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whiskehorange · 5 years ago

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Spooky Nights (2019)

A Halloween Special! Only one of the most important nights in horror, how could I not! I’m taking this into a more comedic and lighthearted way, making this as fun as possible for you! I’m sorry it’s a tad bit short, the storm here is making it a bit hard to post large posts.

Have a Happy & Spooky Halloween kiddos!

Jason

Halloween! One of his favorite nights of the year! A night where he can go out and not get a double take look from the passing strangers. Hell, in Manhattan they might even applaud him for such a “spot on costume.” however he hasn’t been out to actually walk around in... forever. He’s absolutely terrified of knocking on the doors though, standing behind you like a giant statue as you walk up to the houses. Everyone sort of looks at him like a giant, shy child. A lot of “Awww how adorable’s” and “look at how handsome he is!” They all literally think he’s an overgrown kid

Defiantly wears a comfy sweater rather than an actual costume, but everyone loves it!

Candy Rate: 1000% He’s too sweet to say no to

Michael

You must have done some real good sweet talking to him if you managed to convince him to switch out that knife for a plastic for the night. But that’s just about all you get out of him costume wise. It’s the best time for him to be out and for him to go unnoticed, maybe scouting out some dumbasses with terrible costumes, only to fuck them up later. Will totally knock on the door, but his knocks are like FBI OPEN UP

Stays in his jumpsuit and mask, masking the smell a bit only because you told him to. Maybe, just maybe, he’ll throw a sheet over him and the two of you can be ghosts. If not, you’ll both be mechanics!

Candy Rate: 100% but only because they feel a bit intimidated

Thomas Hewitt

Has never really had the chance to ever go trick or treating. He’s seen other kids come and go in their costumes but never really saw the point. Luda Mae would sometimes put up some decorations only to be stomped on and berated by Hoyt as ridiculous. But getting out and about with you is great! Seeing all of these kids running around and being happy actually... lightens him up! He’s not one to knock on the door at first, but after seeing how nice the people are, me might give a few knocks here and there

Dressed up in the one and only 2008 Corey Taylor Slipknot mask while you went as maybe Clown or Joey. His masked idols, how sweet

Candy Rate: 80% Some people just don’t like Slipknot I guess

Billy Loomis & Stu Macher

Good God do they go all out for Halloween. No costume left behind or forgotten, no candy left on the table and certainly no booze left in the cabinet. the amount of Halloween parties the three of you hit up throughout the night is crazy. Billy’s just there for the weed, you’re just there for the candy and Stu... probably booze and bragging rights. You don’t get home until 5 am but does that really matter?

The three of you are like the 3 Stooges, but in 80′s rollerskating gear. The neon short shorts, wristbands, headbands and glow bracelets and all. Stu... certainly rocks his the best

Candy Rate: 0%-100% They don’t really go trick or treating, but they might steal some from the store to make a dash out, so that’s a win... I guess

Pinhead

Pinhead is familiar with the concept but doesn’t see the point in participating. If it’s what you call “fun” then you really haven’t experienced much in the terms of “fun”. Let him ramble on about that himself, but he eventually gives in. Refuses to knock on any door for candy. Only for him to claim that they should “be aware of his presence.” Yeah okay, just knock on the door so the kids behind you don’t have to wait that long

Doesn’t find the paper halo and Dollar Store wings amusing at all, but you get him to wear it anyways. Sometimes, you might see him strut his stuff in vain

Candy Rate: 75% Some of the more Christian Households didn’t appreciate the “vulgar” blood on the costume... oops

Harry Warden

Oh jeez oh fuck do you know how long it’s been since he’s been trick or treating? Let alone OUT and about on a HOLIDAY? I mean he doesn’t have a problem with Halloween but it’s still hella nerve wracking. Physically cannot and will not knock on any door or he might actually just turn and face the other direction to avoid any eye contact whatsoever

He doesn’t know what the hell Minecraft Steve is, but he thankful you got him in the box suit. He got to have his pickaxe spray painted blue so that was a pretty epic gamer moment

Candy Rate: 110% Gamers have the ability to raise their stats when critically low for 3.5 seconds after combat

Norman Bates

Absolutely adores Halloween, now even more so that he’s got you to spend it with! Tons of kids stop by the hotel to have their fair share of Norman’s Candy Bowl. It’s filled to the brim with king sized candy bars and almost never seems to get close to emptying before he replenishes it with even more. It’s nice to put a few smiles on the young ones faces and spend the cool, crisp night with you

He’s a simple boy and doesn’t need anything too fancy, so he’ll settle for a skeleton. He’s fascinated by watching you apply make up to not only yourself, but him as well. You did amazing, sweetie

Candy Rate: 200% For all those little kids, 500% for all the leftover bags Norman impulsively bought for the two of you

The Creeper

You weren’t getting him to dress up in anything at all, no matter how much you begged for him to get in the mood. Creeper prefers the tricking part of Halloween either way, it’s more fun. Although Halloween was more fun back in the day, but he’ll deal with it now, just for you. Isn’t scared to knock on the doors either, flashing that pretty little smile of his as a demand for only the finest candy you’ve got... or else

A cowboy babey! It’s the closest you could get to dressing him up. A little belt buckle with real guns (because what’s the point if their not?), a lasso and even some spurs on his boots. He’s got that Yeehaw smile too

Candy Rate: 100% out of pure fear and intimidation. Have as much candy as you want babe

Hannibal

Trick or Treating? No my dear, you’re met with a fine Masquerade Ball and night out on the town. The going door to door is fun and all for the kids, but let the adults have their own twisted fun. Maybe you might be able to talk him into a few scary haunted mazes or houses, but Hannibal still loves his classy, ballroom fantasies and dancing with you, but only this time a bit more fun and loose with upbeat music and strobe lights

Still elegantly dressed in a suit, a Spider broach on his pocket with an equally stylish mask alongside a slim dress/suit and mask just for you!

Candy Rate: 50%? There will be treats at the party but... they’re more cooked and decorated pastries? They get half credit, but taste great!

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wemayhavestartedthefiresorry · 4 years ago

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“Six or Seven what? Beers? Shots? Gallons?”

pairing: reader x tony stark

summary: Peter brings you to Tony’s house after a frat party. You’ve been drinking a lot and you drunkenly confess your crush on Tony. (AU where Tony is still alive after the snap and Pepper isn’t in the picture lmao.)

warnings: age gap, PTSD from the snap, mentions of alcoholism, angst, fluff, angry Tony, drunk reader

note: This one shot doesn’t really fit into the series in cannon. Reader is assumed to have helped the avengers with Thanos. I’m LIVING for angry Tony >:) I’m not a fan of Pepper Potts so lmao shes gone BYE

Tony sat in his workshop working on something that you had no chance at understanding. Especially since you were blackout drunk. Peter held your arm as the both of you walked down the steps. His music was loud but Tony often had it that way. So he didn’t notice as you stumbled down the stairs.

“Mr. Stark?” Peter tried to speak over the music but with no luck. Tony was facing the other way. You looked at him in your drunken stupor, he was terrified. “Mr. Stark?!” He yelled again, but to no avail. You couldn’t help but giggle. You wiggled yourself loose from Peter’s gentle grip and ran over to Tony. He was working on something that looked small, maybe a microchip or something smart. You carelessly wrapped your arms around him, giving him a back hug and effectively scaring the shit out of him. He looked over his shoulder with his eyebrows furled.

“FRIDAY, pause my playlist.” He called out. The music ceased almost instantly.

“Hi Tony!” you smiled widely, still hugging him.

“Who let you in here? Was it FRIDAY?” He looked at you, then Peter. “If you haven’t noticed, I have a strict ‘no children’ policy in my workshop.”

“I know, I’m sorry Mr. Stark. It’s just-”

“I’m not a child! I’m twenty three and 4 months old!” You blurted out. “Maybe you’re just older than dirt- no, older than dinosaur bones.” You laughed at your own joke, no one else did...

“You’re two hundred and eighty months old, you’re essentially an infant. Are you going to get off of me anytime soon?” Tony said.

Peter began to ramble. “We went to a party at a frat house and (Y/N) was doing shots and I was trying to get her to stop but she kept going and I didn’t know what to do and I can’t remember where she lives and she wouldn’t tell me because she didn’t want to leave the party and then she kept saying she just wanted to see you so I brought her here and I’m really sorry Mr. Stark-”

“Were you drinking too?” He interrupted.

“No, I wasn’t. I swear Mr. Stark I didn’t even look at any of the alcohol-”

“It’s okay, kid. I believe you. But you better keep it that way or I'm taking the suit.”

“No, sir. I mean- yes, sir.”

“How did you get here?”

“I took an uber.”

“FRIDAY, get the kid a ride back home.” Tony called out.

“Yes, sir.” FRIDAY responded. “A car will be out front for Mr. Parker.”

“It’s Friday Friday, gotta get down on Friday-” You began to sing off key.

“Thank you Mr. Stark.” Peter said.

“Yeah, we’ll talk more about this tomorrow...” He trailed off, looking down at the leech attached to him. Peter made his way back up the stairs to catch his ride. Tony was so warm, you didn’t want to let go. Usually you’re reserved in the way you act in front of your crushes but you were too drunk to care.

“So are you going to let go or am I your new life source now?” He asked. You peered up at him with a goofy smile but you got the hint and decided to let go. He turned around to face you. “My god,” He sniffed the air. “You smell like a distillery, and that means a lot coming from me. I literally own a distillery.”

“That’s weird,” You cocked your head to the side, “I haven’t been to a distillery.” you slurred. But something across the room caught your attention; the bar. You walked towards it to make another drink. Tony caught on to your plan quickly.

“Oh no you don’t,” He quickly stepped in front of you and crossed his arms. “I think you’ve had enough.”

“C’mon Tony, have a drink with me. I’d much rather drink with you than with some stupid frat boys anyway.” You turned away from him and took a seat in one of his desk chairs. “You’re more my speed. I don’t like hanging out with people my age, they’re too immature.”

“Yep, you’re definitely the poster boy for maturity right now. How much exactly did you drink?” He asked.

“Hm” You started to count on your fingers and mumble to yourself. You couldn’t remember how much you had actually drank. You took a guess. “Six- maybe seven.”

“Six or seven what? Beers? Shots? Gallons?”

“Maybe eight,” You got distracted and started to play with the spinny chair.

“You’re going to make yourself dizzy- Y/N, stop that.” You didn’t listen to him. “If you throw up on my floor I’m sending you the dry cleaning bill.” He said, but you still didn’t listen. He gave up and walked over and stopped the chair from spinning by grabbing the armrests. Leaving you and him face to face. For a moment you got so lost in his eyes that you forgot where you were.

“You know, you’re kinda cute when you're angry.” You reached out and pinched his cheek. You giggled, he wasn’t happy.

“That’s it, sport. You’re going home. FRIDAY-” He called out, but you cut him off before he got the chance to send you home.

“Jeez, Tony,” You whined. “Don’t be such a party pooper. I thought you were supposed to be the fun one.”

“Oh, I am.” He raised his eyebrows. Suddenly he seemed very annoyed, oops. “What’s not fun is taking a high schooler to a college party, getting blackout drunk, and making him take care of you.” His anger was subtle and masked with sarcasm but it sobered you a little bit. Your smile began to fade.

“I-” You were at a loss for words. Tony had never expressed anger at you before. “I’m sorry…”

“What you did tonight was at best irresponsible and at worst dangerous.” His temper was rising, you could tell he was reaching his boiling point. “What were you thinking? You know what, don’t answer that.” He held his finger up. “You” He pointed, “are going home.”

“Tony, I'm sorry. I mean it. It was a stupid mistake.” You began, getting more and more upset by the moment. Tears started to sting at your eyes and your voice trembled. “I won’t do it again. I just can’t be alone after everything that happened. Drinking is the only thing that makes me feel okay and I just-” You felt a tear drip down your cheek. For the past few months you had been having trouble with your PTSD from the Thanos snap. Even though it was all over, the trauma still scarred you. You used alcohol to cope.

“Shhh,” Tony’s expression softened. If anyone understood that struggle, it was him. “It's okay.”

“Please don’t be angry at me, I can’t-” you choked out as you tried to hold back your tears. “I can’t handle you being angry at me. I can handle when Steve is mad at me, I can handle when Clint is mad at me, hell, I can even handle when Nat is mad at me. But you? Not you.” Tony pulled you into a hug, petting your hair with his hand. You let yourself cry onto his t-shirt.

“I’m not angry at you. It’s okay…” He cooed. “I understand it more than anyone, trust me.” His chest was soft and warm, you loved the way his expensive cologne smelled. It seemed like a mix of pine and spice. It smelled like home. You pulled back to look him in the face. Through your dizzy drunkenness, you could feel the tension between you two. Looking into his eyes made your stomach flutter, you were sure that he felt it too. After a momentary pause, you leaned in and kissed his lips. He barely kissed back, but he didn’t reject it either. The kiss was quick, kind of like an experiment. You pulled back and stared at him, waiting for a chemical reaction. He stayed confused.

“I’ve always wanted to kiss you.” You said, breaking the silence. “I’ve liked you for a while but I’ve been too shy to say anything.” You anxiously awaited his response.

“(Y/N), I’m old enough to be your father-”

“I don’t care.” You cut him off. “I like you. I want to be with you. You’re the only person that truly makes me feel safe and that’s why I wanted to come here. I don’t want to be alone anymore. I want to be with you.” There was a long pause. Tony seemed to be thinking very carefully about what to say next. He looked at you with a mix of confusion and sympathy.

“Let’s talk about this tomorrow. I think we should get you to bed.”

“Okay…” You said, slightly disappointed but understanding that he didn’t want to talk about it. You walked up the stairs with him and he brought you to the guest room. You peered in through the open door as you stood in the frame. It was roomy and looked comfortable, but the whole reason you didn’t want to go home is because you didn’t want to sleep alone.

“You can sleep in here. I’ll just be right down the hallway, okay?” he said.

“Okay.” You replied. He began to walk away but suddenly you got the courage to speak up. “Tony?” you called to him and he turned around. “Can I sleep with you tonight?” You asked timidly. He paused for a moment.

“Sure, just for tonight.” you smiled. “But if you throw up I’m kicking you out.” He teased, you giggled as you walked towards his room. “I’m being completely serious.” You waltzed into his room and flopped down on his bed. He turned around and started rifling through his dresser.

“You can borrow my clothes to sleep in,” He said with his back turned. “I’ll probably have to incinerate them tomorrow to get the smell of whiskey out of it but here-” He turned around to look at you, but while he had been looking for pajamas you had already fallen asleep.

The next morning you woke up with a pounding headache. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes and sat up, groaning with exhaustion. You looked around at the room. Tony had fallen asleep on the comfy chair on the other side of the room, he was passed out. You looked down at your clothes. You weren’t wearing what you left the house in last night. Suddenly nausea overcame you and you ran to the bathroom as quickly as you could to throw up in the toilet. You leaned over the porcelain bowl and yacked for a while, but you felt better afterwards. You took a deep breath, washed your face and mouth out in the sink, and walked back into Tony’s room. Clearly you stirred him with your vomiting because he had already woken up and left the room. You crawled back in bed wearing Tony’s oversize t-shirt and no pants, you covered your legs with the soft plush blanket. Tony walked in.

“Good morning, Dionysus. How’s your head?” He sat at the end of the bed with a glass of water and an aspirin. You winced in pain.

“It’s just peachy, thank you.”

“Here, take this.” He handed it to you and without hesitation, you took it.

“What happened last night?” You asked, your memory was still hazy.

“Peter brought you here after you went to a frat party and you refused to go to your own home. You passed out on my bed but not before confessing your crush on me.” He stated very matter-of-factly. You could tell he was basking in the fact that you were reaping the consequences of your actions. Your stomach dropped. It all came back to you… the crying, the kiss, the confession.

“Oh no,” You shut your eyes tightly.

“Oh yes, and I believe you mentioned that I’m older than dirt. Or was it ‘older than dinosaur bones’?” You cringed. You couldn’t believe you said that to his face. “You’re quite the flirt when you drink.” You looked down at your clothes and suddenly a big question hit you.

“Oh my god, did we…?”

“Absolutely not, you came in and passed out on my bed. I figured you didn’t want to sleep in a leather skirt so I changed you…” A moment of silence hung in the air. “Don’t flatter yourself, I didn’t look.” He avoided eye contact.

“Thank you…” You felt bad for being such a pain when he was being so kind to you. “I’m sorry for um, saying all that stuff to you last night. But also for the kiss...” You took a deep breath trying to build up the courage to talk about your feelings. “I’ve had a crush on you for a while…” You awaited his response.

“I know,” He said to your surprise.

“You knew?” You said in disbelief.

“I’ve always known, Y/N. I see the way you look at me, I’m not stupid.”

“W-why didn’t you ever say anything?”

“You’re half my age, I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“Tony, that doesn’t matter to me. I don’t care about how old you are.” You assured him.

“Your drunk alter ego seems to care.” He teased.

Are you saying you feel the same way?” You asked, trying to make sense of everything.

“Yeah-” Before he could finish his sentence you cut him off with a kiss, a sober one this time. You felt him lean into you, caressing your face in his hand. Despite the age gap, it felt right. You felt safe. As your lips disconnected, you locked eyes with him. He sighed.

“What?” you asked.

“I need to find you a toothbrush,” You cracked a smile. “You smell terrible too. I’ll turn on the shower for you.” He stood up and walked out of the room. Although your head was pounding, your heart was full with joy. Tony was finally yours.

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unseenthewriter · 4 years ago

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CHAPTER 6: CHRISTMAS PRESENT

Chapter 6: 6784 Words

Fic Total: 21340 Words

Series Total: 21340 Words

The next day was the start of the weekend and I had decided that because I'd been so stressed lately it's time for me to get an Xbox 360 again. Even though I'm no longer doing any new freelance programming jobs I still have quite a bit of money I saved up.

I was in the middle of setting up the TV in my room when Dunc called. "Blue Jay." I said.

"Busy today?" He asked.

I thought for a moment about the breakfast at lunchtime conversation I had with Wilson.

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"I've got to say the fact you're not lactose intolerant but just don't like milk is slightly concerning." Wilson commented.

I glanced up from my bowl of lucky charms (without milk of course). "I don't know what to tell you man it's just gross. I just don't like most dairy." I said with a shrug.

"What dairy do you like?" Wilson asked, looking more concerned.

"Oh easy cheese and ice cream." I said.

Wilson stared at me blankly for a few seconds. "That reminds me you need a physical." He said.

I set the spoon down. "Like a check-up?" I asked.

"Yes." He said.

"Can we just not do that? I mean like you guys are Doctors I'm sure I'm fine like-" I started to say.

"You're joining the Cheerleaders. They're going to need a physical." Wilson said simply.

Ah no, he's got me there. I groaned.

Wilson looked confused. "You volunteer at PPTH, you met House as a patient in the free clinic, you don't seem to be afraid of Doctors." He said.

"Yeah I know but that was for my wrist. Physicals you have to you know… and like I'm trans so it's just awkward because I'll have to explain that to whatever Doctor it is and like God forbid if they're low key transphobic or not you know?" I ranted but then remembered that Wilson is also trans. So he just kinda stared at me like “yeah I know”.

"Well, you already know all of House's Team isn't transphobic." Wilson said.

He's right there. "But do I have to?" I pleaded.

"Yes. Schedule it with one of them today." He said.

I groaned again before getting back to my cereal.

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"Uhh I have one thing to do at PPTH." I said.

"Oh? Care to elaborate?" Dunc asked over the phone.

I huffed and put him on speaker while I started to set up the Xbox 360. "I have to schedule a physical with one of House's Team."

"In person?" He asked.

"Well I don't exactly have any of their numbers. I've never asked and they haven't offered I'm a teenager. What adult is going to offer a teenager they barely know their phone number? Makes them look like a pedophile or something I don't know." I rambled. I have Kutner's but he's out of town right now anyway.

"Can't you just call the hospital?" He asked.

"I'm like 95% House would pick up the phone so no thanks. Hi yes Dad what I've never called you Dad before oops. Well I'm NOT calling you. I'm here to talk to your Team because I hate you. That would go great." I joked.

"You haven't called him Dad before?" Dunc asked.

"Okay look I didn't know him for the first 16 years of my life and I've been calling him House since I've met him like at what point do I call him Dad? Is there like a guideline because I'd really like to know this shit is so confusing, Dunc you have no idea." I complained.

"Hmm yeah I guess that kinda sucks." He said.

"Okay but like if I did call House Dad like I had no idea how he'd react. The man might just die for all I know." I joked.

Dunc laughed. "Yeah let me know so I can record it."

"Sure thing." I said.

"Want back up?" He asked.

"You asking because you're really that bored or because you want to watch the shit show?" I asked.

"Can't it be both?" He said.

I sighed. "Yeah sure meet you there in an hour?"

"Sounds good." He said and hung up.

Well maybe it will be a little easier with Dunc there.

~~~

I was idling in the lobby of PPTH waiting for Dunc to show up. The reason that House and his team were even here today on a weekend was because of a case. I wasn't too sure of the details of this one but apparently something happened late last night.

"Take the bus?" I asked Dunc as he walked into the lobby taking off his scarf.

"Unlike you I don't have a parking spot." He grumbled.

Yeah apparently with the amount of volunteer hours I was logging I got a parking spot. It was far away but a free parking spot nonetheless. "You could've asked me to pick you up." I said.

"Your car is a piece of shit dude." Dunc replied as we made our way to the elevator.

I rolled my eyes as I pressed the button. I mean the car works just fine, that's all I could really ask for. "Not all of us are rich like you Lestrade." I said.

"Really? Because Wilson told me who your Uncle was and from what I heard when he died his money went to your Mother which I assume has gone to you now." He said as we got into the empty elevator.

I watched the doors close. I figured this would catch up to me at some point. Going to a school full of rich kids. I figured Ivy was the one who was going to figure it out though. I mean she was the one that found out about Dr. King. "I'm not exactly sure what's happening with the money." I said.

Dunc looked confused. "Why?"

"Uh I bailed from Minnesota the day after my Mom died. I've been a little preoccupied." I said.

The elevator doors open to the floor we were going to. "Why did you even bother looking for your Father if you had that much money?" Dunc asked.

"Because I don't know if I do!" I exclaimed.

A few people turned to look at us which made me freeze up of course.

"What do you mean you don't know if you do?" Dunc said quietly.

I glanced around and the few people who were watching us looked the other way. "Money was a very sensitive topic in my family. I'm not talking about this now." I said and made my way to the DDX Room.

Thankfully House wasn't there. Thirteen and Taub were the only ones in the room at the moment. Thirteen was on the computer and Taub was reading some files. "Looking for House?" Thirteen said without moving her eyes from the computer.

"Who's that?" Taub asked about Dunc.

"Uh no and this-" I started but Dunc cut me off.

"A friend Duncan Lestrade. I'm also one of Dr. Wilson patients." He introduced me.

"We both go to Princeton Prep." I said.

"You go to Princeton Prep?" Taub asked.

I looked at him blankly. Does House never talk about me? I mean that's fine I don't really care but I feel like the fact that I wear the uniform around the hospital a lot would shed some light on the subject. "Yes?"

"He pays for that?" Thirteen asked, surprised.

"I'm there on scholarship." I said with a sigh.

The looks on both of their faces went from confused to oh that makes a lot more sense.

"What do you need?" Taub asked.

I looked back and forth between the two of them. Jeez I hate this.

"He needs to schedule a physical to join the Cheerleaders." Dunc said for me.

I glared at him. I did NOT want the hospital to know I was joining the Cheerleaders just yet. I guess it's not too surprising I mean after the whole Spider-Man thing but still.

"Cheerleaders?" Taub asked.

Great job Dunc. Great job. "I used to be a gymnast." I said softly.

Taub just looked shocked but Thirteen wasn't. "When are you available?" She asked.

I blinked. "I'm here every Wednesday and Friday and most Tuesdays and Thursdays." I said.

"Next Wednesday at 3 work?" Thirteen asked.

I pulled out my phone to double-check my calendar. "Yes." I said and put it in the calendar.

I muttered thanks on my way out of the DDX Room with Dunc.

"See, was that hard?" Dunc said.

"Did you have to tell them I was joining the Cheerleaders?" I huffed.

"I mean they'll find out soon enough." He shrugged.

"I'm not so sure anymore. Like they didn't even know I went to Princeton Prep." I said.

"Yeah, that was a little weird." Dunc said. "Oh and next year you won't be able to volunteer on Fridays."

"Why?" I asked.

"Football games duh." He said.

Oh right yeah. This is going to be interesting.

~~~

I rested my head in my hands after I sat down at the lunch table. I was a bit of an idiot last night and stayed up all night gaming on my Xbox 360. Because it's December I was trying to figure out a Christmas present for House and I thought some gaming would help… It didn't. I just got no sleep and zero ideas. Wilson is easy enough. I have some props from some musicals that my Uncle gave to me a while back. Sure it's regifting but like he's more into that stuff than me. I even have some ideas for House's Team, Dunc and Ivy but House? No clue.

"What's bothering you?" Ivy asked.

I guess you could say Ivy has become my friend now? Despite her being the Cheerleading Captain she actually doesn't have many friends because she tends to piss people off. You could literally stab Dunc and he wouldn't care and I have House for a Father so it's gonna take a lot for her to piss us off.

"Trying to think of a Christmas present for House. I was up all night thinking about it." I mumbled.

"Really? I thought you were up all night playing Dragon Age Origins." Dunc said.

I glared at him. I bought the game recently. "I can multitask."

"Clearly not very well." He said.

"Yeah well, you try having House as a Father for a day and come back to me." I said.

"Can I have Wilson instead?" Dunc joked.

"No. He's actually nice." I mumbled.

Ivy looked back and forth between us. "Isn't Wilson your Doctor?" She asked Dunc.

"Yeah." He said with a shrug.

Ivy thought for a moment. "How did you two meet?" She asked.

I laughed. "Oh man, that was hilarious. You remember that Dunc."

"Pfft, how could I? I almost died from second-hand embarrassment." He said.

"Yeah, I'm so glad Wilson didn't judge me too hard on that first impression."

"Dude that's how you met Wilson?!" Dunc exclaimed.

"Unfortunately." I sighed.

"What happened?" Ivy asked, clearly annoyed that we were leaving her in the dark.

"Right so what happened was this-"

___

Part of me really wished I didn't mention that I was good with computers to Dr. Cuddy when I asked her about volunteering. Once she heard that she totally glanced over everything I said about wanting to become a Doctor someday so it would be nice to see something medical related… Yeah she immediately stuck me with Bill The IT Guy because he's like the only IT person for the whole hospital so he's a BIT overwhelmed. But you know it's fine.

The main issue I'm having now is that Bill is having me running around the hospital a lot and well I really don't know the place that well yet. Yeah I don't know it at all. I mean sure I can find my way to the lobby like 60% of the time but that's about it. I'm currently lost again. I was just grabbing myself a Mountain Dew and a Coffee for Bill at the cafeteria but got lost on my way to IT. Man I've been on so many floors today I'm not even sure what floor it's on anymore.

I turned around a few times trying to look for one of the floor signs that are usually all over the place but apparently are never there when you need them to be. If I was going to guess I was in Oncology. Because you know…

I finally found a floor sign and went over to it but unfortunately IT wasn't on there. I forgot it never freaking is. No one ever goes to IT. I did notice a cute guy my age staring at me from one of the couches. Must be taking a break from his room. I wasn't paying attention when I turned back around so that I bumped into a Doctor spilling the Coffee that I had got for Bill on him. "Oh God I'm so sorry." I said, my face turning bright red. I scrambled to get something to help clean up the mess.

"Hey it's no problem. New volunteer?" He asked, pointing at my badge.

"Y-Yeah Jay Flynn. Helping out Bill in IT because I told Dr. Cuddy I was good with computers but I do kinda wish I could be doing something else." I said without thinking. Wow Jay why the fuck did you just tell him that. He's probably going to tell Dr. Cuddy you just messed everything up.

"Ah well Bill can use all the help he can get. I'm Dr. Wilson by the way. You lost?" He asked.

My face got even redder. "Yeah I forgot where IT is." I mumbled.

"Oh that would be an issue. I guess the coffee was for Bill?" He said.

I just nodded.

"Right well-" Wilson started to say but was interrupted by the cute guy I saw earlier.

"I can show him where IT is Wilson." He said.

Wilson looked at the guy. "Have you had a walk yet?"

"No." He said.

Wilson squinted. "Alright fine."

The cute guy waited for Dr. Wilson to turn the corner before speaking up again. "Okay here's the deal. I can help you out but I need you to help me out."

I blinked. "What?"

"Right so I noticed your Princeton Prep uniform you wear around here and like dude really get some other clothes. But you might've heard of me, I'm Duncan Lestrade." He started.

Right okay wow he's just gonna do this right here right now. "Uh yeah, the dude with cancer." I said.

"Obviously. Anyway. I overheard some of your conversation with Wilson and I assume you're volunteering here because our school's medical club sucks ass." He went on.

I nodded.

"Right so I can put a word in for you with Wilson and Cuddy about volunteering over in Oncology if you tutor me in Science." He finished.

I thought for a moment. "So you're assuming that because I'm volunteering at a hospital I want to be a Doctor so I must be good at Science?" I asked.

"Am I wrong?" He asked.

"Well no but like…"

"What's the problem then?" He said.

I huffed. "Okay fine deal but I'm not calling you Lestrade like everyone else does at school."

"Why?" He asked.

"I don't know it sounds kind of classy, I don't really like it." I said.

"You go to a school full of rich people and you don't like classy?" He asked.

"I'm there on scholarship." I said.

"Hm all the more reason for you to tutor me… Jay Flynn." He said while pulling on my badge.

I pulled my badge back. "Okay, Dunc." I said.

"Really you're going to call me Dunc? I haven't been called that since I was like 6." He said.

"Yeah? Well, get used to it Dunc." I said with a smirk.

___

"You didn't even know where IT was." I said throwing a fry at Dunc.

"I obviously needed an excuse to talk to you." He said.

"He acted like such a rich prick at first." I said to Ivy.

"Yeah, I was kinda surprised when I heard the Football Kicker was hanging out with the new scholarship nerd and that you two weren't like together or anything." She said.

"I mean he was tutoring me." Dunc said.

"Oh come on everyone knows what tutoring means half of the time." She scoffed.

"What?" I asked.

Both of them looked at me. "God for how smart you're supposed to be you are so oblivious sometimes." Ivy said.

"People thought we were hooking up?" I squeeked.

"Yeah, I had to set the record straight." Dunc explained.

I looked at the two of them blankly. God, I have no idea about the drama that goes on in this school, do I? I get a bit of The PPTH drama from eavesdropping and House and Wilson but I don't really care too much. I'm more focused on my own life that has more than enough of its own drama. "You didn't think to mention it to me?" I said.

"You were uh dealing with stuff at the time." Dunc said.

I just stared at him.

"You know, coming out to House." He said.

Oh right. "Oh Ivy knows Dunc. She found out about my gymnastic past so there's stuff about me being trans. Man, that sucks that I'm constantly being outed." I complained.

"Couldn't you like change your last name?" Ivy asked.

I froze. I mean yes obviously but like the most reasonable one to change it to would be House and… "Hi for Christmas I'd like your last name House." I joked.

Dunc snorted.

"Just become a fae and steal it. You're Irish right?" Ivy joked.

"Ah yeah, simple let me just become a fae real quick." I shot back.

"We've somehow circled back to Christmas presents." Dunc pointed out.

"Ugh right, what the hell am I going to get him." I grumbled.

"A name change obviously." Ivy said.

"Ha very funny." I said.

"What's he like?" Dunc asked, trying to be helpful.

I sighed. "Yeah I thought about that but like… All I really know about is Motorcycles, Monster Trucks and Music."

Ivy stared at me for a moment. "Monster Trucks?"

"Yeah, apparently he likes to watch those I don't know." I said with a shrug.

"And you hate Motorcycles." Dunc said.

I nodded.

"Music is vague." Ivy said.

"He plays Guitar and Piano. Listens to a bunch of stuff but uh hates musicals so that's something that he and Wilson don't agree on." I explained.

"Oh, so Wilson is a musical gay shocking." Dunc joked.

"I'm pretty positive he's Bi first of all." I said.

"I'm just saying." He said.

I rolled my eyes. The bell rang signaling that lunch was over. "Well, that was no help thanks though." I said standing up.

"Sorry I can't always save your ass." Dunc said.

I scoffed. "Right gotcha."

He winked at me.

Ivy rolled her eyes. "Oh get a room."

~~~

"Bill?" I said after I walked into IT and didn't notice him right away. I set down my backpack and Mountain Dew but kept holding the coffee that I grabbed on my way up for Bill.

"Servers." A muffled Scottish accent said.

"I'll leave the coffee out here then." I said before making my way to the server closet. I leaned against the door. "What's up?"

"Just checking a few things." Bill said looking at me. "Slow day."

"Because of all of my help clearly." I joked.

"Ah well, the coffee is nice." He said with a smirk.

"Ouch, I'm hurt." I said and fakingly clutched my chest.

"Get out of my server closet." He said shooing me out of the doorway.

"Don't have to tell me twice to leave a closet." I joked.

"Ack you and your gay jokes. I guess it makes sense living with House and Wilson." He commented after locking the closet.

"Mmm, I had two Moms at one point. If I turned out to be straight that would have been surprising." I said.

Bill just sighed. "Well, I don't have anything for you to do. Does Wilson?"

"Nah he's sick of me too." I said and sat down and the desk that I have slowly taken over. I mean the dude's got a pretty big workspace just to himself so there are multiple desks.

Bill took a sip of the coffee I got for him. "Need help with school work?" He offered.

I just stared at him. Now Bill and I are, you know, friendly with each other. I'm like some of the only social interaction the man gets on some days but like normally we just shoot a few sarcastic comments at each other and he tells me to go off and fix something somewhere. But like I'm a teenager and he's like older than House. Sure I'm a bit curious how a Scottish IT Guy ended up at PPTH but I've been too busy to ask around. "How slow has it been?" I asked.

"Slow enough I've been debating calling my Ex." He complained.

I blinked. Ex? Bill is just telling me about himself? What? I sat up a little. "I mean I know I'm only 16 but like that's probably not a great idea?" I said.

"Eh it wouldn't go anywhere anyway she's in London last I heard." Bill said.

Okay, now I'm curious. "So like-" I started but was cut off by my phone. "Uh, one sec."

Warning on the way to PPTH w Ivy. Found out about ur Uncle. Can hold off 4 bit.

My face fell. Ah great. I don't really want to deal with this right now. House and Wilson still haven't caught on to the fact that I should probably have a bunch of money. Or if they have they haven't mentioned it.

"Who found out about what?" Bill asked.

I looked up. "What?"

"You're not that hard to read Blue Jay." He said.

"My friends found out something about my family and are on their way here." I said.

"House?" He asked.

"No something on my Mom's side it's complicated." I said.

"Try me." Bill said.

I texted back that I was at IT but to take their time. "Right so you know how I go to Princeton Prep?" I said.

Bill nodded.

"Right so I'm there on an academic scholarship. The reason I applied was because you know stuff with House being my Father." I said.

Bill was going to ask a question about that but I stopped him. "Look I don't have time to go into that." I huffed. "Anyway my Uncle was a pretty famous musical actor that died in a helicopter crash a while back. When he died his money went to my Mom. And when my Mom died the logical conclusion would be that I would inherit that money. So I assume my friend Ivy is about to tear me a new one for acting all weird about rich people when I'm probably rich." I explained.

Bill just stared at me for a moment. "Jay what your friends think about you having money or not is not that big of a problem."

Oh, he's right actually. This is like the least of my problems. "That's uh pretty helpful." I mumbled.

"I can be sometimes." Bill said. He stood up and threw away the empty coffee cup. "How long until they get here?"

"Well assuming Ivy's driving not long." I sighed.

Bill raised an eyebrow. "Fast driver?"

"From what I've heard." I said.

"Well good luck." Bill said while making his way to the door.

"Wait hold up you leaving me?" I asked.

"As much as I'd love to stay and hear about your high school drama I'm needed in one of the lecture halls. Don't forget to lock up when you leave" Bill said and left me alone.

This is going to be great.

10 minutes later Ivy smashed through the door with Dunc mouthing a Sorry shortly behind. "You failed to mention who your Uncle was." She said.

I looked up from my history textbook. "You never asked."

"Lestrade knew!" Ivy exclaimed.

"Wilson mentioned it to him. Not that I wanted him to." I said.

"Here you are this whole time with this 'Oh I'm not Rich Superiority Complex' when in reality you're probably richer than the both of our families combined." Ivy ranted.

I slammed the history textbook on the desk and stood up. "Look Ivy. There's a lot of reasons why I don't like talking about this but if you really want me to go into it I will." I said.

"Explain yourself." Ivy said now in my face.

"Now obviously even if I do have a bunch of money which I mentioned to Dunc I'm not even entirely sure I do. I'd much rather have my Uncle or Mother instead. Connor's money was always a sore subject for my Mom because her being a Single Mom with lots of student loans she had to come to him for help. She never wanted to. Mom was going to pay him back even though Connor said it was unnecessary but then he died and she got all of his money. Mom never touched it. I know she thought about donating it but she was so busy and never had the time to figure out what to do with it. I grew up middle class. The idea of having a lot of money is foreign to me." I explained.

The two of them stood there for a while. No one wanting to break the silence. "Look I'm sorry for misleading you two I just don't know how to handle these things very well." I said.

"Right well how about we all get something to eat." Dunc said.

"I guess that sounds like a plan." Ivy said.

I was about to say I'm still volunteering but Bill walked in. "Ah are these your two friends?" He asked.

"Uh yeah. Duncan Lestrade and Ivy Adler." I said.

"Bill Baxter. I really don't have anything for you to do Jay. You should go have fun with your friends. You won't be a teenager for much longer." He said.

"I uh but-" I started.

"No buts get out." He said.

"Right okay I guess we will get something to eat then." I said.

~~~

I was having trouble making eye contact with Thirteen. We've already done the more invasive parts of the physical but I'm just uncomfortable anyway. We're just in the middle of the questions now.

"Smoke?" She asked.

"No." I said.

"Drink." She asked.

"No." I said.

"Sexually Active?" She asked.

"No." I said.

"Thoughts of harming yourself or others?" She asked.

I paused. Technically no I haven't gotten that far yet but… "No."

Thirteen looked at me clearly noticing my hesitation. "Jay you can be honest with me. You've lost a parent it's not unusual to be experiencing-" She started.

"I'm fine." I said looking at her.

"Wilson told me he's worried." She said.

Of course, he did. I crossed my arms. "He worries about everything. Dude's not even my Dad." I said.

"If you need to talk to someone Jay you can. Doesn't matter who but I'd recommend maybe avoiding House." She said.

Yeah, House probably wouldn't be the best person to talk to.

"Can we move on?" I sighed.

She looked at me for a moment before continuing. "Do you feel unsafe at home?" She asked.

"No." I said.

~~~

After Cheerleading practice Ivy decided to drag me to the mall for Christmas shopping. Seeing as I'm still trying to figure out a present for House , I reluctantly agreed. "This is it?" I asked once we were in the Mall.

Ivy gave me a weird look as we went down the escalator. "Yes?"

"Kinda small." I said with a shrug.

"Aren't you from the Midwest? Malls must be tiny there?" She said.

"Ah well, fun fact about Minnesota is that we were the first State to have a fully enclosed indoor Mall. On top of that, I was a short drive away from The Mall of America so I was a little spoiled." I explained.

"Why do you know such random shit?" Ivy asked as we wandered into some clothing store.

"Dunno. I have a pretty good memory but like I don't really get to choose what I remember." I said.

"So your brain thinks random facts about Malls in Minnesota is important?" She questioned.

"I guess. On the bright side, I'm pretty good at trivia." I said.

Ivy just rolled her eyes. "Anyway. You have feelings for Lestrade?" She asked suddenly.

I froze just holding a random shoe in my hand. "What kind of feelings?" I played dumb.

Ivy was unamused with my attempt at playing dumb. "It's fairly obvious you have a crush on him."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I lied while setting the shoe down.

"I'm pretty positive he feels the same way." Ivy continued.

"Ha someone having a crush on me? Funny." I joked.

Ivy just rolled her eyes. "Not like you'd ever be the one to make the first move anyway."

"I know that's a sound analysis but it still hurts a little." I huffed.

"Right well you figure out a gift for House yet?" She asked.

"No. We should probably pop in the music store." I said.

"Sounds like a plan." Ivy said.

Thankfully I finally found the perfect thing at the music store.

~~~

I never really mentioned it to House or Wilson but I do enjoy Christmas quite a bit. It's not my favorite holiday. Halloween is that but I don't know there's something about it. It is a bit more somber for me personally this year because it's the first Christmas without my Mom but I'm trying to ignore that fact. So on Christmas Eve, I made my way to PPTH to drop off my presents I got for Kutner, Thirteen, Taub, Foreman, Cuddy, Chase, and of course Bill. I was humming to the Christmas songs on my iPod as I made my way to my first stop, Dr. Cuddy.

Now I know that Cuddy, Taub, and Wilson are Jewish but they all seem to be mostly non practicing for the most part. And I don't think anyone can really argue with receiving a gift right?

I took out my earbuds and knocked on the door. "Come in." Cuddy said.

"Hey." I said while walking up to her desk.

"Oh, Jay I wasn't expecting you. Nice hat." She said.

Yeah, I decided to wear my Santa hat today seeing as I'm dropping off a bunch of gifts. "Thanks! I'm just dropping off a quick gift." I said and pulled the present out of my backpack. Normally I wear my messenger bag to PPTH but I needed a bigger bag… I set the present on her desk.

"Oh wow! I didn't know you were getting anything." She said.

"Uh, no need to get me anything. I just like to give people gifts on Christmas you know. Besides you've been really nice to me and you definitely didn't have to." I said while rubbing the back of my neck.

"You know it really is a wonder how you're related to House sometimes." She joked.

"I'm a prime example of nature vs nurture." I joked back. "I need to get going though I got more people to get to." I said.

"How many people did you get gifts for?" She asked.

"Uhhh… besides House, Wilson, and my friends. Seven people?" I said while counting on my fingers.

"That's a lot." She said looking surprised.

"I guess it is. Isn't it." I said before leaving.

Next on my list is Chase. Hopefully, he's not in the middle of surgery right now.

I found him on his way out of an OR on his way to get some food. "Chase!" I called.

"Oh hey there Blue Jay." He said.

"Not gonna take up too much of your time but I got you a small thing for Christmas." I said and handed Chase the present.

"Never thought I'd see the day I'd get a Christmas present from a House." He joked.

"I mean my last name is technically Flynn but sure." I said.

"Well, thanks Jay." He said.

"Yeah, no problem dude." I said with a thumbs up before running off down the hallway.

I went into IT with You're A Mean One Mr. Grinch blaring from my iPod. Or a least as much as an iPod could. "You're A Mean One Mr. Baxter" I sang along as a joke.

Bill looked at me with an eyebrow raised. "Didn't realize you thought of me that way Mr. Flynn." He said.

"Sorry, it's my favorite Christmas song." I said with a shrug.

"That's your favorite Christmas song?" He asked.

"What can I say? It's a bop." I said.

Bill rolled his eyes. "Why are you here anyway? It's your Christmas break and I would love to not be working." He asked.

"Ah well, you see." I said and pulled out the present. "I have this for you."

"Oh." Bill said.

"Yeah think fast." I said and threw it at him.

Bill caught the present with no hesitation. "I never really took you as the gifting type." He said.

"Well, I always love to subvert expectations." I said and did a curtsy. "Anyway, I have one more stop so bye." I said and waved Bill off.

~~~

Thankfully House's Team was all there. They were doing a differential diagnosis so it makes sense that they would be. I walked in quietly trying to not interrupt. Also because seeing a real differential diagnosis live would be pretty cool.

All of them did take note of me walking in but kept shooting off ideas anyway. House shot most of them down for various reasons. "Do you four really have nothing better than that? I bet Jay could come up with something better and he's only sitting in on medical classes." House ranted at them before turning to me.

All of them were now staring at me.

I looked blankly at House. "You actually want a suggestion?" I asked.

He waved his hand in front of the whiteboard.

I set down my backpack and walked up to the whiteboard to take a better look. "Legionnaires' Disease." I said with a shrug not really sure what to suggest.

The five of them stayed quiet for a moment. "Look I'm in High School I don't really know what I'm talking about." I said softly.

"Kutner and Foreman check the workplace. Thirteen and Taub start him on antibiotics." House said.

The four of them started to get up to leave. "Oh wait! Before you leave. I have Christmas presents for you guys." I said awkwardly.

"You didn't come to show us up?" Taub said.

"N-no?" I said while scrambling to my backpack to get the presents. "Right uh here's Taub's." I said and handed it to him.

He nodded and took it.

"Foreman." I said.

"We've barely talked." He said while taking the present.

"I mean it would be rude to show up here with gifts for everyone but you." I said.

"Thirteen. Thanks for the physical." I said whispering the last part.

"No problem Jay." She said.

Taub and Thirteen left to tend to the patient and Foreman went to wait for Kutner outside. "Last but not least." I said handing Kutner his present.

"You're still on for Star Trek the day after Christmas right?" He asked and walked over to another part of the room.

"I mean yeah." I said.

"Great! Here." He said and handed me a gift back.

"Oh!" I said.

"What not expecting one?" He said.

"I mean you're the first person to give me one in return so yes?" I said.

"Oh… Well, you're a pretty cool kid. Besides you need that." He said while tapping the present he got me.

"Well you don't need what I got you but I hope you like it." I said with a smile.

"I sure I will. I better get going before House notices I'm still here." Kutner said and left.

I tucked Kutner's present in my backpack and glanced at House's office. I can only hope that he'll like what I got him.

~~~

"You know I swear we had more eggnog." Wilson said.

"Yeah weird." I said like I totally didn't drink quite a bit. House found out but he didn't care. Only Wilson is in the dark.

"Maybe you drank more than you thought." House said.

Nice cover House…

Wilson glared at him.

I bounced up to a standing position on the couch. "Right we're doing presents now. I've been waiting far too long with you two being at work all day." I said pointing at House and Wilson.

"You could've just opened them." House said making his way to the couch.

"Actually no. It's my first Christmas with you two so we're doing this at least once." I said.

And the first Christmas without Mom.

Wilson chuckled and grabbed his gift for me and threw it in my lap. "Go wild."

"For Blue Jay, you've been needing a new one of these. Love Wilson." I read the tag before opening.

My eyes lit up at the new binder. "How do you know my size?" I asked.

"He checked your laundry." House said.

"Oh. That's pretty obvious I guess." I said. "Thank you so much Wilson." I said and hugged him.

Wilson was a little surprised by the hug. Then again he doesn't know I'm buzzed so you know. "Okay, so you have to open mine for you now." I said and handed him the present.

Wilson read the tag with a small smile. "Is this?" He asked after opening the present.

"Yes! Uncle Connor gave me a lot of props from the musicals he was in. You're more into that stuff so." I said.

"That's probably worth some money." House said.

"Yeah." Wilson said wide-eyed.

I laughed. "I'm glad you like it. Here House." I said and threw him his gift.

He caught it. "Very light."

I shrugged.

House opened the present. It's a flaming guitar strap. "To match your cane." I said with a smirk.

Wilson chuckled which made me lose my composure and start laughing too.

He got up and put the strap on one of his guitars. "Bitchin." He said.

Wilson and I laughed harder.

House sat back down on the couch this time strumming some Christmas songs. He slid me a large envelope. "Here Kid."

"You got me a massive card?" I joked.

House kept playing the guitar.

I opened it. Looks like some sort of legal documents. "Is this?" I asked.

House stopped playing. "Wilson asked your friends what you wanted. Told them you said you hated how you were constantly getting outed by your last name. Even joked that you'd like a name change for Christmas." He said.

"And you're fine with it?" I asked.

He shrugged. "You're my son. Jay House makes sense."

I bit my lip. Wow okay, Jay don't cry. That eggnog definitely didn't seem like a great idea now.

House got up and put the guitar back. Once it was back I ran up and hugged him."Thanks… Dad." I said."

"Oh okay. You're definitely not getting eggnog next year." House said.

"You gave him WHAT!" Wilson exclaimed.

"Wilson we're having a moment." I whined.

"I didn't give it to him. I walked in on Jay drinking the rest of the Eggnog." House said and pulled me off of him.

Wilson pinched the bridge of his nose. "So you just covered for him?"

"He's 16." House said with a shrug.

"House not only is the drinking age 21 but he's a minor." Wilson said.

I listened to the two of them argue while I opened Kutner's present. "Oh, dope." I said.

They turned to me. "Who's that from?" Wilson asked.

"Kutner." I said and balanced the Star Trek The Next Generation DVD Box Set on my head.

Wilson just sighed.

"Oh! I should text him thanks!" I said and ran off to grab my phone in my room.

Thank 4 Sar Trek I"v ben wantin it

JF… ER WAITTT JH!!!

A few minutes later a text was sent back.

I assume u are drunk. Thx 4 matching Communicator Pin not sure what it sig means I guess I'll find out later.

I tried to explain it in another text.

Nam different nowww!

Kutner decided rightly to not respond.

AN: Wow I forgot how long this chapter was... Sorry for the long delay. This chapter has been written for a while too I have no excuse. Will I ever get to an update schedule of one fanfic update per week? Not at this rate...

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nik-the-bik · 4 years ago

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Tell us the meta about your writing that you really want to ramble to people about (symbolism you’ve included, character or relationship development that you love, hidden references, callbacks or clues for future scenes?)

Oh jeez this is the hardest one to answer for me since I never post long-form stuff lol

So I have this brand new idea that I’m workshopping (which means that none of this is gonna be specific sorry y’all) and one of my favorite parts is the character relationships of the main 4 members of my cast.

Two of the characters are children, and the other two are adults acting as their mentors.

One pair (one student and one mentor) hits it off immediately and they seem to work together really well, with the student receiving a lot of hands-on opportunities and seeing this person as a close friend very quickly.

The other pair has a very rough start, where the mentor doesn’t seem to want the student there at all, and gives him a really hard time. Mentor acts cold and is a bit of a jerk sometimes.

Over time this dynamic flip-flops.

The “rough-start” pair slowwwwwly warm up to each other and the mentor figure pseudo-adopts this boy because they’ve really developed this great bond over time.

Whereas the other pair...well... the mentor who seemed really cuddly and endearing at the beginning actually develops a villain arc. Oops!

Anyways I hope this answers the question despite its vagueness. Thanks for asking!

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moramortar · 5 years ago

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Friend reacts to all DR1 and SDR2 characters

Sayaka- nice?? Like she looks nice but she might actually kill you. Ya know like the shy one that decides “you know what? I’m. Gonna shoot up a school”

Mukuro junko- she looks like your typical girl that starts arguments and issues in the classroom but everyone still loves her and tries to ignore the fact that she’s a raging bitch. She’s still pretty though!

Leon- ummm he kinda looks like a dad but like not a very good one. Like he looks like a punk rock dad that left his kids with their drunk mom.

Chihiro- she looks pure, like no ones ever wronged her, like she hasn’t experienced real life. *shes a boy* oops. Well—

Mondo- oh jeez. He honestly looks like an armadillo, he looks like your typical tough guy that ya know writes poetry in his room but doesn’t tell anyone. Lowkey looks like dean winchester

Taka- he seems like the guy that would like,, dance a lot at a party, like that crazy one, but he’d probably be scary like one of those scary drunks. I’d probably be his friend.

Hifumi- he seems annoying, like that kid that walks in a class thinking everyone likes him but he’s lying to himself cause everyone hates him

Celeste- umm. The Emo of the class. But really nice though! Just really emo

Sakura- oh wait yeah this is a girl right? I forgot about that. The guys are scared of her bc they wish their thighs were as thunderously elegant as hers and girls are scared of her bc she looks like she’d literally mess them up.

Mukuro- she seems like, like a book writer or an artsy person. She has plants in her room that she calls her children but seriously her eyes make her seem like she could be a serial killer. She could be Ted bundys long lost daughter *shes a soldier* wiTH THOSE ARMS?? NO. ITS LOKE TELLING ME TO BE THOR FOR A DAY.

Makoto- he seems like the kid that everyone just kinda pushes to the side but I’d be friends with him cause he’s cool. He might be a musician or an artist of some kind. Probably gets in fights frequently but he’d probably look good with a black eye so it’s ok

Byakuya- umm... he looks like that preppy kid that I would hate but he’s probably a nice guy it’s just I would lowkey wanna Stab a spork through his eye. Specifically a spork cause they’re superior.

Toko- she definitely looks like someone that people would not think could do karate or some kind of violent action. She looks like she wouldn’t be capable of commiting a murder but she honestly could. Like choke her with her braids or something.

Genocider- interesting. She reminds me of that guy from kiss. I think that’s his daughter. I’d probably be friends with both. She seems like a cool person, she’d probably kill me but I’d still be friends with her.

Hina- she looks like she’d be on the swim team, she seems like just a regular teenage girl but she might be a dancer but that’d be rough cause she’s packing a lot in her chest area. Yeah but she looks like an athlete.

Hagakure- hm. He looks like he goes to the beach a lot, like he looks like a beach boy. Idontknowsasjsh yeah he seems like an ordinary guy, I don’t know why he thinks wearing flip flops.... HONESTLY I don’t like guys that wear flip flops.

Kyoko- she looks like she came straight out of twilight not gonaa like, she looks like she’s friends with the emo girl from earlier. Like one of those pastel emos that still listen to blood on the dance floor. She seems innocent but could still mess you up like full karate chop on the neck. I love her hair.

Monokuma- hhh ok so I know he’s like not good. But honestly he’s so adorable I’d probably pick him up and cuddle him. He’d probably rip my neck out but that’s ok. *he would explode if you poked him up* ahahah oof. It’d be worth it

Junko junko- wait she looks similar to the other girl that has the same hairdo. She looks like she’s a hardcore headbanger rocker. Overall she seems like a nice person but she’s probably crazy. She seems like an Aquarius. She’s a partier. Either an Aquarius or a Capricorn *SHES ACTUALLY A CAPRICORN OMg*

Twogami- Oof. Umm he looks like someone that I would literally think about killing. Like literally he looks so annoying like those kids that would annoy others. WAIT IS HE THE SAME GUY AS THE OTHER ONE like they look similar but he looks chunkier.

Teruteru- he looks like a chipmunk but like Alvin and the chipmunks probably wouldn’t accept him. He probably cooks nice cause he has a tiny chef hat.

Mahiru- she seems nice like she likes to walk around in nature and take aesthetic photos. Probably likes to dye her hair cause that’s not a natural red. She seems like a nice lady

Peko- umm she looks like a mean girl like also she gives off vibes of innocent like it’s kinda confusing. She looks like she has a weapon. She looks like the kind of person that would play with swords.

Ibuki- she definitely looks like a punk rocker. But she looks like a fun person. She likes to have a good time.

Hiyoko- she kinda looks 12??? But umm she seems like a really innocent person but ifk what’s going on with her hair. It’s better than the armadillo guy but still. She looks like someone you’d call a bean

Mikan- she looks deranged. Like I would say borderline depressed but she’s almost there. She looks like she’s seen some shit. Maybe go to the salon.

Nekomaru- ??????? He looks like wolverine. But he looks like a typical action movie star. Brobably a bad guy but that’s ok. Legit don’t mess with him.

Mechamaru- well now I’m just confused. Well he sure as heck don’t go beep hoop beep boop. He has a higher language than that. He looks like he’d mess u up if you wronged him. *hes the same as the one before* oh yeah they have the same shoulders.

Gundham- !!!!! I love his hamsters. I don’t even care if he’s a psychopath I’d be friends with him. He looks like he’d be one of those people from PETA!!! He cares more about animals that humans. Which is a big mood. lookatthelittleoneonhisshoderomgg

Nagito- um yeah that one idk if it’s a he or she but it looks like she is like idk but she’s mental. She kinda looks confused psychotic, j don’t have a third word. *its a guy* oh ok so that dude looks like that. His hairs crazy like a tornado went through it.

Chiaki- she seems pretty innocent. She looks like a freshman in high school before they’ve seen all the crap you gotta deal with. Yeah she honestly is like the baby of the whole thing. She hasn’t experienced life enough to destroy the earth.

Monomi- this ones pribabyl dangerous too but I’d love him until he kills me. (Muffled rambling about pronouns) would have as a pet or child. Idk if it speaks.

Hajime- so if he just like cuts off that random piece out of his hair he seems like a chill guy minus the penis sticking out of his head. I’d probably date him but like what is up with that hair.

Izuru- another punk rocker probably but honestly he seems like he’s distant from others. He lurks in the back waiting for his turn to do crazy shit. He sees all. Literally Jesus.

Akane- hoe of the class. That’s it. She seems nice though but like I think she needs a new bra and a new shirt. No shade that’s just not how you should be dressing to go to school. That was basically how my sister dressed to go to school.

Fuyu-I don’t like him. He doesn’t seem like a nice person. He seems like that lawyer that everyone hates. It’s just their job to be assholes ya know. Like that kid who’s over privelidged

Soda- wait that’s supposed to be a guy right. He kinda looks like he works on cars but like he seems like a funny quirky just like overall funny guy. Probably a little crazy. Probably an Aries idk. Yeah he seems like he can be crazy but does his job well-ish.

Sonia- I’m conflicted bc she seems like a nice person but she also sends like the kind of person that seems innocent but will blackmail you. Like she knows all your secrets. I like her hair though.

#danganronpa trigger happy havoc #super danganronpa 2 #danganronpa

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inevitablekickline · 5 years ago

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What is Buttons biggest Strength and Weakness in your opinion?

Oh jeez, big question right off the bat LOL! A good question, however!

I’d say that Buttons really struggles with where to draw the line sometimes with jokes. Especially when it comes to newcomers. Like, when Buttons jokes about Race trading his mother for cigars, it’s because they know they can joke about it, since they know Race and Romeo and those guys well. However, the jab at Les soon after about having both parents is half-regretted soon afterwards, because this is a little kid. While Buttons is still a bit peeved that these two up-and-up kids are selling papers just because that was their option until their dad is fine (unlike many of these Newsies, who couldn’t exactly go back to a family anyways), they aren’t going to villainize the poor kid for talking. Yeah, it stings because of Buttons’ family issues, but this poor kid didn’t ask for this. Everyone’s just a bit tender about some of these issues, and they all tend to hide it with snappy comebacks so to not tarnish their ego or their public image. (I tend to ramble when I’m coming up with stuff, so if this doesn’t make sense...oops)

In terms of strengths, however, Buttons is really skilled with sewing. Didn’t exactly always come in hand, given their name (I can’t give all of it away, can I?), but whenever any of the newsies have a rip in a sock or a shirt or pants, if they can snag a bit of thread and a needle (never keep a needle on your person, Buttons found that out the tough way), a quick fix is on its way! Buttons actually learned to sew before starting to sell papes, actually, when they still stayed at home most of the time...

ask me questions about my interpretation of Buttons in my production of Newsies!

#newsies #newsies buttons #buttons #all about buttons #goodandevil18 #steph answers #not rp #not cosplay

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cinaminho · 6 years ago

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♡Preference 5♡:He's secretly in love with you (Hyung Line)

(Soon I'll be writing about Seventeen)

P.S. (and twice)

Jin:

It was just a normal day for you and him... Normal day translation: Shopping day.

For him...

"Ahh Y/n isn't this wonderful? In public, people, the air is nice, food, drinks, shopping. You know I could go on" Jin said as he looked in the windows of stores you both passed by as you were both in the largest mall in your city. "You do realize I've barely done any shopping because I've been carrying YOUR shopping bags?" You said annoyed as Jin didn't notice you were struggling to keep up behind him until he stopped to turn around and look at you nearly panting on the malls floor, Jin soon broke out into his famous laugh as be turned red while pointing at you and holding his stomach. You growled and Decided to leave his bags in the middle of the mall floor and brushed passed him aggressively and Jin soon opened his eyes shocked by the force of your little body. He watched you walk to sit on a bench near the food court then he looked to where you were just standing to see his bags as he ran towards them "Y/n! You can't just leave my things here" he whined as he grabbed the bags and walked over to you. You looked at him with a bored expression "Now ask me if I give a fuck about your stupid bags" You sassily said... "Do you-" "No".

It was silent for a few seconds. "Well while we're here I guess I might as well tell you the news" you said smiling up at Jin as he sat down and you hadn't realized it yet but your smile was one of his favorite things in the world "News ,What about?" He asked sitting his bags to the side. "I am seeing someone." You said looking in his eyes hoping he'd be excited and not over protective but , he was too lost in your words to even react.

"Jin... Jin... Jin!! Hello I know you can hear and see me boy" you say shaking his shoulder "what? Ohh yeah I can see you, sorry I was just-- processing the information... How long?" He asked trying not to let his voice sound dissapointed though he was... He really, really was. "Now it's not that serious yet" you explained "Yet?" Jin Chuckled but was deeply hurt "Yeah I mean you never know" you shrugged. "I just wanted to tell you because you know you get over protective but you're taking this well" , Jin simply nodded "so you good right?" You asked as Jin simply hummed staring at the bench space between you two "good now get up and you're carrying your own bags now" you laughed before walking away and leaving Jin by himself In thought.

"The only reason I was overprotective was because I was trying to scare them away.. Because I love you" Jin mumbled to himself. "Jin c'mon!! PINK Is having a sell and you know I love my lotions" he heard you say and quickly looked up "Hm? Oh yeah I'm coming" Jin got up grabbing all his bags and smiled at you "let's go" he said but as you turned around he Instantly Took off his fake smile. Although you said it wasn't serious yet he couldn't help but feel he'd lost you completely already. He didn't want you to be serious with this guy whoever he was or, anyone else for that matter, he wanted it to be him and only him that'd you'd get serious with. He just didn't tell you that.

Yoongi:

"Alright.. This is the last time" you panted out as you laid beside him. He looked over at you confused while covering both your exposed bodies with his silk sheets "what? Why?" He asked still out of breath from your passionate session just moments ago.

"Because Y/n got a maaann" you sung and looked at him smiling but Yoongi's face fell slightly however you couldn't tell because you had looked away towards the ceiling. It was silent for a good minute "when" was all he said bluntly trying to hide his hurt because despite your agreement he thought you both knew deep down that 'friends with benefits' didn't just stay that for long. He thought you both knew and maybe you both felt something but it was a one way love once again. "Last night in the middle of our first round I saw the text from the bedside table but I was too caught up in bliss.. In you..to stop and answer so, we have to stop Yoongi.. No more hooking up baby boy... I'm Sorry" You said and kissed his temple before getting up and grabbing your things . Yoongi felt a lot at the moment;

Love..

Jealousy..

But most of all Regret..

Because he didn't tell you that this was more than hooking up for him because maybe then you would've felt the same and who's to say you didn't? Maybe he just took too long probably and you wanted to move on. "Okay , I'm gonna shower then head out mmk?" You sighed as you walked into the bathroom and closed the door before turning on the shower "yeah" Yoongi whispered. He sat up in the bed and ran his hands through his bed hair before groaning into his hands and throwing a pillow across the room in anger "I'm too late".

Soon you came out the bathroom as steam followed and you looked so fresh and new , Yoongi always admired that you were a clean person. "Well I'm going... I guess this is it but we're still cool you know that'll never end" you assured him as he got out of bed and putting on his discarded boxers and walked you to his hotel room door and opened it "mhm" is all he said "don't worry I'm not gonna just jump in bed with him I'll make him wait a while" you laughed, Yoongi adored that sound more than you'd ever know.

"It was fun" he said as you nodded. You stepped out of the hotel "Y/n" Yoongi said making you turn to him "Yes baby?" ...Jeez you're killing him but he thought it was too late "Uh-- just take care" he said and you smiled softly "I will" and with that you walked away and Yoongi closed the door before leaning against it.

"Why'd you have to find someone"

Hoseok:

You guys were in the park just walking along near a pond and looking at the different flowers . "Today is just amazing" you sighed and Hobi looked at you "You're amazing" he said in a daze while looking at you "well thank ya much Hobi" you smiled. He realized how he may have sounded but it was too late "yeah you're welcome" he blushed slightly "now why is My hobi bear blushing?" You teased making him roll his eyes playfully "no reason so stop" he grinned as he pushed your shoulder softly "mhmm.. Well I wanna tell you something exciting" you looked at him and he stopped making you do the same "that is..?" "Guess who just made it official with DARRIN" You said happily cheesing, "Hmm.. I don't know" Hobi pretended not to know making you smack your lips "quit playing you know" . "Ohhh yeah it's you... Congrats" he said smiling his beautiful smile that complimented his cheek bones.

"Thank youu" you said and leaned up on your tippy toes to kiss his cheek before grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the icey cup stand "c'mon I'll buy us both one" you squealed because you loved cold things on a hot day "be there in a sec I wanna- feed the birds" he lied but you didn't catch it and just ran towards the stand "aye !! you better wait I have money!" You yelled towards the stand making hobi chuckle.

He soon found himself feeling as if he wanted to cry and looked at a squirrel that stood in front of him "The angels in the Sky couldn't have held this one for me? Just her." He said as if the squirrel understood him. "HOBI! I'm gonna eat yours too if you don't bring your ass on" you yelled "coming!" He shouted back and jogged to you feeling as if his heart would give out from the pain of you not being his... It was unbearable.

(Oops I put his before Joonie's sorry)

Namjoon:

"Let's play dance dance revolution"

"I hate that game and I dance enough as it is.. Choose another"

"Monopoly"

"I broke or lost the pieces"

"Clue?"

"That game is creepy I don't know why"

"NAMJOON WHAT THE FUCK" you groaned at your picky friend as you stood at your game shelf but he laughed "I'm sorry.. How about we just talk? I always love our conversations you know" he said and patted a spot for you to sit on the couch next to him. You went and sat next to him "alright so tell me what's been going on in the reality TV worthy life of Y/n" he joked "shut up stupid" you mumbled making him laugh hysterically. "BUT IF YOU MUST KNOW!" You yelled to make him stop laughing "okay, okay continue my bad" he said stifling his giggles and you just rolled your eyes.

"Ya girl got herself a man now" you said playfully wiggling your eyebrows and for some reason Namjoon had became more interested in what you were saying "oh? .. Who's the guy? Tell me more about him" he said resting his chin on his knuckles, you didn't realize it but Namjoon wasn't really interested in the guy he just wanted to know what he had that he himself didn't... What made you fall for him and not see that Namjoon had fell for you? "Wellll he's around your height, yummy omg! Works at car dealer ship, his own house, no kids which means no baby mamas AND, his family is the sweetest" you rambled on about your mystery guy.. You'd already met his family? Wow.

"Met his family already? Must be serious" he sighed while looking at one of the pillows on the couch "getting there I guess" you shrugged "but I'm happy" you added. Namjoon smiled 'oh well' he thought "well if you're happy then of course you know I am" you grinned "yesss which is why I love you and to show that I do I made some chicken I'll be back with the plates!" you said as you walked away but not before kissing his forehead.

"I love you too ..but I guess it's not in the same way" he said to himself.

Hmmm you like? PT 2.? Maybe if you guys want it Reblog to let me know. I hope you enjoyed this babies💓

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minniemonu-reverie · 6 years ago

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SRK: Part Two- Time For Coffee?

~Super Rich Kids~

Master List in bio

Part Two – Time for Coffee?

Genre: Humor, fluff, smol angst

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Class couldn’t have ended any sooner. Being surrounded by seven severely attractive males was taking a toll on your mental state. You could feel daggers being shot at you every time Namjoon turned around to talk to one of the others. Jimin kept leaning around you to talk to Hoseok and made sure to smile at you every, single, time he brushed against you. At least they stopped trying to make you converse seeing that they were caught up amongst themselves. On top of that, your professor had given a semester long assignment. Woo hoo. You were paired up anonymously, the teacher knew who was paired of course, and you were going to spend the semester editing your partner’s assignments. At the end of the semester, you would find out who you were with, but you really didn’t care. You were moving very slowly to pack your things, seeing that you didn’t have another class for a couple hours, and you figured the slower you packed up the faster the guys would leave without trying to drag you along.

You already told Remi you were on your way to the coffee shop she worked at, but it was getting there without any of these random guys that was posing to be the problem. “Hey, Y/N! Are you doing anything? Do you have another class to get to? You should come hang out with us!” Suddenly, you felt an arm around your shoulders, and you felt your temperature rise, and why couldn’t you just get to Remi? WHY? “Sorry, I have plans.” You muttered, shifting out of the embrace of Jimin and continuing to put your things away. You grabbed your bag and looked up at him. He had a pout on his face and your heart sank. Precious bean. “Planssss? But what about meeee?” Jimin whined, giving you puppy dog eyes. This guy made you straight soft, but you rolled your eyes to try and fight off the feelings taking hold of you. “What about you? Who are you? We literally just met, and I don’t feel comfortable going somewhere with a bunch of guys I don’t know.” You watched Jimin’s face fall into despair and your heart ached. Oops. Maybe that was a little harsh. “I’m sorry. I just, I’m having a rough morning…” You stutter out, shifting uncomfortably.

You hear a “humph” behind you and automatically knew who it came from. Mr. Holier Than Thou himself. Namjoon had his messenger bag on and looked impatient. “Are we leaving, or are we going to stand here all day?” He huffed. You could’ve sworn he was about to start tapping his foot like he was your mom. “Jimin, stop harassing the poor girl and let her leave.” Yoongi spoke up, giving you a shy smile before grabbing Jimin and moving him away from your personal bubble. Instant relief flooded through you, even though you were annoyed with Namjoon. “Jeeze guys, I was just trying to be nice.” Jimin mumbled, looking awfully hurt. Why was he having this effect on you? He looked like a soft little lamb and you just wanted to bring his smile back. You felt like you were going to regret your next actions, but your day was already a train wreck so why not continue down the path of destruction? “Well,” You started, and felt all 7 pairs of eyes shoot to you. You looked at your feet. “I mean, I don’t have my next class for a couple of hours…” You looked up to see Jimin’s face light up, and Namjoon looked even more unimpressed. “I was going to visit my friend at work, she works at a coffee shop, but if you want to come with me, I guess I wouldn’t mind?” Jimin almost tackled you to the ground in delight. “AW YEAH! LET’S GOOOO! Tae, you’re coming right? Kookie? Jin? Guys?” Taehyung nodded enthusiastically, coming around to your other side and slinging his arm around you. “I would never pass up getting treated to coffee by such a beautiful lady.” Jin said, running a hand through his hair and giving you a devilish smirk. Jungkook smacked Jin on the back, causing him to trip. “NOT COOL!” Jin bellowed, adjusting himself and shooting Jungkook a glare. “What isn’t cool is whatever the hell you just tried to do.” Jungkook chided, giving Jin his signature bunny smile. “I’m in if that coffee shop has banana milk and an outlet for my phone. Playing games for the past two hours really drained it.” You burst out laughing, covering your mouth to try and stop yourself from being embarrassed once again. It didn’t work. A chorus of “aww” echoed around you as the guys gushed over you. “Don’t worry, there’s banana milk, and I’m sure we can find you an outlet for your phone.” You answered between giggles, and suddenly you felt a little more comfortable with this random group of guys. Yoongi, Hoseok and Namjoon weren’t coming along. They had “other important things” to deal with. Which sounded shady af, but no one seemed to answer your questioning glance. Hoseok and Yoongi gave you waves goodbye, but Namjoon just stormed away as if you had done something incredibly offensive to him.

“Okay, so what is his problem?” You huff, crossing your arms. The five of you were finally outside and headed over to the coffee shop. You didn’t have time to text Remi that you were bringing some new “friends”, so you hoped she wouldn’t freak out, but you knew she would. She wasn’t a subtle lady when it came to reactions. Hopefully she wouldn’t die from a heart attack. “Oh, don’t worry about Namjoonie.” Taehyung snickered, tossing his head back to look at you. “He’s just in a mood today. Things haven’t been going very smoothly lately and he just decided to take his anger out on you. Purely because you caused a scene right in the middle of his speech. He doesn’t hate you though, I promise.” You give him a skeptical look. “Sure didn’t seem that way. I felt him trying to light me on fire with his eyes.”

Jimin ran up beside Taehyung and linked arms with him, forcing him to fall back in line with you. “So, why were you late anyway Y/N?” “Ugh, I woke up late. I forgot to set my alarm.” “Common mistake, but hey, if it didn’t happen, we wouldn’t be going for coffee right now!” “I guess you’re right… So why are all of you here anyway? Are you new?” Jimin and Taehyung giggled to themselves, and Jin spoke up. “Yeah, we’re all transfer students. The seven of us grew up together, our families are really close. We were in private school for most of our lives and our parents thought it would be good for us to see the world, so here we are. Expanding our horizons.” “I don’t need to expand my horizons, I need to expand my closet!” Taehyung interjected. “Do you have any fancy little boutiques here? If they make a good enough impression on me, I’ll model their clothes in my next shoot.” You stopped in your tracks, a big question mark written on your face. “What do you mean? Are you like a model or something?” Taehyung beamed his boxy smile. “Oh, I’m not just a model, I am the model.” Jimin smacked his arm. “Excuse me, you’re not the only model Tae.” Your mouth fell open as you stared at the duo beaming at you. Of course, they were models, just look at them. Good God, what have I gotten myself into? “We’ll show you some of our photoshoots once we get to the coffee shop, you’re in for a surprise.” Jimin winked and took Taehyung by the arm and away from you so they could discuss what they were going to show you.

Jin and Jungkook replaced them at your side. “And what do you two do? Are you some sort of secret undercover spy? No wonder everyone was so into you guys in class before I made a fool of myself! Why didn’t you tell me you guys were like famous or something?” You shrieked, feeling extremely vulnerable that the only accomplishment you had was that one time you ate ten tacos, and the only person to witness that was Remi. “Oh, no. I’m not famous. I’m actually training to be a chef. My parents just wanted me to make sure I had a back up plan in case things didn’t work out. Which, I totally agree with, but it is really hard to keep up with everything sometimes.” Jin explained, stuffing his hands into his jean pockets. Jungkook didn’t look eager to share his story, and Jin nudged him. “Ah, I haven’t really, uh, figured out what I want to do yet. I’m kinda just here for the ride so far.” Jungkook looked down in embarrassment, shrugging his shoulders.

You reached your hand out to him, awkwardly giving him a light pat on the head. “No worries, I didn’t know what I wanted to do for a long time, and sometimes I wonder if what I’m doing is the right thing. We never really know what path we’re going to end up on, but all you can do is make the most of it.” Jungkook gave you a sincere smile, and you saw Taehyung pretend to wipe a tear from his eye. “That was beautiful Y/N.” You blushed profusely, tucking your hair behind your ear. “I was just being honest. I didn’t really mean to come off philosophical or anything.” “Just take the compliment baby girl.” Jimin said with a wink. You audibly choked, making the guys stare at you with concern. “Sorry,” You rasped, “I just did not expect that. Baby girl?” “What? You don’t like it?” He gave you his fake pouty face, making you cave instantly. “No, it’s fine, I just. I. Uh.” “SO,” Taehyung interrupted, saving you from your awkward rambling. “What are you doing with your life Y/N? Do you have a job? What are your future goals?” “Oh, uhm…” You couldn’t tell them about your part -time job. It was far too embarrassing. It was bad enough that they gushed this hard over you, if they found out you worked at a maid café? You were going to be royally screwed. Images flashed through your mind as you saw yourself in uniform and all seven of them at a table, demanding odd things from you. You cringed inwardly. “Yeah, I have a job. I’m a server at a small restaurant. Also, I’m obviously studying English. I plan on being a writer.” “Oh, a writer? That’s so cool! You should talk to-” Jin smacked Jungkook on the head. “Dude.” Jungkook laughed nervously. “Oh, right. Sorry.” Your eyebrow shot up, a distrustful look crossing your face. “I’ll just pretend that you aren’t being weird, since we have finally made it!” You stop in front of a cozy looking hole in the wall café, your arms outstretched.

The guys all got super excited and rushed around you to get inside. You shook your head and followed them in. You heard the familiar bell jingle as the door swings. You instantly relax, this is one of your safe places and even when Remi isn’t working, you two frequent here. You had been coming here since the beginning of your friendship and eventually Remi was hired on as a barista. The feel of the café is very intimate and cozy. Fairy lights hang around the walls and there are mismatched chairs and eclectic décor. The coffee shop also doubles as a book store. There are stairs that lead up to a second seating area, and there are bookshelves scattered around. The scent of coffee is strong, and your mouth starts to water. The guys have already found a table by the window and are waiting for you to join them. Suddenly, a pair of hands grab your shoulders and pull you behind a bookshelf.

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ferns-garden · 6 years ago

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Girl Advice (Michael x Brooke)

Chapter 1 - Dating Girls

Read it on Ao3 here!

This was originally for @robot-anon‘s competition, buuuuut I took it too far and now it’s a multi-chapter fanfic. “Oops”

“Jeremy. Jeremiah. My heterosexual friend. My cishet pal. My dude,” Michael rambled, totally not trying to avoid whatever he’d called Jeremy over to talk about.

“You’re rambling, Mike. Just spit it out,” Jeremy mumbled in response. Michael nodded and took a deep breath before letting it out.

“I need girl advice. Like, dating girls advice.”

There was a short pause, in which Jeremy gave Michael the most confused look Michael had ever seen.

“Michael, you’re gay,” Jeremy stated plainly, causing Michael to suddenly shift forward in his beanbag and startle Jeremy.

“I THOUGHT SO TOO, DUDE!” Michael exclaimed, waving his hands. “Like- I’ve only liked dudes before. Jake? Hot. Rich? A solid maybe. But girls? Always been a pass for me! Until, like, yesterday-ish!” Michael flopped back into his beanbag, dragging a hand through his hair.

Jeremy cocked an eyebrow, grinning slightly. “So what you’re saying is… you have a crush on someone?”

“Yes!” Michael exclaimed. “Not just, like, some random gal either! I’ve known her for, like, a year now!”

“Oh my god, do you mean Christine?!” Jeremy asked, eyes wide. “You know she’s dating Rich, right?”

Michael made an exasperated noise in response, nodding. “Yes, I do,” he huffed, crossing his arms. “It’s not her, though. It’s Brooke.”

There was a moment of silence before Michael heard Jeremy snickering. Michael gasped, sitting up. “Traitor!” He accused in mock-seriousness. “I’m here in emotional distress and you laugh at me?! How dare!”

That just made Jeremy laugh harder before he got control over his giggles. “Okay, okay, I’m here to help, man. For real,” he said, giving Michael a soft smile. Michael smiled back. “But there’s, like, nothing I can do to help.” Michael stopped smiling.

“Damn. You’re, like, my go-to het friend,” Michael grumbled. Jeremy punched his arm playfully in response, chuckling.

“Shut up, man!” Jeremy joked, falling back into his beanbag chair with a giggle. “But for real- what made you notice? Like, what made you realize you liked Brooke?”

Michael blushed lightly, shrugging and sinking into his chair a bit. “I dunno, man, just, like… she’s just super nice and so smart and giggly…” He paused for a second, smiling at the ceiling. “I think I realized yesterday, when we were all at the mall together. Like, we were wandering around in one of those fashion joints and she came up behind me and told me to follow her. She showed me this display of patches n’ shit and said she noticed I liked patches so she thought of me.” Michael let out a big, happy sign and stuffed his hands in his pockets. “I guess just kinda the fact that she thought of me solidified it? I dunno, man.”

Jeremy gave a soft “awww” and put his hand to his chest. “That’s super sweet!” He chirped. “Super sappy, though.”

“Shut up, man. You were the same way with Christine!” Michael protested, crossing his arms before looking back up at Jeremy. “Speaking of relationships, how’re you and Chloe doing? Still good?”

A light blush dusted Jeremy’s cheeks as he gave a shy smile. “We’re still doing great, yeah,” he replied, glancing away. “She recently started, um, started gymnastics! Well, she didn’t start gymnastics, but she told me about it recently!”

“Oh sweet! Have you seen her do it yet?” Michael asked, leaning forward a bit in his beanbag chair.

At that, Jeremy’s blush darkened and he gave a nervous chuckle. “Uh, yeah, she has! She’s, um, she’s super good at it. Like, it’s so beautiful how she’s just s-so, um, so confident i-in what she’s doing! She’s also just, uh, j-just, like… crazy flexible, a-and the costumes she wears for her performances, and-” Jeremy rambled, face progressively growing darker before Michael cut him off.

“Jeez, okay, ya perv. I get it, gymnastics are sexy,” Michael teased, smirking at Jeremy. The taller was instantly stammering, embarrassed.

“Gymnastics a-aren’t sexy, Michael!” Jeremy blurted out, flapping his hands slightly. Michael replied with a mumbled “Whatever you say,” which made Jeremy fall back into his beanbag chair with a huff. “I’m seriousssss,” he groaned, crossing his arms.

“I know,” Michael chuckled. “Doesn’t mean I won’t tease you for it, though.”

Jeremy rolled his eyes, huffing. “Whatever, man. Let’s just, like, play AotD or something. Enough feelings talk.” He paused for a moment. “Unless you have anything else to confess?”

“Wouldn’t call it a ‘confession’, but nah. That was it. Brooke’s pretty hot,” Michael hummed in response, earning a nod from the other boy.

“Gotcha. Level 10 of AotD it is, then.”

“You did what now?” Michael asked his friend, who shifted nervously across the shitty cafeteria table from him.

“Kinda sorta set you up. On a date. W-with Brooke, though!” Jeremy explained, fidgeting with Chloe’s hand in his. The brunette nodded, giving a small smile.

“Jer and I have been planning on going out to a movie or something for a while, soooo I thought, why not bring our best friends to help these nerds find happiness with each other?” Chloe explained. Michael was quiet for a minute before squinting at her. “Bringing me was originally a joke, wasn’t it?”

Chloe nodded. “Pretty much.”

“Well, I appreciate the honesty,” Michael mumbled, rolling his eyes. He stood up, tray and half-eaten lunch in hand. “So, when is this thing?”

“Tonight?” Jeremy offered sheepishly.

Michael shrugged. “Could be worse. I’ll see you there,” he hummed, turning around and taking a step before realizing his mistake. “Where is it, by the way?” He asked, turning back to face the couple.

Chloe shrugged, taking a sip of her iced tea. “We’ll figure it out later. Jer’ll text you the details.”

“Cool, cool,” Michael nodded, calmly turning around again and heading to the trash can. Little did anyone else know, Michael was anything but calm. He prayed his hands weren’t shaking as the realization hit him that he was going to go on a double date with Brooke. He was going on a date with Brooke.

“Tonight” couldn’t come fast enough.

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enoughrunning · 6 years ago

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BASICS:

Name: Stella Age: 24. Pronouns: She/Her. Sexuality: Bisexual. Zodiac sign: Cancer. Taken or single: Taken.

Four Things About This Blog:

1. I mention this all the time, but I like to consider myself dual canon. I haven’t read the books yet, but I have people helping me stay up to date with details I might need to know whilst I save up the money to read them. Tbh a lot of times that Jocelyn is now louder than show Jocelyn so yolo idek what my Jocelyn is anymore.

2. This should be pretty obvious but like....fuck what freeform did with Jocelyn, okay? They didn’t deserve her. Like don’t get me wrong, the show exposed me to this world so I’ll always have a fondness for it, but there are some mistakes I’m like “guys...I’m in the business...there’s no business reason for this ur just dumb”. So yeah, I salt about that a lot. Like....a lot a lot.

3. I’m a little too in love with Jocelyn and Maryse and am v grateful to have @audacatrix to yell and scream at about them.

4. I’m way too invested in the older generation. All of them. I love their story and I feel like their trauma often gets overlooked. So I’ll rant about that a lot.

Three Mun Facts:

1. I’m an immigrant. I mean....from American to Canada so like...I know it doesn’t seem like much, but trust me, it’s a PROCESS (coincidentally my brain does not know how to pronounce that word anymore).

2. I’m an actor whose day job is a hostess at Red Robin (I know, way to live that stereotype). My schedule is kinda weird and I basically have no weekend bc they always have me working doubles.

3. I’m stupidly addicted to Pepsi. Oops.

EXPERIENCE:

How’d you start: Tbh it was kind of by accident. I made an in character blog to promote a radioplay I was working on and then found out RP was a thing so tadaaaaa. Platforms you’ve used: Tumblr mostly. Also Twitter and Discord. Best experience: I have a lot. I’m part of The X-Files fandom rn and honestly, 99% of the people there are so supportive. They’re the most duplicate chill people I’ve ever met and in general are just lovely. Also the Sanctuary fandom. I love them. Worst experience: The ST fandom. I will always love that show but MAN that rpc has some issues.

MUSE PREFERENCES:

Original or canon: Canon. But I love playing with OCs! Favourite face: Right now, considering 90% of my muses have her, probably Gillian Anderson XD Least favorite face: I don’t really have one. I think whether or not a FC, even an overused one, works is down to the character and portrayal. Multi or single: Both!

WRITING PREFERENCES:

Plots or memes: Depends on my mood. With Jocelyn, for some reason, I tend to ramble in narration, so plots are good, but sometimes when my muse is low or I have long days at work, I live for memes. They’re easier for me. Best time to write: While I’m waking up in the morning. Do you like your muse(s): Of course I do. I adore her. How long (months/years?): Oh jeez....um...hang on math...like.... 5 1/2 years? Jeez I feel old. That’s on tumblr in general. I just remade Jocelyn like...idk...a month ago? Fluff, angst or smut: All of the above! I feel like Jocelyn tends to lend herself to angst most, but I’m a sucker for all three tbh.

Tagged by; stole it from @deusidvult Tagging; i still don’t know like

#⁎☆⁎ 𝒥𝐹 — OOC ( the mundane )

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Hug me - Jaeyoon

SF9 Fluff

Word count: 1652

JaeYoon was always one of the most extra af people in your friendgroup. Then again, so was your best friend Dawon, so you two did get along. He just seemed calmer when you were around, at least according to Dawon. God knows what you can believe from that boy, so you decided to ignore those comments.

Many years passed (makes you sound old doesn’t it?) and you two became … friends? He was part of your friendgroup so of course you hang out, but you were never sure if he even thought of you as a friend. He seemed so close with everyone but not with you, while all you wanted was to be close with him.

But now both him and Dawon were in a group called SF9 and you were even closer with the other members, who you had only known for a few years. So you decided to just give up hope, maybe he was just comfortable like this.

You, Dawon, Jaeyoon and F/N were going out for karaoke. Now that one of your best friends was back in town, you wanted to do something fun with your old friendgroup, so soju and Karaoke seemed like a great option.

You walked into the dorm with F/N at your side, the door open as they were probably already waiting for you two.

“Just don’t let him get too drunk. You know how he gets.” You hear Youngbin chuckle

“Well Y/N is going to be there too, so.” Dawon laughed and a bunch of ‘oooawhs’ filled the room.

“Oh, yeah, that might be awkward.” they all laughed. At that moment, you saw F/n jump a bit beside you. You looked over to see a grinning Jaeyoon, his arm hanging over F/N’s shoulder. It was like a jab to your chest, you had known him longer so how were they closer. You shrugged it off and walked towards the sound of the other loud boys. “Hey guys.” You grinned at them, before getting attacked in hugs. Dawon quickly pulled you to his chest, almost shooing the others away. “My Y/N, stawp.” He joked and pulled you back to the door. “Sorry! bye guys!” You yelled, not even getting the chance to talk to them.

“They’re going to kill you with their love one day.” Dawon laughed, F/N now walking to your side as Jaeyoon walked next to Dawon. Dawon’s arm still sluggishly around you.

A couple of hours and bottles of soju later, You and F/N were starting to feel a little light headed inside the small, hot room. So the two of you decided to get out for a second, leaving the two boys alone. You had reserved the room for the entire night so you were going to make the most of it, yet you didn’t want either of you to faint, so you’d have to make the most of it with a glass of water.

“You should go back, I’m gonna stay out here for a bit.” F/N smiled at you, urging for you to go back after a while. “You sure?” “Yeah, who knows what those idiots are doing in there.” You nodded, laughing at the truth in that comment, and walking back to the booth.

“Is he okay?” You giggled as you walked back into your booth, where Jaeyoon was singing his heart out to ‘hug me’ as if he was serenading the sky. He seemed to know every single word, not even caring to look at the screen, and you were even amazed at how well he was singing while having so much alcohol in his system. “Good luck with him.” Dawon said, leaving you before you could protest.

You sighed, sitting next to Jaeyoon. Only now did he notice you, but once he noticed you, his eyes didn’t leave yours, still continuing to sing as if all those words were directed at you.

Once the song ended, he let his head fall onto your shoulder, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck, you could feel his steady breath tickle your collarbone. You slowly reached up, your first thought being to push him away, but you merely placed your hand on his neck, running your fingertips over his skin and he let out a sigh along with a light chuckle.

He pulled you closer, his hands on your hips, almost forcing you to wrap your arms around his neck as you were so close, but you couldn’t find it within yourself to pull away as he let a light breath fall against your skin with a single confession. “Saranghae.”

“Oh jesus, these boys.” You grumbled, trying to get Jaeyoon through the door of their dorm while F/N was close behind you with Dawon, who was slightly less drunk, but still couldn’t walk properly. Jaeyoon was practically passed out, mumbling about his one true love never going to love him back. You had heard your name fall from his lips multiple times and you had to bite your lip in order to keep yourself from grinning every time. “Jeeze, you’re so embarrassing” you giggled at him as he clung to you.

You finally got him to his bed, but now you found yourself challenged to escape his grip. “ geunyang nal anajweo! nareul jom anajweo!” He sang loudly and you quickly shushed him, knowing the others were asleep, so he resorted to mumbling the lyrics while he hugged you tighter. You decided to just lay down with him, being too tired yourself to deal with it anyway.

The next morning you were busying yourself in the kitchen, making soup for the likely hungover duo. “Oh, Y/N, you’re still here.” Youngbin said s he noticed you. “Yeah, someone wouldn’t let go of me last night when I brought them back.” You chuckled. “Ah, Jaeyoon can be quite something when drunk.” He laughed. “You want some soup?” you asked and the others walked in as on que, apart from Jaeyoon. You let them help themselves as you went to wake him up.

You sat down on his bed next to him, placing your hand on his shoulder in attempt to gently wake him up.

“Y/N” You heard him mumble as he grabbed onto your loose shirt. “That’s mah name~” You chimed jokingly and his eyes immediately shot open. He hurried to sit up but was met with an extreme headache. For a moment he seemed to forget about his embarrassing yet everlasting crush on you as he leaned his head on your shoulder. “Y/N-ah~, my head hurts.” He whined. You chuckled, soothingly running your fingertips through his hair, and you realised you were in the same position as the night prior. “I figured. I made you some hangoversoup, you should hurry before Dawon and the others eat it all.” You felt him nod against your shoulder and he leaned back, allowing you to walk back to the kitchen, where most of the SF9 boys were gathered. (Because they have two dorms so you know)

All of them had helped them self to a bowl, leaving almost nothing for their hungover friend. “Guys, could you leave some for Jaeyoon.” You said in an almost scolding tone. “Oh, would you look at that. taking care of her boyfriend.” Zuho teased, and you might have smacked him if it weren’t for the blush you were trying to hide behind the dishes you were sorting. “Leave it.” Youngbin smiled “Those two idiots need something to busy themselves later.” You chuckled, nodding as you joined them where they said.

A loud groan brought your attention towards the entrance to see a groggy looking Jaeyoon walk in. he shuffled toward the large pot and whined once he saw the small amount the other had left for him. “Guuuys, this was supposed to be miiineee.” You shook your head at the man child, now sipping at his soup happily.

Dawon pulled you to the couch in the livingroom, seemingly having forgotten his hangover. “Did he confess to you?” He asked. “What?” Your shock was visible on your reddening face, yet he seemed to ignore your blush. “Oops, I guess not.” “Well.” You sighed, getting his full attention to you again “He kind of did, but I didn’t really take his words to heart seeing he was drunk.” “Y/N, a drunk man’s words are a sober man’s thoughts. I’m so sick of him being too damn scared to confess. You know every time he gets drunk, he’s just an emotional mess, not able to talk about anything but you.” He rambled. You wanted to continue the conversation, but at that moment, Jaeyoon and Youngbin walked in.

Jaeyoon let himself fall into the couch next to you, resting his head on your shoulder with closed eyes. You let out a chuckle, looking over at him with a raised eyebrow. “He gets extra touchy when hungover.” Youngbin stated “But I bet you don’t mind.” He added, giving you a mischievous wink. “Auwf, I hate you guys.” You groaned, but didn’t deny it. during the entirety of your friendship, he barely even touched you, so you kind of just felt like you had finally gotten close to him. Not to speak of what you had just found out.

The boys had to leave for practice, leaving Jaeyoon to sober up completely and so you were left, stuck under the weight of his head. “Jaeyoon, can I get up please?” “Noooo. Stay.” He whined, now wrapping his arms around you completely “Are you that hungover?” You chuckled. “No.” He stated simply “I just want to hug you.” He sighed, nuzzling further into you again.

“I really like you, Y/N. I can’t let the fear of you leaving because of my feelings get to me anymore. Please don’t leave me.” He sighed

“I won’t.” You simply said, the words he said to you yesterday ringing in your mind.

“Nado Saranghae.”

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