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kfaem · 1 year
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Max hummed a tune quietly to herself as she browsed the isles at Pierre's, reading the packages of each seed bundle she picked up. After living in the valley for two months, this farming thing was still foreign to her. "Looking for anything, in particular, hot stuff?"
She turned around, face flushing red as she met eyes with the flirtatious man in front of her. "Just- just more seeds, I don't know what I should plant."
Sterling smirked, stepping closer, and reaching behind her. "Mia and Henry both recommend people newer to farming do potatoes and cauliflower, they're pretty profitable too." He stepped back, handing her a handful of seed packets. "Anything else I can help you with, sugarcakes?"
Feeling a burst of confidence, Max cleared her throat and peered up into his blue eyes. "A dinner would be nice."
Sterling was visibly shocked by the usually shy girl's confidence and caught off guard, struggling to form a proper sentence. "I- yeah, yeah sure. Tonight at the saloon, 7 o'clock?"
"It's a date!" Max smiled up at him, happily skipping passed him towards the counter. Sterling's eyes followed her, watching as she purchased her seeds and left.
"Sterling? Get back to work! I don't pay you to sit around all day!" Pierre demanded, glaring at the awestruck man.
Sterling shook his head, trying to wake himself up from what he thought was a dream. "Yeah, yeah. Sorry boss, just got caught in my own head for a second there."
"That damn farmer really has you in a trance, huh?" Shane teased, he watched as his buddy intently watched the saloon's door. "Relax, dude. I doubt she'll be here any quicker when you're staring at the fucking door like a dog."
"Can you shut up for once?" Sterling mumbled. The inside of his lip was raw from his nervous chewing, he just kept thinking what if she didn't mean it? what if she was joking?
Then there was a jingle and a bright blue fabric caught his eye. She looked like she'd run here.
When they met each other's eyes Sterling wasn't sure if that feeling in his gut was nerves or the beer he just shotgunned. She raised her hand, smiling and waving.
Shane finally took the hint and snorted, walking towards the bar counter.
"I'm sorry, I know I'm late..."
"Gorgeous, you're gorgeous." Sterling paused as he realized those internal thoughts weren't so internal.
Max giggled, tilting her head to the side. "You're quite a sight yourself, Mr. Cooper."
Oh, he was screwed.
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devourable · 7 months
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you swear to god that professor cygnus had it out for you. he’d always call you out for being distracted in his class, give you the harshest marks on your tests, pushed you the hardest during recital practice. things he never did to the other students.
it was like he had made it his mission to make your life awful, so long as he was in it.
you had enough one day. so just before classes started, you approached him to ask why. why did he treat you the way he did? what exactly did you do to deserve the treatment he was throwing your way? you thought you were a good student, and you were respectful enough, did you do something to upset him?
sterling tried, he really did. but he couldn't stand that look on your face. you really didn't know what you did to him? what you were doing to him now? he had to take it out on you. you needed to learn just how fucking crazy you made him.
you really didn’t expect to end up bent over his desk, desperately clutching at the edge of it, getting rutted into from behind so hard that you swore he was trying to fuck you through your clothes. you could feel every rock hard inch straining under his pants, forcefully pressed against your ass while one of his hands pushed you harder against the desktop, every movement sending stationary clattering to the ground.
you drove him crazy, he’d huff in your ear, it was your own fault. he had no choice but to be harder on you. you came to his class every day, acting all innocent, like you didn't know that he struggled to do his job with you around. and here you came, asking why he treated you the way he did?
he hated you, he hissed. he hated how he couldn't get you off his fucking mind.
you were lucky he had enough sense not to cross the line by fucking you senseless right on his desk. god, how he wanted but you knew this wouldn't be the end of it — he sent you off with a slap to your ass and a heated look in his eye just before the rest of his students began filing into the room, leaving you both hot and unsatisfied.
you left on shaky legs, shying away from the curious glances of your peers whilst professor c. returned right to his cool, unbreakable demeanor, hoping that the flush in his face and the hard-on he hid under his desk went unnoticed.
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noirscript · 4 months
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Descent Into Madness
warning/s: YANDERE. implied noncon. unwilling darling. failed escape attempt.
You should’ve known better.
You should’ve listened to your instinct the moment your met his crazed gaze. The way he acted after seeing your shaking figure while standing behind his mother was anything but normal.
You should’ve ignored your friend’s plea as they begged for your help. You weren’t their only friend, and you rarely even spoke to each other before. You should’ve known that something was odd.
“I must say, you’re getting better at hiding now.” You could hear the snapping of branches along with the horrifying sound of the detector he was holding.
You should’ve tried to run a couple of meters more instead of cowering in fear while hiding under an enormous tree root. But nobody, not even yourself, can blame you for doing so.
For the last six months, your job as personal assistant has been forgotten by your employer's son—Nicholas.
At first, he was docile. He acted as if he wouldn’t hurt any living being on Earth; not even a bug. He barely even paid attention to you and you can do your tasks smoothly.
However, as time went by, his health improved.
He no longer stares outside his window while sitting on his cushioned wooden chair for hours. He started to spend more time sitting in the living room while watching the television.
Perhaps that was when it all began.
You’ve felt his prickling gaze behind your back whenever he's in the living room. But the head maid dismissed your claims and even scolded you for getting ideas in your head.
They kept on repeating the same lines on and on until they decided to move him in a more isolated area.
You were the only person assigned to look after him. Not even a maid, nor a driver who could offer you a ride to the nearest village was assigned to help you out.
“Yoo~hoo~ Y/N!”
You were immediately dragged back in reality when you heard his voice.
Your body began to tremble as soon as you hear the rustling of dried leaves and snapping of the branches nearby.
“I'm not sure whether I should reward you for doing so well in hide and seek or punish you for making me look so hard for you.”
The beeping sound began to speed up as he gets closer to your position. That thing was the bane of your existence.
“Y/N!” he yelled, the tone of his voice sounded more agitated than it was earlier. “I swear to every fucking god, I will teach you a lesson.”
Tears began to roll down your cheeks. You tried to keep yourself from sobbing, but it was already too late.
You could already see his soiled boots few feet away from where you were. The agonizing sound of sharp and rapid beeping echoed your head.
It was only a matter of time before he would lean towards your position.
He pointed a flashlight close to your face, almost blinding you in the process. Followed by a horrifying cackle.
“Found you.”
tbc.
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plazmafields · 2 months
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When your boyfriend is hot
also Vesper with straight hair will haunt me forever
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fuokir · 11 months
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lmao I did something stupid again 😂😂😂 I apologize in advance 👉👈 @witchheroines @orionscelt
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chaoticlicense · 7 months
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"I would choose you a thousand times over if it meant I could spend a lifetime in your embrace." - Gale to Aurelia
(I am so normal about these two...so normal...)
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rockabully · 1 year
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omg mods asleep repost art that got deleted from ur tumblr bc u deleted the blog !!!!!!!!!!!!!
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r0-boat · 11 months
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Oc: Cat Boy!Oliver Sterling x gn!reader
(i dont have a title for this one)
I really do apologize for this one being late
Cw: slight breeding, biting.
Oliver baby is in heat, but you're trying to study.
Oliver tries to ignore the heat beginning to pool in his loins. His nose buried into a book as his tail swishes to and fro, hoping that the novel would take his mind off the friction of his boxers rubbing against his swelling cock.
The hybrid whines, taking off his glasses to rub his eyes, unable to finish his book in his current state but aching need stirring inside him to the point he could no longer ignore.
He was carelessly throwing his book to the side, losing his place in the process. Oh well, it's not like he was really paying attention to the story.
Oliver groans, his hands moving downward to unbutton his pants, giving his now hard cock at least some relief. Blood rushes to his face, his ears turning a pinkish color, at the thought of his hand slipping beneath his boxers while you're just in the other room trying to study for a college exam. Part of him wants to leave you alone and let you focus, but his cock weeps for you, and his body feels hot aching for your touch. He swallows, inhaling deeply as your scent lingers in the air. Why did you have to be so tempting?
You gently gnaw the end of your pencil, trying to rack your brain to solve this question. You could already feel your brain frying like an egg on a hot pan, but despite this, you continue writing down your answer before heading to the next one. The sound of a deep-throated rumble against your ear as the pressure gets put on your shoulder catches your attention.
His lips brushed against your skin, his arms lazily wrapped around you. You couldn't help but smile, enjoying the company.
"Can I help you?" 
Taking in your scent, his whole body shivers, letting out a mew, his cock throbbing in his pants. You can only let out two pathetic words "Need you…."
Even the ever-so-formal Oliver breaks under the animalistic desire to breed you. To feel your clenching walls around his cock with each hot load of the seed pumping inside you.
Naturally, you knew what he wanted from you from the whimpering of your name, and when he licked, sucked, and kissed your neck was evidence of that.
…..
Oliver swings his head back into the pillows, unable to control his sounds, his claws scratching against your hips as you slam down onto his cock repeatedly. 
What a sight he was, his pupils blown in those beautiful green eyes, his light brown hair, usually well groomed, now even messier, drool falling from his chin.
Desperately bucking his hips up into your tight milking walls as he moans for feeling you reach close to your limit. Drunk on your scent,  touch, and the moans his cock was fucking out of you, he finally finds a firm grip on your hips; Oliver begins moving you on his own, bucking wildly, trying to reach as deep as he can, his mind plagued with filling you with his kits. Your eyes roll back in pleasure, toes curling with every deep hard thrust. Tail wrapping around your leg while pounding into your well fucked hole. His thick veiny cock twitching against your walls. Heat pooling in his loins, burning hotter as he gets closer to orgasam, his balls tightening as they slapped against your ass.
"Close, 'm close! S-so close!"
His ears fold back clenching his jaw bracing for a way of pleasure to wash over him.
You were already gone coming on his cock moaning his name repeatedly. The sounds of your screams becoming too much for him as he pulls you to his chest, spouting load after load inside you. He hissed, sinking his teeth into your shoulder, marking you as his mate. Your nails dig into him screaming his name feeling the pain in your shoulder mixing with the pleasure of your orgasm.
After a couple minutes of panting, and catching your breath basking in the afterglow and in general enjoying each other's closeness. Oliver finally regains some of his composure looking at your bite mark with regret. He licks the mark to soothe the throbbing pain " Im sorry…." Your fingers comb through his hair murmuring reassurance as you nuzzle your face into his shoulder before peppering his neck in kisses.
He kisses your forehead; you whine as you feel your beloved leave your embrace.
Only to come back with a glass of water.
"Take a break from your studies, dear. Don't work yourself to death."
it's not like you had a choice now.
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carnivorousyandeere · 8 months
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working on my yan/yan dynamics post and i just want you to consider the following :
· erik as one of sterlings professors
· drew and ian being friends w bianca and angel (my married couple yans who're also girlboss/malewife)
· marcus x me /j
@.devourable
First— honestly can’t blame you for the Marcus one 😂😭
Secondly, Bianca and Angel look sO CUTE?!?! I’m so excited to learn more about them. They look like such good parents 🥺!! Imagining the play dates with their kids and the Bardots’ 🥹
Absolutely adore Bianca and Drew being girlbosses while their hubbies cheer them on and cook for them. Angel 🤝 Ian cooking breakfast in sweatpants and an apron with no shirts on my beloveds 🫣🤤
Thirdly, Erik and Sterling interacting may have given me incurable brain rot so… unsure whether to thank you or curse you for that one (/j, I wouldn’t curse you 🫶). The fact they’re a music major and a music professor at a small private school (using Sterling’s setting~) and therefore could not avoid each other for long is so fucking fun 😈
The following is just Erik and Sterling as Professor and Student with no other dynamics at play, but I think their competition over a Darling would be legendary, brutal, even Shakespearean (can’t imagine they’re good at sharing 💀). They would also make interesting Darlings for each other— would Sterling still be as rude to Erik as he would to a student Darling, or would Erik’s control over Sterling’s grade keep him in line a little? 🤔
Erik feels a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment at being hired by such a prestigious university. They deserve it, after all, having spent so many years perfecting their skills and proving their worth as an instructor.
It’s not long before Erik gets a feel for the interpersonal politics at play at the college, and who’s who. There’s whispers among the faculty about Sterling, of course— brilliant but ruthless, rumors of sabotage— and Erik can’t help the simmering hatred that begins to build for a student they haven’t even met yet.
They’ve been on the receiving end of such underhanded tactics during the course of their academic and professional careers, and lost a scholarship opportunity or promotion for it. The fact that Sterling has near-perfect immunity over it nearly makes Erik break out in hives. (To be clear Erik is a total hypocrite here— they’ve also engaged in some sabotage in their time. Just doing mental gymnastics to justify it to themself 😭)
They take it upon themself to grade Sterling a little extra harshly. If Sterling confronts them about it, Erik merely justifies it by expressing that higher talent requires higher expectations. Sterling’s the best, after all— doesn’t he want to be treated like it?
And loathe as Erik is to admit it, Sterling is quite talented and hardworking. Over time, he may even come to respect, and even like, Sterling despite the previous record of sabotaging other students.
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philosophygirl · 9 months
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feylilia commission by @citrus_c0la on twt ❤️
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achy-boo · 8 months
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The Sea Miracles
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Summary: Opposites attract. It is the term used for people who are complete opposites meet and fall in love. Well the saying is true but what would two people from different dorms meet. Love is a unique thing indeed.
Shipping: Daniel x Tsukii
AN: Daniel belongs to @yuuniee
Words: 902 words
Warning: Fluff, strangers to friends, friends to lovers, Tsukii being her secretive self, doubt about themselves(Tsukii), Jeanne being a wingman, a bit of angst but mostly fluff :3
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People find love in mysterious ways.
Not only is the saying true and it makes two different people fall in love. In more ways than one. Daniel Jett Sterling had fallen in love with Isolabella Duvessa Tsukii aka Tsukii, the first vice warden of NRC’s Sapphire Lake Dorm.
How they meet is interesting to say the least. Daniel and Tsukii met during after class hours, they both bump into each other and Tsukii was the one to apologize for not paying attention as she was reading a book. “Hey..I apologize for bumping into you. I really should put my book away more often.” The girl said with a nervous smile as she was embarrassed of her actions. The merfolk just look at her in awe. He was taken back by her beauty and her appearance. He never saw any woman who had those features but her. Her burgundy red hair with light purple shaded ends, light tan skin, her eyes are heterchomia but her eyes have crimson red and amethyst purple colors in them. 
Daniel snapped out his trance when he noticed the girl was staring at him in worry. “Eh. It's no biggie. I’m Daniel. Daniel Jett Sterling.” Daniel introduces himself as the girl looks at him in curiosity before introducing herself back. “My name is Isolabella Duvessa Tsukii. It is a pleasure to meet you Daniel. Call me Isolabella or Tsukii.”
After that day, Daniel and Tsukii usually see each other at random times with random people. But they share common interests, one of them is music. Daniel is a DJ while Tsukii is a DJ too but she plays a different type of music with Daniel but she never likes showing her face towards fans or in public outside of NRC. Daniel noticed that the bookworm only comes to Octavinelle for drinks and some food and nothing else. He also noticed that she always has a book with her, knowing why she is called the silent bookworm by everyone in NRC. Daniel was the first one to take her order and even delivered her food, making small conversations with the said girl. Tsukii was shocked when Daniel has misophonia but she understands and shares a bit of information. She has a fear of being taken advantage of because what happened to her when she was younger, she ended vowing to close her heart so she will be okay. Daniel ended up vowing to treat Tsukii like a queen she is. Tsukii and Daniel are both careful with their actions and words towards each other, making sure that they are both okay. 
Tsukii was in denial about her feelings for Daniel as she worried about her heart breaking again. She was taken advantage of by so many people..that she had to close her heart away so she won’t be hurt again. But she knows that Daniel loves her but she knows that she never gets her hopes up. That is the lesson she learned years ago. As time passed, Daniel and Tsukii grew closer as everyone in NRC was confused and shocked when they saw Daniel and Tsukii together but the silent bookworm only gave vague answers which not only annoyed people but it made them want to know more. Daniel wanted to ask Tsukii out but he ended up overhearing Tsukii tell her close friends that her birthday is coming so she was excited for it. He later asks Jeanne when’s the girl’s birthday and he has the answer he needs. “January 23rd is her birthday. Why?” Jeanne asked Daniel with a sly smirk, making the male blush and confessed that he was planning to ask Tsukii out. 
 The mirror demon told Daniel a place in Sapphire Lake Dorm where Tsukii hangs out which is the gardens and told him where to find it. Daniel was excited but scared to be rejected by Tsukii but Jeanne reassures him that Tsukii may look cold but she is a sweetheart underneath the cold mask. She is positive that Tsukii will return his feelings. When Tsukii’s birthday comes, Daniel asks Tsukii to show the gardens which the girl happily shows him the way. Daniel loves the way Tsukii shows him Sapphire Lake Dorm and he will admit..Sapphire Lake Dorm is unique just like her. The two arrived at the garden and just relaxed there. Daniel decided to confess to Tsukii and closed his eyes in fear but..Tsukii spoke. “Silly. I love you too.” She smiles at him with her cheeks red and she is actually crying tears of joy. Daniel held her close to him and they both shared their first kiss.
In the background, Jeanne is watching the scene with a warm smile on her face. “I told you that you will find someone who loves you for who you are, Tsu-Tsu. You already found that person.” Jeanne leaves the scene with teary eyes, happy for Tsukii to find her love,proud of herself to tell Daniel about the garden and now wishes for the two to overcome anything together.
Love is agonizing but patient. That is Tsukii's new lesson. She found someone that sees her for herself and nothing else. This makes the silent bookworm drop her mask and smile warmly with tears of joy and happiness. ‘Finally..I can’t hide behind a mask anymore..I'm happy.’ Tsukii smiled at the thought. What a beautiful birthday gift.
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kfaem · 10 months
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Just For You
Sterling decides to make his wife Max Mia's famous kitty cupcakes.
unedited, not proofread, and very rushed lmao. thank you to the person in the East Scarp discord who gave me this prompt :)
With an apron covering the outfit he'd planned for his and Max's evening dinner, he squinted at the recipe card Mia gave him and cursed under his breath. "How the hell am I supposed to do this, Mia? Should've just paid you to do this for me." He grumbled, pouring the batter into the cups just as instructed.
The cat lingered on top of the fridge, curiously watching over her owner. Sterling glanced over at the orange kitty, laughing with a picture in his head. "What? Am I offending you with this?"
Sterling slid the tray into the preheated oven, setting the timer for a perfect twenty-five minutes at 350 Fahrenheit. He was dreading the decorating.
His eyes scanned over the kitchen, mentally checking off every ingredient he needed to make the icing and the store-bought icing tubes that were serving as a backup and an aid to make the details easier. He didn't have much longer until Max returned from her girl's day with Mia, so he had to check each box off.
The timer let out a shrieking reminder that he set it twenty-five minutes ago and his day's effort was, hopefully, done.
However, the supposed cats came out of the oven shaped more like a blob, the only real features that remained were just the now rounded-out ears. This, of course, provoked an immense feeling of anger and resentment that was followed by a string of profanities.
In a last-ditch effort to fix these dreadful "cats", Sterling grabbed a butter knife and started trimming away. Something else he didn't account for was that he made some... shortcuts in the recipe and thus, the batter was not smooth like Mia "suggested" and it only made the problem worse.
"Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me!" The knife found itself thrown into the sink, joining the other abundance of baking supplies that he forgot about and was now definitely looking forward to cleaning up before his wife got home.
To pour salt into the very fresh wound, the door opened and Max's signature laugh filled the house. Sterling initially smiled, glad his love was finally home, before remembering the whole reason he'd kicked her out in the first place.
"Sterling? Love?" Max called out, turning the corner to the disaster that was her kitchen. She paused, taking a moment to take it in. "Oh, honey..."
"I- yeah. Yeah, this is bad, isn't it?" Sterling stepped back, running his hand through his hair. Max yelped, rushing over to yank his hand away though it was too late. "There's batter in my hair."
Max nodded, a sympathetic smile dawning on her face. "Thank you for this, my love."
"There's not much to be thankful for..." he mumbled, looking over at a day's worth of wasted labour and a bunch of wasted ingredients.
"I'm grateful that you tried, this is the most anybody has ever done for me before." Sterling's face flushed a pretty pink as Max gave him a sweet kiss, the flavour of vanilla lingering behind.
He sighed, letting his own smile out. "So much for a birthday, huh? I didn't even have time to make dinner."
"Let's do ramen, a movie, and our very comfortable hardwood bed." His eyebrow quirked up, the implications of that putting his disappointment in the long-forgotten past.
"That sounds fantastic, but I should go shower first. If I look at as gross as I feel I doubt it'll make our comfortable bed less than comfortable." Max untied his apron, helping it over his head. "I won't be longer than necessary, sugar cakes."
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devourable · 11 months
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✎ the prodigy
sfw | tags : male!yandere student x gn! reader (only prn used for reader is ‘you’), obsessive behavior and thoughts, bullying, slight classism, gaslighting? i think
surprise! i came up w the idea of this guy like,,, two days ago and had to get him out my system 😭 i feel like all my yandere ocs are too nice (save for althea) so heres one thats an asshole. enjoy! reblog to support me :]
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sterling cygnus has it all.
good looks, a wealthy family, and a place in one of the most prestigious private colleges that one could go to. aptly dubbed the ‘prince of ice’ by his classmates thanks to his cold demeanor and disdain for interpersonal connections, the young man had one goal in his mind since he started attending school.
to be the best!
sterling dedicated himself to his studies. nothing was more important to him than ensuring he got the top scores on every exam he took, sealing his place as number one in the academic field by any means necessary. no one dared to breach that. and anyone who even tried received his ire.
no one was going to stand up to him — why would they? they’d hate to end up like the poor guy who’s dorm was raided after he surpassed him. or the girl who did the same, resulting in her being forced to drop out after her father’s suspiciously sudden arrest left her unable to pay tuition fees. but of course, there was no real proof that sterling had caused both incidents. it was just a coincidence! right?
well… the day you came onto his radar was a day that left the entire student body tense.
everyone had gathered around the bulletin board where the latest exam results were posted. there were gasps of shock, murmurs, and even a small ripple of laughs floating through the otherwise quiet crowd. it was unusual. and when sterling had pushed his way to the front to gaze upon the list of student names with their scores beside them… he understood. and in an instant, he was furious.
he was in second place. and above his name, with a pretty 100% score next to it, was yours.
who the fuck did you think you were? coming to his school, earning the grade that he worked so hard to receive, and daring to take his place as number one?
sterling knew in an instant that you had to be a new student. he had all of the names of those who ranked just under him memorized, and yours wasn’t one of them. were you a transfer? a latecomer? he had no clue what the circumstances behind your sudden arrival was, and honestly? he didn’t care. you had taken his place, after he had worked so hard to get there. after he had been there for so long. you had taken his place. and he knew for a fact you didn’t deserve it.
but just as he resolved to figure you out so he could plan his revenge?
there you were. passing through the the slowly dispersing crowd to look at the leaderboard, your eyes locking with the name — your name — at the very top of it.
when sterling first saw you, he couldn’t even begin to understand the feeling that had suddenly flooded his senses. it was so strange… and why did the world suddenly feel a lot slower? why could he only notice you and him in the hallway? why did his heart skip in his chest when you glanced at him and your eyes locked?
if you had tried to say something to him, sterling didn’t even notice. he had hurried off before you could even speak.
he was sure he despised you after that point. he had to have, he told himself. the way his mind always drifted back to you when he was trying to study, angrily clicking his pen and gritting his teeth as he thought about your stupid hair and your dumb, adorable eyes, the way your uniform looked better on you than anyone else in the college — he didn’t even realize he was thinking about you so much until he snapped out of them and noticed how much time had passed.
he hated you. he had to. you had taken what was rightfully his, probably with dumb luck or cheating, and now you were invading his thoughts in such a way? was there nothing you wouldn’t take from him?
he was colder to you than anyone else. he had to be — you needed to learn your place around him. he’d ignore you in the halls and during class, and when you’d innocently ask him for his input on something, you’d be met with a sneer and a condescending retort.
“i don’t fraternize with people like you. don’t bother me.”
despite this, he’d always wander around near wherever you went. going to the library at the same time as you so he could snatch whatever book you had planned to check out away from you and take it for himself, making sure to go to the cafeteria just before you arrived so he could take what he knew was your favorite snacks, and he’d always be at the dorms before you — trying so hard to not stare at you when you passed by in your pajamas, fresh out of the showers.
your stupid body wash smelled so good… he couldn’t help himself when he snuck back to the locker room after hours to snag it for himself.
weeks after your arrival and sudden climb to the top, everyone was confused to see you were still attending the school. sterling would’ve taken out anyone else by then, what was so different about you?
but no one would ask, obviously. nor would anyone come to your aid when all of your pencils and pens were all mysteriously snapped in half one day. or when you’d find your notes torn into pieces and haphazardly stuffed back into your bag. and when you tried to alert staff about your dorm room’s door being ajar for some reason, they brushed you off even though you knew for a fact someone had gone through your things (‘nothing important’s gone? no bother pursuing the matter, then’).
with how much disdain and contempt he seemed to hold for you, it was so strange that sterling didn’t like the idea of no longer catching daily glimpses of you. or having access to your things.
so even though sterling went out of his way to make your school life nearly unbearable as revenge for coming along and doing just that to him first, he didn’t make the move to actually have you removed from the school and opted to torment you instead.
you deserved it, he told himself. far more than anyone who came before you.
he’d show you what happens when you bother sterling cygnus.
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jendoe · 1 year
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ockiss 23 💘 jen doe x frankie sterling (@phillipsgraves!)
wc: 524
Frankie was having a bad day.
Then again, when wasn't he? It seemed that every time Richard called him into the office, his day immediately went down the drain and right now, all he was looking forward to was climbing under the covers to hide. He loosened the suffocating tie his father preferred he wore for business meetings, allowing him to breathe better, as he climbed the steps to his and Jen's front door.
It opened before he could fish his keys out of his pocket. Jen had clearly been waiting for him to return, Kai resting on her hip, and she leaned up to meet him for a kiss. He smiled against her lips. Exactly what he needed after a long, hard day.
"Hi honey," he said with a soft, fond laugh, taking their son from her. He pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead, delighting in the baby babble he gets in return. Just being with them, he already felt better. "You two miss me?"
"Always," Jen said, and she laughed, too. "He did good today, though. I'd say that's an improvement over the hours of screaming he did the last time you had to leave for something."
He held Kai up to look him in the eye. "That separation anxiety's a bitch, huh?"
"He takes after you," Jen said, gesturing for him to hand him back. She held him close to her chest once he was in her arms again. "Remember that first competition you had where I couldn't come with you? That phone bill was something else."
Frankie clicked his tongue. "Bully."
"Love you," was all she had to say in return, as she headed towards the kitchen. He followed after her, now noticing how good the house smelled, and she seemed to guess what he was thinking, as she continued. "I made your favorite dumplings. I figured you would need a pick me up."
"You know me too well," he said, peering into a pot on the stove while she busied herself with getting Kai settled in his high chair. She'd made his favorite soup, too, and briefly, he wondered what he did to deserve such an amazing person. "Hey, Jen?"
She glanced at him, brows raised. "Yeah, babe?"
"I love you so much."
That got a laugh out of her. "And here I thought I was just a bully."
He shook his head and moved away from the stove to pull her in by her waist. "No, you're the best wife I could ask for," he said, a little dramatically just to get his point across. He leaned in for another kiss, full of love and longing from being apart from her for so long. "Seriously."
"Hey, I already made you your favorite food." Her laugh made his chest ache, but in a good way, which was a welcome change from how he'd felt all day. "You don't need to butter me up."
"Ah, but maybe I do," Frankie said, and he kissed all over her face. "I love you. I love you. I love you."
Jen melted in his arms, still giggling softly. "I love you, too."
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plazmafields · 4 months
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When the merc you hired is 23 years old and possessed by your dead best friend but also kinda hot
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OC Secret Santa
To: Rodriga
From: Ophelia
Well, it's not exactly a gift in the traditional sense. Ophelia appears in her lab in a burst of orange light, and Rodriga is unceremoniously wrapped in coils of metal actuator tentacles and dumped outside her lab just moments before it erupts in flames. Ophelia watches the building go up with a low, impressed whistle, then turns to Rodriga and shrugs.
"Been there, done that." she says, "Might wanna give your wife a call."
Her actuators unwind and seem to weave a portal in front of her, and Ophelia disappears the same way she arrived.
Rodriga is absolutely baffled but grateful and does give Harriett a call though they don't get to speak until after emergency services have arrived, she has no clue how to explain what happened lol
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