#he’s not the most popular member by any means but he doesn’t care he’s just enjoying it all while he can

[a11eya]

TITLE: do you still think about me?

PAIRING: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

SUMMARY: Okay, so you had the biggest, most embarrassing crush on Bakugou when you were both in high school. He was kind of your first love, if you believe in those kinds of things. But you got over it. It's fine.

You see Bakugou sometimes at hangouts, at get-togethers. He's in your orbit, or you're in his, because of your mutual friends. You're all adults now, so it's fine. It's a little weird, but fine.

You're supposed to be on vacation, at a place that's hours away from Musutafu. You're not sure what you've done to deserve it, but Bakugou's here too. And instead of both of you pretending the other doesn't exist, as usual, he's talking to you. He's everywhere. It's fine.

(It's not fine.)

TAGS: pro hero Bakugou Katsuki, aged-up characters, friends to lovers (being generous with that friends label lol), fluff, pining, eventual smut

The ryokan’s lobby is bustling, voices a soft buzz echoing through the space. Some guests are like you, waiting for check-in, and other guests are partaking in the complimentary drinks and snack bar. It all calls to mind vacations you went on with your family, growing up. 

Sighing, you sink into an armchair, letting the fatigue from a long trip on a train and subsequent car ride sink in, shed off. 

“Here,” Rie says, setting a cup of tea and a cookie on the table in front of you. She sits in the chair across from you. “You’re grumpy because you haven’t had any sugar today. Eat these. There’s more up front, at the snack bar.” 

“Thanks mom,” you say, and she leans forward to flick you on the forehead. You wince. 

“Just because we’re friends doesn’t mean you can get away with your sass. Especially while we’re on vacation,” she tells you, then lifts her own cup of tea to her lips. You scrunch your face up at her. 

Her eyes flick past you, and she blinks rapidly. You recognize that expression—up to no good. 

“Oh hey,” she says, affecting a casual tone. “Look who just walked in.” 

Rie waits for you to look, but you’re not so easily led around. You narrow your eyes at her. She raises a brow at you. A moment passes. 

Your curiosity’s too strong. You turn and regret it. 

It’s Bakugou. Bakugou Katsuki. What the hell is he doing here?

You immediately swing back around, scowling deeply. You can feel your ears getting warm. 

She gives you a Cheshire grin, finger gunning you. “It’s your first love.”

“Rie, I will leave.” 

She scoffs. “Yeah, right. And miss out on the massages we booked? The onsen? I don’t think so.”

“You don’t know what I’m capable of,” you say darkly. 

She snickers, tilts her head at you. “You don’t want to say hi?” 

“Not really, no,” you say. “And if you call him over, I’ll kill you. Hanta will be sad, but he’ll get over it.” 

Rie laughs. “I don’t know about that. He is dating me, after all.”

“I’ve known him longer. He’ll forgive me.” 

The two of you switch over your attention to an approaching receptionist. 

“Thank you so much for waiting,” he says. “Your room is ready now. Please follow our staff. We’ll take care of your bags.”

You let them take your luggage, too distracted by staying out of Bakugou’s line of sight to pay attention to the small talk the receptionist’s making. Thankfully Rie’s chatting cheerfully with him, leaving you to your task. 

As you enter a hallway leading off the lobby area, you catch a last glimpse of Bakugou. He’s speaking to a staff member at the front desk area, presumably checking in. He’s alone. You wonder if anyone will be joining him, or if he’s here by himself. 

Shaking your head, you push away those thoughts. It’s none of your business. This ryokan’s rather large, and it’s popular with tourists and locals alike. You doubt you’ll see him again during your stay. 

You stare doubtfully at the email Sero forwarded you, then look up at him, your eyebrows furrowed. 

“Hanta, this is a luxury onsen ryokan. And you want me to go with Rie? Why aren’t you going?”

Sero claps his hands together in front of his face. “Please? The agency denied my time off request because we’re so busy. You gotta know how busy we are, even holed up in your office.” 

You frown at him. “The agency denied you? That’s crazy. You haven’t taken time off the whole year.” 

“I know, right? Anyway, Rie doesn’t want to go alone, and the reservation at this place is only valid for so long. Cancelling’s not an option.” 

You frown. “If they denied you, they’ll probably deny me too, Hanta.” 

“Noooo, it doesn’t hurt to put in the request! Plus, you haven’t gone on vacation in years. Treat yourself! This can be my months-in-advance birthday gift to you.”

You try one last time. “Are you sure Rie even wants to go with me? I know you want this to be a surprise, but maybe you should ask her if there’s anyone else she’d want to go on a trip with.”

Sero gives you a look, as if you’d just said something unbelievably stupid. “I’m not even going to respond to that.” 

You snort, smiling. “Alright, alright. Thanks, Hanta. I’ll take all the pictures of Rie and send them to you if the agency does grant me the time off.”

Sero slings an arm around your shoulders. “Thanks, bud.” 

“I miss Hanta,” Rie says, collapsing on her back onto the bed. 

You push both of your bags to the side, to be unpacked later. The entire far wall of your room’s lounge area is glass, with a door leading out to the outdoor area and open-air bath, and you give in to your urge to step outside onto the wood, deck-like floor. 

The bath rises from the floor to your right, rectangular, spacious. The staff member told the both of you it’s fed from the onsen, and the steam it’s giving off dissipates into the cool spring air. The bath and deck are built to overlook a large pond with koi swimming in it, giving the impression that where the deck ends the water begins. The far side of the pond is lined with trees and shrubbery. Wooden partitions on either side of this area enclose the space, giving it a sense of privacy. 

It’s absolutely gorgeous. And it’s so quiet here. Aside from the ambient water sounds from the onsen on the property, birdsong from the nearby forested area, there’s little to interrupt this emerging feeling of serenity. 

“You saw him literally before we left,” you say. “Rie, come out here and look at this view. I call dibs on using the bath first.” 

“You could be more sympathetic. We haven’t been able to see each other much this month,” she grumbles, but she comes out to join you anyway. 

“Okay, you can use the bath first,” you tell her. 

She grins at you, bumping her shoulder against yours. “Thanks, friend.”

“The things I do.” You don’t really mind. You have the entire long weekend to enjoy this place. The peace and quiet are already doing wonders for the tension in your shoulders.

A twinge of guilt passes you in a wave. After the staff member who’d escorted you to your room had given you both a short tour of the space, it really hit you how expensive this all was. 

“Rie, you really should’ve come here with Hanta,” you tell her, frowning. “He should’ve pushed for the time off or adjusted the reservation. This is way too nice of an experience to pass up.”

Rie snorts. 

“Don’t stress,” she says. “You think he didn’t try all that? It was either keep the reservation with someone else or lose out on a lot of money. I wanted you to come, so don’t overthink, silly.”

You lean your arm against hers. “Thanks, Rie. I’ll get you and Hanta something nice for your birthdays.”

She hums, and the two of you lapse into silence, appreciating the birdsong, the late afternoon sun gilding the pond, the surrounding trees in warmth. 

“So, what’s up with you and Bakugou?” Rie asks. “I thought you worked out all those feelings for him back in high school.” 

And there goes all that peace. You groan, turning and heading back inside, grabbing your bag and starting to unpack your clothes. Rie follows you, sprawling out onto your bed this time to be as annoying as possible. 

“I did,” you say, because not answering would result in incessant pestering. Better to nip this conversation in the bud so it doesn’t come back up again while you’re on this trip. You tell her, “We’re cool. You know that. You go to the same get-togethers.”

Since graduating from UA, you’d kept in touch with Sero, who you’d met because he’d been the hero you’d been assigned to for the management course’s third year project. You became good friends, as Sero’s one of those good boys, best boys, genuinely kind and fun to talk to. 

Through your friendship with him, you’d met some of his friends—Kaminari, Kirishima. Mina, Sato. Bakugou. 

While you’d befriended the others pretty easily, Bakugou was a different story. And it wasn’t necessarily his fault. He’d chilled out considerably by your third year.

It was because of your cringey, super obvious crush on him during your first year. 

You were so painfully obvious about it, everyone in your class knew. It didn’t take long for kids in the other courses to take notice. When Bakugou entered a room you were in, you would freeze and forget what you were saying. You’d sneak glances at him, and your entire body would warm up if your eyes met. Even thinking about it now, as an adult, makes you want to die a little.

Thankfully, whether it was because he chose to willfully ignore you or because he just never found out, your crush ran its course. It helped a lot that you began interacting with Bakugou within social circles because of Sero; it humanized him, made him real to you. The fantasy of a crush can’t survive knowing someone, getting to know them, you found. 

Still, probably because of that history, you never got close to Bakugou, while at UA and after. You were too embarrassed, and now you’re just not super interested. If you don’t count this past year, since graduation, you’ve seen him only a handful of times, always in passing and never one-on-one. 

But if you do count this year, specifically the past six months, you’ve seen him a lot. 

At a get-together at Mina’s place. At Todoroki Shouto’s birthday a couple months back. At a dinner with Rie, Sero, Kirishima, and Mina a few weeks ago. You figure he’s had some free time open up, to accept the hangout invites that he once left unresponded to in the group chat. It’d make sense, since he’s at this ryokan when everyone knows he’s a workaholic. 

You’re happy for him. Work-life balance is super important. And you guys aren’t getting any younger.

“No, you guys are weird together,” Rie says. 

You throw a pillow at her. To your annoyance, she catches it easily. 

“What do you mean by weird?” you ask.

“I don’t know. It’s hard to describe. He always looks like he’s bitten into a lemon when he sees you.”

You roll your eyes. “Great. Can we stop talking about Bakugou now?” 

“Last question, I swear.” 

“Last question for the entire trip about him,” you say, narrowing your eyes at her. 

She sighs, as if this is a huge burden on her. “Deal. I was just thinking—what did you even see in him when we were teenagers?”

“Okay, but why are you thinking about this at all,” you say. 

“Just answer the question.”

“It’s not that deep,” you say, shrugging. “I liked his face.” 

“Really?” Rie’s expression, disgruntled and appalled, makes you laugh. 

“Don’t act like he’s not objectively really attractive. He’s handsome, be real.”

“Maybe to some people,” she relents. “But his personality cancels it out, carry the two.” 

“He’s mellowed out so much over the years,” you say. You feel a little odd, finding yourself defending him. “He’s sweet, when he wants to be. Remember how he got Mina that bracelet she wanted so badly, for her birthday? Or how he picked up those special oranges for Hanta when he went on that one mission?”

Rie looks at you for a long moment. As your words settle into the silence, you begin to feel self-conscious. But it’s not like what you’d said isn’t true. Rie knows this. 

Just as you open your mouth to no doubt incriminate yourself further, she leans back on the bed and closes her eyes. “I guess you’re right. You done folding those clothes? I’m hungry. Let’s get dinner. Hanta says it’s kaiseki.”

Dinner is absolutely delicious. Your server tells you and Rie that the chef’s designed the menu to feature ingredients native to the region, ingredients in season. Everything’s fresh, and even dishes you aren’t normally particularly fond of have you cleaning your plate. You feel spoiled. 

You take lots of pictures. Of the dishes, of Rie. You send them to Sero. 

Hanta: The food looks great! My girl looks even better!!! Send more pics pls

Rie’s pleased when you show her the messages. After fussing over her appearance, she makes you take a picture of her in your room’s outdoor bath, hair elegantly twisted up and off her shoulders, the ambient lighting softly illuminating her face. 

“I’m going to take a walk, see what that little bamboo garden looks like at night,” you tell her. She waves at you with one hand, tapping away at her phone, no doubt sending messages to Sero. 

“Don’t drop your phone in the water,” you say, and she makes an impatient sound, shooing you.

Smiling, you leave her to it. 

Now that it’s nighttime, the ryokan is quieter, more subdued. It’s easy enough to find the bamboo garden. The paths are brightly illuminated, the walkways clear and easy to take. Maybe because it’s the evening, but you encounter few people. Most are partaking in the onsen, unwinding after a long day, you guess. You plan to do so yourself, but you stumble across a dimly lit sitting area overlooking a small pond and waterfall. It’s pretty, and you can’t resist lingering. Taking a seat on a bench, you let your mind empty as you watch the glimmer of moonlight on the water. 

“Hey,” a voice says behind you, and you startle, turning. 

Bakugou’s standing there, looking uncharacteristically soft and undone in the onsen’s yukata. His hair is a little damp, spikes fallen. 

Seeing him in traditional wear takes you aback; you’ve only ever seen him in casual clothes—jeans, shirts, sweats. His hero suit, all sleek lines. The yukata’s a good look on him. 

“Oh hey, Bakugou,” you say, then hesitate, feeling awkward. What to say? Should you pretend this is the first you’ve seen of him here? 

While you flounder a little, Bakugou walks over to sit in a chair nearby, facing the water. You’re bewildered at this turn of events. You’re surprised he stopped to say hello, let alone sit and have a conversation with you.  

“Saw you and Soy Sauce Face’s girlfriend at dinner,” he says. “You on vacation?” 

Blinking, relieved, you reply, “Sort of. Long story short, Hanta was supposed to come out here with Rie, but work denied his time off. So I’m the replacement Hanta.” 

Bakugou looks at you. His eyes narrow. You shift in your seat, feeling a little bit like a bug under a microscope. Did you say something weird?

“What about you?” you ask, trying to lift the focus off of you. “You here on vacation?”

“...Yeah. For the weekend,” he says, looking back at the pond, exhaling sharply.

For someone on vacation, he doesn’t look too happy about it, you note. 

“Us too,” you tell him. “What do you think of the ryokan? I haven’t gotten the chance to explore yet, but what I’ve seen is gorgeous. Did you just use the public onsen?” 

“It’s alright,” Bakugou grumbles, and you blink, face scrunching up in incredulity. 

“You must have really high standards to say that, sir,” you say, and he snorts. An expression you can’t quite make out in the low light crosses his face, fades. He really is a handsome bastard, you find yourself thinking. 

He says something you don’t quite catch. 

“Sorry?” you say. Internally, you scold yourself for your idle thoughts. Another part of you argues back that there’s no harm in looking. 

“How’d you know I used the onsen?” he repeats, looking a little annoyed.

“Oh,” you say, surprised. Without thinking, you lean forward, reaching out to touch his hair. 

Bakugou turns his head sharply; he grabs your wrist on what seems like instinct, halting you. You freeze, mortified.

“I’m sorry!” you say hastily. He drops your hand immediately, like you’re contaminated. You draw back. Flustered, you continue, “It’s just—your hair’s still a little wet. I took a guess. Sorry again, I don’t know what I was thinking.” 

You were treating him like he’s Hanta, or Rie, as if you’re close friends. Jeez. 

“Forget it,” he says gruffly. 

There’s a long stretch of silence, and you begin to think of excuses to make to escape. 

Just as you open your mouth with one, he says, “What’re you doing tomorrow?” 

“I—I think Rie wanted to check out the town’s morning market, and the temple nearby,” you say. “She likes to sleep in, so we’ll probably do that after my morning run. The staff said there’s a scenic walking trail through the forest, so I’ll probably check it out.”

You force your mouth closed before the rambling continues. Wait, you should ask him the same, right? To be polite?

But before you can say anything, Bakugou grunts, then stands. 

“Go back to your room,” he tells you. “It’s getting late.”

With that, he leaves. You sit there for a long moment, staring after him.

“Hey, welcome back,” Rie says from her bed, covered from nose to toes in a blanket. Her eyelids droop in a way that tells you she’s minutes from sleep. “You were gone for a while.”

“Yeah, sorry,” you say, closing the door behind you. Woodenly, you begin to gather clothes to change into. “I’m going to take a quick shower, okay? Go ahead and sleep; don’t wait up for me.”

“Mmkay,” she says, eyes already closed. 

You move around as quietly as you can, getting ready for bed. 

All the while, you can’t help but think about the conversation you just had. About Bakugou.

For the past couple months, at gatherings with mutual friends, it’s been like this when you talk to each other. Awkward, with a strange underlying tension. You’re not sure if it’s your fault, or his, but. You wish you could be normal around him. It’s only like this with him.

As you climb into bed, getting settled, the memory of him in his yukata flashes across your closed eyelids. The moonlight on his face, cooling the red of his eyes. His hand around your wrist.

Fuck. 

Notes: Hello friends! This fic is a very belated birthday fic for our guy, my little muse 🧡 This is intended to be a twoshot, and I hope to have that second part up next weekend. Please look forward to it!

A couple notes, as there are some specifically Japanese items referenced in this fic:

A ryokan is a Japanese-style inn! Onsen are hot springs. So an onsen ryokan is an inn that features hot springs on the property. Here, here, and here are videos you can enjoy of people visiting some.

Kaiseki is a multi-course, traditional Japanese dinner. Some of the videos I linked above show the kinds of kaiseki offered!

Thank you for reading! Hugs and kisses 💕 Until part two!

#happy birthday bakugou loml #i know i have been Not Posting recently but please enjoy this meal!!!! #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x you #bakugo katsuki x you #bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #bnha #jess scribbles #fic: dystam?

[chunksworld]

A Moment in Time

LE SSERAFIM Sakura x Male Reader | (Tags: Smut)

A/N: Chunk goes monkey brain yet again. Thank you @kaedespicelatte as always for beta reading.

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Dating an idol is extremely difficult.

The unfortunate reality that dating in the industry is almost as good as killing off one’s career certainly doesn’t help, both of you are very aware about how groups had their debuts and comebacks halted because of dating scandals; and considering that the woman you’re dating is Miyawaki Sakura, a member of one of the most popular girl groups in Korea, it only means that every single step taken to ensure that such a relationship is kept strictly hidden is made that much more cautiously. Something as simple as a 20-minute parking lot date is planned meticulously to prevent any possibility of anyone finding out, great lengths are taken to make sure no one notices you two in each other’s presence. But it’s all worth it once you finally have her in your arms, even if it only occurs once or twice a month. Thank goodness for technology because you can at least remain in contact with her, something you cherish very much due to your current circumstances. And it’s not like she can ask her members for assistance because they don’t know about it either (you’ve been trying to convince her to just get it over with and tell them but she’s too stubborn to do so). 

As much as she anticipates their overwhelming love and support, she knows too well that all it will take is for them to slip up and everything she worked extremely hard for in over a decade will disappear just like that. The company policy strictly prohibits any of their talents from dating until five years after their debut and it’s not worth risking anything at this stage, not when she’s extremely successful and especially not when you two are doing everything in your powers to make it work. And yet you two somehow managed to indeed make it work despite all of the adversities. Three years strong and it doesn’t seem like you two are stopping anytime soon, if anything those trials have made your relationship that much better. But those three years of only meeting up occasionally have inevitably started to take a toll on both of you and as a result, you two have become more daring as of these past few months—testing just how far you two can take your relationship. That meant longer dates such as that one time you two actually went out to a restaurant for the first time in ages (although she insisted that you both arrive near closing time so that there are barely any patrons around) or when she finally introduced you to her parents when they finally had a day-off after their promotions. 

But even those longer dates were starting to become inadequate, with her needing your presence much more than ever due to her stressful schedules. You two are adults after all, and the lack of physical contact for weeks and months were starting to take their toll on you. As a result, she had to make a decision to tell her manager about the existence of your relationship (something she understandably greatly stressed over because of the potential consequences) and they were fortunately extremely supportive. As a result, you’ve been able to see her much more frequently even when she’s busy, although you still have to be very cautious. From bringing her food during her schedules to even driving her to their dorm, you two have been able to do things that a regular couple does for once. Gone were the days of only seeing her on your phone and hearing her voice through the speakers, you were now able to have her in your arms much more frequently. 

And today is one of those days because she kept talking about how much she wanted to see you again even though you’ve already met up with her the week prior; and as her boyfriend you are here to fulfill your duties. Thanks to her manager, you were able to successfully sneak backstage during one of their performances with a care package in hand filled with her favorite snacks and essentials. With a cap and face mask on, you managed to blend in with the other staff members seamlessly. It also helps that you even have your own fake staff ID that was intricately made with the help of her manager, a perfect disguise that has worked flawlessly for the past few months. After a few minutes of watching her performance (she looks stunning as usual and there’s something about her in that outfit that makes a certain part of your body react though that’s something you would never admit to her), you carefully made your way back to her personal dressing room as it was finally starting to wrap up.

You wait patiently, making sure not to make any noises so as to not cause any suspicion. Her group is known as being one of the loudest due to their personalities and how close they are to each other so it was easy to recognize that they were approaching. The staff were congratulating them on yet another win but little does your girlfriend know that she’s got another surprise coming her way. More laughter and chatter in the background while the staff tells them to get ready in 45 minutes. You can clearly hear her voice, laughing at something that Yunjin said before they went their own ways. Her footsteps are starting to get louder, and you step closer to the door to greet her. You can slowly see the door knob starting to turn and as soon as she opens the door you bring her close to you.

“Hmmph!” Your lips immediately clash with Sakura’s, trained hands making sure to close and lock the door behind you despite the commotion. The kiss is desperate, it’s hot, it’s messy, and it conveys what a thousand words can’t. She misses you. Forget the fame and the money, there’s nothing in this world that she prefers more than being by your side–and of course, you feel the same way. Two weeks of not being able to see each other built up to this, all of the times she told you how badly she wanted you, all of those times she called you in the middle of the night and told you what she wanted you to do to her. It was all building up to this and neither of you can wait. Her arms wrap around your neck and so does her legs around her waist while you bring her towards the counter and place her on top of it gently. You don’t stop kissing her, hands roaming her exposed stomach while your tongue fights for dominance with hers, earning yourself a muffled whimper from her at the scalding heat your fingers generate.

But the biological need to breathe oxygen reigns supreme and you have to regrettably pull away after a few minutes. Deep pants as she tries to recover—her chest heaving from the brief but intense session, her cheeks a light hue of red, her lips slightly swollen and much redder than before. Everything about her right now is so hot, so fucking hot, and that just makes her that much more irresistible in your eyes. She hasn’t said a word yet but those eyes of hers are already telling you one thing, “fuck me.” You haven’t seen that look before and it just makes you want to rip every single piece of clothing from both of your bodies and fuck her right at this very moment. Sakura must sense this as well because she pulls you for yet another liplock, this time working on the buttons of your shirt. The expensive piece of fabric is then thrown somewhere in her dressing room, her lips immediately traveling down the expanse of your chest and stomach. “God, I missed you so fucking much.”

“M-Me too, baby.” It’s becoming difficult to form coherent sentences as she leaves kisses all over your body, even more so after she grabs your clothed length that’s forming a tent inside your pants which causes you to groan. It all happens quickly—she jumps off the counter and kneels down in front of you, her skilled hands working on unbuckling your belt and removing the clothing obstructing her view of the treasured prize. Shivers immediately run down your spine as she pulls down your pants along with your boxers; your dick is already fully erect and dripping with so much precum, it stands proudly in front of your girlfriend and she bites her lips at the sight. Take off your shoes and throw them to the side along with your pants and boxers, leaving you completely naked in front of her.

“So fucking hard for me already….” Sakura’s delicate fingers slowly wrap themselves around your shaft and it takes every muscle in your body not to explode on her perfect face already. You can only bite your lip to prevent yourself from making any loud noises; maybe it was a bad idea to do this inside her dressing room. But all of those doubts are washed away the moment she starts to increase the pace, your precum helping her jerk you off faster as lewd noises of your cock fills the room. More precum continues to drip out and your sensitivity only increases, you continue to moan and groan helplessly under her touch. Her hands are now fondling your balls that are heavy and full just for her, giving them a soft squeeze. She smirks at this, proud that you followed through with your promise of not masturbating until you’ve met up with her again (a difficult task considering how often she would tease you by sending nudes). “Looks like you were really saving up for me, baby. How about I help you unload all of this cum?”

You could only tilt your head back and groan silently as she finally takes you in between her lips, her warm and tight mouth sends immense pleasure through your brain and you have to hold on to the edges of the counter or you’ll stumble forward. It’s only fortunate that the walls of this room are thick enough to give you two a sense of privacy because it’s becoming extremely difficult to restrain the sounds coming out of your mouth. “K-Kkura shit, just like that….” It gets even more intense once her tongue joins the fray, licking and swirling around your tip as she drinks up all of the precum that you have to offer. And since this isn’t your first rodeo with her, it doesn’t take too long before she’s able to take your whole shaft inside her mouth. Her trained gag reflex allows her to bob her head up and down your entire length with ease, effectively sucking the soul out of you. 

She would alternate between sucking you off with her mouth and giving you a handjob, a combination so deadly that it only takes a few more minutes before that familiar feeling in your stomach makes its presence known. It doesn’t help that she looks so fucking pretty with your dick in between her mouth, the way she would look at you with such an intense and lustful gaze that each and every tug on your length is bringing you closer and closer to unravelling. So you decide to take matters into your own hands by softly grabbing onto her head and thrusting gently into her mouth, essentially meeting her halfway with each bob of your head. Just the thought of filling her mouth with your cum, overflowing it so much that she won’t be able to contain it all is driving you crazy. But it seems like she has other plans because just as you were about to completely erupt she removes your dick from her mouth, a trail of saliva forming as a result. “K-Kkura, w-what the fuck?” She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, her lipstick now almost non-existent as your dick twitches in the aftermath

“Not yet, baby. I don’t want your cum down my throat.” She stands up to meet you at face level and leans into your ears. “I want it inside my pussy instead.” That is all you needed to hear as you brought your lips to hers once again, reaching for the hem of her black top and pulling it over head before furiously throwing it somewhere in the same manner as your shirt—you could only hope that it wasn’t an expensive top. But it doesn’t really matter as her perky tits are revealed to you and you waste no time, latching your lips on her left nipple. You swirl your tongue around the stiff bud while your fingers fondle with her right breast. They’ve always been your favorite part of her body and you always make sure to appreciate them properly during sex. The pretty moans coming out of her mouth is just an added incentive. You give her other breast the same treatment, making sure it’s completely covered in saliva when you’re done. 

“I’m so fucking horny for you, you know that?” You could suck on her tits all day if you can but this isn’t necessarily the place and time for that. So you proceed with removing her pants and panties, remembering to eat her out properly next time at an appropriate setting. It’s not a surprise that she’s sopping wet already, her juices already drenching her inner thighs as her pink pussy is ready to accept your cock. And you do exactly that, lifting her by the waist and placing her on the counter yet again as you align your length with her pussy carefully before plunging in. She’s already lubricated enough so you immediately start thrusting, the suffocating warmth and tightness is unrivaled and it’s a feeling that you will never get tired of. Uncontrolled moans from the two of you fill the room and you really hope that the soundproofed walls are doing their job properly.

Stare into her eyes and despite still being filled with lust, you could also see the love and passion. And that’s what makes sex with Sakura even more special. It always serves as a consummation of your relationship and how much you two mean to each other. “Fuck baby, I love you so much.” She smiles, bringing you to a passionate kiss—one that is much slower and less urgent than the ones that came before it. And yet it’s hotter and more arousing as you continue to fuck her. Her arms reach around your shoulders and back, holding on to you tightly as she pressed her divinely body closer to yours as you continue to make love. As soon as her lips leave your mouth you target her neck, placing chaste kisses as you drink in her intoxicating and alluring scent. You're careful not to leave a mark however, unless you want her to scold you again.

One particular thrust causes her to yelp and lean her head back, confirming the location of her g-spot. It only urges you to increase the pace and the sound of wet skin slapping against each other is all that fills the room along with your moans. The intensity of your thrusts causes her breasts to bounce and you couldn’t help but lean and suck on one of her nipples yet again, still wet with saliva from your treatment earlier. Her moans grow in intensity and it’s only going to be a matter of time before Chaewon checks up on her so you divert your attention from her breasts yet again to seal her mouth with yours, you don’t mind kissing her all day either, anyways. With trained accuracy, you continue pounding at her g-spot which causes her to melt into putty. After a few more minutes, she suddenly wraps her arms tightly around your neck again and you know it’s a signal that her release is coming soon. 

“Cum for me, Kkura.” You increase your pace even more, making sure to target her g-spot every time as you want to witness her unraveling. Her breathing has become unstable, her eyes shaky as she wraps her legs around you as well. Wet squelches become even louder as her moans also do the same, leaving you with no choice but to kiss her yet again. It’s a shame that you have to do so because you want the whole world to know just how much Miyawaki Sakura loves your cock (she’d loudly proclaim it to the world if she could). But you unfortunately don’t have the luxury so after a few more thrusts, she tightens deliciously around you as she arches her back which allows her body to press against yours yet again. Her moans vibrate in your mouth as tears from pure pleasure flows down her pretty eyes. Her juices flood the marble countertop as you continue to fuck her through her orgasm. Her walls constrict around your dick so tightly but you held on, you wanted to hold on because you’re not done yet.

Even in the aftermath, her otherworldly visual never falters. In fact, she looks even more ethereal in the afterglow of sex. The way her skin glows because of the intense light behind her, the way her lips slightly part as she tries to catch her breath, the way her eyes slowly start to gain focus on her surroundings once again. She truly is one of the most beautiful women in the world. “I really missed your dick so much….” You resort to kissing her as you help her come down from her orgasm, hands fixing her disheveled hair while lazy hands roam her sweaty body. The make out session lasts for a few minutes and Sakura smiles as she pulls away, “Now it’s your turn. Take me how you want, baby.” 

You do just that, pulling yourself out of her pussy before turning her over the counter and bending her over. This allows you the opportunity to view her perfectly shaped ass and her freshly-fucked pussy that is still sopping wet despite one orgasm down the drain. But the ultimate reason is that you are able to watch her facial expressions while you fuck her thanks to the mirrors. No more foreplay needed, you insert yourself inside her cunt yet again. Her face immediately contorts in pleasure as you grab on to her hips and begin to thrust at a frantic pace. Grab on her tits and pull her upright so that her back leans on your chest, increasing your pace as you pepper her neck and shoulders with kisses. If she was beautiful earlier, she looks even more stunning now. Eyes closed and mouth hanging open as each thrust reverberates throughout her body, it’s a sight hotter than you even imagined and it’s only a matter of time before you finally explode considering that you’ve been on the verge of orgasm twice now. “K-Kkura I’m gonna fucking cum.”

“It’s okay baby.” She gives you a nod, placing a kiss on your lips as she gently squeezes your biceps. “It’s my safe day today, please cum inside me please.” Those desperate eyes of hers are your weakness and her next few words are what finally causes your undoing.  “I want to feel your cum flooding me please, breed me.” You have to kiss her to muffle your groans as you completely unload inside her, spurting thick shot after thick shot of semen inside her walls as your vision completely goes white. Two weeks worth of cum is unloaded inside her all at once, and it doesn’t seem like you’ll ever stop cumming. Each thrust is accompanied by a shot of your cum and you make sure that it’s embedded deep within her. You eventually slow down, your hips rutting as you lean over to rest your head on her shoulder after you've completely drained your balls inside her. Take a look at both of your reflections on the mirror; you both look tired, aching, sweaty, but so damn satisfied. That might be your best sex with her yet and she seems to agree with the way she looks at you in awe. She turns her head, smiling as she gives you one final kiss.

“I love you, Kkura-chan.”

“I love you too, ba–“

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Kkura unnie, we’re leaving in 10 minutes!” That familiar voice can only belong to Kazuha, and you two are suddenly reminded of the fact that you are not in your apartment but are instead in her dressing room. You two quickly clean up the place and get dressed up, hoping that the room doesn’t reek of sex by the time you two leave. She sprays her perfume to mask the scent and you give her one quick kiss before putting on your cap and mask, making a quick exit from her dressing room. As you make your way back to the car, she sends you a text.

From: Kkura

“I’ll be at your place tonight, this time I want it in my ass ;).”

#lesserafim smut #sakura smut #miyawaki sakura smut #male reader #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #reader insert #smut

[thechaoticplayer]

that anon wasn’t me but they are absolutely correct and i feel like i should give my two cents worth about all of this among the sea of hate towards the nijisanji livers. i’m not bootlicking the company, but i feel like it’s hypocritical for people to sent hate to the talents after doki said MULTIPLE times not to since she was also a victim of such behavior (and plenty of dragoons no longer even feel safe in her community because of the immense amount of people who are only there to harass and don’t even care for her) this is a rant that just shows that the issue is gray and that we’ll never really know what’s going on as outsiders

tell the remaining members to graduate because their fanbase will follow them is stupid, acting like they didn’t work their asses off to get where they are and haven’t invested so much in their current persona. ike, elira, and vox are some of the most popular talents so that it makes sense for anycolor to force them into making the stream. saying that vox doesn’t care about mental health after his charity stream and saying that it was just for show need to shut up because we’ll never how how he’s really feeling behind the avatar. elira specifically doesn’t deserve the disproportionate amount of hate and disgusting things she received from it from what was essentially revenge porn to art of her being abused, have these people not been taught that if you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all? it costs NOTHING to spam hate on your private account instead.

while i agree that the 2% merch sales and 1/4 (after youtube) of the supas should be raised, that doesn’t mean that the livers aren’t making any money and are poor as several of them have mentioned being able to pay off student loans and have turned their lives around with the money. while it sucks that selen made no profit after investing 200k into projects, maria has mentioned before that covers were more of passion gifts to fans rather than something to make money off of (i DO think that they should be paid for their projects, but that’s just how it goes unfortunately). last cup of coffee was taken down because she didn’t have all of the proper permissions and rushed posting it as a sweet gift to fans, management had full intentions to put it back up.

accusing livers of being bullies based on speculations is idiotic as it just hurts innocent people in the crossfire. these may just look like anime women and men to you, but they are REAL PEOPLE and streaming for nijisanji is their main livelihood! have some empathy, it’s hurting their mental health (the mental health some “dragoons” seem to care about so much)

this goes to say, i am on doki’s side because NO ONE should have to go what she went through, but i just want to show that there are two sides to a coin. i think that nijisanji needs better management, to allow their talents more freedom and a higher percentage of merch sales/supas, and stop treating their livers like shit! stop the harassment and move on, it’s what doki has mentioned multiple times that she wanted! don’t be one of the reasons another liver may have to go what she went through because you have an irrational hate boner for the company

also stream mani / gilty x gilty by maria marionette, finana ryugu, POMU RAINPUFF, meloco kyoran, and kotoka torahime

guys this shit right here

This right here

We need to like post this everywhere bc holy shit people need to understand

You are 100% right!! I agree with everything you just said, esp the "graduate and get out of the company" because they really did bust their asses off to get where they are now and it's a childish way of thinking

#chaotic.text #nijisanji #nijisanji en #vtuber #nijien #Kurosanji #Selen tatsuki #Vox akuma #elira pendora #ike eveland #Black company

[srirachacatarchieves]

Seventeen Virgins and Not Virgins : MY TAKE

Seungcheol:

People might flame me for this but I think this man is definitely a virgin. He’s had his dick sucked, most definitely. But I don’t think he’s stuck it in yet. Not that he couldn’t lose it if he wanted to, he just doesn’t care for it, and he doesn’t have the time.

Jeonghan:

Not a virgin. I mean that is just so obvious. His demeanor, everything. He’s incredibly mature, even more mature than you’d expect a 27 year old to be. Plus, he just has that effortless sex appeal. He definitely gets some pussy and/or some ass in the DL. Often too, cuz he always chill. He probably fucked Hyungwon too.

Joshua:

Not a virgin. I don’t even have to elaborate, do I?

Jun:

Not a virgin. Even though he’s a good actor, I think him and Yi Zhang fucked, definitely. The chemistry was too real and you could just feel it between them. Also with his hip flexibility, I know he be hitting it weekly at least.

Hoshi:

Not a virgin. He’s definitely had sex before, yeah definitely. He probably gets some at least a couple times a month, and I’m around 99% convinced it’s with either a red velvet member or a fellow dancer. Call it a gut feeling, that’s definitely right.

Wonwoo:

Not a virgin, but I don’t think he gets it often. His last hookup was probably like a year or so ago, and he’s not really big on sex anyways.

Woozi:

If you had asked me three months ago, I would have said virgin. But these days, have yall seen this man? He is glowing, I mean literally glowing like never before. I don’t know what to call it but a sex afterglow, lol. Check on Seventeen’s TT, every dance challenge he does he is so just cheery, and I’ve never seen him like that before. In conclusion, he’s getting pussy and/or ass really often these days. Or dick idk.

DK:

This man is not a fuckin virgin. Those muscles, that voice, that face? THOSE thighs? He has sex, and he’s good at it. He acts silly on the outside, and goofy and shit, but he’s serious in the bedroom. He’s probably sweet but also mean, and I stand by this.

Mingyu:

A dick virgin by choice. Not to say that he hasn’t had MULTIPLE opportunities, but I think he’s too shy. That being said, I think he’s been fucked before. He’s just a submissive person in general, lololol.

The8:

NOT a virgin. This man, gets bitches. Chinese, Korean, American, all of em. He probably got girls lined up in his phone, listed by numbers. I’m half joking, but either way, he’s a total dom in the bedroom, and he probably fucks often.

Seungkwan:

Not a virgin. He’s really popular with korean media especially, and in variety shows, etc. Especially in the new netflix show that came out, he probably had some people come to his room. My point being, he has an unspoken rizz. Watch any of his were lives and you’ll see that. I’m not talking about entertainment king Boo Seungkwan, I’m talking about actual Seungkwan. I say this again, watch one of his live videos, and watch him be effortlessly cool, sexy, and rizzzzzyyy.

Vernon:

Not a virgin, he chill and he get some on the down low as well.

DINO:

Not a MOTHERFUCKIN virgin! He fucks bitches, a lot. I just know it. He can get anyone, anytime. He packing too…. His body is literally..perfect, he has broad shoulders, thick thighs. He’s every girl and guys dream.

THATS IT

#seventeen #seventeenimagine #seventeen smut #freeforn #hoshi #vernon #mingyu #jeonghan #joshua #seungkwan #seokmin #dk #scoups #dino #wonwoo #jun

[remotepixel]

Hey! Could I request smth where the reader is living in the avengers tower (maybe they had like a near death experience which made the avengers freak out and keep them there for their ‘safety’). Obviously with little to no connection to the outside world they start to feel isolated and depressed, so their yandere(s) gets them a pet to cheer them up.

With a focus on Tony (and maybe Steve but i don’t mind if not) and the other avengers are aware of what’s going on but either don’t see anything wrong with it or don’t want to cause any trouble.

Hi, thank you for requesting!!

TW: yandere themes + kidnapping as part of the plot.

-If the avengers are already obsessing over you, there’s no way you’re getting out of a near-death experience without a side of kidnapping. They probably already debated over the topic before (after years of constantly seeing the worse side of humanity their protective instincts were strong) and this was simply the last straw.

-Tony himself would be a big advocate for this. He’s already paranoid enough and the idea of losing you is not one he wants to consider. Although Steve would be more apprehensive, he’ll probably be convinced. He tries not to come across as overbearing, unlike another already mentioned member, so this isn’t ideal, but he would be lying if a small, overprotective part of him didn’t like the suggestion.

-On the other hand, you’re not as enthusiastic. Since you’re now under their care, you’re also isolated from everyone but them. Depending on if this was a ‘full on’ kidnapping or some weird agreement with the parents that you didn’t know of, they legally can’t, or don’t want to, let you out of their sight.

-Sure, the tower has anything you could want: your personalised room, hundreds of games for every console, an AI system that can instantly change anything to your preference, etc, etc, but it doesn’t compare to having your freedom.

-After a few weeks, you don’t seem any happier. You don’t laugh at Tony’s comments, or seem interested in whatever Steve is going on about, in fact you seem bored of them. So, time for plan B (well plan insert-letter-way-down-the-alphabet because they’ve tried countless times before this with no luck): a pet : ).

-Although seeing you happy is one of the best things for them, the undivided attention you are now giving to that pet is not.

-Tony would be the most jealous out of the two. Like, he paid for this animal, you’re not going to thank him? He doesn’t give me animal lover vibes either, so this was definitely ‘I’m doing this for you, you better be grateful’ moment (like he didn’t lock you here in the first place).

-He’d probably make one of the other avengers babysit it for an hour or two, enough time for you guys to hang out without you being distracted or missing it.

-If he’d desperate/the others aren’t around, he’d move your pet into his lab so, when you start looking for it, you’re forced to see him. He’d act all innocent like ‘wow, didn’t even notice’ but it’s clear by his ramblings about this ‘being a sign you should stay and hang’ that this is definitely his doing.

-Steve’s a bit more open. He knows you weren’t doing well before, and understands that this pet obviously means a lot to you. Instead of treating it like a common enemy, he’d use it to get close to you.

-He’ll offer to walk it outside sometimes, buy it new toys, etc. He’d probably make homemade treats and convince you to help him as a little bonding moment. I think he’d even grow to liking the pet in general, not just for you (which might give him extra brownie points).

-While this is all going on, the other avengers are conflicted. Both Steve and Tony are important (and probably the most popular) members of the team, and going against them would be difficult, even if they don’t necessarily agree. Depending on timelines (e.g. Civil war), this may even bring the two closer, and the others may not want to go back to the constant fighting.

-Either way, no matter their opinions, the other avengers don’t get in the way. They’ll help out if needed, and would likely step up if things were wildly out of control, but, if this is the way of keeping the peace, so be it.

#RemotePixel #platonic yandere #yandere mcu #yandere marvel #yandere Steve Rogers #platonic yandere Steve Rogers #platonic yandere tony stark #yandere tony stark #platonic yandere mcu #platonic yandere marvel

[evostar]

The designs and info of isa’s family!!

Firstly Isabela! The mother of Camilo, Antonio and Dolores!! Her life is pretty rough, she was 6 when her father was taken away from her, while witnessing everything. She had a shitty ass husband who made her family’s life a miserable, the only reason she even married him was because of Alma, and arranged marriage. She divorced him 2 years ago and now she’s happily single. Alma still pressures her in this au too but since the divorce Alma has become much more softer and lowered her standards. Before she had Dolores though she had 2 miscarriages because of her husband!

Isabela was a crazy teenager, she also had a normal sistly relationship with mirabel, sometimes she was maybe mean but she knows mirabel knew she didn’t mean it, at least she thinks that. Her life changed when mirabel disappeared, not having mirabel in her wedding or when she had her kids was the worst. Since then she made sure her family was happy so they wouldn’t wanna leave like mirabel too.

It’s true that Isabela is a protective mother and maybe strict (like asian moms) but she’s the most caring person at the same time. You would never catch her be mean to Dolores or any other little kid. She has a nickname for every family member and a flower too!

Camilo is the eldest grandkid, being more than 5 years older than the others is hard for him, he constantly needs to “be a good influence”. Instead he is the most unserious grandkid, but the funniest! Alma tried to get him arranged with many girls but he passed them since he got eyes for an other person ;) He also had a pretty rough childhood because of his father, he abused him often without Isabela knowing and he was a pretty bad trouble kid. He had a close bond with his Tia mirabel though! Many called them “the age gap twins!” Isabela never complained. Camilo is a smoker, not a badly one just the one who smokes time to time, he got the addiction from his father :\ Camilo is 100% a mama’s boy.

He is a hardworking boy, charming and caring. Yet also trouble some and annoying too, he loves it to annoy his younger siblings or cousins, which they all hate from him besides Pepa. Him and Pepa have special bond, it often reminds him of the bond of him and mirabel, he and pepa often do pranks on others together or are just being besties together. He does have a lot going on which he hates, he is called “the one who never cares” often even though it is just hard for him.

Antonio!! He is as tall as canon mirabel in this au, and a bit chubby!! Antonio is a very shy kid and barely doesn’t have any friends, besides his idiotic trio friends, Juancho-Cecilia-Alejandra! The best four group you would see in town, he loves them very much as friends. Like Camilo, Antonio has a got a bd childhood, experiencing the same abuse as Camilo got. That hit his social life a lot and has made him isolated too, his friends and family kept him up the bad weather, which he is thankful for. He got a scar at his lip because when he was very little, he was playing with a Jaguar cup and the mother jaguar approached him and attacked him, just luckily hurting his lip before Diego saved him. (That jaguar turned out to be parces mother!) he’s still pretty childish in this au which makes him adorable, Alma tries to make him get more friends or more popular but he refuses often.

He’s a deliver boy! His main chore is delivering stuff around the down, he doesn’t like it very much but it’s just what he’s got to do, he thinks his gift could be much more useful but no one will listen to him. He’s the second eldest in the family and he quiet does act like a good influence, if it wasn’t for Julieta, Julieta is confirmed to be the best one out of the grandkids. (Well by Alma to say the least.) that doesn’t stop him from still having an good relationship with her.

Dolores is also a shy kid, shy enough for her to get nervous with her family too! She’s a free child who likes music and drawing a lot. Dolores is left unattended often since she’s quiet mature her age but she doesn’t like it to be alone. Her gift ceremony was a half month ago and it’s her nightmare, Dolores hates her gift but in the other side likes it slightly too. It has its own purpose. She didn’t have a too much bad childhood like Antonio and Camilo but unlike them she was a huge daddy’s girl. If he would’ve pushed her away or screamed at her she would still come back because she actually truly loved her dad no matter what but one day when she was 3 he randomly came to her and broke her leg (the reason Isabela divorced him) which broke her heart and now that he’s gone she is heart broken often, but she has grown more attached to antonio and isabela, if you would try and find her just go to either one of them and she’s there with them!

Later on she will meet someone called “senorita maripose” who she will talk to everyday is secret. For her senorita mariposa is a goddess guard guiding her home, like in a fairy tale (at least that’s what she got told by the woman.) Dolores doesn’t have any friends besides her best friend Mariano! She gets to see him very often and she loves him more than anything (not in a love way, they’re still kids!) they do make trouble often together and he’s the one only one who knows about senorita mariposa.

Ivan….yea…don’t got to say much about him. He is not a great guy since he grew up in a weird family. He got arrested 7 years in prison for child abuse and after Isabela found out what he had done everything she destroyed him. But at least he deserved it. He did pretty bad stuff.

Any thoughts on isa’s family? ;)

#encanto #isabela madrigal #camilo madrigal #antonio madrigal #dolores madrigal #encanto au #encanto reversed time au #encanto oc #fuck him fr he’s shit 💔 #they’re just babies ☹️ #a lot of angst #abuse is not good 😡 #my art

[burst-of-iridescent]

at the moment, 5.7k people are following the kataang tag, not 2.9k, as you said, why would you lie? in addition, even on Tumblr (which remained almost the last popular zk place among all fan platforms), Zukka is ahead of Zutara in popularity, and a lot of talented and popular creators of fan art and fan fiction are now concentrated in the Zukka and Maiko fandom. It is fundamentally a mistake to focus on the popularity of the ship, because shipping should be for personal pleasure, but this only shows that most people are ATLA fans (namely fans, not casual viewers) they actively love ATLA and did not see zutara in the canon. In addition, can you give evidence of your words that «almost all of the main cast and most of the writers» love zutara? From the cast, only Dante actively confessed his love for zutara, but he also spoke about his love for zukka, Mae Whitman not against Zutara and joked about it, but she also said in podcast that she also loves kataang, the rest of the actors did not speak at all about their preferences in shipping (except Grey DeLisle who prefers zucest).

none of the screenwriters has ever confessed his love for Zutara, on the contrary, Ehasz has said several times that he loves Maiko, he also wrote almost all the most significant maiko and kataang episodes. The only one of the 13 main writers of ATLA who spoke about sympathy for Zutara is John O'Bryan. Zutara never featured in any of the original scripts, and in ATLA's "bible," the only love triangle that was originally planned was Aang-Katara-Toph (who was a boy in the original script). In a recent interview, Ehaz also answered the question of how he feels about zutara vs kataang, that he, as a professional screenwriter, "follows his characters" and their final canonical choice of love interest is the choice of the character himself, not the writers.

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i wrote 2.9k the first time around by mistake. the original post has since been amended to reflect the actual numbers of the kat.aang tag, though frankly the disparity between the two tags is still so large that i don’t even think it matters. anyway, my bad. thanks for letting me know.

many cast members and former writers on the official atla podcast, braving the elements, have talked about shipping zutara — including, but not limited to, dante basco, jack de sena, michaela murphy, joshua hamilton, and john o’bryan. grey delisle, mae whitman & greg baldwin have also spoken about being zutara shippers. i’m not sure why them liking or showing support for other ships somehow means they don’t ship zutara, because people don’t need to ship only a single couple to prove they’re “real” shippers lmao. i like azutara, sukitara, ty luko & even book 1 kat.aang myself; that doesn’t make me any less of a zutara shipper.

i’m also not sure why you expect me to do the work of providing evidence for you when, given the fact that you’re here, i’m certain you have just as much access to google as i do. this information is freely available online. feel free to fact check me.

and let me say this again, in case it was not clear enough: i truly do not care about zutara’s popularity. even if none of the cast and writers shipped it, even if the tag only had 10 people, even if every single wonderfully talented writer & artist & AMV editor & GIF maker in this fandom left, i would still ship it. because it’s a better story, because it is more thematically and narratively cohesive, and because it makes me happy.

and if you disagree with that, that’s fine by me. but somehow trying to “prove” to me that zutara is unpopular and no one likes it is not only a) factually false it’s also b) not going to do a damn thing to change my mind lmao. the opinions of other people have never been a reason for me to ship zutara, and they never will be.

#zutara

[gottagetback2u]

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 JOBS THAT WOULD FIT STRAY KIDS MEMBERS

these are all specific stores!!! most of these are american stores (i think?) so sorry if they are unfamiliar!! i may or may not have worked at these places before…

BATH AND BODY WORKS

-LEE KNOW!

-chan

-felix

-changbin

what do u mean when u tell me lee know has never stepped foot inside a bath and body works before?? HE IS MADE FOR IT OMG. the apron tied around his waist, his pretty visuals literally drawing customers in. people would actually take the scent testers from him. imagine asking for recommendations and him leading u around the store, calling out scents by name and their “floral, dark, clean” notes. his favorite scent is definitely a spring scent like book loft or a classic like crisp morning air. ALSO imagine his shy, working voice when asking people for their rewards number and then going to the back, rolling his eyes and immediately complaining. made for the job. he’s perfect.

chan and felix are also great fits! they would definitely be a lil too knowledgeable (thanks to sisters and genuine interest). imagine asking for recommendations for scents and felix whips out gingham gorgeous (aka one of the strongest, clean scent with floral). my wonderful body care men :’]

let’s be honest. changbin in an apron. that’s it.

BARNES & NOBLE

-hyunjin

-seungmin

u mean to tell me these nerds wouldn’t apply for barnes & noble at least four times? (honestly, it seems like they’re always hiring then never hire lmao)

hyunjin definitely likes the “quiet” vibe of the workplace. it’s definitely not always quiet, but being surrounded by books and drawing when he has no customers at the help desk is nice. he likes roaming around and looking at new journals, stationary, popular authors, etc. he doesn’t always read, but if the book seems popular enough he will get it to try it out! also, hyunjin dressed as a nerd with his eyebrow piercing and dyed hair. sHEEESSHH that’s the death of me.

ur probably wondering why seungmin isn’t the first name. he is literally the member that ppl said his room was “boring” bc of all the books and that he probably studies for fun. BUT, i don’t think he would necessarily like it as a job? he likes to keep his interests and hobbies to himself, so constantly recommending books or seeing others buy an author he absolutely hated might not be his favorite. although, some days he walks in and is GRATEFUL that he chose this over any other mall job. some days it’s his escape. bookworm 4L.

TARGET

-han

-jeongin

-changbin

han as a target worker is literally canon at this point. lets be honest, he would be a perfect fit. he would wear the same red zip up jacket ever shift, no matter is he’s doing shipment orders or register. mans just wants to be comfy and make money. but in all seriousness!! he likes the people he works with and enjoys how organized everything is. less to get confused and overwhelmed by.

u could find jeongin either at target or ur local grocery store. he just fits the grocery store worker vibe so well. don’t know how to explain.

changbin in a target is something i never thought about but it would work so well? imagine him at the customer service desk asking for ur card information for a refund. like how does it seem so normal???

BEST BUY

-CHANGBIN!!

-felix

first person i thought of for best buy. changbin. he just seems like such a lil dork when thinking about it?? ur telling me he wouldn’t giggle and act flustered when u thought the iphone 15 and 15 max were the same thing? he would. u know he would.

felix just works and we all know it. his mom definitely made him apply bc of his love for PCs and he kinda just got the job. loves doing tech things!! (but hates how rude some of the customers are :[)

TILLY’S

-chan

-jeongin

-han

for those who don’t know, tilly’s is kinda like an alternative skater/surfer clothing store! like beach clothes for skaters… if that makes sense…

from past experience of working here, chan just fits the manager role so well. diligent when working and so nice?? customers never feel overlooked when talking to him, all workers respect and like him, and he does amazing at his job! another thing that fits him so well is how tired he is :(( tillys puts their managers to workkk i am telling u.

jeongin would feel a lil outcasted when working here, cuz he never expected to work at a mall store??, but he likes it pretty much. he likes being on fitting room duty the most bc he could be on his phone most of the time. but he would DREAD if he was called to be on register bc he always forgets to take the security tags off.

han would fit right in. a lil… too good. he’s there for that employee discount and the limited nike clothes that get put out. would always want to be on register so time goes by faster. once again, he’s there for that check.

#sapphire’s log~ #🎧 #stray kids #bang chan #lee know #changbin #hwang hyunjin #lee felix #kim seungmin #han jisung #yang jeongin #stray kids scenarios #skz headcanons #skz #skz imagines #stray kids imagines #kpop

[justanothershippingcan]

My thoughts on the Ritsu&Shou related parts in the Fanbook

because I am kinda going insane.

The way ONE was able to melt all the gays down in one go should be studied, analysed and locked deep in the black void of Shou’s black shirt in the Cultural Festival scene in the manga, because there’s no way. 

As a warning, while I’ll be mostly talking about their relationship in terms of friendship anyway, I ship them, so this is kinda biased on this side of things. Enjoy what I have to say under the cut.

Okay, so, with the premise that the translations around on Twitter aren’t official so the info might not be 100% accurate, I am still more than willing to trust our beloved fantranslators and their hard work. Let’s actually begin this slide deep into the tunnel headed to Copium Land, shall we?

• To the question "Who are your friends, excluding your brother?" Ritsu just answers with Student Council Members and Classmates. And that we (readers) don't have to worry, since he has many people he can ask about the weather to. Now.

We... never see him hang out with his classmates, nor his Council members. Ever. Except for the whole S1 "Middle school criminals purge" fiasco and even then, it ended up with him breaking through the Student Council President Kamuro’s house. When I say Ritsu isn't normal, I mean it (go off, King). 

Ritsu is the same person who asked the other Psychic kids from the Awakening Lab their names only after they were all kidnapped. And solely for the sake of escaping. He... doesn't know how to socialize well or doesn't particularly care. 

To him, friends are ones he can ask the weather to. I honestly feel like, no matter how popular he is (mostly, due to his looks... let’s remember how he is the one among the kids in the cast who gets the most chocolate on Valentine’s Day, but he finds it a nuisance) he doesn’t really know how-to-friend and how-to-people. And partially, he isn’t too focused on that due to the many things he has going on. 

I truly appreciate the idea of autistic Ritsu, because it would explain many things tbh, and this difficulty of approaching others/making friends/even having a basic understanding of friendships and what they mean would be clearer. 

Now, onto Shou. We have two questions to take into account:

• To the "What do you like doing with your friends?" he answers mentioning only Ritsu. Not even the kids that call him leader in S2,nor any classmate. Just Ritsu. And he mentions how Ritsu doesn’t like crowded spaces and noise (I'll return to that later) and how they went fishing together and Ritsu didn't manage to catch anything. From this we have: 

THEY WENT FISHING TOGETHER. Even with the whole text thing later, Ritsu still cared enough to go out with him. Without Mob being involved at all. I think it's important. They canonically hang out together.

Shou cares so much that he wanted to go to a place where Ritsu would feel comfy. Fishing is probably not an activity Shou prefers among others. But Ritsu might appreciate it and that's enough. 

Ritsu is bad at fishing and this is honestly a fun detail lol. 

• Through the same question, we have the whole text bit with Shou saying he texts Ritsu from time to time, but Ritsu answers slowly/not frequently. So-

For one, Ritsu does answer. He is a busy person with Student Council matters and he is, yk. At the top 10 of the best students in the school, in his first year competing with third years. And yet, he still answers these messages. 

Shou goes to school THIS IS A WIN BTW I KNEW IT, Shou literally emits the energy of that one kid who is actually totally listening during class, remembers everything and gets damn good marks, called it. Anyway, Shou probably isn't a slow texter like Ritsu is and has another perception of time lol, not to mention how he probably isn’t as busy. Can relate to Ritsu here. 

They still text. That's pretty good in my book (copium). 

Again, noise. They should have 2012-13 flip phones and now, I have used them in the past, but forgive me, I forgot what I did yesterday, imagine remembering 2012 phones, but I believe they did have an option to turn off notifications. And with Ritsu disliking noise... it's no wonder he would. It also helps with studying. 

•  There was a question about the Cultural Festival bit. Shou says that Ritsu didn’t ask him to come personally, he just caught wind of it and thought “why not?”, which makes more sense now that we are 100% sure he goes to school. Honestly, it’s no wonder Ritsu didn't ask Shou to go and see him. He was uncomfy with that outfit and the whole Maid idea. But as soon as Shou caught on that, he just. Went. Without honestly any other reason if not to see him. Still fruity enough in my book. 

• Last but not least. Ritsu does call Shou a friend in the World Domination Arc. And, truly, I am not willing to believe they aren’t on friendly terms after them texting together, hanging out together (fishing) and Ritsu just... accepting Shou burnt down his house and going along with his plan without a second thought lol. Hence why:

Either Ritsu truly just doesn't know where to place Shou in his mind. Thinking back also on Shou's VA interview helps with this.

Or, since he was mentioned as a friend in Shou’s profile, ONE believed it would have been redundant to put him in Ritsu’s as well. Which I believe is actually a fair point, since Ritsu wouldn’t have added that much insight, knowing him lol.

Or, regarding them being established as friends in World Domination Arc... ONE forgor. And truly, it has been years since he finished that arc, and he has written so many drafts of manga (ONE PUNCH, the rest of Mob), the new upcoming one and all of the extras since then. Wouldn’t blame him.

There is also this little important DETAIL of ONE just casually mentioning he would like a spin-off with Ritsu AND Shou. Together. Can’t separate, idc.

And... gosh, I think this is all. Thanks to all the ones that translated the bits that came out with this book and Katya’s translations of all the other interviews! Between this, the whole deal with Teru (aka his freaking terrible fashion sense and especially his parents), Reigen’s family, Serizawa’s pay, a few peculiar ages being revealed... this fanbook has been a trip and a half. But just in case, thank you all for coming to my Pep Talk, feel free to add anything if you want.

UPDATE 18/11

NEW INFO IS OUT and I reblogged this post of mine with all of such info compiled and my thoughts on it! It kinda changes a few of my highlights here and for the better. I’d say... we ultimately truly won. 

#Mob Psycho 100 #Mob Psycho 100 S3 mention #Mob Psycho Fanbook #Mp100 #Shouritsu #Ritshou #Ritsu Kageyama #Shou Suzuki #Sho Suzuki #Ritsho #Shoritsu #mentions of Mob Teru Reigen and Serizawa at the very end #Kinda crossposted on Twitter but this one adds way more #ONE told me #This is my trip from copium to rationalty I swear they are besties #Mob Psycho #mine

[ping-ping-ying]

Sumeru Characters in High School PT.1

Note: this was inspired by this amazing post I read the other day, I'll link it in my comments so please check out the original post because it's so wholesome 💕

Synopsis: The characters are just your everyday regular high school students. This is LONG!

CYNO:

Is the very strict student council president

Nobody really sees him, unless he wants to be seen

The other student council members avoid him like the plague most days because of his painful jokes

Busy every single day

The other student council members try to get him to go to school festivities but he delclines

The ONLY one who can change his mind is Tighnari (prove me wrong)

Speaking of Tighnari, Cyno would approve whatever budget he needs for his Botany Club no matter how ridiculous

But Tighnari is honest so Cyno would never have to worry about getting scammed

A highly competent individual who will not rest until his work is done

This is why the former SCP passed down the position to Cyno even though Cyno originally didn’t want it

Plays TCG if a student challenges him

Never loses in TCG when challenged by students (except to Tighnari)

Lunch dates with Tighnari and sometimes Collei

Tighnari and Collei talk the entire time while Cyno just listens

Unless they ask him something

Cherishes moments when he's alone with Tighnari on the rooftop, laying on their backs and staring at the sky

Constantly has surveillance put on his treasurer

Everyone in the whole school who has seen Cyno thinks he is very intimidating/scary because of his blank expression and the aura he gives off

But those who truly know Cyno know he is a kind-hearted, soft person who sometimes can be very easy to fluster

Just ask the random student who stupidly addressed the rumors going around the school to Cyno

“Student Council President, are the rumors going around about you and Tighnari true?!”

“What rumors?”

“The dating ones!”

“I-”

It didn’t help that his face flushed beet red and the boy who asked had a mischievous smirk on his lips

“Don’t worry I won’t say a word.”

“A word about what?! The rumors aren’t true!”

Overall he’s the best SCP in the history of his school

TIGHNARI:

President of the Botany Club which technically has two members but on paper has three

Spends all his time either studying or in the club room taking care of his plants

He’s rather popular despite how he always denies it

Whenever someone needs help in class he’s always willing to help them free of charge

Let’s people copy his paperwork and when I say people I mean Kaveh because that poor boy doesn’t understand certain subjects

Tighnari gets into confrontations with most of his teachers due to his swift tongue

The class loves when it happens and tries to make things worse by joining in

He has definitely landed in detention more than once before and either slept or studied during detention

Get’s even more detention from sleeping in detention

One time he was almost suspended for keeping a stash of hallucinogenic mushrooms in his club room

Definitely has eaten some just to experience hallucinations (getting high lol) but claims it was for “research purposes”

Gets high with Kaveh sometimes after school or during school because they’re rebellious little shits

Sends Collei on commissions to scout school grounds for any interesting plants

Loves to bother Cyno when he’s busy (bestie behavior)

Which is all the time

Marches into Cyno’s office and demands they eat lunch together

Lunch dates are a thing and sometimes Collei tags along

They all play TCG on the roof during lunch or after school

It gets intense and they bet all sorts of things

Tighnari and Cyno are tied 10-10 with wins in TCG and baby girl Collei has only one win against the two of them

Doesn’t like sports but will play competitively if it’s against Cyno

Overall he’s a laid-back, sassy boy who loves to live a regular high school life

COLLEI:

The second member of the Botany Club

Wants to be as smart as Tighnari when it comes to Botany so she studies all the time

Sometimes Tighnari will find her asleep in the club room with books all over the place and he can’t help but smile at her :,)

When that happens he buys her lunch and then pretends someone else did (terrible liar)

She is also somewhat popular, she has a variety of friends in the entire school

Collei is that one high school student everyone always talks about, good or bad but mainly good

She is a member of the volleyball team, a libero, and an excellent one at that

Tighnari and Cyno ALWAYS go to her games no matter whether they’re away games or home

Tighnari is the loudest one when she gets a nice receive which embarrasses her (which is why he does it lol)

People try to take advantage of her because she’s just so sweet by nature

And the poor girl ends up doing other people's homework or letting people copy hers

Doesn’t tell Tighnari for fear he would do something drastic

Has accidentally eaten one of the hallucinogenic mushrooms in the club room, they were mislabeled, and had a bad reaction to them

Banned from touching the mushrooms without permission, correctly labeled or not

Besides Tighnari, her best friend would no doubt be Nilou (rip amber)

These girlies would be seen EVERYWHERE together

Unless they had club activities or different classes

Goes to every single dance show the dance club has, and she never misses one

Takes a ton of pictures to keep for her journal

Cooks for Tighnari and Cyno when they stay really late after school

She doesn’t really have to beg the Home Ec teacher to cook because she’s so- like- how can you say no to Collei be for real

She loves seeing their smiles when she hands them their food

Collei is so reliable but sometimes she does have a tendency to forget things

Super clumsy trips on air a lot, or bumps into things a lot

Overall she’s just a sweetheart with a heart of gold, the kind of best friend you need in life

ALHAITHAM:

A popular student among the females and despised by the male students

The smartest student in the school

Get’s 100 on every test and always remains in the number-one spot during finals

You can find him in the library whenever classes are out or during lunch

A book is ALWAYS on his person, a book too advanced for anyone in the school

Earphones are only off during classes, other than that they are on all-day

He is a member of the Literacy Club, as an Archiver (not by choice)

It took three months for Alhaitham to join the club

The only reason why he joined is that clubs were mandatory, and the position he was offered was simple.

Alhaitham is a loner by choice

He doesn’t like crowds, the boy is just anti-social

But if we want to get technical, he only has one official friend while the others are just there

Their name was Kaveh, and he was a headache, to say the least

Kaveh was the only one Alhaitham went out of his way to talk to so Kaveh was special to Alhaitham no matter how much he doesn’t think so

All of the girls in class would ask Alhaitham to tutor them and he would politely decline

Only because he just doesn’t want to, it’s that simple

BUT, he would tutor Kaveh…… after Kaveh begged him for days

Alhaitham is a great tutor, to an extent

The student who teachers always say you need to be like when it comes to grades

Was in charge to talk to the treasurer in the Student Council by his club but was immediately demoted when they figured out the treasurer didn’t like him and avoided him

Sometimes when the library would be packed during finals, Alhaitham will go to the rooftop and read his book

He took his headphones off and enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere

Until Kaveh pulled up and plopped down in front of him with his lunch

“What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing. I’m eating my lunch here, is that a problem?”

“Yes, it is.”

“Oh really? And why is that?!”

Bickering ALL THE TIME

But that’s their way of spending time together?

It may seem like it’s only Alahitham and Kaveh because… it is

Alhaitham lives a private life, and Kaveh was the only one in his life

Mainly because they live together near the school grounds

ROOMMATES

Doesn’t do sports, too lazy for that

Buys drinks for Kaveh without Kaveh asking and expects him to pay him back just to anger him

Eats Kavehs lunch when he doesn’t like something and vice versa

Gets flirted with every day by girls and guys but politely rejects their confessions

Whenever he truly wants to be alone, he hides under the bleachers outside

Kaveh usually finds his hiding spots but for some reason, he could never find him under the bleachers

Overall, Alhaitham just wants to live life peacefully and get through high school like any other student

KAVEH:

THIS MF

He is an absolute menace!

ALWAYS arguing with this one guy in his club

Is in the Woodshop Club

Constantly getting yelled at in class

He is the class clown not by choice

A student who doesn’t get the best grades but somehow always gets passing grades (cough cough ALHA-)

Also, one of the MOST popular guys in school

Always has a flock of people with him wherever he goes

His outgoing attitude makes it easy for anyone to talk to him

Believe it or not, girls reject him whenever he asks them out (poor Kaveh)

Not so popular with the ladies but who needs them (copium)

Is the third ghost member of the Botany Club, only because he wanted Tighnari to start his club, and the free mushrooms he would get from him

Gets high with Tighnari from time to time

Goes to school high and doesn’t care

Definitely gets suspended (three times) and gets detention a lot

Likes to eat lunch with Alhaitham no matter how much he denies it

Whenever he’s upset (which is rare) Alhaitham buys him a juice box and puts it in his locker for him to find later with a note saying “pay me back”

It makes Kaveh so happy he forgets why he was even upset in the first place

He never pays him back

DRAGS Alhaitham to the school festival

Is it really dragging when he begrudgingly agrees to go with him to the festival?

Wins a bunch of key chains that will later be everywhere in the house

Alhaitham wins a goldfish but gives it to Kaveh

Tighnari makes Kaveh attend club meetings just to annoy him

On Valentines Day the only people who gave him candy were Collei, Nilou, and Alhaitham

But Alhaitham only gave him a single piece of candy with a card that says “pay me back”

Gives Nilou and Collei a bunch of sweets to repay them

He gave Alhaitham a single piece of bitter candy with a card that says “thanks”

When Alhaitham was in a bad mood, Kaveh would make lunch for him and place it in his locker

Gets banned from cooking in Home Ec when he accidentally burns a cake

His partners make him eat the burned cake for a handful of Mora

Collei gets Kaveh to help her look for plants around the school

Nilou has Kaveh make things for the dance club performances

Dori sells him other kinds of (not dangerous) drugs besides mushrooms

Loses his books all the time, and they end up being in Alhaithams locker or at their house

Doesn’t bring a bag to school half the time

Sleeps in class, especially on rainy days

Argues with Alhaitham in class and has NO shame

Overall he is the popular chaotic student who can’t be tied down

This is part one! Part two will include Dehya, Scara, and Nilou! Remember to check the comments for the original post I got inspired from! Thank you so much for reading!!

-Ping Ping

-01/25/23 7:05pm

#genshin headcanons #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact imagines #tighnari #tighnari headcanons #tighnari x reader #cyno #cyno x reader #cyno headcanons #collei #collei headcanons #collei x reader #al haitham #alhaitham headcanons #alhaitham x reader #kaveh #kaveh headcanons #kaveh x reader

[scarfacemarston]

About Mary-Beth, Karen and Abigail

This isn’t the most eloquent thing I’ve written, but oh well. I know, this is controversial and I may receive hateful anons and reposts. That’s just how people react to things on tumblr, especially when it’s a popular character (s.) If you don’t want to see something that is negative towards these Karen or Mary-beth, please scroll on. It’s easier on both of us.  I don’t think Karen and Mary-Beth like Abigail. I think Karen tolerates her more than likes her, but she does appear to like Jack. Karen was kind to Abigail while she was grieving over Jack’s disappearance. This is the only conversation I’ve seen with Karen and Abigail, whereas as Mary-Beth does not have a single conversation with Abigail except to ask where is Kieran and later to ask where is Tilly. I know because I have all the audio files.

Karen has had some harsh audio towards Abigail. I haven’t really found anything of Abigail being harsh towards Karen. Abigail is no saint, I am well aware. She has said her fair share of fiery things, but I haven’t seen it with the girls at all. I’m not counting Miss Grimshaw literally trying to force her back into prostitution - literally one of the worst fates for a woman like Abigail. (nevermind the trauma of being a sex worker back then....)  Outside of that, neither girl talk to her overall.  They aren’t seen standing together much except for Karen occasionally standing with her for coffee. (She’s admittedly not a morning person and doesn’t speak to anyone.) But they don’t eat together, they don’t sit together, play games, work,  etc This also extends to Jack. Mary-Beth especially isn’t seen around Jack. Karen does talk to him sometimes and is pretty friendly. Karen also called out John before when he tried to cheat. I think that’s more Karen being a good person and wanting something better for Jack and calling out John out rather than liking Abigail. Karen comes across as almost being disappointed that Abigail brought Jack into this life so to speak. I mean that in a more sexist matter in that “Well you knew the life and you had a kid. I’ll try to talk to John but you still caused this.” Abigail brings up the pity and disgust the gang has for her on multiple occasions. I mean, look where the girls are always stationed. I just feel like Mary-Beth and Karen are very selective as to the women they socialize with. However, the men don’t seem to be an issue. Molly and Miss Grimshaw both bring up how the girls gossip and the hurt from that as well.  Molly and Miss Grimshaw are tough characters and I totally understand the tension. No doubt whatsoever. A lot of the criticisms are valid, but it comes across to me that Mary-Beth has secret mean girl tendencies or something based off of what Miss Grimshaw says about “knowing her type” and looking so innocent. Arthur’s antagonizing comments also bring this up multiple times.  The exception is Tilly. Tilly came to the gang earlier than Mary-Beth and Karen, so it is very likely that Abigail and Tilly bonded. I hc that outside of Sadie, Abigail’s best friend is Tilly. Tilly also basically says as much in her epilogue letter. Tilly is also the kinder one who is willing to give others a chance. I think she would see more than anyone what Abigail was before versus now and I think Abigail adores and trusts her immensely with Tilly in return caring for her as she asks for advice or sits with her. She’s also trusted with Jack more so than any other member. Tilly is the only one who asks about Molly. Yes, I totally understand their critiques, but Tilly is the most selfless one when it comes to the other women. I think the “drama” with John is what ruined Abigail’s standing in the gang. She went from the highest earning woman outside of Grimshaw, as said by Arthur and Hosea, to nothing. No status in the gang whatsoever.  I am not saying they are absolutely horrible people or that you shouldn’t like them. I just don’t think that they are as pure and innocent as the fandom portrays them as, especially Mary-Beth. She reminds me of the type of  school bullies who were so liked that no one believed the victims when they spoke up. Again, I’m not saying don’t like them. I’m just pointing out that I think these are traits that pop up

#rdr 2 #abigail roberts #abigail marston #mary-beth gaskill #mary beth gaskill #karen jones #van der linde gang #jack marston #john marston #low honor arthur morgan #could be considered anti mary-beth & anti karen #be aware #don't like don't read

[teaberrii]

The President’s Delinquent

You and Cyno can’t be more different. He’s Akademiya’s perfect student council president. You’re a labelled, cursed delinquent who changes into a cat for eight hours when kissed. When Cyno gets a complaint about you, he’s forced to take action, only for it to lead to unexpected circumstances.

Cyno/You

Notes: Cross-posted on Ao3

Chapter One: The President's Problem

“Good morning, Cyno!”

“Hiya, prez!”

“Hello, Mr. President!”

No matter how many greetings he gets, Cyno’s expression remains stoic. Still, he gives a curt nod to the students who publicly recognize him as most keep their distance. He's heard the rumours. Some say he’s too intimidating and unapproachable. Others want to “admire from afar,” whatever that means. 

Despite Cyno's popularity amongst the teachers and students, when he ran for student council president, no one expected him to win. He’s too quiet, mysterious, and serious, a huge contrast to the other candidates at the time who were charismatic but touting “ridiculous” ideas.

“Keep Akademiya great! Keep Akademiya on top!”

Akademiya has been ranked the top school in the nation for five consecutive years. Still, the empty slogans without any plan for real improvements are, as Cyno calls it, “brainless.”

“There’s something called smiling.” Tighnari, his childhood friend and now Vice-President, had said to him one day. “You should try it. It’ll do wonders for your reputation and campaign.”

But, Cyno never took that advice. Instead, he relied purely on skill and logic. Besides, Cyno's air of mystery adds to his charisma. Not that he would ever admit that out loud.

Just as Cyno turns the corner, an older graduate student bumps into him and says, “Hey. Watch where you’re going." Cyno keeps walking until he feels a hand on his shoulder. “I said to watch where you’re going.”

One of the other students attempts to calm the situation by saying, “... Hey, just leave him alone.”

“He’s the one who bumped into me!”

Cyno still doesn’t turn around. Instead, he brushes the student’s hand off his shoulder without a word. People like this aren’t worth the time. Just then, Cyno glares over his shoulder and dodges the punch that would’ve struck him if it weren’t for his fast reflexes. Cyno swiftly grabs the student's wrist and stops him with his foot.

Then, Cyno finally looks the student in the eyes and says, “Pick your battles wisely.”

It's one of the top-down problems he's noticed at Akademiya. Older students abuse their seniority over younger students, which is why Cyno's position is still controversial. He technically shouldn't be president as he's not in the ranks of the older students. He's not old or experienced enough. Yet, he still won, much to the dismay of the more senior students and teachers.

Cyno lets the student go, and he quickly scrambles to his feet. Then, with one last glare at Cyno, the student leaves with his friends. At least he knows when to back off.

Once Cyno reaches the student council meeting room, he sees his team seated around the table. “... Apologies for being late.”

One of the members smiles at him. “Oh, you’re not late, Mr. President.”

Candace, one of the class representatives, looks at the time. “You’re safe with only a few seconds to spare.”

Tighnari laughs softly. “Do we need to be so picky, Candace?”

“Of course.”

Cyno sits at the front and looks through the agenda. “Let’s get started.”

Soon, ideas about school events and activities are tossed around the room. The conversation eventually leads to a discussion about student and teacher concerns about the school. While the council has already taken care of most of them, one gets Cyno's full attention.

Candace says your name. “Have you heard of her before?”

“She’s in your class, isn’t she, Cyno?” Tighnari asks.

Of course. You’re an infamous figure at the school, after all. After a video of you punching an older student went viral last semester, you’ve been labelled as Akademiya’s black sheep. How did you—someone with a tempter and an attitude like that—get into such a prestigious school? Connections? Bribery? Everyone questioned you, and they're still questioning you.

Everyone except Cyno.

Your name is familiar, but while he's been curious about you, he's never approached you. He has no reason to. Besides, whatever happened in that video is none of his business.

“One of the students has a problem with her,” Candace says.

“How?" Tighnari asks. "She’s, like, never here.”

That’s also one of your greatest mysteries. Cyno’s seen you around but only during exam season. What’s even more baffling is how you score in the top ten every time.

“That’s the problem,” Candace deadpans. “The complaint is how a student like her can attend this school after what happened last semester. Students complain it’s unfair that she gets to"—she does air quotations with her hands as she says—‘show up whenever she likes while everyone else slaves away.'”

“... Sounds more of a personal complaint than anything else,” Tighnari mumbles.

Candace sighs. “Look, I don’t want to deal with this any more than you guys do. But it’s not just one or two people, so we should do something before it gets out of control. It can’t be good for her either.”

Everyone slowly turns to Cyno.

“But...” Tighnari begins, tapping his pen against the table, “What are we supposed to do? We’re also students.”

Candace crosses one leg over the other. “Some want her kicked out.”

“... That’s a little harsh.”

“Er, didn’t she put that guy in the hospital?”

“I thought he died.”

“Okay,” Candace says, stopping all conjectures. “First, I can confirm that the kid didn’t die. He just transferred to another school. And… no one knows what really happened.”

“What about the teachers?” Tighnari asks. “I heard they got involved, but nothing came out of it.”

Cyno doesn't like the sound of this. But is there really no other way to solve this without getting involved? Candace has a point. There are too many unknowns that aren't good for anyone. The students. The school. You. And… him. As much as Cyno wants to, he can't turn a blind eye. It's part of his job to resolve student complaints, no matter how ridiculous they are. And, well, this mystery isn't entirely absurd. At least to Cyno. Something lies sleeping beneath the surface, and maybe Akademiya can make a real change if the beast awakens.

“... I’ll get in touch with her.”

Everyone turns to Cyno again. “Are you sure, Cyno?”

There's a reason why this isn't resolved. Someone has something to hide. And, Cyno has a feeling that it isn't you. Besides, what's the worst that can happen?

“Are you afraid of her, Tighnari?” Cyno asks.

Tighnari and Candance glance at each other. “Well, she did punch someone.”

“I don’t know if she had guts or was just dumb, really,” someone says. “She could’ve gotten hurt if that student fought back. He was twice her size!”

“Let’s refrain from judging, shall we?” Candace asks. Then, she looks at Cyno. “I guess we’ll leave it to you.”

After the meeting ends, Cyno walks toward his next class, but he's coming up with possibilities of how to find you. Then, suddenly, he stops and looks to his right. Maybe it's worth a shot. Cyno slides the door open and enters the teacher's lounge.

“Ah, Cyno, what brings you here?”

“I was hoping you could help me, professor,” Cyno says.

“What do you need?”

“... Information on a student.”

The professor raises a brow. “What kind of information?”

Oh, you know. Her phone number… Maybe an address? Personal information that you won't give out to another student. Cyno clears his throat and says, "The Council's been receiving complaints on a specific student. I've been asked to take care of it."

“Ah… you must be talking about her.” Then, the professor says your name. “Am I right?”

“Yes, that’s her.”

“Is she not at school… again?”

“Well, I haven’t seen her."

The professor sighs. “Honestly, I don’t see why the school keeps her around. Not even taking her studies seriously. What a bad look on the school.”

“To be fair….” Cyno and the professor turn to the male voice that Cyno instantly recognizes. Kaveh, an architect who’s a stand-in for one of the absent teachers this year, walks towards the two. “The student she punched was apparently harassing the juniors.” Oh? Well, this is news to Cyno. “So, maybe she did the school a favour.”

“But it certainly didn’t help her in any way,” the professor says. “Anyway”—he turns to Cyno—“if she’s not at school, I’m afraid I can’t help you.” Then, he glances at his watch. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a class to teach.”

Once he’s out the door, Kaveh looks at Cyno and smiles. “Digging around for a student’s personal information? Not like you at all, Cyno.”

“Save your breath, Kaveh. If you can’t help me.”

“Oh, but maybe I can.” Cyno narrows his eyes as Kaveh continues, “... But for something in return, of course.”

“... Better make this worth my while.”

“I’m substituting for an evening class today, but I have to pick up my dry-cleaning… See what I’m getting at?”

Cyno rolls his eyes. “Dry-cleaning… really?”

Kaveh sighs loudly. “Blame Haitham for breaking the washing machine. Honestly. I’m surprised he managed to live this long without knowing much about how to do daily house chores.”

“Maybe that’s why he allowed you to room with him. It makes sense, after all.”

“... Are you saying his hospitality was a disguise for me to become his housemaid?”

Cyno shrugs. “... Anyway, my answer will depend on how useful your information is.”

“Haitham’s rubbing off on you.” Cyno raises a brow. Kaveh frowns. “Or, maybe it runs in the family.”

“Are you going to give me an answer or not?”

“Okay, okay! Yeesh.” Then, quietly, “At least Haitham’s more patient.” Cyno isn’t amused. He’s not a stranger to people comparing him to his older cousin. They are alike, but perhaps too much so that people are starting to forget Cyno isn’t Alhaitham. “The Red Sand. I’m sure you’ve heard of that place.”

Everyone knows of The Red Sand, but very few step into that area as it’s where gangs frequent. Surprisingly, there hasn’t been any trouble over the last few years. Now, Cyno’s even more curious. What’s a student like you doing in a place like that?

"Saw her with a few big guys over there," Kaveh continues. "Not sure what they're doing, but yeah."

Well, that's not suspicious at all. But, Cyno has to ask, "What were you doing there?"

“Used it as a shortcut, but the most I got were just a few suspicious stares.” Cyno looks at his watch. He’s going to be late for class. “... You’re not really going to go, are you?”

Cyno hasn’t decided. But why does it seem like things are suddenly getting more complicated? “I’ll see.”

As he slides open the door, he’s visibly surprised to see a student on the other side. But it’s not just any student. It’s one he recognizes… as your friend. At least she’s the one who tried to stop the fight between you and that student.

“H-hello, Mr. President!”

“... Cyno is fine.”

“Ah… okay. Hello, Cyno.”

Cyno steps aside to let the female student inside. She steps over the threshold, then turns to him and asks, “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop… but were you talking about Y/N?”

“Oh? Do you know her?” Kaveh asks.

“She’s my friend.”

“Do you know where I might find her?” Cyno asks.

She smiles slightly. “... May I ask why you’re looking for her?”

“There’s something I wish to check with her,” Cyno says.

She slowly nods and says, “Well… I could give you her address.”

“I would appreciate that.”

“Um, let me text you!” Cyno is hesitant, as he doesn’t like to give his number to anybody. But, he reluctantly agrees as it’s the only solid lead he has on you. “Don’t hesitate to ask me anything else!”

Cyno doesn’t answer and walks to class.

◆◆◆

“You got her address? Already?”

“I guess I was lucky,” Cyno says, looking at Tighnari. “... Her friend happened to show up at the teacher’s lounge.”

“Her friend? Who?” That’s a good question. Who is she again? Tighnari scoffs quietly. “Wait. Don’t tell me you don’t even know her name.”

Cyno stops at an intersection. “I’m going this way.”

Tighnari looks in the unfamiliar direction behind his friend. “Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you? What if she’s actually dangerous?”

"Since when did you offer to come with me?" Tighnari coughs once as Cyno deadpans, "She's a student."

"... A student who hangs out at The Red Sand." Tighnari crosses his arms. "What if—"

"Look, enough with the what-ifs."

To Cyno's surprise, Tighnari smiles. "Y'know, this is the first time I'm seeing you go so far for someone."

"... Excuse me?"

Tighnari shrugs. "You could've asked Candace to handle it. There's always another way, but you accepted it without question." Then, he chuckles. "Don't tell me you're... curious about her?"

"Would you like to handle this then?" Cyno asks. Tighnari quickly shakes his head. "... Yeah, I thought so."

Tighnari smiles sheepishly. “Well, good luck. Let me know how things go!”

And then he’s off.

As Cyno continues on his way alone, he starts getting curious and suspicious stares. The longer Cyno walks, the more he's aware he's getting closer to The Red Sand. Maybe he should turn back. Maybe he should wait for you to show up at school. Maybe—

Then, he stops.

The sound of laughter makes him look toward a small park. A young boy runs up to you and takes your hand. Then, he starts dragging you to the swings, where Cyno overhears him urging you to push him.

“Okay, okay! I’m coming,” you say, smiling.

Once the boy gets comfortable, you give him a hard push, and the boy tells you to push him higher. Dangerous is the last word that comes to mind when Cyno looks at you. Then, he hears someone call your name and watches a burly man approach you.

“Jebrael!”

You stop the swing, and the young boy quickly climbs off into a tall man's arms. Jebrael picks up the young boy and asks, "Miss me, kid?"

“No,” he says cheekily. “I had the best company!”

Jebrael looks at you. “... Thanks for looking after him.”

“What can I say?” you say, ruffling the kid’s hair. “Nothing beats babysitting.”

“Hey! I’m a good kid.”

"Yes, very good," you say as he pouts and narrows his eyes. Then, you lean in to kiss his head, but the young boy gives you an unexpected peck on the cheek.

Cyno's eyes widen as you're suddenly shrouded in smoke, and he almost drops his bag when he sees a silhouette that's nothing close to human. He steps back, almost running into an incoming cyclist who starts ringing his bell like crazy.

Cyno dodges him, but once he turns back, he sees Jebrael, the young boy, and… a small, white cat sitting in the pile of clothes you had just been wearing. Your eyes meet his, and it’s as if your gaze freezes him in place.

What. Just. Happened.

Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five Chapter Twenty-Six

Tag List: @suoshiii @lordbugs @lxry-chxn

#cyno x you #cyno x reader #genshin impact #cyno fluff #cyno genshin impact

[peskygirl13]

Twisted Wonderland Original Characters

Esmerellis “Esme” Danserai

Background:

Esmerellis is a third year at RSA. He lived in the Rose Kingdom when he was little, but after his parents died he was put under the care of his Uncle who traveled a lot. He hasn’t settled down in one place since he was very young. 

Esmerellis is 19. Like Ruggie he comes from a very poor family. When he was first presented with the opportunity to join RSA at 16, he declined to stay and help take care of his Uncle. The next year when he was 17, he was presented the opportunity again and decided to take it with some persuading from his Uncle.

Fun Facts: 

He’s apart of the “Aladdin Dorm” at RSA (or whatever dorm is the opposite of Scarabia) and has a slight dancing rivalry with Jamil. He does get along with Kalim, however. (Think of the “You’re stupid. I like that in a man.” meme. That’s their relationship.)

Esmerellis has gotten a piece of jewelry from every place he’s ever lived.

He does have a goat familiar, but I haven’t decided a name for it yet. It’ll either be Delilah or Achilles.

His birthday is June 19th.

His Unique Magic is “Dance la Esmerellis.” Somewhat similar to Ruggie’s Unique Magic, he can control the movements of others whenever he plays his tambourine. 

If you are familiar with @wolken-himmel​ then you know that they also have a Twst oc based off of Esmerelda. 

By no means am I trying to copy them or their work. This was an idea I’ve had on my mind for a while. 

I do like the name Esme that they came up with, but I didn’t want to copy it. That’s why his full name is “Esmerellis” and “Esme” is just a nickname that a few people call him.

Tonio Paddison

Background:

Tonio is a second year at RSA. He was raised by his Mother and Grandmother in Port o’ Bliss after his father passed away. He’s Sam’s cousin and maintains a brotherly-relationship with him. Sam taught Tonio everything he knows about business and, before joining RSA, Tonio worked part time at Sam’s Shop at NRC to raise money. Because of this, several third year students at NRC know Tonio (and slightly resent him for going to RSA instead of NRC).

Tonio almost rejected going to RSA, not wanting to leave his mom and grandma, but they wouldn’t let him pass up an opportunity like this. Especially since his grandmother is a very powerful mage and he would excel in magic if given the chance.

Fun Facts: 

He is a member of the “Ariel Dorm” at RSA  (or whatever dorm is the opposite of Octavinelle/Whatever dorm Rielle is in).

In his first year, he helped out in the cafeteria for extra money and his food was so popular, that Ambrose allowed him to open his own restaurant at RSA as long as 10% goes toward the school. Tonio saves most of his funds, but does send some money to his Grandma and Mother.

He and Azul are business rivals.

His Birthday is November 12th. 

He has yet to discover his Unique Magic because he hadn’t explored his magic much until joining RSA, instead focusing solely on academics and working.

Rashad Al-Jasim

Background: 

Rashad is a second year at RSA. He’s from the land of Hot Sands and is Kalim’s cousin. He’s apart of Kalim’s family that is royal and unlike Kalim he’s an only child because his mom passed away when he was young and his father never remarried. Because of this, he’s very close to Kalim and views him as a brother. 

Unlike Kalim, Rashad isn’t naïve and notices Jamil’s resentment. Rashad doesn’t like Jamil because of this, but is at least cordial with him and does have sympathy for this family’s situation. 

Fun Facts: 

He’s apart of the “Aladdin Dorm” at RSA (or whatever dorm is the opposite of Scarabia) with Esmerellis and finds him interesting.

He forbade his father from using any influence on the school to gain him favor (Not that Ambrose would take a bribe, unlike Crowley).

Like Kalim likes elephants, Rashad likes peacocks

He has an orange cat familiar named Rayah (rye-ah).

He doesn’t like people knowing he’s royalty/wealthy, so he doesn’t wear much jewelry. 

His birthday is November 25th

His Unique Magic is “Genie in a Bottle.” He can temporality make someone’s wish come true, but only for a short period of time. The bigger the wish, the sooner time runs out.

I did my best to make Rashad as culturally accurate as I could while still keeping the Disney flair, but if something about his design is inaccurate or insulting please let me know and I will more than happy to fix it.

Rhyme Rosehearts

Background: 

Rhyme is a first year at RSA and is Riddle’s younger brother. When their parents divorced Rhyme went with their father while Riddle stayed with their mother. He didn’t get to see or talk to Riddle much after the divorce, but still tried to keep tabs on his older brother.

Once they both started RSA and NRC, Rhyme was able to officially start contacting Riddle again through letters, but Riddle never responded until after his overblot when he started to take control back from their mother. 

Fun Facts: 

He’s a member of the “Alice Dorm” at RSA (or whatever dorm is the opposite of Heartslabyul/He’s in whatever dorm Che’nya is in). 

He’s more of a free spirit than Riddle since he didn’t live under their mother’s thumb like his brother and has a huge amount of curiosity. He isn’t afraid to ask questions or admit he doesn’t know something.

Che’nya immediately knew that Rhyme was Riddle’s brother and when he told Rhyme that he knew Riddle when they were kids, Rhyme asked Che’nya to tell him everything. That’s how Rhyme knows so much about Riddle after they were separated.

Like Riddle likes hedgehogs, Rhyme likes mice. 

He has a mouse familiar named Earl Grey.

His Birthday is May 4th.

His Unique Magic is “Pass the Sword.” He can give anyone but himself a power up that helps them get stronger, but it loses affect if Rhyme hurts someone. 

I know that Azul’s parents are divorced, but I can’t remember if Riddle said that his parents were divorced or not since he only mentioned his mother in his overblot flashback. If nothing else, I know his parents likely don’t like each other much (it’s somewhat implied in his Ghost Marriage card), so let’s just say they’re divorced.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst rsa #rsa #twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #RSA oc #royal sword academy #royal sword academy oc #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #octavinelle #scarabia #pomefiore #ignihyde #diasomnia #disney esmerelda #disney tiana #disney jasmine #disney white queen #the hunchback of notre dame #princess and the frog #aladdin #alice in wonderland #tim burton alice in wonderland #disney #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #disney princess #riddle rosehearts

[messiahzzz]

I agree with you about the increasing hostility of some Wyll fans. I'm not saying that they are not right to feel bitter about Wyll's lack of content from fans and Larian, but some of them are just as toxic as the toxic Astarion fans.

Gale also receives a lot of hate from the wider BG3 fandom, but I was pretty much told that it doesn’t matter because he is like the 4th most popular character. And I had to block the wyllstarion tag due to the hostility of some members of the fandom towards Bloodweave.

I once saw someone say Bladeweave made more sense than Wyllstarion, and they got shut down as being racist. About Bladeweave.

I just don't engage with Wyll or Astarion content anymore, sadly.

i have said this so many times by now, but i’ll repeat it again: people have every right to be upset and criticize larian for their treatment of [insert any character here that isn’t a*tar*on]. no one is stopping you, no one is urging you towards inaction, neither is anyone claiming that racial biases don’t exist in this game. be as bitter as you want, have discussions about race in the d&d universe and how this also extends to wyll. dissect each snippet of wyll’s dialogue, write thorough analyses, and vent about it on your blog to your heart’s content. in that sense: it’s perfectly fine to address the continuous mistreatment other characters face at the same time. don’t be discouraged, this doesn’t take anything away from wyll.

it is about the means of achieving said goal (i.e. more/higher quality content for wyll) that is alienating a big part of the fandom in the process. deeming public pressure and demands directed at the devs an appropriate course of action in an attempt to get wyll the content he very much deserves. which, in the end, is doing more harm than good. it is putting more negative focus on the wyll fandom as a whole, which in turn sadly also affects how other fans engage with said character. the inevitable result being that fans choose to stay in their own small, curated fandom corners and are now even less likely to create new content with him than they were in the first place. this is truly unfortunate. tirelessly perpetuating the “it’s them vs. us” mentality (which i believe is also what you were referring to in your ask) only further discourages fandom from engaging in any sort of discussion around wyll that might actually be worthwhile. this includes discussions about racism, racial bias and stereotypes. basically anything that addresses wyll outside of his romance and his role as a narrative stepping-stone. these dialogs and exchanges are incredibly important, and contrary to what some might believe: not blindly agreeing to every point mentioned doesn’t automatically make you the problem.

i personally believe this whole approach to be effectively counterproductive. it is not “spreading the wyll love”, so to speak. for instance, i highly doubt that demanding a public note app apology from larian will result in them granting wyll’s story the resources & care it deserves. (note: i did notice that wyll’s petition has been edited and the wording/content has been largely adjusted after i made my og post. so several of those goals aren’t listed anymore as of now)

now, this is just my own personal estimate on the situation, mind you. so take it with a grain of salt: i don’t believe petitions like these will actually provide the desired results. there are petitions for almost every npc at this point (one for raphael’s romance included) that have a higher amount of signatures and still remain largely ignored by fandom and larian alike. which i think perfectly illustrates just how much fandom truly cares about these specific issues once direct action and organization are required.

sending larian continuous feedback containing constructive, direct criticism and specific examples with data to back it up is way more likely to get them to notice and actually bring about the changes you want, instead of making nebulous claims that contain half-truths which likely won't ever enter larian's peripheral vision. don’t stop sending in reports even if you don’t get a reply the first few dozen times. provide an overview, tell them what specific scenes and what lines of dialogue need to be changed. yes, i know this is tedious and tiring.

i personally can’t add much on the shipping discourse front. that’s a part of fandom i systematically avoid. i do hope that you’re curating your online experience to your tastes and don’t seek out discourse that actively distresses you. stay safe pls 💕

#alas. i wish it wasn’t so #but sadly will have to agree with anon on the toxicity levels reaching dangerous territories #asks #it speaks #racism mention

[inadaydream99]

10 Things I Hate About You

Renjun x fem! Reader, angst to fluff, high school au, feat. NCT dream

A/N - inspired by one of my all time favourite movies! Also, this is a high school au, which is not usually my best, but it felt wrong making it anything except that consider what it’s inspired by 😂

Additional note: this is not trying to replicate the film.

Disclaimer: this does not represent any of the members in real life and is for entertainment purposes only. Mentions of alcohol/ drinking. Some explicit language. Any more I’ve missed, please let me know!

How did it come to this?

A person you used to find so much comfort in; used to want to be around all the time; used to care for more than anyone else in the world, now ignores your existence. To say that you don’t resent him a little would be a lie. But that doesn’t mean it hurts any less.

You used to be best friends, two fearless kids dreaming about their futures together and never once thinking anything could tear them apart. You fell in love with the way his smile would reach all the way to his eyes and the little crinkles that would form because of it. You fell in love with the sound of his laugh and the muted grumbles that tumbled past his lips whenever something annoyed him. But, most of all, you fell in love with him. Your best friend.

You knew you weren’t supposed to. But it felt like every coming of age movie showed the best friend as the knight in shining armour and the protagonists’ happily ever after. You believed Renjun was just that for you. He was your everything.

The problem was that you got tired of waiting for Renjun to notice you. He was always the more popular one, the one with good grades and many admirers. And as you grew older, you grew apart. In 9th grade, he began getting distant, only hanging out with you a few times a week. 10th grade, Renjun joined the football team and so you’d only get to see him if he didn’t have practice, which was a rare occasion. But by 11th grade, football had completely taken over his life. He was the promising future for the schools team and the most popular guy in the entire school. That was also the time he got a girlfriend, Elle. I mean, what’s the most popular boy without the most popular girl, right?

You on the other hand, had been completely outcasted by your so called best friend. So by the time you were in senior year, you were still a nobody, the shy girl in the corner. Completely unseen.

“I can’t believe Mr. Payne gave me a 84.” Mark complains beside you. The most studious person you’ve ever met and top of the class, he’s your only proper friend. You’re thankful to have Mark. Outcasts together, you always like to say. But, truth is, high school has never been that kind to either of you. “He’s such a-”

“Pain?” You smirk, finally lifting your head away from picking at the soggy fries on the table in front of you. Mark only rolls his eyes at you, letting out a dissatisfied huff.

“I’m just glad we don’t have long left in this hell-hole of a school.” He bitterly mumbles. Normally you’d find Mark amusing, but right now you’re too distracted.

From across the cafeteria you hear an eruption of laughter, your attention being drawn onto the left-hand corner, also known as the football teams table. From amongst the crowd of adoring people, there in the centre sits Renjun surrounded by his fellow members: Jaemin, Jeno, Donghyuck, Chenle and Jisung. While everyone else is having a great time, he looks heartbroken, but that’s not surprising considering he’d recently gotten dumped. Yes, Elle had dropped him for some college guy she’d met while on spring break. Apparently she’d dumped Renjun over text the day before school resumed.

You know you shouldn’t, but there’s still a part of you that clings onto the hope of him. That maybe if you look for long enough, he’ll look up and notice you, maybe even send you a small smile. Ever since he’d become single, you’ve found yourself fantasising about it even more.

“(Y/N), you’re staring again.” Mark sighs, snapping you out of your daydream. “I don’t know what you see in him.” Mark continues, watching as a frown overtakes your face.

You pick up a fry and begin playing around with it on your plate. “I just,” you sigh. “I know what he’s really like. And that is not the real Renjun over there.”

“(Y/N).” Mark grabs onto your wrist. Your eyes flicker up to meet his sympathetic look. “He got dared to put itch powder in my gym shorts last week.”

You wince at the thought, shaking your head. But you’re adamant that’s not a reflection of the person he is underneath. The football team are notorious for their pranks. He’s just lost himself in all the popularity.

“So prom isn’t far away.” Jaemin wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

“Ugh. Don’t even go there.” Renjun complains. “I was meant to go with Elle.”

“Oh forget about her.” Donghyuck pats his sulking friend on the back a little too harshly, earning a glare. “We’re going to find you someone much better.”

He looks a bit too confident in himself, but that just about sums Donghyuck up in everything really.

“You’re going to find someone better than the most popular girl in the school?” Chenle almost spit-takes his drink upon hearing Jeno’s disbelieving tone.

“No, but we can make one.” Donghyuck grins.

Renjun sends an unsure glance around the table. It seems that everyone gets what his friend means except for him.

~

As it turns out, Donghyuck’s plan is to find someone under the radar who the group can turn into one of them. It should be easy considering they know everything it takes to be a popular. Renjun only has to show slight interest in someone and the school will be all over them. It’s just, he needs to figure out who has the most potential…

“(Y/N)!” Chenle almost makes you drop your books as he jumps out from behind your locker door.

“Shit Chenle, do you want to give me a heart attack?” Your breathlessness makes Chenle feel triumphant.

Chenle knows so many people, he’s practically friends with everyone in your school, so you never really thought too deeply about it when he first took an interest in you. He’s one of the few people that makes you feel seen and so you’ve always had a bit of a soft spot for him.

You were actually seated next to each other in biology a few years back and, from then on, you’ve always been friendly with each other in passing. Like right now.

“I wanted to know if you’re free this Friday? I’m having a party.” He beams. You’re flattered to be invited, but knowing the crowd that will be attending, you don’t think it’s the right place for you.

“I would, but I- uh- have to-” your eyes glance around the hall, searching for anything to help you with a viable excuse. “I have piano practice.”

Really? That’s that best you could come up with?

Donghyuck sneakily observes from his locker a few doors away. Initially, he’d been curious as to why Chenle is giving you the time of day. But, as he sneaked glances, he finds your shyness quite endearing and that you are actually kinda cute in a subtle sort of way. He remembers from way back, when you and Renjun used to be close, and you’d wear the same braided piggy tails to school everyday. You’d always had a soft nature. Very approachable. Very likeable.

Very promising.

“Sup Chenle, (Y/N).” Your eyes widen when Donghyuck approaches, leaning on Chenle’s shoulder and turning his attention onto you. You feel yourself shrink under his confidences stare.

“(Y/N) here was just trying to get out of my party on Friday.” You suck in a breath at Chenle’s words. Why did he have to tell one of the loudest people in your school that information!

“Yeah, piano lessons, right?” Donghyuck smirks. “Can’t imagine anything more exhilarating!” The faux enthusiasm almost makes you laugh. Emphasis on almost.

“What’s going on here?” his voice hits you before you see him. Renjun joins Chenle and Donghyuck, seemingly blocking the only space you could have used as an escape route if needed. Now you’re just crowded into the wall of lockers.

“I’ve found some potential.” Donghyuck states like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. And it seems that maybe it is, because you’re the only one who’s confused.

~

“Absolutely not!”

“But why?” Donghyuck makes a scene as he chases after Renjun.

You’d managed to escape your entrapment against the lockers by the bell for final period. During which, is when Donghyuck had sneakily sent a text to Renjun explaining to him the reasons why you were the perfect choice.

The second class was dismissed, Renjun had bolted out of the classroom, through the corridors and out of the back exit towards the fields. Of course, Donghyuck was hot on his tail the whole way, both of them shouting back and forth to one another as Renjun desperately tried to get away.

“Give me one good reason.” Donghyuck stops Renjun by grabbing onto his shoulder, both of them now stood in the middle of the empty football field.

“Because!” Renjun’s fists are clenched, teeth gritted, unbelievably angry with his friend. “Because we have history.”

“Which is exactly why she’s perfect!” Donghyuck tries his best to convince. But it’s to no avail, Renjun letting out a huff of laughter as he begins to walk away once again.

“Think about it this way. (Y/N)’s invisible, we can literally shape her into anything we want.” Renjun stops in his tracks, looking over his shoulder to see his friends pleading expression. “We- you know her better than anyone in this school. We can make her your dream girl, you’ll be back in a power couple, win prom king and leave the legacy you’ve always wanted…”

Prom king, football captain, scholarship to his choice of college…

Renjun hates that Donghyuck always seems to be right. Manipulating you into popularity would be easy considering his social power, he could still get his dream ending to high school.

“This isn’t me agreeing, but how exactly are we going to achieve this?”

Donghyuck’s smile is almost too elated over Renjun’s intrigue. The excitement is too much to contain.

~

“I thought you hated parties?” You raise a brow in Mark’s direction.

“That was before I’d actually been invited to any…”

You chuckle at him, lightly rolling your eyes at his reasoning. It seems funny but you understand where he’s coming from.

“Have you been to any?”

Mark’s question makes you feel a little uneasy. Similarly to him, you’re not really that into parties because it’s rare you’re invited. The last one you attended was when you were 13; the exciting, and definitely not awkward, time when you’ve just become a teen. It was also around the time that you noticed some of the people in your grade had become interested in relationships.

You remember you’d been roped into a game of spin the bottle - daring for you at the time - and everyone was giddy with the anticipation of kissing their crush. Of course, you were secretly hoping you’d get to kiss Renjun. So when Elle had spun the bottle and it landed on him you had tried your best to hide your disappointment. Of course, back then you weren’t mature enough to realise the depth of your feelings towards your then best friend Renjun. Nor were you too happy over the fact that the bottle had decided your first kiss would with with Donghyuck.

“Not really.” You hesitantly laugh, deciding you’d rather not relive that memory out loud.

“Then we should definitely go!” Mark enthusiastically tries to persuade.

Your mind flashes back to your earlier encounter in the hall, the obnoxiously cocky look on Donghyuck’s face and the way he’d made you feel pressured to attend. Then Renjun flashes into focus, the momentary concern behind his eyes before he realised it was you being practically held hostage by his friends. You know the sweet and caring person is still underneath the layers of his persona somewhere…

“Ok.” You nod. “Let’s go to Chenle’s party.”

~

Friday morning sees a fresh wave of anxiety wash over you. You’re exhausted; it feels like this week has lasted for an eternity…

On Wednesday, Chenle had sought you out while you were walking to history with Mark - who’s eyes had lit up when Chenle patted him on the back and began talking to him about Friday. Although, you have to admit, it was kind of cute seeing Mark and Chenle’s friendship blossom.

And yesterday had just been completely strange. What had started with Chenle joining you for lunch, had then introduced Jisung to your table, which then bought over Jeno (who cannot live for a second without Jisung). This meant that Jaemin joined your newly forming group, because you don’t get Jeno without him. Donghyuck then rushed over to join because he didn’t want to sit alone. Which, finally, led to a confused Renjun approaching his (now empty) usual lunch table, only to be called over to where you were all sat by the person who started it all; Chenle.

It felt weird and wrong and all sorts of awkward to have any of them hanging out with you in such a public place, no less being sat at the same table as Renjun himself. You could practically feel the eyes burning into you from onlookers around the cafeteria as he approached your table and took the last seat, right beside you. You’re too shy to even sneak a look at him, particularly with so many chances of getting caught by someone. So you remain quiet, head ducked down to keep your focus on the food you’ve now lost your appetite for.

But then the unexpected happened.

You felt a light nudge to your arm, flickering your eyes up to find Renjun already look at you. It feels as though time freezes as you make eye contact with him for the first time in years. His ebony eyes shimmer under the artificial lights, projecting a glimmering honey swirl that ignites a warm, fuzzy feeling in your stomach. The small smile that slowly stretches across his lips, although subtle, is inviting and you find yourself instinctively reciprocating with one of your own. “I’m sorry, didn’t mean to elbow you.” His velvety voice washes over you and your heart hammers in your chest. You simply replied with an “It’s ok. Accidents happen.” Before the little bubble between you was burst and Renjun’s attention was pulled onto his friends.

“(Y/N)!” You jolt back into reality, feeling heat quickly raise up your neck. “You zoned out again.” Mark chuckles. It’s embarrassing enough how many times you’ve found yourself replaying your interaction with Renjun to yourself, let alone getting caught by anyone else and them figuring it out.

“Is she always like this?” Chenle teases and you let out a noise in protest when Mark nods yes back.

“It’s too early to focus!” Your justification seems pointless, Mark and Chenle simply laughing together.

As they begin to walk down the corridor towards first period, you find yourself third wheeling, quickly grabbing the books you need from your locker, slamming it shut without a care for how loud it is, and rushing after them to math.

“Do you really think this is going to work?” Renjun anxiously questions Donghyuck. The closer to math they get, the more nervousness Renjun feels bubble in the bottom of his stomach.

After hearing out each step of Donghyuck’s plan, he’d found himself convinced by his charismatic descriptions, painting the perfect outcome for Renjun. He knows Renjun too well, almost better than himself at times.

All Renjun has to do this morning is sit near enough to you to pass you a note during class. A little old school, yes, but Donghyuck is adamant that it’s a romantic gesture. Or at least, it’s sweet.

Entering class, Renjun immediately spots you sat on the desk directly behind Mark and Chenle. He can’t help the smile that adorns his face when he notices that the seat right beside you is empty.

“Is this seat taken?” Your head snaps up, mouth hanging agape when you hear his unmistakable voice. But the suddenness is too unexpected for you to be able to form words, shaking your head no instead.

You half expect Renjun to pick up the chair and take it to a different spot. But he simply slides it back and sits himself beside you instead.

From his peripheral, he can see how taken aback you are. He’s not surprised by your reaction to him, seeing that yesterday’s lunchtime encounter had you so flustered and tense. Although, it does kind of hurt a little to see you feel so awkward. He hadn’t realised how much space your time apart had created between you.

You’re thankful that the class begins almost immediately after Renjun has sat beside you; given any more time than a few seconds would have just been painful. It’s rare that you’re thankful to be studying algebra, but as your teacher begins talking through equations, you’ve never found yourself more immersed in the topic.

It’s about half way through when Renjun finally musters up enough courage to carefully nudge your elbow with his. He lets out a quiet chuckle, smiling hopefully as you look away from making notes. Without exchanging a single word, he extends his hand which holds a folded corner torn form his book between his fingers.

You sheepishly take the note, pursing your lips and narrowing your eyes in suspicion as you unfold it and read the message.

Are you going to Chenle’s tomorrow?

While it’s still the same Renjun that makes you feel on edge in his presence, there’s something adorable about the note. A simple question signifying the beginning of a conversation; an olive branch offering fresh friendship.

Maybe. Are you? You write back and slide the paper across the desk to him without bothering to fold it. You watch as he smiles, immediately writing a response.

I am and you should.

Why should I? Now he laughs.

Deciding to whisper instead of passing the note again, and because there’s no more space left, Renjun leans into your side: “Because we can hang out.”

You pull back a little after hearing his words, eyes wide. You’re a little sceptical but his smile seems genuine enough for you to give the benefit of the doubt.

Besides, how can you turn him down when he looks at you like that?

“Okay.” You whisper back.

~

Friday’s lunch is somehow even stranger than Thursday’s…

As you leave physics and step out into the hall you feel an arm wrap around your shoulder and find Donghyuck with a wide grin. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you.”

“You have?” your voice conveys more bewilderment than anything, but it really is odd for Donghyuck to give you the time of day, let alone want to talk to you.

“Uh-huh.” He nods. “Saw you passing notes with Renjun earlier. You guys looked very cute.”

You’re unsure why the fact you’d been caught passing notes with Renjun makes you feel so flustered, but it feels like you got caught cheating on a test, or scolded by a parent, or fraternising with someone way out of your league… wait, the last one isn’t untrue…

“It wasn’t really anything.” You hesitate, feeling ashamed. You don’t think Renjun would want word getting out about it, as the resident no-body, you feel like being friends with you would cause quite a detriment to his status.

“Well, it looked like you were pretty close to me.” His tone insinuates something suggestive, rather than platonic, and you feel a strong urge to reject everything Donghyuck says (nothing new there…). “And anyone who Renjun is friends with has to be cool.”

Surprised? No, astonished is a better word to explain the pure adrenaline kick that courses through you upon hearing the words “you” and “cool” in the same sentence. But nothing, I mean absolutely nothing, could have prepared you for what he says next:

“You’re one of us now (Y/N).”

After that it’s all a blur. Donghyuck led you to the popular table in the cafeteria, sat you between him and Renjun - who gave you a smile as you joined them. Had you been knocked out and woken up in a parallel universe?

It dawned on you seconds later that the seat you had wound up in used to be Renjun’s ex girlfriends, the very one you’d dreamed of being in so many times before.

It seems as though Donghyuck was right about Renjun’s status, because you found yourself suddenly thrown into the limelight. Walking down the halls, you were being acknowledged by people you were certain didn’t know you previously existed. In your final period, you’d had many offers for seat partners, and to top it all off, Renjun had called you over to sit with him. Literally. Called your name. In front of everyone.

You can’t imagine you’d looked anything less than the ripest red tomato to ever exist as you’d swallowed the lump of nervousness in your throat and complied to his request.

“I can not believe you!” The second you’re outside of the school gates, Mark rushes over to you in pure excitement, holding you by both shoulders and jumping up and down.

“I think there’s been a glitch in the matrix.” You snicker. Mark rolls his eyes in response.

“Can you not just enjoy this?” He chastises. “You are the moment.” Now it’s your turn to roll your eyes.

“It’s crazy how one person can hold so much power, don’t you think?” Your tone conveys displeasure. But inside, you do feel quite giddy with your newfound popularity.

“Yeah, and you’re his obsession.” Mark states like it’s the best thing in the world. But being an obsession is a little frightening. There’s something about it that seems temporary and pressuring; you’ve been chosen and you could be dropped at any moment. You don’t know if you can face being dropped by Renjun again…

~

Mark being as eager as ever had dragged you to the party so early that you were the first to arrive. Of course, Chenle was ecstatic when he swung open the front door of his mansion to reveal you and Mark.

Chenle is the most unsurprising of the whole popular group. Rich, lives in a mansion, owns all the of the latest designer fashion and has a huge pool in his backyard. Just as you’d expected.

“Dude!” Mark exclaims the second his eyes set sights on the chocolate fountain; rushing over immediately.

“I’m sorry about him.” You chuckle along with Chenle. He doesn’t seem to mind at all, if anything, he’s more amused by Mark’s joy than you are.

“Trust me, it’s not the first time I’ve seen someone get that excited over a chocolate fountain.” Chenle shakes his head. He recalls the first time Jisung had attended one of his parties and spent most of the evening walking around with a chocolate moustache… that was the moment Chenle knew he had to become best friends with this guy. “You look phenomenal by the way, really living up to your newfound fame.”

“Thanks.” You self-consciously look down at your dress, brushing your hands along the fabric to press out any creases. It’s a never seen before outfit of yours, one that you bought last summer when you’d hoped of having a glow-up but then never felt confident enough to actually wear.

Before you have a chance to compliment Chenle’s outfit, the doorbell has rung and he’s rushed off to answer it. It doesn’t take long for the party to become crowded with people. Now you understand why Chenle has such a huge house - or, you should say, why he takes advantage of the fact his parents do.

You’d lost Mark as soon as people had arrived, being swarmed around by power-hungry classmates. It even took Renjun ages to find you. But when he did, he wasted no time in saving you from the overwhelming sea of admirers.

“It’s intense isn’t it?” He jokes, but half of him is a little concerned for you. He’s used to receiving lots of attention, but he knows you’re naturally more reserved. He kind of feels bad.

“Just a bit.” You breathlessly laugh, just thankful that he’d helped you escape.

It’s funny how people don’t seem to approach you while you’re stood with Renjun. You always thought he must have been really approachable to be so popular, but it seems as though most people choose to admire from afar. Reality is he’s perfected being the exact right amount of approachable and off limits. Most don’t talk to him unless he initiates it, other than his close circle of friend of course.

“Well, I’m here now. No need to worry.” There’s a protectiveness in his tone that makes you feel safe. It’s a glimpse of the old Renjun. He always used to make you feel safe when you were younger.

You remember when you were six, playing in the park together. You’d fallen off the swings and grazed your knees pretty badly where you’d slip across the rough tarmac of the playground. Falling into a blubbering mess, Renjun had been by your side the whole time; taking your hand in his, calming you down until you’d stopped crying by trying to make you smile and laugh. He’d eventually coaxed you into standing up, and helped you hobble back home. He was so caring like that.

Looking at him now, it’s almost hard to believe it’s the same person. Gone were his large-rimmed glasses and cute snag tooth. He always kept himself immaculate, hair neatly parted and brushed away from his forehead, clothes always the latest fashion and perfectly matched to his pristine image. Not one thing out of place.

“I know this all seems so sudden.” He confesses. “But I’m here for you whenever you need, always have been.”

The depth of his words hit you like a ton of bricks, rendering you speechless. High school may have sent you down different paths, but now you know he never stopped caring for you, just like you had never stopped caring for him.

Nothing more is needed to be exchanged between you, both of you sharing infatuated smiles.

To others around you, it looks as though you’re falling in love, spellbound by the person in front of you. Gossip never takes long to spread and before you know it, everyone is talking about the new golden couple in the making.

~

“Last one in the pool has to stay up and clean this mess.” Chenle’s words make you all shoot up and launch yourself into the pool as quickly as possible.

It’s the early hours of the morning and the party had fizzled out hours ago at this point. Now, the only people left other than you and Chenle are Renjun, Mark, Donghyuck, Jisung and Jeno. Jaemin is technically still here, if you count the fact that he’s fast asleep on the sofa inside.

You resurface from the pool in fits of giggles only to be splashed in the face by a person on your left.

“Whoops.” Renjun smirks. There was no way it was unintentional, hearty laughter emitting from him when you send a splash of water to his face in retaliation.

“Hey!” He feigns offence, splashing you back again.

“Water fight!” Donghyuck announces at the top of his lungs, launching everyone into a frenzy.

A particularly strong wave of water shoots up your nose, leaving a painful sting in its wake, and you find yourself blindly trying to manoeuvre your way to the edge of the pool for some air.

You squeak when someone comes up behind you, pinching their fingers into your waist and making you jolt.

“Where’d you think you’re going?” The culprit, clearly Renjun, keeps you in his hold. You force a huff through your nose to clean out any remaining water before turning to face him.

Seeing the way you look pained makes him worry, his hand cupping your cheek as he leans his face in closer to get a good look at you.

“Too much?” His concern makes your stomach flip, literally peering into your soul with his intensely troubled gaze. You nod. “Let’s get you out of the pool.” He affirms, keeping you close to him as he carefully leads you towards the steps.

The cool nighttime air makes your bones shiver, your dress soaking wet and clinging to your trembling frame. Renjun tells you to wait where you are, momentarily leaving you to reach for a towel that had been discarded on one of the sun loungers. When he returns, he wraps is around your shoulders, gently untucking your hair from beneath.

By this point, the water fight had stopped and, unbeknownst to you and Renjun, everyone had been watching. It’s not until after you have wiped your eyes with the towel that you take notice of the silence and slowly shift your gaze in the direction of the pool.

“Don’t mind us!” Jeno shouts from the opposite end; dunked under the water by Mark beside him straight after.

“Let’s get you inside.” Renjun suggests, not really caring much for the audience who have now turned their attention onto Jeno’s retaliation towards Mark.

~

Watching as you take a seat by the kitchen counter, Renjun is reminded of Donghyuck’s ingenious next part of the plan.

“I’m sure Chenle keeps herbal tea or coco somewhere around here.” Renjun begins to search through every cupboard, but he’s stopped by your hand reaching across the counter and grabbing onto his, meeting your thankful smile.

“I promise I’m fine.”

It seems to be enough for Renjun to settle, dropping the idea of making a warm drink.

Moving his hand so he’s able to interlace your fingers with his, Renjun watches your expression carefully for any sign of discomfort or rejection. He feels relief wash over him where he finds none.

“I’ve been wanting to ask you this all night,” he nervously begins. “Would you want to have lunch together, just us, on Monday?”

The hopeful glint in his eye and the way he subconsciously chews on his bottom lip is adorable. It’s a little funny that he looks so nervous considering you’ve literally sat at the same lunch table with his group for the last two days.

Of course, you understand that this is another level in your growing friendship. It’s not just an offer to spend more time together, it’s to make a public statement about your friendship - relationship - whatever this is.

“I’d love to.” You beam, giggling as you watch the overjoyed excitement that consumes his previously nervous look.

~

Monday rolls around quicker than you’d expected, although you’re not dreading it like you usually do. Saturday and Sunday were pretty uneventful, if you excuse the copious amounts of follows on social media, which you hate to admit was actually quite exciting. You liked being seen.

You’d also been exchanging messages with Renjun for the duration, sending different memes and poking fun at each other, which you had enjoyed. It felt like you’d resumed the friendship you were always meant to have together.

The first thing you do every morning when you get to school is head to your locker to get the books you need for your first few classes. It’s usually a very mundane, but necessary exchange. So what you don’t expect to see is Renjun leaning against your locker, flicking through his phone with one hand and holding a flower in his other.

His attention is directed away from his social media feed when he hears someone clear their throat, a smile forming across his face when he looks up to find you, arms folded across your chest and one brow raised, waiting for him to move and trying to suppress the happiness your feel from seeing him in person again.

“For you.” He holds out the flower, a small pink rose.

There’s something timid in the action, the vulnerability maybe? Whatever it is, Renjun feels so glad when you accept it, the pink of the rose petals matching the colouring of your cheeks perfectly.

When Donghyuck had suggested that this should be Renjun’s next move, he’d wanted to curl up in a ball and hide. He’s never been one for romantic gestures, finding them more cringy than anything. But, he was reminded of what he could achieve. The few seconds of embarrassment would surely be worth his dreams. And so he’d caved in and stopped at a florist on his way to school that morning.

“It’s beautiful, thank you.” You look from the rose up to Renjun, beaming in his direction. Opening your locker, you place the rose on top of the books you don’t need for safe keeping.

“Ready for class?” You nod, before walking through the hallway side by side.

“Hey guys! Here’s the nominees for prom king and queen!” You’re given a poster announcing the event, featuring a list of all those who are in the race to win. You’ve never understood why it’s such a big deal to win such a temporary title, it’s only for one night. Although, you assume there must be something more to it than that. There’s got to be, right?

Renjun doesn’t look at the poster, screwing it up in his hand and chucking it in the nearest trashcan. There’s no need for him to know who he’s running against, they’re no competition for him.

“You going?” Renjun raises a brow, casting you a shy side glance. He’s hoping you’ll say you are so he won’t have to try and convince you.

“Where?” You look up at him. You hadn’t payed full attention to what he had said as you had been judging the poster, folding it and putting it in your bag quickly.

“To prom.” He clarifies, fighting back his amused smirk.

“Oh!” Your eyes widen in realisation. “I’m undecided.” You shrug.

Truth be told, you weren’t really planning on going. But, that was before there was any possibility of being asked by someone. As pathetic as it sounds, you wanted to feel wanted, if that makes sense. Now, however, you’re undecided. If someone was to ask you then you’d consider going. But, if there was a chance that Renjun would ask you, you know you’d say yes in a heartbeat.

“Are you going?” You ask back.

“I’m in the running for prom king, so I kind of have to.” He teases, watching as you realise how dumb your question was.

Of course he’s going! You mentally face palm.

By this point, you’ve reached class and taken a seat, Renjun still beside you. Not knowing what to say next, you fiddle with your pen as a form of distraction.

“I have football practice fourth period.” Renjun begins as your teacher enters the classroom. “Meet me on the fields at lunch.” He leans in to whisper the last part to you.

~

When fourth period ended, you made your way to the sports fields just like Renjun had told you to, finding him exiting the locker rooms just as you arrive.

“How was practice?” You ask as he approaches you, reaching out and capturing your hand in his. The unexpectedness of this action makes you suck in a breath.

“Good.” He looks over at you so casually, as if nothing out of the ordinary has just happened; which maybe to him is true, but for you, this isn’t something you’re used to at all. Not that you mind holding his hand though. You actually, kind of, maybe, like it… just a little bit…

“Coach made us run five laps of the field because Jeno was late. But other than that, my game is still strong.” He laughs, thinking about all the stick Jeno is going to be getting from the rest of the team.

“That’s a bit harsh? Couldn’t he have just punished Jeno?” Renjun shakes his head.

“The rule is to work as a team. If one messes up, we all do.” He explains like it’s not a big deal. You understand what he means, but it does still seam a little unfair. “As captain I have to uphold expectations, including the importance of teamwork.”

“That sounds like a lot of pressure.” You more so say to yourself, but Renjun chuckles beside you.

“Only if you see it that way. The team means everything to me.”

Having made it all the way back to the main building, Renjun asks where you want to eat lunch today. You both agree that it’s such a nice day, you should enjoy it outside while you can. And so, after grabbing some food, you spend the entire hour at one of the picnic tables together, laughing and enjoying each other’s company without a care in the world.

~

There’s been a lot going on over the last few weeks. So much so, you’re not even sure where to begin. You and Renjun have been spending time together everyday, whether it’s been having lunch just the two of you or hanging out after school, you’ve both been making plenty of time for one another.

As the semester edges closer and closer to the summer; to prom and the final of the football season for Renjun and his team, things have only been getting more hectic. There doesn’t seem to be enough hours in a day to complete all the studying for finals, attend practice after school and have a social life. And so, unbeknownst to you, Renjun has been making a few sacrifices in order to not jeopardise your budding relationship.

Everyone is talking about what’s going on between you. Are you together or just really close friends? That’s the debate that seems to be dividing everyone. Because of which, your popularity has continued to grow. Everyone wants to become your best friend, to be the first one to know about your relationship with Renjun and sit with you at the top of the social ladder. Of course, your loyalties are with Mark, the only best friend you need.

Although, you’ve not had as much time to hang out with him recently; you being occupied by Renjun and him having formed a great friendship with Chenle and some of the others from their group.

Everything seems crazy, but perfect. And you couldn’t be any happier. It’s almost too good to be true.

“Guess who finally decided to show up to practice.” Donghyuck’s sarcastic tone falls bitterly on Renjun’s ears. “You’re half an hour late.”

Renjun faces his team, who all look as pissed off with him as Donghyuck does. It wasn’t intentional on his part. It’s just, he was hanging out with you and lost track of time; you had a free period after lunch and so, it’s not like you’d realised classes had begun again.

“Sorry guys, I got caught up-”

“With (Y/N). We know.” Donghyuck flatly cuts off his friend.

“You know coach made us do press-ups until you arrived.” Jeno huffs.

“Yeah, new recruit over here almost passed out because of you.” Jaemin points over to the new addition to the team, Sungchan, who is still doubled over, hands on his knees as he tries to regain his breath.

“Sorry?” Renjun shoots them a guilty look, but none of them seem to be ready to forgive him.

“Sorry? That’s all you have to say? Some captain you are.” Donghyuck stakes a step towards Renjun as though he’s about to square him up.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Renjun broadens his chest.

“It means, you’re a shit leader. Prioritising some girl over us.” Donghyuck spits back.

“Some girl? You’re the one who told me to go for (Y/N)! You came up with the plan!” Renjun’s on the edge of rage now, fists clenched by his sides and teeth gritted.

“Yeah, but I didn’t say to abandon your team.” His voice is calmer than Renjun’s, but it spits just as much venom. “Why’d you even hang around with her so much anyway? You’re only using her so you can achieve the legacy you want to leave behind.”

When Renjun doesn’t respond, it dawns on Donghyuck the reason why.

“Wait a minute- you actually like her don’t you?” He begins to laugh, finding the whole ordeal hilarious.

“No I don’t.” Renjun bites back. “She’s a loser, why would I like her?” He doesn’t know why he’s saying that about you, why he’s putting on a front to his teammates and lying to their faces about how he really feels. What’s so wrong with liking you?

“It seems like you do.” Jaemin pipes up. However, he’s not being obnoxious like Donghyuck is, more so just voicing what every one of the team is thinking.

“You’ve got to be joking!” Renjun throws his hands in the air. “I would neve-” his words cut short as he begins to spin around from the force of his exasperation until he find you, stood behind him with tears in your eyes, looking absolutely heartbroken.

You’d heard it all…

Renjun feels like the biggest idiot alive. Watching as you run out of the locker rooms, dropping the jacket he’d let you borrow onto the floor as you leave. All you’d wanted to do was return it before your next class.

“Oh no you don’t.” Donghyuck has a hold on Renjun’s shoulder before he has a chance to run after you. “You’ve got a team to lead.”

~

You rush into the restroom, blurry eyes and tears streaming down your cheeks.

It feels as though all the air has been sucked out of your lungs and life drained from your body as it begins to weakly tremble. Holding onto the sink as you try to calm yourself, you take a few deep breaths until you’re feeling steady enough to stand properly again and fish out your phone from your back pocket.

It’s about 10 minutes into the next class now and you really don’t want to turn up late. It’ll be impossible to hide your red blotchy eyes and tear stained cheeks and everyone will know something has happened.

Instead, you begin typing a message to Mark, telling him you’re in the girls restrooms by the science department and for him to meet you there after class.

However, seconds after you’ve sent the message, your phone buzzes with a reply from him simply saying he’s on his way now.

“(Y/N)?” A timid knock sounds from the opposite side of the door, Mark’s hushed voice just about seeping through.

You step out into the empty hallway, noticing how his eyes become soft and worrisome the second he sets them on you.

“What’s happened?”

You guide Mark out of the building and into a secluded corner of grass, settling on the ground with your backs against the brick wall as you begin to relay everything that you had heard Renjun say.

To say Mark is shocked would be an understatement. But, most of all, he’s disappointed in Renjun. He really had begun to believe all the things you used to say about the ‘real’ Renjun you knew as a kid. But now he realises that he never should have, and he also never should have let you get so close to him again.

The second Renjun is able to get out of his final class, he rushes to your locker in hopes you’ll need to go there before heading home.

After you’d run away and Donghyuck hadn’t let him go after you, Renjun had spent the rest of practice being scolded by his teammates. He made a promise to them when he was elected captain; nothing is more important than the team.

He’d managed to get away with doing hardly any work during his final class, instead replaying the way you looked at him. So hurt, so heartbroken, all because of him.

As he speeds through the hallway, weaving between other students, he feels as though luck is finally on his side. There you are, stood at your locker. He feels the desperation raise within him.

He needs to get to you before you spot him. Before you leave.

“Oh, Renjun!”

He panics.

There, stood in front of him and blocking his way is Elle.

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you.” She smiles.

Damn. Why does she always have to be so friendly, even towards her ex!

See, Elle isn’t your typical popular girl. She’s actually really sweet and kind towards everyone. That’s why she’s got so many people who look up to her.

“Yeah…” Renjun uninterestedly sighs, keeping his eyes on you from over her shoulder. He notices how your face lights up as a girl approaches you - Rina he’s thinks her name is - and you begin talking and laughing together.

“You left these at my house.” She fished out some random, unimportant, items of his from her bag: an old t-shirt, phone charger and some photos of them from when they were together.

“Oh…” His shoulders slump when he watches you shut your locker and make your way outside with Rina. “Thanks…” Renjun’s eyes flicker onto Elle’s for the first time in this conversation, forcing a meek smile as he accepts his (in his opinion, useless) possessions back.

“I heard about what happened with (Y/N).” His eyes widen, back tensing up as she extends her arm and places a comforting hand on his shoulder. To be honest, he’s not surprised she knows, the whole school probably does by this point. But he’s sure there’s nothing more horrific than talking to his last girlfriend about the one he hopes will be in the future… “She’ll forgive you, I’m sure.”

Sending one final smile his way Elle walks away, leaving Renjun feeling frazzled from the, quite frankly, odd conversation they’ve just shared.

~

“It’s (Y/N)‘s.” Renjun blocks Jeno from sitting on the seat beside him at their lunch table.

“But she hasn’t sat with us this week and, besides, she’s over there with Mark and Chenle.” Jeno complains.

It’s true, Renjun had saved the seat beside him at their lunch table every day for the entire week so far and you hadn’t even acknowledged him once, let alone even thought of sitting at the same table as him. But that doesn’t mean he’s going to give up. No, all he wants is to get you back beside him and in his life.

He doesn’t blame you for wanting nothing to do with him after everything he said. He knows he was completely in the wrong. Yes, he may have only started talking to you again for his plan, but he definitely didn’t feel that way for long. He just wishes he could have an opportunity to talk to you, to get to explain everything.

“Just sit here and shut up.” Donghyuck rolls his eyes as Jeno, who grumbles under his breath about how it’s just a seat, complies with Donghyuck’s orders. “And stop mourning her, she’d not died.”

Renjun scours at Donghyuck, feeling himself become so agitated by his constant flippancy towards the whole ordeal that, need he be reminded, he started!

Renjun is so done with him, he can’t even find the right words to express it. Instead, stands from the table, grabs his things, and walks away.

Over where you are sat, you haven’t lifted your head up from looking at your lunch; none of which looks particularly appetising, but it’s still the best option to suppress the desire you have to look in Renjun’s direction.

“Prom’s next week… you gonna go?” Mark tries his best to think of something to distract you with, but everything seems to remind you of Renjun.

“Not planning on it.” You mumble. You’d hoped to go with Renjun, but now that all feels so stupid. How could you have believed in him so much?

“Oh no,” Chenle laughs. “I’m not letting you sit and wallow in your self pity when you could be having a great time with us at prom.”

Yes, Chenle had been by your side the whole time. Even though he knew about Renjun and Donghyuck’s plan and had bared witness to the horrific moment you found out about it all, he wanted nothing more than to be there for you. So, you didn’t really have a choice when it came to icing Chenle out, he simply wouldn’t allow you to; which, after this week, you’ve been incredibly glad about. Him and Mark have been so amazing.

“I’d rather have the ground open up and swallow me than go…” you fight back a smile when you finally look up and meet Chenle’s unimpressed stare.

“You’re going.” He asserts.

Looking over to Mark, you swallow thickly, because you know that neither of them are letting you get out of this.

Maybe the ground really could open up and swallow you. At least, you’ll be hoping it does…

~

The eve of prom has arrived and you find yourself staring at your reflection in the full length mirror.

This is it… the dreaded night has come…

You’re yet to have spoken to Renjun, but that doesn’t mean he hasn’t tried relentlessly to get you to. Between all his messages and attempts to catch you between classes, you feel like you’ve had no chance to get any time alone to think everything over. Yesterday he’d even resorted to getting Jaemin to pass you notes during class. Although, you didn’t respond to any, simply reading his message with an unimpressed frown etched onto your face before scrunching each piece of paper up into a ball in your fist.

You don’t understand why he wants to talk to you so bad when he’s the one who was using you. He never really cared for you, he just wants to clear his conscience.

The front door rings and you rush to answer it, swinging it open to reveal Mark and Chenle looking incredibly handsome. Mark’s suit is a navy and Chenle’s classic black.

“Wow you guys look amazing!” You beam, pulling them both into a quick hug.

“Us? Look at you!” Mark takes your hand. “Stunning.” He muses.

You bashfully roll your eyes, trying to hide how flustered his compliment makes you.

Despite not wanting to go, you really had put effort into your appearance. The floor length dusty blue dress hugging your figure in all the right places. After all, you’re aware eyes will be on you tonight, now that people care for your existence.

“Ready to go?” You take a deep breath and nod at Chenle.

It’s now or never.

~

Renjun stands by the sidelines, hoping to spot you somewhere in the crowd. He knows you’re here tonight, Chenle had mentioned it during practice last week. In fact, every practice, Renjun finds himself asking Chenle how you’re doing. Of course, Chenle has said the same thing every day for the last week. He’s not given too much away, or anything at all, which is unfortunate for Renjun.

He feels pathetic really. Never has he had to chase after someone before, he didn’t even beg Elle to not break up with him when she dumped him. But with you it’s different. He felt happier in the three weeks he’d spent with you than in a year and a half of his last relationship. He didn’t need to hide any parts of himself when you were around, he could just be unapologetically himself. He wasn’t the unapproachable captain of the football team, the (hopefully) future prom king or widely admired person he was to everyone else in the school. With you, he was simply Renjun.

…Until he messed all of it up by trying to convince his teammates you didn’t mean anything to him…

Looking absently around the room, he spots Mark standing by the drinks table and feels some hope begin to bubble in his stomach. Surely it will lead him to you.

“Is (Y/N) here?” Mark is caught off guard by Renjun approaching him, but he’d had his suspicions he’d want to try and talk to you tonight.

“I think she’s somewhere on the dance floor.” Mark shrugs. He feels bad lying, but you’d explicitly told him that if Renjun asked where you were then he’d need to send him in the wrong direction.

“Ok, thanks.” Renjun reluctantly looks back over his shoulder to the crowded dance floor behind him. Sighing, he begins to weave his way through the sea of people. This is gonna take some time.

“You’re getting better at lying.” Chenle casually strolls up next to Mark, sending him a sly smirk. “But, what can I say, I’m a great influence.”

~

With no luck, Renjun eventually left the dance floor and instead found refuge in standing with some of his teammates.

“You look like you need this.” Jisung hands him a drink.

“What’s in there?” Renjun sniffs, scrunching his nose up at the unfamiliar scent.

“Jaemin spiked the punch.” Donghyuck whispers. Ah yeah, he’d almost forgotten about Jaemin’s dare for tonight. Part of his punishment for being the slowest time to run a lap of the field was to carry out the teams choice of dare, which for Jaemin meant he had to break a rule of prom; spiking all drinks with alcohol seemed the least amount of effort.

Knowing this makes Renjun find the drink a little more appealing… he might need it to get through the night, shrugging as he begins to tip the contents of the cup towards his mouth.

Just as he is about to chug the drink, however, the music cuts out and the principle clears her throat.

“It’s time to crown your prom King and Queen.” She announces. “So let’s get down to business.”

“With 80% of the votes, your queen is…” theres an electronic drum roll sound played from the dj set; the audience waiting eagerly for the suspense to end. “Elle!”

Everyone claps and cheers as she makes her way up on stage to claim her crown and say her thank you speech; proceeding to thank so many people that she might as well have just thanked everyone in the school.

“And now, for your prom King.” The principle resumes after finally reclaiming the mic. The synthetic drum roll sounds again. “With 92% of the votes, the biggest win for prom king ever… Renjun!”

Before he can make sense of what’s going on, his teammates have pushed him towards the stage, cheering and chanting ‘King! King! King!’ in his ears.

Standing up on the stage, wearing his crown proudly, Renjun looks at the crowd of cheering students below.

“Thank you to those of you who voted me as your king.” Renjun begins. “And thank you for this.” He chuckles, pointing up to the crown that adorns his head. “I really appreciate you all.”

“But there’s one person in particular who means the most. Someone I care about so deeply, but hurt because I’m the biggest idiot alive.” He takes a breath, scanning the crowd until he finds you. “(Y/N)?…”

You stand frozen, shell-shocked, in the middle of the room, your gaze locked on Renjun’s. There may be hundreds of people surrounding you, but to Renjun, you’re the only one he sees.

“… I know what I did was completely wrong, and all the things I said about you were out of order...” He pleads. “…But, please believe me, none of it was true...”

“…I’ve fallen head over heals for you and I want everyone to know it.”

You can’t believe it. The audacity.

Does Renjun really think that by declaring his so called love for you in front of everyone that he will win you over? After all the hurt, all the public humiliation he caused?

You scoff, shaking your head in disbelief before trying to weave your way to the back of the room.

“(Y/N)!” Renjun drops the mic, rushing off the stage to try and get you before you leave.

“What?” The tears stream down your cheeks, turning to face him when his hand grabs your arm. “What do you want from me?”

“I said-”

“I know what you said!”

With the way he looks at you, it’s clear he really believes you should say it back.

It’s silent, everyone watching the two of you and it’s so suffocating. You can’t do this, rushing out of the room as quickly as you can.

You wish you’d never attended this stupid prom. You wish you had never become friends with Renjun again. You wish you were still invisible to everyone. It was so much easier.

“Wait, please!” Renjun chases you outside, stopping you in the middle of the school parking lot.

It’s just the two of you now.

“Tell me how I can fix this.” His voice is mellow, puppy eyes staring into your soul.

“How you can fix this?” You exasperatedly cry. “You seriously don’t think this,” you frantically point back and forth between you. “isn’t beyond repair?”

“You dropped me like I was nothing to you for a shot at popularity and treated me like I didn’t exist for three years.” You begin. “Although, somehow, I didn’t hate you for it. I still cared for you the whole time.” You continue to rant, tears now streaming down your cheeks as Renjun simply stands in front of you, speechless.

“When we started hanging out again, I was stupid enough to actually believe it was because you wanted to be friends, that you really cared.” You bitterly laugh at yourself.

“I do care.” The second he speaks up, you feel yourself soften. You don’t like the control his voice has over you, it’s one of the reasons you’ve avoided talking to him for so long.

“And, yet,” your voice retracts, trying to catch some of your breath back. “Regardless of all the shit you put me though,” you’re completely serious now, all forms of hysteria faded away.

You go to speak your next words but they don’t seem to come out.

“What…” Renjun’s voice is practically mute. He’s pretty much lost all hope by this point, eyes filled with sorrow.

“You still made me love you.”

The silence that settles in the wake of your words is hollow. Neither of you move.

Renjun’s mind replays it repeatedly, almost as though he can’t quite believe what he’s heard. You… love… him… You… love him.

You love him.

He springs to life the second it registers, grabbing you by the waist with one hand and cupping your cheek with the other. He wastes no more time, smashing his lips against yours in a haste of passion and pure adrenaline.

You feel him smile into you when he feels you kiss back, your arms snaking around his neck and fingers threading through the hair at his nape.

“I love you so much.” He pants, pulling away just enough to get the words out.

Renjun refuses to kiss you again until he hears you say it back. Although, he doesn’t actually voice this. Instead, trying to get the message across by staring at you intently and tauntingly keeping your lips apart enough so they are only able to brush against one another.

He wants you to say it. But he needs you to want to say it too.

“I love you.” You smirk as you whisper the words you can tell he’s so desperate to hear.

“Okay, we get it! You love each other!”

You hear the unmistakeable voice echo from the opposite end of the parking lot just as Renjun was about to delve back in and press his lips to yours.

Donghyuck.

He lets out a whine when you pull back, lowering your face to hide your embarrassment at having an audience.

“I’m gonna kill him.” Renjun complains. Although his words lose their threat when he hears you laugh at him, unable to stop the smile that breaks out across his lips at the sound.

“Or… we could go somewhere else for a while?” You raise your brow.

“I could always kill him tomorrow.” Renjun shrugs, interlacing your fingers with his before guiding you in the direction of his car. Away from all the prying eyes to somewhere you can be invisible together.

~ Epilogue: A Month Later ~

“Come on Renjun!” Mark shouts at the top of his lungs from beside you, cheering him on as Renjun sprints as fast as he can across the field, ball clutched tightly in his arms.

It’s been a hectic month since the night of the prom. You’ve completed finals and graduated from high school. But to top all of that, you and Renjun are finally official.

Your eyes are glued to your boyfriend as he skilfully dodges the opposing teams players, chucking the ball to Donghyuck so he’s able to run to an open space while the others are distracted.

It all happens so fast, but before you know it, Renjun’s caught the ball once again and has begun the final sprint.

You scream when he makes the touchdown, the crowd around you going wild.

That was it. Renjun scored the winning goal!

He’s engulfed by his teammates and hoisted on top of Jeno’s shoulders, everyone chanting his name in victory.

You watch your boyfriend proudly from the bleachers, your heart skipping a beat when his eyes scan the crowd and stop when they meet yours. And they don’t move from you until he’s placed safely on the ground again, congratulating his fellow teammates as he weaves through the group of players over to the sidelines.

You rush into his arms the second you have made it to the bottom of the crowded stands, allowing him to sweep you up in his arms and spin you around.

“I’m so proud of you!” You press a tender kiss to his lips once you’ve regained your balance, Renjun’s hold not once faltering from being wrapped around your waist.

This was it, the last game Renjun would play for his high school and as team captain. After tonight there would be no need for him to return to this place.

All the pressure of exams, of acceptance into college, to winning prom King and the final football game of the season was behind him. He’s leaving the legacy he’d always dreamed of and now is his time to focus on his future, you.

You’re heart feels so full. There’s that smile you adore so much, the one that reaches all the way to his eyes; the one that’s filled with pure joy.

Maybe Donghyuck’s plan wasn’t the best idea to have ever existed, but neither you nor Renjun can deny that you’d be where you are now without it.

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Ardan’s Descendants

Ardan’s Descendants is a WIP interactive fiction game set in the land of Ardan where the world and nearly every living thing is filled with an energy called aether. You start off as a child contained in a lab within the snow biome (one of the regions in Ardan). After escaping that prison you end up in the desert biome where you’re enrolled in an academy and trained to become a member of an elite task force that’s been assigned the mission of ending the string of kidnappings taking place across all five regions of Ardan.

Having previously been a victim of the kidnappings in your younger years, this mission may help unlock the blurry memories of your past. Who were you before being kidnaped? What happened to the others that were held captive alongside you?

Features:

- Create your MC!- Choose your pronouns and appearance.

- Choose how you manipulate aether- Healing, combat, illusion, and creation. Which will you be more drawn to?

- Pick your weapon- Daggers, guns, sword, bow, or spear, Pick what fits your style.

- Grow your MC’s Personality- Shy, stoic, mean, sarcastic, goofy, etc. You do you!

- Romance one of the 12 ROs- 6 male, 4 female, 2 nonbinary. (you can also just be their friend or maybe their nemesis?)

- Shape your story- Be the hero of your story! (or you can fail your way through life. That’s ok too.) 

This will be my first time writing and coding so as Adele said “Go easy on me~”

DEMO: TBA

The ROs

Dax Ikarus(He/Him)- The Leader of your unit was born in the forest biome in the capitol of Koteva. He has golden brown eyes, coily black hair cut low into a fade, and dark brown skin. Three silver earrings hangs from his left ear.

There’s no denying he’s a great leader who looks after and cares for his squad. He’s quite popular amongst the trainees in the academy. He’s dead set on rising quickly through the ranks and takes his job seriously, but he’s pretty laid back when he’s around friends. Which is why it’s easy to sense he doesn’t seem to like you very much.

Noah Hendrix(He/Him)- The leader of a different unit. Comes from a wealthy and powerful family in the desert biome. The eldest of the Hendrix siblings and best friend of Dax. He has brown dreads with the sides shaved, hazel eyes, and light brown skin.

Known as the life of the party. Whereas Dax is popular, Noah is Infamous. A nonstop flirt and reckless. He may seem a little chaotic, but gets deadly serious when it comes to his siblings.

Naomi Hendrix(She/Her)- Was one of your classmates at the academy and joins your unit after graduating. The middle child of the Hendrix siblings. She has curly brown hair that’s cut into a bob, dark brown eyes, and light brown skin.

The embodiment of nope. Not really interested in the whole task force thing because she rather not be in any line of fire. When she’s not being dragged on missions you can find her at the nearest mall. 

Noel Hendrix(They/Them)- Joins your unit along with Naomi. They’re the youngest of the siblings and are the most likely to take over the family business. They have curly brown shoulder-length hair, dark brown eyes, and light brown skin.

Smart, strategic, and quick on their feet. They’re not much of a fighter but if you go to them with a problem, nine times out of ten they’ll find the solution to it.

Gem Caten(He/Him)- Potentially the first friend you make at the compound. He grew up there and started going to the academy at the same time as you. He changes his hairstyle a lot, but his natural hair is straight and jet black. He’ll usually put it in a half-updo. He has smokey black eyes and pale skin.

He’s a carefree, go-with-the-flow type of guy. His mom is the head of medicine at the compound so he kind of just naturally joined the task force. 

Cameron Nadir(He/Him)- Basically lives at the compound. He’s a junior medic in training when you first meet him. He has dark blue eyes, shoulder-length blonde hair that’s shaved on the right side, and lightly tanned ivory skin. He has tattoos all along his left arm.

People’s first impression of him may be that he’s a bit of a trouble maker, which he is, but he’s also very caring. 

Fay Webster(She/Her)- The team’s gear maker. Gets all the uniforms and weapons mission ready. Born and raised in the desert biome in the city of Nelens. She has fiery red shoulder-length wavy hair, dark green eyes, and a rosy complexion.

She's creative, outgoing, and her mind runs a mile a minute coming up with new ideas. She admires the members of the task force and does her best to supply them with the latest technology.

Audrey Rokk (She/Her)- An ambassador of the water biome. Was born in the snow biome but moved to the water biome for work. She has naturally blonde and long silky hair, but she dyed it blue, light blue eyes, and beige skin.

Honest and hard-working. Unlike the majority of government officials you've met, she's down to earth and seems to care about more than just her own personal gains.

LIMITED DATA

Vin(He/Him)- You met him as a child at the lab. He had ivory skin and dark brown eyes, but his right eye had speckles of blue in it. His straight dark brown hair went a little bit past his shoulders and was pulled back into a pigtail.

You vividly remember how soft-spoken he was. He would cling to anyone in your little group that would allow him to.

Yara(She/Her)- She is the first person you remember coming into contact with before getting to the lab. She had long dark brown braids, dark brown skin, and amber eyes.

You remember her being aloof and unwilling to get involved in any of the other's shenanigans.

Zeke(He/Him)- Was brought to the lab a year after you were. He had short slightly curly black hair, green eyes, and pale skin.

He was always grumpy, but one thing he seemed to enjoy was giving you a hard time.

Iris(They/Them)- An assassin you meet on a mission in the water biome. They have white hair, stormy grey eyes, and very pale skin. 

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