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#like I said to them in 1st grade that I would not be able to handle a single day being longer than 5 and a half hours
aefensteorrra · 2 years
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accepting that the month of June is a month where there is nothing I can do about anything is..... a lot 
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serxinns · 1 month
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The Big 3 "educational" vist
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I wanted to make a part 2 of the aftermath of @lets-get-kraken-boys imagine when Big 3 found out about how Class 1a treats you cause it's so addicting and I wanna see justice!
DISCLAIMER: this concept isn't mine it goes to @lets-get-kraken-boys if you wanna read their 1st part go to here! Please go support them!
This little gift is for Kraken! I loved her fics for a long time I'm addicted to her Yandere purge and her other Yandere class 1a one-shots!
"What are you gonna do with them?"u said whipping away the rest of your tears, you looked at him with a nervous expression, at him nervously he changed back into his gentle and warm demeanor and looked at you with a smile while patting your head "Oh just a new educational lesson about how heroes in training should treat each other! We'll have to talk to Mr. Aizawa with some few arrangements tomorrow" Mirio happily said while patting your head but you swore you heard a tint of aggression in his voice "Don't worry y/n well make sure they won't do this ever again" "After all we are your senpais! It's our job to protect you!" You softly smiled at your upper classmates's words feeling much safer with them
"If it's no trouble. can you walk me to my dorms, I don't want to talk to them or even see them at the moment.." the 3 smiled at your suggestion always wanting to see your room, "Of course pumpkin! Anything for you!" Neijire took you by the hand and smiled cheerfully like a little kid eagerly waiting to get some ice cream, as the 2 of you skipped down the halls (it was mostly her skipping and you trying to match up her speed) mirio chasing the two of you down and Tamaki trying to catch up to you telling mirio and neijire to slow down worried that you might hurt yourself
When the 4 of you made it to the common room your body tensed when you heard some of your classmates like Bakugo, sero, Denki, and Kirishima all loudly yelling at their game you could even hear them roughly mashing the buttons on the controllers, Mina, hakagure, and ochako were chatting among each other and tokoyami was reading a book with headphones Mirio noticed your tensed figure and grabbed your shoulder while giving you a reassuring smile you smiled a bit mentally preparing yourself
When the 4 of you were visible in the common room the whole room became silent, they were staring tokoyami even peak a glance but your 3 upper classmates could see the jealous glances and glares Cleary ignored them and still kept walking until Mina stopped the 4 of you with a fake smile her yellow eyes staring directly at you
"Y/n! There you are we've been looking everywhere for you cmon I have a new game we can play-" "No thanks Mina maybe another time? I have studying to do" you lied praying that she fall for it "Oh cmon the next test doesn't start until next month we got all the time ! Now lets go-" she tried reaching out for your Arm, but was stopped by neijire with a stained smile
"Well it's never too late to study now, is it? The more early you study the better the grades!" She said grabbing your hand tightly the two had a staring battle for a bit until Mina cleared her throat moved out of the way and sat down in silence, the other classmates were chatting quietly among themselves
You quickly made it to your dorm relief washing over you "Thank you...I appreciated it im sorry about what happened back there with Mina whenever I tried to deny her request she would keep pushing it..." "there's no problem at all after our visit tomorrow she'll be able to back off the 1st time" Mirio joked winking at you "Now why don't you rest your little head sunshine you have school tomorrow!" You nodded before leaving Tamaki reached into his bag "Here..." he gifted you a cute plush of your favorite animal "It's for you just in case you feel scared at night" he quietly said hiding his face you thanked him by hugging him now Tamaki flinched a bit at the hug but it was enjoyable it made him feel warm and fuzzy, you said your goodnight and shut the door, you checked to see if anyone was in your room when the coast was Cleary you quickly change into your night clothes and slept hugging the plushie tightly feeling safe
Morning arrived and you woke up instead of feeling amazing that was 1st time in the past 2 months you slept soundly without any fear or discomfort that someone was watching you, you checked the halls to see that nobody was there you quickly ran into the bathroom brushing your teeth and ran back in the room quickly putting on your school uniform and ran to the classroom to avoid any of your classmates barging in and inviting you to walk with them
You sat down in your seat waiting for the others and the school to begin, after everyone was in their seat Aizawa soon got everyone's attention "Right class today we are having an important announcement with our 3rd year students please come right in" and there mirio, Tamaki, Neijire all walked in their expressions were usual mirio and neijire with their cheerful smile while Tamaki look a bit brave and confident today which surprised your classmates a bit
"Good morning class! It's a pleasure to meet you again!" Mirio said with a proud smile while the class looked at him blankly "Today we will be doing a special activity and a lesson called punishment for our actions" his kind voice darkened to a strict and scary tone which shooked the class while Tamaki and Neijire's expressions didn't change "Cause I've heard that someone has been playing unwilling games with them" Mario said as he glared at the class 1a girls especially Mina and hakagure who looked away in fear and worry but Tamaki spoke up "and not keeping our hands to ourselves" Tamaki added while glaring at Kirishima, Denki, and Sero in disappointment the 3 boys looked down to their desk in shame and fear
"And pushing others around even when they tell them to be left alone," Neijire said glare piercing at Izuku, Bakugo, and Shoto's Soul The 3 boys felt a shiver up their spine and could barely even make a noise Bakugo couldn't even protest or say anything just avoided contact and tch "and we decided to start this week all of you will be having hero training with us to remind ourselves about What we are and what we are training for even the weekends! With only 30 minutes a break a day!"
"WHAT!!!" the class soon screamed "But none of us did these things why are we getting punished!? sensei wouldn't approve of this!" Iida angrily said while chopping his hands "Actually I did since most of you were lacking a bit I think this should improve your quirk and abilities a lot consider this as a "wake up call" and no need to tell your parents they approved of this" Aizawa's smirk grew as the class was either speechless, uproar, or just looking down in shame while your senpais stood there consuming all the chaos
"Make sure you start preparing! Training starts tomorrow!" Mirio then exited the room alongside Tamaki and Niejire, not without a smirks and a petty wave from neijire
You stood there stunned your mouth was jaw opened you knew this was gonna be a long week for sure
On Tuesday and Wednesday everyone (except you) was awakened by a loud horn which was by Neijire yelling at them to wake up and get ready for hero training they got 2 extra hours of sleep and just had to do a few laps while their classmates were running until their legs left numb and if they did fell Tamaki would snatch them up with his eagle claw until pieces of their clothes fell of like buttons vest etc while you were gently picked up by Tamaki and asked if you were ok
From Thursday to Friday your classmates had to pull heavy objects (like a bus a car or anything very heavy) until their arms couldn't take it and if they stopped mirio would just ignore them and push them to pull the object harder saying "It's just an object right? You be fine" while you get to pull only a few objects of your choice and get hyped by Tamaki and Neijire while bakugo had to get a private "lesson" from Mirio
On Saturday and Sunday, there was no weekend for the class only you and it was Neijire turn oh boy she wanted to get on your disgusting students, especially the males she forced them to write 12 essays full of apologies to you about how sorry they are none stop even if their hand started to cramp while you spend the weekend with Tamaki and Mario were busy training you and making sure you're not getting yourself hurt
The next day back at school you were looking better and more confident than ever while your classmates looked like they had been dragged around like dolls they all apologized to you (even Bakugo managed to mumble it) for how they treated you
Now whenever Momo and Iida ask you to have a study session with them they walked away defeated
Dark Shadow didn't come to your room in the middle of the night heck he was kinda scarred about the hero training he gave you a sparkly card that said sorry and Tokoyami was a bit quieter for the next few days until he genuinely apologized as well
Bakugo would still tease you but not as much as he did he never degrades you for your skills or everything else just says a comment and just watches you he still tries to talk down to you but you would either just ignore or call off his bluff making him pissed
Shoto doesn't buy you as many gifts as he still does but not to the point it's very expensive if he does he tries to ask for cuddle time but you decline and he mumbles something under his breath and walks away it was awkward even
Mina and the girls don't do those games if you ever agreed to play with them it would be your favorite video/board games and Neijire is always invited (since they made a deal) so all the girls glared or even pouted at Neijire while she gets to cuddle up on you or make you be on her lap resting her head on top of yours with a smirk
Kirishima, Sero, Denki, don't pull your shirt to the point it rips but still touches your hair if you tell them to stop they'll immediately apologize now they just pat you on the back but immediately check if you are alright
Midoriya doesn't try to push you to talk with him if you have a conversation and decide to be left alone he'll completely understand and wave to you politely but deep inside he felt envy and also jealousy
You thanked the Big Three so much for their help Mirio and Neijire beamed at your smile while Tamakiface turned red hiding and his face you were just so cute! you invited them to go watch a movie as a token of your appearance which they happily accepted they were so glad they cheered their little sunshine up and they wanted it to stay that way so one day if they confess their love for you they hope to see that beautiful smile beamed up and accept their love!~
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feelbokkie · 1 year
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❤️Red❤️
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Red: Passion, Love, Anger
pov: 1st person
genre: angst, hurt no comfort
description: You've been with Chan since before he moved to Korea to pursue being an idol. 13 years later, you've reached your breaking point.
pairing: chan x fem!reader
warnings: break up, swearing, yelling
word count: 2,030
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Part 2
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“Congrats on a successful comeback!” Chan and I clink glasses before I take a sip of my red wine. 
For the first time in a while, it’s just the two of us on a date. He’s been busy prepping and promoting Stray Kids’ most recent comeback which means we rarely got to spend time together. I can’t remember the last time we actually got dressed and hung out somewhere that wasn’t in his studio or his dorm. With how busy he is and my schedule as an English teacher, we don’t get a lot of moments like this. We would compromise and I would just join him wherever he was during my free time. Sometimes, I would take my grading and do that while he worked on music just to be near him.
“Thank you! I wouldn’t have been able to get through it this time if you weren’t there supporting me every step of the way.” Chan smiles, placing his hand in mine.
We’ve been together since we were 14, right before he decided that he wanted to become an idol. 13 years later, we’re still together and he’s made his dream a reality. After 4 years of being long-distance, I decided to attend university in Korea and then become an English teacher. My parents and friends thought I was crazy to upend my life and move to a foreign country for someone with a “pipe dream.” But I believed in him, and in the end, he accomplished what he set out to do. Now, my parents complain about how we’ve been together so long and Chan still hasn’t put a ring on my finger. I can never win in their eyes.
“Chan, are you busy next Saturday evening? The school is honoring me with an award and I would love it if you could make an appearance.” I take another sip and wait for his answer. Even though he has a bit more free time, he still has his duties to do.
“I have a few interviews and stuff in the morning, but after that, I’m all yours. I promise. Congrats on getting that award. I’ve seen how hard you work for those kids, you deserve it!” He offers me a big smile, light twinkling in his eyes. The same look he’s had on his face when he looks at me since we were kids.
It’s easier for us now that we’re public with our relationship. We were scared at first and didn’t say anything when his dating ban was first lifted. He didn’t want fans to turn their backs on him since he had been in a relationship the entire time and I didn’t want the negativity that comes with dating an idol. Eventually, we decided last year to just go public so we could have some sense of normalcy. The response was surprisingly positive and we no longer had to sneak around at events or in public. I could sit with him or stand with him at award shows. He could make a quick stop at the school I worked at to bring me lunch.
“What’s the award for?” He asks bringing me out of a daze.
“We can talk about it later. Tonight is about you.” I put my glass down and reach for his other hand.
“There’s nothing to talk about with me, you were there literally every step of the way.” He takes both of my hands and brings them to his mouth, placing a long kiss.
“Well, if you insist…”
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Chan never showed up. We agreed earlier in the week that he would come to my apartment and we would go together. A few days ago, he sent me a text saying he would meet me in front of the school. I waited outside in the cold until one of my coworkers came to tell me that they would be starting soon. I even texted Changbin to make sure nothing had happened, and he said that Chan had been home all day working on music since they came back from their interviews. He forgot, plain and simple as that. And for whatever reason, he wasn’t answering his phone. It was humiliating. My coworkers had been talking about the award all week and if Chan would show up. I must have looked like a liar when I had to spend the rest of the night saying something had come up.
I let myself into Chan’s dorm and make my way straight to his room. I open the door without knocking and close it behind me. Surrounded by pure darkness, I take a deep breath. He’s asleep. I love that for him, everyone knows how little sleep he gets normally. But at the same time, he promised to be there. My hand frantically searches the wall looking for the light switch. My eyes take a few seconds to adjust when the lights finally come on. I stare at Chan’s sleeping figure. My eyes pan to his desk. There’s a notebook open with a pen sitting in the middle. A telltale sign that he was just working on music. I clench and unclench my fist, trying to calm myself down. My eyes settle on a pillow that’s laying on the floor. I pick it up and chuck it at Chan’s peaceful figure.
“What… what the hell?” He stirs in his sleep, looking at where the attack came from.
“I asked for one night. One. Fucking. Night.” I pick up his balled-up shirt from the floor and threw it at him, landing a perfect shot on his face.
“What are you talking about… Oh, shit,” He sits up and takes the shirt I threw at him off his face.
“You forgot, because of fucking course you did!” I couldn’t help but laugh. It’s not funny, but I don’t know how else to react at this point.
“Y/N—” He stands up quickly and makes his way toward me. I take a step back.
“I gave up everything for you. I moved to another country where I barely know the language. I studied the only thing I could. I took a job that I don’t want, just so I can stay here and be near you.” 
“I know—” He reaches out for me and I smack his hand away.
  “My parents and friends thought I was crazy for leaving everything I know for a boy who was trying to become an idol. I ruined those relationships for you, do you realize that?” 
“I do, but—” His jaw twitches, controlling his anger.
“I’ve been there for every award show, performance, and interview—And even when I couldn’t, I made sure that you knew that I was still at your side rooting for you. I stayed late with you at the studio and the practice room even if I had work the next day, just to spend a few moments with you. I asked you to come to one event for me and you forgot because of fucking course you did. I’ll always be second to you and your career.”
“That’s not fair—”
“I love you with every fiber of my being but I am so sick and tired of giving and not receiving, Chris. I cannot keep doing this.” I whisper. The anger that’s been brewing in my body all night finally settled.
“Then don’t!” He snaps eyebrows furrowed, nostrils flared. I jump at his tone. When Chan is mad, he’s scary. He’s never gotten this mad at me before. I blink at him slowly.
“So that’s it? You’re not even going to fight for this? For us? You’re just willing to throw away 13 years, just like that? After everything we’ve been through?” Do not cry.
“What the fuck do you want from me, Y/N? Do you want me to apologize for being a shitty boyfriend? Because I am. I’m so sorry that I’ve been neglecting you and taking you for granted. But you came here with the intention of attacking me. You wouldn’t even let me get a full sentence out to defend myself.”
“So then this is all my fault?” Do not fucking cry. Not here, and definitely not now.
“You’re trying to push all the blame on me when you’re just as much to blame for all of this. I didn’t ask you to move here and cut off your friends and family. I don’t make you come to all of my things. I ask you if you want to come and you always say yes. I appreciate that you did that, I truly do. But do not use something against me that you decided to do on your own free will. It’s not fair. I drop the ball sometimes, I’m human. You’re going to fault me for one mistake and try to end things?”
“It’s not just one mistake.” I breathe.
“What?” His voice finally drops.
“This isn’t the first time something like this has happened.”
“What are you talking about?” His expression softens back into the normal Chan. The calm one. The one I fell in love with all those years ago.
“Over the years, I’ve invited you to things. To meet my friends. To meet my coworkers. To my college graduation. But I was really understanding. Our relationship had been private for so long and you were either touring or in another country working on promotions. But what’s your excuse now that we’re public and don’t have any of those things going on? There’s always going to be something that comes before me and I can’t—I won’t do this anymore.” 
The room falls quiet. I press my lips tightly and squeeze my eyes shut, trying to gain the courage to walk away. After a few more seconds of silence, I finally turn around to leave. I feel Chan’s tight grip on my bicep, preventing me from taking another step. He loosens his hold and slides his hand down to my hand.
“Please, don’t leave me. We can fix this—I can fix this.” Chan whispers. I don’t turn around. I can’t turn around. If I do, I’ll never leave. And I need to leave for my sanity.
“I told you last year that this was your last chance. I can’t keep giving you last chances, it’s not fair to me. And seeing how quickly you were willing to just end it a few minutes ago, I don’t think I want to. I’m sorry, Chris.” I shake my hand out of his grip and quickly leave his room. I shut the door and lean against it, taking deep breaths as my tears pour down my face.
“Fuck!” I hear Chris’ muffled, yet clear, voice scream through the door followed by a thud. And another one. I heard the sound of something breaking on the other side of the door. I cry harder, fighting the urge to go back in there and calm him down, stop him from destroying his room.
Jisung, Changbin, and Hyunjin rush into the hallway, concerned about the noise coming from their leader’s room. They all stop and stare at me with confused looks on their faces. Their eyes shift between each other and then back to me. I don’t know what they expected, but I’m sure it wasn’t this.
“Y/N noona, what’s…” Jisung starts to ask but stops when I quietly shake my head. I did into my purse and pull out my key to the dorm. I yank it off the keyring, looking at it one more time before looking up.
“Can one of you give this to him when he calms down? P-please?” I stick my hand out with the key and watch as Hyunjin hesitates to take it.
“Noona—” Changbin starts as I finally move away from Chan’s door, the sound of destruction slowly fading in the distance. When I make it to the front door I stop and turn to face the three younger boys.
“I hope we will be able to stay in contact. But I’ll understand if you want nothing to do with me. Thank you for all your years of friendship.” I quickly bow before leaving the dorm.
Buy me a coffee?
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lixiesimp143 · 15 days
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Extra Credit 💦🔥
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Paring: Chemistry teacher!Chan x Female student!Reader
Genre: smut, fluff, college au
Warnings: SMUT, FLUFF, ANGST, swearing, reader is 25, Chan is 30, aftercare, sex (DON'T DO IT!!!!), reader is a virgin, reader is failing her Chemistry class, reader has an hour glass body, reader has her/she pronouns, reader is referred to as Ashley or Ash (I will be using this name for all my fic's, but you can use your name if you want), reader then Chan then both of them cum, pussy eating, hand job, cream pie, p in v, Dom!Chan and Sub!reader, pet names (baby girl, kitten, baby, good girl), praise, reader has size kink and daddy kink, reader is a hot , sexy, nerd 😏, Evelyn is another name I will be using in my fics, Jeongin and Felix are mentioned too, MINERS DO NOT INTERACT ADULT CONTACT!!!! (let me know if I missed anything)
y/c/n= your college name
Summary: College has been going good, you would even say perfect, but ever since the Chemistry teacher left the new teacher has failed you, but the thing is you've turned everything in before everyone else so its pissing you off a lot, and he treats you horribly, his name is Bahng Chan, well you call him Professor Bahng, but that's not the point, the point is that he is annoyingly attractive and so are you, he looks at everything, your ass, your chest, etc, its like a spell he's under, he can't stop looking and you've noticed and it bothers you, but only a little, the other thing that bothers you is what's he thinking, you are able to read everyone, but not him and it's pissing you off.
A/N: Hi everyone, sry I had to delay this, but I've been hella busy lately so yeah also MINERS DO NOT READ 18+ ONLY LOTS OF ADULT CONTACT you miners should know better.
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The birds are alive and awake, singing their sweet morning song in the warm summer sun, you're in college and living in an apartment with your 3 best friends, Jeongin, Evelyn and Felix. You and your friend are all Sophomore's in College and are in your 2nd semester, thankfully you are all in the same classes, your alarm goes off and you wake up and go to the living area and see that everyone is still sleeping so you'll let them sleep for 15 more min, so you'll get dressed, brush your hair, do your skin care, eat breakfast, do your makeup and lastly but on deodorant and perfume.
The 15 min are up so now you're gonna wake them up one by one, first you go to Evelyn's room, you open the door and walk to her bed. "Evelyn... It's time to wake up, we've got classes today" you says. "mmmm 5 more min" she says. "Dude, it's 4:50 and I gave all of you an extra 15 min, now get up." "Aghhhh fine".
Then you go to Jeongin's room and walk to his bed and well you have different awakenings for all your friends, "WAKE UP IT'S 4:51 I GAVE YOU AN EXTRA 15 MIN!!!!!" and with that he's up within seconds.
Lastly you go to Felix's room and walk to his bed and say "Felix, my friend since 1st grade, it's time to wake up, it's 4:52 and I let you guys have 15 more min to sleep" "mmmm, mornin' Ash" "mornin' sunshine".
So now everyone is up and getting ready you sit on the couch and scroll through Instagram, when Felix said, "Hey Ash, did you do the Chem homework?" "Yeah, why?" "I fell asleep after doing Professors Cho's math assignment" "aghhhh" you roll your eyes, "better get it done before we leave" "oh don't worry I will" "yeah I doubt it".
And he proved you wrong, within 10 min Felix is done and you all get your bags and shoes on and walk to the bus stop, then after the bus drops you guys off and you walk half a mile to y/c/n.
You get to your first class which is Mathematics iv. You *as always* get the assignment that Professor Cho gives you done before everyone else.
Next, is Asian History iv with Professor Young, you love Professor Young, he does the lesson for the first 15-20 min of class and gives you the rest of the hour to do you work witch you always get done before everyone.
Third, is Creative Writing iv with Professor Yoon, then Business iv with Professor Kim, then Art History iv with Professor Chang, then Anthropology iv with Professor Lee, and lastly Chemistry with Professor Bahng, agh, you just wanna throw up just thinking about him, but you can't lie, he's hot, rlly, rlly hot.
Chemistry class starts and you can feel he's looking at you, it creeps you out a little. "Alright class, today's lesson is 'Atoms', and yes before you say anything we did this the begging of the semester, but I want to review because final exams are in 4 weeks". Man you are so ready for final exams. Professor Bahng gives everyone the assignment after he's done with the lesson, but you notice that everyone has the 'Define the Atom' packet and you have the 'Thermochemistry' packet so you raise your hand and he answers, "yes Ashley, how can I help you" he says in a low tone, "umm Professor, I have the 'Thermochemistry' packet and everyone else got the 'Define the Atom' packet", you say in a confused tone, "yes and?", ok what the fuck, "well Thermochemistry is next year, its a seiner class we can't physically do this", you say getting pissed, "yeah I know that, but I know you can do it, your a 'smart girl' right?", he says with a wink, so you do the paper and think to yourself, ~ok what the fuck is happening, he's fucking failing me, but he says your a "smart girl", like wtf I don't get it~.
Class is over can Chan says, "Ashley, please come to my office, now" he said in a low voice so you obey and you say bye to your friends, shit why are you so scared, "Ashley... do you know what your grade is?" "yes I do professor" you say quietly, he smiles then chuckles deeply, "poor baby, is she sad? is she confused that her grade is an F even tho shes the smartest in the class?" "yes" you say and he smirks, then he stands up from his chair and slowly walks towards you until you back hits the wall, shit, now he has you pinned against the wall and your hella wet, "do you wanna know how you can get your grade up" "yes please... daddy" "let me fuck you and I'll give you your actual grade", you open you mouth then close it, he smirks, "o-ok daddy... fuck i'm so wet" "I bet you are baby girl" he kneels down and looks under your skit and sees you wet spot on you panties, he licks is and you shudder, then he took your skit off then you panties then you tie then you button up and lastly your bra, he smirks, "I love your big juice boobs and your thick ass, makes me drool in my sleep... God baby I've had so many wet dreams of you, I jerk off and pretend its your tight virgin pussy", he says and you moan because his fingers are playing with your pussy, "Professor-" he cuts you off, "nah ah baby, call me daddy or you don't get my big juice dick", he says with lust, "fuck... daddy I need you so fucking bad" "I know baby, don't worry you'll get me soon, but you gotta strip me" "ok daddy, whatever you say" "good girl", you slowly take off his suit jacket and slowly and lustfully take off his tie and his button up shirt and you slowly kneel and you eye widen when you see his bludge, then 0.5 sec later you unbuckle his belt and take his pants and boxers off and once his cock is free is flings to his tummy and you look at it, fuck its so pretty and big, then you stand up and take off yous and Chan's shoes and socks off.
Chan immediately pins you to the wall and starts kissing you and you kiss him back.
You moan in the kiss and he smirks, then be pulls away and kneels down to eat your pussy, "fuck kitten your so wet" and then he dives in like a starved mad your a moaning mess, "fuck daddy, feels so good" he hums and it send vibrations through your body, "shit, m'gonna cum" "then cum baby girl" and with that your cumming on his face.
After you cum he says, "baby girl, can you jerk me off like a good girl" "yes daddy, I'll do anything for you" "that's my girl... now I'm gonna sit in my chair and I want you kneeling and jerk daddy off, ok" "ok Chan" you obey, "what a good, obedient and smart girl you are" you hum and he smirks.
You start giving him the hand job and Chan is loving every bit of it, your small hand is driving him crazy, you stroke him to where he's a moaning mess and you smirk and he noticed, "do you like seeing daddy a moaning mess when he gets jerked off?" "yes I do daddy, I love it so much" and with that he's cumming hard, "fuck baby girl, you made daddy cum so hard" he groaned "daddy... I need you so fucking bad, been a good girl" "yes baby ik I didn't forget about my beautiful, smart girl."
Now that he's eaten you out and you've gave him a hand job you and Chan can finally get to feel each other then he says, "do you want to go raw or do you want me to put on a condom, because I don't mind, its up to you baby girl" you pause for a sec, "I want is raw", he smirks, then he lays you down on the floor and you hiss at the cold tiles and he chuckles, then he opens your legs and sees how wet you are and groans. He coats his dick in your wet folds and you let out a loud moan and he finally lines up his cock to your entries and slowly goes in and stop every few seconds because he so big, finally after what felt like an eternity he's dick in all the way inside you and he's wait for you to say 'i'm ready, you can move' and after 2 ish min you nod your head and say, "ok i'm ready now", he starts moving slowly and he gradually gets faster and your a fucking mess, all you hear are moans, whimpers, groans and your squelching pussy, you are so happy Chan closed and locked the door be for you guys started.
You guys are passionately making out now, then he starts marking your chest and after he marks you he says, "kitten cum with me, I fucking promise it will feel so good" he groans, "fuck daddy you feel so good, ok I'll cum with you" you whimper.
He starts moving a little faster and you say, "shit... d-daddy, m'gonna c-cum", then Chan said, "fuck.. me too kitten", then he starts rubbing your clit and moves a little bit faster and then you both cum hard at the same time and fuck does it feel good. He's still inside you but not moving while you catch you breaths, after a few min he pulls out and you cry out at the sudden emptiness and he cleans you then himself, picked you up and sits down on his chair with you on his lap and you both are still naked.
He softly rubs your thighs with his big hands and says, "you did go good baby girl, you took me like a champ" you smile, then you make eye contact for about 5 min, then you look at his lips and kiss them, he deepens the kiss, then you pull away and he says "lets change that F to an A+" "yeah" you giggle. He opens his laptop and changes your grade, "Chan... did you feel something when we were kissing and fucking?" "yeah... I did" "I don't just want to just fuck Chan and pretend nothing happened, I wanna-" he cuts you off, "Ashley if you promise not to tell anyone, I'll do the same, we can date" "plz, I can't live without you", and you crush your lips on his, you pull away after 5 min, he smiles and so do you and he says, "baby you should probably put your close back on, and so will I" "yeah" "baby its late, do you want me to-" you cut him of, "Chan, I'll be fine, besides I do taekwondo" he smiles in response and you walk out of his office the class room door then you walk out the door to outside and start walking to you bus stop, the bus comes about 15 min after you get there, and on the bus you were thinking about Chan and how your life was gonna go, then the bus stops and you get off are start walking to you shared apartment, you finally get there after about an hour and walk in your apartment and see 3 upset friends. "Ummm, hi guys" you say while speed walking to your room, but Felix stops you and says, "where the hell have you been?" you reply "Professor Bahng talked to me about my grade in his class then I went to the library and studied" you say trying to keep your composer, then Evelyn says, "yeah we don't believe you, just tell us the truth, plz Ash" you sigh, "fine, Professor Bahng talked about my grade and he said 'i will change your grade to what it should be if you do something for me' and that something was that he ate me out then I gave him a hand job then we fucked" Evelyn, Jeongin and Felix's faces were wide eyes and mouth then you spoke, "guys, plz say something" then Felix said, 'its about time" "what the fuck is that supposed to mean?" you say, "it means that you two finally confessed your feeling to each other, because we've seen how he looks at you and how you look at him" says Jeongin, "plz don't tell anyone" "we wont, we promise" said Felix and you smile, then get ready for bed and when your ling in your bed all you can think of is Chan.
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A/N: so, so sry this took forever I've been rlly busy with teaching and other stuff, but its finally finished that's all that matter rn. I hope you guys like it and I would love if you guys gave me feed back pl and ty, also this fanfic is for imaginary proposes only, this does not refer to Chan, Jeongin and Felix in real life, its just my imagination nothing more nor nothing less.
~Sunshine
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the-phantom-author · 11 months
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Hasan Piker | Girl Dad Headcanons
@starsyoubreaklikesugardust I didn't tell you about these, but surprise. Enjoy. It took forever to get a read more thing up, God.
Hasan is the ultimate boy dad, however, he is above all, a family man. ANd this family man would absolutely want at least two kids. Your oldest would be getting ready to go into kindergarten or 1st grade and one night he’d turn to you and be like “What do you think about having another one?” or something.
It’s something he’s been thinking about for a while without telling you, you can tell his tone and his wording. Honestly, he has a full speech written out in order to try and convince you. He also does not care if it’s adopted or not, he just wants another little baby.
The entire time you're pregnant he’s going on about how it’s going to be a boy, “Love, look at my family, it's so male dominated” he just wants a little army to follow him around like his oldest does.
That being said, when Hasan finds out it’s a girl he bawls. It does not matter where he is when he finds out, the ultrasound room, the car, his house, he is in tears. It starts the second you look somewhere else, even if its only for a second to hear what the tech said, the next time you look at him he’s just crying and murmuring to himself “I’m gonna have a daughter” with a little smile on his face. Good luck trying to convince him not to tell people that by the way.
So I imagine his son being like a normal weight, if not a little heavier. His daughter on the other hand, she’s a bit underweight. Like it’s nothing concerning, she’s just tiny tiny. He’s in awe, because his boy was small but his daughter could fit into the palm of his hand.
He would be so confident during the newborn stage, I mean he rocked it the first time y'know? But then it hits him that he has a daughter and he gets worried. Not that he'd be a bad parent but, he just doesn't know what to do with his little girl at first. I mean he has a brother, and a son, not to mention he's a guy as well. Raising a girl is foreign to him.
Which is why he has you take lead on a lot of raising her at first, just so he can get an idea of what to do. He gets the hang of it eventually.
He is the worst when it comes to her getting bigger. Every time that you have to get her new clothes and get rid of the old ones that don’t fit it does his head in. “She can’t be this big, have you seen her? She is so small, absolutely tiny, those new clothes will drown her. “ “When she wakes up we can have her try on these, because i honestly don’t think they fit, it they do i owe you” the minute she’s in the new clothes he’s holding her in the air and staring at her while asking “When’d you get so big, stop it, stay small please.” She smiles and babbles at him and he’s just like “That was a deal, she just made a verbal contract with me, she’s staying this size forever. He would then proceed to hog her for the rest of the day. This happens everytime she grows enough to need new clothes.
Absolutely mentions it to her when she’s a teen, and they have a little argument. It’s how he starts off most apologies with her, “You know we had a deal when you were a baby, you were supposed to stay small enough for me to carry everywhere and only really able to babble at me or your mother.” just something to test the waters a bit, and let him figure out if she’s still mad or not.
When her hair starts growing out, she falls in love with the idea of her father and her having the same hairdos, So not only does she convince him to grow it out, but its also not uncommon to see them both rocking a ponytail with a braid on the side. He’s just the biggest pushover when it comes to her. She'll get a bow in her hair and bring one out for Hasan to wear and he caves without hesitation.
Also big man in tiny plastic chairs having a tea party. Like he'd go all out to, he'd wear a dress, have make up on, hold his pinky out. The whole nine yards but he wants it done right, she has to have a theme, he also makes it his mission to take her out with him and help him find htings to wear to these tea parties. She is also doing his hair, no one even has a say in that, he does however get you to do his makeup. It was something your daughter did but that was reconsidered when she ruined all of your good stuff.
I also imagine her being the shy and quiet type, no matter where you go she is clinging on to one of her parents. Like her other loved being around people, even as a baby he was always smiling and giggling when other people held him, she is almost the opposite. If Hasan is still streaming after she is born, she’s almost never on camera, especially if people who aren't her family are in the house. When she is on camera she is like curling into her father and he’s not allowed to leave the room without her.
She'd be the type to always want to be around him. He doesn't even have to be paying attention to her, she just wants him in her eyesight. Sometimes she'd demand he plays with her, like she'd drag him by the hand to where she wants him to go and play with dolls or read or whatever. Other times she just wants him to be on the floor with her while she's playing by herself. When in these moods and he sees that she looking at him he always waves and says “hi”.
Daddy daughter date nights, he's worried about how he’s dressed and if it's a place to go, asking you if he looks good or not, dressing all fancy, only to take her to get some nice tacos.. Sometimes to watch a movie, or whatever really, he does it to make sure she knows how a man should treat her. One of his favorites is going to a library and just reading to her for a few hours.
Who would i be if i didn't mention Jewelry when talking about Hasan. He does not let her touch his ring, they are much too big and would fall off her finger far too easily. He only lets you put them on chains to wear as necklaces, Won't even entertain anyone else doing it, even if that person is his daughter. Instead she has free reign of his necklaces, and would even go out and buy her matching ones. When she gets older she starts to think it’s a bit cringe but once she moves out and starts to see y’all ever so often she notices he’s still wearing them. She also starts to wear them, the day she buys him a necklace like one she has he starts bawling.
The bracelets that you, Hasan, and your son have that match? She gets one as well. Your son has a lil’bear bracelet and obviously he keeps it and the title of lil’ which means she gets called baby bear.
He’d start to get really into making those family Christmas cards. I;ve said it on multiple occasions, and I'll say it again, he’s a show-off, and he wants everyone to know that he has the perfect family.
He’s always the one she goes to ask to paint her nails, and he takes great pride in that. Later when she’s older and starts to get them done professionally she sees that it makes him a bit sad and decides to ask if she can paint his. It becomes a permanent thing as she becomes a teen and if she goes to a college nearby, she paints his nails while they shit talk the people in her class/people that she works with.
Family piles. There is no way that Hasan doesn't have the biggest size bed you can get, which means plenty of space for the family. Like lil baby girl would wake up in the middle of the night and wouldn’t fall asleep in the nursery, so she gets taken back to your and Hasan’s room where she is out like a light. Then a bit later in the night your son comes in after having a nightmare and wants to be close to his parents, and of course Kaya comes joins because her people are all in one room, what could be better. In the morning it’s all a mess of people and limbs and a dog but who would he be to want anything different.
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spicywhenspeaking · 5 months
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If I'm There: Chapter Nine
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read from part one
Noah and Natalie meet in high school and developed a relationship through their love of music and art. Falling in love, innocent and young, they think nothing can keep them apart. However, sometimes in the pursuit of your dreams the things we love the most get left behind
warnings: mentions of alcohol abuse
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As I’m scrambling to get out of bed I check my phone and see I have several missed messages. 
Kyle: you skipping today?? Tried to wake you up. 7:30am
Maggie: Hey girl ! Late bell just rang! Where are you? 8:05am
Noah: tried to catch you after 1st, did you leave class early? 9:30am
I finish throwing on my clothes tripping over my jean leg and respond to Noah’s text. 
Natalie: I just woke up. Slept through my alarm. 10:05am
Natalie: I missed my test. 10:05am
Noah: Fuck. Natty, I’m so sorry. 10:06am
Natalie: can you come get me? 10:06am
Natalie: my moms passed out. she can’t drive me. 10:08am
Noah: Of course. Give me 10 minutes, I just need to get out of Spanish real quick. 10:09am
Natalie: I had Senor Gomez last year, if you tell him you’re coming to get me maybe he’ll just let you leave. 10:09am
Noah: wow. Okay, I said it was for you and he practically shoved me out the door. 10:13am
Noah: I’m on my way. 10:15am
Noah gets to my house 15 minutes later. I missed Econ and Art but I’ll be able to make it to anatomy to turn in my project. I rush downstairs and out the front door when I get his “I’m here” text. On the drive to school Noah continues to profusely apologize for getting me home so late last night. “Noah, you didn’t do it on purpose and I’m the one that overslept. You can’t blame yourself for me not hearing my alarm.” I say, trying to calm his nerves. Despite having some frustration about what happened last night, it’s not like Noah planned for us to be stuck in traffic. “I agreed to come to the show. I knew there was a chance I might get home late. I’ll talk to my Econ teacher and maybe they’ll let me take it during my free period.” He reaches across the seat and squeezes my knee. “I should have paid more attention to the time last night, leaving so late was my fault.” I cover his hand with mine, “I forgive you Noah. I’ll talk to Mr. Mattson before I go to my anatomy class. I’m sure it will all work out.” Noah pulls into the senior parking lot and puts the car in park. Before I unbuckle my seatbelt he’s leaning over and kissing me tenderly,  “I know I’ve apologized an annoying amount but I’ll say it again. I’m really sorry Natty.” Laughing softly I kiss him back and we exit the car. Holding hands he walks me to my Econ class and we agree to meet after school so he can drive me to work. 
I walk into the class and Mr. Mattson looks up from his lunch to greet me “oh hello there Natalie, we missed you this morning. Is everything okay? Unlike you to miss class.” I run my fingers through my hair and take a deep breath. “I know, I’m so sorry for not being here this morning. I woke up with a horrible headache and just couldn’t get out of bed for a while.” A big fat lie. “ Is there any way I could make up the test?” I plead with him. “I have my last period free, could I take it then?” He thinks about it briefly before slowly nodding his head “okay, I’ll make an exception this once.” He looks up to me with a more serious look before continuing “only because you have such a high average and I’d hate for something like this to affect it.” I let loose the breath I didn’t know I was holding and feel so much relief. “Thank you so much!” 
I make my way to Anatomy and turn in my project, the rest of class goes by fast and then I head to Mr. Mattson’s class to take my test. 
After the test, I walk to where Noah and I usually meet and find him in a less than friendly looking conversation with my brother. A few people are staring and I’m hoping I can get to them before anyone throws a punch. 
“I knew you would fuck up her life somehow, you realize with out good grades she’s stuck here” Kyle fumes at Noah. I'm honestly stunned by Kyles words, does he actually care about my future? “I already talked to your sister about this Kyle and apologized to her.” Noah barks back. “ I don’t owe you any explanation. Dick” he finishes. “Fuck you Davis.” Kyle pushes Noah back harshly and I move faster to approach and step between the two. Noah is taller but Kyle is bigger and stronger. “Stop it.” I look at the two of them. “This is fucking embarrassing, both of you are acting ridiculous.” I turn to Noah “can I talk to my brother and meet you at your car?” He hesitates but then nods sharply and heads to his car and I turn to Kyle.
“I don’t understand what your weird protective bullshit is Kyle, but you lost the ground to tell people how to treat me after trying to choke me out last spring” I say and he bristles. “I apologized for that,”  He whispers harshly. “I just - you care about school, grades, making a better life for yourself and he cares about making music, becoming a rockstar. You can’t let him distract you from everything you’ve worked for.” I roll my eyes. “You barely apologize if we’re being honest and you just don’t like Noah so you don’t want me around him.” I continue, “we’re dating Kyle, not engaged to be married. You’re talking about the future like I have to decide right now. I'm happy, can I can't just be happy?”
He’s trying to even out his breathing and calm down, apparently something he’s been working on in therapy. “Okay. Fine. Be happy. For now. But I don’t want to hear your shit when it all falls apart Natalie. It will. And you’ll expect me to care because I love you.” He moves closer. “He isn’t thinking about your future sis. I know you think you’re in love and it’s all going to be sunshine and fucking rainbows.” I flinch at his tone. “But you want to go to college,you want  stability, a real fucking life. He wants to play music to thousands of adoring fans around the world. How does that work out well for you?” He’s looking into my eyes, looking through me. “It’s fun now, but you are going to get hurt.” I push him further back “screw you Kyle. Worry about your own life” I turn to walk to where Noah is waiting by his car.
I know Kyle is just trying to mess with my head. But why is it working? He’s not entirely wrong though, college has always been my plan, art school and then…well I don’t know exactly. Maybe I’d be an illustrator, graphic designer, or I could sell my prints at a farmers market until I’m 80 and live in a shack. But, why does it even matter right now? Senior year just started, we have plenty of time to figure all of that out. I must look like I’m thinking really hard because as I approach Noah’s car he says “maybe you want to give that ol’ thinker a break for the evening Natty.” He taps his own head to emphasize his point. “Just forget whatever he said, it was probably only meant to hurt you or confuse you or piss you off.” He comes over to my side and opens the door for me to climb in. “Come on, I’ll take you to work and then maybe after you could come over?” He winks and kisses me on the corner of my mouth. “Oh, it’s a tempting offer indeed.” I tease him. “We’ll see” I wink back at him. I’m obviously going over and he knows it. 
Laying down in Noahs’ bed at the end of the day,  I can't help but replay the conversation I had with Kyle after school. What would happen if I got into art school across the country? Would Noah and I try long distance? Would he follow me and play music there? I should talk to him about it. Turning over in bed to face him, I'm met with his sleeping face, snoring softly. I run my finger down the slope of his face and sigh. I guess it can wait until morning. 
But, when morning comes I’m awoken to my phone sounding off over and over with the ringtone I set for Kyle in 7th grade. “Why is the Imperial March waking us up at 7 in the morning. On a Saturday.” Noah grumbles from behind me. I grab at my phone half asleep and answer. “Hello” my sleepy voice rasps out. “Natalie-". I sit up at the sound of my brothers cracking voice on the other end. “It’s mom- she- I found her this morning.” Trying to remain calm even though my sleepy thoughts are creating the worst possible scenario. “What happened Kyle?” I managed to get out. “I thought she was asleep- well passed out but you know. I tried to move her to her room and she -“ he broke off as I hear his breath catching. It sounds like he’s coming down from a panic attack. “She what Kyle!? What happened to mom?”
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Next chapter here!
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someonesmoth · 1 year
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Hiiii!!
Saw your moon knight fics and they’re amazing!! 🥹
Could you do a hurt/comfort about the boys? (Steven & Co, maybe even platonic “I’m not actually worried I just decided to take care of you cus whatever” Khonshu)
I’m thinking smth about the reader coming home from a stressful work day haha. I work 7am to 4:30 pm with like 30-40 1st graders (sometimes other grades but mostly them) so I’ve been pretty busy.
(The reader def don’t have to work in a school environment tho)
Totally get it if you’re busy and/or can’t.
Have a great day/night! 😊😊
Hey!! Waaa I’m glad you enjoyed my writing! It makes me super happy to hear that <3
Sorry for the wait and sorry if it’s a bit short, but here it is^^
Comfort after a long day at work
Marc Spector:
- he was probably figuring out his next move for his moon knight activities when you came through the door of his apartment
- those tired eyes of yours and the way you tried to suppress your yawns concerned him.
- Marc walks towards you and puts both his hands on your shoulders, “how was work today?”
- you started to give a brief synopsis into your day, making it insanely obvious today was too much for you
- he nods in understanding as he hears you, a small smile laying on his face while he runs his hands on your shoulders in comfort
- “I get it sweetheart, I have alot of those too…” reminds me of his painstakingly tiring missions.
- he left a small kiss on your forehead, “I’ll make you food tonight, you should go lay in bed for a bit.” You couldn’t even protest, you were too tired
- he held your hand to lead the way, softly laying you down, he was planning on taking care of you until you fell asleep.
- you felt a bit guilty, watching him turn on the stove.
- he looks back at you with a charming smile, “i promise I won’t burn it.”
Steven Grant
- oh my, right when you walked through the door with dragging footsteps, he went to you in a hurry
- “you’re finally back!” He grins, cue you softly leaning your body against him
- he hugs you gently, rubbing your back soothingly, “oh darling, work was rough today it seems?” You nod
- steven then pulls you back, grabbing your hand and sits you on your shared bed
- “do you want to talk about it while I make some tea? Or would you like coffee?” You say whichever of those two options and nod at the idea of talking
- he seemed happy to have you home, you work too hard sometimes and he would love for you to take a break. He’s glad he’s able to hear your worries and doubts.
- steven stands up and heads to the kitchen, “now, what has you so worn down, love?” He has a small gentle smile on his face as you start talking
Jake Lockley:
- Jake hums as you appear opening the door
-he hugs you in a firm embrace, before backing away and noticing how tired you look, “well, aren’t you a bit too happy?” He sarcastically said, a smirk lingering on his lips
- you huff, hitting him softly on the back, he lets out a small laugh, “ay mi amor, do you want me to make you something to eat?” You nod, letting go of his embrace and kissing him on the cheek without saying anything
- he rolls his eyes, “I’ll make you your favorite, so don’t be a baby.” “Jake, just cook and don’t burn the house down—“ “you know I cook the best meals in this universe, stop complaining and tell me why you came back so grumpy. Who do I have to kill-“
- you raise an eyebrow and laugh, “Jake, I’m fine really…just lots of work.” He hums in response, he is happy to hear what happened during the day, he tries to keep up with you.
“If I were you, I’d point a gun at your boss and I’d tell him to give you a break, si?” “No-“ half of the things he says are sarcastic…but you never know.
Khonshu:
- He was planning on just talking to his avatar briefly, maybe even scold him—
- he saw you walk into the room with tired movements, he stared at you with an invisible raised eyebrow
- “you look like you have been run over by a vehicle-“ you huff, rolling your eyes.
- you put your things on the floor, not minding that they were in the way, “if you came here to bother me, go away big bird.” You said, passing by him.
- he stands and stares at you, he felt a bit awkward with his tall frame standing in the small room.
- “staring into my head isn’t going to get you anywhere, khonshu.” You give him a side eye as you go to the kitchen to get a glass of water
- he softly taps his spear on the floor, carefully choosing his words to speak and not sound like a worried dad
- “I was just looking for my avatar. Have you seen Marc today?” You shook your head, “been working all day.” That’s evident by the eyebags and how messy your hair is.
- “have you gotten any sleep?” You again shook your head, “don’t have time for that.” Khonshu tilts his head a bit, “why don’t you rest now? You have come home from your duties.” “Gotta work on report cards, khonshu.” He had no idea what report cards were, he audibly sighs
- he walks closer to you, “take a break, y/n. It won’t hurt.” “If I don’t get it done-“ “your work can be done tomorrow, it is best for you to be wide awake when working so you give it your best.” You look up at khonshu, thinking he was right
- “…fine. You’re actually right this time.” “What? I am always right!” “Whatever khonshu.” You head towards your bed, getting the covers off of the bed for you to get in. You breathe in peace finally, “im surprised you stayed to give me advice, big bird.” “Y/N, close your eyes before I close them with a hit to the nose.”
- you laugh, finally going to sleep soon after. Surprisingly, khonshu grabbed the blanket you have thrown off, tucking you in carefully. He figured he’d find Marc later.
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ellewritesandrants · 2 years
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I know a few people have done the Billy has an allergy AU but here’s my take on it. Just a warning that I have no experience with peanut allergies, only seasonal based ones so I may not have the most accurate interpretation of it.
Billy Hargrove’s always been just lucky enough to count his blessings but never lucky enough to consider himself blessed. Case in point, his mom left him but he still had his dad. However, his dad was an abusive piece of shit who didn’t believe in anything science said which meant that every time he got sick after his mom left, the only thing he had to heal him was the power of prayer.
Neil was the kind of bastard who believed that him getting sick was a punishment for being bad so Billy didn’t get to take any rest days, didn’t get to take any medicine unless it was in secret and he didn’t even get to go to the doctor unless he absolutely had to and even then, it was a battle and half before, during and after.
Neil was also the kind of bastard to believe that allergies didn’t exist and that they could be trained away if Billy wasn’t such a pansy. From the moment his 1st grade teacher sent him home with a note about an allergic reaction he had to the peanut butter and jelly sandwich his mom had packed him, Billy had been doomed to a life of exposure therapy, with Neil going so far as to use it as his favorite form of punishment. It might have even worked had it been done right but the way Neil weaponized his allergy made it into a form of torture instead.
When Susan and Max came into his life, Neil was quick to say that peanut butter was one of Billy’s favorite spreads and that he loved peanuts. Every time Susan made something with peanut butter, Billy had to be polite and respectful. He had to eat his portion to respect the effort Susan had put in even if it made his eyes itch and his throat swell. Billy was just lucky that it wasn’t deadly or else he’d have long been gone.
Billy had gotten used to it, even daring to find some tricks that helped it be easier for him to deal with it but unlike the others, he never outgrew his allergy even with his somewhat constant exposure to peanuts. Over time, it never got any easier but life had to go on.
All in all, if asked, Billy would say he has a pretty good handle on it on a day to day basis. He managed to avoid them whenever possible outside of the house and he lives after every time Neil forces him to finish whatever peanut butter filled abomination Susan made for dessert under the guise of pleasing everyone since Max unironically loved anything peanut.
Things got a lot easier when he was able to move out and support himself because even if he was poor, at least he didn’t have to be in pain anymore. He even managed to cook all of his own meals now that he had control so he wouldn’t trigger his allergies. When he and Steve had moved in together, he’d made sure to take over cooking and Steve never noticed the lack of anything peanut related in their house since Billy also did the grocery shopping.
Billy had never felt the need to tell anyone else about his allergies because he was able to avoid it anyway plus Neil would tan his hide if Billy spread that he had an allergy like a wimp. Even after he moved out, he just graciously accepted whatever peanut filled thing was given to him, all too used to pretending he didn’t feel his throat swell and his heart start to pound.
It had been a good year and a half since he moved out and for the first time in a long time, he hadn’t had his allergies triggered. He was feeling good and happy and with his birthday coming up and with Neil long gone out of town, Billy was looking forward to it for once.
It all came crashing down as soon as he had his first bite of the cake. Steve and Joyce had gone all out, even deciding to bake the cake instead of buying it. Billy could taste the staggering amount of peanuts crammed into the cake and the sheer amount had his allergic reaction going on overdrive.
He didn’t have the time to control his choking or gasping for breath and be could only watch as the faces of joy and laughter turned into terror and panic. He could vaguely hear Joyce asking Will to get his Epipen but even that was fading in and out. His ears were buzzing and his head was spinning. He hadn’t had such a bad allergic reaction in years and of course, it would be to a homemade cake made by the people he loved who had no idea about his allergy.
Thankfully, he was just lucky enough to survive even with them bringing him to the hospital as soon as possible. The EpiPen Will had gotten had possibly saved him from going into anaphylactic shock and Billy had woken up to a completely filled hospital room full of worried and tired faces.
“Mom, look! Billy’s awake!” Will exclaimed.
Joyce startled awake, clutching his hand, tears building in her eyes.
“Thank God you’re alright, Billy.”
“How long was I out?”
A warm hand fell to his shoulder but it was a familiar warmth.
“It was just a day but you had us all worried, son.” Hopper said.
“Why?”
“Why? You almost died, Billy. If Will hadn’t gotten his EpiPen when he did, you might’ve been dead. Why did you tell us you had a peanut allergy, babe? Especially one this bad.”
“Neil believes that allergies are for pansies and that you can train them away with constant exposure so he told Susan and Max that I loved peanuts.”
“That fucking bastard!” Joyce snarled.
“What? How did you get through mom’s desserts then?” Max wondered out loud.
“Ice water, a prayer and a few tricks from some books I read. I haven’t triggered it in a year or so since I moved out so it must’ve been detrained or something.”
“I don’t think that’s how it works, babe.”
“Well, we won’t know until I ask the doctor. When’d they say that I’d be free to go home?”
“The doctor said you could go today if they finish running the last few tests to make sure you’re fully recovered, but not without an EpiPen of your own.”
“It’s not like it was my choice, Joyce!”
“Still! That Neil Hargrove better stay away from me because the next time I see him, I’ll give him a good kick in the balls and see how he likes that.” Joyce declared.
“And I’ll pretend I heard nothing. Now, I don’t think this was the birthday you were hoping for but once you’re free, we can have a do-over. Does that sound good to you, Billy?” Hopper asked.
“Sure! I’d never say no to another party.”
“Yeah, but this time peanuts are strictly banned. Out of curiosity, is there anything else that you’re allergic to?”
“Well, I don’t really do all that well with dairy if you get my drift. Sometimes, gluten makes my stomach hurt so I tend to eat pretty healthy as a result.”
“We’ll take note of that for the party. Focus on your recovery for now, baby. Don’t think I can’t see you struggling to keep your eyes open. Go to sleep, Billy. We’ll all still be here when you wake up.”
“M’kay. Love you and everyone too. Thanks for being here.”
While Billy is asleep, every peanut product in the Byer-Hopper and Hargrove-Harrington household was summarily thrown out by the Party and Steve put Dustin to work researching gluten free and dairy free recipes for the party they’d be throwing. Everyone was once again made aware of everyone’s allergies just to make sure they didn’t accidentally trigger anyone else.
The party was a huge success and Billy found out what it was like to have a family that cared enough to take his allergies into consideration and to find people who wanted him to be happy and healthy even if it meant they’d have to do more work for it. For once, Billy felt loved and treasured and cared for by the people that surrounded him and he couldn’t be any happier.
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Of Love And War || B.P
Pairing : Bloody Painter// Helen Otis X Reader Genre : Angst, fluff, yandere (also x hogwarts) Summary : Helen had always been in love with yoou. What will he do when he has to choose between the dark arts and you? Wordcount:7k Triggers: uhh, people die, Helen’s obv crazy,, Harry Potter spoilers I think that’s it, oh also reader isn’t entirely sane either
[ A/N: It took a while, but it’s finally here. : ) ]
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Hogwarts, 1st year
" Hi, I'm Y/N L/N. I see you haven't got a project partner yet. Wanna partner up? " 
Helen glanced up from his desk as he's approached. He's aware of who you are. You're nice, a stereotypical Hufflepuff. The only thing that sets you apart from your housemates is that you've actually got a bite to your bark when provoked. 
This makes you quite popular amongst your housemates. 
" Why? Did your friends ditch you? " Helen snaps back rudely. 
His housemate, Theodore Nott, snorts. Helen doesn't get why he's listening in, but as long as Nott won't bother him, he doesn't care. 
" They partnered up with each other. If you don't want to be partners, that's fine, I'll just find someone else. " You shrug, seemingly unbothered by his rude attitude. 
You turn around to walk off, but before you can take a step, Helen suddenly finds his own hand clasped loosely around your wrist. 
" No, I need a partner too anyway, when can we meet? "
-
" Hey Otis! " Draco Malfoy calls out into the commonroom as soon as Helen enters. 
Helen sighs, not in the mood for Malfoy's bullshit. 
" Yes? " 
" So, L/N, huh? I didn't estimate you to be that low. She's a muggle born, is she not? " He scoffs, a disgusted look on his face. 
Helen barely glances his way. 
" I'm surprised to know that you manage to find time to butt into my business, Malfoy. If I were you, I'd study more for Charms. Your last grades were rather, embarrassing... Were they not? " 
Draco's eyes widen. No one's ever spoken to him like that before, but then again, he's never bothered to cross paths with Helen before. 
-
Hogwarts, Year 2
" Y/N, what are you doing here? " Helen whispers harshly as he spots his best and only friend. 
" What? Oh, hi Helen. I was looking for a good book to read. Why, is something wrong? " You ask him. 
" There's a monster loose who's out for muggle borns and you're casually hanging out by yourself. Don't do that. " He crosses his arms as he stands beside you. 
" Don't worry. I'll be okay. Besides, it's broad daylight-"
" I doubt the monster would care. Do me a favor, just stick around me. "
Your big eyes look up at Helen's words, before your lips turn up into a teasing smirk. 
" Awe, do you actually care about me? " 
He raises a brow at you. 
" Of course I do. You're the only person who's... I don't know, durable, I guess. " He shrugs. 
" I find you durable too. "
-
Hogwarts, Year 3
" Helen? " 
Said male woke up at the sound of his name being called. 
" Huh, what is it Y/N? " He grumbles. 
All of the students have been gathered in the great hall, the reason for it being Sirius Black on the loose. 
" Can I sleep beside you? " You ask him, no further explanation said. 
He slightly opens his eyes, glancing at you. Once he realizes you're most probably scared, he nods. 
" Yeah, whatever. "
And so you take the sleepingbag beside him. He's surprised you don't immediately quack his head off like you usually do, instead, you get into a comfortable position, and close your eyes. 
Helen can't help himself. He keeps looking at you for a while. He never really realized, but you really are gorgeous. 
It doesn't take long before you've drifted off. 
Neither of you mention it when you wake up cuddled into each other. 
-
Hogwarts, Year 4
" Helen, look at how cute this creature is! " You yell as you thrust the book of magical creatures you're looking at in his face. 
Helen blinks, needing a few minutes to be able to read what's on the page. 
" Bowtruckles? Really? They're not cute, they're pests. " 
You blink. 
" You say that as if you've seen them before. " 
" Because I have. They live in the trees behind the mansion I live in. " Helen says unimpressed, pushing your book aside to go back to reading his homework. 
" Wait so you have?-"
" Yes I have, no I will not show you. Also stop blabbering, and focus on your homework for once. " He says, smiling wryly at the end. 
He takes your book gently, closing it and setting it aside. Once it's placed on the table, he places a hand behind your head, suddenly pulling you close. 
" Study. " He says, his voice giving you shivers before he pulls away again. 
You blush faintly as he pulls away. 
Had Helen always been that attractive? 
-
" I dare you to swap wands with Y/N for a whole day. " Lui grins evilly.
You cough, before choking and eventually breathing again.
" What? That's not fair. My wand is the biggest traitor in the world, it works for almost everyone. Helen's is more loyal than,, I don't even know. That's how loyal it is." You complain.
Helen grins, holding his wand out to you. You huff and roll your eyes, before holding in out your own as well.
" Please don't listen to him." You whisper to your wand as you hand it to him.
Helen snorts, taking yours as you take his.
About twenty minutes later, you're in your defense against th dark arts class, and you feel sweat break out as you're stood on a dueling table, a classmate of yours stood opposite you.
You swallow, glancing down at Helen's wand which you're holding.
Time to test his wands' loyalty.
Your classmate opens her mouth, ready to fire a spell at you, but although nervous, you don't back down.
" Expelliarmus!" You shout.
To your ( and your friends') surprise, your classmate's wand flies out of their fingers.
" Well done Y/N, well done!" Your substitute teacher calls out with a proud grin.
You and Helen blink owlishly at one another.
-
Hogwarts, Year 5
" I think I'm going to join the Inquisitorial Squad. " Helen suddenly says as the two of you are chilling near the Black Lake. 
" What? Why? " You ask him. 
He shrugs. 
" For the extra credit. "
" You don't even need that though, you're top of the class. " You point out as you lay down in the grass. 
Helen glances at you for a moment, before scooting closer to you, pulling you into his embrace. 
" Promise me you won't engage in any stupid activities. "
-
" Bombarda Maxima. " 
Draco seemed smug when he pulls Cho Chang in front of the broken down wall. 
Helen felt anything but as his eyes connected with yours. 
Why didn't you listen to him? 
-
Helen and you barely spoke after he caught you being part of Dumbledore's Army. That doesn't mean he actually let you out of his sight though. 
​​​​​" I caught these two trying to help the Weasley girl! " Draco exclaimed proudly as he walked into Umbridge's office, holding who he recognized to be Neville Longbottom and you. 
His cold eyes never left yours the moment you entered the room. 
He had originally been called to fetch veritaserum so Umbridge could question Harry Potter. 
" I'm afraid you used the last of it already, professor. " He tells Umbridge, though he keeps his eyes on you. 
Umbridge opens her mouth, ready to tell him to go fetch Snape, but he's already towering over Draco before a word can leave her mouth. 
" Hand her over to me. " 
Draco doesn't think twice before pushing you into Helen's arms. 
" I thought I told you to stay out of trouble. " He whispers harshly to you. 
" Yeah, well, that's pretty hard when she's headmaster. " You bite back. 
" Shut it, you'll only get into more trouble. " He hisses. 
​​​​​​Meanwhile, Snape has dropped by, Harry said something sketchy to him and now Hermoine's yelling something about a secret weapon. 
Moments later, the golden three are out of the room, along with Umbridge. 
" Well then-"
" Do with them whatever you like. I'll have a good talk with her. " Helen says before Draco can even finish his sentence. 
Next thing you know is that he's roughly pulling you out of the room and into the hallway. 
" Hey! No need to be so rough! -"
" If you don't want me to be so rough, fucking listen to me! " He yells suddenly, slamming you into the wall. 
You blink, fear slowly seeping into you. He's never been rough with you. Nor have you ever seen him mad before. 
When he finally catches up to your reaction, he slowly lets go of the shoulder he's had pressed against the wall. 
" Look, sorry, but-"
" I'm not someone you can boss around Helen, you should know that by now. " You tell him carefully. 
" Boss around?! The only reason I'm bossing you around is because you easily manage to get into trouble- Which I in turn hate, because Umbridge is a major bitch. " He bursts out suddenly, running a hand through his hair. 
He turns to look at you, his crystal blue eyes boring into yours with an unusual amount of emotion and affection. 
He carefully steps closer to you, and when you don't step away, he cups your face with both of his hands. 
" I'm in love with you, Y/N. " 
Your eyes widen at his confession. Yes, you most definitely have a crush on him too, but love? 
You carefully place your hands on his sides. 
" Helen, I like you too. " 
He doesn't need to hear anymore as he connects your lips together. He gives you a soft peck, never having kissed anyone before. 
He's your first kiss as well, but you're less shy. You move one of the hands on his sides to cup his face, pulling him back to you. 
You might not know what the future holds for you, but you believe you'll be okay in the battle against he-who-musn't-be-named with him by your side. 
-
Malfoy Manor, summer before 6th year
Helen's monotone expression remains the same as he comes face to face with the dark lord himself. 
" Ah, Helen it is? I believe you'll be a great addition to my army. I trust you accept? " The dark lord speaks to him. 
Helen doesn't need to look at his parents to know that this is what they want him to do. 
" Of course. " He answers, voice holding no tone of flattery. 
" Good, good, just the answer I hoped. You see, I've set a mission for your friend, Draco. I, however, believe it's best if you help. " The dark lord tells him. 
Helen nods, shortly glancing at Draco who's seemingly trying his best not to quiver. 
-
Your eyes widen as you look at the letter your friend Hermoine send you. 
Dear Y/N, 
Hi, Hermoine here. I was out with Ron and Harry the other day when I saw Malfoy and Otis acting suspicious by Borgin and Burks. I know we're not close, but I thought that Malfoy and Otis weren't either. Just giving you a heads up in case he's now on you-know-who's side. 
Can't wait to see you in school! 
Hermoine Granger
Did Helen really join him? 
-
Hogwarts, Year 6
So far, things have been relatively grim between you and Helen. The two of you talk, as you always do, but sometimes he randomly runs off with Malfoy, sometimes for hours on end, without any explanation. 
" What's going on with you and Malfoy? " 
Helen looks up as he hears you ask the question he dreads to answer. 
" Nothing. We don't talk all that often, why? " 
" 'You don't talk that often? ' He literally came to pick you up from our study date yesterday. " You raise a brow. 
He sighs, but doesn't say anything otherwise. 
" Look, I know you're hiding something. I also feel like it's got something to do with you-know-who being back. I need you to tell me Helen, are we together in the war that will no doubt be coming, or not? " 
He remains silent, confirming your fears. 
" Okay. I guess I'll see you arou-"
He's pulling you right back down beside him before you can finish your sentence and properly get up from the grass. 
" You're right. I'm afraid we won't be on the same team when it comes to the war Y/N." He sighs, his eyes turning sad. 
You haven't seen him so emotional since last year, when he confessed his feelings for you. Now, he's got a tight grip on your hand. He's avoiding eye contact, but his deep blue eyes look sad whilst he's looking out on the black lake. You know what it means; he's worried about something. 
" This summer wasn't like any other. Malfoy and I were approached by the Dark Lord to join his side. We know better than to say no. Now we've been charged a mission. I won't burden you with what.... " He explains. 
You look at your boyfriend, shocked by what he's telling you. 
" Just, please tell me, are you asked to kill someone? " You ask, taking the hand he's holding into both of your own. 
In return, he pulls you into his side, wrapping the arm you were holding around you as he replaces it with his free hand in your own. 
" Yes. "
-
" I once knew a boy, he was quite like you you see, he made all the wrong choices-"
" Get it over with Malfoy. " Helen hisses, stepping out from where he was hidden in the shadows. 
" Otis?-"
" I don't need a peptalk. I'm morally much worse than you know. " He says. 
Dumbledore could tell he was right. Helen's eyes were dark, filled with some kind of unexplained rage. Like he's been carrying around anger for a very long time. 
In a quick attempt to keep Helen from doing what Dumbledore has asked Severus to do, he tries to get through to him. 
" What would miss L/N think, Helen? "
" She'll never know. " He says, slipping his wand out of his pocket. 
Just as Dumbledore hoped, the sound of more people arriving catches their attention. 
" There's others? How? "
" The vanishing cabinet in the room of requirement. It has a twin. "
-
The Burrow, summer after 6th year
" What was the first thing I said to you when Helen became our housemate?! " Link yells as he points his wand at you and his own twin brother Ben. 
Ben is quick to react, pulling his own wand out and pointing it back at his twin while he pulls you protectively behind his form. 
" What the hell is this about Link-"
" Answer me! "
" That he looks like a damn angel and smells like flowers! " Ben yells frustrated. 
You pop your head out from behind his back. 
" I mean, I agree- but,, what? " 
Link grins, lowering his wand. 
" We have to check everyone this way, they knew we were coming. " Link says, stepping inside of the burrow, letting you and Ben in as well. 
Today, the trace has finally faded on Harry, and because of that, you, Ben, Link and Lui were helping with bringing him to the Burrow, the Weasleys' household. You had been paired up with Ben (with you morphing into Harry, thanks to the Polyjuice potion. Now, you're thankfully back in your own skin.) Everyone is also staying at least until the wedding of Ron's brother Billy and Fleur. 
" George! Are you okay? " You ask as you see him nearly passed out on the couch, his twin by his side as always. 
" Oh, yeah, feeling kinda holy, don't worry.-"
" Y/N! Thank Merlin you made it! " Hermoine calls suddenly, running to you to give you a big hug. 
" Hermoine! You too." You smile as you return the hug. 
It thankfully doesn't take long until the rest arrives. 
" Mad eye's dead. Mundunges fled as soon as he saw the first death eater appear. " Billy says, bringing an uncomfortable silence with him. 
-
You smile sadly at the couple who're dancing. You're happy for them, truly, but you're also sad, as they remind you of what (or rather who) you're missing. 
" Pitty party for one I see, mind if I join? " 
You look up from where you seated to see Link standing there. 
You snort. 
" Sure, sit down. "
" Kind of sad that they're having a wedding right now." You say as soon as he sat down. 
" You think so? " He asks in return. 
" Yeah, you don't? " 
" I think it's rather cute that they choose to die married, kind of. " 
" I mean, I guess you could see it like that too. Never expected you to be a 'till death do us part' kind of guy. " You tease. 
Understandably so too, Link had always been a player for as long as you knew him. 
" What can I say, I suppose I'm full of surprises. " 
A comfortable silence settled between the two of you after that for a moment, until he spoke the words you dreaded to hear. 
" You know, I saw him. " Link started carefully, looking at your face. 
" When we escorted Harry here. He didn't shoot a spell at me, but I can't read him. He didn't exactly seem to be there against his will either-"
" He was forced Link, just like everyone else in that wretched army. "
" I know, but still. You should be careful.... I think there's a chance- DUCK! " Link cut himself off as he threw himself on you, pulling the both of you down. 
Death eaters started breaking down the tent, shooting spells left and right. From the corner of your eye, you could see the golden trio apparate. 
" Wand out, Y/N." Link says as he gets up, throwing spells right back at them. 
You get up too, intending to do the same. However, before you've even properly drawn your wand out, someone knocks you out. 
-
When you wake up again, you're in some kind of underground cellar, Luna, and who you recognize to be the wandmaker Ollivander are with you. 
" Y/N was it right, are you okay? " Luna asks. 
You cough, carefully getting up. 
" Uhm, sort of I think? You're Luna right? Luna Lovegood? " 
" Yes, that's me. "
" Where are we? What happened? "
" We're in the basement of Malfoy Manor, I'm afraid we're taken. "
-
" We did not manage to catch him, my lord-"
" Fools! How is it, that even a simple task, you cannot manage! " He-who-musn't-be-named booms as he walks over to the poor man, who gulps in fear. 
" M-my lord, we did manage to take two girls. We believe they're relatively close to Potter. Mayhaps they could help? " Another, who had been part of the wedding crashing, asked carefully. 
The dark lord looked him cold in the eye, contemplating on whether he should kill him or not, but eventually waved him off. 
" Get them, perhaps we can get some information out of them. "
The man immediately scrambles off, doing as told. 
Draco turns to carefully look at Helen, who's sat beside him. The black haired male was much colder than he had anticipated, in fact, sometimes Helen seemed to enjoy torturing people, hurting them. 
He was unbreakable, nothing seemed to get to him. 
Until today that is. 
-
Helen's eyes widen as he recognized the pair of (E/C) eyes who seemed to stare right back at him. 
However, knowing better than to show emotion in this environment, he quickly wiped his emotions off his face. 
No one is to know you two were something. 
And so he watched. He watched as another death eater started using the cruciatus curse on Luna whilst questioning you. He watched as you didn't give in. He watched as they in turn used the curse on you. He watched with pain as Luna didn't give in. It went on like that for a while, until the dark lord grew impatient. 
You didn't look him in the eye once. 
" Enough. If they don't want to speak, that's fine. Kill them." He ordered. 
Helen felt his heart stop as you finally broke eye contact, hanging your head, ready to die. 
" Don't. " Helen says suddenly. 
He doesn't raise his voice, doesn't yell, doesn't show any emotion. 
The dark lord's cold eyes turn to him now, daring him to give an explanation. 
" They'll be no use to us dead. Lovegood's father will look for her. As will Drowned's for Y/N. " He says, not stuttering once. 
" Mayhaps, we should sent them a note. Lucius, I trust you own an owl? "
-
Eventually, hours turn into days, and days turn into weeks. 
Helen watches you suffer sometimes, not budging with interfering. 
Luna was at some point left alone, for she seemed to be more of use as long as she was alive. 
You on the other hand? You were close to breaking. The torturing truly got to you, and Helen watched painfully as you turn into the ghost of yourself. Your skin which once shined was now dull and dirty, your hair matted, and you've lost so much weight. Your eyes get to him the most. They don't look at him with the hope you once had for him anymore. 
One day, he finally has enough. 
" That's enough. She'll die. She'll be useless to us dead. " He stops Bellatrix from murdering you. 
" What, it sounds to me as if you have a soft spot for this one, Otis~" Bellatrix laughs cruelly. 
" Not at all, Lestrange. But I doubt the dark lord would be happy with her dead when he specifically told you to keep her alive. " Helen glares back, stepping closer. 
Due to his height, he towers over her. Her heels barely giving her enough height to make them face to face. 
She scoffs, obviously bummed he interrupted her fun. 
That night, Helen finally goes down to see you. 
" Y/N? " He asks carefully as he opens the door to the cellar. 
" H-Helen? " He hears you call back to him. 
The basement is dark, and he whispers a small spell to create light. 
" Y/N." Helen breaths out as he walks over to where you're cuddles up in a corner. 
" Leave her alone! " Luna suddenly jumps in his way, pushing him back. 
" Haven't you done enough damage to her?! " She yells, although she keeps her voice soft. 
Helen feels a new emotion dwell up in him. He doesn't like Luna. How dare she say that when she didn't budge to say anything when they tortured you? 
He can't seem to control himself as he pushes her aside roughly, her head hitting one of the columns.
He doesn't watch to see how she does, instead he stalks over to you. 
It scares you to the point where you try to press yourself further into the wall. But he's having none of that, instead taking you into his arms and taking you upto his room. 
Once you've arrived in a different room on the third floor, you look at him. 
" What are you doing? "
" Saving you. "
" Why? "
Helen glances at your face, but doesn't say anything else. 
" Do you need help getting yourself clean in the bathroom? " He asks instead pulling you up with one hand on your lower arm and one on your waist. 
He doesn't miss how your skin shivers at his touch. 
" No. " You say as you try to push him away. 
However, the moment you're on your feet by yourself, you nearly collapse, had it not been for Helen who caught you. 
" Seems you do though. "
-
A few weeks later, Malfoy Manor
So far, Helen has been keeping you in his room. 
You've been walking around in his clothes, sleeping beside him in his bed and did well by keeping quiet. 
He says he's planning an escape for the two of you, but you know better than to believe him. 
He's always been calculated and quick, if he had a plan, it would be put to action by now. 
Instead, you're left to wait for the right moment. 
He's made the stupid mistake of giving you your wand back, with the empty promise that you wouldn't use it. 
For now, you can't yet, considering it would most probably only bring you trouble, and impossibly more pain.
Currently, you're seated in the window sill. It's a relatively sunny day out, but of course, you're stuck inside.
The moment you hear footsteps in the hallway, you turn your head to face the door, your hand on your wand beside you.
The door opens, but like always, it's just Helen.
" Hey, how do you feel?" He asks, face void of a smile.
You miss his smile. You miss the Helen you used to know.
You don't respond, instead turning to face the window again.
You hear Helen sighs, before you hear him approach you.
" You wanted to see Bowtruckles sometime, right?" He asks suddenly, pulling out a chair to sit on from the desk beside the window.
You turn to look at him, but don't say anything, though the question is clear in your eyes.
He reaches into his hoodie's pocket, and pulls out a small green twig-leaf like creature.
Your eyes widen.
It's a Bowtruckle.
For the first time in a while, he actually smiles, and holds his hand out to you. And for the first time in a while, you take it.
The Bowtruckle seems to be scared of the both of you, but still jumps onto your hand.
The window sill is low, and as Helen scoots closer, into your personal space bubble.
You put your wand in the same hand which is holding the Bowtruckle, something the creature appreciates.
While you're busy fawning over the Bowtruckle (you even tell Helen you're naming it Twig), Helen has his eyes on you.
This is the happiest he's seen you in a while, and he can't help himself when he turns your face, kissing you full on the lips for the first time.
Your eyes widen, but you don't push him away, instead pulling him in closer with your free hand, you don't even realize when you start crying. He also pulls you in closer, holding the back of your neck.
When the two of you pull away from one another, he wipes your tears.
" I know I've made all the wrong choices, and that I don't deserve you- but please know, I really do love you, Y/N."
-
A few months later, Malfoy Manor
You've always been patient, something you're very grateful for right now.
Finally, today seems to be your lucky day. 
" Come. " Helen calls you over suddenly from the doorway of his room. 
You were on the other side of the room, looking through the window, aimless on what to do.
" Why? " You ask carefully. 
Helen rolls his eyes but walks over to you, taking you by your arm. 
" You're going to identify Harry Potter. Don't do anything stupid, I can't do much with the other death eaters around. "
And so, seconds later, you're sat down in front of a man who's most probably Harry Potter. 
" I-I don't know. " You stutter out. 
You're scared out of your wits, surrounded by some of the people who've tortured you the worst. 
" Think harder! " Bellatrix screams at you, making you flinch. 
" I really d-don't know. "
" Get Draco. " 
Draco, who was just as 'unsure' as you, didn't clear much up either. 
However, in a sudden turn of events, Bellatrix spots a sword, and Harry and Ron are ushered to the basement. Bellatrix makes a move to come for you too, but to everyone's surprise, Helen actually draws his wand out. 
He wraps a possessive arm around your shoulder, pulling you in close against his body, and raises his wand to her chin within a quick motion. 
" Touch her. " He hisses out. 
" I fucking dare you. "
Bellatrix glares back at him, hard enough to make you shake in fear. 
" You can't keep your pet forever. I'm going to kill her one day or another. " Bellatrix hisses before turning around to torture Hermoine. 
When Helen feels you start to shake even worse at Hermoine's screams, he turn you around, pushing your face into his shoulder, as if to offer comfort. The hand which is holding his wand wrapping around your waist. 
After a while, it thankfully stops.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Bellatrix' wand goes flying. 
Harry and Ron come up from the basement, and suddenly you feel something you haven't felt in a while, hope. 
However, Bellatrix isn't easily defeated, and brings a dagger up to Hermoine's throat, making Harry and Ron stop as they were fighting Draco and Narcissa. 
You're not sure what to expect from there, but then suddenly the chandelier squeaks, and eventually it falls down, as an unfamiliar house elf drops it. 
You take this as your moment to run, you elbow Helen hard in the stomach as you run over to Ron, Harry, Hermoine, a gringgotts creature and the house elf, picking up everyone's wands on the way there. 
" You stupid elf! You could've killed me! " Bellatrix screams. 
Helen just looks at you, emotionless, unreadable. 
You don't know what he's thinking. 
" Dobby never meant to kill. Dobby only meant to seriously injure. " The house elf, you guess Dobby, says. 
Narcissa raises her wand to do something about it, but with a click of the house elf's fingers, her wand flies into his hands. 
" How dare you take a witch's wand?! How dare you defy your masters?! " Bellatrix screams, outraged. 
Dobby stands up straight, the look on his face serious. 
" Dobby has no masters. Dobby is a free elf. And Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends. " He speaks bravely, before he nudges everyone to hold hands. 
The last thing you see is Bellatrix throwing a dagger at you before you disapparate. 
When you arrive at the new location, you feel sand. You're momentarily numb to your surroundings. You can't hear anyone, you only see. 
Freedom. 
Finally. 
After only being able to look into the sad yard of Malfoy Manor, you're finally outside. 
After a minute, you register the pained screams from Harry, and it takes a moment longer before you've registered that the dagger that Bellatrix had thrown had hit Dobby. And that he's passed now. 
Silent tears escape your eyes as you walk over to the group. 
" There, he looks more peaceful now. " Luna says as she closes his eyes. 
" I'm so sorry. " You whisper. 
Luna wraps a kind arm around you, as everyone else is too broken about what happened. 
-
" Y/N! " Link yells as he all but runs over to you, wrapping you up in a tight embrace. 
" I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have let go of you-"
" Hey, sush, you couldn't have done anything, Link. Nothing could've saved me. " You sniff as you hold him just as tight. 
" Still, I'm so sorry. "
" I was so scared." You cry.
Link rubs your back comfortingly, and after a while, you calm down a little.
" I was with him most of the time." You confess.
Link's eyes widen, pulling away from him slightly.
" You mean with Helen? What was he like?"
" I don't know. With me, he was sweet. But when there were other people around he just, seemed like an entire different person."
Link sighs. 
" I'm afraid we'll have to see what's become of him when it comes down to it."
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" Hello, I'm sorry to bother. Can I ask you a few questions?" You ask as you step into Ollivander's room.
" Of course, come in. " He tells you kindly, straightening his posture in awareness.
" How are you?" You ask him as you sit down on stool opposite him.
" I'm alright. Healing I'd say. How are you?" 
" Quite the same. You see I have a Bowtruckle. I just.. don't know how to care for it." You say as you fish the creature out of the pocket of your hoodie.
Ollivander smiles, and you hold out Twig so he can hold it if he wants to. To your surprise, Twig actually moves onto his hand as soon as it's offered.
" Peculiar creatures, Bowtruckles. Much like the wood of their hometree, they rarely bond with more than one person. Did young Otis give you this?" He asks.
Your eyes widen, your mouth opening and closing like a fish.
" Don't worry. I don't judge you. I remember back when I was in school and in love. it seems so long ago." He says with a smile.
" I saw the way the Otis looked at you. I believe he might be mad, but there's a big chance he's also mad for you."
He doesn't look at you as he speaks, instead looking at the bowtruckle.
" They eat bugs. I'd recommend letting it go, but I have no idea where a tree with wood worthy of a wand is." He finally tells you, holding his hand out to yours, Twig jumping back onto your hand without second thought.
" Uhm, thank you." You eventually say, not knowing how to react.
How did Ollivander know?
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The Burrow, A few weeks later
" Harry got into Hogwarts. " Kingsley says. 
" This is it. " Tonks says as she takes her lover's hand. 
" The last battle. " Lupin sighs. 
" We better go. " Fred says, and one by one everyone starts disapparating. 
" Link, disapparate me with you, I can't do it by myself yet. "
" No, stay here-"
" I'm going to fight, Link. I have a right to make them pay after what they did to me. " You say, although you don't fully mean it. 
But you can't let your friends fight alone. 
" If you panic or can't handle it anymore, you run and hide, deal? "
" But-"
" Deal or no deal? Otherwise you're not coming. " He says. 
" Fine, deal. "
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The preparations for the battle scare you. You're stood with Link, Ben and Lui. The friends you've made this year. 
All of you are just watching as the shield is drawn up around you, eventually connecting. 
" This is it guys. " Ben says softly. 
" Never figured we'd make it this far. " Lui says. 
Link scoffs, giving him a look. 
" What's that even supposed to mean? " 
" You slept through all your classes. Ben was busy drawing random doodles instead of actually taking notes and Y/N was usually busy bullying Helen- speaking of him, what will you do if you come face to face with him? " Lui asks, turning to face you. 
You shrug, you hadn't thought of that. 
" I don't know, I guess I'll just actively avoid him. " You say, not entirely sure on what to do either. 
" I don't think you can, Y/N. From what happened at Malfoy Manor- I think he'll go looking for you first thing. " Link points out. 
You hum, thinking for a moment. Truth to be told, you're scared. You don't know what'll be of Helen. You know he's definitely done some horrible stuff. And you could barely recognize him when you were locked up with him. 
" Just stay close to any of us. Well all be taking the back flank anyway, right? " Ben suggests. 
" Yeah-" Link starts, however, he's cut off as hundreds of spells hit the shield. 
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" You'll go looking for L/N, won't you? " Draco asks Helen, who gave him a blank look, before throwing another spell on the shield. 
" Why do you need to know? " 
" I've got to go get something. From Potter. I could use some back up. " 
" Ask your aunt, she seems to quite enjoy herself. " He says, throwing a short glance at Lestrange, who was indeed, having 'fun'. 
The dark lord however, was not, it seemed to be taking too long, and so he finally drew his wand. 
And so, the field collapsed. 
" Look, I doubt Voldemort will win. I just want Y/N. I don't care about him or his fickle obsession with power and eternal life. " Helen spat, before apparating straight into the Great Hall, on his way to you.
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You're running. Chaos is surrounding you from everywhere. As expected, You've lost Link. Instead you thankfully did find Jeff, Lui's brother. You have no idea who's side he's on if you're honest, but he seems to have your back. So you'll have his for now.
Unbeknownst to you, Helen is already out looking for you. From a distance, he looks untouchable. Like always, he remains unbothered and untouchable, making his way through the crowd without much trouble.
He doesn't look at who he fires a spell, he doesn't care who's friend he just killed, he has his mind set on only one thing. You.
He's done waiting.
He'll do whatever it takes to have you now.
Thankfully, it doesn't take him long to find you. He's less pleased to see you're not alone, instead back to back with Jeff.
He doesn't need to call you before your eyes connect.
You freeze. Jeff turns around to yell at you when he feels you freeze up, but when he turns to see Helen a short distance away, he too freezes.
No one says anything, everything around you happens in slowmotion.
Untill the building starts to rumble.
Jeff is the first to react, running off without second thought. Helen is next, pulling you into him before he leads the two of you away.
He covers you as the roof of the hallway you're stood in breaks, and when he trips over a fallen piece of brick, he makes sure you don't hit the ground.
He holds you close to his body, reveling in the feeling of having you close to him.
After a moment, you finally seem to come to your senses when you get up again. And after a moment of pondering about it, you hold out a hand to Helen.
He takes it without hesitation.
" Y/N I-"
He's interrupted with Voldemort's message. He's withdrawing his forces, calling out to Harry personally this time. By the time he's done, you swallow.
" Seems you have to go." You swallow.
Your grip on his hand loosens, , but his tightens.
" I'm not going anywhere, N/N." He says
You don't know how to reply. Your mind is overrun with opinions and thoughts of him.
Before, you seemed so sure he had gone bad, that he was a terrible person. But now? Everytime you look into his eyes, you feel yourself melt.
Will it be so bad to be a little more selfish and choose for yourself this once? Will it be that bad if you choose for him?
Before you can make a choice, Lui comes running in your direction.
He doesn't seem to care when he spots Helen, and that immediately makes you concerned.
" Y-Y/N, It's Link."
Moments later, you're stood in the make shift infirmary which used to be the Great Hall. There's tears streaming down your face, and you're holding Ben close as the both of you sob together.
Link is laid on a makeshift bed, his eyes closed. He doesn't look peaceful, he looks like he's in pain, something that makes you sob louder.
Helen's watching the scene with sad eyes. Although things between him and his old friends had been tense the past year, he still holds dear memories with Link.
About twenty minutes later, you and Helen are sat on a curb outside. The weather seems to have cleared up the slightest bit and you're tucked into his side, your eyes closed in exhaustion, though you're very much awake.
" Let's run away."
You open your eyes at his words, a few tears escaping as you're stuck in grief.
" W-what? But what about Ben, and Lui, and-"
He wipes your tears as he cuts you off.
" I've told you I would help you escape. I didn't back than. Now is our moment, let's leave the war, N/N. Let's create our own paradise."
You want to say yes. You really, really want to.
But what about your friends?
He kisses the top of your head, before letting go of you and getting up.
" This isn't our fight. It never was. Let's go."
You look at him, studying him for a few minutes.
Will you take it?
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twst teachers as your dad!(+Crowley)
The news were devastating, after all the efforts to bring you home, it finally became official : you could never return to your world, and your new home consisted on a magical institution and the friends you made along the way <\3
As sad as these news were for you, some teachers who had grown fond of you have waited for this moment, in hopes of adopting you (and keeping you safe from Crowley too, ofc)
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1.Dire Crowley-
Had to fist fight Crewel for this to happen.
Has been planning on adopting you since week 1 (thus the lack of interest on bringing you back)
Bought custome matching pajamas with "the handsome man beside me is my dad" and "the kid beside me is the luckiest dad-haver ever" written on them.
No kidding, this was his way of celebrating your # 1st adoption anniversary.
A weird guy.
Invites you to very fancy family (of two) dinners, brings Pepsi with him and drinks it in front of everyone.
Also loves ordering whatever is currently the most expensive item of food at burguer King.
God forbid any male student looking your way ( very unfortunate because there's no actual female students)
If you are queer you would live in fear of telling him, but not because you think he's homophobic, but because you wouldn't be able to talk to anyone.
Not if you're a lesbian tho. that would be a blessing in his eyes. (he wouldn't let you out of school)
Encourages you to be your gothest self every day.
Tries to bribe the teachers to score you perfect grades.
Never works.
Tries to guiltrip you by saying that you would prefer Crewel as a father rather than him.
When you say "actually, yeah" he bursts in tears, like, ugly sobbing.
This is a common occurrence, every 4-6 days or so.
That's why you end up telling him that.
Not the best father but in this world full of magic and dangers you won't have the need to worry even once.
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2.Divus Crewel-
Had to beat Crowley up for this multiple times.
Because before signing all the paperwork he kept on insisting you to reconsider.
And boy was he persistent.
Unlike Crowley, Crewel was actually concerned for you.
"Okay so this kid has lost any chance of seeing their og. family again if they have one, and their friends. maybe they had a pet???"
Whether you are of age or happen to be the independent type, he still takes those feelings into account.
That said
Prepare to become a fashion model.
Your new dad loves dressing up.
He asks you what kind of fashion do you incline towards and buys you lots of outfits.
If you never were the fashionista type or you just don't care about your appearance, he'll just have you dress like him.
And as a teacher.
Does he give you a special treatment? yep.
Does this mean extra work every day? also yes.
He's more forgiving with your other classes as long as you pass
But- if you are his kid- you HAVE TO be top student in science and potionology.
So whenever you don't get a perfect score he will flood you with extra work until you get everything right.
Also will always get you the best partners for his class.
He doesn't care who you date, but if they hurt you ... there will be consecuences.
Overall a pretty solid dad. A little strict and materialistic at times but i mean, at least he's not Crowley.
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3.Mozus Trein
This man is not a dad. he's a certified Father.
Probably a grandpa already (?)
Maybe not in canon but, this man has basically three kids (yes I'm counting the cat)
His two actual kids however are around the age of Crewel if not just a few years younger.
He's been straight up suffering of empty nest syndrome for a long time.
He won't admit it tho.
This is why he initially takes interest on being your legal tutor.
(he thinks Crewel would be too superficial and could turn you like him.
he also doesn't want you to live like you're in the military, if Ashton adopted you,
and c'mon he's gotta keep you safe from Crowley.)
So, in his eyes, he's literally the only right option available.
Once he speaks his mind not even Crowley complains.
They are SHOCKED that this tired old man wants to take care of another kid.
When you come to his place for the long weekend, you are horrified at the specific old-wood smell that fills the house.
It's the furniture. This old, reddish dark, polished wood. around every corner.
His cat loves you already.
As a teacher, he's very much like Crewel.
He makes sure regularly that you remember what he taught you by randomly pop-quizzing you
You end up dreaming about history.
If you're queer and want to come out to him, i mean, he's not homophobic but he is very much and old man. yk.
If you're gay he's gonna tell you "but what is wrong with men/women?"
If you're bi/pan however, "could you be as ambitious when studying, please?"
If you're aro/ace he'll just be like. "i do understand you, really, but aren't you too young for this?"
He's not judging honestly.
He's not trying either.
Gives the best relationship advice having watched all the romantic disasters his older kids already went through.
Will teach you manners.
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4. Ashton Vargas.
He adopted you because he really felt bad for you with all this "loosing where i belong, the people i love, the places i know" thing.
This kinda stuff can bring the best man down.
He won't let it happen!!
And you're so ridiculously out of shape!! he knows none of his colleagues would help you with that. He also doesn't think leaving you to Crowley is safe so.
Now you're his kid.
Wakes you up everyday at 5am for a morning jog to "start the engines" so you do better in school.
Doesn't let you eat anything from the cafeteria.
He meal preps once a week so now you will be eating slightly cooked veggies, eggs and non-spiced chicken everyday.
If you're vegan you will be eating a ridiculous high amount of legumes. half the timed they're just boiled and unsalted.
Will be a competitive dad. I mean, he will make everything a competition. who will wash the dishes faster? who will get to the bottom of the stairs first?
If you play competitive sports with him prepare to be absolutely destroyed.
But
If you're in any type of competition that he has trained you for, and you win, he will cry literal tears.
Of pride and happiness ofc
You do so much better in his classes now because you've being training 24/7
He won't ever say a thing about your crushes or partners unlike the others, even if he sees the red flags
Because he thinks it's better if you learn this kind of thing on your own, the hard way.
If you have an uterus and suffer from bad period cramps this man will research the whole market as well as natural and magical remedies because nothing should interfere with the grind 💪
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My black sisters early headcannons
I agree with you about narcissa not being soft, I mean if she was she probably would be miserable for the whole of the series and shes not, and the redeeming factor for the malfoys is that they all love each other very much. She and lucius got together in her fifth year. And got married straight after she finished school. She had however had pregnancy problems, so they were overjoyd when draco was born. Narcissa was made prefect but not head girl. Of the sisters she was the least interested in school but she did do enough to get good grades in all her classes.
With Andromeda i think she actually loves all the pureblood functions like the balls and the rest. But most the fics ive read has her hating them. And that not being able to take part in the high society was the worst part of running away for her. I think she was as prejudiced as the other 2 when starting school. And my headcanon is that she and ted got paired for a class very early on and he just decided he wanted to be her friend and he just did not let up. Snatching small conversations and giving small gifts. It took years for this to actually work and andromeda to decide she wanted to be friends. And that and only that made her slowly change her mindset. After the 2 war i could see her and narcissa write letters to each other but i also cant see either of them writing first. And its not like andromeda would attended bellas funeral. I also think of the sisters she and bella were the ones who were the closest. I think bellatrix wedding was the last event she attended. And the fact that after this bellatrix was very busy made it easier to run away. I also headcanon her as the best spellcaster of the three but that after the 1st war she does not keep training. I also think the reason she wasnt more involved in the order because she doesnt want to fight her former friends and family.(opposite i think to sirius who i think found Joy in it).
As for bellatrix she is the one i think who enjoys balls the least but she still thinks they are somewhat fun, she leaves as soon as socially acceptable to do other fun "afterparty" things. By the time she started school she had decided who her friends were and those were her friends for all 7 years. She also really enjoys learning and was the most studious. She took as many classes o.w.l.s and n.e.w.t.s as possible and excelled in all. She could have been both prefect and head girl but made sure ahead of time she was not interested because it would cut into study time. Not that school classes was the only thing she studied. Due to being and excellent student and some charm and high standing she got to read any book she wanted from the forbidden section of the library. She always asked with a good and untrue excuse. She was far from kind to muggleborns but she was not a bully in school. Only hexing those who annoyed her or slighted her some other way. She actually found it boring and did always had an air of "can you get done soon" when her friends were bullying. Bellatrix found however out that she liked inflicting pain the first time she did it, this was at the very end of school though so she didnt terrorize the school. As soon as she was out of school she travelled to learn more. Around her 20 birthday her parents started bugging her about marriage because she had never shown any interest in romance. She after a bit of this went to rodolphus and said lets get married in which he responded wathever you want(I think he is in love with her but knows she doesnt love him and therefore dont expect anything and they are best friends). He proposed the next day at a garden party with the finest and most expensive of rings. Though there had been talk with and about voldemort in her friendgroup. Bellatrix first met voldemort at her wedding(I really like this headcanon). They immediatly got along well because Bellatrix had gotten lightly into dark magic and wanted to learn more and voldemort really liked how much interest she showed esp coupled with that she is very powerful.
Hi, anon! Oh, gosh, thank you so much for this ask - I agree with so many of these, almost all of them! They're so perfect.
Yes to Lucius and Cissy being together since Hogwarts, yes to her being Prefect but not Head Girl, super-duper yes to Narcissa with pregnancy problems. I have a very specific headcanon in mind for this. I think they had several miscarriages (Bella had at least one too; difficulties with conceiving children is something I envision for all the women of the Black Family, which may also be due to the fact that they all select their spouses from a very small pool) and they finally managed to conceive with Severus' help, using some sort of potion and very later on (if Cissy is done with school around 1972-73, why did her and Lucius only have Draco in 1980? It's not like she was involved in the fighting...)
I also agree that Andromeda was quite different from Sirius and her leaving her sisters was much less of a nuanced political position (I see her as someone with many biases and a lot of unlearning to do- never mind the fact that she also doesn't want her daughter to marry Remus because he's a werewolf). I think she loved her family - sisters, parents, cousins - and partly her world (balls, fancy restaurants and holidays...) I can see her having a difficult time letting go. Her abandonment of her family is something that's much more selfish than we think: she liked Ted, and her family said she couldn't have him, so she took him anyways. My problem with her is that I can never seem to write her the way I want to. I can't seem to get her voice right.
Yes to Bella's wedding being the last event she ever attended (something Narcissa would always be resentful of).
Sirius is someone with a very black-and-white morality (ironically, the same as Bella), while Andromeda isn't in my opinion. And I can see her being conflicted over her position in the war, even willing to forgive her sisters until Tonks' death, of course. Yes to neither Andy nor Cissy being able to bring themselves to write first after the second war. And yes to Andromeda not being there for Bellatrix's funeral. She might have gone, even after Sirius, if it weren't for Nymphadora. I just can't see her forgiving Bella for that.
Yes to Bella being the most studious, and the best in school. Yes to her having a small group of friends. I can see her being Prefect and Head Girl, but I can also see the opposite - her not being given it/refusing it not on the basis of grades but temperament/free time/other injustices etc. Yes to Rodolphus being in love with her and them having a good relationship, yes to her choosing him personally. I headcanon that she meets Voldemort at her engagement party! (At least in the story I'm writing, but I am very flexible on this- it's not the when it's the how for me.) Yes to her being a natural sadist, not that much of a bully in school, but definitely respected. Maybe she partook in her free time.
It's a happy headcanon for her to have travelled after school. I definitely think she wanted to, but in my head, her parents had always refused it, saying that it wasn't proper for a young witch like her to travel the world without a chaperone. It also fuels, for me, her need for adventure as a young woman. I do like it though (I tend to make everything tragic; I don't know if you've noticed but I love angst!)
Yes yes yes to her seeing Voldemort as more than a political figure but as a mentor, a teacher, and him choosing her above all else to make her his pupil.
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Where we are with AI, in March of 2024
We’ve seen the development of photo and video manipulation, from the earliest days of Photoshop up to now. This year, though, things are reaching the level we’ve all been concerned about – we can’t tell if important things we see are real. Soon, not even the experts will be able to tell, and anyone will easily be able to make any fake video they want.
Look at this image. Does it look real? Give the article a read.
When I first glanced at it, I didn’t even notice he had shirt sleeves and no shirt! Because I was focusing on his face and the smoke. That article explains some of the best ways to tell a photo is AI. But most notably, it says, “There are so many obvious signs this is AI, but most would miss them because they’re not part of the focus of the image, and since this is not a case where you think someone would be tricking you, you have no reason to analyze it that closely.”
A colleague who works on visual effects for movies shared this video created by OpenAI Sora.
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He explained, “I work in visual effects. It is my job to make the audience fooled by what they are seeing. Those of us in the industry tend to see a lot of flaws that most people miss. We will soon be at a point where I won't be able to see the flaws.”
Puppies playing in snow is fun, and I’m sure many people look forward to infinite adorable animal videos! But of course, that’s not why you’re reading this. This is about AI videos of any person, place, or thing that your average grade-schooler will potentially be able to create. Month by month the software will get better and easier and cheaper, and AI photos have already started appearing ahead of the election, and supporters on both sides of any politician will be using them.
Could you tell that the two photos are fake? As a video editor, I could. But the first one was harder; I had to look for clues like the McDonalds smoking man photo. The worst part of these photos is what the person who created them said in defense:
“I’m not claiming it is accurate. I’m not saying, ‘Hey, look, Donald Trump was at this party with all of these African American voters. Look how much they love him!’ If anybody’s voting one way or another because of one photo they see on a Facebook page, that’s a problem with that person, not with the post itself.”
It’s bad enough that they didn’t care people were sharing those photos under the impression they were real. It will be worse when people are using this software to purposefully manipulate people’s beliefs and feelings to sway their vote, or worse, to fuel outrage and despair.
So, you know how you’ll go online on April Fool’s Day and your brain will be on ‘suspicious’ mode? Have you heard stories of real things that people didn’t believe because they happened on April 1st? From now on, that is how you need to calibrate your brain for important images and videos.
If a familiar face says something notable, out of character, or outrageous, if you didn’t learn about it from a reliable news source and you plan to tuck it away in your brain’s section of “things I believe,” you will first need to verify it. Viral photos and videos on Twitter and YouTube aren’t reliable, and you’re better off only getting your news directly from trustworthy sources like news channels. If you find something and want to verify it, use your search engine and key words, especially for strange, suspicious, or implausible quotes, and find a news website you can rely on. If it’s gone viral and it’s AI, it’s likely that the top results will be news websites debunking it.
Starting now, remember: Suspicious and outrageous things are false until proven true.
To sum up, here’s the News Literacy Project’s guide for vetting news sources:
Do a quick search: Conducting a simple search for information about a news source is a key first step in evaluating its credibility.
Look for standards: Reputable news organizations aspire to ethical guidelines and standards, including fairness, accuracy, and independence.
Check for transparency: Quality news sources should be transparent, not only about their reporting practices, but also about their ownership and funding.
Examine how errors are handled: Credible news sources are accountable for mistakes and correct them. Do you see evidence that this source corrects or clarifies errors?
Assess news coverage: An important step in vetting sources is taking time to read and assess several news articles from them, not just the one you clicked on.
Also, look for clues that you should avoid a website. They include:
False or untrue content
Clickbait tactics (melodramatic headlines)
Lack of balance (feels like it was written by a person who took a side)
Manipulated images or videos
State-run or state-sponsored propaganda
Dangerous, offensive, and malicious content
Stay aware and attentive, good luck, and let’s hope we can at least keep this dumpster fire in the dumpster.
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[Megumi Fushiguro & Fem!Y/n]
Warnings: None. It's kind cute.
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It has been a while since the new student made it to Jujutsu school in Tokyo. She left a huge mark on everyone despite the short period. Nobara and Yuji fell in love with her the munite they met. They found her big, curly hair fascinating and stylish. Not to mention her style, at the airport, They were staring at her, thinking she was a model before she approached them introducing herself as the new student, and it took them awhile to comprehend that. They immediately became bestfriends.
Megumi don't hate her either, He respected her chill and kind personality. Especially after seeing her, laugh off Yuji and Nobara rude ass questions such as 'You are an African? if yes why are you white?' or 'How your hair stays up like that throughout the day?' Rude much? but they meant no harm, They were genuinely curious, and She knew that, and that's why she laughed and answered every question thoroughly. She didn't need too but She did. He admired that.
Gojo tho admired her for a whole different reason, To be fair, She may not leave a good mark on everyone. The way Y/n lashed out at Yoshinobu Gakuganji once for not respecting Ijichi shocked everyone. She reminded everyone that she was not japanese and that she didn't grow up respecting the elderly. Rather, she respected who deserves to be respected. To her, ijichi deserved more respect than Yoshinobu or the higher-ups ever deserved it. Let's not forget the fact that quote on quote said,'Higher-ups ? I don't respect bitchs who don't show their faces on battle fields' she was ready to fight Yoshinobu, cursed energy going through her body and blood lust, fulling the room. Gojo somehow managed to calm the situation, but the amount of respect Y/n gained wasn't something anyone can control. She was feisty and crazy enough not to think twice about fighting the higher-ups herself or anyone in that matter, keeping everyone on their toes.
That's why, when shit went down the hill in this mission, nobody doubted Y/n capability to keep up until the backup appears. Her ability was more or less simple, Teleportation. Her mind, It's her mind that scared everyone. She made a simple teleportation which supposedly trivial, at best, a 3th grade technique to 1st grade technique: instead of learning how to save up energy to teleport more people if needed and staying at that like everyone on her clan did, First, She learned how to change the teleportation technique to something similar to resizing technique and teleport a object or person to a bigger or smaller size to either blow or squish them. She also learned to transport organs, eventually leading to learning to transport cursed energy too, so instead of saving up cursed energy, she uses the enemy's energy against them. The only problem is that she has to touch the person or the object or the place to teleport it, from or to it.
With that much said, it was supposed to be a simple mission to capture a curse user and bring them back. after being surrounded, The damned old man made a pack with the heavens in exchange for his soul to open up portals and let 300 1st grade curses out and about. Who would fucking do that?! No-one had much time to think before screaming started, Y/n quickly teleported the other 3 with her out side of the mess along with her. She quickly found her way back now that her back is clear and the others are safe, She can think properly.
By the time, back-up appeared, Y/n have killed 60 of them. Thanks to her using the enemy's energy instead of her own she wasn't showing any hints of weakness. Soon enough, Kyoto's , Tokyo's and other sorcerers appeared to help. Unfortunately for Y/n the less enemy's the less powers she have. So by the time they ended the 300, and the Portals were showing the hints of blowing up. Y/n and eveyone around her was barely able to move.
"Where's that fucking blindfolded guy when he's needed?" Y/n whispered before transporting everyone away,herself excluded, with the last bit of her curse energy. She bearly was able to run toward megumi, who was also too beaten and too shocked to move. 'Damn it, I should have marked him when I had the chance.' The girl thought, regretting her life choices for once in her life. A white-haired man appeared out of nowhere front of the crowd watching his two students finding their way towards them with seconds left to the explosion, He held his hand up ready to help till he felt it.
He watched as the whole place exploded, blasting wind towards them. "Why.." The black-haired kid asked turning to Y/n. She was able to sense Gojo in time to use his curse energy, it was Gojo who joked that he will safe her life if she marked him just in case which Actually safed her. 'He knew' that all she can think right now. Before turning to Mrgumi, He had his arm around her shoulder and her arm around his terso helping him standing, their faces close enough to feel each other's breaths, she shook her head smiling,, shaking all of the thoughts aways. She just glad they made it. Looking at his sparkly eyes, "You haven't fucked me yet, can't let you die" she laughed making the boy flush bright red, his eyes wide open before turning his face away. Gaining hair ruffle from Gojo and cheeky "I told you, you are popular among the girls", "Shut up!" Megumi whispered, gaining another laugh from Gojo and Y/n together. They sure love to torture him.
After that accident, Megumi been flushing alot around Y/n. Now, those words are the only thing the poor boy can think of. 'Was she serious?'
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This draft, I'm still not posting anything new because of exams tho. Sorry. Hope You enjoyed. DM/Comment ideas or something if u enjoy and want more. Any support is appreciated 💯 🙏 .
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murdereraisuha · 2 years
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Chapter 6 part 4 liveblog and summary (Tower 3 part 1)
Continuing on to Riddle and Azul!
Obligatory warning for spoilers and possible mistranslations.
We begin with Azul monologuing about how dark and cold Tartarus is before he notices Riddle isn’t next to him and he panics before seeing that Riddle is already descending down the stairs. Excellent start hfdshfgsdlhkgsdlk
After a bit of arguing they try the elevator. Ortho appears and presents them with their first trial, the game that Riddle struggled with before. Both Azul and Ortho tease him about it, and Riddle quickly gets angry and threatens to blow open the door with magic.
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Very excellent start.
Azul offers to play the game instead. He suffers the instant game over, Ortho lowers the difficulty for him, same deal as the other two elevator game sessions.
After the two exit the elevator, Riddle charges on ahead, leaving Azul behind to chase after him. Azul tells him to proceed more cautiously, since they have no experience fighting phantoms yet, but Riddle say that Azul is being too cowardly and that the manual for emergency situations doesn’t say to be scared of the enemy. Azul is shocked by how overly stubborn and focused on the rules Riddle is, and he even wishes he went with Leona instead. Lmaoooooo maybe this really would have gone more smoothly if the pairs for groups 2 & 3 were Azul + Leona and Riddle + Jamil.
Anyway, soon after that they encounter phantoms and Riddle tells Azul to get down behind him before combat breaks out. Afterwards, Azul questions Riddle as to why he told him to get down when they’re both capable 2nd year dorm leaders. Riddle’s reasoning is that he is the stronger one and the “leader” of the group, so it’s reasonable for him to be in the front.
With that, they enter the first asylum. The game Ortho sets out for them is the same as for the Pomefiore group (get ID card from a phantom), so he probably intended to give the same challenges to each group but just changed it up for Leona & Jamil since Leona provoked him.
Before opening the 1st cage, Azul proposes he check the Phantom’s reaction by knocking on the door.
*knock knock*
* B A N G ! ! *
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*instant fear and regret*
They fight the phantom anyway. Azul complains some more under his breath about Riddle’s aggressiveness, the two move on to the next cage, then Azul complains more loudly about Riddle’s explosive approach to opening the cages.
Blah blah blah more complaints, another cage, they find the key and leave.
Azul: ... As expected of a honors student who’s head of his class. Can you keep going forward while protecting an under performing student?
Azul: It’s quite considerate of you.
Riddle: Don’t be sarcastic. I never said that you were under performing.
Azul: It’s true. After all, I haven’t been able to beat you in any of my classes since we started school.
Riddle: ... Huh? You were trying to beat me?
Azul: ... Is that something I shouldn’t do?
Riddle: No. It’s just, I was a bit surprised since I didn’t expect it.
Azul: Well, well... You make me look quite foolish.
Azul: So I, hovering between 2nd and 10th place, could surely never be a rival?
Riddle: Yes. Because if you're going to compete with me for the top spot, you’re too busy.
Azul: Huh?
Riddle: You’re not just managing Mostro Lounge, you're engaged in other active investments as well, right?
Riddle: I also heard that you’re continuing your “consultations” on the down low...
Riddle: and on breaks you often go outside school grounds in the name of market research, according to Jade.
Riddle: Furthermore, I looked at your handmade “test prep notes” that I confiscated from a student from my dorm...
Riddle: Covering questions from other grade levels surely took a lot of time away from your own study time.
Riddle: If you only focused on your own studies, you would likely be able to get full points on tests.
Riddle: But in reality, much of that time and ability was spent on analysis and strategies for other people to be able to get high scores.
Riddle: However...
Riddle: You want to beat my grades, the grades of someone who has been spending my time studying and honing my own magic for as long as I can remember?
Riddle: “You make me look quite foolish,” don’t you.
Okay this translation took a while but. I had to. Just look at this conversation. As an Octavinelle fan I am legally required to love this conversation.
After a bit more talk that I’m not gonna translate cause I’ve done more than enough of that, they get attacked by a phantom. Afterwards, Azul gets angry at how Riddle keeps trying to protect him like he’s useless luggage. Here, outside of NRC, in an emergency situation, things like “dorm leaders” and “top of the class student” don’t matter, and he is DONE taking orders from Riddle when they are equals. Then he runs off to the next asylum. Jeez...
So, Azul surprises Ortho by showing up to the next asylum by himself. However, Riddle catches up quickly and hooo boy okay I’m translating again. These two got me in a real chokehold here.
Riddle: Azul!! Stop! If you don’t stop it’s off with your head!
Azul: Hm. If you can do it, do it!
Azul: Even if my magic was sealed away, unlike you I have confidence in my arm strength.
Riddle: Urk... Are you trying to say that I’m weak!?
Azul: It’s the truth, isn’t it.
Azul: Ah, but if you head butted me with that stone head of yours that’s packed so tightly that it’s harder than a diamond...  (”stone head” refers to a stubborn person)
Azul: You might be able to K.O. me in one hit!
Riddle: UGIIIIIiii!!
Ortho interrupts their argument to introduce the 3rd challenge. Like with the Pomefiore group, there’s a female voice calling for help from inside a cage. However, this one seems more coherent and she’s speaking more quietly since there is apparently a sleeping phantom in the same cage.
Azul tries to think of a plan that’ll work quicker than just popping open cages at random and vanquishing phantoms, but Riddle just goes forward with the usual strategy. They continue with this strategy, arguing all the way, until they find the cage with the researcher. The researcher is an actual human, wow. it’s the phantom that was supposed to be in there too that isn’t a phantom, it’s a suit of powered armor like the Charon soldiers have.
After getting the ID card and leaving, the duo comment on how overly hot it is. It turns out to be the fault of this guy, the fire phantom “Phantom Titans Magma”
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Not as cool as the ice one. This one’s attack animations are a pretty lame little shuffle forward.
They run to the hanger, where Azul uses ice magic to try and keep the door from melting while Riddle searches for the Thunder Spear. Riddle is shocked by the size and power of the spear once he finds it, and after he turns it on he feels like its strength is going to blow him away. He can’t handle by himself, so he has to call for Azul to lift it alongside him.
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Leona seems to be the only one who wielded the spear by himself and had the other person directly distracting the Titan. Just how strong is he?
Anyway, the Titan is yeeted, and then the two lose their hats for some reason?
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Did they get blown off or something? Okay anyway Riddle proceeds to be super happy and excited that they beat an Original Phantom, and he and Azul have a high five while laughing with relief. awwwww adorable. And then when the spear starts talking about the battery level they both awkwardly cough and pretend like nothing happened. AAAAAAA ADORABLE!!!!
Like the others, they have a rest in the hanger, meaning Riddle actually sleeps and Azul stays awake and just watches Riddle for 3 hours I guess lmao.
I intended to get to part 2 for one of the groups in this post, but I don’t have enough time today and I’d rather get what I have out now than wait for tomorrow. So this post is just entirely dedicated to what will hopefully be the catalyst for a Azul x Riddle Renaissance in the fandom. See y’all later!
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jeweledstone · 5 months
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Had another weird-ass dream a few whiles ago that I made art of cause fuck you
DATE: JUNE 1/2, 2023
It was another “me younger in school” dream, but it took place a lot earlier in my life than other school dreams. Usually that genre of dream takes place either in high school or 6th grade middle school, but this one seemed to be way back in either 2nd or 3rd grade (it was 2008 apparently, the latter half of my elementary school days). Despite this dream taking place a literal DECADE before Deltarune was even a concept in the public eye, my Spamton and Jevil plushies were there with me as sorta “emotional support” buddies of sort. (To be fair though, I was holding them when I fell asleep, which is the standard method for my “sentient” plushies to enter the dream realm with me)
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I remember that the teacher in this dream-version of my school was a different one from the actual teacher I had in that year of school irl, both in appearance and the fact that she was MUCH meaner than any teacher I’ve ever had. (Like, even my 1st grade teacher would think she’s insane, and she’s why I’m suicidal now) This dream teacher was always insistent on targeting me exclusively, always finding excuses to yell at or punish me despite being perfectly normal with the other students. Didn’t help that in this particular version of my school, kids that “got in trouble” a lot were forced to stay in the basement of the school overnight, said basement contained a literal Cerberus-like hellhound that would stalk/hunt down the students all night and basically maul them if they got caught.
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So yeah, as you can imagine, having that kinda toxicity in my life was awful for my mental health. Young me, of course, was too anxiety to speak up about it at all, so I ended up turning to the only “people” who I knew for certain would have my back.
My fucking sentient Deltarune plushies.
Specifically my Jevil plushie, who came with a rather odd (and probably illegal now that I think about it) solution to all this. Turns out, the little guy was actually a master programmer (I guess that makes sense, I mean, he CAN do anything after all if he’s to be believed) and made this weird… Microchip? Thingy? That he would basically sneak into my teacher’s ear while she was distracted. Said chip was supposed to kinda-sorta feed her subliminal messages of sorts that would make her like me more and thus stop borderline abusing me.
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Seems simple enough, right? Well…
It ended up working fine in my favor, the teacher ended up not being mean to me anymore, even eventually considering me her “favorite”.
But after a few weeks of chill, then came some…
Admittedly predictable…
…Side effects…
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My thought’s exactly, little me.
So, yeah, I accidentally ended up causing my teacher to start slowly transforming into Jevil. Fuck me.
And what makes it worse (at least lore-wise) is that she has appeared in later dreams that took place in the present day, having become a full demon because of that stupid chip, implying I (or at least that particular version of me) never was able to stop the tfmc going on and turn her back to normal.
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But yeah, that’s all I gotta say for this one. Can’t believe I procrastinated on this one for so long lmao
Whatever, see ya! :)
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dabblingreturns · 2 years
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I dont know who needs to hear this,
But if your kid has ADHD, it's okay to look into medicating them.
The medications might not work out..... if so stop trying that one
The getting the diagnosis might be a pain. (I don't personally remember my own diagnostic process)
What I remember is sitting in class in 1st grade trying to think of 4 words that I could reliably spell and draw for my worksheet as all my classmates got to go out to play. It was a 15 minuet recesses, and I burned though the whole thing because I thought that if I I drew a fort, ( which automatically had to have a flag) I could not also draw a flag. And my fox was bad, and my number four was lazy and stupid. And I was stupid because I kept thinking of things and then they would go away.
I don't remember the doctors vist where is was percribed the Ritalin (it was the mid 90s. I'm not sure if anything else was avaliable to 45 lb goblin children.) But the doctor apparently said to my parrents "have you tried a low sugar diet? To which my parrents said "Yes!" And the doctor said, "well have you tried behavior modification?", to which my parrnents said "yes!" Neither the doctor nor i, knew about the shelf of books with names like "right brained children in a left brain world" or "how to parrent a difficult child"
Finally part way though the questions my dad said , "Just watch her for 5 minuets." The doctor wrote the percription at the four minuet mark.
I don't remember the pharmacy or those other details of getting the drug.
But I do remember the next morning, taking the itsy bitsy teeny tiny pill. And wondering if it would turn me into a teenage mutant ninja turtle.
And I remember how easy it was to fill out the work sheet for the letter M, "Moom, mom, me and may" then out the door to play for the full 15 minuets
I was lucky, I had parrents who advocated for me, I have classic ADHD C which got me a diagnosis, in a time when "only boys got adhd"
I also got a small trampoline from my grandmother for my 4th birthday because "She can't stop boncing so this will keep her in one place"
I've been on an ADHD medication for most of my life. I know that the drug probably isn't great for my liver long term. That's one of the reasons I don't drink. I know there are consequences. My own undialayed eyes catch me off balance. Because my eyes are normal just black holes.
Sometimes it's really hard to get. Getting a new doctor is hard. I've been though addiction risk evaluations and done without when I had to.
But I like myself better on medication, my ideas arnt better, I'm not smarter on drugs. But what i am able to to to look at my ideas and evaluate them and pick the best one in real time, instead of being bombarded by my own thoughts.
What I'm saying is, it's not easy to medicate your child, and it shouldn't be done lightly but it can make a world of difference to them.
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