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The Engagement Arrangement - Sirius Black x Reader/James Potter x Reader.

Hey!!! Can I request an arranged engagement with James because they grew up in wealthy families and they're close friends but as she gets to know the boys better Sirius falls in love with her? Mutual pining with obstacles with be the death of me.

AN: after actual months of writing this fic, it's finally finished. I posted the first part of it months ago but decided to finish the fic and repost it as a complete work. i'm so fucking proud of this and i really hope you enjoy it. this is the longest thing i've ever written so please please please give it a reblog and let me know what you think. ily <3

Contains: some angst, a lot of fluff, pining, swearing and just general good times haha. enjoy!

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The engine of the car hummed quietly causing the window to vibrate as Y/N rested her head against the glass. She fiddled with the hem of her dress as she gazed out of the window, the trees a blur of red and orange as they whizzed past.

“Will you stop fiddling with your dress!” Y/N’s mother snapped, whipping her head around to glare at her daughter, “I won’t have you at the Potter’s house with your dress all creased, what will they think of us!?”

Y/N only murmured in response, barely paying attention to her mother’s nagging as she smoothed her dress out. The car pulled to a stop on the gravel driveway outside of the Potter’s manor. The autumn sunlight beat down on the vast lawns and bounced off of the ornate windows, casting patterns on the driveway. She sighed as she got out of the car, mentally preparing herself for the afternoon at the Potter’s.

Coming to the Potter’s house for lunch wasn’t a frequent occurrence, yet every time their car pulled up outside, Y/N filled with dread. The lunches were alarmingly boring with her parents talking tirelessly with Mr and Mrs Potter. The Potter’s had a son, who Y/N was yet to meet as he attended a boarding school. Y/N’s mother had explained to her that James had been sent to boarding school as he was rather unruly, and they were trying to get him to settle down. However, now that he, like Y/N was 18, had finished school and returned home.

Mrs Potter greeted them graciously at the front door, giving her parents a hug and Y/N a squeeze on the shoulder. She led them into the sitting room and began to bustle around making tea. Y/N perched on the edge of the sofa, trying to avoid crumpling her dress and infuriating her mother again. Just as she had done in the car, Y/N stared out of the window, her eyes drifting over the garden that seemed to sprawl for miles. Leaves floated down from the trees, landing in a pile on the floor before being dispersed by the soft breeze.

“Nice of you to finally join us, Son.” Mr Potter spoke, easy smile resting on his face. Y/N was pulled out of her daydream, her eyes darting towards the door where a young man was standing, leaning lazily against the door frame. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his slacks, the top button of his shirt undone and his dark curls falling messily into his eyes.

“Mr and Mrs L/N.” he nodded, “Nice to see you both again.”

“Ah, James.” Y/N’s father exclaimed, “It’s been a while! You must have grown a good few feet taller since we last saw you.”

“My career as a dwarf never really took off so I decided to just let it go.” James joked, earning himself a disapproving look from both of his parents.

“James,” Y/N’s mother swiftly interjected, “You haven’t met our daughter, Y/N. She’s just finished school as well. I’m sure you’ll both get along well.”

“Nice to meet you,” James grinned, stepping into the room and shaking Y/N’s hand. Y/N just smiled back at him, unsure of what to say. Her mother harshly nudged her leg, urging her to reply.

“Yeah. You as well.”

James plonked himself in the armchair in front of the window that Y/N was previously looking out of. She frowned slightly, annoyed that he was obstructing not only the view but also the distraction from the torturously boring conversation that their parents were having. The two teenagers sat silently, every so often glancing up at each other. One time, James rolled his eyes and mimed putting a gun to his head, Y/N had to try her best to stifle a laugh. Clearly, she didn’t try hard enough as she was shot another one of her mother’s infamous disapproving looks.

“James, dear, why don’t you go and show Y/N around the gardens while we talk? We have some important business to discuss, and it will be terribly boring for you both.” James’ mother suggested. Y/N let out a sigh of relief and eagerly stood up, grabbing her jacket from the coat stand.

For the first few moments, they didn’t speak a word to each other, just silently making their way through the hall towards the large front door, buttoning up their coats as they walked. It was only when they were out of earshot that James finally spoke.

“I didn’t think it was possible to die of boredom, but I genuinely think I was close.” He said dramatically.

“We were only sat in there for half an hour.” Y/N said, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Yet it felt like an eternity.”

James pushed open the front door and they were greeted by the crisp autumn air. Their breaths clouded in the chill, damp air and they both wrapped their coats a little tighter around themselves.

“What d’you reckon they’re talking about?” Y/N asked, “What’s so important that we can’t be there to hear them discuss it?” James shrugged, staring up at the cloudless sky.

“Who knows? Probably just boring adult stuff. I tend to just tune it out whenever they start speaking.” Despite his nonchalant response, there was a hint of wistfulness in his expression. It was almost as if the thought of having a genuine adult conversation with his parents seemed utterly foreign and unappealing to him.

“They’re probably just sat moaning about us.” Y/N laughed, “That’s what adults do when they get together, isn’t it? Moan about their children?”

“Nah, not my mum and dad. They genuinely think the sun shines out of my arse.” James chuckled.

“Didn’t they ship you off to boarding school because you were too ‘unruly’” Y/N said, making air quotes with her fingers. James’ cheeks flushed at her comment and he let out an awkward chuckle.

“Yeah, that was a bit of an exaggeration on mum and dad’s behalf. They made it sound like I was some feral child. In reality, I was just a normal kid who liked to have fun.”

Y/N felt a bit guilty for poking fun at him about the boarding school ordeal. It seemed to be a bit of a sore spot for him, despite how flippantly he brushed it off.

“They didn’t have to be so dramatic,” James continued, “But it’s all in the past now. I’m back home and everything’s fine,” He shrugged, the smile returning to his face. Y/N wasn’t quite so sure how accurate that statement one.

They chatted as they walked through the gardens, comparing their school experiences, talking about their upbringings and their parents. Y/N felt sad that James had been away for the majority of their childhood, it would have made the many dinners with their parents a lot less painful if she had had someone her own age there to speak to.

The more time that Y/N spent in James’s company, the more she realised just how much they had in common. They had similar senses of humour, enjoyed engaging in sarcastic banter and had a mutual disdain for the social niceties that dominated their families’ get-together. For his part, James enjoyed speaking with Y/N as well. Unlike with the adults in his life, he didn’t have to keep up an exhausting façade. He could be frank with her and didn’t have to worry about offending her with his snarky wit.

The conversation turned back to the topic of their schooling. Y/N described her school life and her friends, while James told stories of pranking students and teacher alike, and generally being a nuisance. James had a twinkle in his eye as he recounted some of his more mischievous antics. It was clear that he had no regrets and was, in fact, quite proud of all the trouble he had gotten into over the years.

“I’m pretty sure I was on my last chance before they got rid of me,” he admitted as they walked back to the house, “In our final year, my friends and I were planning to pull a big stunt during exam week, it would have definitely gotten us kicked out. Only, my friend Peter ended up talking us out of it in the end. Probably for the best.” As he finished speaking a hint of regret crossed his face.

When they finally returned to the house, having been gone a good hour or so, they found their parents still sat in the same spot they were in before they had left. It looked as though time had stood still while they were outside.

“Ah, there you two are! We were just about to send someone out to find you! We really need to talk to you both, if you wouldn’t mind sitting down for a moment.” Mrs Potter smiled. James sighed inwardly and shot Y/N an apologetic look. Just when he had been enjoying himself, their parents’ demands had sent him back to reality.

“We’ve been discussing the future,” Y/N’s father began, “And now you have both finished school we believe it’s time to start making preparations for the future.”

Y/N and James both leaned forward in their chairs, intrigued by what their parents had to say. James let out a nervous chuckle, not sure what Y/N’s father meant by that.

“Preparations for the future?” he repeated, turning to look at his own father, “What do you mean? Like, getting involved in the family business or something?”

“Not particularly.” James’s father said.

“You’re both intelligent, young individuals with bright futures ahead of you. The pair of you both come from good families, and we think it’s time that the two of you started settling down.” Y/N’s mother explained.

Both Y/N and James sat there in stunned silence, their minds racing to try and figure out exactly what their parents were talking about.

“You’re not saying what I think you’re saying, are you?” James asked, not wanting to believe it, “You’re seriously suggesting that at the ripe old age of 18, we get married to each other?” The words were out of his mouth before he had even fully formed the thought.

“That’s ridiculous!” Y/N exclaimed, “You can’t just arrange our romance like we’re some sort of commodity. That’s absurd!” The notion of being forced into a relationship with James with utterly foreign to her, especially since they had only met mere hours ago. Mrs Potter looked at them both with a stern expression.

“This isn’t something that we’ve considered lightly.” she said, in a tone that left no room for argument, “We believe that the two of you will make a wonderful couple, and with time may even grow to love each other.”

“There is much more than that to our proposal,” James’s father said solemnly, “It’s not just about romance. In this particular case, settling down is more about stability.”

James and Y/N just stared at each other, feeling the full weight of their parents’ decision bearing down on their shoulders.

“But what about what we want?” James snapped, gesturing to the two of them.

“At the end of the day, this isn’t about what you want.” Mr Potter shook his head, “This is about your families and their futures, not just your own selfish desires.”

The statement hit both of them hard, and for a moment, the two teenagers were completely stunned. Their own family was more important than their own happiness, their own dreams. The harsh reality of their situation slowly began to sink in, and the weight out the responsibility felt nearly too heavy for them to bear.

James paced back and forth across his spacious bedroom, seemingly unable to settle in one place. His fists were clenched tightly at his sides as he tried to wrestle with the situation that they had been forced into. Y/N was watching him, lounged on the edge of his bed with a mug of tea in her hand.

It had been a few days since their parents had broken the news to them and they had since decided that it would be a good idea for Y/N to move in with the Potter’s. It was as if her parents couldn’t wait to get her out quick enough and had all of her things boxed up in a matter of hours.

“What do you think of all this?” he finally asked, stopping in front of her. She raised an eyebrow, taking a sip of her drink.

“Are you joking?” she scoffed, “You have to be joking. ‘Settling down’. Are you serious?” She sat so that she was upright, putting her mug down on the bedside table.

“Are our parents mad? Have they actually lost it? Who proposes something like that to teenagers these days?” She could barely hide her incredulity.

James sighed, feeling like his head was going to explode from a sudden rush of confusion and emotions. It felt so surreal, like this was some kind of elaborate joke that their parents were just waiting to reveal the punchline of.

“I mean, you seem great and all and sure, we get along well enough, but is that really a solid basis for deciding to spend the rest of our lives together?” He raked a hand through his unruly hair. In his mind, there was no possible way they could make this situation work.

“If it wasn’t so ridiculous, it would be hilariously tragic,” she sighed, rubbing her eyes in an attempt to ease the onset of a headache.

“My friends are supposed to be visiting for a few weeks.” James said, sitting down on his bed, “I suppose they’ll make me cancel now you’re here. Y’know, with them wanting us to spend time together and all.”

Y/N shook her head, feeling a surge of sympathy for James. He’d mentioned earlier how much he was looking forward to seeing his friends again and she couldn’t help but imagine how disappointed he would be if he had to cancel on them.

“That’s a pain.” she said, “If it was up to me, I’d leave you alone to do whatever you like. I mean, fuck it, why not just let them come over anyway? If we’re getting married then I’m going to have to meet your friends eventually.” a sort of half-smile crossed her face as she looked at James.

“Really?” he asked, turning to face her, “You wouldn’t mind if they still came over?”

“Not at all!”

“Wicked.” James grinned, “I’ll have to try and convince mum now.”

Somehow, James managed to convince his mother to allow his friends to stay and they arrived a few days later. w fresh faces around. The two boys bounded down the driveway and tackled James into a somewhat clumsy hug, lanky adolescent limbs all over the place. James laughed and greeted his friends fondly.

“So, this is the future wife then?” one of James’s friends grinned as he introduced them, “I’m Sirius. Pleasure to meet you. I’m sorry that you have to marry this prat.”

“Not as sorry as I am.” Y/N mused. Sirius was just as tall as James but had a slightly more slender build. His dark hair falling straight down to his jawline, unlike James’s messy curls.

“It’s a rough deal, I’ll admit.” The other one said. He was taller than both James and Sirius and awkwardly held a hand out for Y/N to shake as he introduced himself, “I’m Remus, by the way.”

“Thanks for the condolences.” she laughed, “I’m Y/N.”

James seemed to loosen up a bit now that his friends were here. Y/N had barely seen him smile the last few days. He’d spent the majority of his time moping around the house trying to come up with a plan to get them both out of this mess.

They decided to go and explore the surrounding countryside, the boys were keen to show Y/N the places that they had gone when they were growing up. James had said he felt too cooped up in the house, like they were constantly being watched by his parents and was eager to get out.

They meandered around the grounds of Potter Manor, the boys occasionally sharing anecdotes about the summers that they used to spend at the Potter’s. Sirius pointed out the tree that James fell from when he broke his arm when he they were 12. The boys all looked at it fondly like it was one of the seven wonders of the world.

Sirius and Remus, much like James, were charming and playful and Y/N was pleased with how well they managed to mesh with her sense of humour. She realised, over the course of the afternoon, that Sirius had a particular way of speaking that made her heart flutter. There was something about it, deep, silky and rich like melted chocolate. A certain kind of gentleness to the way his voice carried that felt like he could make whoever he was speaking to feel as if they were the centre of his attention. Y/N felt a pang of guilt in her stomach as she tried to push the thoughts of Sirius from her mind.

As the sunlight began to fade into the afternoon sky, the group made their way back to the manor. Y/N knew that they would soon be sitting down for dinner, but she wasn’t quite ready for their afternoon to be over quite yet. She had gotten to know the boys better and was having fun hearing the stories of their school days. The idea of going back to an awkward dinner with James’s parents was unsettling.

Dinner was a bit of a bust; James’s parents were once again preaching the joys of settling down young and the importance of family and tradition. James seemed to be trying his best to get through the meal without any trouble, occasionally shooting an apologetic look at Y/N. Sirius and Remus sat awkwardly opposite them, doing their best to dodge the Potter’s invasive questions about when they themselves would get married.

Every so often, Sirius would nudge Y/N’s foot with his own under the table. It first started when Mrs Potter made a comment about wedding dresses, but as dinner went on, it became more and more frequent. He would tap his foot against hers, then when she would look up at him he would pull a face or wink at her. She tried her best to focus her attention on the food in front of her, but it was hard not to be distracted by Sirius’s constant prodding under the table. The gesture felt flirty, and despite her efforts to resist, she couldn’t help but look back at him every time they made contact.

The first time that Y/N and Sirius were alone together was a few nights later when Y/N got up in the middle of night to get a drink. She was restless and unable to sleep, still not used to the unfamiliar house that she was now living in.

Sirius was already in the kitchen when she got in there, hoisted up on the kitchen counter, dimly lit from the small stream of moonlight that shone in from outside.

“Mrs Potter will kill you if she sees you sitting up there.” Y/N whispered. Sirius snapped his head round to look at her, clearly not expecting anyone else to be up at this hour. He rolled his eyes and chuckled.

“Let her try.” he said, not seeming too worried about the potential consequences of his behaviour. He stayed put on the counter, looking down at Y/N with a mischievous grin.

“On your head be it.” she shrugged, grinning at him, “What are you doing up so late anyway?”

“Couldn’t sleep.” he shifted his legs so that he was now sitting cross-legged on the counter, “What about you? Doing a bit of late-night wedding planning?

Y/N laughed and rolled her eyes. She had spent so much time over the last few days trying to resist his playful flirting, but he was making it increasingly difficult. With every smile and joke, she felt herself warming up to him.

“Oh, of course,” she scoffed, “I was just about to draw up the first draft of our wedding invitation.”

“Well, if you need a hand writing them out then I’ll have you know that I have lovely penmanship.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Y/N said, “But I’m hoping it doesn’t get that far.”

“How are you feeling about everything?” he asked gently, his face becoming more sombre.

“I mean, James is lovely and all but...” her voice trailed off for a moment, “I’m not in love with him. I don’t want to marry him, and he doesn’t want to marry me.”

Sirius just nodded, for once in his life at a loss for what to say. Y/N crossed the kitchen, grabbed a glass from the cupboard and filled it with water. She pulled herself up onto the other counter, opposite Sirius.

“Y’know, I nearly ended up marrying my own cousin once,” He said bluntly. Y/N spluttered, nearly spitting her drink out. “You think yours and James’s families are mental? You should try meeting mine.”

Wait, what?” she asked, looking at him in disbelief.

“Yep. Old fashioned family traditions. Similar situation to you and James. They wanted me to settle down and get married and move out of the family home.” he said, “Guess that’s one thing we have in common then. Our fucked up families.”

Y/N couldn’t help but laugh at Sirius’s crassness, but she felt a sense of validation knowing that someone else knew exactly what she was going through.

“Yeah, I guess it is,” she said with a small smile, “So, what happened? How did you get out of the marriage?”

“I ran away. Came to live with the Potter’s for a few weeks until school started again. I didn’t tell them exactly why of course. James and Remus knew and obviously thought it was hilarious.” his smile quickly faltered, “Haven’t seen my parents since.”

“Well, I’m glad you escaped.” Y/N said softly. She could see that the situation with his parents was still very raw and painful for him, as much as he tried to brush it off.

“Yeah, me too.”

They stayed in the kitchen chatting for hours. Y/N told Sirius about her childhood and her school years and he exchanged stories about his childhood before he ran away. They only realised how much time had passed when a small chink of sunlight streamed through the window.

“Shit. I didn’t realise the time.” Y/N gasped, hastily standing up.

“Time flies when you’re having fun, eh?” Sirius grinned, he slid off the counter, crossing the kitchen to stand in front of her, “I’ll see you in a bit.”

His comment made her face flush and she hoped that he hadn’t noticed it in the dim early morning light. She quickly composed herself and nodded at Sirius.

“See you,” she said, trying to ignore the feeling of butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

Y/N and James seldom spent any time alone together with Sirius and Remus staying at the Potters. Secretly, she was grateful, it was nice to have a bit of a buffer between her and James sometimes, his two friends seemed to make the whole ordeal a lot less awkward.

“Are you busy?” James asked, suddenly appearing at her side in the kitchen the next morning. She hadn’t even heard him walk over. His voice caught her off-guard, and she jumped slightly, turning back to face him.

“No, why? Is everything okay?”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you jump.” he said quickly, “Everything is fine. I just wanted to...talk. To you.” James’s tone was more solemn than normal, his thick, dark eyebrows knitted together seriously.

A long moment of silence passed between them before Y/N eventually nodded and followed James. He led her upstairs towards his bedroom, firmly shutting the door behind them. He gestured for Y/N to take a seat but remained standing himself. Her eyes widened in anticipation as he took a deep breath.

“I’m not really sure what the best way to tell you this is so I’m just going to come out and say it.” he began, “I overheard mum and dad speaking last night and well... they’ve set a date for the wedding.”

Y/N felt like the wind had been knocked out of her. She had been enjoying the lull in the situation and felt like she had momentarily forgotten that anything had been wrong. James’s words hit her like a ton of bricks, and she slumped back in her seat, feeling completely stunned.

“W-what? When?”

“Next month.” James said with a pained expression, “It’s fast, but it seems like it’s the only way to satisfy our parents. They’ve set a date, so... I guess it’s happening.”

He crossed the room to sit next to Y/N on the bed. He took her hand in his and squeezed it. Y/N looked down at their intertwined fingers, it was the first time that they had ever really touched each other. She was suddenly painfully aware of how close James’s body was to hers. They were sitting side by side, their legs touching and their hands together. A wave of heat washed over her, and she forced herself to meet James’s gaze.

James, for his part, was trying very hard to keep his emotions in check as well. He grabbed Y/N’s hand without really thinking about what he was doing, in his head it just felt like it was the right thing to do. He held her gaze for a moment before finally speaking again.

“It’s ridiculous, isn’t it?” he said, his voice softer now. Y/N nodded slowly, unable to look away from him. She looked down at their hands again, her lips parted slightly as she searched her head for words.

“I don’t know...” she finally said, “I don’t know how to feel.”

“I understand.” he nodded in acknowledgment, “This isn’t what either of us wanted.” He paused for a moment, releasing her hand from his and raking his fingers through his curls.

“I know the situation is shit and I know that we haven’t spent a lot of time together.” he continued, “But that doesn’t mean that I don’t enjoy spending time with you. I mean, like... as a person. I don’t know, maybe if we got to know each other a little better it’ll all be okay.”

Y/N was taken aback by the way that James spoke so openly and honestly about his feelings. He didn’t sound like the angry person he was the first time they spoke about their marriage. This side of him was entirely different and she liked it. Despite everything that was going on, she felt strangely comforted by the way he was speaking so candidly.

“I feel the same way. I suppose we don’t really have another option, do we?” said smiled sadly, “I know it’s going to be hard, but I’m sure we can get through this together.”

“We can always divorce, eh?” James chuckled. Y/N let out a laugh, caught off guard by the way James quickly slipped back into his normal jovial self.

Over the next few days, Y/N spent most of her time avoiding James’s parents, in hopes that if they put off seeing them for long enough, they might just forget about the wedding all together. The four of them would try and spend as much of the day as they could outside of the house, often wandering down into the town or to the pub. Y/N’s late night conversations with Sirius had become a staple of her stay with the Potter’s and she found herself looking forward to their nightly rituals more over the next few days. She had quickly got used to sneaking down to the kitchen in the early hours of the morning. Their conversations had become increasingly more intimate, though for some reason, she still hadn’t broken the news to him about the date of the wedding.

That night, she met up with Sirius after everyone else had gone to bed, slipping out of her room and making her way down to the kitchen. The house was silent and still, and she felt a rush of excitement as she laid her eyes on Sirius, him staring back at her with a wide grin.

“I was wondering when you’d be joining me.” Sirius said calmly. Y/N returned the smile, taking a seat on the counter. Though, tonight, she strayed from her usual spot on the opposite side of the kitchen and sat next time him.

“You’re quite predictable, you know?” she teased, “the last three nights you’ve been in the kitchen, maybe you ought to start changing it up a little.”

She adjusted her position on the counter, trying to make herself more comfortable. Sirius smiled back playfully and for a moment, they just sat in companionable silence. Just as it had happened earlier with James, Y/N noticed the way that Sirius’s knee was touching hers. Although, this time she didn’t feel the need to yank it away, she just let it rest against hers.

“James told me the news.” Sirius stated, “It’s shit.”

“Yep.” Y/N laughed at his bluntness, “In less than a month I’ll be a married woman.”

“You don’t like him very much, do you?”

“It’s not that I don’t like him – I think any girl would be lucky to have him. I mean, he’s lovely and all but...” her voice trailed off.

“You just don’t like him like that.” Sirius finished for her.

Y/N hummed in response, her eyes trailing down to where their knees were touching and then back up to Sirius’s eyes. He was looking straight back at her, as if his eyes were searching hers for exactly how she was feeling. The moment felt charged, and she couldn’t bring herself to look away from him. She knew he was waiting for her to say something and she was quickly overcome by a wave of self-consciousness that left her unable to speak.

After what felt like an eternity, Sirius’s hand inched its way over until it was hovering over her knee. Slowly, but surely, his fingers placed themselves over her own. The heat between their two bodies was almost unbearable. She could feel her heart racing and she was almost certain that if he listened hard enough he would be able to hear it. Her fingers instinctively tightened around his.

“I just really don’t know what to do.” she found her voice after a moment, looking up at him.

Once again, his eyes locked with hers for a moment before they fluttered shut, his body angling towards hers, head tipped down and his lips brushing against her own. Instinctively, his hand reached up to cup her face, thumb stroking across the softness of her cheek. After a moment, she pulled away, her focus on his lips for a fleeting moment before forcing herself to look away. She felt like she had just been electrocuted, feeling dizzy with the rush of emotions. Sirius, for a few moments, looked like he was too stunned to speak. He looked down at their intertwined fingers and quickly drew his away.

“I should go.” he said, sliding down from the counter. He barely looked at her before swiftly making his way out of the kitchen. Y/N didn’t move, just stared after him as he left, her hands stayed where they were on the counter, her fingertips still tingling from Sirius’s touch.

They managed to avoid each other for the rest of the week, their brief moment of intimacy being pushed to the back of both of their minds. Y/N was doing her best to avoid thinking about Sirius, and Sirius was trying his best to avoid thinking about Y/N.

James had spent an awful lot of time by her side over the last few days, and while she appreciated the distraction, every time James spoke to her she got a horrible sick feeling in her stomach. She felt like her heart was being ripped into two, feeling torn between her attraction to Sirius and her engagement to James.

You’ve seemed off the last few days, is everything alright?” James asked one afternoon as they were sat together in the living room. Y/N looked up from the book that was resting on her lap.

“I’m fine.” she said, “How come you haven’t gone out with the others?”

“Remus wanted to go to the pub and I didn’t fancy it.” he shrugged.

“You’re not just staying here for me, are you?”

“No.” James laughed, “Not just staying here for you, no. But I would like to be spending time with you.”

Y/N felt the blood rush to her cheeks and she looked back down at her book, trying to avoid James’s gaze.

“I’ll be spending a lot of time with you for the rest of my life. Might as well start getting used to it.” he grinned.

“Hey, mind if I ask you something?” James asked after a few moments of silence.

“Go ahead.”

“I was just wondering, if we hadn’t been forced into this whole engagement thing, how do you think you would feel about me?”

Y/N froze, uncertain of what she should say. She wanted to be honest with him but she didn’t want to hurt his feelings. Her mind flicked back to the conversation she had had with Sirius and the kiss they had shared.

“I...” she started hesitantly, her eyes still avoiding James, “It’s hard, isn’t it? Maybe if we had met in another situation it would be different but...”

“You don’t have to lie to me,” James said, his voice gentle, “I know that none of this was how it was supposed to happen and I know that there are a lot of things about this situation that you don't like, but I think that we could still be happy together.”

She couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by the guilt that suddenly washed over her. Even if they had met under different circumstances, she still wasn’t entirely sure that things would have worked out between them. She just didn’t see James like that. She had tried to ignore it at first, but to her, it just felt like it was a fact that there was no romantic tension between them. But, to say that would be heartbreaking, so instead, she just stayed silent.

“Y’know, Sirius said I’m mad.” James sighed and Y/N looked at him quizzically, “He thinks I’m daft for trying to find a way out of this marriage. Said I’d be lucky to have a girl as good as you.”

“He did?”

“Yeah, he thinks you’re great.” James moved to look at her properly, taking the book from her lap, closing it and placing it on the table so that she was forced to give him her full attention.

Y/N immediately felt nervous as she met James’s gaze. Her breath caught in her throat, feeling even more vulnerable no that there was no escape. She was forced to look directly at James with no distractions.

“He’s right as well. Although, don’t tell him I said that because the smug bastard would never let me live it down.” James chuckled. He moved his hand to cup her chin, shifting her face to look at him, “You are great. You’re funny, you’re smart, you’re gorgeous. I mean, if the circumstances were different then I feel like-”

“James, don’t-”

Before she could finish her sentence, James had leaned forward, his lips colliding with hers. Y/N let out a gasp of surprise. She felt his hand tangling into her hair, the other moving down to her waist. It was like she was stuck, just sat there, allowing James to kiss her. Her body was completely overtaken by confusion.

“What the fuck.” a voice spoke.

Both of their heads snapped around to the doorway. Sirius was standing there, arms crossed over his chest, Remus at his side. Sirius’s expression was unreadable, and Y/N quickly pulled away from James, sinking back into her seat.

“Ah, so this is what you two get up to when we’re not around.” Remus grinned, “No wonder you didn’t want to come to the pub with us.”

James’s face flushed red and he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, smiling nervously. A hot wave of embarrassment flushed over Y/N and her eyes frantically flicked between James and Sirius. Sirius’s expression didn’t change, and for the first time, she noticed a certain edge to his stare. It didn’t seem like he was going to say anything at all, but he kept his eyes locked on her.

Y/N didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t tell if she was more angry with herself for letting the kiss happen or embarrassed at the fact that they had been caught. She looked back over to Sirius, his jaw was clenched and any trace of the usual playfulness in his eyes had gone. Without saying anything, Sirius walked away and they heard the faint slamming of his bedroom door.

“What’s his problem?” James asked.

“Dunno,” Remus shrugged, “He’s had a few pints. You know what he gets like.”

That night, Sirius didn’t show at their usual meeting place in the kitchen. Y/N sat and waited patiently, hoping that he would turn up so that she could explain herself to him. She wanted to tell him that it was James that kissed her, that it meant absolutely nothing to her. Her heart sank as the morning light started to stream into the kitchen and she realised that Sirius wasn’t coming.

For days, the only time that Y/N would see Sirius was when they ran into each other at the table during meals or on the stairs. Sirius avoided her eyes when they passed each other, not even giving her a chance to speak to her before disappearing. She didn’t know what to do. She kept trying to catch his eye whenever she saw him, willing him to look at her, wanting to explain everything. But, every time, she felt as though her words would be meaningless.

She didn’t even want to see James now. Whenever he tried to talk to her, she would avoid him and go out of her way to prevent being alone with him. It wasn’t James’s fault, and deep-down Y/N knew that.

One night, as Y/N was on her way upstairs to bed, she ran into Sirius. He was on his way out, taking his coat off the hook in the hallway when she suddenly caught a glimpse of him. She tensed up as he looked at her, scared of what he was going to say, but all he seemed to do was stare, that same cold expression that he wore when he saw her and James kiss.

Before she could say anything, Sirius turned around, slid on his coat and walked out of the house. Y/N watched him walk away, managing to stop the front door before it slammed shut behind him. Not even bothering to put her coat on, she slipped on her shoes and hastily followed him up the driveway.

“What are you doing out here? Go back inside, you’ve not even got a coat on. You’ll freeze.” Sirius said bluntly when she managed to catch up to him.

“I don’t care.” Y/N pressed, “Will you please just speak to me? You’ve been avoiding me for days!”

“Well, I’m sorry that I don’t feel like speaking to you after I walked in on you kissing my best mate.”

“I’m engaged to him!”

“You told me you didn’t love him!”

“I don’t!”

“Then why did you kiss him?”

They were stood facing each other now. The chilly night air nipped at Y/N’s bare skin, making the hair on her arms stand up. She could feel frustrated tears stinging her eyes and she fought hard to hold them in.

“He kissed me.” Y/N’s voice came out strained, “I wish he didn’t. God, I wish he didn’t. I don’t know why he did it. It just happened. I don’t know – maybe he just wanted to see if there was anything there.”

“And was there?” Sirius asked, his eyes still cold.

“Not on my part, no.” Y/N admitted, “Not like there was when you kissed me.”

Sirius stopped at that. His eyes locked on hers, his expression softening for the very first time. His eyebrows raised slightly, and his frown eased.

“You mean, the kiss with me really meant something to you?”

Y/N nodded; a shy smile crept over her face as she thought back to their kiss. The way that Sirius’s lips had felt so different to James’s. Softer, more passionate, it had just felt right in that moment.

“Of course it meant something to me. I thought it had to you as well,” her smiled faltered for a second, “but then after you left straight away and you avoided me for days. I thought you regretted it. Then the kiss with James happened and...”

“I did regret it. I regretted it because you’re engaged to my best friend and I'm the bloody fool that decided to fall in love with you.” Sirius’s brows furrowed, “I just felt like I fucked up. God, you’re getting married.”

Sirius raked a hand through his hair, his head tipped back. He looked up towards the sky, the inky, dark night sprinkled with stars. He sighed and then looked back at her.

“I just wish we could have met under a different circumstance.” he said sadly, “without everything being so complicated.”

“Me too.”

She couldn’t help the aching feeling in her heart. Feeling as if the world was so cruel to throw them together this way. His eyes locked on hers, a deep well of sadness in them.

“We should go back inside; you’ll catch your death out here.” Sirius said, placing a hand on her arm and trying to guide her back to the house.

“Where were you going anyway?” she asked, “When you walked out?”

“God knows.”

They walked back to the house in silence, the only sound being the creaky stairs as they made their way back to their bedrooms. She could feel the tension in the air, like they both wanted to say something but couldn’t. When they reached the top of the stairs, without saying anything, Sirius placed a gentle hand on her cheek and turned her to face him.

Gently, Sirius pulled her towards him, sliding one arm around her body so her chest was just brushing against his. His other hand moved up to cup the back of her neck, his fingertips brushing gently against her skin. He pulled her in closer and she tipped her head back to look at him, their lips just inches away from each other.

He didn’t wait a second longer. His lips found hers, pressing against them as he kissed her deeply. One hand slid down to rest on her waist, the other tangling in her hair, pulling her body flush against his.

For the first time that night, Y/N wasn’t thinking about all the complications, she was just basking in the moment, happy to feel the electricity between them once again. The kiss was much longer than their last, much more passionate. Y/N ran her fingers through Sirius’s hair. Every inch of her was pulled towards him, desperate to cling onto him. She wanted it to last forever, her arms wrapped around his neck, his body melted against her own, her lips on his. She would have given anything for time to stand still.

All too soon, the kiss ended. Sirius’s lips moved away from hers. Their breathing was loud in the silence. The two of them stood there for what felt like an eternity, both refusing to look away.

“What do we do now?” Y/N asked softly.

Sirius paused before answering, his eyes flicking back down to her lips. He opened his mouth like he was about to say something but no words came out. Instead, he just tilted his head down and kissed her again, sweetly this time.

“I’ll do whatever it takes if it means I get to do that again.” Sirius whispered, his lips still touching hers.

“But what about James?”

Her question brought them both crashing back to reality. Sirius let out a deep exhale as he looked away.

“Let me worry about that.”

James was in the kitchen the next morning when Y/N went to get breakfast. Much like herself, he was an early riser and was sat at the kitchen table when she walked in. The golden glow of the sunlight lit up the room, bathing James in its warmth.

“Morning.” he smiled, looking up at her. His voice was still thick with sleep and his curls were falling messily over his forehead.

Y/N smiled back despite her stomach churning with anxiety. She had spent most of the night unable to sleep, replaying last night’s events in her mind. Despite James being completely oblivious to what was happening with Sirius, she could barely stomach being in the same room as him.

James kicked the chair out that was opposite from him, gesturing for her to take a seat. She wanted to refuse, to distance herself from him as much as possible, but she couldn’t.

“You’ve been avoiding me.” James addressed. She felt her heart immediately drop. Her eyes darted across the room, looking anywhere but back at him.

“I could say the same.” she retorted. James raised an eyebrow at her and leaned back in his seat.

“You kissed me.” The words had fallen from her mouth before she had even realised what she was saying.

“I did.” An amused smile tugged on his lips. Y/N’s stomach heaved at the way he was acting so casually about it.

“Why did you do it?”

“To see if we both felt anything.” he shrugged.

“And did you?”

“Would it matter if I did?”

It was her turn to raise an eyebrow at him. He was acting so nonchalant, and it was driving her insane. James just chuckled, amused by her reaction.

“Let’s suppose I did feel something. Would that affect anything?” he probed.

Y/N looked away from him again, she was speechless. Her head was reeling from everything that was going on, all the conflicting emotions. A few weeks ago her and James were planning away for them to get out of the engagement, and then he kissed her and now, he seemed unfazed by the whole situation.

“It wouldn’t.” he answered for her, “Because you didn’t feel anything.”

For a moment, the whole world seemed to freeze. Her eyes widened, shocked at how blunt he was being with her. She couldn’t deny it. She hadn’t felt anything. He was right and she hated that.

“Fine.” she admitted, feeling her throat clench up, the words just barely forcing themselves out, “I didn’t feel anything. What were you expecting? That you would kiss me and-”

“That there would be fireworks and we would both realise that we were actually madly in love with each other?” James said dryly, “I’m not stupid. I don’t know what I was expecting.”

Y/N sighed and rested her head in her hands. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to process everything that had just been said.

“I’m a good kisser, right?” he teased, breaking the silence, “I mean, you have to give me that. It wasn’t completely awful, was it?”

“No, it wasn’t completely awful.” Y/N cracked a smiled for the first time that morning. The atmosphere between them felt lighter. She felt herself relax a little, her smile growing wider. It was nice to be able to laugh a little, even if it was due to the awkwardness of the situation.

“Did you sort everything out with Sirius?”

“What?” Y/N spluttered, nearly choking on the intake of breath.

“C’mon, I’m not thick.” he smiled, “All this ‘you’d be daft not to marry her’ nonsense. He couldn’t make it any more obvious.”

Y/N’s heart felt like it was beating a million times a minute, the blood pumping through her body as she tried to think of a way to get her out of speaking about Sirius.

“I didn’t... we didn’t... nothing happened.” she stumbled over her words. It was clear that she was terrible liar because she only managed to keep it up for a few seconds before she let out a massive sigh.

“You’re the worst liar I have ever met, you know that?” James laughed.

She sighed again, realising that she had no choice but to come clean. James was right – he wasn’t stupid and his suspicions were spot on.

“Fine.” she groaned, “We kissed. Twice actually. We’ve met up a few nights, down here and we just chatted and-”

“You like him.” James said.

“I like him.”

Neither of them said anything for a few minutes, both of them just stewing in the silence. Y/N tapped her fingers anxiously on the table, trying to think of something to say.

“I’m sorry.” she decided on.

“Don’t be sorry.”

Y/N felt completely lost. He didn’t seem angry, or disappointed. He seemed almost understanding and she couldn’t wrap her head around it. She looked up at him, slightly surprised by his reaction.

“You don’t care?” she asked incredulously.

“Nope.” he smiled, “I think I always knew this would happen eventually. I never really believed in the arrangement. I mean, you’re great and I do like you but I don’t really want to marry you and you don’t want to marry me either. So what difference does it make that you like someone else?”

“But your parents have booked the wedding.”

“Fuck the wedding. I don’t care.” He said with a dismissive wave of his hand, “Our parents care more about the wedding than we ever could. They’ll get over it. They’ll find someone else for me to marry.” he finished with a laugh.

Y/N felt like all the weight had been lifted off her shoulders, like she could breathe properly again for the first time in weeks. James was being so mature about the whole situation. She had been worrying for absolutely no reason, convinced that her entire world was about to come crashing down.

“So, what do we tell our parents?” she asked.

“Let me figure that out.” James said sitting up straight, “I’ll speak with both sets of parents, and we’ll see where it goes from there. In the meantime, just act normal. They don’t think that there’s anything wrong.”

Y/N distracted herself while James was speaking to their parents by making her way up to Sirius’s room. She knocked gingerly on his door. He didn’t answer for a few moments but then she heard a shuffling sound and the door creaked open.

Sirius looked like he had just woken up, his jet black hair slightly tussled but still perfect looking, plaid pyjama bottoms hung low on his hips. Y/N found herself staring at him for a second to long, her eyes scanning over his shirtless torso, taking in the sprinkling of tattoos that she hadn’t seen before.

“Are you going to come in or are you just going to stare at me all day?” a cocky smirk spread across his lips. He stepped to the side, allowing her to enter his room and shut the door behind her. He leaned back against his bed, his eyes wandering over her, not bothering to conceal the fact that he was watching her as well.

Neither of them spoke as they drank each other in. Y/N’s eyes darted around the room, noticing for the first time all the little details. The posters that had be messily taped to the wall, the stacks of books by his bed, even the smell of the room, all the subtle hints of him.

“I told James.” she said, breaking the silence.

“It’s a bit early to be dropping bombshells like that.” his mouth was curling up at the corner.

“We don’t all sleep in ‘til noon,” she teased. Sirius just rolled his eyes at her.

“D’you think I slept at all last night?” he nudged her, “How did he take it?”

“Better than I expected, actually. He said he knew something was going on between us anyway. Said you spoke... highly of me.” she said, choosing her words carefully.

“Oh, yeah?” he leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand, eyes sparkling mischievously “What did he say?”

“That you said he’s daft not to marry me.”

Sirius snorted in amusement, leaning back on the bed and crossing his arms.

“I was that obvious, was I?” he laughed, “I guess he’s not as thick as I thought he was.”

“I think it was more obvious when you stormed off when you walked in on him kissing me.” she joked. The pair of them laughed at the thought of Sirius’s dramatic exit. “He didn’t seem bothered at all. I mean, we both agreed that this engagement was stupid. It’s just an excuse for our parents to get involved in our lives. There’s no real reason for us to get married.”

“So, what now?” he rested one of his hands on her thigh, “the marriage is off, I’m assuming. So, what’s the plan – we run away into the sunset together?”

“In a perfect world, I would love to do just that, but we both know it’s not going to be that easy.” her smile faded slightly, “James is breaking the news to our parents. God knows what he’s going to tell them.”

“Well, I suppose we just have to wait and see.”

He pulled her towards him, letting her head rest on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, embracing her properly for the first time. She felt like she melted into him, simply just existing in his arms. Sirius rand a hand down her arm, taking her hand in his and bringing it up to his lips. He pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles, letting it linger for a few seconds.

Every sense of her body seemed to come alive all at once. The scent of his skin mingling with the like smell of his cologne, the sound of his breath and the feel of his gentle touch running over her skin. She felt herself get lost in the moment, forgetting the past and ignoring the future. For now, she felt content.

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The hands that hold you ch9: Here for you

SatoSugu x GN!reader master list

It's finally here! Also holyshit we're at chapter 9. This series is the longest thing i've ever written solo before. I know this one was super delayed. Between me getting horribly sad and depressed over certain events for several weeks and just being busy this one took a while. It also took a bit because it was hard to write emotionally for me. Reader goes through it in this chapter for a bit. We get a bit more of a glimpse into things they've been rather tight lipped about and then.. well i'll say it because he's his own warning label, Naoya shows up. Note: 1.While at the beginning of second year Yaga is still a teacher I had him get his promotion by the fall for the exchange event to principle though he still maintains his teaching duties as well. 2. I said it before but i'll make note of it again, since the japanese school year typically starts in the spring it is still Satoru and Suguru's second year. CW: GN!reader, Afab!reader (I haven't said it explicitly until now but given the self inserty nature of this reader and how Naoya treats them it's fairly obvious. Only they/them pronouns are used for reader), Allusions to past abuse, the word whore is used. If you've gotten this far you probably already know that reader is foreigner who was adopted by Yaga (Listen i look at him and all my thoughts are "dad? Dad.You're my dad now." Don't ask why.) ___

“That’s such crap! It was fine when Suguru and I competed a year early for the exchange event! We should be able to participate this year too.” Satoru’s voice cuts into the hall as you walk alongside Haibara causing the two of you to slow your steps as you pass the classroom.

Inside Satoru looks annoyed, arms crossed and leaning back in his desk chair. Suguru only looks mildly disgruntled by the news Yaga is giving the two of them.

Yaga sighs. “You weren’t special grade yet. You’re a lot stronger than a year ago. I’ve already talked to Gakuganji about it. He's firm on the fact that the two of you shouldn’t compete since having two special grades will unfairly tilt the odds of the competition in Tokyo’s favor. “

Satoru replies, voice mocking Yaga’s, “Yeah well it unfairly tilts the odds in kyoto’s favor if you put us down two students,” he then continues in his normal voice, “And maybe if kyoto’s students were stronger they wouldn’t have to disqualify us to win. Guess they’re not over losing last year because of a pair of first years.” Suguru makes a sound that could be taken as agreement.

“The terms of the competition have already been set, Satoru.” Yaga runs a hand over his short hair, frustration building. He could understand both sides of it and while he wasn't a fan himself it was what it was.

Haibara and yourself are too focused on what’s being said inside the classroom to notice as Nanami walks up behind the two of you. “What the hell are you two doing?”

You squeak and Haibara gasps , you both startle enough to jump slightly and Haibara’s larger frame jerking against yours causes you to fall over, pushing the door open as you face plant onto the floor followed by Haibara falling on top of you.

The tension in the room breaks slightly as everyone falls silent and stares at the two of you.

You groan out what could only be deciphered as an ‘ow’ from beneath Haibara, unable to be embarrassed immediately with your face squished into the floor and all of your friend’s muscle crushing down on you.

“Ah! Sorry, ___!” He rolls off you quickly, still on the floor. You push yourself up, rising to your knees, pointedly staring at the floor, both out of embarrassment and just knowing you’re in trouble. The stifled laugh from Satoru doesn’t help and flicking your eyes up shows Suguru has placed his hand over his mouth.

Yaga pinches the space between his brows and lets out a slow breath, doing his best to subdue his mounting irritation and rising headache. “Now I know you know better than to eavesdrop.”

You shrink back and fold your hands on your lap, eyes remaining dowcast. Haibara has assumed a similar position but looks sheepish instead of nervous. In unison the two of you speak. “Sorry, Sensei.”

“And you?” Yaga directs his attention behind the two of you.

You can’t see it but Nanami raises his hands and shakes his head. “I was just passing by, I swear.”

Yaga’s focus turns back to you and taking in your actual nervousness he sighs. “I suppose this works. How much did the two of you hear?”

You glance up at Yaga and shift uncomfortably. “Something about not allowing Satoru or Suguru to compete in the upcoming exchange event?” That was exactly what it had been of course but you phrase it as a question, something odd to your voice. It causes Suguru’s brows to knit together. If Satoru catches it he doesn’t let on and instead he groans and hangs his head back causing his glasses to slide onto his forehead at the reminder of what they’d been talking about before you and Haibara had interrupted.

Yaga nods. “That’s right. And If you didn’t hear Satoru did point out how when it comes to numbers the competition will be unbalanced. Shoko would be the only second year involved and her focus isn't combat. To balance out the numbers it’s not unheard of for first years to compete in the exchange event.“

Haibara speaks up. “Ah! So are you asking if we’ll be in the exchange event?” Excitent fills his voice and when you glance at him you swear his eyes are sparkling. Of course he’d be excited. Somewhere behind you you swear you hear Nanami sigh.

“That’s it exactly.” He confirms.

Nanami who hadn’t been eavesdropping, speaks up. “Wait, why aren’t Geto-senpai and Gojo-senpai competing? Wouldn’t they be a lot more likely to win-” and so another round of conversation and argument starts though by the end of it it’s decided that you and your fellow first years would indeed be competing in place of Suguru and Satoru.

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After, when you go to part ways from your boyfriends to go with Nanami and Haibara, Suguru stops you with a gentle hand on your wrist. “If you don’t mind, I'd like to steal you for a bit.” You turn and blink up at him and then glance at your classmates. Haibara gives you an encouraging wave.

“We’ll see you later for the mission, yeah?”

“Of course,” you try for a smile though it doesn’t entirely reach your eyes until you turn toward Suguru. It falters again though when you see the worry clear in his eyes. Oh. Oh this was probably going to be a not so fun conversation. A glance toward Satoru shows he’s also watching you more closely now that he’s not lamenting how unfair the situation with the exchange event is.

Nanami and Haibara are already around a corner but you still try to make an excuse. “Ah actually maybe I should go with them-”

When both young men retain their serious air and Suguru maintains his hold on your wrist your shoulders deflate just a bit. You really hope he wants to talk to you about the eavesdropping but you know deep down that won’t be it. He wouldn’t care about that enough to pull you away from what you were already doing. Honestly you sort of wished that the two of them weren’t so observant right now. “I don’t want to talk about it here, really I don’t want to talk about it at all, but if I can’t avoid it let's go to one of our dorms or somewhere else private…”

“Of course,” Suguru replies gently, just glad that you’re showing some willingness to talk even if it’s reluctant.

The walk to the dorms goes too quickly for your liking and when you enter Suguru’s room you go and flop face first on his bed. After you hear the door slide closed the bed dips twice, once on either side of you.

“So you wanna tell us why you looked like a nervous rabbit back there?” Satoru’s voice is deceptively light despite going straight to the point. If your face wasn’t still buried in Suguru’s comforter you would have seen the look he shoots Satoru. Honestly though it was probably better that he was being direct.

You mumble something into the comforter and then feel a hand on your shoulder before you’re being encouraged to roll onto your back, which you do. “No, I don't want to tell you. But I suppose the two of you won’t let this go until I do… It’s stupid honestly.”

The young men share a glance before Suguru speaks up. “Can’t be stupid if it’s got you this stressed out. “

“It is though… I shouldn’t still be reacting that way after nearly three years away from…” You trail off your brows knitting together.

It’s not hard for Suguru and Satoru to slot the pieces into place then. You were always so reluctant to talk about your life before Yaga adopted you. In fact anytime anyone has so much as tried to ask you more than the most basic questions about it you change the subject.

“I was overreacting to the idea that I was about to be in trouble…” you continue quietly. “Even though Yaga sensei has never given me a reason to be nervous about it.”

This was true, it had been something of note that Yaga was gentle even with his reprimands of you. Despite being a bit of a muscle brain in Suguru’s opinion he was more gentle than expected. Honestly both he and Satoru had just chalked it up to him having a soft spot for you since he’d taken you in. This was beginning to paint a more complete picture of why, even though you were still being purposefully vague. That’s when Suguru hears it, a small sniffle. He hadn’t realized he’d been getting lost in his head, fists clenched tightly on his lap until he looks over at you. Your lower lip wobbling slightly before you pull it between your teeth.

“Hey hey… shhh..” Satoru’s hand rests on your cheek, thumb swiping beneath your eye catching a tear you hadn’t even realized slipped out.

“I’m sorry-” your voice comes out tight, you hated that your walls you’d crafted so carefully around these particular emotions were cracking so easily. You’d hoped you could just speak matter of factly and clinically about it. But the show of care makes something give.

Suguru’s laying down next to you in a moment, arm going around your waist. “Why are you apologizing? You didn’t do anything wrong.”

That makes several more fat tears roll down your cheeks. And honestly? You weren’t sure why. You just know the show of emotion is making guilt constrict your chest.

When you fail to answer Suguru tugs you against his chest, his eyes flicking up to Satoru after he tucks your head under his chin. Satoru runs a hand over your spine. “I’ll be right back okay? Gonna grab ya a couple things,” Satoru says in a soothing tone that would be unfamiliar to anyone but you and Suguru.

When he comes back he’s brought tissues along with bottled water and your favorite snack. It doesn’t fix everything but it helps. The show of care helps a lot. Later the two of them will quietly agree to not push on this topic and to let you tell them things at your own pace, if you ever wanted to tell them at all.

The time leading up to the exchange event passes about as peacefully as time can pass for young sorcerers. When your schedules line up you and your fellow first years train with Suguru and Satoru. Honestly you may have been a little too gleeful to see them get tossed around the training field like you’d been for months. You still got tossed around too but at least Nanami and Haibara couldn’t tease you about it. Especially since it almost seemed like your boyfriends were harder on you than them. Tough love is what it could be chalked up to. If you wanted to train with them it wasn’t going to be half assed. It wasn’t like curses and curse users would take it easy on you just because you were the subject of affection for two of the strongest sorcerers. If anything it was a reason to train you harder. Both of them were painfully aware of how you could be viewed as a weak point for them.

It all goes by too quickly. Soon enough you’re meeting the students from Kyoto. Regrettably you’d soon realize. You stand in front of Shoko who’s sitting on an old stone fence, idly picking at some of the moss growing on it. Without looking at you she asks, “So are they going to show up to greet the Kyoto students?”

“Hmm? Satoru and Suguru? I doubt it. It was Kyoto’s principle that got them disqualified from the event and made it so Nanami, Haibara and I would have to sub in. Satoru was still pretty bitter about it all this morning.” You glance briefly at your fellow first years who are a small ways away from the two of you speaking with some third years you weren’t familiar with.

“And Geto?” Shoko’s words draw your focus back to her.

“I’m not sure he cares anymore. He seemed pretty apathetic about it all,” it was actually starting to worry you how many things he was starting to act apathetic about honestly. Well now that you thought about it he wasn’t entirely apathetic about the competition. “Well.. beyond asking me to be careful.”

Shoko gives you a small smile. “Who knows, maybe that means he’ll show up just for you, maybe they both will.”

Neither of you notice the figure approaching you.

You laugh a little, shyness and affection warming your chest at the idea. “Nah.. I mean they saw me this morning before I left. Satoru even got up early despite being grumpy about the event so he could have breakfast with me and see me off. Pretty sure he went back to bed after.”

“Huh, so you must be the one since you’re using his first name all familiar like even though he’s older than you.” An unfamiliar voice cuts into your conversation, sounding unimpressed.

You blink and turn, coming face to face with a blonde teenage boy you can only assume is one of the students from kyoto given his uniform. When did he come up behind you? Before you can say anything though he continues.

“I guess your face is pretty enough that I can understand keeping you around.”

Shoko mumbles something distinctly impolite under her breath while you bristle at the stranger’s words. You tip your chin up and meet his eyes with a glare. “Excuse me, just who are you to speak to me that way? I don’t even know you.”

He sneers at you. The defiant look in your eye instantly pisses him off. “You’re right you don’t know or you wouldn’t speak to me like that. You’re what, just a little whore and an outsider sleeping with the future head of the Gojo clan and his best friend right? Hoping to advance your station in a place you don’t belong?” He takes a step toward you, invading your space.

Your cheeks flush with angry heat, his words like a slap to the face. No one had ever called you something quite like that before. But more than that, the insinuation that you were using Satoru made your blood boil. Everything else falls away. You don’t even register Shoko’s hand on your shoulder or the rising voices before the loud crack of the back of your hand colliding with this jackass’s cheek creates a stunned hush among all present.

He stands there in disbelief before his eyes narrow at you, with a snarl he grabs the front of your uniform, free hand drawing back-

—

Satoru flops back onto the bed, stretching out all his limbs and entirely taking up the space earning him an unimpressed look from Suguru. “Are you really going to go back to bed?” followed by a mumbled ‘and get out of my bed if you're going to keep your day clothes on.’

“I mean we actually have the day off, everyone else is busy with the exchange event, what else is there to do but catch up on some well deserved rest?” He stretches his arms above his head in an exaggerated manner before folding them under his head. He pointedly ignores Suguru’s complaint about his state of dress.

“I feel we should be there at least for the initial meeting, Satoru.”

“Why? We’re not participating,” a bit of annoyance creeps into his tone. “And we already wished ___ luck before they left to meet up with the others.”

“That’s the thing… Who are the participants this year? On our end it’s our first years, Shoko and some third years that ___ hasn’t actually had a chance to meet. Utahime just entered her fourth year so she’s not competing. Then for Kyoto it’s…”

“A bunch of weaklings,” Satoru says flippantly before continuing. “Mei-san has also aged out of competing.” then a thought seems to occur to Satoru. Last year kyoto had a certain first year who made a fuss about not being allowed to compete while he and Suguru were. The smarmy smirk of a boy he’d seen more times than he’d of liked when he’d been pulled along on clan business by his father flashes through his mind. “Naoya is going to be there this year.” He sits up and looks at Suguru. Apparently he’d been waiting to see if Satoru would come to the realization on his own.

“Are we sure they’ll be okay running into him? Pretty sure other than you this will be their first time running into another student who’s a member of the three clans. And he’s from Zenin on top of it. He’d probably mostly behave if we were there as a buffer but I can only imagine the sorts of things he may say without us there. Especially if he catches them one on one. He’d probably bring up all the worst of the rumors too.”

Satoru swings his legs over the side of the bed. “Tch. Can’t believe I forgot he’d be showing up this year.. Not to say I don’t trust ___ abilities but i’d rather not just leave them to deal with Naoya without warning..” It should have been an entire talk, not just about Naoya but about how sorcerer’s outside the school may view them based on rumors alone of the relationship the three of you share since none of you even attempted to hide it.

They leave in short order after that. Honestly they both hoped they were overreacting and that with other people around Naoya would behave. Then they could warn you of what to potentially expect from him during the actual competition so you wouldn’t be caught off guard. When the two of them see Yaga and Gakuganji along with several students from kyoto they have some hope until they notice Naoya isn’t among them. It’s not like you’re alone though and they know you’d hate if they made a scene of rushing to you if you weren’t in any trouble, so they casually approach the group. They brush off the suspicious glances from the two principles. Brushing off any questioning with comments of ‘what? Just because we can’t compete does that means we’re not allowed to show up and greet the other students? They can’t fight but they can show some goodwill for the goodwill exchange event right?’

It’s while they’re ascending the stairs that they hear some of Naoya’s words, venom dripping from his every word. And if the look on Yaga’s face is any indication he hears as well.

“You’re right you don’t know or you wouldn’t speak to me like that. You’re what, just a little whore and an outsider sleeping with the future head of the Gojo clan and his best friend right? Hoping to advance your station in a place you don’t belong?” The words silence all surrounding conversation once they leave Naoya’s mouth, finally getting the attention of the other surrounding students.

Satoru’s blood boils, both at the words in general but the fact that he’d try to put in your head that you were using him in anyway. Yaga begins to say something but before the words seem to reach anyone they all watch wide eyed as the back of your hand connects with Naoya’s cheek. It wasn’t something anyone expected, least of all Naoya considering he hadn’t reacted at all until his head snapped to the side from the action.

Both Satoru and Suguru see it though, the moment murder flashes in his eyes. Once he touches you though, one hand fisting into the front of your uniform while the other rears back Satoru is there in an instant his own hand wrapping around Naoya’s wrist, stopping him before he can do anything. “I knew you were an ass but I didn’t think you were stupid too, Naoya.” Satoru’s grip on his wrist is so tight that the bones creak. Suguru is there nearly as quickly smacking Naoya’s hand away from your uniform and pulling you to his chest.

“Tch” Naoya goes to yank his hand away but Satoru refuses to let go.

“Enough!” All eyes turn toward Gakuganji, as he stands at the head of the stairs. Yaga’s jaw is set tight as he stands beside the old man. It’s only after meeting Yaga’s gaze that Satoru roughly releases Naoya’s wrist, which is already an angry color that will surely turn into a dark bruise. It's a tense meeting of the schools from that point. Satoru and Suguru crowded close to you and Shoko glaring daggers at Naoya. They’re not the only ones either. If looks could kill Naoya be dead several times over.

Yaga looks you over and then around at the other Tokyo students. “You all go on ahead to the meeting room. I need to have a talk with Kyoto’s principal. Begin planning your strategy for the competition.” No one argues as he walks off.

The walk to the meeting room is uncomfortable. No one quite sure what they should say to you and you unsure what you would want to say back in turn at the moment. You feel embarrassed, ashamed even at how Naoya had spoken to you. The things he’d said run on repeat in your head and you stare at the ground as you walk. Suddenly Shoko is squeezing between you and Satoru and throwing an arm around your shoulders. “I want to talk to you for a minute.” She pulls you away from the rest of the group and when Satoru and Suguru try to follow she gives them a look. “I want to talk to ___-chan.”

You give them the best reassuring smile you can. “It’s fine.” Your voice is thinner than you’d hoped it would be but after sharing a look they seem to decide that letting you go with Shoko is fine.

“We won’t be far if you need us, alright?” Suguru offers gently.

You smile a little more genuinely. “Okay.” And with that Shoko leads you toward a different room.

Flicking on a light and closing the door behind the two of you, Shoko then leads you to sit on a plush couch. Once seated you begin to speak, “I’m sor-” Shoko’s flicks your forehead and you let out a little ‘ow’ and rub at the spot instinctively.

“Don’t you even start apologizing. You didn’t do anything wrong,” she says firmly. The words ring familiar in your mind. You begin to speak again, to argue in some fashion but she covers your mouth. When you give up she huffs and continues, though her features soften. “Like I said, you didn’t do anything wrong. Naoya is just a prick. Most Zenin men are honestly… But he’s especially open about it.”

With her hand removed you look down at your lap with a pout. “Is that really how people see me?”

She suddenly squishes your face between her palms and makes you look at her. “You listen to me. The only people who think of you that way are people who don’t matter. I see how you look at those two idiots and I see how they look at you. It would be annoying how much love is there if it wasn’t so sweet. And i’m not the only one, all our friends do too. Nothing Naoya says or what anyone else thinks can change that. It can’t change that you're a good person who’s loved and works hard and cares deeply for those around you. It won’t change how Gojo and Geto feel. I’m sure you’ll hear that from them later.” She releases your face and leans back against the arm of the couch.

You’re quiet as you mull over her words. She was right of course. There’s a knock at the door making the both of you jump slightly. The door opens and Haibara sticks his face in. “Sorry if i’m interrupting, Yaga-sensei is back and we’re waiting on the two of you.” He looks between the two of you concern furrowing his brow. You didn’t know it yet but he and Nanami had been only moments from intervening if not for Satoru and Suguru suddenly arriving.

“Ah, of course, we’ll be right there.” You stand and so does Shoko. You glance at her. “Could you give us just a minute more?”

He nods. “I’ll let everyone know the two of you are on your way.” He offers you a smile though it’s not quite as full of his usual cheer.

Once the door closes you turn to Shoko. “Thank you, Shoko-senpai.. I think I needed to hear you say that.”

She smiles and surprises you by pulling you in for a hug. “Anytime. Like I said before I’m sure Gojo and Geto would have reassured you but I think it’s good you hear it from people on the outside too.” She pulls back and smiles when she sees you looking just a bit bashful at her sudden display of affection. “Now let’s get back, yeah?”

“Yeah okay.” You give her a shy smile in turn and she links your arm with her’s before leading you from the room and down the hall toward everyone else.

Oh this was great. The only thing that would have been better was if they’d been allowed to kick Naoya’s ass for how he’d spoken to you. It even numbed the sting of not being able to compete in the exchange event themselves. Satoru and Suguru lounged in their seats, watching the competition unfold on the monitors with the teachers. They weren’t the only students here though. Not far off, looking absolutely miserable and pissed was none other than Naoya. Freshly disqualified for his conduct and they got to watch him huff and scoff each time you scored points for Tokyo. He probably at least wanted to see you screw up or get injured but instead you did anything but. Effortlessly slaying the released curses while guarding Shoko.

Every once in a while Naoya swears and grumbles about his team and why the hell they aren’t targeting the two of you harder. After all, if they made a concerted effort they could overwhelm you and get at your healer, right? More than once she’d kept someone from your side in top shape. Yet his team had only tried one at a time to have a go it seemed and there you were each time, keeping Shoko safe. Pride swelled in Satoru and Suguru’s chests. They’d admittedly been worried that what had happened earlier would throw off your focus but instead you seem to have turned those emotions outward and were using them to fight instead of letting them eat at you.

They even got a bit of a treat near the end, getting to see how well you and Nanami work together in a fight. Him joining you when you reported that the main curse was near your location. Haibara volunteered to stay with Shoko while the two of you engaged it since he needed an injury healed anyway and you didn’t want to give Kyoto the time to take it out by waiting.

The duel blackflashes at the end from you and Nanami finishing off the curse and winning tokyo the competition was just the cherry on top. The action elicits high fives between Suguru and Satoru and even a cheer from Yaga which he coughs to cover up. Naoya meanwhile finally having had enough gets up and storms from the room. Gakuganji is forced to get up and follow him to try and make him return since he was only allowed to stay on campus under the condition he remain supervised. Honestly your boyfriends would be snickering at him if they weren’t so focused on what Nanami and you just pulled off.

The day ends far better than it began. Yaga taking the Tokyo students out to dinner to celebrate the win. Nanami and you, much to your mortification, get special attention in way of an improvised sing-song cheer by Satoru that Haibara joins in on in the restaurant, causing both of you to try and vanish into your seats. Haibara slings an arm around Nanami’s shoulders and Satoru does the same to you, continuing on with their little routine. Despite how you cover your face with your hands to hide from all the eyes focused on you, you’re smiling.

___

And that's where this one ends! I hope it wsn't too rough of a read. I'm just bringing together certain threads i've hopefully established before now. I hope the ending makes up for some of it. I know techinically there is a day two to the exchange event but I don't feel like writing it. Before i decided to have Naoya get kicked from the event i was playing with the idea of him and reader being put against eachother in the 1 v 1 match but I got tired of putting him in the same space as reader... He's an emotionally tolling character for me to write.

The next chapter will be snapshots of the rest of second year (including me planning to show Satoru and Suguru's birthdays) christmas, new years, ect. It'll be a bit disjointed. The chapter will probably literally be called snap shots. After it's it written though we enter the stage of stuff i actually wrote ahead of time and just need to tweak to tie it together better to the rest of the story.

Thank you all for being so patient with me while i got this chapter figured out.

Special thanks once again to @strawberrystepmom for beta reading this for me otherwise i may have scrapped the entire idea of including the exchange event because i was having such a time with this chapter.

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quibbs126 · 1 year

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would you be interested in doing a sparkling/adventurer fankid?? sounds kinda random, but i have a headcanon with my friend that they're apple cookie's dads! so it'd be fun for her to have a sibling :D

I’m sorry this took so long, but here you are, this is Apple Cake Cookie

I was originally going to name him Malt Cookie, but I don’t actually remember why? But later on I decided to go with the Apple Cookie connection, and assuming Sparkling Cookie is like, sparkling apple juice (which honestly I can believe, he looks the part), and Adventurer is a biscuit/shortbread, I think apple cake works as a combination. To be honest, I only know what apple cake is because of Duolingo, in which it appears in German

Apple cake:

So for the longest time, I didn’t know what to do with Malt/Apple Cake (his name was Malt for a long time, it wasn’t until recently around the time I came up with his concept that I changed his name to Apple Cake), hence why I didn’t make him, but on Thursday on my trip back home I finally came up with something. He’s supposed to be a nervous lad, so I wanted to incorporate that into his pose, though maybe I didn’t get it perfect? Ah well. I just gave him a normal, if slightly preppy outfit just because I thought it fit his lifestyle and personality. With his hair, I sort of wanted his bangs to look like the apple slice circle in the reference I had, hence why it goes up the way it does. I also gave him orange highlights at the ends to reference the darker crust. Also because it made him look less like Adventurer and it made his hair better stand with his dough

Now as for him, like I mentioned, he’s pretty nervous. Unlike the rest of his family, he’s not very confident or extroverted, or particularly talented in most things, and in turn it makes him very self conscious, always trying to stay out of the spotlight. Though he does really like sweets, as seen in the sketch. And speaking of sweets, there is one area where he’s surprisingly confident and skilled in. So you know those schoolyard shops where kids take stuff they buy from shops like chips and soda and then sell it at the schoolyard (I don’t actually, I’ve never really seen one of those, but my friend says that back in her old elementary school, this was a thing, and I think something she once partook in)? He’s basically got one of those, where he sells soda and candy, among other sweets. Though it might be bigger than just his schoolyard, I’m thinking it’s somewhere between that and the black market the Black Ravens run in Last Specter (the Layton game). Whatever the case, what he’s running is quite successful and profitable, especially for a kid who can’t be much older than 10. But business is really the one area he’s good at, at least for now

Yeah there isn’t much to say on Apple Cake, but regardless I hope you like him!

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X - XOXO

Ah, it's the teacher AU.

@laurfilijames, @lordoftherazzles, @linasofia here is the monstrosity that has grown roots in my silly brain!

Words: 2 k (yes, I know, I am sorry)

Characters: Thorin, Fíli, Ori, Boromir, Legolas

Warnings: It's a Modern!AU, it has too many plot points, and it's entirely idiotic

“We have to do something,” Aude declared confidently, leaning over the rickety cafeteria table. “I can’t watch that poor man suffer like that.”

Boromir frowned; he was not the kind of young man who liked to meddle in other people’s love affairs, mainly because nothing could fool him into believing that he was managing his own very well so who was he to help someone else?

“I’m in,” Legolas hooted—he, on the other hand, was a kid who loved meddling and he was not above trying to give one of his favourite teachers a boost.

“Let’s say,” Aude interrupted his effervescent joy pragmatically, “we set the concert as a deadline. By the time we go on the excursion, I want melting gazes and seemingly accidental touches to be the standard. Are we agreed?”

Their little ragtag group of friends did not dare disagree with her when she got into one of her organisational moods and so, they simply nodded and started planning their devious machinations.

It had all started earlier that day.

While they had been a close-knit class for a few years, the teaching staff responsible for them had changed this semester—much to the chagrin of Boromir and Legolas.

Their new foreign languages teacher was a frightening lady, crackling with intensity, and her rather harsh methods had given them quite a jolt in the beginning.

Thus terrified by the educator who was unfortunately also responsible for the choir part of their annual concert, they had been considerably confused by the unusual reaction of their trusty, beloved English teacher when said Xanthippe had knocked on the door to inform them that choir practice would start a little late due to some unforeseen scheduling issues.

As the school was indeed much like a family and the teachers were known by their first names, the youngsters—first and foremost, eagle-eyed Aude—had had no qualms whatsoever to tease Mister Ori about his bashful blush at the sight of the newcomer.

After all, for the longest time, the rumoured dalliance between Mister Fíli—giving workshop classes—and their gym teacher Miss Rena had been the only source of gossip the voraciously inquisitive minds of the youngsters had fed on.

Consequently, it was totally unsurprising that they pounced on this new knot of tension like starved hyenas as soon as they got the first whiff of it.

“Boromir?” Aude leaned over while the flustered English teacher ran after the bits of chalk he had dropped in his nervous haste. “Your brother is in the theatre group, right? We need to have a meeting over lunch—I think Mister Ori has a crush on the dragon-lady.”

Grimacing as the extent of Aude’s plan dawned on him, Boromir thought that—by the time she and Legolas were done plotting—they’d have Miss Libby serenade their mousy, distracted, touchingly kind English teacher.

As he leaned back and gave Mister Ori a compassionate smile, he had to admit to himself that he couldn’t wait to witness the trainwreck those hellish women would bring upon as many poor, unsuspecting, soft-hearted men as they possibly could.

“They’re coming along nicely,” Rena sighed as she wiped the back of her neck with a soft towel. “I wonder if the new economics teacher will attend.”

“Hmmm?” Libby looked up from the piece of paper that had made its way mysteriously into the stack of lyrics she distributed and collected diligently at the beginning and end of every choir practice. “I think the headmaster has invited her personally, so yeah, it would be rather rude not to come and clap politely.”

“Politely?” her friend and colleague, who was responsible for the dance act, asked pointedly. “I am convinced of the talent and skill of my group. Do you have qualms about yours?”

“Not in the least,” Libby denied weakly. “Here, look at this, do you know what this is?” She held out the intruder amongst the bent and worn pages in her hand accusingly.

After taking a single look at it, Rena chuckled wryly. “Yes, I do, and so do you.”

Even though polite and supportive, Rena didn’t lose time pretending and dissimulating—especially not at this time of night, alone in the auditorium.

“It’s a page out of the play they’re putting on,” she muttered, inspecting the page more carefully now. “And there is a note in the margin saying ‘Meet me in the teacher’s lounge tomorrow at 15 o’clock. XOXO’. I wonder what that is about…”

“Well, it surely wasn’t meant for me,” Libby dismissed the whole thing frantically; already, she sorely regretted having shown this awful missive to her friend.

From day one, Rena had been a much-needed and trusted ally in Libby’s awkward navigation of a completely new school where everyone seemed to know one another from birth; thus, she merely ducked her head and didn’t contradict.

“Lib, it’s not from or for one of the students; they have no access to that room. Moreover, there is no other member of the teaching staff scheduled to be in the auditorium today. If it was meant for anyone, it was meant for you!”

Setting the piece of paper aside carefully, Rena stalked towards her friend on her long, nimble legs. “I’ve heard through the grapevine that you’ve interrupted class today.”

Scandalised, Libby denied having done anything even remotely disruptive.

“What grapevine? Did you hang out with Fí again? He’s one of the only teachers they had this afternoon.” Libby narrowed her eyes—at her previous post, nobody had ever taken such a vivid interest in the lives and proclivities of their peers, and she was not entirely sure that she liked being the subject of gossip.

“Oh no,” Rena grinned, “it’s much more interesting than that. So, the new economics teacher has complained to the headmaster—she is in that office all the time, I swear—that the class was being particularly unruly today. So, Thorin goes to check on the class while they’re walking over to Fíli’s and guess what he overheard?”

Libby waved her hand with as much nonchalant indulgence as she could feign.

“Apparently their English teacher has had a visit from—sorry for the wording—the Dragon-lady and the poor man—bless his soul—didn’t manage to get back his focus for the rest of the lesson. Isn’t that interesting?”

“I…” Libby started and then relapsed into petulant silence; those miscreants were lucky that she had not learned about this before choir practice.

“Do you deny it?” Rena was having entirely too much fun with this.

“No, I don’t. Now, dear, your petty narration does not explain how Fíli’s knowledge was imparted to you though, does it?”

“Ah,” the amazingly brazen Amazon purred, “we were having a little chat in the courtyard…about maybe joining the excursion. I surmise that you’ll be there to chaperone and hound the kids?”

Nodding tersely, Libby waited to see where her friend was going with this.

“Maybe, whoever wrote you this note also only wants to talk about the excursion?”

“As what you call ‘talk about the excursion’ seems to be code for another word containing the letters ‘e’ and ‘x’ in that order, I highly doubt that,” Libby hissed.

“I wish…” Rena grinned; she had much more knowledge than she led on, but—as a trained and experienced athlete—she knew that sometimes, one had to pace oneself if one wanted to make it across the finish line. “So, was it strictly necessary for you to go and startle poor Ori?”

Swallowing fitfully, Libby tried to mobilise the brusque façade behind which she habitually hid her own insecurities. “I had no way of knowing that he’d be that upset by a minor interruption; it’s not as if I knew him well—he seems to avoid me as much as possible.”

Hopping onto one of the props and crossing her legs slowly, Rena leaned towards her friend. “He’s a local boy, Ori, I mean. Fíli talks about him a lot.”

“Ah,” Libby interjected with a knowing smile. “Why are you telling me this? It’s highly unlikely that the one colleague who seems to profoundly and viscerally dislike me would invite me to a meeting, isn’t it?”

“I don’t think he dislikes you,” Rena jeered, “but—in the name of friendship—I’ll investigate a little deeper. By the way, do you mind him terribly?”

“Rena,” Libby sighed, “I would not have chosen his class to burst into if I did not enjoy his blundering, stammering sweetness at least a tiny bit.”

Nodding her head sagaciously, Rena gave her a provocative smirk. “I’ll see what Fíli can tell me about it…”

“Hey Thorin,” Fíli grinned as he passed the new economics teacher, a truly handsome lady, on the threshold of their headmaster’s office.

“We’ve come to sign up for the excursion,” he announced with a flourish, dragging Ori in by the sleeve of his sempiternal woollen cardigan like a reticent child.

“You’re too old and I am quite pleased with the results Miss Libby is achieving,” Thorin replied sternly. “I’d rather not overtax the woman in her first year at our school with having to oversee that many hormone-fuelled savages.”

Fíli laughed. “Fair,” he admitted, “but I’ve come to offer my services as a chaperone, yes, that is quite right. Me. I’ve even convinced our resident homebody to pack his seven cardigans in various shades of beige and join us. Wouldn’t the presence of the best English teacher be a monumental advantage?”

Thorin paused and pondered that assertion for a long, silent moment before nodding slowly.

“It’s funny,” he then said in a low, languid voice, “you’re not the first to volunteer for the least sought-after extracurricular activity of this year. Though the other two were ladies of course. Seems like we’re well-matched then—the poor students won’t know what hit them.”

“How so?” Fíli asked immediately, his face gleaming with interest and curiosity.

“The new economics teacher and Miss Rena have volunteered as well.”

“The gym teacher?” Ori squeaked, visibly cowed by that idea.

“Well yes, Miss Libby was the first to sign up and Rena thought that she had to keep an eye on the new girl for fear that she’d get cannibalised by our students.”

With a throaty chuckle, he turned his attention back to the papers on his desk, signalling that this interview was at an end and that he had other matters to attend to.

“Aren’t you off now? Care to go over to the bakery and have a coffee?” Fíli asked his colleague who was dragging his feet as they made their way back down the administrative wing of the school building. “I would very much like to know why the mere mention of the Foreign Languages teacher makes you break out in nervous hives; I’ve known you all your life, my boy, and I know when something is up!”

“Erm…” Ori stammered. “I found a note among my papers of yesterday that told me to come to the teacher’s lounge at 3.” “A note? Do you know from whom?”

Ori shook his head miserably; there had been no person who could have slipped a note pertaining to that kind of meeting other than Miss Libby. She had been in his classroom the previous day—she had stood so close to the desk that he had been able to smell her dizzying perfume and unfortunately, he had truly not paid any attention to what she had been doing other than crowding him.

Secretly, he so desperately hoped that it was indeed her who wanted to see him—even if it was about the class, or toilet paper, or the weather—but he didn’t dare believe it, especially as the note was signed “XOXO” which didn’t seem to be her style at all.

“Well, how about you see what it’s all about and I’ll wait in the bakery?”

Ori looked past his friend through the high window front to see the gym teacher sprint across the street to said locale and he understood.

“Yeah sure,” he acquiesced kindly, “see you later.”

Muttering to himself to be brave and firm, Ori entered the teacher’s lounge…and promptly collided with his most dreaded colleague.

@fellowshipofthefics I am so sorry for this whopper.

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tbh this new event made me like xiao a lot more. i just remembered him as this super angsty "nobody understands me" type, but eh, he can be reasonable too, and his past explains why he would sacrifice himself without second thought whenever a problem arises lol

but oh my GOD lemme talk about itto for a minute. holy fuck, im so happy they included him in the new event. shinobu and him were kind of oddly placed, but man am i happy they were. itto is such a skrunkle but somehow his characterization leaned a bit on the annoying side? i mean, maybe he just seemed stupider than usual when hes surrounded by people wiser than himself, but idk. it was also a bit annoying having him be the laughing stock of the team for the whole time but i guess that's his purpose as a character overall lmao

though i do have to admit!! ive never laughed so hard at the jokes in a quest before lmao. (beware - small spoiler) the part where itto tries to open the door by knocking it down when the button was right next to him was comedy gold already, but when the whole team started CLAPPING? 😭 i was HOWLING man lemme tell ya

so yeah that quest was definitely the best one ive played. not only because it included itto - ah, well, he did play a big part in it lol, but overall the quest was really really interesting. especially the ending, hoo boy, i understand now why that final cutscene got people weeping. it was so cool. i wish we wouldve seen more of the other yakshas, but oh well. im satisfied that we got like actual designs for them and not just those silhouettes from the zhongli cutscene

talking about him, im also so happy that he was included 😭 ill never get enough of him

so ya thats my thoughts on that

6 notes - Posted June 7, 2022

hi my friend is doing a survey about video games for a paper they have to write for school :D it would be awesome if you could answer it. it only takes like a minute

the survey is in the reblogs!

8 notes - Posted June 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

i think hayloft 2 isnt that good if you compare it to the og version. i think their record company was like "hey wouldnt it be crazy if you guys made a sequel to this massively successful song" and they were like "ok"

but on its own, hayloft 2 has me listening to it on repeat rn so... mother mother just does not miss

10 notes - Posted February 3, 2022

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queen-of-obsessing · 1 year

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I posted 1,596 times in 2022

That's 714 more posts than 2021!

79 posts created (5%)

1,517 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@steve-needs-a-hug

@steveshairychest

@babyboyargyle

@aadmelioraa

@stevethehairington

I tagged 1,472 of my posts in 2022

Only 8% of my posts had no tags

#stranger things - 296 posts

#steddie - 275 posts

#the rings of power - 223 posts

#steve harrington - 202 posts

#eddie munson - 193 posts

#isildur - 79 posts

#the lord of the rings - 59 posts

#elendil - 58 posts

#maxim baldry - 44 posts

#world cup 2022 - 42 posts

Longest Tag: 110 characters

#ive had so many imagines of steve trying to drown himself in the pool or at least swim in it to clear his head

My Top Posts in 2022:

On the road rn but I was thinking about steve, nancy, robin and dustin being forced to testify at the police station because of their associations with Eddie (while eddie is still unconscious in the hospital!!) and steve is just sitting in that chair, hooked up to a lie detector, with death in his eyes staring at the police officers, because he's sad and traumatized and everyone thinks his future boyfriend is a criminal...imagine that look of pure HATE

93 notes - Posted August 12, 2022

I like to imagine that after steve and eddie have been dating for a while, Steve gets them matching wedding rings. Obviously they can't get officially married cause that was illegal in 1989, but they still exchange matching rings anyway. It's a symbol of their love and once it goes on it never comes off 😌 I also feel like eddie would constantly admire his and take any opportunity to show it off, while steve would just get used to it super fast but be super uncomfortable whenever he's not wearing it. One time he puts it down to do the dishes and then freaks out when he can't find it after, then after that he never takes it off.

106 notes - Posted August 11, 2022

bruh...

107 notes - Posted December 5, 2022

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What do you want?” Jonathan asks.

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

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

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

“You want to study? With me? Now?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

110 notes - Posted September 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

"...and the French cannot cope- THEY CANNOT COPE!" - my commentators

184 notes - Posted December 18, 2022

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wantmeifyouwantme · 1 year

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I posted 3,458 times in 2022

That's 3,458 more posts than 2021!

731 posts created (21%)

2,727 posts reblogged (79%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@devotedlyfuzzyperson

@canonsunkmyships

@clean-swift

@skyisverybored

@chronic-defeatist

I tagged 552 of my posts in 2022

#heartstopper - 56 posts

#alice oseman - 53 posts

#osemanverse - 25 posts

#narlie - 25 posts

#charlie spring - 24 posts

#nick nelson - 24 posts

#solitaire - 20 posts

#tori spring - 17 posts

#nick and charlie - 15 posts

#spotify - 13 posts

Longest Tag: 124 characters

#i have been using those pronoun try on things and seeing me being referred to as they/them gives me like a flutter-y excited

My Top Posts in 2022:

Me and my ✨ fruity friends ✨ at school camps lol (from heartstopper book 3)

158 notes - Posted June 22, 2022

Jaiden animations appreciation post

172 notes - Posted September 16, 2022

I love you Heartstopper, I love you solitaire, I love you radio silence, I love you I was born for this, I love you this winter and nick and Charlie novellas, I love you loveless, I love you colouring book, i love you Netflix adaptation, I love you fanartists, I love you fan blogs, I love you detailed analyses, I love you osemanverse and I also love the fandom.

sure, there are some absolute downright awful osemanverse fans out there (such as peeps who simp and ship the cast n shit)

but I think, for the most part, the osemanverse fandom is pretty great.

and I guess it’s home for me. I can be myself.

ah. This was meant to be one of those funny “I love you” lists but yeah it ran away from me lol

194 notes - Posted July 28, 2022

Okay……sooooooooooo I thought of an osemanverse tag game??? So like tag 3 users that are in the fandom and yeah? (Lmk if this is stupid plsss)

fave osemanverse book:

least fave osemanverse book:

fave Heartstopper volume:

fave osemanverse character:

Character you relate the most to:

Fave actor in the HS series:

@tesseract-s @canonsunkmyships @devotedlyfuzzyperson @ literally anyone

239 notes - Posted August 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

OK so i have a theory

y'know how a bunch of people have different ideas on when Nick fell for Charlie cuz its pretty obvi when Charlie starts to fall in love (the first time they meet in form) but when did Nick fall? the first meet? snow scene? pulling Ben off of Charlie? Lovesick/running scene?

well, my theory is that it's the rugby scene where Charlie giggles. why? well, when Charlie first meets Nick (and falls in love) there are the animated leaves floating around.

they then only appear in the first episode once after that, (i think lol) (excluding the title-thing-animation)

and that's when Nick and Charlie are doing RuhGbyY training (imagine it in a geordie accent) and Nick says well done.

and the look on his face is him falling in love (IMO lol)

edit: wait hang on wtf why does this have 700 notes???

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You know, as someone who used to mindlessly agree with all the hate posts on a certain blonde white woman, having friends who enjoy the music this blonde white woman puts out made me consider some things.

I'll write the disclaimer now: I am by no means the best with words, so I may not be able to fully convey the ideas I wish to express. Ask clarifying questions before starting a fight, okay?

Yeah, I think back when I was in middle or high school I sang along to the songs that I liked, but as I grew older I also grew out of being able to enjoy that music (for sensory reasons that I honestly don't quite understand myself). I then thought that whatever she wrote was just manufactured to try to sell to as many women who have ever felt love before-- I thought, ah, I won't be participating in this, this music isn't for me and it's just to take money. It's all fake, does anyone seriously write about this? (Answer: Yes, I found the answer why I thought this several years later.)

Don't get me wrong, I appreciate good lyrics when I read them, even if I can't listen to a lot of music. Most of what I enjoy looping over and over again isn't to most people's tastes or something that some are able to listen to, either.

And now, with the longest album I've ever seen and all its analysis, I realize. Hey, isn't this what people have been saying about any media, ever? Sanitizing media so it's 100% pure with nothing problematic is not only impossible, when creating something like that in mind, it's very hard to consider most instances "art" in a provocative way.

And sometimes, good art is made, but the person who made it doesn't have the same ideals that you uphold. Besides one obvious OTHER blonde white woman's foray into literature, thinking about a media that's been made with all its flaws that come from the author's own experiences is a part of the journey into developing a more complex worldview. Why did they write it like this? Why was it executed like that? Such and so forth.

And while a celebrity is on a different level from most other people, with all the publicity and manufactured façades, they, too, are humans with unique experiences. It's easy to dismiss their work because the people, they're just fronts made for consumption, right?

Yes, choices they make can be very questionable and to a much more severe degree than we as individuals can ever do ourselves, but I think that's also just another part of life.

People experience heartbreaks, experience complex emotions, hysteria, believing that the world is against them... They can be victims of pettiness and struggle with emotions that they don't understand until they rip their chests open to look deep inside. Does this sound familiar?

As a summary: people experience a wide range of emotions and some of them happen to be in the spotlight unlike most of us, and if they do anything "bad" then it's like everything they make is also bad. However, life is more complicated than just a binary of good or bad, and there are more complex forces at play. I'm not ordering anyone to do anything, and just talking about my introspection, but if some people resonate with some piece of art that you don't agree with-- leave them alone. It's a very mean and cruel world out there, and it wastes energy to be so hateful towards someone that you may never even interact with otherwise.

Thank you.

#i have maybe a small idea of why i wrote this #but I'm not sure if i can pin down the exact reason #i guess I feel sad for something that won't ever hear me? so this is shouting into the void #and maybe. maybe someone else will listen #while i don't care about the lives of celebrities very much and give even less of a shit about their love lives #i have some people I consider very near and dear to me who like her #and i think more people deserve to have friends who have become more understanding too #thanks for reading guys. no i will not be putting on any official tags #if this reaches That crowd then so be it #maybe i had more thoughts that i intended to write but if I did i forgot it all

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watched WayV on Sweet Tasks

Sicheng is the guy who eats the fastest in the group XD A few years ago he said he would try to eat more slowly but it looks like old habits die hard lol.

Kun said he appears cold but is warm on the inside ^^;; I guess there is some truth to it

Ten is the most Perfect 10 B)

Hendery can open his eyes without blinking for the longest. Allegedly.

Yangyang is the brightest

Xiaojun is the most WayV in the group lol

Winwin seems to subscribe a little to the idea of fate. I think that's why he comes off as a little easygoing sometimes.

Kun has been performing since kindergarten >3 And wants to become the kind of guy who'll be recognized by everyone >3 Ambitious!!!1

The host asked Kun if he was 校草 which is a nickname for the most popular boy in school and Kun was like ehhh not quite!

Ten said his youth was full of love :3

The host complimented Ten's Mandarin lol

Lol Hendery thinking that he's a big tough man

Yangyang's youth was without regrets

Dejun said he became a person who wanted to grow

Winwin wants to return to elementary school to improve his English lol

Kun wanted to return to first year of junior high because he had a good group of friends (he joked that it was his most 風雲 and I'm not really sure what they mean by that but I guess it's like, his wildest time)

Ten said he's content staying in the present :P

Hendery wants to return to every time he had vacation lmao

Yangyang wants to return to the time when he studied abroad because he met a lot of friends

But the hosts clarified that he would be returning with his current memories and Yangyang was like ah well I guess I'll go and then immediately audition

Dejun wants to return to every time he left cringey memories so that he could slap the phones out of people's hands lol

The hosts asked Dejun which cringe pic he wanted to erase the most and he was so embarrassed to say it lmfao

The hosts asked them if there was any of the other members' stylings that they wanted to try. Hendery said he liked Ten's styling in the boxing scenes of On My Youth a lot and the guys were like ?? he wasn't wearing anything? and Hendery was like naw man I just wanna be really cool.

Ten said that he learned boxing when he was little

Kun wanted to try this kind of blond side swept hair that Winwin had

Kun said that they filmed a lot at night for this round of MVs and that was something he wasn't used

Apparently Kun slept the least because his face swells up when he sleeps? Rip that's rough.

The hosts asked the members to pick their favourite songs and Ten was like "well there's only one that I like" and everyone was like WHAT??????? But yeah he meant to say that he only had one favourite which was No One But You. He said that No One But You gave him a calm and encouraging feel.

Kun liked Be Alright because he wrote lyrics for it >3

Winwin also liked No One But You

Xiaojun liked Lighthouse :3

Yangyang liked Rodeo and On My Youth. It was love at first listen for Rodeo for him.

Dejun had told Yangyang that he wanted to participate in a song like Rodeo and Yangyang was like "sorry lol"

Hendery chose On My Youth English version and liked that the lyrics had different vibes. The Chinese version was more poetic and the English version was more direct in its expression

The hosts asked them if they had good teamwork/understanding of each other and they all shook their heads lmfao. Honest guys!!!

Yangyang explained that every time they played teamwork games, they would fail badly. The host was like "we're not going to play a game" and Yangyang was like "well then, our teamwork is good" lol

Sicheng said that over time their teamwork kept getting attacked and now they just don't believe that they can read each other's minds lol

They are going to play a mind reading game!

First question is who in the team has the most duality

YEP absolutely no concept of reading each other's minds

LMAO Sicheng said that Yangyang is cute on the down low and he does that kid-speak thing where you repeat words X'D But in front of the camera he raps coolly

Yangyang said that in private Ten is chatty, but he is often perceived as kind of a cold beauty lol. But Kun was like naw that's not right, and he explained the differences for Ten was between him when he speaks vs when he performs. Kun said that when Ten speaks, he's like...random XD But of course he is very charming in his performance.

The hosts asked Yangyang to explain Kun's duality, and Yangyang said that he was a guy who surprisingly needed more love than you would expect.

Sicheng asked Kun if he was lacking in love and Kun was like oh don't you dare XD

Ten said that Kun had the heart of a maknae!!! >D

LOL Yangyang said that Kun is a guy who needs a lot of care unlike a typical leader, sigh.

Winwin said when any of them have problems, they go to Kun, but Kun doesn't have anyone to go to with their problems. And Yangyang was like "hasn't he ever discussed his problems with you?!" Hendery was like "he can go on baidu to ask about his problems." Let Kun live 2k24 lol

Ten said that Kun had the heart of a maknae!!! >D

LOL Yangyang said that Kun is a guy who needs a lot of care unlike a typical leader, sigh.

LMAO Yangyang and Hendery joking about Kun searching questions on baidu baike like "Why am I sad" and "What should I do." LET KUN LIVE 2K24!!!!

Next question is who likes gatherings.

They actually all agreed on Yangyang

LMFAO the hosts asked why it was Yangyang and Dejun was like "only when Yangyang calls for a gathering do people respond." Yangyang explained that sometimes he'd call to have dinner and add all the people to the group and they'd just go along with it.

Kun exposed for not always responding to the group messages ^^;;

Next question is who is the best at household chores

Ten got five votes and Kun got one

Everybody attacked Winwin's vote for Kun because apparently Kun's room is very messy and Winwin was like "but the living room is neat"

Ten gets bothered by messy rooms

Next question is most extroverted, and Dejun got all the votes

One of the hosts called him Junjun :3

Anyway the guys said that he's the kind of guy who doesn't get embarrassed in public and so he's cool with putting himself out there.

Hendery explained that Dejun's principle is that as long as he isn't embarrassed, it's only the other people who get embarrassed (eg when doing something cringey)

Dejun explained that he was shy with kids though but not anyone else

Dejun said he wasn't worried about 大人 as opposed to kids and Yangyang kind of chuckled but I think he was possibly thinking of 大人 in Cantonese which describes adults.

Dejun said he's pretty familiar with most of the members' parents lel.

Sicheng got all the votes for most introverted! We knew it ;3

Dejun: Look, he looked like wanted to cry just now when he had to talk Sicheng: *Laughs to avoid having to say anything*

Kun said that his voice has become quieter and quieter XD And then Yangyang demonstrated what his quiet voice was like lmao. They're not letting him live.

But Yangyang explained that in private, his voice was 8 times louder lol. And that he screams when he's playing video games XD

Sicheng's only defense: I'm shy in front of strangers but I'm familiar with the guys

Fans have said that Kun is a perfect son-in-law ^^;; Kun said that he's seen stuff like that online and wasn't sure why parents liked him. The guys were like "because you seem safe" and Kun was like "...is that a good thing??" Sicheng was like "It means you're responsible!!!"

Yangyang said that Xiaokunwin are all the kinds of guys that parents like lol

The hosts asked Kun to comment on this reputation and Kun was like "well it's nice that parents like us, they won't worry that their kids will learn bad things from us" and Sicheng was like "you sounded a lot like Jay Chou just now." I'm guessing it's a reference to 聽媽媽的話 which was a song by Jay Chou about listening to your mom. And Kun was like "yeah the power of my idol!"

Ten was asked about his Mandarin language education. Apparently Hendery had posted a photo of Ten's Chinese homework which was impressive.

Apparently when they arrived for their showcase, Ten spoke very naturally with the taxi driver and added erhua for a bit of local flavour lel. But his natural act fell apart on the second sentence and then it became obvious he had a foreign accent ^^;;

Ten easily forgets the dialects he learns

The hosts taught Ten how to say 公主請聽歌" Lel

Apparently the Shadow will be on air soon? (The other drama that Sicheng had filmed)

Oh so Sweet Games was actually his second filming

The guys amused at Sicheng talking about his drama roles and his thoughts on acting and drama

Ten tacking on a question, asking Sicheng about his feelings in his first drama vs his feelings on On My Youth

Sicheng started talking about his growth and the members were like "HE WAS ASKING ABOUT FEELINGS!!!!" Very strict interviewers lol.

Sicheng said that filming a drama alone was more tiring vs. doing group activities. And Ten was like "that's a BAD answer" XD He wants to torture Sicheng so bad.

The hosts was like "I'll do the asking for you. Will your new role have emotional scenes" and Sicheng was like "yeah, there will be" and everyone was like WAAAA!!!

The host asked why the members were so excited about his emotional scenes, and Sicheng said that it was because he was shy (so they want to see more of it)

Apparently Sicheng had said he'd wanted to film something with his members and the hosts asked him what kind of program he wanted to film. He said he wanted them to film a survival show on a deserted island to see who'd last until the end X'D I don't know how his brain works.

Yangyang said that his role in the group was that when he needed to be a younger brother, he filled that role, and when he needed to be more mature, he could do that too.

The members were like "...when was he ever didi?" But it turns out that was just when he was bothering people or acting cute lol.

And the members said he was mature when he paid the bill XD (like when out eating)

Yangyang said that while all the others felt like geges, Xiaojun sometimes felt like a didi and the hosts asked him to explain. Kun was like "he's immature/childish"

Yangyang said that Xiaohenyang felt the same age :3 Because they trained together for a long time

Apparently Dejun is working on the Lonely Master Chef Xiao season 2

I fucking knew it XD Dejun was saying that he'd respected a comedian from when he young...Stephen Chow 周星馳. A legend of Cantonese comedy.

The hosts asked Dejun if he'd cook for the members and Dejun said that he made soup for them. Hendery was like "yeah, once in a while we'll be graced by its presence."

OMG apparently Kun hasn't cooked in a while because it's been too much work. Retired chef Kun.

Winwin told Hendery that sometimes he's funny without doing anything and just standing there

Yangyang said that the funnies we see from Hendery is only 10% of his true power lmao

You know when you know someone well enough that everything they do makes you laugh? I feel like that's Hendery and the WayVs lol.

Dejun laughed so hard he fell off his chair ToT

Xiaohenyang try not to laugh challenge

#screencaps & commentaries #nct #wayv

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hi roh!

hope this week has been kind to you 😌 (despite all your finals) as a working adult (?) fumbling through the world, sometimes (most times) I really miss my school days hah

asdfghj I confess to not watching op *sweats* I briefly considered bingeing it to make your gift but when I googled the episode count, this was me: *insert homer simpson backing into bush meme*

I'm enjoying both of them! sxf was kinda slow the first few episodes, but I really enjoyed the tennis tournament ones. blue lock is absolutely amazing so far! I went into it knowing only that it was about football/ soccer so the first episode had me going ?????? omg is it that dramatic? 🤣 the additional time really had me laughing though, especially the recent one with kunigami crying 💀 tbh I don't remember much of link click but I remember it keeping me on the edge of my seat, and whenever the first few notes of the ending song started playing I would go "ah yes here comes the cliffhanger ending"

your answers were so fun to read, especially the characters you relate to! if anyone ever asked me that question I would probably struggle to answer, but you have so many and that's so cool! you and moh sound like a chaos duo asdfgh but it's such a nice dynamic! my brother and I aren't that distant but we don't share similar interests and don't spend much time together, so we don't have a lot of things in common to talk about. increasingly the only time we interact is when we go on family trips which are becoming shorter and rare as the years go by 😔 you and moh sound close and I'm really envious about that!

and here's this week's questions: do you have any plans for the end of the year? do you have anything new you're looking forward to or want to try next year? could be an activity, a hobby, a place to go to, ...

- your animanga secret santa 🦖

finally finished all my exams so i’m just exhausted and finally got back home on monday night so i’m just catching up with my family and friends and on tv shows/movies that i missed while school was going on.

flkadfja i’m honoured that you even considered bingeing op for me 🤣 that’s hilarious and amazing !!! yeah, op is definitely the longest animanga series out there but i will say that it’s definitely worth the read/watch! and if you ever do, lmk and we can scream about it together bc i definitely feel like you’d enjoy it :D

yes, sxf was pretty slow in the beginning but i’m glad it’s picking up now ! the tennis tournament was absolutely wild and my sister and i had to keep pausing and rewatching certain scenes bc we couldn’t stop laughing (like when loid started dodging the bullets by swinging all over the place fjaldkfa). my favourite thing about blue lock is that, while all other sports animanga are like ‘there’s no i in team’ and everything, blue lock’s like fuck friendships, i’m winning this shit flkfjad the additional time bits are such a cute little add on, i love them all!! since i got super busy with school, i wasn’t able to get back into link clink but now that i’m home, i’m hoping i finally can (especially since i stopped on a two parter)!

faldfj i wanna know who you find yourself relating to now that you posed that challenge 🧐 that question was super fun, and initially i definitely struggled and had to go through my anime list bc i suddenly forgot every single character that i’ve ever seen fjaldkfja (also why i asked moh what she thinks which was a mistake, clearly)

yeah, moh and i are very chaotic. i think everyone who knows us can attest to that, our parents like to say that when we fight, we’re like cats so that’s fun 🤣 aww i honestly can’t imagine not being close to my twin sister or my brother. is there anything that you and your brother do enjoy doing together?? do you guys live close to one another? maybe starting with something small can bring you closer than you are?

answer for this week’s question: my plans for the end of the year consist of me being home with my family and friends for a bunch of parties since i haven’t seen them all for 4 months and eating all the homemade food my mom and dad can make bc i missed it so much 💙 i really want to explore the city i’m living in next year so hopefully school will calm down a bit and let me do that bc i’m only there for one year and i don’t want to just be sitting doing nothing but studying 😭

thanks for the ask!! love hearing from you, bud! 💙

#rohreplies #🦖#animangasecretsanta #animangasecretsanta22 #good news: i finished my gift for my giftee so now i can finally open discord up properly and look through all my messages #!!!!

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I posted 435 times in 2022

That's 342 more posts than 2021!

103 posts created (24%)

332 posts reblogged (76%)

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I tagged 419 of my posts in 2022

Only 4% of my posts had no tags

#punch out - 349 posts

#punch out oc - 310 posts

#welcome to punch out - 71 posts

#punch out au - 27 posts

#crossover - 18 posts

#kate morgan jones - 18 posts

#roleplay - 14 posts

#darkwing duck - 14 posts

#my ocs - 13 posts

#nice one - 12 posts

Longest Tag: 106 characters

#mika has never been to jail but she does have a relative who was twice remove who also went to jail before

My Top Posts in 2022:

The Cutie and the Beast

My 4th Punch Out fanfic, follows Mika as she meets a creature being hated but she has a way to make any beast be loved again

3rd Person’s POV

It was another day at the WVBA, Star Mika, female Filipino Minor Circuit boxer, was fixing her hair when she hears a strange noise from somewhere. She looks arounds until she saw a huge cage.

Mika: (In her mind) Huh, what’s a cage like this doing here?

As she goes near it, the cage starts shaking violently. Mika steps backwards until a huge figure appeared from the bars of the cage, it was Sea Beast, the mysterious Major Circuit boxer.

Sea Beast: (growls)

Mika: (gulp) Um hello? You’re S-Sea Beast right?

Sea Beast then starts to growl at her but then Mika takes out a chocolate bar that Doc gave her for some support whenever she needs a little motivation, she gives it inside the cage. As Sea Beast notice the chocolate bar, unwraps it and starts eating, it’s eyes sparkle as it eats happily. Mika sits on the floor, crossing legs.

Mika: Do you like the chocolate?

Sea Beast: (nods) Sea Beast loves it!

Mika: (smiles) I’m so glad to hear that, ako si Star Mika. (I’m Star Mika)

Sea Beast: Ah you’re star girl! Bread man has talk about you a lot.

Mika: Bread man? (realized) Oh you mean Joe? (blushes) H-He’s been talking about me a lot?

Sea Beast: Yes, bread man really likes you a lot, right?

Mika: Yeah, that’s true.. (smiles sheepishly)

Sea Beast then starts sniffing from the metal gag around his snout.

Sea Beast: You smell like candy, I like it! Not very strong like rose man.

Mika: Aw salamat po! (Thank you) Your very kind and I guess your right about Don having a strong smell.

Sea Beast: Sea Beast is very sensitive to smells.

Mika: Ah I see.

After a bit more in the conversation, Mika checks her watch and her eyes wide.

Mika: Oh shoot, I’ve got to go, I have to meet ate (sister) Adarna at the bakery.

Sea Beast: Bird lady?

Mika: Yeah, we’re going to this cool bakery with the best creampuffs.

Sea Beast: Can Sea Beast have one?

Mika: Of course! I’ll come back to get you the best creampuffs you’ll ever imagined!

Sea Beast nods and Mika waves goodbye to it with a smile on her face. It smiles back in a toothy grin.

The End.

Sea Beast belongs to @oreoflesh

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7 notes - Posted August 4, 2022

Punch Out AU: Archie Comics AU

I love the Archie Comics and here's an AU based on it. What if Punch Out characters were living together in the little town known as Riverdale?

Little Mac: After moving to Riverdale with his adoptive family, Macintosh Sanders or Mac for short, made new friends with Archie and the Gang, he's also friends with others who also move to Riverdale as well, including Mika, Birdie and so many others. Mac is both smart and athletic, even though people would often made fun of his short structure but he has a good heart and a great heart.

Star Mika: Mac's childhood friend from middle school who just moved to Riverdale after her dad got a new job as police commissioner. Mikaela Florence Tiongson is very sweet, kind and always lend a helping hand, a straight A student and student council president. She's a multipotentialite, meaning that she on many different interests and hobbies and she's also an otaku by heart who has a love for cosplaying. Mika also has a crush on Joe, the French teacher but she somehow got into a love triangle with Aran and Don, making her somewhat the alternate opposite to Archie. And if anyone can rival Betty's baking, then Mika is that person.

Doc Louis: Louis James Sanders, better known as heavy weight boxer Doc Louis, is Mac's adoptive father and is good friends with Coach Clayton. He owns a small gym in Riverdale and has a love for chocolate.

Glass Joe: Joseph Le Verre or Joe for short, is a French teacher in Riverdale High who teaches, well French of course. He's often called 'Glass Joe' due to getting his jaw broken every time he tries to do sports, Joe also knows that Mika has a crush on him so he started developing feelings towards her even though their ages are different.

Von Kaiser: Viktor Von Kaiser is a strict boxing instructor who works in Doc's gym and he teaches boxing to young children. Even though he's strict, he's a bit of a scaredy cat and often say 'Mami (Mommy)' whenever he's scared or often gets startled.

Disco Kid: Dean Martin Sanders is Mac's adoptive brother who is a year older than him although he goes to the same school as he's brother. Dean is a lover for disco dancing and has a bit of an 80's aesthetic which he often has given the nickname of 'Disco Kid' due to his talent for dancing. He's also Chuck's wingman when it comes to finding ideas for Chuck's dates with Nancy.

King Hippo: Maui Māhoe is a mute Hawaiian who comes from the mysterious place known as Hippo Island and is the heir to the throne but he decided to have a normal life with his adoptive Hawaiian family in Riverdale. He was given the nickname 'King Hippo', due to him grunting and eating a lot, sort of Jughead's opposite counterpart. Piston Hondo: From Tokyo, Japan, Takeo Hondo is the son of the CEO of a car company and if anyone can rival Betty's knowledge of auto mechanics, then it's Hondo who's the one. He was given the nickname 'Piston Hondo', due to his skills in auto mechanics and he's also the guy who will fix any car of his friends.

Bear Hugger: A great jolly man who's similar to Santa Claus, Bryan Harris is a Canadian man who works at Riverdale's Lumber Mill. He's a nature lover, a down to earth person and has a pet bear and squirrel named Mr. Bear and Chipper, that's why people would often call him 'Bear Hugger'. He loves the maple bacon burgers at Pop Tate's and often tell stories about the days in the forest to the 'youths' as he would describe teenagers.

Great Tiger: Ranjeet Patel is Rag's cousin from India. He's got magic powers that no one can understand and often helps Raj with his films since he supports his dreams. He's given the nickname 'Great Tiger', due to his love for tigers and has magic abilities.

Don Flamenco: Raphael Santa Cruz, better known by his nickname as 'Don Flamenco', is a Spanish exchange student who comes from a long line of matadors or bull fighters. He's also a bit of a ladies man, a real charmer that can rival both Archie and Reggie for girls' heart. Even though he already has a girlfriend name Carmen, he's in a love triangle with Mika and Aran, making him the alternate counterpart to Veronica.

Aran Ryan: Aran Conor Ryan is an Irish bad boy and is Reggie's rival when it comes to pulling pranks. If Reggie is worse, then Aran is 10x way worse than him. He often brings bad luck whenever someone tries to tick him off or make fun of his friends, then you better watch out for this feral menace. He's the somewhat Betty counterpart in the love triangle between Don and Mika.

Soda Popinski: The Russian employee at Pop Tate's, Ivan Grigoriy Paccewich, better known as 'Soda Popinski', loves soda and would often try to cheer any customer down with his signature flavors of soda. Pop and Soda would often be named 'The Fizzy Duo', due to their love for finding ways to cheer up customers with just a soda in one hand and an ice cream scoop in the other. Bald Bull: Burak Deniz Agha is a security guard at Riverdale High and would often catch anyone trying to sneak off of campus. He was given the nickname of 'Bald Bull', due to his lack of hair and anger issues, he's also camera shy.

Super Macho Man: The very rich and 'very strong' Steven Marley or better known as 'Super Macho Man', the face of Curly Cola and swimming coach at Riverdale High. Steve loves posing for the picture and guess who's Steve's biggest? None other than Reggie Mantle, who sees 'Mr. Marley or Coach Marley' as his idol.

Mr. Sandman: The serious Geography teacher, Mr. Samuel Elliot Sands or the students prefer to call him 'Mr. Sandman', since he always check the time, an early bird and night owl at the same time. He's a very close family friend to the Claytons and the Sanders and whenever he feels overtired, he would often sleep in his desk when the class is doing an activity.

(Bonus: Super Punch Out)

Birdie: Billy Byrd is Mika and Mac's childhood friend from middle school and the jokester of the trio. He's been called 'Birdie', due to being speedy and fast, the star of track and field.

Gabby Jay: The school librarian Gabriel François Lavigne or Gabby Jay for short, he's Joe's somewhat grandfather figure since he would often gives him advice and works part time as a waiter in Pop Tate's. He's also currently dating Doc, despite Mac's and Birdie's dismay but Mika thought it was romantic.

Bob Charlie: The class comedian Baron Ajani Whyte or Bob Charlie for short, if anyone who can rival Disco Kid's moves then it's got to be Bob Charlie. Bob is a very mellow and calm guy, your typical 'hippie' but he can get ticked off whenever someone plays really loud music.

Dragon Chan: Haitao Chen, better known by his friends as 'Dragon Chan', is the club president of the Martial Arts/Kung Fu Club and Hondo's best friend. Dragon is always quick to think however he would often gets reminded by his friends or his 祖父 (grandfather), Hoy Quarlow.

Piston Hurricane: Alejandro Bembe González, better known as 'Piston Hurricane', is Birdie's rival in track and field and bookworm who would often hang out with Moose and Dilton.

Masked Muscle: Riverdale High's very own luchador, Santiago Ángel Hernández or by his stage name 'Masked Muscle'. Santiago is a bit of a prankster, always trying to one up with Aran and Reggie but he often flirts with girls, much to the dismay of Don, Archie and Reggie.

Heike Kagero: Riverdale High's fashion king and kabuki dancer, Heike Kagero. He loves hanging out with some of the girls in school and because he became so popular due to his long hair, often getting mistaken for a girl himself.

Mad Clown: Leonardo Esposito, better known as 'Mad Clown', runs the Riverdale Children's Hospital as both a doctor and an entertainer. He used to be an opera singer until he retired from the stage.

Narcis Prince: Nathaniel Howard Prince, is your typical narcistic pretty boy who would often rival with Veronica and Cheryl due to their families' wealth. He was given the nickname of 'Narcis Prince', due to his narcistic personality and mannerism. The only friends who support him are Mika, Aran (sometimes), Birdie and Heike.

Hoy Quarlow: Hoy Xu Quarlow is Dragon's grandfather and teaches kung fu lessons at home. Even though he may look old but he's stronger than you think.

Rick and Nick Bruiser: Richard Phillips and Nicholas Phillips, better known as the 'Bruiser Brothers', are your typical jocks/delinquents however they both have different personalities: Rick is rowdy, cheerful and lazy while Nick is smart, serious and quiet. Both would often support each other and often people would mistaken them for identical twins.

(Please feel free to add your own OCs! Enjoy this wacky AU of mine!)

8 notes - Posted December 4, 2022

Crossover Stories: Glass Joe (Punch Out!) x Squigly (Skullgirls)

Here’s another short (or long) story for this series. Please Enjoy!

(Note: Image does not belong to me, belongs to TinyToxicWaste101)

Today’s Story:

Theme: Crackship/AU (Monster)

Victorian! Glass Joe (Punch Out!) x Queen of Monsters! Squigly (Skullgirls)

Story 4: Monster Love

3rd Person’s POV

1837, nighttime in Victorian England, 38 year old Joseph Verre, a French immigrant, was closing up the bakery he works at after a long day shift of work, he walks the lonely city streets of London ever since he moved from France after Napoleon Bonaparte took the French throne. He miss Paris but he enjoys life in London, except for the occasional monster attacks. That’s right, monster attacks have been going all around at night, all of these attacks have been orchestrated by one person, the “Queen of Monsters”. Joe was one who is never fond of monsters but her never encountered one before, as he walks down the streets where his apartment is nearby, he hears a growl and saw a wolf-like creature eating a corpse, it looked at Joe and charged at him. Joe stared in fear, shaking like a leaf, that’s when he saw the beast being slain by a human-like figure and have seen “her” from the papers: the ‘Queen of the Monsters’, Squigly, as she calls herself, and had slain the beast with her own hands.

Squigly: (turns to Joe) Are you ok?

Glass Joe: Y-Yes (blushes)....

He knew for a fact that this ‘Queen of Monsters’ was ruthless but the more he gets to know her, the more he started develop feelings towards her afterwards. Others may see this degusting but it was love at first sight for both of them.

9 notes - Posted April 3, 2022

Here’s My Punch Out OC, Star Mika #2

Art by @jubijumbo

10 notes - Posted April 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Crossover Stories: Von Kaiser (Punch Out!) meet the Medic (TF2)

Here’s another short (or long) story for this series. Please Enjoy!

(Note: Image does not belong to me, belongs to Katzy)

Today’s Story:

Theme: Crossover Meet

Von Kaiser (Punch Out!) meets the Medic (TF2)

Story 2: The Doctor’s In

3rd Person’s POV

Nighttime and it was a tough night, Von Kaiser, the German boxer of the WVBA Minor Circuit, had just got beaten up by an unknown boxer and is being taken to the infirmary. While in the infirmary, he is waiting for the doctor to come.

Von Kaiser: (in his mind) I vonder vhat the doctor would look like? I just heard that we got a new doctor from abroad and they have been here for a few months.

The door opens and came a man all in medical attire, dark black hair and round glasses, he also a thick German accent as well.

Medic: Hallo, Sie müssen Von Kaiser, oder? (Hello there, you must Von Kaiser right?)

Von Kaiser: J-Ja..

Medic: Ah that’s good to hear, you may call me Medic.

Von Kaiser: (in his mind) Medic, hm?

Medic then pull out a syringe with a vile of some liquid, sticking the needle into the vile and into the syringe. Von Kaiser, shocked and scared at the same time, was afraid since this ‘doctor’ was new and he’s a professional but something about him was off.

Medic: Hold still, Schweinhund, zis vill only sting for a moment.

Von Kaiser: (in his mind) Mami.. (Mommy)

A few moments later..

Von Kaiser was sent out of the infirmary, crying a little bit.

Medic: (waving) Haben Sie einen guten Tag! (Have a good day)

While in the hallway, Glass Joe and Star Mika (My Punch Out! OC) were chatting when they see Von Kaiser, crying a little bit.

Star Mika: Mr. Kaiser? Did something happen?

Glass Joe: Oui, que s'est-il passé? (Yes, what happened?)

Kaiser stayed silent until he burst into tears, hugging Mika.

Von Kaiser: (cries) Dieser Arzt war unheimlich! HILF MIR! (That doctor was scary! Help Me!)

Star Mika: Um, ano? (What)

Glass Joe: I think he’s afraid of the new doctor from abroad.

Star Mika: Oh! Mr. Medic? He’s super nice, he actually gave me a lollipop last time when I had my physical (turns to Kaiser), what makes you think Mr. Medic is scary, Kaiser?

Von Kaiser lets go of her and told about his experience.

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I posted 19,642 times in 2022

That's 6,790 more posts than 2021!

20 posts created (0%)

19,622 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@melodyofthevoid

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@daxdraggon

I tagged 478 of my posts in 2022

#0 - 3 posts

#its gay fish people hours - 88 posts

#its gem hours! - 12 posts

#its gay fish people hours!! - 9 posts

#it's gay fish people hours - 7 posts

#space - 3 posts

#hoodie - 2 posts

#when i was living in a small town between the ages of 15-17 - 2 posts

#my mom calls her dad daddy - 2 posts

#:) - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#this reminds me of a guy friend i had in middle school who stopped talking to me and being my friend simply because he got a girlfriend and

My Top Posts in 2022:

Are u still going to ship Vilip after the carnage Raida caused to your beloved ship?

Because I know I am✨

YES ABSOLUTELY

4 notes - Posted August 9, 2022

can’t believe that the creators of the owl house looked at moon from five nights at Freddie’s and went “wow that’s so gender” and made a bill cypher knock off with moon’s looks and sun’s personality (kinda)

Suuuuper late to reply but Brosphoenix is this more relevant than ever. Tbh they've got more Spinel personality vibes to me.

7 notes - Posted May 30, 2022

Heyo! You can find the Ocean Idiots ficlets on Ao3 now simply because it'll be easier to post the fics there without needing to update the same post and making it longer.

Anyways! Enjoy the fish people.

43 notes - Posted February 10, 2022

@sexymandescendants

(I'm still working on her, specifically the ghosties.)

Lilly Pepper

Daughter Of Lewis Pepper

Best known for her temper, she's almost always on the edge of going off and flaming out.

She has her own lil ghosts like her dad that her rep of Sadness, Joy, and Rage. Rage is Pseudo leader of the ghosties trio.

She genuinely tries to be nice but like death and being the child of a vengeful ghost can mess up anybody.

Lilly really loves music! Her song is definitely Money by Mystery Skulls.

Her legs and arms are transparent since she's a ghost and do flare up with her when she gets mad.

She can't speak. Lacking a bottom jaw does that to you.

Lilly isn't looking for romance right now. She's got to work on her temper first. But maybe she'll find someone with her blue heart.

45 notes - Posted October 2, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

You Remind Me Of The Babe

Ocean Idiots Adopt A Child I Guess

@shandzii

Delta wasn't certain what she was staring at. It was a squirmy human thing with a large squishy plume on it's head. The plume had what she assumed was an eye in it. It certainly looked like an eye. A big fiery one. The thing's face was hidden by strange pink and blue strands of twisting hair that circled around it's head.

She gestured to the thing "Mariza what is this?" She asked.

Mariza smiled as she held the thing in her watery tendrils "It's a mer child, a jellyfish one. I've only heard about them but look at him... her... Them!" The god mumbled, they shifted the child a bit.

"Did you even check?" Delta asked. Her girlfriend was wonderful but also very, very impulsive at times. It was cute when it wasn't child kidnapping.

Mariza nodded "Yeah, it just they uh- they didn't have anything. As far as I could tell it was stingers and oh do they sting," she remarked. The jellyfish child giggled. Little chubby and uncomfortably pale hands grasped at the air.

Delta held out her hands "Give me them, you're going to drop them like that," she said. The ocean god sighed by gladly handed them over. The trio went to a spot on the ship for a little more privacy.

The shark smiled "Okay, let's see what you're hiding under this mushroom hat," she teased. The child giggled again as she pushed their hair (?) Back. Her hand stung sharply. Delta jerked her hand away "Ah shit," she grumbled.

"Those might also be stinger bits," Mariza warned. The god closed her mouth from the glare the pirate sent her way. Delta shuffled over to a trunk and grabbed a glove. She pulled it on then went back to the child "Okay, take two."

When she managed to touch the stringers without being violently stung. Delta felt the blood drain from her face "Mariza," she said.

Mariza popped up by her side and winced. The child had big glassy eyes. They were looking at Delta but it was definitely in a way that didn't exactly see her. More like the general direction of her.

Mariza waved a tendril in their face "Hey kid, can you see that?" She asked.

The little one blinked "What?" They asked, half aware.

Delta dropped their tentacles and pulled her girlfriend away from the kid "They're blind," She whispered.

"I noticed."

"Mariza!"

The god made a vague gesture "What! You want me to toss them back into the ocean or something? They're a jellyfish, I'm more shocked they can even talk rather than them being blind," she replied.

The shark mer fell silent. Her eyes went back to the jellyfish sitting on the bed, idly kicking their legs all dapper in a makeshift outfit from an old sail cloth. An idea hit her.

She approached the child and crouched down again "Hey little one, do you think you can answer some questions for me?" She asked.

They nodded excitedly.

A smile crossed Delta's face, Mariza electing to join her "Okay, do you have a name? Something your family calls you?" She asked.

The child smiled, all goofy and all teeth "Papa called me Ab- am- aboination," they said, stumbling through the word.

That sharp cold feeling on the blood draining from Delta came back "Abomination?" She asked weakly.

The child nodded happily "Mhm, Mama called me Abe or Abbey," they replied.

Once again they went back to the corner. Delta gave Mariza a look "Where did you find them?" She asked.

After the whole mess of Ascension thing and relearning each other, Delta knew one thing. It took a lot for the New Mariza to be anxious. What she had asked made the god's eyes dart everywhere but at her.

"Mariza."

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soft-boi-eli · 3 years

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Hello Hello!

I just wanted to say I love your fics!

ALSO!

Could I request a CC!SBI X Gn! Insomniac Reader! Where the reader is an insomniac (Obviously-) but is somehow a pro at MC!

Like they are basically god at the game! They also REALLY enjoy horror games! They don’t get scared easily and LOVE horror movies! They basically love anything horror/creepy-

ANYWAYS!!

The reader lives off of ramen and Monster energy drinks (For fun-)! They have a Twitch (Which has about 18 mil followers and 14 mil subs!) and a YouTube channel (Which has 20 mil followers!)

They mainly play horror games (Obviously-) and MC!

You can do headcanons or scenarios/images with the SBI! Maybe like playing a horror game together or MC? OR! Maybe some things they do together? Or when they meet up? Or-to many ideas Nightmare-

ANYWAYS!

I don’t really care! And don’t worry about taking too long on it!

ALSO!

Maybe we could be friends? Only if you want too!

Remember to eat, drink, and get enough sleep!

Yes. I lovesthese ideas and I'm gonna choose headcannons due to they are a bit easierfor me to write.

And yes I'm perfectly fine with being your friend! I'm actually happy to make friends on this app so yeah!

Pronouns:nonbinary

Tw: cussing. Insomia, mentions of horror movies. Mention of horror games. Fluff.

SBI with a horror streamer friend head cannons.

*Ahem* tommy wanted to paly a game with you so you choose a game that didn't look like horror until the middle. He screamed at the jump scare and it made both of your chats so happy.

When phil decides to play with you there is literally a silence after a jump scare. Everyone thought he had a heart attack and honestly so did you until he spoke up about accidently hitting his mute button when he jumped.

Wilbur. He's a bit better then tommy but more scared then phil would be. Any little noise won't get him but when it starts to get noticeable the noiseless to him. The jump scare, he'd fall out of his seat and stay on the ground for a bit. You ask if he's good and he literally doesn't answer. He's dead. You killed him. Congrats.

Techno. He'd handle them a bit better then everyone else. Not as good as you but heisnt very paranoid. He literally runs at the noises trying to get jumpscared. While you run after him telling him to stop because if he doesn't then you'd lose and die. And technoblade never dies.

If you all play together both tommy and wilbur pussy out. Techno last the longest and phil the second longest. While you remain the ruler of horror games.

Now how you all met was dream invited you to the dream smp to add to the chaos. Needless to say it got extremely chaotic due to you being on almost 24 hours. You first ran into techno. He seemed confused and skeptical.

You both found eachothers love for potatoes. You set up camp quote close to techno but not too close.

Phil popped in when he needed something for a build and noticed a new name. Talked to you in chat and asked to join your VC. You both found each other talking for a bit.

Wilbur was next. Wilbur got curious over the new person and just hoppedinto the same VC as you techno and phil. He was quick to realize that you were a famous youtuber. Mainly for your horror videos and your extreme Parkcore skills.

In minecraft that is.

Tommy noticing that all of you were in the same VC joined in with shouting. He was low key jealous that everyone was obsessed with you. Then he saw why.

You literally cracked jokes at his shouting.

"Is that an angry pomeranian? Nah nah. It's an angry child. Even better an angry blonde!" - you.

He was shocked and immediately started joking and laughing with you. He wasn't fully angry for long.

Now about your diet. When they heard that you had only eaten ramen and drank angry drinks they were concerned. You lived quite close to techno so when you guys met up he was shocked that you looked as healthy as you did.

He hated the fact that you literally didn't eat anything else.

You told him occasionally you have something other then ramen but you were just too lazy to really cook anything and that you didn't feel like burning the house down.

One month phil, tommy, wilbur, and techno decided to organize a month long sleep over so that they could celebrate your birthday. Phil being quote the father figure cooked different, but easy dinners every night just so you didn't eat only ramen that day.

When they actually arrived though you got a text from Phil asking about your address in your dms. Not think much of it you just sent him your location.

You were going to take a small nap. Just to bost your energy before you went and streamed later that night.

As you were sleeping there was a car heading to your house.

Phil, wilbur, tommy, and techno were all just existing in the car. And when they arrived to your house they didn't expect to actually see a clean house.

You woke to a loud knock.

When you opened the door in your half dazed state you expected a package. But to see four people standing on your porch.

You nearly jumped out of your skin.

You were stuck there blinking at them.

Finally snapping out of it you let them in. Confused on why in the ever loving fuck they were here.

Phil explained they were here to celebrate your 21st birthday and they were here for a month.

You stared at them for a while. Confused on what to do since you haven't had people over in almost 2 years.

But you got use to it.

So when you got done streaming and smelled something other then ramen you were thrown off guard. Like what was that. I haven't smelled that in years.

But after the second day you got use to it too.

For your birthday phil literally made a feast.

Like he found your favorite food other then ramen and cooked it. With that he prepared everything you could dream of.

Your sleeping habits. Let's dig into those.

I'm in no place to talk as right now it's 3:05 in the morning. And here I am.

But when they are over they don't let you stay up till no 3-4 in the morning. They all know the importance of sleep.

But there are those nights where no once can sleep and it results in a late night stream. And streaming for hours none the less.

The amount of accidental all nighters everyone has pulled was immense. But that's what happens with jet lag, adhd, and insomnia.

Literally you get tired randomly. Sleep for only 3 hours. Wake up. Drink coffee, energy drinks, highly caffeinated tea. And don't sleep till late at night.

Pillow forts.

It's a must and it happens. Horror movies, pillow forts, and snacks. Like you all are in this massive fort, watching horror movies, one by one you all are falling asleep. You and techno were the last up due to technos active mind and your body not letting you sleep.

You two literally just vide there, changing the movies from horror to some silly animated movies, like how to train your dragon, frozen, Luca, and many others.

You two pull an all nighter and it's actually a bet to see how long anyone else takes to notice.

You bet an hour. Techno says all day.

You won. Philza notices the worse eye bags under both you and technos eyes and immediately starts scolding.

He is papa bird and he won't let anyone of his children neglect their needs.

"Did you even drink water at all? You guys should of been sleeping not binge watching horror movies all night!" -philza

You could only offer a smirk, along with a laugh.

"I think we did I just can't fully remember. Also we were watching animated films. Not horror. Surprised you didn't wake up to let it go." - you.

You turn to techno.

"You owe me 15 bucks pig boy!"-you again.

Handing you the money he rolls his eyes. "Yeha yeah. Rub it in." -techno.

Ah yeah they found a horror game that you were scared of surprisingly. It was actually surprisingly you hadn't played it yet.

Outlast.

You had been holding off that game until you finished your other one but here you were. Bored out of your mind.

So you decided fuck it.

That game teriffed the shit out of you. It was so good though.

When you screamed they all came rushing up due to the fact that you never scream.

They say you out of your chair, on the floor, blinking. They thought you were hurt.

But you sat up and looked at your computer.

"Damn. That was actually really good." When you looked behind you and found the boys all staring you smiled and waved.

"You need something?"-you

"You screamed. We heard a thud. We thought you fuckin died!" -tommy.

"No I'm alive. My soul almost divorced my body but it's still quite here."-you

That day made highlights.

The popular y/n actually got jump scared. The one person who never screamed at horror games screamed.

When they left you were sad yes but they were still your best friends. Ready to talk when ever you want.

Sometimes I think that you guys talk all through out the night. Them forgetting that you were actually in a different time zone.

Sometimes they pop into your streams, be it MC, horror, you just talking to your fans, or even the once in the blue moon, cheerful games.

They just pop in and start talking to you. And you talk back like they were there since the beginning.

Phil is now one of your moderators too. Along with tommy, wilbur, and techno. When they pop in they make sure no one picks on you.

And since you are now close to the SBI. You are now part of it.

You didn't choose the fans did. But they are your new family. No matter what.

Even if they disagree with your eating habit.

Or energy drink addiction.

Or insomnia.

Or you mainly playing horror games.

Or you basically living in your streaming room.

Or even the nearly 24 hour streams.

I could go on but I'm not gonna.

I'm tired. But I can sleep. 2 days and I get to have a tour of my new school.

And it took so long to finally get into it.

We have been going through a huge hassle even before school started to get me enrolled.

And then we had to get me into this program.

But now on Monday I get to go in. Get a tour. Then start either Tuesday or Wednesday.

Anyway hope you liked. It's now 3:50 and it's no proof read I'm sorry

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Hi! I'm in sixth form right now, and I'm a huge lover of languages. I have ADHD and languages are the only thing that can get me to actually sit down and study (which doesn't bode well for my other classes but ah well). The thing is, my ADHD makes it difficult to get started and stick to a proper plan, because I get bored very easily. Do you have any advice for studying a language with ADHD?

Hiii!

Ah, yeah, the good old 'I adore this thing but to do this thing you need structured study' problem. I have exactly the same problem! I preach about the importance of Anki and I know my languages would be better if I just stuck to the same routine every day, but I seem to be chronically incapable of forming habits, and as much as I try and be accepting of my own limitations, sometimes that's very frustrating. Here are some tips I have from my experience with languages and ADHD - some of these may contradict each other, and only speak from my own experience.

1) Their way of studying is not worthier

I don't know if this is causing you distress or not, but regardless: one of the first things to consider is simply that what works for them - a specific routine, self-motivated study - might not work for you. Study plans are not designed for people with ADHD. Any well-meaning advice your parents, friends or teachers give you might similarly not be meant for people with ADHD. What does this mean? That there is nothing intrinsically better about studying in one way if it doesn't work for you, so stop beating yourself up if you can't follow that. Stop worrying if you are not studying as efficiently or as effectively. If trying to study in a specific way - like keeping the same habits every day - is stopping you from studying at all, how is that more effective than studying in front of the TV or whilst jogging??

Ok, true, if I did manage to plan my studying weeks in advance and stick to that every week, my languages would be better than they are now. I know that 100%. But I also know that the longest I have ever successfully done any flashcards was about twenty days, and that if I plan what I'm going to study I just end up spinning around in my spinny chair for thirty minutes or gnawing absently on my hairbrush.

I have been struggling with trying to keep a routine with exercise, cooking, teaching, writing, learning languages, reading and talking to friends for years. And I've always felt so frustrated with myself and like a complete idiot for finding things like 'remember to shower' and 'clean your fucking room' so hard.

But I think I'm beginning to understand myself better now. I completed NaNoWriMo last month and it was life-changing - I have never stuck with a habit that long!! And I realised why: it's because during NaNo, I wasn't trying to juggle twenty different hobbies and interests every day (because that's how you're 'supposed to do it'), but just focusing on work and writing. Just one thing, intensely, for a month! For ages I have known that's how I learn best, but I've been unwilling to implement it because that's not the 'best' or 'most effective' way to learn.

You know what though? If it gets you learning, it gets you learning. There is no 'right' way to do it. ADHD often exhibits alongside anxiety and perfectionism, especially if you're used to being good at school, have never had to learn how to learn and have planned your life to the Nth degree because you can't function otherwise. If this is you, your brain may try and tell you it's not correct to learn in X way - but the advice that you find online literally was not written for you. Don't be surprised if following it feels frustrating.

At school you may not have the flexibility to work on something for an extended period of time, but my point still stands: any learning is a good thing, and you know yourself the best. Try and look at it that way, rather than focusing too much on what is optimal.

2) Try and implement external structure into your routine

Speaking of knowing yourself. I struggle immensely with empty days and nebulous goals - but at the same time hate structure. What the fuck brain. I don't know if you're learning for school or pleasure, but either way, try and tack your language learning habits on to habits that already exist. For example if you're walking to school - listen to a podcast. If you have to do homework every night - put on a playlist and do languages after that after your homework is done. If you're on the bus - do Duolingo. When you're waiting for your brother to come out of swimming - read fanfic in Spanish. Even if it's an hour of complete self-study, you can still tack it onto another habit that exists, preferably one that involves exercise or social interaction or something different. I know just how hard habits are to form, but this is one of the only ways that has been effective for me. I can never plan in advance what exactly I'm going to study, but I try to plan when I will study at least.

The best kind of external structure, of course, is other people. Join a discord server where you can study together. Arrange to test each other on vocabulary every week with your friends. Get one of your friends to message you aggressively every week to check you've done your homework. Study with a friend who will literally take your phone and not give it back until you have finished.

3) It's not cheating to use software and technology to help

This is what I wish I had been told earlier. IT'S NOT CHEATING. If you have a problem with controlling your time, then don't let yourself have that problem. We live in the modern age!! Use technology to help you! Here are some I personally use and recommend:

- Habitica: this gamifies your to-do lists, and helps you earn points. This is great because you can put both things like homework on here as well as you know. Basic tasks like showering and tidying my room which I still find inordinately difficult.

- Discord study groups: these let you share your SCREEN!!! And because you're in a group full of random internet people you cannot go on social media unless you want to be axe-murdered. You just can't. In these groups you can also form little groups that keep you accountable every day - I was in a group of four who all studied at the same time every day online, and we shared both our cameras and our screens. You can't mess around when you have someone who is literally looking over your shoulder the whole time.

- Freedom: my saviour, my beloved, my one great love. This you do have to pay for but oh my god, it's the most worth-it purchase I have ever made in my life. You add blocklists and you can control what websites you can access when on your phone and your laptop, and they don't have to be the same. For example during my last year of university I only allowed myself access to Tumblr for 30 minutes a day, and it may have just saved my bacon.

- Chrome extensions: for example Pause, which makes you wait for ten seconds before going to any social media site. It still lets you go! But it stops that impulsive scrolling.

4) Utilise your special interests, and don't neglect input

The great thing about languages is that once you're at a certain level, you can do anything you can do in your mother tongue. What does that mean? FANFIC. Youtube. Music. Dnd. Tv programs. THE POSSIBILITIES ARE INFINITE. Of course there are times when you just need to study verb tables, but the majority of people fail at languages A-level or GCSE because they don't have enough input. You're still young; your brain is still spongey! One of the best things you can do, regardless of neurodiversity, is to pump it aggressively full of information. Bad at listening? After 300 hours of dnd...you'll get better.

And you, my friend, have an advantage the neurotypical does not: use your hyper fixations!! I had to speed-run my Spanish A-level in about three or four months for Reasons, and one of the reasons I succeeded without any teacher input was because I was hyperfixating on minimalism at the time. I listened to probably every single video on minimalism on Spanish YouTube. HUNDREDS of hours of podcasts on packing and lightweight travelling and minimalism and Marie Kondo...I haven't thought about minimalism in years, but at the time, that was what did it for me. Use them!! (Of course, if the language itself is your hyper fixation, so much the better, but you can't always control that...)

Please, for the love of god, if you have a tumblr and are a fan - read fan fiction. Hell, write fan fiction. Learning languages doesn't have to be boring!! I wrote pages and pages and PAGES of Silmarillion fanfic in German and look, now I'm applying to do a German-speaking Master's.

One final point here: Yes, random vocabulary about minimalism and packing cubes isn't going to help your A-level. But the sentence structures surrounding it, the constant listening practice, everything else will. So don't worry if your interests are niche or 'irrelevant'. I was obsessed with translations of Homer into German for a while and in my listening exam one of the points hinged on the word 'vanguard', so, you know. You never know!

5) Utilise The Scroll

Do you spend too much time aimlessly on your phone? So do I. Apart from just deleting all the apps from your phone and going cold turkey (which I did, apart from email and messenger, and it’s been pretty successful) there are two things you can do:

- Install social media / reddit / YouTube etc from the country whose language you’re studying. If you reach for your phone first thing in the morning to get into The Scroll, well, that’s thirty minutes of reading.

- Let yourself watch and consume as much social media / Netflix / YouTube as you want, but try and restrict yourself to only doing so in your target language.

- You can also buy a kindle! This has CHANGED EVERYTHING for me. I’m fundamentally a lazy person. I like scrolling and I like the dark and I like the shiny screen! But downloading books onto my kindle (from places like zlibrary *cough cough*) means that that’s the first thing I reach for in the morning - I literally sleep with it under my pillow, and I read for 30 minutes in the morning instead. I have made sure to download lots of fanfic onto there too for the times when I just can’t concentrate on anything longer; either way, it stops me scrolling through my phone. You can utilise this with languages too - download Harry Potter or the Little Prince or Lord of the Rings or anything you know well and love, or even fanfic, and read that instead of scrolling. It might not work for you, but I find I end up reading genuinely about 10 times more daily if I use my kindle rather than an actual book, because I can eat and read, lie down and read, jump around and read, walk and read...

6) Shake it up: incorporate movement and stimulus and PEOPLE

Most likely routine is boring!!! And most likely, at school, you are also somewhat bored!! Even if you’re a die-hard introvert like I am, talking to other people in your target language is the best way to stay motivated, and it measures real progress, not just vocabulary stats. Get an exchange partner. Join a discord server. Make friends with somebody in that country if you can. Organise a twice-weekly call.

Re movement: learning doesn’t have to be static. Listen to podcasts and audiobooks on the go - they will help your listening skills no end. You can go for a walk around the block every hour or so to get yourself moving, and whilst you do so, why not listen to American Gods in Spanish? Or whatever floats your boat. Do YouTube workout videos in that language. Anything which tricks your brain into realising that a language is a system of communication that real people use, not just for school. Of course, all of this is easier if you are somewhat intermediate at least. But there are plenty of beginner videos and podcasts too! Use a Youtube converter and download them onto your phone, and listen again and again as you go shopping or wait at the bus stop.

7) Run a blog (no, seriously)

Just something to consider. It’s time-wasting, but also it builds a community of accountability and explaining things to people is fun! I personally make it a rule though not to post when I’m not studying too much - I think it’s hypocritical otherwise, which is why this blog sometimes goes quiet for a few months at a time.

6) Understand if you are overstimulated or under stimulated, and adapt accordingly. Gamify your learning!

Habitica is good for for gamifying habits, but also basic things like washing up and cleaning. Memrise and Quizlet, whilst probably not as effective as Anki, are much more fun - I use them for that reason even though Anki is probably better, because I know I’ll actually USE quizlet.

I don’t think any advice I can give you for being overstimulated or under stimulated is going to particularly help, since I’m sure you’ll know what works and what doesn’t for you. For me personally I’ve learnt gradually that if I’m really under stimulated VERY few things are going to be able to make me study - most of the time it’s just not worth pushing through. So I take a break and run around for fifteen minutes, or punch my pillow listening to insane loud music. That sort of thing.

If I have to study in that state, though, learning languages is one of the few things that works. If you have quizlet or can test yourself online on verb conjugation, this is the PERFECT moment for it - it’s fast, it’s furious, you don’t actually have to think that much, but doing rapid-fire conjugation or translation whilst listening to repetitive, loud music is one of the only things that is even a little bit useful that I can do.

Learning to recognise your own moods and tailoring your learning accordingly is hugely important, and probably the best thing you can do in the long run for your own mental health. Sometimes you just need to take a break - and that might not come at the same stimuli or with the same clues as neurotypical people.

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Alright, I hope that’s somewhat useful! I apologise for the long, ironically non-ADHD friendly post (though it means I get to info-dump hehe). If you take anything away from this, I hope you can take away the idea that finding what works for you is better in every single way than trying to persevere with trying habits that you have never successfully built.

A hard message, but - if it hasn’t worked so far, maybe it’s time to try something different.

Best of luck with everything - learning languages is hard, and it’s even harder when your brain won’t shut up. Kudos to you for persevering!!!

- meichenxi out

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royalracha · 2 years

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love poison

changbin x fem!reader

halloween au

you have a crush on seo changbin but he never quite paid attention to you. which is why you decide to make him drink a love potion in order for him to fall in love with you until things turn for the worst.

tw: slight yandere theme, stalking

a/n: been wanting to write this for the longest. I somewhat like the way it turned out. had to rush on it a little so I could post it before halloween was over. so hope you guys enjoy! feedback is always appreciated! - RR

“y/n!” you heard your name being called out from far away. the sudden shout caused you to look up from the book you were currently reading. and when you did, you were met with your good friend who was now approaching you closely. “felix.” you said. “how may I help since you have now interrupted my reading time.”

felix let out a sly scoff, sitting right in front of you. “sorry-“ he paused. “actually no, I am here to inform you that you are coming as my plus one to chan’s party.”

“party?” you repeated, making a face. “do I have a choice?”

“of course not, y/n.” he smirked at you.

honestly, you should have known better than to ask. felix somehow always ended up dragging you anywhere with him, even if you didn’t want to. you had gotten the title of being his plus one to almost anything that occurred. when felix needed you, you were there.

you sighed, slightly shaking your head at said boy when glancing down at your watch. you realized your next class was going to start soon. and the good thing about it was felix was also in your class so the two of you could walk together. gathering up your belongings, the two of you began to walk side by side, trying to make it inside the school building.

“and what type of party is chan having exactly?”

“ah, yes. it’s a halloween party, so you gotta dress up in a costume.”

your face dropped. “oh, great. how fun.” you said sarcastically. “but hey! that means we can go costume shopping tonight after our last class.”

“of course. that sounds like a plan, y/n.” felix ended up thumping you on your forehead, but before you could attack back, from far away you could see a figure walking towards your direction, causing you to stop. “oh my god, he’s coming.” you tried to act normal as the figure got closer to you. “hi, changbin.” you gave him a small wave as he passed you. he only lifted his head, continuing to walk with his friend by his side and never saying anything to you.

you let out a sigh as felix only shook his head. “I don’t get it. how can you like someone so much when he doesn’t even know you exist.”

“he does!” you exclaimed. “we’re in the same class.” you mentioned, which so happened to be the class you and felix were heading to. “so?” felix snorted. “that doesn’t mean anything. in fact, he probably doesn’t even know your name.”

you halted in your walk, staring intensely at felix. he only looked back at you. maybe he was a little right, but you weren’t going to let him know he was. you’ve had a crush on changbin from the moment you laid eyes on him when he had entered your class on the very first day of school.

never once have you tried to make a move, he seemed to always be around his friends. and the times you have tried to talk to him, he never looked interested. but that never stopped your feelings to go away. felix thought you were crazy for that. but you were okay with it. and it was going to be one of your missions to make changbin talk to you. how? you really didn’t know.

you gave felix a small punch on the arm, causing him to quickly grab on it. “what the hell was that for?”

“sorry, just felt like it.” you smirked at him before continuing to walk again, felix following right behind. “you’re only mad because you know I’m right!” he shouted.

you closed your eyes, taking in a deep breath before turning around to eye the boy. “tell you what, I’ll make changbin fall in love with me before the year ends.”

felix let out a loud laugh. “yeah, okay. can’t wait to see you fail.”

the end of your last class had came quickly before you could even process it. and now you were currently walking out of the school building to meet up with felix again so the two of you could go costume shopping. “how was your last class?” he questioned as soon as you walked up to him. you simply shrugged. “alright I guess? nothing major happened and all we did was take notes.” you looked up for a second, seeing the sun was going to set soon. it was starting to become darker a little early now. you didn’t mind it much, having a liking for the night sky a little more than day time.

“so what do you plan on going as?” you asked felix. the two of you had finally made it to a halloween store. and when entering, you were met with many different costumes in almost every corner. felix shrugged. “I don’t really know- hey why don’t we do couples costumes?” you lifted a brow from his question and felix began to explain himself, “not as actual couples idiot, just in a friend way.”

you let out a small chuckle. “I know felix, just messing with you.” you cleared your throat. “but I’d like that idea. what exactly should we do though?”

looking around, there were many things to pick from. felix would pick something out that you didn’t like and it would go vise versa when you would pick something out. one thing about you and felix, the two of you were kind of the opposite. but that’s just how your friendship with him worked. and it was rare whenever the two of you would actually agree on something. “I give up.” you huffed, throwing a costume back in a bucket you had found it in. felix was nowhere to be seen as you turned your head around to find him.

that was until he ended up popping out from behind you with a scream mask. he caused you to jump a little, feeling your heart begin to race. “lee felix!” you exclaimed as you held onto your chest. “got you.” he laughed, taking the mask off. he looked down at it, “I actually really like this mask. I might just get it.”

“hm.” you thought. “if you wear that then I’m just going to wear a white tee with blood splattered around it and on my face.” you grinned. you thought maybe this would be the end of you and felix fighting over what you guys were going to dress up as. “oh yeah, I like that. let’s go with that!”

“perfect, I have a lot of white shirts at home. now let’s get the hell out of here.”

after purchasing felix’s costume the two of you were finally out and began to make your way home. “speaking of chan’s party.” you began. “by any chance do you know if changbin is going?”

“of course he is. that’s like changbin’s best friend.” felix answered. you knew the friendship chan and changbin had. and every time you would see changbin, he was always by chan’s side. he was never alone, which was always hard to you to talk to changbin alone. if it wasn’t chan he was around, it was his other friend jisung. which was the only one of that friend group you could actually talk to.

you had met jisung from having him in a couple of your classes and the two of you instantly clicked. but unlike felix, jisung didn’t know about your major crush on his best friend. you’d feel slightly embarrassed if he did. “so I guess I’ll be enjoying this party after all.” you smiled to yourself.

felix gave you an odd look. “yeah right, not like you’re going to do anything about it when you see changbin.” he said. “and not like he’ll pay you any attention.”

“you know, I like it better when your mouth is shut.” you rolled your eyes. you looked straight ahead, the two of you had made a different walk home which made you walk through a small town with old stores. but there was one particular store that had caught your eye. “hey, let’s go in there.” you began to walk quicker, standing right in front of the door. “magic shop.” you read the name. a little basic for a name you thought.

felix stood next to you, “I’m not going in there.” he shook his head. he was about to walk away from you before you had grabbed on his wrist. “yes you are.” basically dragging the boy, the both of you had entered the small store. it was actually very small for your liking, and you were a little relieved no one other than you and felix were in there. minus the person running it of course.

you were careful when walking around the area, avoiding on causing anything to fall. the last thing you wanted to do was break something. “this place is kind of cool.” you whispered to felix. “and creepy.” felix whispered back. “look at that.” you looked to where felix had pointed. it was a scary doll head that was placed on a top shelf. you made a face, shaking your head. “let’s just get out of here.” felix said.

“not yet.” a voodoo doll had grabbed your attention, making you walk towards it. you chuckled a little. “hey look-“ you were close to grabbing it until a sharp voice echoed through the building.

“no touching, young lady.” an old woman said, coming into view. you flinched back, moving your hand away. “sorry ma’am.” you heard felix snorting at you.

“in what could I help you two with?”

“um, nothing really.” you responded. “we were just walking around when we noticed your little shop. very nice by the way-“ your eyes darted to a shelf that was behind the counter of where the older lady stood. on one row there was nothing but colorful liquids. potions you assumed. “what are those?”

the lady and also felix, looked to where you had pointed at. “ah, I see you’ve taken a look at my potions.” the lady evilly smiled at you. “care to take a look?”

“if you have one to make someone fall in love with me then sure.” you joked, but the lady lifted a brow. she became amused at your words and grinned even harder. felix took notice, trying to signal to you to leave the store already. “now I guess you’re looking for a love potion?” the lady took down the liquid that was a bright pink color. you were taken back for a bit but suddenly became intrigued. felix tried to grab you when you began to walk closer to the counter but ended up failing. “y/n.” he whispered.

you ignored him, holding onto the little bottle that lady had out. you stared at it intensely before looking at the older woman. “this really works?” you questioned. there was only one person who you were thinking about. the lady nodded. “yes my dear. you give this to whoever you desire and it will have them falling in love with you.”

“I’m taking it!”

“y/n! no.” felix said. he already knew the idea that was popping into your head. “absolutely not.”

“oh come on, felix!” you exclaimed. “this is the only way I can make changbin fall in love with me.” but he wasn’t buying it. “no, y/n. I’m sure there’s other ways-“

“but there probably won’t be.” you interrupted. “plus we did make a little deal. this is just to help me out a bit.” you grinned, waving the potion around in your hand. felix shook his head. “I don’t have a good feeling about this.”

you rolled your eyes, looking back at the lady. “I’ll take it.” you said, taking out some cash.

“now remember. only a few droplets. if he drinks more than that, he’ll become obsessed.”

“yeah, yeah. thank you.” you didn’t quite pay attention to the rest of what the older woman had said, being too busy on thinking about giving the potion to changbin soon. and with chan’s party coming up, you knew it would be the perfect opportunity to do so.

day of party

you had placed on last drops of fake blood on your white tee before hearing a few knocks coming from your front door. it only meant felix had arrived so the two of you could go to chan’s halloween party together. “oh don’t you look great.” you snorted when seeing felix in his costume. “enough about me, let’s get to chan’s now. I heard there’s a lot of people now.”

felix held onto your hand, practically dragging you inside of chan’s home. he was right, there was definitely a lot of people. but you were only there for one person. and he was the one you were trying to look for the moment you had arrived with felix. “I can’t find changbin.” you said into felix’s ear. “I’m sure he’s here somewhere.”

“felix and y/n! so glad you guys are here.” you heard a voice say from behind. it belonged to none other than jisung. “you guys look great.” he chuckled. “almost didn’t recognize you felix.” the said boy took his mask off, smiling.

“hi, sungie.” you grinned. from seeing him, you thought maybe he knew exactly where changbin was. “just a question, have you seen changbin around?”

“-and chan.” felix cut in.

“yes I have, they’re actually outside right now.” he answered. “I came in here to get them a drink. care for one as well, y/n?”

you nodded, following jisung right behind to the drink table. “I’m guessing you brought the potion?” felix whispered in your ear. you only nodded, grabbing two red cups and pouring a drink for you. “don’t sorry sung, I got changbin’s, you can get yourself and chan’s.” you smiled at him. “okay, sounds good.” jisung shrugged.

when jisung had his back turned to you, you quickly got the potion out of your pocket after pouring a drink for changbin. felix watched the whole thing, as well as keeping an eye out for you. “I seriously don’t think you should be doing this.”

“nonsense. it’s just a harmless potion.” you shrugged, opening up the little bottle. you poured almost half of it in there and that’s when felix’s eyes grew wide. “y/n!” he whispered-yelled. “you weren’t supposed to put that much.”

“oh yeah.” you said. “oh well, it’s a done deal.” you tried to remember exactly what the lady had told you before leaving the store, but in all honesty you couldn’t remember a thing from being too excited at the fact changbin was soon going to fall in love with you. “come on.” jisung said, and the two of you began to follow him outside, drinks in hand.

“we send you to get us drinks and come back with people.” changbin said. the two of you had made small eye contact with each other before you looked away. “hey hey, I still got the drinks though.”

“hi, changbin.” you smiled at him. “I got you your drink.” changbin gave you an odd look, lifting his brow as he accepted his cup. “I’m sorry, but do I know you from somewhere?”

you could hear felix let out a small laugh as you felt your stomach drop. “um, we have math class together.”

changbin stared at you. “really? guess I haven’t noticed. thanks for the drink.” he said simply before taking a sip of the cup. you felt yourself getting shaken up when he did so. staring at him as changbin gulped the drink down. felix watched too, wanting to see everything unfold.

you only hoped it worked and the lady didn’t scam you out of your money. after changbin was done with his drink, he didn’t seem any different. you almost sighed, thinking the love potion didn’t work until changbin looked at you. “y/n, right?” he said, smirking at you.

you stared back at changbin, feeling a smile creep up at you. “y-yes. that’s my name.” you looked over at felix, who lifted a brow. he was definitely intrigued to see if the potion had actually worked. and by the looks of it, it did.

“here, let’s get away from them so we can have some alone time.” changbin held his hand out for you to take. and that was when you began to feel your stomach tossing and turning. you mentally cheered, the potion really was working, changbin was finally taking an interest in you.

you held his hand and he dragged you back inside away from his friends and also felix. “the hell happened to him?” chan furrowed his eyebrows. “yeah, that really took a turn.”

felix crossed his arms, “I guess something came over him.”

you were having the time of your life now, instead of constantly being ignored by changbin or him never seeing your existence, he was now all over you. for the rest of the night, not once has he let go of you. and you were definitely liking the feeling. changbin stood by your side and every so often would kiss you on the side of your head. never would you had imagined being in this type of position with changbin. maybe you should of thought about the love potion sooner than later.

and now, the two of you stood by a corner away from everyone else. changbin had one hand on your waist and the other placed on the wall. you were cupping his face as the two of you were currently in a small make out session. you slightly giggled when changbin broke apart. “you’re great.” he said, pecking on your lips once more. “I don’t know what it is, but you’re making me crazy over you.”

“yeah?” you smiled. “mhm.” changbin reattached his lips to yours, kissing you with much more force. he even tightened his grip on you when he had slipped his tongue inside your mouth. yeah, you were definitely loving this.

so much, that you didn’t hear felix call out for you until he practically shouted your name. “y/n!” you flinched when hearing his deep voice ring in your ears. changbin had looked back at felix, slightly annoyed that he interrupted you two. “yes, felix?”

“I’m ready to go, so can we leave now?”

you slightly pouted, looking at changbin. but you could see felix wasn’t feeling the party no more. and since he was your driver for the night, you knew it was time to leave too. even if it meant ending your most amazing night with changbin. “okay.” you answered, slipping away from changbin but he held you back from your waist. “do you have to go so soon?”

you simply nodded. “yes, bin. but you’ll get to see me around school.” you reassured him. he smiled back, giving you one last kiss. which ended up lasting a little longer than you had thought. you were so into it that you forgot about felix being right behind you.

felix cleared his throat, making you break away from changbin. “right, sorry.” you chuckled. changbin had stayed back, watching as you walked away from him. everything was fine until something came over him when he noticed felix’s hand being placed on your lower back.

one month later

almost a month had passed by since you had made changbin drink the love potion. and since that day, changbin was with you almost every second. he would pick you up from your home to take you to school, message you every chance he got. when one of your classes was over, changbin was already outside the room waiting to walk you to your next class.

even in the class you two had together, changbin ended up moving seats to be closer to you. taking you home too was now a part of his job. it used to be felix’s.

he even wasted no time into making you his girlfriend.

but with the amount of time you did spend with changbin, you began to feel bad at the fact you barely saw felix now. only in the one shared class you had with him. but even then it didn’t make a difference since changbin did move seats.

felix didn’t mind it at first, he knew how much you liked changbin and was happy to finally have his attention. but now, he was beginning to get annoyed. more towards changbin that seemed to never be away from you for even a second.

and when felix did try talking you, changbin somehow managed to steal your attention away.

but for the first time now, felix had finally seen you alone walking out of your last class. to his surprise, there was no changbin in sight. “y/n!” you turned to face felix, smiling brightly at him. you really have been missing him lately. it made you feel bad that all you ever did was be with changbin. “oh, hey felix.”

he looked almost everywhere before getting closer to you. no signs of changbin. “no changbin?”

you snorted. “no, he actually had to stay back in class and finish an assignment.” you said. felix let out a sigh of relief, for once he’d have you for more than a second. “thank god, I feel like I don’t ever see you because of him.”

“I’m sorry.” you said. felix shook his head. “it’s okay, you’re finally with the guy of your dreams.” he teased. “but don’t you find it a little odd how much he wants to be around you?” it was the question that had been bothering felix for awhile now. it was like changbin never gave you a break. “not really.” you shrugged. “I mean, maybe it’s just a part of the love potion I gave him? I like this changbin though.” you smiled.

“yeah I know you do.” felix rolled his eyes. “I just- something doesn’t feel right.”

“nonsense felix.” you slightly bumped your shoulder with his. “tell you what. since I do miss you and we haven’t hung out in the longest. why don’t you come over and we grab some food and maybe watch a movie?” you said. “and don’t worry, there will be no changbin.”

felix smiled at the suggestion. “okay, yes!” he exclaimed. “we can definitely do that. so I’ll see you tonight then.” the two of you went in for a hug, lasting a little longer than usual. and right when you broke away that was when changbin had showed up in front of you.

he had witnessed the whole thing. and he felt something else kick in him, he didn’t like it. he didn’t like felix.

“bin!” you shouted when seeing him. changbin was quick to change moods after hearing your voice and instantly wrapped an arm around you, kissing your forehead. but he was already dragging you away from felix. “wait-“ “-let’s go.”

“bye lix!”

“see you later, y/n.” felix sighed when seeing you walk away. there changbin went again, taking you away.

when the words had left felix’s mouth, it made changbin’s ears perk up. how could he possibly see you later when you would be with him? “you’re seeing felix later?” he tightened his grip on you.

“yeah.” you nodded. “he’s coming over and we’re gonna watch a move and such.”

“oh, nice. what will we be watching?”

you let out a chuckle as you stopped walking to look at changbin. “actually, it’s only going to be me and felix. sorry, bin.”

changbin felt his chest tighten from hearing your words. there was no way he was going to allow you being alone with felix. “me and you are always together. so maybe this time I can hang out with felix. alone. he is my best friend after all.”

“but I’m all you need.” he whined. you chuckled at his behavior, kissing him on the cheek. “you’re cute but seriously changbin, just this one day I’ll be with felix.”

changbin walked you all the way home. and throughout the whole walk he tried to convince you letting him join you and felix for movie night. but you weren’t having it. you didn’t want felix feeling the third wheel and if you were honest you did kind of want to do other things that didn’t involve changbin being around you.

“changbin, no.” you said for the last time when arriving to your home. “go hang with chan and jisung, I’m sure you’ll have fun with them.”

“but they aren’t you.”

you sighed. “I know but they’re your friends.” you said. “you’ll be fine.” you tried to slightly push changbin out of your front door but he wasn’t moving. maybe felix was right, this was a little odd. but you brushed off thinking it could possibly be a small side effect from the love potion. if it had any. “goodbye changbin!” you said before shutting the door on him.

changbin stood there. how was he going to survive not being around you, especially you being alone with felix. he didn’t trust him. he would always tend to get close to you and changbin did not like that at all. which is why he always did his best to keep you away from him.

changbin wanted you all to himself. he thought it was a crazy idea, but he didn’t care. because tonight when felix would come over, so would he.

“this movie is kind of lame.” felix said, throwing a popcorn in his mouth. you threw another piece at him, laughing. “you literally picked it. so you should be blaming yourself.”

“you’re right but I won’t.”

it had been a awhile since felix had arrived. you two were enjoying the movie night together. it was perfect, minus the fact that changbin kept blowing up your phone when the first couple of minutes when felix arrived. you would reply back until you were a little annoyed by the continuing texts he kept sending. so you stopped replying. and also for the sake of wanting to pay attention to felix instead.

except changbin didn’t like that you stopped replying. as soon as he sent the tenth text he knew you were ignoring him. and that only meant felix was with you.

before changbin even realized it, he was at your house. but instead of knocking at your front door, he snuck inside your backyard to hide. luckily for him you had your blinds opened from your living and he could see you and felix sitting on the couch. felix was way too close to you for his liking.

he also didn’t like the fact you just let him get close to you like that. only changbin was allowed. he stayed there watching the two of you.

“I guess I’ll pick another one.”

“no? I get to pick now.” you were quick to snatch the remote, felix going in to snatch it away from you.

you didn’t let go so it ended up being a tug a war with felix on who was going to get the remote and choose the new movie. you were laughing hysterically and with one last tug, felix managed to pull you forward and falling on top of him.

both of you couldn’t control your laughter and it made you realize how much your time had been spent on changbin that it made you really miss your best friend. “felix let go!”

“no!”

the more changbin witnessed, the more furious he was getting. his hands became fists and he was clenching hard with each second that passed by. he wanted nothing more than to barge right in and rip you away from felix.

by the end of the night, changbin was still there. and felix was soon getting ready to head out of the door. it was torture for the boy, having to see you with someone else other than him. so he was glad felix was leaving now.

“see you tomorrow, lix!” you said before closing your door. you went over to your blinds in the living room and that was when changbin hurried away. you closed them then went straight to your room for the night.

changbin on the other hand, had other plans.

the following morning you went to school but this time without changbin. you don’t know if he was upset with you for ignoring last night but you definitely weren’t used to him not picking you up for the day.

you knew you’d see him eventually though in school. but before you saw him, the first person you saw was felix. he was almost at the entrance when you called out to him. “felix!”

from hearing his name, felix swiftly turned around. but when seeing it was you he quickly turned back around and began to walk faster. he had a cap on so you could barely see his face.

you were confused so you began to walk faster. “felix!” you continued to call his name but he kept ignoring each call you made. “felix!” now you began to jog. the boy ended up turning into a hallway and that was when you caught up to him. you ran until you had him by his arm. “yongbok!” he tried getting away from you. “why are you ignoring me?” you were confused on the sudden change, last night was good, what happened?c

felix kept looking everywhere, frighten as he did so. “you need to stay away from me.”

you furrowed your eyebrows. “what? why? felix you’re my best friend-“

“no!” you flinched at his outburst. and the was when you noticed something on his face. you reached for his hat, snatching it off of him when you noticed a black eye as well as some scratches. you looked at him horrified. “felix! what happened to you?!”

“don’t worry about it.” felix said. “worry about that boyfriend of yours.” now you were even more confused at him “what do you mean?” felix was about to answer you until seeing changbin walking down the hall towards you two. “nothing, just stay away from me!” he ran away from you, leaving you there confused even more.

“my y/n!” changbin said, hugging you from behind. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, bin.” your mind was somewhere else, even changbin noticed it too “something wrong, baby?” he turned you around, planting a small kiss on your forehead. “felix told me to stay away from him and I don’t get it. yesterday we were fine but now he suddenly switch up on me.” you said. “I don’t even know what I did wrong.”

“hm, seems odd really. maybe you should listen to him.” you lifted a brow as you stared at changbin. worry about that boyfriend of yours, replayed in your head. there was no way changbin had something to do with this, could he?

you began walking to your class, changbin right beside you as he swung an arm over your shoulder.

the whole day it was all you could think about. not once did you encounter felix. he didn’t even show up to the class you share with him and changbin. and when school was over, you went over to changbin’s for the afternoon. but even then your mind was still wondering about felix and that irritated changbin.

the two of you were in the middle of kissing when you had stopped for just a second. you had to ask changbin the question that has been bothering your head almost all day. “bin?”

“yeah?”

you bit on your bottom lip before questioning. “today felix had a black eye and when I asked him about it he told me not to worry about it but instead worry about you.” you looked at changbin and saw a blank face expression on him as you stared at you. “so my question is, did you have something to do with his black eye?”

the silence changbin gave you began to slowly freak you out then you were lost when he began to laugh uncontrollably. “you really think I had something to do with felix?”

“no, that’s why I’m asking-“

“oh sweetheart, such a pretty girl who can’t think right.” he chuckled. “no, I had nothing to do with him being hurt.”

“then why would he say to worry about you?”

“don’t know, and it shouldn’t matter anyways. you don’t need felix when you have me.”

you stared at changbin, furrowing your eyebrows. “but felix is my best friend-“

“best friend that wants to be with you.” changbin snapped. “what?!” you exclaimed. “no he doesn’t, where would you even get that idea from, bin?”

“last night when he was awfully close to you!” the words slipped before changbin even knew it, exposing himself to you. it took you a second to realize what changbin had said. “h-how do you know? you weren’t even there?”

changbin swung his head low not saying a word to you. “were you stalking us?!” you questioned, frustrated that he wasn’t speaking up now. “changbin answer me!”

still nothing. and that was when you put two and two together. he did hurt felix. right when he had left too. “oh my god, you did do it.” you were in shock. and that was when changbin had finally looked at you. he knew what you were implying to. “why would you do that?”

“because I don’t want him near you!” you flinched. “you’re mine. only mine.”

“no changbin. you don’t own me!” your words striked him. yes to him, he did own you the moment he laid eyes on you. no one, not even felix, was going to take you away from him. “you’re sick in the head, and we’re done!”

you got up quickly from changbin’s couch and made your way to the door. your harsh words caused changbin to jump up quickly to get to you. something had came over him once more after hearing you say you were done with him.

right when you were almost out the door, changbin grabbed you before shutting the door. he pushed you up against the door, hand reaching for your throat as he began to push pressure on it.

you felt your throat tightening up from changbin’s hand, having trouble to breathe. he brought his face closer to yours. you were scared, changbin could feel yourself shake. he could sense your fear, and he was enjoying every second. “let me go.” you managed to say, but that only made changbin put more pressure. you felt yourself getting light headed.

“listen to me, sweetheart because I’m only going to say this once.” he got close to your ear. “you belong to me now. we’re not over, we never will be. you hear me?”

when you didn’t say anything back, changbin grabbed you tighter by your throat. “I asked you a question, now answer me!”

“y-yes!” he let go of you, causing you to drop to the floor. you began coughing, trying to breathe normal again. “good girl.” you heard him say. you began crying, tears spilling down your face as you were scared for your life. all you wanted was to leave before changbin would end up doing something else to you.

changbin got eye level with you when hearing your cries. “no need to cry, sweetheart.” he said, grabbing your chin to lift her head up. he wiped away some tears, “I don’t ever want to hurt you, but when you disobey me, I might just have to.” he gripped on your face tighter to make you look at him. “got it?”

you quickly nodded your head, causing him to chuckle evilly. “good, and just know you’ll be with me forever, my love.”

he made your stomach churn, but not in a good way. you were regretting many things. one was listening to felix when not going forward with the love potion and two, listening to the older lady when telling you to only put a couple of drops.

changbin was now your living nightmare.

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