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xx-h0t5un3-m1ku-xx · 1 year
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why the fuck does math exist
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friiday-thirteenth · 3 years
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okay okay im not failing life i just hate statistic but algerbra right now so life doesn't suck but also everything we're doing is so easy i stg im gonna scream
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tattoosandsubarus · 7 years
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*clears throat* *screams*
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Only Time Will Tell (Peter Parker X Reader) 1/?
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Summary: Soulmate AU where each person has a timer on their wrist that tell them when they’ll fall in love with or meet their Soulmate. Which one will it be for you?
Word count: 3,053
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Warning: Asshole Peter, fluff, and some cursing if you squint.
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I remember when my mom took me to Central Park when I were a little girl, wondering why there was suddenly a timer on my wrist that was counting down. 4,015 days, 17 hours, 34 minutes, and 45 seconds.
I had asked your mom about what was happening, thinking I was a bomb and that was when I’d explode. My worries were diffused when I saw how she got very excited. She then went on to explain soulmates to me. “so you see, their’s somebody out there for you Y/N.”
“But I have to wait 4,015 days to meet him!? That’s so long!!” I complained.
“Sweetie. That’s not when you meet them, that’s for when you fall in love with them, well usually.” My mom explained.
“So you’re saying, that I could’ve already met them?” I asked tilting your head.
“Yes and no. It’s complicated sweetheart.” My mom laughed taking your hand and walking me back to our apartment. But little did I know, that on the other side of the park there was a little boy with a stupid pun on his shirt asking his aunt the exact same thing.
* 5 years later *
“Hey look who it is! It’s my main man!” I heard someone call from across the room. My head shot up in curiosity and looked in the direction the voice came from. Of course it came from him. “Hey what up Parker?!” Flash said putting his arm around Peter Parker. I still couldn’t believe that they were best friends. I always ended up rolling my eyes in annoyance whenever they spoke and just went back to reading my book.
I were about to finish the climax when my book was snatched out of my hands. Scowling I looked up and there they stood in all they���re “glory”. “What do you guys want?” I asked through my clenched teeth.
“Ouch. I’m sensing major hostility here.” Flash said placing his hand over his heart in mock anguish.
“Flash you’re in the fourth grade, how do you know what the word ‘hostility’ means?”
“My dad says that to my mom all the time.” he simply states.
“Riiight. I said stretching out the “I”. “Anyway can I have my book back please?” I said holding out your hand with your eyebrows raised.
“Why? So you can make yourself look good for your soulmate?” Peter asked elbowing Flash in his side causing the two boys to erupt in laughter. I took this as an opportunity to grab my book back from him when I noticed his timer was already down to 0.
“Awe what’s wrong Peter? Sad because I have a soulmate waiting and you don’t?” I asked with mock sympathy laced in your voice.
“N-no!” He stuttered looking down at his timer.
“Oh is that so!? Is that because you already found yours?” I said before giving Flash a look with an eyebrow raised and nodding slightly to to their arms that were still around each other. They seemed to notice as well and quickly untangled themselves as I turned and walked out the cafeteria with a smirk of victory plastered on my face.
“Hey Y/N wait up!” I heard someone yell behind me. Only when I turned around did I realize it was Peter.
“What do you want Parker? You want to take my book again?” I asked out of annoyance as I held my book out towards him so he can take it.
“Would you stop with that I don’t want your book. I want to ask you something.”
“Does this have anything to do with why is your counter at 0?” I asked taking his wrist and looking at the empty timer in envy.
“Yeah. I might have I already found and fell in love with her.”
“Already, but we’re only 10!?” I said my eyes going wide.
“Yeah, my aunt said that there are the unlucky few, who meet and instantly fall in love with there soulmate on the same day.”
“Unlucky? Why- how are they unlucky?” I asked.
“Because, She said that those people have a possibility of the person they love, will fall in love someone else.” He said looking at his wrist sadly
“Oh.” was all I could muster. Peter already fell in love. “So you’ve already fell in love?” He nodded yes in response, “Do you know their time?” I asked.
“Nope.”
“Who is it!? Maybe I can-“
“No! No that’s really not necessary Y/N.”
“I was only trying to help, Parker.” I said turning back around and started walking to the playground.
“But hey out of curiosity, can I know your time?” He yelled as I started to disappear from his view.
I looked down to see how much longer I still had to wait: 3,000 days, 22 hours, 16 minutes, and 50 seconds. I looked back up and turned around while walking and yelled back one simple word. “NO.” There was no way anyone could ever fall in love with him, right?
*4 years later*
“Hey what’s up Pete did you see the fresh meat?” I heard Flash say as he walked past my locker and over to Peter’s, who was just a couple lockers down and behind me. I rolled my eyes at both the voice and the sentence. Of course Flash would see all the new girls as meat. Peter’s next sentence shook me out of my thoughts.
“Oh yeah! That kid was huge! He looked like a freaking bowling ball.” the curly haired boy said causing the other boy to laugh.
“Maybe if we push him towards the middle school we’ll get a strike!” Flash said.
“He’d get a strike just walking down this hallway.” The boys laughing was cut short when I slammed my locker shut. The boys’s attention was now on me. I quickly wrote something on a piece of paper and walked to the trash can, bending down I tapped the paper on the trash can. I moved out of the way and stepped behind the trash that now read: ‘Peter and Flash’s personality’.
“That’s real funny sweetie.” Peter said looking between the sign and me. “But um, I hate to inform you; that’s a waste of paper right there.” He finished shurgging his shoulders while putting his arms in the air with his signature smirk on full view.
I walked up to him and put my hand on his shoulders, sending him a quick smile before shamelessly looking him up in down (obviously mocking how he would not-so-subtlety look me up and down everytime I came to my locker). Using my free hand I ran my fingers through my hair tilting my head and leaned closer into him so my hot breath was hitting his ear before I said loud enough so both Flash and Peter could hear, “your birth certificates were wastes of paper.” Before they could say anything else I peeled myself off of him and went my separate way and headed off to find my homeroom for the year.
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I ended up being lab parters with the guy Flash and Peter were making fun of for my last class of the day. I found out his name was Ned and he was actually the coolest guy I’ve ever met, and we quickly became good friends. Maybe he was destined to be your soulmate? If he was, I honestly wouldn’t mind. He was talking about cool the Avengers were before I interuppted him. “Hey I know this is really weird and personal, but can I see your timer please?”
He looked at me for a second with a total deadpan expression, before giving me a kind smile and his wrist. My shoulders fell when I saw that it was already at 0. “You already know who they are?” I asked looking back up at him.
“Yup. I’ve known for a long time now. Her name is Michelle but her friends call her MJ.” He said with the biggest smile on his face. Hey as long as he was happy I was happy. “What about you? Have you met your soulmate yet?” He asked nudging me with his shoulder making me giggle.
“No.” I said in between giggles. “I still have: 710 days, 1 hour, 5 minutes, and 35 seconds left.” I read on the little timer on my left wrist letting out a small sigh.
“Hey, cheer up that’s less than two years from now.” Ned said bumping me with his shoulder again causing me to brake out into a grin no mater how I much I fought it.
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I was thankful when I reached my locker thinking about how I just needed to grab my backpack and my algebra text book for homework when a small folded piece of paper came fluttering out when I opened my locker. I looked around to see if anyone was still lingering or was watching me as I picked up the paper and read it. ‘That was a great way of shutting those two up earlier.’ I felt a small smile creep it’s way onto my face as I looked around again to see if I could find anyone who looked suspicious.
“Whatcha’ got there?” Someone asked behind me causing me to jump. When I heard the laugh I knew exactly who it was. Peter.
“None of your business Peter. Why don’t you just go back to whatever hole it was you crawled out of.” I said putting the note back into my locker and taking the textbooks out before closing my locker.
“Hey. I just wanted to know if we had any homework tonight?”
“Peter we don’t have any classes together. Thankfully.” I said before I shoulder bumped him out of my way as I made my way down the hallway and in front of the flag where Ned was waiting for me.
***
It wasn’t that long of a night for you since you only had algerbra to do and started watching one of the shows Ned recommended I watched, Doctor Who. He told me that his last words were going to be “I don’t want to go” because of Tennant’s performance. As I continued my Doctor Who binge the note from earlier completely slipped my mind thinking it was only going to be a one time thing. But boy was I wrong.
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The next day was pretty uneventful until the end of the day when I got another folded note with a drawn heart next to my name. ‘You look beautiful today ❤️.’ I looked around again looking to see who this was, to thank them then completely insistent that I look that total crap. I gave up when I didn’t see anyone and I decided that I probably looked like a crazy person trying to find whoever it was who wrote it.
“Looking for someone?” I heard Peter say behind me.
“Leave me alone Peter.”
“You look beautiful today?”
I spun around when he uttered those four simple words. “What?”
“You look beautiful today?” He repeated pointing to the note in my hand. “Who’s it from do you know?” He asked. I shook my head no and reread the note. “That’s who you were looking for huh?”
“It’s none of your business Peter.” I said quickly grabbing my stuff and closed my locker. “And besides shouldn’t you and Flash be shoving a nerd in the trash? Or doing something to fit the asshole bully stereotype?” I asked knowing full well he had an Academic Decathalon meeting before leaving him once again in front of my locker.
***
The next couple of days were the same, Flash and Peter would say or do something messed up, I’d go to class, get my assignments for the night, get a sweet note, have an exchange with Peter, the walk home with Ned. Except today. Today yes I did get a note, but I also got a beautiful rose gold note book that had “for us” on it and a beautiful small bouquet of red roses and sunflowers. I opened up the note book to the first page. Which, to my surprise already had writing on it.
“Sorry I started to feel like our convosations were getting a little one sided. I guess that’s kinda my fault XD. So this is for us Y/N. But there are a few rules (sorry not sorry). 1. No asking who I am. 2. No sneaky planning to try to figure out who I am. 3. No telling anyone about this. *Expect the flowers go ahead and tell people that they were from a secret admire. :P (;* 4. Once done writing *if you choose to respond* place above your locker after the period is over or the next day. And before you ask, yes I’m in love with you. I’ve been for the longest time and I hope you’ll do the same.*I know it’s kind of a stretch sorry.”
I smiled at that full page of writing someone was in love with me. I closed my locker, shoved the notebook in my backpack and dipped before I saw Peter and have to explain the blush that was most likely on my face and bouquet of flowers. You walked outside to meet Ned and filled him in when he asked the inevitable, “what’s with the flowers?”
*1 year later*
I arrived to school later than usual and did this half jog half walk that was faster than speed walking but slower than joggin as I tried to get to class on time. When I got close to my class I started to slow down and started looking over my flash cards for my spanish quiz when I ran into Peter.
My notecards, his notecards, our books, notebooks, THE notebook, it all went flying.
Yes THE notebook. The notebook I got in my locker roughly a year ago, (give or take two or 3 months) obviously it wasn’t the same notebook, everytime we were finished with one, or we were close to finishing one, he would have a replacement but with something different on the cover each time.
“Shit I’m so sorry! I wasn’t paying attention to We’re I was going! I was doing last minute studying for a Spanish quiz!” I rambled.
“It’s okay Y/N, really it’s fine.” Peter said bending down to help collect everything that fell.
“Thanks for helping.” I said giving his a small smile.
“It’s no problem, really.” He said handing me my stuff. “You’re going to Spanish right?” He asked.
“Yup. Señior Adams first period.” I nodded with the small smile on my face as I clutched my books close to my chest.
“C-can I um.” he cleared his throat to cover up him stuttering. “Can I walk you?” he asked. I subconsciously ran my tongue over my bottom lip and captured the lip between my teeth. I heard him take a deep breath in before I nodded. “Can I, um. Can I hold your books?” He asked and quickly took my books before I could protest.
It was quiet at first; and it wasn’t a weird quiet either, it was- comfortable. “So.” I said breaking the silence. “I haven’t seen Flash around all that much. What’s going on between you guys?” I asked, Peter just sighed and I had my eyebrows raised in anticipation.
Peter’s hand met the back of his neck as if he was debating on telling me. When he saw my face he laughed and gave in. “ he stopped talking to me because I got an internship with Tony Stark.” My eyes widened subtly when he said that. I realized it wasn’t as subtle as I thought. “Is it really that surprising?” He asked in between his laughs.
“Well kinda, Yeah.” “Oh really how so?” He asked, turning his head toward me with an eyebrow raised. “Because, you and Flash basically have the same GPA.” I said as he looked down at me with his milk chocolate eyes.
“You know my GPA?” He asked with a smirk on his stupidly cute ass face. ‘Wait what?’ I thought, did I really just think that?
“Well yeah.” I cleared my throat obviously flustered now I continued, “You and Flash weren’t exactly the most modest people when it came to grades.” I said pushing him lightly with my shoulder causing him to chuckle and my heart to flutter. “I have to ask, why were you even friends with him?”
“I guess he just made me confident, like I knew who I was, and now without him, I’m nothing. You know?” He asked and I just nodded in response before he let out a sigh.
We stopped when we reached my class. “Well, this is my stop.” I said pointing towards the classroom door. Peter gave me back my books and shot me a smile that made my stomach do flips. He was about to leave when I stopped him. “For the record, I like this Peter Parker much better than the other Peter Parker.” I said giving him a small smile before I continued. “And if you don’t have anyone to sit with at lunch, you’re welcome to sit with Me and Ned.”
Peter smiled at me, took my hand in his free one and squeezed it before saying, “I’d like that very much. Thank you.” And with that he was gone and off to his own class. I looked down at my wrist that read: 245 days, 22 hours, 2 minutes, 5 seconds. I walked into the class only to see that we had a sub and that meant two things: ‘no quiz, and a free period to do whatever we want. I placed my text books and my two other notebooks on the ground under the books next to my desk first. I then processed to flip through the first notebook of three until I found my unfinished homework. I quickly finished it and placed it on top of my text books. I then went to reach for my rose gold notebook to only discover it was gone.
‘I must have dropped it when I ran into Peter’ I thought as I got up and asked the sub if I could go to the restroom, when in reality I went the the place where Peter and I collided only to see an empty hallway. “Fuck.” I groaned.
Part 2
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feralenby-moved · 7 years
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Algerbra fuckinnnng sucks and I hate it
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dearretartdeddiary · 6 years
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Dear Inconsistent Dairy
Dec 9, 2017 / 1:24am
  i started writing this on my laptop but stopped and started typing on my phone instead cause i thought the clicking of the keyboard would wake someone up.
  i wanna go to sleep (sorta) but all i could think about is the list of things i have to do as this week comes to an end.
 ok, first let me fill y'all in with the shit that's been goin on in my life recently. ok so i've been getting a lot of different performing opportunities ever since Carnegie Hall....oh and did i mention i sang there? and oml it was great. i felt like a whole celebrity; people wanted pictures, they wanted to talk, all of that jazz! and I recently went back to theatre steps, which i originally didn't really want to do but they are the people that gave me a chance to get these opportunities in the first place and their the ones still offering them to me sooooooooo yeah. This week has just been hell, not to mentions it's only tuesday. I was sick as a dog for the past two days and i was literally dying in school yesterday, thank god i didn't go today. And i have a quiz and a test to make up tmr that i didn't study for and on top of that i'm almost positive i'm gonna have a pop quiz in Algerbra ll tmr that i haven't studied for AND on top of that i'm performing at a lounge on thursday singing a song i still need to practice and still need to find an outfit for....... while sounding like a horse. a dead horse. a dead horse that can't hear herself cause her ears are clogged. ughhhhh i feel like i'm stretching it if i say i'm stressing out but um.... IM STRESSING OUT BIH plus i'm ending the night on "bad terms" with my mom and i hate that feeling. It's all cause of this performance for thursday. 😤😞 It's like i wanna be happy about all these opportunities that i'm getting but at the same time, idk, it just adds another weight for me to carry. *sigh* and ik your probably thinking, asia your a lazy sack of potatoes, you don't do anything but watch youtube and sleep, why would their be any weight put on you? but idk i guess i just have a lot on my mind, plus i've been slacking and getting lazy and i've just been stressing and sorta in that "omg i wanna die" mood lately.
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