Strangers To Lovers - Blog Posts

hii can i request something? a yedam imagine hah au : 8 - college!au, trope : 9 - strangers to lovers and prompt : 22 "did you hack into my hotspot?" i imagined it as their dorm being next to each other thanks in advance🥰❤

omfg it’s been ages since ive written so tysm for requesting!!! I hope you liked this <3

Bang Yedam - “did you hack into my hotspot?” college au! strangers to lovers!

You were running to the college’s library, you were in desperate need of wifi, as you had a 2000 word essay awaiting you, it’s due date within only a few hours. Instead of finishing the essay slowly over time, you had decided it would be best to procrastinate, leaving it to the very last minute which always lead to you crying because the stress became to hard to handle. But you always did get the job done with passing grades - the very minimum you achieved.

Right as you were about to open the door that lead to unlimited wifi, that you so desperately needed, a sign had stopped you “LIBRARY CLOSED DUE TO UNSAFE ELECTRICITY PROBLEMS”. Screaming internally, you wished you had gotten electrocuted right then and there, not only would you have recieved compensation from your college but you would have also been excused from handing up the essay due.

You decided to go back into your dorm and text your family if they were home, as you were texting your family. While going up the stairs, holding onto your laptop with your arm wrapped around it, the worst thing that could’ve happened, had happened. Not watching your stepping on the steps you had almost slipped, to prevent yourself from falling down, you had held onto the railing on the right side of you, the side that was holding onto your laptop. You thanked the gods for saving you but within the same moment all you could do was watch your laptop go rolling down the stairs, you cringed every single time it made a sound while going down each step.

As the falling of the laptop came to an end, you basically sprinted down the stairs to see if the damage was serious, and the damage was beyond repair. Your laptop was now in pieces and all you could do was stare at it in horror. You picked up whatever was left of the laptop and quickly made your way to your dorm. There was no time to cry over your laptop, you had a 2000 word essay due in less than 2 hours and if you couldn’t use your laptop to type it up, you were going to use your phone. Which had no access to any wifi or had any data whatsoever.

You knew it was morally wrong but you were beyond desperate right now, the essay awaiting completion was 70% of your grade, if you got good marks on this, you wouldn’t even need to worry about any other assignments or essays or even quizzes, and probably skip class for the rest of the semester, because you knew that was all possible, only if your phone had data so you could finish the essay.

You decided to hack into somebody’s hotspot, to be even more specific, you had decided to hack into your dorm neighbours hotspot, you didn’t know him particularly well, and he wasn’t even in your course. But you were sure he wouldn’t mind if you used a little bit of his data, right? So you did the morally wrong and hacked into his hotspot, wasn’t that hard either as his password was ‘shawnmendes’ and you could always hear him singing his songs through the dormitory walls, he was pretty good but that was beside the point, you quickly got to work and started typing up your essay - which was now due in less than 3 hours.

Finishing off your references, you had completely finished your essay with 10 minutes to spare, now all you had to do was submit it-

KNOCK KNOCK

Loud knocking was coming from the front door of your dorm, you sighed in annoyance as you had to quickly submit your essay so you could be in peace, but the person on the other side of the door was clearly not happy. Walking to the door while yawning you opened your door, about to lecture the person who was knocking when your words got caught up within your throat. It was your neighbour, the neighbour which you had hacked into his hotspot, and used his data for almsot the past 3 hours. You gulped in fear and decided to act dumb.

“Hi, it’s Yedam rig-“

“Did you hack into my hotspot?” Your neighbour asked, cutting you off completely.

“What?! No way! Why would I do that?” It was the only way you could get out of this, the amount of data you used would take you weeks of committed working to pay it off.

“Oh really? I’ll cut it off right now the-“

“No! Please don’t I beg you, I still have to submit my essay!!” Screw acting dumb, you’re desperate, you probably only now had 7 minutes to submit it to him, the sumbition of the task wouldn’t even take a minute, all you had to do was email the essay to your professor and then you were done, but your neighbour was obviously not letting you get off the hook.

“So you did hack into my hotspot?” It was a rhetorical question, you didn’t even have to verbally answer it but you did anyways.

“You really need to let me submit it cause I’ll be losing 70% of my grade if I don’t at least hand it up.” You had 5 minutes left, you were doomed. In his hand he was holding his phone with his thumb hovering over the ‘disconnect’ option, the second he pressed the ‘disconnect’ its completely over for you, all your hard work goes down the drain and the reason of it all would be because your neighbour... and because you decided to leave the essay to last minute, but that’s really beside the point here. You just turned around and ran to your phone, quickly submitting it, you didn’t care at this point, you only had a few minutes left before the deadline.

Letting out a sigh of relief you saw that the essay had been sent to your teacher, but turning back around you saw your neighbour gone, deciding to take a nap to sleep all the unnecessary stress away. Later that night, you got up, got ready and decided to go and try and get your laptop repaired, the option of getting it repaired was cheaper than getting a new one anyways. As you were exiting your dormitory, you see your neighbour, standing there with something behind his back.

“Morni-“ he started off before quickly being cut off by you.

“I am so sorry about hacking into your hotspot, and I know I used a lot of your data, I promise I’ll pay it ba-“ this time he interrupted you.

“You can pay me back by doing three things for me.”

“One, I want you to give me your broken laptop.” He took one step closer to you.

“Two, I want you to accept the laptop that I’ve brought for you.” He took two more steps closer.

“Three, let me buy you dinner.” He took three more steps closer.

Both his and your face were crimson red, “I’m sorry you don’t have to do any of these things if you don’t wan-“

“Deal.” You breathed out with a small smile on your face, his worried expression turning into one similar to yours.

“I’m Yedam.”

“I’m Y/N.”

The day that you considered ‘the worst day of my life’ wasn’t really the worst day of your life, despite having your laptop broken into pieces and almost having a heart attack because you almost didn’t hand up your essay, the day ended with you going on a date with your neighbour, Yedam, who was now your boyfriend of one year. Maybe it was fate or maybe it was a coincidence, whatever it was, you were beyond lucky to be blessed with a boyfriend like him, he was the same, beyond lucky to have you as his girlfriend.

For those who need it.

I know I should give her

Her space

But how am I supposed to rest

When my heart is trying its hardest

To break out of my ribcage

But I swear this oath today

From now on anything that comes for you

Will break against my flesh

I am always late

But not anymore

How dare I forget what I am for

No more

The wolf is dead

The wolf is dead

The wolf is back

One day

I will wake up and not

Ache for you

But today is not that day

Me: writes heart felt lines as a way to cope with the pain of heart break that has never gone away even after 7 years. On a blog that no one knows about so my feelings don't get revealed.

Also me: Tiiiitssss

Me: like sexy coz plays cause it's something I want to adapt into my art style

Also me: hasn't drawn anything for 3 months

Me: Want to write and make posts about lesser known book series that I love

Also me: doesn't

You don't love her. If you did, you'd be with her

Yet you wither

Either wasting time,

Or doing so little

All the years that pass

Filled with moments

That would've should've could've

If only we weren't ourselves

Pathetic

Oh my heart.

You left him!!!!!

I wish someone would fight me for me.

I am loosing against myself

Someone help.

I wish I had never met you

Now you are so far away

I met you

I loved you

And now I live with this feeling

That something is missing

Something irreplaceable

I wish I never knew this feeling

I wish I had never loved you

I wish I had never met you

I made myself sad today

a comic with some norse mythology

You walked up to me and covered my eyes   from behind.

Years later your touch lingers still.

I don't know what to do

I am not starved for touch

I am starved for you

I am trying!!!! But currently i'm not good enough 😕

if she’s the female version of u, wife her.

Take care, everyone.

So long 👍

With every breath I try not to not be like that. Yet every path I take seems to take me to this predestined outcome

characters whose philosophy is “if i cannot be wanted, i will be needed and if i cannot be needed, let me be used until there’s nothing left of me.” thank you for everyone’s attention. falls off stage and dies

Wrap your arms around me, stab me in the

      gut. I'd be Grinning happy as i die — holding

      the one person I love.

I may be the one with your voice inside my head. Saying things you will never say.

bro, the me inside your head is kind to you, right? haha? 🤨

I would happily leave this world but this is

       the only world that has you in it.

Every gentle touch hurts, When you feel unworthy.

I am not jealous. Not at all. I am completely okay and normal right now. I am clearly not gutted with yearning.

you’re sitting across from me in a shitty diner in anywhere, america, and i watch you pour too much creamer in your coffee and i think “i love you.” you look up, catching me staring, and for a moment i think i’m brave enough to say it, but i take too long and the moment passes. i take the balled up straw wraper and flick it at you, pretending that was my plan all along. you laugh. i never want to go another day without hearing that laugh. i think i will have all the time in the world to say it.

You can hurt me all you wish

You can hurt me without care,

Without any comfort to be there

Hurt me past my breaking point,

And I will hold onto the pain

Simply cause it came from you,

Cause it's something of you I can call mine.

Love Is a curse.

She comes before the world. No sacrifice is too big. Morality Is a privilege for those who love in finite measurement like weighing calories in a meal, careful not to go over maintenance.

Something we do not concern ourselves with. If bringing you back means the world gotta burn then I will have us rest comfortably on bed or Cinders under a roof of stars.

I died but I came back exactly the same. You though, I came back and you were wrong. Did the fact of my dying really damage you that much? Was bringing me back worth what it cost you? Would it have been better to just leave me?

Hmmm I know the human mind.

I can make any stranger love me

Or at least what they perceive as love

I can become what they love

But i can't make you love me

Can't even make you want me

I know all the tricks but I can't use them on you

How little effort it will take for you to gain My love

How little effort you will have to put

Pisses me off

I can't use any way any method any trick

That's not who I want to be

I just want to love you

And have you love me back

Fully

Fuck my life

Might be some certain point

But that point is not tonight

Let's Go!!!

Because I love her.

I can get anything that I want in life.

But what do I do with it?

Without her by my side.

It's pointless.

I am so obsessed

         Got you so ingrained in me

  Your taste your smell your feel too

         So everytime my lips meet

          No doubt they only talk of you.

I want to kiss you so bad. Hard and deep.

         So everytime your lips meet

         You could still taste me.

You are so far away. And I am so down in the dumps. So unworthy. That admiting that I love you feels like fucking hubris.

I don't think I've ever related to a character more than I do to crowly.

And it might sound pretentious. I relate to him not cause he's cool or dress nice. And aloof and unaffected by the world around him. For the most part.

Its because like him I too try to be cool and evil.

Because like him, I am also in love with my best friend.

Because like him I too talk to God when I am at my wits end.

Because like him I too want to run away with my best friend/ love of my life.

Away from all this bullshit. And i keep dropping hints and I know she knows, at least I am hoping. But I don't feel worthy.

But I will endulge in that hubris all the same.

But unlike him. If she gave me a choice of serving as her second in command. As long as it meant staying by her side. I will abandon all I am and join her.

Not sure what that makes me.

You might not love me but you need me.   

      That has to be enough.

But what to do when

I am not even needed?