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ssamie · 3 years

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four. friends and foes

oikawa tooru x fem langa!reader

(hq x sk8 the infinity)

warnings: spelling mistakes, swearing, 2k+ words, u have langa’s blue hair sorry

gen masterlist. “snow” masterlist.

"m..mom!!" y/n's scream echoed throughout the house, startling nanako who was putting on her shoes

"wha- y/n?! what's wrong?!" nanako shrieked in panic as she sprinted towards her daughter's room. nanako merely sweat dropped as she was met with y/n frantically squeezing into her clothes, all while brushing her hair as well

"why didnt you wake me?!" she exclaimed with teary eyes "im late!!"

"sweetie, i did!" nanako said with a nervous laugh "i called for you and you replied but you didn't come down so i thought you were getting ready.."

y/n paled and grunted as she recalled the late night up until the early morning's events.

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"i should call reki.." she muttered to herself "ah, but what if he's busy? or asleep?"

suddenly, the ringing of her phone startled her, causing her to jump in fright. she cautiously approached the device and flipped it over to check the caller ID.

"its reki!" she gasped in delight as she giddily plopped on her bed and answered the call "hey reki!" she greeted with a smile, although he couldn't see it.

"hey y/n! i was calling to check up on you!" reki replied "how have you been? is the school nice?"

"im good! and the school is.. okay.. though, ours was more fun" she said. "what about you? are you at S-"

"IS THAT MY PRECIOUS Y/N?! give me that phone, you brat!" "hey! that's mine-"

she blinked in confusion and gulped, patiently waiting for the commotion on the other line to settle. "um who is this?" she asked in a wary tone as she listened to the person's heavy breathing

"my eve.."

she shrieked and shook as she felt the chills travelling from her head to toe. she threw the phone on the bed and cautiously backed away. "no way, it's adam" she shuddered ".. creepy.."

later on, reki ended up retrieving the phone, and they had a never ending conversation.

they were forced to hang up by shadow, seeing as they had been talking each other's ears off up until sunrise.

"y/n its time for school!" nanako called out from downstairs.

y/n sighed and sluggishly peeled her eyes open. "y-yeah!" she replied "im just gonna.." she trailed off

and in a blink of an eye, she had fallen asleep.

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"i dozed off" she groaned and repeatedly slapped her face

"sorry mom, you don't have to drive me. i'll skate on my way" she said with a sigh as she hastily grabbed her bag and school tie

"are you sure, sweetheart?" nanako asked worriedly "you might as well take the bus if you're already late.."

"no i'll be fine." she dismissed "bye mom!"

nanako watched her sprint out of the house, only for the bluenette to panic and sprint back in. "i forgot my skateboard!" she exclaimed

"geez.." nanako chuckled "stay safe, okay!" she yelled out the window as she watched her daughter skate away

"i will!— ouch!" y/n shrieked out as she hit a huge rock and fell on the ground. "what is with her luck today..?" nanako sweat dropped as she continued to wave her goodbye.

"its my second day and im late.." y/n gritted her teeth as she sighed in annoyance. "though its fine.. i got to talk to reki, after all.." she smiled

on her way to school, right at the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the same brunette from yesterday. "oikawa-san..?" she muttered in confusion

it seems he was facing the same dilemma as her. the boy was hastily putting on his shoes, and he didn't even have the time to tie it, as he sprinted out of his house.

"stupid iwa-chan! he didn't pick me up! he didn't even wake me!" oikawa exclaimed with a groan

y/n shook her head and simply let him be. instead, she focused on her goal, which was to arrive before the bell rings.

"ah shit. six more minutes til the bell.." she heard oikawa grumble. she raised a brow in confusion, curious as to why his voice seems to grow louder and louder, as if he was nearing her.

"and my phones about to die- ah!" oikawa yelped in surprise as he collided with what seems like a person's back.

"ah sorry!" she shrieked out as she tried to balance herself. she looked up to see his phone about to fall on the ground, which would undoubtedly result in a huge crack. in an instant, she kicked her board around and leaned back to reach for the device before it could make impact with the ground.

"sorry! um- i should've avoided you.." y/n muttered sheepishly as she made her way towards him.

"oh.. yeah its fine.." oikawa mumbled back as he stared up at her with widened eyes. "here's your phone." she said as she placed the phone in his hands with a wary expression.

she was quite worried that he'd kick her out of the team for bumping into him and almost breaking his phone, more so, making him even more late. "..." she stood there for a second longer, awkwardly shuffling on her feet and fiddling with her board in her hands, simply waiting for him to say something.

"i'll see you in school, oikawa-san." she said with a curt nod

with that, she hopped on her board and hastily made her exit.

oikawa watched with a smile of amusement as she barely missed a street bump and almost lost her balance. "so it was her.." he mumbled with a smirk as he looked back to eye the house where their new neighbors, which he now knew was y/n, moved in.

"i'll have to pay her a visit sometime." he chuckled. he was then pulled back out of his trance by his ringtone, which was playing obnoxiously loud.

"hello?" he spoke into the phone. on the other line, he could hear iwaizumi's aggravated huffs, followed by a silent yell saying;

"dumbass, you're late! where the hell are you?!" iwaizumi whisper shouted. oikawa figured he was probably trying to hide his phone from the teachers.

"huh? late?" he looked at the time on his phone and paled.

"OH CRAP, I'M LATE!"

"what happened to you this morning?" rika asked her with a hum of confusion "i stayed up late to talk to reki.. i guess i forgot to mind the time." y/n answered with a sigh

"hey, whyd oikawa-senpai come in late today too?" "yeah, he arrived just minutes after the new girl." "maybe it's a coincidence"

y/n overheard their mumbling though she paid them no mind. "is oikawa-san really that popular?" she asked rika

"hmm? oh yeah. girls love him! he's really good at volleyball so i guess i get why he's famous." rika explained "though it's mostly because of his looks."

"oh.." y/n hummed in understanding. "what about you then?"

"what about me?" rika asked. "do you like him too?" y/n asked. rika stared at her blankly, letting silence engulf them, making y/n squirm in slight awkwardness.

suddenly, she laughed and playfully slapped y/n in the shoulder. "hahah no way!" rika exclaimed "i don't have eyes for anyone except my yuuta!" she said with a dreamy sigh

"yuuta..?" y/n muttered in confusion "is that your partner..?"

"yup! hes my boyfriend! he's not popular like oikawa but.. he's the best!" rika exclaimed with a huge grin. "i see.." y/n nodded with a smile. "i wonder what it's like to have a boyfriend."

"oh~" rika grinned mischievously "curious, are you? ~" she cooed "i.. i guess so.." y/n mumbled in embarrassment as she fiddled with her hair with a huff

"heh. don't worry! i'll find you a great boyfriend! my yuuta knows a guy named inumaki! you'll definitely get along!" rika cheered "i'll set you up!"

"no!" y/n quickly declined

".. why not?" rika frowned in confusion. "inumaki's nice i swear!"

"no.. its just that.." y/n chuckled sheepishly "i promised reki i won't find a partner while we're apart" she said. "wow.. you're really loyal to this reki guy." rika hummed "but you're not together right?" she asked

"ah.. no.." y/n answered with a pained smile

"i can sense i shouldn't have asked that." rika sweat dropped. "whatever. can i see a picture?" she asked

"of reki? sure! i have him as my lockscreen!" y/n beamed as she shoved her phone onto rika's face

"wow, he's actually on your lockscreen.." rika sweat dropped.

"ooh~ who's this~" a new voice cooed along.

rika and y/n turned around to face oikawa, who was smiling down at them, and iwaizumi who gave them a small nod. ".. nobody.." y/n replied as she lowered her phone away from their line of sight.

"eh? but you seemed so excited to be talking about a 'nobody'" oikawa mused as he dragged a random chair closer to her desk and perched himself on it. "hey~ you really got me in trouble this morning y/n-chan~" oikawa cooed playfully

she flinched and sent him a wary glance. "sorry about that.." she said "i didnt mean to.." she eyed him nervously as he propped his arms in her desk and leaned in closer to her.

"dont worry y/n-chan! whyre you so fidgety around me?" oikawa asked with a laugh

"ah its just that.." y/n trailed off "you're not gonna kick me off the team right ?" she asked

oikawa blinked in surprise and shook his head. "ofcourse not! it's our first time having a manager, i wouldn't wanna mess that up" he said. y/n sighed in relief and slumped back on her chair.

"stop bothering her shittykawa" iwaizumi huffed from beside them. "even im getting annoyed by it" he said. "eh? you're so mean iwa-chan!" oikawa chuckled "im just trying to be friends"

"hey hey, isn't that oikawa-senpai?" "he's talking to the new girl?" "i heard she's their new manager!" "geez. i thought she wasn't a threat."

y/n briefly glanced at the girls and pursed her lips in distaste. it was only her second day here and yet she's already on many people's bad side. and it wasn't even her fault!

she sighed and averted her attention to her phone, scrolling through twitter to keep up with S and her friends. "huh..?" she mumbled in confusion as she scrolled through the countless tweets raging about 'SNOW'

"they know about me leaving?" she hummed and shrugged it off. she didn't seem to see the problem with it. though she loved skating with her friends at S, it wasn't like it'd go to ruins if she left.

right now, her more prominent problem was oikawa tooru. or more specifically his herds of fangirls.

"im gonna go to the gym." she excused herself as she grabbed her bag and skateboard. "wait! i'll come with!" oikawa said with a smile as he hastily grabbed his belongings and rushed to her side

"oh. you don't have to" she said with furrowed brows as she tried to discreetly shuffle away from him. "oh please. what kind of captain would i be if i don't accompany our dear manager-chan?" oikawa teased as he slung his bag over his shoulder

"let's go, y/n-chan~" oikawa cooed, making her sigh.

"right." she replied curtly with a nod.

"so cold! we're gonna be teammates soon so you gotta warm up to me, yaknow?" oikawa chuckled

"i see. i'll try my best, oikawa-san" she said with a faint smile

oikawa grinned and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "i can't wait when we become best friends~"

"ah. i already have a best friend. sorry." she turned him down with a deadpanned expression.

oikawa sweat dropped and chuckled. "was i going a bit too fast?" he said. "dont worry, i'll aim for the boyfriend position instead" he cooed

"ah. i have reserved that position for someone else as well. sorry."

"geez."

"okay, so this is the list of the players' positions." coach nobuteru said as he handed her the paper. "right!" y/n replied with a nervous gulp as she read through the list.

"i see." nobuteru laughed and patted her on the back. "no worries, i'll explain it to you as the practice progresses."

".. you know what the positions mean right?" nobuteru asked with an amused chuckle. "no sir.." she replied with a glum sigh "i was gonna look it up last night but.. some important matters came up" she said

"first we have oikawa. he's the captain so i think it's best we discuss him first" he said. "he's our setter and 'service ace'" he said. "he has a natural talent as a setter and his powerful serves are something the opponents are all very wary of."

as coach nobuteru explained, her eyes followed oikawa as he dribbled a ball and prepared to do a jump serve. "i see.. oikawa-san is-" she got cut off as oikawa jumped and hit the ball with his hand, causing a loud slapping noise to ring across the gym

oikawa looked over to her with a smug smirk, awaiting her words of praise

".. oikawa-san is really scary.." she finished with a shudder as she looked at the other side of the court which the ball had hit

oikawa's face dropped at the remark and groaned. "i was aiming for something like 'talented' or 'cool' " he said "instead i got called scary" he sulked, to which matsukawa laughed in response and patted his back

"better luck next time" matsukawa laughed

"he's scarily precise and clean with his serves.. if i was to receive that i would probably break my arms." y/n said to coach nobuteru with a chuckle "it's quite impressive, hm?" nobuteru hummed

"yeah! so awesome!" she cheered as she eagerly wrote down the new found information on her notepad

from the opposite side of the court, oikawa, along with maki and mattsun listened in on their conversation with varying reactions.

oikawa was quite overjoyed and smug, seeing as he was quietly bragging to them about the compliment

all while the duo simply rolled their eyes and playfully punched the brunette

"i wonder if he could teach me that." she thought out loud as she picked up a ball and poked at it with her fingers

as quick as he could be, he slithered towards her with a charming smile, more than ready to woo her off her feet. "well, why don't you find out, yourself?" he cooed with a laugh

"though, i'll certainly be more than happy to teach you" he said with a smile

y/n looked at him with a brow irked in confusion. she simply smiled back sheepishly as he continued to practically ooze stars and sparkles. his larger hands caressed hers as he too went to grab the ball, though he didn't let go and simply placed it there.

"oh.. then please teach me how to serve, oikawa-san!" she beamed with a sweet smile

"..." oikawa looked at her with slightly widened eyes and discreetly cleared his throat to calm his nerves. "a-ah, of course!" he stammered out with a shaky grin

"im always happy to help out our dear manager-chan" oikawa cooed teasingly as he patted her shoulder with a smile "lets meet after practice if you want" he suggested, to which she responded with an eager nod.

"alright then" he cleared his throat "i'll meet ya after practice, okay~" he cooed at her

"okay!" she replied with a smile as she waved him goodbye, watching him run off to the court.

"ah geez!" oikawa groaned out as he hid and crouched behind a random tarp. he covered his warm and reddened cheeks as he mumbled to himself while iwaizumi peers down at him with a sneer.

"yo, you're really serious about that crush of yours?" iwaizumi asked with a chuckle

"of course i am! im many many things but im not a liar, you know" oikawa huffed as he slapped iwaizumi's leg. "yes you fucking are" iwaizumi scoffed and kicked him back "you're not a goddamn saint, shittykawa" he rolled his eyes

"you better not play y/n. she's one of the only girls who aren't obsessed with you in this school." iwaizumi said with a huff "i would hate not having her around here anymore if that happens." he said

"okay, maybe im just a teeny tiny bit unsure of this crush of mine, but still!" oikawa huffed "i'll update you when i make my mind up!" he said as he sent iwaizumi a cheeky wink

"man, you really are a shitty person." iwaizumi sighed

"that was.. not bad for a tenth attempt. not bad at all." oikawa said with a pained smile as he patted her head comfortingly. "oikawa-san.." she whimpered "you're such a liar!" she whined out

"i thought this was supposed to be easy! you made it look so easy.." she sulked

she dusted her pants and picked her board up from the ground. "though i think i'd rather stick to skating after that.." she said

"hey hey, things like this need practice. how'd you think i got better over the years?" he mused. "i guess you're right." she sighed and plucked herself off the ground

oikawa laughed and leaned against the wall, watching her skate around with a smile on his lips. "giving up already?" he cooed tauntingly "wow.. i thought you'd have more resolve than that, y/n-chan~"

"its not that i lack resolve, oikawa-san" she replied "i just think skating is more fun, that's all" she said as she locked eyes with him and sent him a smile

"its no fun if i can't play alongside you guys.. so i think i'd rather stick to this, where i can skate with my friends" she said "i mean, i can have fun with skateboarding wherever i am.. i just need a good ramp to boost myself on.."

she eyed the pieces of frail wood stacked against a bench and grinned. "like that" she said as she pointed to it.

oikawa spluttered and looked at her with widened eyes. "hey hey wait- don't skate on that thing, you'll fall!" he exclaimed

y/n paid him no mind and skated towards the makeshift ramp in a fast pace. oikawa watched in distress as she propels herself off the ramp and did a flip mid-air, holding onto her board as she waits for herself to get back on the ground.

(wtf i suck at describing tricks, idek what they're called sorry lmfao 😭)

"hey! that's dangerous.." oikawa's voice gradually softened as he now focused on her.

his chocolate brown orbs trained themselves on her as he watched the lampposts illuminate her from behind, outlining her form and accentuating the beautiful soft blue hue of her hair.

oikawa gulped as a pinkish hue sprawled itself on his cheeks. his eyes glimmered with admiration as he watched her land gracefully on the ground.

"what-what was that..?" he squeaked out

"im not sure" she answered. "it was just a simple trick, oikawa-san."

"why?" y/n cocked her head to the side and sent him a curious glance, to which he returned with a nervous smile.

"a-ah, nothing!" oikawa laughed "i've never seen anything like it!" he said "you're really fucking cool, y/n-chan!" oikawa said with a grin as he ran towards her, holding his belongings.

"you're very cool too, oikawa-san" she returned the compliment with a small smile of gratitude

"hold on, i gotta call iwa-chan. i have something important to say" he said as he pulled out his phone and showed her iwaizumi's contact

"oh.. okay..?" she replied with a sheepish smile as she watched him scurry over to the other side of the park with a heavy blush on his face

"iwa-chan! i-i have some news!" oikawa shrieked out as he shakily gripped his phone.

"what the hell are you talking about?" iwaizumi huffed out from the other line

"well.. yknow when i said i'd update you when i make my mind up about liking y/n?" oikawa mused with a nervous chuckle

"yeah..?"

"well, i think i'm positive i like her!"

"oh. okay." iwaizumi sighed "i'll support you i guess. but one thing.."

"yeah?" oikawa hummed in confusion.

"you're with her right now right?" "yeah why?"

"dont you think she might have heard you by now given that you've been screaming to the phone since the start of the call?" iwaizumi deadpanned

oikawa paled and slowly looked behind him, only to sigh in relief as he saw y/n mindlessly dribbling the ball as she sat on her board. "phew, she didn't hear me" he let out a sigh of relief.

"oikawa-san?" y/n called out "um.. are you done talking? can we go home now?" she asked

"ah yeah!" oikawa exclaimed "you didn't hear anything right?" he asked nervously

"oh well.. no, not at all." she said with an awkward smile as she gave him a thumbs up.

"you're totally lying!" he shrieked in horror "im sorry! i didnt mean to!" she shrieked back. "sorry oikawa-san" she sulked gloomily as she bowed her head. "but all i heard was when you said 'im positive i like her' i swear!"

oikawa chuckled and let out a sigh of relief. he patted her back and smiled "hey, it's fine. no need to worry" he said

"but who do you like, oikawa-san? you're every popular so im kinda curious." she said

"i can help you confess!" she suggested "i heard that japanese people confess by giving a love letter under a cherry blossom tree."

"ah. no need for that" oikawa meekly chuckled

"i tried that once. it was a fail since there wasn't any cherry blossoms around. and i didn't actually know how to write in japanese.." she sweat dropped

"oh so you like someone?" oikawa asked with a smile

"yeah.. i-i guess you could say that.." she stammered out as she looked down in embarrassment and rolled her board back and forth. "hmm. okay.." oikawa hummed out

she glanced up at him, confused as to why he wasn't as playful as he normally was. though she simply shrugged it off as tiredness and followed him as he walked off.

"... damn. double homicide." iwaizumi's voice suddenly emitted from oikawa's phone.

"i- what the hell-" oikawa let out a groan as he plucked his phone from his pocket

"is that iwaizumi?" she sweat dropped

"dont mind him let's go home" oikawa said with a playful eye roll as he ended the call "i'll pick you up tomorrow, okay?" oikawa cooed as he watched her skate slowly to match his walking pace.

"oh.. why?" she asked with furrowed brows

"friends walk to school together, right?" oikawa mused

she blinked up at him and chuckled as a smile formed on her lips. "i guess you're right" she said

sorry for the spelling/grammar mistakes if there are any :<

"i'll be expecting you, oikawa-san"

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warmau · 4 years

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★ donation request: rich kid!au hongseok

judging by the huge amount of applause that’s just come from outside of the gym

you assume that means that the star of this show has just arrived

other volunteers start running around, frazzled and worried

this one - yang hongseok - is known to be a bit of a,,,,,,,,handful

which you don’t understand

the guys just another athlete like everyone else

granted he has won an insane amount of titles in such a short amount of time

and is currently the world champion of his boxing class

(oh - you know - is well on his way to being a self-made millionaire)

you just ,,,,, don’t get it

how can you be moody and snappy when your life revolves around punching people - like get your anger out in the ring, dude.

either way, scoring such a huge star for your charity work is amazing

so you’re going to bend to his every will, even if you spend the majority of the time hating it

hongseok strolls in, followed by his manager - kino - who you spent most of your time talking to on the phone in order to set this up

you introduce yourself to him and shake his hand, he’s been nothing but nice

your worry is all but focused on hongseok

your charity is all about working with kids and helping them get into free sports programs

which means a lot of the people in attendance are innocent children

so you hope hongseok keeps it ,,,,,, together

he shakes your hand - but seems almost annoyed by it - taking the glasses he’s wearing off and chucking them toward kino

“how long is this gonna take?”

is the first thing he asks and you’re already gritting your teeth

“only half an hour, we want you to talk to the kids about how you got into boxing and then take some photo-”

“kino, did they say photo-op? i never agreed to that.”

kino looks like he’s gritting his teeth too, but he’s probably so used to the treatment that he just pats hongseok’s shoulder

“it’s only two or three photos. it’ll look so good for your publicity hong”

hongseok shrugs his hand off, but veers off toward the table where your volunteers have set up drinks

kino gives you an apologetic smile as he follows suit and you just stand there gripping the clipboard in your hands so hard you think you might break it

it’s only been 5 seconds and i already know - i hate him.

you turn you attention away from hongseok though, you’ve got to make sure the gym is prepped and the kids who’ve come out to hear hongseok speak are all here

as you pass by, you hear hongseok mutter something about how this place is subpar and hot

you wish you could tell him to shut it, he’s an athlete - a little sweat won’t hurt him

but instead you remind yourself: you need this, and the kids need this.

when you’re done and you’re ready to introduce hongseok to the eager crowd

you walk over to let him know, he has his glasses on again and when you tell him everything is ready

he barely reacts - just stands up and takes off the denim jacket he’s wearing

it’s hard not to stare - the shirt is black and tight, and he’s a boxer so his body looks like its been carved from marble

but you make a point to focus your eyes on your clipboard and not on his dumb, beautiful face

hongseok notes that you aren’t oggling like just about everyone else

as you lead him toward the gym, you have the urge to say something - to beg him not to put on that bravado hes known for when hes both out of the ring and in it

sometimes, he gets a little scary and mean, and these are kids so -

you skid to a stop and turn, hongseok raises an eyebrow and an annoyed look paints his otherwise (stupid, but godly) face

“um,,,,,,just so you know - the kids out there respect you, and they all think you’re cool so im hoping you can just,,,,,be professional?”

his mouth thins into a line

“oh, so you think im going to go out there and act like a jackass?”

“no-”

yes, that’s what im worried about genius.

“no, im just - theyre all young so-”

he doesn’t bother to let you finish, instead he walks right on past you and out into the gym

the kids roar into applause and you pale - you were supposed to go out there and introduce him!!!!

but its too late, and you swallow the horror that building up in your stomach

because you feel like you just made everything so much worse-

“hi kids, im hongseok and im here to teach you that everyone in this room can follow their dreams! i followed mine and now im a?”

he points the microphone toward the crowd as everyone cheers out the words “world champion”

hongseok laughs, a big and warm smile on his face

and you blink in surprise because

oh my god, he’s doing really well actually?!!??!

the whole event goes so smoothly that you almost dont believe its happening

hongseok not only connects with the kids and plays with them well, but the photo-op he was dreading so much - is so sweet

hongseok is letting kids hang off his bicepes, he’s picking kids up on his shoulders, he’s letting them play with his boxing gloves and even has kino bring out some merch he has signed to give out

you’re in awe - this is not the snooty, flashy dude you saw half an hour ago

and whose been splayed across online news pages since he debuted in the boxing scene

he’s just,,,,,,,,,,,,nice

but then again - you remember what kino had said:this is good publicity

it could all just be an act

one of your volunteers, tall and often lost looking yuto, taps your shoulder and asks if you can go get some supplies from the charity van you guys have out back

you agree, rushing over to get the things and as you’re piling out the boxes full of tshirts and applications packets

you hear the back door open

you’re half hidden by the car, but you immediately recognize kino’s voice and ,,,,,,, hongseoks?

“i want to sponsor all of the kids.”

“hongseok, that’s gonna be a hefty check you know?”

“doesn’t matter, but don’t put my name on it - just make sure the charity people know those kids are all going to be able to pick whatever program they want and ill pay for uniforms or baseball bats or whatever they need.”

“alright, ill go find the manager.”

you almost drop the box you’re holding - there are over fifty kids in there and he’s going to sponsor all of them?!?!?! and not for the free publicity?!?!?

you rush back inside, dropping the boxes in yuto’s hands who gives you a confused look as soon as you ask where hongseok is

he tilts his head and you turn toward the gym, through the door you see hongseok is taking a couple of more photos and waving goodbye to the kids

kino finds you, and asks if you two can talk for a moment, but you shake your head

“i need to talk to hongseok.”

standing out back in the parking lot, you thank him - embarrassed about how you had acted before

“i heard you say you wanted to sponsor all the kids, and im going to be honest i -”

“you thought i was an asshole, just the way i am when im boxing or on a late night tv show right?”

you kind of give him a - can you blame me? kind of look and hongseok laughs again

up close, its brighter and more comforting then you imagined

“being a ‘softie’ doesnt get you far in my sport - so i act out, everyones like if you have abs like that whyd you ever be humble you know?”

you try not to giggle, but hongseok says its true

“well thanks again, and i know it was rude of me to tell you to ‘act professional’ you-”

“listen, id do the same thing. plus, you are probably the first person with the balls to say it to me - you do know im a boxer right?”

you kind of fumble a little, because you dont know what to say

his tone is kinda flirty, but you’re trying not to think to much into it

kino suddenly appears, reminding hongseok of another event he has to get to

he smiles and says another goodbye to you, before you have to ask

“wait- why don’t you want people to know you donated so much to us?”

“ah, same reason. the guys arent going to let me live it down when these photos of me letting kids crawl me like a tree get out so i cant imagine what theyd say if they know i spent most of my championship money to help out these kids and not buy like....a yacht.”

he waves again and you cant believe it but you feel something in your heart twinge

that night you get a voicemail from the number you’d used when talking to kino

you assume its a message from him about the event, but you’re surprised to hear hongseok’s voice when you play it

‘aside from the fact i donated a buttload to your charity - do you wanna have dinner sometime? i actually have enough money left over for that?’

you don’t believe your ears and play it back one million or so times

in the morning you drag yuto into a corner and play it for him

“do you thin its a prank?”

yuto scratches his head, “no - i think yang hongseok is interested in you.”

#pentagon scenarios #pentagon imagines #pentagon au #hongseok scenarios #hongseok imagines #hongseok au #member: pentagon #ptg scenarios #ptg au #hongseok #pentagon #sfw #donation commissions

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thereluctantinquisitor · 5 years

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“I can hardly stand myself.”

In which Ralon and Cyrus bond (sorta, in their usual antagonistic way) in the Herald’s Rest over a lot of booze…

“I can hardly stand myself.”

Lowering his tankard from his lips, Ralon snorted wryly as he regarded his friend. “Yeah? Well, I can hardly stand you either, so… we’ve finally got something in common.”

Slumped at a table on the upper floor of the Herald’s Rest, Ralon and Cyrus had outpaced and outlasted even the most diligent drinkers for the evening. Now, they were accompanied only by the sound of their own voices and the gentle slosh of ale, the evening limping into true night, dark and cold as winter finally reached the mountains.

“Yeah… fuck you too,” Cyrus mumbled into his cup, voice echoing slightly. It was about as civil as their conversations got. “Piss-head.”

For a moment, Ralon considered firing back an insult of his own, but he decided against it, his drink-addled mind wandering down a slightly different path. “That’s real messed up, y’know.” He jostled his tankard, stretching out one finger to point in Cyrus’ general direction. “You’re kinda stuck with yourself, Prickles. Might as well enjoy it.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Could shorten it to Prick?”

Cyrus gave a unimpressed grunt; the kind typically used to replace words like sure, fine, and whatever. “Y’don’t think I know that?” he continued, jumping back to before Ralon had so expertly insulted him. He leaned forward and attempted to plant his chin on the heel of his palm. It took him two tries before he met success, his elbow sliding slowly across the tabletop. “Y’don’t think it’s a fucking nightmare, being stuck in skin you don’t even want to look at?”

After regarding the thoroughly inebriated Orlesian for a moment, Ralon huffed and raised his brows. Or at least, he thought he did. His face was kinda numb. “Well, shit… you’re a miserable drunk.” Without missing a beat, he reached out and snagged a bottle of ale Cabot had fetched for them before heading to bed and poured it into Cyrus’ tankard, filling it to the brim. “That’ll do ya. Anyway, there’s nothing wrong with your skin. I mean, sure, the rest of you could use some work, but…” He trailed off, not sure where he was really going with the comment, then shrugged. “Guess I don’t see the problem.”

If Cyrus could have delivered a glare, Ralon was certain he would have. But, as it were, he just blinked slowly in Ralon’s general direction, one eye a little slower than the other. Eventually, Cyrus reached up and gestured to his face. “This.”

Ralon squinted, as though peering into a wishing well and trying to read the year one of the coins was minted. “Yeah.. gonna have to be more specific.”

Huffing, exasperated, Cyrus gestured again, this time running his finger along the lines on his face. “This,” he repeated sharply. “This shit right here. Fuck me…” Picking up his tankard, Cyrus dove in for another series of gulps. Ralon waited him out, saying nothing until the man eventually thudded his cup back down on the table.

“The… tattoos?”

“Call the Nightingale, we’ve found her a new agent,” Cyrus drawled, rolling his eyes. “Yes, genius. The tattoos.”

For a moment, Ralon just inspected them, eyes following the pale lines running down Cyrus’ face. Sure, they weren’t the most flattering things, but he had just assumed the Orlesian possessed a quirky artistic side that he kept buried under layers of snark and bitterness. Although, thinking about it now, the theory seemed beyond absurd. “Why’d you get ‘em, then?”

It seemed like a perfectly reasonable question, but the second Ralon asked it he knew it was the wrong one. Cyrus’ expression, more open than he’d ever seen it before, suddenly closed off, snapping shut like a door in the Antivan’s face. He broke eye-contact, picked up his mug, and drained the entire thing in a serious of deep, determined gulps. When he finished, Cyrus shoved himself back, stool skidding across the floorboards. “’m done,” he slurred, then staggered, barely catching himself on one of the beams that lined the upper floor of the Rest. Ralon pushed himself to his feet as well, reaching out to steady his squadmate. When Cyrus belligerently shook him off, Ralon frowned.

“Hey, we had a deal.” He moved in again, this time hooking his arm around Cyrus’ waist, ignoring the man’s protests. “No. Listen. We’ve had a miserable couple of weeks, so we were going to get pissed out of our minds and help each other stumble back to the barracks. Remember?”

“Get off. ’m fine,” Cyrus hissed, but as he spoke he swayed, first away from Ralon, then back against him, leaving the Antivan to bear most of his weight for a moment as his legs all but gave out. “F-Fuck…”

Also drunk but not dumb enough to chug an entire ale as a nightcap, Ralon staggered but managing to regain balance for the both of them. “Whoa, alright. C’mon, short-stuff. Let’s get goin’ before I end up carrying you back.”

“‘m… not short…” Cyrus’ feet dragged slightly as he walked, but he managed to keep them under him, much to Ralon’s relief. “You’re jus’… giant…”

Reaching the stairs, Ralon snorted, resting one hand on the railing to steady himself as he began a slow and careful descent with his precious Orlesian cargo. “Of all things to be in denial about,” he mused, but let it go, deciding Cyrus had been through enough for one night. Maker, he’d pay double for it come morning. “C'mon. Easy does it. If we’re lucky, we’ll make it back in time for Connors to whip up that hangover cure of hers before training.”

Cyrus groaned, the thought of training clearly turning his stomach. “Ugh. Kill me.”

Barking a laugh, teetering slightly as they reached the bottom of the stairs, all Ralon could do was sigh in solidarity.

“Well would y’look at that? Another thing we agree on.”

#dragon age fanfiction #ralon #cyrus #the dawn squad #reluctant writes #reluctant replies #drabble prompts #ty <3 #bladeverbena

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itgraphsandcharts · 5 years

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“I’m Not Even Sure What 1+1 Is, But Still, I Want To Keep Protecting You.”

A/N: This is for @gaybullies who requested a bunch of stuff on my other account! The first of many to come! IF YOU DON’T LIKE FICS ABOUT HENRY OR THE BOWERS GANG, DON’T READ THIS!! DON’T LEAVE HATE!!!

Word Count: 942

Richie was a dick. He truly was. It wasn’t just his trashmouth and lack of filter, Richie was just plain mean. Stan, Bill, and Eddie tried to control him, but sometimes it just wasn’t worth the energy. Today, however, it would have been.

Richie had snuck away while Bill and Stan were trying to help Eddie. The small boy had been upset at his mother for telling him not to play on the jungle gym, and in retaliation, he had climbed the monkey bars at school, the one place she couldn’t control everything. Now, he was hanging on by one hand, screaming and crying. Bill stood under him, arms outstretched, ready to catch him if he fell. Stan had rushed off to get a teacher.

Henry Bowers was a sad and lonely kindergartener. He didn’t have any friends because everybody was afraid of him. Henry didn’t particularly mind this, but sometimes he got lonely. Five-year-olds need friends, but Henry just didn’t have any. That is why, during recess, all Henry did was sit on the swings and think. Think about who to scare and hurt and bother next.

Despite being feared throughout the class, it did not surprise him when a certain Richie Tozier approached him during recess. Richie could not keep his mouth shut for the life of him, and he certainly had a lot of opinions about Henry. Voicing those opinions were what got him in trouble with Henry so often. Richie never learned his lesson. The only sign on him that he had messed with the wrong person countless times was the tape holding his small yet thick glasses together.

On this particular day, Henry was in a bit of a bad mood. His dad had sent him to school without lunch, and Henry was hungry. Richie had chosen the wrong day to speak his mind. Not that any day was good to mess with Henry.

From across the playground, Henry heard Richie call out. “Hey, Bowers! What are you doing all alone on the swing set? Don’t have any friends? That’s kinda sad!” Henry, not really knowing why Richie loved to bother him, decided that he didn’t want any trouble today. He was too tired to fight back today. When Henry didn’t respond, Richie continued.

“Come on, I just wanna know why you sit on the swings every day at recess!” Richie sounded genuinely curious, but it pissed Henry off nonetheless.

Richie’s yelling had started to attract attention by now, Stan, Bill, and Eddie were making their way over, Eddie still with tears on his cheeks from the monkey bars scare. They weren’t the only ones that noticed, however, as another child was also watching from afar.

Richie was still yelling at Henry when his friends reached him. Bill’s eyes went wide, immediately understanding what was going on. “Richie, shut up! He’s going to hurt you!” Eddie, still shaken up, looked like he was ready to cry again. But Richie, being Richie, thought they were egging him on. He continued to yell and ask, infuriating Henry more and more.

Unbeknownst to everybody in the situation, the watcher decided he had enough. Suddenly, Richie felt as if the ground was shaking. Then, a shadow was cast over him from behind. He turned around slowly, afraid of what he would see. There stood Belch, the only other kid in kindergarten without any friends. The only difference between Henry and Belch was that Belch was two heads taller than Richie, and scared him. A lot.

A gruff voice came from his lips. “Leave. Him. Alone.” Richie was shaking in his little sneakers, frightened of this tall boy who had just spoken for the first time all year. However, even when terrified, his mouth never stopped moving.

Before he could stop it, Richie’s mouth opened once more, and out squeaked, “You don’t even know what one plus one is, what are you going to do?” As soon as what he had done had registered in his baby brain, he slapped a hand over his mouth and went deathly pale. “No, wait! I didn’t mean it, I swe-” He was cut off by a swing of a fist, and two snaps. One of his glasses, and one of his nose. He crumpled to the ground and everybody froze.

Henry, who had previously been watching from the swings, now was stood next to Belch, mouth agape. Richie’s friends stood still, afraid if they moved, they would get punched too. Wordlessly, Belch turned around and walked away.

Stan was the first to move. He hurriedly reached down and yanked his hurt friend up by his shirt collar. “What were you thinking? He coulda killed you!” The panic and pain set in all at once, and suddenly, Richie was bawling. Blood was streaming out of his nose, tears pooling in his eyes. Stan, still holding onto his shirt tightly, ran away as fast as he could, dragging Richie behind him. Snapping out of their trance, Bill and Eddie quickly chased after them, running off to tell the teacher.

The last person to move was Henry. He looked around the playground, eyes scanning for the boy who had just stood up for him. His eyes locked on Belch, alone once again, sitting atop a slide. Cautiously, Henry made his way over. Standing at the bottom of the slide, Henry called out to him.

“Why’d you do that?” Belch turned to look at him, surprised Henry had followed him. “Why’d you punch Richie?”

Belch thought for a moment before responding. “I may not be sure what one plus one is, but still, I want to keep protecting you.”

#ignore this im moving all my fics to my active account #benry #belch huggins #henry bowers #tw bowers #belch x henry

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ssamie · 3 years

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nine. reki?!

oikawa tooru x fem langa!reader

(hq x sk8 the infinity)

warnings: spelling mistakes, swearing, 2k+ words, u have langa’s blue hair sorry

gen masterlist. “snow” masterlist.

"Y/N I FOUND YOU!" reki exclaimed as he sprinted towards her

"man, you guys sure were fast" he said "i almost lost you guys in the trail" the redhead tripped way too many times as he struggled to avoid the random bushes and twigs sticking from the forest grounds

"Y/N!" reki grinned as he finally came to a halt before her

though she didn't respond and simply blinked as she stared at him wide-eyed as if she was seeing a ghost. "uh- y/n?" reki sweat dropped as he poked her cheek

the redhead then sighed and flicked her right in the forehead, making her yelp and gently cradle the sore spot. "y/n!" he yelled again, this time with a soft laugh of amusement

"reki?!" y/n shrieked out as she finally snapped out of whatever daydream she was in.

reki laughed and pinched her cheeks with his hands, squishing her already heating up face as she gapes up at him in disbelief "took ya long enough" reki mused "did you miss me?" he asked

"y-yeah! i missed you!" she stammered out as she placed her hands on reki's cheeks and lightly pinched them as well. she and reki chuckled, encaging each other in their arms as the boys watch their interaction.

"you did so great! i saw you do your trick again!" reki exclaimed as he shook her shoulders excitedly. "thanks! i also did stuff that you taught me!" she smiled as she let reki shake her up as he pleased

"also how are you here? adam said he didn't invite you" she asked him once he had finally calmed down. reki then scowled and let out a huff "yeah, he didn't. i had to save up for a ticket to fly here with the others" he said

"and some guy tweeted about it so i was able to find the location" he explained as he showed her the said tweet. she grinned and nodded along "im glad you're here reki" she beamed "i really missed you"

"me too" reki chuckled. he then eyes the boys behind her and sheepishly waved. "aren't ya gonna introduce me to your friends?" he mused

y/n perked up and looked back at the boys. "right!" she said. she brought up hanamaki and matsukawa first. "this is hanamaki-san and matsukawa-san. we're in the same year and they're in the volleyball team i mentioned." she said

hanamaki and matsukawa grinned at him and raised their hand to wave "hey, so you're the reki she's always talking about huh?" hanamaki mused

"she talks about me?" reki asked with a smile

y/n spluttered and shook her head "that's not true! i don't talk about you at all!" she rebutted

reki sweat dropped and scratched his head in confusion "oh.. okay then..?"

y/n then shook her head again and paled from the guilt "i mean of course i do! you're my best friend!" she shrieked out "i talk about you all the time, reki!" she rambled

reki sweat dropped and comforting patted her back. "so which one is it, really?" he chuckled as watched her distressed state. "let's.. let's move on.." y/n cleared her throat as she gestured to iwaizumi next.

"this is iwaizumi-san. he's in my class and we're also neighbors." she said. "hey man, nice to meet you" iwaizumi sent him a curt nod, to which reki responded to with a smile

"nice to meet you too, iwaizumi! im reki!" he introduced himself with a wave

as the two conversed, she looked back to find oikawa, only to find him sitting by a curb, looking at the passing cars with a bored look on his face. with a hint of confliction, she reluctantly walked away from reki and towards the brunette.

"oikawa-san?" she called out to him. "yeah?" oikawa replied as he briefly looked back to glance at her "you need something, y/n-chan?" he asked

"um." she muttered "are you okay?" she asked as she crouched down beside him. "yeah, whyd you ask?" oikawa hummed with a faint smile

"no reason.." she muttered as she scooted closer to him. "are you tired? you don't seem as lively as usual." she said

oikawa shrugged and brought his knees up to his chest, "kinda." he said. "aren't you gonna go back to reki?" he asked. he faced her with a smile and chuckled "you were so excited whenever you mentioned him." he mused "so i thought you'd have a more escalating reaction than that"

y/n raised a brow at his indifferent tone and playfully nudged him with her elbow. "you're so weird, oikawa-san. are you jealous or something?" she jokingly asked with a laugh

"ahahaha." oikawa laughed along with a staright face. "yes."

"what?" she blinked with a blank smile as she looked up at him cluelessly. "just kidding!" oikawa exclaimed with a cheeky grin. he ruffled her hair and laughed as she simply looked at him in confusion. "you're so gullible, y/n-chan! but i guess that's what makes you fun" okawa chuckled as he stood up from the ground to stretch his limbs

"cmon, let's go. i wanna meet your friend too, yaknow?" oikawa mused as he held out his hands for her to grab

she smiled and took his hands, pulling herself up as she dragged him over to the redhead. "you'll like him a lot, oikawa-san" she said "reki is nice, i swear!"

"reki!!" she called out with a grin "hey" reki waved back.

he then perked up as he recognised the brunette she was dragging around. "oh, you're that guy from a while ago!" reki exclaimed "i recognised you, haha"

oikawa smiled back and nodded. "yup, that's me.."

"im oikawa tooru. nice to meet you, reki-kun!" oikawa beamed with a charming grin. "you too!" reki grinned as he excitedly shook his hand. "hey, you guys wanna come with us? me and the others wanted to have a late night snack"

"the others?" y/n hummed in confusion "what do you mean? are they-"

"Y/N!" a loud shout was heard

y/n looked behind reki's shoulder and paled as she watched miya propell himself from a random curve and fly through the air towards her direction. "m-miya?! wait! don't jump! you'll hit--" she was cut off by miya's stomach hitting her straight in the face

"YOU SLIME! I TOLD YOU TO WAIT!" miya hissed at reki as he hugged her head with his arms while he wraps his legs around her torso

"hey, if i didn't go ahead, we would've lost them!" reki rebutted with a huff "and get off her! you're not a cat! stop it!" reki exclaimed as he tried to pry him off of her

"you don't know that" miya huffed, "also, back off, slime! we're having a moment." he said as he hugged her even tighter

"you're killing her, rather" cherry chimed in as he watched y/n clawing desperately for miya to let her head go "she's losing air" he sighed as he plucked miya off of her

y/n heaved as she held miya up by the back of his thighs, holding him as you would with a child as she gasped for air. "i've missed you, miya.." she meekly chuckled as she ruffled his hair

miya's face exploded into a concerningly bright shade of red as he huffed. "hmp. miss you too or whatever.." he muttered. "he's so stubborn." reki sweat dropped as he watched miya desperately try to keep his nonchalant façade but obviously failing

"huh? who's this?" miya raised a brow as he looked oikawa up and down "did you find a slime boyfriend while you were gone?!"

oikawa scowled and gave miya a nasty glare "hah? me? a slime?" he scoffed in offense

"who else would i be talking about, slime?" miya taunted him

he then gave him a smug smirk and laughed "well, my bad for that one."he mused "i mean you're a slime, yeah. but you'd never be her boyfriend" he sneered "she's just too good for you"

oikawa scowled once again and glared down at the boy. "who says i can't be her boyfriend?" he sneered

"why? are you?" miya gritted his teeth as he glared at oikawa

"no. but you're definitely not either" oikawa gave him an irked smile "whatever, i won't argue with kids." oikawa mused as he waved him off

miya hissed at him under his breath and reached out to claw at him, only for y/n to stop him by grasping his hands and keeping them in place. "dont argue with people you just met, shittykawa!" iwaizumi scolded the brunette

"he started it!" oikawa rebutted, earning a smack from iwaizumi. "shut up." iwaizumi scowled "be nice. you're embarrassing me."

"anyways, wanna join us?" joe asked as he flexed his arms with a grin "i could go for a drink right now"

"they're underaged!" cherry said as he slapped joe in the head

"well where else are we supposed to go?!" joe exclaimed with a groan "McDonald's?!"

"i want a happy meal.." y/n said as she and miya looked at the toys displayed by the counter

"i want that toy.." miya said as he stared longingly at the cat toy

"i want fries!" reki exclaimed as he faced cherry with an expectant look

cherry raised a brow and glared down at them "why are you looking at me like that?" he asked "im not gonna pay for you." he narrowed his eyes at them

"but we're broke!" reki exclaimed. "you have some pocket money, just use that" shadow said as he ordered himself a burger. "but its too expensive!!" reki whined dramatically as he slumped on the seat

"what're you guys gonna get?" he asked the boys. iwaizumi shrugged "just a drink that's all." he said "we'll share fries!" hanamaki said as he pointed to matsukawa beside him

"i got a happy meal too!" oikawa grinned as he laid the box on the table with a grin, chuckling as y/n and miya 'ooh'ed in amazement

"can we share?" y/n asked with sparkling eyes as she sat down beside the brunette

"are you gonna keep that? im taking it." miya said as he snatched the cat toy and pocketed it with a cat-like smirk

"hey! don't take too much!" oikawa exclaimed as he slapped her hand away "and you! cat boy! paws off my toy!" oikawa hissed as he playfully fought miya

"BACK OFF, SLIME!" miya hissed back

"well, at least they're getting along quite well" joe mused with a laugh. "and those two are having their long awaited reunion" shadow sneered as he nodded towards y/n and reki

y/n smiled as reki rambled to her about the moments she's missed in okinawa. she really couldn't understand anything with how fast he was talking but it was nice to hear his voice.

"you still make those same faces" she muttered

("reki my love🥰🏳️‍🌈... of skateboarding 😝😃💔♀️" do u guys remember that from the dub 😭)

"what? what's wrong with my face?" reki abruptly stopped rambling as he blinked at her with a confused smile. "nothing.." she smiled at him. she turned to miya and whispered, "reki's face always makes weird expressions.." to which miya agreed to with a nod

"eh?! did you just say my face is weird?!" reki shrieked out in offense

"no.. it said your face is.." she trailed off with a sheepish expression "unique." she finished off with a smile "so unique." she praised him with a smile as she petted his hair

"somehow, i feel very judged at the moment" reki sweat dropped

"no no, you're very beautiful!" she beamed at him. "i like your cute expressions"

"awe you think im cute?" reki smiled at her with a faint blush tinting his cheeks

"NO! I TAKE THAT BACK!" she panicked "you're normal." she said

reki sweat dropped and nervously rubbed the back of his neck from the sudden change of heart. "oh.. okay..?" he muttered in confusion

"never mind! reki, you're not normal!" she exclaimed in a state of distress and flusteredness.

"that's even worse!" reki exclaimed with a gasp of shock

"i meant you're perfect and amazing!" she shrieked as she covered her face which was heating up from embarrassment

the rest of the group sweat dropped as they watched the interaction play out. they knew she was bad with flirting but they didn't expect it to be to this extent. "ah, young love" joe chuckled "i was like that once too" he mused

"really?" miya raised a brow at his statement

"no. im not a loser" joe laughed "im a ladies man, girls just come to me, ya know?" he grinned as he flexed his biceps

beside him, cherry grimaced and scrunched his face in distaste. "you're getting too confident, you gorilla." he scoffed "you were like that to me back then." cherry taunted

everyone at the table's eyes widened as they eyed joe suspiciously, whistling under their breaths as they eagerly listen in on the conversation.

"i- that's not-" joe gritted his teeth and groaned in aggravation "i thought you were a girl, okay?!" he defended

"i was so clearly wearing a male uniform like you and everyone else." cherry deadpanned

"its just the hair, i swear!"

"joe.." y/n muttered "it's okay. we accept you." she smiled at him

"yeah. gay rights i guess" miya shrugged as he sipped on his coke

"i- this isn't funny anymore, i get that you wanna joke around-" joe deadpanned

"hey!" reki exclaimed, startling everyone in the table as he points an accusing finger to joe's face. "gender identity is not a joke!" he exclaimed "yeah!!" y/n cheered him on

joe sweat dropped and glared at them with dread. "im leaving you behind so you can stay and rot with your goddamn girlfriend" he said to reki

"and i'm not gay!!"

this is short and idk why gender identity suddenly came up ?? i was writing an essay for it on our health exam a while ago so maybe that's why ?? I'M NOT QUEERBAITING I SWEAR! ALSO THIS WHOLE SHOW IS FRUITY ANYWAYS ??

sorry for the spelling /grammar mistakes if there are any :<

ALSO APPARENTLY JOE LIKED ADAM AND NOT CHERRY?? IS THAT TRUE??

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