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I was so excited to read Weak Hero's "epilogue" today that I actually dreamt about it last night. 😅
But in typical dream fashion things weren't quite the same as in real life, and in this case instead of reading the last chapter, I was plopped down in front of a television watching the last episode of the anime. In the show, it was revealed that Donald had faked his death and that he also had a younger sister. They both had auburn hair, and it played a kind of flashback where it showed that Donald was bleaching his hair the whole time and he would also wear contacts to hide his real eye color, which was a deep chocolate brown. (Please remember this was a dream, and I am very well aware that this makes absolutely zero sense in real life lol). And just when it was about to show the reasoning for Donald's actions and what was going on with his sister, I had to stop watching because- again with typical dream nonsense- I was watching the show while inside a haunted house, and someone I was with had pissed off some of the ghost. And I had to abruptly step away from the television to try to calm the ghosties down and to stop them from totally fucking up my dumb friend. AND of course when I finally got back to the show the end credits were rolling, and when I tried to rewind the episode, or find out how I can rewatch it, I couldn't read shit-diddly of what was on the screen 😮‍💨. So I woke up super frustrated but also hopeful that the "epilogue" was going to answer all my questions.
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Anyone who's read the "epilogue" by now knows that it, in fact, did NOT answer any of my questions. I personally wouldn't have even called it an epilogue, but more of an author's note. Since that was really what it was. 😒
I am thankful to the creators for their time, energy, and health that went into making this amazing story. I am still incredibly disappointed and dissatisfied with the ending, but I would still take that shit ending if it meant that I got to experience this story in the first place. Because, as stated in a previous post, I do love this story a whole lot more than I hate it.
Plus, my professional levels of delulu can let me pretend that ending never happened. Maybe I can even pretend my dream ending was the official ending, and I can just mentally fill in the blank spots that "dream me" didn't get to watch.
Then there's also always the option of reading fanfics! 😆
Now that I got that out of the way, ya'll know I can't leave without mentioning my fav and sharing the extras tidbits that were given to us.
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I'm dying that Jimmy was ALWAYS meant to be the annoying, loud one! 😂
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This👆 is 100% what I imagine texting Jimmy would be like. Family, friend or foe, there's no asking, just ordering or demanding 💀
And I'm not gonna forget our last goodbye to the only girls in the series 😥
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weakherodiaries · 7 months
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MY GOD THE ENDING WILL BE SO RUSHED.
It will be an open ending all over again won't it? I hope there's an ounce of justice for the characters, otherwise gosh.
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mediumgayitalian · 12 days
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“Thought you might like this.”
Nico turns the thin plastic casing over in his hands. It catches the limited light from the one open window, refracting a burst of rainbow across the shadowy ceiling.
“What…is it?”
“Mixtape.” Will rocks back on his heels, hands swinging slightly at his sides. He hums idly, flicking his gaze across the room faster than Nico can track. Distracted. “Songs ‘n stuff.”
Contrary to popular belief, Nico knows what a mixtape is. CDs as well, for that matter. In fact he distinctly remembers when they came out — the transition from cassette to CD was a triumphant one. Way easier for him to save his game processes and transfer to new machines as they came. (He wonders, idly, what happened to his stack of CDs left at the Lotus. Are they still there, standing alone in his half of the room? Next to his dresser, across from Bianca’s coin and token collection? Is there enough dust in that standstill place to cover the entire living space in a thick blanket of forgotten memory?)
“I can see that, Solace. I meant — why.”
“Because!” Solace gestures grandly, hands fluttering in some particular way that means nothing, really; just accentuates his wide grin, his twinkling eyes. The rocking he’s constantly doing, back and forth, back and forth, the twitching of his fingers. Electrons on a wire. “It’s been a while since you’ve had a radio or anything, right? Figured you might have a couple years to catch up on. Might be fun.”
Nico turns the CD case over again in his hand, peripherally aware of the shifting rainbows, still, reflecting off Will’s hair now, dying it redgreengold. There’s sharpie scrawled across the surface, completely illegible except for the plethora of exclamation points, the doodle of a cat, and the chain of flowers drawn carefully around the edge.
Will is smiling so, so brightly.
“Thank you,” Nico says quietly. He clears his throat, looking away. “I’ll, um. I’ll listen to it. Tonight.”
“Great!” Will chirps. “I got lots more, I’ll stop by after my shift and you can tell me what you liked. That way you can have more input on karaoke night.”
“Oh, I’m not gonna —”
“See you tomorrow! Write down what you think!”
“— do that.”
Nico returns his parting wave helplessly, watching as he sprints down the stairs and then, for no discernible reason, cartwheels three times on his way across the common. Immediately upon righting himself he walks into a (thankfully unlit) brazier and goes sprawling, calling out, to no one, I’m okay! and bounding back off.
“How are you alive,” Nico mutters to himself. He turns back to the CD case, running his thumb across the edges. He notices, for the first time, the hearts that have been drawn along the clasps. A smile pushes its way across his face no matter how hard he tries to fight it back.
When he plays it that night, lying on his bed with his headphones tucked over his ears and his Walkman resting on his stomach, the first song is Walking on Sunshine.
He can’t fight back a smile then, either.
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mishy-mashy · 1 month
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Just a little fun detail..
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THAT KUDO IS SO SHORT HE TUCKS HIS PANTS IN HIGH BOOTS.
Bruce wears those pants just fine, so he wears normal shoes. But Kudo? Look at how big they are on him. He wears boots almost up to his KNEES just to wear those pants. They're so baggy on him that the middle part for where the crotch goes, it's also almost down to his knees
Guy, where'd you get the pants? Are you just that short? Or did you take them from the long-legged Bruce?
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seawherethesunsets · 1 year
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#wise Sooho
WEAK HERO CLASS 1 (2022)
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seventh-fantasy · 7 months
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- 你这个人最大的弱点就是喜欢当英雄。一个剑客不该有弱点。 // 李相夷是死了,他的剑没死。横扫天下容易,断相夷太剑不易。 - 我与他十年前海上一战,赢了他半招,他却死了。这世上再无对手啊。 // 李相夷,你我之约无人可以替代。
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amethystpath-writes · 17 days
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To Traitors
NOT A PR0MPT
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"The general wants to send me to your homeland."
"For war?"
Villain hummed. "We knew it was coming."
"Of course." Hero shook her head and pushed a shirt further into the bucket of water. She bent it and twisted it and shoved it again. "How did she react when you told her 'no'?"
That was the thing; Villain didn't deny the general. No one denied the general.
Hero picked up on the silence. She always did. “Where does that leave us?”
A choice.
War?
Or her?
“You know this decision is not mine.”
"Sure, it is. I always wanted to travel- try camping."
Camping. Hero knew rejecting orders would be considered traitorous. She would rather be homeless and shunned than to standby while her homeland was being attacked.
"Hero..."
"Is that something you are not willing to do?" Her movements became rushed, like she was trying to maintain a calm, but the only way to do so was to move along with the emotions. She grabbed a shirt, dunked it, rung it, tossed it. Grab, dunk, ring. Grab, dunk, ring. They weren't even becoming clean, and the water needed changed. "My family is there. Where are they meant to go?"
"Even if I did tell the general no, I cannot stop an entire army from marching. The war will happen with or without me."
A sigh veiled the tension in the room. Villain's weight creaked beneath him as he stepped towards his lover. He took a linen shirt, wet and soaked, from her hands, and dropped it in the brown water. He found her hands next, then tugged her up slightly. She took the cue and stood, let herself be held.
"I love you," Villain said.
Hero didn't like crying. This is why Villain began rubbing her back as he pulled her into an embrace. She buried her face into his chest and sniffed once, twice...wiped a face full of tears, sniffed again...stopped, then began sobbing. No amount of squeezing could console the thought of her family being innocently slaughtered.
"You would hide them, wouldn't you? If you found them, you would save them?"
His grip loosened. He whispered, “Of course I would.” Did Hero know it might have been a lie? Even Villain wasn't sure what he would do when the time came that he marched onto her homeland.
"When do you leave?"
"Tomorrow."
"Then I'm leaving now." She attempted to pull away from Villain's chest, but he held her firmly. Her muscles tensed beneath him, but Villain knew she knew better than to try again.
"Hero, be level-headed.
"I want to warn them," she whispered, so quietly that Villain only knew what she said because of how well he knew her. He knew her every thought before she even had it herself. It wasn't magic; just love.
"And you think you will outrun an entire army overnight?"
"I know I won't!" her tone had changed, and this time when she pulled away, she didn't stop until Villain let her go. "But who am I to not try at all? Who would I be, Villain?" Her face was red and swollen, glistening with sad, then angry tears.
For a moment, she stopped. She took a breath. then swallowed as if she needed to stop herself from asking what obviously came to her mind. Alas, she said it. "How long have you known?" Her voice cracked, and Villain could see she already knew the answer: longer than he should have known before telling her.
"I'm sorry."
"I didn't ask for an apology." Her eyes refused to meet his. Villain was almost glad for it. He couldn't bear her anger, not when it was directed at him. "I asked how long you have known."
"Hero..."
"Clean your own damn clothes. I'll pay the Baker family back when I return."
"Pay them back? For w-" No. "You're not taking their horse." Hero was already scrounging around, first grabbing a raggedy sack, then stuffing one random item after another in. "Hero, stop. Hero-" She was going to take the neighbor's horse just to get caught up in the war herself. "Stop!"
She fell to her knees in the next moment. Broke down as if his voice took out the last support beam keeping the house together. hero cried, screamed, and wailed. "No. No. No. No. No," she repeated, and her voice broke time and time again as she screamed.
Tears sprung into Villain's eyes. What did he do?
"I'll send a bird. It will arrive before our army does, and when they receive it, they will know to leave."
Hero's head lifted, and her puffy eyes finally met Villain's glistening ones. "I will prepare beds. We have pelts; I can throw something together, and my brother can take-"
One blow after another, each and every passing moment. Just when Villain thought all might be well, the both of them realized there was no saving anyone. The war was an ambush, and Hero's brother would be expected to take a stand, to protect his own homeland.
"I won't-" Villain swallowed. "I won't harm your family. I will send the bird, and I will pray with every moment of travel that they receive it and leave. I will not draw my sword until I find their home empty, until I am sure they have left."
"You would be a traitor to your own kingdom."
"Better it this kingdom than you."
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hyusolk · 1 year
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have some drawings i never posted/finished
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Jason: I mean, go big or go home.
Leo: I’m begging you, for one singular moment, go home. Please go home.
Jason, about to do a 20 mile run at 4:30 am for training purposes: i am going to go big!
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salty-an-disco · 4 months
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Thinking about the voices giving each other nicknames, so decided to share some headcanons I have for possible nicknames for each one and who gave/calls them that (most of these were given by either Contrarian or Cheated lmao):
Cold: Frosty (Cheated called him that once, and everyone adopted it), ice cube, “cool guy” (Contrarian especially loves using that one), and ‘cold-hearted friend’ (given by Smitten, and Skeptic also sometimes use it to refer to him)
Paranoid: ‘Noid, Para, Twitchy-Feathers, flighty friend (Smitten), and nervous system (Contrarian learned the ‘Hearts, Lungs, Liver, Nerves’ thing from Hero and immediately started calling her that)
Smitten: Smitty, loverboy, lovey-dovey, drama queen (Smitten relishes in all of these)
Skeptic: Thinky-face (Cheated uses it in my fic, and it was them who coined it too), smart guy, The Brains (Opportunist, Hero, and Paranoid all called him that at different moments, and without having heard it from each other)
Cheated: Charlie Charlie, Anger Management (Contrarian called them that once, Cheated hated it, so he kept using it) and short fuse (mainly Skeptic)
Stubborn: Stubby, Rage-boy (this one’s canon! [also by Contrarian]), ‘fight enthusiast’, and muscles (Opportunist called him ‘the Muscles’ as more of a job description, but everyone else adopted it as a nickname)
Broken: Oki (Contrarian felt bad calling them ‘Broken’ so he started suggesting nicknames and Broken liked Oki the most), Plan B (also Contrarian), ray of sunshine, rain cloud, and little guy (gender neutral)
Opportunist: Oppy, sleazeball, conman, ‘that grifter’, and ‘smooth guy’ (Opportunist thinks it’s used genuinely, it is not)
Hunted: Hunter (Contrarian used it ironically once and then just kept using it), scaredy cat, rabid rabbit, watching hawk (and just a bunch of animal-related nicknames), The Thing, The Creature, and little freak
Contrarian: Contra, clown, jester, airhead, “comedy genius” (mainly used by Cheated), and sunflower (only Hero uses this one <3)
Hero: Prince Charming, dashing, darling, my knight, buttercup (all by Contrarian <3), and heroic friend (Smitten)
Oh, and note: Smitten has a “[___] friend” nickname for all of them, I just put in the ones I thought were funnier.
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minluce · 8 months
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Weak Hero Analysis and Meta - Wolf Keum Motives and Money
I keep thinking that the reason why Wolf joined the Union must have something to do with money, because when he tries to leave (unsuccessfully, the first time), Donald says "you should've said that before taking all the dirty money", implying that the reason why Wolf initially joined was for the cash.
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This is interesting though, because everything we see from Wolf points to him not actually caring about money on a personal level. He got mad when he was stolen from, but more because of the principle of things; he was angry that someone would dare to try to take what was his, not because he was super attached to the money.
We know with some amount of certainty that he's not attached to money because he's always giving free handouts to his underlings-slash-friends (questionable whether Wolf even knows what friendship is; he blurs the line a lot imo).
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(For reference, this is three separate instances where Wolf threw money at his underlings/companions. One is even from a flashback that takes place before Wolf's fight with Gray, showing that this generosity isn't a recent development.)
The alternate theory is that Wolf joined the Union just as an excuse to pick fights with people, which I personally disagree with, since I don't think Wolf ever needed a half-decent reason to get into fistfights, and its lampshaded multiple times that Wolf was coerced into joining, since he's always looking for a reason to get out.
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Simply put, the puzzle pieces don't seem to add up. My current theory would be that Wolf initially joined the Union for a one-off benefit, much like Jake. He needed a large sum of money (or status?) to do something, but once whatever it was got sorted out, he no longer had any incentive to go along with what Donald asked him to.
Unlike Jake, Wolf has the kind of personality that doesn't agree with getting ordered around, even if the person giving out orders is someone he's indebted to. What is probably also a factor is that Jake cares about his friends-not-underlings a lot more than Wolf cares about his underlings-maybe-friends.
Wolf repeatedly went against Donald's rules, knowing that he'd be dragging Ganghak down with him. He treats everyone under him (sans Hayden) to a "Last Meal", a last taste of their Union benefits, before they get kicked out and probably punished severely.
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ANYWAY. In conclusion I just wanted to ramble about Wolf Keum some more, also highlight that being part of his gang is the best of both worlds. You're constantly in fear of pissing him off and getting the shit beaten out of you, but also Wolf Keum is your sugar daddy, so pros and cons, really.
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uservaulty · 1 year
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#send your cutest delivery boy
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jankwritten · 1 year
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I’ve been thinking a lot about what a Hazel and Jason friendship would look like.
Hazel tentatively reaching out after finally understanding that Jason isn’t everything she built him up to be in her head, influenced both by Nico and by what she actually observed of Jason herself
Jason assumes she just wants tips on leadership or maybe how to fight better, so he obliged by offering to train with her
Hazel expects Jason to go easy on her like Percy and Annabeth and Piper do, but instead she gets taken down within a few minutes and has Jason ruthlessly pointing out what things she could improve on.
(Cue: Hazel finally having an opponent who doesn’t underestimate her. Hazel who finally feels like she has somebody she can spar against who will help and not just let her win because she’s young and small. Hazel who finally gets why Nico spends so much time talking about how kind and helpful Jason is, even if what she’s seeing isn’t necessarily kind.)
Jason starts hanging out with Hazel outside of sparring but in other groups, like with Piper, or Nico. He learns that she loves dancing and horses and likes to test the hardness of a stone against her fingernails, likes to collect shiny non-precious things just like Nico does, likes to swear loudly whenever possible as if she’s doing it to purposely piss people off.
Hazel asks Jason if he wants to go hang out one day after the Argo quest is over, maybe go to some museum in NYC that she’s heard Percy talk about, or find metaphysical shops to walk through (I HC that Hazel really loves modern mortal interpretations of magic and that she’s fascinated by the ways mortals accidentally connect to the gods etc.) and Jason assumes she means with someone else and agrees, only to find out they’re going alone.
Jason panicking for a moment about potential misinterpretations, once he realizes, and stammering out some garbled thing about how he really likes her but not like that because ofc all he’s known so far is that being alone with a girl = someone will assume romantic intent. Hazel openly laughs in his face and rather boldly states that she KNOWS Jason is in love with her brother.
Hazel, eventually, being the first person Jason feels safe coming out to. Jason, in return, being the first person Hazel feels safe to talk about being asexual with. The two of them discussing their feelings more and more often while exploring new places together, like Hazel talking about how she did so much researching into queer history and labels when she first found out Nico is gay, Jason telling her that he still doesn’t feel like Thalia is his sister as if he might not be the same Jason Grace she remembers, the two of them coming to terms with being on the aromantic spectrum together.
Jason talking Hazel out of joining the Hunters when she’s having a very very bad day. Hazel stopping Jason from disappearing back out into the mortal world to finish school without first giving his other friends a chance to have input.
(Hazel and Jason inadvertently saving each other’s lives by tweaking fate, thus making their friendship literally woven into their lives forever indisputably. Hades/Pluto patting Jason on the back and telling him thank you with no context or clarification the next time they meet. Hera/Juno, tight lipped and silent, offering Hazel some kind of gift or blessing the next time she returns to New Rome. Hazel and Jason laughing it off when they tell each other because wow, their godly parents are weird as hell.)
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cringefailnatsuo · 2 years
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Nah man because what the hell was this?
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First of all, I love how these panels establish a clear difference between Hawks looking at Dabi and Hawks looking at Dabi. In the scene from 240, Hawks is looking at Dabi as he's thinking about completing his mission and contacting Endeavor for backup. Like dude? You're literally staring into Dabi's eyes and thinking about Endeavor and it never crossed your mind that they have the same eyes? Chapter 267 drives this point even further by putting a close-up of Dabi's eye after he reveals his identity to Hawks. You can clearly see Hawks having an "oh shit" moment after the reveal as he truly looks at Dabi and realizes that this one piece of crucial information has been right in his face the whole time.
And second of all, this just highlights how Dabi truly is Hawks' downfall during the raid.
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The whole point of Hawks' mission was to gain intel on the League so that the heroes don't make any hasty decisions and have the upper hand in apprehending the villains for good. The fact that the HPSC president specifically told Hawks "we severely underestimated the enemy" and yet he did the same exact thing is, quite frankly, hilarious.
And in retrospect, given the knowledge that we have on Dabi's past from chapter 350, Hawks could have figured out who was behind the nomu, where they were kept, and so many other things about AFO's plan for a successor if he had paid more attention to Dabi.
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satankilledmyghost · 6 months
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Hello, may I have a eunjang boys with a reader who is straightforward, headstrong, and willing to succeed on her own without help from others? She possesses extraordinary talent, determination, and willpower. shes is the leader of the sports club.
this, this ask right here, she's an antique. it's been, what, a year? more? that this has been sitting here. i apologize for any shit writing; it's going to be rough since i'm getting back into it, so take this while i scrub the rust off of my cranium meat.
enjoy!
eunjang & a take-no-shit best friend
warnings: swearing, female reader, reader owns a cat
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You are infamous for being eunjang’s tough, straight forward sports club leader.
You knew exactly what had to get done and when, and you made sure that it got done.
Everyone was intimidated by you to a certain degree.
It’s not like you were heartless, you just didn’t see the point in not doing things effectively and efficiently as soon as they were assigned.
You had grown comfortable in the consistency and solidity of your schedule, and you were in the middle of a peaceful break time when ben park busted into the classroom.
It was after school, so you were alone with an out of breath teenager that was hunched over in front of you.
You didn’t say anything, assuming he stormed in here for a reason, so you just raised an eyebrow at him.
Once he got his bearings, ben straightened himself and smiled brightly at you.
“Hey! You must be y/n, I'm Ben Park! It’s nice to meet you!”
He was the cheerful energetic type. Great. You avoided these types only because they were the ones most likely to dawdle and cause everyone to fall behind.
You kept your body and face neutral as you responded.
“You’re correct. Did you need me for something?”
Ben was visibly surprised at your abrasiveness, but he quickly got over it.
“Yeah, I'm trying to get my friend on the soccer team, but since he forgot to submit his form by the due date he wasn’t let in. He’s been on the team last season, and he’s really good, and I asked the coach to reconsider it, but he sent me to you. So is there any way you could let him join, just this once? Please?”
You nearly snorted at how desperate Ben sounded, already knowing your response.
“No. If your friend couldn’t follow a simple deadline, how are you going to convince me that he won’t skip practice, games, arrive late, or actually not perform well enough to be on the team? I don’t even know his grades or class rank.”
You had hoped that your response was enough to shut Ben down, but that was your mistake.
Instead, Ben's face lit up and he took your words as a challenge.
“Okay, I understand, but if I prove to you that he can be on the team tomorrow, will you let him in?”
You bit the edge of your tongue, mulling the proposal over.
Sure, you understood one bad day every once in a while, and you do like to think of yourself as a fair person so:
“Okay, fine. You have until the end of practice tomorrow.”
You narrow your eyes at Ben as he smiles widely at you, his body language brightening.
“Thank you, see you tomorrow!”
And he runs out of the room and that’s the last that you see of Ben until tomorrow.
The next day, you had barely made it onto campus before the sun was blocked by someone standing in front of you. You squint and look up, being met with Ben Park and a way too cheerful smile for seven thirty in the morning.
"Good morning, y/n! I brought Alex with me this time. Alex, this is y/n!" Ben moves so you're now looking at a different person. His body is more slender and lithe than Ben's heavily worked-on muscled frame. Alex was definitely fast, that much you could tell. He also was a lot quieter than Ben. You remembered him from last year, he was an asset to the team.
You relaxed knowing that your wager with Ben Park wasn't for nothing. You really didn't need to know any more about Alex since his record with the soccer team already speaks for him, but you were still wary about grades.
You took your thoughts and switched your focus from Ben to Alex, giving him a small smile. "Good morning, Alex, it's nice to meet you. Ben has informed me about your late application and your wanting to play soccer on the school's team this year. Is this all correct?" Alexs' eyes widened, probably not expecting to get straight to the point right away. His face dusts with a slight blush as he looks away from you in embarrassment, nodding yes. "Uh, yeah. That's true."
"Okay, how are your grades?" You press, wanting this conversation to be done already so you could head to class.
"My what- oh. uh, I'm in the B, B+ range." You nod. "Thanks, you can take your application to the soccer coach and tell him that I've approved of it and he can let you join the team."
"Wait, really?!" Ben butts in, nearly shoving Alex out of the way.
"Hey! What the hell man-"
"That fast? I thought you needed like his papers or something?" You politely smile at Ben's question and shook your head.
"No, Alex Go has been in soccer before, like you said yesterday. I know his reputation on the team. As long as he keeps his current grades up, there's no issue."
"HAH! Gogo, you sly dog, I thought you said you didn't do much last season?" Ben joked, taking Alex into a head lock. "Get off of me, you lump of muscle!" Alex protests, attempting to free himself.
"Well, if that's all, then I'll be heading inside. Class is about to start so I recommend you two going to class as well." You say, walking away.
"Hey, wait!" Ben called, causing you to turn around. "We're, uh, we're going to play pool after school today by the underpass. Are you busy?"
"No." You admit. "Well then you should join us! Meet us right here after school, we'll all walk there together!"
As much as you wanted to say no, you had already said that you having nothing planned. You sigh, mad that you've dug yourself a hole. "Sure."
Ben gives you a giant smile and waves you off, "Great! I'll see you here after school, then!"
"Good job, y/n." You mutter to yourself, turning away from the giant ball of energy. You were not enthused to be spending your time with a group of guys playing pool when you could be studying, but you weren't heartless.
You kept true to your word when the final bell rang and you collected your things from your desk and headed outside. You were met with Ben and Alex, “Hello, how many more are we waiting on?”
Your question startles the two and Ben is quick to answer. “Hey! You made it! Well, there’s Gray, Eugene, Gerard, Rowan, and Teddy, but I’m sure they’re on their way now.”
You freeze at the list of names. You were never one to enjoy socializing in big groups. "Um, okay. Sounds Good." You nod. It's just this once, then you can be left alone. You reassured yourself.
It only took a minute or two before you heard a new voice. "Hey guys! Sorry we're late!" You turn and see two more boys walking towards you, Ben, and Alex. "Eugene! Gray!" Ben cheers, waving his arms wildly above his head.
Eugene and Gray stop just before you, "Hello, who are you?" You look up and down at your schoolmate. He's short, considering the average size of males, and has an odd color of blue and gray eyes, purple-colored if the sun hits his irises just right, and to end the look, the boy has silvery ashen hair. If he's not Gray I'm going to have to rethink some things, you think.
"My name is y/n-" "And she's joining us for some pool! She got GoGo on the soccer team so I invited her as a thanks, isn't that right, y/n?" Ben nearly yowls, swinging an arms around your shoulders. "Y/n, this is Gray and Eugene." Alex informs you, so I was right. That's good, I don't feel like rethinking things. I'm already rethinking my agreement to go along with this.
"It's nice to meet you, Gray and Eugene." You end the introduction.
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You found yourself spending time with Gray and Eugene studying, playing cards with Rowan and Gerard, talking about your cat with Teddy, and enjoying Ben and Alexs' constant banter between themselves.
It took a while to warm up to Ben and his friends saying good morning and acknowledging your existence in the hallways of the schools. And it took even longer for you to get used to constantly being invited to things. But you adapted, like you always do, and found a makeshift family in your new group of friends.
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adahlenan · 17 days
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        “ what you are, I was; what I am, you will be ”
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