*kicks the door down* GUESS WHO'S BACK LADIES

Ok ok ok ok first I have to tell you that I've had some real fun reading about your zombie AU. Not a fan of slashers, but this one is more focused on something different?? I dunno how to explain this, but the idea is pretty cool! I hope you're doing well there btw!!🌹🌹🌹

Now I've rewatched the lorax recently and wanted to discuss some things. I mean, there's a lot of stuff, so you don't have to answer them all! But here we are:

1. Any headcanons on the characters' phobias? I came up with this question watching that mini-movie with the Once-ler being terrified of the Lorax's shadow at night 🤔

2. Video games! What kind of games do the characters like to play if they do? Are they good at it? Do they complete the side quests or boost their stats? How much time do they spend playing?

3. A question for YOU: are you a part of any other fandom rather than the lorax? Or have you *ever* been such a big part of a fandom before?

4. Now that we've got this trend of texting someone that they forgot their phone at home... Out of the lorax characters, who would fall for this? And who would try this prank on somebody? Maybe both????

5. Do you think things would be different if the Once-ler planted two more trees after cutting one down or if he produced thneeds in a more limited quantity, making his product more rare and prestigious? I mean, there's gotta be a way he could save the business, right? I wonder if he could still be friends with the lorax and animals AND rule his company then🧐

6. Can Audrey sing?? Yes, she's voiced by a singer, but never sang in the movie, but do you think she sings at all?

7. It's believed that your sleeping position says a lot about your personality. For example, we've seen that the Once-ler sleeps in a fetal position, which can imply sensitivity and shyness, and a desire to protect oneself, people who sleep in this position are known to be tough on the outside, but big softies on the inside (and also my dude doesn't fit into the bed but who cares). So what about others? Any thoughts on their sleeping positions?

That's it for now i guess! Thanks for reading anyway and have a great daymorningnightobscurity💞💞💞

Woow so many things to answer! O_O Welcome back, idk if you mean my Audrey's zombie AU story when you say "your zombie AU" but the zombie AU in general is an open AU and doesn't belong to me! And then here are my answers to your questions:

I don't think I've thought about legit phobias for the canon characters...they can be scared of things because they're scary but it's not debilitating or completely irrational like a phobia would be.

It's probably just Ted playing video games and he's probably great at it. I bet he's a pokemon master, that's what I headcanon my own Ted OC being.

I'm only actively in the Lorax fandom! I like a lot of other things but I'm only a very casual art appreciator in "other fandoms" so I don't consider that being part of them.

I didn't even know that was a trend lol. The Once-ler would try this prank just to be a jerk. I don't know who would fall for it, maybe Ted for the first 2 seconds

Well of course if he had even a LITTLE bit of foresight then things would probably be different, but our beloved Oncie is very much a stubborn dumbass so...¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I'll answer this for my own Audrey OC: yes she can sing, not like taylor swift level or anything, but she's very musically inclined and learned piano from a young age. She's very shy about singing though and is only comfortable with it if she's comfortable with you, so that's why you didn't see her singing Let it Grow in public.

My Audrey used to sleep on her front because she'd do a lot of bedtime reading and fall asleep accidentally in that position. Ever since the zombie apocalypse though, she sleeps on her side while hugging something so she can feel safe and not alone.

Reader has a baby and they bring them to work one day and them interacting with the group? Or maybe just headcannons about them with kids.

AAAAAA I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR AN ASK LIKE THISSSS <333

ALL SFW JUST SOME CUTENESS <333

UHHHH THIS IS MOSTLY <33 BABYSITTING HCS ACTUALLY BUT CLOSE ENOUGH LMAO. also sorry this got so fucking long lmao i just loved this idea sm. its so fluffy.

GIGI

OH SHE LOVES KIDDOS <33 I like to think she either has a kid of her own, or maybe a little sister? Either way she's so good with kids. If you need smb to look after your kid for a few hrs, drop em off at her office

SHES NOT AFRAID TO BE GOOFY WITH THEM. She'll let them do her makeup and smear it all over her face while,, she makes them look super adorable. She'll take a bunch of pictures w/ them too.

SHE LETS THEM TRY ON HER HEELS N SHIT?? they're stumbling around all over the place but they feel COOL so its fine

'Little Miss/Sir/Mx', usually doesn't use their name!!

'Little Mx <3 come here please, I'm not gonna have you go back to Y/N without some food in your stomach'

THEY RAID THE VENDING MACHINES <33 OH BOY OH BOY SHE NEVER HAS AN EXCUSE TO DO THAT, ITS A BLAST.

YEA SHE KINDA SPOILS THEM <3333 a buncha junk food and yummy treats and probably a buncha gifts whenever they visit.

She's their super fun Auntie Gigi now <333

MYC AND ANDRE

IF YOU GIVE THE KID TO EITHER OF EM, THEY'RE PAIRING UP. They both know there's no FUCKING WAY THEY CAN DO IT ALONE LMAO.

MYC ABSOLUTELY DISGUISES HIMSELF AS A HUMAN BC,,, HE DOESN'T WANNA DEAL WITH ALL THE QUESTIONS.

'what do you feed a 10 year old?' Myc is just,, rummaging through Andre's sparse pantry n fridge.

'uhhh cheese.. and... g r a p essss?'

'woow is that so?' in that Way Of His

'>:( do you have any bright ideas???'

meanwhile the kid is like,, already getting into shit. Into all the shit. they probably steal some shinies from his bowl of Cool Shit He Found (tm)

ITS FINE THEY FIND ANDRE'S LEGOS AND ARE COMPLETELY DISTRACTED FOR LIKE,, 10 MINUTES TRYNA PRY TWO PIECES APART. andre absolutely joins them bc,, he forgot he had those!! oh fuck he used to built such cool shit w/ them!!

'what kinda fuckin adult has legos???' Myc is lovingly teasing him while he spoons Microwaved Mac N Cheese into a little bowl for the kiddo

'the COOL kind. Come play with us I saved you a pile.'

(... yea myc plays legos. by the end they all end up making this,, giant castle thing w/ a little place for the kid's Circus Tent that they made. They order takeout and inhale sweets and are all passed out in a pile on the floor when you come to get your kid)

ALSO,,,,

'oh ffffffffffff- (remembers theres a kid)-fffffriiiiick?'

*the most unimpressed look* '... fuck shit piss!!!'

'EYYYYY I LIKE THIS KID, WANNA LEARN A NEW ONE-'

'MYC N O-'

JR

OH FUCK NO GET IT AWAY FROM HIM

I'm sorry he cannot stand kids. They're loud they're messy he never knows what to say. Any living human sub 15 he cannot tollerate. PLEASE NEVER GET HIM TO BABY SIT HE'LL BE SUCH A NERVOUS FUCKING WRECK.

he worries so much its gonna,, fall off smth and bonk it's head or explode or smth.

IF THEY'RE A LITTLE OLDER LIKE,,, IDK 13-17?? HE CAN PROBABLY MANAGE FINE AS LONG AS THEY DON'T GET IN HIS WAY TOO MUCH mdnsmds. he's still gonna worry himself into a fit.

He genuinely might use them as an assitant. Like sit them down by a filing cabinet and ask them to like,, sort stuff?? MSDNS HE'S VERY SURPRISED WHEN IT WORKS

REAGAN

VERY MUCH THE SAME. she doesn't explicitly hate kids,,, she just,,, really struggles with knowing what to do??

What do you say how do you interact with kids. her parents were awful she literally has No Clue What You're Supposed To Do When You Baby Sit

She mostly just sticks them in the corner with some books she used to read as a kid?? Like comics n stuff she had in her closet??

<333 eventually she notices the kid is like?? super into them but is having trouble reading some of the books??

........ *sigh*, she plods over, sits down, and starts reading to them. Because god dammit, her dad never did that when she struggled with shit and she refuses to have this kids memory of her be like that.

she nearly bursts into tears when the kid,, leans against her and falls asleep?? Its that kinda Nostalgic Sadness for smth that you never got as a kid?? <3

GLENN

HES LITERALLY A DAD <33 AND HE'S SUCH A GOOD DAD.

HE'S JUST <333 like such a classic dad too?? Like he plays catch with em and everything?? MAYBE EVEN TEACHES EM SOME WRESTLING???

HES NOT AS YOUNG AS HE USED TO BE THO SO HE ABSOLUTELY GET TIRED LMAO

*sigh* he will be very dissapointed if you say he can't teach them how to shoot >:(

IF THEY GO TO THE PARK??? OHOHO HE MAKES ALL THE STUFF SO FUN

YKNOW THOSE,, GIANT WAVE THINGS?? I think it's called an X-Wave?? HE GRABS ONE OF THE ENDS AND STARTS PUSHING IT UP AND DOWN TO MAKE THE WHOLE THING,, LIKE A ROLLER COASTER RIDE. The kid (and every other kid on the playground lmao) is holding on for dear life, laughing their ass off.

Jungle Gym Races!! It reminds him of Basic Training lmao. LOTS OF CUTE NICKNAMES TOO. 'Cadet' is his favorite bc this kid gives him this,, Big Proud Grin <3

BRETT

AAAAA HES SUCH A GOOD BABYSITTER.

HE'S LITERALLY SO FUCKING ENERGETIC <333 HES A WALKING GOLDEN RETRIEVER. Pure and absolute energy. he gets genuinely excited when the kid asks to go to the park. THEY PLAY TAG TOGETHER. THEY TRY TO SWING A COMPLETE LOOP AROUND THE SWINGSET.

ALSO HE'S PLAYED EVERY SPORT AT LEAST ONCE SO LIKE,, if they're a sporty kid?? HELL YEA the two of em are gonna be having a blast.

HES,, KIND OF A PUSHOVER SO YEA THEY GET A BUNCH OF SWEETS AT THE STORE. How can he say no to those puppy dog eyes?? He wants the kid to like him!!

AAA they absolutely have a movie/video game night. Mario kart w/ popcorn n soda n all the good things in life.

HE SHOWS THE KID ALL THOSE OLD TV SHOWS AND MOVIES??? eventually the kiddo passes tf out halfway through Back to The Future 2.

When you pick up your child at the end of the day they're,,, completely exhausted <33 brett picks em up from where they're nappin on the couch and passes them off to you/

AB

'fine, I suppose' 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄 into infinitum

He sits the kid down with some books that are,, absolutely way too far above their reading level. Because he also has no Fucking Clue what you expected him to do???

As kids do, they get bored as fuck and start asking questions about Why his Face Is Like That.

'I'm a highly advanced Artificial Intelligence, created to-'

'So, like a robot?'

'....... yes, I'm a robot.'

'NO WAY!!'

WHEN YOU COME BACK, AB IS DOIN ALL SORTS OF COOL ROBOT TRICKS?? turning his hands backwards, rolling his eyes back to reveal his circuits - the kid sitting on his shoulders, positively losing their mind bc its the coolest shit they've EVER SEEN

he spots you and Fumbles To Make Himself Look All Professional And Mean And All That Jazz

'productive day?'

*clears throat, smooths hair, removes child from his shoulders, etc* 'Productive - oh, nonono, haha. Perfectly calm. They were asleep most of the time.'

... meanwhile the,, entire basement area is chaos. Clear evidence of at least a few games of tag,,,,, Cardboard Tube Fencing,, and,,, *gasp* a chess tally, where he Totally Didn't Let The Kid Win So they Could Brag About Beating A Robot? If you didn't know better, you'd think the two of them had a fun day!

'BYE MISTER AB!!' with this big wave before you two leave? He'd protect your kid with his life you can drop him off at the basement literally anytime lmao

Meeting the crew

“We will be docking with my ship in a few minutes” Nak said and as the shuttle left Earth’s atmosphere completely all the turbulences suddenly stopped, and everything went quiet. All i was able to hear was the rumble of the engines and Nak’s flight equipment’s quiet beeping.

I got up from my seat and took a few steps towards the cockpit, i stopped at it’s door and held onto the frame. As i looked out in front of us i narrowed my eyes in concetration and i saw a ship in the distance, it was barely bigger than a the speck of a star in the vast blackness but it was really far away. Before i could open my mouth Nak looked up at me and said

“ I wouldn’t stand there if I were you, that's the emergency door and if the shuttle loses pressure ...”

I quickly looked down at him while i stepped forward my mouth slightly open

“If you want to look out front just sit in the copilot seat... just don’t touch anything!”

i nodded and sat down next to him. Now the ship in the distance was just a little bit bigger and I pointed to it.

“Is that your ship over there?”

Nak looked at me surprised ...

“ You can already see it?”

“ Yeah, it’s pretty small from here but i can definitely see it... must be huge up close...”

Nak turned back to his instruments ...

“Interesting....”

“Why you can’t?”

“No... and no species we know of can see that far ...”

“Oh...Hmm...”

I looked down at the instruments in front of me, this being the copilot seat it was an exact copy of Nak’s side. The first thing that caught my eye was an artificial horizon of course useless in space but comes in hand in atmosphere, than next was what i assumed was an altitude gauge but as I couldn’t read alien i was not 100% sure than next a radar screen and a bunch of buttons with labels that i couldn’t read but must be for power, engine, etc. The last thing i saw before i looked up again was the comms screen light up, and than as looked out of the windscreen again my vision was filled with an absolutely huge spaceship in front of us.

“That was quick...” I sat there wide eyed half shocked how fast that little speck became a giant.  Nak reached out and engaged the comms and started speaking an alien language, I looked at him and than back out again as the response came and the ship opened up before us. As the doors opened we flew in, the doors closed behind us and with a loud hiss air was vented in around us, once the pressure equalized another set of huge doors opened. Behind those doors laid an immense hangar filled with all kinds of vehicles and equipment as well as at lest two more shuttles as far as i could see. Between the items all around i could see figures of all shapes and sizes moving around working, some were even flying.

“Woow... so many species, I fell like a little kid again watching one of those sci.fi movies but....I’m ...I’m actually here, this is amazing!” I was at this point leaning forward looking out below us grinning like an idiot not even trying to contain my excitement.  Nak looked at me for second and smiled but said nothing before quickly concentrating back on the controls and landing the shuttle next to the others. As the landing gear settled he shut off the engine and powered down the machine before he stood. Now standing he looked at me smiled and said...

“Come now let’s meet the crew, and we’ll answer all your questions, i bet you have a lot. After that I think the crew has just as much if not more for you as well.”

“Alriiight...” I practically jumped from my seat and followed after Nak.

He opened the shuttle door and a ten person group waited for us outside the door in full hazmat suits although these suits were nothing like i ever saw.

“Oh yeah i forgot about them... “ Nak looked up the ceiling sighing deeply.

“No no, it’s better this way now that i think about it the human body is kind of a hotbed of all kinds of bacteria and illnesses... it’s actually good that you didn’t shake my hand earlier, i wouldn’t want to give you some virus that’s able to jump the species barrier.” I said turning to the hazmat team.

Nak stepped up next to me  “ I’m not worried my species has one of the strongest immune systems in the galaxy but thank you for the consideration, although it is quite concerning what you just said for the rest if the ship.”

While we talked the team erected some kind of energy field around the shuttle and one of them walk up to us handing Nak two small circular objects. Nak put one on his robe handed the other to me saying...

“This will incircle you in an energy field similar to the one that covers us and the shuttle right now so we can be safely moved to the medical bay for examination.”

I put the device on my shirt as Nak activated his by pressing the middle so i followed suit and turned mine on as well. After that we were quickly moved and examined thoroughly. They determined that most of what was in me was not able to affect others and the few that were dangerous they could make vaccines for rather quick, so me and Nak waited in one of the med bay rooms while the doctors did their thing.

“Soo...back on Earth you didn’t get to answer... are you using a translator ot did learn English?”

“No I’m using a translator, but your language is easy enough that i could learn it fairly quick, given my specieses language is the hardest that we know of as of yet and English doesn’t have anything i can’t pronounce. Well as far as i know...”

“Nice, tough English is actually not my language i just learned it myself my native tongue is Hungarian... and it’s if i recall correctly the 3rd hardest language on Earth...”

“Oh... How many languages do you humans have?”

“Well I don’t know exactly but if we count the dead ones as well the number is around 200 or even more... but as i said i don’t know the exact number”

Nak’s eyes widen at my response ...

“That many ... the most we knew was 5 and the majority of species only have 1 or 2 with dialects... and what are “dead” languages?”

“The number that i just said does not count dialects because well that there are just too many of those, and dead languages are ones that are not spoken anymore because the people who spoke it either died out or were integrated with an other culture that spoke a different language.”

Nak didn’t respond he just hunched over and held his head in his upper two hands and stared at the floor still wide eyed. i looked at him concerned that i broke him but he was snapped out of his contemplation by one of the doctors who just entered the room holding something... most likely the vaccines.

Nak’s head snapped up to the doctor...

“ Ah doc is the stuff already done?”

“It is” said the doctor

Nak turned towards me...

“He’s one of the best in his field but this was rather quick.” he smiled.

“Well the strains were easier to deal with than we first thought.” With that the doctor grabbed my arm and injected the vaccine into it, i winced and rubbed the place of the injection.

“Alright now you can actually meet the crew.” Nak said.

“Wait don't you need a vaccine shot as well?”

The doctor turned to me and said

“He already got it...” He pointed up to the ceiling where a small grate was “we dispersed the vaccine throughout the ventilation  system but you needed a more diverse vaccine and in a bigger dose, hence the direct injection.”

Nak paused at the door and reached in his robe. He pulled out a small thin circular device and handed it to me.

“Almost forgot... a translation device for you, just put it on your temple it activates automatically.”

“Wait you don't have one on your head, is yours subdermal?”

“Well yes, with so many languages on Earth do you have personal translation devices as well?”

“Well no nothing like this, we have to learn the languages that we want to speak, we don’t have the technology for it just yet, but it has been theorized and we are working on it.”

We walked out of the med bay and headed back towards the hangar. When we stepped back into the vast hangar a sizable group were already waiting for us.

Nak stepped up onto a crate and started talking his voice now booming loudly so that everyone can hear him...

“Everyone please welcome Tommy a member of the first sentient species from a class 12 planet!”

Hi Carmen! Sorry I got your ask ages ago and I meant to respond but I’m busy busy busy and I forgot but I’m not ignoring you sorry!!!! I hope you’ve been well and school (are you in school currently? I don’t know when your terms start/end) and life are treating you well 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

Hello Eleanor!! Don't worry about my ask at all friend! I know we are all busy and it's okay, definitely. my ask is not your number one (or hundred) priority so dw about it at all okay?

I'm three weeks into my second year of university atm! Things are,,, well hard since it's university but at the same time there's SO much difference with the first year! I am starting to see the Useful Stuff™ from my career haha

What about you? I saw some of your posts and I can tell you had/have millions of projects/hw/things to do so I'm hoping that you are also taking time to check on yourself and do a little of self care because I don't want you to burn out!

I hope you are overall well as well btw! (woow can I use more exclamation points or... xD)

(also don't feel at all pressured to answer or anything, it's completely normal to be busy at this point and please don't feel bad about not having time friend!)

Remember to take care okay? 💕

Masquerade | The First Sighting

Pairing: Reader x ?  |  Reader x BTS  | Solar & Reader

Word Count: 2687

Genre: Uni life, a tiny bit of suspense & supernatural, Comedy and a tiny sprinkle of fluff. 

Warnings: Just some Cursing. 

| Prologue |

A/N: WOOW!! Thank you everyone for the likes and as well for the follows. Wasnt that active so I didnt notice, and wasnt able to welcome everyone that followed me!! But welcome everyone! :D

Here is the first chapter, I hope you guys will enjoy it!! English isn't my first language rather my third so if you find any inconsistencies with the grammar or something else. Do tell me so that I can improve for future chapters. I hope you will enjoy it!! See ya till next time! And if you have any questions send them my way!! 

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The first day of the new semester was truly a beautiful day.  The birds were chirping their songs that somehow sounded even more melodious than usual, the grass was greener and you couldn’t even spot a single cloud on the brilliant blue sky. Everybody seemed to enjoy the perfect weather, all but one. You. 

There you were trudging along the campus path cursing the sun for existing. Miserable was the word to describe you. With a large coffee in hand that was bought in the campus coffee shop and that cost you your lunch for the day. Your wallet may weep, but the cost is small if you want to stay alive and survive the day. You weren’t even sure if you were going the right way or the person that you were walking with was a friend or a stranger. In conclusion, you are whole ass mess.  

One glance at you and even your 88-year-old grandma would have known that you drank yourself piss-drunk. All of the classic signs were there, the big black sunglasses the almost covered your upper face and made you look like a fly. The matted too much hair-sprayed hair that was put in a bun, but looked like something that the cat threw up. At least you had put on the nice outfit that you had prepared the day before. 

Going back to the thought of who you were walking with because at is point it was too awkward to even ask who they were. You decided to lift your head from the hunching that protected your tiny little head from the cruel, cruel world. 

You decided to inspect them to see if anything jogged your memory. You took a long good gaze at them, and it was a good thing that you wore your big sunglasses or you would look like a Furby on crack with your eyes. Okay, so it, was a she. Good start, you thought to yourself. Also, she is very pretty another detail added. Her name, what was her name? You pondered to yourself.  

“KIM YONG-SUN “. Almost like someone whispered the name to you. Whispers that you sometimes heard and stopped to faze you along time ago. But they were a bitch to hear when you were having a hangover.  

“Yong-sun, tell me again why did I drink that much.”, you asked your companion. You really hoped that she was someone you knew and not a serial killer or something worse. Because of your current state you were very easy prey. 

“You forgot my name again didn’t you?” she said to you with a pointed tone. The stare she gave you was one of great disappointment, mixed in with fondness or at least you hoped it was. You looked away in shame. She huffed. 

“First of all do not call me Yong-Sun, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Solar”, she told you. She doesn’t seem to be a stranger by the way she scolds me, you thought to yourself. But couldn’t she be a bit quieter? Btw Solar what kind of nickname is that? Was sunshine taken or som… Your thoughts decided to drift away. 

At this point, Solar again looked at you and was completely done with your bullshit, and decided to take action. To you, though it would be an act of betrayal which you would not forget.   

She snapped her fingers in front of your ears. 

Alas, you were to slow to defend yourself and truly suffered the most grievous of wounds. A headache that was on level 8 but now skyrocketed to level 50. That your head was still stuck to your neck and had not decided to explode and scatter all over the campus ground was truly a miracle.

“Oi, Sunflower what was that for.”, you said to your friend with your tone beyond irritated and sending a glare down her way. Let’s just say you remembered who she was, and it did nothing to soothe your headache opposite actually it upped it, again. Then you also remembered that you had on your big sunglasses, so the glare you sent her was meaningless.  This whole morning is starting to feel pointless. Why were you up again? 

“Well, looks who is remembering her friend. Btw how did you forget that literally we said hey to each other 30 minutes ago, we even rode the bus together and you are telling that you even didn’t know who I was but decided to follow me for the last 10 minutes or so.” her tone was exasperated and defeated. It was too early for this bullshit she must have finally decided. 

“How many times do we have to go through the same idiotic situation.”. So this is an occurring situation. Well, that’s not reassuring at all, you thought and grimaced. Now you were even more confused than before, and it did not help that your companion scolded you at every opportunity she had. Enough is enough.  

“Listen sunflower, - 

“Its Sola - 

“Whatever sunflower, listen now is not that I love your voice I actually do it gives me the good tingles, but for everything that is holy can you quiet down a tone. That’s all I am asking for.” and she answered back with a fine. 

“Now, do you have any explanation to why I am an amnesiac that can’t even remember her own name, and where the fuck am I going?”.  

“Well let me see?”, she pondered sarcastically. “Could it have something to with Seok-Jin´s bet about who is going to do most shots in one minute or Seok-Jin´s other bet who could drink a bottle of wine the fastest and then recite Yakko’s Nations of the world perfect! Wait there is more! Guess who decided upon all of that to smoke some blunts, which again she was dared by Seok-Jin.”.

“This Seok-Jin person sounds like a bad person.”. 

Solars expression said it all, no words were needed. 

You stopped walking and stood still. The memories from last night hit you like a truck and that headache that was level 80, let’s just say the scale is broken. Causing you to drop to your knees and crouch. 

“How am I alive?”, you asked Solar. 

“Trust me it is a question that I have started asking myself almost every day now.”, Solar answered.

 “You are lucky, now hope that luck will help us be on time for the first class.”, she said while pulling you up.

                                                         OOO

You had somehow survived the day but unfortunately, you still had one more class. To describe how you were feeling at that point would be miserable and gutted. Looks nothing had changed from this morning. With only one class left, you somehow found the energy to seem alive. As for your appearance, you wouldn’t be surprised if people thought that the zombie apocalypse had finally come. 

Instead of sitting on that bench that was strangely beckoning you to lay on it. You decided to head right over the room where your lecture would take place. Fortunately for you, the lecture was just cross from the building that you were exiting from.       

Looks like you arrived a bit early, which worked in your favour for picking seats. The backseat will perfect for you “to concentrate on the lecture”  and not do something else like sleep. No, you would never, perish such a dark thought. 

You put down your computer and made yourself comfortable. Although not too comfortable of course, you had to stay awake. You had some time kill before the lecture started so you decided to scroll through your phone and it looks like infamous enabler had finally decided to wake up.

                                                          OOO

                                                         OOO 

After that thrilling conversation with your roomie, you still had time to kill before class. How early did you arrive at the lecture? Deciding not to look a horse gift in the mouth, a little nap would not hurt. Just for a couple of minutes, you thought. It’s not like you will sleep, you just going to close your eyes and rest your head a little (which still had that horrible headache but not bad as before). So you just did that.

Something that was supposed to be a little shut-eye turned into a nap, a deep nap. Slipping deeper and deeper into the world of dreams. Unfortunately for you, the lecture had finally started. Unaware and sleeping on the desk with your arms folded in front of you, and at that sitting furthest back in the room you safe from your professor’s eyes.  You would also have gotten no attendance from this lecture, had it not been for your nice bench mate who answered for you instead. 

“.... hey… up…”, you heard someone whisper. Ignoring it to be apart of your dream. You continued your slumber.

“...wake up… lecture… started”, now the voice was poking you. What an oddly annoying whisper. 

Okay, now you were being shaken. Alright enough is enough, you were going to ask the persistent whisper what it wanted.

“... what do you want.,”, you said quietly hoping it would shut up the voice once and for all. 

“The lecture has started, and you probably don’t want to be asleep for the introduction.”, the voice answered you back. Now that you think about it the voice wasn’t all that bad, it was actually a very soothing voice. Very charming. 

“Hey, don’t go back to sleep!”, the voice said annoyed. Which seemed a common theme for people interacting with you today. 

“NO, wanna sleep”, you even whined. The voice didn’t respond and went quiet for a bit. You thought he had finally left you alone, so you went back to sleep or so you tried. For you could not stop thinking of that voice. He was so persistent a second ago. Why did he stop? 

Starting to feel curious, you wanted to see the face of the voice annoying you. So slightly turning your head around, you opened your eyes. 

The sight that you saw left you speechless. A quiet wow left your lips, as you couldn’t tear your gaze away. 

You weren’t exactly subtle with your gaze, so it wasn't a surprise that the boy caught you staring. Your eyes locked and it felt like an electric current went through both of you. Or maybe it was that pesky headache again deciding to show its head (hah!). The thought of sleeping was long gone. The only thing that mattered was this thing between you and his captivating eyes.  

His pretty brown eyes with a speck of black and gold in them. That somehow held hundreds of tiny universes in it. Sparkling, everlasting and mysterious. Even if you tried to tear your eyes away it was like you were hypnotised by them. If you looked somewhere else an invisible force would pull them back to him. Did you know this man? Because he felt so familiar. He felt like a lost piece to a puzzle finally put in place. Like you had known him your entire life and you felt comfortable to a level that Solar hadn’t reached yet. 

To say he didn’t look confused either would be an understatement. His face read total confusion yet some kinda warmth. 

Deciding to put an end to this “moment” or what you could call it. You asked him a question. 

“Have we meet before?”, you whispered to him.

“No, I don’t believe so.”, he whispered back to you.  

“You sure because it would be hard to forget such a pretty face.”, both of you said in unison. Both of you cringed and couldn’t help to laugh at the absurdity of it all. Then both of you remembered that you were sitting in class, so you tried to keep it quiet and not disturb the lecture. Also start to pay attention to the introduction. 

Did you pay attention to what your professor was saying? No. Did you spend your time sneaking glances at the boy that was sitting next to you? Yes. Were you ashamed, yes and no? You felt shame for acting like a little schoolgirl with her first crush. The unbothered though said enjoy the ride cuz you only live once sister. It was the part that you listened to the most.

Now, what was his name for you couldn’t call him boy any longer in your head.  

“JEON JUNGKOOK”, the whispers said. Well hello there Mr Jeon, nice to meet you thought. 

The lecture finally ended, did you know anything that was going to play in the future course plan. Of course not, you didn’t even remember which course this was. 

Just as you finished your thoughts, the man that had plagued for the last hour or so decided to turn around. 

“So are we finally introducing each other,” you said to him. 

“I guess we are.”, he answered back while sending you a small smile. That little smile drove your heart into overdrive. Stupid heart, shush he can probably hear your hard banking because soon enough you will jump outta my cheat, you thought. 

He reached out his hand to shake yours. Your hand easily dwarfing his, but it felt nice. Although his hand was very cold, must have bad blood circulation. 

“My name is … JK”

“................... Jeon Jungkook. I know.” you said proudly. 

“Wait how did you know my name?” he asked and actually seemed frightened by your knowledge of his name. 

“Well … it’s a little party trick that I have. I can just look at a person and know their name.” 

His frightful expression only deepened with something darker mixed in. You sense the danger decided to lie to save the situation. 

“I’m just kidding I saw it on the attendance list, and it must have stuck on me. And if you look at the cover of your notebook, your initials are written there so it wasn’t that hard to figure it out.”, you said while your manner screamed easygoing. When in a hard spot deploy your charm, is what your mother always said to you and it also seemed to work this time. Maybe Sunflower was right, you did have lady luck on your side. For after you had said it, Jungkook or as he liked to call himself JK, relaxed immediately and a bigger smile was shown. 

If you had only known that his name was never on the attendance list…

“Want to guess my name now?”, you joked to further ease the situation. 

“Let me guess?”, JK said while pretending to pond. 

“Could it be …” as he said your name. Now you understand how the person feels when you guess their name. It is a creepy feeling. 

“Deciding to steal my party trick now, huh. And it was going so good for us also.”. you let out dramatically, all the while falling over dramatically.  

“You know you are reminding me of someone.”

“That can’t be possible there is one person iconic as me and that is me.”, you proudly stated. 

You asked him for serious this time, how he had known your name. What if he had your little “gift”. Turns out the dude had just read your name on your notebook. And out flew that magic you sarcastically thought.  On a positive note, you exchanged social media accounts and numbers. 

“What did you put my name on as.” jk asked. 

“Jan”

“Wait, what??”

“Well you don’t seem to like your full name, and I don’t like your nickname it is too simple. Trust me don’t take it personally I do it to everyone. So yes, Jan.”

“You’re a strange one.”

“Not really just today it seems. I think all of my common sense has left me.”, you smiled at him. Jungkook froze still. 

“Well gotta go, it is finally time for me to enjoy the greatest pleasure of life. Sleep. Bye, Jan.”, you shouted at him after finally leaving the auditorium. As you left you heard a small wow, and goodbye. 

You still had it you thought to yourself, feeling proud. 

Now, what did the roommate of yours make?

Daiya no Ace: The Dramas #8 Kanemaru, Kane Nai!

An explanation… To keep my brain from rusting I started a project to translate the drama tracks that came with the character song CDs and other stuff relating to Daiya no Ace (because I love them and they’re all hilarious). My disclaimer - I am not a native speaker of Japanese, but I will do my best!

Character Song CD 12 Kanemaru Shinji Drama 01 featuring Kanemaru, Toujou, Sawamura.

Scene: It’s the end of school and Kanemaru is trying to hurry Sawamura up to get to practice in good time. But Sawamura has to go get a new notebook for English, so he can do his English translation homework. Kanemaru, being a long-suffering victim of good friend to Sawamura’s education-related problems, decides to go with him. And, ultimately, regrets it.

Translator’s Note: Japanese stationery stores/departments are, actually, quite hypnotising with their insane range of stuff. I may have brought an unnecessary amount of pens and pencils back with me. I feel Sawamura on this one. Don’t judge.

(The school chime sounds)

Kanemaru: Yosh, today’s classes are over. Oi, Sawamura, let’s go to afternoon practice!

Sawamura: Ah, wait a minute, Kanemaru!

Kanemaru: What’s up? We first years have to get to practice early and set up before the senpai arrive, remember?

Sawamura: Just a short few moments will do. Let me go to the school store first, huh?

Kanemaru: The school store?

Sawamura: I have something I desperately need to buy! My English class notebook has reached the last page!

Kanemaru: Ah, now you mention it, we have translation homework for English, don’t we?

Sawamura: We have class again tomorrow, too, so I need to do it tonight.

Kanemaru: I guess in that case you really do need to buy a notebook now, huh? Ok, let’s go quickly.

Sawamura: Yeah!

(they head to the school store, which obviously sells stationery but also sells lunch food and other things.)

Sawamura: Hey, look, Kanemaru! There’s still bread left!  (Translator’s note – he literally said bread, but in this context, he means sandwiches or baguette type things, and probably not cake type things).

Kanemaru: Ah, so there is. That’s unusual.

Sawamura: Right, Kanemaru! Let’s fill our stomachs before afternoon training!

Kanemaru: Oi oi, If we eat now we won’t be able to move properly during practice…

Sawamura: (not listening): Excuse me! I’d like a yakisoba bread and a croquet sandwich! And that big long thing with a sausage stuck in it!

Kanemaru: That’s a hot dog…and hey, listen to what I’m saying, will you?

Sawamura: You can’t go to war on an empty stomach!

Kanemaru: Well, if it has a bad effect on you, don’t blame me, okay?

(At that point, Toujou appears).

Toujou: What are you guys doing? Shinji? Sawamura?

Sawamura: Toujou!

Kanemaru: Sawamura said he needed to buy a notebook, so I came along with him.

Sawamura: Did you have something to buy too, Toujou?

Toujou: Yeah, I thought I’d buy a new ball pen. Look, this one. It’s really easy to write with. Here, give it a try.

Sawamura: Let’s see…(he tries it out). Ah, it really is! It flows really nicely!

Kanemaru: It looks really nice to write with.

Sawamura: And you have blue and green [ink]!

Kanemaru: Well, there are folk who do that – write notes in multiple different colours.

Toujou: There are. Well, they are mostly the kids with good grades, mind you…

Sawamura: WHAT!!! To think there existed something in this place to make studying easier!? I’ll buy one of these four colour ink ball pens!

Toujou: Hey, Sawamura, if you want lots of colours, there are also these ones…

Sawamura: (distracted by all the colours on what is clearly one of those really big multicolour biro pens): Hrm? One, two, three, four, five, roku….there are TEN colours here! AMAZING!

Kanemaru: Would you really use that, though?

Sawamura: If I only had this pen, I would definitely raise my class rank next time! Hahahaha!

Toujou: He’s…really not listening, is he?

Kanemaru: Unsurprisingly. Oi, more importantly, Sawamura! What about your notebook?

Sawamura: Huh? (He’s forgotten).

Kanemaru: Notebook! Isn’t that what you came here to buy?

Sawamura: Ah! I forgot about that!

Toujou: Even if you buy a pen, you need something to write notes in, after all.

Sawamura: Let’s see…there’s the normal type and the type with ring binding. There’s a lot of variety. Which should I get?

Kanemaru: Just get the same as you usually do? Look, this one here. (He hands over a book).

Sawamura: Ah! This one…

Toujou: You know pretty well what kind he uses, huh, Shinji?

Kanemaru: (grudgingly) Well, I help him with his studying enough. I kind of picked up that information even though I don’t really need it.

Sawamura: But, however! I feel like maybe I want to try using a different kind of notebook!

Toujou: In that case, what about this ring-bound one?

Sawamura: I could completely change things up and go with that kind of loose leaf system!

Kanemaru (getting impatient): We’re running out of time, so just buy both of them, huh? You’re always going to need another notebook at some point – it doesn’t matter how many you have, right?

Sawamura: Kanemaaaru, you are correct! I’ll go buy them!

(He scoots off).

Kanemaru: (Sighs) Finally, huh.

Toujou: You don’t need anything, Shinji?

Kanemaru: Ah, that reminds me, I think I’m about to run out of pencil lead.

Toujou: Since you’re here, you might as well buy some.

Kanemaru: Yeah, I’ll do that.

Sawamura (From across the school store) Kanemaru! Toujou! Hurry, come quickly!

Kanemaru: Huh?

Toujou: What’s up, Sawamura?

(They head over to join him. He’s got distracted again).

Sawamura: Look at this ball pen! You can write a line like this and then…look, look, it vanishes! It’s like a writing revolution!

Kanemaru: Yeah, it’s an erasable ink pen.

Toujou: A lot of people use them, I think.

Sawamura: *Gasp* To think that such a thing would already be spread around! I must buy one!......Huh? And what’s this? Bookmarks? Woow! Page markers to keep track of where you are in a book when you turn the page! (Translator note: I think these may be of either the clip or stick in page marker variety).

Kanemaru: Ah, useful stuff, that. Even if you forget to put in a proper bookmark, you’re still covered.

Toujou: Sawamura, you often read books, so it’s a good chance to get some?

Sawamura: I’ll buy them! And then…

Kanemaru: (lost patience now): Oh, just go buy them already. We have no time for this!

Sawamura: Right! (to the checkout person) I’d like these please! (off he goes to pay. Again).

Kanemaru: At last, he’s finally gone to pay. Are we going to make it on time?

Toujou: We’re just about okay, but it’s cutting it a bit fine.

Kanemaru: So long as there are no more problems…

Sawamura (yelling from across the store): Kanemaaaru!

Kanemaru: NOW WHAT?!

Sawamura: I HAVE NO MONEY!

Kanemaru: WHY DON’T YOU HAVE ANY?!

Sawamura: When I looked I only had loose change in my pocket…

Toujou: Which means, Sawamura…you didn’t bring any money down with you?

Kanemaru: If you don’t have any with you, then I guess there’s no other option. I’ll pay for it for now.

Sawamura: *sparkly eyes* Oooh! Kanemaru!

Kanemaru: Make sure you pay me back!

Sawamura: Of course I will! (There is the sound of the cash register, then) Yosh, I’ve bought them!

Toujou: Come on, Shinji, you should buy your stuff too.

Kanemaru: Ah, yeah, that’s true. I…huh?

Toujou: What’s up?

Kanemaru: I don’t have enough.

Toujou: Eeeh?

Kanemaru: I don’t have enough money!

Sawamura: (laughing): What, Kanemaru, don’t tell me you didn’t bring enough down with you either?

Kanemaru: SHUT UP!!! I don’t have any because I PAID YOUR SHARE AS WELL already! What the hell are you going to use all of that stationery for anyway? And you bought a bunch of bread as well!

Toujou: Hey, Shinji, it’s okay. I’ll settle the cost for you.

Kanemaru: Thanks, Toujou.

Sawamura: Toujou is a great guy! Hey, hey, let’s hurry, Kanemaru! If we first years are late to afternoon practice, we’ll get it in the neck!

Kanemaru: SHUT UP BAKAMURA! Are you happy now, idiot?

Sawamura: Don’t call me an idiot!

Kanemaru, SHUT UP IDIOT.

Toujou: Hey, both of you! If we don’t hurry we really won’t make it!

Kanemaru: Ah, crap, let’s run!

Sawamura: If we’re running, I won’t be beaten! (and he’s off.)

Kanemaru: Wait, you jerk! You can’t cause all that trouble and then run away from me like that! Ah, dammit, wait for me, BAKAMURAAAA!

Love me not || part three

♛ Pairing: Byun Baekhyun X Reader

♛Genre: Mafia AU, angst and fluff

♛ Warnings: there is mention of stalking in this chapter so if this stuff makes you uncomfortable be aware, strong language

♛ Words: 3,1k

A/N: woow, it took me 54 years but I finally did it. Lol, I hope you didn’t get bored of it. ALSO, two certain characters will finally meet again in the next chapter so look forward to that!

➵  Chapters: one || two || three || four || five || six (coming soon)

The spacious room was poorly lit as three men sat together at a table, not saying a word. Smoke left past one’s lips as a bunch of files where slammed on the table in front of him, the sudden motion not fazing him at all as he remained still in his seat. The man next to him on the other hand, leaned forward to pick up a file from the pile, his eyes reading through the lines quickly.

“I want you to keep an eye on her from now on, keep her out of trouble.” Spoke the third man who was seated at the end of the table, between the other two, his voice cold and serious as he wanted to make sure he got his point across.

“Also, make sure she doesn’t notice you. Don’t let anything blow your cover, understood?” he continued, eyeing both men as they nodded their heads.

The cigarette fell to the ground as the man exhaled the smoke one last time, putting his hands behind his head and leaning back in his seat, closing his eyes. Next to him, the other man rolled his eyes causing his partner to let out a low chuckle.

“Loud and clear, boss.”

You tried to contain your yawns as you opened the door and stepped into the little boutique, the sound making the employees aware of your presence as they turned to greet you with a polite smile on their faces. You smiled back and took your phone out, quickly texting Yuna about your arrival. She has been blowing up your phone non-stop since yesterday, and while you were lucky you kept busy last night, today was another story. You’d rather be anywhere else than here right now since you were still very much hangover, but you know if you were to miss Yuna trying on dresses for her wedding, she’ll make you feel guilty about it for the rest of your life. To be honest, you don’t even remember replying to her texts last night so when you woke up this morning to your phone ringing you were completely lost.

So here you were, having the worst headache ever and feeling like shit but hey, everything for your friends am I right?

“Y/N! Come on, everyone is in here!”

You turned around at the call of your name, putting your phone in the back pocket of your jeans before following the loud voice of your friend. Entering a secluded back room, you noticed three other familiar faces sitting down and enjoying a glass of champagne, their presence already making your headache worsen.

“Hey guys, remember Y/N right? She’s going to be my maid of honor!” exclaimed Yuna excitedly, making the three women finally turn their attention to you. They looked you up and down before giving you a fake smile almost at the same time, the action making you slightly uncomfortable before one of them decided to speak.

“Y/N, long time no see. How have you been sweetheart?”

You cringed at the use of pet names, your eye twitching a bit but still tried your best to mimic her fake smile, not wanting to let your guard down. The three of them were Yuna’s friends from high school. When she wasn’t spending her time with you and Jia, Yuna was with them almost 90% of the time and because of that, she started changing in your senior year. She became more plastic and fake just like them, leaving you and Jia just so she could be a part of their little group of hyenas. You thought she was all done with them when they left her all alone on prom night, but I guess not. Yuna loves attention after all so you’re pretty sure when they found out who she was dating and came running back like dogs, she welcomed them with opened arms. Charity work looks good on your resume after all.

“I’ve been alright, how about you?” you asked back, trying to make conversation as you took a seat across from them.

“Just peachy! We were just talking about the color of the bridesmaid’s dresses since our boyfriend’s need to get matching suits. But you don’t have to worry about that, do you?”

Loud laughing filled the room as the two other women sitting on each side of her started laughing, inflating her ego as a big smirk formed on her face. Of course, dumb of you to assume the one brain cell trio grew up and left high school behind.

“Actually” the laughing stopped, and they all turned around at Yuna’s voice, clearing their throats in the process “Y/N will be the one to choose your dresses, so if I were you, I would be nicer with her.”

Gasps left their mouths at her words, not believing their ears as they got up, trying to convince Yuna otherwise, the sight making you snort in amusement. The girl only shook her head at their cries, not paying them any mind, her eyes finding yours before speaking again with a smile.

“Go ahead Y/N, choose whatever you like. The dresses are in the front by the main entrance, you can’t miss them.”

You smiled and nodded before finally exiting the room, making your way straight to the first rack of dresses you saw. As you started browsing through them, you couldn’t help the feeling of sadness that overtook you as you paused to admire a random dress. One of your best friends is getting married, you should be happy, then why are you feeling everything but that? She would have been so excited for you, so why can’t you do the same? Why do you have to be so selfish?

You shook your head and put the dress back in its place, continuing your search when you suddenly felt eyes on you. Turning around, you scanned the room in search of someone but quickly frowned when you only found creepy mannequins and no sight of any person. Odd. You were too drunk to notice it last night, but if you stay to think about it now, you could swear you had the exact same feeling at some point in the night as well.

As you continued to pick up dresses and put them aside, trying to shake off the feeling, you finally saw it. At the window behind you, there was a guy standing creepily with a camera in hand, staring right in your direction. The mirror that was in front of you, only showed half of his face which was covered with a white mask and black cap on top, the other being blocked by your body. You froze at this, trying your best to remain calm, to see if he by chance noticed you looking at him. When he finally looked down at what you assumed to be his camera and started walking away, you finally let out the breath you were holding in. What the hell did just happen?!

He wasn’t looking at you, was he? No, that would be dumb, why would he? You’re not that interesting, why would anyone stalk you? But then again, even if you didn’t see anyone last night, the feeling was still the same. Also, this is a bridal store, he could just be taking pictures for someone. But he was looking in your direction, there wasn’t any dress facing him and what kind of man is interested in wedding dresses?! This doesn’t make any sense whatsoever.

You said goodbye to Yuna and left after that, not wanting to spend any more unnecessary time in there, being too creeped out to think straight. A short walk later, you finally arrived at the café where you opened the door and decided to take a sit at an empty table in the back, trying to calm down. Why were you so freaked out over this? There is a high possibility he wasn’t even looking at you and you were blowing this whole thing out of proportions. But still…it was a really creepy coincidence wasn’t it?

“Oh, boss!” you turned your head at the voice, coming face to face with one of your employees, notepad in hand ready to take your order. She must have mistaken you for a customer.

“What are you doing here on your day off, ma’am? Should I get you something to drink?” she asked, visible surprised to see you today.

You smiled and politely declined, encouraging her to go back to work. “No, no, no, don’t worry about me! Please go serve someone else, I’m okay.”

She looked at you one last time before nodding and taking off in the opposite direction, smiling brightly at the new customers.

Your eyes followed her until she disappeared from your ray of vision before letting your head fall on the table, ignoring the weird looks you got from the people nearby. What even is going on anymore? It feels like everyone is getting married and moving on with their lives when you’re still in the same place, not taking any steps further. Maybe you should move back in with your parents, leaving everything behind and changing the scenery might do you some good.

The sound of your phone going off multiple times ended up getting your attention at some point, making you groan in annoyance as you took the device out to check who was so eager to get a hold of you.

Dae: Y/N

Dae: my best friend radar is telling me someone is feeling sad :(

Dae: you okay?

You smiled as you read his texts, feeling warm and fuzzy inside at the way Jongdae always seems to know when something is bothering you. He is really something else. You shook your head in amusement, your mood already getting better as you texted back.

I’m fine, Dae, don’t need to worry. What’s up?

A few seconds passed before your phone dinged again, showing another text.

Dae: I wanted to know if you were done shopping or whatever so that maybe I could pick you up.

Wait what? You didn’t get the chance to tell anyone what you were planning to do today. Did you tell him and forgot about it? There’s no other logical explanation.

I still have something to do but thanks! Talk to you later

And with that you locked your phone and put it back in your pocket, not waiting for another response. You still had a lot to do before you could call it a day, so you decided to finally get going to your last stop.

The furniture shop.

You’ve been redecorating your place for a while now, so you decided to go back today to buy the last stuff you wanted. Moving furniture around and painting walls is a hard job to do on your own, you have to admit, but you get used to it when there’s no one around to give you a hand. But your mind still can’t help but wander back to the time you and him did this thing together…

Just as you were about to turn into another aisle, your cart suddenly stopped, colliding with a hard body which made its owner fall to the ground. In panic, you went to the person’s side right away, helping him up.

“I’m so sorry about that! I really wasn’t looking, are you okay?”

The man only dusted himself not looking up and at the sound of your voice he quickly ran away in the opposite direction without a word. Okay then.

You continued on your way after that, looking around at the pretty chandeliers when your phone buzzed again, with an upcoming call this time.

“Hi, Jia.” you answered, putting the phone between your ear and shoulder as you picked up two vases analyzing each one with great care.

“Hey, babe. What are you up to?”

“Nothing much, just shopping. You?”

You could hear shuffling on the other side, accompanied by a few seconds of silence before Jia answered. She must have put you on speaker. “Shopping? Don’t tell me you’re buying furniture again! Y/N, that apartment is new, you can’t just redecorate it every time a guy leaves you!”

That was…true. Your apartment was new, you just bought it last year. Well, you and Baekhyun did. Since you, like the dumb child you are, sold your own apartment when you and him decided to move in together, you had no other choice but to continue living in it when you broke up. It wasn’t that big of a deal, you just got rid of his stuff and went on with your life. Redecorating came naturally at one point, I guess it was a way for you to cope with the whole thing.

You rolled your eyes and continued walking, taking the phone properly in your hand when you saw the stranger from before again, quickly exiting your aisle. Why does he look so familiar?

“Stop being so dramatic, it’s not a big deal!”

“Not a big deal?” she screamed, making you move the phone away from your ear. “It’s been 3 months, babe. Please get over it, there’s a lot of nice guys out there.”

Stopping to pick up a can of paint, you replied. “That’s what I’m trying to do but it’s hard when you have someone always nagging you about it!”

After you said that, you felt someone bump into you, the impact making you almost drop the paint. You quickly turned to the side, coming face to masked face with the guy from earlier. Are you serious?

“Can I help you with something?!” you asked loudly, making him flinch slightly before taking off again without a word. What’s up with this creep?

“Y/N?”

“I’ll call you later, Jia, I’m busy.”

“Y/N, wait -“

And with that, you hung up and continued your shopping.

As you were exiting the store, bags in hand, that uneasy feeling from this morning came back again. You felt watched, stalked like some prey. Honestly, what was going on? It wasn’t even dark outside yet, but you felt the need to quicken your pace, wanting to arrive in the comfort of your own home as soon as possible. But as you did, you suddenly heard footsteps behind you, doing so as well, making your heart beat faster by the second.

Okay, calm down, it’s nothing, just someone walking in the same direction, no big deal. You can do this, just focus on getting home and you’ll be fine, nothing’s going to happen to you. But as the footsteps got faster and closer, you couldn’t help but start running, your paranoid side getting the best of you. And good you did because as soon as you got into your apartment building, a loud bang was heard from outside, someone clearly upset he couldn’t get in.

You didn’t even wait for the elevator at that point and rushed to the stairs, the banging getting louder and louder just like your frantically beating heart. Luckily, the front door was made of metal, so breaking it down wasn’t a possibility but still, that didn’t calm you down a bit.

Once in your apartment, you quickly locked the door before dropping the bags, sliding down to the ground. Every inch of you was shaking and you felt like you couldn’t breathe, the loud gasps that were escaping your mouth not helping any air enter your lungs. What the hell just happened? Someone was definitely following you this time, right? Was it the creep from the store? Or the guy from this morning? You had no idea but what you certainly knew was that you had to call the police, for your safety.

With shaky hands, you reached down to your jacket’s pocket to get your phone when you realized…it wasn’t there. Your phone was gone! You quickly got up and took off the jacket, searching every pocket it had, before throwing it aside, going to search in your bags. No, it can’t be, it has to be here! Did you drop it on your way home? No, no, you’re pretty sure it was in your pocket…right?

Visibly defeated, you slowly made your way to the one room in your apartment you couldn’t bear yourself to redecorate. Baekhyun’s office. The room looked the exact same way it did the last time he was in here, the faint smell of his cologne still lingering in the air. You wrapped your arms around yourself as you made your way to the desk, plopping down in the big chair. What were you going to do? You lost your phone and you’re certainly not going out anytime soon to tell anyone. Why was this happening? What have you done to deserve this?

You brought your hands up as you started crying, covering you face as your body violently started to shake. No! Come on, Y/N, you’re stronger than this, it’s not like anyone will suddenly attack you on the street. Pull yourself together! But your body didn’t listen to your mind as you continued to sob, your tears quickly rolling down your face with no sign of stopping any time soon. You’re crying all alone again and that for some reason made you sadder in that moment. Maybe it was everything that you pilled up finally breaking down, you didn’t know, but you remained there, crying for half an hour before finally calming down.

There wasn’t anyone to protect you, so you’d just have to do it yourself. And with that, you reached out to drag open one of the desk drier’s, the big, white initials staring back at you.

B.B.H.

When you broke up, you made sure to sent all of Baekhyun’s things back to his office yourself, not bearing to see them in the house anymore, but the one thing you decided to keep was something you didn’t even know your boyfriend even had until recently.

A gun.

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- ✿ Admin D

Part 2 of my fanfiction, enjoy 😉

A strange New world.

Everyone was slowly starting to realize what was happening, the lads were a little confused and worried. "Don't worry, I'll do everything I can to get you back, it sounds crazy and impossible, but there must be a solution."

my roommates were also a bit confused and shocked by this strange situation.

"Well, I think everyone needs a little explanation, let's go to the living room to discuss to all this quietly "

I invited the boys to sit on the couch, the time to get dressed, and prepare the breakfast. They looked so cute, with their frightened and at the same time amazed glances, to discover all these new gadgets that they didn't know!

As I finished putting on a dress that was a bit more presentable than my mini shorts, which I used as pajamas, I heard a shout from the living room and the sound of the television.

"I pressed this thing and that kind of movie screen came on," George told me with a small voice, "I told you, don't touch anything," replied John.

"You must be rich to have your owne cinema at home, and with all this colours" said Ringo.

"Ahah not at all, everybody's got a television like this in 2019"

"What, is that a telly? woow it's really amazing all this progress" Said Paul.

"And why is there this stripper on your Telly? There are great TV shows in your era," said John with a satisfied smile.

"actually she's not a stripper, but a singer, and these are music videos" said Luna, who was laughing, looking at them, mouths wide open, eyes fixed on the screen with concentration.

"What a dance," says George, amazed

"It's called twerk, welcome in 2019 boys, where our singers look like porn stars, and where we dance half naked rubbing each other, with music that looks like nothing and lyrics who don't want to say anything!"

"I think I'm going to love this era, finally" said John with a big smile on his face.

"In any case the 80's john would have been very disappointed to see our time" while I was serving breakfast.

"why do you talk about the John of the 80s, and not the John of your time, what happens to me in 2019?"

I bit my lip, irritated and sad to have spoken too quickly. My heart was heavy and my eyes filled with tears, I looked in turns at John and George and I couldn't help but burst into tears, "Again, tears," said John, laughing, "seriously what is happening to us in 2019 to cry so much."

"first of all can I give both of you a big hug before answering your question?"

Of course, they said, looking worried about what I was going to reveal to them. I took John and George and hugged them tightly, tears ran down my cheeks, but my heart felt so peaceful to see them in front of me, alive and healthy. Maybe this adventure would change their future and avoid John's death and perhaps even George's death. I sat on the floor facing them, wiping away my tears. "Thanks for that hug, you don't even have a clue of what you did with your music and the impact you had on the world, I realizes the dream of millions fans around the world, who also dreams of hugging you, and seeing you all four in front of them, especially for young fans like me, who haven't had the chance to know you alive, in 2019, only Paul and Ringo remains, who are both wonderful, healthy, almost 80-year-old grand dads, especially Ringo, who looks like a man not even 50 years old, and still doing wonderful concerts and great songs"

I took a deep breath, and I told "John you were shot dead on December 8, 1980, at 40, by a so-called fan in search of notoriety, the whole world mourned your death, you left thousands of inconsolable fans, George, you died of this damn lung cancer, at 58, November 29, 2001, but now that you are here and you know your future, there maybe a chance to change all that on your return.

"damn, why did this man shoot at me" said John in shock.

"was I an asshole with my fans?"

"oh no, that's the sadest part of this story, you signed him an autograph and even took a picture with him just before he killed you, you were really a wonderful artist , close to your fans, this loser is just a big piece of shit"

"woow what a revelation, well I think I'll quickly stop the cigarette in these cases" said george, throat knotted, restraining crying, everyone had tears in the eyes of the emotion, even my roommates who began to understand the situation little by little.

"well I don't give a fuck," Ringo said, lighting a new cigarette, with a mocking laugh to make the situation a bit more humorous and make everyone laugh.

"I'm going to be a sexy grandfather and the girls will continue shouting my name during my show "

"same here", said Paul with a wink, also lighting a cigarette.

"Yes, I said that you'll become sexiest grandfathers, but I forgot to tell you that you will also be great vegetarian sportsmen, and stop drinking and smoking." All 4 started to laugh,

"Us, vegetarians and sportsmen? Ahaha, you must surely confuse us with another band" Ringo laughed to me.

"laugh as much as you want, you'll see by yourself, when you'll tweet peace and love and brocolis emojis, when you'll be 80 years old."

"Tweet, emojis, what is that?" asked Ringo with his beautiful questioning blue eyes, and his sexy voice, damn this man is hot as hell, even more handsome than in all the pictures of him that I stare every day.

I sit next to him to show him and explain to him what is tweeter and emojis. "oh, it's so cute, love" he said, staring straight into my eyes with his beautiful charming smile, I look at him open-mouthed, completely under the charm and blushing.

At the same time, it was time for the news flash on television, and we saw the interview of a scientist living in London, who was working on the project of a machine to travel back in time, I hurry to write down his name on google to find information about him. This man might be able to help us, to bring back the lads at their era.

Cut Style- Cavendish x Plus Size Reader

You have been taking calls, sending and responding to emails all day, tracking down clients or important people whom your supervisor wish to speak with. Packing boxes and having packages sent out to call for a messenger service, including taking your supervisor's dog for a walk and getting her lunch and coffee. 

To say it's been a stressful day would be an understatement. One would think three months in the internship, you would be used to the chaos and bizarre yet normal in this industry's eyes,  errands. You look to your list for the next upcoming phone calls to be made. A sigh escapes as you lean your head onto the chair, closing your eyes for a moment of peace. 

That peace did not last very long as 'everyone's favourite blonde' as you like to call him, graced you with his presence. You sigh picking up his scent from his very expensive perfume. 

''I bring you both my presence and coffee and this is the lacklustre reaction I get?'' he pauses waiting for a response, yet none came 

''Y/n!'' he snapped. You involuntarily flinched before collecting yourself, lazily opening one of your eyes. A dark brown iris meets his pools of sky blue. 

''Hi" you lazily greet your co-worker and sit up to give him the attention he so loves. Your eyes roll on the thought ''What do you want cabbage?''  you ask rudely with a smirk knowing the nickname always gets on his nerves. It works best when you want him to get out of your space. Though, it's not too hard to when the other females here flock to him granting you an escape. 

He puts the coffee down on the desk giving you an annoyed look. You squint at the beverages not trusting this sneaky son a bitch one bit after the last stunt he pulled. A memory from your earlier time here at Marie Clare plays.

The first time you are introduced to everyone, you felt a swarm of butterflies in your stomach as your nerves almost got the best of you. You were only able to nod, smile and shake hands of your new co-workers who were all smiles. Your day went on being given a tour, introducing you to your supervisor and shadowing.

During the upcoming months, you've taken on every task given to you without complaint and executing each with the standard required. Day in and day out you prove yourself to your supervisor and the magazine. There were days where you missed lunch and had a lousy dinner while handling more business before crashing and waking the next to repeat.

An entire day was filled with taking calls, running small errands, dressing the models and fetching accessories and providing the staff with snacks and beverages. You catch sight of Cavendish busy styling one of the models. The pair seemed to be flirting with each other or having a fun conversation judging by the smiles on each's face. For some reason, you couldn't help but feel a bit self-conscious. Why? You started your journey of self-love and acceptance so why break that for a couple of strangers? 'Are you strangers though?' your mind asks. You shake your head getting it back into the game. This is not what you worked your ass off for, to seek the attention of a guy.

Your impeccable ability to style, dressing mannequins, selecting and coordinating outfits, colours and accessories for display, draping and pinning fabric, your work discipline has started becoming the talk of the workplace reaching the ears of a certain blonde. Your talent being compared to his were the wrong words to hear. The fact that you are good and becoming the centre of attention was eating him up inside and he didn't like it.

You were busy between waiting for a call back from a client and styling a mannequin that you hadn't realized Cavendish coming your way with two coffees in his hand.

''Hi there'' he chirped you startled again from his presence and whipped around to face him. The first thing he noticed were your nude ombre glossed lips before your 90's inspired outfit adorning your body and beautiful dark skin. Alas, though you are a sight to see, that wasn't enough to soothe the bruises to the ego.

''You have to stop scaring me like that man. Seriously'' he gives a fake apologetic smile and hands you your coffee.

''I just wanted to come see about the girl who's the talk of the office. Your work has been...nice. It's nowhere as great as mine but.. .'

You accept the coffee raising an eyebrow ''is that so?''

''Qui. My style’s... c'est magnifique. Your work is decent though.''

''Thanks for the coffee, we should do this again next time.'' You give a blank face looking at up at the tall male. He chuckles and walks backwards with his hands raised.

''It was nice meeting you y/n'' he dismisses himself leaving you to huff at the audacity of him. You go back to work and forgot about the coffee for a minute before picking it up absentmindedly. While working on the mannequin, you take frequent sips of the liquid before your stomach started having a queasy feeling along with trips to the bathroom.

This was not good; you had a list of daily tasks to be completed. All essential for the magazine and failure to stay on top of your work could be disastrous for the magazine and you. You barely made it through the day completing tasks and to your apartment bathroom.

Having a break from releasing your bowels for a minute, you think about the events from the day. Your mind went to your moment with Cavendish as you became upset at the memory when it hit you. The assailant caused you to become both horrified and see red.

After you've overcome your sickness, you marched into work looking for the blonde finding him working on piece. It looked amazing what he had so far you admitted. Nevertheless, you had a mission. He was sitting at his desk hovering over a sketch lost in thought. You slammed your hands down on his desk gaining his attention as he looks up with the same sickening charming smile. How could he live with himself? You leaned towards him.

''You poisoned me with no care for consequence. What kind of sick person stoops that low? I'm not going to have you fired for this but a word of advice, if you want to take out your competition, do so with some class and not repulsive tricks like this. I worked my butt off for this internship; I'll succeed at getting this job full ti.-''

''I will personally make sure that you never get this job. You're not'' he pauses to look at your full figure ''fit'' you dryly chuckle

''Listen to me. I will not let some lacklustre, shallow, self-centred, my little pony looking ass bitch drive me out of the place which will become my future job. Cavendish...sweeties...you can go fuck yourself'' you straighten yourself before turning your back and walking out with grace.

You straighten yourself in your chair looking to Cavendish and give a closed-mouth smile. `"I'll pass on your death drinks Cavendish. Thank you.''

''That was a long time ag-'

''Don't...don't do that. Don't act like it was nothing big. You poisoned me and I should've reported you but I wasn't going to get you fired for being a jealous prissy pants.'' The blonde stares at you still surprised at how blunt you can be

''Do you ever listen to what you say?''

''My words are as blunt as both your words and actions. Don't act fazed, what I say is the truth. Anyways what did you want I'm busy'' he scoffs before leaning closer and your fingers kiss. 

The attraction for each other is undeniable yet neither will be the first to start...anything. You already decided distractions aren't a luxury you could afford and any would be detrimental to all the hard work and time you've been putting in. You remind yourself that you are but an intern, desperately needing this job after college. You have no time to play house with someone who's foot is already in the door. Cavendish takes a moment briefly taking in your features and attire, appreciating everything before breaking up the moment.

''I came to give you some good news. I'm going to style a certain celebrity and I came to bring you coffee so you can celebrate with me before I go down to my fans..'' he says dreamily. You all but laugh at the male.

''Congratulations''

''You didn't let me finish''

''Oh there's more'' you say uninterested.

''Honestly, you are so brash. I also wished to let you know I have decided I'd let you shadow me. Or be my little helper. Amanda said that would be great for you and I. You learn from a great teacher and I, well... I show you what it's like being around greatness. Even now you are a witness as we converse.''

Your lips purse before you speak, words dripping with sarcasm ''Woow, really! Me? Oh, Cabbage I'm so honoured that you chose me to be one of your followers! I hope I can..make you proud'' you wink

''My gosh woman! Honestly y/n I'm trying to be nice here''

''You're being self-centred that's what but, that's very nice of you. I appreciate it. I would like to learn from you.''

"Thank you. See, you're already getting better at gratitude''

''Whatever little knowledge I need to know''

''I hope you fall down the stairs'' he says taking the coffees off your desk going to turn around

''Ha-ha I'm sorry Cavendish. Come back, I am grateful and thank you for the opportunity. I'm just not sure why you picked me?'' he releases a breath before turning to you again, his voluminous hair bounces with the movement.

''If you must know...I didn't entirely agree to this but I thought you'd actually need the opportunity. Plus, they've done this before with past interns. I was more so assigned with you really but I reluctantly agreed.'' You give him a face 

''I said I agreed still didn't I?'' you shake your head chuckling involuntarily

''Fine Cavendish, I would actually love to learn from you as you have more experience than I and I'd need all the experience I can get. Just...can you promise not to sabotage me? No poisoning or anything'' you say looking at him pointedly as he rolls his eyes

''Fine y/n'' you firmly nod and put your hand out. He looks at it then into your dark brown eyes bemused. Nonetheless, he takes your hand and you shake once. You've surprised him more than he'd like to admit these past months. He's taken an interest in you even if he still despises the shared spotlight.

''Truce?'' you ask.

''Truce.'' He picks up the drinks up teasing you

''You get no coffee though''

''I didn't want that shit anyway. You probably wanted to poison me again you psycho.''

Without peeling his gaze, he takes a sip from the cup meant for you feeling the warm liquid wash down his throat, warming his insides. He licks his lips.

''Mm mocha.''

''Get the fuck out''

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone

CHAPTER TWELVE: The Mirror of Erised

Has everyone always pronounced ‘Erised’ as aer-e-said? Am I the only one who used to read it as ae-rye-z-ed

Lol yes the iconic bewitching of snowballs by the weasley twins so that they bounced off of Voldemort’s actual face

Has anyone really ever taunted someone for not having a family? Like in real life? Has anyone ever laughed at someone for being an orphan? Malfoy is terrible, not only because that’s not something to make fun of but also because at this point he’s REACHIN. Like don’t even bother making fun of someone if the taunts aren’t even good… Also the fact that they’re in poor taste.

Aww it’s cool that Ron and his brothers were staying, I’d like to think that Ron’s mum intentionally planned their trip to Romania, now that she knows how much closer Ron and Harry have gotten; I suppose even if she didn’t, she’d have invited him over for Christmas anyways

I love how they just told Hagrid their plans to find out who Nicholas Flamel was without a second thought… like: oh yes we’re doing this fun project on the side thanks to YOU! Just TRY and stop us, we dare you

Aw yeah Hermione’s parents are dentists! I forgot about that mundane fact lol… they must be excellent and really successful, considering Hermione’s habits, or they’re just completely normal… you know what would be great? A short story about having a magical daughter and trying to make sure she doesn’t get too many cavities. OH actually that reminds me of Willy Wonka’s dad! I don’t think her parents are that strict though… I’d like to see that lol

Aw Harry’s happy he got presents! Also ‘What did you expect, turnips?’ is funny I’ll give Ron that

What message did Harry send the Dursleys that they had to acknowledge they received?

Also the fact that they sent him a fifty pence piece and Harry thought that was ‘friendly’. A FIFTY PENCE PIECE. WHAT CAN YOU BUY FOR FIFTY PENCE? EVEN BACK THEN?

Of course fudge is tasty, its FUDGE. Unless you don’t like chocolate, I don’t see why it wouldn’t ever be tasty!

Lol Hermione gave Ron some Every Flavour Beans, which he doesn’t even like that much

Jeez thanks Dumbledore for being annoyingly vague… I get that you don’t want to freak Harry out or make Ron jealous of him or something, but I feel like just explaining to him that you were a friend of his parents, which is truthfully one of the reasons you had the cloak to begin with would have helped somewhat… why was Dumbledore so obsessed with this idea of distancing himself from Harry again? Like why not be a mentor right from the get-go? It’s not as if it would have changed Harry’s reputation at all, he’s still famous and talked about all over school, I’m sure the fact that Dumbledore was his mentor wouldn’t really have raised any eyebrows, considering Harry’s situation

OH that’s right he didn’t want to get to close to Harry because of that whole PLAN he had that he was suspecting he would need to put into effect; So essentially he was being selfish lol

Look, I love Fred and George’s jokes… I mean Gred and Forge’s jokes

Ok I’m sorry but buttered peas?? Boiled potatoes?? Not to knock roasted turkey dinners, but the gravy is literally the only thing on this list of supposed ‘delicious food’ that has ANY taste, I’m sorry

Ok when he said wizard crackers I thought he meant like, crackers that go with cheese, I was like: what is so exciting about that? Wizard crackers or not lol

OH MY GOD HAGRID KISSED MCGONAGALL ON THE CHEEK AND SHE BLUSHED?? AND GIGGLED??? I DO NOT REMEMBER THAT

Also McGonagall wearing a top hat is an image I didn’t know I wanted to see lol

Ew why would anyone ever want to grow their own warts? Disguise purposes I guess

Hey even if Mrs Norris is going to eat the white mice, she deserves a christmas dinner ok?

Jeez strange things must be happening to these portraits so often… I wonder what secrets they hold?

Woow Harry was lucky there wasn’t any enchantment or anything that stopped him from going through to the restricted section of the library… unless the invisibility cloak protected him from them

How sad is it that, the first time he sees his parents is not in a photograph, but in a magical mirror that shows you your heart’s desire, also the fact that he didn’t even recognise them at first

I know that seeing his parents made him happy, and the thought that they’re only in the mirror is depressing, but true; the reason I’m saying this is because I’ve never fully understood this until now… I assumed that what he was doing wasn’t really that bad, he just wants to see his parents right? Like looking at a photograph… I didn’t realise he imagined them to be there right at that moment, and going there was like bringing them back to life for him, which isn’t true… It’s sad to think about, but that’s just life sometimes… some pills are hard to swallow. When I said I learn something new every time I read these books, I forgot how true a statement that was.

Interesting how contrasting Harry and Ron are in terms of their family, Harry in this moment so desperately wants to know his family, whereas Ron, so desperately, doesn’t want to be overshadowed by his enormous family. The grass is always greener on the other side I guess.

I wonder what inspired Rowling to create this mirror, it’s so reflective (get it) of how your thoughts can consume you if you let them, whether you’re thinking good things about yourself or bad, like this mirror they may or may not hold some truth and believing and obsessing about them can be harmful for you, like Dumbledore said in reference to the mirror: believing in them, “...will give us neither knowledge or truth…” I can fully understand how men have wasted away before this mirror because of how entranced they became by what they saw, especially if they didn’t know if what it showed them was real or at all possible

Honestly right on the nose: “It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live”

Ah yes the biggest lie in the world, “a pair of thick woollen socks”

Can you imagine Dumbledore’s panic? UHHH I? OH I UMM… SOCKS! YES I SEE MYSELF HOLDING SOCKS! OFF TO BED WITH YOU NOW SPIT SPOT

Honestly though he’s right… nobody gives me socks anymore, except my mum of course

Very mature of Harry to realise that it was a very personal question to ask, I definitely wouldn’t have thought that

Honestly this is one of my favourite chapters, more so because of how sad I always feel for Harry, I love how this chapter makes me feel things lol

Chapter 13

Short story #2

Let me tell you the story of a goddess who was exiled from heaven. It all started 3 years ago. How could this have happened how is it that I let this come of me. My dress was in shrieds and my make up was smugged and ruined. I once sat on a gold throne beside the one belonging to the mighty zeus. Now I am something lower then that of a commoner. All because of one mistake. I accedently gave the humans a wrong judgment and zeus was not pleased he was not pleased at all. And for the first time in history Sofia the goddess of judgment was sent into exile until proven worthy. How am I supposed to prove myself worth to the almighty zeus. I’m alone in the woods cold and scared. “Hello ma'am are you ok? What are you doing out here all on your own?” I jumped startled at the sound of a man’s voice. “Woow sorry didn’t mean to startle you.” He said chuckling softly. The man was no older then 27 at the most with shaggy brown hair and bright green eyes. “I..I.” My throat was so dry it was almost impossible to speak. I simply pointed at my throat hoping he would get the clue. “Oh would you like some water.” He asked pulling out a canister of water from his bag. Nodding I took the canister from him and took a huge drink from it. The cool water felt amazing on my throat. Of course water wasn’t as good as the nectar we gods drink but it’ll do for now. Once I had completely drained the canister I handed it back to him. “My name is sofia. And I am a godess I am known as the goddess of judgment well I used to be anyways.” I said blushing softly in the end as I played with my brown locks. “Your a goddess?” He asked one eyebrow quirked up. “Yes I am.” “Sorry but that’s kinda hard to believe.” He said his eyes roaming my body. “That’s understandable.” I nodded my clothes were mostly ripped due to the fall from the heavens. Not to mention I was covered in dirt and leaves my brown locks were a tangly mess and my once shimmering brown eyes were now dull and almost life less. “But it’s true though. I accedently made an incorrect judgment that ended up causing an innocent man his life which lead to zeus expelling me from heaven until I have proven myself worth of the title of goddess.” He looked at me a little doughtfull but nodded his head. “Ok then let me help you.” He wants to help me but why? I have done nothing to help him. “You really want to help me?” “Of course.” He chimed. “But why?” I had always found humans to be very strange beings but now I found them even stranger then ever. “Because even if your not a goddess I can’t leave a women out in these woods by herself it is quite dangerous. Not only that but I would also like to ask you for your help.” His face turned a slight pink at the end. “What is this favor?” I asked crossing my arms as I eyed him suspiciously. “I am in love with this……person and I want you to help me make this…..person fall in love with me as well.” At this point his face was beat red. “What makes you think I can help you with your romance it is not like I am Aphrodite.” “Yes but you are the goddess of judgment.” He had a point i could simply use my judgment magic on the one he loved to make them fall in love him. “It will be hard to help you considering I don’t have my goddess abilitys but all the same I shall help you. Now tell me about this person you love.” “We can talk as we head back to the town I’ll lead the way.” He said taking off ahead of me. I quickly followed behind. “The love I have with this person is a forbidden love.” “Why is that is this person from a rich family or something?” “No no nothing like that it is simply the fact that well……” He stopped in his tracks. “Well…?” “Its just that well….iminlovewithaman?” He said quickly. “Your what?” “I am in love with another man” He whispered quitly his face beat red. “Are you ashamed of that fact?” I asked him crossing my arms over my chest. “Who wouldn’t be I mean im a man in love with another man.” “If you are ashamed to admit that you love this man then you don’t love this man as much as you think you do. If you truly loved this man you would feel no shame in yelling it out for the whole world to hear. Yes some people might find it odd at first and others won’t like the idea of two men being together. But that shouldn’t matter to you not as long as your with the one you truly love.” He stood there simply staring at me for a second. “Your right your completely right. I have to get to him and tell him how I feel.” “Well then what are you doing just standing here? Hurry up and get going.” With that he took off on a full sprint back to the town in which he lived. Luckily I was able to keep up with him as he ran through the forest. Although when we finally reached the town I was having more of a struggle keeping up to him due to all the townspeople walking around. I don’t really understand what my point in helping this man find true love is. I should be trying to find my way back into the heavens as a goddess. Well I guess I might as well see how this love story ends. I followed him into a story near the center of town. “Maxwell!” He yelled out into the empty store. “Maxwell are you here?” “I’m coming I’m coming.” Came a voice from the back of the store. “Oh hey there Chris how can I help you today?” The guy who I’m guessing is Maxwell said stepping up to the register. He was tall not as tall as Chris but definitely still tall with a lean body and wavy blond hair with bright brown eyes. “Maxwell I need to talk to you and I need you listen closely ok?” Maxwell nodded at Chris’s words curiosity filling his eyes. “Maxwell I know this is weird and unheard of but I am in love with you. And I have been in love with you since the moment that I meet you. So will you do me the honor of going on a date with me?” Chris asked his hands clutching Maxwell’s. All three of stood there in silence as we waited for Maxwell’s response. Finally very slowly he nodded tears clearly visible. Without hesitation Chris reached over the counter grabbed Maxwell’s face and kissed him passionately. I couldn’t help but squeal quietly at there affectionate love. This place honestly isn���t so bad I think I might like it here. “Sofia about getting you back to being a goddess don’t think I forgot.” Chris said once he had pulled away from Maxwell who was as red as an apple. “Actually you know what I think I might stick around here for a while. Maybe help out some more people who were in the same situation as you who knows it might not be so bad down here.” “Well then feel free to stay as long as you wish.” Maxwell said smilling at me. I couldnt help but smile with him. There you have it lady’s and gentleman my story of how I an exiled goddess came to live on earth. Of course after a year of being on earth zeus returned me back to my old goddess self. Although I am techinqually a goddess now I still stay in the human world. I’m kinda glad I got exiled when I did. If I hadn’t I would have never meet Chris and Maxwell who now are happily married with a child. For now that concludes our story. THE END . Sorry if it’s kinda sucky I was kinda rushing when I wrote it. Oh and I do not own the picture.

Grocery time flirt

A/N: I knew I wanted to do another fluff month piece and I suffer with dialogue so I did a pure dialogue exercise! I rewrote this four times and now I put it on queue and I have until it posts to edit it. 

Comments and critiques are super helpful!

(Adrien/Mari)

“Handwritten grocery list. I didn’t know adults were allowed to do that publicly anymore.”

“Adults aren’t allowed to make bad puns without children around either.”

“Well, I guess neither of us are adults.”

“Oh shoot, now how will I buy all this alcoho—OOH HELLO!”

“Um, hi? I didn’t mean to sneak up on you.”

“You—nah! I S-saw you and realized you’re more intoxicating than my basket of liquor. No, wait—I mean.”

“Wow, that was a fast recovery.”

“Girls tell me  that in more intimate settings. No, shit, I did not say that.”

“Nuh-uh, I heard you loud and clear. Do you wait in this aisle just to test out new material on strangers?”

“What? No way! I don’t usually blurt those out, I’m sorry. I’m a well behaved French citizen, man’s honor.”

“No, no, I’m afraid your cover is blown. I haven’t laughed that hard in a while, I have to thank you.”

“You didn’t find it cheesy?”

“Oh it was completely cheesy, but it takes guts to say that out loud. In a grocery store. In the wine section.”

“I was surprised…”

“By my intoxication?”

“Hey! You’re sassier than I thought.”

“I may be short, but I am fierce with my words.”

“You’re not short, you’re—.”

“Fun-sized? I’ve heard that before.”

“I wouldn’t mind having some fun with you.”

“Oh brother. When I pass the last stack of beer bottles will your flirting powers magically disappear?”

“Well then we’d enter the baking aisle, and you’d turn from intoxicating to a cutie-pie.”

“Woow.”

“Are my powers too much for you?”

“Not at all. In fact, this is a very educational experience.”

“On what?”

“Which isle will it take to make a man stop flirting?”

“The wedding aisle?”

“Cute, tomcat.”

“Wait, where are we going? The store suddenly turned a particular shade of pink.”

“I’m guessing you’ve never had a serious girlfriend before. Such a shame.”

“What are you implyin—oh I see. Hey I’ve bought my share of feminine items before.”

“Like what?”

“Your feminine charm.”

“Isn’t that more like an insult?”

“What?”

“You bought my charms. Like I tricked you?”

“You know what they say, with a trick comes a few treats.”

“I don’t feed stray tomcats.”

“You don’t chase them away either.”

“Well, you’re not the worst I’ve seen. And don’t look over my shoulder as I pick up tampons. Only the strays I find in the lingerie aisle are that special. ”

“I’m not special yet?”

“They say special is subjective.”

“I’ll take whatever you give me, princess.”

“Don’t you need to finish your shopping? I have two men calling my name in the frozen section.”

“I didn’t realize I was making you too hot.”

“Direct me to your off button.”

“Oh, princess, I’m hurt.”

“It’s Marinette, tomcat.”

“And I’m Adrien. I knew you were eager to learn my name.”

“Kissing my hand is blocking the aisle.”

“And a kiss from you would silence me forever.”

“Oh so, thats the off switch.”

“Would you like to test it out?”

“You’re cute, but not that cute.”

“But I am cute?”

“You have to have something going for you.”

“I made you laugh! You admitted it earlier.”

“You’re occasionally funny.”

“I’m also a physics professor, fyi. Smart, funny, and cute. I’m too good to be true.”

“Maybe a bit. I almost think my friend planted you here…making asian food tonight?”

“Huh? Oh—uh, yeah. It’s for someone special, actually.”

“Oooh? Smart, funny, cute but not available. There’s the catch.”

“What? It’s not like—well it is, but its—“

“Don’t freak out. I’m joking with you. We had fun. I have to head home anyway. It’s my only day off and my friend is waiting for her booze. It was nice meeting you, Adrien.”

“Umm, yeah…I’ll see you later, maybe?”

“Yeah, it’s possible.”

******

(Mari/Alya)

“Hello, Miss. A message left for you at the front desk.”

“Thank you.”

“Mari, what’s that?”

“Maybe a client. The doormen always have something for me when I get home.”

“Oh my gosh, it’s your day off. You’re not allowed to even think about work.”

“Hey, Alya! Give that—”

“No way! You only get to read it if it meets my approval. Lets see—well look what we have here.”

“What?”

“Gurl! I did not know Adrien Agreste lived in your building!”

“Who? Adrien…Agreste. Like Gabriel’s son, Agreste?”

“Yes! You’re the luckiest girl I know, how did you even snag him. He sounds head over heels for you.”

“Wait, what are you talking about? Give me that.”

“You said you met an Adrien at the store…holy shit, was that him? How did you not know it was THE Agreste?”

“You know how focused I get on design. I honestly forgot Gabriel had a son…”

“He was completely home schooled, but his face was still plastered all over Paris for the better part of his teen years. Did his face fill out from angel to sex-demon or something? I swear, you are so scatterbrained sometimes.”

“You’re the journalist, not me. Wow, look at this poem though. He says he wants a date at his apartment. What should I say? I wasn’t ready for this.”

“Look, he said, ‘Never a second glance, but love takes a chance’. He’s kept tabs on you living here and you never noticed?”

“It’s a big building. Give me some credit.”

“Well, you met him. You said he was pretty great earlier.”

“Yeah, but when I left he said he had someone special—“

“Catch up! It was you!”

“You think so?”

“Oh gosh, you’re killing me. It’s you. He’s asking you out; say yes. Easy? How are you going to respond?”

“It’s for tomorrow so…I can respond with a message too I guess? A response poem?”

“That’s my girl.”

**************

(Adrien/Mari)

“You know, even with your letter, I was scared you wouldn’t show.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Hmm, we’ve lived in the same building for almost a year? I’m the son of the biggest fashion brand in France while you’re a fashion designer, yet you didn’t recognize me once? My face was once plastered all over France? If I didn’t have your attention back then, what’s so different now.”

“Ehh, to be fair, I’m surrounded by beautiful people all the time. I’m more focused on the finished product.”

“Well, I certainly feel special now. You know, I was really surprised to see you at the store.”

“I remember.”

“No, I mean, really surprised. You know that list on my hand? One of the doormen on the front desk wrote it down for me right after talking to you.”

“Why?”

“Well, I know you have a habit of ordering a lot of takeout. The doormen happen to mention it. I thought ‘maybe she would be impressed by a guy that can cook for her’.”

“No way.”

“Yeah. So, please, act overly impressed by my considerate gesture.”

“You really do like me.”

“You’re just catching on, princess?”

“I didn’t think—-well I had no idea. I know I can be slow at times but, how did I not know?!”

“I don’t mind. You’ll be falling just as hard in no time.”

“Are you saying I’m fast attracted to your magnetic pull, Mr Physics Professor?”

“See, we’re already speaking the same language. You can’t deny science.”

“How about I experiment on that off button of yours, for a start.”

“I’ll take what I can get, princess.”

Bill S. Preston imagine x

For my girl @gnarlygrace Hope you’ll like it! It’s long af lol

WARNING: This imagine may fuck you up

 San Dimas, California, 2017. I’m about to embark on a journey of a lifetime. I’ve been preparing for this for months now, I’ve been doing all sorts of researches, carefully planning and organizing everything. I know it’s possible, I’ve tested it and now, I’m ready. I’m Grace and I’m about to go back in time.

 Ever since I was little I was fascinated by the whole concept of time travel. I’ve read articles and theories about it and decided to create my own time travel machine. At first I though there was no way it could work but after many attempts, fails and even a few not so serious injuries, I’ve succeeded. My traveling device is a watch. I set the date and time and I’m able to go anywhere I want. I’ve tested it with a few things around the house, including my cat that time traveled 10 minutes into the past and got home alive. My summer break just started and I’ve calculated everything. When I go back in time I’ll be away for two months but in our time, it’ll be only two days. I’ve set my date, 1988 here I come. I’m about to press the button..I’m so scared oh my god, please god let it work..plea-

Suddenly, all I saw was a bright light and I’ve lost my balance, I think I’m about to faint..

I’ve just opened my eyes, I’m looking round, it’s morning, around 8am..Not sure if this was a dream but I’m getting up and I see that I’m laying on someone’s front yard. How long have I been here? What am I doing here? Suddenly, a tall guy runs down the street shouting at someone..

“Bill! Bill! You forgot your guitar picks in my garage!”

Another guy, I’m assuming Bill, starts running towards the tall guy to get the guitar picks. They’re both wearing rather retro outfits, kinda 80s if you ask me..wait..could it be? Did it actually work? I got back to..1988..Still trying to adjust to the older version of San Dimas I start wandering down the street, still feeling a bit dizzy I stumble across a Cola can on the street and accidentally bump into someone..I shake my head a bit and look up to see a blond curly guy whom I recognize immediately. It’s Bill, the guitar picks guy..

“Oh I’m so sorry!”

“Hey it’s fine! Are you ok?” he grabs my hand to prevent me from falling.

“Yeah I’m just..a bit drowsy that’s all..” Now I’m finally able to look at him properly. He’s taller than me, wearing a crop top exposing his, must i say, rather nice abs, his eyes are a weird mixture of blue and green and one blond curl is hanging over his forehead. I gotta admit, I could definitely have a crush on this guy..

“Are u from around ? I haven’t seen you before?” he asks.

“...Ugh yeah, I’m..I’m from San Dimas”

“Oh cool! I’m Bill! Look, I gotta go but I’ll be seeing you around!”

“Nice to meet you Bill!..I’m..Grace” i said, almost in a whisper as he ran down the street. Close encounter with people from the past is not always a good idea if you disappear after a month or something..I’m thinking about what to do, where to stay ? I can’t just knock on someone’s door and ask them to be their guest for 2 months! I gotta figure something out..I know! I’ll spend my days here and go back into 2017 at night, no one will notice and I get to spend the coolest summer in 1988 since my little invention seems to work pretty well.

This became my plan and it was working just fine. I would explore San Dimas all day, enjoying all of these retro things and go back home at night. It’s been a week now and I haven’t stopped thinking about this guy Bill. I went to the record store to see what I can find and I pulled one of my favorite Whitesnake records only to hear someone behind me say:

“Ready an’ Willing ? Nice!” I turned around to see the blond boy smiling at me.

“Oh hey! Bill, right?”

“Yeah! I’m sorry we haven’t meet properly that day. I totally didn’t catch your name”

“It’s fine, I’m Grace” I said in a friendly tone. After all, he seems like a nice guy.

“So..you like Whitesnake ?”

“Yeah I’ve been a fan since forever! You ?”

“Totally! They’re pretty triumphant!” We spent what seemed like hours talking about our favorite bands and music and just joking around. It was time for me to go home so we said goodbye to each other and I rushed to find some sanctuary where I could safely teleport myself back home without anyone seeing me. This guy..had the cutest cheeky smile and his eyes were just..ugh! He was so sweet and friendly and overall, a giant goofball and my crush for him was definitely starting to get serious. We would get together and go for walks, he would show me his favorite places in San Dimas, which unfortunately don’t exist in my time anymore and I was having the time of my life. I know I’ve said that I should avoid a close encounter with people here but I couldn’t help it. I needed him, he was always there to cheer me up and mess around and I fell for him, hard. I’ve started noticing his glances, the way he would stare at me and smile but turn around when I would notice. He would ‘accidentally’ brush his hand against mine, smile on everything I say and even blush if I compliment him on something. I was getting the vibe that he liked me back and that’s something I wanted more than anything. One day, he called me over to his place because his parents will be out of town and he suggested that we have a movie night. I’ve never been to his place before and I started feeling anxious because of the very thought that I would get to spend the night there. I’ve informed my parents that I will be at my friend’s house for two days before I went on my journey but they never notice that I’m actually in my bed every night. Fine by me!

It was time for me to go to Bill’s place and I was trying to calm myself down because we’ve already hung out before, so what if we were gonna spend the night watching movies at his place? Nothing’s gonna happen..right?

I got there at around 8:30 pm and he already chose a movie. “Halloween”, of course, not that I was expecting a romantic comedy from him. We sat on a couch in the living room and he only left the floor lamp on. “It’s scarier if we turn the lights off” was his explanation. Cheeky as always. The movie started and I saw him tense a few times during certain scenes even though he was trying to look all brave. I’ve noticed that he would occasionally turn around to look at me and then go back to watching a movie. At one point, my mind started wandering as I was trying to comprehend the fact that I was in his house, sitting incredibly close to him. Suddenly, the creepiest face appeared on the screen and scared the hell out of me because my mind was elsewhere and I grabbed Bill’s arm trying to hide my face behind his shoulder. He tensed a bit from my sudden move and started giggling.

“Hey it’s ok! He won;t hurt you, I’m here”

I looked up to see him smiling at me. He moved the hair which was covering my eyes and I’ve noticed his expression getting more serious. His eyes focused on me and within seconds I felt his lips on mine. He briefly kissed me and pulled away, scared that I may get mad or something. I put my hand on his chest and started moving it towards his neck, feeling his fast heartbeat. He got a bit confused by my reaction but seeing that I was fine with it, we started kissing again. His lips were the softest thing ever and he moved them so slowly, trying to make the most of it. My hand was in his curls pulling him closer to me and I felt him putting his hand underneath my shirt, slowly going up my back. Before we went any further I knew it was time. Time for me to tell him what’s been going on.

“..Wait..I can’t..” pushing him away from me

“Are you ok ? What’s wrong ? Was it something I did? I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to-”

“No, Bill, it’s fine. You’re..wonderful..I just..I have to tell you something”

“Yeah sure!”

“I’m not..from here..”

“You mean you’re not from San Dimas?”

“No, I mean..I’m not from..this year”

“..Wait..what do you mean..?”

“I mean I’m not from 1988! I come from the future, I live in 2017 and ugh, I made this weird time machine watch and-”

“Wait woow slow down! Are you messing with me?”

“No! I’m being serious! Look!” I grabbed his hand and pushed the button on my watch so we could go back 10 hours earlier. Everything happened so fast and when I got us back to tonight I saw him shaking, unsure of what just happened. His pupils were huge and he was staring at me, completely shocked.

“I know it’s crazy and I never thought it would work but it did! I never planned on this to happen but it did and you’re the most amazing guy I’ve ever met but I have to go back Bill! I have to! This is not my life, I can’t live here”

“No, wait..You can’t..You can’t leave! You can’t leave right now! Let me go back with you! I’ll go I don’t care!”

“No Bill! You have to stay! You have a life here, everything and everyone you know is here..You can’t come with me..”

He started crying, begging me not to go..”Please Grace, don’t leave me!..I love you!”

“I love you too but I have to go..I love you too but I have to go..I love you too but-”

“You love who?” “What?” “Grace, sweetie, who do you love?”

“Mom..? Oh I just..” suddenly I realized I was in my bed soaking wet. It was a dream..all of this was just..a dream.

“Honey come downstairs, we got new neighbors and we invited them over! Get dressed and come to meet them” I got up, still confused from what just happened..I got ready and came downstairs. A couple was sitting in the living room and I saw someone coming from the kitchen with my mom. A blond, curly, green eyed boy..Could it be?

“Hi! I’m William. William Preston, but you can call me Bill” he said as he looked at me and winked.

~Here’s my video for extra feels~