#Stopped only by busy schedule that doesn't have time to fit in a class from another timezone.

[bunni-v1]

Oh, I would LOVE to hear more about your college au!!

I feel like a lot of folks just age them up and call it a day, but I love when I run into people really detail their own au out. One thing I loved that I ran into once was the idea that each dorm was divided into majors - and that's part of your sorting. Pomefiore being Theater Arts (Epel, farm boy going to college to improve and modernize his town agriculture, is just extra horrified lol) though I figure they could probably pick their own minor.

Anyway, I adore hearing details!

TWST College AU (First Years!!!)

🍓Hiiiiii! Thank you for asking! I figured I'd just answer this informally since it shouldn't take too long! (And, to be honest, I don't feel like writing a bunch of headcannons for the entire cast :/)

I really like the idea of the dorms being sorted by major, but uhm... I see Ace as a Film major and Riddle as a Med School student so... that wouldn't really work for me?

The basic idea IS to age them up because I am a college student and I want to write about college students -- plus, the twst campus is set up A LOT like a college already, so I always felt weird that it was a high school? Even when I was still a high schooler playing the game, it never felt like a high school, so obviously I decided to just... change it because that's what fanfic is for.

I also didn't want to just... make them all 18. Like... consistency is important people! Leona is 24 now, sorry girlies <3

So I've talked about the age differences and explained Ortho and all that in my rules (read them please :3). I also mentioned that they act differently! The first years won't change too much, because they are still NEW college students, but they respond to things with more maturity than they would if they were just 15/16 year olds. Because... of course, they would. (I would hope 18-year-olds would be a little more mature.)

But I didn't talk about the structures that I changed, mostly based on my own schedule. I'm only gonna use the first years as examples so please forgive me for ignoring your faves <3

So, the first thing I changed is there is no homeroom teacher because we don't have homeroom teachers in college! So, students have multiple different classes throughout the day.

Let's take our little film major Ace, shall we? Ace's first class of the day is a 'core' class, which is the class he has with Yuu and Deuce. It's a basic magic history course that's required for everyone to take, and it's mostly filled with other first-years. Jack, Epel, and Sebek are all in the class too! This class happens three times a week, MWF. He has three other classes, two of which are major-related and one of which is another core magic class.

Each student has their own specific schedule, and they sometimes overlap with each other. This includes first, second, and third years. To give you a little example: Epel and Ruggie take a course on magic plants together!

Many of the courses at NRC have magic at their core -- because it's a magic school -- but their students are free to study whatever they please! That's why Ace is a film major because he wants to be. He cannot, however, pick what kind of magic he gets to study.

Because, of course, the kind of magic you study is based on the dorm you are sorted into. Students have to take at least four classes to do with their dorm's magic type to graduate. It's harder for some students and easier for others.

Epel, of course, hates Pomefiore because he HATES potion-making. He is also surrounded by many theatre majors because... well... just because your dorm doesn't decide your major doesn't stop the same types of people from gathering in one place.

Each dorm has a stereotypical major type associated with it. Many students in Octinivelle are business majors, Pomefiore is performing arts, Savanahclaw is the fitness kids, etc.

So, with all that out of the way, I want to go through the core cast of first years. Namely, their majors and the way I've tweaked their personalities.

Ace: As I mentioned, he's a film major! He loves movies, and he's such a geek about them, so he thought 'Why not!' To be specific, he wants to go into film writing, but he's not dedicated himself to it yet. He's still got four years ahead of him, so he doesn't have to worry about it too hard. Ace is a LOT more chill as a college student. He still teases his friends and he's STILL a huge dickhead, but he knows when he fucked up and needs to apologize. He's more willing to just back off when he needs to and accept his faults as his own, unlike highschool Ace in game. He's still got a firey personality and will stand up to authority, so at his core, he's still the same Ace, just a bit more chilled out.

Deuce: Is a first-generation college student, so he feels like he's got a lot riding on his back. He went into business, mostly because he felt like he HAD to if he wanted a good life for himself. However, he dabbles in a lot of stuff. He constantly does a ton of extracurriculars and is curious about all the courses at NRC. This Deuce is more self-assured than he usually is. He's confident in what he feels he wants/needs, even if it ISN'T what he wants/needs. He, however, still is not great at managing his anger. He still has really big outbursts when he's been upset by something, but he tries his best to keep a cool head and ALWAYS apologizes afterward to his friends.

Jack: You guys are just gonna have to trust me on this one. Jack is majoring in kinesiology with a minor in physical education. He wants to be a personal trainer/occupational therapist! In my opinion, Jack stays the MOST consistent among the first years. He's still pretty strong in his sense of justice, and he's reliable and generally pretty nice. The only thing I could really see changing is that he's a bit more approachable and he's more willing to talk to his fellow students.

Epel: POOR EPEL LMAO. He's an agricultural major, specifically in Agribusiness so he can help his family farm grow more, because he loves his granny so much. He also minors in Agricultural magic -- so, learning about how magic can be used to cultivate plants and the like. Imagine his surprise when he's shoved into the "performing arts" dorm. Epel has more come into his own as a college student. He'd be less pissy about his more feminine looks, though he still tries his best to appear more masculine. He's more willing to bite back at Vil than normal as well because he's an adult now and he doesn't wanna be pushed around.

Ortho: Kid genius! He's a robot, so of course he's a kid genius. Ortho is the only member of the cast who is still under 18 (he's 16 years old and in college!) He majors in computer science, specifically robotics -- he likes to understand how he works lol. BUT, he's an anthropology minor! He likes learning about humans too! He's still very much adoring of his brother, but he has a personality outside of that lol. He's sassy and witty, and really sociable! I'd go so far as to say he's popular around campus, especially since he involves himself in a bunch of different activities.

Sebek: Sebek majors in Magical Studies! It's a general major that can be filtered down into multiple different specific majors, but as for now, he's just Magic Studies generally. Sebek is... an oddball... even still in college. His love for Malleus has never gone away, nor has his dedication. He's like the kid you meet who never really grew up past their freshman year -- mostly because they were never really exposed to ideas outside of what they know. College would have him on edge because A LOT of it is just questioning what he knows, and he's not handling it well. I would say he's probably more awkward than anything. Not as in him making others uncomfortable with his weird behaviors, but him making HIMSELF uncomfortable because of it lol. (He still needs to grow a lot!)

That's all I can think of though! Thank you for asking, I loveeeeeeee questions!!

#bunni babbles 🍓 #twst #bunni's treats 🧁 #twisted wonderland #ace trappola #deuce spade #sebek zigvolt #ortho shroud #epel felmier #jack howl

[aesterblaster]

Hedonism and Heavy Spending

Summary: Headcannons about how the Blue Lock characters would pamper their s/o or show love through gift giving :} , no warnings, gender neutral , askjendieufbiuebd can you tell my love language is gift giving TT

Characters: Isagi, Chris, Aryu, Rin, Reo, Niko

Songs: Putting on the Ritz - Mel Torme , I've Got A Crush On You - In The Mood , Sh-Boom - The Chords

Aryu would be a pathetic pile of a man if it wasn't for your weekly spa day. Of course he loves quality time more than anything and genuinely cherishes the moments he can spend with you instead of training or on the field. Aryu shows his love through small gestures as much as big ones, applying different spa masks with you while watching some painfully bad romance movie you two can giggle at. Sometimes you swear that he doesn't actually enjoy these types of movies and just turns them on because he likes listening to you laugh. (Which...true..)

When it comes to big gestures, expect your closet to be full with every piece of clothing you've ever had the impulse to buy. Hulls are common with him. Why not make sure that his beloved looks just as good as him? He studies your wardrobe, makes note of every style you enjoy, and matches it effortlessly. Aryu knows it's cheesy, but he loves seeing your face light up at the packages stacked against the doorway from all your favorite brands. And yes, he insists on wearing matching outfits.

Isagi is a very modest and down to earth person from a middle class background. He never really needed to save, but he never needed to spend either, type of deal. So when he gains fame and wealth from his soccer career he doesn't really know what to do with the money left over after he donates piles of it to various charities and future Blue Lock projects. A considerable amount ends up going to you. Why not enjoy traveling if he has to do it so often anyway? Or get a vacation home for when you two want to get away for a while?

Honestly, he enjoys seeing what life has to offer and being in new situations where he can really flex his brain. So expect to be brought to a ton of puzzle rooms and different types of niche resturants. If you see an experience that piques your interest just tell him about it and he'll make sure to make time in his busy schedule. After all what's the point to life if you two just stay cooped up and stop going out? Isagi relishes the feeling of solving a puzzle with you or even the drive there, resting a hand on your leg as he asks you for directions.

Chris of course gets brand deal upon brand deal, but surprisingly enough he keeps all those products away from you. As much as he puts on an act for cameras, he knows the difference between quality and something designed to work only twice. The only piece of work he brings home with him is Prince Water (which actually does taste really good). But, he is extravagant what can I say, the smallest gift you'll be getting from him is probably jewlery.

He genuinely loves you and prides himself on being able to make your life a nice and easy one. Although his ego does come into play, with many of his gifts having small reminders that they were from him, they're always catered to you. A car modified to your needs, a specific book case that fits perfectly into the corner of your office, anything really. He's usually a bit aloof, but as long as you adore him he'll adore you and pay extra attention to what he gives you instead of just throwing brand names at you.

Rin would rather die than admit this to you, but he actually appreciates it a lot when you give him gifts. He only really realizes that that's a thing he can do after you give him something for your "when we met" anniversary. Then he's head over heels for gift giving. A form of showing his love that can be exchanged wordlessly? Yes please. While he struggles to fully grasp it at first, not knowing what to get you to fully show his appreciation, he eventually finds his groove.

He enjoys just existing around you, so most of the gifts he gives you are extremely practical and can be used around the house. Rin isn't one for flaunting or hitting the town and most of the time the two of you need a staycation to rest after all the travelling to matches and interviews. The biggest gift he'd ever gotten you was a pet animal of your choice (as long as it's not something too exotic/dangerous lol) for your birthday. Albeit, only after months of you begging him.

Reo gives you big gifts without even thinking, to him an upscale vacation or getting new brand-name clothes for you is just a common courtesy. Honestly, if anything, you need to tell him to tune it down before people think that you're just with him for his money. Trust me, it's hard to start dating Reo Mikage but once you are you're guaranteed a level of luxury that you were previously blind to. He isn't the type to flaunt persay, he just doesn't think what he does is flaunting since he's grown up with it.

So what's really special, to you at least, is when he starts giving you smaller gifts. Things that might not even register as gifts. A doodle of you looking out the window or a small keychain that refrences some inside joke between the two of you. Something that only you would really understand, handed to you in passing before Reo turns to smile at you and watch your reaction. Don't bother thanking him, he'll just say not to worry about it.

Niko is honestly a huge nerd at heart. Expect a lot of books and novelty items from him. He will totally go to stores for audiences you didn't even know existed with you. Stores that sell strange mashes of anime merch and art supplies and food that have you stretching your budget. World markets are also a big place to visit for the two of you. He will beg you to take him similar places in whatever country you live in in turn.

A lot of his bigger gifts are for special occasions, Niko worries that if he gives you gifts too often they'll start to lose meaning. They're always extremely well planned out and usually take a lot of time. Like the time he brought you on a cross country roadtrip for your birthday. He adores freaking out with you over whatever obsession you're currently going through and spending time with you whenever he can.

#sorry im enjoying old love songs and being sappy <33333 #spotify is abt to name 1940s music as my top genre if i keep going w the playlist i was listening to while writing this #blue lock headcannons #blue lock #bllk #bluelock #blue lock hcs #niko ikki #reo mikage #chris blue lock #niko blue lock #reo bllk #isagi bluelock #blue lock isagi #isagi x reader #rin itoshi x reader #aryu blue lock #aryu jyubei #blue lock x reader #blue lock x yn

[nickmaghighlights]

Nick Mag Highlights - #43 August 1998

We now return to our regularly scheduled programming! Spring is in the air, but can’t it just be summer already? Let’s get a head start by checking out Issue #43 from August, 1998.

First let me say, I love this cover! It really surprises me that they didn’t feature more Nicktoons crossovers for cover art, it’s a fun idea. Dare I say it might be the only Nickelodeon Magazine cover featuring a crossover between different Nick shows? With original art, I mean. (The Jimmy-Timmy Power Hour and its sequels got their own dedicated issue covers but that's different, it doesn't count.)

Before we begin, just letting you know you can read the magazine along with me here.

Well, can you find which flavors are fake and which are real? 

Yep, the ones that sound fake… are fake! 

It’s a bit obvious isn’t it? If Gatorade had played their cards right they could have tripped everyone up and taken this as an opportunity to announce a new “Trout” flavor. Missed opportunity indeed.

I’d say we’ve got the makings of another winner issue here. There’s nothing like the excitement of an impending summer vacation! Although, if you were alive when this magazine was released, chances are summer vacation stopped being a thing for you a while ago. But hey, I say you're never too old to have fun! So grab your sunscreen, beach towels, and feel free to take any notes for when you’re making your summer plans. Let’s dive in!

A three foot long poster? Well I’ll be, I’m surprised there’s any space left in the box to fit the cereal! 

Little history lesson here for those unfamiliar: If you check the bottom right of the page, you’ll find mention of nickelOzone. nickelOzone was a short-lived hour-long programming block that ran on Nickelodeon from 1998 to 2000. Suppose this little cereal stunt was a means of promoting their new block? That might be even easier to figure out than the Gatorade puzzle.

Online sources say that nickelOzone played from Sunday to Friday (sorry, Saturday fans) from 8 PM to 9 PM, and was aimed towards an older, preteen audience. I’m not really sure about that though, since it seemed to just play shows from Nick’s usual lineup anyway, like Hey Arnold! for example.

Maybe checking out the bumper that would play to start off the block will shed some light on things.

… Nope, guess not.

Also no, I'm not going to say anything about the three-legged freak boy in the ad. Stop asking.

Gotta say, they’re already really selling me on the summer vibes. I appreciate using stuff like kayaking and carnivals to represent summer fun as opposed to the usual beach iconography. I don’t appreciate the closeup dog mouth picture as much.

That one question about the interviews Nick Magazine conducts is a bit interesting though, because I’ve also wondered how they get all their short responses, like for these kinds of sections:

Kudos to R.L. Stine for looking exactly like you expect he would.

Did they just send out questions en masse via email or letters, and publish whatever responses they got in time? I wonder if some of the actors’ agents or PR people ever answered on behalf of their client with on-brand responses because the actors themselves were busy. I know they’re just one or two sentences, but I wouldn’t be surprised if big actors have people to take care of little promotional stuff like this, even if they’re about answering personal questions. What do you think?

Alright, here’s a better question: Am I overthinking this?

I would really love to speak to someone who won or went to the same school as someone who won one of these kinds of giveaways. Y’know, one of these types where you win a party for your class or have a popular band come and do a concert in the gymnasium. That kind of thing. I wonder how they go about planning and executing that sort of operation. What if the school just says no? Maybe they just dump the prizes at your house.

I can’t say I expected something quite so pleasant out of a Nickelodeon Magazine, but I like it! I’d also like to give some appreciation to the late Joan Steiner and her series of Look-Alikes books for giving me my next aesthetic to obsess over. Oh, to be a little guy living in a world made of snacks and knick-knacks without a care in the world…

If you find the world of Look-Alikes as lovely as I do and want to see more, you can borrow it from the Internet Archive.

Now even if it is just a s’more turned green, this still is a cute way to personalize a famous summer snack. I mean, just take a look at these satisfied customers! 

(Ask your doctor if you think soggy green marshmallows are the right choice for your summer camping trips.)

Some of you might be familiar with this ad’s TV commercial counterpart, but Nick Mag readers were also obliged to find Banjo-Kazooie’s magic puzzle piece hiding in their grocery store’s usual Keebler goods. I find the choice to portray Banjo & Kazooie as mute, 3D freaks in a 2D world a little odd. Did they think kids wouldn’t understand the game was 3D if Banjo was illustrated, or something?

If you were even thinking about becoming your school’s #1 cool kid, you better do your research in amassing the components necessary to complete the Rugrats style. This is so crucial, Nickelodeon was even kind enough to give 500 kids the chance to snag chic baby merchandise to secure their high-end societal status. Oh yeah, the $10,000 grand prize is neat too, I guess. 

Excuse the weird aspect ratio, I had to edit the page slightly to make everything look neat for the picture.

In addition to gag product labels, Nick Magazine also used to be in the business of gag postcards. Ain’t that just the bee’s knees? I don’t recall Nick printing many of these back when I started reading in the 2000’s (I mean c’mon, postcards? Instant message me when they start printing gag emails, grandpa), which is unfortunate. I might’ve gotten more use out of these than a fake label for dental floss. There were very few times as a child where my friends were in close vicinity to dental floss, but they definitely all had mailboxes!

Jeez, what is this, the giveaway issue? Sorry Arnold, but I already just spent hours convincing my Mom to search for Banjo-Kazooie's magic puzzle piece and apply for a lifetime's supply of Rugrats pencils. Just be happy I bought your 3-foot long poster and move along!

Ah, is there any other activity more tried-and-true than the ever-popular maze? Between activity books and restaurant kids’ menus I think they may be more common than the word search at this point.

Interestingly, when also considering the Look-Alikes pages, I’m surprised by how straightforward this magazine is when it comes to crediting the artists of these activities (and with big, bold, differently-colored text, no less). Back when I was checking out issue #115 I had to head to the back of the book just to find some proper attributions! I wonder what changed between 1998 and 2005?

Speaking of which, Rodica Prato is still active in the industry to this day! You can find a lot of her works on her Instagram. She does tons of large, natural landscapes in a style very similar to this page here, give her a look!

Another Comic Book, coming up! I’ve actually got a lot to say about this one cause-

Oh, uh, I’m sorry! It seems I accidentally skipped an interview. Usually they don't make 'em as small as this… Hm, this is awkward…

Seriously, what's with the shortchange? Did they want to get Chevy Chase and when that fell through interviewing Beverly D'Angelo was Plan B? Sorry you weren't deemed full page material, Mrs. Griswold.

Alright, sorry, where were we? Right, let’s take a look at the Comic Book for this issue.

Starting us off, I actually got a lot of laughs out of the “Prankvertisement” on the left page, maybe the most I’ve laughed at any Nick Mag content since starting this blog! Convincing someone they mathematically don’t exist and having them immediately fade away, unable to even find a hole in the formula is so funny in such a ridiculous way to me. 

Also, I tried the activity on the right page. It’s kind of a fun idea, but it made me dizzy. I recommend it to anyone reading who might be deserving of such a fate.

Finally, another history lesson opportunity! The Southern Fried Fugitives was one of Nick Magazine’s first ongoing comics, and was pretty synonymous with the mag’s brand during their publication. It had been canceled sometime before the 2000’s, and while it's personally not the most appealing to me, I can see how its art and wacky premise factored into its longevity.

Eagle-eyed readers might have already spotted these strips underneath some of the pages. Like the similarly formatted Impy & Wormer, these are short gags slotted in the bottom of each page of the Comic Book in what’s probably the most effective use of empty space since that ship that got stuck in the Suez Canal. There’s more than what’s in my picture, but they all also follow the “[Thing] who is always stuck 10 seconds in the future” setup, so take a look if you’re really dying for more of those. 

These strips come from famous American illustrator Tony Millionaire, who’s probably most well-known for his Sock Monkey series of children’s books and the comic strip Maakies. He’s worked with DC & Marvel, done art for a They Might Be Giants album, and has produced a veritable mountain of independent work. On the Nickelodeon side of things, he recently did work on Boom! Studios’ Rocko’s Modern Life series of comic books. You can find him and his stunning work on Instagram.

So, after passing another edition of Scene but Not Heard and a short n’ sweet CatDog comic I haven’t got much to say on, we come across… Hey, I remember these guys! Funky & Miriam’s House of Random Words was a sort of comic/activity hybrid where readers were challenged to guess the right definition of the word the characters were using. These are fun! And they make a vocabulary virtuoso such as myself feel smart, in spite of the fact I’m reading a magazine for children.

Odd thing to end off the Comic Book with, don’t you think? Unless it ended earlier? I can never tell since they don’t actually say when the Comic Book is over, exactly. Anyway, I know how this sounds, but I would really appreciate some citations here! How can we be so sure that “monster obstacles” in minigolf only really started in the 1950s? 

Hm?

Really making kids put the work in here, huh? I feel like this might be one too many mazes above the average reader’s paygrade. Good thing kids can just turn the page or you would've severely handicapped your marketing.

Pages edited to show both the back and front.

This is a pretty fun idea for a prank, and I know as a kid I would’ve appreciated some way to liven up the road trip experience. A gag newspaper would’ve done the trick! Well, it sounds good on paper, but maybe not magazine paper. Yeah I feel like the crinkly texture of plastic-y paper might give away this one-page periodical as a phony before the prankee gets the chance to read it. Unfortunate, but what can you do? Statistically this prank must’ve worked at least one time.

Alright, I can usually handle Nickelodeon’s slime-based image and all the drippings that have come with it, but this actually makes me want to gag. The idea of cracking through the cold, hard exterior of a popsicle and unearthing a filling of thick, syrupy slop underneath is not really my idea of a good time. A quick look-up shows that these things do indeed have their fans, so maybe I’m missing grout- er, uh, missing out.

We’ve got our calendar for the issue here, and while I’m still not impressed by the calendar’s comedy, I do appreciate the wide variety of fun facts and celebrity birthdays. This is just another way for kids to gain little random pieces of knowledge, and I’m all for it! Kids love finding out random facts, it's like the fun version of learning.

This is a pretty good tutorial, and it actually teaches some important drawing tips, like breaking down figures into shapes and making outlines and temporary lines for guidance. Yeah it’s basic, but for a young audience, I give it a thumbs-up. Just like Arnold.

Oh, wow. This is genuinely some history in the making! It’s interesting to see the likes of The Fairly Oddparents and ChalkZone being mentioned before they and their creators became such hot topics. For those unfamiliar or forgetful, Oh Yeah! Cartoons was a Nickelodeon show that premiered in 1998. It was an anthology of sorts, with each episode featuring a couple of short cartoons created by various filmmakers in the industry. It ran for three years, spanning a total of 34 episodes, and like those other two shows I mentioned, it was where My Life as a Teenage Robot got its start. Cartoon Network had tried a similar format a couple years before Oh Yeah! Cartoons, with its own anthology show What a Cartoon!. That show gave us Dexter’s Laboratory, The Powerpuff Girls, Johnny Bravo, among others. Both shows were fantastic means of creating tons of new, varied content and spawning shows that are still beloved to this day. 

So yeah, needless to say, can we get another one of these kinds of shows, please? There’s only so many more reboots you can make, right? Right?

Time to wrap things up, and we’ve got the usual last-minute ads and gags, but I do want to talk about Hey, Herb!. This was a section where readers could write in to then-Nickelodeon president Herb Scannell and ask their burning questions. As you can probably tell though, the audience of elementary school kids reading Nickelodeon Magazine usually weren’t very sure on what to ask. So these sections tend to be pretty small. As Nickelodeon’s fourth president, Scannell oversaw the release of some of Nick’s most popular shows, including Spongebob Squarepants, Danny Phantom, and Avatar: The Last Airbender during his ten-year long stint. I’d love to ask him what that was like, but seeing as how this was before all that, I guess these are pretty good questions too. (He does kind of look like Jimmy Smits).

And with that, we put a lid on another rip-roaring edition of Nickelodeon Magazine. As per usual, I didn’t get to everything in the issue, just the stuff I had things to say about. Honorable mentions for this issue include some gag flyers for fake tourists traps (to go along with the gag truckstop newspaper), and the previously mentioned CatDog and Scene but Not Heard comics. KABLAM! fans might also be interested in checking out page #58 which includes an interview with Stephen Holman, the creator of the show’s recurring Life with Loopy segment.

In other news, Nickelodeon just celebrated its 44th anniversary two days ago! So, why didn’t I post this NMH then instead of today? Well… it was April Fool’s Day too, wasn’t it? Uh, April Fool’s?

That’s all the fun in the sun we've got for now. Enjoy spring while you've still got it, 'cause summer will be here before you know it! Have fun, and until next time, keep on reading!

#nmh post #90s #1998 #nickelodeon #magazine #hey arnold

[jaejoongbornfreeonekiss]

Love life updates 2023

I think jaejoong is dating somoene for couple months now.

Here why:

-He stopped doing groom class despite that program being the only program where he can be seen in a TV broadcast (before magic lamp). He could have a segment each month or more if his schedule is full but no,he just stopped doing it completly.The reason is that he can't date somoene and pretend to be single in that program.The other cast with him (Lee Kyu Han) also stopped doing the program few months ago and dispatch recently revealed that he is dating a member from brave girls starting the same time when he left the program.

You can compare it also to JS who did the program for a long time since he was single during all that time.JJ just did 4-5 ep if i'm not mistaken and each shooting took like a day.So despite a busy schedule,it's not impossible to fit a day per month to shoot this program if he wants to.

-He always talks about having a gf and thinking about marriage in his yt show then he brushed it off saying his gf is his fans.He is tasting the waters to see his fans reaction for this.

-He stopped saying that he wants a gf/wants to date.In the past,he himself revealed that if he says he WANTS a gf , it means he is single and if he says he DOESN'T have a gf,it means he is dating but can't reveal it to the public.I don't blame him,his fans (especially jaefans) get so mad at him and even some boycotted him when rumors about him dating surfaced years ago.

#jaejoong

[maharghaideovate]

Mythbusting Online MBAs: Addressing Concerns with LPU's Program

Hey everyone, juggling work, life, and the pursuit of an MBA can feel like a three-ring circus. But what if you could gain the prestigious credentials while maintaining your current commitments? Dive into the exciting world of online MBA! These programs are becoming increasingly popular, but with that popularity comes a fair share of questions and uncertainties.

Let's address some of the biggest concerns people have about these programs and see how Lovely Professional University's Online MBA program or LPU Online tackles them head-on. By debunking these myths, we'll help you decide if an online MBA from LPU could be the key to unlocking your career potential.

Myth #1: Online MBAs Lack Interaction and Engagement

Gone are the days of online learning conjuring images of students passively absorbing information from a screen. LPU's Online program shatters this myth by fostering a dynamic and interactive learning environment. Imagine yourself participating in lively discussions with professors and classmates from across India, all from the comfort of your home.

The program strategically blends asynchronous and synchronous learning methods. Asynchronous learning provides flexibility, allowing you to access pre-recorded lectures, downloadable course materials, and online discussion forums at your own pace. This caters to busy professionals who can't always make it to a fixed class schedule. But LPU doesn't stop there.

The program comes alive with synchronous learning sessions. Think of engaging video conferences where you actively participate in real-time discussions with professors and classmates. Instructors leverage online tools to make these sessions interactive and collaborative. They might use online polls and quizzes to gauge student understanding, breakout rooms for group discussions and case study analysis, or even virtual whiteboards for brainstorming sessions. This collaborative approach not only enhances learning but also fosters a sense of community among online learners.

Myth #2: Online Learning Requires Strict Self-discipline, and It's Easy to Fall Behind

Flexibility is a double-edged sword. While it allows you to fit your studies around your existing commitments, it also requires strong time management skills. LPU understands this concern and equips you with one of the best accredited online MBA programs that provides all the tools and support system necessary to succeed in the online environment.

The courses are meticulously structured with clear deadlines and expectations, ensuring you stay on track and avoid feeling overwhelmed. Each student is assigned a dedicated faculty advisor who acts as your personal guide and cheerleader. These advisors are readily available to answer questions, provide personalized guidance, and help you navigate any challenges you might face.

LPU's online learning management system (LMS) serves as your central hub for all course materials, assignments, and communication. Within the LMS, you'll find a treasure trove of resources designed to support your online learning journey. These include tutorials on using the LMS effectively, time management tools to help you stay organized, and communication channels like email forums and discussion boards. These forums allow you to connect with instructors and peers, ask for clarification, and share experiences, fostering a sense of camaraderie and support.

LPU might even offer workshops or online seminars on time management strategies specifically tailored to online learners. This proactive approach empowers you to excel in the program's flexible format.

Myth #3: The Online Format Doesn't Provide Valuable Networking Opportunities

In today's job market, a powerful professional network can unlock doors to exciting career opportunities. But how do you network effectively in an online environment? LPU tackles this challenge by creating a vibrant online community specifically for its MBA students.

Imagine dedicated online forums and student groups where you can connect with classmates from diverse backgrounds and professional experiences. These online platforms provide opportunities to share insights, collaborate on projects, and build lasting relationships with individuals who might become valuable connections down the line.

The program also recognizes the importance of connecting students with industry professionals. LPU incorporates guest lectures from established figures in the business world. These online sessions aren't just informative; they're opportunities to gain valuable insights into current trends and practices, network with potential mentors, and even make connections with future employers.

LPU understands the power of its alumni network and leverages it to connect students with graduates who are already making waves in their respective fields. This not only provides valuable mentorship opportunities but also opens doors to potential internships, job opportunities, and industry connections that could give your career a significant boost.

Myth #4: Online MBA Hold Less Value Compared to Traditional MBA

A lingering misconception is that online MBAs hold less weight compared to traditional ones. Some folks might worry that potential employers might view online degrees as less rigorous or valuable. Here's the deal: LPU's distance learning MBA program is accredited, ensuring it meets rigorous academic standards just like a traditional MBA program. The curriculum is designed to be relevant to the ever-changing business landscape, equipping you with in-demand skills that are highly sought-after by employers. Graduates of LPU's Online MBA program have gone on to achieve success in various industries, demonstrating the program's value and credibility.

Conclusion

Earning an MBA online can be a transformative experience, allowing you to elevate your career while maintaining your current commitments. The courses at LPU effectively addresses the common concerns surrounding online education, offering a well-structured curriculum, a supportive learning environment, and valuable networking opportunities. If you're a working professional with a thirst for knowledge and a desire to propel your career forward, LPU's online MBA program might be the perfect springboard to take you to the next level.

So, what are you waiting for? Take the first step towards a brighter future and explore the possibilities that LPU's online MBA program can offer!

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Unlocking the Benefits of In-Home Personal Training: Your Path to a Healthier You

In today's fast-paced world, finding time for fitness can be a challenge. Balancing work, family, and social commitments often leaves little room for dedicated trips to the gym. Fortunately, the solution may be closer than you think – in the comfort of your own home. In-home personal training is gaining popularity as a convenient and effective way to achieve your fitness goals while minimizing the barriers that often deter individuals from pursuing a healthier lifestyle.

The Personal Touch

One of the most significant advantages of In-Home Personal Training Alexandria is the personalized approach it offers. Unlike traditional gym workouts, where you might follow generic routines or group classes, in-home training sessions are tailored specifically to your needs and goals. Your personal trainer will assess your fitness level, listen to your objectives, and design a customized workout plan just for you. This personal touch ensures that every exercise is effective and safe, minimizing the risk of injury and maximizing your results.

Convenience and Time Savings

Time is a precious commodity, and in-home personal training respects that. When you choose this option, you eliminate the need to commute to the gym, wait for equipment, or schedule your workouts around crowded class times. Instead, your trainer comes to you, at a time that suits your schedule. This flexibility can be a game-changer for those with busy lives, making it easier to commit to regular exercise and stay on track with your fitness goals.

Comfort and Familiarity

Working out at home provides a level of comfort and familiarity that can enhance your fitness experience. You're in a space where you feel at ease, free from the potential intimidation of a crowded gym or the pressure of performing in front of others. This comfort can also be especially beneficial for individuals who are just starting their fitness journey or those who may have insecurities about their bodies.

Accountability and Motivation

In-home personal training offers a built-in support system. Your trainer is not just there to guide you through exercises but also to hold you accountable. Knowing that you have a scheduled appointment with your trainer can be a powerful motivator to stick to your fitness routine. They'll track your progress, make adjustments as needed, and provide the encouragement and motivation you need to stay committed to your goals.

Safety and Wellness

Safety is paramount in any fitness program, and in-home personal training provides a controlled environment. Your trainer ensures that you use proper form and technique during exercises, reducing the risk of injury. Additionally, they can adapt workouts to accommodate any physical limitations or health concerns you may have, making it a safe and effective option for people of all fitness levels and ages.

Cost-Effective Long-Term Solution

While some may think that in-home personal training is a luxury, it can actually be a cost-effective long-term solution. Consider the expenses associated with a gym membership, commuting, and possibly hiring multiple trainers or attending specialized classes. In-home training consolidates these costs into a single, personalized service that may prove more economical in the long run.

A Holistic Approach to Health

In-home personal training doesn't stop at exercise; it often includes guidance on nutrition and lifestyle choices. Your trainer can offer nutritional advice and help you make healthier choices, complementing your fitness routine and contributing to your overall well-being.

in-home personal training is a modern fitness solution that brings exercise to your doorstep, offering numerous benefits such as personalization, convenience, comfort, accountability, and safety. It's a holistic approach to health that not only helps you achieve your fitness goals but also empowers you to lead a healthier and happier life.

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I posted 280 times in 2022

That's 275 more posts than 2021!

19 posts created (7%)

261 posts reblogged (93%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 228 of my posts in 2022

Only 19% of my posts had no tags

#art - 146 posts

#fanart - 144 posts

#persona5 - 137 posts

#queuing because i can - 119 posts

#writing - 41 posts

#myfanfics - 16 posts

#akeshu - 16 posts

#fe3h - 12 posts

#shuake - 11 posts

#akeshuake - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 74 characters

#because it captures exactly the vibes goro had in my mind while reading it

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Slightly cracky 'he was the gardener all along'-idea.

Let's turn the 'Akira's parents are loaded'-headcanon up to 11. They have a huge elaborate garden. Akira comes back and slots seamlessly back into the family.

His parents ignore him as much as before, but they don't think of him as an absolute criminal, so that's nice. But they are adamant about him not going back to Tokyo, and more or less forcing him to enroll in the college in the next bigger town.

Maybe they could pull some strings despite his (overturned) criminal record. He goes there after protesting, being sure he will transfer at the first opportunity. It's not that bad. Morgana's here, his friends can video call and message, and he mostly has the house to himself.

On one of the rare occasions his parents are there, they inform him that they hired a new gardener from a local firm with good reviews, and he's supposed to keep an eye out if he does a good job, etc. And he does! The flowers look better than ever.

It's a delight to see the garden flourish, especially after he spent working so many hours at the flower shop. He starts doing his homework outside, but he hasn't seen or met the gardener yet, since he always comes around when Akira has classes.

Until one day - classes are canceled - he looks out the window and sees someone working out there. Imagine the general gardener fit, jeans, a t-shirt, if we're daring a straw hat, and Akira's just looking. And keeps looking.

He likes the glimpses of sun-bleached hair he sees and the slight tan, but he's busy, having a call with Ann scheduled, and during it, he carries the laptop over to the window and she approves of what she sees, comparing Akira to a romance heroine lusting after the gardener.

He just laughs. He doesn't laugh when he sees the gardener remove his shirt the next time. And thus begins Akira's journey of lusting after the gardener, but trying not to become a cliché by being inappropriate towards the guy. He hasn't even seen his face!

And well, it's summer soon, and he still misses Goro, and maybe Ann was right that he should distract himself, and flirt a little. And of course, there's a pool in the garden. Because of course. And maybe he should do his homework at different times on one of the beach chairs.

Wearing shorts and t-shirts, maybe even a tank top if he's particularly brave, to see if there might be a little interest. And there is! It's almost as if the gardener can't look away whenever Akira enters the garden and makes his way to his new favorite spot.

The guy keeps working and himself hidden, but it's as if Akira can feel his eyes on him. They keep staring at each other once the other looks away, and it's fun for a while. Definitely distracts him from everything else going on in his life.

At one point he gets bold enough to just approach the gardener. More or less sneaking up on him. And when he finally makes a noise to let him know Akira's approaching, he turns around.

And Akira stares into the face of one Goro Akechi, who found his calling in taking care of plants and nurturing them during their time apart.

*bows* That is all.

6 notes - Posted November 19, 2022

#4

PT.exe has stopped working an akeshuake No Powers AU, in which a Dating Sim appears on the Phansite.

Graphic for this post and the fic has been made by the wonderful @nosmallpotatoes!

Pairing: Goro Akechi/Akira Kurusu - Rating: M

Posted for ShuAke Week 2022 Day Six: Rule 63 - Crossover - Dating Sim

7 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

#3

True Romance is Dead (I shot it in the chest then in the head) 

Pairing: Goro Akechi/Akira Kurusu - Rating: M

A self-indulgent fic I'm actually rather proud of. Maybe one day I'll even write the second part.

Posted for ShuAke Week 2022 Day Two: Body Swap - Heist - Cooking

7 notes - Posted November 19, 2022

#2

Tell a little truth an akeshu one-shot written for the Monster Smash event on Twitter.

My gift for @enlacinglineswrites who wanted shuake/akeshu with a bit of truth serum.

Pairing: Goro Akechi/Akira Kurusu - Rating: E

Summary:

The truth that spilled out of him made Goro's eyes widen once more, but he gave no answer, just kept thinking, hand going up to his chin, already absorbed in whatever he was puzzling over.

“Just a hypothesis, but whatever you did to the potion very obviously made us unable to lie.”

After accidentally brewing a healing potion with another interesting property, Akira and Goro have to navigate the lingering effects of a truth potion.

14 notes - Posted November 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Claws and Feathers an akeshuake soulmate AU with shapeshifting.

Pairing: Goro Akechi/Akira Kurusu - Rating: M

Posted for ShuAke Week 2022 Day Five: Bad End - Sickfic - Shapeshifting

24 notes - Posted November 20, 2022

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Someone's Someone | Bang Chan Oneshot (2)

✎ Genre : CEO AU, Soulmate AU, Fluff

✎ Pairings : Bang Chan X Reader

✎ Word Count : 5.5k words

✎ Synopsis : We all just wanna be someone's someone that we can't live without. At this time, Chan was looking for his. And unexpectedly, he was already tied down to someone.

✎ Warnings : Explicit Language

✎ Parts : 1 , 2

" Let's just part ways here, " Saying those words felt a bit disheartening at some point, yet you chose to disregard it.

You walked forwards, while Chan stayed in his position, wearing his coat and fixing his tie. Although, something stopped you. As in you couldn't go forwards as much as you force to. Well when you did force yourself, it only tugged Chan towards you. Turning around, he was already eyeing you. " What was that for?! "

Glaring at the thread, you thought out loud, " Is this string telling me, it can only stretch itself approximately at 7 meters?! "

Twin buildings towered above you two, heavy work's shouting for the both of you. You suddenly feel so small when you found out who this dude was in the company. Either way, you stepped inside the building next to him as if you're supposed to be. You don't have any other choice though unless you wanna be dragged by this buff guy and look like a fool rolling around since the thread is invisible to the public.

" I'm surprised that you don't know who I am, " He stated as you entered the elevator with him. You could tell how much of a fuss this is already when you walked in those doors alongside him.

" Does it really have to be my fault when I only started working here a few months ago, Mr. CEO? " He responded with a chuckle.

" It's Mr. Bang, well, at work. You can call me Chan when we're not. I don't like such formality and bringing work on my rest hours. "

" Oh, so you're that Mr. Bang. The one I hid from last night, " You whispered the last sentence.

" Pardon? " The elevator chimed as you reached your floor, opening its doors swiftly.

" It's.. It's nothing, " You stuttered and hastily stepped out of the elevator while Chan followed. " Why are we on my floor again? Isn't yours like, at the very top floor just to have that stunning view of the world or something? "

" Seems like some fanfiction you got there for me, " He chuckled first while you lowered your head in embarrassment. " But no, my office is at the opposite building, about two or three levels above yours which means it's the middle floor. In addition to that, I have to discuss matters with your boss due to some adjustments that we have over here, " He brought up his thumb to your view, talking about the red string. " Just hand over the documents then wait for me outside by the door, copy? " Chan explained as he stopped in front of a dark oak door, knocking on it three times.

" Adjustments? What- "

" Come in, " The voice on the other side of the door called out. You could've had a short session of hesitations first but this Bang Chan just opens the door widely and gives off such superior vibes that gave you the chills - like he should 'cause he's the CEO, he freaking owns the place. You did wonder why you haven't been fired yet after every informalities you've shown to him. What a great first impression you got there for a Chief Executive Officer, you're never gonna get a promotion to get out of this trashy position.

The surprising entrance of the uninvited and unexpected guest caught your boss off-guard. " Ah! G-Good morning, Mr. Bang! " Ms. Kang frantically stood up and bowed, her phone slipping off of her hands and onto the desk. Looking up, she saw you behind Chan, your hand fidgeting around the strap of your bag while head held down. " And Ms... (Y/N)? " She questioned as she averted her eyes back to Chan.

" Pardon me although I won't be here for long, I'm only handing you the documents like you instructed, Ms. Kang. " You said while handing her the documents. She took a quick scan on it before she gestured you to leave. Following Chan's instructions, you wait by the door as soon as you've shut it. Trying your best to not let curiosity get the best of you and eavesdrop, you distracted yourself by scrolling through your phone and jamming to some Monsta X's songs.

" May I ask what business brought you here to my office? "

" I'd like to compromise. "

It wasn't long that you've thought about getting fired and promotions, not even hours had passed.

Yet here you are, promoted and working as the CEO's assistant on that very day like it's the only choice. Standing on the polished marble floors, opposite side of the building, in his high-class office. It was spacious enough to fit two office desks and a lounge (probably for coffee breaks or small meetings) yet grand-looking with the accent walls and chandelier. The smell of lavender and the nice fluorescent glow it had made it better. Speaking of glow, you suddenly missed Kim Seungmin, the only co-worker friend you got. His bright presence who would constantly bother you from time to time during work hours. You can't really pinpoint whether he is an angel or demon with that fact because most likely you're the one being scolded instead of him. He better be jealous by the time he finds out you're now a CEO's Assistant.

" Ms. Kang got what she wished for in exchange for you getting the 2nd best achievable seat in the company, " Chan continued to elaborate the discussion in the room where it happened as he took a seat, not even bothering to help you fix your new desk if he was a gentleman. Honestly, it's undeniably comfortable being around this man despite you only got acquainted with him this day.

" Seriously? Can't you just promote me with a snap of your fingers? " You whined, arranging all of your things out from the container.

" Maybe if I had the infinity stones, " He first joked and you're not taking it. " Although it's Ms. Kang, there's an exchange for everything with her, " He casually said, looking through his emails with his chin resting on his fist.

" I- " Learn to shut your pesky little mouth, (Y/N). Your own conscience just sealed your mouth from babbling nonsense.

Well, let's think about the bright side. First up, you're promoted, meaning you'll get a way higher pay than before. Second, you're free from Ms. Kang's grasp. Third, Chan seems like a nice and chill boss. If your impression on him will be proven wrong, in any way he couldn't be as worse as Ms. Kang 'cause so far he saved your butt and doesn't mind your attitude.

" Ah, right. You're staying at my house for the meantime, " The book you're trying to place on the top shelf just fell on your head, making you lose your balance and fall to the ground. The loud thump made Chan glance at you, preventing himself from laughing. With your head aching and vision uneven, you tried to process what he said.

" What did you say? " Chan stood up from his chair and made his way towards you.

" I said you're staying at my house until we figure out how to break this thread off, " He answered as he offered a hand for you to take. This simple action made you tense, feeling your face heating up. You gladly took it with weak legs, though you eventually got back to your own feet without his support.

" Yours? Why not mine? I bet it's closer to work than yours. "

" You got a lot of complaints, I hope you know that. "

" No I'm not! Just.. talkative, " You bluffed, pouting. " And fine, your house then. Mine's probably not as presentable as yours anyway. "

This is the red string of fate that kept you two together the whole time, knotted around one another's finger securely. Both of you share the same thoughts while sitting on the couch in the living room of Chan's luxurious penthouse. It did offer extravagant views of Seoul from the top of the apartment, making everything feel so surreal. Could it possibly be malfunctioning? It's supposed to stretch out without limitations as well as it'll be invisible to the naked eye including yours, according to the tales and legends you've heard as a child. Most importantly, how could you break it off?

" Maybe this had to do something with the child, " Chan thought to himself, legs crossed and eyes trained down to the floor. " You cleared our schedule for the week, correct? " He looked towards you, catching your gaze on him.

" Yes, I did. Why? " You couldn't help but be enchanted in his brown eyes. It did look brighter in the sunset than before as the sunlight kissed his face. You wanted to take a closer look at it as to what it may hold within those orbs.

" You know the child back in the train? The one who placed this string of fate around our fingers? " With those words, you were snapped back into reality.

" Child? No? I was asleep, remember? " You looked away and a dog's appearance caught your attention, feeling soft and in 'awe' for it immediately. It had some large brown spots on its white fur, fluffy and has this wavy ears. It looks quite similar to that dog named 'Lady' in "Lady and the Tramp". Noticing that it was really friendly even with strangers, you patted its head lightly as it neared you. Chan witnessed you bond with his partner, smiling. The dog was ecstatic to make new friends with you that it jumped to your lap. Giggling, you ruffled its fur and kissed its forehead. " Seems like you're well loved, baby~ " You cooed, booping its nose.

" She's Berry, by the way. " Chan informed you while watching you play with berry's paws.

" I have to say, she's the cutest, " You flashed a beaming smile at him, eyes forming into crescents. Chan couldn't do anything but smile back, his heart slowly melting at the scene in front of him. You caught the sight of his dimples, which made you think that it's now one of your favorite features he has. If everyday's like this, it'd be such a bliss. Yet you know it'll somehow be just another memory you'll treasure since there will be an end to this.

Back to reality, Chan further tells you the details of the occurrences while you were sleeping. " Ah, right. About the child. If my memory serves me correct, he was blonde headed and had ocean blue-like eyes. He's about 4'6 feet in height and the one who placed this thread around our fingers. When I tried to run after him, he just vanished into thin air. "

" You sure you're not being delusional? " You carefully placed berry down on the couch then made your way to the kitchen.

" Positive. " He replied while petting his companion, who's getting some rest first, before following you. You asked him what his plans were, wrapping your fingers around the refrigerator handle. Opening it, you scanned for available foods due to your stomach being upset in this whole conversation. There's a lot of goods, especially meat. You're assuming that this man eats a lot even when he's on his own. While you were busy with that, Chan thinks of an itinerary for the whole week to get your own lives back. Until, his deep thoughts were interrupted by you.

" How about we eat dinner first so then you can plan properly, hm? You want steak? " You asked, placing the ingredients you need right in front of his view. His eyes just twinkled before you and were already on the raw steak, famished.

" Chris wants steak, please! " Enthusiastically said by Chris, giggling afterwards.

" Steak coming right up just for Chris! " He responded with a small clap, smiling ear to ear. You have to be honest, your first meeting with him is just the worst than any other possible happenings to you two's first meeting. Yet you're satisfied that at least you met him in some way that brought you closer, especially with this string of fate. And today's gonna be a long night for the both of you.

It's very late at night yet your body wouldn't let you rest despite Chan giving you his whole king-sized bed while he sleeps on his divan couch a few meters away, or so you thought he's fast asleep. Although the comforter, mattress, pillows, just the bed as a whole is definitely a 5-star, you can't really sleep easily in someone else's home that you just met. Minutes that felt like hours passed, your eyes were blankly staring at the ceiling. The silence was quite dreadful for you usually at night, which is what you get for watching a fairly ton of horror movies. With a few sessions of hesitations, you decided to break it by calling Chan first. " Psst. Hey Chan. Who designed your house? "

After a short pause, you received a fade sound of shifting and a groan. " A friend of mine. His name's Hyunjin. Why do you ask? " He responded, staring at the same ceiling as you. Arms resting behind his head.

You laid down on your stomach then propped your chin on your hands, facing him. " Is he cute? "

" Seriously, (Y/N)? " He deadpanned. " Also he's already Changbin's anyway so I suggest you stay away unless you want a death wish. "

" Okay, Okay. Chill. I'm just asking, " You rolled your eyes. " I just can't sleep. "

" I already offered you the best bed there is. " Chan looked at your direction and glared.

" It's not that. It's from the fact that I can't fall asleep easily in a stranger's house, that's for sure, " You shifted again in the soft cream cotton bed, letting your body sink. It's like you're laying on a relieving cloud in the heavens.

" We've already passed the stranger level. Let's say we're acquaintances. "

" That doesn't make any such difference especially to my problem but okay. " You pouted.

A long pause surrounded the room, the chills slowly creeping on to your skin. You covered your whole body with the warm comforter, feeling the slumber visiting you little by little. A yawn escaping your lips and eyes getting droopy. Pondering for a second before you let yourself sleep, you took a last glance towards Chan. " Are you cold? " You asked when you saw him without any blankets. He responded with a hum.

" A little bit. But I'll be alright, don't worry, " He yawned, eyes getting heavy as he slowly visited dreamland. " Goodnight, (Y/N). "

However, before you reply, you silently get off the bed when you're sure Chan's too tired to even open his eyes again. Making your way around the room with tippy toes until you found what you needed. You've gone over to his divan couch where he occupies it, placing the blanket you found on top of his and Berry's body, who happen to be sleeping peacefully right next to him. With a weak smile, you finally greeted him back before heading back to the bed and your slumber, " Goodnight Chan, Berry. Sweet dreams. "

Almost afternoon came but none of you decided to rise and shine, except for Berry who's starting to get hungry. It was indeed past her usual breakfast time and she doesn't seem to like the sound of having 'brunch'. So then to get what she needed, she has to be the doggo clock for today.

Berry starts barking the best that she could although it didn't make any much effect, Chan only responded by covering his ears and turning away while you stayed unbothered in your deep sleep. She proceeds to hop back on Chan's couch and licks his face, surely an effective way. He immediately flinched at the wet contact and moved Berry's face away from his, slowly opening his eyes to meet an adorable face smiling at him. " Good morning to you too, " He replied followed with a yawn.

The King Charles Spaniel dog makes her way out of the room after accomplishing step one. While Chan took his time before completely getting out of bed - or rather, couch. With a few stretches and after taking a glance at the time, he made his way out of the room to make breakfast. He glanced towards your sleeping figure. Mumbling a silent, " Thank you. " for what you've done to him in the middle of the night before carefully closing the door behind him.

Before he could even reach the kitchen, a tug from his thumb stopped him in his tracks. Chan forgot that the string of fate only has a length of 7 meters. Sighing, he went back to you and thankfully found you still fast asleep.

Chan sat down on the edge of the bed, your back facing him. Once more, his dark brown eyes gazed upon your sleeping beauty state underneath the sunlight. Once more, he admired this mesmerizing view of you for a good few seconds. He lightly tapped your shoulder, causing you to shift your body to face him while responding with a hum. " Good morning, it's time to rise and shine, " He greeted in his husky morning voice, unknowingly smiling sweetly at you. You replied with a groan, covering your whole body with the comforter. " C'mon, let's go and have breakky. "

" You should've woken me up when breakfast is ready, " You whined, your voice muffled underneath the comforter. Chan chuckled then pulled down the comforter away from your face, " I would've if it wasn't for this string. Now come on. ". You groaned, feeling defeated. Sitting up on the bed, you opened your eyes to meet Chan's face filled with softness and joy. Seeing that first thing in the morning made you smile. It was lovely.

A loud bark from outside of the room interrupted, assuming that Berry's dying of hunger. You instinctively hopped off the bed and hastily made your way to Berry, Chan followed suit. At the kitchen, you both found Berry sitting in front of her food bowl, whimpering. " Oh no, the baby's hungry, " You cooed as you knelt down to pet her. " Chan, you can start making our breakfast, " He followed your instruction, putting on an apron and started preparing you two's breakfast.

" Where's her food, by the way? "

" Are you sure we're gonna find him here? " You questioned, walking a little behind Chan at the same train station yesterday. His strides were big and quite fast which made it difficult for you to keep up at his pace. To the point that your eyes were set on the floor where you have a clear view of you two's feet. You're trying to match his pace but you immediately get worned out and fall behind once more. You guessed it was a CEO thing.

" Well, did you see him in any other places? " You fell silent, continuing to keep up with his pace. The fact that you've been asleep during that time and missed the chance to see who's behind this string of fate hit you. Chan's considered lucky to be awake and witness it.

Chan took a glance behind him to see your reaction, only to find you struggling to match with his settled pace. As soon as he noticed it, he slowed down and matched his pace with yours. Confused, you looked up at him. There were no signs of annoyance or pity on his face, and that made you delighted. What a considerate guy.

It wasn't that long until you both got in the train. The two of you sat down next to each other on a vacant bench and let the train lightly sway you as it starts moving. There was a comfortable silence lingering in the train car as you waited for this child to come into your view. Fortunately, the train's not as crowded as you thought it would be so it would be easier for you to spot the child.

After 3 more stops, you started to get distracted. Your eyes boring onto the view of the opposite window side. Chan kept cautious in his surroundings, still having high hopes of seeing the child's appearance. He didn't realize how much time had already passed and sooner or later, they'll reach the last stop. On the other hand, you slowly began to get drowsy. It's probably because you're sleep deprived for the past few weeks, over-working yourself since that Ms. Kang came into your life. You let your head rest on Chan's shoulder unconsciously which surprised him. With that, Chan first made sure you were comfortable, setting aside the thought of needing to meet the child. He hesitated first, though he did ended up wrapping his arm around you and kept you close to him. Feeling relaxed and secured, you shut your eyes as you slept in his warm embrace.

Chan noticed how much exhausted you are during the time he's been with you. He may not know exactly how tough your previous boss was to you, but it did show a huge impact on you. He thought that you looked so fragile underneath his touch, and he greatly feared the moment you might break. So he made sure to be careful with you. But other than that, he felt the urge - the need or wanting to protect you at that moment. He did questioned why, out of all people, he felt it from and because of you.

Maybe, it's because you looked so exquisite especially under the sunlight. Maybe, it's because he thought you looked adorable and amusing at the same time when you whine or complain. Maybe, it's because you're motherly especially to Berry.

Maybe, he just caught feelings for you. That's why he's questioning " why you? ", it was already love.

Unfortunately for the both of you, you never got to encounter the mysterious child once more. Days have already passed, it has been almost a week. Yet to you and Chan's dismay, no signs of the boy at all. The both of you began to lose hope and just give up. Especially you.

You felt guilty for being the least focused between the two of you, leaving Chan more responsibilities. Find the mystic child and to look out for you. You weren't really in the best shape right now, Chan knew that. You easily got tired, tend to oversleep, and you're hella pale, which you knew well that it isn't so you. " I'm sorry, " You mumbled weakly, your legs crossed and back lean on the couch pillows. Trying to not lay down and sleep more since you did just woke up from a faint.

Hearing this, Chan head over to you then immediately refused. " No, no, no. It's alright, no need to apologize. Just focus on getting better right now, okay? " You replied with a small nod, his warm hands were on yours. That simple touch always made your blood color your cheeks and feel so shy. He went back to the kitchen to continue preparing your dinner as soon as he is satisfied with your answer. In the mean time, Berry made sure to keep you busy and entertained.

While Chan's dicing some pork on a cutting board, he took a glance at the red string wrapped around his thumb. He noticed a small difference to it ever since the first day you both tried to look for the child. It had more of a faint color red, losing its opaqueness. Almost like it's about to vanish which is at some point is a good thing. Though it still has its limitations for length and never broke at your own will. He wondered if you have noticed it as well. What would it be like to be back on your own lives? Chan would be lying if he managed to picture that when he felt disheartened just at the thought of it. He got used to your small complaints, you baby talking and spoiling his dog, needing to be taken care of - when you're unable to do it yourself, even the pocket knife in your bag, that he couldn't imagine you being gone. You did became apart of his life afterall and that left him thinking of making you stay. Chan already figured that he's starting to like you back then on the train, 1st day of hunting down the child.

Which got him pondering. Concluding to a theory that maybe, this string of fate isn't going to vanish. It was only starting to get invisible to your naked eye, just like what you originally thought it would function. But it will always be there no matter what. This string of fate just happens to be more translucent the more you both realize how much you love each other.

Chan tore his gaze away from the string, switching to your pale figure in the living room. Once he knew he could leave the food cooking for a while, he grabbed a glass of water and went back to you. " You like that friend of yours, huh? " You referred to Berry's favorite dog plush. Seeing Chan in your peripheral vision, you locked eyes with him. Beaming him the sweetest smile you could muster which he instantly returned. He offered you the drink and you gladly took it into your hands. Taking a sip, you could feel Chan's eyes burning through your skin. Heat rushes to your face just by that. It's frustrating how you're so easy when he's by your side and only with him. Frequently getting the butterflies, timid, blushy, heart racing, distracted by how ethereal he is, and everything related. And you completely denied your feelings for him.

Chan took a seat beside you, now looking at the pitch black night sky out of his window walls. Those dark brown orbs showed a hint of disappointment. Following his gaze, you figured out the reason. The sky's literally pitch black, starless. As well as the moon being nowhere in sight. The melancholic sight did brought a frown to your face and you couldn't stand it. Looking back at him, you realized that there's no need for you to be crestfallen. In fact, you should be in awe.

It seems like Chan took and held the whole galaxy in his eyes that's why the night sky is empty. His eyes twinkling and shining in the darkness. Many must've envied him for that and it feels so surreal to witness it in by your very own eyes. To have it in front of you. And maybe, just maybe.

You do like Bang Chan.

" Where the hell are you taking me, Chan?! " You quietly panicked as Chan led you to an unfamiliar forest. Just the thought of the crawlies present in places like this made you shudder. " D-Do you really think the child would be brave enough to be here when I am already cowering in fear just looking at this? "

" We're not here for that child, " He chuckled at your state, continuing to walk ahead of you and deeper into the woods. Your wary eyes stayed restless, darting from left to right. " We're here to just relax. " Chan's voice began to echo the farther he is away from you.

You started to get pissed at how he started being inconsiderate and how relaxed he is right now, that's definitely not what you know about him. " What the fuck are you talking about?! So we're just wasting our ti- " The sudden raise of your voice resulted a noise in the forest - sounded like a bird flapping its wings. The sound made you flinch then you picked up your pace to get to him. You tugged onto Chan's jacket which caused him to stop and look back to you. " Chan, please, let's just go home. " You hushly pleaded from behind him, your head hung low in fear and embarrassment.

Sighing, Chan held both of your hands in his. Rubbing circles on it for you to ease up. The both of you still connected by the string of fate, which looks like it's bound to vanish soon. He also noticed how you're short in breath. " Easy, easy. Take deep breaths with me, yeah? " You matched his breathing with yours, eventually loosening up in his warmth like always. You just felt so safe and secure when you're with him. " Let's proceed? I promise you that when we get there, it'll be worth it. " He reassured, never leaving his grip on you.

" Chan.. " You whimpered and Chan instantly hushed you.

" If it makes you feel better, I'll never let go of you, " Oh how you wished that'll last forever. " Sounds good? " You nodded hesitantly.

With that, you let Chan lead you towards his destination. The comfort of his hands wrapped around yours never left on the way just like he promised. It wasn't too long until you saw light at the end of the forest. You could hear faint sounds of waves meeting the seashore and birds singing a melody. The fear you had a while ago slowly washed away as you're nearing the place.

Reaching the light, you witnessed the jaw dropping sight of the beach on the other side of the fence. Like Chan said, it is promising and worth it. He guided you in hopping onto an enormous boulder to get to the other side and you didn't complain, you're too drawn into the beach. In excitement, you went ahead of Chan, letting go of his grasp. Your feet immediately ushering you to the seashore where you could feel the cold water at your toes. As soon as you got here, you felt like you were cleansed. As if the sea took every problem, worries and fears away from you. It was healing and just the thought of it made you smile unknowingly. You never knew you needed this until now, it has been years since the last time you've been this carefree.

On the other hand, Chan's seated at his usual place. Where he could take in the whole view. Now that you were apart of it, everything seemed to set into place for his secret escapade paradise. All felt just right. The way you dance with the waves, moving with the sea, completely letting the rhythm of the water set yourself free. Plus the wind blowing your hair, your face glowing underneath the sun, how blinding your smile was at that moment, he cherished it all. " Perfect with no reasons, " Chan thought out loud as his eyes were trained on you. Unbeknownst to him, it was loud enough for you to hear it clearly.

" Perfect? " You questioned, making your way to his side. His eyes widened, alarmed. Chan looked away without hesitation. The tip of his ears starting to turn red in embarrassment. You sat down next to him, knowing that you'll be bringing some sand in your pockets back home. Noticing his ears, you let out a hearty laugh. " Aww, look at you! "

" I know, I know, " He started, covering his ears. " I'm helpless. "

" Huh? What are you talking about? " You asked while tilting your head to the side in confusion. There was a short pause, only the sound of waves continuously ringing in the area could be heard. As well as the sound of leaves rustling while the wind whispers sweet nothings to it and palm trees swaying from side to side.

" Like- "

" If this is you doubting yourself again, gosh Chan you're not the helpless one between the two of us. " You pointed out with your arms crossed. " You're a CEO of a well known company! Plus, who took care of me? You. Who saved my ass from Ms. Kang? You. Who just comforted me a while ago? You. You are never incapable or weak. If anyone told you otherwise, I- "

" I'm helplessly in love with you is what I meant, (Y/N)! " Chan confessed, now facing you.

Then, the thread in your fingers entirely loosened without any of you knowing.

The two of you locked eyes for a minute. Both surprised by everything, especially you. The wind did whisper something to the two of you, too. Yet it's difficult to figure it out at the moment. Even in broad daylight, his eyes still held the whole galaxy. And you could never let that dim.

" You walked into my life as if you've always lived there, like my heart was a home built just for you, " Chan continued, his hand already searching for yours. Looking down at your now intertwined hands, eyes filled with pure love and adoration. " It fits just like a glo- "

Perfect with no reasons.

Chan was taken by surprise at your sudden answer. You cutted him off, attaching your lips to his. Your free hand finding itself cupping his face. He then passionately responded to the kiss, his arm snaking its way around your waist to keep you close - now that the string of fate is invisible and endless. The kiss resulted you to feel so lightheaded. The softness of his lips brought you to euphoria, everything just felt so right in place. In the end, both of you were left breathless. You couldn't do anything for a few seconds after, keeping your eyes closed with mouth agape of you to try let your mind process what just happened.

You did't need for him to explain or give you anymore reasons why he loves you. The string of fate has always been the answer, reason and explanation to your love. Ever since the beginning, you and Chan are destined to meet regardless of the time, place or circumstances. It may stretch or tangle but nothing could break it and never will. You're one another's someone's someone who you can't live without.

End.

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still [sawamura daichi]

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part eight of i’m gone i’m gone i’m gone miniseries. you can only put these things off for so long.

JST: japanese standard time (GMT +9). EST: eastern standard time (GMT -5). EDT: eastern daylight time (GMT -4).

tings // fluff, a little bit of angst, kinda suggestive at the end ?? // i swear this søng is abøut eating øut my best friend's pussy - cøzybøy // dm, ask or comment to be added to taglist ! minors dni.

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— JAPAN, SUMMER 2024.

the summer passes like this: you and daichi laughing too loudly in busy restaurants and train cars; having arms around each other in the back of taxis on the way home from clubs; making instant udon at three a.m.; walking up and down the neighborhood a hundred times; laying silently side by side and not needing to say anything. it's a routine, it's familiar—it's home.

a couple weeks before you're set to head back to new york, daichi asks you a question as you lay next to him on a blanket in your driveway, staring up at the stars.

"have you decided what your plans are after college?"

"i'm gonna come back here."

"i thought you wanted to go to grad school? you can do way better in the states, especially with a degree from columbia."

you roll onto your side so you can look at him better. "i know. but i've been away too long already. i miss you."

he gives you a little smile. "but i'm right here."

"right here is pretty fucking far from america."

"hm."

"hm."

that's the end of the conversation.

— 2 AUGUST 2024. 23:09 JST.

everything happens the exact same way it has for the past three years: he takes you to the airport. you try hard not to cry; you say your goodbyes. check-in, security, buy some candy to eat at the gate. board the plane. sixteen hours later, you're in america.

one thing was different, though.

when he said goodbye, his lips touched yours.

you don't stop thinking about it for weeks.

☾𓆙𓂻

— AUGUST TO NOVEMBER 2024.

slightly relieving is the fact that amid thesis writing and too many classes and working an internship under one of your professors (that one's nice, it even earns you enough to get a small apartment a few blocks from campus), there proves to be little time to be spent missing daichi.

you finesse your schedule to fit weekly facetimes on friday evenings (new york time) and shoot random texts back and forth about your day between classes and during meals, and without much space for anything else, it's enough. good things are worth waiting for, anyway.

— DECEMBER 2024.

but then winter sem break rolls around and there's no school so it's back to having too much lonely alone time with your thoughts. you write daichi a christmas card and drop it off at the post office. it's early this year, but oh, well.

☾𓆙𓂻

a week before christmas you receive a call from an unknown number. the phone speaker crackles when you accept the call.

“hello?”

“hey.” the voice on the other end is bright, smiley, accented. it’s tōru.

“tōru? what’s up?”

“i’m outside,” he says, “come down and meet me?”

you’re a little confused, but you decide to humor him. “uh, okay, give me a minute… do i need anything?”

“bring a coat, it’s cold out. i’ll be waiting down here.” the call ends.

a few minutes later you push through the doors of the building to be met with a brisk wind and tōru standing by a payphone, grinning.

“do you have your subway pass?”

you feel inside your pocket for it and nod.

“good,” he says. “come on, we’re in a hurry.”

“where are we going?”

“downtown.”

“ohhkay?”

he laughs. “‘s not anything you won’t like, promise.”

you follow him into the nearest subway entrance, lost in thought as you push through the barrier and step onto the train. it's only when he nudges you and says, "this is our stop," that you realize you've been looking at the ground the whole time.

tōru notices how absent you seem to be and asks, "are you okay?"

"i would be if i knew what was going on," you respond.

"yeah," he says, leading you up the stairs and into the terminal, "yeah, i think you will be."

you're in grand central. tōru asks if he can borrow your phone for a second. when he hands it back to you, he doesn't say anything, just takes you by the arm smiling widely and leads you into the fray of commuters that fill the station.

"tōru!" you groan, "can't you just tell me where we're going?"

"magnolia," he replies simply.

"we came all the way here just for coffee?"

"mhm."

"tōru!" he stops walking and turns back to you, trying and failing miserably to stop grinning for a second. "what the fuck?"

"come on," he says, "you'll like it."

"we've been here before! what's so special about—"

"you'll see."

☾𓆙𓂻

coffee in grand central is surprisingly good. it's also surprisingly expensive. ah, well, it's new york. new york has much more to offer than just overpriced cafés.

such as... this. such as a laughing man that leads a remarkably pissed-off looking girl by the arm, towards this stupidly good, stupidly overpriced café.

the pair are weaving through a stream of people, almost there, and then they're there, and the girl is looking much less agitated now. she looks somewhere between crying and wanting to run in the opposite direction. thank god, she chooses the former.

he loves you. so much.

☾𓆙𓂻

"daichi?" you mean it to be a scream but your voice cracks a little and it comes out airy.

he has the exact same look on his face that tōru's had this whole time. "hi."

"oh my god, what the fuck?"

"you said it was lonely, tōru told me maybe it would be nice for you to have a date for new year's, i had some extra money saved up. so i came."

"you— what?" you look back at tōru. "you planned this? just? last minute?"

"nah," daichi laughs, "no, i meant to come visit you for christmas a while ago. i already had tickets and everything, i was gonna tell you but then i got your card and figured it might be more fun if it were a surprise."

"oh my god." that's all you can think to say.

— CHRISTMAS 2024.

you can't even explain how good it feels to wake up and walk into the living room to find daichi asleep on your couch on christmas morning, how good it feels for it to not just be you. the whole time he's been here, though, you've forced yourself not to think about the fact that he's going back home in a week and a half, forced yourself not to do anything just yet. soon, though. just a few more months.

☾𓆙𓂻

when he wakes up, you're making coffee for the two of you.

"merry christmas," he says, wrapping one arm around your shoulders. he places a card on the counter in front of you. "open it."

its message is simple.

you do as it says.

"i, uh, haven't gotten you anything yet, but—"

"daichi," you laugh, "it's okay. and um, i may have also not been able to get you anything. also because i didn't know you'd be here."

"wait, wait, i'm not finished."

"okay?"

"what do you want to do after you're done this year of school?"

"i already told you," you say, "i'll move back home."

"no, what do you want to do? you want to go to grad school, right? continue studying here?"

"no, i just want to stop waiting." you sigh, a little frustrated. "i don't wanna have to keep putting this off, it's been—"

he cuts you off. "i'll be here."

"huh?"

"i'll be here. or wherever."

"i don't get it?"

you've always loved the way daichi's nose scrunches up when he smiles. "you're the one planning on studying more, not me. not immediately, anyway. i'll go with you."

"daichi."

"what?"

"you're fucking joking."

he laughs; you look so confused right now. "i'm not. promise."

"i don't even—"

"hey."

"hm?"

"think you can handle long-distance for five months?"

"uh—" you inhale sharply. "yeah."

"good," he says, "then we don't have to keep putting this off."

it's been five months since you last let your lips touch his. it still feels just like the first time it happened.

— 31 DECEMBER, 2023. 19:36 EST.

he tries not to let you pay for dinner, but in the end, you slip the waiter your card while daichi's in the bathroom. it's his birthday; it's your treat.

and after dinner, there's that new year's eve party that tōru's been going on about. it feels good, so good, not to be there alone. it feels good to watch the broadcast from downtown and count the seconds to midnight as daichi's arms are wrapped around you from behind. the clock reaches zero; daichi kisses you hard. you're both drunk on champagne.

you watch him smile across the room at tōru, who's got his girl on his arm. the two of them look happy, too. everything is warm.

— DEPARTURE: 3 JANUARY 2025. 08:15 EST.

daichi's asleep next to you when the alarm on his phone goes off. you'll miss not waking up next to him for the next five months, but at least that's all it will be.

he makes faces at you in the mirror as you both brush your teeth; keeps trying to tug your sweater off when you get dressed. you spend these thirty minutes laughing with him until it hurts. the two of you take the subway back to grand central; make out in a corner of the terminal while he waits for his train to jfk international to arrive.

"see you in may."

— 21 JANUARY 2025.

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#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu angst #haikyuu fluff #daichi sawamura #sawamura daichi #daichi fluff #daichi angst #daichi series #daichi smut #kinda #haikyuu series #literally not even like in a romantic way bc thats not how this story goes #but #tōru is best boy #pls he's literally??? so sweet #imagine if boys like this were real #anyway #THIS IS ALMOST DONE ITS THE SECOND TO LAST PART #TECHNICALLY THE LAST BC THE NEXT ONE IS THE EPILOGUE #OMG #ALSO OOPS THIS IS LATE BUT UM IT'S LIKE TWICE AS LONG AS MOST OF THE OTHER PARTS #SO UH YEA

[sunfoxfic]

Ladrien headcanons for the soul

Ladybug and Adrien are both so busy that often, they end up meeting at times both ridiculously late and ridiculously early (for Ladybug and Adrien, respectively). Ladybug stopping by his room at four AM is a common occurrence, and when they started dating M. D'Argencourt suddenly started scheduling "early morning fencing practice" at five AM

Both of them feel awkward about making contact so they're both CONSTANTLY looking for excuses to touch each other. Adrien thought that teaching her to fence might be a good idea at first, but after he taught her the basics, it pretty much turned contactless. (He wasn't exactly disappointed, though, because she got as good at it as he is quickly; there's thrill to knowing that your girlfriend can beat you both in a battle of strength and skill.)

Adrien made so many excuses on why to invite Ladybug to events that Gabriel was hosting. Gabriel hated it, of course, but he couldn't say that, and reasonably speaking, it did make sense to invite her.

Ladybug pretended to know next to nothing about fashion A) for the sake of her identity and B) so that Adrien would offer to teach her what he knows. Most of what he knew was pretty basic (evidently, he doesn't pay that much attention during fittings and photo shoots) and quite a bit of it was flat-out wrong, but he showed her some of Gabriel's designs and she was happy to listen to him ramble on about it.

They would often play video games together, and Adrien was surprised to find that Ladybug is really good at them. He often suggested she play with Marinette Dupain-Cheng, since "no one could possibly be better than the two of you together!"

Chat accidentally slips into Adrien mode and Marinette accidentally slips into Ladybug mode all the time. Nearly every patrol, Chat will try to grab Ladybug's hand, to which she always responds that she has a boyfriend (a bittersweet title for Chat). Once, Marinette reached forward in class and tried to play with Adrien's hair. She didn't recover for the next week.

Late at night, they have long conversations about what it's like to be in the spotlight and how they deal with it, but as time goes on these conversations become less and less frequent. Turns out, both of them cope by spending time with the other.

These conversations are often followed up with conversations about what they'd do if they could go out in public. Adrien would get Gabriel to make her beautiful dresses and they'd do photo shoots together; Ladybug would give him a tour of all the best sites in Paris, accessible only by yoyo. They'd have dinners and picnics and go to parks and do so many things, but neither of them really care what they're doing so long as they're together.

They make each other corny playlists all the time. At first, it's mostly love songs, but slowly they find out more about each other and their playlists fill with inside jokes and genuine recommendations and all sorts of treasures. Slowly, too, their music tastes morph to be more like the other's.

You can pry Ladrien from my cold dead hands

#ladrien #miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste #ladybug #how can you not like this ship #it's so good #i'm sure there are loads of typos in this but i don't even care

[haikyunicorn]

⋇ kiss and make up [semi eita x reader]

pairing(s): semi eita x reader

genre: angst with a happy ending, friends to lovers, roommates au

warning(s): like 2 curse words

word count: 2.91k

requested by: @dorkyhaikyu

Semi Eita has been in a mood recently. You know it isn’t an unusual occurrence - he tends to be a little sulky or wants to be left alone if he’s had a bad day - but his fits usually only last for a few hours at most, not a whole week.

You are at a loss. You’ve known Semi for almost 7 years now, ever since you both attended Shiratorizawa and you signed up to be the manager of the volleyball club during your first year, and Semi had never acted this way towards you before. Being in the same year, you, Semi, Tendou, Ushijima and Reon easily formed a tight-knit friendship, often eating lunch or walking back to the dorms together.

Though, somewhere along the three years you spent together, your feelings had sort of developed into something a little more than friendly adoration for the grey-haired setter. You never ended up acknowledging those feelings, fearing it would only ruin your relationship not only with him, but with the other third years as well. So you shoved them deep down in your heart and tried your best to not let it consume you. Even if Tendou had tried multiple times to corner you and confront you about your tiny crush  (you’d been staring too long, cheering too loud or being too kind for it to be just friendly gestures, he says), you stood your ground each time and adamantly denied his suspicions. Besides, Semi had never once shown any signs of reciprocating your feelings, so you figured you shouldn’t baselessly act on it and embarrass yourself.

Still, it hadn’t been a difficult decision to agree on sharing an apartment when you and Semi were accepted into the same college a few hours away. Firstly, it would eliminate the need to find a new roommate altogether and secondly, the both of you already knew each other - you were practically best friends, after all - so you didn’t have to worry about getting along with new roommates.

And it’s proven to be a great idea, so far. You get to spend more time with Semi, bearing the struggles of college work together, and the two of you are each other’s definitions of the perfect roommate. Neither of you have any annoying habits, you get your chores done, you have weekly movie nights, and you take care of each other. The only downside you could think of is that it doesn't exactly help you with the feelings you’ve been secretly harboring for him, but you’ve managed to keep it under wraps so far. Overall, you could say it’s the best college roommate situation you could ask for.

That is, until this week.

Normally, you would leave Semi alone for the few hours of his bad mood, maybe order in his favourite food or let him choose a film for movie night to appease him, and he would be his usual self in no time at all.

However, this obviously isn’t ‘normally’ any longer. Eita has been giving you the cold shoulder since Monday, only replying to your questions with short yes’s and no’s whenever you tried to make conversation with him before returning to his room and avoiding you again. You don’t think he’s exchanged more than 10 words with you for the past 6 days and honestly, you are starting to get fed up with his attitude, but you decide to give it one last try.

It’s Saturday, meaning it’s supposed to be movie night. Semi has yet to leave his room the whole day, at least not while you aren’t in your own room. Determined, you walk up to his room and knock on the door three times.

“Eita, you there?” you call out, hovering right by the door to catch his answer.

His reply comes in the form of faint shuffling from the other side, followed by a monotonous “What?”

“It’s movie night. You wanna choose a movie?”

It’s silent for a few seconds.

“No, thanks. I’m tired tonight.”

For a moment, you freeze, not believing what you had just heard. Movie night had been a ritual that the both of you have never skipped out on unless it was absolutely necessary, such as during the exam week or when one of you happened to not be home. However, you know him well enough to know he definitely hasn’t had a busy schedule for the past few weeks that would exhaust him out of movie night. You snap out of your shock and scoff.

“Tired of what? You haven’t even done anything all day. Come out and talk to me, Semi Eita!” you snap back at him, the frustration that has been building up evident in your raised voice.

To your surprise, the door instantly click open to reveal Semi standing in front of you, a scowl on his face. “I told you I’m tired, am i not allowed to be tired now?”

“Look, I get you’re mad at something or even at me - you’re not the best at hiding your feelings, Eita - but, the least you could do is talk to me about it instead of moping around in your pissy mood all week.” The frown on your face now matching his as you all but growl your words at him.

Semi rolls his eyes and looks away from you. “It’s nothing, stop worrying about it.”

You cock an eyebrow at his weak response. “Cut the crap, Eita, I know you better than that. If it’s nothing, then you wouldn’t have ignored me for 6 days straight.”

“I don’t have to tell you everything that’s going on in my life, Y/N,” he shoots back.

“You always have before! For fuck’s sake, we’re best friends,” you argue, sighing before continuing your mini rant, “This thing is obviously bothering you, so as your friend, I’d like to help you. But I can’t do that if you won’t even be in the same room as me for more than two seconds.”

“Well, maybe we’re not as good friends as you think we are.”

You couldn’t stop the flash of pain in your chest or the tears beginning to collect behind your eyes as you clench your jaw. On a different day, maybe you would have continued to fight back against his statement, insisting that he tell you the truth. But the combination of his burning anger seething through his words and his cold treatment for the past few days is enough to render your speechless.

Unable to formulate an answer - and afraid you would actually start crying if you do - you wordlessly shake your head at him and take quick steps to your own room. You slam the door shut and immediately crawl onto your bed, throwing the sheets over yourself as you finally let the first tear escape. It doesn’t take long before the dam breaks and you have to shove your face into your pillow to muffle your sobs. A few minutes later, you hear the door to Semi’s room finally close.

That night, the living room remains dark and silent, the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table left untouched.

After the incident, both you and Semi avoid each other like the plague. You deliberately leave the apartment 20 minutes later than usual each morning for your classes to make sure you wouldn’t run into him, sometimes even skipping breakfast in order to do so, and you head straight back after your classes to hide in your room, only coming out to get meals when you know for sure Semi isn’t in the living room or kitchen. It’s a hassle - you’re messing up your sleeping and eating schedules - but you can’t bring yourself to face him. You’re not sure if you can’t or if you just don’t want to.

Deep inside, you know Semi’s words were just something he said in the heat of the moment and couldn’t be farther from the truth, but it doesn’t mean it hurt you any less. You have always confided your troubles in him and vice versa. Neither of you would let negative feelings fester between the two of you and any fights or arguments would be resolved quickly. But, this whole spat has been going on for two weeks and counting now, and it is decidedly much worse than the one-sided silent treatment from Semi that had initially sparked the dispute.

And you can’t help but begin to think that what Semi said was the truth - that he truly doesn’t consider you as close a friend as you thought you were. And how could you not wonder? After all, he hasn’t made any effort to talk to you at all.

You don’t know whether it’s a good or bad thing when you slip up one day.

The next time you and Semi are in each other’s presence is in the kitchen. You are home alone and fixing a meal for your dinner, thinking you have at least an hour before Semi returns. Left with your own thoughts to entertain you, you find yourself thinking back to the dreaded night, causing you to grimace as a painful throbbing starts up again in your chest. You notice that it’s been happening a lot ever since the argument.

Deep in your thoughts, you fail to hear the sound of the front door opening and closing or the movement of your roommate as he enters the apartment until it’s too late. You swiftly turn around to see Semi, eyes as wide as your own, standing in front of the kitchen doorway and already staring back at you. The both of you are frozen in place, unknowingly holding your breaths. It’s a comical sight, really; one you would laugh at if it were happening to someone else.

You are the first to avert your gaze, once again turning to face the stove without saying anything to him, praying he would ignore you as he had been doing for the past few weeks.

No such luck.

“Y/N.” Semi cleared his throat. You can hear the nerves in his tone, making his voice waver just slightly.

Your breath hitches once again in your throat, making you halt in the middle of stirring your pot. Other than that, you don’t indicate any signs of acknowledging him.

Semi is hesitant to approach you. He has been feeling like utter shit for weeks - ever since he started to brush you off in the first place. It was nothing but his dumb, unchecked feelings and his even dumber actions that threw you both in this situation. He doesn’t remember the last time the both of you had been this distant - no, he realises, you never have. Not since you walked up to him almost 7 years ago and introduced yourself as the new manager of the Shiratorizawa boy’s volleyball club, causing his heart to stutter as he shook your hand and gave you his name. You have only grown closer since then.

Semi sucks in a deep breath at your lack of reaction and braves himself to step closer. His chest tightens when he sees you tense up as you sense his advance towards you and he stops halfway to you. “Y/N,” he tries again.

Still no reply.

Slowly, he takes a few more steps, until you’re within arms’ reach of him. “Y/N.” His voice is much softer now, almost begging. His hand instinctively reaches out to you but pauses, hanging between the both of you.

You’re stuck on what you should do. Most of you wants to run off and scurry back into your room, but a tiny part of you wants so badly to stay and hear him out, to make amends with Semi Eita and forget this stupid fight already. You continue to look down, willing your heart to stop beating so rapidly.

Or at least you try to. The feeling of Semi’s hand brushing against your shoulder only makes your heart pound quicker.

“Can we talk?” Semi asks, uncharacteristically quiet of him.

You want to shrug his hand off and walk away, leave him in the kitchen and give him a taste of his own medicine. But, you suppose it wouldn’t fix anything and it wouldn’t bring the Semi Eita you love so much back to you. So you dare yourself to switch off the stove and face him instead, keeping your face expressionless as you wait for him to continue.

Semi squirms under your unreadable gaze. He knows he has to fix this now if he ever wants things to be normal again. He’s struggling, though, to find the right words and he’s worrying if would be enough or if it could make things worse or if you’ll ever forgive him or-

“I’m sorry,” Semi blurts out, his own voice surprising himself. He swallows a lump in his throat, trying to gauge your reaction and failing as your expression remains the same. He takes it as a sign for him to continue, and the words just tumble out of him in a flurry. “I’m sorry I was being a dick. I had no reason to, and it just escalated and I should’ve stopped it before it’s too late. And I’m sorry for what I said and for apologising so late and-”

He’s cut off by your sigh, instantly shutting him up. He thinks his heart could stop any second now, his lower lip caught in between his teeth as he anticipates your response.

“Did you mean it?”

Semi’s heart drops. He was expecting you to scold him, snap at him, or even yell at him. Any of those, he thinks, would be better than the frail words that escaped you, doubting how much you mean to him.

“No. None of it. You are my best friend. I shouldn’t have treated you like that,” he states firmly. “Please believe me, Y/N. You mean so much to me.”

You somehow manage to maintain eye contact with him. “So why did you do it?”

Semi falters. His mind knew exactly why he did it, but the words can’t leave the tip of his tongue.

The silence hangs in the air for a whole minute before you sigh again and turn around to leave, heart heavy and disappointed at his reply, or lack thereof. However, you don’t make it two steps away before a hand is wrapping around your wrist and tugging you back, making you crash into him. Before he knows it, the panic bubbling in his throat causes Semi to launch into another speech, letting the words spill out once again without a filter.

“It’s stupid,” Semi frantically tells you, looking you in the eyes, “it’s so goddamn stupid. I- I heard that guy you’ve been doing your project with confessed to you. And I couldn’t stand that when I heard it.”

Your eyebrows knit together in confusion. “What- Why-”

“I’m in love with you.”

It’s silent again before Semi continues.

“I’m so in love with you, Y/N. God, I’ve been in love with you for the past 6 years, I was just too scared to say it. And I know now that I should’ve said something sooner instead of blowing up on you and hurting you. You don’t deserve that, I’m sorry.” He exhales and opts to look at his hand, still holding onto you. His grip loosens. “I’m sorry I’ve ruined this friendship, too. The last thing I want is to lose you but I guess I went and did that anyway, huh?” he chuckles humorlessly, his voice trailing off at the end of his sentence. “I understand if you don’t want to see me anymore.”

“You’re an idiot, Semi Eita.” Your words cause him to look back up at you and his heart clenches at the tears brimming your eyes.

“I’m sor-”

Semi is cut off, but this time it was by you grabbing the front of his shirt, pulling him close to you and smashing your lips together. The shock only lasts half a second before Semi is kissing back with as much need as you are. The warmth blooms in his chest as your lips continue to capture each other’s perfectly and his body moves on its own to pull you closer into him. His mind couldn’t register any thoughts besides oh my god, this is what he’s been wanting for so long and it’s finally happening.

You pull away breathlessly, trying to catch your breath as you laugh lightly at the puzzled expression on Semi’s face. The both of you remain in the same position though, with your hands resting on his chest and his arms around your waist, holding you flush against him.

“Eita, that guy did ask me out,” you start, “but I turned him down. Because I was in love with someone else, too.”

You smile genuinely, for the first time in a while. “Semi Eita, I’m in love with you, too,” you finally declare. It feels like a weight has been lifted off your chest and in its place is the pure love and affection you have for him.

Semi laughs in relief. His mind is still reeling at your words and what just happened. All he can do is hug you tighter and bury his face into the crook of your neck. “I love you,” he murmurs, “so much.” He pulls away to look at you once more, a huge, goofy grin plastered across his face.

“Will you be mine, Y/N?”

note: oh my godd this is the longest thing i’ve written on here and i CANNOT come up with a better title i hate it :) i tried writing this in present tense instead of past tense like i usually do, so forgive me if there are a few slip ups. hope you enjoyed this!

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[kotoplasm]

𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿:. 𝗯𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘀 𝘄/ 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶

synposis.: in which satori tendou is determined to make your christmas feel a little more homey when home was literally a ten hour flight away.

warnings;;;;; none ;))

tendou satori. jersey number 5. owner of the projectively red hair. infamous "guess blocker". manga obsessed teenager... there were many names that he went by. and unfortunately, observant was one of them.

it was odd how his gift per day was one which could at times be a blessing and so land him in situations where it would be a prominent blessing and times when it would land him in tricky dilemmas.

one of them happened just a few days ago. inoue sato. very very very red hair, borderline ginger perhaps. but she insists that it's strawberry blonde. there was no debate about that.

one day, she decided to dye it lighter (don't ask why, she'll give you a stone cold glare for asking) and some parts hadn't been toned properly.

that's what reon said to tendou during english and satoru being the kind soul he was decided to tell her that.

"you're such an idiot," you told him, lightly dabbing the cut on his cheek, left by the dictionary she had thrown at his face. the others scowled in envy as they watched the pair of you: tendou fixating on each negligible movement; tendou's eyes flickering up to your eyes and then back to his feet; tendou falling deeper into a pit known as infatuation.

"well at least she got kicked out of class for hurting one of her precious classmates," he replies, extending the last few syllables for emphasis.

you scoff. "precious doesn't even begin to scrape the surface of your personality, satori."

another incident had occurred in another classroom. semi had his earphones in, not connected to his phone for preface. he was probably too absorbed by the music to even notice that his phone had started vibrating, playing a questionnable ringtone.

"semi." no response. "semi." no response again. "semi-semi." the red head impatiently tugs his earphones out of his ears, drawing him back into reality to listen to the sound that suddenly had everyone staring at him.

although it hadn't been his fault, semi didn't speak to tendou for a few days, making sure to send him rather powerful serves during practice.

unfortunately for him, the ball hit his face with a rather satisfying painful smack.

fortunately for him, that meant that you had to spend another twenty minutes stopping his nose bleed and tending to another bruise.

revenge was sweet but came in the form of a double-edged sword.

to summarise, his "gift" wasn't appreciated by his peers.

it had only been announced yesterday that students were allowed to visit home for the holidays, something that he wished he could celebrate but couldn't.

for one, his dad was out of town again, meaning that he had to spend the holidays with his mother who was always too tired to celebrate. so staying in his room was inevitable, using his free time to read his favourite manga or finish the stash of chocolates that his grandma sent when she couldn't come and visit.

last year was a mess. his cousins, probably turning twenty one if he could remember correctly, were always bragging about their significant others, interrogating him about his, or rather lack of, when they could fit it into their busy schedules.

so when he received a text from his grandma that they couldn't make it, he took the news a little better than what they hoped for.

"thinking of visiting my aunts in hawaii," one girl said, another following the comment with her own plans and how they were planning to travel overseas before the weather got too bad.

everyone wishes for a white christmas in naivety, never realising that others have to pay for the drawbacks.

and to his displeasure, one of the people who had to suffer from the drawbacks was you, a western exchange student who was staying in japan indefinitely.

tendou's phone vibrates once, twice, thrice before he gives into the temptation, opening it to read through the messages that were piling up.

"erm we don't have any guest rooms so you can stay here in the meantime," he points to his bedroom, pulling your suitcase into the very room.

you insisted that you could handle the luggage. naturally he declined your offer (it was a statement actually) and took your bags in hand, trying his best to ignore the flutter in his stomach when your hands brushed against each other.

"i'm surprised tendou," you say, falling back onto his bed. "the last time i came to your room, you refused to let me go anywhere near your room."

"that's because you were with semi." and he'd probably tease the hell out of me about my obsession, he mumbles to yourself.

"is that all?"

"yeah, that's all to it." there's an oddly sounding pause that follows, to which he frowns. "why what else were you thinking?"

"oh nothing! don't worry about it," you reply, waving your hand. "just give me a few minutes to change and i'll meet you downstairs."

he wasn't convinced at all.

***

tendou leaves his room more often now, sometimes finding himself watching you fit right into his family dynamic. the conversations that were had between you and his mother felt natural and barely forced.

she's genuinely smiling, he tells himself as you laugh at another one of her jokes. she was telling you about all the many times that tendou *insert scenario* which you apparently found oh so very amusing.

can't wait until that's used as some sort of blackmail.

during the night, he lays awake on the couch, legs sprawled in an odd position to provide some form of comfort. satoru wonders if you like his room, if you like the smell of his bedsheets *spoiler, you do. it feels comforting, almost as if he's with you at that moment.*

what semi says still plagues him. maybe he does like her a little more than he had hoped. and who could blame him?

the moment you passed by his classroom, he couldn't look away. not now at least, when every single prepubescent boy and their mother would be caught staring a little too long at your ivory coils or glossed lips.

it was hard not to look when all he could think about was getting to know you.

unfortunately, semi got to you first and befriended you, eventually inviting you to their lunch table one tuesday afternoon.

a flare of red hair was the first thing you pointed out about him, eyes falling to meet his before he plumped his head back onto the table.

"he's just tired," says ushijima in hopes to ease his friend.

"he'll be back in commission after lunch," semi adds, mentally taking a note of his odd behaviour.

it took weeks of observations and teasing for semi to conclude that he had a crush and it didn't show any signs of fading.

the next morning, he's greeted by his cousins — yes, those cousins — and he looks anything but pleased. for one, haruki was rather fond of you, doing anything in his power to be as close to you as possible. though you enjoyed the flattering compliments and the occasional flirty glances, you couldn't help but feel distant from tendou who was trying his best to manage the seven children that were climbing on top of him.

"need some help?" you ask from beside him and you swear he jumps.

"i thought you were entertaining your new boyfriend," he replies. it's supposed to be teasing but you can vouch for it being anything but that.

"you're not jealous are you?"

"why would i be? who wouldn't want to be with the high school sweetheart l/n y/n ?" the comment comes off a little rude, he notes. he confirms this as your face shifts into a deeply rooted frown.

"so that's what you think of me?"

"well if the shoe fits.."

then you get up and leave, dismissing some of the children to disappear into the kitchen.

"i'm such an idiot."

he wakes up to an insanely sweet smell, surrounding him in an aroma that was unfamiliar yet cozy.

he hadn't found the time to apologise to you for saying something so insensitive so he hoped he could find you in a house that had suddenly become the centre of a family gathering.

it's technically christmas eve. just a few minutes until christmas day. he took notice of a few presents with his name on a few of them. probably some new games or perhaps more socks. maybe it was the latter.

"these taste amazing! is it a western dish?" it's his mum speaking. who it was that the question was directed to remained unknown.

"oh um yes actually! my parents are originally from west africa so a lot of the food we eat has roots from that region, but my mum would make this for me whenever i was feeling sad or during the holidays as a treat for the young ones."

"i bet satori would love this," she replies, mouth mostly full. "he's always been a sweet tooth."

"yeah i know," your voice trails off into a quiet murmur.

she takes notice of it. "is something wrong? did anything happen between you and satori?"

"well we had a little disagreement. but it's probably nothing. maybe i'm just overthinking things."

his mum smiles knowingly, turning the heat on the hob down and taking your face in her hands.

"you know, he never stops talking about you.. as much as we'd all love for him to stop. and he can be a little bit of an idiot sometimes despite how observant he is."

"yeah, i can definitely agree on that last statement," to which the two of you laugh. tendou scowls bashfully.

"considering that he hasn't left his room since this afternoon, maybe you want to go and see if he's feeling alright? he might even want to try your um... i'm sorry, what did you say they were called?"

"puff-puff. but there are plenty of other names for it."

"ah okay."

you bump into him soon after the conversation, somehow managing to keep the fried dough on its plate without dropping them. tendou takes a whiff of them...

they smell really good....

he realised that he's been standing awetruck for a few moments now and you've been waiting for a response or rather trying to think of a response. music blares from the living room and you spot his cousins making a beeline for the two of you.

"let's go outside," you tell him, tugging his wrist to the front of the house, still keeping the puff puff in tact on the plate. the door closes on the children as tendou turns it lock, awkwardly smiling down at you with his keys in hand.

he should apologise. definitely. but his throat feels dry and his hands are sweaty. the reason was unknown considering that for one thing, he was outside in negative degree values so there was no reason for his hands to be so profusely moist. he doesn't usually get nervous around you unless it's just the two of you.

then in that case, he realises "oh... it's just the two of us."

rather than keeping silent, you hand him one of the fried dough balls and nod, signalling him to eat it.

"it tastes really good," he gushes in between bites. "i bet your siblings must have been obsessed with these."

"yeah, i used to make them when my parents were working. i wonder how they're doing.."

"eh? why haven't you called them? it's almost christmas!"

"timezones exist tendou."

"oh... right."

"that and i don't think hearing their voice will make me feel any better."

of course you were homesick. a holiday that's reserved to be spent with family was one which you were spending with strangers. snow was truly a blessing and a curse.

"then don't call them. if it makes you feel any better, everyone in that house thinks of you as family. so in case you ever feel like you're alone during these holidays, just remember that you're not. afterall, you've got me!"

you snort. "yeah, i'll remember that for the future." it was a sarcastic comment but you were genuinely laughing about his comment, forgetting how just being around tendou was enough to lift your spirits again.

"i'm sorry for earlier."

"don't sweat it. i was just being stupid."

"no you weren't."

smirking you ask, "so you were jealous?"

"as if!" he scoffs. but quietly he murmurs "haruki is too good for you anyway."

"really?" it was loud enough for you to hear regardless. "then tell me tendou satori, who do you think is good enough?"

he's sweating again. even more than before because you've gone and the plate of puff puff have been pushed aside allowing you to move closer and closer towards him. he's only millimetres away from you when he realises "oh crap! i'm going to kiss them! i'm going to kiss y/n! i haven't even checked whether my breath smells or combed through my hair a couple of times!"

but it happens regardless and its quick, ephemeral to be accurate but it's enough to send him into overdrive. he felt stiff under your hold and you couldn't help but laugh.

damn that laugh.

the pair of you hear the alarm go off for midnight. christmas day, your phone reads.

"we should probably go back inside before your mum gets worried," you mumble against his lips. all he could manage was a nod.

tendou satori was observant for the most part. afterall his gift always managed to land him in sticky situations that were always due to his gift.

call it defective if you want, but despite how keen his eyes were, he never realised that maybe there was that 0.000001% chance that you liked him as much as he liked you.

+ bonus:

"oi satori!" his older cousin, that cousin, calls him over with his fiancé in arm. she's pretty.

"you never told me that you brought your girlfriend over! i thought we were close like that?"

not even in the slightest.

"it's just because he hasn't had the time to!" you reply, stepping to stand beside him, your arm moving to wrap itself around his. tendou turns to look at you.

"girlfriend?"

"i mean if you want me to."

"are we interupting something satori? we can always leave." his cousin smirks knowingly.

"um n-no!" he hums a response. "in fact, we can take this to the kitchen!"

i'll take you up on that offer.

(+) 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

(+) 𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗼𝘄 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲

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[thotsforvillainrights]

Before I once again go to sleep at (currently) 3:37 a.m, here is a beginning to another Au I'm working on. It's the league of villains college Au!

~First Day~

Au: League University

Part: One

Theme: General

Nervous was an understatement. You were damn near shaking as you stood in the union looking over your schedule again and again. This was it...college! Sure it was normal for most of the newbies to be scared at LU (League University), but you still felt as if you were the only one. "Shit, 6 minutes left...I can't" you started to panic when you looked over your student map. Your first class was English with professor Kurogiri and you could not for the life of you locate the building on the map. You started to tear up until you felt a soft touch on your shoulder. You quickly turned to see Two girls curiously looking at you. "Hun, are you alright?" The taller one asked. "Yeah, I've never seen a more nervous girl/boy/person in my life before!" The smaller one added. You didn't answer just yet, careful to search your words and not seem too weird to them. Suddenly, the shorter girl spoke up again.

"You're definitely a freshman! Or maybe a transfer? Anyway, I'm Himiko Toga and this is my friend Kenji Hekishi. You can just call her Magne! Oh is that your map? That's the shitty one they give to everyone at orientation, bleh. Here, lemme see the schedule. I bet you need help finding your class." She quickly rambled before snatching the papers from your hands excitedly. Magne rolled her eyes and chuckled. "Sorry about Toga. She's always hyper like this. You should see her after a frat party sometimes. Anyway, what's your name?" Magne asked sweetly. "Oh, um...my name is y/n." You said shyly. "Awwwww, that's the most adorable name. It definitely fits you! Don't be so shy though, the professors can smell the fear on you." Magne joked. You laughed lightly and turned your attention back to Toga just as she grabbed your hand. "Let's go! I'll show you to your first two classes since we have them together! Magne can show you to your 3rd class since you guys share them, but the last two classes are on your own. I'll mark them on the map just in case. Hurry though, class starts in like 2 minutes and its halfway across campus!" Toga quickly dragged you out of the union. "Bye!!!" Magne shouted as you exited the building.

In no time, you and Toga made it to English. You guys even managed to snag a seat together since it was a smaller class compared to some of the others. "You'll like professor Kurogiri. He's really lenient even though he likes to act really strict sometimes. I've missed so many assignments!" Toga whispered to you making you chuckle. Class passed so quickly, and it was easy since Kurogiri only went over the syllabus on the first day (expect that from every class). When class ended, you excused yourself from Toga while she gathered her things. "Excuse me, professor Kurogiri sir? It's very nice to meet you. My name is y/n and I'm looking forward to taking your class this semester." You greeted him respectfully. "Well, it's lovely to meet you as well. I do hope you enjoy the class and email me if there are any questions you have that aren't on the syllabus."

"Y/N, c'mon! We still gotta make it to business class next!" Toga called out to you from the back of the class. You chuckled lightly at her enthusiasm, then followed her out the door. "Next class is hosted by professor AFO. He's really nice like a dad, but he doesn't just let things go easily. Once I failed an assignment in there and he lectured me about not giving up for like, 20 minutes." Toga explained while you two walked. "Oh hey! You wanna stop into the library cafe right there? Professor Kurogiri ended class kinda early. We've got time to get a croissant and eat it before class!" Toga offered. "Heck yeah!" You excitedly agreed. Following her up the steps to the library. The line wasn't as bad since there were two registers open due to the influx of new students. In no time, you guys are and made it to class. Once it ended, Magne had met up with you to walk you to the one class you shared: theater history with Mr. Atsuhiro.

"You are gonna love professor Compress. He's so theatrical and fun. Every time the class average is above a C, he brings everyone doughnuts and gives us an off day." Magne explained to you while you two walked. The day was fine so far. Class had ended and Magne gave you her number so you could keep in contact with her and Toga. You also noticed where Toga had marked on the map your directions to the next two classes you hadn't shared with them: Psychology with Mr. Bubaigawara and College Algebra with Mr. Giran. When you got into Psychology, you found a singular seat next to a blue haired boy who seemed quiet. You only hoped the rest of the day would carry through just as smoothly from this point, but the blue haired boy seemed to be seething for no reason.

Oh boy

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