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amphii-writes · 3 years

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Random Haikyuu Head Canons I Have

these are all taken from my discord server cause i remember to write them there, if you want to request fanfics, my requests are W I D E open! there is also nO order! these are just all the headcanons i could find tbh

warnings: mentions of blood, and just overall wild times, swearing

Asahi loves knitting sweaters because his shoulders are broad and he also loves seeing the reactions from his teammates when they get a sweater from him! He says he buys them but he doesn’t

Aone likes knitting socks because he has big feet and he loves fluffy knee high socks but his team will never know

Asahi and Aone regularly hang out and knit together! (after asahi wasnt scared of him anyways)

Nishinoya gives you shiny rocks he finds because “your eyes shine like them!”

Yamaguchi likes to have your head rest on his chest while cuddling!

Aone likes to bake

Aone dressed like a polar bear because koganegawa told him to- halloween was amazing

daICHI HAS A KISS THE COOK APRON

Daichi secretly can make some kick ass steak and is amazing at grilling sorry

Okay but real talk, Kenma and Yaku swear like sailors and it scares everyone because they always whisper the most foul, insulting things under their breath. Hearing it is like seeing a cryptid

Speaking of cryptids, Fukunaga and Shibayama are THE most true crime, mythology, and mystery obsessed fanatics on the team and often fanboy about it together

Fukunaga’s obsession with moth man has gotten to an unhealthy stage

Kenma absolutely had a vampire phase and has read twilight. Only Kuroo knows and has sworn to secrecy via blood pact

Kuroo’s a musical nerd. Knows all of the lyrics to Hamilton, BMC, DEH, Heathers, Rent, Beetlejuice, Etc. Kenma considered dropping him because of it

Iwaizumi tells the worst dad jokes and Kyotani, wanting to beat him, started doing it too and it drives everyone insane

Yahaba and Matsukawa get along surprisingly well. Both are true crime freaks and bond over their forensic files obsessions

Matsukawa didn’t really like his thick eyebrows so he got one of his female friends to pluck it for him, but almost cried and gave up after the first hair. Oikawa called him a pussy for the next year

Hanamaki jokingly flirts with everyone on the team so most of them just got used to it, but it still confuses Kindaichi to the point of mental breakdown

Makki called Kyotani ‘puppy’ as a joke once and now mad dog is truly terrified of him

Kyotani’s dog absolutely ADORES Oikawa and it’s the funniest shit to the rest of the team

Mattsun and Makki play DnD and once convinced Yahaba and Kyotani to join. Kyotani kept rolling to fight everyone and Yahaba was a bard that kept rolling to seduce everyone. They kept yelling across the board so they had to kick them out

Outside of his school uniform, Goshiki specifically wears only plaid

Tendou makes little chocolates for the whole team every once in a while so they don’t think he’s scary

Semi and Shirabu once had a fistfight in an abandoned McDonald’s parking lot while Tendou filmed and Goshiki cheered them on

Everybody makes fun of Shirabu’s haircut but nobody dares to say it to his face. its gotten to the point where they say he got it done by a blind old lady

There’s a running joke about Shirabu also getting his haircut from prison but Goshiki is starting to suspect that it may not be a joke

Yamagata and Tendou are good friends with the mutual goal of collecting as much blackmail on their team as possible

Tendou loves animals generally considered to be ‘ugly’ like rats, crows, reptiles, etc.

80% of Goshiki’s playlist is shit overplayed on the radio. Him, Shirabu, Tendou, Kawanishi and Ushijima have a permanent ban from the aux cord

Nobody watches YouTube with Ushijima because he never skips the damn ads (other than tendou)

Suna once said y’all’dn’t’ve unironically and made a first year cry

Akagi once said UwU unironically and had an identity crisis.

Osamu has one of those rainbow gaming keyboards and is constantly on a discord call. Atsumu always yells weird shit in the background to embarrass him and once pretended to be him

During Seijoh group chat arguments. Hanamaki and Mattsukawa like to drop facebook minion memes in just to piss everyone off even more

mattsun and maki both have separate photo albums in their phones labelled ‘minion memes to piss everyone off’

Hinata carries a pocket knife and no one has no fucking idea why

mattsun and maki both have matching rat fursuits that look like they actually where in a sewer- they chased oikawa around

For all his talk of plant analogies and metaphors, Ushijima cant grow shit

Goshiki’s Bangs are the way they are because his favorite character was Rock Lee from Naruto

Oikawa has watched Ouran High School Host Club front to back so many times and he can quote all of Tamaki’s lines by heart -He keeps bothering Iwaizumi to “be his Haruhi, since you’re shorter than me”

Koganegawa has definitely gone as an Angry Bird for Halloween

Fukunaga has those reflective cat eyes, and he has terrified Yamamoto on several occasion

Hanamaki and Matsukawa have a teddy bear that they pretend is their child and they share custody

Suga always sprays whipped cream straight into his mouth whenever he sees a can

Nishinoya definitely bit people as a kid

Nishinoya would be the guy to wear shorts all year round and even if it's snowing, he'll insist he's not cold

Tendou is still stuck in his emo phase and would fangirl over Creepypasta with me and I appreciate that (me too buddy, me fuckin too)

Kyoutani LOOKS like he’d listen to viking death metal, but in reality he listens to Mother Mother and knows all the words to Ghosting

Sugawara would definitely encourage me to dumb shit and not stop me, and you’re all dumb for thinking he wouldn’t

KENMA IS NOT ‘uwu owo’ SHY, HE IS ‘your fucking gross’ SHY SO LITERALLY STFU

Bokuto listens to Nicki Manaj. And knows all the words. To every. Single. Song.

Ushijima for some reason knows an odd amount of 90′s-2000′s R&B and he will hum along to the songs if they come on the radio (he also loves Dolly Parton) ((he says he relates to her music))

Bokuto once ate instant ramen for an entire month

TERUSHIMA DID TRY TO FUCK A PLANT WHILE SHITFACED AND GOD I STAND BY WHAT I SAID

atsumu let’s you put makeup on him and pretends to eat the brushes (do yk what im talking about- like n o m)

tendou ran for school president as a joke but actually won

i 100% believe that all of karasuno’s third years apologize when they bump into inanimate objects, but when suga is really tired or stressed out, he’ll yell at them instead.

Tanaka, Nishinoya, and Taketora have a group chat called "Bros who want sum hoes" and they send each other hypebeast memes and shit

Sugawara knows how to do a bunch of flexible shit because he sometimes goes to yoga with daichi and asahi's moms, its fucking hilarious

tanaka and noya both breakdance- they work as a team and sometimes go to tokyo for underground competitions- saeko drives them

Daichi knows a little ballet- nobody other than Kiyoko knows because they saw each other at the ballet class and had to work together- dont tell tanaka and noya that he lifted her though

Osamu once put glitter on Atsumu's pillow- he still finds hot pink glitter on shit

kita knits and crochets with his grandma

Kita's grandma knows everyone's names because kita talks shit bout them, her favorite is Aran

Kuroo has burnt his eyebrows off doing an experiment. His goggles didn't cover all his brows,,, so he just showed up to practice like that. No eyebrows and a chemical burn

kenma has played all kinds of games, but he was dared to play corpse party by kuroo. He wasn't scared because of the gore, he was thinking about the trauma the characters went through. Punched kuroo the next day because that game was fucked up

Lev isn't a strong swimmer, so he often grabs people by the head to keep himself up. happened with kenma and lev couldn't walk due to the force of kenmas suprised water kicks

akaashi has those fancy pens that you have to dip in ink and they're so nice

Bokuto has and will eat pencil erasers again

Daichi once almost lost his shit at his team but instead he lost his shit at the door that decided to stub his toe on the way out of the gym. not the best thing to be found yelling to.

Yamaguchi for sure has been dragged to one of terushimas parties because he didnt wanna say no. oh and terushima has like frat boy level parties too. Yams has for sure had some wild nights and doubts anyone other than Tsukishima and the party-goers will ever know

Akaashi can actually flirt very well! He reads romance novels sometimes and has analyzed any and every book in his possession! so he's actually quite charming

Daihsou unironically posted on twitter after mika broke up with him "I still see her shadows in my room"

Mattsun and Maki run a fake oikawa account; its been going ever since twitter even started getting popular and they even started sending messages in spanish. The posts would range from "I love all my fans!" to flirting with them :) Oikawa is pissed cause the account got verified before he did and most of his fans also follow the fake oikawa. Tooru has no idea who runs it JUST IMAGINE OIKAWA JUST LIKE RANTING TO THE SEIJOH 3RD YEAR ALUMNI AND JUST "no Iwa-chan, you dont understand! they run a fake account and pretend to be me!" while makki and mattsun laugh their asses off

Oh, kenma for sure has pretended to be a girl on discord and has gotten someone to buy him stuff. after they do he says in his normal voice "fucking simp" and then hangs up and blocks the other persons discord

Yamamoto, despite his rough appearance, loves kids and has and will be a human jungle gym

suna in middle school had a game with his friends about who could make kids cry the fastest

The twins switched places back in middle school and nobody could tell because of how great they are at acting like eachother

Daichi once arrested coach ukai for public intoxication after a game :|

Daichi has arrested many people from his old volleyball team but the most memorable case was when he arrested tanaka and noya for reckless driving. poor idiots got so scared when they saw their old captains face in their mirror and started to pray

tanaka, while trying to intimidate someone, once said "You dont gotta tell me twice, i may be straight but these hands are bisexual" and he often cringes at night thinking about it

Kageyama, as a comeback to Tsukishima, said "one thing about us royalty is that we love to feast" and he also fuckin hates what he said

the third years made a cult for Kiyoko. they chant every wednesday "i'll do anything for kiyoko, she makes me go loco"

oikawas fangirls are known to be fucking rabid

yAMAMOTO AND KENMA AFTER THEIR FIGHT WERE FORCED BY KUROO TO MAKE IT UP: so they dyed their hair together

Makki and mattsun sang two trucks in front of the entire team. everyone was so confused. Makki: "twO TRUCKS HAVIN SEX!!" Mattsun: "oH yEs!"THEY'D SWITCH OFF AND HAVE LIKE CHOREOGRAPHY TOO LIKE THEY'D DO A TANGO WHILE THE SONG IS LIKE "two beer trucks, making love"

tendou once called Oikawa "mr. no-nationals" and got kicked in the shins before iwaizumi could save him

Tsukishima had a my little pony phase

you work with matsukawa at a morgue and he makes dead people jokes while you fix some dead guys face with wax and makeup he'd be like "so didnt he like,,, stick his head out of the sunroof of a moving fuckin car??" he'd be singing dumb ways to die the entire day

i feel like Kuroo has one crazy accident a year. like it might not be deadly but its fucking crazy like for example: Kuroo for sure has ridden in a shopping cart at past midnight with kenma (who pushed him down a hill) causing Kuroo to get scratched up hella well. he lied and said he spent the night with a girl and kenma fucking hated himself cause he would be the girl if that was true

Mattsun has flirted with the 4th years moms before (AS A JOKE), and because of this: he is known as “fuckin milf hunter” sometimes by the team

Warning, this next headcanon is talking about cannabis, weed, mary jane, the zoink root. so if your uncomfortable, please dont read below :)

dude i wanna get high as SHIT with Asahi

i think Asahi would be one of those mfkers who takes one hit and is gone

ASAHI ACCIDENTALLY GOING TO PRACTICE ZOINKED

IMAGINE HIM SEEING TSUKISHIMA AND JUST "he looks so judgemental,,, im scared"

OR LIKE A MAD DAICHI AND JUST "i'm gonna,,, im gonna go jump out the window now"

Noya and Tanaka would know tho, i feel like they'd have a 6th sense when it comes to weed. they probably get some from Saeko cause she'd rather they do it in the house. they'd smell asahi like fucking dogs and just so,,, big guy had fun without us huh?

DAICHI WOULD KNOW ABOUT ASAHI BEING ZOINKED, SMASH HIS FACE INTO THE WALL, TURN AROUND WITH A RED MARK ON HIS FOREHEAD AND WITH A BEAMING SMILE AND FEUX ENTHUSIASM SAY: "YOSH, LETS WARM UP!"

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ofstormsandwolves · 5 years

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The New Girl

Modern/ Human AU

Giles/Joyce

Buffy, Xander, Willow, Faith, Cordelia

When Buffy Summers is forced to move from LA to Sunnydale, she finds herself having to start everything anew. New school, new friends, new life. How hard can it be?

First part of Sunnydale 2019 (written out of order, whoops- Read in order on AO3)

This wasn’t going to be fun. Buffy Anne Summers could already tell that from the strange looks she was getting from the students passing her in the parking lot. Her first day at her new school and her step-father had insisted on driving her there. It was embarrassing.

Of course, what was even more embarrassing was the fact that her step-father was the school’s new librarian. Hence the taxi service to school.

“You could have dropped me off round the corner, you know.” Buffy grumbled as she slung her bag over her shoulder, glaring at her step-father across the hood of the vehicle.

Rupert Giles, her step-father, arched an eyebrow at her in response. “Yes, and that wouldn’t be a complete waste of time, would it?” he retorted dryly. “Let me just stop the car at the corner and then overtake you to end up in the exact same location as one another.”

Buffy pouted at that, and shifted her gaze to watch the students streaming towards the school. Giles noted the tightness in her posture, the way she hugged herself with her arms, the worried look in her eyes.

“You’ll be fine,” he told her gently, causing her to look in his direction once more. He gave her a small, reassuring smile, and nodded towards the school building. “Go on. I’ll give you a head start so I don’t cramp your style.”

Buffy gave him a tight smile then, and set off across the staff parking lot.

If anyone had told Buffy she’d get lost in her new high school, which was probably only half the size of her previous school in LA, she’d have laughed at them. But she was five minutes late for class and completely unable to find the room she should be in. The day had been going alright until that point; she’d got her timetable, got to her first few classes, and yet period three was turning out to be a nightmare.

“Hey, new girl!”

Buffy looked up from her timetable to see a girl coming towards her. The girl had dark hair and a cocky grin. “Uh, hi?” Buffy said nervously as the girl approached.

“You looked like you could use a hand,” the girl said with a smirk.

Giving a small smile in response, Buffy nodded. “Yeah. I’m looking for room 213.”

“You’re completely the wrong side of school for that,” the girl responded, then turned and strode off down the corridor.

Buffy blinked, and then hurried after the girl, not wanting to be left behind.

“You’re the girl who got kicked out of her last school, huh?” the dark-haired girl asked as Buffy fell into step beside her.

Blinking at the other girl in shock, Buffy struggled to find her voice for a moment. “How... How did you hear about that?”

The girl shrugged, grinning. “News travels fast. Gotta say, it’s pretty impressive what you did.”

“No it’s not,” Buffy retorted with a frown. “I had to leave my entire life behind and move away. And it wasn’t even my fault, not entirely.”

The other girl studied her for a moment then. “I’m Faith, by the way. Faith Lehane.”

“Buffy Summers,” Buffy responded. “But you probably knew that.”

But Faith shook her head. “Nah, the only thing I’d heard was the rumour about you burning your old school down. Nice to know that was more than a rumour, though.” She flashed a grin at Buffy and Buffy glared back.

As they rounded a corner then, a man not much taller than Buffy appeared, looking angry.

“Skipping class already, Miss Summers?” he asked in annoyance.

Buffy blinked. “Uh, no. No, Sir. I couldn’t find the classroom-”

But the man didn’t seem interested. “And already corrupting the freshmen, I see.” He gave a pointed look at Faith. “Don’t think I don’t know about your track record, Miss Lehane. The junior high filled me on on all your little pranks.”

Faith grinned at that. “Glad to hear it. Just an excuse to up my game.”

The man glared. “I assume you’ve been informed of our buddy programme?” he asked Faith in disdain.

“Yes, Principal Snyder,” Faith said with a mock salute.

Oh, Buffy thought. This was the principal.

“Well, make sure you attend. Rosenberg will be waiting for you.” Snyder turned back to Buffy then. “And if I get even the faintest sniff that you’re dragging freshmen into your trouble-making, you’ll be out of here before you can even blink. Am I clear, Miss Summers?”

Wide-eyed, Buffy nodded.

Snyder surveyed the pair of them for another moment, and then pushed past them and continued down the corridor.

“That’s the principal?” Buffy asked once he was out of earshot.

Faith laughed. “Yeah. Little weasel. Didn’t you meet him when you came to look round the school or something?”

Buffy shook her head. “No. I never looked round the school. My parents were just relieved to find a school that would take me with my record.” She sounded miserable. “They hired my step-dad as the new librarian, so my mom didn’t really bother with the whole ‘checking-out-the-school’ thing.” Then she frowned at Faith. “Are you really a freshman?”

Faith nodded as she started wandering along the corridor again. “Yeah. My birthday’s September, though, so I’m one of the oldest. Why?”

Feeling a little embarrassed, Buffy shrugged. “You just seemed too confident. Like you know your way around here or something.”

Faith smirked. “Well, school did start three weeks ago, B. I’ve had plenty of time to explore in that time. Particularly if I don’t go to class.”

They came to a halt outside a classroom door then, and Faith grinned at Buffy. “Here we are. 213. See you around, B.”

And before Buffy could say anything, Faith had disappeared around the corner.

The class was awful. Buffy was over ten minutes late for class, she’d ended up having to share a textbook with the girl at the table next to her, and they were already a few lessons into the topic so she was having to play catch-up.

“I’m Cordelia,” the girl introduced herself at the end of the class.

“Buffy,” Buffy responded as she took Cordelia’s hand.

“You know, if you’re looking for a textbook of your own there’s probably a few in the library,” Cordelia said as she gathered up her things.

Buffy smiled at that and hoped it didn’t look too much like a grimace. She really didn’t want to go by the library so soon. Not when Giles was going to ask her how she was settling in. She had nothing good to say, and she really didn’t want to admit it to him.

“I might do,” Buffy said vaguely as they head out of the classroom.

Cordelia seemed perfectly happy with that answer, and slung her bag over her shoulder. “You’re from Hemery, right? In LA? The one that burned down?”

Remembering what Faith had said earlier about rumours, Buffy tensed. “Yeah. It- It didn’t all burn down, though.”

“Oh, I would kill to live in LA,” Cordelia told her with a grin, apparently not sensing Buffy’s discomfort. “That close to that many shoes?”

Relieved that that was what Cordelia was focused on, Buffy let out a laugh.

“You’ll be ok here,” Cordelia continued. “If you hang with me and mine, you’ll be accepted in no time. Of course, we do have to test your coolness factor. You’re from LA, so you can skip the written, but let’s see. Facebook?”

Buffy blinked. “Uh, over?”

“So over,” Cordelia confirmed. “Frappuccinos?”

“Trendy but tasty.”

“Tom Holland.”

“So attractive.”

Cordelia took a moment to think then. “Ok, you passed.”

But before Buffy could say anything, they turned a corridor and Cordelia fixed the girl at the water fountain with a look. Buffy couldn’t understand why- the girl didn’t appear to be doing anything other than getting a drink of water. Her long red hair was loose, and she was wearing a denim skirt that fell to just above the knee, and a sweater that looked like it had been knitted by a well-intentioned grandma.

“Willow,” Cordelia greeted snidely, “nice outfit. Did you make that sweater yourself?”

“Uh, no,” Willow said with a frown, looking a little nervous. “My mom did.”

Cordelia gave a cold smirk at that. “No wonder you’re such a guy magnet. Are you done?”

Willow blinked, looked at the fountain for a moment, and then back at Buffy and Cordelia. “Oh.” She hurried off down the corridor then, and Buffy was left frowning after her.

“You wanna fit in here, the first rule is this: know your losers,” Cordelia was saying. “Once you can identify them all by sight, they’re a lot easier to avoid.”

Buffy tuned Cordelia out then, allowing the other girl to continue talking. Either Cordelia didn’t care that Buffy wasn’t listening, or she was too in love with the sound of her own voice to notice. But when there was a pause, Buffy suddenly realised Cordelia was waiting for a response to something.

“What?”

“The Bronze,” Cordelia repeated. “I was just saying how it sucks you missed their Summer Spectacular. They do it every year. All during the summer they let anyone over fifteen in. Of course, I’ve been going long before that. It’s about the contacts, you know? It’s the only club worth going to around here. Of course, they let anybody in, but it’s still the scene. It’s in the bad part of town.”

“Sounds good,” Buffy said absently, before turning to Cordelia. “I have to go. Need to get that book from the library.”

Instead of heading to the library, however, Buffy went in the direction Willow had disappeared in. Following the corridor, she soon found herself outside in the courtyard where lots of the students were eating lunch. It was fairly easy to spot the girl she was looking for, however. Her bright hair and even brighter sweater betrayed her location on a bench under some nearby trees. Taking a breath, Buffy headed over.

“Uh, hi!” Buffy greeted cautiously. “Willow, right?”

The other girl looked up with wide, confused eyes. “Why?” she asked, before catching herself. “I- I mean, hi! Uh, did you want me to move?”

Buffy blinked at that. “Why don’t we start with ‘Hi, I’m Buffy’, and, uh, then let’s segue directly into me asking you for a favour?” She sat down on the bench next to Willow. “It doesn’t involve moving, but it does involve hanging out with me for a while.”

Willow looked baffled by that. “But aren’t you hanging out with Cordelia?”

“I can’t do both?” Buffy asked, already suspecting the answer.

The redhead shook her head. “Not legally.”

Buffy let out a breath. “Look, I really wanna get by here, new school, and... Cordelia’s been really nice. To me, at least. But I kinda have this burning desire not to flunk all my classes, and I heard a rumour that you were the person to talk to if I wanted to get caught up.”

At that, Willow visibly brightened. “Oh, I could totally help you out! If you have sixth period free, we could meet in the library? Apparently the new librarian’s finally shown up, so it should be open.”

For the second time that day, Buffy hoped her smile wasn’t becoming a grimace. “Isn’t there somewhere else we could meet?” she asked hopefully. “Some study place, or something?”

Willow frowned. “Yes, the library,” she said in confusion. “It’s, it’s ok if you’re busy. We don’t have to meet during sixth period. But I promised to tutor Xander, that’s my friend, and we were going to meet in the library because he needs to borrow a book, and-��

“The library’s fine,” Buffy interrupted with a tight smile.

As the bell rang for sixth period, Buffy found herself waiting outside the library. She was a bundle of nerves. She knew that if she wanted to do well in her classes, and catch up with what she’d already missed, she needed Willow’s help. She just wished there was somewhere other than the library where they could work.

“Hey, Buffy,” Willow smiled as she reached her. There was a tall boy with dark hair trailing after her. He gaped at Buffy, but didn’t say anything. “Oh, this is Xander by the way.”

Buffy smiled at Xander and had to stifle a laugh at the grin that blossomed on the boy’s face. It was somewhat of a relief to find that one thing that hadn't changed was her ability to make boys speechless.

“Is the library not open?”

Buffy blinked then, frowning at Willow. “Oh, uh, I don’t know,” she said. “I thought I’d wait out here for you.”

Willow just smiled encouragingly. “I’m sure the new librarian’s really nice,” she said, moving to push the door open. “Come on, it’s fine.”

Both Xander and Buffy trailed after Willow then, having little choice if they didn’t want to stay standing in the corridor. The library seemed empty when they walked in, but Buffy knew that Giles would be lurking somewhere. Probably with his nose in a book.

Willow took a seat at the large wooden table dominating the lower portion of the room, and Xander and Buffy followed her lead.

“Buffy!” Giles’s pleased voice came from behind her.

Buffy whirled around, cheeks flaming like a kid who had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Her step-father stood in the doorway to what looked like an office, a pleased but confused smile on his face as he took in the scene.

“Giles!” She swallowed. “Uh, I have a free period. Willow’s gonna help me catch up on some stuff.” She pointed at Willow as she spoke. “And Xander’s here too.”

“Hi,” Xander said, looking mildly panicked, likely set off by Buffy’s own panic.

Giles just smiled. “That’s fine. You don’t need my permission to be in here, you know.” Then, he turned his attention to Willow and Xander. “I’m Mr Giles, the librarian. And Buffy’s step-father.”

Willow let out a little squeak at that, wide-eyed, before quickly remembering her manners. “Pleased to meet you, Mr Giles.”

Clearly aware that he had embarrassed Buffy and her new friends enough, he fixed Buffy with a look. “I’ll be in my office if you need anything.”

“You know, if you’d told me you didn’t want to come to the library because your dad worked here, I’d have understood,” Willow told Buffy pointedly as they worked their way through Willow’s history notes.

“He’s not my dad,” Buffy corrected uneasily. “I mean, not that my real dad is much of a father. I hardly see him. Giles is much better than he is.” She broke off, looking embarrassed. “I don’t know, it just feels awkward, having a parent working at school.”

“If it’s any consolation,” Xander said, half a Charleston Chew crammed in his mouth, “nobody’s gonna think you’re the librarian’s daughter. You certainly don’t seem like a nerd.”

“Thanks,” Buffy told him wryly.

Willow shot her friend a mock-annoyed look. “Is being a nerd a bad thing?” she asked. “Because this nerd isn’t gonna help you with your math if you insult her.”

Xander looked concerned then, and hastened to clarify. “I, I mean, not that being a nerd is bad. I never said it was bad, Will. I just mean, Buffy doesn’t look like a nerd.”

Buffy could see Willow fighting to keep a smile from spreading across her face, but Xander hadn’t seemed to notice.

“And what does a nerd look like?” Willow asked with an arched eyebrow.

Xander stuttered some more, before Willow finally grinned and his shoulders sagged. “You know you shouldn’t tease me like that,” he grumbled, cracking open a can of soda.

Willow smirked at him. “I’ll stop teasing if you actually put your cell phone away and at least try to do some math.”

With a grumble, Xander pocketed the phone and pulled the trigonometry textbook closer to him.

“So, uh, what’s the deal with Cordelia?” Buffy asked awkwardly. “Has she always been like that?”

Xander and Willow shared a look. “Only since kindergarten,” Willow said seriously. “She always likes to think she’s better than everyone else just because she’s rich and, and wears designer labels.”

“Bow down to Queen C,” Xander deadpanned. “No mortal can dare walk in her presence if they want to live.”

Buffy swallowed. She’d been so close to hanging out with Cordelia. If she hadn’t seen Willow, and the way Cordelia treated her, she probably would be spending sixth period with her and the rest of her friends, rather than in the library.

“I don’t know how anyone can be friends with her,” Willow continued, years of frustration bubbling to the surface. “She’s so self-absorbed and cruel, you know? Always looking for someone to bully just to boost her popularity.”

Xander nodded in agreement, and Buffy felt ill. She knew they were talking about Cordelia, knew that that was where their anger lay, but it was all hitting a little too close to home. It all reminded her a little too much about how she’d become once she’d started at Hemery. The way she’d been so determined to be popular, the way she’d made the cheer team and immediately allowed the older cheerleaders to force her into bullying others. The way she’d enjoyed bullying others because it made the older kids think she was cool.

And then things had gone wrong, so horribly wrong, and her mom and Giles had had to move her away from LA.

“Buffy? Buffy, are you ok?”

Buffy shook herself, and forced a smile. “I’m fine. Just zoned out for a moment there.”

Willow looked concerned, but nodded slowly. “Ok.” Still looking worried, she turned her attention back to Buffy’s schoolwork. “It might help to read chapters 10 and 11 of 20th Century America if you want some more background on last week’s notes.”

“Hey, buddy.”

Buffy, Willow, and Xander looked up at the voice as the library doors were flung open. There in the doorway was Faith, rucksack slung over one shoulder and a smirk on her face.

“Faith,” Willow said, getting to her feet. “You made it.”

Faith shrugged, hands shoved in the pockets of her skinny jeans as she looked around. “Said I’d come, didn’t I?”

“Well, yeah,” Willow agreed awkwardly. “But you’re sort of... Wild.” At that, her cheeks flushed red.

But the younger girl just grinned. “What’s wrong, red? Scared I’m too wild for you to handle?”

“N- No,” Willow squeaked quickly.

Giles had been brought out of his office by the sounds of the doors slamming open, and he surveyed Faith carefully.

“Friend of yours, Willow?” he asked mildly.

“It’s the buddy programme,” Willow explained, wide-eyed. “They pair younger students up with older ones to help them get used to high school.”

Buffy blinked. She remembered Snyder mentioning something like that earlier to Faith. Willow must have been the buddy assigned to Faith.

Giles nodded. “Ah. Then I’ll leave you four to it.” He turned to head back into his office then, but Faith watched him carefully.

“Hey, B, that’s your dad, huh?” she asked as she dumped her rucksack on the table and dropped into the seat beside Buffy.

“Yeah,” Buffy nodded, before narrowing her eyes. “Why?”

Faith shrugged. “Just checking.” She turned her attention to Willow. “So how exactly does this buddy thing work? You gonna teach me to throw a ball? Ride a bike?”

Willow frowned. “I... I don’t think so,” she admitted, sounding uncertain.

Out of the corner of her eye, Buffy could see a smirk forming on Faith’s lips. “Stop teasing her,” Buffy warned, turning back to her work to hide her own smirk.

“How was school?” Joyce asked as she took her seat at the dining table.

Buffy shrugged, and helped herself to some vegetables. “It was good,” she said, avoiding Joyce’s gaze. “I only got lost on my way to class once, and I think I should be ok catching up with everything.”

She could still feel her mother’s gaze on her though, and Buffy instead chose to stare at her plate.

“That’s it?” Joyce asked, a little disappointed. “Nothing else to talk about?”

“Not really,” Buffy mumbled, poking at her food with her fork.

At the head of the table, Giles frowned. “Well that’s not true,” he said with a frown. “What about those friends of yours in the library today?”

Joyce perked up at that, and Buffy shot Giles a warning look that he happily ignored.

“You’ve already made friends?” Joyce asked, before glancing to Giles. “What sort of friends?”

“Nice friends, from what I could tell,” Giles soothed quickly. “That Faith might be a bit of a trouble-maker, but only insomuch as the fact she can be a bit cheeky. Willow seems nice, though, as does Xander.”

There was silence then, and Buffy looked up from her dinner to see her parents staring at her expectantly. She sighed. “Willow was helping me catch up on some work,” Buffy explained. “She was helping Xander with his math too. Faith’s a freshman, but she got assigned to Willow in some buddy scheme the school has going on, so once school ended she came to hang out with us. It was nice.”

Joyce surveyed her daughter carefully. Despite what Buffy was saying, there was a slight undertone to her daughter’s words that made her worry. “You don’t seem happy about it.”

Buffy shrugged uncomfortably. “There’s this other girl, Cordelia. I borrowed her book during history, and she wanted me to hang out with her and her friends. But then she got all bitchy to Willow, so I left her. That was when I asked Willow to help me catch up.”

Both her parents remained silent, and Buffy took a breath before continuing.

“I asked Will and Xander about her when we were studying in the library. The stuff they said about her... They said that Cordelia would bully anyone to keep her popularity up, and that she was on the cheer team, and acted like a spoilt brat, and-”

“Breathe, honey,” Joyce interrupted gently.

Buffy sucked in a shuddering breath at that, fork clattering to the table. In a moment Joyce had rounded the table and pulled out the seat beside her to pull Buffy in for a hug.

“I don’t wanna screw this up, Mom,” Buffy sobbed, clinging to her mother as tight as she could.

Joyce squeezed her back a little tighter. “I know you don’t.”

After a minute or so, Buffy finally pulled away, wiping her face on the sleeve of her sweater. Giles was watching them carefully.

“Perhaps it would be best to talk to them,” he suggested gently. “I’m sure you know there are already some rumours going around school. I heard a few of them myself. But from what I saw, Willow and Xander are reasonable and mature young people. It’s better they hear it from you, Buffy.”

Buffy bit her lip at that, and Joyce and Giles exchanged looks.

“Why don’t you invite them back here tomorrow after school?” Joyce suggested. “They can stay for dinner if they want. Invite that Faith too, if you want. That way you can talk to them in private without others overhearing.”

Buffy nodded and forced a smile. “Sounds good.”

It didn’t. It sounded awful. It made Buffy’s gut churn, and she’d totally lost her appetite. But her parents didn’t need to know that. Besides, she’d told so many lies the past year, what was one more?

#Sunnydale 2019 verse #buffy fanfic #buffy the vampire slayer #buffy summers #rupert giles #willow rosenberg #xander harris #faith lehane #cordelia chase #joyce summers

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chessthorpe · 4 years

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bloom / decay

@wicked-malia

The black vortex Chess had been sucked through, the piercingly white room, then the meeting with the devil himself (lord, why could she only think about how dashing he was even in such a terrifying moment?) were all quickly forgotten. How could they not be, when she suddenly found herself back on earth? What had happened? Did the powers that be realize they had stuck her in Hell mistakenly and now she was to live again? Oh, she would never take anything for granted as long as she breathed, if that was the case.

She was in a bathroom. Her reflection stared back at her from an ornate mirror. Chess was in a tight, sequinned black dress, hair up in a ponytail, her face baked to perfection— in short, her usual glam self when she had still been alive. She touched her face, her tits. All felt real and very much ‘there’. She pinched her arm. Pain. Real pain. Could this be? Was she really back like she had never left?! What of her death?

Outside the loo, a drum n’ bass song reverberated. A party. Chels took a few moments longer admiring herself, before gathering the black clutch that lay on the marble countertop, and stepped outside the bathroom. It was a party, alright. Bass beats moved through her, purple and pink mood lighting illuminated familiar faces dancing, drinking, instagramming picture perfect moments. She moved through the crowd, some people parting for her, some pushing, most not taking notice of her. And at the far end, perched on the back of a sofa with his impossibly sleek hair— Harry Crawley. One of her oldest friends and member of her posse.

“Harry!” She calls out, waving her hand frantically. Harry looks up, but doesn’t seem happy to see her. How could he not be happy to see her?! Chess totters over on her stilettos, wanting to pull him into a hug, but he’s perched on the back of the sofa and against the wall, making no motion to move. He looks rather confused. “Oh my god, it’s been so long!” Before she died, she’d seen him a mere weeks ago, but after her whole Hell journey, it had felt like ten years or more had elapsed. Harry, with his angular features and Greek chiseled face, still looks nonplussed.

“I’m sorry, who are you?” he finally asks.

“Are you taking the piss, Harry? It’s me, Chess, you idiot.”

Nothing. No flash of recognition on his face.

“Chess?” He’s almost amused. “What sort of name is that?”

“Oh fuck off, Harry, I don’t have time for these games. Where’s Laura?”

“She’s at the bar. Do I know you from somewhere?” He’s still perplexed, but not for long, his attention has shifted and he’s on his phone now, scrolling instagram.

“Give me that.” She snatches the phone out of his hand to a cry in protest, but Chess moves out of his reach before he can reach for it. She enters the search function and searches for her instagram handle, @chessthorpe. No results come up. She tries her name, first ‘Chess Thorpe’ and then the full ‘Francesca Thorpe’, but again, only one result comes up, and it’s some girl who isn’t her. Where have all her fan accounts gone? There’s absolutely nothing. This must be some sort of glitch, and Francesca is already looking up towards the bar, spotting her other best friend, Laura.

She’s unsettled now and makes a beeline towards Laura, pursued by Harry because she still has his phone in her hand.

She slides between the people at the bar to stand face to face with the pretty blonde, grabbing her attention. “Do you know who I am?” she demands.

The girl looks confused, the same blank stare Harry had given her, albeit more polite. “I’m sorry, I don’t,” she says with a perfectly polite smile. “You a friend of Jessica’s?”

Chess’s heart sinks, but before she has time to ruminate on what’s happening the phone is being snatched out of her hands.

“Gimme that. Psycho,” Harry sneers, taking back his phone. Laura looks at Harry confused, and as Chess spaces out in deep thought, they carry a conversation unbeknownst to her.

“Who even is that?”

“No bloody idea, she just came up to me and snatched my phone.”

“Fucking weird. She one of Tom’s friends?"

“Probably on something. Batty bitch.”

***

She’s suddenly out of the club and in her home. Her family’s manor in Sussex, to be precise. They’re opening presents on Christmas Day, a tradition her father has kept as long as Chess could remember.

“Open it,” Daniella, her older sister, encourages her bother, James. Neither of them acknowledge Chess on the sofa between them.

James tears open the packaging to an ugly jumper. “Fuck, not again,” he laughs, holding it open. It’s got a knitted picture of Santa mooning a reindeer. “At least it’s creative.”

Her mother and father sit opposite, equally amused by the present. None of them look Chess in the eye; she’s there, but she’s not. Her mouth feels dry, her head is spinning.

She opens her mouth to speak, carefully planning her words this time. “Mum, Dad? Are there any presents for me?”

Her mother and father both turn their heads to look at her. For a second her heart skips with a grasped sliver of hope, but it’s stolen away just as quickly when she recognizes the same glassy look in their eyes as the one in Harry’s and Laura’s. They don’t know her. She might as well be a fucking ghost.

***

She’s in a limo, driving through a city at night. Chess isn’t sure what city it is, but it’s big and there’s neon lights and billboards everywhere. Sings in Chinese. Must be Hong Kong, she’s been here before. They pass a backlit billboard, a Lancôme ad with a toned, glossy girl looking back at her. She recognizes the girl. It’s Aluna Preston, her rival if she ever had one. Why is she on a Lancôme billboard?! Chess was the Lancôme girl! It was Chess’s face that was supposed to be up there, her face beaming down at travellers from every airport duty free poster and sign. This wasn’t right. This couldn’t be right.

***

The limo pulls up to a hotel. Somehow, Chess knows which button to press once inside the lift, and a card key materializes in her hand as she’s going up the floors. A middle aged businessman gets in on the next floor. They exchange looks, the man sizing her up and down. He smiles.

“You know, you look like someone,” he comments, before getting off on a floor. The lift continues up and opens onto the 16th floor.

Somehow, guided by a force that’s pushing her towards this, she knows which corridor to go down, which door to slot the card key in. There is a strange numbness washed over her as the light clicks green, with an undercurrent of dread. No matter what she’s done tonight, the dread is there. Chess opens the door of the dimly lit hotel room, and the sounds of moaning and groaning assault her ears.

“Ohhh. Fuck yes. Fuck me!”

She’s walked in on a couple fucking, a girl on all fours on the bed and a guy fucking her doggy. As her eyes adjust to the dimness of the mood lights, she recognizes the faces, to her horror. It’s Hunter, her boyfriend. Everything he’s done to her is forgotten, and in that one heart-breaking, gut sinking moment, she has to witness the love of her life balls deep in...the hate of her life. Aluna Preston is on all fours, moaning, screaming his name and begging for him to go harder. If there was lack of evidence that Chess ever had a heart, here was the counter-evidence, right here. She could physically hear her heart cracking and splintering into little pieces, her face etched with terror. Munch’s Scream pales in comparison.

“Oh, fuck,” Hunter moans, throwing his head back, hands dug into her ass. “Shit, you’re so much better than...”

Better than? Yes, Hunter? Finish the sentence. Chess knew what name was coming next, expected it already with a lead weight at the pit of her stomach.

“..better than...” he continues, half panting, half speaking, “shit...whatever her name is. You’re much better than her. Fuuuuck, Aluna!” He slams into her once, and a final time, doubling over at the peak of ecstasy as he’s cumming. Chess knew that face so well, the way his right shoulder would twitch a little as he’d orgasm, then fall on top of her with a happy, contented sigh. She’d spent all her happy memories wrapped around him like that, finally having found the guy who could both keep up with her wild celebrity life and her insatiable sex drive. Her one.

And he couldn’t even remember her name.

So this was what it felt like to be nothing, absolutely nothing. It was beyond the worst feeling she’d ever felt, because she felt nothing; was nothing. She didn’t exist, not to anyone who mattered to her, she wasn’t in this world at all, nothing but a speck of dust. They could see her, but they saw right through her. A ghost. A nonentity.

A fate worse than death.

#self para #wlthq!plotdrop #plot drop #event

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beepy-sheep · 7 years

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Voltron High School AU

Partially based off experiences from a Texas school system I've been working on this for while, but I'd like people's input, and questions might give me more ideas. Let me know what you think! Keith -sophomore -southern gay -in FFA -raises a goat named Mothman -favorite subjects are English and Science -accent gets more pronounced when he's angry or yelling -Looks skinny and weak but can carry a 50 pound bag of feed no problem -Seriously where is this strength coming from, he's like 115 pounds -Has glasses but refuses to wear them -Always sits at the front because he can't fucking see -draws in his free time -lots of goats and cryptids -likes to read Isaac Asimov and the novel versions of Doctor Who -has accidentally brought his knife to school multiple times -At this point the principal just calls in Shiro as his guardian because they don't want to bother Ms. Shirogane again -fixed up and drives a red 1997 honda rebel 250 -the rumor mill has huge debates over the mysterious Keith Kogane and whether he is the leather-clad bad boy or the awkward dork -he is in fact, both -“I swear to God Rebecca, I saw him wear glasses, total nerd frames too.” “I won't believe it until I get evidence Jackie.” Lance -sophomore -flaming bisexual -in band -plays saxophone -plays guitar in jazz band -favorite subject is Math -ADHD, hates English -calls Pidge anything that starts with a P other than Pidge -”Hey Parsnip” “What's up Panic! At The Computer Lab” “Sweet little Pineapple you gentle soul.” -”I got this guys I watched a tutorial on YouTube” -He does not got this -has a blue sphynx cat named Blue -loves pampering his baby -knits her sweaters Shiro -senior -pan with a plan -loves his small boyfriend and his memes -in ROTC -ROTC program is based off the Air Force -also in band -saxophone DI -Would probably be a drum major if he wasn't in ROTC -Saxophone Dad™ -”Lance please stop playing Careless Whisper… that's my song” -Only knows Japanese because he's a weeb -his mom can speak Japanese but he never bothered to learn until he realized he could watch anime without subs -A real overachiever, but once his work is done he's the laziest bitch ever -”Keith… Keith can you pick up my bag of chips I dropped them.” “On the floor right next to you, get ‘em yourself.” -AP and Tired™ -cries over Neon Genesis Evangelion Pidge -freshman -ace that likes space -taking some sophomore classes -skipped a grade -in Comp Sci club -”Guys look I made an app that shows you what you'd look like as a cat” -always brings coffee to school -wears a very oversized green hoodie with an alien on it Hunk -junior -in robotics club -in band -plays the trombone -terrified of doing trombone suicides -the rest of the section spoils him because they feel bad that the ray of sunshine has to deal with them. -you know how trombones are -loves the lunch ladies but despises the food Allura -senior -on the varsity football team -extremely popular, but very nice -can lift both Holt siblings above her head -friends with Shiro since 6th grade Matt -senior -really gay -loves his large strong boyfriend -library aide -the entire science department claims him as their son -ping pong enthusiast -Goes to all of Shiro’s marching competitions and screams “THAT'S MY BOYFRIEND” from the stands every time Coran -Allura’s godfather -sponsor for the Trivia Club -biology teacher Shay -junior -trans girl -friends with Keith through FFA -basically the frowny quiet and the smiley quiet being quiet together -raises rabbits -they always have matching names -Inky, Pinky, Blinky, Clyde, and Pac -Erie, Huron, Michigan, Ontario, and Superior -hardcore believer of the circle of life Sam Holt -works in research and development at the Garrison -recommended Shiro to be a test subject for neurally linked prosthetics -He goes in once a month for a checkup -The scientists are ecstatic that Shiro plays sax, it’s wonderful for mobility testing -They all came to know each other through Trivia Club -Pidge and Keith met in the library -Keith saw the alien on their hoodie and they struck up a conversation K“Nice jacket.” P“Thanks.” K“...” P“...” K”So.. did you see the commercial for that new documentary?” P*slams hands on table* “Thank God you're not a fucking normie, and you bet your ass I did. Hit me with your opinions weirdo, I've been lacking fresh material.” K”One word, Atlantis.” P”...Go on.” -Flashforward to a week later and they commandeer the projector in the library and violently play one v one Kahoot trivia quizzes -”You think you know more useless facts than me?” “I know I know more useless facts than you.” “Bring it on bitch.” -Kahoot nicknames: Rat Sandwich and What In Gay Asian (they're a work in progress) -”Our friendship is like sharknado, it looks crazy, and makes no sense.” -Hunk and Pidge met through the tech clubs -The Robotics and Comp Sci clubs are small so they meet in the same room and help each other out -Pidge mentioned the trivia battles and Hunk thought it sounded fun -So Keith and Pidge formed the club -Coran felt honored the be considered for sponsorship -Hunk and Lance are childhood friends -Lance was dragged by Hunk to the first meeting -”You want me to stay after school, on a Friday, for trivia?” “Yes, Pidge is cool, it'll be fun.” “Fiiiiiiine” -Shiro wanted to support his brother and Matt is a dork -Allura wanted try something new -Keith invited Shay, who was excited to meet Keith's friends -”You are nice, so they must be nice too!” “Well I don't know 3 of them, but Pidge says they're cool.” H ”Oh hey Shiro I didn't know you heard about the club.” S “Well-” L “SAX DADDY” S “Hey Lance, I see you don't have your case with you.” L “I don't need to practice.” S “Sure buddy.” M “Sax Daddy?” S “Don't worry about it.” L”Oh my god, you're Matt! Shiro talks about you all the time.” M “Only good things I hope.” L “I've never heard someone describe the destruction of a science room so lovingly. So much destruction from such a small body.” M “You should meet my sister.” P*pops out from under a desk* “You accidentally make a bomb one time and they never let it go.” H “Hi Pidge!” L *startled by the floor gremlin * “Holy Crap!” --------- K “Shiro I'm going home with Pidge, we're having a movie night.” S “Are you spending the night?” K “Eh, probably.” M “Now that the kids are out of one of the houses I can make sweet, steamy love to my boyfriend.” S “Matt oh my god.” P “At least drop us off first.” M “It was a joke, kids these days… obviously we're going to 50 Shades and chill.” S “Just the chill part, I beg you, the literal definition.” M “if you insist.” -A rumor starts spreading that the Trivia Club is just a cover for a GSA because of how many queer people are in it -lots of out of context mentions of Mothman (the goat) for shits and giggles -”Hey Keith, how's Mothman?” -Pidge and Matt switched places the whole day for April Fools -Matt forgot there was a test that day and Pidge aced it for him -Keith and Shiro are half-brothers -Keith’s still an orphan, but he lives with Shiro and Shiro’s mom -Lance ripped his pants in middle school and Hunk made a pact to never forget about it, and mention it at graduation and Lance’s wedding. -”Hey guys remember the time Lance ripped his pants.” “Good times.”

#voltron #voltron au #high school au #keith kogane #lance mcclain #pidge gunderson #katie holt #matt holt #takashi shirogane #shiro #sam holt

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