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2-cute-4-school · 3 years

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𝚗𝚌𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚜

requested by anonie: hi if you’re taking requests could you do an NCT Dream reaction to you crying while studying for exams because you’re stressed? thank you !

Mark Lee

my boi understands the STRESS

he debuted like 6 times and he has more comebacks and schedules than he can count bby is so overworked sometimes °(ಗдಗ。)

i think you’re probably each other’s safe places

whenever mark catches sight of you he just buries himself in your arms and all his stress and worries melt away as he breathes in your familiar scent (.づ◡﹏◡)づ.

your hugs? his best medicine

so when he finds you trying to muffle your cries in your hands, hunched over open textbooks, a mess of pens and littered papers around you

his heart breaks just a lil (*>_<*)

why didn’t you come to him?? or at least call him??? don’t you trust him?? is he part of the reason of your tears???? what if-

“mark?” ༶ඬ༝ඬ༶

but as your meek voice calls for him he decides that questions can wait

you are his one and only priority

he dashes to your side and engulfs you in his arms─=≡Σ(づ￣ ³￣)づ

“it’s okay baby, you’ll be fine, i’m here, i’m with you”

you just hide your face in his chest and allow yourself to break into sobs that wrench mark’s poor lil heart while mark caresses your back and head

“just let it all out baby, i’m right here, i’ll always be here”(๑´•д • `๑)

he keeps murmuring comforting words as you slowly run out of tears

once you calm down enough to explain the reason of your breakdown to him, he just presses a kiss to your forehead ლ(´﹏`ლ)

“how about you take a rest for tonight and we’ll talk tomorrow and i’ll find a way to help you through this, hm? does that sound good?”

you make him promise he’ll stay with you for this night he has no objections (ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡

he ends up playing his guitar for you with your head on his lap asfdsfksf until you fall asleep and then spoons you after tucking you in

his softness for you doesn’t prevent him from having a serious discussion with you to make sure you know you can always come to him for anything and then ends up helping you study might end up asking for help as well _(T-T*)

Huang Renjun

this boi seems really chill while at home

so i’d say that he mostly minds his business if you’re busy with school work like he’s probably in a corner painting or sumthin’ the lil artsy fairy that he is (❁´▽`❁)*✲ﾟ*

he does check up on you from time to time to make sure that you’re... you know... alive and breathing?? lol fun times huh

but still, silent comfort IS your love language ∩(︶▽︶)∩

so he kinda assumes that you ALREADY know he’s there for you at any time anywhere in any way you may ever need him

so when he hears a muffled sob from behind the door you’re studying in?

his heart BREAKS ꒰๑˃͈꒳˂͈๑꒱ﾉ*ﾞ̥

but he also doesn’t want to stress you out even more or scare you so he slowly enters the room to find you hunched over your desk

he hesitates for a moment as his chest just clenches in hurt while he watches your shoulders shake with muffled whimpers ˓˓(ᑊᘩᑊ⁎)

so he walks up to you and lays a gentle hand on your shoulder

he waited for a moment to make sure that you’re comfortable with his presence in such vulnerable moments

and the he just ENGULFS you in a firm embrace and you FINALLY get the chance to ground yourself as you let out all of the pent up frustration in the arms of the person you trust the most (๑◕︵◕๑)

he just pats your head and you bury your face in his chest and you just ✨melt✨ into each other

i don’t think he’d say much tbh (´°ω°`)

there’s a silent mutual understanding that all you need right now is someone- him to lean on when you’re too tired to hold yourself upright

as you start calming down he presses a kiss to your head before speaking softly but firmly

“you’re taking a break, come on let’s eat and then we can have a lazy evening for once” ε-(‘ﾍ´○)┓

“but-”

“oh we can finally try out the fluffy blanket we bought together last week”

he AIN’T TAKING NO FOR ANSWER!!! (￣ω￣)

you spend the evening wrapped up in each other under your blanket with a forgotten movie playing in the background while renjun hums a lullaby’s tune in your ear

Lee Jeno

he has a sixth sense for you

you can’t get away WITH ANYTHING ¯\_༼ᴼل͜ᴼ༽_/¯

you stub a toe: aw frick-

jeno, thousands of km away in the middle of rolling his hips into another dimension during practice: something’s wrong ಠ_ಠ

so i think he might notice even before you that you’re kinda breaching your limit

but ba(r)bie isn’t sure how to approach you without offending you since you’re kinda irritable because of the stress ofc he doesn’t blame you

so if he fails to stop you before your breakdown he’s gonna blame himself for sure tho so make sure to reassure him once you’re stable he’s gonna keep a VERY watchful eye over you ( ◉ 〜 ◉ )

he’s 100% READY to be there for you!!!!!

he has fluffy blankets, your favourite sweets and snacks, your preferred take out place on speed dial in case you’re hungry AND your comfort show prepared (•̀o•́)ง

what he isn’t prepared tho?

his OWN heart cracking at the sight of your pain and exhaustion (ಗдಗ)

he LITERALLY CAN’T stop the small whine building up in his chest as he strides over to your side for support

so when you wrap yourself around him like a lil koala, trembling in his hold and muttering through tears that it’s just too much-

his ULTIMATE protectiveness kicks in FULL MODE (ಢ⊱ಢ ｡)

he just scoops you up and burrito wraps you into the gigantic mound of blankets already prepared for you while pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead i promised i’d make it his trademark so here ;)

he *dashes* to bring over all of the snacks AND is already on the phone if you decided you wanted something to eat

basically bf jeno didn’t come to play ║ * ರ Ĺ̯ ರ * ║

spends the rest of the night literally PAMPERING you in anything you need

and most importantly... LOTS OF KITHES AND CUDDLES!!!!( *¯ ³¯*)♡

his baby deserves a chill and lovely night and he’s gonna provide exactly that and the absolute best for you :<

also jeno will gather all of his remaining braincells to help you the next of the day he really seems a smart kid in my opinion

Lee Donghyuck

hyuck is a LOVELY person don’t get me wrong (๑♡⌓♡๑)

but he’s also a tease so he might unintentionally push you to your limits with a few remarks

poor babe really didn’t realize you were going through it

so just imagine his panic once you just burst into tears after what should have been a harmless teasing from him (╬⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾ Д ⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾)

“ba-babe? what happened, did i go too far?? i’m so sorry my love, i just-”

he keeps on rambling and you just cry even harder cuz come on hyuck is just such a thoughtful boyfriend

“i’m really sorry y/n, please don’t cry, i’ll do ANYTHING-” ٩(´Д` ;)۶

you try to explain to him that he’s not at fault for your breakdown

obviously it’s not really comprehensible but it’s enough for hyuck to understand once he hears the words ‘stress’ and ‘exhausted’

he simply embraces you as tight as he can and reassures you that humans have their own limits (っ⇀⑃↼)っ

and that taking a break doesn’t invalidate your hard work and dedication

he understands how overworking can affect a person so he knows how to handle the situation

he proposes taking a hot bath once you’ve calmed down and he adds extra bubbles and a really nice smelling body wash (╯✧∇✧)╯

and after that- YOU’RE ON BED REST!! no excuses

if you protest? you wouldn’t dare

stops you with kisses all over your face before fully shutting you up with a soft but firm kiss on your lips o┤*｀3´*├o

you spend the entire rest of the day restrained in his hugs

you really scared him so he became a lil lot clingy

need to go to the bathroom? he INSISTS to piggyback you there since ‘you need all the rest you can possibly get’ (∪｡∪)｡｡｡

but i reckon you can’t complain since you have the chance to spend some quality time with your also busy boyfriend

my boy will also go to the ends of the world in order to help you the next day to study whether that means burning his own brain or gathering half of nct and his manager to get everything done in time (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و

Na Jaemin

it’s literally NO SURPRISE when i say that he’s PROTECTIVEx1000000 of his loved ones (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

so why would you even bother to hide anything from him??

it’s LITERALLY no use

he’s a very very doting person and he keeps tabs on you no matter what, sometimes even uncounciously

and if he’s not there physically? NO PROBLEM!!

texts and calls between he two of you are a very common occurence bubs just wants to make sure you’re well and happy (˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

so unless you’re a top class at acting, good luck in trying to play off your stress and tiredness

but let’s say that due to busy schedules and different timetables it somehow gets past him

babe will be so heartbroken (๑´•д • `๑)

his worry topples over as he freezes in your doorway for a moment at the sight of your defeated form and tear-stained papers

BUT he does a good job in keeping his composure because he can’t risk letting his emotions get the best of him when you need him ( •̀ω•́ )

so he just trudges up to you and SMOTHERS you in the tightest hug possible, tucking your head in his shoulder so you could cry freely hidden away from the rest of the world

he coos a few words here and there, encouragements, compliments, reassurement that ‘you’re more than enough, you just need to take a moment to relax and breathe’ ✧˖°ˈ·*ε-(๑˃́ε˂̀๑ )

otherwise, he’ll leave the talk for the next day when you’re rested both physically AND mentally

after you calm down he helps you put away all your school work you wouldn’t dare oppose him on this for the rest of the day

we all know what’s coming up i’m sorry

COMFORT FOOD!!!! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

he seats you on a kitchen stool while he cooks whatever you need at the moment, anything his baby wants

honestly he just adapts to whatever you need atm

cuddles in silence? works for him!! wanna ramble? there to listen!! want netflix and chill??? absolutely!!!!

Zhong Chenle

sooo from what i’ve gathered he’s not exactly emotional???

but also have you seen this absolute cutie when jisung was crying at the dream show?? babe was trying so hard to comfort his bff but he also seemed uh.. a bit awkward a bit? in a cute way tho!! (๑⁍᷄౪⁍᷅๑)

but i do think he’ll falter once he catches sight of your state!!!!

so many mental debates too!! (๑′°︿°๑)

‘they’re hunched over, did they fall asleep? wait shaking?? is it cold in here????... fuck no was that a sob?? do i... do i go over to comfort them? but how like do i hug or do i talk or..? what if they break up with me??? shit what have i done recently?? i washed the dishes, i cleaned the dog poop, i took out the trash.. it can’t be this’

my boy is going through THE CRISIS OF HIS LIFE (≖ლ≖๑ )

so he reluctantly walks up to you determined to help

but when he reaches you? *brain fart*

ends up patting your head and rubbing your back, but his touch manages to ground you without overwhelming you even further (っ⇀⑃↼)っ

if you end up pulling him into a hug tho, he won’t hesitate to hold you

while comforting you he finally notices your open notebooks filled with messy writing

he feels weirdly relieved that you’re not breaking up with him and neither is it something *tragic* •(◐﹏◐)•

he’ll let you cry it out before he asks if you’d like some help with your school work he asked fans to send their maths homework so he must be a nerd enough to be able to help you too

but you’re probably too drained（×ω×） to do anything so you two just settle for a cuddle session under a mountain of blankets

and daegal therapy!!!!!Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ who probably loves you more than chenle and he ends up whining jokingly about it

chenle will probably focus on lifting up your mood with jokes and stories and he’d do anything to cheer you up

he might try to spoil you too

and he’s not letting you refuse the ton of food he orders since ‘you deserve to fill up your batteries’ ~~旦_(-ω-｀｡)

i’m sorry for your tummies after the ammount of sweets you shared

Park Jisung

ah nct’s certified crybaby(lovingly)

might just start crying with you because if you cry he cries too

i honestly see him a bit panicky in a delicate situation like this once where he has to deal with *emotions* (｡´>д<)っ彡☆

so he watches from a safe distance at first

literally jisung.exe has shut down

but then poor kid starts feeling guilty about just watching you suffer without helping and comforting you but he’s kinda scared that he’s only gonna make it worse (●’Д’●)

‘come on park jisung think!!! what would-... what WOULD JAEMIN DO!!’

*cue lighbulb going off above his head*

cue calling jaemin and getting scolded for being on the phone with him instead of being by your side but still giving his precious baby advice

jisung probably comes up with a speech before approaching you he’s nervous okay? ┌༼ σ ‸ σ ༽┐

he lays a hand on your head, gently caressing you and just as he takes a breath to start his speech, you just look up to him with THE kicked puppy eyes ༼ つ ◕ ‸ ◕ ༽つ and jisung is A GONER꒰ლ✘ㅿ✘ლ꒱

he MELTS into a puddle of uwus and just leans into you, opting for silent comfort and that’s how he found out that cuddles>>>>>>words

he kinda babbles a little while holding you words are hard ya know

he kinda rambles after you calm down too so now you have to calm him down you’re both messes but you’re cute so

so what is the most efficient way to shut him up? peck his lips!!!!

and as he melts into your hold he remembers that ‘wait!! i’m the one supposed to comfort them!!!!’ (•̀o•́)ง

so he throws his nerves out the window for a moment and just cups his entire world your face in his hands and pecks your all over your face

you end up watching some compilations with kitties or something on both your phones untill your batteries die so then you switch to another device gen z behaviour

he also probably gets a call from jaemin too and you figure out that your puss of a boyfriend had to call his friend in order to help you

so you give him that look <(｀^´)>

let’s say he’s taking you out for brunch the next day AND helping you with your school work

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lettrespromises · 4 years

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THE FORGOTTEN DAY. - AKAASHI, DAICHI, KUROO, ATSUMU.

@luveranime wrote : ❝Hey Nikki its me again lmao 😂. Could you do one where they actually completely forget your birthday? With Akaashi, daichi, kuroo, and atsumu? Make it angst please🥺❞

A.N: ❝dear reader,

thank you so much for trusting me once more with your request! i always love writing the requests even more so than my own prompts. i sincerely hope you’ll like these hc’s, i tried to make these as angsty as i could but atsumu has two braincells and i could NOT resist the temptation of doing something more lighthearted, i hope you won’t be mad at me! mwah! enjoy your promised letter!

sincerely yours, nikki❞

Genre: Kinda angsty, kinda fluffy. Warnings: Cursing, crying.

Now, Akaashi is not one to forget about dates and birthdays. I’m pretty sure he has a notebook filled with everyone’s birthdays written in a chronological order. Needless to say, he’s someone who is extremely organized.

He is the kind of boyfriend to remember all the slightest details you mention when you guys have a conversation. We’re talking about small details, pieces of informations that others wouldn’t necessarily pick up on except if your name is Akaashi Keiji. (I.E: he knows that Bokuto-san classifies his underwear according to each day of the week.)

The week leading up to your birthday, he makes sure to leave several notes stuck on your notebooks, laptop, mug, even your jacket to let you know how loved you are and how exceptional of a human being you are.

Unfortunately for you, your birthday has the misfortune of being set right during the revision week leading to the final exams. The latter are extremely important to Akaashi because missing his exams would result in him not being able to go to inter-school volleyball training held during the weekend.

Even though he’s in a relationship, he can be quite distant when something is bothering him because he refuses categorically to drown you with his problems, revisions being one of them. He’s so driven to study hard (although he’s already an excellent student), that everything else appears as a blur to him- he breathes revisions, eats revisions, lives for revisions.

The latter causes him to inevitably forget about your birthday. At first, you just think he’s playing along with you and he has this huge and sweet surprise in store for you which might explain why he hasn’t left you any love notes or sent you any texts, or even avoid you at school.

The evening of your birthday, you crash down at his place, a bit perplexed at his antics. But, unconsciously, you were still in denial, you knew or at least hoped that he was just purposefully acting as such because he wanted to surprise you for your birthday.

When he opens the door and sees you, he has a quizzical look on his face “Um, hello, Y/N? May I ask what you’re doing here, dove?”

Now, it was your turn to have a quizzical look on your face, “So you really don’t know? Isn’t it, you know, a special day?”

His mind is so coated by his obsession to study hard that nothing comes to his mind, nothing to answer to your interrogation and eventually, nothing to leave his mouth as a response. He could swear there’s something he has forgotten, it’s somehow on the tip of his tongue but no sound is echoed on his part.

“You know what, Akaashi, just don’t make promises you can’t keep. I hope these notes you left me will help you.”

First of all, you called him Akaashi instead of Keiji, meaning that there was something terribly wrong with him or his deeds.

Second of all, he looked carefully enough, there were pearls of tears on the corner of your eyes.

Third of all, he was so taken aback, as if all his memory had resurfaced in the blink of an eye that he still couldn’t find the strength to say something. Instead, his eyes wandered on your figure, his back facing you, already on your way home. The sole reflex he had was to raise his hand in your direction, as if he could catch your silhouette already long gone, hopelessly.

Daichi is already the (unofficial) dad of troublesome children (thank the heavens for mama Sugawara and uncle Asahi), which means not only he has to juggle between his duty as a captain and as a student, but he also must make sure of the stability of your relationship.

It’s really taking a toll on him. Seeing him come home late after late night practice is not even surprising anymore, he just comes to your place and crashes down for the night at unbelievable hours- sometimes ten, sometimes eleven.

His role of captain is so dear to his heart and he’s kind of an all or nothing kind of guy. But when it comes to the volleyball team, he pours every once of passion, patience and energy he has to offer. He knows that the first years have literally gifts when it comes to playing and he wants to exploit their potential at the fullest.

Nonetheless, when it comes to remembering dates, Daichi (being an unofficial dad) has the tendency to remember rather quickly common dates like birthdays, if not, he can always count on Suga to remind him in case he gets too hotheaded into what he’s doing.

On the day of your birthday, he sent you a myriad of texts, mini-novels if you will. All of them were the testimonies of the love he held in your regard, he was so thoughtful, each one of his word was carefully chosen to make you feel like the most loved person on the planet.

Starting the day off with a series of loving texts from your boyfriend is indeed the best way to wake up.

However, after close inspection, the last text he had sent you mentioned a date tonight at your favorite restaurant in town because, and I quote, “you deserve to be treated like the royalty you are.”

Focusing in class was almost impossible, the only thing occupying your mind was tonight’s date with Daichi, just the two of you on your birthday. And truth be told, there was no other way you’d rather spend this ever so special day.

Right after the bell rang, you made a beeline to your place to get ready as Daichi told you he would pick you up at 7, right after practice. Your heart was bursting with joy and impatience, a sweet mix of emotions which made you feel overwhelmed by love.

It was 7 already and your eyes were stuck on the alley of your house, waiting to see Daichi’s car arrive and admire the beautiful, lovestruck grin plastered upon his face.

Then it was 8, and suspicions started to arise in your mind. Your head was clouded by interrogations : “Does he not love me anymore?”, “Is this is way of telling me we should break up?”

Then 9, then 10 and eventually 11.

You waited four hours to hear a sign from Daichi, and you couldn’t keep up with the countless texts you had sent him, wondering where he was. But, you still had hope. Heart-crushing hope that is, or maybe you were just stuck in pure denial.

You were sitting on a chair, several stains of tears on your cheeks already, facing the window which offered a view outside your house because “You never know, he might show up...”

At 11, your phone rang and Daichi’s number highlighted the screen. You were so quick to pick up the phone, your quickness was almost inhuman.

“Baby? Hi, it’s me. Are you still awake?” You hummed in response, scared of the way your voice would break if you were to talk. “Listen, practice-...”, you cut him off : “Practice ran late again, I know, Daichi.”

There was a moment of silence on his end of the line, a moment of guilt.

“Baby, you have no idea how sorry I am. It’s just the team and the firs-...” - “I know, the gifted first years.” your voice was barely above a whisper.

“We can reschedule tomorrow if you want, I’ll ask Ennoshita to take care of the training for me.” He sounded desperate, eaten alive by the guilt consuming him and the fragile tone of your voice, you sounded like a broken record.

“Tomorrow won’t be my birthday anymore, Daichi, you know that.” You knew that if you were to hear the sound of his voice again, you were bound to break in tears, and as much as he hurt you, you knew it wasn’t his fault and you didn’t want to make him feel even more guilty than he already was feeling.

Instead, you hung up while he was still rambling about confused apologies and you headed straight to your room, head low, fresh tears crashing on the stains left by the dried tears. Like an eternal circle, if you will.

Kuroo is someone who is extremely observant by nature, just look at the way he behaves around Kenma- he doesn’t need for you to talk to know how you’re feeling and can directly dissect what’s wrong with you.

So when he finds himself having a one-sided discussion with you, (or a double-sided conversation if you deem silence as a worthy response), his brain automatically goes on retrospection mode and he’s trying to reminisce absolutely everything that happened during the last 48 hours.

The science-related puns don’t work, the teasing is a crushing defeat, all his best aces fail to put a smile on your face or make you crack a laugh. You’re still silent, or if he’s lucky enough, he can hear the faint sound of hum leaving your lips.

His last option is to ask Kenma because Kenma appears as an omniscient point of view in your relationship. And although he’s not directly involved in your couple, he always seems to find the responses to the riddles left by the cons of being in a relationship.

Kuroo and Kenma are having lunch outside, as expected of the blonde individual, his eyes are solely focused on the device held between his hands, but Kuroo is used to it.

“Man, I just don’t get why Y/N is giving me the cold shoulder, it’s really weighing on my mind.”

“Are you sure you don’t know, or do you act as if you don’t know?”

“Ha? What do you mean?”

“Yesterday was Y/N’s birthday, just in case you hadn’t noticed.”

Oh... Oh! It’s time to panic, it’s time to leave his brain on overdrive and find a solution to make up for what he judged an inexcusable behavior.

What broke his heart even more is when he imagined to put himself into your shoes, how heartbroken you must have felt, how alone you must have felt, he even wondered if you wanted to break up with him.

Sure, Kuroo was observant, but sometimes being a airhead got the best of him. Or perhaps in this case, the worse of him.

He froze, his mouth was set agape and kind of like Akaashi, in moments of panic, he didn’t know what to do. He felt defeatist, he knew that forgetting your birthday was a dealbreaker. He already thought of all the consequences of his actions, and he knew that none of these consequences would turn out good in any way.

He ran through the hallways like a madman, yelling to the other students to step aside as he did so. He knew where you were, and he felt so stupid for knowing your timetable off by heart but not being able to remember such a simple date as your birthday.

You were having lunch in class with your friends, and when a hint of a roster’s head peaked through the door, making hand gestures to silently tell you to come see him, you excused yourself and left the class under the puzzling looks of your friends.

To say that Kuroo was sweating was an understatement, he was absolutely shaking to death and he exuded guilt by every pore of his body. Your gaze landed on his face, and your expression seemed lifeless- where did the usual gleam in your eyes go? The shine in your eyes he loved so much?

“You’re free to insult me for the rest of my days on this planet. I know I messed up, I messed up so bad and I don’t even know how to-... Hey? Oi, Y/N, please, please don’t cry.”

If he needed yet another reason to feel guilty, that was his cue. The tears falling in cascade on your face, the scarlet tones of your eyes, everything about you screamed pure sadness.

Both of your hearts broke in unison, and the motion of his hands to capture you and hold him close to his chest was so experimental, as if he’d never held you in his arms in his entire life.

“Why did you forget, Tetsu?”

“I swear on my life that it was unintentional. I know you won’t forgive me anytime soon and, kitten, you have every right to do so. I know it’s not an excuse but just believe me when I say that it was unintentional. I’m so sorry, you have no idea.”

“Just wish me a happy birthday instead of rambling.”

“Happy birthday, kitten, I swear I’ll make it up to you.”

As the manager of the volleyball team, you were Inarizaki’s pride and joy. You were a literal ray of sunshine, the embodiment of a gem and you were always cherished by the entire team for helping them so much.

You always made sure they drank enough, prepped several towels in case they sweated too much (they always did), listened to their problems, eased their doubts- you were undeniably perfect to them.

So perfect that Osamu, as well as the rest of the team, always wondered how and why you ended up with his airhead of a twin, or rather, and I quote, “The useless piss-haired twin.”

To be frank, if it wasn’t for you, Atsumu would probably be dead by now. The cause of his death? Osamu himself? The whole team? His stupidity? We shall never know.

You cannot expect Atsumu to remember any specific dates, he even struggles to remember his own birthday which results in him asking when was his brother born and Osamu letting out a desperate sigh, wondering what on Earth did he do in his previous life to deserve such a twin.

Nonetheless, Osamu’s cooking skills came in handy. The whole team had agreed on celebrating your birthday, a kind of surprise birthday after practice if you will, because you were so good to them.

The divine smell of the cake didn’t go unsmelled (please help is that even a word?? no it’s not but i couldn’t say ‘go unseen’ because a smell can’t be seen like???) by none other than Atsumu himself. “Whatcha’ baking this for?” Osamu didn’t even bother to throw a glance in his twin brother’s direction “You should know, idiot.”

Safe to say that Atsumu got absolutely z e r o information from his brother whatsoever and was thus left in general incomprehension. He then figured that maybe it was someone’s birthday given how well looking the cake was, but whose birthday was it? Once again, z e r o idea.

After practice, the whole team gathered to show you the surprise they had in store for you- Kita had stuck some ‘happy birthday’ posters on the wall, Osamu had brought the cake and Aran had the gift from the whole team in his hands. The preparation was quick and efficient, all while you were changing in your more regular outfit in the locker room.

Needless to say, Atsumu still had z e r o clue to whose birthday they were going to celebrate but the grin on his face still testified of how happy he was.

When you exited the locker room to say goodbye to the rest of the team, you were absolutely overwhelmed by joy when you saw them gathered together, a radiant smile plastered upon their face, they were so proud of themselves and most of all, they were proud to be the reason of your happiness.

Reflex kicked, both of your hands covered your mouth and your vision quickly became blurry from the pearls of tears gathering at the brim of your eyes. To say that you were happy was an understatement, you felt so moved, so touched that this whole surprise was for your birthd-

“Hold up, I thought it was mom’s birthday? Who’s the cake for?”

The look on Osamu’s face screamed “Someone hold me back before I kill this idiot with my bare hands.”

Kita threw a volleyball at the back of Atsumu’s head.

Suna was crying on the inside out of desperation.

Hitoshi was holding Osamu back.

The rest of the team eventually ganged up on Atsumu for even daring to forget their sweet angel’s birthday while you were standing there, dumbfounded to say the least, torn between crying and laughing.

You didn’t even need to make Atsumu pay for his mistake, the team had made sure to make him pay for the next ten years (if I’m being generous.)

So... Happy birthday... I guess?

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misslilli · 3 years

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Thank you guys, for going on this adventure with me 🥰 I'm having such a blast reading your comments!

Felix Felicis

MSR. AU. PG-13. | tagging @today-in-fic | AO3

Chapter 13 - Fantastic Mulders And Where To Find Them

[ DS ]

“Well, little lady, you’re pretty young and inexperienced, you’ll learn to distinguish when it’s appropriate to call in parents and when it’s clearly not necessary.” Stunned, I stare at the father of a girl in my class sitting across from me, trying to control my flaring temper. ‘What a misogynistic, condescending asshole!’

“I can assure you, sir, when a child comes to me with a concerning story from home, I will always want to clear it up with the parents. Now that we’ve cleared it up, I think we’re done here. Thank you for coming.” I get up and hold out my hand, hoping to end this nightmare of a conversation on a positive note.

Once he left, I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding, anger boiling in the pit of my stomach. There’s not much that I hate more than being belittled and I yank my book bag off my table angrily, spilling the cup of pencils in the process, scattering them everywhere. I want to scream. Okay, now I’m Pissed. Royally.

I pick up the pencils and shove them back into the cup before turning off the lights and leaving for today. As I head outside, I notice a small gathering of women down the front steps and they’re giggling and laughing at something Fox Mulder had said. At the sight of him, my heart skips a few beats. ‘Oh that’s just great. I’ll keep my head down and walk by quickly, I’m in no mood to be dragged into a conversation with the PTA brigade.’

I try to pass them by inconspicuously, walking briskly down the stairs and keeping my head down, but I’m stopped with a hand on my arm and a “Miss Scully, do you have a moment?” I turn to him trying to hide my exasperation. ‘Ugh, why do you have to be so damn handsome. And please, get your hand off my arm before I burst into flames. Victim: Dana Scully, cause of death: Spontaneous human combustion from being touched by Fox Freakin’ Mulder. Try and put that on a headstone.’

My mask of professionalism only slips for a brief moment, though, and I smooth out the frown on my face. “Yes, Mr. Mulder?” ‘Why is your hand still there? And why is it so hot all of a sudden, it’s freakin’ September.’

“I was hoping you could give me another opinion on something.” He leans into my personal space conspiratorially and I raise my eyebrow in a silent question. ‘Mmmh he smells really good too. Why, God, why? Ugh, that low tone of voice is driving me insane.’

“Do you believe in the existence of extraterrestrials?” The women around me giggle and I blink at him slowly. ‘What the fuck kind of question is that?’ I draw myself up to full height - don’t you dare laugh - thankful that I wore my heels today and gather the few braincells I have left that are not occupied with wondering how that broad chest would feel under my fingers.

“Logically, I would have to say No. Given the distances needed to travel from the far reaches of space, the energy requirements would exceed a spacecraft’s capabilities.” I can tell that my answer somewhat surprises him but he’s not done yet.

“But there are obviously unexplained phenomena out there, now when convention and science offer us no answers might we not finally turn to the fantastic as a plausibility?”

‘What I find fantastic is your ass in those jeans…’. “What I find fantastic is any notion that there are answers beyond the realm of science. The answers are there, you just have to know where to look!” The other moms watch our argument as if they’re watching a tennis game.

He flashes me a wry grin. “That’s why they put the ‘I’ in FBI.” ‘Huh, so he’s with the Feds? I wonder where he keeps his gun. Well, I know where I’d check first but… Okay that’s enough. I wonder how many Hail Mary’s Father George will make me say for what’s going on inside my head.

Felix comes running down the stairs at this moment and wraps his arms around his dad’s legs. “Well thank you for this fantastic point of view, I’ll see you tomorrow ladies. Miss Scully.” He tips his imaginary hat to us and walks Felix back to the car. The little boy turns and waves at me, briefly. I smile and wave back.

My mood has miraculously improved during this odd bit of conversation and I bid the PTA moms goodbye as well, walking over to my bike to head home.

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[Felix]

“Hey dad, what did you and Miss Scully talk about back there?” I need to know. Please don’t let it be something embarrassing. Dad smiles at me in the rear view mirror.

“I asked her if she believed in aliens!”

“Noooo DAD, please tell me you didn’t!” ‘This is even worse than I thought. Can I give him up for adoption?’Dad shrugs his shoulders.

“She was having a pretty bad day, I just wanted to cheer her up. I think I did a pretty good job, too, she did smile at the end didn’t she?” Okay that is kind of sweet and yes she did, maybe I’ll keep him after all. I decide to change the subject.

“Dad, can we go to a soccer game sometime?” I just found out at recess today that our school has a soccer team and I really want to see that game. There’s another reason, too, but I keep this bit of information to myself.

“Sure, just tell me when!”

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[ FM ]

During the week, I’m treated to various stories from Felix’s school day on the car ride home, but his favorite daily segment of the Felix Show is “Dad, Do You Know What Miss Scully Did Or Said Today?” I’m bat-shit crazy about her too, so I get where he’s coming from, but he’s downright obsessed and I worry that this kind of attachment is not healthy for a kid.

I talk this over with our therapist on Thursday, in a one-on-one session and she thinks that maybe because he lacks an emotionally available mother, he looked for a suitable substitute and found it in his teacher. I shouldn’t worry too much about it, she’s sure when it’s too much, that the teacher is capable of handling the situation. She also promised to talk to Felix next time, to maybe tone it down just a little.

Our time is up before I can tell her about my own concerns about this situation. How I’d like to ask her out on a date but I don’t know if I should because I don’t want my son to get hurt in the process. I’m too inexperienced in dating to know the proper ways to handle this and frankly, the thought of getting back into dating terrifies me a little too. Okay maybe a lot. Felix is not the only one who has been scarred by the divorce.

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[ Felix ]

“Dad! Do we have any glitter glue in the house?”

It’s Thursday night and I’ve been working on my project for hours, wanting to get it just right. I had asked dad to write out a text for an invitation for me and I copied it onto the paper carefully. Pleased, I look at the two invitations I made, I can’t wait to hand them out. I really really hope they’ll accept the invite. My dad’s voice is getting louder while he talks, he’s coming upstairs. He enters my room and looks over my shoulder.

“Yeah, it’s in one of the drawers in the office. Tell me again why you’re making extra invitations when we had official ones made this week?” For someone who spends the whole day at work getting into other people’s heads, he’s not very good at understanding people.

“Because I reallywant them to come, dad! They’re my special guests!”

“Well, if there’s glitter glue, they won’t be able to say no! You did a really good job, Felix.”

“I hope so, dad. I’m pretty sad that mom’s out of the country and grandma can’t make it either.” He strokes a hand over my head.

“I know, son. I’m sorry!”

Chapter 14 - Last Chance For Spotting A Rainbow

Notes:

I stole some lines from the pilot. Please don’t sue. They’re just too good. Asdldlgdf

Also, the scene in the beginning is not entirely made up, a version of it happened to me last year.

#xf #the x files #xf fanfic #msr #felix felicis

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angrypomerianian · 3 years

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it’s bring your sibling to school day and katsuki, monoma, toga, and hawks are siblings. todoroki gets the shovel talk. bakugou and fuyumi are best friends. chaos ensues. (todobaku~)

“alright,“ aizawa slams his papers onto his desk. “tomorrow is bring your sibling to school day. if you don’t have siblings, don’t bring anyone. if you do, then bring your siblings. simple as that.”

the class fell into an excited chatter as they started discussing who they were going to bring. kirishima bounded over to katsuki, “hey, bakubro! i’m going to bring my little sister. i’ve told her all about you, she’s going to love you!”

bakugou flushed at that statement. he could feel todoroki’s jealous stare. they’d been dating for a few months, but decided not to announce it. they didn’t think it was a big deal, so they decided it was nobodies business. “hey, who are you going to bring?“ kirishima asked.

“my siblings.“

kirishima nearly fell out of his chair, “you have siblings!? and you didn’t tell me!?”

mina bounds over, “who has siblings?”

“bakubro! and he didn’t tell us.”

she slams her hands on the desk, “you have siblings!? and you didn’t tell us!?”

“that’s exactly what i said!”

he rolled his eyes, “you’ll all meet them tomorrow if you wanna see them so badly.”

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the next day, he was forced to wake up the birdie by himself. “BIRDBRAIN, GET THE FUCK UP!”

hawks fell out of his bed, squawking, “why do you have to be so damn loud in the morning...”

katsuki crossed his arms, “it’s bring your siblings to school day and everyone else is down in the kitchen.”

“fine...”

hawks and katsuki go down to the kitchen and see monoma chasing toga around the kitchen.

“i said i called dibs on the last bagel, you psycho!”

toga giggled, “i got to it first! finder’s keepers, loser’s weepers!”

katsuki rolled his eyes, “i picked up more bagels the other day, neito. look in the pantry.”

monoma sped off, mood suddenly lifted and katsuki turned to hawks, “keigo, we’re going to make an entrance at U.A. today. nedzu already knows about us, so you are going to fly us in last minute, neito and toga on your back, and you’ll be carrying me in your arms.”

hawks nodded, too dazed to compute what he just said. katsuki goes to grab toga, neito, and a bagel, and they are off.

hawks was to busy with work to be able to take them to school by flying, and katsuki missed this feeling. he missed the buzz while slicing through the air, wind tangling his hair even more, and the chilling air whipping at his face. he whoops, way too unhinged in the morning, and neito starts yelling, “katsuki calm the FUCK down! i don’t know how your classmates haven’t found out how unhinged you get in the morning.”

toga giggled, “i can’t wait to see izu-kun! and who’s the boy you’re seeing? shouto todoroki?”

hawks froze, “you like ENDEAVOR’S SON? WHY DON’T I KNOW ABOUT THIS!?”

katsuki’s face suddenly heated up, “BECAUSE I DON’T WANT YOU TO GIVE HIM A SHITTY SHOVEL TALK!”

before hawks had the time to retort, U.A. was getting closer. katsuki smirked, “alright motherfuckers, i know when homeroom starts so we’re going to enter the building right before we’re late.”

toga looked at him, “why can’t we be late?”

“because i need my perfect attendance.”

neito snorted, “that’s seems like the nerd you are.”

“you shut the fuck up. i’m not the one going on about how ‘class 1-b is more superior’ and all that bullshit.” neito pouts, and the three laugh.

it was 8:20, time to get this show on the road. hawks dives down, giving a feather to each kid. they stand on it, like a skateboard, and hawks controls the feathers. katsuki, neito, and toga are next to hawks, skidding across the ground with feathers. they all do flips, tricks, and jumps (like snowboarding) and laugh together.

they can feel people’s stares and hear their whispers, but they don’t care. they’re getting closer to the door, and they hear excited shouts and chatter.

neito glances at katsuki, “you ready for this show?”

katsuki grins “hell yeah.”

hawks zooms them across, and lets them do flips. they burst open the door, startling most people but they don’t care, and start flying through the classroom.

toga giggles, “that was so fun~!” there were yells in the air, but their kids calmed the siblings down. they’d wait for a little, as she didn’t seem like she was attacking anytime soon.

katsuki was still floating in the air, “keigo let me the fuck down!”

keigo crossed his arms, “no! i need to meet this todoroki kid you-”

“THAT’S A SHITTY SECRET, NO ONE KNOWS YET.”

“well everyone’s gonna know now!”

katsuki jumps off his feather, and lunges towards the number 2 pro hero. there are some shrieks, but he ignores them. “keigo- you fucker- shut the fuck- up!”

“where’s this todoroki kid you seeing?”

uraraka jumps up “you and todoroki are dating!?”

katsuki turns red, and todoroki flushes at the sudden attention. fuyumi and natsuo were staring at him with wide eyes, and todoroki shrinks away from their gazes. “this is all your fault, why’d you bring that up!? fuck you, toga! and get the fuck away from the shitty nerd!”

toga was leaning over izuku’s desk, all in his face. katsuki rolled his eyes, “i’ll call kurogiri if you don’t stop!”

toga squeaked, then pouted, “fine~”

“well, well, well! i hope you all remember that class 1-a is inferior to-”

“NEITO! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST YOU ARE ALL ADULT CHILDREN! WHY CAN’T YOU FUCKING BEHAVE FOR A SHITTY DAY!? I COOK, I CLEAN, I PAY THE FUCKING TAXES. ...shit.”

the class was silent. katsuki paid his own taxes? what about his parents?

“you extras weren’t supposed to hear that. ANYWAY! I ASKED Y’ALL TO BEHAVE FOR ONE DAY AND WHAT DID YOU DO? YOU FUCKED IT UP!” katsuki took a deep breath, “so, you’re going to behave, right?” his voice was dangerously quiet.

neito, toga, and hawks quickly nodded their heads. a quiet katsuki was an angry katsuki. “now, we have to go to neito’s class. come on.”

katsuki pulled hawks, toga, and neito all onto his shoulder, and walked out the door. “if aizawa-sensei asks, i went to 1-b’s class to drop this piece of shit off.”

kirishima was the first to get out of his shock., “alright, bakubro! hey, aiko, that’s bakugou! the one i told you about!” the little girl nodded, a little shocked.

katsuki slammed the door open, and strolled out. he was carrying them all so easily, like he was used to this. that’s what carrying nitroglycerin filled gauntlets does for you. he stalks to 1-b’s classroom. he could hear vlad king asking where monoma was, and took that as an opportunity to answer his question.

“your kids right here vlad, chill a little bit.” everyone’s eyes widened as katsuki entered the room, a villain, the #2 pro hero, and neito slung over his shoulders.

he plopped neito onto the floor, and puts his hand on his hips. neito looks up at him, dazed and looking like a lost child. “alright, before i leave, i got some shit to get over with.” he stalks over to kendo, gaze sharp and attentive.

after some silent moments, and throws the two other bodies onto the floor, ignoring their whines and protests, and puts his hands together. “i am so sorry that i had to burden you to keep neito in place. i lose about 100 braincells just talking to him on a daily basis, and i have no idea how you are even alive. i’d like you to pay you for making my life so much easier every fucking day.”

he hands her a 10,000 yen (about 100 dollars in usd) and grabs toga and hawks by the collars.

kendo starts stuttering, “i-i, you don’t have to give this to me! it’s too much, really!”

katsuki rolled his eyes, “girlie you probably lost about 200,000 fucking braincells, you deserve it. taking care of one monoma neito is like taking care of 20 problem children.”

“b-but! 10,000 yen!? how do you get that money?”

“i work. and aizawa-sensei pays me to take care of class 1-a on a daily basis.”

kendo mutely nodded. “anyway, neito don’t you have something to say to your classmates?”

“wha-! i thought you were kidding when you said that!”

“nope. saying this moment or i’m grounding you and prohibiting you from saying that class 1-b is superior than class 1-a.”

“he has power over that kind of thing...?” awase muttered.

monoma stands up and walks over to vlad king, “...thank you for being my teacher, vlad king-sensei.”

katsuki nods proudly, ignoring the adult’s spluttering, and picks toga and hawks up by their collars. “say hi to neito’s class.”

“hi~!”

“hello!”

katsuki nods in approval, “alright, neito i’m picking you up after school, you better behave. if i hear from anybody that this poor girl is losing her sanity over karate-chopping your neck today, i’m pouring salt in your water.”

neito nods feverently, goes to sit down, and katsuki leaves the classroom. he strolls back to the class, still holding the two adult-children by the collars, and plops them next to his seats, and stares at them. “what the fuck do you want now?”

“can i have some blood?” the students look at him in alarm, thinking that they were going to get some blood stolen from them, but katsuki takes a baby bottle out of his jacket pocket. it’s filled with... blood. toga starts drinking it, humming with content.

“uh, katsuki?”

“WHAT, birdbrain!?”

hawks is now petrified, “c-c-can i still give the shovel talk to y-your boyfriend?”

“ABSOLUTELY NOT.”

hawks pouts and todoroki breathes a sigh of releif. he does not need to be scolded by his father’s coworker, not today.

“katsuki-kun?”

katsuki looks up “hah?”

fuyumi looked at him, not at all fazed by his demeanor, “here’s the mapo tofu recipe you asked for!”

his expression softened just a bit, “thanks.”

she nodded, “no problem! remember the girl i told you about? sakura?”

“the one who glued the other kid’s hands to the table because he was being mean?”

fuyumi nodded, a smile on her face, “she, uh, she ended up kicking him in the balls and used some... explicit language the other day.”

katsuki starts laughing, “finally! the little fucker got what he deserved then.”

she started giggling as well, “i think some of the language came from you and your last visit.”

katsuki rolled his eyes, “i don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. i’m a fucking delight to be around.”

“you sure are! the kids want you to come back soon.”

todoroki takes this as an opportunity to interrupt, “ah, fuyumi-nii, how do you know katsuki?”

she turns to him, “katsuki-kun comes by my classroom and helps out sometimes!”

he nodded, “oh” he then proceeded to lift katsuki up, sit in his chair, and put him on his lap.

the reaction was immediate. bakugou yelped, “what the FUCK do you think you’re doing!?”

“since everybody knows i thought we could do this in public now.”

“you motherfucker! this is a classroom!”

todoroki pouts. “fine...”

he leaves the chair, and katsuki repeatedly bangs his head onto the desk, muttering about how, ‘stupid extras can’t give me a break for a day.’

aizawa finally enters the room, looks at toga and hawks, and wriggles into his sleeping bag.

hawks tugs on his shirt. katsuki rolls his eyes for about the 50th time today, “what do you need now, fucker?”

“when can i give the shovel talk to your boyfriend?”

he rolled his eyes, “because i have the feeling that you aren’t going to leave me alone until you say yes, just give him the fucking shovel talk now.”

hawks brightened. “thank you! now... shouto todoroki please come with me!”

he gulped, stood up, and stiffly followed hawks.

natsuo walks up to him, “hey, uh, shouto’s gonna be ok, right?”

katsuki passively waves his hand, “probably.”

the students’ eyes widen along with natsuo’s who looks towards his sister. she just shrugs her shoulders.

hawks and todoroki come back. hawks looks happy and bright, while todoroki looks like he’s about to throw up. he trudges over to katsuki, stands next to him, and immediately slumps over him.

“what the fuck did you do to him!?”

“i talked to him!”

“it surely doesn’t look like it.”

“what do you mean!? he looks fine!”

todoroki still hadn’t made a sound. he was just hugging katsuki as if his life depended on it.

“really now.” katsuki wasn’t impressed.

he patted todoroki on the back, “oi, big baby get the fuck up.”

he said something that sounded like a moan and gurgle.

katsuki pushed him to the ground.

he started pouting (again) and made grabby hands towards katsuki. he sighed, dragged todoroki’s body to where his siblings were, plopped him down, and went to his seat.

before hawks could say something stupid, he spoke in a low voice, “if you don’t behave yourself until the end of the school day, i will personally drag your ass to the league of villains and have toga drink your blood.”

toga spoke up, “that sounds nice!”

hawks gulped, sat down, and looked at the ground. the classroom was silent, and kirishima jogged towards katsuki.

“hey, bakubro! wanna meet my sister?”

“whatever, shitty hair.”

“hey, aiko! come over here!”

the little girl goes over to him. she has black hair and red eyes, just like kirishima without his hair dye. “hi, mister! eiji told me all about you!” her eyes brightened, “can i see your quirk?”

he wore a small smile, “sure.” he gives off small sparks, and no smoke was exerted.

“woah! they look like little firecrackers!”

the rest of the kids huddled around katsuki, and he showed various things he could do without making a big mess. he made a glowing sphere, firecrackers, and used some powder to make explosions of different colors.

the rest of the students watched in awe, and fuyumi and natsuo were studying him. “i think you chose a nice boy, shouto.”

todoroki was watching him fondly, “i know.”

class ended, and the rest of the classes were filled with chaos. the kids kept asking katsuki to show him his quirk, which he did, and during training they were amazed by the big explosions he could make.

hawks and toga also behaved themselves, hawks occasionaly getting lost from the amount of students asking for autographs, but toga could navigate without a hitch. students were still wary of her, and shrunk away when she walked near them.

at the end of the day, the kids asked katsuki for one more demonstration, todoroki hugged him until hawks started glaring at him, and they picked up neito. he, thankfully, didn’t cause any trouble and they all went home.

the four walked home in comfortable silence when hawks spoke up. “y’know, i think that todoroki kid is all right.”

“yeah.” katsuki gave them a smile, “thank you.”

they all split into aw’s and how ‘katsuki was getting soft’, until neito made a stupid joke about class 1-a and b.

#bakugou katsuki #hawks #takami keigo #toga #himiko toga #monoma neito #class 1-a #kendo itsuki #class 1-b #kirishima eijirou #todobaku #todoroki shouto #todoroki fuyumi #todoroki natsuo

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katie934 · 2 years

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🍄 day 3/100 · mental health progress

school was alright today, but now i have quite a few tasks to accomplish—partially homwork, partially at-home tasks—and i'm just trying not to let it stress me out. my current to-do list includes:

finish ap lit frq

study for my ap bio test tomorrow

work on my nonfiction piece for creative writing

clean off the floor of my room

finish up my laundry

shower

so yeah.. it's quite a bit. granted some tasks won't take up too much of my time, but it just all feels so daunting when all i want to do is lay around and read or relax. right now any task that involves more than one braincell feels daunting.

i just hope my burnt out feelings start to dissipate a bit after this week. while i AM trying to keep a positive mindset, that positive mindset doesn't stop me from wanting to take a nap instead of doing schoolwork. hopefully the next two days i won't receive a ton of homework and that'll give my brain a resting period, but i guess we'll see. (positive outlook and mindset!!!)

right now i'm feeling a bit stressed, but i'm going to try and push those feelings away and instead be CONFIDENT that i can finish about half my to-do list within the next hour-and-a-half-or-so. then after that, i can treat myself to dinner as a break!

if i end up having extra time tonight, i'm going to try and dedicate it to doing some journaling (if it's not too late). i think a relaxing activity like that will stop me from hopping into bed too soon and could be beneficial.

on another note, i hope you all enjoy my old daytime and nighttime pictures before all the snow we just got—one is me picking my sister up from school, and the other is my view leaving work ahaha (the moon was soo pretty that night!!)

and also a huge thank you to the people who take the time to read these—i like to just voice my thoughts, even if i am just throwing them into the void, but it's even better knowing that sometimes there's someone there to catch them. i hope you are all having a lovely day, and if not, i hope tomorrow is a better one for you<33

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#writing #female writers #nature #aestethic #scenery #school #academia #mental health #mentally exhausted #positive thoughts #positivity #positive mental attitude #idk what im doing

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twstwonderlandstuff · 3 years

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Twisted Wonderland: Caught!

Another day in Twisted Wonderland, another assignment. This time, it was from Professor Crewel. I’m just thankful it’s the last slot of the day, or my brain would explode from all of this...

“Finish this worksheet and submit it to me tomorrow. Otherwise...” He slapped his whip (why does the school allow him to have a whip?!) “We’ll have a few puppies to punish. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes, sensei...” The whole class, including me, replied frightfully.

“I will have you work in groups of 3. Pick whoever you want, but don’t make any ruckus, or I’ll be the one picking the groups.” He instructed.

The bell rang, much to the relief of all of us. Students started standing up from their seats, cleaning up their study materials for the day.

I quickly turned my head towards my right where the braincell combo, A-Deuce sat and gave them my best puppy eyes. Luckily, they were looking at me back with the very same expression.

And tada, our group was sorted! Me, Grim, Ace and Deuce!

Ace flipped the pages, a slight frown resting on his face. “Do you wanna do it in our room ?”

Grim shook his head. “There are you roommates, right? Can’t have them cheating on the Great Grim’s work!”

"I don’t think any of them would want to cheat on us...” Deuce commented, frowning.

“Let’s do it at Ramshackle! Maybe the ghosts would know some of the answers...” Grim trailed off, laughing mischievously at the end sentence.

I ignored their argument, instead scanning the worksheet and sorting out the key points, before stating: “I think there’s a book about this somewhere in the library. I’ll check it out, then go to Ramshackle.”

Ace and Deuce nodded. “See you there, then Prefect! Don’t go too slow!” Ace teased, his eyes glistening at the tease.

“I’ll go as slow as possible, promise.” I replied sarcastically, shooting him a smile. Grim hopped on my head, taking a sitting position and grabbing my hair, playing with it as if it were controls for an arcade game.

“Forward, henchmen!” He ordered, laughing. I decided to play along to the beast’s command.

“Still processing...” I replied, grabbing my bag and sliding it over my shoulder. “Processing complete. Now initiating: Go Forward.” I robotically stand up from my seat, scooched to the left, and began walking down the stairs and out the door, raising my arms stoically as I went.

The book now safely in my bag, I stepped out of the library and asked: “Where to next, Master Grim?”

“Ramshackle!” He ordered, actually complying to us studying. Huh, I guess I’ll have to be more playful with him if I want him to get serious.

“Initiating ‘Go back to Ramshackle’. Beep.” I raised my left leg up, stretched it and placed it in front of my right leg, raising my right arm while doing so. This process was repeated all the way until we reached Ramshackle.

“We have arrive, Master. Please pay 20 madols before getting off.” I teased, stopping in front of Ramshackle.

“Hah?! No way, I’m not paying my henchmen-” I interrupted Grim before he could continue.

“Recognized rejection. Initiating response.” I grabbed the cat from going anywhere, much to his surprise.

“Oi, what are you gonna do?! Lemme go! I’ll flame you!” Even if he says that, he’s not going to burn me~

“Response: TICKLE!” I waggle my fingers against his stomach, making Grim laugh.

“S-stop!!! STOPP!! H-Henchmen, I o-order you to-” He didn’t finish his sentence, the laughs stopping him.

Then, Grim and I heard a loud bang coming from the inside. I instantly stopped, quickly opening the door and rushing towards the living room.

“Did something happen?!” I asked frantically, before noticing Ace and Deuce who fell from the couch, their legs painfully tied together. They quickly hid their phone behind their backs. “What were you trying to do?”

“WELL, UH- you know, just... exercising! Yeah!” Deuce said, his voice cracking a note. Well clearly they weren’t exercising.

“Right...” I said skeptically. “So why are you hiding your phones?”

“What are you talking about~?” Ace downplayed, running his hand through his hair. “We totally weren’t-”

“Got it!” Grim shouted, grabbing the phone and throwing it to the air for me to catch, which I did.

“WAIT WAIT WAIT DON’T LOOK AT IT-” Ignoring their warning, I did.

And I regretted it.

With the phone still on, I saw a picture of a beautiful girl- raven-black hair, a pretty face and a dark, almost forest-like color on her eyes. Now that by itself wouldn’t be a problem. The problem lies in which she was sitting on her thighs, wearing a rather skintight dress that showed off her bust and her thighs. Add to that she had her tongue out in a rather... provocative position and that it was on a cover of a magazine with a big 18+ slapped on top of it.

I don’t think, even in a different universe, that would mean anything different, now wouldn’t it? Based on this, I can deduce that they were reading a raunchy magazine not meant for teenagers.

“...”

“...what...is this...”

“WE CAN EXPLAIN WE CAN EXPLAIN-” They said frantically. “IT’S JUST- YOU KNOW-”

“...I understand.”

"HUH?! Y-you do!?” Ace shouted.

“You have your...needs, and so you need to-”

“NO THAT’S NOT IT AT ALL!”

“THEN WHAT IS THIS---”

I’ll leave the rest of what happened to your imagination~

Also! I don’t know about their canon sexualities if it diverges off being straight, so them being straight is what I’m going to go on. Please don’t kill me I deeply apologize!

#ace trappola #twst ace trappola #deuce spade #twst deuce spade #twst #twisted wonderland #yuu #mc #yuu/mc #fem!reader #reader #what even is this #oh my god my mutuals im so sorry #i only have 1 mutual #my writing

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nyxicnymph · 3 years

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I walk out of my dorm and into the common area. Most of the hero class is just vibing in there already, so my entrance goes pretty unnoticed. I decide to sit with Momo and the girls while they do their homework.

It’s all going fairly smooth, they’re all happy and chatting over logarithms and square roots. A bunch of the boys walk in and settle down all over the room. I wave at Bakugo, Midoriya, and Todoroki in specific, but it really applies to the whole group. The three I wave to wave back with varying levels of enthusiasm, and a few of the others wave at me as well.

I look at my watch and see the time. I stand up and make my way to the kitchen. I pull stuff out of the fridge and freezer, contemplating what I can make out of what we have.

“Hey, can we send someone to go grocery shopping tomorrow? We’ll need vegetables for tomorrow, among other things,” I mention, closing the fridge and turning to the stove.

A few voices acknowledge my request, so I feel pretty sure it will actually get done. I take the sausage and start thawing it out under warm water, and turn to the chives. I quickly chop those up as the water runs, then I put the chives in a warm pan with some onion bits.

I unwrap the sausage, and toss it in the pan with the vegetables. I grab some eggs and start scrambling them up in a bowl, then mix some spices in. I pull a bunch of bread slices out of the oven where they had been getting toasty, and dunk them in the egg mixture. I start laying them on a griddle, letting them cook on one side before turning back to the sausage and mixing it around before it burns.

A solid twenty minutes pass before I’m actually done, and by that time, many of my classmates have stopped by and looked, if not directly asked what I was making.

I set the French toast and the sausage mix on the table, hoping there’s enough for everyone. I call out, “Dinner’s done!”

The kids swarm the table, talking excitedly. I had already eaten a bit while I was cooking, so I let them eat their fill. I listen to the general tone of their conversations, noting that they’re really happy and cheerful. I smile at that.

“Dang, Natsumi, we didn’t know you could cook so well!” Kaminari says as he waves his toast around on a fork.

I smile at him. “Thank you. I just noticed we didn’t have anything for dinner, so I decided to remedy that. I learned a lot from my parents and my step-dad.”

Sero chimes in. “Well you did a great job! They did a good job when they taught you.”

I shuffle my feet in mild embarrassment. “I mostly just watched whenever they cooked.”

Kirishima looks over. “I’m glad they switched Mineta out for you, honestly. It was a good idea on their part.”

“That’s... reassuring, I guess.”

I get many compliments on my cooking, which confuses me, because it wasn’t a hard meal to make. I accept the compliments, however, albeit shyly.

I start collecting the pans and things I used to cook and take them to the sink so I can wash them. I look up as I grab the griddle to see Todoroki looking at me from across the room. I flush slightly, unsure as to why exactly he’s staring, but then he looks away. I force my head to clear, and take the griddle to the sink.

Kaminari and Sero walk up, both with their own plates, and start trying to chat with me. I mostly tune them out, but then the both of them back up. I don’t question this, as they seem to share a braincell for most things, and I haven’t really been responding to their conversation.

Then I feel arms wrapping around me, and I tense up.

“Uh,” I start. “Hi?”

“Mine.” Todoroki’s voice shocks me to my core.

I start blushing, even though I’m trying not to. “Ah, what do you mean by that?”

He rests his head on top of mine. “You’re mine now, if that’s okay. I get jealous when the others talk to you, Natsumi. I don’t like it when that happens, and it hurts me to not say what I’m feeling.”

My face feels like it’s on fire, and I wonder if his feels the same. I do my best to articulate a sentence, however.

“So, you... you like me?”

He picks his head up. “That sounds childish. And ambiguous. I like Yaoyorozu, but I don’t feel the same way towards her. It’s more like...” He goes silent, thinking. “I don’t want anyone to hurt you, I would do almost anything for you, and when other boys talk to you, I want to freeze them and shatter them.”

“Uh, maybe don’t do that.”

“I know, it’s not heroic. That’s why I try not to look at you, and I’ve avoided you for a while.”

I stop scrubbing the pan. “I had wondered about that.”

He lets go of me, and stands next to me, his back to the sink as he leans on the counter. “All of these... feelings had me really confused, so I tried to avoid you to see if that would help. When it didn’t, I didn’t know what to do. The only solution I could come up with is claiming you as mine? Whatever that entails.”

I flush, returning to the pan. “You’re not very good at this, are you?”

He runs his hand through his hair. “No. Please help.”

I giggle. “Well, do you want to go on a date, like just one? Or do you want to date, like as in, more than one single date? Or do you just want to say I’m your...” I trip over my tongue. “Uh, maybe.... maybe you should ask Mina. She’ll be able to help more than me. I’m just a flustered mess.”

He nods, and stands up straight. Before he walks away, he stops next to me, and gently kisses my cheek. “I just want to be with you, Natsumi.”

I blush, desperately trying not to drop the scrub brush. “I might as well admit that it’s a mutual feeling.”

“OH FOR THE LOVE OF—COULD YOU TWO PLEASE JUST START DATING ALREADY?!” Mina yells from across the room, causing me to completely drop the scrubbie.

I grab the brush, blushing furiously. Todoroki is also red, and mumbles, “I don’t know how.”

Kaminari walks up. “Just ask her to dinner or something.”

“I’m right here,” I say, looking at him.

He raises his hands in defense. “I’m just trying to help you two out!”

Todoroki thinks for a moment. “We can go out tomorrow, and get the shopping done while we’re out?”

I nod, too flustered to say anything else. I ferociously scrub the pan, hoping to work things out in my head while I do so.

“Let me help. You did all the cooking. It’s unfair for you to do all the washing, too.” Todoroki takes the scrub brush out of my hands and gently moves me aside.

I cross my arms. “But—”

“No. I’m doing the dishes.” There’s no changing his mind.

I watch as he washes them clean, fairly easily. However, I did make sure none of the food stuck to the pans. When he finishes, he sets them aside, and I dry them off. I put them away while he wipes the counter down.

When we’re both done, we kind of stand awkwardly for a moment, and then he extends his hand out to me, almost shyly. I take it, just as shyly. He guides me over to the couch and sits down. I hesitate before I sit down, leaving a little space between the two of us.

He pulls me closer. “Don’t make me suffer, please.”

I giggle, just a the sheer cringiness of the situation. “Uh, I’ll try not to.”

He lays his head on mine. “Good. That means a lot to me, Natsumi.”

“Evie,” I say, relaxing.

“Then you call me Shoto.”

I agree, and together we watch our classmates dork off for the remainder of the night. We only separate when we decide to go to our rooms so we can sleep.

I fall asleep with the most euphoric feeling in my heart.

-Timeskip-

I fidget nervously, playing with the end of my sleeve. He said he was going to pick me up, but I don’t know what exactly he means by that. He just said to wait outside the school gate, so here I am. Waiting.

I hear an engine and step back. Usually vehicles don’t pass through here. Interesting.

The car pulls up in front of me, and I take another step back. Then the window rolls down. I relax as I see Shoto’s face in the window.

“I thought you were a kidnapper,” I joke as I get in the passenger’s side of the car.

“I would never kidnap you. There’s no need.”

“I didn’t know you could drive, Shoto,” I say, looking around.

He smiles slightly. “I got my license a month ago. Somewhere around there. This is my dad’s car, though. He said I shouldn’t just make you walk all over town.”

I giggle slightly, which might seem out of character, but I can’t help it.

“I did suggest a rental, but he called those...” He clears his throat. “Crappy.”

I snort. “Or he didn’t want you to spend money!” I have to restrain myself from laughing anymore.

But then he turns all serious. “Oh, yes, probably.” He stops at a red light, reaches his hand into his pocket, and whips out a slim card. “Little did he know what I have planned for this evening.”

I grin. “Is that his or yours?”

“His.”

I snort again. “Naturally. Okay.” I calm myself before I continue. “I’ll be quiet now. I don’t want to talk your ear off.”

“I doubt that’s possible, Evie. Conversation works two ways, so we’d be talking each other’s ears off.” He smiled softly, looking at me out of the corner of his eye.

I blush at the sight, looking away and tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. I get all fidgety, and with nothing to do, I end up twisting my fingers in my dress and drumming them against my thighs.

I look up as the car slows, noticing a fancy restaurant beside us. I twist my fingers together, unsure as to whether or not I would be able to be comfortable in such a place.

Shoto parks the car, and places his hand on top of mine. “You’ll be fine, Evie. I’ve seen you adapt to any situation, good, bad, or somewhere in between. This will be a small thing.”

I flush again, and hesitantly place my other hand over his. “Ok. I’ll do my best. I won’t be awkward.”

He smiles softly at me, making blush deeper. He takes his hand away, and exits the car. I clear my head and do the same.

I meet him at the walkway towards the door. He gently takes my hand and pulls me into the restaurant.

“How can we help the lovely couple this evening?” A waiter asks.

I blush more than I ever thought I could, reclaiming my hand and using both of my hands to cover my face. Shoto takes this in stride, and lays his hand on one of my shoulders instead.

“I should have a reservation, a table for two?” He says calmly.

The waiter’s eyes widen. “Oh.... The Todoroki table!” He walks off hastily.

“I think he was expecting my father,” Shoto says, watching the waiter mildly freak out at a distance.

“I would, too, if the name ‘Todoroki’ was on my evening shift,” I respond, bringing my hands down where they belong.

“You work at a noodle shop, Evie. You don’t get reservations, and it would only be me. Or Natsu,” he adds thoughtfully.

“I was being metaphorical,” I tease.

He just shakes his head at me, still holding my hand. I look down at our hands, almost admiring the sight. He pulls my hand up, and gently presses his lips to my hand.

I flush, but I let him keep my hand, even as the waiter comes back. Even as the waiter shows us to our seat. Even as we sit down across from each other.

He lets go only when we get our menus, and only then because the menus are quite large. I look over the menu, wondering if there’s something simple to eat.

He looks over at me, probably noticing my furrowed expression. “Here, try this page. This stuff will be more towards your tastes.”

I turn to the page he indicates, mumbling in excitement at the choices before me. He smiles in amusement before turning back to his own menu.

The rest of the evening passes in a blur of happy conversation, nice food, and cautious glances between us. When we’re done, we stop at the nearest grocery store, picking up another week’s worth of supplies for the dorm kitchen.

We walk outside to the car. He hands me his grocery bags so he can unlock it. He pops the trunk, and reaches for a few of the bags.

“These are mine,” he says as he takes them. As he reaches for the next set, he adds, “And these are mine.”

He takes the last of the bags, closing the trunk. He then takes my hand, and says, “And this is mine.”

My face burns more than it would if he had just lit on fire, but I’m grinning like an idiot at the flirtiness of that line. I can’t say anything at the moment, but I giggle.

“That’s cute,” he tells me, then leans in. “Do it again.”

I can’t help it. I giggle again, covering my mouth with my free hand.

He pulls away, laughing quietly as well. “Too bad I was a coward and didn’t say anything earlier. I would have been able to hear you... giggle... beforehand.”

We both get in the car, and he drives me back to the UA gate. He lets me out, but he stays in the car. He rolls the window down.

“My old man told me I have to bring the car back tonight, so I’m just dropping you off right now,” he explains. “Can you come here?”

I walk up to him quizzically. “Yes?”

He pulls me towards him, and presses a gentle kiss on my lips. It’s only a second or two at the most, but somehow it feels like longer. He pulls away.

“Sorry if I caught you off guard, Evie,” he says, looking at the steering wheel. “You’ve been so cute and precious all evening. I probably should have asked before.” He sighs. “I’ve heard you talk about stuff like that.”

“Shoto,” I stop him, laying my hand on his arm. He looks up at me, and I kiss him again. I pull away. “I don’t mind if you kiss me. We both agreed to date each other, and if that entails kissing, then I’m okay with you kissing me. I’m yours, after all.”

He smiles at me, whispering, “Thank you.” The window rolls up, and the car pulls away.

I watch it go, knowing he’ll be back, but still treasuring the moment.

I walk inside, noting that it is still early in the evening, and wondering what else could possibly top what’s already happened.

-End-

#mha #mha fanfiction #bnha #bnha oc #bnha fluff #fluff #no continuation

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whirlybirdwhat · 4 years

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Prompt: modern au (?) Gin wants to ask Sanji out, but he has to go through Zeff first

let me preface this with a HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIN I LOVE YOU!!!! and a thank you for the request!

Now, onto the story! Also read it here on ao3!

what you do for love

Gin has broken into a great many places. Some were worth it! Some were not. Some had the security of Fort Knox, and others were like an open door. He’s done it across the coast from east to west, but never, never, has he found a place so hard to get into like the Baratie.

And this time he isn’t even doing it for fucking Krieg!

It’s for Sanji.

Whom he likes, very much, and would like to invite on a date, thank you very much.

It’s not happening – different schools, Sanji has work, Gin has a job, Sanji’s taking down governments with his own gang, there’s never a time to get to him.

So Gin decided to ask him out at Sanji’s work.

Only… Gin had forgotten that the Baratie wasn’t only Sanji’s workplace… but his home. Where his dad and pseudo big brothers lived.

The first time he walked in to ask, he was met with Zeff, smaller than Gin but twice as muscular with a mean kick despite only having one leg. Zeff had given him a once over, taking in Gin’s leather jacket, tattoos, bandana and flyer to next month’s fight arena and promptly… did nothing, except give Gin a warm meal.

(It wasn’t the first time, nor the last.)

Until that is, Gin went up to go talk to Sanji.

Then Zeff swept his feet out from under him and sent him flying out the door, laughing.

From his place on the sidewalk, hidden by the high storefront windows, Gin heard Sanji asking “What was that,” and Zeff brushing him off.

Surely a fluke, Gin foolishly thought.

Only to find that the second time he went in, Carne was there, waiting with a strong hand to lift Gin by his collar and drag him out to the back-door entryway and throw him into the ground outside.

“Bye,” Gin could see Carne mouthing, mischief in his eye, followed by a swear.

Fuck off! Gin wanted to scream back but decided to rest in the ground instead, contemplating his failure.

Why, he thought, why.

He tried again, and again, and again. Zeff kicked him out the window with a first aid, kick, did a round of combat with flying kicks, gave him a warm meal then had Patty and Carne throw him onto the shallow beach outside.

Gin didn’t get it, because each time Zeff had this look that he approved of Gin, which, what.

Why was he kicking him out then?

Dads were weird as fucking hell.

After the seventh time this happened, Gin decided to get a little smarter, which leads to the current situation: breaking into the Baratie.

Which, as previously mentioned, is hard as hell.

He doesn’t want to get to the money, so he’s thankfully avoided the more dubious traps, but he’s tapping on what he assumes to be Sanji’s window and it’s not opening.

He questions why he thought this was a good idea, then remembers that Sanji did the same thing last year because he wanted to ask what food Gin wanted for his birthday, so this is just him returning the favor.

The windows finally opening, thank fuck, he was scaling the gutter for this.

“Hey, San-” That’s not Sanji.

That’s Zeff.

“Shit.” Gin says out loud and isn’t fast enough to dodge the kick that smacks him into sliding down the gutter.

Fuck.

Zeff gives him a wave, throws down and ice pack, and leaves.

Should have known Red Leg Zeff wouldn’t let anyone near his home without his permission. Hell, even the gang members follow his lead.

Gin sighs, staring up at the window which apparently isn’t Sanji’s, and decides he’s not being smart enough.

Or maybe, he thinks, staring at the straw-hatted jolly roger emblazoned in graffiti on the side of the building, I’m not being crazy enough.

Gin’s phone was destroyed in a fight two weeks back, half of his troubles with talking to Sanji, but that also means he has to track down the Straw Hats in person.

It’s not the most difficult task though – just look for the biggest commotion and you’re sure to find at least one Straw Hat in the fray.

Gin turns the corner, swearing to find a Straw Hat tonight, and runs smack into the Straw Hat, who is sprinting and holding a bag of what looks to be… meat themed jewelry? Gold? Gold nuggets but chicken nuggets? Gin can’t tell and doesn’t want to ask, but takes the opportunity anyway.

(The world always had a way to fall exactly into Luffy’s whims, and Gin supposes that if this must be happening it’s a sign of hope.)

“Straw hat!” Gin shouts, snatching out a hand and dragging Luffy into the alley corner.

“Bandana Guy!” Luffy says happily as Smoker rushes by the alley entrance. “What’s up? Sanji misses you!”

Gin lets a dopey smile bleed onto his face before speaking. “Yeah, I miss him to which is why I need your help right? I need you to bring your crew into the Baratie tomorrow, around sixish, and cause a ruckus so I can ask Sanji out, alright? Zeff and the others keep kicking me out.”

“They do that to you too? Shishishi! Sanji’s dad says I’m not allowed there without superpowers.”

“I think you mean supervision, anyway, will you be there?”

“Party at the Baratie tomorrow night, got it!”

That’s as close as Gin is going to get with Straw Hat, so he lets them go.

Time to get ready for action.

Gin should have expected this. He really should have expected this.

This being the Strawhat’s starting the ‘party’ whenever they feel like it, which is not six which was planned but five.

Gin sighs.

Whatever.

He can make this work.

Gin walks into the Baratie and, for once, is not immediately accosted by members of the Baratie’s staff.

Straw-hat can’t follow a plan but at least he can cause a ruckus. Gin looks to the left where the swordsman is balancing bottles of beer on his swords to raucous cheering, and steps to the right.

And then Gin spots him. Sanji, coming out of the kitchen, laughing and smiling the way he’s only prone to do around his crew (and Gin, on occasion.)

He’s not talking to anybody, just enjoying the chaos, which means this is Gin’s chance.

His only chance.

There’s a flash of yellow in his vision, accompanied by two flashes of white, and Gin knows he has to move fast if he wants to beat Zeff and Carne and Patty.

Gin runs, jumping over smashed glass and dodging around rushing waiters, all the while shouting “SANJI!”

Zeff trips him but he manages to turn into a roll, and comes up standing right in front of Sanji.

“Sanji!” He says again, out of breath but with a smile on his face, offering the carefully folded but now crumpled flyer in his hand. “Would you – would you like to go with me to Red Line’s Battle Arena on the twenty-third… as a date? If your family doesn’t kill me first?”

Sanji’s staring at him, and he hopes he hasn’t said the wrong thing. He had thought the date out perfectly, it was something they both enjoyed, food provided, near the sea, he had tickets to the booth seating so it wasn’t as chaotic as usual and –

Sanji cuts off his internal monologue with a smile. “Yes. I’d love to.”

Gin practically faints only managing to keep himself upright through sheer determination. He doesn’t know what to say after this, hadn’t really thought that far but—

“FINALLY!”

“Brat smartened up at last.”

“Now we can tease ‘em both at once! Boss, can we kick them both out?”

“Not until the party’s over. But yes. Eventually.”

“HELL YEAH!”

Gin is lost at the commotion coming from the chef’s around him, who have now stopped attacking him and started cheering for him.

Like… what?

Sanji takes pity on him. “They’ve been teasing me for months about you, trying to get me to ask you out. You stopped showing up so…”

“Oh. That was because your family kicked me out when I was trying to ask you out. Its been going on for a month. Tried banging on your window and everything but they literally kicked me out.”

“Oh.” Sanji starts snickering.

“Yeah.” Gin says to his boyfriends(?) apparent mirth at the situation.

Sanji snorts one last time before turning to his family and screeching. Gin swears there’s fire coming off of him as he yells “WHAT THE HELL YOU SHITTTY BASTARDS!? WHY THE FUCK WERE YOU KICKING HIM OUT? WHY ARE YOU THIS STUPID THIS COULD HAVE BEEN DONE AGES AGO AND-“

“It’s cause we like ya!”

“Yeah! We have to tease you!”

“Making up for that time you kicked me in the face.”

“And me! And the time you met the Straw Hat Brat!”

“Yeah!”

Zeff cuts in through the shouting. “Eggplant, you’re a bit short on the braincells. Had to make sure this brat was good enough to replace the ones you’ve lost. He passes. Welcome to the family brat, we got cake in the back. Straw Hat told us to throw a party, and I’m sure Sanji mentioned that it was your birthday today. Eat up.”

Gin gets a caked shoved in his hand and a hug from Sanji in a matter of seconds, followed by approving nods from the rest of the Baratie Staff as the Straw Hat pirates cause chaos in the background.

He’s bewildered. Confused. Bamboozled. Any other word to describe this feeling. Sanji just laughs at his face.

“They’re always like this,” he explains. “When Luffy first invited me to join his crew they thought pretending that they hated my food was a good way to make me leave and chase some dreams. You can see how well that turned out, but that’s just how they are. Hazing the new guy and me, at every. Single. Opportunity. Ugh.” Sanji’s complaining, but Gin can tell he loves this place.

“I can see that,” He says, and watches how Sanji smiles so brilliantly. “You want to escape this mess?”

Sanji laughs. “Definitely. Happy birthday, Gin.” He places a kiss on Gin’s cheek and strolls out the back door, waiting for him.

Gin smiles in return. “Thanks, Sanji.”

Zeff nods one last time behind his back before turning away.

Gin has finally passed the Baratie Bar of approval.

Thank God. That was exhausting.

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corpsekittin · 5 years

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A Nerd Gone Jock part 2

A few days after Allen hadn't gotten and more messages or replies from Damon, he decided to stay late to help his science professor, Ms. Bailon, with some work that needed be done to get his mind off of worrying about Damon's disappearance. When it was around 8 PM, She sent him away telling him to just go home, that she can handle the rest and that he should go get some rest for the test tomorrow. As he was leaving the building he saw Chad, Brandon, Mike and some guy he's never seen before standing outside waiting for him.

"Well, it's about time your faggy ass got out here! 'Been waiting for your dweeb ass" shouts Brandon. Snorting with a little smirk, Allen retorts "What? You need help with your classes? Sorry, I don't think any amount of tutoring will help your braindead muscleheads. Why don't go you ask a pre-schooler for help? They could probably teach you a thing or two." Allen moved to go past them when he was jabbed in his side. "We'll teach you who the dumb one is for saying something like that to us!" Mike sneered.

While beating on Allen, Brayden smirks and says "We should really show him who the really dumb one here is, if ya get what I'm sayin', bros ". Upon hearing this the other 3 snicker and smirk at one another knowingly before dragging him to the locker-room. All the while, Allen tries to break free from them but can't. When they get to the locker-room they throw him to the ground. Allen looks up and glares at them slightly shaking in fear before asking "What the fuck do you want with me, you bastards?"

They all laugh at the pathetic sight of Allen before Mike says "Well, you said that we're "braindead muscleheads" and we're gonna show you who the real braindead musclehead is by turning you into one of us!" Now it's Allen's turn to laugh as he says "That's preposterous! That kind of thing is impossible and cannot happen!" Smirking and pointing at Brayden, Mike replies saying "Well, it clearly worked with your faggy-ass boyfriend Damon, seeing how he turned out." Allen's face shows clear shock and says "The... There's no way that that can be Damon! Impossible! He hates jocks and sports just as much as I do, if not more!" Brandon smiled wide and said "Well, is it him. Look on the bright side, you're gonna be with him again.. just not in the same way as before."

Brandon grabbed him and the others started to strip him naked, taking a bit of time from Allen's constant thrashing and fighting back. When they grabbed a smelly and crusty jockstrap from a locker and started to put it on him, he fought even harder and kicked Mike in the face, which sent Mike to the ground, bit Brandon so that he would let him go and seeing his opportunity to bolt, he did... only to be knocked to the ground by Brayden kicking him in the back on the leg. The bros make sure to not make that same mistake and have Brandon and Chad both holding onto him to stop him fighting back. They managed to get the jockstrap on him this time with much more ease.

Mike hand the pills to Brayden telling him "I think you should be the one to turn him into one of us." Brayden take the pills and walks over to Allen who tells him "I'll never one of you and I won't be swallowing whatever those are!" Brayden forces the pills into Allen's mouth before covering it and plugging his nose with his other hand and says "Swallow them if you want to be able to breath." Having no choice he swallows the pills and immediately feels his flesh shudder and burn with heat. To stop himself from groaning as his muscles slowly start to grow, he bites his lower lip when Brayden lets him go.

Brayden then take a pair of stanky shoes out of the same locker they got the jockstrap from. Chad lets go of Allen but Brandon shifts his hold to cover Allen's mouth again. Brayden take one of the shoes and shoves it to Allen's nose and presses it in real good. Having no choice, he breaths in though his nose and the disgusting stench hits him. At first he's disgusted and it makes him want to hurl but he quickly starts loving the stench. As he is breathing in the stench from the shoe and his muscles start to grow at a faster rate, his skin starts to dark with a tan, stubble starts growing of his face, his previous black hair starts to lighten up into a blonde and his eyes darken from a green to a deep, dark brown.

His body isn't the only thing changing, however, as his mind is being attacks with new memories. His memories Allen's memories of his winning science projects change to his winning football games, his science awards in his room become football trophies, his having always had straight A grades dropping down to D's and C's, and his memories of having dated Damon since middle school change to Alex having become best bros with Brayden since he joined the football team in middle school. He tries to fight these invading memories, focusing on his going to college to get a degree in Neuroscience and his now former boyfriend, thinking to himself 'I can't let myself become one of these idiots! Focus, Alex, focus! Wait - did I just call myself Alex?! Can't let myself give in! Think of Brayden - I mean Damon! and getting your Neuroscience degree! but, god, being a jock sounds good - being hot as fuck, being able to fuck any woman I want whenever I want and being loved by everyone!' Allen, now Alex, was fighting a losing battle and he started to be disgusted by the idea of being anywhere near faggots and thinking they deserve to be beaten just for existing and thinking that science is for nerdy dweebish losers but that the professor at the college here has some nice ass titties and a nice big ass too.

After a few minutes Alex is let go and the transformation has completely finished, turning him into one of them - a sexy, homophobic straight jock bro. He looks around and asks "Why am I in just a jock, bro? And why I am on the floor?" Brayden helps him up and says "Don't you remember? We were gonna go play some ball with each other. That fall you had musta knocked a few more braincells outta you." Alex laughs dumbly and says "Oh! Yeah, that must be it. I wasn't smart to begin with anyways, so a few more of whatever braincells are gone don't matter none." Brayden smirks and says "You may be a bit dumb, but I'll always be by your side cuz you're still my best bro!" He and Alex go get dressed and join the others who are already outside waiting to play some ball together, like the best of bros do.

#nerd to jock #gay to straight #dumber #homophobic

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kuratoki · 4 years

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Changes 05

One week till the comeback and it’s our puppy Jeno’s birthday! My heart is so uwu...did anyone else watch their teaser? I might end up bias switching this comeback...le sigh..

Do you agree that things change in time? Well four years abroad would tell wouldn’t it?

Pairing: Reader x Jeno ft. NCT

Words: 3051

Warning: Mild swearing

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5

“So I hope you know I have to adopt you now.” Taeyong said once he had you in his arms and you looked at your friends around you weirdly.

It had been close to a week since your first day and the boys of the NCT Dance club decided it was time to meet Jisungs best friend slash Jeno’s childhood friend. So they did what they did best and invited you to one of their club meetings where they more or less hung out, fooled around or actually talked about who was going to be performing what and when.

Things were going smoothly as far as you could tell. Yuta already knew who you were and Yukhei was keeping his distance since Jeno and Jisung were both present but that didn’t stop Taeyong, Johnny or Doyoung from attacking you.

“She’s much prettier than I thought.” Doyoung, which also happened to be Jeno’s favorite mentor and conveniently the bunny boy said, “You can see the ballerina in her.”

‘Help me’ you mouthed to Jeno and Jisung who stayed in their respective places only to mouth back sorry, not wanting to get in the way of the older members smothering.

“I’m so glad the boys decided to surround themselves with such good influences.” Johnny said, “First Hana and now Y/N. Jisung you are one lucky guy.”

“Wait what?” Jisung asked, mouth dropped as Jeno felt the unwanted jealousy to build once more, “She isn’t…”

“Dude, she was friends with Jeno first. Jeno’s the lucky one.” Yuta argued as Jaemin nodded his head in agreement, “Don’t you see the two of them around school?”

“No, but I always see her and Jisung in the practice room at like six in the morning.” Ten, who was Jisungs main mentor said, “Anyone who can get Jisung into the practice room that early is a favorite of mine.”

“Hah...I made her do six but she’s normally insistent on five.” Jisung interrupted but was ignored as the older boys continued to gush over you.

“They didn’t do this with Hana.” Jaemin whispered to the two boys, who both agreed.

“Dude, no one actually talked much about Hana before you two started dating either.” Mark, who was one of the younger ones, said coming to sit next to the trio, “Jeno hasn’t shut up about Y/N since he started at the academy and Jisung started talking about a person with the same name after a summer away. How did you two not put the pieces together?”

“They shared one braincell.” Jaemin stated and quickly turned his attention to the conversation when Jaehyun asked who was the better dancer, Jeno or Jisung.

“It’s obvious isn’t it?” you asked back from your position between Taeyong and Doyoung, “They’re both incredible dancers in their own way. Jeno has a lot of strength in his movement but can also flow when he wants to. Jisungs pro at popping a locking but also picks up choreo with a snap of his fingers. To top it all, they were the only two who qualified for regionals last year. They’re in a league of their own.”

The room was silent once you were finished your answers and suddenly you felt Taeyong and Doyoung's arms wrapped around you in a tight hug.

“She really is our daughter. Look at her praising our sons!” Taeyong said fake crying.

“Now I see why Winwin kept her around all these years.” Yuta said joining in on the fake crying while he wrapped his arms around your neck from behind.

“She’s perfect!!” Doyoung finished as the trio continued to fake sob.

Slowly but surely, you felt the air around you get really thick.

“And suddenly I can’t breath.” you said, breaking away from the hug and bowed to the group quickly, “I have a bunch of assignments to finish so I’ll let you guys get back to whatever meeting you guys were going to have. I know I’ve met a few of you before but it was nice meeting the rest of you.”

Grabbing your bag from the side, you quickly waved to the group, “I’ll see you guys around.” and with that, you were out the door leaving all eighteen boys to stare after you.

A few seconds later, Jeno hopped off the desk he was sitting and grabbed his bag.

“We’re done with our meeting too right? We’ve discussed what we had to discuss and stuff?” he asked quickly as both Taeyong and Doyoung nodded their heads, “Great, then I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” and just as quickly as he hopped off the desk, he was out the door.

“So Jeno?” Ten asked Jisung who nodded as the boys slowly figured out why their national champion left in such a rush, “The way you talked about her made it seem like she was your type.”

“Yea, but Jeno’s been in love with her longer and what best friend would I be if I got in their way?” Jisung asked as a mischievous grin made its way to his face “Plus, you should see how green he gets when she and I work on our duet together in and out of classes.”

“You really are the evil one.” Jaemin said with a slight cringe, “How much dirt do you have on Y/N?”

“I’ve held her hair back for three summers as she puked into the lake in the middle of our end of camp party…” he started, “And I have pictures to prove it along with drunken confessions. It’s obvious the two never stopped caring for the other even after all this time apart.”

Meanwhile, you were at the entrance of the building when you heard someone call your name and you turned around to see Jeno, holding his bag strap as he ran towards you.

“Jeno? Did I forget something?” you asked curiously, tilting your head to the side in a cute manner.

“N-no.” he answered, shaking his head quickly, “We were done with our usual meeting and only those who are going to perform next week had to stay so I thought I would try to catch up with you. Do you want to grab dinner before we head home?”

You raised your eyebrows at your friend, wondering what had gotten into him since this was the first time since you got back that he invited you to eat without the rest of the group.

“Sure.” you said with a nod, “Lead the way.”

The two of you ended up at a restaurant you recalled going to often when you were younger and was surprised that it was still around after all these years.

“So are you going to tell me?” Jeno asked once the two of you ordered what you wanted to eat.

“Tell you? Tell you what?” you asked back as you took a sip of your tea.

“Yukhei.” Jeno said, leaning back and crossing his arm, “Jisung said he gave you a hard time during your first year of camp but he’s kept tight-lipped about the rest. Said it wasn’t his place to say.”

“It’s not.” you agreed thankful your friend kept your promise, “Long story short, I met him through a friend before our first year at camp which I didn’t know he’d also be attending. Before he flew back for school, he confessed and I rejected him. We ran into each other at orientation and he asked me to reconsider but my answer was firm. Thinking about it now, maybe he just never took rejection well.” you said thinking about the few times you met Yukhei.

He was someone who had the looks and knew how to use them but unfortunately, his charms never appealed to you since your mind would often drift to the person sitting in front of you. The first time you rejected him, you used the long distance excuse, Yukhei had accepted the answer at the time but the second time, he was more insistent. When you met at camp, he resorted to using third grade tactics to get your attention which also resulted in you hurting yourself.

“Then what did Jisung mean that it was because of him that you almost never danced again?” Jeno asked once more and you inwardly winced but thankful that Jeno was far away from Yukhei at the moment. He wasn’t going to like your answer.

“I got into an accident during our first year of camp.” you started off slowly as Jeno took in a breath, “It was somewhere in the middle where all the positions for our end of summer show was decided. My group went behind my back and nominated me for air time, which meant that if anyone was going to be flipped, it was me. Naturally, we figured that Jisung would be the one to do it since we’d been partners all summer already. Yukhei and a few of the other guys objected the idea so we held auditions and asked a counsellor to be the judge.”

You scrunched up your nose, “Unfortunately, I never made it to the final show. Yukhei cornered me near a bunch of rocks by the shore one morning when I went for a run and he tried to make a move on me. He told me to stop playing hard to get and give in already since he was tired of playing games. When I said I would scream if he didn’t leave me alone, he grabbed my arms and the next thing I knew, I was going backwards and a sharp pain went through my leg.”

“You have to be kidding.” Jeno said, feeling anger build inside and clenched his fist, “What happened after?”

“Apparently someone heard my scream and Yukhei realized what happened and tried to pick me up but I wouldn’t let him touch me. The pain in my leg was so bad that I ended up blacking out. I woke up in a hospital bed and Jisung sleeping at my side. I sprained my knee so badly that they weren’t sure I’d be able to dance again since my knee wouldn’t be able to handle the pressure.” you explained, “I proved them wrong though.”

“I was gonna say...you’re doing an amazing job. I wouldn’t even have known you injured your knee if you didn’t tell me.” Jeno said, his voice laced with concern as you blushed and whispered a quiet thank you, “So I assume you had to go through physical therapy.”

“Yea...it was intense. Because I had to do at least six months worth, I had to go to two different clinics. One in Seoul and the other one in Europe. That’s how I know Yuta, his apartment was close to the clinic so I stayed there while I recovered.” you took a sip of your tea, “I ended up going back to school a bit later than I was supposed to but given my situation, they understood and offered their full support. Jisung was with me throughout the whole process until the day I had to fly.”

Jenos brow furrowed as he tried to remember if he had heard anything about it and remembered the one year Jisung came back a bit later then everyone else. Though they had questioned it, Jisung said that something came up and Hana pretended not to know anything about it though he had overheard Jisung and Hana talking about it before.

“And Yukhei?” he asked curiously and you shrugged, “He and WinWin seem normal at the club so I’m guessing theres no bad blood between them?”

“WinWin said he and Jisung took care of it and said nothing more. Jisung had bruised knuckles he tried to hide so I never questioned it. Yukhei came back to camp but he never associated with any of us again. WinWin is technically a leader so he has to associate with everyone equally. Doesn’t matter how he feels but he doesn’t talk to Yukhei outside of club.” you answered,

Once the food arrived, the two of you continued to talk about you time abroad, the things you did, the place you went to and most importantly, the ballets you saw. Jeno even gifted you with his infamous eye smiles that he only reserved for certain people. In the end, you were both happy with your stomachs filled.

“Thanks again for having dinner with me.” Jeno said as the two of you walked home side by side, “I feel like I need to blow some steam off on my punching bag from what you told me just so I don’t accidentally punch Yukhei in the face tomorrow.”

“Thank you for inviting me.” you said smiling, a light blush across your cheeks, “And you know violence isn’t the answer. It never is.”

“Says the girl who hit Jaemin for stealing her chocolate cupcake when we were ten.” Jeno teased nudging you, “Do you...maybe want to head to our spot for a while?”

“Sure.” you said, not ready to part ways with him just yet. You were enjoying this time with him and a small part of you felt tingly on the inside.

A little while later, the two of you were watching the sunset over the city both lost in your own thoughts.

You turned your body so you could lean your back on Jeno’s strong shoulder and felt him wrap his arm around your front. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on the crown of your head catching you both by surprise. It didn’t feel wrong, nor did it feel right. It just felt natural, like it was meant to be.

Jeno swore to himself that he wouldn’t over think what he just did and noticed the content smile on your face. He readjusted the two of you so you were leaning more on his chest now and repositioned his arm so he could bring you closer. He grinned to himself when he heard a content sigh leave your lips and rested his head against yours. He caught a whiff of your perfume and decided it was his new favorite smell and felt himself relax. Just like the old times.

It was completely dark by the time you two decided to go home, both cherishing whatever moment you had with the other but this time, your hand was securely interlocked with his though it probably went unnoticed since you talked the whole way back.

“I’ll see you in class tomorrow.” you said as the two of you stood in front of your gate, “Thanks again for tonight”

“And once again, thank you for joining me. It felt nice to catch up.”Jeno said, not ready to let go of your hand yet, “Do you want to walk to school together tomorrow?”

“Jisung and I are meeting up at five in the morning to warm up and practice.” you answered with a slight frown “We haven’t even started working on our choreo yet so it’s going to be busy for the next few days. We present next Friday.”

“Then I’ll see you at five.” he said with a nod and you looked at him astonished.

“Really?” you asked and the other boy nodded.

“Why not?” he said with a shrug, “I want to see why it takes three hours for the two of you to warm up.”

You looked down for a moment in thought before looking back up at Jeno again, “Okay, I think we’re gonna plan to leave around five.”

Leaning up to give Jeno a quick peck on the cheek, you turned around so you could enter your house, “See you tomorrow JenJen.” you said with a quick wave before going in and shutting the door leaving Jeno standing in front of your house.

Jeno felt himself grinning like a silly fool, even though it was just a kiss on the cheek, it was the furthest you’d gone with him since you got back and as much as he didn’t want to overthink things, the dinner was probably the best not date he’d ever been on.

Going back to his house, he quickly cleaned himself up before setting up several alarms knowing it would take them to wake him up on time.

[9:45pm] Y/N♥ - PORK JISUNG!!!!

[9:45pm] MoJi - This better be important, I was just about to pass out so I can actually wake up for our practice tomorrow.

[9:47pm] Y/N♥ - Wanna come over at 4am instead….

[9:48pm] MoJi- You do realize that’s an hour earlier then we agreed to meet right…

[9:48pm] Y/N♥ - But we always spend the first hour gossiping and we won’t be able to tomorrow!! >< I’ll make you breakfast too!

[9:51pm] Y/N♥ - Jisung? Don’t tell me you passed out on me =_=

[9:55pm] MoJi - I’m getting my shit together for tomorrow and I’m getting Hana from her date with Jaemin and then we’re going to her place to get her shti. We’ll see you in fifteen max. We’re making Jaemin drive us.

[9:57pm] Y/N♥ - Wtf?

[9:58pm] MoJi - I refuse to wake up at 3am with four hours of sleep just so I can rush to your place and have you squeal over Lee Jeno for an hour. You have gossip, Hana and I are both qualified to listen and make fun of you for it. Just got to Hana, see you in ten

[10:00pm] Y/N♥ - What would I do without you guys...really (NOTICE MY HIGH SARCASM)

In the next house over, Jeno who was also about to doze off woke up to a text.

[10:05pm] NaNa - Yo. So like can I crash at yours tonight.

[10:07pm] JeNo - You live on the other side of town?

[10:10pm] NaNa - Well my girls going to have a slumber party at your girls tonight and I don’t really want to have to go all the way home only to come pick her up in the morning.

[10:10pm] JeNo - BRO WTF SHE ISN’T MY GIRL...yet

[10:12pm] JeNo - But yea sure whatever. I’ll leave my door unlocked and you know where all the extra stuff is.

[10:20pm] NaNa - YET?!?! WTF LEE JENO!!!!!

#nct imagine #nct #nct dream imagine #nct dream #lee jeno #jeno #jisung #jaemin #kpop #kpop scenario #kpop imagine #nct scenario #nct fiction #nct dream fiction #nct dream scenario #jeno imagine #jeno fiction #jeno scenario

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strangerontheotherside84 · 4 years

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Wild Child (Billy Hargrove x Reader) part 6

tagged-list: @speedmetalqueen @charmed-asylum

„So what’s life like as an outcast?“ Your best friend greeted you as he entered the small record store. You had been here almost all week since you were able to get some extra shifts and Steve had been so kind to visit you after school everyday.

„Well you know Steve…not going to school is tough. All this free time. God it’s awful.“ you joked dramatically.

The week had actually passed quicker than usual, fortunately without any further interactions with Billy Hargrove. It was already thursday and it seemed like he had been whiped of the face of the earth. Which to be honest was a very welcome change. But if he would have the audacity to let you down tomorrow night and dodge helping at the Snowball you would find that motherfucker and kill him.

„Ready for your big punishment tomorrow?“ Steve knew exactly that you didn’t quite like kids. But to be fair you also didn’t like most people your age.

„Nobody can be friends with as many children as you are….but yeah I guess. Still don’t know what I’m supposed to do there.“

„I’m not friends with them…It’s more like I-.“

„-adopted them?“ you finished his sentence.

„Oh shut up (y/n). If you’re lucky we’ll actually meet before and I’ll be able to give you some emotional support.“

„You’re also helping out there?“

„Nah I’m driving Dustin.“

You raised you’re eyebrows at him.

„Oh come on. He really looks up to me. I’m just being nice.“ „Yeah you’re a great mom Steve.“ you chuckled. But Steve didn’t even seem to notice that comment.

„What is Hargrove doing here?“ your best friend’s words caused you to turn your head. Yep there he was. Apparently he hadn’t just vanished, much to your dissapointment. He seemed to do a lot better than he did on tuesday night though. You could barely guess that he had been looking like absolute hell just a few days ago.

„I don’t care, propably just shopping records.“ you shrugged.

Now it was Steve who was raising his eyebrows, visibly very confused about the fact that the two of you were completely ignoring each other „Since when did you become insensible to Hargrove?“

„Oh I am not, trust me. But I’ve been having a pretty chill week and that guy is not worth risking that. You could say that I’m giving him some time off.“

Steve didn’t seem to be very convinced by this statement but decided not to ask any further questions.

„How long did you plan to stay here Steve? Cause I really need to sort and shelf these records before my shift ends. And somebody needs to have an eye on the register.“ „Yeah sure go ahead I’ll hold the fort.“ Steve smiled at you as he quickly busied himself with one of the magazines lying on the counter.

„Thanks dude.“ you grabbed the stack of vinyls next to you and walked towards the shelf which was used to display the newest releases.

„Ugh how many Kenny Loggins records can you order?“ you mubled to yourself while sitting on the ground, trying to cram the records into the designated shelf. If you had to hear „Footloose“ one more time you were going to drop dead at the scene.

„Not a big fan of Footloose either, huh?“

„Not a big fan of you either but here you are.“ you replied dry, getting back on your feet and facing Billy’s smirking face. You clearly hadn’t missed that pretentious smile.

To your surprise his face was almost as unblemished as usual, only a small cut above his left eyebrow marked the incident of tuesday night.

„Customer service at this place surely is rough.“ he replied mockingly, his blue eyes flickering at your sight.

„If you actually wanted to buy something we could talk about that. But I have the strong feeling that you’re here for something else.“ you responded with a skeptical look on your face.

Billy began to grin even cockier than before, „Damn (y/n) you seem to be in strikingly good shape today.“

„Just say what you want Hargrove.“ you groaned unnerved.

„Well we have to help at this fucking prom thing tomorrow yeah?“ he began.

„Yeah?!“. You weren’t sure where he was going with this. Propably not making sure that he wasn’t getting the date mixed up.

„Well and I had the feeling you kinda owe me. After everything that happened tuesday night, you know?“ Billy hummed with his husky voice.

What the fuck was he talking about?

„Tuesday night?“ „This is a private conversation Harrington!“ Billy groaned towards Steve’s direction not even bothering to look at him.

„So what do you say?“ Billy continued, his attention now fully back on you.

„Say to what? I don’t get it.“ you had absolutely no idea what he was trying to say.

The grin on Billy’s face intensified. He was visibly enjoying to see you this confused and at loss for words.

„We should make this an eye for an eye situation.“, he proceeded suggestively.

Did he loose his last few braincells while being beaten up by his dad or what?

Billy chuckled at your puzzled look, „Look (y/n) since you apparently can’t respect boundaries and don’t know when to leave somebody alone I will be very willing to teach you a lesson in appropriate behaviour.“

You still didn’t get it.

„Look Hargrove this might seem funny to you but I really gotta work now. So just say what you are dying to say and leave me alone.“ you snapped.

„Well you’re propably planning to get drunk tomorrow to be able to stand my presence.“

What a pretentious asshole.

„So I thought you might need a case of exemplary behaviour.“, Billy mocked while getting closer to your face, winking at you. You could feel his breath on your skin, the smell of cologne and cigarrettes soaring in your nose.

„Well you guessed that one correctly Hargrove, congratulations.“ you replied unimpressed, „But how exactly are you planning to display that oh so exemplary behaviour?“

„I’ll pick you up at six.“

„The hell you will!“, you tried to protest but Billy had already turned away from you.

Before leaving the store he turned around once more, „Make sure to wear something nice.“

#stranger things #stranger things imagine #billy hargrove #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove x you #wild child part 6

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hideandseaking · 4 years

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Last time during dnd:

Featuring: Kara the redheaded human with 1 braincell and 4 anger cells, Mars Bar the slug alien human-like person with antennae and tears, Rango the small bounty hunting lizard with piss legs, Chip Hop the very big rabbit robot with a broad spectrum of emotions, and Olga the oldest and meanest slug alien with no human-like attributes except her face

My players were horrified to find out that the primary species on this planet are humanoid aliesn with three mouths, no eyes, feathered wings under their arms, and small spikes protruding from their skin

And they have to help these people

My players also realized slowly but surely that they were exhausted from pulling an 8 hour work day from their first mission and are trying to do a second mission without any rest

But only the young slug and the old slug were tired at first

They approach the house where the GPS says the next person requesting a mission is at

They try to knock on the door, both Rango and Kara at the same time, and they realize the client is behind them carrying groceries and wondering wtf they were doing at her house

she asks them to get the key for her out of her pocket so they can go inside the house... rango takes the key and unlocks the door while mars bar takes some of the groceries and goes through them

Once inside, Rango and CH raid the fridge and drink her soda while Mars Bar puts away the groceries in all of the wrong places. She rewards herself with a poptart and goes to sit down

Olga is reprimanding them for acting so rudely in someone else’s house and starts arguing with CH about taking people’s food without permission

Olga: “You didn’t even ask! she paid for that stuff!! you didn’t even ask to pay her back!” Chip Hop: “Okay” *turns to the client* “do you want me to pay you back for the soda” The Client: “Well, it’s fine since you guys-” Chip Hop: “SEE. It’s fine. Your logic is faulty.” Olga: *screams*

When they all finally settled down, the client had to shut the door that they left open before walking over and sitting down to explain the mission to them

She’s a 15 year old girl named Raine whose younger sister went missing three days ago

Raine: “Her name is Jewel-” My Players: *starts to make Juul jokes and posting Juul memes incessently*

They ask her what happened and Raine says that she got her sister ready for school and they parted ways to go and then suddenly she’s disappeared and hasn’t returned since she saw her that morning

Obviously Kara and Mars Bar do not believe this at all and press for more information about how that morning went

Raine: *goes on a very detailed but unnecessary recount of her entire morning*

CH: *vibrates more and more intensely the more she talks because he wants her to shut up*

Raine said she’s worried because two other kids have been kidnapped in the past 2 weeks and she’s worried about Jewel

Kara asks if she’s talked to the police and Raine admits that she hasn’t because she’s scared about Jewel being taken away from her if she returns since they don’t have any parents

Kara is completely unsympathetic and apparently a bootlicker and berates Raine for not telling the police

Raine starts crying which means that lots of drool just comes out of her topmost mouth of three

And it horrifies everyone

This causes everyone to just want to dip........ so they do........... with a promise that they’re going to get information on this

They go outside and Kara says, “Okay, so we have 2 options-” Rango: “We go to the playground.” Kara: “....Okay so we have 3 options.”

Which were 1) go to the police, 2) investigate the playground, 3) investigate the school

Kara or Olga idr who: “We have the perfect amount for all 3.” Rango and CH: “We call the playground!” K or O: “Okay so-” Mars Bar: “Actually, I wanna go to the playground too.....” K AND O: “....... Okay we all go to the playground......”

They check Google Maps and find the playground closest to both the school and the house and start to walk there

Rango starts to bother Kara for her phone, since she’s the only one in the group with one, and she refuses and starts to ignore him

He gathers some pebbles to launch at her, but she catches them, while CH joins in to try to take the phone

Kara threatens CH that she’ll flip him.... Me: “Girl, he’s 2 tons!” Kara’s Player: “..... Well I’m gonna do it cause I said I will”

She fails her roll and instead hits her head on the metal on his hand when she tries to attack

Rango tries to persuade her for the phone but she beats his roll and they all decide to drop it and continue to the playground

When they get to the playground, Olga and Mars are super tired, and Kara is realizing how exhausted she is too so she and Olga take up their own respective benches to take a nap

Well, okay, Olga absorbs into the bench........ Kara lays down obnoxiously and tries to sleep

Mars Bar goes to a swing and tiredly pushes it back and forth with her feet

Rango is still full of energy and takes the one next to Mars and starts to swing himself

CH decides to do some investigating and launches himself over to a mother of a child playing on the playground

Which scares the shit out of her and she takes her child and runs

CH is dejected over the entire interaction and mopes over to Rango and Mars and asks them if they wanna be pushed

Rango says yes and he almost gets launched into the air

Mars says yes “but gently.... please...” and also almost gets launched into the air

Rango wants another push but CH puts too much mustard into it and flips Rango around the top of the bar

And then he swings over and splatters against CH’s back

CH doesn’t notice and starts to freak out over where Rango went

Mars Bars is laughing her ass off as he starts to freak out more

He runs out towards a more open area of the playground and starts calling for rango’s name

This causes most of everyone else to start to disperse

CH gets down on his knees and calls Rango’s name into the sky in despair, believing that he has died

Rango peels himself off of CH and taps him, saying he’s okay

Which freaks out CH and makes him grab Rango and launch him 100ft away from the playground

Everyone: “Okay bye Rango... you’re dead..... better start rolling up your new character” Rango’s Player: “.......................”

Rango rolls an incredible success and actually starts to manuever himself and flip himself around so he starts to slow down the launch. He cartwheels and starts to bounce and somersaults and roooooooooolls out towards where the foliage starts to turn into desert. Not a scratch on him !!

Only the party is at the playground at this point, and Olga and Kara are woken up from this

Mars Bar is damn near peeing herself with laughter and CH hops out towards Rango to see if he’s okay

Mars Bar’s Player: “Wait have we peed at all during this whole thing?” Me: “Uhhhhhhh...”

So I roll how much each of them needed to use the bathroom

Yes we’re all 12 i guess so shut the fuck up!!

Rango: 10/10 will pee immediately, Kara: 9/10, Mars Bar 4/10, Olga I can’t remember but it wasn’t that high, CH only shits out like lead balls or something and he was okay

Kara realizes how badly she has to pee and tells Olga that maybe they should all rest so she summons the ship to autopilot over to them

Rango: “Perception pls” Me: “It’s all weeds and some cabbage-like plants that are slowly tapering off to be just a very large and wide desert” Rango: ““:0 I get stealth in the desert... I must investigate this....”

He sees CH hopping over and takes a plant and starts to munch on it while pissing himself and thinking

CH and Rango discuss if they should go out to the desert or not, and Rango tries to convince CH but he says no and wants Rango to rest and tries to convince him to rest with the group while Rango wants to explore

The ship lands in between CH/Rango and the playground

And kara sprints towards it

Mars is being polite and walking with Olga until she starts going “ECH” loudly with each step, so she runs towards the ship too

Kara runs into the bathroom and pisses her brains out I guess... Mars immediately decides to go in too while she’s peeing... and it’s a single bathroom so it’s not like there’s stalls

Cue me and Kara’s player trying to determine if Kara would freak out before deciding to just roll on it

She does freak out, but Mars Bar is too oblivious to care and just starts washing her hands

she’s not great at it and starts to count to 20 but loses count everytime.... she eventually feels satisfied with her hand washing before just walking out and leaving the door open

Kara sees Olga down the hallway and is begging her to close the door for her

Olga decides to move in the slowest possible way to get to kara and by the time she closes the door, it’s in kara’s face when she’s done washing her hands and wiping them off

The slugs go to their rooms while Kara is walking around and making sure everything is secure

CH finally convinces Rango to go to the ship, but when Rango gets on he’s deciding that he’s going to go explore the desert

Ch goes to stand in the kitchen, desolate and unmoving

Rango’s Player: “Is there a compass?” Me: “???? Like on a PIRATE SHIP???”

He lifts the ship up off the ground and kara walks over asking what he’s doing

Rango: “I’m exploring the desert” Kara: “Rango... can’t this wait until tomorrow? We’re all tired...” Rango: “I’m not tired! I can keep going!” *fails his stamina roll, wavers at the wheel and shakes the ship* Kara: “Yea, definitely.” Rango: “I was fine before you got here! .... But fine I guess i could sleep.”

He lands the ship and everyone goes to bed

Rango jolts awake realizing that CH might need to be charged and goes to the kitchen to ask him about it

CH recharges with the sunlight and moonlight, so he decides to go outside and burrow in the ground to hide while still exposing where he can charge from while he enters a sleep mode

Rango goes to bed and everyone goes to sleep

Mars Bar has a dream where she is at home with her brothers and she’s sitting outside of her house with her older brother while her younger twin brothers are out playing in the distance

Her older brother points at the sky and says “Look! The meteor shower is starting!” and shooting stars start to jump across the sky

she is watching for a little bit before looking over at her brother

And seeing that his head has turned into that of seaweed the goldfish, who they had rescued earlier in the day

She immediately freaks out and gets scared and wakes up

and starts to cry

Kara is woken up from her own dream by Mars Bar’s cries

She sleepily walks over to her room and asks if she’s okay

Mars says from her room that she’s fine but it’s clear that she isn’t fine

Kara asks if she can come in and Mars says she can. She sees Mars is hiding under the covers

She asks if she can do anything for Mars Bar and she asks Kara if she could read to her

So she reads her 6 pages of Mar’s MLP comics before realizing that she’s back asleep

And Kara sneaks out quietly and goes back to bed

When it becomes morning, CH is woken up to giggling and pushing on him

He gets up to see that children are there, seeing who he is

They ask him some questions and start to touch at the metal on his body, which makes him uncomfortable but he lets the kids do

They decide to go because they have school but all say goodbye and start to leave

He calls out to them and one of them lingers behind to answer his questions

she’s the sister of one of the kids taken earlier in the 2 weeks, and she says that she heard a rumor that someone saw it happen at the Southern Park (we were all calling it South Park cause haha funny funny) and she asks CH if he can find her sibling

CH says he’ll try and she runs off

Mars Bar wakes up feeling refreshed and head empty, and decides to go get something to eat

She looks outside and sees some children waving goodbye to CH while he’s standing outside

She goes outside to check it out, and says good morning to CH

CH: “............................................................................. good morning” MB: “.................... so what’s up” CH: “........................................................................................................................................................................... those kids had some information” MB: “Oh that’s cool...............” *They both stare at each other* MB’s Player: “This is so awkward for her!!” Everyone: *laughing* CH: “Mars Bar.............. I love you.”

And Mars Bar sprints away without even acknowleding that

CH feels the immediate burn of rejection

Kara wakes up and decides to get herself something to eat

She checks out the common area and sees that there’s a parking ticket on the windshield

And decides she’ll worry about that later

She checks the fridge, and there’s only food that Rango and CH stole from the prince that they helped yesterday

so she decides to make fried chicken breakfast tacos

Unfortuantely, Kara has a wide imagination but no skill so she burns the food

Which the smell wakes up Rango and Olga, who both think it smells great

Kara realizes it’s inedible for her and gives it to them, which they gladly take

she informs them of the parking ticket and Olga says, “Oh we don’t have to pay that. We can just make a collage out of them. That’s what I do!”

Kara decides to get dressed before continuing on with her day and Olga tries to find tea but instead finds a silica DO NOT EAT packet and eats that instead

Rango goes to get CH and sees him just looking dejected out towards the city

He asks what happened, and Ch says he confessed to Mars but she ran away

CH: “Rango, do you think I’ll ever find true love?” Rango: “Well, I love you, buddy.” CH: *feels worse cause that’s not the same*

Rango tries to rally Ch to the ship so they can search the desert, but Ch says that he heard from the kids about the South Park

Rango: “Why didn’t you say that in the first place!?” CH: “Rango, I got rejected” Rango: “That’s less important!”

They go onto the ship and Kara and Olga ask what’s up and where’s Mars Bar and CH tells about his confession to her where she ran away

and then the party gives CH the worst dating advice I’ve ever heard

Kara: “You just need to keep trying with it! Keep telling her that you love her and you’re bound to get her eventually!”

Olga: “Next time, say ‘good morning’ and ‘how are you’ first AND THEN release the ‘i love you’! That’ll work.”

Rango: “You need to beat her in combat to show her that you want to be with her.” *flashes back to his old relationship from his past*

Mars Bar’s Player: NO DON’T FIGHT ME PLEASE

CH: “Thank you guys for the advice :’)”

Ch also tells them about the south park and they decide they’re going to find Mars Bar and then go to the park

So they put in the coordinates for the middle school and decide they’re going to try there first

Meanwhile, Mars Bar runs up to the children and tries to ask them for info, but they all run away from her and she gives chase to them

............ all the way to their school..............

A teacher watching the outside sees Mars Bar and stops her, and asks her why she’s annoying the poor kids

She says she’s from the government, but has no ID, so he doesn’t believe her so he goes inside and tells her to come back when she has something

She sits outside of the school and pouts for about half an hour before realizing that she’s hungry and getting nowhere with this

she’s lost so she checks out parts of the city, and tries to hide her face with her scarf before realizing that everyone is suspicious of her

she goes in another direction and finds a diner to eat at

she watches a couple start to go in and one says to the other “I could KILL for some eggs right now”

Mars takes that very seriously and decides to go in after them to make sure they’re not going to kill for some eggs

She sits down at the barstool area near where the couple sits and she looks at the menu but is illiterate so she’s going off of the few pictures provided on it

She decides she’s going to get a waitress to give her free food and gives her a compliment

she hears from the TV about the southern park and asks another waitress how to get to it, and recieves pretty simple directions

The couple starts to argue behind her and one of them leaves the other in the diner

Mars slides into the empty seat and tries to “comfort” the one left behind

That one is comforted and feels very empowered but also has no money so they get up and leave mars bar with the check after eating both theirs and the person who left’s food

The waitress brings out mar’s food and asks if she’s okay

She constructs a lie about how she’s friends with the couple and they said they would pay for her food since she doesn’t have money but they fight wherever they go and left her with the bills

so the waitress feels sympathy for her and pays for her

Mars gets a good meal of french toast and ham and walks out feeling full and ready to go to the south park

And we ended there for the night

#dnd #wod #for my dnd group #they legit are so funny and have so much fun doing just regular shit like this #wait until they get into the actual real missions lmaooooo #long post

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raylee-kai · 4 years

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When You Love Someone - Park Jae Hyung Chpt. 1 (Part 1/2)

Here's the thing.

You hated playing the guitar.

You were clearly a keyboard/piano person but when you heard that Jae had volunteered himself at the local music shop, you barely hesitate to put your name down on the form for the guitar lessons. It might have got something got to do with the crush you harbor on the guy.

Your hate of the guitar was mostly because of the fact that your fingers were never flexible enough to press on the strings, how loud and gritty the sounds of an electric guitar echoes and also how there were different ways to play with different songs.

Like what on earth was plucking?

Why are there different ways to play one instrument?

It didn't help that there were different ways to tune a guitar. The amount of time you struggled with the tuner was making you regret the decision but as soon as Jae smiles at you and helped you out, you found yourself back in the studio, practicing yet another song on the guitar.

"Have you been practicing your chords?"

You nod, totally forgetting that he was actually asking about guitar chords and not keyboard. He gave a small chuckle and settled in front of you.

"Great, let's see it!"

The next few minutes consisted of;

"Did you tune your guitar? It sounds a little weird.."

"That's the G chord."

"Bring that finger here and this one here..."

"Show me A chord..... Uh... That's C chord."

"That's not even a chord."

It was amazing how Jae was never frustrated with your inability to learn the chords because your limit was approaching fast.

Every mistake you made, you simply want to throw the guitar down and leave but Jae was always there to stop you from doing that. With his kind smile and carefree attitude, you could not stop yourself from falling for him even more. He was honestly your only motivation to learn the guitar.Your frustration was clear on your face but once he ruffles your hair, you can't help it but to come back for the next session.

"You did great! Just need a little more practice."

Jae flashed a proud smile when you get a chord right was the highlight of the entire lesson.

"That's it for today!"

Jae clapped his hands and pats your shoulder, as if signing to you that you did a good job. Your shy smile made its appearance along with a slight blush but luckily, his attention was on the notification of his phone. He briefly read through and perked up, catching you before you leave.

"Before I forget, here!"

He held out a shiny silver ticket out to you and grinned.

"Umm... What is this?"

"There's a gig, tomorrow at Club Eclipse. Thought that maybe it would be nice for you to see a few live performances."

You eyed the ticket for a bit before you glance up at him.

"You'll be playing?"

"Not this time but I'll be sure to invite you next time! Pinky promise!"

He stuck out his pinky, wiggling childishly to which you curled with a small giggle. Jae gave you a ruffle on your hair before looking at his watch.

"I'll pick you up at about 7 at the cafe near school?"

"You have a license?"

"Only one way to find out right?"

He winked, smiling while you tried to bite back your smile.

You might have went all out in trying to find the perfect outfit which had Seungmin groaning in pure annoyance at the fact that you just practically dumped a bunch of clothes infront of him. The amount of times that you ran into his bedroom's toilet and came out with a new outfit had him regretting his friendship with you.

As if he could break a childhood friendship that easy.

You and Seungmin met each other at a piano recital when the two of you were younger. Ever since then, it was as if it was fated for the two of you to be friends. Both of you kept getting into the same classes, courses and school with or without planning on it. Plus, it did not help that Wonpil, Seungmin's brother, was your partner for a piano recital which made the two of you even closer.

"Are you seriously doing this at my house?"

"I need fashion advice."

You pouted, turning away from the mirror for Seungmin's view. He barely gave you a glance and scoffed.

"Stop pouting. You ain't cute."

You pouted even more at his harsh words but it was just a Seungmin thing to do so you weren't offended in the slightest.

"Why aren't you asking Hyunjin for fashion advice? He is better than the rest of us at fashion."

"YOU'RE A GENIUS, SEUNG!"

You immediately grabbed your phone and called Hyunjin over to Seungmin's house. It didn't take long for him to arrive but not alone.

"Who invited the sunshine twins here?"

"We are here for mental support!"

"Get out of my house."

"Why do you like Jae anyways?"

Felix's question threw you to a state of flabbergast.

"Why Jae?"

Jisung added on, while Hyunjin was picking up outfits and trying to pair them together.

You sat on Seungmin's mattress much to the other's displeasure and thought about it to yourself.

At first, it was the smile. You always thought that Jae had a cute smile with how he smiles with his eyes. He had a variety of smiles from the playful mischievous grin to the tired yet blessed smirk. It stays in your mind every time and you could not help feeling warm seeing his smile.

"Who's that?"

You asked Seungmin, who had been re-reading his script for the tenth time that day. Your dear friend was a part of the MC line up for some after school event which he was extremely nervous for which was why you, his dear friend, was there to cheer him on.

"What?"

"That blonde? I don't think I had seen him before."

"Oh, Jae?"

You raised a brow as if trying to get him to explain more. "He was a student here, my brother's senior. They called him back to help us with the event."

Your attention went to the blonde who was joking around with some of the MCs to calm their stage nerves. The way he threw his head back to laugh caused you to smile a little.

"Cute."

Then, you fell for his personality. How friendly and welcoming he was with everyone, how thoughtful to those he held those dear and how mature and gives the best advice at times. He was like a canvas with similar yet different shades that you would only realize after looking closely.

Jae was not close to Wonpil by any means.

It did not mean that they hated each other or anything but it is just that their friend circles never really clashed. So, Jae had no reason to protect Wonpil like he did that one time during his third recital.

During his third recital, the seniors had Wonpil running around, forcing him to do stuff which would make him late to the recital. They went as far as to cut his formal clothes causing him to turn up with red slick back hair and blue button up which had caused a ruckus among the audience and judges for not being professional. But without a doubt, he was able to pull a performance that had the audience crying and reaching out for their tissues.

Unfortunately, Wonpil was disqualified and was banned from joining in another recital in the event hall for not being "professional" and was reported for "harassing" the seniors that he had helped.

That had caused you and Seungmin to fume in pure anger with how you had seen Wonpil going around to help the seniors, even going as far as to cut his practice time.

It was the first time you saw Wonpil getting upset that he walked away.

You and Seungmin were about to storm into the judges when Jae reached before the two of you could and provided them with evidence and eyewitnesses of the seniors bullying Wonpil and forcing him on errands. You watched in pure amazement at how the older glared the seniors down.

When you asked why would he stand up for a total stranger, his reply would always be the same.

"Why not?"

After, you just could not help but pay attention to him no matter where he goes. It's like your eyes would constantly be searching for him. There was just something about his presence that made you look at him in amazement.

What do you like about Jae?

"I don't know. I just like him."

You should probably trust Hyunjin more than you did because the outfit he put together really looked good. Not only you looked good but you also feel good in the outfit. So there you were with nervous jitters waiting outside the cafe for Jae, typing at your phone furiously, trying to calm yourself down.

Millennium Line Unite (5)

Memelix : Still cant believe u got boss to give u today off

Memelix : On short notice

J.ONE : Not fair :(

SeungSky : I dont get y u guys complaining

SeungSky : M covering her shift

SeungSky : If anyone want complain it be me

lmao he saw my ticket

he just send me off

Dramallama : boss said you need friends

Dramallama : hes sad Minnie is ur only friend

Dramallama : WHO TF CHANGE MY USER NAME

Memelix changed Dramallama to PrettyJinnie

PrettyJinnie : Aww

PrettyJinnie : Thanks baby

Memelix : Anything for my Prince

J. ONE : my eyes

J. ONE : NEED BLEACH

SeungSky : No flirting

SeungSky : Not in this christian household

Memelix : jokes on you

Memelix : im catholic

SeungSky : And Jisungs a rapper

Memelix : ???

J. ONE : ???

PrettyJinnie : ???

???

SeungSky : it means idgaf

Ouch

taht got to hurt

SeungSky : Idgaf bout ur date either

SeungSky : u made me work on my off day

SeungSky : u officially out of my friend list

J. ONE : at least u were in his list

SeungSky : Han

SeungSky : stfu

Oh shit oh shit oh shit

Jae here gtg

wish me lcuk

Memelix : Stay safe

PrettyJinnie : Use protection

J. ONE : good lcuk

Private Chat : SeungSky

SeungSky : Text me ASAP if somethings wrong

SeungSky : Don't accept drinks from strangers

SeungSky : Stay close to Jae hyung

Must u do this everytime

SeungSky : U only have one braincell

SeungSky : It worries me that u dont have common sense

I do have

hope I dont make a fool of myself

SeungSky : Tough words for a clown like u

f u

"Coming in?"

Jae's voice hollered from the car as you look up from your phone. You darted into the car taking the seat next to the driver's and greeted him casually. You tried to avoid his look, considering how he actually put effort in looking good and you could barely stop yourself from combusting at the sight.

"Looking good today."

"Thanks. You too, Jae. It's been awhile since I saw you in something other than a shirt."

"That's cause I'm usually half awake and late for work."

"Well, does that mean that you are late everyday?"

"Hush now little one."

Laughing quietly at his words, you guys started talking about random things and before you know it, you were already there in the club.

"Nervous?"

He asked, seeing how you hesitate after parking the car nearby. An arm over your shoulder had you calming down almost instantly. It was as if just knowing that Jae was there brought you calmer.

"Is this the wrong time to tell you that this is my first time going to a club?"

"You mean to tell me… you're a club fetus?!"

You giggle at his dramatic scandalised face and playfully pushed him away. He laughed and placed his hands on your shoulder leading the way.

"Don't worry and just stay close."

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ofshilch-blog · 4 years

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hello pals ! i feel like i’ve introduced myself like twelve times for this rp by now but just in case you haven’t had the displeasure of meeting me yet, i’m mira (she/her), 22, gmt+1. i’ll be writing shiloh jeong, the twenty year old art history major aka the unwritten page. shiloh might be a messy bitch, but she’s trying her best and that’s what matters :((

name: shiloh jeong gender & pronouns: cis female, she & hers age: twenty major & year: art history, first year faceclaim: lee naeun occupation: hemlock history museum, gift shop employee

shiloh’s bio is heavily influenced by the initial label i applied for ( flight risk gang make some NOISE ) so i’m still reworking the details, but i’ll give you guys the 411

shiloh is a hemlock native, she grew up more than comfortable but often felt suffocated by the strings that came with her family’s weath and the path laid out for her

as a kid she acted out a Lot, but her family tolerated it because, you know .... children wack

when she got to high school her impulsive ways stopped being seen as cute, she was expected to have like ... direction and a purpose in life but she was like wait i’m baby

but life doesn’t stop for anyone !! so she basically went through high school constantly acting out and fighting with her family, until she got fed up, tore up her college acceptance letters and left pretty much without an explanation on her graduation day to take a gap year & travel the world

while abroad she fell in love with the different places and cultures and new n exciting art forms she got to see. she never thought college was right for her, but she suddenly remembered covington has a world class art history program and that maybe she fucked up by leaving before giving the school a chance

so she’s back in hemlock to study at covington, and Rly enjoying it ( somewhat to her surprise ) - so what if she starts all her assignments at 3am after four cups of coffee and she skips all her early morning lectures because she’d rather die than wake up before 9am ... she’s still learning a lot and actually Cares about what she’s learning which has been a complete light bulb moment for her

shiloh is really, really trying to be good at covington - to not get into fights, to do her work and to keep her head down. she doesn’t always succeed ( she’s a bit too uh ... honest for that ), but she’s trying to grow as a person and find out who she wants to be now that she’s a young adult and isn’t constantly forced to fight back against her parents’ idea of her

shiloh is not rly a typical extrovert or introvert, she loves soaking up the energy of big groups but she also likes her alone time and more than anything, she prefers to keep people at a distance and doesn’t have many very close relationships ( not for any emo reasons, she’s just way too caught up in her own shit to care much about other people’s shit )

she’s also part of covington’s track team, just in case there are more runners in this group heh

so those are the basics!! imma try to write some wcs tomorrow if i can find the braincells i lost during my last finals this week, but either way i’m SO musey and all of your beautiful charas are inspiring me soso much so pls hit me up and i’m sure we can cook smth up!!

#and now im SLEEP #covintro

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sugawarakouchan · 5 years

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haikyuu characters and their s/o saying their first "i love you" in their relationship

SO, to begin with, english isn't my first language so i'm sorry for the mistakes. also, this is my first hc post so it's probably very inaccurate i just wrote what i felt right and lastly i hope you enjoy!!

part 1 - karasuno

part 2 - other schools: here!

daichi:

• casually says it after you two dated for a few months

• unexpected

• gets insecure after you don't answer him for a moment

• then tells you that you don't have to feel pressured to say it back bc he loves you and won't force anything onto you, "i'll wait until you're ready"

• internally scared of this never happening and you end up dumping his ass but no regrets

asahi:

• won't say it

• will wait for you to say it bc he's scared of losing you/putting you off/scaring you away if he says it first

• when you say it he tears up a little bit

• when you ask him what's wrong he just hugs you and buries his face on your shoulder and whispers "i love you too"

• after it happens expect a lot of hugs, kisses, cuddles, compliments, and a lot of him admiring you with heart eyes

hinata:

• brags to his friends about being confident enough to tell you he loves you

• the moment he faces you his mind blanks and he can't say anything

• blushes

• all his friends are watching bc he's so "confident"

cute af

• ends up only saying it after kageyama called him an idiot

• lots of skinship, especially holding hands in public after it happens

kageyama:

• too stubborn to say it first

• will wait until you say it and at first won't say it back

• will say it back if you look sad or sth

• or if hinata or tsukishima call him a coward for not telling you what he feels

• takes him some time and effort but he loves you so he'll do his best to show it to you

tsukki:

• will say it first, accidentally, while he thinks you're asleep

• when he realizes you're not asleep blushes A LOT

• you laugh at him a bit

• he gets shy and grumpy and stops talking to you

• you kiss his cheek and whisper "i love you too" to him

• he becomes a blushing mess

• the next few days he's just a ball of clinginess, fluff, cuteness and everything nice, but only with you, not in front of others

yamaguchi:

• will try to say it but will be a stuttering mess

• lots of blushing, will highlight his freckles (extra cute)

• hesitates a lot

• gets stressed about it

• will lose sleep

• lots of mirror practice

• ends up saying it all in a rush, words get confused bc he said so fast

• blushes more when you say it back, hides his face

just the cutest ever, protect him please

noya:

• will say it out loud in front of many people, maybe at practice with the whole club, maybe in a restaurant when the team is celebrating a win bc he wants everyone to know it

• if you try to hide he will expose your identity

• probably not sober, either under alcohol effect, after having 5 gari gari kun popsicles or just endorphins from exercising who knows

• loud

• like really really loud

• gets super happy after saying it, you find it very cute

• you don't even think twice before saying it back

tanaka

• will ask for noya's advice on how to proceed

• wants it to be loud, also wants everyone to know

• "s/o, we have to talk"; the way he says it, the way he looks, the way he's acting, you think everything about it makes it seem like he's gonna break up with you, but actually he's just nervous

• tries to say it out loud, ends up whispering to you

• it's just the sweetest ever

• he doesn't want you to say it back without being sure bc then "it will get serious so pls think carefully, i don't want you to dive into this if you don't feel ready, take your time, i love you"

• no need to say you say it back right away

• for a week he ends all his sentences with " i love you" when talking to you

ennoshita:

• knows what he's doing

• takes you out on a date, makes you feel amazing, treats you a bracelet bc he knows you like bracelets, holds your hand, everything to make it clear that you're his treasure

• a movie like scene, but not planned, it's just his feelings for you are worth a disney movie

• like really a true speech full of feelings and poetic stuff and beautiful words he's using all his braincells which are a lot and his whole heart and ends the whole thing with the simplest "i love you", you end up even tearing up

• maybe even i fell in love with chikara now who knows

suga:

• will leave a message on your napkin as he packs your lunch "love u💕"

• no one will understand as you blush intensely at your college's cafeteria as you unpack your lunch

• you both act normal when you get back to his apartment

• he's kinda sad bc he thinks you didn't notice the message on the napkin but actually the napkin is nicely folded and protected inside your wallet

• the next day it's your turn to pack the lunch and you leave him a napkin written "love u too💕"

• it makes his day like really 100%

• really domestic bc i thought it would be cute af

• it becomes a habit to leave napkin messages to each other, it's your thing

• the first time you two say it out loud is when you two are leaving for classes and kiss goodbye and it comes out naturally, like you're an old married couple that's used to say it for decades

• it became even more domestic and at this point it's just clear that i really love him i'm so sorry

• bonus: you both keep your fav napkin messages somewhere secret so the other doesn't find out

part 2 will be out soon (already out), probably tomorrow, with the characters that i wrote that aren't in karasuno. if, after that, the character you'd like to see still hasn't been made then feel free to request!! i promise i'm nice and will try my best to make a proper hc. also, if you want me to write further into any of these hc, from both part 1 and 2, please don't feel shy to request hehe ;)

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu tobio #haikyū!!#hinata shouyou #hinata #sawamura daichi #azumane asahi #sugawara koushi #tanaka ryuunosuke #nishinoya yuu #yamaguchi tadashi #tsukishima kei #ennoshita chikara

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