

               “Three second rule!” he said.

               “You found it there! You didn’t drop it!” said Catalina. She watched in horror as he picked it up and bit into it.

               “It’s fine. It’s not even old,” he said. Catalina groaned and put her head in her hands. The bell above the door rang as a customer walked in. Jungkook ran to join Catalina behind the counter as he stuffed the rest of the Kit Kat into his mouth. They tried to look busy folding the t-shirts in the box behind the counter. Catalina peeked at whoever it was that came in. Two people were browsing the ceramic fairy and dragon figurines. Two guys, one slightly taller than the other. Catalina couldn’t see their faces from where she was, but they looked like they might be hot.

               “Potential hottie alert,” Catalina whispered. Jungkook looked up and tried to catch a glimpse of them. The two men were chatting with each other quietly. One of them turned around. He was wearing sunglasses, but Catalina could tell he was definitely a hottie. When he came more into view, Catalina eyed him over more. His shoulders looked strong and his chest was muscular, she could tell even in his sweater…

               “Thighs,” Jungkook whispered. Catalina looked down at the tight jeans that hugged the man’s thighs perfectly.

               “Thighs,” Catalina agreed. The other man was just as beautiful; soft hair, lanky but strong looking figure, sharp jawline. This guy wore sunglasses too, red tinted aviators. “Who the hell are these guys?”

               Jungkook shrugged.

               “Thank you!” the red sunglasses guy said as the two men made their way out of the store.

               “Wow, what a treat,” Catalina said as soon as the door fell shut.

               “It’s not even winter yet,” said Jungkook. “And we’re already getting the hot tourists.”

               “Are the winter tourists usually hot?” asked Catalina.

               “A lot of the surfers from down south come up here in the winter to stay at the lodge, and they’re all these tanned, hot people from Los Angeles. It’s fun,” said Jungkook.

               “I’m sure. They didn’t really look like tourists though,” said Catalina.

               “No not really,” said Jungkook.

               “Hey, so I’ve been thinking,” said Catalina.

               “About?”

               “About that story you told at the bonfire,” said Catalina.

               “I think we’re thinking the same thing,” said Jungkook. “Okay, on three, let’s say what we’re thinking. One, two, three, let’s break into the house.”

               “I wanna see the house.”

               They looked at each other before laughing.

               “Well, I don’t wanna break in if someone’s living there, but I definitely want to see it,” said Catalina. “I had a dream about it last night.”

               “Did my scary story give you nightmares? That’s awesome,” said Jungkook.

               “I don’t know, I’ve been having the same dream for a few weeks now. But this time it was the house you described in your story,” said Catalina.

               “What are your dreams about?” asked Jungkook.

               “I don’t usually remember most of it, but I’m always being chased by this group of people who are supernaturally faster and stronger than me.”

               “That’s crazy. Maybe it means ghosts are real and your dreams are telling us we need to go ghost hunting in that house,” said Jungkook.

               “I don’t know how you got to that conclusion,” said Catalina. “But sure. Let’s do it.”

               “Oh my god, yes! I’m so excited. I have this camera that can do night vision, I’ve always wanted to do like a ghost hunting documentary,” said Jungkook. “We’ll come up with code names for the documentary. I’ll be JK Booker, a veteran ghost hunter who’s coming out of retirement for the job of a lifetime. You can be Claire Valdivant, a clairvoyant who can talk to spirits.”

               Catalina laughed until her stomach hurt.

               “How long have you thought about this?” she wheezed.

               “I just came up with it-“

               “Bullshit!”

               “I’ve been wanting to do this my whole life! Just let me live my dream!” he said.

               Catalina wiped a tear from her eye and said, “No, I’m totally in. Let’s do it. Hopefully, no one lives there, I really wanna make this documentary now.”

               “We can invite Jimin, since you guys are friends now,” said Jungkook. “I’ll have to come up with a character for him.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                 “I’m Sergeant Vic, a former detective who quit the police force after witnessing a ghostly murder. Now I spend my days searching for the truth about the paranormal,” Jimin said. “You can call me Sarge.”

               “Wow, I wasn’t expecting you to be so into this,” said Catalina. The three of them were in Jungkook’s garage. He was packing his trunk with camera and sound equipment, along with rope, flares and flashlights. Catalina figured they wouldn’t need much else other than the flashlights, but she wasn’t about to say anything to ruin the fun. She was definitely ready for her role. She had wanted to get into character as much as she could so she wore a low riding skirt with a crocheted crop top. She even had a pair of round sunglasses resting on top of her head. Jimin had arrived in slacks, suspenders, a fedora, and a beige trench coat.

               “I like your fedora,” said Jungkook.

               “Thanks. It’s my brother’s. He went through a phase in high school,” said Jimin.

               “I thought that was you,” said Jungkook.

               “No, I had the muscle shirt phase,” said Jimin. “Equally as bad.”

               “Right. Well, I think we have everything we need,” said Jungkook. “We’ll park at the souvenir store and then walk from there. It shouldn’t be too far.”

               “Shotgun!” Catalina yelled as she ran for the passenger seat. Jimin sighed and went to the backseat.

               The forest flew past them as Jungkook drove them up into the mountains. They parked in the tiny parking lot next to the store, which was closed at this hour of the night. In the parking lot, before they started their hike, Jungkook attached lavaliers to their collars.

“Protect these things with your life. They’re expensive,” said Jungkook.

The sun was just about to set. They’d be doing their hike back in the dark. Catalina didn’t know how she felt about that, especially because of that kidnapper on the loose. But she had pepper spray in her fanny pack and Jungkook had a huge knife strapped to his utility vest, so she figured they’d be fine.

               The hike wasn’t too long. They managed to find the rocky crag Jungkook had described in his story, which looked intimidating, but Jungkook led the way through an easy path to the top. The trail led them to the cobblestone driveway and a gated property.

               “This is it?” asked Catalina.

               “This is it,” said Jungkook. “Holy shit, this is crazy. It looks exactly the same! Well, no, there’s flowers in the front now. It was all overgrown back then.”

               “There’s definitely someone living here,” said Catalina.

               “Let’s look for a side door,” said Jimin.

               Catalina sighed. “If we get arrested tonight, I am absolutely throwing you guys under the bus.”

               “Well, that’s rude. I wouldn’t do that to you,” said Jungkook. “I thought we were ride or die?”

               “Yeah, wait a second. Are we resorting to every man for himself if we get caught?” asked Jimin. “I don’t want to get arrested.”

               “We won’t get arrested. I don’t think there’s anyone living here. It still looks overgrown and abandoned,” said Jungkook. “We should probably figure this out before we go in. Ride or die? Or every man for himself?”

               “Ride or die,” said Catalina. “I trust you guys.”

               “Ride or die,” said Jimin.

               “Ride or die,” said Jungkook. “Let’s get it.”

               Jungkook pulled out his camera and started recording.

               “This is JK Booker here with Clair and Sarge,” Jungkook said, making his voice sound deep and gravelly. He turned the camera to Catalina and Jimin. “We’re here at the mountain mansion, famous for holding ancient spirits. Tonight, the three of us are going to talk to those spirits.”

               Catalina led the way as they walked to the side of the massive mansion, searching for a side door. Jungkook brought up the rear, in order to catch everything on camera. They came upon a cracked, overgrown patio which led to the glass door of what used to be a conservatory. The steps up to the patio were crumbled, so they had to climb up the side. The glass door opened easily. The three of them crept into the glass room, eyeing the broken and overturned pots spilling dusty soil across the tiled floor. At the other end of the conservatory was another door, presumably leading into the house.

               They entered into a kitchen. It was dark and there were cobwebs above the cupboards. It didn’t look like it had been abandoned for long. Maybe a year or two. Catalina wasn’t sure. Her heart was pounding hard in her chest. This was much more adventure than she’s ever had before. They went further into the house.

               “Here we are,” Jungkook whispered. “In the belly of the beast. Guys, keep your eyes peeled for any suspicious sounds or voices.”

               “Got it,” said Catalina. “Wait, I feel…a presence.”

               “Who is it, Claire?” asked Jimin. “Is it a spirit?”

               “It is a spirit,” said Catalina. She closed her eyes and held out her hands. “Someone is nearby. They have a strong energy. An angry energy.”

               “We’ll proceed with caution then. I’ve had my fair share of violent spirits,” said Jungkook.

               “Tell me about it,” said Jimin. “The things I’ve seen-“

               “Tae Tae, is that you?” a voice asked from somewhere up ahead. The three friends froze. A man came around the corner and saw them, immediately tripping and falling back, screaming at the top of his lungs. Catalina, Jimin and Jungkook also screamed at the top of their lungs. The man scrambled to his feet and ran away, screaming, “There’s people in the house and one of them has a huge knife!”

               “We need to get out of here,” said Jimin. Catalina looked at him and saw that his face was sheet white, eyes like saucers.

               Before they could get far though, the man came back, flicking on a light switch in the kitchen. He saw them and screamed again, flinging the IPhone from his hand, his back hitting the wall.

               “We’re not gonna hurt you!” said Catalina. “We’re sorry we broke in, we didn’t know someone lived here.”

               The man took a deep breath and looked at them again. Catalina thought he looked familiar, but she couldn’t place it.

               “I’m sorry, the knife is really making me nervous,” the man said. He was trying to make his voice sound brave but he was still cowering against the wall. “Put it on the ground and explain yourselves.”

               Jungkook hurried to take the knife off of his vest and set it on the ground. The man gulped and stood up straight.

               “My name is Catalina,” Catalina said in what she hoped was a calm voice. “This is Jungkook and Jimin. We thought this house was abandoned and haunted. We’re just some dumb college students who wanted to check it out. We’re really sorry for breaking in and scaring you.”

               “Why are you dressed like that?” the man asked.

               “We were making a ghost hunting documentary,” said Jungkook.

               The man sighed and said, “Oh, well the show must go on. I can go upstairs and bump around a bit for your movie. Maybe make some spooky voices. I’m good at voice acting.”

               “What’s happening right now?” Jimin whispered.

               Another set of footsteps could be heard running towards the kitchen. They stopped at the entrance and a head peeked in.

               “Hobi? What’s going on? Why were you screaming?” the new stranger asked. He looked over at the three friends who were still standing in the kitchen, terrified. “Oh, hello! I didn’t know we had guests.”

               He stepped into the kitchen and said, “My name is Kim Taehyung, this is Jung Hoseok.”

               Taehyung was probably one of the most beautiful people Catalina had ever seen. He had fluffy black hair, big eyes with a beauty mark under the left one, and full lips. He looked a little bit like a god maybe. The man who had first found them, who was picking his phone up off the ground, was also stunning. He had dark golden skin, a sharp jawline, pretty face, and silky parted hair. However, only for a moment did their beauty distract Catalina from noticing their eyes. Their eyes were red. Blood red.

               “They were making a ghost hunting documentary,” Hoseok explained. “They didn’t know people lived here.”

               “Oh! How fun! Can we help you finish your film?” Taehyung asked.

               “Uh, actually, we should probably just get going,” said Jimin. “We shouldn’t be out too late, we have classes early in the morning.”

               “Oh,” Taehyung’s face fell. “Well, we won’t keep you then.”

               “Actually, I guess we could-“ Jungkook started. 

               “Jungkook!” Jimin slapped a hand over Jungkook’s mouth. “Can we have a moment to talk real fast?”

               “Sure! Just let us know if you need anything,” said Hoseok. “We have water and I think soda. And if you’re hungry-“

               “Okay, thank you,” said Catalina, grabbing Jimin and Jungkook’s arms to drag them away. “We’re okay for now.”

               Hoseok and Taehyung stepped out of the kitchen and Catalina turned to look at the boys. Jimin still looked pale.

               “I say we let them help us make the doc,” said Jungkook.

               “Are you crazy?” asked Jimin. “Did you not see the way they were acting? They’re weird! This is weird!”

               “Sure, they’re a little creepy and their eyes are red, but maybe they’re just goth,” said Jungkook. “You never know.”

               “Hoseok was wearing a pastel windbreaker. No goth would ever touch that with a ten foot pole,” said Catalina.

               “True…But Taehyung looked so sad when we said we were leaving,” Jungkook said with a pout.

               “Yeah, I bet he wants us to stay because they’re serial killers or something. They want to trap us in the house,” said Jimin. Then he grabbed his hair and gasped. “Oh god, we’re gonna die in here. We didn’t even tell anyone where we were going.”

               “It’s fine guys, we’re not gonna die,” said Jungkook. “My knife is still within reach and Cat, you have pepper spray, right?”

               “Yeah, I do,” said Catalina. “It’ll be extra painful with their contacts.”

               “Exactly. I say, we just let them help us make the doc and then we can leave, potentially with new friends,” said Jungkook.

               “Oh Gukkie, you sweet baby,” said Catalina, shaking her head. “But…I suppose we could try.”

               “Well, I can’t act when I’m nervous, so I’m not gonna be playing Sergeant Vic anymore. You’re just gonna have to work with nervous Jimin,” said Jimin. “I hope you’re happy.”

               “I am!” said Jungkook, clapping his hands. “Taehyung, Hoseok, you can come back in!”

               They came back into the room with hopeful smiles on their faces.

               “You can help us make the video,” said Jungkook.

               “But no murdering us,” said Jimin, pointing his finger at them.

               “Yeah, no funny business,” said Catalina. “Because pepper spray is gonna be way more uncomfortable in those contacts of yours, and that’s all I gotta say about that.”

               “I don’t understand any of that,” said Taehyung with a huge smile on his face. “Oh, I’m so excited! I promise on my mother’s grave that there will be no murdering or funny business. Now, what do you want me to do for your film?”

               Jungkook directed everyone from there. They ended up getting some cool shots of Hoseok bumping around behind closed doors and standing creepily at the end of halls. They got an interview with Taehyung, who was acting as the scared owner of the house. Catalina staged a séance and Hoseok threw a chair into the wall from off screen.

               “I think that’s a wrap, guys!” said Jungkook.

               “I can’t believe I did that,” said Hoseok, eyeing the dent in the wall where the chair hit. “Why did I do that? We’re gonna have to fix this and repaint. We’ll have to repaint everything, we can’t get this wallpaper anywhere.”

               “Wow, that was actually really fun!” said Catalina. “Taehyung, you were a pretty good actor!”

               “Thank you,” said Taehyung. “I’ve always wanted to try acting. Maybe this film can be my debut.”

               As Jungkook started packing up his film equipment and Hoseok continued to fret over the mess of the broken chair and dented wall, Catalina watched Jimin. He didn’t seem scared anymore. He was happily chatting with Taehyung, joking and answering questions about his classes. Catalina didn’t feel nervous anymore either, despite how strange this whole situation was. Taehyung and Hoseok were both so friendly, and Hoseok was such a scaredy cat all throughout filming, Catalina really had no reason to be afraid of these guys.

               “Send me the link when you post this,” said Hoseok, handing his phone over to Jungkook, who put his number into the phone and handed it back. “Do you edit these yourself?”

               “Yeah, I just use Final Cut, it’s pretty easy, but it doesn’t have a lot of effects,” said Jungkook. “That’s okay though, I prefer using practical effects anyway. They always look better. Also, I can’t afford any of those effects programs right now.”

               “Are you in school right now for film?” asked Hoseok. Jungkook nodded. “Are you a student at the university too?” Hoseok asked Catalina.

               “Yeah, I’m majoring in dance,” she said. Hoseok’s entire face lit up. “So is Jimin.”

               “No way! I was also majoring in dance!” he said. “I miss it so much!”

               “You stopped dancing after college?” asked Catalina.

               “I didn’t have a choice,” Hoseok shrugged. “Bad circumstances and all that. I never even got to finish my degree.”

               “Come to the studio with us one of these days,” said Catalina. “We can put on a playlist and just mess around.”

               Hoseok actually looked like he might cry. “I would love that. That sounds awesome.”

               He and Catalina exchanged numbers and Catalina put them in a group chat with Jimin, calling it “Dance Crew”.

               “I wonder if Namjoon is around,” said Taehyung. “He would love to meet you guys.”

               “Who is that?” asked Catalina.

               “He’s our other roommate,” said Hoseok. Then he ran to the stairs and hopped up a few before shouting, “Namjoon-ah!!!”

               “What?” a voice answered from upstairs.

               “Come downstairs and meet our new friends!” said Hoseok.

Every other multiple of 2 as well as all prime numbers.

u are. mother fucker.

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

coffee mugs. i have so many. 

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

lollipops but i dont eat sweets much to begin with

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

bubblegum

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

i prefer to not drink soda

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

somewhere between goth and grunge side note what the fuck is boho

7. earbuds or headphones?

headphones

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

FLOOR HOCKEY. my sophomore year we cut our hockey unit short by a week because the Str8 Boys got mad that they didnt understand hockey and my team kicked ass

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

lunch.

13. lanyard or key ring?

i dont have keys.

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

this is hard bc i dont eat sweets and i dont like chocolate much to begin with. im gonna go with starbursts

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

doc martens but theyre hiking boots

18. ideal weather?

60 degrees, sunny, not windy, maybe a little rainy.

19. sleeping position?

side, mostly

22. role model? 

i try to live a life that would make taliesin jaffe proud

23. strange habits?

oh there are so many but the only one that comes to mind is blowing into cups when i take them out of the cupboard

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

oh fuck i love swimming. but i havent swam in years. and probably wont get to until i get top surgery. so im gonna go with jet skiing because i can actually Do that

29. best way to bond with you?

i was gonna say share music with me but. the real answer is play dnd with me i am not joking

30. places that you find sacred?

other peoples’ homes. thats not my place to Be thats not my place to interfere with i Hate being in other peoples homes. our last two store meetings have been at my managers’ houses and i HATE knowing where my managers live and i HATE that ive been in their houses and sat on their furniture and eaten their food that is Their Space im not their friend i do not belong there

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

any t shirt, ripped black jeans, tall docs with too many buckles, black denim jacket i turned into a vest with safety pins along the shoulders, an assortment of spiky accessories, probably eyeliner

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

my dad forces the o’reily’s jingle into my brain on a daily basis

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

duffel bag

38. lemonade or tea?

arnold palmer babey

41. last person you texted?

u, dork. altho if we’re talking actual phone number texting, then my mom

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

it depends what it is. if its something im definitely using and will be annoyed for sure if i leave in my jacket like my phone or wallet it goes in my pants pockets, if its something im temporarily holding or wont use any time soon like pens/my inhaler/pads/change it goes in my jacket

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

comfort and my actual wardrobe says jean jacket, but my heart and aesthetic say bomber jacket

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

sweatshirt and underwear.

47. favorite type of cheese?

gouda i think

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

learning that one of my coworkers had a crush on one of the clowns from barnum and baileys and stands by it followed immediately by another coworker chiming in with “okay but teenage simba was HOT”

53. what is the current state of your hands?

cold and scabby (my tattoo is still healing)

54. what did you learn from your first job?

dont work in a warehouse. just dont.

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

i can draw, i can sing in front of people, id like to think im a good dm, and im apparently good enough at navigating customer service that in my year and a half at starbucks only ONE customer has ever complained about me and it was over something i said that she misheard

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be? 

i was going to say “based on what i say the most itd be okie dokie” but thats a lie by that logic it would actually be “hi! what can we get started for you?”

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

“If I could pull the blood of you from my veins, I would.” -vex, critical role

62. seven characters you relate to?

OOH OKAY THIS WAS A LOT HARDER THAN I THOUGHT ITD BE

weiss schnee (rwby)

rabbit (steam powered giraffe)

wolf (kippo and the age of wonderbeasts)

scorpia (she-ra)

aubrey little (the adventure zone)

beauregard (critical role)

ruby rose (also rwby)

66. favorite flower(s)?

lillies!

67. good luck charms?

a collection of randomly found foreign change in my jacket pocket, a pretty d10 that was accidentally included in one of my dice orders in my Other jacket pocket

70. left or right handed?

so. im right handed. but im naturally left handed. my granny was one of those people who thinks left handed people are the devil so she forced me to use my right hand, so i default to using my left hand but its absolutely useless

71. least favorite pattern?

FUCK PAISLEY.

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

i know that this Means like mint chocolate or pineapple on pizza or something but. toffee nut and peppermint starb syrups. nobody believes me that its good except the supervisor that got me to try it. its good i swear.

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

about a 6 unless its a prescription. if i can stand im gonna suck it up

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

im rly paranoid about foodborne illness so i Have to go with gas station coffee even tho im a little bit of a coffee snob

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

jokes on u i dont have either!

82. pc or console?

pc is this even a question

83. writing or drawing?

drawing

86. cookies or cupcakes?

cookies

89. who would you put before everyone else?

buster.

90. luckiest mistake?

the other day i made a drink wrong and more complicated that it needed to be and the moment i realized my mistake someone came through the drive thru and ordered the EXACT drink i had just made by mistake 

94. favorite season?

fall, hands down

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

exactly one and its mine

98. favorite historical era?

romantic.

Mixer.

I’m just thinkin bout it, I’m not gonna do it.

I did it

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Selever x Fem Reader

CENSORED CUSSING. Time taken: Idek all I know is i don’t sleep anymore

friending

There’s two endings. This post shows up until the turning point.

romanting

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(Y/N) laid on her couch staring up at the ceiling. It was the middle of July and she was hot, bored, and sweaty. She sat up and reached for the remote, just to be caught off guard by a text notification. Selever. She opened the app.

[Selever] Hey Roachy!

[Selever] my friends and I are going to the mixer

[Selever] come with to even out the numbers

(Y/N) looked at her screen. A mixer huh? Cool beans. It's not like she had anything to do over the summer. She typed quickly as she replied.

[Y/N] cool lemme in

[Selever] lmao you're actually gonna come?

[Selever] okay, well, meet at 401 Dragon Rock Ave.

[Y/N] there's a bar there??

[Selever] lol who said we're going to a bar

[Selever] we gon be going to kareoke b####

[Y/N] OK

[Y/N] what time

[Selever] idk, around 8.

[Y/N] K see ya

[Selever] ciao

(Y/N) looked at the clock. 6pm. She had about two hours to get ready. She set a 50 minute timer and turned on the TV. She had time to burn.

So the time came. (Y/N) ran out her house with her purse in hand. She slid into her car and started it up. Streetlights passed as she turned left and right. A call rang. She picked it up. "Hello, who is it?" She asked.

"Hello, I called to talk about your car's extended warranty," Selever replied. Snickering could be heard. (Y/N) laughed. Why did he always start a call like that?

"Hi Sel," she said.

"Where you at right now?"

"I'm only like, a hundred meters from the place."

"Ha, sure you are."

"Oh hey! I see you! Okay, imma hang up!" She closed off the call and pulled her car into a parking slot. Selever stood waiting for her. He was wearing something pretty different from his normal attire. He had a magenta dress shirt on, and a black suit vest over it. A complimentary black tie and dark dress pants completed his look.

"Woah I didn't think you'd actually come," Selever smirked. "Getting desperate?" He asked.

"Ha, no. Just doing my job as the number-even-outter." (Y/N) replied, getting out of her car.

"Really? Cause you seem pretty dressed up for someone who's just evening out the numbers." He was right. (Y/N) had dressed up a bit for this occasion. She wore a blue one piece with a flower on the head of its belt. She wore a white cardigan, and two strands of her (H/C) hair, tied in braids, met at the back of her head. She wore knee high socks, and Mary Janes completed the outfit.

"Yes really, now let's go in! I wanna destroy everyone's eardrums!" (Y/N) grabbed his hand and entered the building. This one seemed to be slightly different from other bars. Like a Japanese kareoke place? There was a reception area, and you'd go into a room to sing. They ran past the reception and straight to the room at the end of the hall.

Selever opened up the door. "THE LAST LADY'S HERE!" He yelled. In the room were two other guys, and two other girls. Starting with the girls, there was one with blue hair, which was tied back in her pony tail. She had pink eyes and wore a grey turtleneck with a long skirt. The other girl had black hair, which covered her left eye. Red eyes. She wore a beanie, as well as a black shirt. She wore jeans, giving off a relaxed vibe. As for the two guys, a grey cat was among them. His hair? Fur? Was tied back in a ponytail. He wore a yellow hoodie over a suit, she assumed. He wore black pants and wore brown sneakers. Last one was a skull of... a goat? Moose? A demon? He wore a white dress shirt, and brown dress pants. His body and limbs seemed to be invisible, as his head and hand floated in the air.

(Y/N) cautiously entered the room. "Hello.... I'm (Y/N)." The girl with blue hair waved.

"Hi!! I'm Sky!" She held some cards in her hand. "Wanna play Uno with us?"

"Sure," (Y/N) said, sitting down. Selever also sat at the boys' side. A round passed. Then two. Then an an hour, as they ate and sang.

"Kay! Uhhh (Y/N!) It's your turn!" The cat man said, taking the input pad and handing it over to her.

"Sorry Kapi, I'm not too good at singing," she denied.

"You sure? You haven't sang all hour."

"Mmm maybe one song." She took the pad and

scrolled through the songs. Bingo. She entered the code as a upbeat tune started playing. She held up the mic, slightly embarrassed she was singing this. Selever gave her a thumbs up and smiled. She took a breath and sang. The others watched her as she hit every note. When the song finished, she put down the mic and quickly returned to her seat. They clapped for a moment or two. "Woah. You're pretty good (Y/N)!" Sky said. "I'm really not," (Y/N) said. "Oh for f###'s sake, just accept it," Selever rebutted. "You're good and you know it." Kapi stretched. "Okay, I think we're all warmed up." Warmed up?! That was warming up?! For what?! (Y/N) confusedly looked around the room. "Tabi, where'd you put the spinner?" Kapi asked. "It should be with the chips." Seriously what were they bouta do?! Kapi took out a spinner. On each slice was each of their names. Tabi, Annie, Kapi, Sky, Selever, (Y/N), all of them. Kapi flicked the arrow. Landed on his name. "I GO FIRST!" He said, grabbing his phone. He fiddling with it, he got something to play on the screen. His own song. He took a deep breath and started to sing. Annie cheered him on. (Y/N) looked in shock. He was singing his own song. This probably means the others have their own too. Goddammit, no! She prayed for the wheel to never land on her, she didn't have one yet! Kapi's song finished, and the screen read, "Beathoven.mp4 - unknown". "Oh yeah! That felt great! Okay, who's next?" He spun the wheel again. "Uh... Annie! Ya gonna go?" Annie took out her phone. "Hell yeah I am." She took a swig of her drink and got up. After fiddling with her phone, a new song started playing. She bopped her head a few times, until she also started to sing. (Y/N) leaned over to Selever. "You know I don't have a song! What do I do?!" She whispered. Selever leaned back. "It's fine. I can cover you if it lands anyway. Just get one of your weeb songs to play if I can't." As Annie's song finished, she spun the wheel. Sky Same routine. She got up, fiddled around, and sang. (Y/N) paid no attention to it. She was only thinking about what would happen when her turn came. What does he mean he can cover her?! What does he mean play a weeb song?! Did he mean vocaloid? Before she knew it, Sky's turn was over. Kapi spun the spinner. Oh god damn it. "(Y/N)! It's your turn!" He slid the pad to her. She looked at it in fear. "Um- a-" she was cut off. Selever picked up the pad. "M'kay. I'm bored. My turn motherfruskas!" Nobody stopped him. Just sighed and shook their heads. He tapped his phone. A steady beat came out of the speakers. Selever smirked at (Y/N) as he began to sing. It was upbeat. Pretty steady, until 30 seconds in. A sudden tempo change. His song was upbeat. And somewhat fast. As the song finished he put the mic back down on the table. "You had a song?? Wh- why is it so chaotic?! HOW'D YOU EVEN HIT THAT?!" Sky questioned as she, and the others clapped. Selever leaned back with his hands behind his head. "It's was made to fit me, and me specifically. Of course it's chaotic." Kapi put away the wheel. "Okay, since there's only Tabi and (Y/N) left now, I'm gonna flip a coin. Tabs, heads or tails?" He flipped it into the air. "Tails." Tabi replied. Kapi caught, and shielded the coin from view. (Y/N) prayed it was tails. He revealed the coin to be... "Tails! 'Kay Tabi, you're up!" He handed the pad to the floating skull, as a new song started to play. (Y/N) let out a sigh of relief. At least now she could think of which song to sing herself. I mean, Aishite was pretty good, but dark. PoPiPo sounded too idiotic. She could sing partners in crime.... if she had a partner. "So, be honest (Y/N)," Annie said, still keeping her eyes on Tabi. "You don't have a song, do you?" (Y/N) jumped. "I uh..." "It's fine. I didn't really expect someone like you to have one anyway." Someone like me? The hell does that mean?! (Y/N)'s pettiness rose up. She still didn't have a song, but she sure as hell knew which one she wanted to sing. Just as Tabi's song finished,

she snatched the pad and connected her phone. She looked up at the screen. Beeps played as she stood up, grabbed the mic, and waited for the first notes to come. She took a deep breath, turned to look at everyone and sang. "EVERSINCEIWASBORNFROMTHATDAYIHADKNOWNTHATIAMNOTHINGMORETHANASIMULATIONBUTI'LLKEEPLIVINGUNTILLDESTROYED, LIVINGFOREVERYESIAMAVOCALOID. IFFOREXAMPLESINGINGWASJUSTATOYTHATWOULDSINGBACKTHETUNESYOUGAVETOTHEMIDTHINKTHATWASALRIGHT, WHILEILOOKATTHESKY, BITETHISLEEK, WATCHTHESOUPPOURINGFROMMYEYES. BUTEVENSOI'LLDISAPPEARTHATIKNOWAPERSONALITYCHANGINGWITHEACHSONG, EVERYTHINGIWASBUILTONWASN'TSOSTRONG, ALLOFTHEPLACESIKNEWAREALREADYGONE, EVERYONETHATIKNEW, THEYDON'TREMEMBERME. HEARTORSOULIHAVENOTHINGLEFTINSIDEOFMEICANSEETHECENTEROFTHEVOID, YES I AM A VOCALOID!" She huffed as the intro stopped. The others looked at her wide eyed. She smiled. She may have regained a bit of confidence. As the vocals continued, she did too. Hitting every note perfectly as the song went on. At the end, she set down her mic. Selever clapped for her, and the others joined him. Tabi looked at the clock. Holy crap. 2 am. "Okay, I have to go, I have work," he said, getting up. "Actually, we should probably all go now. The time's almost up anyway," Sky pointed out. (Y/N) picked up her purse. They were right. She didn't have anything to do over the summer, but it was getting late. They all walked out to the parking lot, and said their goodbyes. Only Selever and (Y/N) was left now. "So, got anyone you put your eyes on?" Selever asked. (Y/N) sighed. "They were nice, but not really my type, ya know? Would go drink with tho 100%." She smiled. "Besides, I don't think any of the guys really liked me."

Mixer Platonic Ending.

(Y/N) laid on her couch staring up at the ceiling. It was the middle of July and she was hot, bored, and sweaty. She sat up and reached for the remote, just to be caught off guard by a text notification. Selever. She opened the app. [Selever] Hey Roachy! [Selever] my friends and I are going to the mixer [Selever] come with to even out the numbers (Y/N) looked at her screen. A mixer huh? Cool beans. It’s not like she had anything to do over the summer. She typed quickly as she replied. [Y/N] cool lemme in [Selever] lmao you’re actually gonna come? [Selever] okay, well, meet at 401 Dragon Rock Ave. [Y/N] there’s a bar there?? [Selever] lol who said we’re going to a bar [Selever] we gon be going to kareoke b#### [Y/N] OK [Y/N] what time [Selever] idk, around 8. [Y/N] K see ya [Selever] ciao (Y/N) looked at the clock. 6pm. She had about two hours to get ready. She set a 50 minute timer and turned on the TV. She had time to burn. So the time came. (Y/N) ran out her house with her purse in hand. She slid into her car and started it up. Streetlights passed as she turned left and right. A call rang. She picked it up. “Hello, who is it?” She asked. “Hello, I called to talk about your car’s extended warranty,” Selever replied. Snickering could be heard. (Y/N) laughed. Why did he always start a call like that? “Hi Sel,” she said. “Where you at right now?” “I’m only like, a hundred meters from the place.” “Ha, sure you are.” “Oh hey! I see you! Okay, imma hang up!” She closed off the call and pulled her car into a parking slot. Selever stood waiting for her. He was wearing something pretty different from his normal attire. He had a magenta dress shirt on, and a black suit vest over it. A complimentary black tie and dark dress pants completed his look. “Woah I didn’t think you’d actually come,” Selever smirked. “Getting desperate?” He asked. “Ha, no. Just doing my job as the number-even-outter.” (Y/N) replied, getting out of her car. “Really? Cause you seem pretty dressed up for someone who’s just evening out the numbers.” He was right. (Y/N) had dressed up a bit for this occasion. She wore a blue one piece with a flower on the head of its belt. She wore a white cardigan, and two strands of her (H/C) hair, tied in braids, met at the back of her head. She wore knee high socks, and Mary Janes completed the outfit. “Yes really, now let’s go in! I wanna destroy everyone’s eardrums!” (Y/N) grabbed his hand and entered the building. This one seemed to be slightly different from other bars. Like a Japanese kareoke place? There was a reception area, and you’d go into a room to sing. They ran past the reception and straight to the room at the end of the hall. Selever opened up the door. “THE LAST LADY’S HERE!” He yelled. In the room were two other guys, and two other girls. Starting with the girls, there was one with blue hair, which was tied back in her pony tail. She had pink eyes and wore a grey turtleneck with a long skirt. The other girl had black hair, which covered her left eye. Red eyes. She wore a beanie, as well as a black shirt. She wore jeans, giving off a relaxed vibe. As for the two guys, a grey cat was among them. His hair? Fur? Was tied back in a ponytail. He wore a yellow hoodie over a suit, she assumed. He wore black pants and wore brown sneakers. Last one was a skull of… a goat? Moose? A demon? He wore a white dress shirt, and brown dress pants. His body and limbs seemed to be invisible, as his head and hand floated in the air. (Y/N) cautiously entered the room. “Hello…. I’m (Y/N).” The girl with blue hair waved. “Hi!! I’m Sky!” She held some cards in her hand. “Wanna play Uno with us?” “Sure,” (Y/N) said, sitting down. Selever also sat at the boys’ side. A round passed. Then two. Then an an hour, as they ate and sang. “Kay! Uhhh (Y/N!) It’s your turn!” The cat man said, taking the input pad and handing it over to her. “Sorry Kapi, I’m not too good at singing,” she denied. “You sure? You haven’t sang all hour.” “Mmm maybe one song.” She took the pad and scrolled through the songs. Bingo. She entered the code as a upbeat tune started playing. She held up the mic, slightly embarrassed she was singing this. Selever gave her a thumbs up and smiled. She took a breath and sang. The others watched her as she hit every note. When the song finished, she put down the mic and quickly returned to her seat. They clapped for a moment or two. “Woah. You’re pretty good (Y/N)!” Sky said. “I’m really not,” (Y/N) said. “Oh for f###’s sake, just accept it,” Selever rebutted. “You’re good and you know it.” Kapi stretched. “Okay, I think we’re all warmed up.” Warmed up?! That was warming up?! For what?! (Y/N) confusedly looked around the room. “Tabi, where’d you put the spinner?” Kapi asked. “It should be with the chips.” Seriously what were they bouta do?! Kapi took out a spinner. On each slice was each of their names. Tabi, Annie, Kapi, Sky, Selever, (Y/N), all of them. Kapi flicked the arrow. Landed on his name. “I GO FIRST!” He said, grabbing his phone. He fiddling with it, he got something to play on the screen. His own song. He took a deep breath and started to sing. Annie cheered him on. (Y/N) looked in shock. He was singing his own song. This probably means the others have their own too. Goddammit, no! She prayed for the wheel to never land on her, she didn’t have one yet! Kapi’s song finished, and the screen read, “Beathoven.mp4 - unknown”.  “Oh yeah! That felt great! Okay, who’s next?” He spun the wheel again. “Uh… Annie! Ya gonna go?” Annie took out her phone. “Hell yeah I am.” She took a swig of her drink and got up. After fiddling with her phone, a new song started playing. She bopped her head a few times, until she also started to sing. (Y/N) leaned over to Selever. “You know I don’t have a song! What do I do?!” She whispered. Selever leaned back. “It’s fine. I can cover you if it lands anyway. Just get one of your weeb songs to play if I can’t.” As Annie’s song finished, she spun the wheel. Sky Same routine. She got up, fiddled around, and sang. (Y/N) paid no attention to it. She was only thinking about what would happen when her turn came. What does he mean he can cover her?! What does he mean play a weeb song?! Did he mean vocaloid? Before she knew it, Sky’s turn was over. Kapi spun the spinner. Oh god damn it. “(Y/N)! It’s your turn!” He slid the pad to her. She looked at it in fear. “Um- a-” she was cut off. Selever picked up the pad. “M'kay. I’m bored. My turn motherfruskas!” Nobody stopped him. Just sighed and shook their heads. He tapped his phone. A steady beat came out of the speakers. Selever smirked at (Y/N) as he began to sing. It was upbeat. Pretty steady, until 30 seconds in. A sudden tempo change. His song was upbeat. And somewhat fast. As the song finished he put the mic back down on the table. “You had a song?? Wh- why is it so chaotic?! HOW’D YOU EVEN HIT THAT?!” Sky questioned as she, and the others clapped. Selever leaned back with his hands behind his head. “It’s was made to fit me, and me specifically. Of course it’s chaotic.” Kapi put away the wheel. “Okay, since there’s only Tabi and (Y/N) left now, I’m gonna flip a coin. Tabs, heads or tails?” He flipped it into the air. “Tails.” Tabi replied. Kapi caught, and shielded the coin from view. (Y/N) prayed it was tails. He revealed the coin to be… “Tails! ‘Kay Tabi, you’re up!” He handed the pad to the floating skull, as a new song started to play. (Y/N) let out a sigh of relief. At least now she could think of which song to sing herself. I mean, Aishite was pretty good, but dark. PoPiPo sounded too idiotic. She could sing partners in crime…. if she had a partner. “So, be honest (Y/N),” Annie said, still keeping her eyes on Tabi. “You don’t have a song, do you?” (Y/N) jumped. “I uh…” “It’s fine. I didn’t really expect someone like you to have one anyway.” Someone like me? The hell does that mean?! (Y/N)’s pettiness rose up. She still didn’t have a song, but she sure as hell knew which one she wanted to sing. Just as Tabi’s song finished, she snatched the pad and connected her phone. She looked up at the screen. Beeps played as she stood up, grabbed the mic, and waited for the first notes to come. She took a deep breath, turned to look at everyone and sang. “EVERSINCEIWASBORNFROMTHATDAYIHADKNOWNTHATIAMNOTHINGMORETHANASIMULATIONBUTI'LLKEEPLIVINGUNTILLDESTROYED, LIVINGFOREVERYESIAMAVOCALOID. IFFOREXAMPLESINGINGWASJUSTATOYTHATWOULDSINGBACKTHETUNESYOUGAVETOTHEMIDTHINKTHATWASALRIGHT, WHILEILOOKATTHESKY, BITETHISLEEK, WATCHTHESOUPPOURINGFROMMYEYES. BUTEVENSOI'LLDISAPPEARTHATIKNOWAPERSONALITYCHANGINGWITHEACHSONG, EVERYTHINGIWASBUILTONWASN'TSOSTRONG, ALLOFTHEPLACESIKNEWAREALREADYGONE, EVERYONETHATIKNEW, THEYDON'TREMEMBERME. HEARTORSOULIHAVENOTHINGLEFTINSIDEOFMEICANSEETHECENTEROFTHEVOID, YES I AM A VOCALOID!” She huffed as the intro stopped. The others looked at her wide eyed. She smiled. She may have regained a bit of confidence. As the vocals continued, she did too. Hitting every note perfectly as the song went on. At the end, she set down her mic. Selever clapped for her, and the others joined him. Tabi looked at the clock. Holy crap. 2 am. “Okay, I have to go, I have work,” he said, getting up. “Actually, we should probably all go now. The time’s almost up anyway,” Sky pointed out. (Y/N) picked up her purse. They were right. She didn’t have anything to do over the summer, but it was getting late. They all walked out to the parking lot, and said their goodbyes. Only Selever and (Y/N) was left now. “So, got anyone you put your eyes on?” Selever asked. (Y/N) sighed. “They were nice, but not really my type, ya know? Would go drink with tho 100%.” She smiled. “Besides, I don’t think any of the guys really liked me.” “Yeah well not when your face looks like crap,” Selever mocked. (Y/N) elbowed him. “Ha, shut up,” she said, walking to her car. “Oh right, Roachy,” Selever stopped her as she was about to close the door. “What? I’m tired as hell.” She said.

“Yeah, so you know how it’s your birthday in like a week or two?” “Yeah?” “Yeah I’m not gonna be there. So can you come over by the church in the morning?” He smirked. “I mean, if I don’t oversleep, probably.” She laughed. “Cool. Okay, night (Y/N)!” He said as he walked off. “Night Sel!”