#I WAS DRAWING THIS IN MATH CLASS AN MY TEACHER SAW ME DOING IT

[moralesmilesanhour]

teamwork (makes the dream work...?) pt. 2

summary: miles is not exactly a productive work partner

wc: ~800

A/N: not much plot movement here, but a tiny bit of exposition sort of. Miles will calm down in the following chapters...maybe 🥴

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"Oh Miles? He's in some of my AP classes. Honor student," Your friend's voice filtered through your phone speakers while on the FaceTime call. She popped a potato chip in her mouth as she sat in bed and sniffled, at home with a nasty cold.

"I've heard his name before. I think his dad died, that true?"

"Yeah, a couple years ago. Say he used to be really sweet, and now he don't talk no more."

"That's sad," you remark. "Maybe that's why I'm only seeing him now."

"You actually saw him in class?!?"

Your friend's face was the picture of disbelief, eyes wide as saucers as if this was a rare event.

"Yeah, he's my partner for the week cuz you decided to go and get yo ass sick!" you explained, dramatically jabbing a finger at your phone screen.

"It's not my fault that kid from AP Chem sneezed on me, damn!"

"He's really smart, but his attitude fucking sucks. He draws good, though," you think out loud.

“It’s just a week, sis, give it four more days, you’ll be fine.”

“You’d better hope so, for your sake.”

-

The following afternoon saw you asking around, trying to piece together a picture of this kid that everyone simultaneously knew and didn’t know. By the time lunchtime ended and Ms. Jones’ calculus class rolled around, you had heard the following:

‘Almost flunked out of school…on purpose’.

‘Did graffiti on the school walls once.’

‘Freakishly quiet’.

‘Secretly joined a gang’.

That last bit made your stomach turn a little as you approached your new temporary seat. Sure enough, Miles was already slouched at his desk, twirling that same pen between his fingers like a drumstick. You didn’t bother to say ‘hi’ this time. He didn’t bother to look up, either.

Miles didn’t say a word during the lecture portion of class, not even to answer questions. Would explain why you’d hardly noticed him until this week.

As the heavy-set math teacher scanned the classroom, she frequently craned her neck and made brief eye contact with Miles, but never cold-called him.

Her skin was a chestnut shade, and she kept her dark hair pinned back in a tight, slick bun. The way she pressed her lips together as she moved on suggested that they’d been through this before, and she'd be sorely disappointed.

When her lecture ended, Miles suddenly stood to his full height.

You weren’t able to tell by the way he sat, but the boy was quite lanky. Even with his awkwardly-broad shoulders slumped, he likely was a half a head taller than you. Ms. Jones stopped her slow pacing around the classroom and sighed.

“Miles, sweetie, what did I say yesterday?”

Miles looked up at the ceiling and sighed in exasperation before plopping back down into his chair. He raised his hand as if it pained him to do so.

“Yes, Mr. Morales?”

“May I please use the restroom?”

A few snickers could be heard erupting around the classroom, and the woman rolled her eyes. An innocent smile was plastered over Miles’ face, revealing two deep dimples in his cheeks. If the smile had actually reached his eyes, you would’ve thought he was cute.

“Go ahead,” Jones relented.

The boy dropped the smile and noisily pushed his chair aside; As he shot back up from his seat and strolled past your desk towards the door, Jones narrowed her eyes at him.

“Hold it. Sir, where are your glasses?”

Miles stopped in his tracks, groaning loudly.

“Oh my god, I don’t need glasses to go potty, Ms. Jones. I can aim, I promise.”

“Make sure you put them on as soon as you get back, your mother told me to remind you. Go,” Jones said, waving her hand dismissively.

“Uh-huh, thank you, ma’am!” The boy was already in the hallway, letting the door slam behind him.

Today's partner work was just a packet of long equations to simplify, so you were only mildly irritated that Miles never seemed to return from his impromptu bathroom trip until the last fifteen minutes of class.

You looked up as he sauntered over to his desk, hands in his pockets.

“Where were you? Class is almost over,” you demanded.

Miles ignored you and sat down, picking up his pen to work at a long string of equations at lightning speed.

Suddenly, you reached over and snapped your fingers in front of him. The boy looked up with his lips curled into a grimace.

"What's good witchu? You got through the work, didn't you?" Miles hissed in a low whisper to avoid catching Ms. Jones' attention.

You frowned deeply. "And what if I didn't? I'd be struggling while you were off running around the damn school-"

"I needed time to myself," he interrupted. "To think."

" 'Think' about what?"

"Personal shit," Miles resumed his problem-solving. "Any more questions, officer?"

The school bell rang, pulling from you a sigh of relief that you wouldn't have to see him again for another 24 hours.

#miles morales #earth 42 miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles morales x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse #moralesanhour

[maxiscoolongg]

PATRICK HOCKSETTER HEADCANNONS

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☆ Lets bfr yall probably became friends because you were tutoring him on math because he is failing in school😭😭

★ like the teacher would pull you and Patrick aside after class and be like "Y/n you are going to be tutoring Patrick" you were stuned tbh

☆ Patrick however was really happy or something. When you guys were tutoring he kept asking questions about you.

★ You guys got surprisingly close.

☆ He gives you so much nicknames😭 (Ex: doll, dollface, pretty, darling, peaches)

★ he is really affectionate like REALLY affectionate.

——

You were at your locker getting your books for next period until you felt to hands go into your hoops of your shorts you giggled a little as you said "Hello pat" you said sweetly. That same sweet voic that made him fall in love with you "Hey dollface, I was thinking we watch a movie at your house?" He asked as his hands traveled to your waist as his head went onto your shoulder as you looked at him "Mm.. Maybe, I have dance after school" you said as you turned around

"Awh, come one can't you just skip one class, prettyface" He said flirty "I guess I can, but if my mom yells at me I will blame you" You said smiling a tiny bit as he smirked.

——

☆ He was the one who confessed to you for sure.

★ he LOVES watching horror movies.

☆ He for sure loves scream (Pretened it was released then)

★ Loves the way you get closer to him everytime a murder scene pops up

☆ If you don't flinch he love if you rant about it.

——

You guys were watching a movie and a murder scene popped up, he looked at you a little as you got closer in fear he watched as your brows came together as the character made a stupid decision "Oh my God!- she is so stupid! Why wouldn't she run the other way!" You yelled as he chuckled a little. He ADORED the way you ranted about movies he loves it so much.

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★ Loves your lips, thighs, waist, ass,

☆ Definitely whispers stuff in your ear during school like ge would wishper stuff to make you laugh or to make you flustered

★ Your scared of the Bowers gang. Without a doubt, they are nice to you (Vic is the nicest) but still. You are friends with the losers and the keep telling you about them but you say "They're nice to me though!"

☆ Patrick definitely stalks you and takes pictures without permission. He loves the pictures of you drawing in class,

——

YANDERE PATRICK HC

♡ you thought the relationship was all lovey dovey? No way.

♥︎ this man is so fucking overprotective, to the point its not even funny anymore

♡ if your asking me bro probably started stalking you in the 6th grade💀🙏🏻

♥︎ anyway, he probably planned the whole tutoring thing cause believe it or not he is actually probably really smart.

♡ teachers are SCARED of patrick, bro can practically get anything he wants so be careful my guy.

♥︎ If your hanging out with one of friends? Nope. Not any more! Patrick can keep you company,

♡ loves and I mean LOVES when he takes photos of you when you don't know, like bro will definitely pull a Johnathan byers and take photos of you changing. Not even kidding.

——

"I'm going to bed night ma!" You said to your mom as you gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked in your room closing the door behind you as you walked to your closet and took off your top to grab a pajama shirt

"God.." Patrick whispered from outside of your window, he was far but not the far, he was far enough you couldn't see him. He took a quick photo and almost chocked on his breath when he saw you bare naked. "Fucking gorgeous, darling" he whispered to himself but then again towards you

——

♥︎ bro is a sneaky mother fucker, steals everything.

♡ think a bracelet of yours looks nice? His now. No he doesn't do it because he wants it, he did it because he thinks you looked good wearing it and now he wants it so he can have a piece of you on him.

(EDITED March, 31st 2023.)

THATS ALL I HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!!

#bowers gang #henry bowers #patrick hocksetter x reader #patrick hockstetter #patrick hocksetter imagine

[6rookie-writer0110]

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Haley Dunphy X Male Reader

Warning: Smut.

Request: haley dunphy x male reader smut. The reader tutoring Haley in college. Haley and reader are in library alone and their tutoring it leads to a smut. After smut there in a relationship.

Haley is in college and she is failing math class. She doesn't want to repeat the class again and she doesn't know what to do.

“You have a chance to pass. I know a math tutor and he is great at helping people. His name is Y/n and I will let him know that you need a tutor” He said.

“Oh, that's good to know. Where I can find him?” Haley said.

“At this time he should be at the library,” He said.

“And how do I get to the library?” Haley asked.

The professor was stunned that she didn't where it is. But he did tell her how to find the library, she left the class and she asked the staff where she can find you. Haley found you by the science books and she introduced herself.

“Hi, I'm Haley, and Professor Smith told me I can find you here” Haley smiled.

“I know who you are. We have the same class” You said.

“We do?” Haley asked.

“Yeah, in math class I sit behind you. And last year we had art class together and I quote ‘easy A’ “ You said.

“Oh. I don't remember you and the art teacher made us draw that castle which was hard. I'm sorry I don't remember you” Haley said.

“Don’t worry about it. So, you need me to tutor you in math?” You said.

“Yes! So can you tutor me?” Haley asked.

“Sure, but I charge by the hour. And did you bring your book and notebook?” You said.

“No, I didn't buy the textbook,” Haley said.

“Okay, we can use mine. Sit down and we will start right now” You said.

“Oh good. What is your name?” Haley said.

“My name is Y/n,” You said.

She nods then she smiled at you. She sits down next to you and you asked where she needs help, which was everything. But you start with the basic rules of math then you start with the easy problems. Haley didn't understand everything at once, she would forget the steps and takes a while to count the numbers in her mind. You show her an easy trick to do on paper instead of using her mind.

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For the past two weeks, you have been tutoring her in math. She was late a few times then you told her not to be late again or else, but she did listen to you. She still struggles with math but she doesn't forget the basic steps. She would flirt with you and you tell her that she is pretty and she would blush. She would ask questions to get to know you better and you ask her questions too.

Haley did develop a crush on you. She would flirt with you to see if you like her. And she was happy to know that you don't have a girlfriend.

“Do you think I will pass the exam?” Haley asked.

“Yeah, I know you will pass,” You said.

“So... What is going on with Sarah, I saw her talk with you after class” Haley said.

“She wanted to know if I can lend her my notes,” You said.

“Oh, I thought she was flirting with you,” Haley said.

“No. She did flirt but I didn't flirt back” You said.

“She doesn't seem like your type,” Haley said.

“You don't know what is my type,” You said.

“Oh, I know” Haley smirked.

You continued to tutor Haley.

✯ ✯ ✯ ✯

Haley is feeling horny and she is sitting very close to you. And you noticed she wearing a top that shows off her breasts. She is touching your arm and telling you how handsome you look.

“You seem... Flirty today” You said.

She put her hand on your thigh. Today the library is empty because usually, everyone is getting ready for the weekend. Plus, you sit in the back with Haley.

“You seem tensed, I can help you to feel less tense,” Haley said.

“How?” You asked.

You feel her lips close to your ear, then she unzipped your pants. She takes out your cock then she starts to whisper, and she starts to stroke your cock.

“You know what I mean, Y/n. I want you” Haley whispered

“I-I”

“Shh, It's just us here. I want to feel you inside me” Haley whispered.

She starts to stroke your cock faster. Then she kissed your ear and you are starting to get turned on.

“I want to feel your dick inside me, Y/n” Haley whispered.

She looks around and no one is around. She goes under the table and you are in shock. She opened her mouth and starts to suck your cock, you are looking around and try not to moan. Haley is moaning while sucking your cock, and you start to push her head down. Her pussy is getting wet and her panties are soaked. You keep pushing her head down and your cock is getting hard.

She is giving you a handjob while she is sucking your cock. She is making you feel good and you never got a blowjob in public before. You are trying hard not to moan then she starts to deep-throat your cock.

“Fuck” You mumbled.

She keeps moaning while sucking your cock. She stopped and she is breathing hard and her cheeks are red. Then she gets up and sits next to you with a smirk.

“Wow! I never had a blowjob in public” You smiled.

“You can take that off your bucket list” Haley smiled.

She leans in and you feel her lips on yours. You start to kiss her back and you slide your under her shirt. You squeeze her breast hard and she starts to smile. She is wearing a skirt then she grabbed your hand. You slide her panties to the side and she gasped when she felt your fingers go inside her pussy.

“Wow, you are really wet” You whispered.

You rub her pussy faster and she bites her bottom lip. She is trying hard not to moan and she can't stay still. You thrust your fingers deep and her pussy start to squeeze your fingers.

“You like this? Being touched in public” You whispered

“Just from you, yeah” Haley moans

You kiss her neck.

“Meet me in the back,” You said.

You put your cock away then she follows you towards the back. No one goes back there, you and Haley won't get caught by anyone.

You pulled her close and then start to kiss her hard. You are squeezing her ass hard then she starts to take out your cock. You are kissing her neck, then you have her against the bookshelf. You go down on your knees and pull down her panties, then she put her leg on your shoulder and you look up.

“Don’t moan, Haley” You said.

“I won't,” Haley said

You lick her folds then you start to eat her out. She is liking your tongue inside her pussy and your cock starts to twitch. You are moaning while eating her out and you are moving your tongue faster. You suck on her folds and you start to kiss her thighs. Now, You start to rub her pussy fast and she almost moans loud.

“Y/n, fuck!” Haley mumbled.

She is pushing your head down.

“You taste so fucking good, Haley,” You said.

“Wow, you definitely know how to use your tongue” Haley smiled.

You stand up then she picks up her right leg and put it around your body. Your cock goes inside her pussy and she whimpers, then you grabbed her hips. You begin to fuck her, and you and Haley are trying not to moan. You thrust your cock deeper and she cums on your cock.

“Fuck me” Haley mumbled.

Then you wrapped your arms around her body, you picked her up. She has her legs wrapped tight around you, then she starts to kiss you hard. You are fucking her faster and you tell her not to moan. Again, she cums on your cock

“I have been thinking about this for days, Y/n” Haley whispered.

“You are so hot” You mumbled.

Now, Haley is semi-bent over and you are fucking her doggy style. You thrust your cock deeper and you start to cum inside her pussy. You keep moving your hips and you start to squeeze her breasts hard. You cum again inside her pussy and you start to breathe hard.

Now she goes down on her knees, you watch her suck your dick. She is moaning again while sucking your cock, then she licks the cum off your cock and swallows it. Then she swirls her tongue around the tip and she starts to lick your cock.

“Next time, I want to hear you moan,” You said.

“That could happen again” Haley winked.

✯ ✯ ✯ ✯

You and Haley became a couple. She did pass her math exam and to celebrate, she had sex with you in her dorm room. You liked how she moans and Haley couldn't stop touching you. You and Haley are laying next to each other naked.

“Wow, you made cum twice” Haley smiled.

“You made me cum hard,” You said.

“How about I stay at your place? My roommate is annoying me and I need space from her” Haley said.

You smiled

“Yeah, you can stay at my place. Plus, you can be loud as you want” You said.

“Only if you buy me dinner” Haley smiled.

She gave you a peck on the lips.

#Haley Dunphy imagine #Haley Dunphy smut #Haley Dunphy x male reader #Haley Dunphy x reader #x male reader #male!reader #male reader #modern family imagine

[saksukei]

ushijima love letters au

masterlist | suna love letters au

you laughed as you read the crinkled letter with messy writing, in your hands,, how long had it been? eight or nine years? time had gone by so quickly,,,

you distinctly remember the first time you ever received ushijima’s cute little notes.

you had come back from the chemistry lab,, and found a piece of paper on your desk saying “i hope you had breakfast.”

assuming that it was a silly prank, you just tossed the little note alongside some papers in the depths of your school bag,,,

till you received another one the next day,, saying “morning runs are healthy. so maybe go on one sometime?”

and you were like (─.─||) is this person trying to say that I've put on weight??!!! DO THEY KNOW IM HUMAN AND ITS NORMAL TO PUT ON WEIGHT

you threw the note in your bag again

and then, the same happened the next day

except this note said,,, “sorry about the last chit. my friend told me I sounded rude. how was your day?”

you were like ??? can this person not make their mind up??? hello??

and so you kept on receiving them,, they ranged from “hope you did your math homework” to “carry a spare water bottle” to “stay safe when going back home”

and you got so used to receiving these notes that your day sort of felt incomplete without them,,, and you thought that you wanted to find the culprit behind them

and so,, you hid behind your class door,, to check who would come in to leave the little notes on your desk,,,

someone did come into class and it was not the person you expected. it was tendou. you figured you should confront him, it was now or never.

“so you're the one that's been sending me chits?!” you ask, and tendou jumps, not expecting you to be there.

“uhh–” he trails off, scratching the back of his head.

“sorry, I don't mean to put you in an awkward spot but I wanted to thank you for–”

“it’s not me, I'm only the messenger,” tendou interrupts. “he’s going to kill me if I tell you this–but it's ushijima,” tendou explains. “he likes you but he doesn't know how to say it so I suggested this way would be more better.”

and you were like (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

“yOU MEAN USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI THE VOLLEYBALL TEAM CAPTAIN AND ACE LIKES ME????”

“sheesh no need to yell,” tendou retorted,,

“sorry, force of habit,” you smile sheepishly. “is there any chance you could get me to talk to ushijima?”

“as long as you don't reject him too harshly–then yes.”

tendou leads you to the captain who is practicing his spikes in the gym.

ushijima stares blankly when he sees you entering, despite his heart going fifty miles per hour. why were you here? you never visited the gymnasium.

he had in fact first seen you in his math class when you sat near the window and he was sitting behind you, watching you draw doodles on your textbook. eventually, it became a routine, where he'd chuckle at your little drawings of your math teacher.

he started looking for you during lunch hour, just having your presence around was enough for him. he never found it within himself to have the courage to talk to you. you were so nice, so kind and so out of his league.

it wasn't until tendou suggested this little idea that ushijima thought he might finally get to interact with you.

“hi, ushijima can I talk to you?” you ask, shyly and tendou nudges ushijima towards you, who manages to stutter out “yes you may,” following you outside.

“i saw tendou leaving the small chit on my desk,” you confess, and while ushijima has never been hit by a volleyball on the face, he sure feels like it would hurt less.

“i–i don't mean to embarrass you or anything!” you clear out, witnessing his spiral. “i wanted to say thank you, the notes were really sweet. And I was actually wondering if you'd like to go out on a date.”

youve never seen such a stoic man get red so fast. “i’d like that a lot yes.”

and while it's been years since school ended and you two have been together forever, he still leaves you the cutest notes.

#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu!! #ushijima scenarios #ushijima wakatoshi imagines #ushijima x reader #ushijima headcanons #ushijima hcs #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #ushijima x y/n

[fandoms--fluff]

Sleepy Head

Female vampire reader x Hope Mikaelson

Summary: You don't want to get out of bed in the morning, but Hope has different plans

Warnings: swearing

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Hope woke up to the sound of the blaring alarm clock on the nightstand and quickly turned it off. Looking down, wrapped in her arms, you groaned, not wanting to get out of bed.

“Come on, we have to get up, baby” Hope kissed the top of your head. 

“It’s too early for this shit” You mumbled out, and pulled the blanket over your head before nuzzling further into your girlfriend’s chest. 

Hope looked down and rolled her eyes with her lip twitched up into a smile at your antics. You guys have been through this basically every morning and it’s still a hassle to get out of the comfy bed.

"I agree, but if we don't go to classes, we're going to get in trouble. So time to get up, sleepy head" she said, slowly peeling the blanket away from you.

She's met with your grumpy looking face looking up at her with a pout on your lips. "Hmmph" you said and tightened your hold on her.

"I'll carry you down to breakfast in your pajamas if you don't get up" she tells you.

"Okay, okay, getting up now. Geeze mom" you grumbled.

She chuckled and got out of your slackened hold. As she was getting dressed, she watched you also getting ready haphazardly. Considering you're a vampire, she'd thought that you'd be the energetic one out of the both of you in the morning, but she was ultimately wrong.

After slowly getting out of the comfy bed, you get dressed into the first clothing items you see which are ironically Hope's sweatpants and t-shirt. She better not mind, considering it was her doing to get you away from the warmth.

After brushing your teeth and washing your face in the bathroom, you decided to give Hope the silent treatment. Though it all lasted for a total of 6 minutes and 24 seconds when you laid your head on her shoulder instead of eating the cereal in front of you.

"You done giving me the silent treatment now?" She asked amused. "Oh, shush" you said with your eyes closed.

-

"Y/n...hello? Earth to y/n. Y/N!" Lizzie waved a hand in front of your face.

"What?" You asked groggily, coming back to reality just to notice that you're in math class.

"I get that your normally tired, but this has been the entire day... Did you and Hope have a long night?" Your best friend asked, smirking.

"Real mature. No, I just don't exactly like classes when I could be in my bed upstairs. Especially math, I hate math" you look up at the board and grimace at the equations written out.

"Who's stupid idea was it to put letters in math?" You groaned, shutting your textbook and ultimately giving up while Lizzie chuckles, used to your hatred for the subject.

"It would be funny if you actually knew him and now loath him" Lizzie told you, thinking of how it could be a possibility from you being a vampire since 1656.

"Then I'd go back in time to kick his ass so hard he can never sit again" you quickly came up with the idea. "Let me know when, I'll tag along" Lizzie shared a matching smirk with you. "Of course" you said before feeling someone standing behind you guys.

"Really? I suggest opening your textbook back up as we still have twenty minutes left" you heard the voice from behind you which made Lizzie jump in surprise. He nodded down to your closed textbook that you haven't exactly ever used during the year besides for a drawing surface.

You turned around and saw the teacher there, and watched as he walked away. You just rolled your eyes before groaning and turning back forward.

"Whyyyyyy" you groaned again and Lizzie placed a hand on your back in comfort. "It'll be over soon and then you can go back and have some steamy time with Hope" lizze 'consoled' you.

"Oh haha" you sarcastically said.

-

A long nineteen minutes later, the bell rang, telling everyone classes were over for the day.

"Finally!" You exclaimed and were the first one out the door while Lizzie packed up her stuff, laughing at your sudden energy.

You walked through the halls, over to where Hope's last class is, and see her walking out of the classroom with a textbook in her hand. Quickly, you walked over to her and held her unoccupied hand, leading (more like pulling) her up the stairs to where the rooms are.

"Hey y/n/n, you alright?" Hope asked, concern etched in her voice.

"Yep" you said, opening the door to your guys' dorm.

You dropped your bag onto the ground next to the desk and flopped onto the bed. Hope put her things down after closing the door and turned back around to see you laying on the bed, making grabby hands at her.

She smiled and made her way over to you, laying down with your arms wrapped around her and her head laying on your chest, breathing in your scent.

You adjusted yourself after a couple minutes so one hand was still wrapped around her tightly and the other ran through her smooth auburn hair.

"Staying here forever" Hope told you before she dozed off.

"I agree, baby" you kissed her head.

#hope mikaelson #hope mikaelson x fem reader #hope mikaelson x female reader #hope x reader #hope mikaelson x reader #hope marshall #cute hope mikaelson #vampire!reader #vampire reader #vampire reader x hope mikaelson #lizzie saltzman #cute #fluff #thevampirediaries #legacies

[fictionalmenxyn]

College Life, pt.2

(College student!rugby player!Ghost x college student!art student!Y/n)

Summary: Y/n shears a dorm room/apartment with the one and only Ghost one of the top three best players in rugby. Although he’s quiet he’s quite popular and well known, you aren’t so much. You two have been very close since Ghost made the first move but does Ghost what to take things further?

Tw: contact sport (no injuries) and I don’t think there are anymore but if they are plz let me know by a message <3

Idk maybe a part three like last time depends if I can fit it. Also if f/n pops up I mean it as friends name :)

It’s currently third lesson, you are walking with your friend, f/n. You both had the same lesson together which was history. As you both walked in and sat in your usual spots you both pulled out your folders and started to work considering you were doing your coursework. You were chatting and working as time went on; about halfway through the lesson there was a knock at the door. You didn’t bother looking since you were going to loose the sentence you had thought about and if you didn’t finish that sentence you’d forget (relatable irl). You placed the pen on the paper as you dotted a full stop to finish said sentence. Then you had heard your name be called. You looked over to see Ghost next to your teacher; you spoke “yes, miss?” She replied “Ghost needs you a minute” you looked over to him and got out of your chair and started to walk towards the two. Once you two stepped foot outside the classroom and shut the door he spoke “can I ask you a favour?” You politely asked “what is the favour?” He answered “since I know your really good at drawing and like really good at it. I told my coach about your drawings and he has asked if you could maybe draw us a new team badge?” You smiled at the fact he had told someone about you and your art as that was your best quality. You spoke “is there a specific day I need to do it by?” He responded “uhh about two weeks time?” You nodded and spoke “I can do that, I just need to know what he wants to be on the badge and what style he wants it” Ghost nodded and spoke “if you meet me at mr.James room at lunch he’ll probably write a list or something” you smiled and nodded. Surprisingly he had pulled you into a hug and spoke “thanks Y/n/n. This means so much” you spoke happily “glad to help, and thanks for the hug. Didn’t expect you to do that” you both chuckled and he spoke “well.. I’ll see you later, eh?” You nodded and watched him walk down the corridor (hallway). You went back into class and over to your f/n to continue doing your work. They had asked what he wanted so you told them and they smiled knowing if you two were together it would be a perfect match. Sometime later, the bell went and now it was fourth lesson and the lesson was maths. Walking in you saw the usual smart ones already there, which was nothing new. You sat in your seat knowing you were on your own, due to your other friend being off from illness. Grabbing your book you placed it on the table. But in the corner of your eye you saw someone sat next to you; looking to your left you saw Ghost. You spoke “so your sitting by me today?” He jokingly said “do you not want me to?” He chuckled while you spoke “yes.. well, I’m just wondering because I thought you’d sit with your friends?” He once again chuckled and spoke “well they can sit on the desk in front and next to me, if you don’t mind?” You spoke “not at all, I’m friends with most” little did you know he actually smiled under his mask. Now working, your pen had seemed to run out. You mumbled to yourself “damn it” Ghost placed a pen on your book and spoke “here have my spare one” you smiled and thanked him. Gosh your falling for him hard you thought, you also thought about how most people were intimidated by him but he never was like that to you through your eyes. Once you had finished all your work you checked to see if Ghost was done and he had just finished. You spoke “after lunch I’m going home” he looked down at you since there was a height difference. He spoke “ok” you asked “want me to make you something or get you anything from the shop?” He shook his head and replied “no thanks” you nodded and turned to face the front again. You watched and listened the boys talking about random topics and joined in on a few when they asked for your opinion or thoughts. After that the bell had rang and you grabbed your bag and followed Ghost as you both went to Mr.James room. Once you both got there Ghost knocked on the door and waited to be beckoned in. You and Ghost stood by the teachers desk as he wrote a quick list of things to be added to the badge. Then you went home…

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[chansslvr]

linked lines-hwang hyunjin x male reader

+hwang hyunjin+

+003, linked lines, hwang hyunjin, _chansslvr+

+genre; angst+

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©_chansslvr do not copy, translate or change any of my work

warnings: mentions of bl00d, beating the reader up, angst, divorced parents, abuse, swears (i think im not too sure lol)

m/n lived in a world where everybody had soulmates. they could communicate by drawing/writing on their body. most people found their soulmates, but m/n wasn't keen at all. in fact, he promised himself that he would never meet his soulmate, he would only drag them down.

m/n hated his life at this point. he was depressed, and if he said he wasn't he'd be lying. even though it was pretty severe, he was still popular. people did notice how he was usually upset or quiet, but nobody commented on it. he was popular due to his looks. did he like the attention? sometimes. and those 'sometimes' were very very rare. he was pretty, and everybody knew it.

m/n was currently in maths, and he hated the subject. hell, he hated school. what was the point? it wasn't gonna get him anywhere anyway. m/n furrowed his brows as his teacher kept on talking about algebra. how the hell did letters have anything to do with numbers? he looked down at his book, to be met with a few answers he copied from the person next to him.

with a sigh, m/n grabbed his pen. after a few seconds of hesitation, and thinking of the detention he was 100% going to get, he began doodling on his arm. it was small, nothing too special. it had loads of lines, like he was sketching. except it was on his arm. m/n continued doodling until he got bored. he sighed again and looked back at his book, deciding to focus on his work.

towards the end half of the lesson, m/n felt a tingling sensation on his arm. he pulled his sleeve up ever so slightly to see the words 'you're a good artist!' with a small smiley face. m/n furrowed his brows and picked up his pen, quickly writing down 'no i'm not.' he watched again as the tingling sensation came back. now the words 'don't think so badly of yourself' proudly presented themselves on his wrist.

m/n frowned and put his pen down, resting his elbow on the table and letting his head lean on his palm. before he knew it, the lesson ended. with a slight groan, m/n stood up and packed away his belongings before abruptly leaving the classroom, ignoring the yells from the teacher saying stuff like, "i didn't tell you to pack up!" and scoldings, along with the murmurs and whispers from the class.

it was now saturday, which m/n dreaded. tomorrow, he had a taekwondo competition tomorrow, which he was not excited for. he heard rumours that a group called 'stray kids' were going to perform. he shrugged it off, and sat at his desk. he put on his headphones to ignore the yelling coming from downstairs as his father yelled at his new 'girlfriend.'

his parents had gotten divorced when m/n was around ten, he remembered the day as if it was yesterday.

"i'm sick of this, minjun! we have been married for fourteen years and you're deciding to cheat on me now?!" m/n's mother yelled at m/n's father. m/n watched from behind the wall, tears streaming down his cheeks. his parents had gotten into fights, but they were never this bad.

"for the last time sun hee, i was not cheating!" m/n's father screamed back. the day was perfectly fine before m/n's father had brought someone home from work. m/n saw it too. he watched as his father made out with some young, ugly woman. 'doesn't papa only do that with mama?' m/n asked himself as he watched from the sofa, as his father was now unbuttoning the lady's blouse.

then, they went upstairs. m/n furrowed his eyebrows, before shrugging and turning back to the tv. after a few hours, m/n heard the front door open. m/n's mother entered, she looked tired as usual. she entered the living room after taking off her heels and replacing them with slippers."ah, m/n. has papa fed you yet?" m/n looked up at his mother and shook his head. m/n heard his mother sigh, probably from fatigue, and gently kissed m/n's temple. the gentle, loving gesture being cut by a loud moan. m/n's mother pulled away from his son's forehead and looked at the stairs.

"one second, mama will be back, okay?" m/n's mother ruffled m/n's hair and went upstairs. m/n looked at the stairs for a few seconds before looking back at the tv. all of a sudden, m/n heard his mother scream. it was more of a gasp, but the kid was nine, his imagination wild, what did you expect? m/n went upstairs, and watched from behind the door as m/n's mother stood, frozen in shock, horror, disgust and anger as she saw her husband sleeping with another lady.

"what the hell?!" m/n's father yelled in english, looking up to see his wife. he sat up and glared at her.

that's how they were in the situation now. after a few minutes of loud yelling, and the lady getting up, dressing herself and leaving, m/n's mother now grabbed a suitcase and began packing her belongings. "yah, sun hee! what are you doing?!" m/n's father yelled, standing up and watching as his, now, ex wife packing to leave. "i'm leaving. forget you and your cheating ass!" m/n's mother cursed as she opened the closet, grabbing all of her clothing. after what seemed like hours, m/n's mother left the bedroom, then noticed her son. she put the suitcase down so it stood up and kneeled so she was on the same eye level as her son.

she gently caressed m/n's wet cheek, dripping with salty tears full of upset and horror. "m/n, mama will be back okay?" she pulled m/n into a hug, but all m/n could do was stand there in shock. "mama, where are you going?" m/n managed to say, his eyes wide and lips trembling. "mama's gonna take a break from papa. be a good boy for mama, yeah?" m/n's heart broke as he realised his mother was leaving. for good.

"why are you leaving me, mama?" m/n asked, his little face now scrunched up in upset. "mama isn't leaving you. she's gonna be back when she can, alright? don't cry my baby." she brought m/n's head to her chest, caressing his scalp gently. all while this was happening, m/n's father glared daggers into his son. he was the problem, and he knew it. but he still blamed it on his good for nothing son. after a few minutes of m/n's whimpering, his mother pulled back, smiling slightly, her eyes red from crying too much. she kissed m/n's forehead and stood up, dusting off her skirt and leaving. m/n ran downstairs, he couldn't let his mother leave him. no way. his heart got shattered into millions of pieces as his mother walked out, not even looking back once.

then, m/n just grew up. he was hit, by his father, but also hit with the emotional trauma and depression he had got gifted. now and again, m/n's father got a new side hoe, m/n was so grateful for those times. then, he wasn't hit. instead, it was the women who got his pain.

m/n shivered as the memory bubbled back up from the deep dark depths of his mind. he looked down at his arm, still seeing the writing from earlier. he scrubbed his arm with a wet tissue before giving up and starting on his long pile of homework. after completing three assignments, one being of art and the other two science (more specifically chemistry and biology), he felt the tingling sensation on his arm. he looked down and saw a few sentences. m/n's brows furrowed as he read through them. it clearly read 'hey, yk we are soulmates and all, right? i was wondering why you never write. like, the only time i hear from you is when your doodling all over our arms, and then writing random letters.'

m/n groaned and picked up a pen before clearly writing 'i don't want a soulmate. i don't want you, and you shouldn't want me either, okay? i'm not interested, alright? and also, why don't you get it? if im not writing, it's pretty clear i want nothing to do with you. leave me alone and don't write to me.' m/n could feel his heart wrenching when he wrote that. he didn't mean to word it so harshly, he just didn't want to make his soulmate feel depressed because of his pity story. he rubbed his eyes, tears now threatening to fall. he played his song louder to drown out the yelling from his father and starting his english essay.

*hyunjin pov*

hyunjin felt his heart breaking as he read the words his soulmate wrote. he was in the practise room, he was sitting in the corner, leaning on the wall. the other members were drinking, more like gulping, down water. hyunjin, however, thought that this was the perfect opportunity to communicate with his soulmate. seungmin eventually noticed hyunjin's heart broken expression and sat down next to him and glanced at his arm.

*sorry i don't rlly know what to write here- but it's basically all the members finding out that hyunjin's soulmate was a 'bitch'*

m/n sighed as he pulled off his shirt to change. it was now sunday, which meant he had a huge taekwondo competition. he was in the changing room, and was getting changed. his coach was trying to hype up m/n with shoulder pats and words of advice. basic stuff like, "you're my best student kid, you can do it." and "i have faith in you."

after changing, and being introduced to one of his many opponents, the competition began. m/n was quite a thin boy, due to the basic lack of nutrition his father provided, but still managed to beat the other, much bigger and muscular, guy. m/n put his pain and trauma into every punch and kick. it wasn't like anybody was rooting for him. why was he even doing this in the first place? all these questions bombarded m/n's mind and before he knew it, the second round was over. with a few pants for breath, m/n bowed to his opponent before his coach came into the ring and patted m/n's back with a proud grin.

"m/n, i knew you could do it!" m/n looked up to his coach and smiled slightly. for once, he seemed slightly proud of himself. he was brought to a bench to recharge for his last and final opponent, he was pretty big so m/n had to work pretty hard to win. there was a short break and stray kids came up on stage. m/n raised a brow as he began drinking his water. so the rumours were true. stray kids began to perform venom and maniac. through the performance, m/n was sat next to his coach, who was telling m/n how proud he was, and stuff like that.

m/n's coach was the only type of father figure he had, and his coach understood m/n's situation and had loads of sympathy for the boy. m/n's coach was nice, friendly, the middle aged father figure everybody needed once and a while. m/n could remember those nights where he couldn't handle it anymore, and whose arms did he run into? his coach. m/n knew his coach since he was five, where his mother and father brought him to a taekwondo class. his mother said it was needed in case m/n was in a risky situation, but never expected m/n to get a brown belt when he was nine. his father, however, couldn't give a shit.

m/n rested his head against his coach's shoulder. "hey, who organised the whole performance thing?" m/n asked curiously as he watched stray kids perform maniac. "oh, one of the directors, i believe." m/n's coach replied, watching the performance too. "ah, okay." m/n nodded slightly, sitting up and drinking some of his water.

after the performance, stray kids sat back down in their seats, the next and final match beginning. the members had to admit, that the h/c boy was pretty good. especially if he took down all those bigger guys he had to go against. after a few minutes of throwing punches and kicks at each other, m/n's opponent finally fell to the mat. m/n looked up, panting, and looked at his coach who was grinning so hard his jaw probably ached.

"l/n m/n has won the competition." the presenters announced through the black speakers located around the hall/stadium. m/n's coach practically burst into tears as he watched m/n's arm get raised by the referee (im not rlly sure, i don't do taekwondo, please correct me if i'm wrong). after m/n's win was announced, m/n's coach quickly ran up to m/n and hugged him tightly. "m/n! you did it! i knew you could!" m/n could hardly hear his coach as the crowd erupted into screaming. m/n smiled slightly, just slightly and was brought off the mat. he was given his bottle of water and a few minutes later, had to go back up to receive his award by the idols.

chan gave m/n his medal with a smile and congratulating him. m/n muttered a small 'thank you' as he received the award. when m/n reached his arm out to be handed his medal, all the members then saw the writing that had also been on hyunjin's arm. hyunjin's smile just faded and the same thing happened with the rest of the members as they were now slightly glaring at m/n. after he received the award, m/n's coach approached m/n and brought him back to the changing rooms, now pulling him into a sort of side hug.

now m/n was by himself in the changing rooms. he pulled his shirt off of his shoulders and shook his head, trying to get some of the sweat out of his hair. he was about to change, but he was suddenly pushed to the lockers, the lockers banging loudly against each other. m/n's breath hitched as he looked up at the guy who he thought was going to kill him. to his surprise, it was the guy who gave him the award.

"shit." he curses and began struggling against chan's grip. "what the hell? get off of me." he tried to push chan off, but his grip tightened. all of a sudden, m/n felt blood coming out of his mouth, and leaking from his nose. it took him a few seconds to realise he just got punched in the face by one of the other members. 'fuck, i'm going to die today. twice.' m/n thought as he realised he was probably going to get beaten up here, then get beaten to a pulp at home by his father, who was most likely already beginning his drinking cycle.

he tried to kick the two members off but only got met with a punch to the stomach. m/n shook his head and began to feel lightheaded. he was used to it, though. his body just got used to the beatings, but some places weren't quite prepared. as soon as he felt another punch in the shoulder, he knew he was gonna faint or die. whichever came first.

before he knew it, his head just lunged forward as he lost consciousness. chan immediately let go of the boy, his body going limp and falling to the ground, unfortunately for m/n, head first. "chan, what the fuck did you do?!" minho whisper yelled as he looked at the now bleeding boy. "i didn't punch him! it was changbin and jeongin!" minho turned to the two boys who just stared at the unconscious boy laying on the, what seemed to be, concrete floor. "fuck, we're going to prison." felix said and shook his head before trying to grab the boy. seungmin nodded slightly and helped felix, now laying the boy on his back so he was facing the ceiling.

well, if he was alive anyway. chan, along with the rest of the members leaned in ever so slightly to see the boy's injuries. han flinched and took a few steps back. to say they were bad, would be an underestimation. m/n now had a bleeding nose, blood literally oozing out of his mouth, a bruise on his temple and a cut on his forehead. "shit." chan whispered. "someone check his pulse." felix suggested and changbin quickly brought two fingers to the boy's left upper side of his neck. "he's alive. i think." seungmin rolled his eyes and put his hand on the boy's now bruised chest. "yeah, he's alive."

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[rieadiary]

PERSONAL

shyboy!anton x popular!reader

summary ; wherein your friend places a bet on you about anton and it makes you feel way more than you originally thought

warnings ; betting, kissing, friends being pick me, blackfem!, swimming(?).

a/n ; not this being like those corny wattpad fanfics, also recommended songs are ocean eyes by Billie ellish and open arms by sza! this almost ended like my last fic 😟

The new kid walked in with a hat covering his eyes and all black on, you weren’t too worried about who he was because he was new and you were almost sure he wouldn’t had have anything to do with you.

You continued doing your homework as you heard the teacher ask him to introduce himself.

“My names Anton, and I’m uh- on the swimming team”

Your friends next to you giggled and whispering how they thought he was strong. Y’all were seniors and this was when boys started bulking and paying attention to themselves, or that was what you assumed your friends were saying.

He sat down next to a girl on the other side of the classroom and Kanesha, your friend turned around towards you, “I’m drooling what- he’s so fine” she whispered, biting her lip at him. “I can’t even see his face, but to each their own” you follow up with a laugh not surprised your friend was drooling over another new kid.

“No but— oh girl look! He has his hat off!”

You glanced towards him and saw his features more, you rolled your eyes. He was pretty but that didn’t mean you’d be drooling over him so soon. You were the type of fall for someone because of how they act, not because of how they looked. “Oh wow. I can’t believe what I’m seeing!” You said sarcastically and dryly and kanesha scoffed resting her hand on her palm “girl boo. If he was sitting next to you- you’d be drooling too”

“Mhm. If you say so” you laughed at her, drawing for your math project. Kanesha hummed, “why don’t we play for keeps?” She said with a wicked grin. You eyed her, leaning back in your chair as you set your pencil down “and that’s supposed to mean what?” You dismissed, staring at your friend who smiled happily at you.

“Let’s see who can get him first! Whoever he falls for keeps him!” She explained excitedly like a little kid bargaining for candy or a Christmas gift.

“Or!” You mocked her energy, “we can just leave him alone and go about our business!” You smiled and Kanesha scowled, hitting you playfully. “Please? You can try first.. we all know I’m the cuter friend” Kanesha battered her eyes, blinking cutely.

“Girl please. That is not the case” you stared back at him who was looking at the window behind you but moved his gaze when you almost caught each other’s eyes. “I’m not into shy boys. You know that esha” you protested but Kanesha shrugged, “me either but you’ll never know if you don’t try”

It was silent for a minute as you stared at her intently, desperately praying she’d change the subject. “So.. you gon’ do it or what?” Kanesha asked again, flatting her clothes as in that was supposed to get your answer out. “Fine. Whatever, if I get rejected you owe me fifty”

The class ended and you packed up your stuff, ready to leave the classroom when Kanesha pulled you, winking suggestively at you. You groaned, walking over to Anton instantly. “Hey.. uh sorry this is gonna sound weird but what are your plans after school?” The question was awkward and you knew it but that was the only thing you could think to ask.

“Me? Um.. probably swim? Why?” Anton answered just ask awkward, pulling his backpack over his shoulder. You hummed, “did you wanna hang out before practice maybe? Show you around or- I’m sorry I’m really awkward but I wanted to be cool with you”

Anton chuckled softly nodding at your nervousness, “nah you’re cool, we can hang I don’t mind” Anton replied with a smile, easing your awkwardness. “Yeah! Cool, cool. We can meet in the gym? And talk there?”

“Yeah of course”

You nodded at his approval, watching him walk away from his desk “see you then?” He asked and you gave him a thumbs up, watching him walk off out of the classroom. You turned back around to Kanesha who started jumping in place happily, both of you giddy towards each other.

“What he say? No? Yikes girl guess that means it’s my—”

“Girl no he didn’t say any of that, we’re hanging out before his practice”

Kanesha pretended to cry then became happy for you “finally.. you’ve been single for years actually, this is god blessing you” she exaggerated and you shook your head dragging her out of class.

After school you walked into the gym and saw the basketball players who you all almost hated because of how they talked to you. You walked to the bleachers and sat waiting for Anton to see you when two boys walked over to you, annoyance already spreading through you.

“Who you in here for?” One of the boys asked, holding the basketball in his hands. “I can’t be in here? Last I checked you didn’t own this school” you answered back, a sigh escaping your lips.

“Ayo chill out, that attitude is why you sitting here alone” the other boy said, dapping his friend up as if what he said meant something.

You opened your mouth to say something but Anton called your name from at the end of the bleachers. You immediately got up and walked off away from the boys, hearing the laugh and make jokes at you as you walked off.

“You alright?” Anton asked looking back at the boys who were talking to you. You nodded, shrugging them off “yeah, nothing I haven’t been through” you dismissed frowning at the conversation.

Anton took you outside where the track students practiced, helping you walk up the bleachers outside. “How long have you been at this school?” He asked as you both sat down,

“Since my freshman year. Tried to leave but my mom doesn’t listen to my concerns” you said jokingly but Anton knew you weren’t joking.

Y’all talked for ten minutes about nothing as the conversation lightened. You found yourself letting go easily with Anton and you barely had just met him today. “Do you know that girl?” Anton asked pointing at Kanesha who were waving at the both of you, running up to you.

“Hey y’all. This is cute and all but the whole part of the bet was for me to get a turn too y/n” Kanesha admitted and Anton frowned, staring at you blankly “bet? I’m sorry? What do you mean?”

Oh no. You immediately wanted to facepalm but you didn’t because why didn’t you think this was going to happen, Kanesha was a bit of a klutz sometimes not realizing what she was doing. “We were supposed to see which one of us could pull you!”

You eyed Anton who stared at the floor, feeling played. “Anton wait it’s not like—”

Anton got up immediately, walking off not uttering a word to neither you or Kanesha. “Oh wait girl I think he’s mad at us” Kanesha trailed off seeing him walk off in anger.

“Girl why would you say that! Out of all times! You waited until now to say something?” You said through gritted teeth, annoyed that this situation had become so out of hand. Kanesha shrugged, pushing her hair out of her face as the wind started blowing roughly.

You sighed running a hand through your hair.

You waited in the gym for the swimming team to end practice, Kanesha might’ve messed up but it wasn’t entirely her fault this happened she shouldn’t had went along with this at all.

The noise of the swimming team entering the gym and the locker room interrupted you being too in your head. Your eyes instantly caught Anton’s who tried to avoid yours but you walked over to him, grabbing his arm “can I explain? Please just let me—”

“Not now, I’d rather keep my sanity by thinking this isn’t some bet too”

You pulled him away from the other boys and let him go, biting your bottom lip to stop yourself from talking too much. “Anton I know this is gonna sound how it sounds but I did enjoy talking with you.. I told my friend it wasn’t cool to make a bet but I walked over to actually get to know you, seriously I swear” you further explained, hoping Anton would understand since you weren’t good with your words.

Anton sighed, “how do I know you’re not lying?” He frowned sadly, skeptical about everything now. You didn’t know how else to prove to him how you felt, so you grabbed his face and kissed him. Anton didn’t kiss back first, pure shock spreading through him as well as a deep crimson blush, but he kissed you back, holding your cheeks as the kiss deepened sweetly.

This kiss continued until one of his teammates called his name, snapping the both of you out of your own world. You pulled away first and Anton tried to lean in again but realized he where he was, “oh right um.. we can talk later” he hurriedly said, rushing off to the locker room.

Meanwhile you stared at the wall in shock not realizing what you just did.

xoxo, riea!

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[kuuverse]

success story + picture proof(improved art skills in a day, cancelled exams, + more).

ART SKILLS

Okay, so I'm working on a webtoon project and so I started drawing a thumbnail image for it. I was really unhappy with how it turned out, and I felt that my art looked tacky and unpolished. So basically, I just decided; no, I can draw very well and in my desired way(which is inspired by a twitter artist I admire), and I felt it as fact and left it. Then I picked up my pen and started drawing again.

The change was instant, but the dates below are within the time difference of a day because of course, art takes time, and I had to sleep in between. What I did was very simple, and I did not robotically affirm or listen to any subliminals or anything, I only simply assumed it as fact and it reflected back instantly.

BEFORE

You can see how the lines and colouring is more unpolished.

AFTER

The lines are cleaner and more detailed, and the composition of the piece itself improved.

DATE PROOF(via Discord)

CANCELLED EXAMS

I had a math test coming up when I first heard of the novel Undine, and I discovered a Piano & Flute sonata that accompanied it. I am both a Pianist and a Flautist, and I had grown so fascinated with the novel itself that when I heard the piece(sneakily during a Mandarin class), I was like, I need to play this right now. But I remembered my Math test scheduled for that week's Thursday, and I was like, I don't have the time. But then as I bitched about it to my friends, I instantly remembered about the law and was like, you know what? I have time. I didn't care how I had time, I just assumed I had the time to learn the piece I wanted to. Then instantly, my math teacher posted a google classroom announcement, the test had been pushed back to next week's Monday!

DATE PROOF

Teleported my Mother out of the house?

This one... I can't provide picture proof other than my shock when it happened because huh? Anyways, in my apartment the shower is connected to my parent's bedroom, where my mom's always in on her computer doing who knows what. I love to sing, and I love to sing in the shower because it always clears up my throat and even though my Mother praises me for it, it gets really awkward and embarrassing when I'm practicing or attempting a hard song and my voice falters? Well so I got home, okay. I knew my mom was inside her room because the bedroom door was closed and I heard her loudly talk on the phone to a coworker. I sat down to have a quick snack in the living room which is where the only exit of this apartment is and I saw her come out of her room to say hello to me and went back in. This is only in the span of 10 minutes from when I came home from school and when I went to take a shower. I came across a song I liked and I was like, wouldn't it be nice if I had privacy in the bathroom so I could sing? Okay, then I went to take a shower. My mom... was not in her room and the door was wide open. I ran to my dad and was like, where's mom? He was like, didn't you know she left?

EXPENSIVE COSPLAY

Okay, I've been BEGGING my dad to buy me cosplay for this one enstars character for a year. He always said no, and then this year it was sometime September and my friends were talking about dressing up for Halloween. I was like, I want to dress up as Ritsu. I didn't think anything of, "My dad always said no to my cosplay though," I just went, well, "I want to dress up as Ritsu so I shall."

That was it! I asked him in a text, can I have this? He didn't respond btw he ghosted me... then a few days later he asked for my measurements. I'm wearing the cosplay right now at school!

Photo of when I first got it!

TAYLOR SWIFT PIANO SHEET MUSIC

This one is unintentional. I don't even know how it manifested but you know, I went to the music store to check out some guitars because I wanted to start learning, and then I got sidetracked by the Pianos. Previously a while ago, I wanted to learn some of her songs on the Piano, and most of the sheet music got copyrighted. I guess somewhere there I was like, you know what? Fuck it. I have it. I forgot about it, that's for sure. But then as I was messing around on some of the cheaper Pianos, my dad spotted they were selling her sheet music, and without really asking he just bought it for me.

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MANIFESTED A TEACHER ABSENT FROM SCHOOL

This one happened today!!! I was just feeling a bit tired and I wanted a lesson off where I didn't have to worry about a teacher and when I went to the next period, I realised the teacher wasn't in school and the lesson was self study time!

OTHER SUCCESSES

I'm 17 now, and I had been barely 150cm for a while. I've tried growing taller for years with subliminals, nothing happened, the doctors said I couldn't but... I grew! A few centimeters, my ideal height is 156cm and I'm around 154 right now? I also lost a lot of weight starting from May of this year, and I started growing taller around the start of October! Also the other day, I was in a sort of 'tutoring' session(it wasn't really tuition? but I don't know what else to call it) and I was so tired and I wanted to draw, and instead of waiting for a break I was like fuck it, I'm going to draw anyways and reached for my iPad. Then suddenly as I touched it, the teacher announced a break! Also, in my 4D I'm well respected and lowkey worshipped and I noticed when I went out last week, strangers were so oddly nice to me and people turned their heads to look at me? They'd do nice gestures for me when before everyone would just ignore me the way I used to want.

Anyways, that's it for my post! I sat down a lot and pondered and listened to Edward Art's lectures every night. Manifesting is really easy, and so long as you realise the 3D doesn't matter... it doesn't exist and to just focus on your 4D, then you already have your dream life. There's no point throwing rocks at the 3D hoping it'll change, like with how you can't kill the snake because it doesn't exist, you just have to become indifferent to it and persistent in your 4D.

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“Jude,” minutes before the bell rings for the end of lunch, Evan calls me over to him as I pass him, lurking by his locker as he so often is. 

“Yeah?”

“You know Alison Littler, right?”

I saunter over to him, intrigued, and lean against the locker next to his, “Yeah? Why?”

“Do you know where she is?”

“No. Is there a reason I should know?”

“Are you not, like, fucking each other or something?”

I laugh awkwardly, because he doesn’t have to say it like that, and so loudly that at least three passers by heard him. “I dunno, I haven’t seen her since this morning, but we have maths together in an hour. Why?”

“She was supposed to meet me here, that's all, I’ve been waiting for the whole break for her.”

I find this amusing, “How do you know Alison Littler, Evan?”

“Oh, well, you know… everyone knows her.”

“Yeah but I didn’t realise you were on hanging out terms with her. Since when?”

“We’re not,” he says, “and if we were, so what? Would you be jealous?”

“No, I’m just a bit curious about what’s happening here.”

“Is Alison’s business your business?”

I grin, “No, but I’m nosy.”

He gives in reluctantly, “I have something for her. I said I’d give it to her, and she hasn’t turned up. That’s all.”

I shrug, “Okay well, I don’t know what happened, sorry. Can I pass on a message?”

He chews on his lip, “I’d text her again but maybe her phone is dead. If you see her later will you tell her you saw me? Let her know I’ll be here after school until about a quarter past four.”

“Yeah, sure,” I pull back to lightly punch his arm but it makes him flinch and then I feel like I should apologise for frightening him. He’s a bit skittish, and these typical, aggressive boy things I’ve become accustomed to doing likely won't to go over well. “Uh, sorry about-” I say, and my words are clipped short by the abrupt wail of the bell through the narrow hallway. I turn to head toward German class, “Um, so Alison, yeah, I’ll tell her. Quarter past four.”

“Thanks,” He says, and slings his bag over his shoulder as he walks the other way. 

Later, Alison is missing from maths, and now I am distracted by her absence. My eyes keep drifting toward her empty desk, where she is usually perched right in front me, hair draped over the back of her chair and wafting vanilla scented shampoo my way. From where she sits she is right within range for my flirtatious torment, for me to kick the legs of her chair while she tries to draw straight lines with her ruler or poke her with a pen when she’s trying to ask a question, but not today. She’s gone, and I have this strange, niggling feeling that something isn’t quite right. 

I smuggle my phone out of my pocket and text her under the desk. 

You go home sick today? 

“Jude, phone please,” The teacher says, because she’s the type that watches me all class long for even a hint of wrongdoing. She barely lets me away with anything, so usually I have to act out when her back is turned or when she’s gone to the toilet or something. She stands in front of me now and snaps her fingers at me like I’m some kind of unruly feral dog, so I hand my phone over without protest and let her store it in her drawer until we’ve completed our calculus lesson. 

I spend the rest of the class wondering if Alison has texted back. 

“Hey,” before the last class of the day I block Tara Neary’s access to her locker with my body and note the look of utter delight on her face. It is because I am giving her attention, and I’m not blind to the effect I seem to have on these girls. It’s because I’m tall, I think, but so often they shrink back timidly like Tara and gaze up at me through lashes, trembling nervously at their own imaginings of the things they want me to do to them. Her expression quickly turns to crushing disappointment the moment I start quizzing her about Alison. 

“She’s in some of your classes, right?”

“Um, yeah but I don’t know her that well or anything.”

“Really? I thought you hung out.”

“Sometimes,” Tara says reluctantly as she nudges me out of the way to swap the books in her bag with those in her locker, “But I don’t know where she is. She was in chemistry this morning, and she wasn’t in Irish this afternoon,” A shrug, “sorry, I don’t know anything else. She probably had her period and went home or something.” Tara glances at me with some measure of optimism, as though this revelation that Alison does in fact, get a period may have frightened and disgusted me enough to put me off her, but she can try that one with lesser boys. I’ve been so inundated by girls and women my whole life, platonically, familially and romantically that periods of all things do not shock me. There are far scarier things about women. 

“Okay, thanks, well, if you see her tell her I was asking for her.”

“I will.”

She won’t.

Evan is standing forlornly by his locker at the end of the day, and as I pass him I give him the nod. “No sign?” 

“No, I suppose she went home sick.”

“Yeah, I’d say so. See you tomorrow, Evan.”

“Yeah, see you.”

Out by the gates in the hazy light that girl I used to know is there again. She sees me and waves, and this time I cannot pretend that I haven’t seen her back, so I wave too, and there is nowhere to go but past her, so I approach her. 

“What are you doing here?” I say, and I had hoped that my words would come out sounding a bit less accusatory but it’s difficult. 

Leah smiles and wraps her arms around herself to shield from the cold. She’s wearing a coat, but it isn’t thick enough to protect her from this cold snap. “I’m just waiting for someone.”

“A sibling?”

“No.”

I peer at her, wishing I didn’t feel so guarded and suspicious, but my body reacts to her long before I do. Always. “Do you ever think it’s weird that you’re nineteen and you’re still hanging around your old secondary school?”

She scoffs, and I shrug, “Just wondering, like.” 

She fixes her face so that it is soft despite my offensive remarks, nostalgic, affectionate, even, the one she always makes when she looks at me and it annoys me. “Just an acquaintance is all, I said I’d be here at the gates.”

“Right.”

“How’s your friend Jen?”

“She’s doing fine.”

“Oh, that’s good. She was such a nice girl.”

“Yeah, she is,” I almost turn to go before I spin back to her “She’s actually doing really well. She’s sorting everything out and she’s happy.” I’m not sure where this sudden burst of childish venom came from, or whether it’s really true that Jen is sorting things out or if she’s expressly happy, but I say it anyway in defence so that I can prove that she hasn’t turned out the way that many people expected her to.

“Did you hear Pete was put in a psych unit?”

I falter, “Pete Lee?” 

She nods, “He went crazy, apparently, and his dad had to wrestle a knife out of his hand.” 

I remember Pete Lee. He was a quiet, but nice guy. A little weird, sure, but relatively harmless. He liked dance music and always wore these really bright, neon coloured runners. I used to talk to him about games we both played on the playstation and he taught me how to huff deodorant fumes until I felt like I was floating through time and space above the little dingy park where we used to hang out. We were thirteen. Now we are seventeen and Pete Lee is in a psychiatric facility, which makes him the second boy from that small group of peers to have a psychotic break. 

I want to say that Pete didn’t deserve this, that if we’d all been more careful back then with the things we used and the things we developed a taste for then all this wouldn’t have had to happen. But we were barely teenagers, we didn’t really know what we were getting into, someone else should have known better, like Leah, maybe. She was there. She should have warned us that solvent abuse turns to substance abuse so easily that you don’t really see it happening, but I know that it is too much to expect from her, so I don’t say this.

Or anything else aside from, “Oh, that’s really sad.” 

She sighs unhappily, “Yeah, that’s how it goes sometimes.”

“I suppose,” I reply, and begin walking away from her. 

“Will you tell Jen I was asking about her?” She calls after me, and I don’t turn around. 

“Yeah,” I say, though she probably already knows I'm lying.

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[kynrki]

sitting next to riki in math class hc!

wc: 404, genre: fluff, swearing, pairing: bf!riki x gn!reader, an: this is based on what happens between me and my bsf in math!

• starting off, you wont pay attention in that class tell me im lying

• niki would LITERALLY be doing anything BUT listening in class

• play with his pens and pencils

• eat his food

• draw in his book, ect

• what makes this bad for you is that you ACTUALLY wanna learn

• but this giant mf wont leave you alone

• i can imagine him jus randomly putting his hand on your shoulder and not move it

• as well as take you hand and bite it

• “what the fuck?”

• “sorry man, im bored asf” *bites your hand again

• ANOTHER THING

• play tic-tac-toe on your arm

• he would roll up your uniform sleeves and then start drawing the board on your arm

• but he’d get so pouty when you win

• “ynnnn wtf, you cheating”

• “no im not, you’re jus bad”

• he would also vv much be that ipad kid who plays games in class

• or he would take photos of you while you’re trying to concentrate bc he thinks you look cute

• lowkey make a folder of jus pics of you two in math

• and then would catch you blushing if you saw

• HE WOULD GET SO HAPPY IF YOU DID WELL :(

• he knows sometimes he distracts you from your work

• and would definitely punch himself if you did bad bc he sees it as “his fault”

• he knows you’re good in math and try your best

• so if the teacher ever called on him for a question, he would immediately look at you for help

• which you do give the answer quietly

• “did you see that? i got it right ha loser!”

• “niki i gave you the answers”

• “no you didn’t” *has nothing in his book

• lastly, mini dates

• bc you two sit at the back, its easy to hide behind the others in front of you.

• poor giant bf, he would have to sit on the floor or bend down so the teacher wont see him

• take our your lunch and start munching with you

• whether you’re feeding him or visa versa, you two never seem to get caught

• boy would be so sad to see you leave math bc he doesn’t have any other classes with you except languages,

• but then again the teachers moved you two apart bc you guys make too much noise

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[southparktegreity]

"your phone."

[ sub!kyle broflovski x reader ]

! NSFW CONTENT AHEAD ! gender : neutral cws : nsfw content, heavy nsfw word count : 1,098 requested : yes ! thank you anon for the request!

NOTICE : all characters in this fic are aged up to be 19/20+!

a/n : my requests are still open :))

You were starring off into space in class, the teacher ranting on about algebraic equations. You couldn't help but feel a little bit bored with this class, I mean math is pretty boring in comparison to other stuff. Like drawing, or doodling, or chatting with friends. Speaking of which, you could hear the other boys in the classroom, laughing about something loudly. As if you weren't having trouble focusing already, they just had to interrupt the lesson.

You needed to pay attention, as your academic rival and rival with benefits had just barely beat you on your last exam. You looked back over at him, watching as he laughed with his friends. You caught his attention, his eyes glazing over you and turning his head over to his friends and cracking a joke, laughing especially loud this time. By this point, you knew he was doing this on purpose. Two can play it that game.

You raised your hand, excusing yourself to the bathroom, but not before winking at Kyle. For the brief moment you saw him, his face flushed a subtle red, as though he knew what was coming next.

Once you made your way down to the bathrooms, you quickly went in and picked the big stall, then you locked the door and pulled out your phone.

You finished typing, receiving a quick reply. You turned the lock, unlocking it and looking around to make sure nobody was in the bathroom. Looking over at the main bathroom door, you looked over waiting for your lover to join you.

Kyle entered the room, his eyes half lidded, biting his bottom lip. He looked around before stepping both feet inside the room and looked over at you, waiting for you. You looked him up and down, as if the tent in his pants wasn't already obvious, it sure was now.

"Kyle.." You spoke in a sultry tone. "Be a dear and put that trash can against the door...? Unless you want someone to walk in." You cooed. Kyle looked at you with pleading eyes, he didn't care if someone walked in, if anything they could enjoy the show. He wanted you. No, he needed you. He walked over to you, his head hung low. Kyle fell to his knees in your presence, looking up at you with desperate eyes.

"Baby, you really want me that bad, huh?"

His body grew hotter the more you spoke, slowly becoming more and more needy. He aggressively shook his head, hanging onto your every word as if it was the last thing he'd ever hear.

"Strip your pants."

Kyle made quick work of your instructions, immediately taking his pants off, removing his belt and looking at you desperate for whatever you were going to do next.

You looked at him and got on your knees. You gently kissed above his waist band, leaving sloppy wet kiss marks on his hips. Your hand gently cupped his boner through his boxers, as your turned your head up to look at him.

"What's the magic word, baby?" his eyes begging you for more.

"P.. please!" he barely mustered out. Once you received verbal confirmation from him, you made one swift move to pull down his boxers, his tip already leaking with pre cum. You started off giving him sweet kisses on his tip, until he was practically pleading for more. You moved onto kitten licks, as you looked up at Kyle to enjoy every little reaction he gave you. His face was redder than his hair, and you could just barely hear him muttering for more.

You obliged to his quiet requests, putting your hands on his thighs for support as you slowly shoved his length in your mouth. You made sure to take things extra slow, just to keep him desperate for you. He put his hand in your hair, gently guiding you, until things became more unbearable for him.

The feeling of your mouth on him, not to mention the way you looked up at him was driving him over the edge. He was doing his best not to cum without your instructions, looking down at you as a whimpering pleading mess.

"P.. please.. y/n, please let me cum! I'm so close..!" He bit his lip hard, taking everything in him not to blow a load just yet. You knew he was close to his limit. Deciding to let him cum, you continued bobbing your head, at a fasted motion and allowing Kyle to grip your hair harder.

In one final and swift motion you went farther on him than you had gone before, gagging around him and sending him flying over the edge. You swallowed his cum with pride in one or two big gulp and looking back up at him with a smirk plastered on your face.

Kyle's face burned a bright red, as he rolled his eyes from embarrassment and started to put his boxers back on, pulling his pants up.

"I'll go in first. See you in class, lover boy." You smiled as you went off to class, leaving Kyle in the bathroom.

Once you had returned from the bathroom, coming into the classroom before Kyle had - you quickly took your seat looking around the room to make sure nobody suspected anything. Class continued as if everything was normal. Kyle took his seat and everything resumed.

Up until you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. You quickly pulled it out, trying to check the notification. Unbeknownst to you, your teacher was looking at you.

"Your phone, y/n." Your math teacher yelled, as she quickly took out a box from her desk, labeled "phone bin". You rolled your eyes and your head back, as you handed your phone to the teacher. You immediately reached for it once again, upon realizing you forgot to close out of your messages with Kyle.

"Wait -" Your teacher cut you off before you could speak.

"Now, let's see what we have here..." She spoke whilst looking down at your open and unlocked phone. Your face started to burn a bright red, as you had made Kyle's burn earlier.

"Kyle, meet me in the bathroom for ... - Y/N!?!?" Your teacher called out. Shaking her head, she set your phone down into the phone bin, as you shared a mutual glance with Kyle. His friends around him were all riled up, while you and Kyle were giving eyes to each other.

Kyle mouthed to you : "This isn't over." Before turning his head back to his friends and taking their heckling like a champ.

#south park x reader #kyle x reader #kyle broflovski #south park x y/n #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle brovlofski nsfwi

[minniesmelody]

Hi it's my birthday ( I know, that last thing I said is not that important ) , but I love your fan fic, especially if they all have Gareth as the main protagonist, I would like to know how is Gareth socializes with a girl, who tries to get friends on her first day of school , girl of which no one takes importance because that typical nerd , as Gareth would approach her to strike up a conversation with her.

First impressions

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 : Gareth Emerson x Fem! Nerd!Reader

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: first day of school in the town of Hawkins was many things, Y/n never expected a warm welcome by curly headed boy to be one of them.

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝘀: pure fluff. Some cussing but very little.

𝗣𝗼𝘃: first person- Gareth

𝗔/𝗻 : happy birthday my love! I can absolutely write about that and thank you for your kind words! I hope today treats you good and hope most of your birthday wishes come true, with love- 🐭🎀 x

It was a normal boring school day. It was a Wednesday for crying out loud, one of the worst days of the week if you ask me, and the fact that-

“Gareth, hey Gareth” Jeff said to me as he caught up with me, as I walking to first period, it’s too damn early for this.

“Yeah man, what’s up?”

“Did you see the new girl?” He asked, a twinkle in his eye.

New girl? Who? What? Where? Huh?

“Wait- have you not seen her yet? She is in the same grade as you dude, she made quite the first impression” Jeff said, a small fit of giggles escaping him afterwards.

“What do you mean quite the first impression?” I asked.

“She tripped on the stairs and fell on top of Carver when she first walked into the door, I kinda feel bad cause she did sorta embarrass herself not even a whole Minute of into the school” Jeff explained to me.

Yeah no that does sound kinda bad.

“Well this is my class, see you at lunch” Jeff said as he parted ways with Gareth.

Gareth soon reached the math classroom which was assigned his first period and took his usual seat in the back row. Class had started, usual boring nonsense of numbers and symbols filling his ears. All of that was interrupted though when someone had entered the classroom.

“I’m sorry but is this classroom B29?” The person said, voice belonging to a girl.

“Ah yes, you must be Y/n, the new transfer student, got lost is my guess in why you are late to my class?” The teacher asked her.

“Yes ma’am, I’m sorry it won’t happen again”

“Yes well, welcome to Hawkins high Y/n, please take a seat somewhere, I was just recapping everyone on how to get the area of a triangle”

I slowly looked around me…damn…the only place left to sit was next to me in the back row. She spotted the seat and took it, slowly sitting down and get trying to get comfortable.

Her outfit was simple, jeans with a red fuzzy cotton sweater and a pair of converse. She had managed to make something so simple look absolutely amazing.

I had caught myself staring, only because she must have felt my eyes burning onto her that she turned her head towards me and shot me a small smile.

Time felt like it froze, like If the world had become Ice.

I didn’t even give her a smile back, just quickly whipping my head back to the chalkboard and trying my hardest for the entire period to keep it that way.

That was the first time I saw her.

The next time was 3rd period, science.

And of course, Mrs. Smith, had placed us next to one another.

We didn’t say anything to one another. But during the class I frequently looked over and watch her. She was doodling in her note book for most of class, different things from stars, to planets, and she even drew a perfect detailed picture of a light saber. What I didn’t expect her to draw next was little dice, mostly D20s, and then it donned on me.

‘Holy shit’ I thought to myself, this girl likes dungeons and dragons. I’ve never met a girl who likes the game, most girls wouldn’t call it a satanic game, the game of the devil in other words. But this girl…not her.

That was the second time I saw her that day. The next was last period. I hadn’t seen her in the cafeteria at lunch, if I did maybe I would have picked up the courage and introduced myself but she wasn’t there, so I didn’t get the chance to.

Last period was P.E, my least favorite class. Coach had given us a free day to do whatever we liked in the gym, I looked over and saw her take that opportunity to go and sit behind the bleachers.

Not very athletic huh? It’s okay, I’m not either. That being one the main reasons why I failed P.E, everyone else ended up with 80s and 90s, while I was stuck between 50s and 60s. But that’s not important right now.

I decided this would be a open chance to introduce myself, so I slowly followed her, stopping a few times along the way to make sure coach or no one else saw me.

There she was, sitting there, a book sitting in her hand, sitting crisscrossed on the floor underneath a bleacher.

She looked so…calm. So care free. Like she was in her own bubble or world, one that included only her and her thoughts. The sight was almost an-

“You know I can see you right?”

My head shot up, I wasn’t expecting her to say something, let alone say something without even looking up, without taking her eyes off the book.

“I- uh- I’m- I just-“

Good job Gareth. Stuttering and making a complete fool out of myself was most definitely the best way to go.

She finally looked up. Her eyes burning into my own. Her eyes were beautiful.

“Hi” she said, a small smile forming on her lips “I’m Y/n”

Y/n. Why did it sound so…good? It definitely fit her. Pretty name for a pretty girl I guess.

“I’m uh- I’m Y/n….WAIT NO..I’m sorry you are

y/n, I’m um…I’m Gareth…”

Good. Fucking. Job. Gareth. Emerson.

“Nice to meet you Gareth” she said with a small giggle.

How did my name sound so good from her? I’ve never loved the sound of my name so much in my life.

I looked down and there sat the book she was reading, it was a Dungeons and dragons guide.

She followed my eyes, hers landing back on the book.

“Dungeons and dragons huh? You play?” I asked her.

“No but I always wanted to play, most people aren’t fond of the game so no one really is up to play”

“Hellfire” I said as soon as she was done saying what she needed to say.

She gave me a puzzled look “sorry?”

“I uh- hellfire, it’s the club I’m in, we play it, Eddie our DM, I could ask him if he could consider you joining” I offered

She just gave me the warmest smile I’ve ever seen “I’d like that”

I knew after that I would try my best to make her feel as welcomed, excepting, and loved to the best of my abilities.

Promise.

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As the clock strikes 3:55 PM we started to head back to my classroom, to show my teacher proof I've been using my time productively. I closed my math book and collected the rest of my items before looking up at Hiccup. He had, in fact been quiet the whole time. Busy working on his art piece. I hovered myself over the table in order to get a better look at his masterpiece. "Good job, Hiccup!" I said while smiling at him as he raised his head. He gave me a shy smile while mumbling 'thank you'. "Time to go" I informed him as I raised up from my seat. Hiccup handed me the sketchbook and pencil case, but I didn't take them "No, you can keep them. You might want to draw some more another time?". Hiccup nodded eagerly before pressing the sketchbook under his arm. As we walked down the hallway I informed him of the different classrooms and which classes I usually had there. "And this one..." I said, pointing to the room beside him "... I don't know. I've never been there". Hiccup chuckled at my unexpected answer, which made me smile. I like to make him laugh. 

When my classroom came in sight I informed him about my 'plan' while putting on his, ... well mine, jacket again. But this time I left it opened, thinking the t-shirt made a good enough job of hidden the most obvious parts of his clothing. "Okay I'm just gonna show my teacher this. It'll be super quick. You just wait here and I'll be back any second, okay?" Hiccup nodded while leaning against the wall, waiting for me to come back. I smiled a little at the sight before entering the classroom. I waited for my teacher to finish helping another student before showing him my work. He nodded and told me I was good to go. As I left the classroom I noticed a group of girls from my class talking to Hiccup. Clearly flirting. "Wow, you look so hot" I heard one of the girls say. Hiccup being his awkward self giggled nervously "Uh, thanks... I guess?". Good job, Hiccup. Good job. Another one of the girls began to caress his chest while the third squeezed one of his biceps. Good luck finding anything. He's not exactly packed. I rolled my eyes before approaching them. I couldn't help but feel a slight bit of anger. Jealousy? No, no, no, I can't feel like this about him! "Time's up, girls! Can I have him back now?" I asked as I came up to them. I noticed Hiccup releasing a sigh of relief when he saw me. All three of the girls turned around and gave me an annoyed look "He's with you?". Wow, nice to meet you too. "Yeah, he's my long lost brother" I lied as I dragged him away from the group. But I stopped and turned around at their next question "Your brother? You don't have any siblings" "Yeah, well he's been on the run for some years now. But we're so happy to have him back" I said in a baby voice while pinching his left cheek. I didn't even wait for them to answer before we left. As we walked down the hallway, on our way to Toby's classroom, Hiccup asked "What did those girls want?". I looked at him, thinking it's obvious they were hitting on him. But of course, he didn't see that. "They wanted to fuck you" I answered bluntly. I felt Hiccup winched at my brutal choice of words.

As we entered another hallway full of people my hand returned to Hiccup's wrist, feeling overprotective over him all of a sudden. Maybe it had to do with his expression when those girls was all over him. I don't want him to feel uncomfortable if I could prevent it. Or maybe it has to do with my facial expression when those girls were flirting with him. Am I falling for him? Stop it (y/n)! This will only end in misery! He noticed and if I'd turned my head I would have seen the smirk forming on his lips. I put on his hood again before walking through a pile of unfamiliar faces. I then saw a familiar face chatting with some other boys. "Hey Toby!" I yelled as I approached him. When his gaze met mine he said his goodbyes to the group, who left. "Dragongirl!" he yelled back, smirking. I rolled my eyes and stood in front of him "Mind to explain this?" I said as I removed Hiccup's hood. His smirk didn't vanish "Oh, I see my delivery arrived. I heard they unfortunately didn't had any white roses, as you wished for". I looked at him, shocked. How can he be so calm? He somehow transported a fictional character to real life! "I couldn't care less for the color of the fucking roses. How the hell did you get him here?" I yelled a bit too loud, leading Toby slapping a hand over my mouth. "Could you stop? Stop yelling is goddamn loud!" he whispered-yelled at me. "Follow me" Toby quickly said before letting go of my mouth and grab my wrist instead. As I'm getting dragged away I quickly grabbed Hiccup's wrist, not planning on leaving him behind. Toby turned around a corner and looked around, making sure no one's around, before starting to explain. "I have this ability to bring back dead people to life... for a while. Making it possible to have one last memory with your loved ones before they leave for good. Like giving a proper 'goodbye'. I've read a lot of books about it. My grandma dedicated her whole life to... whatever you want to call it. She wanted to succeed, but never got to try. So when I found her notebooks I saw it as my mission to be the one to try. For both of us". I looked at him skeptical, but decided to play along "So.... what does that have to do with him? He's not died" I asked, pointing to Hiccup. "Yeah, right. After doing it for a while my mind started to wonder off to different... versions of it. And then characters from movies came up, making me really intrigued to try it out. Be able to live out childhood fantasies, like being able to have Jessica Rabbit and bang-" "Yeah, yeah, I get it" I interrupted him, not wanting to hear about his horny teenage boy's fantasies.

"But I was scared to do it for myself. So I tried to find a candidate. I saw your pin, thinking you had potential. Then when you spoke so kindly abo- what are you doing?" Toby stopped himself. "He doesn't need another ego-boost today, trust me. Got plenty already" I informed while pressing my hands over Hiccup's ears, hoping to cancel out as much of the dialogue as possible. "Hey!" Hiccup complained, smacking my hands away. Toby chuckled as he continued "When you talked so kindly about Hiccup I knew you were perfect. I'm sorry for not informing you and ask for your approval properly, but you said 'yes' when I asked you. 'Sure have him knock on my door with a bouquet of white roses'" he quoted me. I looked at him for awhile before bursting out into laughter "And you want me to believe that?" I asked "That you're doing some voodoo, witch-ery stuff in your spare time?". Toby shrugged his shoulders "Believe what you want, but you're having a movie character in front of you". I looked at Hiccup, wondering if this could actually be true. "How come he knows of so many things he shouldn't? For example cars, he wasn't terrified when he passed plenty of them on his way to my house?" I asked. "Well, we went through a few things before heading to your house. I did want him to be too clueless at your first meeting". I shook my head "Okay, if I agree to this begin real. What happens now?". "Well, you enjoy the rest of your time with him. Take care of the opportunity I've given you. In 1 month exact, from yesterday he needs to go back. But don't worry, I'll inform you of that" he smirked before leaving. "Have fun with your new buddy now!" Toby yelled before disappearing behind a corner. Still looking at the same direction the realization began to hit me. Hiccup's going to stay with me for a month. A month! In my house! I tried to calm myself down, not wanting to cause a scene. Though a smile spread on my lips at the thought. "So... you talked nicely about me?" Hiccup interrupt. As I turned around I saw him smirking teasingly at me which made smack him in the chest. "I only said I thought you'd be a good friend" I answered truthfully. "Well thank you. Wow, I should probably consider staying here. Only my second day and I'm showered with compliments from different people" he teased, making me roll my eyes "Don't let it go to your head, Haddock". He widen his eyes "Hey! You know my last name?". I frowned, acting stupid "I don't know what you're talking about. I was just naming a fish". Hiccup rolled his eyes "Ha ha ha, very funny". I gave him a smile before making my way out of school, heading home.

As we arrived home again the teaching begins. I told him everything he needed to know to survive in this house, thinking the rest would be explained as it comes. Showing him how the toilets works, also the basin, and shower. Turns out this boy won't have difficulties flushing the toilet since it seems to be his new hobby. I gave him a bonus house tour while I'm at it since I didn't give him one yesterday. Seems fair to tell him where everything is if he's gonna spend a month here. "And this is the kitchen. The place where you could get the most serious injuries" I informed him. He chuckled "You're acting as if I've never been in a kitchen. I'm not a kid, you know" he said while picking up a knife to toss it 360. Being able to see the outcome of this situation I pushed him back while letting the knife fall to the floor. "Seems like it" I said while giving him a warning look. Hiccup rolled his eyes before defending himself "I was going to grab it". "Sure you were" I answered before moving on. Giving a basic description on how to use the most common kitchen item seems good enough. Like I said, if he needs to know anything more I'll tell him. "So, food? Anything you're allergic to or don't like?" I asked, figuring it's probably time for dinner. He shook his head "Nope, I'm not a picky eater. I'll eat anything, other than eel". Chuckling at his unexpected answer I said "Okay. No need to worry, eel isn't too common here". I began to cook grilled salmon with boiled potatoes, thinking I might start off with something familiar. He'll try so many strange meals anyway so why not be kind to him on his first day. 

As we eat I figured I should set down the rules with him. "Okay Hiccup, I want you to feel at home as much as possible, but I want to set down some rules. They're not many since I want you to feel free to do whatever you want" Hiccup nodded, encouraging me to keep going. "Rule one, whenever I'm at school you have to stay here, I hope you understand that? Today was a one-time thing, but it won't happen again. If you're going anywhere you inform me before you do so. Then the second rule kind of has to do with that. My room will be the main place you'll stay at. I don't mind you exploring the house, or use the kitchen when needed. But most of your time will be spent there, okay?" I asked, making sure he understood. He nodded. I felt a bit harsh so I added "I'm not doing this to be mean, I just... have to figure out some things. This whole situation is kind of... odd. I think it's best to keep this a secret. And the best way to do this is to set these rules". "I understand, (y/n). I think I'll be able to entertain myself". I smiled a little, pleasured by his understanding. "Plus we'll be able to do stuff together when I come home. You'll be alone for eight to nine hours per day, five days a week". I could tell by Hiccup's smile he really enjoyed the sound of the 'spending time together'-part, which made me glad. "So when the alarm clock goes off you don't have to do anything. Unless it rings for half an hour, then you should probably wake me up or I'll be late. But I think our exercise this morning made you aware of what to do" I teased. Hiccup chuckled "I'll do it if I'll find it needed" he joked back. 

This won't be that bad.

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Author's Note: Sorry if the reason for Hiccup to be in the real world sucks. I've been trying to come up with a 'realistic' reason for so long, and this the best I could do.

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[marleyin]

II. CORRUPT

S.H. x Hopper! Fem! Reader

[EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE series masterlist]

Chapter 3

You weren’t going to let him corrupt your mind like that, he was probably doing that on purpose, more than likely. To take your heart like that and then smush it into the ground. But a small part of you in the back of your head made you want it to be true. You sorta wanted Steve to actually like you, you had no clue why- you just did.

Walking over to your locker you over hear Steve startle Nancy and you turn to see him twirl her around. God that smile he gave towards her was something. Wishing that he smiled at you like that he then saw you slam your locker and walk off to 7th period Math, which you also had with him. He looked worried, not that you could see- but he wanted to make sure that you were okay. He didn’t know why he wanted to ask you, but he did.

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Math went by slow, very slow. You were taking notes and drawing your teacher as a clown on the paper. “Y/n, answer to question 14?” “27?” You reply fast knowing that you meant to say 26. “26, that’s alright though-” she tried to reassure you. “Yeah I didn’t mean to say 27…” you play with your pencil to only get some giggles from the class. You turn to see the people who were laughing but when you looked around Steve was the only one not smiling- hell he was even taking notes. That’s a first. Shaking your head you go back to working some problems.

“Y/n! Wait up!” It was Steve again, sighing you turn back around to see what he had to say this time. “Yes, what do you want now?” He straightened his back and put a hand through his hair. “I was wondering if you were okay? Like before math I saw you slam your locker and all plus-” “I’m alright, don’t worry?” You cut him off, him being worried about you was strange- very strange. Probably the weirdest thing that’ll happen to you today. “Oh alright..” he says waving a goodbye to you, you wave back and go to the front of the school to get your bike. Your dad was busy today so you grabbed the bike from under the deck and went off to school that way.

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“HOLY SHIT Y/N WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?” Dustin yells into the Walkie-Talkie. You run to your closet and grab the walkie-talkie from your ‘adventure’ bag and pull up the antenna. “Okay Okay! Stop with the yelling I’m here!” Rolling your eyes you wait to hear what he says. “Oh my god when the party and I were walking through the woods last night we found some girl that had a buzz cut! Over.” ‘A buzz cut?’ You thought, that sounded familiar in so many ways- maybe from some news articles? “Woah, does she speak at all?” You question sitting down onto the floor. “Nope! Only a few words, I keep on saying that she was a science experiment but Mike and Lucas won’t believe me! Over.” “Dustin where are you? …over.” You grab your bag and leave to put your shoes back on. “Uh at Mike’s!” You curse to yourself as you make it out the door. “Alright be there in a jif! Over.” “Fuck fuck fucking shit.” You say out-loud realizing that you have to be at Nancy’s now. You didn’t want to see her now, and not today. Putting on your helmet you ride off to the Wheeler house.

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Ringing the door bell you wait for Nancy or anyone to open it. Nancy pulls the door open to see you taking off your helmet. “Your little dipshit here?” “Yeah in his roo-” you cut her off by walking right in and going upstairs. As you were walking you run into Steve, literally. “You’re here?” He asks in confusion. “Friends with her brother and his friends.” You state pointing to his door with your head. He nods and you walk to the door and knock on it. “Dustin it’s me y/n!” You yell waiting for a response. He doesn’t open it. You sigh and do the secret knock to let him know that it’s you and not some random shapeshifting alien. He opens the door and drags you inside, “Look!” He says, last thing Steve hears till the door gets closed again. He turns back around to Nancy’s room realizing that you’re friends with a group of middle schoolers.

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“That’s her?” You say pointing towards the girl that’s wearing mikes sweats. “Yes, her name’s Eleven but we call her El for short.” Mike states crossing his arms. “El huh, why so?” Asking so you can get more evidence on why Dustin calls her an experiment. “She has 011 tattooed on her wrist.” “Oh my god she is an experiment!” You say putting your hands on your hips and turning to Dustin. “See!” He responds in happiness seeing that someone also agreed with him. “We have to tell someone,” Lucas interrupts, we turn to him. “We can’t just let some girl who doesn’t know that much English be roaming around!” He states going to open the door. He opens it but it gets grabbed by his hand by a force and slammed plus locked. Everyone now in shock turn back to see Eleven with blood dripping down her nose. “No.” She states, we all stand there in shock.

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Leaving mikes room after figuring out the plan, your face is still in shock. ‘Oh she’s definitely a science experiment…’ thinking you don’t even look where you’re going and bump into Nancy. “Oh shit sorry.” You say dropping down to pick her stuff up. “Didn’t see you there…” “It’s alright.” She states grabbing more things from you, you sigh and stand up handing her the notebook. “So how’s school been?” You ask her, you haven’t spoken to her in 2 years, after that dance situation you sorta kicked everyone out of your life due to trust issues.

“Oh it’s been alright, I have a boyfriend now, Barbra’s another friend of mine…” you could tell that she was hurt that you left her out in the dust. “Hey look- I’m sorry for leaving you in a ditch like right after my 9th grade formal..” you look down in disappointment, knowing she doesn’t have to accept the apology. “It’s alright, I remember hearing about what had happened…” she states with a endearing smile. Smiling back you nod, “So how’s it going with Steve?” “Oh him? He’s nice, a real gentleman.”

Nodding you look around, “That’s nice to hear, hey has he been acting weird lately? I’ve been noticing it…” She looks at you like you over heard their conversation. “Yes…he has?” “Oh I just saw him checking up on random people, you know people he never speaks to.” She tilted her head in confusion, “He has?” You nod with biting your lip in awkwardness. “Yeah, a lotta people..” She nods looking to her right and away from you. “So I’ll get goin-” “Do you want to go to Steve’s little hang out tonight?” She cuts you off as you then stop walking down the stairs.

“What?” You ask looking back at her. “Barb and I are gonna be at Steve’s tonight, do you want to go too by any chance?” She waits for an answer and you think. Thoughts flood your head more and more. What if this is some sick joke, but Nancy has been nice lately- she hasn’t been a jerk yet. “I don’t know if my dad would let me…” She sighs, “Alright be at my house by 7, Barb will be here at 7:30.” You nod, “Ok sure…why not?” Returning the nice smile she gave she nods. “Tonight, please be here.” “I’ll be there for ya Nance, don’t worry.” You state giving her a smile and a goodbye. You’re glad that you’re there for a friend again.

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Sitting at the dinner table with your dad the quietness over comes your both. It’s awkward and he knows your keeping something from him. “What do you need sweetie?” You place your fork down, “Can you drop me off at Nancy’s at 7?” “Seven?” He states placing his napkin down. “Yeah she needs help in her business tech class so I thought I’d help her out, plus she asked me.” You straighten up your back, serious tone coming out to convince your dad. He looks at you with a eyebrow furrowing stare. “No boys right?” You nod, “Only her nerdy brother that I play DND with is there.” Stating your final sentence. “Alright, but don’t stay out too late.” “Got it.” Going back to eating your stomach still turning from lying.

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“Hello Mrs. Wheeler, is Nancy here?” You ask with your bag over your shoulder. “Yes she is, are you also going to be studying with barb and her?” She asks you with her hand on her hip. “Yes! We really have some catching up to do in class.” You state with a smile. She nods and lets you in.

“Y/n?” Mike asks while at the dinner table with the rest of the party. “Hey.” You say waving at them. “Hello sir.” You say towards Mr. Wheeler, he nods in response. “You can go up to my room.” Nancy states as she grabs her plate from the table. Nodding you go upstairs and into her room.

Turning on the light you see an array of light links and yellows plastered all over. It looks like nothing compared to your room that looks like a total mess. “Wow…” Walking around you go over to her bedside table and look at the photo booth photos she has. One particular catching your eyes.

The one with Steve kissing her.

God he’s head over heels for her. You look closer at it and see his hand on her waist, her sitting on his lap and the smiling. God it hurt, you didn’t know why- not like you had a crush on the guy. He was strange, but you didn’t have a crush on him.

The door opens a little more and Nancy sees you looking at the photo. You turn to her with a smile, “You guys are really cute.” She smiles and nods, “First guy that I could trust.” “Yeah seems like it…” you guys then wait for barb to come, noticeably she comes earlier and the 3 of you are off to Steve’s.

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[queen-of-obsessing]

Wayne is making dinner one evening when a young fourteen year old Eddie runs home from school, bursts in and announces, “I just saw the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen in my life!” 

The next day, he comes home dejectedly. “It’s Steve Harrington.” Wayne laughs out loud. “A Harrington? Good luck kid.” “I had to like the most popular boy...” “I’m sure there are other nice boys at school to like. What about Jonathan?” “EW NO! He’s my friend!” 

Next day, comes home even more dejected. “I have a huge crush on Steve. This sucks.” “Oh no, what happened?” Long silence. “He smiled at me.” “BOY-” 

The next day, Eddie is at his locker with Jonathan, in the middle of a long ramble. “I just don’t understand how someone can look that perfect. His hair? Perfect. His abs? Perfect. Even his ass is perfect! How can someone’s ass look that great?” He makes a grabbing gesture with his hands. “I just wanna...squeeze.” 

Jonathan groans. “Dude. Can you just...not.” His face falls when he sees Steve standing behind Eddie, a bewildered look on his face.

“No, no, I'm just saying,” Eddie continues, oblivious. “Not a tight squeeze, just a light one-” 

Jonathan smacks his arm. “Eddie-Eddie, stop talking!”  

“-just to see what it feels like. Hey, can’t you see I’m trying to have a moment with my imagination! What do you want?” Jonathan points and Eddie turns around, coming face to face with Steve himself...and screams. He stands there, horrified, and panickily blurts out, “I was talking about...boobs.”  

Steve’s brow furrows and he shrugs. “Okay, whatever.” 

“What do you want?” Jonathan asks. 

Steve ignores him, focused on Eddie. “Look, apparently my parents think I need a math tutor, so our teacher told me to go talk to you.” (Yes, Eddie is a little math whiz. At least he was in tenth grade.)

Realization dawns on Eddie. “Ah, you’re the one I’m tutoring in math.” 

“Yeah, so if you want to go get this over with.” 

“You want to study? With me? Now?” 

“Well, yeah, we could study...” Steve begins, in that annoying voice he always uses when he wants to be persuasive. “Or...” Eddie’s eyebrows raise, brain running through all the possible things he could suggest, most of them unrealistic but very fun to imagine. “I could pay you $50 to do my math homework for me.” He grinned like it was the best deal in the world, but Eddie’s face quickly darkened. Here he was, in love with Steve and Steve just wants to use him for math homework. He was ready to tell him to shove his money up his ass, but then he thought of all the things he could buy with $50. Most notably - the beautiful guitar he saw in the music store window. 

He turned back to Steve, glaring at him. “Fine,” he bit out, snatching the bill from his hand. 

Eddie did do the math homework, and did it well as he always did, but hated every second of it. He considered doing all the questions wrong, but ultimately decided to just do them right and get it over with. For the guitar. 

He walks up to Steve at his locker, where he is laughing with Tommy and Carol. “Hey,” he demands. 

Steve turns around, looking at him like he’s wondering why he’s talking to him. “What?” 

Eddie holds up the binder. “Here’s your math homework.” He drops it in Steve’s waiting hands. “You disgust me.” He double flips him off before walking away. 

Later in math class, as the teacher hands Steve’s homework back to him and tells him “He’s really improving!”, and Steve turns to grin impudently at Eddie like he did all the work, Eddie flips him off once more. His crush on Steve Harrington is officially over. He is in his anti era now.

But he did buy the guitar, and he mounts it on his wall. A guitar...that was destined for an alternate dimension. A guitar for drawing away demobats, paid for by Steve, in a moment of sleaziness. (And yes, Eddie did tell Corroded Coffin that Steve was their biggest financier.) 

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