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romanoffsbish · 4 months

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Kissing Booth

Natasha Romanoff x F!R (College AU)

Tired of your girlfriends on and off kind of love, you set off to see just how invested she is in keeping you | WC: 2,848

Warnings: Toxic-Ish themes | Jealous Nat | Blood

Smut: Public | Jean-Riding (R) | Oral (R) | Degradation (Slut)

18+ | Minors DNI

"Y/N Y/L/N's pledge to the campuses first ever, Mental Wellness Festival is: a one woman booth meant to stimulate your joy receptors; a smooch of serotonin. Fellas, swing on by and steal a kiss, from the palm of my hand, and enjoy your sweet treat. Ladies and They's lean in closer love, if you set the right price, you can take the grand prize—a kiss of your choosing; my lips taste like artificial cherry and melted chocolate if that's of any interest to you. All proceeds go to a fund set in place to create better avenues for those suffering to cope with their hefty course loads as they manage heavy thoughts too." Natasha read the words over and over again in her traumatized mind until her pure feelings came to a boil as she huffed and ripped the paper off of the wall of every place she'd found it.

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It didn't matter though. Because even though she took them down within the same hour they'd gone up, when she stepped onto the quad lit up by stadium lights she saw that your booths line had wrapped around the diamond twice in the five minutes that it was open.

Her fists clenched briefly as she saw Wanda and Carol, her sorority sisters, eagerly stood in line. Then she shook her head with a near manic laugh. The redhead truly felt bad for the other people here who thought that you'd actually kiss them on their mouths. Foolish to even dream of it really, because you knew better than to let them taint your sweet lips with their lust.

Theirs was carnal; vile another way to express that they wouldn't care for you like she would. Hers was soul crushing, but in the euphoric sense, because you knew no matter what happened between you two, that you were never alone. Natasha might be away, or distant, but she'd never leave you to become another's prey.

Far too perfect for her to lose to her traitorous sisters. They'd be dealt with later, but right now, your (ex) girlfriend had to focus on creeping in the shadows. Watching to see just how far you'd push her buttons.

All Natasha needed was your patience for a month, not even the full thirty days honestly. It was only meant to be a break so that she could focus on her studies, the way her A+'s, and full marks had dropped to A-'s had scared her into thinking that space would help fix it.

It didn't, but she pretended it did because she could not psych herself out of sticking to her desired path. You clearly lacked the patience and respect only your mommy could teach you. The exams are literally next week, you've been so good up until this final stretch. Not bothering her with physical ambushes, or even texting her, which she actually scolded you for, to which you re-shared your location with her just to limit the contact you'd have to make with her through text.

That hurt her feelings a bit, but she refused to wallow in the mess that she'd made. Your feelings were hurt first, and the aftermath treated hers no kinder, and lord knows this wasn't the first time she's done this.

That was in high school, junior year, and you were distraught by the decision. Then Summer came with apologies, and forgiveness. Now, in your fourth and final year of undergrad, you're just used to it. For some reason she just kept getting away with it unscathed...

Until now at least.

The woman you craved watched you with dilated eyes that caught everything. She's only hiding to see who you flirt with, genuinely, and consequently putting them on her list of people whose life she must now ruin in relation to you. Her mind raced when you let an older woman peck your cheek, she had only given you $500, and yet you let the corners of your lips brush.

Natasha growled in place of a whimper, she couldn't get the infuriating image out of her mind, her eyes burned with frustration as she pictured you and the football captain's girlfriend leaving the field together.

The redhead wouldn't let that happen. Darcy Lewis, the gifted scientist, and lover to a Mr. Sam Wilson, would leave here sooner in a body bag than with you.

Natasha pictured shoving the overzealous woman off of a cliff, then she'd return so she could approach you as she dug in her deep crossbody fanny pack, to then slam her wad of cash into the full jar, pull you up into a bruising kiss, and lift the bowl as she kicked the table over, helping flip to the red closed sign for good.

It was $4,000 in hard cash, money she'd just pulled out this morning to get a cashiers check for rent and to pay her other bills; Natasha was pissed, you sure felt that in the way that she harshly nibbled on your lips, cracking open the silky smooth skin; bright red blood smeared your coffee stained teeth. Everyone's whispers of fury and shock were drowned out as your heart pounded wildly in your chest. Natasha hungrily sought out this elevated moment where she took a chance and recklessly guided your body around the corner until she could slam you up against a random concrete wall.

.... It paid off.

"Oh fuck," you huffed as your exposed upper back brushed against prickly vines, the crisp chill in the air instantly solidifying your blood against your skin. You could hardly care about the pain though as Natasha's thigh brushed against the bare cunt you'd sported beneath your skirt the entire night. That shiny metal chair was dripping with your essence as you saw your soulmate (ex-girlfriend) watching you with fury.

You were drenched, painfully needy, and screaming: "Natasha please—god I'm so fucking wet right now!"

"I know you are slut," she growled as her sharp canines grazed over the throbbing veins of your jugular. "I can feel your sticky mess through my jeans." You mewled at the rough press of your slick cunt to her pants, it had you seeing staticky stars. If she kept up a steady pace you were certain to be discovering galaxies. "Mmm, I need to cum mommy, need to cum so bad, please!"

"Yeah?" She scoffed, and you nodded frantically. "Well I need my money back, but instead I've donated it to do with these lips as I please so how about you shut it."

You didn't heed her warning, "Please, I'm sorry..."

"So fucking greedy," she growled, the glare she held as she pulled away from your neck sparked a thrill of fear to run straight to your core, your pretty eyes plead for reprieve, and naturally, the redhead gave in. "Go ahead slut, but make sure to let them hear you." Natasha's arms flexed as she expertly guided your core against the rough material of her jeans, and so you moaned out into the world her outwardly embarrassing title, letting everyone know they never stood a chance, it was a beautiful symphony to your on and off again lover that ended on a high note when she heard a familiar gush.

While you heavily panted, desperately breathing in the crisp night air that chilled your lungs into a hitch, she reveled in how the delicate rumble felt against her lips that were spread against the thin skin of your throat. Her tongue darted out, licking up the salty layer atop of your tacky skin, her teeth brushed back down, going the opposite way her tongue just had. The redheads goal of an endgame was etched into your exposed skin.

Your collarbones now decorated with her marks; ones that spoke of jealousy, and paired with a fragile love. You whimpered softly, the way her wet lips suckled on the already marked skin of your thudding pulse point bled off into the more painful side of things. Her wet tongue slid over the same spot in apology, then her lips founds yours after she kissed up the side of your neck.

Natasha's lips pressed against yours much softer than before, but you could tell she was frustrated with you. Which was fair, and matched as you stewed yourself, a part of you did feel guilty, but mostly, you felt broken.

But you weren't about to cry, no, you'd rather get mad.

It was what the naive asshole had earned. Natasha was great, a caring girlfriend who looked to you to smother with all of her love, the last six years together were a dream come true. A dream that faded into a nightmare whenever she becomes stressed, becoming someone you hardly recognize. She'd become dismissive, cold and quick to call for a blip; a break in your sacred union. Each time she said the same thing, "Just a bit of space is all I need, we'll be okay, mommy promises."

It was what she needed—never you, but she made it seem as if you'd happily agreed to her conditional love. As if letting you feel like her life could only improve if you were to leave it was something you took positively.

You were young, and carefree but not dumb enough to not know this wasn't healthy and maybe for your own petty thrill, you wanted to test her very limits. To see if she might just see what she risks losing, but you feel like all she got from this was more frustration. It only took a moment for her to huff that angrily against your chapped lips. "All I asked of you was for time Y/N."

You leaned your head back and pouted, eyes soft like a wounded puppy's. "We're better together Tasha."

Natasha sighed, "I know detka," she conceded with ease, her guilty face falling into the crook of your neck as she took in a calming breath. "I've been miserable without you honey, but we had to know that this could work. I'm going to have to travel for work, and I don't want to have to worry about you entertaining others."

"I'd never cheat," you hissed, "You asked for a break, that means we're no longer in a relationship Natasha."

"That's not what I meant and you know it Y/N," her nails dug into your sides. "Never have we ever ran a kissing booth during one, now stop being so difficult."

"I'm not being difficult Natasha, I'm doing charity work, and having a bit of fun as I do it." You shrugged and she frowned. "So breaking my heart is fun?"

You sighed softly, unwilling to unpack the hypocrisy of her words, "The only way this works out is if only your body leaves me in those times, but if you're saying random bouts of silence is the final answer th—." Nat cut you off, "You stopped texting Y/N, not me."

"Yeah, because you just wanted a 'good morning' and 'night' or an 'I'm home' after my classes got out, and you'd simply like it. Not even a 'morning love' or a 'glad you made it home safe' or an 'I love you.' in response."

"I needed to focus on school," she tried to defend, it was a pathetic excuse, and you both knew it. "Then you can do that Natasha, but I won't be waiting for you anymore, these breaks in affection are killing me."

"What? I-." You pressed your hands to her shoulders and attempted to push her away but she fiercely stood her ground. "What are you saying Y/N? Because I—."

"Need to let me go," you tiredly replied, "If I, um, if our relationship is too much of a problem for you on your journey to success then it's best we end this now."

Natasha's heart froze in her chest, the idea made her ill. "No!" Natasha fell to her knees, lips brushing over your abdomen before her hands lifted your skirt, and then her nose was nudging the wet skin of your thigh beside your cunt. "I'll do better honey, I swear to it." Her lips trembled, "No more breaks," her voice cracked and your heart sank. Your hands fell to the outline of her head that was buried beneath your skirt, her erratic breaths fanned across the sticky mess between your thighs and your body shivered. "Natasha, get up."

You felt the godly crafted curve of her nose nudge your clit as she shook her head, your mind was reeling with desperation, the same as her words. "I'm insane Y/N, clearly, because my reckless hypocrisy nearly lost me you, but I'm not so crazy that I'd actually let you go."

"Nat..." your muttering of her name cut off in a shaky breath as you felt her shake her head again, the thin twigs snapped as you threw your head back. "No," she murmured against the slick curve of your labia, a wet kiss made your hip jolt off the wall and slip more of her face between your folds. "You are my home Y/N."

Your heart stuttered as you heard her sniffle, her warm tears cascaded over the slick of your thighs and soaked into the cracks of your kneecaps. Hurting her wasn't something you relished in, but it was also necessary.

You knew that up until now things had been toxic, but you also knew your threat of dissolution wouldn't be dismissed. Natasha wouldn't let you go, she'd fell for you way back in middle school, she had the diary's in a locked drawer outlining your future together, the stars were aligned well before you knew, and they officially clicked when she made her move sophomore year.

After puberty gave her a much needed confidence boost she'd asked you out, using homecoming as an excuse, and you didn't hesitate to say yes. She kissed you after walking you home, her mind shifted when her lips pressed into yours, giving her a taste, and from that moment forward she has held on possessively.

Which is why you knew the moment your flyers went up that she would be all over you. A minute part of you lived for these raw moments where the insecurities her distance had created are edged out of your wary mind. Natasha wasn't a fan of breaking your heart either, but with who her parents are you can show her some grace, her expression was clearly a byproduct of their neglect.

Especially when she worked your body so perfectly. "Mmm, fuck," you gasped abruptly, mind exceptionally fuzzy as her despair had turned into the sloppiest head you'd ever received in your life. The noises were lewd, not even the school's festival could drown her out the more her tongue lavished away at your oozing cunt.

Natasha forgot what it was like to breathe for a long moment, her nose and mouth too busy working together to keep your mind fuzzy from pleasure. It was also her way of relishing the time she spent with your intimacy, fear clawing at her heart that this could be it.

The final time she was able to make you cry out her name, to make you feel this good, to love you as she always should. Her mind ran wild with the thought that you might've been scoping out your next lover tonight—could Wanda or Carol be better suited for you? No! She shook her head again and you came, crying out for her—you needed her, and her alone.

Natasha's nails dug into your ass, spreading your cheeks so that she could delve even further into your core with her tongue. Intent solely on drinking you dry, not that she ever really could, no matter how much she lapped away you never failed to become wet again. It was a vicious cycle that she endured with glee.

Your essence was something she always savored, but in this exact moment she found herself rushing to clean it up, her body now plagued with a persistent urge to cry.

Tears and slick intermixed on your thighs, creating their own slippery consistency that led to the redhead falling further into you as she tried to push herself up. You chuckled slightly before reaching a hand down to help her to her feet, the humor dying as soon as her face was leveled with yours. It was hard to feel joy when the love of your life looked so damn despaired.

"Oh Tasha," you coo'd, hands gentle as they cupped her wet cheeks. "Please, don't leave me detka," she sobbed, her slick hands laid over yours, attempting to keep the comfort of your touch on her, even if it was forced. Fortunately, your intent was only to bring her closer as you pulled her face forward and into a sloppy kiss. The way she whimpered at the affection solidified your choice to stay and fight for the love you knew existed.

"Take me home baby, these lips are yours to keep."

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ruggiezz · 6 months

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— PLEASE, DATE MY BROTHER : twisted wonderland

[synopsis] ortho decides to do something about idia's crush on you, taking the role of matchmaker

[extra] ortho reminds me of a minecraft torch. apparently, there’s one called soul torch that's blue? i haven’t played in a while. ALSO, I STILL HAVEN’T FINISHED BOOK 6 HELP ME I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE

-`♡´- What do you mean Idia's social anxiety, awkwardness, and his extensive knowledge of internet slang haven't captivated you yet?Come on, give Idia a chance, please.

-`♡´- Maybe it's the fact he's a robot and he can catch onto things faster than regular humans, but there can be no way you haven't connected the dots yet. Idia invites you to play video games and watch some new anime episodes in his room after classes. He's always talking about you, his hair turning slightly pink when you compliment him for anything he did, and he pays attention to every single word that comes out of your mouth. How hasn't anyone but Ortho noticed that Idia clearly likes you? He's starting to wonder if humans can be that dense or if it’s just you (not to be mean). Ortho isn't taking any of it. If his brother won't do anything to get closer to you romantically, he may as well do it himself in his stead.

-`♡´- Something about Ortho is that he's stubborn. When he decides to do something, he's motivated to do anything to achieve it. The Shroud brothers care deeply about each other; they would do anything for the other to be happy, which means Ortho won't give up. The idea of having you as part of the family makes it worth it. He can already imagine the future you and his brother could have together. Can he be something like a flower girl at your wedding? He hopes he can. But for now, he will have to focus on making you like his brother back first.

-`♡´- His first method is simple. It’s better to start with something small; that’s what his intensive research said. He starts mentioning Idia in every conversation where you're involved: talking about what he did the other day, about something funny he did, complimenting him, and flaunting all of Idia's new works. Ortho can finally use one of the 1,000 random features Idia implemented (Idia himself gets surprised when Ortho uses one because he had forgotten they were even there).

"Oh this? Big brother implemented this cool feature yesterday. My hair can now turn different colors and play music at the same time. Look, it´s like a disco ball!" And then his hair starts switching colors and playing music from Idia’s very specific music taste. He looks like that one disco tree in the Lorax movie.

This method was working, but then something happened. More specifically, Ace and Grim happened. They both got tired of this happening for a week non-stop and told him to talk about something else that wasn't his brother, which didn’t make Ortho very happy. They both went back and forth over the topic, with Ortho defending Idia and Ace getting annoyed over it. It only stopped when Crewel scolded them for talking in class.

-`♡´- Since the first one didn’t work, he had to change plans. The second method was to drag you to Ignihyde to play some games with him in his room. And surprise, Idia is there. Wow, who would have thought? He didn't invite him; he was just there. He CLEARLY didn’t know he would be there. Then final exams season started, and you had to stop coming by so you could study. Also, Idia was starting to get suspicious over what his little brother was up to and how you were always there when he got out of his room.

-`♡´- His last resort was to make the both of you have a date. A date that you both didn’t know was supposed to be a date. Asking you both to hang out with the excuse of wanting to see this new movie that came out, only for him to leave the second the two of you aren’t watching him. He’s so proud of himself too, ignoring your calls as you try to ask him where he is. He leaves you both to have quality time and talk about whatever you guys want.

-`♡´- Now that he has tried all he could do and everything that popped up in his mind, Ortho will ask you to meet him somewhere, where he will ask you how you feel about Idia. He says he will keep it a secret, and he will, but please tell him already; he’s dying to know.

If you do like Idia back, Ortho will cheer and congratulate himself silently for doing such a good job. He’s so happy all his efforts worked, and you and his brother can finally be together! He will even throw confetti (another random feature Idia doesn’t remember implementing) and rub his victory in the face of all the first years, especially Ace and Grim.

Now, if you don't like Idia back, Ortho will short-circuit. It's even worse if you already like someone else, because that makes it harder for him to change your mind. It's not like he will resent you if you don't like his older brother; you’re still his best friend and he's happy for you, but he will mourn for at least a year the fact you could have been part of his family. At the end, he understands you can't force love and that you have the right to be with whoever you want to be, so he will drop it.

Maybe the real ‘you dating Idia’ was the friends he made along the way? Or at least that's what Ortho is going to tell himself while trying to figure out how to make Idia’s heartbreak not hurt that much. Curiosity did kill the cat, huh?

#twisted wonderland #twst #idia shroud x reader #idia x reader #ortho shroud #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #idia shroud #ignihyde

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alastor-simp · 8 months

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Masterlist

This is my first time making a masterlist and I'm not much of a writer, but I will try my best. I do not accept requests rn

Started 08/28/23

Twisted Wonderland

Twisted Wonderland Zodiac Book (from my wattpad):

#1 - What Dorm Are You Staying At?

#2 - Who Becomes Your Best Friend?

#3 - Your Unique Magic?

#4 - Who Do You Have A Crush On?

#5 - Who Has A Crush On You?

#6 - Who Becomes Your Boyfriend?

#7 - What Part Of Your Body Does Your Boyfriend Love To Kiss

#8 - Which Dorm Do You Spend Halloween With?

#9 - Who Helps You Study For Exams?

Twisted Wonderland Would You Rather?

Would You Rather #1

Would You Rather #2

Would You Rather #3

Would You Rather #4

Would You Rather #5

Apologizing to Them Series:

Jamil Viper

Lilia Vanrouge

Silver

Floyd Leech

Epel Felmier

Riddle Roseheart

Kalim Al-Asim

Azul Ashengrotto

Leona Kingscholar

Them Apologizing to you Series:

Riddle Roseheart - Part 1 , Part 2

Vil Schoenheit

Ace Trapolla - Part 1 , Part 2

Azul Ashengrotto - Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3

Headcannons:

Dorm leaders with a reader who sings like "Ado"

Vice dorm leaders with a reader who sings like "Ado"

Azul Ashengrotto with a reader like "Uma" from Descendants

Leona comforting a crying reader

Calling Dorm leaders (minus Vil) Beautiful

Ruggie, Jade, Floyd and Lilia Reacting To The Reader Calling Them Beautiful

Lilia Vanrouge Catches Reader Cosplaying As Them

Watching a Horror Movie with Riddle, Leona, and Azul

Watching a Horror Movie with Kalim and Vil

Watching a Horror Movie With Idia and Malleus

Watching a Horror Movie with Floyd

First Years with a reader who sings like "Ado"

Cater, Ortho, Silver, Neige, Chenya, and Rollo Flamme with a reader who sings like "Ado"

Black Butler

Headcannons

Ciel and Sebastian react to reader who sings like “Ado"

Smash, Hug Or Pass

𝗛𝗮𝘇𝗯𝗶𝗻 𝗛𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗹

Sleeping on his Lap- Alastor x Reader

"Ticklish My Dear?" - Alastor x Reader

Dressing Up As Him - Alastor x Reader

Soothing Sounds📻🌧 - Alastor x Reader

Alastor with selectively mute reader series - Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 Finale

Horror Movie Night - Alastor x Reader

La Vie En Rose - Alastor x Reader

Caught In The Fluff - Angel Dust x Reader

Poison - Angel Dust x Powerful Female Overlord Reader : Part 1 , Part 2 , Epilogue (R-18 Smut Warning)

Sensitive Soul😔 - Alastor x Reader

Special Guest🎙 - Alastor x Singer Reader

Masquerade Ball🎭 - Alastor x Reader

Hugging Them Out of Nowhere - Hazbin Hotel Gang

I See No Fear In Your Eyes - Alastor x Reader

My My, Aren’t You Adorable - Alastor with Nezuko Kamado Reader

Burnt Out😞 - Alastor x Burnt Out Reader

Pocky Kiss Game😘 - Hazbin Hotel Gang x Reader

Such a Tease - Angel Dust x Fem Human Reader: Part 1

A What Now? - Alastor with Non-Binary Reader 💛🤍💜🖤

Bon Appétit! - Alastor x Fem Chef Reader

Hugging Them Out of Nowhere - Lucifer Morningstar, Cherri Bomb, Vox, and Valentino

Sickly Deer - Sick Alastor x Fem Reader

Female Demon Who Sings Like Japanese Singer "Ado" - Hazbin Hotel Gang : Part 1

Why? - Alastor x Powerful Female Overlord Reader : Part 1

Birthday Boy🥳 - Angel Dust x Female Reader Birthday Smut - Part 1

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mvltixcc · 2 months

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Girls Like Girls - Robin Buckley X Cheerleader!Reader

Summary: Robin has a crush on the new girl in town. Y/N is also a new member of the cheer squad, which means Robin sees her all the time at games and other school events. Unfortunately, Robin is put in a tough situation. She's scared to talk to her because the cheerleaders have a reputation of being mean girls and she fears that Y/N may not feel the same. Little does Robin know that Y/N does not appear as she seems. Y/N becomes best friends with Eddie, which seems unlikely at the surface due to different social circles. This leads to rumors of course and word spreads like wildfire here at Hawkins, which then makes Robin's feelings even more confusing. After hanging out with Steve and the gang, Robin starts to see a different side to Y/N. Will they end up together or will they just remain friends?

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Chapter 8

Things had been a little peaceful at school since the night of prom. Chrissy and everyone else involved in the paint prank got suspended for some time. Eddie was the happiest about this as the ones that were suspended picked on him more than anyone. When they were finally able to come back, they had to issue an apology to you and Robin, anyone that was hit with the paint, and the janitors as well. Their parents also had to pay for the banners to be replaced as some were splattered with paint. Everyone dreaded the day they were coming back to school. No one knew how things were going to be once they came back. Would things go back to the way things were? Would things change for the better? No one knows and that thought alone scared a lot of people.

You knew that people could be cruel just for the fun of it or because they could be. But for Chrissy, you knew it was deep rooted. You never excused her behavior because she still treated people horribly and you always stuck up for those she picked on. Chrissy picked on people because she wanted others to feel just as miserable as she was at home. You knew of this secret, but never told a soul. While you were on the cheer squad, everyone thought you were like her and the other girls that followed in her footsteps. But the difference between the two of you, is that you would have never stooped to the level that Chrissy did by using a secret against her. While she should be punished for her awful behavior to others, it wouldn’t be by your hands. Her karma would come and that day came sooner rather than later.

A few weeks had passed before the big day that no one looked forward to. You and Robin had walked into school and were immediately met by Principal Higgins.

“Good morning to you both, I need you to follow me into my office please.” He said sternly. You and Robin followed hesitantly.

“Here we are.” Higgins said as he held open his office door. “Please take a seat.” You entered and saw Chrissy sitting there. You sat down and Robin followed.

“I think you both know why I’ve called you in here.” He stated looking at the three of you sitting before him. You all nod in response. “The floor is yours Ms. Cunningham.”

Chrissy let out a sigh. “I’m sorry for potentially harming you and trying to ruin your prom night by dumping a bucket of paint on you Carrie style. It was immature of me to do and it will never happen again.”

“Now that wasn’t so hard was it?” Higgins asked.

“Is that all you needed us for?” You asked. You didn’t want to hear anything from Chrissy and Robin sure as hell didn’t care either.

“Uh yes, that’s all.” He said taken a back.

“Okay then, well we better get to class. Our exams are coming up and I don’t wanna miss anything.” You say standing up. Robin followed after you as well as Chrissy. “Hey, I’ll meet you there.” You told Robin, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.

“What are you-” Robin began to ask but then soon caught on as she saw Crissy at her locker. “I’ll see you in class, just be careful.” Robin gave your hand a gentle squeeze. You nodded and parted ways.

“Cunningham, wait up.” You said making your way over to the girl.

“What do you need?” She asked softly.

“I need you to do me a favor.” You stated. She nodded for you to continue. “Chrissy, I know you have shit going on in your life, but it’s no excuse to treat people the way that you do. Maybe this will teach you to be kinder to people. Now, I want you and your friends to also apologize to Eddie for they way you’ve treated him and leave him alone for good.”

“Yeah I can do that. I’m sorry once again.” She said with sincerity in her voice.

“Oh and one last thing.” You said, moving closer so that only she could hear you. “Stay the hell away from my girlfriend or else we’re gonna have some serious problems.” She nods to you and you make your way to class.

“Everything okay?” Robin asked as you walked into class.

“It should be now.” You say giving her a small smile.

“What does that even mean?” She asked with concern.

“Good morning class! Today we will be doing more study packs to prepare you for your final exam! This time you can pair up in a group, just make sure you are actually studying this time!! The final exams are a big portion of your grades!” The teacher stated.

“Yeah Eds!” You joked to him.

“Hey!” He laughed.

You, Robin, and Eddie grouped up and started to work on the packet for the rest of class.

“Hold on, why the hell does Greg have so many damn apples?” Eddie asked jokingly.

“Really Munson, THAT'S what you’re worried about?! Not even finding the root of X to find out how many apples he ate?” Robin laughed.

“Oh I‘m sorry, are you telling me that if someone had THIS many apples you wouldn’t question it?!” He replied.

“No you goof, maybe they really like apples. Did you ever think about that hmm?” Robin teased back. The two of them continued to banter back and forth the rest of the period.

“So are we still on for Hellfire tonight?” Dustin asked Eddie.

“Of cour-” Eddie started to say.

“No!” You interrupted. “You have to study Edward!”

Eddie let out a large groan. “Can’t I just wing the test like I do every year?”

“Look how far that got you dude.” Jeff said.

“Ugh fine, I’ll study.” Eddie sighed.

“Perfect! It’ll be you, Nancy, Robin, and myself. We’ll meet at my place after school. Just make sure you bring your books this time. Oh, and snacks too!” You say.

“Yeah yeah yeah, I’ll bring the snacks. Don’t I always?” Eddie joked. The rest of you continued to eat your lunch until the bell rang.

Normally you would have gym right now, but since it was still a mess from the paint they granted everyone a free period. You went to the quiet little spot that Eddie showed you when the two of you became friends. It was in the woods just outside of the school grounds and it had a little picnic table. How it got there you still aren't sure. You knew Eddie used it for his deals, but you used it to be by yourself and clear your head. Before you made your way there, you stopped by your car to grab your Walkman and your headphones. You laid on the seat just listening to your music and staring up at the trees, just thinking and enjoying the nature around you. Those thoughts were soon interrupted by a thud.

“There you are, peach!” Eddie exclaimed as he stood above you.

You turned off your music and began to sit up. “Here I am!” You giggled.

“What are you doing out here all by yourself?” He questioned as he sat next to you.

You moved closer to him and set your head on his shoulder. “Just thinking.”

“Thinking about?” He asked.

“Life and how crazy it’s been.” You chuckled.

You both sat together like this until your watch alarm went off. “Well we better go, don’t wanna be late for class.” You stated standing up from your seat.

“Yeah I guess you're right.” Eddie said following you back to the school.

For the next month, You, Robin, Nancy, and yes even Eddie studied your asses off everyday after school until it was time to take the final exams.

“Y/N, what if I fail again?” Eddie would often ask you. To say he was nervous about taking the exams would be an understatement.

“You won’t fail them Eds, you can do this! I know that all of this is really scary, but you’ve been doing well with the practice tests that Nancy printed up for us. I believe in you.” You always tried to reassure him. Despite what people thought of Eddie, he was actually really smart when he set his mind to it.

“I’m just scared I’ll fail again.” He said with a frown.

“Eddie, I’ll be here to support you no matter what. I’m always here for you.” You said giving him a smile to cheer him up.

Once it was finally test week, you all decided that once all the exams were done and you had gotten your grades back, you’d have a big get together of some kind. You would still have your usual traditions with Robin which helped the both of you relax during this time as well. The four of you were confident you would pass, well Eddie not as much, but he was still confident nonetheless.

“How do you feel, Eddie?” Nancy asked as Eddie approached your group. You all had just finished the last exam.

“Relieved to be done with it.” Eddie said as he let out a sigh.

You were sitting on the hood of your car with your arms wrapped around Robin. “Well what do we do now?” You asked.

“I guess we just relax and wait to get our grades.” Nancy shrugged her shoulders.

You wouldn’t find out about your grades until next Friday when they sent the results in the mail. Just another week, that wouldn’t kill you right? Well maybe not you, but for Eddie it would eat him alive. All he wanted to do was walk across the stage with his best friends and make those he cared for proud of him. He wanted to feel accomplished, he wanted to show those that doubted him that he COULD do it.

“Well why don't we meet up on Friday and we can look at our grades together?” You asked. Everyone nodded and agreed to the plan.

“Well on that note, I’m off to take my girlfriend to lunch! I’ll see you guys on Friday!” You stated hopping off the hood and jumping in the car with Robin.

“Where are we going for lunch?” Robin asked as you drove.

“Mm I was thinking maybe I could pick up a pizza and we could just hang at my place, how does that sound?” You asked, grabbing her hand gently.

“That sounds perfect to me.” She said, squeezing your hand and flashing you a smile.

“I do have to make a quick stop before I grab the food though.” You had pulled into the parking lot of the video store.

“What are we doing here?” Robin questioned.

“You’ll see, stay here beautiful I’ll be right back.” You say giving her a quick kiss. Robin sat and waited in the car upon your return.

You arrived after a few minutes with a brown bag in your hand. “Alright, you ready to eat?” You asked starting the car again. Robin, still confused as ever, just stared at the item in your lap. You noticed her looking puzzled at your lap and handed her the bag. "Take a look. It’s a gift for Steve.”

Robin looked in the bag and let out a snort. “Oh he’s gonna hate you for this.”

It was finally the next Friday and you were on the way to the Wheeler’s residence with Robin to open the letters that held your grades. You pulled in the driveway to see Eddie had already arrived. You parked the car and the pair of you made your way to the door. Nancy was already standing there waiting for you both. “Come on, let’s go!” She exclaimed.

“Well someones impatient.” Robin remarked.

“You haven’t seen Eddie for the past 10 minutes, he’s been pacing back and forth waiting. He’s kind of a mess right now!” Nancy continued as she led the two of you to the basement where Eddie was in fact pacing.

“Oh thank god, let’s get this over with!” Eddie said.

You all stood in a small circle and opened your letters at the same time. It was silent for what felt like forever, even though it was probably just a few seconds.

“Yes!” Nancy cheered, she had obviously passed.

“Oh thank god!” Robin sighed in relief. She had passed as well.

You had also passed the exams. Now all that was left was Eddie’s results. He just stood there with a blank expression on his face which worried you. “Eds, what is it?” You asked him.

“I- I um.” He spoke softly.

“Well did you pass or what?” Nancy asked.

“I passed.” Eddie said in disbelief.

Nancy and Robin looked at him with wide eyes while you pulled him in for a hug. “I knew you could do it, Eds, I’m so beyond proud of you!” You hugged him so tight.

He hugged you back. You could hear him sniffle and shake a bit. All he ever wanted was to make someone proud of him and feel like he did something good. And the fact that it was coming from his best friend made him feel special. You both pulled away from one another and you wiped away his tears.

“Congrats Munson!” Robin praised, giving him a high five.

“I guess this calls for a celebration!” Nancy exclaimed.

There was a big party planned at Steve’s house later that night. After all the hard months that you all had put into studying, you all deserved this. Music was going, people were laughing, the energy was good. Everything was perfect. “Oh I almost forgot something, I’ll be right back.” You announced. You made your way to your car and grabbed the gift you had gotten Steve last week. You made your way back to the party and everyone looked at you with a puzzled expression.

“What the hell is that?” Sam asked.

“It’s for Steve, go ahead and open it!” You say handing him the bag.

“Aww you shouldn’t have, that’s so sweet of-” He smiled as he opened his gift, that smile soon faded. “Alright, I take it back. Screw you Y/N!” He joked.

“What is it?!” Everyone asked with anticipation.

Steve pulled it out of the bag to show everyone, Eddie let out a snort and his drink shot out of his nose. It was a copy of Carrie on VHS.

“Now why the hell would you get me this Y/N?!” Steve asked jokingly of course.

“What? You said you had never seen it before!” You laughed. Eddie couldn’t stop laughing, he found it truly hilarious.

While everyone was inside, you pulled Robin outside to have a moment alone with her. You sat at the edge of the pool, the very same spot that you two had confessed your feelings for one another. “Hey pretty lady.” You say, giving her a small kiss on her nose.

“Hi there, beautiful.” She giggled. “You having a good time tonight?” She asked.

“I’m having an even better time now that I get to sit here with you.” You laid your head on her shoulder. You both had your feet in the pool and just sat and talked.

Robin started to go on about a movie that she had seen the other day and you couldn’t help but just stare at her and smile. She looked beautiful with the moonlight beaming on her. You were thinking about her cute freckles and how you could kiss them for hours on end, how her eyes sparkled when she was talking about the things she was passionate about, and how when she wears her hair up like she was tonight, there was always hair in front of her face and you’d have to move it out of the way for her. She was just perfect to you and was everything you had ever dreamed of.

She noticed you staring at her and stopped talking about the movie. “What? Oh god, is there something on my face?” She asked frantically, wiping her face.

You moved her hands out of her face and just held them in yours. “No no, there’s nothing on your face my love.” You giggled. “I just- I just love you so so much. More than anything in this world. You’re my everything Robin.”

“I love you too, so damn much.” She smiled and kissed your forehead. You both sat there in silence, just enjoying each other’s company in the cool night.

“And with that, congratulations class of ‘86!” Principal Higgins announced. You and the rest of your classmates threw your caps in the air in celebration. The auditorium was roaring with cheers and clapping from all the loved ones that had attended. Everyone had piled out into the parking lot and soon you met with your grandparents.

“We’re so proud of you darling!” Said your nana as she gave you a hug and a kiss, your papa following soon after. You thanked them and looked around for your friends and Robin.

“And there he is!” Your nana exclaimed as Eddie and his uncle Wayne approached you. She pulled him in for a big hug. Your grandparents loved Eddie as if he was a part of your family.

“We’re so proud of you Eddie!” Eddie could barely talk, he was fighting back tears all day. He just nodded in response, they knew what a big day this was for not just you, but for Eddie as well. Wayne had the biggest smile on his face all day. He loved and adored Eddie as if he were his son. He couldn’t be more proud of him.

Before you and Eddie met up with the rest of your friends to celebrate your achievements, you pulled him aside to have a moment with him.

“Eddie, I’m so beyond proud of you and how far you’ve come. You deserve great things in life, truly you do and I hope you know that. I’m so incredibly grateful to have met you and to have you as not only my best friend, but as someone that I consider family. You mean so much to me, I love you so much Eds.” You say to him.

He couldn’t hold his tears back anymore. He began to sob and you pulled him in for a hug. You don’t know where you’d be without Eddie. Yes, Robin was your girlfriend, but Eddie was your person. Just like Steve was to Robin.

“Okay, I think I'm good now.” Eddie said, pulling away from the hug. You handed him a tissue to wipe his eyes and blow his nose.. He didn’t want people to see him be vulnerable, that was a private moment for him and only a few people got to see him like this. You were one of them. Eddie trusted you more than anyone and he knew that you would never judge him or pick on him for the way that he was. He gained his composure and you both made your way to the rest of your friends to continue the celebration.

You and Robin sat in your usual spot in the field at the park having a picnic. It was her turn to pack the lunch and whenever it was her turn, she ALWAYS made sure to pack your favorites. You both had finished eating and were currently laying your head on Robin’s stomach while painting her nails. You giggled to yourself as you saw the tanlines where her rings were.

“Can I tell you something?” She asked.

“Of course you can my love!” You say looking up at her.

“I uh, this is gonna sound so stupid. Promise me you won't laugh at me okay?” She said with nervousness.

“I would never laugh at you baby.” You reassured her.

“Well before all of this-” She said, waving her hands around, indicating that she meant everything before you. “I used to think- oh god, I used to think that you were mean and scary.”

You sat up from your spot and looked at her. “Me?”

She looked down, like she was embarrassed. “Yeah…”

“Now why would you think that you goose?” You chuckled.

“You said you wouldn’t laugh!” She chuckled a bit.

“I’m not laughing at you, I promise! You’re just silly is all! Was it because I was a cheerleader?” You asked.

Robin nodded.

“Well am I still mean and scary now?” You ask as you tickle her. You both fell over and you continued to tickle her.

“I surrender! I surrender!” She laughed. You both chuckled together for a bit before just laying there. You moved a piece of hair out of her face and pulled her in for a kiss. Robin smiled into the kiss, she was truly happy. The kiss lasted for a bit longer until Robin pulled away. “I have something for you.” She said softly to you. She sat up and pulled a gift she had packed out of the basket.

“For me?” You ask sitting up. She handed you the gift and you kindly took it from her. You opened it and gasped at what was revealed. “No way!! You didn’t!” You exclaimed quickly unwrapping the rest of the present. Robin giggled. She had gotten you the entire Lord of the Rings book collection, including The Hobbit.

“This is perfect, thank you my sweet angel!” You thanked and gave her another kiss.

“You’re very welcome, I wanted to get you something special for graduation. I know you’ve been wanting to read all the books and now you don’t have to borrow Eddie’s beat up copies anymore.” She chuckled. It was true, Eddie’s copies had been through the ringer, he’s read them so much.

“I may have also gotten you a gift.” You say turning to your bag and grabbing a box with a bow on it.

“What is it?” She asked with a confused look on her face.

“Well open it and find out silly!” You chuckled.

She opened the box and her face lit up. “You remembered!” She said with awe.

“Of course I did, I was there when it broke, remember silly?” You had gotten her a new chain since her last one broke while at a cookout at Eddie’s.

“Thank you baby, I love it!” She thanked.

“Here let me help.” You had her turn around so you could help her put it on. “There, it’s perfect.” You say as she turns back to face you. You both stayed there for a while before it was time to meet everyone at the new ice cream shop.

“What took you guys so long?” Sam asked as she pulled you in for a hug.

“Yeah?! What were you two doing hmm?” Eddie teased.

“Okay calm down, we were at the park!” Robin laughed.

You all stood in line and waited to order your ice cream. There was a good amount of people there already waiting or eating their frozen treat. “Is this place even any good?” You asked.

“Yes!” The younger ones exclaimed in unison.

“How do you know? I thought this place was brand new?” You questioned.

“It was actually a shop in the mall before it had burned down.” Steve stated. You nodded your head to show you understood. “You know-”

“Oh hey would you look at that, we’re up next!” Robin interrupted. You looked at her with suspicion.

Once everyone had their ice cream, you found a table and sat down. “Hey guys-” Dustin started as he motioned toward Steve and Robin. “Do you remember when you used to work at Scoops Ahoy?”

You almost spit out your ice cream. “I’m sorry, what?!” You exclaimed.

“That’s what I was trying to say earlier before SOMEBODY interrupted me!” Steve stated looking to Robin.

“Is this true?” You asked, turning to your girlfriend, who had embarrassment written all over her face.

“Oh yeah! They had to wear uniforms and everything, the same as the ones they’re wearing I’m pretty sure!” Lucas said as he pointed to the workers behind the counter.

“Oh please tell me you still have that uniform!” You gasp and say to Robin.

“I may or may not still have it…” She said softly to you. “But what I DO have are photos of King Steve in his uniform!” Robin chuckled.

“Oh now that I absolutely HAVE to see!” Eddie proclaimed.

The entire group started laughing. You all were joking around with each other and having a good time. You lay into Robin as you all watch the sunset. You couldn’t help but start to think about the year you’ve had. Moving to Hawkins, meeting Eddie and the rest of the Hellfire gang, all the drama with Chrissy, and most importantly, meeting and falling in love with Robin. You began to get emotional just thinking about everything.

“Hey, you okay? What’s the matter love bug?” Robin asked as she noticed you getting teary eyed. She pulled you closer to her to comfort you.

You sniffled and shook your head. “Nothing’s wrong, everything is just- perfect. You’re perfect.” You say interlocking your fingers with hers. You never wanted this moment to end. There you were with the people you cared about more than anything. Life felt amazing, despite the ups and downs you faced this year. You wouldn’t have changed a thing.

“I love you so much.” Robin said, giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead.

You looked up at her and smiled. “I love you too.”

The End ♡

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doiefy · 5 months

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nct 127 as cursed college profs

very partially based on stupid shit i've had the pleasure and misfortune of seeing in my own classes. happy finals season girlies </3 i rise from my casket of inactivity to bring you the shit post i wrote on the subway on the way to an exam. whose class do you think you'd survive?

cw: cynical college humour because i'm coping, adult humour

taeil: not even that old, but barely knows how to use technology. spends the first 15 minutes of lectures trying to figure out zoom, then the rest of the time poorly explaining quantum mechanics from a textbook written 20 years ago. trips down the stairs two days into the semester and goes on medical leave, only to be spotted on vacation a week later. no one even gives him shit for it.

johnny: originally the cool, chill prof who occasionally went out for drinks with his classes, until he realized he was cool and tried to get even more hip with the kids. now he uses bad memes in his slides and films tiktoks in his lab. the number of students who ask to get drinks with him significantly boosts his ego, but no one tells him they’re doing it just to cross “drinking with a prof” off the frosh bingo card.

taeyong: the sweetest, loveliest, kindest soul you will ever meet—except he’s only taught twice in his life, just got put in as a replacement for a prof who tripped down the stairs, and gives you the most god-awful final exam known to man. he’s also stressed out (on your behalf) at any given moment, to the point where he just passes everyone with an 80 and calls it a day.

yuta: the hip, fashionable prof who only serves looks and random commentaries on society in the middle of his lectures. undergrads fight to the death to join his research group, but the ones who make it eventually realize he spends most of his time partying with the department’s money. yet still, groundbreaking work comes out of his lab every year…

doyoung: retired from research a few years ago to teach full time, but not a single person knows why. he may offer the clearest, live-saving explanations in his lectures—but he constantly looks like he wants to go home and will decimate your entire existence with a single look if you ask anything about the syllabus two weeks into the semester.

jaehyun: the hot single prof. every single freshman girlie has a sickening, concerning, fanfic-esque crush on him. some go as far as nearly failing his class and then booking office hours with him before finals, only to find out that he’s been using Doyoung’s teaching material for years, without credit. he is very much horrendous at teaching on his own. and very much gay.

jungwoo: wanted to go into early childhood education, somehow got coerced into doing his masters, then his phd, then post doc, then— still fulfills his dreams by treating his students like kindergarteners. this includes gentle parenting of frat boys who won’t shut the fuck up during class, handing out healthy vegan treats, and encouraging “mindful moments” while you write the hardest exam he has ever administered.

mark: refuses to teach because he doesn’t think any of the kids will take him seriously, is forced to anyways by the department. as a prodigy so fucking removed from what it’s like to be stupid, he ends all his quantum lectures with “this is pretty straightforward,” and books it back to his lab on an electric skateboard. yes he built it himself. no he won't let you try and ride it.

haechan: shares an office with mark and spends most of his free time figuring out which organic compounds he can mix together to perfectly recreate the texture and smell of cum. if he doesn’t show up to class, it’s because he’s terrorizing pigeons on the street for science. shows gruesome videos of explosions and chemical fires for a chemical safety lecture. has had the fire alarm pulled on him at least twice.

#nct #nct 127 #nct texts #nct imagines #nct fanfic #nct scenarios #nct timestamps #nct blurbs #nct dream #taeil #johnny #taeyong #yuta #doyoung #jaehyun #jungwoo #mark #haechan #shitpost

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nobianna · 9 months

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congrats!

summary: you're bf congratulating you after passing all of your test and exam

cumtent warning: onyankapon x black reader, no smut just fluff guys

novas notes: originally this was gonna be for armin but i figured yall would love ony more, lmk if yall want something with armin tho, happy bday onyannn,not proofread, minors dni, support black blogs.

"Alright cmon nie baby" you heard you're boyfriend speak behind you.

you were blindfolded as your man walked you to an unknown location, he had you get dolled up and told you that he was gonna spend time with you especially after not being able to for weeks.

" nigga you act like i can see where im going, you the one leading me" you responded back to him aggravated at the nerve of him

how dare he damn near ignore you for weeks and then suddenly tell you to get up, final exams stressed you out more than ever but when the person who you went too for peace couldn't be there for you it crushed you're soul.

so when you found out you passed all your exams with flying colors you rushed to tell your man, you were met with a bunch of "i knew you could do it, get ready we have a day planned"

but even when you had that small conversation he somehow still managed to not text you all day except the

you ready??

come outside, im hea

text you received 30 minutes prior to this exact moment.

so yes even though you know you were in for some kind of treat you were still upset at the lack of affection your boyfriend had given to you.

"watch ya mouth, we almost there" he too was clearly fed up with the attitude present in you're voice.

you had no response

you just wanted to get this over with.

after walking down some steps you felt him bend down and grab until your ankle and fondle with your heel strap

"ony what the hell is you doing" you asked looking down despite the fact that you couldn't even see him

"relax ma, i need you to help me take you're shoes off"

even though you were confused you obliged and helped him

your suspicions grew some more when you heard the sound of heavy waters crashing together and you could see the dim lights through out the blindfold.

you're questions were answered when you stepped off the final step and you felt the soft cool sand on your feet

you were indeed at the beach,alone,and at 8 pm.

"ony.." the attitude that was present earlier now gone, you now spoke in a calmer, quieter voice.

because what the fuck did this man plan.

"dont ask any questions just keep holding me"

after a short walk you were set down, and ony set right across from you and told you to take off your blindfold.

when you did you were met with a beautiful sight.

it was a candle lit dinner, there was rose petals, drinks and your favorite meals already set up.

" oh baby... you did not have to do all of this"

you noticed the beach house in the back figuring that you would be spending the rest of the night there.

" um.. yea i did, i always gotta show out for my girl"

lmk if yall want part 2 with some smut tho 🫣🤨

#nova writes #aot fandom #black writers #onyankopon smut #onyankopon x reader #connie springer #onyankopon x black y/n #onyankopon snk #connie smut #eren jeager smut #cancel white bitches #black reader #aot onyankopon #armin arlet headcanons #shorts

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samantha-rae-velcher · 8 months

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Class Final Pt.2

Math!Teacher!Jschlatt x Fem reader

Requested by: @chlorineafton ❤️

Warnings: Smut, swearing, Gym!Teacher!Swagger, Counselor!Ted, blow job (m receiving), semi public sex.

A/n 18+ NSFW! If you don't like the warnings please don't read! PLEASE KEEP MY COMMENT SECTION AGGRESSION FREE!

Tag: @goldenstarofthunderclan ❤️

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"Mmm, that's it princess." Schlatt groaned. "Take daddy all the way."

Y/n bobbed her head up and down, his hand tangled in her hair. Schlatt started slow thrusts into her mouth, the feeling of her wet tongue against his shaft making his knees weak.

His heart raced as a sheet of sweat formed over his body, Schlatt growled when he felt Y/n rubbing her clothed cunt against his shoe.

"Fuck, Daddy's gonna cum." Schlatt tightened his grip on her hair, his chest rising and falling as he panted. "Ahh- I'm cumming."

The rush of Schlatt's orgasm ripped him awake, he sat up in bed sweat dripped from his topless form. Moonlight dimly lit the room as he looked around, Schlatt stood up and made his way over to the window, looking outside at the cold rain coming down, knocking the red and orange leaves out of the trees.

"Fuck." He groaned, feeling his erection forming just from simply remembering his dream.

Schlatt walked into the bathroom, hopping into the shower to clean off before he went back to bed.

___

Monday (Math)

"Alright, since May we've been studying for the final exam, I don't wanna hear about how you aren't ready yet. You better fuckin be, you've had five months to prepare. That's more than enough time."

Y/n raised her hand, catching Schlatt's attention.

"Sir, what day is the test?" She asked.

"This Wednesday, I'll split you up like I did in July. Some of you in the computer lab, the cafeteria, the Gym, so on and so forth."

Y/n nodded, looking back down at her paper. Schlatt couldn't help the warm feeling he got when he had heard her voice, he didn't want her to stop talking. Schlatt rubbed the back of his neck and continued, occasionally glancing over at Y/n

When the bell rang and the rest of the students were out the door, Y/n closed it and made her way over to Schlatt's desk. He looked up, noticing the mischievous glint in her eye.

"What does my princess need? More extra credit?"

She shook her head, slowly moving around the desk and sliding onto his lap. Schlatt wrapped his arms around her and captured her lips in a kiss, it was warm and full of passion.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered.

"And you, Mr. Schlatt...are one of the handsomest men I have ever laid eyes on."

Schlatt chuckled, planting a peck against her lips.

"Why don't you come home with me tonight, sweetie pie?"

Y/n hesitated for a minute, glancing out the window. She wanted to so bad, spending a night with him would be everything she's ever wanted. There was something inside her, a need to be with him. It felt so right when she was with him, the sudle glances they gave each other during class, the quick kiss before she left for the night, and she came in really early in the morning just so they could be together for awhile before the other students arrived.

"Okay." She said, smiling and glancing down at his lips.

He noticed the look, a smirk spreading over his face.

"What?" He asked. "What is it? You wanna give daddy another kiss?"

Y/n nodded, leaning in and pressing her lips against his.

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Monday (Counseling)

"How are you doing?" Counselor Nivison asked.

"Oh, I'm alright. Just a little nervous about the finals."

He nodded, looking down at his folder.

"Think your gonna pass it?"

"When do I ever fail?"

"Exactly." He chuckled. "That's the confidence I wanna see. Go in there and grab that test by the ass, show the world you can pass that final."

"That's what I plan to do."

"Do you wanna talk about anything that might be going on in school? Grades...a boyfriend...a crush?"

Y/n blushed red. Did he know? No, how could he...unless he lives in the fuckin walls...

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Monday (Gym)

Y/n and Mr. Souls sat on the bleachers while the other students played basket ball.

"How's Schlatt been treating you?" he asked.

"Great, I'm happy."

"Not pushing too much is he?"

Y/n shook her head, silence falling between them.

"I think Counselor Nivison knows what happened."

"Ted? How could he? No one else was there."

"No...but there's still cameras in the classrooms."

Mr. Souls smacked his palm against his forehead, he thought for a second.

"You're 18 right?" He asked.

"Eric, I'm in college. I'm actually 19."

"Thank God."

Y/n giggled, "You guys couldn't lose your jobs for this could you?"

"If they found out we basically gang banged you over a desk...yeah. but in this collage, a teacher and student relationship isn't against the rules, unless your fucking on a desk."

Y/n nodded, "I hope he doesn't say anything to Principal Kif, I don't even know for sure if he knows. Either way, Schlatt and I are spending time together tonight."

Eric smiled, "Good for you two, I'll keep an eye on Nivison. If he tries to say anything...I'll make him fuckin regret it."

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Ted watched as Y/n pulled her bookbag out of her locker, Schlatt walking up and discreetly kissing her temple.

"You ready to go, princess?" He asked.

Y/n nodded, taking his hand as they headed for the door. Ted went to fallow them, but Eric came out of nowhere and pulled him into the science room.

He closed the door, and slammed Ted into the wall. Yeah, Eric was shorter but he was still intimidating. The counselor swallowed the lump in his throat, fear setting in.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Eric growled.

"How was she?"

There was silence between them for a moment, before Eric broke it.

"What?" He asked, sounding stunned.

"I've dreamt of how she'd feel, how she'd sound begging for me."

Eric lowered his brows, "You wanna fuck Y/n?"

Ted nodded, "Do you have any idea what it's like? Sitting in my office with her, those beautiful eyes looking to me for guidance, putting her trust in me? Letting me know some over her most deepest secrets? Ive wanted to feel her for so long, and now...Schlatt has her in his grips."

Mr. Souls patted his shoulder, "I think we can work something out."

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"Welcome to my home." Schlatt said, opening the door for Y/n.

She walked inside, dropping her bag next to the door. Her eyes wandered, surprised at how comfortable his house looked, it made her feel calm.

"You like it?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's so you."

Y/n turned to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a bruising kiss. He hoisted her up onto his hips, pressing her back into the wall. Y/n groaned when she felt his erection through his pants, she ran her hand between them and started palming at his cock, making his breath hitch.

"Fuck, I need you." He growled, pushing her dress up and smirked when felt she was wasn't wearing panties.

Schlatt rubbed slow circles against her clit, trailing hot wet kisses down her neck. He slipped his fingers into her, while still abusing her clit with his thumb.

"You're so fuckin wet, sweet pea." He whispered.

"N-need you."

"Yeah? You want Daddy to fuck you?"

"Mhm, p-please."

With a dark chuckle, Schlatt pulled his cock from his trousers and lined himself up with her. He gripped her hips, slowly sliding past her entrance.

They pressed their foreheads together, both letting out a strained moan as he bottomed out. Y/n pressed a feather light kiss against his lips, telling him she was ready.

Schlatt started with slowly thrusts, their breathing in sync as he went faster. Y/n buried her face in his shoulder as he rutted into her.

"Such a pretty girl." He whispered. "Gonna make you fuckin cry."

"P-please, don't stop."

Schlatt smiled, her words making him go harder. His hand returned to her clit, rubbing tight quick circles against it.

"You like that? Huh? You like it when I fuck you like that?"

"Mhm, I- ahh! Please! More, I need more!"

Schlatt pulled out, pushing her to her hands and knees, getting behind her and pressing her head to the floor.

Schlatt thrusted back into her, keeping up his relentless pace. His fingers worked magic against her clit, making tears stream down her face and soak into his carpet.

"You gonna cum, princess?"

"Oh God! Y-yes."

He smiled leaning over so his chest was pressed to her back, he thrusted as hard and as fast as he could go, eating up every moan and cry she made.

"I- I'm so close."

"Cum for me, let daddy feel you baby."

His words sent her over the edge, Schlatt soon after. He kissed the back of her neck and tucked himself away, rolling her onto her side and picking her up bridal style.

Schlatt brought her over to his couch and laid her down, pressing a gentle kiss to her head.

"Ill be right back."

He went over to the door, picking up both their bags and bringing them into the kitchen. Schlatt set hers on the table and rummaged through his, snatching out his phone.

The screen read: One new message from Eric

Schlatt shrugged, typing in his code and going into texts.

Eric: Hey, hope you and Y/n are having a good time. Ran into Nivison, this fucker has some secrets we didn't know about.

Schlatt: what do you mean?

Eric: it involves Y/n, I'll call you later. I got a basketball game to coach for. You two enjoy your night.

THE END ❤️

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milliewrtes · 7 months

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Raindrops and Libraries | n.jaemin

Summary

In which you finally get to talk to your university crush with the help of the rain and the library

Warnings

none, just fluff :))

Idiot.

Had you known it was going to rain, you would have packed an umbrella. But of course, on the one day you decided to be careless, you left your umbrella at your dorm room.

You stood in front of the library, looking up at the dark gray sky, harsh raindrops falling into the pavement in front of you.

After lunch, you decided to head to the library to study for your upcoming midterm exams. You studied for about 3 hours before deciding to give your brain a break and go back to your dorm for a quick little nap.

Fate had other plans.

Lost in thought, you didn't hear the footsteps behind you.

"Want to share my umbrella?" A voice asked behind you.

It wasn't just any voice though. It was his. Na Jaemin, your crush ever since you started university.

When you first arrived at your university, he was the first person to catch your attention. He was standing in front of the boys' dorms, talking to some of his friends.

You immediately took notice of his bunny-like smile, long lashes, and overall, his handsome face.

It didn't take long for you to fall for him, especially after noticing that he didn't have just a beautiful face, but a beautiful soul too.

Did you ever talk to him though? No. Does he even know you exist? No. Will you ever try to talk to him?

Hell no. That was intimidating.

Realizing you had yet to give him an answer, you rushed out a response.

"Um, sure? I can just wait it out though." You said, you didn't want to waste his time.

He have you a small smile. "It's absolutely no problem."

He opened his umbrella and stepped out into the rain. He held out his hand for you, to help you get down the wet steps of the library.

Your heart thumped in your chest.

You took his hand and was immediately tucked into his side. He wrapped his arm around your waist and started off to the dorms.

You tried not to overthink the action. He's just being nice. The umbrella is kind of small and doesn't want you to get wet. You thought.

The library wasn't that far from the dorms, thank goodness. It was kind of awkward given you and Jaemin don't really talk.

You reached your building and stepped out of the umbrella.

You turned to face him. "Thanks for helping me out Jaemin." You said, trying your best to avoid eye contact.

"It was no biggie, Y/n." He said, flashing you his famous smile.

You flushed pink. He knew your name? You couldn't believe it. You had never spoken a single word to him and yet he knew your name?

Silence followed after that, you didn't know how to respond. You were kind of sad that you had to part ways.

He cleared his throat. "Hey, I know we're not that close but I would really like to have coffee with you to get to know you better. Wanna join me for some tomorrow at The Coffee Shop? At around 4?"

You wanted to jump for joy, did you? Was that even a question?

"Sure." You returned, giving him a soft smile, finally making eye contact.

"Great!" His smile got bigger, if that was even possible. "I'll pick you up tomorrow."

You nodded, you couldn't wipe the grin off your face.

"Make sure you shower and change clothes once you get inside, wouldn't want you getting sick now do we, hm? See you tomorrow, Y/n." He gave you a wink and made his way to the boys dorms. You watched him make his way down the road. You continued to stare at his figure until he was completely out of sight.

You couldn't help but thank whatever high being was up there for the rain.

Fate had other plans.

AHHHHHH my first imagine :3 If there are any mistakes pls ignore, I tried my best to edit and write in the middle of the night. please don't forget to like and reblog this post, and to follow me for more! pls don't hesitate to send in requests! I need inspo!

#jaemin #jaemin imagines #jaemin x reader #nct #nct dream #nct u #nct imagines #nct dream imagines #nct u imagines #kpop #kpop imagines #nct scenarios #kpop scenarios

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earthtooz · 2 years

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a dear writer [@lytters] asked for shinso content and i said YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND BC I LOVE SHINSO!!!!!!!

in which you bake with shinso at 1am

when shinso stumbled downstairs for a class of water during the middle of the night, he wasn’t expecting to see another soul already occupying the kitchen.

nor was he expecting it to be you, busy amidst various mixing bowls, measuring cups and baking trays. there were dozens of each, and the whirring of the oven gave him a vague idea of what you were doing.

why were you running a commercial kitchen at this hour - 1 am, of the night?

shinso hesitated as he lurked in the shadows, watching you operate in the dim yet warm lighting of the UA kitchens since he wasn’t so sure if he had the guts to talk to you. especially when his bed-hair was a mess and his shirt was wrinkled, a sign of the peaceful rest he was having, but even if he was having the slumber of his life, he did not want to appear like a mess in front of you.

at the realisation that he was being a creep and that he should probably check up on you rather than prioritising his own humility, shinso finally stepped out of the dark and walked into the luxurious kitchen.

he watches as you spoon the flour, measuring it out-

“what are you doing-”

“-huh!”

the metal spoon clanks loudly onto the counter, the offensive noise causing the both of you to wince. you notice the flour that was now all over your shirt and the counter, but more importantly, you finally notice the purple-haired's presence.

“shinso! you scared me!” you exclaimed in a hushed tone, not wanting to be loud and wake anyone up. the dorms were quite spacious, you doubt noise could travel that far but still.

“sorry,” he mutters, ignoring the way his heart was going into overdrive.

was it because of the scare or you?

it was definitely you. sweet, friendly, loveable you, who has managed to lure shinso’s heart in line and sinker without even realising it. he had his first glance at you at the UA sports festival where he managed to watch you after his match, admiring you in complete awe and fascination. what harboured as the tiniest crush then intensified during the joint training between class a and class b. thankfully, he wasn’t up against you but you were kind enough to spark conversation alongside kaminari and midoriya, all three of you beaming at him with a friendly welcome.

but he was quickly knocked back down to earth when he realised just how ferocious you could really be. he thanked his lucky stars that he wasn’t the team fighting against yours.

it’s hard to believe that the same person he’s feared and admired from afar for the past year was now baking… cookies? at 1 am.

“it’s okay,” you smile at him gently. “did you need something? why are you here?”

“i just wanted to get a glass of water and head back to bed but since you’re here-”

“-oh my gosh! i’m sorry, i don’t mean to stop you. you can go ahead.”

“no no, it’s okay. i think i’m the one that intruded,” he stumbles towards the cabinet of glasses and retrieves one, filling it up with water before chugging it down swiftly. water hits, y’know? “what are you baking instead of sleeping?

“aww, shinso, are you worried for me?”

he huffs in response. the answer is yes, he is very worried for you.

his silence doesn’t deter you, “i’m making cookies for the class. we all had our first exam of the year yesterday and we all managed to pass! that’s a record by the way. so i thought i’d do something nice for everyone.”

“do you always do this?”

you nod your head, cracking an egg into the bowl, “never by myself though. i always do it with sato but i think he’s still suffering the aftermath of a sugar high. i'm letting him sleep tonight.”

he lets your words and actions sink in for a moment. without thinking, he offers a quiet ‘would you like some help?’

you almost don’t hear him over the whirring of the oven.

“no, no, it’s okay!” you reassure, “i just have two batches left and after that i’m done! you should go back to bed.”

“are you sure?”

“some help would be nice but i don’t want to inconvenience you,” as an afterthought, you add, “besides, you rejected my invitation to cook dinner together so i kinda assumed you’re a bad cook.”

shinso sees the upturn of a smirk playing upon your lips, a sign that you were simply messing around. he remarks by saying, “hey, well now i know. will you allow me a redemption round?"

in truth, he had been deeply regretting the incident that occurred. not too long ago, you had offered for him to join you in making dinner for the class, but in a moment of panic, shinso simply became too flustered and rushed out the quickest ‘no!’ of his life before scrambling away. he didn’t catch the moment of shock that graced your features at his outburst and how you hid your disappointment at the self-conceived idea of shinso not wanting to spend time with you.

you spout something between a laugh and a gasp, “excuse you, i made the meanest chow mein that night.”

he laughs, “you did.”

shinso closes the gap between you by taking a step closer, “now, how can i help?”

you hand him the packet of unopened chocolate, commanding him to cut it into chunks.

it’s a peaceful and methodical routine you’ve established. as you instruct shinso around, you fall into a harmonious pattern of preparing and baking, with nothing but the music of your rapid heartbeats keeping you company.

as you put the last batch in the oven, you both let out a sigh of relief. a comfortable silence dawns upon you whilst you take the moment the admire shinso under the melancholic light of the kitchen. how (un)fortunate for you that such a beautiful man was now your classmate. it wasn’t helping that there was something so indescribably intimate about the night you’ve shared. baking with someone at the earliest hours of the morning was not something mere classmates did, but neither of you dared to address it, especially not when your fingers kept brushing together.

whilst the last batch cools, shinso slump down on the chair with a sigh of content, eyes beginning to feel heavy and the prospect of sleeping becomes a little too appealing. he doesn’t retreat yet though, not when he notices that you’re walking towards him with a box of cookies.

“thanks for the help,” you mutter. shinso takes the box happily, gazing upon several goods sorted neatly in the paper packaging that you had handed him.

sitting down beside him, you flash him a soft, yet genuine smile, “i’m glad you’re in class a now, shinso. we’re going to have a lot of fun together.”he can’t help but grin too, “i’m glad i’m here too.” (glad that he’s here with you, possibly the most captivating and exquisite person he’s ever met, but he won’t tell you that, not until the time is right and the music in his heart grows into a distinguishable melody only for you.)

this was so quick but i couldn't resist writing it as soon as i got the inspiration!!! shinso is so SKRUNKLY AND SO CUTE!!!!!!!!

i'm not entirely happy with that i just wrote but i still think it's pretty cute :)

#YOUR PROMPT GAVE ME SO MANY IDEAS L #AHHHHHH #mha x reader #shinso x reader #shinsou x reader #shinso hitoshi x reader #shinsou histoshi x reader #my hero academia x reader #shinso fic #shinsou fic #shinsou x reader fic #shinso x reader fic #mha x reader fic #bnha x reader #boku no hero academia x reader

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alexlovesfanfics · 1 month

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Hazbin Hotel and DC Crossover

So I’m sure we all know DC’s stupid decision to send Damian to hell right? Well I think I figured out a way to make it sense without undermining Damian's whole arc. And yes I came up with this BC I wanted to see him interact with Charlie BC he would definitely be the only person other than Vaggie to believe in her vision or at the very least hope it would come into fruition.

So back in the day the Waynes struggled with having kids so they made a deal with Lucifer (though Asmodeus makes more sense) that would guarantee them heirs for a few generations.

Fast forward to Damian’s death. He's supposed to get into Heaven but because of the fact that he and a few paternal grandparents were born through a deal with Lucifer, he gets sent to Hell instead BC Heaven wants nothing to do with anything remotely hell related.

So he ends up in Hell and the first thing he sees is the commercial for the Hazbin Hotel. Now remember, Damian has spent months trying to redeem himself and one of the first things he does after coming back from the dead is to go on the Year of Atonement. So he immediately goes there to try and redeem himself.

However the moment he shows up, Charlie as the princess of Hell notes that there's something wrong with his soul and that it doesn't belong there. Despite this she's delighted to have another Patron, especially one who is eager to redeem themself.

However as time goes on, the fact that Damian doesn't belong there becomes more and more obvious. Yeah he can be mean but he's a good person. He doesn't kill and helps in his own way.

This comes to a head when Lucifer comes to visit and he also recognises that Damian doesn't belong. But he actually knows the reason BC he can recognize the magic on Damian and he explains the whole deal thing the Waynes did and admits that Damian should be in Heaven. Then the whole Charlie and her dad reconciliation happens and she gets a meeting in Heaven and she argues for Damian to be allowed into Heaven along with the redeemed sinners. Obviously Adam, Lute, and Sera don't allow it and the whole 'You didn't know' song kicks off.

After the major 'reveal', Charlie comes back to the hotel crushed and Damian has a whole crisis BC while he is glad he should be in Heaven and that he has redeemed himself, the problem is that he can never go to Heaven BC of the way he was born. He talks about it with Pentious and he gives a whole speech about how it doesn't matter whether or not Heaven lets him in, what matters is that Damian is a good person. Damian cheers up and resolves to help Charlie defend the hotel.

The rest of the finale kicks off like normal and Pentious gets redeemed. Charlie wonders if she can convince Heaven to let Damian in too but he tells her it doesn't matter. He likes helping people and wants to stay and help her run the hotel to help more people find redemption like the Batfam helped him. It ends with him being added to the staff of the Hotel.

Idk it's a v disjointed idea but I think it has potential. I might Inshallah write this after my exams

Also sidenote, Damian's demon form would either be very similar to his human form to drive home the fact that he doesn't belong, or it would resemble a robin. No I take no criticism

#damian wayne #charlie morningstar #hazbin charlie #hazbin lucifer #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lucifer #sir pentious #hazbin pentious #hazbin hotel pentious #angel pentious #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel #lmk if I should tag anything else #shut up alex

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hanilessa · 10 months

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before reading please pay attention to the series masterlist, to make sure you have read the previous chapters!

your likes, reblogs and replies are greatly appreciated! i hope you like it, enjoy reading!

HALF AN HOUR FOR LOVE — Childe x F!Reader Chapter 12. Teenage crush

Childe tensed even more, you could feel it by the way he gripped your hand tightly. You assumed that the ginger man knew this man, but it seemed to you that Tartaglia didn't experience joy from their meeting. His face was cold-blooded, his blue eyes reflected only seriousness.

You uncertainly turned to an unfamiliar man and an unfamiliar girl, who timidly hid behind man's back and looked at the three of you with big blue eyes.

She seemed very cute to you, and when her gaze shifted to you, you tried to give her a friendly smile. The stranger's cheeks turned red, and she immediately hurried to look away.

You followed her gaze and saw that the girl's eyes landed on Xiao, who flinched uncertainly, and you noticed that his cheeks were covered with a slight blush.

The girl's cheeks also blushed red, and she hurried to look away. Your brother clutched his notebook in his hands and also turned away.

You thought that it was very cute. It looks like Xiao fell in love for the first time. The realization that your brother was becoming an adult sent a slight thrill into your heart, and you allowed yourself to smile in anticipation of how you would tease him.

Meanwhile, the unfamiliar man continued to speak.

"Please forgive me for my rudeness. My name is Ayato." He said turning his attention to you. Childe bit his lip nervously, worried that this meeting might end in something bad.

He couldn't know that Ayato might do or say in this situation. You and he hadn't met up to this point, but Childe knew of his friend's cunning nature and that the blue-haired man wouldn't miss an opportunity to make some hint or say some ambiguous phrase.

Like the last time they met.

Tartaglia glanced in your direction from the corner of his eye. Your face remained calm and confident. He always liked that about you. He exhaled and also cheekily smiled at Ayato, showing his relaxed demeanor. Everything will be okay.

"Ayaka, please introduce yourself. I can't speak for you every time." The man turned to the girl, who was standing next to him. She nodded excitedly and finally stepped forward, her arms clenched in front of her.

"H-hello, my name is Ayaka." The blue-haired girl bowed and lifted her head to look at your brother again. When their eyes met again, Xiao blushed deeply and turned his head away, causing you to chuckle softly.

"My name is Y/n." You smiled friendly as Ayato's gaze rested on the spot where your hand joined with Childe's. That piercing gaze made you feel a little nervous, but you instantly came to your senses and nudged Xiao with your shoulder to make him introduce himself.

"I'm Xiao." Your brother muttered and turned away again, blushing and making you shake your head. He didn't have any manners.

"I see you and Childe know each other." You said it to keep up the conversation, talking to Ayato.

His eyes finally left your hand and Childe's hand, and he looked into your eyes again. It seemed to you that his cold blue eyes could penetrate your soul and turn it inside out.

"Yes, Childe and I are old friends." The blue-haired man nodded, giving you a smile that didn't impress you. "I can assume that you came here today for the same reason that Ayaka and I did."

"You're right." You nodded and smoothed down the hair on Xiao’s head, who immediately brushed your hand off his head and snorted in embarrassment. "My brother has entrance exams today."

Xiao awkwardly stomped around next to you, trying to avoid other people's eyes. The great hall of the academy smelled of dye. You thought about the fact that the smell of dye didn't have time to disappear after the holidays, so gradually your head began to hurt.

"Well, then I can wish you good luck, young man." Ayato said to your brother, drawing his attention.

"Thank you." Xiao murmured his gratitude indistinctly and frowned again, showing that he didn't like to participate in this conversation.

"C-can I ask you… ahem…" Ayaka’s quiet voice came from the side, and it seemed that she became even more embarrassed when all of you paid attention to her.

The girl exhaled, gathered her thoughts together and looked at your brother with confidence.

"Which educational specialty do you want to apply for?" The blue-haired girl asked, putting her hand to her chest and looking with interest into your brother's golden eyes.

Xiao was embarrassed, and it seemed to you that due to embarrassment he wasn't able to answer her, but after a few seconds, you heard his hoarse, stammering voice.

"Medical education department." The boy said briefly, embarrassed by the girl's attention.

"This is cool! Me too." Ayaka smiled happily and clapped her hands, and out of the corner of your eye you noticed that Xiao smiled a little. "We will learn together! It's so nice to make a friend on the day of the entrance exams!"

Kamisato Ayato chuckled knowingly, placing his right hand over his mouth.

"Teenage crush is so sweet and wonderful." Ayato's eyes flashed with a sly light that was directed in your direction. And then he asked, "Have you ever experienced this, Y/n?"

You were taken aback by such a sudden and embarrassing question, but you tried to answer in a more or less confident voice.

"No, I've never been in love before." Your cheeks flushed a little, and you felt uncomfortable revealing the details of your personal life to strangers.

"Hm?" The blue-haired man smiled slyly, and this smile seemed to Childe something that portends trouble. "It's strange that you have never fallen in love, when you have a man like Childe by your side."

It seemed to Tartaglia that his heart sank into his heels. He shuddered as his gaze caught Ayato's sly smile and his cunning blue eyes that seemed to be mocking him.

A feeling of hatred and irritation towards a friend rose in a wave in his soul and spread through his body.

Your cheeks turned red, your eyes darted from side to side, and you didn't know where to put yourself. Childe is only a friend. Only a friend.

You needed something to say, and so you frantically thought about it. And an unexpected, but such a necessary thought at the moment finally visited you.

"A-ah, look at the clock!" You stuttered, and everyone except you turned their attention to the clock that hung on the wall in the hall. You told to Xiao and Ayaka, "You two need to hurry up! Do you want to miss your entrance exams?"

And you let go of Childe's hand from yours as you stepped forward. His skin was immediately covered with an indescribable cold, and he wanted to stop you, not let you leave.

He felt so alone and weak when you let go of his hand. In his eyes raged a hurricane of hitherto unseen emotions. Being close to you and not being able to constantly hold your hand seemed to him a very cruel perspective.

Did he want to be more than just a friend to you? It seemed to Tartaglia that he was in a slow-motion dream in which he was trying to catch up with you. But you found yourself further and further away from him, despite all his attempts to be closer to you.

You moved away from him as quickly as numbers grow exponentially, leaving him behind.

Childe watched sadly as you and two teenagers disappeared around a bend in the hallway, leaving the two men alone. One of them with a gaping void in his chest.

Ayato followed his friend's gaze and chuckled, clasping his hands behind his back as he leisurely walked down the long hall of the academy.

Silence enveloped the hall, the only sound being the heels of Ayato's shoes tapping on the floor with every step he took. And the sound of how fast Childe's heart was beating in his chest.

At that moment, many feelings and emotions overwhelmed his soul. After many years, he returned to the place with which his childhood and teenage years were associated.

The ginger man didn't know how he should have felt about it. Perhaps it could have been pleasant nostalgia accompanied by a sad smile.

The fact that after so many years he came here with you really stirred his heart. For some reason, he really wanted to show you here every corner, every place in which Tartaglia felt happy. He wanted you to share his happiness.

But when Ayato appeared in front of him, it seemed to Childe that you and he were from different ends of a huge mountain that towered majestically above your heads.

There was no cave here to take a shortcut, no way around the mountain. There was only the way up, difficult and thorny, which is filled with ups and downs. But for some reason, Childe was sure that for you he would have gone this way.

The place where you would be waiting for him with a happy smile on your lips seemed to him the most beautiful dream, for which it's worth turning any of the highest mountains.

And first he needs to start with the mountain that his friend erected.

"What are you up to?" The ginger man finally broke the oppressive silence, his casual tone of voice cutting through the air around him.

Ayato stopped a few steps away from the man and turned to him, pretending not to understand his friend's question. Kamisato Ayato's eyes expressed sincere misunderstanding and surprise.

Tartaglia, like no one else, knew how well the blue-haired man could simulate various emotions.

"You know very well what I'm talking about." Childe growled impatiently, clearly annoyed by Ayato's childish behavior.

The blue-haired man sighed with a grin, knowing that Tartaglia didn't like to be kept waiting. They had known each other since childhood, and both men had very complex nature, which not everyone managed to curb.

Therefore, Ayato decided not to provoke Childe anymore, remembering the incident that happened the last time they met.

"I have a feeling that you're not moving forward, so I decided to push you to take more decisive action." Ayato shrugged, casually tossing his blue bangs.

The ginger man rolled his eyes and shoved his hands into his coat pockets as he walked close to his friend. Their eyes met in a sparkling dance of mockery and annoyance.

"I don't care about your feelings." Tartaglia's voice was cold, like the water of the Arctic Ocean, and the man with blue hair felt as if he had been plunged right into this cold water when he heard Childe's voice.

As a friend, no, as a man who had known Tartaglia since childhood, he knew better than anyone that when Childe was angry, no one should stand in his way.

"I don't care about your feelings." The ginger man repeated his words, maintaining a cool calmness. "If you dare to tell her anything or hurt her, I won't look at the fact that we are friends, and I'll make you regret it very much."

His dead, empty eyes, which seemed to have lost any hint of light, expressed only seriousness, and it seemed to Ayato that his friend's eyes metaphorically pressed him to the floor, as if a large hard stone had fallen on him.

Kamisato Ayato knew that Childe Tartaglia never joked with anyone. And if he wants, he will always do what he said.

However, Ayato only chuckled and returned to his relaxed expression, "You shouldn't make such an intimidating face. Otherwise, your beloved Y/n will get scared and run away."

"You piss me off." Tartaglia said wearily, running his hand over his face and also returned to his calm look. It was amazing how easily he could switch between his emotions.

Ayato shrugged his shoulders with a smirk.

"The clock is ticking and your princess still keep a decent distance from you, Childe." He tapped his wrist, pretending to tap on a real wristwatch. "There isn't much time left before the wedding. I heard that you and Lumine are going to have a wedding rehearsal soon."

The ginger man furrowed his brows, making a displeased and annoyed look.

"I wonder if friends of the bride and groom are allowed to the wedding rehearsal?" The blue-haired man again made an innocent expression, after which his lips broke into the most evil smile. "I wouldn't mind bringing Y/n to your rehearsal."

"Stop your jokes, otherwise I won't look at the fact that we are in an educational institution, and I'll hit you hard, like that time." To Ayato's surprise, the ginger man reacted calmly to his provocation, however, in his blue eyes one could see a blazing spark of anger. "How's your back, by the way? Doesn't hurt?"

The blue-haired man's eyes widened in surprise, leaving him in mild shock, but after a few seconds he was laughing out loud with his hand to his forehead.

"I didn't think she could influence you so much." Ayato's eyes flashed with excitement. "Now I want to know more about her. Will you arrange a private meeting for us?"

"Don't even dream about it." Tartaglia snorted in annoyance, throwing a glance at his friend filled with hostility and wariness.

"Don't think anything vulgar." The blue-haired man laughed, pretending to be innocent. "For the first time in my life I see you from such a side, and I'm interested in the person who influenced you."

"I won't let you get anywhere near her."

Ayato seemed to want to say something else, but your loud voice interrupted him. The men turned at the sound of your voice, and Tartaglia noticed with excitement that your expression was frightened and nervous.

Without thinking twice, Childe hastened to rush towards you, catching you in his arms when you tried to slow down and buried yourself in his chest. You lifted your frightened eyes, and the ginger man's heart sank into his heels when he noticed small tears in your eyes.

"We have problems." You said as your body trembled in his arms.

"I repeat once again that there are no more empty seats in the classroom." The voice of the woman who spoke to you oozed with irritation and impatience, because she was already trying to explain for the umpteenth time that the classroom had run out of seats.

"How can that be?!" You couldn't put up with such injustice.

Why didn't these people provide enough work places for the students who are taking their exams today?

Excitement washed over you, "Are there really no more classrooms where there is an opportunity to pass exams?"

You glanced anxiously at Xiao and Ayaka, who also looked sad and flustered at this turn of events. They were insanely nervous and looked at the rest of the students who were sitting in the classroom in confusion.

You couldn't let all your brother's dreams and labors go to waste because of such a misunderstanding in which he was a victim of circumstance.

"I have already said that the equipment that will be needed for passing the entrance exams is only in this classroom." The woman was relentless, giving you a cold gaze that made you shiver. "Show understanding."

"What kind of understanding can there be when you don't have understanding for people who have come a long way to get into this academy?!" Your anger knew no bounds.

"Y/n, calm down…" You heard your brother’s voice, but it didn’t calm you down.

"All those who failed to pass the exams today will be able to take it next year." The woman kept calm, ignoring your words.

"Next year?!" You exclaimed and wanted to say something else, but you felt someone's hands ring your waist and press you closer to hard chest.

"Take a deep breath, Y/n." A soothing whisper sounded over your ear, Tartaglia's hot breath scorched your skin, and you calmed down a little, putting your thoughts in order. "I'll deal with it."

Ayato, who was standing next to his sister, raised an eyebrow with a sneer as he noticed how Childe's gaze turned back into the same gaze he had given him just a few minutes ago.

The same sharp and cold gaze, ready to tear to pieces everyone who gets in his way. And everyone who hurts his loved ones.

"Can I see the principal?" The ginger man asked, continuing to hold you in his strong arms.

But for some reason at the moment it didn't bother you at all. On the contrary, you felt his support, calmness and self-confidence. And to some extent it was transferred to you too.

"Did someone want to see me?" A woman's voice was heard from the side. Woman had a very pleasant, deep voice, but at the same time there was a certain spark of mischief and self-confidence in it.

You turned in the direction of the voice and saw a woman with long white hair and red eyes, who studied all of you in turn. There was a contented smile on her lips.

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