#((please send help i just had 2 exams and i have 2 more next week i am DROWNING

[lesbianslvt666]

Please please part two of road trip, I crave it

Road Trip?

College au!

Mean! athlete!Ellie x trying to stand up for herself! Kind of an art major?(f)reader lmao

Ofc not proof read

(Btw, I don’t know the credits of the photos I use for these, so if they are yours or you know who are these from, pls dm so that I can add them, thanks <3)

pt 1 pt 3 pt 4 pt 5

Synopsis: Ellie and you are roommates in your shared dorm, both in different majors, you ever see each other when it comes to be at the dorm, on parties or with Dina, your shared best friend. At first Ellie was nice, always kept to herself but never mean, until she got her first college girlfriend, everyone keep telling you how much she looked like you, including Dina. So when Ellie "cheated" on her ex, her reputation went from friendly reserved football player, to fuck girl, "I got all the girls" asshole, or so it seemed to you…

Aight, I have been writing this while being in exam season, sooooo, sorry if this is shit lmao.

Also, another thing to note here is that there are some outfits on the future for YN here that I describe, normally don’t like to do that, cause maybe you don’t feel like that style fits you or whatever, so feel free to change that in your mind (also I don’t mind if you tag me on your own fit inspos, or send them 2 me?? I love fashion lmao) however, I do describe some for story purposes orrrrrr just cause I imagined YN waring something like that?? Idk lmao that’s it, I am just nervous lol.

I put up my yellow tinted glasses in my head while I entered the ban.

"holly fuck" I looked to my right, the small kitchenette, the drivers cabin.

to the left a very spacious corridor with a couch that could be built as a bed. in front of it, a tv that you could hide behind some cabinets.

further left, there was a small room. I approach the door to open it, a toilet, and a shower, very small, but better than nothing.

there was a door past that. Opening the door showed a big king sized bed. underneath space for storage, and some pretty reading lights to the sides of the bed. how the fuck are we four gonna fit here?

"fuck, it's so big right" Dinna was dancing around throwing herself in the spacious couch.

"bigger than my dorm for sure" I plop beside her.

Ellie, who had insisted on taking my luggage. Entered the van breathless from coming downstairs with it.

"you know, when you told me it was heavy? I thought you were joking" I rolled my eyes, standing up to help her get both our suitcases up the van.

"so... Jesse and I have already use some of the storage underneath the bed for our own things... there is some more beside de bathroom, and even more underneath this couch." her face showing a bit of remorse. giving away the fact that they had already claimed the room for themselves.

"look, we are gonna be here for two weeks, we can change the room to the sofa after the first week, yall get the grand finale!!" she was looking Ellie, with an innocent smile, her eyes tilted downwards a bit.

"is not all bad tho, look!" Jesse drew the couch revealing a queen sized bed. "see? Is not that big as the king, but yall get it next week." with a cheeky smile, he hold Dina from behind towards him and jumped in the couch. "umm… so comfortable…" I looked from Dina, to Jesse, to Ellie, I raised an eyebrow. "so… we'll be sharing bed?" I pointed back and forward, from Ellie to me, back to Ellie, back to me.

"well, yeah, unless one of yall wanna sleep on the passenger seat"

when Jesse was saying that, Dina pushed me to the room, and closed the door behind her. she was fidgeting with her fingers, "look, baby, I know you don’t like Ellie, and its gonna be a bit uncomfortable." she said while guiding me to the bed, sitting down and patting the space beside her.

"Jesse and I want some privacy... we are a couple after all." she was now bouncing her leg up and down, cleaning the sweat from her hands on her denim short shorts.

"look I am sorry… pretty please? I know Ellie is not a bad person and she won't hurt you, and if she tries something you know you can always tell me and-"

my mind was going 100 miles per hour, does she thinks I am kid? Of course I know that she was going to sleep with her boyfriend. I stopped her on her rant with my hand on her knee, also to calm down the bouncing.

"Dina, I am an adult not a kid. I knew you where gonna sleep with you boyfriend and I wasn’t expecting anything else, why are you-" she cut me off now. "is just, I don’t want you to not wanna come with us, and that you feel like I let Ellie drag you here for me. even tho it was her idea... I mean I do want you here but I-"

I put my hand in her mouth. my head was now spinning, "first of all Dina, I am not here cause Ellie dragged me, I wanted to come… with you…?" the last part sank in "her idea you said?" my eyebrow raised, my hand fell from her mouth "didn’t she told you?" her eyebrows curbed up, her face hit up, "she said it was your idea Dina…" silence fell "oops…?"

"Hey Dina! YN! I am driving to the nearest 7/11 to get some snacks, want something?" as soon as jesse said that, Dina jumped out of the bed, running towards the passenger seat, connecting her phone to the speakers and playing some music, I was left thinking, and soon enough we arrived to the 7/11, both Dina and Jesse went to get us things, Ellie went down to load some gas

I went out of the room, starting to put my clothes away, underneath the storage cabinets of the couch/bed. soon enough ellie was back

Why did she lied? There was no reason to do so, could've just say something like. "look we might be roommates for the next three years to come and I wanna make the passes with you. or, hey I wanna start again, let's be friends. or, we want to be four instead of three to split the bills more evenly" or whatever.

"shit!"

"fuck YN, what happened, are you okay?" Ellie kneeled down beside me. her eyes fell to my hands, the sting growing.

"crap, yeah I am fine, I caught my finger in the drawer when I closed it."

Ellie tried to take my hand but I sat down, gaining some distance from her. "I am fine, don’t worry, I was just distracted."

Ellies veiny hands were now stroking up and down her strong forearms. "shit, let me help you, you have any more clothes to put away?" her eyes where scanning still over my body, I came back to my posture, my hand hurting less and less. "don’t baby me Williams. I am fine, for real."

she rolled her eyes at that, planting on her feet when she stood up, looking down at me. "whatever, you are such bitch when you want to"

I rolled my eyes at her, my face felt hot. how fucking dare she call me a fucking bitch? I didn’t even said it in a mean tone... or did I?

I frowned my eyebrows, standing up and getting closer to her face. "fuck you, like you aren't worse than me."

she came closer this time, mare inches from me. I could smell her incredible scent, some of my baby hairs tickling her face from the proximity.

"I was just trying to be nice. tell me doll, a time I was more dreadful than you." well shit, if you ask!

I crooked my head to the side, looking at her eyes. expecting for her to be looking at me challengingly, but, her eyes were on my lips. I licked them drawing her attention back to my eyes afterwards

"the time where you ask me to get out of my class to bring you another pair of "cleats"." my fingers up making emphasis on the name. "well maybe if you didn’t doll yourself up with your pretty little high knee boots on a rainy weather." she interrupted me before I could finish.

Fall was starting. the weather in Seattle cold and humid. my brown leather boots splashing underneath the glistening floor. the splashes of the water beneath my soles weting the hem of my bell jeans. I was sprinting now, trying to get to Ellies practice on time. I looked at my watch, flicking my left wrist to my sight line, fuck, I am so late, I am so late.

From afar I could see her figure coming with her teammates. their chat was loud and I could hear their bright laughs from across the campus.

Ellie seamed mad, she wasn’t talking to none of the other girls. walking straight ahead with a look that could bury six feet deep, "Ellie! Fuck, I am sorry I am late, shit!" I came running as fast as I could, getting closer to her. "I don’t need you anymore" her eyes weren't even looking at me. "well damn, I was in class when you called me... came running all the way here while raining and trying not to fall" I was gasping for air. "whatever, your hero run is useless, the match is over." she tried pushing past me. I put a hand on her shoulder. "fuck you! here, your fucking trainers." I put her shoes on her chest, the nasty look she gave me would've intimidate me if I wasn’t so mad. I started to walk, "cleats" she said loud so that I could hear her "what the fuck?" I turned. I could feel hot air coming out of my god damn ears and nose. "they are not shoes, they are called cleats." her smug know it all smirk was enough for me. walking fast to get mare inches from her face, trying to reach upwards so that we could be in front of each other. "fuck you Williams. next time you call me in the middle of the class to go all the way from my class hall to the fifteen minute walk towards the dorms... on the fucking rain! and then come all the way to the courts! which mind you. is a thirty minute walk... make sure to call me at least forty five minutes in advance." she was quiet.

"and not to get mad at me when I can't get your fucking things in ten minutes" i said a bit les loud.

"well princess. next time don’t be so fucking slow, maybe if you did some exercise once in a while you could've done it faster" oh she did not…

"or what about the time you call me to pretend to be your date at that party to scare off your stalker and turned out on me. you left me half the party alone when you went smoking with your friends"

"or the time that one girl thought we were together after you fucked her at another party... and when she came crying and screaming you let me to solve your! fucking! problem! with her." her eyes grew, the memory flooded her vison. "fuck well that was different, I told you I didn’t had sex with her! she kissed me and then told the entire school that I dick and dash!" "YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE A DICK!" "well not a real one, but that is exactly my point too!" her voice was a bit more high pitch, her hands going straight for her hair, "shit fine, I know you’ve got more, we are even…"

"why where you so upset tho? So distracted?" ellie now looking out the window, checking on Dina and Jesse that where still picking things up.

"i don’t know, I mean yeah I do know, but I am confused…" I was looking from my hands to the window avoiding her. "what do you mean?" she looked at me, her eyebrows furrowed. "just something that Dina said that took me by surprise" Ellie looked so confused, her eyes scanning my face. "she said that… me coming wasn’t her idea" Ellies eyes opened wide "it was yours?" silence fell between us. Her eyes now everywhere but me, her hands fidgeting and her feet bouncing "no, I mean, yes but not, well technically yes?" I interrupted her "why did you lied tho? I mean, why not tell me you wanted me here, maybe, I don’t know, you wanna make up from you being mean, or you just wanted to be nice?" I was now the one coming closer to her, stepping with every word until our shoes touched, she was looking at me. " I don’t wanna be nice to you princess. I didn’t wanted you to come with us, I offered it to Dina because I am a nice friend, that’s all."

her eyes went from my lips to my eyes, back and forth, her voice trembling, her veiny hands traveling to my hips.

the words she spoke would've hurt me if I didn’t knew her enough. without thoughts my own hands went straight to her waist. she pull me in closer, her grip stronger, our breaths getting more agitated. Our chest rising and falling so that sometimes our clothed breast slammed together. I might hate Williams, but she looked just so good... the last sunlight making her skin glow in a very delicate way. her freckles shining so preciously, highlighting all her features. her rough eyebrows with her sexy slit, her delicious lips that I longed to kiss since the last time.

"wanna kiss me Williams?" my voice sounded way smaller than I expected, but she heard it. "I wanna do more than that to you doll." she was so close, her lips almost touching mine, I wanted to close the kiss so bad but I was gonna make her work for that. I slowly moved my head a bit backwards her own face starting to chase after me. when she realised what I was doing she groaned, her hands roughly reaching for my ass, groping it hard. I let out a whimper, my cheeks glowing red but I didn’t care, she was so close to kissing me, I didn’t let her.

I went straight to her neck, placing warm and wet butterfly kisses all over it. Ellie let out some soft breaths, she was trying hard not to show how much she was enjoying. my grip on her waist softened, my hands travelled towards her breast. softly stroking them on top of her shirt. "fuck" now we were talking.

as soon as she let that moan out I smiled on her neck, and she took that opportunity to take me from my own. her large hand covering almost all of it, pressing hard. "Ellie…" shit. her smug face was so close to kissing me. she knew I liked being choke, hell, she knew almost all my fantasies. oversharing after parties and smoking weed together before she started to be mean. earned some very explicit talks.

"what the fuck?" the door opened fast and aggressively. "I can't believe it!" Ellie and I jumped from each other. I stumble to the couch and Ellie went walking to the little kitchen. I sat down crossing my legs, there was no other way to do so cause the ache between my legs was too painful, too good…

"LOOK! NINE DOLLARS. NINE FUCKING DOLLARS. FOR ONE, ONE! PACK OF MALVOROS!" Dina was screaming. furious, seemingly not realizing what just went down between Ellie and I. "damn, how many did you bought?" Ellies question earned a chuckle from Jesse. "four packs." Jesse said "and nothing less than two lighters." Dina plopped down on the couch. letting the plastic bags on the little table in front of it. grabbing one of the packs and a pink lighter "it was good deal okay? 25 cents each lighter? You kidding?" she lit the cigarette in between her speech. passing the pack to me, I took one, I was going insane from earlier and I needed some relief.

"well ladies, I am gonna take a pack to the front, yall can keep the other three" Jesse took the opened pack taking one cig in his lips, extending the hand to Dina "my lady, would you like to be my co-pilot for the evening?" the cig hanging from his lip.

Both took off for the driving cabin, I stood there smoking and looking at the window, Ellie doing the same, sitting on the other side of the couch, the music blasting.

After a couple of minutes, two beers down and half a pack of cigs, both Ellie and I were just dancing to Dinas music, the ambiance was beautiful, the sunset beaming through the windows, satanist by boygenious playing, the four of us singing so loud, Ellie took my hands on her, her feet bouncing side to side, my own trying to pick up on her poor dancing skills, I could hear Dinas laugh from behind us, our ugly dance moves making her laugh even harder.

One hour passed, I wanted to keep on dancing but I my feet were screaming for me to sit down, for at least a few minutes, Ellie, like a psychic, came closer to me, placing a water bottle in front of my face, I took it while looking at her beautiful eyes, the blue hour tinting everything beautifully, it felt like I was In a dream, and I did not wanted to wake up from it. 

This was supposed to be longer but I didn’t wanted you guys to wait more, I love writing this story, is so warm and flirty. Also I choose for it to be 5 parts cause I want all the smut in individual chapters, so you know where to go when you wanna read them :))

#ellie williams #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x reader #ellie x fem reader #the last of us #wlw #wlw post #sapphic #lesbian #lesbian pride #wlw community #mean!ellie #reader is female #reader insert #x reader #imagine #fem reader #reader is getting bolder

[tatumslollipop]

She did it for fame ,you for love

GF!jill roberts x fem!reader

Jill and you have been together for 2 years now but in the last few weeks shes been acting weird. Always coming home late,never telling you where she was or lie. You love her of course and she loves you but you still start thinking she cheats on you. Which you never confronted her about scared she would break up with you. But otherwise shes a very loving girlfriend.

Today the school is having their famous stab-a-thon where they watch every movie of the series of horror movies. But you needed to stay home because you had an history exam the next day. Its been 2 hours since jill left and kirby sends you an text "We are at my house now. They cancelled the marathon. If your finished studying you should come too! :)"

You finished studying after another hour and walk to kirbys house.You brought some popcorn. At the entry you see a dead body lying there. It is still bleeding. But all you could think about is jill. Is she dead? You start crying at the thought. You grab your knife that your parents gave you for protection You walk slowly to the door and open it. Carefully you open it but it squeaks and now shes looking at you. Jill your beloved girlfriend was the mastermind behind the killings. "I didnt want you to find it out this way. Actually I didnt want you finding out at all" she stabs sidney in the stomach and goes up to you. "Why are you doing this?" you say terrified and in shock. "I did it for fame. See how do people get famous these days? huh. You just need fucked up things happen to you. But we can be famous together baby. If you play along." she says. She sounds psychotic and evil. Her eyes darken. " Can you do that?" she says while carrying her knife carefully along your cheek not hurting you. "Or do I need to kill you." she says serious.You know she meant it. She really expects you to help her. You think for a while but then kiss her "Lets do this" she smiles at your comment and kisses you more passionate then she ever did. "Babe you need to pretend I stab you okay" you take some blood from the floor and walk into the living room. " Oh my god please help me. He stabbed me" Kirby walks over to you and you stab her in the stomach 3 times. Jill comes in with the ghostface costume on and says "Welcome to Act 3" she pulled out a gun and shots trevor who wanted to run away. Charlie comes in too and you stab him 6 times in the heart. Sidney is coming in again with a knife. "You cant get away with this" "Oh I cant lets see about that." Jill says " Why are you doing this?" Sidney asks "Do you know what it was like growing up in this family? Related to you? I mean, all I ever heard was Sidney this and Sidney that and Sidney, Sidney, Sidney. You were always so fucking special! Well, now I'm the special one."Then she shots sidney in the head. "Baby we are gonna know fame like you never even dreamed off" she says kissing you. She prepares everything to make it look like charlie and trevor were the killers and she gets away with it.

You two are now the survivers of the woodsboro murder in 2011. She got her fame and you got your girlfriend but at what price? And can the secret be kept?

#jill roberts #kirby reed #trevor #charlie walker #ghostface #jill roberts x fem reader #jill roberts x reader #scream 4

[gentrychild]

AU where someone notices Aizawa is avoiding dealing with his students issues

1 - Midnight is the one who notices it after she punishes Mineta for improper conduct with the girls in the class. Honestly, she had it in for him since the Sport Festival and what it did to Momo, because it wasn't only humiliating for her: it was humiliating on live television. She asks for Aizawa to back her up so they can end this kind of behavior for good. He promises to take care of it but the next day, same behavior, the same thing happens. Midnight asks Mineta if he didn't have a talk with Aizawa about this and Mineta reveals that while Aizawa did tell him to stop, nothing else was done. Midnight has a hour long conversation with Mineta about how this behavior is not okay, warns him that at the next accident, she is going to write something in his file, and sends him to the counselor so he can work on himself.

2 - She is pretty miffed that Aizawa did what she sees as the bare minimum to correct a problem that was affecting all the girls in his class and complains about it to Mic, asking him if he thinks she should have a conversation with him. Mic points out that she needs to check if what Mineta said is true but yes, she should talk to Aizawa. However, he reminds her that she has the most experience teaching out of the three of them while Aizawa is more used to expel his students so he might know how to solve conflicts without using the nuclear option and that Midnight should teach him and not accuse him.

3 - Midnight and Aizawa have a conversation. Aizawa is not happy that she is interfering in what's happening in his class but she is his friend (no matter what he tells himself), and wants what's best for his students and him, so he understands. He tells her he will make an effort but not to forget that they have different teaching methods. Midnight completely understands... right until she sees Bakugou almost taking Midoriya's off with an explosion. And no one seems to find that abnormal.

4 - At this point, Midnight is starting to get tired of the whole thing and investigates. Yes, Bakugou being violent with Midoriya is apparently usual. He looks very stunned when she gives him detention for it. Then, she learns about how Midoriya learned to stop breaking his bones thanks to a hero that took him on an internship while his homeroom teacher's help was just telling him to figure it out. She also keeps an eye on Todoroki, who was "Yep, I am going to risk frostbites so just I don't use half of my quirk" until the Sport Festival. She goes back to Aizawa and asks him to do something and to please, keep an eye on his students. He says yes. Again, nothing is done. She insists a little bit more. Aizawa, who is on three hours of sleep, gets slightly fed up with what he perceives as micromanaging, reminds her that he is those kids' homeroom teacher and that if she things he is doing a bad job, she is free to report him to Nedzu.

5 - Midnight reaches her breaking point at the final exam arc, when she sees Bakugou and Midoriya having to fight All Might for the canon reason. She marches into Nedzu's office and says she will refuse teaching in UA any longer if something isn't done and if anyone asks her why, be they teacher, parent or journalist, she will tell them that it's because she feels that UA isn't offering same learning conditions to the students. Nedzu, who knows that Midnight isn't the type to get angry for nothing, let alone angry at all, asks her what is happening. She tells him and demands a one week teaching course to all the teachers so they know how to do their freaking job. Nedzu accepts.

5.B - The class gets to fight robots and the quirk training week with the Wild Wild Pussycats doesn't happen and is turned into a retreat for teachers so they can learn stuff. All Might takes many stuff. The villains, who didn't get the memo about the change of plan, are very surprised when they find a bunch of pro heroes there, including the Symbol of Peace.

5.C - Aizawa learns to do better when it comes to teaching but he still has a lot to learn.

#Local writer once again promises they have nothing against Aizawa #5 headcanons game #closed ask game #barid

[miyhhowrites]

꧁“𝐀 𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞!”꧂

Toya aoyagi x gn! Reader

A/N: so sorry for not writing so much (⋟﹏⋞) exams are coming up in a week, and i still have reporting to do.⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠. Im very anxious since my last reporting i stuttered alot and the teacher got annoyed and made me sit down, and i got a low score on my reporting cus 1 my voice is too quiet and 2 i stutter alot, im very bad at reporting even my groupmates dont want me to report, thankfully my teacher gave me a chance to report, i just hope i dont stutter ಠ⁠︵⁠ಠ please send me good luck!

Sypnosis: reader has an exam coming up and its taking a toll on them! Toya bakes them a cake in order to cheer them up!

Contains: toya is implied having a crush on y/n (can still be platonic!), y/n loves chocolate cake! Pure fluff♡

✮You were very stressed out, wether it'd be from schools, or from your part time, everything made you nuts! You cant even do anything you love since exams are coming up.. you asked toya for help in studying since he's good at that, while studying toya noticed you looked.. distressed.. your eyes had eye bags underneath them, your hair was a mess and you'd sleep in class time to time, of course he knew that exams were coming up, but he didnt expect it to take a toll on you.

✮Toya felt bad, he wanted to cheer you up but.. how? He doesnt want to look that clingy so.. he secretly gives you trinkets time to time, whether it'd be a ballpen of your favorite color, or buying you snacks, ofcourse you noticed his odd behaviour but he excuses this as being "helpful" or "you needed it", you weren't complaining though..

✮At the day of the exam you tried very hard to answer, to staying up all night, to begging toya to tutor you late in the evening. The time was up and it was time to pass the test papers and wait until your score is revealed, the teacher soon announces that the scores would be revealed next week, which gives you more day to overthink..

✮When you finally get home to your apartment/house you instantly checked your notes, trying to see which answers you got right and wrong when suddenly, toya messages you.

✮"Meet me at weekend garage." You looked at the message with pure confusion, what does he mean by that? Is he mad at you? Dissapointed? You stood up and instantly went to this place called weekend garage, while walking there you noticed a bunch of street artists performing, it was nice.. the Streets felt scary but it made them not scary when you see people performing. You soon entered at weekend garage, taking a seat near the entrance, you noticed that there were no customers here, just an's dad talking on the phone.

✮Soon enough, aoyagi and the others arrived and holding a ten inched cake he then placed the cake infront of you "congratulations on the test" toya added while placing the cake, kohane, akito, and an both nodded in agreement. "Huh? Congratulations? I dont even know if im gonna pass or not.."

✮"I know, but you looked so down this week, i know you love chocolate cake, so we made you one" he replied, an nodded and spoke up "yeah! I didnt even know baking was this hard! Not to mention expensive!" She exclaimed, kohane nodded "mhm, it was difficult.. and some of the measurements we took might be wrong.. those fancy decorations run out so we had to use the cheap decorations.." she added, akito sighs "what are you waiting for? Eat the cake"

✮He says while handing you a fork. The cakes design was kid-ish, it had a flower border, with a brown frosting on the center that wrote "you did it!" The icing was a bit too thin, and the icing was covered in cake crumbs, not to mention the cake was lumpy, probably adding too much baking soda but you didnt mind, its the efforts that matter!

✮You tried the cake, taking a small bite before nodding with a smile "its good, its a bit dry but i love how bitter it is!" You smiled, the group sighs with relief, an grabs a fork and tries it "too bitter for my liking.. but its good!" She exclaims, the rest of the group had different opinions about the cake but nevertheless all of you enjoyed it

✮Once it was dark, you excused yourself and was about to walk home when toya spoke up, "allow me to walk you home (y/n)" he added, you tried declining his offer, after all he might have practice "ah, no thank you.! Youre probably practicing and i wouldnt wanna make you walk back here!" You added, toya shook his head "our practice is in tomorow, for now i wanna walk you home, its dangerous for someone to go home alone at night" he added, you sighed and nodded with agreement, you waved goodbye the others and walked home with toya.

✮While walking he asks a question "how was the test?" He asks, you sighed "it was very difficult, especially chemistry, math i didnt mind.. god i think im gonna fail chemistry.." you groaned, toya pats your back and assures you "no,no your probably gonna pass, you did stay up all night to study right? And plus you finished your test just when the timer was about to end, im sure you'll pass.." he replied, you smiled at him "i hope so.." you replied, chuckling a bit.

A/N: thanks so much for reading, please send me good luck for my upcoming tests and report!! ٩(^ᗜ^ )و

#project sekai #pjsk x reader #x reader #project sekai x reader #pjsk #vbs #vbs toya #toya aoyagi #toya aoyagi x reader #vivid bad squad

[iwannabangchan]

Heyy could I maybe request something? I just read ‚touch‘ and I absolutely loved it! Maybe something like enemies to lovers? Like y/n is a producer as well and has to work with chan, but chan doesn’t like it because he want’s to work all by himself or smth like that? Maybe ending in something heated hehe :) thank you so much!! <3

Let's make music

Pairing: dom!Chan x fem reader

Word count: 2.1 k

Content Warnings: Smut (minors dni); Unprotected sex; Rough sex; Oral (M & F); Deepthroat; Choking; Dirty Talk; Fingering; Facial; Cum eating; Tears; Gagging; Nipple play; Swearing; Enemies 2 Lovers (ends on a happy note, don't worry)

A/N: Hey Anon! Much thanks to you for requesting, I enjoyed writing it! Sorry I've been inactive for a week (it was exam szn) but don't worry, now you have my undivided attention! So please send in more requests :D

And a special shoutout to my friend, @skzho . Thank you so much for proof-reading! You're the sweetest <3

~ ♥ Li ♥

The morning started with you being called to the studio. You loved your job, but you weren't feeling up to it on this particular day because of who you were assigned to work with. You entered the building and headed towards the studio. And much to your surprise, there he was, leaning forward into his computer, completely zoned into his screen.

"Wha- what the hell! You can't knock?" Chan unfixed his eyes from the screen to glare at you while pulling his headphones around his neck.

Your work began at JYP a few months ago when you signed up to be a music producer. You worked with a lot of groups within the company, assisting in making comeback songs. Not to blow your own whistle, but you had a genuine passion and talent for music and thought you knew your way around it pretty well. This, however, did not sit well with Chan. He disliked the thought of someone 'supervising' him. The first couple of days at your new workplace were difficult, but once you settled in, you had gotten to know people pretty well. You met a lot of new faces and felt welcomed by the teams and idols. But one thing Chan was certain of was that he had no intention of interacting with you.

"I work here too, you know?" You remarked as you wheeled out a chair, sat next to him, and took his spare headphones. "You’re not special,"

Chan honestly had no problem voicing out to the boys that there was no need for you to work with them, let alone have a job at JYP in the first place. He was perfectly fine working with 3racha and didn't need your input. However, even Changbin and Han couldn't figure out what was wrong with this specific track.

"What are you even doing here? I didn't ask for you,"

He'd been working on it all morning and was running out of patience. However, as much as he knew he wanted help, he would never seek it from you. It would hurt his pride too much. And for some reason, he saw competition in you.

You ignored him, plugged in his headphones, and reached for his mouse to play what he had created so far. You could see Chan was getting mad at you for waltzing in and messing with his equipment. You couldn't lie, you loved the feeling of him being irritated by your presence, you enjoyed taunting him, and you loved it, even more, when he'd get pissed off.

“Han told me that you're working too slow and making no progress. That's why I'm here”

Chan kept a mental note to scold Jisung for telling you his business. "I don't need help."

“Oh? And you've been working on this beat for what? 5 months now?" Your sly smirk was beginning to piss him off even more.

"Y/N get out"

Your smirk turned into chuckles, which eventually became belly laughing.

"You cannot be serious" looking at him in disbelief, “I can’t lie, this shit sounds goofy as hell! ”

You spun your chair so your back was to the desk. "This is the crap you've been working on for months? No wonder Han needed me in here" Wiping a tear of laughter from your eye.

 One thing about Chan is that he is very passionate about his work and takes constructive criticism very seriously. But this blatant mockery was just uncalled for.

He stood up from his chair to hover over you. If that was his attempt at being intimidating, he was failing miserably. “ Shut up, It's not like you could do any better,” he spat, feeling offended.

“Hey, don't say that you'll hurt my feelings!” Your sarcasm made his blood boil. “I always knew you didn't have it in you, but I didn't know you were THIS bad."

That was the final straw. He felt like you took everything he worked so hard for and spat on it.

"What the fuck did you just say?” Chan yelled, clenching his teeth. His eyes filled with pure fury which made you consider retreating but you decided to test how far you could push him.

"You heard me" You glared into his eyes with the same hatred that he gave you. “But don't get mad at me, it's not my fault your music’s shit."

He moved closer to your chair and pressed his knee on the little gap between your legs.

"It's really annoying because you're so beautiful, but your mouth is so fucking filthy," He whispered while tilting up your chin. He had an unreadable expression on his face, and you noticed his voice had fallen an octave lower.

This surprised you since you weren't used to Chan responding; usually, he just accepted whatever you gave him and expressed his honest opinions about you to his bandmates, or he simply kept them to himself.

"Chan- I...I was just joking, calm down," Your breath hitched as he slid his hand down from your chin to your neck, applying light pressure. You tilted your head up and looked him in the eyes. They looked sinister as if they had a hidden motive. His dark pupils glared back into yours, and told you, "You fucked up."

He leaned down and whispered into your ear, "Why the sudden change of heart?" He moved his head in front of yours again and pressed your noses together. You closed your eyes, and he kissed your lips. It started off slow and gradually worked up speed. He slid his tongue into your mouth, hand still slightly restricting your breathing.

“That attitude of yours won't ever go away unless I do something about it, hm?”

You felt your heartbeat and breath quickening.

You bit your lip as Chan took your hand and slid it down his body, allowing you to feel the ridges of his abs through the fabric of his shirt, right before he led it to the tent in his sweatpants. “Touch me…here. You feel that?”

You didn't know how to answer his question, or if you were even supposed to. "I... I," You stuttered, your mind now blank.

Your sudden loss for words surprised you because, with your natural quick wits, you always had a comeback for Chan. For some reason, you felt yourself getting more and more turned on but all you could do was take a deep breath.

"Stand up." He demanded, lifting you to your feet while holding your hand, and took your place in your chair. Instinctively, you got down to your knees and positioned yourself in between his legs. You rubbed your hand over his clothed bulge a few times before pulling everything down to pool at his ankles.

Chan wasn't having it though. He gathered all of your hair into a makeshift ponytail, grasped the base of his cock, and pointed his tip directly on your lips. “Suck.”

You gathered saliva and let it fall from your lips to lubricate him and began steadily pumping him while trying to figure out how you were going to get him all inside your mouth at once.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath as you sucked your way down his length, tongue out to lick his balls with each stroke. You bobbed your head up and down his girth, hollowing your cheeks. His cock hit the back of your throat and threatened to make you choke. He kept your hair up, guiding you as you moved up and down his length.

"Fuck- at least that mouth of yours is good for something," He groaned as you sucked harder trying to get him to finish.

Chan pushed your head down to deepthroat him, pressing your nose into his pelvis. You gripped his thighs and inhaled with your nose. You felt him hold your head in place and thrust into your throat even more. The feeling was unbearable, you slapped his thighs and he let go of your head. With a gasp and cough, you raised your head, saliva, and precum still connecting your lips to his cock. "Come on, you can do it." He rubbed your cheek and wiped a tear from your eye with his thumb. "Just a little more,"

You braced yourself and came down on him again, this time much slower, increasing speed as much as you could. "That's it," He exhaled. Chan's body started to tense as he got closer, his breaths turning into moans. You lifted your hand from his thigh and massaged his balls for extra stimulation. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as his dick twitched, "Fuck I'm gonna -", you pulled back before he released white cum all over your face and hair, a drop landing on your eye. "You did incredible," He murmured, his breath still heaving. He wiped it off with his thumb and brought it to your lips, you separated your lips and sucked his cum off his finger. 

Moments later, he got up and led you back onto the chair. "Can I?", you didn't know what he was asking permission for, but you agreed.

Chan slipped his fingers into your jeans and rubbed your clit through the fabric. He pushed aside your panties, slipped a finger up and down your slit to collect your juices, and brought his finger to his mouth and sucked. "Mmh, you taste so good."

He reclined your swivel chair and lifted your hips to slide your jeans and underwear; throwing them to a random corner in the studio. He lifted your legs over the armrests, spreading your pussy wide open for him only, the thought alone made him bite his lower lip. You'd never looked at Chan this way before. He looked too damn sexy from this position, gazing up at you with lustful eyes.

He started by planting wet open-mouth kisses on your inner thighs. Chan looked up at you to see any signs of resistance, but when your eyes met, you nodded, allowing him to continue. He used his big hands to keep your legs dangling over the chair. He licked and kissed your clit, making you arch your back for more.

"Chan stop teasing,"

"You don't get to tell me what to do," He replied as he slapped your clit “You think you can shit-talk me to my face and get away with it?”

Only inches from your pussy, he grinned up at you; the pornographic scene made you clench in his face. You were already dripping in arousal, but he still spat at your folds and licked from your entrance all the way to your clit. Pleasure quickly overtook your body as you inhaled sharply and squeezed his arm. His slippery tongue sent your back arching.

You grabbed the back of his head, and gyrated your hips into his tongue, as he stiffened his tongue to let you use him.

He rose to his feet to admire his perspective, muttering, "So fucking sexy," while pushing his cock inside your hole. You felt so filthy sprawled out like this for him. He pounded you hard , making you squelch. His gaze never left your body. You sobbed his name aloud, careless about who could hear you. "Please, Chan. "Fu- I'm sorry," you begged, your fluids gushing all over him; soaking the chair and floor.

“You're sorry?” He asked before pulling his dick out completely and slamming into you again to repeat his question, “You're sorry?” “Please. Oh, god-” “Who do you think you are coming in here like you own the place, huh? You love talking so much shit don't you Y/N?” “Chan, please. I'm so fucking close,” You groaned already feeling yourself dangerously tumble nearer to your orgasm “Please don't stop!”

He took his left hand under your shirt and pulled down your bra to roll your nipple between his fingers. He stepped back to kneel and put his tongue back on your clit, flicking it back and forth. And before you knew it, you released into his mouth. Your eyes rolled back and your mouth opened wide as he finger fucked you through your high causing overstimulation. " Chan please- it's too much.." You whimpered, looking at him through teary eyes, and with that, he pulled out his fingers to reveal them painted white.

Chan slumped down from his kneeling position and watched you still sitting in the chair, chest heaving while trying to collect your thoughts.

“Come on, we have to get dressed.” Chan stood up first and handed you your jeans.

“Wait, where are my panties?” You said scanning the floor after noticing they weren't inside your jeans.

“Don't worry about that,”

“Did you just- what's that in your pocket?” You said pointing to a suspicious lump stuffed into his pants.

“I don't know what you're talking about,” He said, pulling you in by your waist.

“I seriously can't stand you, Chan” You whispered, your eyelids fluttered shut as Chan leaned in to press his lips against yours.

“Mmh, I know you don't mean that.”

♥ Thank you for reading  ♥  

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[arkhammaid]

Hi Anne! I've been thinking of sending this ask for a while now, so here I am.

I've been following you for a while now and got to experience your developement of writing (x Reader Fics, Crossovers, AO3 Fics and now SMAU's) and I wanted to say that I think your journey as author is incredible! So I wanted to ask, what has helped you? In general for writing but also finding inspiration? Because I know you somewhere mentioned that English is not your first language, which is the same for me.

I too have ideas for Fics, but writing them is a bit intimidating, if not scary to me. So I would be very interested to hear your thoughts and advice!

Thank you in advance and have a nice week!

hi there, dearest anon! thank you so much for your message, it's always so lovely to receive them <33

some of my thoughts, advice and more below the cut!

(please note that i'm kinda rambling here, i tried to sort it out but.. yeah, take your time reading through it!! and as always, not edited/proofread LMAO)

so first of all, here is an awesome post about writing advice (focused on smau's) by @formulafics. please check it out, because all of this can also be applied to any other fic form

the most important part, before anything else: write whatever you want!! it's your time, your passion, it's your work.

WHAT HAS HELPED ME TO LEARN ENGLISH:

reading: reading in english helps so much! but not only just regular books, the classics or bestsellers, fics as well! by reading you get to know and learn so many different writing styles, influenced by the time, genre and presonal preference. believe it or not, but i went from an A2 (borderline B1) level to B2/C1 level within months. i consumed all kind of media in english (movies, books, news, i even set my phone to english) speaking: speaking with native speakers or even fluent speakers helps especially for dialogue specific skills. it helps with general use of the language, which can be learned by eather studying or reading. i've been texting and speaking mostly in english with my best friend for years now, also having started during lockdown. her english was much better than mine, so i learned much from her, even if she didn't correct me! writing: start writing! be it small ideas, essays, or just some notes. anything in which you apply what you've been learning actively will help you to basically cement that knowledge in your mind and will make you more sure footed in your use of language. don't hesitate about mistakes, there is no reason to worry! you're still learning and mistakes can help you to advance further. i started fic writing in german and then did the scary jump to english years later... if i would read the text now, which i produced and posted, well, i would shudder to be honest. but i'm still proud of it, because it's my first fic in english, the first big step! and even now i make mistakes, but that's totally fine. because these mistakes don't stop me from being creative, instead the encourage me to do better.

2. WHAT HAS HELPED ME WITH WRITING:

german: my second language. german is a difficult language, especially if it's not your first. i was lucky enough that my mother encouraged me to read, she spent so much time next to me helping me read my first books in kindergarten and she flueled the passion by going to the weekly library visits during primary school. i've always been ahead of many other students in my age (as arrogant as this sounds), simply because i devoured books at any time i could. i had a phase once where i read around 40 or so books in a week... so yeah, my vocabulary was and still is advanced for my age, and i never had to study the grammar rules, i just knew them by feeling and always passed the exams. i have no idea if you could ever gain that kind of... level?? in a language, because my childhood has been filled with books and i only stopped reading german books in my teens, so at least 6-7 years of my life were filled with me just... reading. because of this, and because i didn't have much tv as a kid (i got my first phone at 14, which was kinda late compared to others) i have a vivid fantasy. reading fluels your own creativity, the ability to imagine!!! words paint pictures and you have to think of what happens between the lines yourself, so yes, a big contributor to my creativity goes to the thousands of books i've read (yes it's thousands, i work at the library we've been going when i was a kid and i can still access to the account information... i was curious don't come at me) rp servers: surprise surprise! a big help and a way to practice your writing are rp servers. i have no idea if they're still a thing but i've been in (german) rp servers for years now. it not only helps you practice your writing, especially dialogue, but also how to create plots (within plots), and how to write a character. either one that already exists or your own. it helps you to develop and build your character, grow with it, which has also been a good way for me to characterize the people i've been writing! frigga, my first marvel rp character, will always be dear to me. i took her because other characters i would've loved to write for the first time were already taken, but i'm glad i picked her in the end. experimenting: writing fics is all about what you like. what characters you like (or write in spite, it really depends), what fandom like, which style of writing. so it's important to experiment! do you like dialogue heavy fics? or focus more towards world building? or is it smau fics that have caught your eye? if something interests you, try it out! there is no wrong or right, as long you have fun, it's all good!! it took me YEARS to find a writing style i like, especially in longer fics. i especially struggle with filler scenes, scenes that connect two important things happeneing or even a long scene that spawns over two pages. so now i'm writing in snippets, different povs and it works out perfectly for me! don't worry if you don't immediately find something you like, it will take time. and your current prefered writing style can always change, so nothing is set in stone!

3. ABOUT FINDING INSPIRATION:

books: well, as i already mentioned, books have been a big part of my childhood. so i have so many ideas stored in my head, simply because i've somewhere read something similar! be it classics or a niche book, any work can be an inspiration for a fic (or even another book) music: music has also been a big part of my life. as piano player, i enjoy classical music, but also songs with lyrics. i once wrote a fic inspired by a k-pop song, simply because i've been listening it on repeat. daily life: so many stories, fics, books, plots, movies, etc. are inspired by real life stories. be it by something that happened to you, to family, or someone you don't know, our life gives so much inspiration to create wonderful plots! other media: movies, series, literally anything can be an inspiration to your fic! be it a trope, or even to fandoms smashed together, there are so many ideas and plots out there, you will never go out on creative ideas. BUT! it is also important to note, if you ever take some heavy inspiration of someone else idea's, credit them! CREDIT THEM!!!

4. OTHER IMPORTANT THINGS:

if you have any idea for fics, for a work, write it down!! don't make the mistakes like me and say "oh yeah i will definitely remember that, i could never forget this idea" YOU WILL. or at least, you will forget major ideas and then you will be sad :(( and we don't want that. so. write that shit down!!! never delete any written work! no matter how frustrated you are with a fic, never ever delete something. even if it's just a passage. you can always revisit it later, or write something based off that. maybe you'll even like it after some time. experiment!! i've already said it, but!! experiementing is so important. trying out, finding yourself, what fandom you wish to write for, how you want to write it, everything!! nothing will work for the first time, it's okay to be frustrated, but only if you try something out, you can develop your skills and grow as a writer and most importantly... have fun!! writing is something beautiful, you're creating worlds with mere words. you should feel happy with your works, even if you don't share it with others, because this is YOUR work. as long you're not harming anyone, only the boundaries you set are the boundaries you have!

phew, that should be the most important things... i hope this has answered your questions and can help you on your journey as writer <3

#fic rec <3 #writing advice <3 #i will probably link this somewhere i spent more time on this than i actually planned in the beginning lol

[recreancyrpg]

Welcome to Recreancy, Beth!

You have been accepted for the role of EDGAR BONES!

He worries some people see him as nothing more than Amelia’s baby brother, and while she is a badass person to be connected to, Edgar wants to be worth having around in his own right. Edgar knows he can help make things better. He just needs an opportunity to show it.

Please take a look at the new member checklist and send in your account within 24 hours!

OUT OF CHARACTER:

NAME & PRONOUNS: Beth (She/Her/Hers)

AGE: 26

TIMEZONE: CST

ACTIVITY LEVEL: I teach, so my summer commitments are fairly flexible. At least through the beginning of the school year, I predict I’ll be on 3-5 times a week. Once we get to August, I’m not certain, but I do plan to continue. It might drop down to 1-2 times, depending on the week and additional responsibilities I may be taking on next year.

ANYTHING ELSE: None at this time

CHARACTER DETAILS:

NAME: Edgar Bones

AGE: 19  (December 11, 1965)

GENDER, PRONOUNS, and SEXUALITY:  

Edgar uses he/him pronouns, more out of convenience than anything else. As someone with a nonbinary sibling who has shown him that adherence to male and female is completely unnecessary. Edgar has had many conversations with Estell over the years about how they knew, what clued them in, and general feelings about gender. Ultimately Edgar has decided that he is not male; however, he doesn’t have any dysphoria about others seeing him that way. He’s not a man, but he definitely isn’t a woman and doesn’t feel enough not like a man to want to choose a specific identity outside it. He doesn’t have a label and also doesn’t feel like he needs one. 

Unsurprisingly Edgar has been equally vague in labeling his sexuality. He doesn’t really think about himself as having a preference. He’s dated more women because that was easier in school, but he’s definitely also interested in men and people who identify as neither. The best modern word for him would probably be pansexual, but Edgar doesn’t feel the need to look for a word.

BLOOD STATUS: Half-blood

HOUSE ALUMNI: Hufflepuff

ANY CHANGES: Nothing needed

CHARACTER BACKGROUND:

PERSONALITY:  

 Edgar – never Eddie – never set out to surprise people, but he tended to be good at it. Studious and bookish, he might be seen in the library and made assumptions of that he would immediately break by setting off fireworks in the common room to celebrate the end of an exam. Mostly it’s the loud side of him people see first, that brashness. Edgar doesn’t set out to put people at odds. He’d like to believe he’s capable of being anyone’s friend, but he’s not everyone’s cup of tea. He’s too hard to track sometimes, given how quickly he pivots from one topic to another. 

Within that pivoting, though, Edgar can be almost obsessive about the things and people he cares about. He wants to understand a thing in its entirety, try out any possible practical application to determine whether he really gets it or not. Generally if someone is put at risk by this, it’s himself. Edgar isn’t afraid to be his own guinea pig. Some might see it as a disregard for his own health and maybe they’re right, but Edgar sees it more as proving what he can do rather than putting himself on the line. Maybe that’s why he’s so quick to volunteer when he can for Order-related business. It allows him to do while not necessarily taking in everything that could go wrong. 

This one-track-mindedness had another edge to it: Edgar can be blind to the bad, especially in other people. He trusts very easily and tends to create excuses before acknowledging that trust should be revoked. People have to hurt him pretty badly for him to stop caring. Even then, he’ll still care but from a distance. Hufflepuff for a reason and all that. Just because Edgar wasn’t as quiet as some expected from his house, he has always been fiercely loyal and hardworking. He’ll push himself to his limits if it means pleasing someone else, and he’s in this war to protect people who need it. That means people he knows, but it also means people he feels should be protected. It means tearing down walls that never should have been built. 

If it wasn’t for the war, Edgar would probably have ended up in a career similar to his current one, although he’s not sure Amelia understands that. Edgar wants to make a difference and joined the Order accordingly, but above all, he wants to live. He’d still be exploring and pushing if he didn’t have this outlet. It just might mean a little less self-risk, but then again, Edgar hasn’t fully come to terms with that risk. It ranked too low to worry about with everything else going on.

BRIEF OVERVIEW OF FAMILY:  

 In a family like the Bones, standing out was fitting in. For some youngest siblings with shoes to fill as eclectic as Edgar’s older siblings, that might have been a source of frustration, but he was more concerned with finding his own way than avoiding theirs. He took on Amelia’s cleverness, Estell’s loyalty, and Ackley’s nerve, happily letting the best parts of them rub off on him. He was never just a combination of his siblings, though. Edgar was the baby of the bunch, and that gave him the freedom to jump in any direction, even if he didn’t quite acknowledge that being the youngest also meant no one would let him fall. 

He may have been insulated from consequences as a child, but Edgar’s parents instilled in him a strong sense of right and wrong as well as a healthy dislike of institution for institution’s sake. Tradition was almost a naughty word in their household. Edgar was raised to believe it’s always good practice to question everything. Never do something because that’s the way it’s been done. Edgar took that to heart perhaps more than his parents intended, but even his mother had to admit that just because Edgar could have a respected life at the Ministry didn’t mean he should. Edgar’s pretty sure she’s secretly proud of him, even if he knows she disapproves of some of his choices. She’d probably be less pleased by the ones she doesn’t know, but Edgar doesn’t want to worry her. He’s already got one blood relative mothering him about his Order participation. Amelia doesn’t need the backup. 

Just because he grew up with a distrust for tradition, however, doesn’t mean Edgar understands the full extent of pureblood dynamics. His family aren’t purebloods, so they didn’t live the politics that went with it. They also weren’t muggle-connected, so Edgar didn’t have to know how bad things got. He thinks he knows. He thinks he was keeping a close eye on it in school, but he’s really fighting more for the principle of the matter than for individuals. He doesn’t like the system, but that’s more because it’s a stuffy old system with a lot of flaws than seeing the effects of it firsthand. So far, his Order experience hasn’t show him anything different when purebloods are apparently more likely than muggleborns to go missing. Edgar sees it more as an “us vs them” because he’s never had to live through or confront anything different. He feels very strongly about that “us” because he knows they’re in the right, but it’s less personal and more justice.

OCCUPATION:  

Tattoo Artist: Edgar’s various escapades in school related to self-body modification were not momentary passing whims. Well, maybe the ear was, but after that grew back, he vowed not to go in with so little knowledge in the future. That led him into a deep dive of research into magical and even muggle tattoo techniques before giving himself one. It’s certainly not his best work to date, but it did show enough skill and determination for him to convince Forrest Max at Illegibilus Ink that he had potential worth taking on. Edgar has worked for Forrest for a year now, and while the Order is his primary focus, he has to be not to take pride in the artistic and magical strides he’s made in that time.

LIVING SITUATION:  

 Edgar values his independence a lot, and as soon as he left school, he found a flat above Whizz Hard Books in Diagon Alley. It’s not the fanciest of apartments, but it’s enough for him and only a short walk to the tattoo parlor in Knockturn Alley. And anyway, he doesn’t spend all that much time at home anyway between work and the Order. 

Note: I am very open to the idea of Edgar having a roommate if anyone is interested!

ORDER OF THE PHOENIX: 

 Edgar hadn’t been involved long enough to fully understand the politics of the organization or to know his niche, but he’d like to consider himself a jack of all trades if they’d only give him a chance. He’d been following the war for ages and had some sense from the outside of patterns, but no one seems to care what a kid has to say for strategy. Still, he can fight all right and had the grades in school to show he has brains. He’ll gladly help research something or jump in on a mission if they’re looking for volunteers. Edgar feels like he hadn’t had a chance to prove himself yet, and he’s itching for it. 

He worries some people see him as nothing more than Amelia’s baby brother, and while she is a badass person to be connected to, Edgar wants to be worth having around in his own right. Edgar knows he can help make things better. He just needs an opportunity to show it. So far, he’s contented himself trying to learn the people there. Every time he thinks he has a handle on someone, they shift as he sees them interact with someone new, but that’s good. It’s adding to his understanding. These are the people he’s signed up to win a war with. He wants to know them inside and out, see their strengths and all the good they’re capable of.

RELATIONSHIPS:  

Edgar remembers being little, too young to know how to read yet himself, and being read to by Amelia. Not children’s stories, although she’d do that too on occasion. Instead she’d read her school textbooks to him, and Edgar would curl up tucked against her side listening attentively. In their little group of four, he’d always been the closest to Amelia. Maybe that made sense in some ways. The other three were closer in age with a bigger gap between Edgar and his older brother. Ackley and Estell had always been closer, so perhaps it made sense that Edgar would latch onto that sister who’d done as much parenting as their parents. Sometimes he wishes he could go back to that. He misses the fond look Amelia always used to get, the pride and amusement, even if it sometimes came with admonishment. Now she looks at him and seems sad. Sometimes cross. Edgar isn’t used to Amelia being disappointed by his presence. Things are strained between them for the first time ever, and Edgar can’t understand why. Amelia of all people should understand why he couldn’t just stand on the sidelines. He was only following her. 

Edgar went to school for seven years with Lucinda and Emmeline, but he didn’t know either particularly well then. He doesn’t quite know how to feel about Emmeline and what she’s gone through, but he feels like he understands Lucinda. She’s got a lot of the same fire as he does, even if it burns for a very different reason. Edgar would like to believe that if either came to him, he’d support them in a heartbeat. They’re all young, and that means they have to stick together. Lucinda in particular is someone that Edgar feels like he understands without being directly in her position. He could have been. Every once in a while, he tries to put himself in her shoes and try to imagine losing Amelia. He can’t. But he does think he would have followed Lucinda’s lead and joined the Order in her memory like Lucinda did her brother. He gets her or at least her loyalty. 

Despite Sirius and his friends being several years above Edgar in school, he was very aware of them. Their pranks were legendary, and while Edgar would never admit it, that initial hair dye incident happened because he wanted hair as iconic and recognizable as Sirius and James. Edgar isn’t a little kid anymore, and they aren’t the cool older kids anymore; still, he can’t help wanting to impress them. Maybe they aren’t perfect and maybe they make mistakes, but as far as Edgar is concerned, everyone does. Maybe if Sirius turned to someone like him for a mission, things could be successful. He’d give anything not to let Sirius down. 

Edgar suspects Caradoc barely knows who he is, but as someone who works in Knockturn, Edgar spends a fair amount of time in the man’s bar. He’d like to think that if he can convince Caradoc, he could be useful. First he has to get over his own intimidation of Caradoc, though.

OOC EXPLORATION:

SHIPS/ANTI-SHIPS:  Edgar x Chemistry. I see Edgar as the kind of person who has a messy dating history. He tends to jump in quickly and gets attached easily. As a result, he has issues being seen as clingy and/or jealous (because his behavior sometimes fits that bill). I am absolutely down with figuring out an ex situation and am also willing to play out any relationships that organically pop up!

INTERPERSONAL STRUGGLES: 

Edgar has always been smart and good at figuring things out through hands on crazy exploration. That doesn’t bode well in an organization that’s been active for a decade. Some of the lessons older members have already learned are ones that Edgar still needs to, and I don’t think he’ll be good at understanding why if he’s just told no. I can definitely see that rubbing people the wrong way and causing conflict. 

On the other hand, he’s very willing to overlook people’s flaws if he feels like he understands the good in them. Maybe that will endear him to people who don’t have a lot of their own people left, but maybe it will also make him ignore obvious red flags and bad excuses.

WHAT ARE YOU MOST LOOKING FORWARD TO? 

I actually was taking an rp break, but having rped with both admins previously, how could I say no? I know what a good job you do curating a community, and that’s important to me. The plot and characters intrigued me too, but I just really love how well you set up members for positive communication and frankly friendship. Specifically with Edgar, I’m excited to play him in general. I was intrigued and considering several characters, but this bio blindsided me with just how much it clicked for me. Color me inspired, but I am excited for this little bundle of optimistic chaos too smart for his own good.

PLOT DROP IDEAS (OPTIONAL): I would be interested in doing something related to Edgar’s work. He’s in Knockturn Alley and listens too closely for his own good. It could be interesting for him to witness and/or hear something that either he shouldn’t or that would be helpful to the Order.

ANYTHING ELSE? Here is a playlist link for additional character inspiration.

#recreancyaccepted #edgar bones app

[adventures-of-mini-twogami]

mini-twogami and tiny-teru are cramming for exams

#byakuya twogami #teruteru hanamura #((please send help i just had 2 exams and i have 2 more next week i am DROWNING #((im so sorry all my posts are school related but its really... all i do... #((still have... 5 weeks... i think... 5 or 6 #((currently working on biology atm. i really like it but its. a LOT of material. and its usually pretty dense too...

[shoyosthighs]

1 Month Challenge

Hinata Shoyo X f!reader (SMUT 🔞)

Sum: A challenge came up by Hinata before he leave for a month of intensive volleyball training 🤭 (timeskip MSBY Hinata)

Warnings: +18 MDI, dirty talk, unprotected sex, oral receiving (both ways), hard edging, dirty talk, daddy shoyo, 69, hard orgasm deny, creampie, basically really filthy smut

Word count: 2504 words

Author’s Note: Its been 8 years since I last written smut HAHA please spare me 😭 Im loving timeskip buff hinata currently and this plot is something similar I saw on p*rn so I decided to write it 🤭

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“Sho! Have you packed all your stuff?” You shouted from the kitchen from you and Hinata’s apartment. Preparing breakfast for him before he leaves for his intensive training in Brazil with the MSBY team in an hour.

“Yes baby” Hinata whispered in your ears from behind while snaking his arms to your waist and pressing you to his chest. “Can you pass me the soy-sauce, I made your favorite” you kiss him on the cheek while preparing his favorite Japanese rice with raw egg and soy-sauce.

“What did I do to deserve you baby” he wipe his fake tear smiling at you while passing you the soy-sauce.

“Baby girl, remember to take care of yourself okay? I will be back in a month. I know your college exams are coming soon but without me reminding you to eat you wouldn’t eat, so please remember to eat okay?” You nodded while pouting, didn’t really want him to leave.

“I will tell Yams to check up on you too” he side-eye you, knowing you will forget to take care of yourself once you indulge yourself into studying. “You’re so nagging haha” you pass him a cup of ice chocolate while ruffling his hair.

“Anyway baby, before I leave let’s come up with a challenge?” he asked while helping you wash the dishes and drying it. He pulled you to the couch and sat down while pulling you onto his lap, straddling him.

“What’s up your sleeve again?” You run your hands cupping his head from behind and play with his fluffy orange hair. “You see, I will be gone for a month and we won’t get to fuck” he said in a teasing voice. Knowing him, your high sex drive boyfriend for 2 years he will be having this dirty thoughts 24/7.

“And yeah what about it?” You rest your cheek on his chest and hug his waist instead. “Don’t touch yourself for a month, and when I come back I will breed you till morning” he smirk at you. “Hey not fair, what about you?” Knowing his horny ass he will probably run to the bathroom to finish himself off, “Both of us, it’s a challenge for both of us”

“I am up for it, but can you?” You tease him back. “You bet” he kiss you on the lips while carrying you into your shared bedroom, breeding you for the last time before he leaves for training.

It was already the 3rd week since Hinata has gone for his intensive training in Brazil, he had been sending you photos of himself shirtless almost everyday, but a prominent outline of his hard dick is seen on this jersey pants in every picture.

my ninja sho❤️: Im sooo horny baby🙁 i wanna ruin you so bad 😘

you: shoyo… HAHAHAHAA just how hard are you 🤣🤣🤣

my ninja sho❤️: Just you wait, 1 more week and you won’t be able to walk after im done with you 🙃

you: 🤭🤭🤭🤭

Truth to be told, you was so close to touching yourself and relieving yourself, but you really wanted to see how long can you hold onto it. You busied yourself with studying, playing the new game you downloaded, eating lunch and having tea time with Yamaguchi in the cafe that you, Hinata, Yamaguchi and Tsukishima like to hang out in your free time. Yachi and Kageyama joined sometime too but Yachi has moved to Osaka for college and Kageyama was busy with travelling because of his volleyball career.

“So how are you coping without Shoyo?” Yamaguchi stop scrolling his phone, looked at you while sipping his frappe. “What do you mean?” You acted blur, you know what Yamaguchi was implying. But you didn’t want to remember anything of Hinata that will get you riled up.

“Oh come on, you two are the second horniest couple I have know. Well Tsukki and (tsukki’s gf name) being the first” he laughed since all of you had been friends since high school years.

“Not saying anything~~~~ don’t ask anymore before I tell your girlfriend you wanna get it” you smiled not hiding the intention of killing. “Jeez ok ok im kidding” he laughed while seeing his girlfriend of 4 years outside the cafe. You and Yamaguchi then meet her outside and walked home for a movie night.

Hinata had just landed into Japan, after getting into the van with the team he texted you to let you know that he will be home in 2 hours. You were eating dinner when your phone pinged, you replied him with a ‘Okie hurry up 😭’ you had missed him, 1 month without hugs from him was quite depressing for you, the house seems quiet without him singing loudly while showering.

You had brought a white crotchless underwear to surprise him, you quickly showered, change into an oversized white t-shirt and slip on the lewd panties. You turned on the tv while watching the 7pm show that you had been chasing since last week.

Time passed by quickly but you were getting sleepy, so you grab your blanket and wrap yourself on the couch snoozing off for a bit, thinking to have a 10 minutes nap before Hinata comes home. But your snooze was interrupted by Hinata’s loud “MY LITTLE BABY!!! YOUR FAVORITE ABS IS HOME!!!”

You jolted awake and rush to jump onto on Hinata, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. Luckily your shirt was long to cover your ass because Hinata’s quick reflex supported them before you could fall. “I miss you so much baby” you whispered lightly while peppering kisses around his neck.

“I miss you so much too” he put you down on the floor and wrap his arms around your waist and kisses your forehead, nose and lips. After the small reunion, Hinata was in the shower and you were on the bed thinking about the steamy night that was about to happen. Just before Hinata went to shower he whispered “Prepare to be ruin by my cock tonight my little slut” this little cheeky tangerine, you thought as you clenched your pussy getting excited.

Hinata’s hands were running up and down your body as soon as he came out of the bathroom naked, “What? Im gonna fuck you anyway, why bother wearing clothes hehe” he chuckled when you glance at him in disbelief. He was kissing you slipping his tongue in to taste you while pulling off your t-shirt, he knew you didn’t wore any bra so he when straight at sucking your nipple while toying the other, his other hand going straight down south, wanting to feel how wet you are outside your panties but was caught by surprise when he touched skin.

“Do you like my surprise?” you said softly to his ear. He glanced up at you, “You are driving me crazy holyshit” he pushed you down onto your shared bed, brought both your legs up and spread your thighs wide to look at his surprise. “You are so fucking wet, you’re literally drenched” he move down collected some of your arousal and show it to you, “Sho, stop it. It’s embarrassing” you cover your face with both hand. Who knew not touching yourself and not cumming for 1 month made you this wet just by kissing your boyfriend.

“If you don’t move your hands away now, you won’t be getting any dick tonight” he said sternly. You were quick to remove your hand and he chuckled at how desperate you are. “You better not hold back your moans if you want to get fucked tonight you little slut” he turned your hip sideways, slip your panties off and slapped your ass, you moaned feeling yourself clenched again. “Do you hear me?” Hinata slapped your ass again when you didn’t answer, “Yes daddy” you whimpered, feeling extremely horny by how Hinata is treating you. Its really been awhile.

Hinata placed you back on your back and spread your legs again, hands holding onto the back of your thighs and diving into your drenched pussy, “Oh fuck daddy it feels so good” you clench your fist onto the bedsheets, back arching. You had been eating pineapple for the past 3weeks in prepare for today, “Why do you taste sweeter than usual baby? Did you had pineapple or what?” He lifted his head up to look at you, man the sight of him wet chin, wet lips full of your juice. You just nodded and clenched your pussy feeling the lost of touch, Hinata look down and the sight of your cunt clenched while juices dripping down made him want to just take you right here right now, but he steadied himself and dive back down to your pussy slipping his tongue into your tight pussy, tasting everything you have to offer.

Not even a minute had pass but you were writhing under Hinata, “Im gonna cum daddy” you whimpered, arching your back and grinding your hips into Hinata’s face desperate for the first orgasm after a month. You almost screamed when Hinata lift his face off your wet aching pussy, “Tonight you are gonna cum on my cock and only my cock” you whimpered a small yes daddy, panicking a little. When Hinata is serious he won’t hesitate to deny you orgasm and you wouldn’t want that.

“Now come and suck daddy off before I fuck your brains out” he lay next to you and you didn’t hesitate to take his already hard cock around your hand slipping the head to your parted lips, Hinata glances sideways to see you still dripping from your pussy, he tapped your ass and you turn back to look at him, lips still on his cock. “Sit on my face” knowing he loves 69 you quickly lift one of your legs and drape it over his head. Shifting your drenched slick infront of his face you move your mouth down to take Hinata’s warm cock into your mouth, “Oh fuck, your mouth feel so good” at this point Hinata wants to see how long he and you could stand denying orgasms before snapping.

You were a hot mess above Hinata, he had denied your orgasm 5 times while you had denied him 3 because you took slower stroke to work him up. Your pussy is literally drenched and sticky, you really couldn’t take it anymore its starting to hurt and you really need to cum, “Daddy please fuck me I need your cock” you turned behind and look at him. “My favorite” he lift himself up and you got on all fours facing the headboard, back arched with your cheeks squish onto the pillow. “Please daddy i am so wet for you, I had been a good girl, I want your cock please”

Hinata thinking he too couldn’t hold it back anymore line up his cock up your pussy lips rubbing up and down to tease you for a bit, he chuckled when you whimpered another please daddy and slip in all the way. You were so tight despite how wet you was prior to the foreplay and its driving Hinata crazy by how warm and wet you felt. “Holyshit baby you are so tight and warm”

You couldn’t think straight, all you could think was if Hinata were to move a few times you will cum soon. He slowly slip out dragging his thick cock veins around your walls and then slamming it back, “Fuck daddy im gonna cum” he continue to slam his cock into your pussy and then pull out completely and look down at your pussy, you were literally sobbing by now you clenched onto nothing and grind your hips wanting Hinata to just fuck your brains out.

You subconsciously slip your finger between your legs to relieve some tension on your pussy but Hinata hold your fingers by your folds, using his hand he guide it and circle it on your hole, you whimpered at how drenched you were, “Look at you wet and horny for me, since you’re being such a good girl daddy won’t hold back anymore okay” He line his rock hard cock back on your pussy and slip in, “I want you to cum hard on my cock okay” he leaned down and you nodded, preparing for his brutal thrust. At his 5th thrust your pussy had clamp down his cock and had you squirting all over your leg, you didn’t had the chance to tell him you were coming, Hinata had to pull out and watch you squirt all over the bedsheet and thinking how fucking hot you were currently.

“Look at you, so desperate to cum that you squirted all over our bed. What a little slut” he was gripping your ass and had continued his fucking your brains out. Your pussy is clenching onto him for the 4th time cumming hard on his dick and he had emptied 3 load of cum into your womb by then, holding you down while shooting his load into you. He weren’t kidding when he say he wanted to breed you.

Your lower half was sore by midnight, Hinata was now lying down with you on top of him grinding and whimpering at how hard he still is, both of your cum making your lower body full of white stains. “Sho- I-I can’t-t im gonna cum again” you grind harder onto his cock while throwing your head back, “Me too baby” he thrust up and hold your hips making you fall to his chest taking in the loud skin slapping and wet squelching sound you both produced, “Shoyo omg please please please harder im so close” he feel your walls clenching hard on him again and you cum hard onto his cock again for the nth time tonight while he shoot his almost nonexistent cum into you again, he really unloaded everything with nothing left. Soft moans filled the room as you lift yourself off his finally limped dick and plopped yourself beside him catching your breath.

“Stay here while i prepare the bath for you okay” you gave him a tired smile and close your eyes for a bit still feeling your body hot from the activity. Hinata came back and gave you a kiss on your sweaty forehead and carried you bridal style to the bathtub filled with warm water with your favorite bath bomb scent.

(EXTRAS)

Hinata was at the MSBY locker room the next afternoon for their short meeting/training regarding an upcoming match. He was shirtless was trying to put on his training jersey when Atsumu gasped, “HOLYSHIT SHOYO WHAT HAPPEN TO YOUR BACK?” All he could do was smile sheepishly and said “My little cat scratch me”

You weren’t spare either, you had to call Yamaguchi telling him you were sick the next morning because of how sore you were and you were literally limping even going to the bathroom. And had to cover the hickeys around your neck before going to school.

(A/N:It’s literally almost 4am here and Im also drenched after writing this fic, I HOPE YOU ENJOY 😭😭😭 reblog and comments welcomed ❤️)

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[sugamamacustard]

Let me help you

Pairing:  Alpha! Toru Oikawa x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Hajime Iwaizumi x Omega! Reader

Genre: Angst, fluff, Hurt/comfort.

Request: Because I like a bit of hurt/comfort, and I love the idea of an omega depression, I'm curious on how alpha third years on Aoba Johsai (so like Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Mattsun) would do in response to their omega being in an omega depression.

Summary: Because of unseen circumstances, you drop, and you drop hard. How does your alpha help you/redeem himself?

Author’s Note:  Oikawa’s got really long, so I didn’t include Mattsun or Makki. If you wanna request a part 2 I’ll get on it right away!

Requests: Open!

Toru Oikawa

➵ Truth be told, it was kind of his fault. 

➵Right after you both bonded, he immediately seemed to drop any redeeming qualities he had while courting you.

➵He skipped out on dates, stayed later and later at practice, gave the mile to his fangirls.

➵And while you could get over that, the worse thing you realized was when you went to cheer him on at one of his games. 

➵His bond mark was covered with a scent gland bandage and when Iwaizumi noticed it (He knew of your bonding), he sent a worried glance your way.

➵He could practically see the heartbreak from his place on the court. 

➵What was worse was that you didn’t make a scene. 

➵You stood, turned and left. That was it. 

➵ Oikawa was busy doing his pre-game whatever to notice, making the situation even worse.  

➵Iwaizumi wanted to follow you but the whistle of the ref called him back. 

➵ You didn’t want Iwaizumi to follow you anyway. 

➵You felt numb. So, so numb. 

➵Like anything you previously felt-- any longing, or wishing for your alpha-- reduced to a numb buzz that kept your body moving. 

➵You felt like you were on Autopilot. 

➵Toru made it fairly obvious that he wanted your bond mark on display, so why weren’t the same standards held to him? It wasn’t against the rules of volleyball-- several alphas had theirs out on proud display with their omega cheering in the stands. 

➵Was it you?

➵God, you felt so empty. Like your will to live was dripping away. 

➵You felt your omega lay down, whining as they tried to figure out what was wrong. Where did you go wrong? 

➵You barely felt the soft fleece of your blankets as you settled into your nest for who knows how long. 

___

 Toru was lost. You were in the stands during warm-up last game, but was gone by half-time. Okay, fine. Maybe you had to pee. But then you didn’t show up at all after that.  While at the time it took a back burner-- because we all know how Oikawa plays-- it was now front and center. His alpha was on edge and snapped on him twice already, sending sharp throbs of pain to his temples. It had been three days since Toru had seen you, his mate, so Toru could tell that was a big reason for his frustration. But Toru didn’t know why you had been gone for three days. 

If you were sick, why didn’t you text him? Were you injured? Toru didn’t know.  His neck burnt with anticipation at the thought of you in any peril. 

Where were you?

 Shoving his way past a few fangirls, Toru made his way into the gym, racking his brain for any sort of hint. Vacation maybe and you just forgot to tell him?

 “Iwa-chan! I need your-” Toru paused, huffing when Iwaizumi roughly shoved past him. His alpha was on guard immediately, making Toru growl loudly.   “What’s you issue, Iwa? Blue-balled or something?” 

The laugh that left Iwaizumi made even him, the head alpha, shiver. “My issue? What’s yours?! You absolutely destroyed your relationship last game and ask me for help?! What the hell is wrong with you, Oikawa?!”  

Oikawa swallowed. There was no nickname. No sense of friendship in his words. They were straight malice, laced with acidic venom meant to hurt him. 

When Oikawa didn’t immediately answer, Iwaizumi continued. “You make them wear their bond mark for all the world to see, but cover yours up? What in the actual fuck is wrong with you?! How in the hell you got someone like them to glance your way for more than a second is beyond me, let alone bond you; but when you do, you fucking destroy them. You’re a failure of an alpha, Toru Oikawa.” 

Truth be told, Oikawa thought that him covering up his bond mark would save you from trouble. The less people who knew about him being mated the less people to harass you. But he was your alpha. He was supposed to make sure that didn’t happen anyway.  Fuck, Iwa was right. He was a failure. This became evident as more and more things came hurdling back at him.  He didn’t even grab his duffel before he was, quite literally, sprinting out of the gym. He didn’t care who he pushed over. He didn’t care who he snapped at. He didn’t care. He only care about one person and one person alone. 

___

You whined as hunger continued gnawing at your gut. You wanted to eat, really, but you just didn’t have the energy. You didn’t have the will. 

You still felt so numb and didn’t know where to go from here. At this point, it was clear you were in the midst of an Omega Depression, and to be fair-- that scared you. You wanted to spend the evening in your nest, restart and reboot, before talking to your alpha about it the next day. You truly didn’t mean to drop. 

But here you were. The aspect of ...starvation scared you. The aspect of no closure for yourself scared you. Death scared you. But you couldn’t fight yourself to fix it. Couldn’t bring yourself to even lift your head or stay awake for more than an hour. 

The door to your room slammed open, but you didn’t look up. It was probably your guardian coming in to try and get you to eat again. But you wouldn’t. 

Your heart dropped when the smell of burnt plastic invaded your sense. 

“No- no, no, no, no no- Please god no-” Oikawa felt his heart shatter at the sight of you. You looked like you had both feet dangling in the grave, hanging on by a loose root you grabbed onto in a last ditch effort. 

He continued repeating no while running his hands through his hair, already crying before he even set foot in your room.  When he did dare step closer, that was all it took before he was running to you, pulling you in close despite your whines of protest.  His grip on you was bruising, but he couldn’t risk letting you slip. Not again. 

“Please- please don’t leave me.” He sobbed into your shoulder, your own eyes stinging (Dehydration keeping tears from falling).  “I- I can fix this- I can fix us. Fuck- Please Y/N. Please omega, let me help you. Let me make this right!”

Though you didn’t say anything, the grip on his jacket told him all he needed to know. And though it would be a long road to recovery, you and him would conquer it. 

➵ Completely contrary to Oikawa, your drop wasn’t anyone’s fault.

➵Maybe the school systems, if there was blame to be put. 

➵So much had gone on in such a short period. 

➵You and your alpha, along with his team, had been bombarded with practice and paperwork in preparation for the upcoming tournament. 

➵But just because volleyball picked, doesn’t mean school drops off.

➵ You had essay after essay due, Unit exams which would soon fall into Final exams.

➵You and Hajime had barely even seen each other all week.

➵You both still sent each other good morning and good night texts, and if you see each other in the hallway you’ll give each other a quick peck. 

➵Honestly, it was obvious everyone was on edge. 

➵Teachers didn’t care though, they just kept piling on more, and more, and more work.

➵ And volleyball just kept getting closer and closer.

➵You stumbled into the gym with a chirp, trying to sort through the multitude of papers in your arms. 

➵Your back was aching and your arms were strained, but you couldn’t drop them. That would be a disaster. 

➵ The coach sent you a raised brow, offering a hand to help. You waved him off, sitting on the bench with a grunt.

➵Everyone was already sweaty and panting, practice in full swing. 

➵God, everyone looked so tired already. 

➵You could feel the waves of exhaustion.

➵ As they were just in deep in your bones as they were in theirs. 

___

“Did you finish filling out the registry forms?”

You looked up to the coach, nodding slowly before riffling through your papers and pulling out the ones you were looking for. You handed them to the beta, quickly going back to your notes once more. 

You noted the stumbled steps and slowed reflexes, but simply made it a point to emphasize rest with the boys. Maybe a day with no practice would do them more good then practice. 

Hajime was doing well, as usual, somehow keeping his head and energy high. You know he hasn’t gotten much rest either, and you felt for your alpha. Honestly, you just wanted one day with just you and your alpha, where you both could sleep the day away and come back good as new. 

That just sounded glorious. 

“You wouldn’t mind filling out the ref sheets either, would you?” The beta smirked, already handing you the sheets. He knew you had a tough time saying no to people older and/or bigger than you; and had you doing several things that most mangers would never touch.

It was tiring.

You reluctantly took the sheets, already starting on them. The notes you were working on were yanking from under you, the coach reading over them. 

He scoffed at your note of possibly skipping a practice. “Are you serious?” 

“I’m sorry?”

“Take a break?! These boys are on the brink of a skillful breakthrough, and you want to stop them?!” 

You closed in on yourself at the yells, trying to focus on the ref sheets. He continued yelling and berating you for the notes you made. You could feel the teams stares on you, but you also knew they wanted you to learn to stand up for yourself. They had been giving you a few minutes to try and collect yourself and if nothing happened they would step in. 

It only took seconds for you to finally break down, sobbing into your hands as the coach’s yelling reached a breaking point. The team took very time to act then and there. 

Oikawa and Kyoutani were snapping and growling, pushing him back and away from you while Hajime slid onto his knees in front of you, pulling you to his chest and kissing your bond mark. He rocked you side to side, purring and letting you cry. 

You sobbed and sobbed while the coach tried backtracking, but it was too late. The pack was on defense. One of them was in danger and they were going to make sure they all were safe. 

___

You don’t remember falling asleep, but when you wake up, your in Hajime’s arms, which are wrapped tight around your waist. 

Oikawa was on the other side of you, head on Hajime’s thigh, Makki and Mattsun were cuddling together a little to the left of you. Kyoutani was closest to you (He had a soft spot for you, almost like you were another older sister to him). You ran a hand through his hair for a moment before taking a deep breath in and out. The rest of the team was scattered in the puppy pile around you, and the gym was dark. 

In fact, everything was dark. There were chairs propped up by the door, just in case you supposed, and there were jackets littered everywhere. Your heart fluttered at the thought. 

Hajime’s arms subconsciously tightened around you, luring you back into sleep.

You, your alpha, and your pack.

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[harleysarchive]

Among You and Me - Corpse x Reader Oneshot (part 2)

Fandom: Corpse, youtubers Warning: Profanity, a lot of swear words, fluffiness, quite long Pairing: Corpse x f!reader Summary: You and Corpse continues with your conversations and it makes you realize that you have feelings for each other. 

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After Corpse had followed you on instagram the two of you talked like nonstop for days. It almost felt like you had known him for years. You had the same humor and he talked about some horror stories he wanted to do and you thought they sounded cool - but not wanting to admit that they scared you as well. You talked about school and how stressed out you were for the essays and exams that were coming up soon.

“I have an exam next Wednesday so I will be off the internet the whole day :(“ you wrote and buried your head in your pillow. 

“That sucks big time.”

“It doesss.”

“Wait… Then you will miss my upcoming stream that day :(“

Shit, you thought. You really wanted to see his stream but right now you don’t have time for it. Which sucks even more than school.

“Probably, I’m sorry :(“ you said and locked your phone to get ready for school.

Corpse POV.

I read the message she sent again and didn’t know what to answer. My brain was so tired so it had problems with coming up with coherent replies. I was not prepared for how the feeling of hurt and sadness that came with that response.

Why did I react like this, of course she has other stuff to do than to watch my stream…

But I couldn’t shake the hurt feeling from my chest. Even though we only had talked for a couple of days it felt like we had known each other for longer than that. She felt like a close friend almost. And when she was with me on my streams, it reduced my anxiety and my nervousness to know that she was watching, somehow it eased my nerves a lot.

Why do I need you there with me to feel safe? he thought to himself and started to type in a response.

“It’s okay, nail those exams for me ;)” he hit send. Thoughts fucking exams that is keeping you away from my stream.

Wait, wait, where the fuck did that thought come from? 

I shook my head, trying to think about something else. I pressed on (Y/N)’s profile on instagram and started to go through her feed. There were some selfies, some pictures of nature and different places where she had been. Some pictures with friends and some with her family. I stopped on a specific selfie of her. She looked so beautiful on it, all I could do was to admire it - and her. Then I did something I thought I’d never do. I took a screenshot of the photo and saved it as my background on my phone.

I will never meet her so this won’t do any harm, I told myself before I fell asleep.

Your POV.

You threw your bag at the couch and fell down face first in the bed. School was killing you at the moment and it wasn’t better with the essays that were piling up on your schedule. You groaned into the pillow and then took up your phone, one message from instagram. You opened it and it was from Corpse. Your heart made a little extra jump everytime you saw the name appear, and that he had answered you. You smiled and read the text. 

“It’s okay, nail those exams for me ;)”

“I will try my best to ace them, just for you ;)” you felt bold writing the last part. But what the hell right? 

You hit send and waited for him to respond. He was probably asleep now, knowing his weird sleeping schedule. Not wanting to wait the whole day - it would drive you nuts and also give you thoughts like “what if I’m annoying or disturbing him?” “what if my message woke him up and he’ll get mad and never want to talk to me again?” “what if…” you know?

You opened your texted book and tried your hardest to study, but it was hard when your mind was constantly wanders away to Corpse - the man that has been on your mind all the time lately and you didn’t mind it really. 

Is it possible to fall in love with someone that you haven’t met? you thought. Because if it is so, then I’m fucked...

Corpse POV.

I must’ve slept for more than three hours for the first time in weeks because I almost didn’t feel dead. I looked over at my phone and I had two messages. One from Dave checking up on me and one from (Y/N). I checked (Y/N)’s message first.

“I will try my best to ace them, just for you ;)”

I got a warm feeling on my chest reading the last part, just for you. I liked that. I liked that a lot actually, more than I liked to admit to myself. I looked at my background picture and there she was smiling at me. Even though it was just a picture from instagram it felt like she smiled at me. And only to me. Some confidence sparked inside of me and I messaged her again.

“Can I get your number?”

Your POV.

You had taken a break from your studying and were watching Mark, Bob, Wade and Sean playing Phasmophobia. It was hilarious to watch. Your phone lit up and you had gotten a message from Corpse on instagram. 

“Can I get your number?”

You stared at the message, he wanted your number. Your thumbs were typing but were shaking so bad, all this kinds of emotions can’t be good for you. 

“Of course!” you typed and then wrote down your number to him. You hit send and bit nervously on your nails. Not long after you got a message from an unknown number.

Hey is this (Y/N)?

Yes is it! Corpse?

Oh thank god! I was nervous I had typed in it wrong and were messaging some weirdo.

You smiled at the two of you continued your conversations throughout the evening.

Some days later it was Wednesday and you had one of your exams. You were a little bit nervous but not a lot. You had tried your best to study, even with obvious distractions, and you had got some informations in your brain. 

Wish me luck on my exam! you send to Corpse, knowing fully that he was sleeping, it was early in the morning, or perhaps he hasn’t even gone to bed yet. Yoy got a ding on your phone.

Good luck (Y/N), not that you need it you are a smart girl. But I know that you are going to kill it 🖤

The heart in the end made your heart jump. 

How am I suppose to consentrate when he sends me stuff like that? 

The exam went like a dream, you knew all the answers to all the questions and it went by fast. You felt pleased with yourself and looked at the clock and it was just before noon. Corpse livestream had just begun!

If I grab a quick lunch I can get home before it is over! you thought to yourself and walked as fast as you could towards the school cafeteria and then straight home.

You made it just in the middle of the stream, they were playing Among Us and Corpse were super nervous. You felt bad for him because you knew that he was great at the game. He didn’t have to be so hard on himself. An idea popped up in your head. You donated 10$ to his stream and wrote:

“You are doing great Corpse and my exam went great ;) much love (Y/N)” 

Now you were just waiting to see if he will notice the message. 

Corpse POV.

My hands were shaking so bad, more than usual. It was normal for me to be nervous before and during a stream but today my nerves were going crazy. I was making rookie mistakes as a impostor, like wtf I am supposed to be the number one impostor here. 

Fuck I wish my hands would stop shaking so bad, why am I so nervous? Well I knew the answer to the question but I didn’t want to admit it to myself. (Y/N) wasn’t here watch and it sucked so bad. I felt lonely and anxious. I looked over at the chat and was that I had recieved a donation with a message.

“”You are doing great Corpse and my exam went great ;) much love (Y/N)” Why thank you-... Wait a minute, (Y/N)?” my voiced cracked at the end of the sentence and I am sure someone caughed up with my surprised and overly excited tone. I took up my phone and texted her fast.

Please tell me that was you who wrote that.

I waited and I saw the three dots going of, not helping with my anxiety one bit.

Yes it was me, I finished much earlier with my exam than I anticipated, so I hurried home to see your stream. 

My heart became all warm over her message and I didn’t even notice that I had held my breath before I let out a huge sigh. She hurried home to watch me. My hands were shaking but not over my nervousness, but from excitement and, i don’t know happiness maybe. Three dots appeared again on the screen.

I couldn’t leave you alone when I know how nervous you get when you’re streaming.

Fuck... That sentence made me fall over the edge, if I haven’t already. I am falling for (Y/N) and I haven’t even met her... 

Yet.

A/N: Upon many requests, here is part two! It made me so happy to see all the comments on my first oneshot and how well recieved it got. Thank you all so freaking much! :D

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[astrella-writes]

prompt | anonymous asked: Could I get some general relationship headcanons (with some fluff please!) for Chishiya, Arisu, and Kuina 🥺👉👈 let me know if you need a more specific ask! :)

warnings | written with the intention of female pronouns but can be read as gender neutral, very minor suggestive implications, mentions of alcohol, nicotine and eating habits, might be considered kinda cheesy oops, the use of the pet name ‘bunny’.

word count | 1.4K

author’s note | ‘m loving this request. this is written with the intention of it being pre-borderlands. 

Shuntarō Chishiya 

- Frequenting local cafes for routinely study dates. He helps you with topics that you may struggle on and you buy him the bizarre flavored ‘treat of the week’ as a thank you. He jokes around that you’re probably using him as a test subject, because who would order sweet potato brownies with the premise that they would taste good. Much to his surprise, they actually do.

- Visiting a cat cafe once, but not getting around to completing any work. The image of Chishiya cradling a fluffy kitten close to his chest and holding softened eye contact with it is now your permanent lock screen. He has a matching lock screen of you holding a kitten from under the armpits and touching noses with it.

- Learning new skills together. Chishiya is pretty much down for anything that he considers interesting enough. That’s how you ended up frustratingly trying to follow along to a complex origami cat tutorial at 2 in the morning as Chishiya worked quietly with his earbuds in, listening to a different tutorial. Only once he presented you with a perfect paper flower did you smile for the first time in the past hour, the frustration dissipating. That very flower has claimed its indefinite place on your bedside table, something that didn’t go unnoticed by him.

- Doing escape rooms together every so often. It baffles you to some degree how he figures things out so easily, but then again, you’ve known how smart your boyfriend was since the day you met so it shouldn’t really come as a surprise. You just can’t help but admire him, and voice these admirations out loud. Your compliments being the only ones which truly affect him.

- Despite how genius your boyfriend is, you remain concerned about the mental toll college might have on him. If he is stressed, he barely gives it away, but you’ve grown to read through his indifference and pick up when something is wrong - even if he’s attempting to hide it for your disburden. You allow him to de-stress in your arms, playing with the tips of his hair and speaking through what has got him so troubled.

- Late night dates that consist of trips to the corner store where you buy your favourite snacks and walk down to the beach together. It’s a relaxing way to wind down after a stressful week filled with work and college. If it’s not too cold that night, you substitute sitting on your usual bench for a stroll along the sand. If he finds a pretty seashell, Chishiya will give it to you wordlessly.

- He buys you a lot of small things that reminds him of you. A cute keychain he found by chance while buying groceries, splurging his money on a random claw machine because he spotted a plushie character from that show you really like, buying your favourite snacks to calm you down before a big exam that you’ve been studying really hard for. It’s the little things that show how much he really loves you.

Ryōhei Arisu

- Offering him a place to stay for a few days if he needs a break from his family, Arisu will pack up his gaming laptop along with him and you two will game with each other side by side. He anticipates the moment you rest your head on his shoulder and once you do, he rests his own head upon yours with a small: “you tired, bunny?”

- Being extremely supporting and non-judgemental on the topic of him getting a job. You search listings almost daily and send any promising ones through to him, leaving an encouraging message afterwards in hopes he gets the right intention. You care for him deeply and don’t want to see his father eventually kicking him out the house for being unemployed and making the situation ten times more difficult for him.

- Helping him get out more and introducing him to places he quickly grows to love. A quaint coffee shop with a grassy roof hidden deep within the cracks that he never would have found if it weren’t for you. It’s become your usual spot for dates, and Arisu enjoys the tranquility of it all.

- Going on trips to the game store together, even though Arisu usually just buys all his games online, and he’s pretty sure you do too. Regardless, it’s an excuse to meet up and hang out for a few hours after, something he’s found has become more enthralling than gaming. 

- Staying up on video call into the late hours of the night as you both battle it out on some mmorpg. You’re confused when you see his idle avatar and look over at your phone screen to find him staring at you in a trance. It catches you off guard at first, but seeing him snap back to reality upon getting caught and getting all flustered left you replaying the scene over in your head for days later.

- Dates to the arcade, because of course. You two definitely hog a specific game with a line of pouting children waiting impatiently to get their chance. Arisu only agrees to move on when you mention a new game you spotted earlier. There is no new game, you just feel bad for the kids. Once he’s caught on, you merely give his lips a quick peck and you’re instantly forgiven.

- Playing in one of those immersive game machines with the curtains on both sides, only for Arisu to stare at you dumbly, leaving you a flustered and confused mess. This usually leads to a one-sided lean in and a small make out, only for an innocent kid to pull back the curtain and run away mortified. Their screams are the highlight of your boyfriend’s day, and you swear he’s holding some mental record of how many kids he traumatize through doing this.

Hikari Kuina

- Working at the same clothing store and having Kuina intervene whenever you’re faced with a rude customer. She might not be all too friendly if they insulted you, and if getting fired is the cost of standing up for you, then so be it. You’d quit alongside her and find some place new to work.

- Helping tend to her sickly mother in hospital, whom you had made speechless upon your first visit. She was delightfully thrilled upon finally being introduced to her daughter’s significant other, Kuina sharing to you afterwards that she hadn’t seen her mother smiling so brightly in a long time. You always present her mother with gifts upon each visit, whether it be flowers or a small cake. She’s become like your own mother, and so you help pay towards hospital bills as well.

- Comforting Kuina if she ever gets upset about her past (especially her relationship with her father) or her mother’s current poor health. You make her feel so valid; it leaves her a sobbing mess in your arms as you comfort her with soothing strokes and affectionate mumbles. Once her wailing has calmed, you offer to make her favourite - hot chocolate topped with cream.

- Constant sleepovers, which include wearing face masks, ordering takeout, watching some sappy romance before switching it over to an action movie and sipping on some cheap beer. The buzz of the alcohol always makes you more daring as you suggest showering together, and you’re never turned down by your equally audacious girlfriend. 

- Helping her overcome her nicotine addiction and being the initial person to suggest chewing on a dummy cigarette whenever she felt the urge to smoke. Her mother couldn’t thank you enough for getting her into this, expressing her hidden fear of having to watch Kuina smoke herself into ill health or worse, a premature grave. 

- In return, she looks out for your own well-being: reaching out to hold your hand before you both cross the street, showing up with lunch the next day at work if she thinks you haven’t been eating as much lately, keeping headache pills in her bag ever since you complained about a migraine that one time, keeping an extra umbrella in the break room just in case it rains later that day and you’ll need one.

- It’s never a dull moment dating Kuina, always planning fun and exciting dates like getting drunk in a private karaoke room only for it to lead to sloppy make outs. The one time she was so insistent on riding the kiddies train at the amusement park, only for the both of you to fall off once you reached the sharp bend in the tracks. It left you both a giggling mess, but the pain afterwards definitely made the whole situation regrettable. 

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[shemarmooresfedora]

Rebuilding Family

Summary: Y/N and Spencer were college sweethearts at Cal-Tech but once Spencer got accepted to the FBI Academy, he ended things deciding it was not fair to make Y/N wait for him. When they meet again years later, he discovers something unexpected.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

A/N: hello, my loves! i am a senior in high school so the next two weeks are going to be extremely hectic for me with final exams and other senior stuff. i will try to get out chapters when i can but they may not always be on time!

Masterlist

Chapter 30

You returned home to see Spencer at the kitchen table with his laptop out and a bunch of papers sprawled out in front of him.

“What’s all this?” you asked.

“So you know how we were discussing moving into a slightly bigger house to have room for the twins,” Spencer said, “I found us a realtor and I have been printing out different houses that fit our requirements all day. You can go through them and I’ll send the approved ones over to her so she can schedule us a tour.”

“Alright, let’s see them,” you smiled, taking the seat next to him.

His hand immediately found its way to your belly and began his rubbing motions.

“This one is close to Jo's elementary school but she will only be there for 2 more years but the twins will be going there eventually. It’s just a little bit of a bigger yard than we have here. But, it’s pretty far away from your work,” Spencer stated.

He continued to go through the contenders, thoroughly explaining every pro and con that you wouldn’t even have thought of.

“This last one has the biggest backyard of them all. It’s about 8 minutes closer to your work than here. It’s even got a little sun room we can use as a book nook! It is farther from Jo’s school but it’s about a 3 minute drive to JJ and Will’s so we could start a carpool with them,” Spencer spoke.

“I think that one is my favorite as of now. And, I’m sure Jo wouldn’t have any arguments about being closer to her best friend,” you giggled.

“There’s also one more thing we need to brainstorm,” you began, “Names for the little ones. I honestly spent the better part of the day trying to think of some but I just can’t.”

“I have an idea,” Spencer smiled softly, “Ophelia.”

It was Spencer’s favorite song on your playlist that you played in the car. He even sang along to it sometimes, he actually had a nice voice when he wholeheartedly sang without caring about potentially embarrassing himself.

“Heaven help a fool who falls in love,” you grinned, finishing the lyric.

“I’m stuck on a boy name though,” Spencer huffed.

Jo came strolling into the kitchen to get her afternoon snack.

“Baby J, do you have any name suggestions for your little brother?” you asked.

Her face lit up and she ran back upstairs. She came racing back down with two books in her hand.

“Daddy, remember?” she held up a picture book.

“That’s the story I read you last night,” Spencer nodded.

“Name him ‘Oliver’ like the little baby elephant in the book!” she exclaimed.

“I actually love it,” you grinned.

“Ollie for short,” Spencer added with a smile.

“And for sister, Pinkalicious!” Jo beamed, holding up the other picture book.

“Aw, baby, I’m sorry. I think we already decided on ‘Ophelia’ for sister but we’ll keep that in the back of our minds,” you told her, giving her a pat on the head before she went back upstairs.

“I don’t know Spencer, Pinkalicious Y/L/N-Reid has quite the ring to it,” you giggled.

-

Your maternity leave had officially begun the week before you were due. You were lounging on the couch watching a nature documentary with Jo when you felt the sudden urge to use the bathroom.

As you stood, you felt the rushing of warm water trail down your thighs, effectively soaking your leggings, followed by a searing cramping sensation.

You immediately sat down on the hardwood floor, cringing in pain and exhaling sharply.

“Jo,” you breathed out, “I need you to call Daddy and tell him the twins are coming and get me a towel please.”

“Okay, Mommy,” Jo nodded, hopping off the couch and grabbing your phone.

She pressed Spencer’s contact as she ran upstairs to get you a towel.

Spencer was in the checkout line at the grocery store when his phone started to buzz in his pocket.

He fished it out, seeing your contact pop up, “Hey, love. I’m already in line but if you need something, make it quick so I can go run and get it.”

“Daddy! It’s Jo,” Jo announced from the other side of the phone.

“Hi, Princess. Is everything okay?” Spencer asked.

“Mommy peed a lot,” she started to say.

Spencer then heard your scream of pain in the background.

“And she said the twins are coming,” Jo stated.

“Uh-um-okay Jo, tell Mommy I’ll be there in 10 minutes. And um call Auntie JJ to come pick you up,” Spencer frantically spoke.

“Next,” the cashier called out.

“Um hi, I just got a call that my wife is going into labor so I have to go. I’m so sorry.”

The cashier smiled, “No problem. I think your wife needs you a lot more right now than these groceries.”

“Thank you,” Spencer rushed out of the store, breaking every speed limit on the way home.

JJ was pulling into the driveway at the same time Spencer was.

“Oh good, Jo called you,” Spencer said, exiting his car, “Thank you for taking her.”

“It’s no problem. She can stay with us for as long as you need,” JJ replied as they both rushed into the house.

You were still on the ground, sitting on the towel Jo retrieved for you.

“Spence, it hurts so bad like really really bad. Worse than Jo,” you grabbed his hand with tears running down your face.

“I’m so sorry, love, that I can’t take some of that pain away but we’ve got to get you to the hospital with doctors and nurses who can help,” he spoke softly, wiping the tears from your eyes with his thumbs.

You nodded and Spencer held out his arm for you to grab on to so he could help you up.

“Hospital bag?” you questioned.

“Already in the car, love. You’re doing so good, look we’re almost at the car,” he encouraged you.

“I’m going to ruin your seat,” you huffed out, motioning to your soggy pants.

“Love, that is the furthest of my concerns right now,” he assured you, helping you into the car and buckling you in.

-

“My wife’s in labor!” Spencer announced as he helped you hobble into the ER.

Immediately, a nurse rolled a wheelchair over to you.

“I called in the car. Dr. Collins is supposed to be on call,” Spencer said.

“Yes, right this way,” the nurse guided you to a room in the delivery wing where Dr. Collins was already waiting.

“Ah, the Reids! I guess the babies decided to come out a week early,” she smiled as Spencer and the nurse helped you into the bed.

“I’m going to check to see how many centimeters dilated you are. You can start pushing at 10,” she stated, “...and you are somehow already there. These babies are very eager to meet their parents!”

“I’m going to check the ultrasound real quick,” Dr. Collins rolled the machine over to you and scanned the wand across your belly.

“So unfortunately, we aren’t going to be able to have a vaginal birth today like planned. The baby girl is ready to come out first but she is in breech position meaning she is flipped the opposite way we want her. We’re going to bring you up to the OR for a C-section, okay?”

You looked at Spencer panickedly.

“Scared, Spence” is all you could muster.

“I can be in there with her, right?” Spencer asked.

“That is correct,” Dr. Collins nodded.

“Love, you are the strongest and bravest person I know. You can do this,” Spencer brushed your stray hairs back, “I will be right by your side the whole time and then you can finally have Ophelia and Oliver in your arms.”

“Okay,” you nodded, wincing as another contraction intensified.

“I love you so much,” Spencer kissed the top of your head as they wheeled you up to the OR.

The nurse handed Spencer scrubs to put on over his normal clothes, “Love, I need to let go of your hand for just a second to put these on but then I’ll be right back.”

Spencer continued to give you words of encouragement and promises of all the things you were going to do together as a family with the new babies to distract you from the discomfort throughout the c-section.

When you heard the first cry, you started to get choked up.

“Oh god, she’s so beautiful, Y/N. We made that,” Spencer sobbed.

You squeezed his hand, “Go.”

“Are you sure?” Spencer asked.

“Ophelia is crying for her Daddy,” you smiled through happy tears.

Spencer stood and was out of your line of vision but you could still hear his occasional sobs and him calling out the weight and other things to you from across the room.

You heard the second distinct cry. You could already tell your babies apart from just their wails alone.

“Ollie’s here, love!” Spencer bawled, “He’s just as precious as Ophelia.”

You were stitched up and brought into the recovery room as the babies were measured, tested, and swaddled. Spencer rolled two bassinets into your room with the biggest smile on his face and watery eyes.

“I can’t believe they’re here,” you wept, “How are they so cute?”

Spencer gently lifted up Ollie and placed him into your left arm and then Ophelia in your right.

You held the cooing babies in your arms, looking down at them in complete awe.

“Spence, can you take one of them?” you asked, “I mean I would love to hold them both forever but I’m thoroughly exhausted.”

“Ollie seems to be on the same page,” Spencer smiled at the little boy snoozing in your arms, “I’ll take Ophelia for a little walk and make some phone calls to our families and the team.”

Sleeping didn’t seem to be on Ophelia’s schedule as she was staring around the room with her big wide eyes, trying to take in the whole world.

“Ophelia, that’s your Dada,” you explained to her even though you knew she couldn’t understand.

“Yes, I’m your Dada,” Spencer beamed as he accepted the baby into his arms.

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[abandoned-ax]

I’m on the team - pt 3

Pt 1 pt 2 pt 4

Summery: the first day of training camp!!

Tw!!! scratching (self harm scratching), panic attack

It’s strange, over the week the team has been super busy, practicing and studying. I helped Tsuki with Hinata and Kageyama trying to make sure they pass there exams, Iv gotten pretty close with the two, there both really fun, and watching them both struggle with classes and Tsuki scolding them is super funny. Sadly the two didn’t pass their exams and are both super upset. I remember when we were getting our test scores back i rushed to their classroom with Yams hoping to see them both super excited only to see Hinata come out pouting, and Kageyama with this super dejected look like he was super disappointed in himself for his grades. They were assured tho that they would be able to get to the training camp just a bit late!

We’re headed to the training camp, me Tsuki and yams are all sitting together, me and Tsuki on one side and yams on the seat across the isle. I’m starting to get nervous, not knowing how other teams are going to react to me being there! They don’t even know who I am, or my situation!

“Tsuki!! What if their angry! Maybe I shouldn’t have come- or-or maybe I shouldn’t have even joined, we don’t know how people are going to react!”

“It’s going to be ok (Y/N) im sure their all nice.” Yams said with this super supportive smile

“Yeah and if anyone bothers you I’ll take care of them.” Tsuki says knocking shoulders with me giving me a small smile.

“Yeah (Y/N) don’t worry! You’ve got all of us, we won’t let anything happen!” Suga says turning around, seemingly having heard me freaking out.

I sigh starting to scratch my hands a nervous habit of mine. After a minute or two Tsuki notices grabbing my hand giving me a disapproving look. He reaches down into the backpack he brought on the bus looking for something, pulling out a stress ball and hands it to me.

The rest of the bus ride me Tsuki and Yams ended up falling asleep, I guess I tired myself out with all of my stressing.

We got to Tokyo faster then I thought, the bus ride felt way to quick! But I guess that happens when you sleep, it’s like time travel.

Getting off the bus we were greeted by some guy with crazy strange rooster hair, I quickly moved to hide behind Tsuki still scared about meeting the other guys. Daichi went over to talk to rooster head while the rest of us got our bags off the bus Tanaka and Noya pushing me and Tsuki and Yams to “walk faster” and “get more excited”.

I overhear The guy Daichi is talking to saying “ your missing a few aren’t you? Wait who’s the new kid” I move closer to Tsuki hoping his tallness will hide me, “why does the new kid look so scared of me.” all I can think about is what if they’re transphobic, what if they don’t want me here, what’s going to happen when they find out. “I’ll tell you about him in a bit.” Daichi responds giving me a concerned look. Tsuki makes a comment about annoying volleyball guys while nudging me to try and get my attention, he and Yams start bickering a little bit and Noya and Tanaka are practically bouncing off the walls and it keeps me distracted.

We were pointed towards the room we’d be staying in putting our bags down and changing. I started getting more nervous, Iv never met these people before and they don’t know my situation. What if I walk on the court and someone yells at me, what if people start asking questions, what if one of them gets super angry and starts yelling at me, what if the team decides they actually side with them! What if-

“(Y/N)” it’s Tsuki and Suga, the two are standing in front of me, Suga is holding my hands and Tsuki has a hand on my back.

“Come on let’s sit down yeah,” the two move me to go sit on a windowsill I look over their shoulders and see all the guys looking at me, I don’t know why I feel so small now, I know them all, I know their not judging me, but I still feel like the piercing stare I’m getting from them is too much. I see Asahi start moving and coming to stand next to Suga on the opposite side from Tsuki.

“Hey (Y/N) I need you to breath for me ok,” he gives me a really concerned look I hadn’t even realized I was hyperventilating, taking one of my hands from Suga and putting it on his chest taking big deep breaths so that I can feel it. “In and out, in and out.” The two words being repeated like a mantra.

Once I’m breathing slightly better Tsuki starts asking questions

“are you lightheaded?”

“Kinda”

“did you eat this morning”

“no”

“why?”

“Didn’t have time.”

“Can someone go grab a granola bar or something?” I see some movement and I think it was Noya who left to go grab something for me to eat. “Are you nervous about training camp?”

“Yes” I say quietly hoping that only he can hear

“Is it because you haven’t played a real game yet.”

I shake my head, I haven’t even thought about that fact that I’m going to be playing a real game for the first time, the only people Iv played against is the team.

“Is it because your afraid people are going to be mean about your gender?”

“I- yes,”

I see everyone look around, I guess they hadn’t thought this was really that big of a deal, but for me, this isn’t something that happens normally, while they all had the door to this space opened to them, I had to hike up a mountain to just get to the door, and I’m just scared that once I get into the space that they all see as a right, is a privilege that most people like me don’t have, it isn’t a space I’m normally supposed to be in, and once you realize my situation everyone knows it.

Suga pulls on my hands making me face him. “ it’s gunna be ok (Y/N), if anyone says anything we’ll deal with it. You’ve got the team! We’re going to make sure your ok.” Suga says with a reassuring smile.

Noya quickly gets back in the room with a granola bar and a water bottle sliding in front of me to hand them both to me. “Thanks Noya” it’s a couple more minutes that I sit there catching my breath before I give everyone a nod letting them know I’m ok, everyone starts to disperse to Finnish getting ready.

Tsuki went over to his bag giving me an extra shirt he had, just like when I first stopped wearing my binder while playing. It’s a reassuring gesture. I get changed and everyone starts leaving before Tsuki grabs my hand, holding me back for a second.

“Your gunna be ok. I promise. And if you get scared or anything just let me or Suga or Daichi know and we’ll get you off the court ok?”

“Thanks Tsuki.”

Tsuki speeds up a little bit to get to yams and Daichi slows down a bit to get back to me.

“Hey I wanted to let you know before we get in there, there might be a cupule people who know your situation, mainly Kuroo the captain of Nekoma, he’s the guy from when we first show up. And I think Kenma their setter might. Him and Kuroo are close and he’s friends with hinata, and we’ll you know hinata. Other then that I’m not sure, they might have told some others but still I can’t tell you what the rest know.”

“Thanks Daichi, um did Kuroo seem chill about it when you told him?”

“Yeah, yeah definitely, I mean he was for sure surprised but, he ended up just saying ‘oh! That’s cool’ so I don’t think you have anything to worry about there.”

“Thanks Daichi.”

“Of course kid.”

We finally all get into the gym moving to get warmed up before our first game!

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Let’s just say we haven’t been winning much, Coach put me into Hinatas spot so Iv been playing a lot. Honestly Iv been so stressed about my gender that I didn’t have time to stress about the fact that Iv never been in a game before. Iv gotten a few good spikes in and have been blocking a bit, but I’m by no means super good! We’ve been doing lots of flying laps.

After one of our practice games with nekoma everyone was taking a break to drink some water when some guy with bleached long hair came over to me.

“Hey.” He said kind of quietly, he seemed pretty awkward like he doesn’t do this often.

“Hey?”

“Um I just wanna let you know- i mean I’m friends with hinata and he’s told me about your situation.”

“Ah I see”

“I just wanted to let you know I’m chill with it, all of us on Nekoma are, so you’ve got nothing to worry about with us.”

“Thanks. It’s uh really reassuring to hear that. I’m (Y/N)”

“Kenma.”

“It’s nice to meet you Kenma”

“So uh how long have you been playing, it’s just we did a practice game with you guys not to long again and you weren’t there.”

“Oh yeah umm I just started playing only a few weeks ago.”

“Wow really. Your pretty good for someone who’s never played before.”

“Ha thanks, but I really have my team to thank, they got me playing and have been pretty good teachers”

“I hope one of those teachers hasn’t been Hinata I’m pretty sure most of what he says to explain volleyball is sound-effects.”

“I know right! It’s like he doesn’t know words sometimes.”

“Yeah it’s really strange but you get used to it.”

“Haha I guess eventually I’ll learn to speak his strange language!”

“Yeah!” Kind of out of nowhere the guy from this morning Kuroo I think his name was wrapped an arm around Kenmas shoulders.

“Well well what do we have here! Is Kenma actually talking to someone!”

“Shut up Kuroo”

“Hi I’m Kuroo, (Y/N) right?”

“Yeah, yeah that’s me.”

“Well it’s nice to meet the newest player.” He sends me a wink, “come on Kenma our games about to start, it was nice to meet you (Y/N)!” The two walk off headed back to the court.

It’s a little bit later in the day that Hinata and Kageyama show up! Hinata taking my spot in the game, and honestly I’m grateful, this day has been exhausting.

An: hey guys! Thank you so much for reading! I hope you all liked this part!! I’m so excited to keel writing!! I take requests so if you have any please just message me!!!

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A/N: got nothing to say for myself really, just listened to a song, the idea hit me and i haven't written anything non science related in a decade so i gave it another go....that being said i realised i am awful at emotions lol. Side note i am from the UK so if some things seem off i apologise

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Pairing: Jungkook x reader (College!AU/ University!AU)

Warnings: ? mentions of skin? terrible fluff and flirting attempts

Word count: idk, it would not stop ~4k

A bop. A bop and some alcohol. That is all you needed after a long tiring week of studying for finals and cramming for your practical assessments. This week had been the last week of exam season and you were more than grateful that it had ended. You did not particularly care about how you’ve done on the assessments. That was not your present self’s problem, that was something for future you to worry about. Presently you just wanted to take a nap and head out with your girlfriends on a night out to just dance and drink all the stress away.

You weren’t a drinker, not by a long shot. You barely touched alcohol once or twice a month, and that happened mainly when you would have a get together with your friends. It was hard not to get sucked in when everything around you was so loud and chaotic it made you want to be part of the chaos not just an observer. You’ve done the whole ‘being sober whilst your friends got drunk’ and you swore to yourself it would never happen again. Funny how nights out looked disgusting and cliche when you were actually awake to witness them. From the group who ended up dancing on the tables, to the group who dispersed to hunt for one night stands, to the group who decided to pass out at the bar or in the toilets and then you, the sober one left to pick everyone up and send them back home safely and make sure than no one got into a fight. You sometimes wondered how the hell you got home alright when you ended up actually drinking on these nights out as none of your friends seemed willing to stay sober and watch over you. For once, you were not going to question your luck and just roll with it.

Before you settled for a nap though you knew you had to go downstairs to do your washing. Being a student during exam season meant you were surviving on microwavable food, lots of caffeine, sugar in all sorts of forms and that your tiny dorm room looked as if a hurricane has passed through it with dirty clothes all over the place and bedding that has been left unwashed for at least 2 weeks. You felt disgusting and unfortunately the neat freak in you kicked in, unsuppressed anymore by your pre-exam anxiety. With a sigh you started undoing your bedsheets and stashing them in a basket along with other bits and pieces of clothes. Making sure that you got your laundry detergent and your key card you started lugging the basket out of your room praying to the Gods that the lift was not broken.

Living on the 8th floor had its perks, but not when you were in a sleep deprived hurry. All you could do is check the numbers going down to the lower ground hoping that the lift would not stop at any other floor. But of course your luck would run out, on 3rd floor the lift slowed down and stopped, making you release an angry huff. ‘Of course it would’ you muttered to yourself as the doors opened only to reveal a tall men impatiently tapping his foot. Huffing he too got into the elevator making you aware of his stature. He may have not been as tall as some of the men you’ve seen but he was clearly working out as his muscles made him look way broader than his stature permitted. A gym rat, you rolled your eyes and tried to move the laundry bag and yourself into the corner, the space feeling too cramped for your liking. The dragging sound of the bag made the person turn around and give you a curious glance which you dismissed quickly. You weren’t interested in conversing with strangers on a normal basis let alone a gym rat. Nothing against them, you just had nothing in common and your tired brain did not want to make up a polite small talk.

‘Lower ground?’ the person asked you, surprisingly the voice was soft and clear, something you had not expected of him. It made you glance at him, ‘yeah’ you nodded after composing yourself. The person nodded making their long bangs fall into their eyes which prompted the next two surprises for you; in an attempt to settle his bangs out of his face he not only revealed a muscular defined arm which you’d have to admit was kind of attractive- you’d have to be blind not to notice, but also an array of random tattoos all over his arm and hand. The other surprise hit you a moment later after you realised you’ve been staring at him for a second too long and you sniffed and turned your face away. The smell of alcohol was coming off of him strongly as if he’s been drinking for a few days straight and his pores exuded it. It took you all you had to not cough. Frat boy, gym rat- this guy was ticking all the ‘no no’ boxes and so regardless of how good looking he was he did not deserve second thoughts.

Your prayers being answered, you reached lower ground quicker than expected and you prepared yourself to rush out of the lift. However, the clothes basket was heavier than you’d thought so instead of a swift exit like you’ve planned, you closely resembled Santa dragging his toy sack.

‘Would you like some help with that?’ the guy who’d turned around and observed you amusedly as you struggled extended a hand in your direction. You huffed and dropped the basket on the floor and couldn’t help but notice the basket he held in one hand and how the effort made his muscles and veiny arms that much more noticeable. Hot.

‘’S all good thanks’ however, you were not going to accept his help. You just wanted to get these damn clothes in the wash so you could go and nap away the remainder of your post exam stress. The guy held your gaze for a second too long before he raised an eyebrow and looked unconvincingly at your basket and your face, which was red by now you’d presume. Then shrugging he carried on walking towards the laundry room getting further and further out of your view, and you could have sworn there was an extra spring in his step. That fucker.

After monumental efforts you managed to drag everything to the laundry room only to notice that it had been left propped open by an empty bottle. Entering with difficulty you made your way to the closest washer available and dropped the laundry basket on the floor with a relieved sigh. Bending down to start putting your clothes in, you could definitely hear a snicker behind you. Whas that….? Of course it was, you were the only two souls in there. Everyone else was probably either enjoying some much needed sleep or partying the evening away already. Deciding to ignore him you continued to pile your clothes into the machine and soon enough you got distracted so much so that you did not realise you had started humming.

‘Nice voice you got there, but do both of us a favour, leave it for when you’re on your own will you?’ another snicker from behind. Flustered you whipped around, ‘what?’ his gaze on you held a smouldering effect making you feel as if you were pinned down by just its sheer force. His dark eyes, whilst amused, were also narrowed on your form as if commanding you to listen to what he was saying. Your breath hitched and as much as you’d tried to shrug off the feeling and the temptation to not listen to him and turn around, you found yourself unable to. Trying to hold his gaze your eyes wavered for a split second when the tip of his tongue peeked out from between his lips to wet the lower one. A gesture so fleeting, done as if by habit, but paired with the intense gaze it had your throat constrict and your instincts had been to follow his moves, your own tongue coming out to lick your own suddenly dry lips.

Had you intended to do this to toy with him? No. Has it worked? Judging by the way his eyes travelled slowly and purposefully down your face towards your lips, you could swear it has. Refusing to give him more vulnerability than that you turned around with tremendous efforts and continued pilling clothes into the washer completely missing the way he stared at your ass that was now on display. Biting his lip he gave you another once over before returning to his own washing.

You couldn’t help to glance his way every time you would turn around to pick up more clothes out of the basket. He was sporting a concentrated face, his lower lip caught between his teeth, his broad shoulders and the way his arm muscles were defined by the effort were making you breathless. However, what made your head spin and your heart to skip too many beats for it to be healthy was what happened next. You blame your bad luck - or good luck- for glancing at him only to catch him grab his shirt and give it a tentative sniff and a shrug. So he knew he reeked, but your snicker turned into a hiccup as soon as he had grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head.

Normally a situation like this wouldn’t phase you, you have seen plenty of men naked. But this one, this one was a special one. His bunny like features, defined nose bridge, jawline and floppy but rugged hair were a complete contrast to his defined jawline and...oh lord….were those six or eight abs??

‘What in the name of abs are you doing?’ sputtering you turned to fully face him. What a mistake. He did the same so now you had a full frontal view, first row, VIP seat to his naked upper body. That was definitely a six abs package. Shrugging, which by lord made everything tense up in ways you did not need to see, he threw the longsleeve into the wash and slammed it shut. All that did not take more than 5 seconds but to you, it seemed like a slowed down eternity in which your eyes got a good view of a muscular anatomy.

‘What, it’s dirty and i’m doing my washing?’ he stated as if it was plain as day and absolutely normal to get naked in the laundry room.’In the name of abs? Should i be calling you a peeping Tom?’ A slow forming smirk that made him look dangerously mischievous made its way onto his face.

‘Pffft, what? I said in the name of gods, what are you on about? Why would I be looking at you, whilst you think it’s perfectly fine to strip in a public place??’ he laughed at your clear distress but chose to not to mention your choice of words. ‘Hardly public is it? There’s just you and i in here’ he rebutted whilst turning around to scan his laundry card onto the machine and pressed start. You scoffed indignantly, ‘what am i chopped liver? I’m not goddamn blind’ you mumbled, not for his ears but instead chose to say out loud, ‘what about the poor souls who will see you in the lift back up? Is that not a public place?’

Unbeknownst to you he had clearly heard your previous statement, his smirk once again widening, so you had actually been looking. Good. Clearing his throat he put on as much of a serious face as he could ‘I think it’s unfair to call them poor, this is not cheap accommodation, if they live here it is clear that they are anything but poor’ he knew what you’d meant by poor, but just the annoyed tick in your eyebrow that appeared at his statement was worth it. Choosing to stay silent instead of taking the bait, you returned to your laundry. Only to curse out loud- you had finished it and upon scouring your belongings haphazardly you realised your card was missing. Vaguely remembering you had only taken your room card you groaned, this was not how you’d intended to spend your afternoon before the party.

Without a second’s notice, a tattooed hand with a card appeared before your eyes and the washing machine burst to life. Indignantly you whipped your head around to look at the owner of said hand, ‘what are you doing?’ only to come face to face with the end of a defined collarbone and jawline. And by all that is saintfully just, the line of his throat was just as attractive as the whole of the man. Being this close to him rendered you absolutely useless, jumbled thoughts ranging from ‘i need to pay him back’ to ‘what is he even doing’ to settle in the end to a single thought which you also voiced out loud without even thinking. ‘Your moles are pretty’. You had managed to get past the expanse of his neck to the outline of his lower lip when you noticed his mole, and to your defense- it was cute, but with the whole package, cute is the last word you had in mind. More like- it added a completeness that you would not think he needed but there it was.

He swallowed thickly, enjoying for a second too long the glazed look you had on your face as you said that. ‘And you have nice eyes’ he retaliates even though this is the first time he’s had a closeup look at them. Bright and sparkly, unknown to the both of you, a mirror of each other’s. Sparkly with a promise of something. Something which would have to wait for….if you had your way, forever, if he had his way- a second. You finally willed your legs to step aside and away from the unclothed man.

‘Uh-thanks’ you never stutter, but something about the heavy and thick air around makes it hard to take controlled breaths. ‘For the washing i mean’ you correct yourself. You will never admit to him out loud that him complimenting your eyes made your heart stumble and your brain freeze. You turned around to escape the situation, completely missing the amused expression on the man’s face. ‘You are welcome’ he extends his hand out walking to your side not missing the way you try to put some distance in between the two of you.

‘I’m Jungkook’ he smiles, a complete 180 from his appearance, his smile was warm and genuine, the type of smile that is reflected not only in his eyes but his whole face. His nose scrunches up too cutely, you think to yourself. He somehow resembles a bunny? Mustering up all the courage and bravery your heart still had, you grasp his hand. Hm, soft, odd for a gym head. You knew what he was asking for, but you would not give it to him. As cute as he is, you still tried to tell yourself you were unimpressed. ‘And i’m a poor soul who lives in this block of flats’ you mutter ‘i will pay you back for the washing’.

As soon as you reached your tiny cramped room and settled down for that nap you’ve been craving, you could not help but replay the last words he said to you, sounding way too smug for his own good. ‘Is that you telling me to put a shirt on for your sake?’

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Invisible Chapter 8

Summary: YN YLN has always been third in Class 2-5, right behind Lee Su Ho and Kang Soo Jin but with both of them having left Saebom Highschool, this is her time to shine. That is until Han Seosangnim asks her to tutor Han Seo Jun. A guy who doesn’t even know she existed.

Ship: Han Seo Jun x Female Reader.

Word Count: 1564 words. Surprise surprise I can write a kinda short chapter when I want to apparently.

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Chapter 7.

Chapter 8:

Here you were standing with Seo Jun, in front of Han Ssaem. However, there were many differences between then and now. It’s been a few months since that confrontation with Hae Sung, though you did miss him very much. Your class, Si Woo and Cho Rong didn’t let you wallow in the sadness of being on hiatus with your best friend.

Now you could confidently call the people in your class your friends, Hyun Ji was still your best friend. But with Soo Ah and Ju Kyung, the four of you had grown quite close to each other. Before when Han Seo Jun scared the crap out of you.

Now, even his deadliest glares had others running away in fear. Made you laugh before you told him to carry on studying, you’d even been to his house, his mum and sister thinking the world of you. They were lovely, it was nice to have so many people there for you.

As the days had gone by and you’d gotten closer to your classmates and others. You realise just how isolating your friendship with Hae Sung had been. From others you were finding out that you weren’t the issue, people wanted to get to know you.

Hae Sung was the problem. While you were still sceptical about Hae Sung stopping others from being friends with you, it was still nice to know that people were interested in being your friend.

Suddenly you are pulled from your thoughts when Han Ssaem clears his throat and looks at you and Seo Jun, nervously without thinking you take Seo Jun’s hand in yours and squeeze it. Not paying attention to Seo Jun who looks at your hands clasped together and smiles at you. This would be the deciding time, would you still be Seo Jun’s tutor, had his grade improved or gotten worse. If you weren’t his tutor anymore, did you lose the friendships you’d made? Everything rested on finding out Seo Jun’s grades after the latest exams.

“Well done Seo Jun, you’ve improved, with the way your grade has gone up, with more help from YN, you might just make it into the top 20 of our class,” Han Ssaem said smiling. He knew picking you to tutor Han Seo Jun would work. Not just in helping Seo Jun but help you to connect with your class. Han Ssaem mentally patted his back; this had been one of his better ideas.

You and Seo Jun walked out of the Teachers Room. You were still processing what had happened. You were overjoyed, the minute you stepped out of the Teachers Room, you turned and hugged Seo Jun. At first, he stilled. Shocked that you were hugging him. Then slowly, put his arms around you and held onto you, pulling you closer to him if that was even possible. He whispered his thanks in your ear and you hugged him tighter in response.

“Ahem Ahem, mind telling the rest of us what happened,” Ju Kyung said cheekily. In the past few months, she had seen your relationship with Seo Jun flourish. Without a doubt, there were feelings there. From what Hyun Ji told her, you were most definitely in denial about your feelings for Seo Jun.

Han Seo Jun, on the other hand, refused to tell Ju Kyung or Cho Rong what his feelings for you were. Ju Kyung had a suspicion that Seo Jun had confided in Su Ho about his feelings for you. Sadly Su Ho refused to tell Ju Kyung about it. Something about promising Seo Jun that he wouldn't tell Ju Kyung and that Ju Kyung should just wait for Seo Jun to tell her himself.

However, with the way you two were hugging when they all came, Seo Jun may just be ready to admit his feelings for you. Which would be something to see, Ju Kyung was ready to help her best friend get a girlfriend. Especially someone like you, at times seeing Seo Jun and you together, Ju Kyung didn’t understand why you were denying your feelings, the chemistry was there to see. Go Won on more than one occasion had asked Ju Kyung if her brother and you were dating yet. Even Su Ho was waiting for Seo Jun and you to get together.

Hearing Ju Kyung’s voice, you pulled away from Seo Jun, smiling awkwardly at your friends. That hug had not been a smart idea. You were trying not to let this crush on Seo Jun became more than a small crush. Unfortunately, rather than the crush being crushed, it just grew with each studying session or time you spent with Seo Jun.

You vehemently denied your feelings to Hyun Ji and anyone else in your friend group or class. Yet in front of Mi Soo Unnie and Joon Oppa, all you did was gush about Seo Jun. To the point where Mi Soo Unnie and Joon Oppa were betting on when you’d finally confess and live happily ever after with Seo Jun. Wishful thinking on their part, there was no way Han Seo Jun liked you and for now, you were just happy being his tutor and friend.

“Han Ssaem was happy with Seo Jun’s result, he's improved and with more help thinks Seo Jun can get into the top 20 of our class rankings,” you tell them proudly. As scared as you had been with tutoring Seo Jun, it was an immensely proud feeling to know that all your and Seo Jun’s hard work for the last few months had shown. You were already planning to figure out what mistakes were made this time around. That you could help Seo Jun with that would lead to an even better result next time.

“Yah YLN YN, I don’t like that look on your face, we are taking a break from studying for the rest of the week and I don’t care what you say, I refuse to study,” Seo Jun said loudly, breaking you out of thinking about your plan.

“But you barely do your homework without me forcing you to do it and now without studying, I know you won’t do your homework and then we’ll be back to square one. Just think, these past few months, you haven’t been punished once for not doing homework, why to go back to that Seo Jun,” you say sadly, looking at Seo Jun, who seems to be avoiding making eye contact with you. Looking anywhere but at your face.

Seo Jun sighed annoyed, he knew you were looking at him, the minute he looked at you. He would give in. Then again, studying was just another excuse to spend time with you. Seo Jun knew that while you were serious about studying, he could get at least an hour or two of messing around with you.

Talking about anything and everything he could think of before you forced him to do his work. Seo Jun made eye contact with you, giving you a small smile. Nodding his head. Laughing when you nodded your head and excitedly started talking about the study plans you had been making in your head.

“As fascinating as your study plans are YN, let’s celebrate this by going out to get Ice Cream,” Hyun Ji said. Everyone nodded their heads in agreement though you were shaking your head, trying to get out of it. Seo Jun looked at you and said please. That was all it took for you to crumble and agree.

Hae Sung watched you from where he was standing in the corridor. The past few months without you had been horrible. He missed you terribly. Seeing your friendship with those in your class, annoyed him to no end. They didn’t deserve to be surrounded by your light, you were better off without them, they did nothing but bring you down. Eventually, you would figure that out and come back to him, but he wasn’t patient enough for that. He couldn’t figure out, what to do to get back into your life again.

Although last month you had talked to him and he had apologised for what he did and said. Sure, he didn’t mean it, he was a good enough actor to get you to believe him. So thank God that you were willing to forgive him. Even then, you still didn’t want to get back to normal with him and he didn’t know how to make that happen. This wasn’t like with Gong Jae Yi where he could make him go abroad. Hae Sung very well couldn’t get rid of your whole class, and Song Si Woo and Kim Cho Rong as well, but he had to do something.

At this rate, you and Han Seo Jun would get together and Lee Hae Sung would rather go blind than see you with that imbecile being all romantic together. You and Gong Jae Yi together had been enough to scar him for lifetimes to come. No, that was his worst nightmare. He needed to do something, to get you talking to him again. Once you were talking again, all he had to do was separate you from your class. Like he used to do and sooner or later they would all get tired of Hae Sung answering for you and that would be the end of those fledgeling friendships.

Chapter 9.

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