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absolutelyfizzing · 3 years ago

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potions class confessions (james potter x reader)

description - Reader is a potions natural and she gets paired up with James in class. While trying to make conversation they both let it slip that they might have a crush on each other. oops?

word count - about 1800

warning - Fluff!! avoidance and awkwardness, James being maybe a little shy ooc. Reader is a badass. House not specified but non Gryffindor is implied. Some negative self talk. There is also wolfstar!

MASTERLIST

Potions was by far your favorite class. The professor loved you and you had it with Gryffindor. This meant that you got to see him. James Potter. The golden boy of his year. You knew he was probably out of your league but you were pretty badass as well if you did say so yourself. You had top marks and were the seeker of Y/H. You were also widely liked, even though you weren't as loud or outspoken as the troublesome group of four in Gryffindor house. Your attention was drawn to your professor when he began to call out partners for the next couple weeks of the course. Your heart nearly stopped when he said you would be partners with none other than James Potter. Your heart picked up speed. You had a crush on the boy but you knew he was deeply infatuated with the beautiful Lily Evans of his own house. You knew better than to try to compete.

You looked over to where he sat with his friends and they were all giving him looks and shoving his shoulders. You thought they might be making fun of him for having to be partnered with you. You felt heat rise to your cheeks. He looked over and you made eye contact. Both of you looked away as quickly as possible and your cheeks darkened in color.

By the middle of class you had all migrated into your potion pairs and your assignment was to make a very simple healing potion that you could make in your sleep. It was more for practice than anything else. You hadn't spoken a word to James and he seemed unusually quiet. You had a suspicion that he didn't like you. He got pretty quiet whenever you were around and he sometimes would even leave the room when you entered. You didn't know why he didn't like you but you pressed on. And your crush persisted nonetheless.

"Quit staring at me, you're making me nervous." You mumbled as you began pouring in ingredients but you could feel his gaze on the side of your head.

You didn't look up when you heard him mutter a small, "Sorry." It was a short response and your heart sped up a bit at even the sound of his voice. Oh you were whipped and he wouldn't even talk to you.

"Do you wanna do this next part? You should participate if you want full marks on the assignment but I can keep going if you want me to." You offered, finally looking up at him. He was taller than you but his eyes were piercing. You held the spoon out a bit for him to take if he wanted and he smiled a bit at you before grabbing it. His hand brushing against yours had your heart fluttering and you thought you might just throw up. You both stared at the potion as James began to stir and he counted his rotations. When he got to 20 you threw something else in and he began to stir again, counting to 20 again. It was a bit tedious and ridiculously quiet.

"So, are you looking forward to the match tomorrow?" you tried to find a common discussion topic. He smiled a bit and took the spoon out of the cauldron. You looked to the clock and began the countdown of 5 minutes for the potion to sit before the next step.

"I'm very much looking forward to it. We are for sure gonna beat Y/H" he looked over at you slyly. You gasped dramatically.

"How dare you! I will have you know that I have caught the snitch in every match this year but one and that was because your beater hit me early in the game. I will be beating you tomorrow." You smirked. He looked at you with amusement in his eyes and he giggled a bit. He wasn't nearly as cocky alone as he was in large crowds.

"You're probably right. Our seeker is a bloody dud and it's unfair that we have to deal with him while Y/H has you, you're the best seeker Hogwarts has had in 50 years." He smiled at you, his volume matching yours, louder than your previous murmurs. You blushed under his gaze and under the praise that you hadn't expected. You thought he would tease you back instead of showering you with compliments.

"Flattery wont make me go easier on you, Potter. I'm still going to beat Gryffindor." you smiled., trying to bring the teasing back before the conversation got too serious and you revealed something you weren't supposed to. His eyes sparked at you and he smiled for a second longer before breaking your eye contact and chuckling.

"It was worth a try." He grinned, "You know, Remus was jealous I got to be your potions partner cause you're such a genius in potions and he's got to deal with stumble-y over there. " he nodded over to where you could see Remus trying to corral Sirius away from their cauldron as Sirius was a bit notorious for dropping things that happened to cause explosions. You laughed and blushed at the compliment.

"You do just fine on your own but thank you." You tried to calm your heart rate a bit. "Are they dating?" you questioned genuinely, still gazing at the duo across the room. You had seen them in the halls standing a bit close for friends and you thought you saw them holding hands once. James smiled like he was remembering something fondly and shakes his head.

"Not yet." he said simply. You quirked an eyebrow at him questioningly. "They've both got massive crushes on each other but refuse to see it. They'll figure it out eventually but for now its just endless flirting and it is downright exhausting." He said but all with a smile on his face, never an ounce of annoyance in his voice. "Have you had anyone catch your eye yet? I cant believe you aren't dating anyone." He continued to make conversation.

"I've thought about a few guys but the ones I like aren't the ones that like me." You tried to say lightly, avoiding eye contact with James. "But thats no big deal, I've got bigger things to worry about than who wants to take me to Hogsmeade next weekend or who's going to pick me up on the quidditch pitch when I've won that match tomorrow." You joked but James didn't really laugh.

"I want to." He looked at you before the timer you had set went off. Before you could say anything he started asking questions about what was next and you quickly threw the right ingredient in and stirred it three times. You raised your hand to call the professor over and while you were explaining your work you could feel James fidgeting behind you. The professor told you to sit tight the rest of class as you had finished early and you nodded at him before turning back to James.

"Are you pranking me or something?" You questioned lightly, already slightly upset that he would joke about something that you didn't want to joke about. You saw him look up into your eyes and furrow his eyebrows at you.

"No I'm not pranking you, why would you ask me that?" he asked, concern filled his voice. You looked down again and felt your heart pick up, your eyes stinging.

"Its just that I know that you have a think for Evans and I didn't know if you were kidding a second ago." you relied honestly. You felt a hand on yours before your pinkie was linked with his.

"I'm not pranking you. And I don't actually like Evans. I mean she's one of my best friends but me being in love with her was a rumor Sirius started as revenge for me telling Remus he liked him. I've.." He sighed a bit, "I've had a crush on you for a few years now actually." he looked sad. You moved so you were fully holding his hand and you squeezed.

"Look, if you're serious then I would love to go to Hogsmeade with you, I've liked you for a significant amount of time, I just don't want you to feel like you have to cause you pity me or something." you mumbled the last part. James looked at you inquisitively.

"Why would I pity you? As I've said you're the best seeker I've ever seen at Hogwarts and you can properly kick my ass in any class we happen to be in. And I promise I'm only half trying to get you to go easy on the match tomorrow." you smiled at the end and you chuckled a bit.

"Okay then, will you go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend?" You questioned, a bit more sure of yourself.

"Of course I will. I was also hoping I could steal a tie or two so I can properly represent when i'm at your matches. When you aren't actively crushing my team, that is." he smiled and your heart soared.

"I guess we will have to make a trade." you smiled and as soon as class let out you walked hand in hand into the corridor.

"Finally! Took you long enough, mate." you heard the voice of the raven haired boy behind you as he stood rather close to his not-yet-boyfriend. He pushed James a bit in the shoulder and held his hand out to Remus. Remus sighed and handed him a galleon.

"You couldn't have waited to make it official until the Hogsmeade trip? You've just cost me a galleon." he teased and you both laughed a bit.

"You should have let me in on the bet before hand and I could have kept it professional for another week." you smiled and James pushed you a bit from the side and you all laughed.

You looked over at him and his smile was so wide it made his eyes nearly close. You took a deep breath as you finished laughing and you started to pull him toward the dining hall where you were planning on getting dinner. His hand left yours and instead snaked up to you head so he could push your hair to press a kiss to the side of your head and you blushed deeply. You couldn’t have cared less when you heard a gagging sound behind you from the best friends of the man you hoped to be with for a longtime.

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xoxo-teddybear · 4 years ago

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Oh, The Lies You Tell - Bakugou Katsuki - pt. 2

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: angst, trauma, abuse, betrayal, fluff, slice of life, smut, cursing, manipulation, possible spoilers, physical harm, 18+

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

Ep. Warnings: fluff, childhood trauma, cursing, Bakugou kinda OOC, DADZAWA

Summary: More Bakugou x reader interaction! And Y/N’s first time training with the students and showing off her “quirk.” How will the students react?

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6 Pt.7 Pt.8 Pt.9

Once you saw the familiar blonde, you smiled. “.....hey back, cutie.” You said with confidence. Bakugou only blushed at the comment and sucked his teeth as he rolled his eyes.

“Soo...you’re my escort?” You flirtatiously asked. You can’t help it, it’s just your personality. Plus, after years of villainous work, you had to learn how to speak with a calm and seductive voice to get your way with your victims.

“Yeah, that means I’m stuck with your dumbass for the next few months. So try to keep up and don’t you dare hold me back.” He ferociously said. You just giggled and went to mess with his unbuttoned shirt collar.

“Whatever you say, Fiesty,” as you examined his clothes, you just had to speak up again. “Whattup with the clothes? No tie, no tuck, no....prestigiousness?” Bakugou scoffed at your question.

“Oh yea? Like you’re one to talk. You completely changed your uniform. You realize the girls in UA don’t dress this-“ you cut him off.

“What? Rebellious?”

“I was gonna say hot.”

“That works too.”

“Suits you real well.”

“Oh, I bet it does,” you smirked. During your time throwing spitfire replies to one another, you realized how close both your faces have gotten. You saw ruby eyes, perfect porcelain skin with the perfect amount of tan, soft but fluffy, spiky, blonde hair, and a smirk that copied your own. As Bakugou was too busy admiring your looks, you gently placed two fingers under his chin.....and flicked his head upwards at the sky.

“Hehe...let’s go, Cutie. You gotta show me my dorm, remember? Cant stand here forever staring at me.” You chuckled to yourself.

“I was not doing any of that shitty woman!” Bakugou yelled. As Bakugou did that, Rumor ran right across him making his balance go all outta wack.

“Heh..yeah, sure.” You said as you walked off with Rumor, petting his head. Oh, this is gonna be fun.

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On the walk to the dorms, you and Bakugou got to know each other quite well. Just the basics though. Favorite music, favorite foods, personality types, likes and dislikes, all that good stuff. You also both shared a little flirtatious banter, not that you minded, however it threw Bakugou off. When the fuck does he ever talk like that? As you both walked up to the entrance you realized something.

“Hey, you never asked me about my quirk. How come?” You asked as you both continued to walk to the doors.

“Don’t need to. I’ll see all I have to see tomorrow during training.” Bakugou said.

“Makes sense.” You replied.

“Of course it does,” He said as he opened the doors to give you a tour. You were in awe. Growing up, you never really had a home before the league. You slept in benches, jail cells, or straight on the ground outside in the rain. But this? Basically luxury to you, but of course you kept up a chill persona.

“This is the common area, kitchens over there, everyone gets their own bathrooms, the showers are that way, and I’ll show you to your dorm,” Bakugou said, giving you the “grand” tour. As you walked up to your room, you saw how already filled it was...but this wasn’t any of your stuff.

“Didn’t realize you were into music like that.” Bakugou said. When you turned to look at your desk, you saw how large it was and how there was a control panel they used at recording studios on it. Set up with it was a microphone that artist used when recording their songs and there was a mini keyboard and acoustic guitar set up on the side. Then it hit you. You had gone over your interest with Mr. Aizawa, guess he filled up the room to make you more comfortable OR to make it seem like you were a normal kid who actually had stuff. In reality, you had nothing but your villain costume (which you demanded to be kept) and Rumor.

“Umm...not really. I just sing a little and enjoy writing little songs. Nothing special really,” you replied to him. “Uh, could you give me a sec? I wanna change out of this uniform and relax a little.” You said to him.

“Yeah, sure. Dinner starts at 6 so be down by then and come meet the rest of the morons.” He said as he backed out the room and walked on to wherever. You began to explore the room. Rumor took comfort on the soft bed, and you looked at the recording area. It was amazing. You strummed the guitar, taking in it’s beautiful sound and dabbled on the keyboard. You then realized.

“Rumor! What am I gonna change in to?! I literally have nothing!” You said as you ran to your closet, astound when you saw the large amount of clothes, along with a little sticky note.

Enjoy the gift, Y/N! Cant wait to have you in class!

- Ms. Midnight

“Midnight, huh? Then these clothes must be hot as fuck!” You excitedly said. Safe to say you put on a little fashion show for yourself and Rumor. As you put on the clothes and made new outfits, you noticed how she had gone for the typical “baddie style.” Lots of ripped jeans, plenty of casual heels, thigh high boots, leather jackets, bomber jackets, crop tops, tube tops, and of course booty shorts. You also noticed the massive amount of jewelry given to you. Plenty of necklaces and anklets. Very pretty.

Once done with your little show, you and Rumor looked at the clock. 5:30.

“I think we should stay in here. Who needs dinner anyways?” Rumor only growled at you. He knew better. You both needed food and you should go down there and make some friends.

“Oh c’mon! We’ve gone days without food before, why not now?” You saw how Rumor gave you this look of ‘because it wasn’t available then’ and you rolled your eyes knowing your friend was right.

“Fineeeeeee,” you reluctantly said as Rumor gave a happy bark and wagged his tail. You changed into some comfortable clothes and went to the common area.

When walking down there, you saw a spikey read head, a tall black haired boy, a girl with long greenish hair, and then you saw Deku, Kaminari, Uraraka, Todoroki, and Bakugou. While they were talking, the red head took notice of yours and Rumor’s presence.

“Oh! Hey L/N! Rumor! Come join us!” How sweet of him to include Rumor. As you both walked towards a single open seat on a solo couch seat, you saw how everyone had their eyes set on you with a smile.

“Umm....hey.” You nervously let out with a small laugh. As you tried to settle, Rumor placed his head on your lap to calm you down and Bakugou took notice of this.

“Would you idiots stop staring at her like that? She’s obviously kinda nervous.” Bakugou said with his head thrown back on the couch. The red head then spoke up to agree.

“Oh right! Sorry about that L/N!” He said kindly.

“No, it’s no trouble. And you guys can quit the formalities and just call me Y/N. I don’t mind!” You sweetly said.

“Alright then, nice to meet you Y/N! I’m Eijirou Kirishima, this is Hanta Sero, and Tsuyu Asui. I’ve heard you already met these guys, and I’ve also heard you got Bakugou as your escort!” Bakugou growled at Kirishima for mentioning that.

“Yeah! He’s kinda.....bratty?” You teased. Bakugou only looked at you with wide angry eyes and a small blush.

“Ha, yeah. Bakubro can be a brute, but when you get to know the guy, you find out he’s just a big ole softie with rough ways.” He joked.

“I AIN’T SOFT SHITTY HAIR!” Bakugou screamed. The group just giggled and watch the interaction go on. You guys talked and laughed and they got to know about you and Rumor a little better. Finally, a girl with a black ponytail came in.

“Hey guys! Dinner’s ready! Oh! And L/N, we made 2 steaks for Rumor. I hope you don’t mind.” She said.

“Oh not at all! Thanks you guys, that was really sweet of you.” Rumor understood what was going on just by the scent in the air and he was excited. As you all walked to the table and took ur seats, everyone got to talking again. Dinner went on and Rumor was enjoying his steaks.

“Man..what a lucky dog. Steak for dinner.” Kirishima spoke. Everyone chuckled and continued on. The girl with the pony tail, who you learned was nicknamed Momo, walked in with a final pot.

“Okay you guys! This is the final dish! Just some Miso soup to peck on. Kaminari, can you go and grab the ladel?” As the blonde walked away, everyone was excited for the dish.

“Sorry guys, the soup is a little too hot. You should wait for it to cool down before digging in,” Momo said apologetically.

“Oh hey, no worries, I have a solution!” You said as you made a tiny little tornado with you air bending and sent it to the pot of soup on the table to cool it down. The massive amount of steam was clearly decreased and everyone thanked you.

“So your quirk is tiny tornadoes?” Bakugou whispered to you as he was the one sitting next to you.

“No, you dummy.” You giggled until you heard a crack. Everyone looked over and saw Kaminari broke the one and only ladel. Everyone booed and sighed at the loss of miso soup and the poor blonde just apologized with a nervous smile.

“It’s fine you guys, we don’t need a ladel. Who wants some miso?” You asked and everyone raised their hands. So, you used your water bending to pick up the soup give some to all your classmates. Everyone was confused but impressed.

“Okay, what the hell is your quirk?” Bakugou asked in confusion.

“You’ll find out soon, Cutie.”

“Whatever you say, Princess.” He replied back.

It was safe to say the new nickname left you in shock with some blush and you noticed everyone stopped eating to look at you both.

“........huh?!” The group simultaneously said with blank and confused faces as Bakugou yelled at them saying they heard nothing.

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The next day the students met up with Mr. Aizawa wearing any comfortable gym/fighting attire. Instead of meeting at Gym Gamma, the teacher took his students out to the Sports Festival Areana. The students all buzzed with excitement, most only wanting to know the new student’s quirk and fight style.

“Okay, today we’ll be doing sparring matches. We’ve paired you all up based on skill level and experience. One battle at a time. Whoever makes it to the top 3, those students are excused from classes tomorrow. Get warmed up, take your seats, and I’ll call up the first two fighters.” Mr. Aizawa spoke.

The students were ready. Everyone was, but no one was prepared for you. They never saw your fight style, never saw you use your quirk for battle, never even saw you pick a fight. This’ll be interesting.

“Okay bud, since it’s a 1v1, you’re benched.” You spoke to Rumor. He whined at the fact that he wouldn’t be getting any action but nonetheless, listened to his best friend. “Oh don’t give me that sass, why don’t you go talk to Kirishima or Bakugou while I’m in battle. Fair?” Rumor huffed at you, but you took it as compliance.

“Hey, Princess.”

You turned to who called you and saw Bakugou and what appeared to be his little posse following him. It consisted of Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari, and Mina.

“Oh hey guys. What’s up?” You asked.

“We’re all pumped up to see your quirk! Those tricks you did during dinner last night had us all coming up with ideas on what it could be.” Mina squealed. “I guessed substance manipulation.”

“Telekinesis,” Kirishima said

“Weather powers,” Sero guessed

“Food control!” Kaminari answered. Oh what a piece of work that one is. Everyone looked at the fool with raised brows.

“Heh...guess not.” The goofy boy said with a scratch to his head. You all laughed and you looked towards Bakugou waiting for him to answer.

“Well..what’s your guess, Cutie?” You looked towards Bakugou as he just stared at you.

“Elements,” he said calmly. That shocked you. Who knew someone was gonna guess. Well, he was still wrong considering it wasn’t really a quirk but yeah.

“Just a guess. I’ll figure it out once I see you fight.” He added on.

“Oh yeah! Mr. Aizawa pairs us up based on skill level and experience! We’ll get to know more about how you fight based on your partner.” Mina said.

As the group continued talking, Mr. Aizawa finally came to speak up.

“Okay, listen up. I’m sure you’re all curious as to what L/N is able to do, so our first match we’ll be L/N vs. Todoroki.” Everyone had their jaws drop. Shoto Todoroki?!? He was one of the top students in the class in both intelligence and physical skill. He is an excellent fight with a powerful quirk. How the hell are you supposed to win. You only smirked and walked up to the fighting area. As you walked, a pair of red eyes followed you.

‘What the hell can this chick do?’ Bakugou thought to himself.

As you and Todoroki met in the middle facing each other with Mr. Aizawa in between you both, he spoke up.

“Okay, here are the rules......there are none. The match will begin when you hear the buzzer go off. You’ll hear 3 beeps then a ring, then you can spar. You can use your quirk at any level, do whatever you may please, do whatever it takes to win. The match stops when one of you falls off the square or is knocked out and unable to continue fighting. Understand?” He said while looking at both of you and speaking loud enough for everyone to hear. You both nodded your heads but Mr. Aizawa looked at you with a more stern stare.

“Do you understand, Y/N?” He asked once more. You nodded your head and waited for him to start the match. He walked off the field and went to sit with the class. They all stared in anticipation. Bakugou focused his eyes on you.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Ring!

At the first second, Todoroki used his left side to throw some fire your way. At the sight of the burning flames you only smirked and extended your hand. Everyone watched you do, what they thought was, nothing. They only saw you stand there.

“Y/N DO SOMETHING!” Bakugou screamed in fear of you getting hurt.

When the flames came close enough, you used your fire bending to move them around your body and attack Todoroki. The boy had a quick reaction and sent an ice wall towards you. Perfect. You ran to the ice coming your way and turned it into water, which you used to push back Todoroki, closer to the edge. You sent fire his way and he ran at you, dodging it and attempting to strike you. You flipped away from him. Everyone saw how acrobatic you were. When he came closer once more to punch you, you turned to you side and struck his right shoulder, paralyzing his arm.

Todoroki screamed in shock and pain as he realized he couldn’t feel his arm. He sent more fire to you, in which you used your air bending to put the flames out. You used your earth bending to lift the area that Todoroki was standing on into the air, as he flew through the air, you blasted fire from your feet to get up in the air and blasted him with a gust of wind that knocked him out the area of the square. When he fell to the ground, he hit the field instead of the square, meaning he lost. You fell closer to the concrete but used your fire to slow down before you could crash. Once you landed you looked around for Aizawa.

Beeeeeeeepppppp!!

“That’s the match. L/N wins.” You looked around and everyone still sat in shock. Nobody even clapped. They just looked so....impressed? Kaminari was in the middle of petting Rumor and when he stopped, Rumor noticed the match was over and saw you standing. He howled to cheer for you as everyone ran down to say something. As the crowd came up to you, you were hit with compliments.

As the class continued to hype you up, you saw how Bakugou still just stared at you. You walked over to him.

“Impressed?” You asked.

“......you’re good.” Bakugou still said in slight shock. You only laughed at his answer. You knew he thought more, but you weren’t gonna push him. Every one saw Todoroki get up and limp towards you.

“L/N....that was a great fight. You’re incredibly skilled.” He complimented.

“Thank you Todoroki. And please, I told you to call me Y/N.” You kindly said

“Right, of course...ah.” He hissed in pain. You felt bad for how hard you went on him.

“Here..let me just,” you took the moisture in the air and took water out of it. You used it to heal up Todoroki’s injuries and soothe his pain. “Feel better?”

“Very much, yes. Thank you.” He said.

“No problem, but your arm is a different story. I temporarily paralyzed it with my dim mak fighting style. It’ll take some minutes for it to come back fully.” You explained.

“Okay. That was really impressive. I had no idea there was a fighter like you.” He said once again.

“Whats dim mak?” Kirishima asked.

“It’s the fighting style I use. It’s attacks a person’s pressure points with quick and sharp jabs. It paralyzes a person or just a limb for a good hour depending on how hard I hit.” You replied.

“Pressure points?” Kaminari asked.

“They’re the parts in your body where you’re sensitive and can be detained when they’re hit. With that, it means I know the human body like the back of my hand. Thanks to that I’ve come up with a skill called Chi Blocking.” You explained.

“What’s that?” Mina asked.

“Something you’ll all find out about the next time Y/N fights. Until then, let’s have Todoroki get to recovery girl and let’s continue the matches.” Aizawa said. As everyone went to their seat and Aizawa called up Iida and Aoyama, Bakugou asked you a few questions.

“What the fuck was that?!” He asked.

“What?” You giggled.

“The fucking fire, and the wind, and you moved rocks and you turned his ice into water!!” He spasmed out.

“Uh huh...�� you said with a smile and raised brow.

“A-and the flips! You flip and did a bunch of acrobatic tricks, and the jabs, the “dim mak,” it was- I was- it was-.......HUH” he exclaimed.

“Not like Bakugou to freak out over a fight like that. What happened to Mr. Cool Guy?” Denki said.

“You shut your mouth, Sparky!” Bakugou threatened. “Look, all I’m tryna ask is..how and when did you learn all of this? Your quirk is crazy OP, and your fighter skill is insane! Appreciate that bullshit cuz I don’t say shit like that often.”

You just laughed and sighed. You weren’t sure how to answer his question. “Umm,” you started “I don’t really know...I just-“ you were cut off by a mouse. Principle Nezu, you remembered him.

“Mr. Aizawa?” The peppy mouse asked.

“Yes?” Aizawa replied.

“May I speak with you? Concerning your new student and her transfers. There’s been a few complications with her paperwork that need to be solved.” He politely asked.

“Yes, I understand sir. Class, free day. Head back to your dorms but be sure to get in an hour and a half of training today. That’ll be all. Dismissed.” The pro said as he followed the principle. As students gathered to leave and head back to the dormitory, Bakugou stopped you.

“Hey, wait. You still gotta tell me how you learned all this, Princess.” He said.

“What’s there to say?” You awkwardly laughed out. “Uh..I discovered my...quirk.. while doing some work-“

“Work as a child?” Bakugou asked.

“Sorta. I discovered it there and then..I met someone who trained me how to fight like that.” You explained.

“Your parents must be really proud.” Bakugou slightly smiled.

“Umm..yeah, I bet they are.” You said kind of skiddish.

“I can imagine the look on their faces when they saw the pretty impressive quirk you got. My parents were pretty shocked too with mine.” He added on.

“Oh really? You can imagine their faces?” You laughed out nervously. ‘I sure can’t,’ you thought to yourself.

“I mean yeah. Parents usually....” you drowned him out. Parents...parents...parents...PARENTS. You snapped.

“Bakugou!” You said with tone. “I don’t have or know my parents....” you said as he stopped talking and dropped his jaw to the ground. Before he could say anything, you bit your lips, called Rumor to go, and left, leaving Bakugou in regret.

As you ran with slight tears in your eyes, you told Rumor to change into a giant wolf. He shifted and you hopped on him.

“Let’s go to the spot, Rumor.” You said as he took off.

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When Rumor arrived at ‘The Spot’ you settled. The spot was beautiful. Tall trees, beautiful plants, plenty of adorable creatures, and a gorgeous pond right in the middle of it all. You layed against a tree as Rumor placed you down so you could stop your tears and he transformed back into his wolf-dog form and cuddled up against you.

“No parents...” you said aloud. Although sad you never really got to experience or meet your parents or what it’s like to have them or a family, you were conflicted. Yes it was sad not having parents or a family, but you never had one so it’s hard to tell how you feel about the topic. As the thoughts ran through your mind, your eyes glowed a bright white and when you opened them, you weren’t at the spot anymore.

“Hello....?” You said as you looked around. “Helloooo...?? Anyone there?”

“Welcome back to the spirit world, Y/N.” When you turned to your side, you were in awe.

“Avatar Korra!” You bowed to show respect but then went to hug your spiritual mentor. She embraced you with wide arms. She’s always been the friendly, open, optimistic type. “What am I doing here, Korra?”

“Why do you think you’re here, Y/N?” She said with a sly smile and hands on her hips, but beaming eyes.

“My parents?” You questioned but she only shook her head.

“Your path.” Korra stated.

“My path?” You asked.

“Yes. Or more so, the path you choose.” She corrected.

“I don’t understand.” You said.

As Korra continued to smile at you, you both stood still as the world shifted. You looked around and saw the LOV hideout.

“The league? I don’t understand, what does my path have to do with them?” You questioned, but before she said anything, the world shifted once more and you were infront of UA’s building.

“The school?....Oh, this isn’t some typa light and dark thing, is it?” You asked Korra.

“It is.” She replied back.

“Ugghhhh, we’ve been through this. I’m a bad person. I could never fit in with those goodie two shoes! I’m a member of the league of villains! Not heroes. My path is the darkness.” You stated.

“Is it? You weren’t born into darkness.” Korra said.

“What?....”

“Y/N, you’re not a bad person. Your a villain because of survival. That’s the life that you know. That’s the life that you were kidnapped into.” Korra began.

“Yeah but-“

“But nothing. You know in your heart you would much rather be a hero than some low life villain!” Korra exclaimed.

“No I couldn’t. They’re too good. I could never be that great. Hell, I’m on a plan to take down UA right now!” You said.

“And are you doing that because you want to? Or is it because you think the league is gonna torture you any less if you succeed......you don’t wanna take down the heroes. You wanna be like them.”

“I don’t.”

“You do.”

“I can’t!”

“But you can. You can be all these amazing things, but you’re just on the wrong path with the wrong people. All you have to do is make the choice to leave them. You want to be good, Y/N. It’s in your nature. You’re the avatar after all. It’s your destiny to bring peace to the world.”

Once Korra had said that, a flash came and you were back in the spot. You gasped as you returned and shook your head. You saw it had gotten dark now and figured it was best if you headed back. You woke up Rumor and asked him to become a giant wolf again. He shifted and brought you back to UA. Along the walk, you couldn’t help but think back to what Korra said.

“My path......light or dark...” you looked down at your palms and squeezed them shut in frustration. You huffed and looked ahead, and saw you arrived at the front of the dorms. Standing there, waiting for you, Mr. Aizawa.

“Welcome back.” He said to you.

“Hi...” you blankly said as you attempted to get past him. However, he stopped you from going in.

“Not so fast, we need to speak first before anything else.” He stated

“What about? Because I’ve had a really long and kinda frustrating day, and I don’t need some bullshit to fuck it up even more. I mean, I’m so aggravated that I-“ a piece of paper dangling in your face shut you up.

“What are those?” You asked the hero.

“Adoption papers. I’m now your legal guardian.” Aizawa stated.

“.........HUHHHHH?!?!???” There was no way this was happening. It couldn’t be. You??? Adopted??? By a pro hero??? One that you almost killed???

“Okay, I’m sorry but I don’t need a guardian. I’ve been by myself, on my own, the second I was born. No family raised me, no motherly figure, no nothing. It’s just been me, the spirits, and the villain who took care of me till I was, what, 5? And then kicked me out and left me stranded. I’ve been surviving on my own for over a decade, I don’t need you to look out for me.” You exclaimed.

“Yeah, don’t worry. I won’t be an annoying parent, I’m just your legal guardian. You’re still underage, meaning you’ll need permission for certain things to continue to move forward.” He explained to you. You thought about it, and damn it, he was right. If you wanted to go about this whole thing the legal way, you’d need this.

“.....Fine. Just don’t tell me what to do dAD,” you sarcastically said.

“I’m your guardian and teacher now, I can tell you whatever I want, brat. Now get inside, you’re past curfew.” He said but you only squinted your eyes at him in disbelief. Did he really give you a curfew?

“Student curfew. You live in the dorms, all students have to be in this building by 10:30,” he explained. You just scoffed and went inside with Rumor.

“Guess I have a dad now, Rumor.” You sighed. You never had a father before. It warmed your heart a little, but then you remembered he wasn’t really your dad. Just a guardian. As you walked into the common area, you saw the lights were out. The students must’ve been in their dorms. You walked to the kitchen to grab a snack before heading to bed but you saw Bakugou sitting there with a water bottle in hand. He seemed kinda bummed out. You cleared your voice to get his attention and when he looked up at you, you told Rumor to head to the room.

“Y-Y/N! Hey!..” he said to you.

“Heh..hi Bakugou...Umm..I’m sorry about the whole..running away thing. I just needed to clear my head a little.” You said as you took the seat next to him.

“No, don’t apologize. I’m.....i-.....I’m sorry for pushing you about the whole parent thing. I didn’t know.” He apologized. You only shook your head and stared at your hands before speaking up.

“It’s fine. How could you know? After all, I’ve only been here for 2 days. Besides, you didn’t really upset me, it’s just..I feel kinda outta place when the parent topic comes up. Guess I just freaked out,” you saw the look on his face. Disappointment. Is he that upset that hurt you? Or at least thought he did? “B-but don’t worry! I’m fine! For real! I’ve been parent-less for almost my entire life so it doesn’t sting like that. Hehe..wow Umm. Depressing. You know I feel like I’m rambling, am I rambling? Should I stop? I think I should shut up, or maybe I’m just gonna go now that I-“ Bakugou placed his hand on yours which shut you up real quick. You looked up at his face as he stared into your eyes.

“You can talk to me about it you know. It’s clear you wanna get some things off your chest and I’m really interested in you.” You raised your brow at that last sentence. He realized what he said and quickly tried to correct himself.

“I mean- uh- not like that, or um it could be like that! It could be, if you’re cool with that. But it’s not, or maybe, i don’t know, it’s not it’s, I was, it was, I- yeah I’m gonna stop talking now.” He cleared his throat at the end of that, settling down. You giggled and reassured him.

“No, no it’s fine. I really don’t mind. Umm, what do you wanna know. I’m fine with sharing anything.” You said.

“Okay, let’s just continue with this parent topic then....how were you raised?” He asked. This scared you. You had to be real careful with your choice of words or else your cover would be blown.

“Okay, let’s see. I was born in a place-“

“Oh really?” He teased.

“Shuddup,” you laughed and playfully hit his shoulder.

“And that place was..very private. Very unknown, but my parents Umm, i don’t really know what happened to them. The earliest thing I can remember is that..someone found me and told me my parents were gone, they weren’t my real family, they just took me in because they couldn’t let a baby die, and raised me till I was 5.” You said.

“And then?” He asked.

“You sure? It just goes down hill from here.” You warned. But he only nodded and asked for you to continue. You looked at your hands in your lap before continuing.

“I was kicked out. Left on the streets. I slept on park benches, in alleyway tunnels, on rooftops of buildings. I pawned for food and..” you didn’t know if you should admit the next part. But Bakugou held onto your hand and asked for more.

“And then?” He questioned.

“.....I did what I had to do to survive. I committed crimes, but I had to live. I was just a child and didn’t know what to do. If you look at me any different for what I did though, I won’t judge you.” You said. He squeezed your hand almost as if he was telling you he understood. He nodded and pleaded for more.

“After 2 years on the streets, a cult found me. An evil and dark cult. They used their quirks to torture people they kidnapped and made them slaves to create weapons. They kept us in cells and chains, working 24/7. It was there that I learned of my abilities. I found out I could control the 4 elements and their sub-elements. There, I also met a master. He was old and couldn’t fight anymore, but he saw the potential in me and taught me dim mak in the shadows. After a year of being enslaved there and secretly training, these people (the LOV) came in and killed the cult members and stole some of their weapons and destroyed the rest. Once I saw them taking down those horrible people, I used my abilities and they saw. I guess I impressed them and they recruited me to join their little family. I’ve been with them ever since. But then I met Mr. Aizawa and he asked me to join UA. Since the group I joined wasn’t really family, I didn’t need their permission. They were more like friends and they were even the ones who pushed me to come here.” You finished up your little story and saw Bakugou looked at you with worry in his eyes.

“And now I’m here! Sitting in a dim kitchen at UA with a cute boy at 11:00 p.m.” you said trying to cheer up the mood. “Bakugou...”

“You’re not..affected? By everything you’ve been through?”

“You don’t have to feel bad!”

“But I do! You’re here! You’re not...”

“Dead?” You teased.

“Basically!” You laughed at that.

“Y/N, I’m serious!” Bakugou tried to say.

“And so am I! You don’t have to be upset. I value everything I went through, all the good and bad.” You explained.

“Why?” He asked.

“Because it made me the kickass baddie that I am today!” You said flipping your hair and laughing. “Seriously though! Everything I went through made me who I am. It’s made me stronger, more independent. It lets me know I can handle myself. So I’m good, you don’t have to worry.” You said grabbing onto his hand again and reassuring him. He used his thumb to rub at your hand and enjoy the feeling.

“You are...probably the strongest person I’ve ever met.” He said calmly with a small SMALL smile on his face as he looked at you.

“I’ll also bet that I’m also the only “criminal” that you look like you wanna kiss.” You playfully said.

“Maybe I do...” he said with a smirk and soft voice as he leaned in closer.

“And maybe I’ll let you..” you said as you leaned in. As you two got closer and closer, your eyes filled with daze and the world around you two fell apart. It was just you and him in that moment. Until it was ruined. Just as your lips were about to touch, Mr. Aizawa came in.

“Hey!” He shouted

“GAH!” You both screamed and jumped away from each other with a blush adoring both your faces. Aizawa walked up to both of you, shoving the adoption papers in bakugou’s face.

“No smooching with my newly adopted daughter!” He said with a stern voice.

“I’m not your daughter! You’re just my guardian and it only happened like a few hours ago!” You stated.

“You can’t tell me who I can and can’t kiss, old man.” Bakugou said.

“Listen you little punk! I outta...” then Bakugou and your teacher were now going at it, yelling over each other and saying whatever, completely leaving you outta the conversation. You let out a little gust of wind to shut them up and get their attention.

“Okay, it’s late, tomorrow is Saturday, so you two won’t have to see each other, MAYBE, for 2 days. Can we just let this whole thing cool over?” You asked.

“We can, I’m just annoyed at the fact that this dynamite stick was gonna steal my daughter away from me!” Aizawa complained.

“I wasn’t stealing her, I was-“

“STOLEEEEEEE” Aizawa corrected and Bakugou just sucked his teeth and looked around.

“Whatever, can we just let it go?” You asked again. They nodded and you all went your separate way. Except for the fact that once Aizawa was outta sight, Bakugou went running right back to you and walked you to your dorm.

“Sooo..about that kiss.” Bakugou said. You just giggled and opened the door to your room.

“Goodnight, Bakugou,” you said but as you were about to walk in, he said something else.

“Katsuki.”

“Huh?” You said looking back at him.

“Katsuki. It’s my name. You can call me Katsuki.” He explained.

“Wow, trust me that much?” You teased.

“You trusted me enough to open up, this is the least I could do.” He said. You smiled and corrected yourself.

“Okay then...goodnight, Katsuki.” You said smiling. He pulled you in by your waists and held you close as he placed a soft kiss to your cheek.

“Goodnight, Princess.” He said and walked off.

A/N: Ok Cubs! That was the second part and in here we got to see the spirit world! We’re intorduced to Avatar Korra and we’ve discovered Y/N is the present avatar! How do we feel about this? Good? Bad? Let me know!!! I hope your enjoying the story so far. I know it’s kinda weird and all outta disorder but this is my personal day dream that I wanna bring to life that I’m hoping some of you enjoy. It’s just a jumble of avatar elements with a BNHA/MHA base. Please be patient with me! I know this is a Bakugou x Reader fic but it is also a story. It’s gonna grow and build and once we establish the basics, more Bakugou x Reader issues will show up along the way! I hope you’ve liked it so far! See you next time! 💗��

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mirakumiruku · 4 years ago

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One More Night

It has been exactly a month since my last fic and I’m back with more Enji. Inspired by a request from @dyceaverruncus

Todoroki Enji x Male!Reader Word Count: 2.4k Contains: High school sweethearts, prospective pro heroes, homophobia as a plot point, anal, unprotected sex, jealousy, blackmail. Possibility for a sequel if I get the drive

It was a normal assignment, nothing shocking to the 1st year hero class: random pairs would be assigned, and the prospective heroes had to come up with a combination move. Something that utilized both of their quirks.

Your stomach dropped at the announcement of your partner, the teacher’s droning voice still ringing in your ears. “(L/N) and Todoroki.”

Enji Todoroki was nothing if not intimidating. He was all broad shoulders and sour faces and perfect grades, he had his sights set on number one, and he’d get there or die trying.

You considered yourself strong, at least. The ability to produce tornadoes was nothing to sneeze at. But you still cowered in your seat when Enji approached you. He sized you up with a discerning glare before letting out a sigh.

“Try not to get in my way, yeah?”

You took that order to heart. You listened to every word he said, performing each movement and changing your form at his barked orders. It paid off, the flaming twister created by your combined efforts garnered awe from your peers.

Since then, Enji couldn’t seem to shake you.

For the remainder of your high school life, you had attached yourself to Enji’s side. First you were an annoying suckerfish, then a capable partner, then the unfortunate object of Enji’s affections.

His first confession to you was awkward, late in your 2nd year. He had confronted you after an evening of studying with his ever-aggressive demeanor, and you worried in the pit of your stomach that you had done something wrong.

“(Y/N), I…” Enji crossed his arms, refusing to meet your eyes. “Listen, you’re really strong, and… it… I feel like…” He stumbled over his words, like the feelings he was intending to express simply weren’t in his vocabulary. He centered himself with a deep breath, finding the strength to meet your eyes. “You tell me first.”

“Huh?” Your brows furrowed together, and you gave your friend a quizzical look.

“I know you feel the same way I do, right?” Enji’s cheekbones tinted a light red, “You… you feel like we should be… more than friends, right?”

Realization washed over your face, and a million thoughts scrambled through your head. Enji swung that way? He knew you liked him? He liked you back? The answers could be seen in his eyes, you could almost see the tumultuous mix of fear, frustration, impatience fighting like waves in the oceans of his eyes.

Your lips quirked into a small smile, and you stepped closer. Your arms draped over Enji’s shoulders, and you pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “I love you too, Enji.”

Those simple words opened a floodgate within him. Burly arms wound around your chest and held you close in a crushing grip, his face landed in your shoulder and you could feel the fabric of your shirt starting to wet with tears.

You had both agreed to keep your relationship a secret until you both graduated and Enji was able to move out. Once you were able to, you’d rent an apartment together and apply to work at the same agencies.

It was smooth sailing after that. You both graduated with good grades, he was in the Big Three of course, how could he not be? You hadn’t been so lucky, but he promised to use the advantage to get you into the same agency.

Your new apartment was cozy, a single bedroom in downtown Musutafu. Enji took over the cooking duties when you accidentally melted a plastic stirring spoon, and you were pleased with the development. It was your favorite when you’d wake in the morning to find him cooking in his pajama pants and an apron, scratches and bites from the night before visible on his back and neck.

“Have I ever told you how gorgeous you are?” You cooed, leaning upwards to kiss his cheek.

“Many times, yes.” He elbowed you in the side, but smiled, keeping his eyes on the eggs and bacon in the pan.

You hummed, taking your seat at the kitchen table, hands inching towards your favorite camera. You’d had it since you were in U.A., and you’d taken countless pictures of Enji in all his glory. He would complain at your sentimentality, but never stopped you.

Click!

A photo churned out of the camera’s slot, and you let it develop before your eyes. Enji’s muscular back was gorgeous in the morning light, his skin marred by raised pink scratches and deep red bruises.

“Do you really need a picture right now?” He grumbled, setting two plates on the table, then filling two mugs with coffee. He put cream and sugar in yours, preferring to take his own black.

“Of course I do, I need to remember how breathtaking you are when you’re off being the number one hero.” You winked, snapping another picture when he took his apron off. You were met with an eye roll, but no further complaints.

•••

Life with Enji was a dream, but of course, you had to wake up at some point.

It was your day off, and Enji arrived home early, clutching a magazine in his hand. He was never one to pay attention to the tabloids, so something was off for him to even acknowledge them.

Once the magazine was wordlessly dropped in front of you, it became clear why he had brought it home.

Hero Commission Cracks Down: “No Unnatural Conduct will be Tolerated!”

Following the reveal of a relationship between minor-league heroes Matterhorn and Watcher, a representative of the Hero Commission came forward at a press conference. He stated that the Commission “does not endorse this form of relation”, and will be “conducting investigations into those suspected of unnatural conduct”. When asked for further comment, the representative claimed that the Hero Commission already suspects certain small-time heroes of unsavory activities, and they are “concerned for the image of heroes as a whole”. Any heroes found to be setting a bad example are to have their licenses revoked until they go through rehabilitation.

When you finished reading, you gave Enji a quizzical look, and he sighed. “I don’t think we should continue with this.”

“Really? I know we’ve been wanting to be heroes forever, but… you’re just ready to throw us out?”

“No, I’m not saying that. I don’t want to, but it’s probably best for us to part ways.”

Your eyes turned wide and watery as you stood, pulling Enji down so you could sob into his shoulder. “Can we… can we just have one more night? Please?”

“...fine. One night. But then… one of us will have to start packing. I don’t want either of our futures ruined over this.”

The rest of the evening was tense. You ordered takeout and cuddled up on the couch to see what was on TV, but nearly every news channel was covering the announcement from the commission. There were pictures of the pair of heroes, crying as they publicly said goodbye to each other. You knew this was why Enji wanted to leave, he wouldn’t be able to bounce back from humiliation like this.

Normally Enji would sleep near the middle of the bed, warming the blankets around him. Tonight he stayed firmly on his side, leaving you shivering under the covers. You sighed and rolled over, snuggling up to your soon-to-be ex.

“Enji, please… if we have one more night, let’s at least enjoy it.”

There was a quiet grunt as he reached for the nightstand, retrieving a familiar bottle and placing it in your hand. Usually he’d give you a hand in preparing yourself, but it seemed like tonight he wasn’t in the mood.

You were quick in your preparations; slicking up one finger and pressing it into your hole, then two, then three. Three of your fingers were about as thick as just one of Enji’s, but you didn’t mind a stretch.

Once you felt you were ready, you patted Enji’s shoulder with your clean hand, and he rolled onto his back. The tent that had formed under the blankets made it clear that he had been preparing himself too.

You hummed as you ran your tongue along the underside of Enji’s cock, then coated it generously with lube. He was huge, you still weren’t quite used to it. You doubted you could find any toy that matched up.

The lights were off, so you couldn’t see Enji’s intense turquoise eyes like you wanted. You tried to imagine them. Were they full of love? Regret? Sadness? Was he angry, or reluctant, or just blank? You wished you could tell what he was thinking, but all you could do was position your entrance upon the head of his cock.

You lowered yourself down with gentle movements, your own cock bouncing as you slowly wiggled your hips down, and you let out a pleased sigh when you took him to the hilt, Enji letting out his own low growl.

It took you a few minutes to situate yourself to the stretch. No matter how many times you did this, you never got used to it, though you supposed you’d never have the chance to anyway.

Finally, your hips began to move. Slow, shallow movements where you lifted your hips a few inches or so before lowering yourself down. One of Enji’s large hands came to rest on your hip, the other wrapping around your cock to pump it in time with your movements.

Your hands came to rest on the firm chest below you, and for a moment everything was as it should be. Nothing else in the world existed, just the two of you, and the spark between your hearts. Enji tried to guard his own feelings, but you knew he felt the connection too. You knew he didn’t want to leave you, but he had no other choice. This was his future on the line.

As you began to move faster, sending Enji’s cock deeper, your noises of pleasure grew in volume and frequency. You bit down on your hand to keep yourself quiet, you couldn’t let the neighbors hear, especially not now.

Enji was having a difficult time containing himself too, low grunts rumbling through his chest while his hips canted up to meet your own. He was beautiful. Even if you couldn’t see him, just feeling and hearing and loving, he was beautiful.

You came undone much quicker than you would’ve liked, your seed splattering on Enji’s chest. You wanted so badly to see it, how gorgeous he was painted in your cum, but you’d seen it many times before. You even had a few pictures, wanting to preserve your work of art.

Enji had a lot more stamina than you, continuing to move you by his grip on your waist even when you tired yourself out. This was something you couldn’t get with a toy, nor with anyone besides him. The strong, warm hands encompassing your waist, calloused fingertips digging into the delicate skin there while he brought himself to his own edge.

Normally he would pull himself out, let loose on your stomach or onto the sheets, but this time he stayed inside. You could feel his warmth filling you, making your stomach feel heavy and satisfied.

“I love you, Enji. You whispered, leaning down to peck his lips. He was never one for words of affection, so it didn’t surprise you when he didn’t reply.

But you wished he would, just this once.

•••

The next day, your agency had a meeting regarding the announcement from the day prior. Unnatural conduct was reason for termination, and anyone that correctly reported an offender would receive a bonus that month.

After work, Enji was quick to pull the moving boxes from the closet, having saved them since the two of you moved in together. You approached him as he sat to start packing his books, giving him a light tap on the shoulder.

“Enji, I…” You took a deep breath to steady yourself before looking back down. “I want you to promise me something, okay?” When you were met with an affirmative grunt, you continued. “Please don’t move on. I still love you, so so much, and… I can’t bear the thought of losing you.” You knelt beside him, leaning your head on his shoulder. “Save yourself for me, so we can be together when this is over.”

“...I can’t make any promises. I want to keep suspicion off myself.”

You figured he’d say that, and you let out a sigh as you fished a picture from your pocket. It was a photo of him, gazing up at you with a soft smile, face covered in your cum and your cock still resting against his cheek. You held it up for him to see, the fear in his eyes not going unnoticed.

“If you don’t, I can’t make any promises either, that this won’t get leaked anonymously.” Your hand came to rest on his shoulder, and you planted a light kiss on his cheek. “I have plenty more. I doubt you’d want any getting released.”

“I’ll… I’ll do my best, alright?” His face blushed bright red, and he averted his eyes from the picture.

“Just keep it in mind.” You petted a hand through his hair, kissing the top of his head as you stood. “I have a night shift, I’ll be back in the morning… I love you, Enji.”

You didn’t hear an ‘I love you too’, but you didn’t expect it either. The photo stayed in your pocket as you left the apartment, taking the familiar route to your agency.

Weeks, months, years passed. The panic over ‘perverted’ heroes had washed over, but many of the policies still stayed. Your photos of Enji remained in a yellow envelope, tucked away in a box with a few other keepsakes.

At least, until the latest news broke. Major-league hero Endeavor was engaged. Rei, she was pretty, she seemed to complement Enji well, in both appearance, demeanor, and quirk.

But just like he didn’t make a promise, you didn’t make one either.

The news broke the next day: leaked nude photos of Endeavor, the tabloids showed the tamer ones, but described others. Pictures of him with semen on his face and chest, of him with another man whose face had been cut out of the photo with scissors.

If he was going to break your heart, there was no reason you shouldn’t break his.

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ranger-jedi-knight · 4 years ago

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A New Hero Chap 14

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20887313/chapters/59619589 Taglist: ASK AND YOU SHALL BE PUT ON~~!!!!

Ok, so here’s the next chap! Sorry about the wait, life got....interesting to say the least. At long last tho, we have Mari n Co heading to Gotham finally! Cant wait for the small reunion later this chap!! I FORGOT THE TWEETS AGAIN DAMNIT!!!!!! I am SOOOO sorry i WILL remember to keep addin them on at the ends!!!

“Your brother wants me and Lana to what?” Alya asked looking over at Dick tired.

“Stay put. Easy!” Dick replied and Alya glared at him.

“Uh, huh. He wants, me a Detective to not leave the precinct, and Lana, a college student to not move even tho she has cleanses to go to?” she repeated and Dick pressed his lips together.

“Ok, when you put it like that-” he started but got cut off by Alya putting her hand over Dick’s.

“Damian isn’t even here. Why does he care what we do since your his brother who should get his butt over to the airport since his flight should be landing in 20 or so minutes and its already 9:50. Get your ass over to that airport to give your brother a hug,” Alya said glaring and Dick yelped. “Ya, give a call when your getting back since well, you’ll see,” she said gripping his shirt and pulling him close and DIck swallowed the lump in his throat, “that Babs ain’t the only one to kick your ass into shape.”

A smirk grew on Dick’s face at that. “Is that a promise?” he teased and Alya scoffed pushing him back.

“You had your chance buddy. Now get outta here before I make you regret being late to seeing Damian arrive,” she said and Dick gave a mock salute before scurrying off, grabbing his keys as he ran while their fellow cops laugh around them.

“Did he really have a chance?” A British African American FBI agent asked as he watched Dick leave, his accent still going strong even tho he’s been in New Jersey for the last 5 years.

“Eh, possibly, Xavier. I do have eyes you know,” she said and Xavier snorted as he straightened his stack of papers. “Once maybe, until you realize he’ll only have eyes for Babs,” she continued and Xavier nodded.

“You’ll find love, I’m sure of it. If Shrek can find love as an Ogre, so can you,” Xavier said and Alya made a fake offended sound in response.

“Are you saying I look like an Ogre?” she asked and Xavier raised his hands in defense. “Not at all!” he said and some people hummed at that.

“It really sounded like it~!” the precincts secretary, Mira, hummed out with a smirk and Xavier glared over at her.

“Don’t anger the Goddess! She’ll rain down on you the wrath of almighty Zeus himself!” a different cop, Sarah she thought, shouted causing Alya to snort.

“I ain’t no Goddess, silly!” she shouted over to them. The cop in question, it was Sarah she can recognize that golden blonde ponytail anywhere, stuck her head out the break room with a look.

“No, you are a Goddess. Especially in that flowing dress, you wore for the Halloween party Dick threw,” she called and Alya rolled her eyes as some nodded agreement.

“You guys are ridiculous, get back to work,” she called and that had everyone nodding agreement while Alya chuckled to herself as she went to her desk. Xavier followed and leaned against the desk with his hip.

“Sticking a pin in that ‘Is Alya Grayson a Goddess or Not’ conversation,” he said chuckling softly, “I do hope whatever it is Dick’s brother has planned for you is nice,” he said and Alya smiled at him while nodding slowly.

“So do I. Now, isn’t Agent Fornell waiting for those documents your holding?” she asked and Xavier nodded with a smile.

“That he is. Talk to you later then. Goodbye!” he said beaming as he walked backward, waving to everyone who returned it before he left the precinct.

Alya shook her head as she pulled her phone out and texted Lana: Als: Heads up, Damian apparently wants you and I to stay put where we r

Eagle-eye: whys that???? We rnt the closest

Als: who knows. Dick was just sending the message. idk, maybe Mari wants to hug us when she arrives?

Eagle-eye: maybe. I dont got time to theorize, got a test to do

Als: GL!!

~~~~~~~~~~~~(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧~~~~~~~~~~~~

Mari was bouncing between Damian and Xander as they boarded the plane finally after waiting for so long. They had to deal with morning traffic which took forever it felt like before they arrived an hour and a half arrive before their flight left making sure they didn’t have to worry about security taking forever. And the whole time Mari stared at the desk with her leg bouncing.

With 30 minutes to spare, Ms. Bustier arrived, the last one too. The other students had converged in the gate slowly at different times but with enough time to not worry. But Ms. Bustier arrived with less than 30 minutes to spare causing her class to worry.

Which to say the least?

Was awkward.

Alya and the others that didn’t know sat at one side of the gate looking at Mari and the people that knew awkwardly. They felt bad but knew they messed up.

BIG time.

Like MEGA BIG TIME that a simple apology wouldn’t work. It didn’t help that Mari’s friends didn’t let them thru. Kim, Nino, Chloe, Sabrina, Max, Lila, Xan, and Adrien all glared at them while Damian focused on Mari. Meanwhile, Alya, Alix, Mylene, Ivan, and Rose all tried figuring out what they could do to earn favor back from Mari. Juleka was the only one in the pure neutral middle ground. She skimmed the email and knew a movie was being filmed.

But didn’t know Lila was lying for sure.

She could guess. When Mari tried saying that and the disagreed she figured she’d stay quiet. She didn’t need anyone else trying to make her life hell. So Mari was neutral toward the girl as she hasn’t been present at that moment. So she was silently supporting the group and offering tidbits to help them realize that they need to change themselves before trying to regain Mari’s trust and friendship.

Only Time Will Tell.

They boarded the plane and sat back for the long flight. Most of them slept during the trip. Mari and Lila included. The two leaned against each other while Xan and Damian talked. Well, Damian talked. Which was odd. But it distracted Xan from the anxiety pooling in his gut as they flew.

After some time, and some crackers, the dread settled down. Damian told him everything that’s happened in Gotham since he left. Some he didn’t like hearing. But as Damian reminded him, everything was ok. No one is hurt.

Soon after Damian finished, Mari and Lila woke up. Lila smiled as she and Damian switched seats and she took Xan’s hand into hers. “It’ll be fine. They’re going to be so happy to see you,” she said quietly and Xan nodded.

“Even knowing what happened?” he asked and Lila hummed, tracing a finger along the back of his hand in nonsensical patterns.

“Ya, I think so. I think that they’re just going to be so happy that you survived everything and came back to them. From what it sounds like, if you didn’t, you wouldn’t be here today,” Lila whispered leaning her head against his shoulder. In return, Xan lightly leaned his head against her head with a sigh.

“Ya, that’s what Damian said too. I know it’s true, but my head just keeps pushing all these doubts,” he mumbled.

“That’s fair. It’s been 8 years since you’ve seen them. Lana watched you get hit. And then, seemingly right before her eyes, you disappear. People change with time. But, those bonds? They don’t typically change. I bet they still miss you as if it was just yesterday,” she replied and Xan nodded slowly, placing his other hand over their hands, squeezing her hands.

“Thank you,” he whispered as they relaxed in their seats and played a movie for the rest of the flight.

“I hope they enjoy the surprise,” Mari whispered and Damian gave a small nod at that.

“I have no doubt that they’ll love it,” he said and Mari smiled softly at that.

“Ya, and they have you to thank for that,” she said and Damian gave a shrug.

“You did most of the work and helped him get better,” he pointed out and Mari smiled as she pressed a kiss to his cheek, a faint blush on her cheeks from doing that, not seeing Damian’s faint blush either.

“Well, I wouldn’t have been able to help if you hadn’t helped him escape. You may not have stayed, but you certainly did help,” she said softly and Damian nodded slowly at that. He remembered it clearly. Even tho it happened over a year ago, it was clear to him.

Damian had turned the GPS off the batjet and flew to Nanda Parbat. He remembered the boy that his mother kidnapped and brought back to life. He remembered training with him a couple of times to let him know he wouldn’t tolerate anything but perfection. He didn’t know what happened to the boy older than him when he left. But then he learned and regretted everything.

Xander was the little brother to Dick’s partner Alya who disappeared. He learned from Issi that Xan, or better known as Whisper in the League, was alive still and there. She had wanted to help get him out since she helped care for him, but she couldn’t without getting caught or killed for real. But now he’d fix the mistake he made.

It was quite easy to sneak into the building. He made his way to where he remembered his bedroom was. He knocked out any guard he saw and pounded on the door. Xan was wearing his training gear when he opened the door. He didn’t recognize Damian as the angry 9-year-old that beat him up when he first arrived. He was wearing all black with a hood and mask on to hide his identity. “W-who are you?” Xan asked suspiciously as he picked up the sword he kept next to the door.

“Do you want to stay here?” Damian asked and Xan looked at him confused.

“Wha-?”

“Do you want to stay here or escape? I can get you out,” he said and Xan glanced around before nodding slowly.

“I want to go back home,” he said and Damian nodded as he then started tugging Xan out. Damian was shocked he was still able to recognize Xan after all this time and all the changes. He wasn’t the same short, scrawny 11-year-old. He had filled out and was taller than Damian by quite a few inches.

“I’ll get you home then,” he said leading them out. As they ran out in the snow, Damian was behind Xan making sure he didn’t get hit. Which was a miracle in the storm, slipping on hidden ice as they ran. But he had been. So the best bet was to get him to Mari and Fu who would help him heal. So when he reached the outskirts of Paris, he cloaked and flew to an alley near the fight and helped Xan out. “This is as far as I can get you. I’m sorry,” he whispered as Xan gripped his head falling to the ground with his backed pressed to the wall.

“I just wish I could have brought him home all the way,” he whispered and Mari took his hand in hers and gave it a squeeze.

“You did what you could, Dami. He was hurt and needed help. If he had been taken directly to Gotham, who knows what would have happened,” she argued and Damian nodded slowly.

“Yes, I know. I just....when he recognized me when I saw the tat on his back. I....I wasn’t prepared to see the tat on his back and I forgot he was there still. So much happened since I got him out, I forgot he was with you. And he didn’t remember me helping him out. And I told him and he was happy. Even thou I didn’t get him out safely, he was happy,” he said at length and Mari once more squeezed his hand. “Well, that’s probably because he knew you did your best. You went back to get him out of that place unprompted. You could have left him there, but you didn’t. You got him out with only a head injury that made everything fuzzy. Give yourself credit, Dami,” Mari said and Damian gave her a small smile at the end of her little speech.

“Thank you,” he whispered and Mari beamed at him.

After some time, the plane landed and they went thru the sequence to leave. Mari smiled as she watched Dick hug Damian with his brothers behind him smirking at his mock displeasure. When Xan appeared talking to Lila, the entire Wayne Family froze in shock. “Y-you-!” Jason started shocked.

“Xander?” Dick asked, a heartbroken tone in his voice. Xan froze where he was and looked up at the family. He didn’t seem to be breathing as he nodded slowly. “Your alive,” he breathed out before making his way over and setting his hands on Xan’s shoulders. Dick started looking him over while the other two made their way over. He then pulled Xan in for a bone-crushing hug causing a surprise sound to leave Xan. “I’m so glad your alive,” he continued.

“Man, this is your surprise, Pixiepop?” Jason asked and Mari nodded with a smile. “They’re going to love it,” he said messing up both Xan’s and Mari’s hair.

“I hope so,” Mari said and Tim gave Mari a reassuring look.

“Mari, they are going to love this. Dont doubt yourself, you’ll see,” Tim said as the rest of the class left the plane.

“You got him?” Mari asked and the boys nodded as they followed everyone to baggage claim.

“Ya, just meet us at the precinct in 20 minutes. I wouldn’t want you to miss the surprise,” Dick replied and Mari smiled with a nod.

Mari-aculous @MDC_Designs The BIG SURPRISE is in 20 minutes~!! Cant wait to see their faces!!! #soexcited #sosoon #almostthere #surprises Dick @ FlyingGrayson Theyre going to LOVE it! Be prepared for lots of hugs Mari!!!

Ok, so here it is!!! The next chap!!! So this was takin while to push out that I decided I wanted to give the reunion scene a proper thing by giving it its own chap. Next chap we will see the Grayson Reunion!!!!! I cant wait for you guys to see it!!! until next time!! ~Love Willa<3<3<3

#fanfic #fanfic update #update #my writing #A New Hero #ANH #chap 14 #maribat #daminette #ml x dc #long time no update #my bad #lol #Lana Grayson #Alya Grayson #Xander Grayson

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benhardyisdaddy · 5 years ago

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Unexpected

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(hope whoever requested this likes it <3 also ben looks soft and cute in this pic, i cant rn)

Word Count: 4,326

WARNING: underage drinking, unwanted pregnancy angst

One week before Summer vacation’s over and you’re officially a senior. Eighteen looked good on you and you were so determined to do amazing in school - like always - and earn your way into an Ivy League. It was a huge dream of yours and you wouldn’t let anything get in that way.

“What do you mean you’re not going to Will’s party tonight? You promised!”

You were laying on your bed with your phone to your ear. Your best friend Ben is on the other line with a pathetically sad voice.

“Will’s thrown an end of summer part since we were in second grade! We always go together! You can’t bail on me now!”

You just sigh as you roll over onto your belly and close your eyes.

“Ben, it’s just that I want a clear head before we go back. This is the year of y/n, okay? I don’t want anything to ruin this.”

“So a silly party might ruin your reputation and acceptance into college?” he asks with a dramatic voice.

You roll your eyes again.

“This is serious to me, Ben! I’ve worked hard to get where I’m at.”

“Don’t have to rub it in.” he says softly, causing your heart to break a bit.

Ben still hasn’t gotten any acceptance letters to colleges he had applied for this Summer and it was bumming him out badly. You could tell.

“What time do you want to leave?” you ask with a slight smile as you change the topic.

You can hear Ben slightly gasp and can practically hear the smile on his face.

“Is that you saying that you’ll go!?” he asks loudly.

“Yes. I’ll go with you to Will's silly party! Pick me up around eight?”

Ben looks at the clock and realizes that’s only thirty minutes from now. He smiles and nods, even though you can’t see it.

“Eight it is.”

***

The idea didn’t seem so bad to you after you got yourself all ready. It was your senior year after all. This would be your last end of Summer party with your friends. You wanted to get dolled up and look nice for the occasion… Or possibly look nice for Aaron - your crush. You know he’ll be there so you mentally thank Ben for making you say yes.

You’re waiting downstairs in your living when there’s a honk just outside. You know it’s Ben. You say goodbye to your parents as you rush off. Ben’s in the driver's seat with a big goofy grin on his face. You hurry to the car and slide in.

“You look fancy.” he says in a purr like voice.

You roll your eyes and lightly blush.

“For Aaaaaron?” he asks, drawing out his name.

You reach over and shove his arm playfully, causing him to laugh out loud.

“What’s wrong with just wanting to look nice, huh!?”

You both talk about anything and everything as you drive to the party. It’s located out by the docks on the lake like every year. That meant swimming, bonfires and god knows what else. You both finally arrive as he parks the car. You jump out and look around at the swarm of kids that were here. Your knew everyone that was here, but it felt odd seeing them after a year of being absent for Summer. It was nice to see familiar faces. You scan around and spot Aaron and your heart jumps. He’s near a table with all kinds of drinks on them - including alcohol. It was a party after all.

“Want a drink?” asks Ben as if he’s read your mind.

“Please!”

He nods and walks away towards the table. You slowly follow behind him with your eyes on Aaron. He’s smiling and laughing with one of his friends as you stare at him with actual heart eyes. You’re closer to the table when Aaron looks over and spots you. He smiles big and waves. It catches you off guard as you stand up straight and awkwardly wave back. He definitely caught you staring. Your face burned as you walk up more.

“How was your Summer break?” asks Aaron as he walks up and brings you in for a hug.

You’re frozen as he leans away with that sweet smile still plastered on his face.

“Oh,” you say fast, realizing you need to speak. “It was awesome! Thanks. How, uh, how was yours?”

Aaron shrugs and continues smiling as Ben turns from the table and stops as he watches you two. He knows about your feelings towards Aaron and doesn’t want to ruin the moment for you. Ben sips on his drink as he just stands back and observes.

“Wasn’t too bad actually.” says Aaron. “Missed my science buddy though.” he teases as he talks about you.

You giggle and move a piece of hair behind your hair - your way too obvious way of flirting.

“Well, maybe we’ll have that class again this yea-”

Before you can finish, Clara, the popular girl in school, walks up and wraps her arms around Aaron’s waist all while leaning up and kissing him. Your smile falls fast as you watch their intimate moment. You look away and feel your heart break. Ben watches you as he lowers the cup, his heart breaking for you as well. You’re looking around awkwardly as you rub your arm. Aaron and Clara look to you as her face falls.

“Can we help you?” she asks rudely.

Aaron speaks up in defense.

“No, babe, I was talking to y/n about how I missed my science buddy. She use to let me copy her stuff all the time.” he laughs out.

Oh, you think to yourself. That’s why you missed me.

“Hey, y/n!” calls out Ben to rescue you.

He walks up and you watch as Clara eyes him up and down, a smile on her face. He doesn’t pay her any attention as he’s only focused on you.

“Here’s your drink. Let’s go by the fire.” he says quickly before grabbing your hand and leading you away.

You follow him without a fight. You were thankful for the save. The two of you walk until you spot a giant log sitting by the huge campfire. You sit down and down your drink in an instant. Ben gets back up and steals a bottle of liquor for you two to share. You’re staring at the fire as your head starts buzzing.

“Thank you.” you say quietly.

Ben knows what you’re referring to. He reaches over and wraps an arm around your shoulder as he pulls you close to him. He kisses your head and rests his on it for a moment.

“Anytime.” he says back, causing you to smile.

You lean away to drink some more. You’re staring over at Aaron and watching as him and Clara hang all over each other. They look so happy and it made you sick.

“Why would he want her?” you ask. “She’s the rudest human I’ve ever met.”

“Agreed.” says Ben with a mouth full of booze.

You just shake your head and down another drink. It was starting to mess with your head and you were actually kind of happy. You needed to let loose for a bit. Let go of all of your stress before the actual stress even begins.

“Wanna dance?” asks Ben randomly as he watches a big group of kids dancing like crazy on a gravely patch to the right of you.

You watch them for a moment before smiling and standing up. You wobble for a moment, but catch yourself.

“After you,” you say to him.

The two of you hurry up and begin dancing like crazy. Ben’s holding your hand and twirls you around as you laugh. He does some silly dance moves that make you cry from laughter. When the song’s over, you both return back to your seat. But as you sit down, you both miss the log at the same time and land on your butts. You’re drunk as you both lean against one another and laugh hard. You continue to sit on the ground as you sip on your drink some more.

“I’m really drunk.” you confess to Ben.

He laughs and nods.

“Me too.”

You look back over to Aaron and frown.

“She’s so lucky.” you say. “I bet he’s so good in bed.”

Ben chokes on his drink as he coughs, making you look at him fast.

“What!?” you ask.

“Innocent y/n talking about a guy in bed. I’m surprised.”

You roll your eyes at him.

“I’m not as innocent as you think, Ben.”

He raises a brow to you.

“Oh really? Do you even know what a sex is?”

“A sex!?” you ask as you laugh hard.

“Yes! A sex!” he laughs out.

“For your information,” you slur. “There’s a lot that you don’t know about me. Especially me with sex.”

Ben’s actually shocked by that. His face falls and his mouth closes.

“You’ve…?” he asks.

You nod proudly.

“Of course I have. Have you…?”

“Yeah, of course.” he laughs. “Just a bit shocked by yours.”

You look back to Aaron and frown once more.

“I just bet he’s so good.”

“Jesus, y/n. There’s other men out there that are decent at sex ya know. I bet he’s shit.”

“Oh really?” you ask. “Are you good in bed, Benjamin?”

“Actually,” he says smugly. “I’m quite freaking fantastic.”

You’re taken aback by his bluntness.

“Oh…” is all you can say.

“That’s what you need though,” he says taking a swig. “A good shag. You’ve probably been deprived all Summer.”

Honestly, he was right. You’ve been so focused on school and your studies this Summer that you failed to do anything remotely fun.

“But, you know, I didn’t have any all Summer either. So, ya know, it’s just an idea… Maybe,”

You lean away and raise a brow at him with a somewhat twisted face.

“Ben, are you trying to say what I think you’re saying?” you ask a bit loud.

He just looks around and then back at you.

“...Maybe…”

***

Ben slowly moved his car down the dirt road that it was parked on. The car was far away from anybody as you straddled his lap in the back seat. Your lips were pressed together in a hot and messy kiss. His hands roamed your body as you grind into him.

“Just to be clear,” you say pulling away. “I don’t like you like this, okay?”

“Ditto.” he says fast, trying to go back to kissing you.

“We’re just doing this because we’re super drunk and turned on. And because I have angry sexual frustrations over Aaron that I need to release. Got it?”

“Got it, but if you say his name again, I’m gonna have to leave.”

You both laugh as you shake your head and resume your kissing. The car windows were fogged up and you were so happy that no one was able to look inside and see what the two of you were doing.

***

2 Weeks Later

School had started back up and you were thrilled about how well you were already doing. You and Ben had practically every class together, besides first hour. Last year, you had none, so you were happy. It was time for lunch as you both made your way to the cafeteria. Surprisingly, you weren’t hungry. You opted for a drink instead and sat next to Ben as you both talked about anything and everything, but today Ben decided to bring up another topic.

“We never really spoke about what happened that night…” he lingers.

Your eyes go wide as you look around fast, hoping no one could hear you.

“Ben!” you scold. “What is there to talk about? We were drunk and just bored.”

“I know, but I didn’t want this to be weird or anything.”

“Nothing’s weird.” you smile. “You’re still my best friend and that’s all.”

That relieved Ben as you both enjoy your lunch break with laughter about what had happened that day so far.

***

2 Weeks Later

You had woken up that Tuesday morning with horrible nausea. You weren’t running a fever, but you felt like you had the flu. You were constantly in the bathroom as you released everything you ate the day before. You felt horrible. Your mom decided that you needed to go get checked out at the hospital and she’d go with you.

It felt like forever in the waiting room before your name was called. You were taken back to a room where you had to get dressed in a hospital gown. After checking you and drawing blood, your doctor was there.

“Heard we’re not feeling good today.” she says sweetly as she checks your chart.

“Yeah, I’ve had the worst nausea ever. It just keeps hitting out of the blue.”

She’s quiet as she studies the paper and then speaks.

“Tell me, y/n, when was your last period?”

You sit there and think for a moment before your heart jumps.

“I, uh,” you look to your mom as she watches you closely, a confused look on her face when you linger. “I guess I’m sort of late for it.” you say quietly.

Your mother swallows hard and leans back in her chair. The doctor looks to you and then to her.

“Mrs. y/l/n, do you mind if I speak to y/n alone real quick. She’s considered an adult now and I just need to ask her a few more questions by herself.” she says with a smile.

Your mom nods and looks to you with a half sad smile. She reaches over and grabs your hand for a moment before standing up and exiting the room. Once she’s gone, the doctor turns to face you.

“Alright, mom’s gone so now I can ask you some questions. Are you sexually active?” she asks.

You shake your head no fast but then stop. You remember Ben instantly and your stomach twisted.

“No… Well, once, but…” you trail off.

The doctor just watches you as she nods and stands up.

“We’re gonna take another sample of blood real fast and I’ll go tell mom that she can come back in.”

All you can do is nod as she leaves the room. What was happening!? They can’t actually think that you might be pregnant… Right? Your mother comes back in and says nothing as she sits down and stares at the floor. A nurse walks in and hurries to draw some more of your blood. You’re told that it’ll take a bit for them to get the results… And they did.

And you were pregnant.

***

You’re sat in the passenger side as your mother drives back home. You’ve just been told you were going to have a baby and it felt like a bad dream. You stared out the window until she finally speaks up.

“I tell you the same thing over and over, y/n, always wear protection! I was your age once, I know what it’s like to have urges. I don’t care what you do, I just needed you to do that one thing and you didn’t.”

Tears well up in your eyes as you look over and watch her speak. She doesn’t look angry, she doesn’t even sound angry. Just disappointed, which was somehow worse.

“I was seventeen when I had you,” she says finally looking over at you. “Was I too young? Yes. Do I regret it at all? Absolutely not. I’d do it again in a heartbeat, it’s just… It’s just that I didn’t want you to miss out on things like I did.”

“I don’t have to.” you barely whisper.

Your mother looks over and she understands what you’re referring to. She looks back to the road and nods.

“I think that’s something you should probably talk to the father about. Speaking of the father… Do I even want to know who it is, because when you’re father finds out…” she lingers off as she sighs about the moment you have to tell your father.

You take in a deep breath and look down at your hands.

“Ben.” you barely whisper.

Your mom’s head flies to look at you, her eyes wide.

“I’m sorry, who?” she asks.

“Ben…” you say once more.

“Ben?! Your best friend Ben!? The same Ben that you use to take bubble baths with when you were two!?”

All you can do is nod. Your mother looks back to the road and just shrugs.

“In an odd way I’m actually a bit relieved that it wasn’t that Anthony kid from your school.”

“Aaron, mom.” you correct her.

She rolls her eyes at his name.

“His name can be whatever - doesn’t make him less of an idiot.”

That comment makes both of you laugh and some stress falls off your shoulders. But she’s right… You need to tell Ben.

***

“Ya know, being asked to meet in the park after dinner really makes me think you’re going to murder me.” teases Ben as he jogs up to you.

You’re sat on a swing as you gently go back and forth. You didn’t laugh at his dumb joke which made him a bit worried.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asks as he sits on the swing beside you.

You can’t look him in the eyes as you stare down at your feet.

“I went to the hospital today.” you say quietly.

“Shit, are you okay!?” he asks worried.

“I’m… I’m fine.” you tell him. “I just found out something that I need to tell you and I don’t want you to get angry at me for it. Okay?”

You finally look to him and your eyes are watery. He was beyond worried.

“Okay.” he whispers.

You take in a deep breath and close your eyes.

“I’m pregnant.”

You open them to watch as Ben’s face goes pale. He’s staring at you as you wave your hand in front of his face.

“Ben?” you ask, causing him to come back to reality.

“Is it mine?” he asks fast.

You’re offended by that questions as your face twists up and you stand fast.

“Yeah, Ben, because I sleep with so many people!” you shout as you begin walking away fast.

He jumps up from the swing and yells out to you before gently grabbing your arm to stop you.

“I didn’t mean it like that and you know it. I’m sorry! I’m just… I’m just trying to process all of this, okay? I wasn’t expecting that. At all. I don’t even know what to say.”

You realize that he was still in shock as you look down and nod your head. You wrap your arms around yourself as he watches you.

“I - we - can’t raise a baby right now. I have college to look forward to. I wanted to talk to you about adoption and-”

“Adoption?” he asks confused.

“Yeah? I can’t give up my dreams because of one dumb mistake we made, Ben.”

Ben sarcastically laughs as he takes a step backwards.

“Your dreams? You see, yn, that’s so typical of you to always be thinking of yourself.”

You’re taken aback by his harsh statement as your eyes narrow.

“Thinking of myself?! Ben, this is Ivy League we’re talking about! You can go to a community college whenever you want, but mine’s a big deal!”

You knew that was a mistake to say whenever the words slipped from your mouth. Ben laughs and raises his eyebrows as you close your eyes and sigh.

“I’m sorry, Ben. That’s not what I meant, okay? I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s fine. I’m gonna go and not get in your way of whatever it is you want. As long as you reach the top, right? Because my opinion on this doesn’t matter.”

He turns around and begins walking away as you shout out for him to stop, but he doesn’t. That didn’t go as you planned.

***

3 Months Pregnant

“Ben, I have my first ultrasound appointment today and I really want you to be there. I know we’ve been distant lately, but I could really use you there by my side. Please?”

You hang up the phone as your mom walks into the living room with your coat.

“Didn’t answer?” she asks sadly.

You just shake your head as you wipe away a tear and stand up to leave. You were nervous for your appointment. The drive wasn’t long until you get there. You’re taken back to a room and lay down on a bed. You lift your shirt up and expose your slightly swollen belly. Your mom smiles at the sight as you look around at all of the odd machinery in the room. There’s a knock at the door and in walks your doctor.

“Ready to see your baby?” she asks sweetly as she sits down on a small chair in front of a screen.

As she’s rubbing a weird green jelly on your stomach, there’s a loud knock at the door. You all look to it as it opens up and in walks Ben. He looks out of breath as he just awkwardly smiles and looks to you. You’re shocked to see him as you grin and sit up slightly.

“You came.” you whisper.

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” he replies.

He walks over and greets your mom with a hug as he places a chair near you and sits. The two of you sadly smile at one another and by the look in his eyes, he’s telling you that he’s sorry. You hold out your hand for him to take, symbolizing that you were too. He takes it as the two of you watch the tiny screen light up.

“There it is.” says the nurse showing you the tiny face.

Your heart swells as you quietly cry to yourself. You look over and watch as Ben’s eyes are blood red and he’s crying too, along with your mom.

“It’s so tiny.” you whisper, looking back to the screen.

“I can’t believe that’s our baby.” whispers Ben, a sweet smile on his face.

The way he was looking at it made something in your head start turning. It made your heart swell up and something felt different.

***

6 Months Pregnant

“Is it odd to have a baby shower when we’re giving her up for adoption?” asks Ben a bit sad as he places pink plates on a table.

Your mom looks over to you and gives you a knowing smile as you look back to Ben.

“Ben,” you start as he looks over to you. “I’ve been thinking about things a lot lately. College will always be there for me when I’m ready to go, but this,” you say as you place your hands on your bump. “This whole parent thing seems much more rewarding than that, so…” you linger, causing Ben to understand what you’re trying to say.

He steps towards you fast with his eyes wide and a serious look on his face.

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying!?” he asks fast.

All you can do is bite your lip and nod. Ben’s face broke into a huge grin as he reaches forward and hugs you.

“You have no idea how happy that makes me.” he whispers against you.

You wrap your arms around him and nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck.

“Me too.” you whisper back.

***

9 Months Pregnant

“Breathe, it’s okay. You’re doing so great. Just breathe.”

You’re in a hospital bed as contractions hit you hard. Your water had broken while Ben was moving some of his stuff into your room for the arrival of the baby. It was a week early and you weren’t expecting it. Ben and your mom were in the room with you as he held your hand and allowed you to squeeze it as hard as you want.

“You’re doing so good.” he whispers as he rubs your back with his free hand.

“I don’t want her to think she was a mistake!” you yell out randomly, causing your mom and Ben to look at each other confused.

“Why would she think that?” he asks.

“Because her parents aren’t even in love! We’re two best friends having a baby and I don’t want her to hate us for that! I don’t want it to feel like a broken home!”

Ben laughs softly as he feels bad for you thinking that.

“Hey, no! It’s not like we’ve gotten a divorce or broke up. There’s not going to be any split holidays or separate birthday parties, okay? She’s being born into a family that loves her more than she’ll ever know. Understand? Yeah, we’re not the typical ‘fall in love and have a baby’ scenario, but we do love each other and she’ll always see that.”

You’re looking up to Ben as you cry hard at what he’s saying. You nod your head and feel a million times better already.

“Thank you for that.” you whisper just before another contraction hits.

Your rooms door opens up and in walks the doctor as she puts on some gloves.

“Alright, who’s ready to have a baby?”

***

1 Hour Later

You’re laying in the bed with Ben at your side. Your mom had ran out to grab some food as you both admire your beautiful baby girl.

“She has your eyes.” you tell him.

“Well she has your lips.” he says with a smile.

“I can’t believe we created something this beautiful.” you whisper as she begins squirming around and makes the sweetest little noise.

You both scrunch your faces and ‘awww’ at it. You look over to Ben and smile.

“I’m glad she’s ours.” you admit. “This is a way better feeling than receiving an acceptance letter.”

Ben laughs softly as he kisses your head.

“I can agree with you on that.”

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trueslove · 5 years ago

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✧･ﾟ: * ( park jiwon , cis female , she / her ) have you seen violet hwang around ? i hear the twenty-one year old is working as an art director . did you know they have 97 love alarm points ? if they ever want to be truly loved someday they should ease up on being temperamental & enigmatic . at least you can say they’re disarming & convivial, too. / love alarm blocked

hello ! im xan and ur watching d*sney channel ... just kidding we do NOT support big corporations who just wanna take ur money 😔 im 22 , from the est timezone ( even though my sleeping schedule ... does not reflect that sjbdwjkbdjdw ) & i go by she / her pronouns ! im gonna be honest this intro is gonna be completely winged so buckle up .... and meet violet 😋

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ quick stats + aesthetics !

full name: violet hwang.

nickname(s): vee, vivi.

zodiac: tba....

sexuality: bisexual.

birthplace: manhattan, new york.

current residence: toronto, canada.

aesthetics: maraschino cherries at the bottom of a glass, driving with the windows down at night, unanswered text messages, black nail polish, the sound of rain hitting the windowpane, kissing and not telling, smiles that don’t quite reach the eyes.

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ backstory !

was born and raised in nyc baby ! she’s a true city girl, grew up in lower manhattan ( the financial district if u wanna get specific ) to a family with lots of $$$$ thanks to her father’s position as a ceo of an investment bank located on wall street

life was pretty smooth until she was 17 and her father got arrested for embezzlement and fraud </3 it was actually a huge scandal for the investment bank he worked for because it was a whole group of higher ups who had been in on these crimes. basically a bunch of already rich men trying to get richer ... disgusting ik /:

her life changed pretty drastically after that ! the hwang name was all over the news, their family was pretty much disgraced by high society in nyc, not a very fun time for anyone but especially not for violet’s mom

after her dad got arrested violet was uhh high key furious with him for ruining their lives with his greed and she wanted nothing to do with him, but her mom couldnt let go. she was still defending him, spending the money they had left on lawyers which included the money the family had set aside for violet’s trust fund that she would have had access to once she was 18 </3

so her plans for college changed pretty drastically JSDBJWBDJW ( goodbye ivy league education ) she actually ended up getting into the university of toronto for visual studies on an academic scholarship

so she made the big move all on her own....moved into a tiny dorm...and vowed to reinvent herself. she didnt wanna be labeled as the daughter of a white collar criminal anymore so she just made it a point not to talk to much abt her past to anyone

her struggles as someone who grew up with $$$$ turning into a broke college student made for some embarrassing but funny moments <3 luckily though everyone else had their own struggles so no one found it suspicious JSBDJWBDJ

when love alarm launched three years ago, violet had just started college so it was really the Big thing anyone and everyone was talking about. since she’d never been a fan of other dating apps, she wasn’t gonna download it but her roommate at the time convinced her ! at first it was fun, just something she didnt take too seriously

fast forward to graduation and she’s snagged a job as an art director for a little local museum, doing freelance art directing on the side to help pay the bills. low and behold one day a photographer hires her to be the art director to a shoot they’re doing for a badge club member who was in a very high profile and public relationship at the time

violet ended up working with that photographer and badge club member a handful of times, enough for her to catch fee-🤢 catch feelin-🤢 i cant even say it .. she’d never rung anyone’s love alarm before, so of course her first time had to be with someone who was already taken </3 safe to say she ... freaked out

she was embarrassed above all else, but also heartbroken bc in her head like ... why would someone who literally is part of an exclusive club based on ppl ringing their love alarm care that she rung theirs ? she didnt think it’d be a big deal to them the way it was to her ( but also didn’t stick around long enough to find out jsxbsjbdjw )

when she was offered the block she didn’t hesitate to use it figuring it’s better if no one knows her romantic feelings ever again like that /: she’d delete the app but a part of her still likes knowing there are ppl out there who DO like her like that so ... Rip truly

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ personality + tidbits !

she comes across as ... kind of a bitch SDJBJWBJWBDW it’s truly not on purpose she just has a pretty serious resting expression most of the time ( so she looks mad or annoyed even when she isn’t ) and she’s pretty difficult to get to know ? not to mention the fact that no one has ever witnessed her ring someone’s love alarm .. so all that combined just makes it easy to assume she’s some sort of ice queen when that’s far from the truth /:

violet really isn’t one to open up too deep to people, but that’s got a lot to do with the past she’s kind of running away from ! so if you’re her friend most of the stuff you know about her is probably surface stuff, but when she’s close to someone she can make that fact hard to realize ? she just has a way with making the people in her life feel important so it’s easy not to be focused on how much you know about her

never bothers to correct the people that misjudge her. if you don’t like her, if you want to make up assumptions and rumors about her, go ahead like violet really won’t stop you which can sometimes make meeting new people difficult </3 if you’ve seen the dating class webdrama chuu was in she’s kinda like oh seyoung’s chara joowon 🤧

if she wants to, though, she’s pretty good at getting people to like her / trust her ! she does this a lot in professional situations, which is why she’s been doing so well as an art director so far despite being so young

she’s also very loyal to her friends ! if you can’t ask for extra sauces at mcdonald’s....if you can’t make a phone call to your credit card company explaining that a $3,000 charge to starbucks wasn’t you.....she’s your girl <3 since she’s relatively not bothered by the way people see her ( unless it has to do with her past ) she’s usually the one speaking up if someone she cares about can’t

after the ... incident ... JSDBWJDBWJ she’s really not a fan of the badge club and everything it stands for ): BUT she continues to do art directing work for a lot of the members when they do photoshoots, or instagram campaigns, or if they have a pop up shop, etc. it’s good money and she needs every penny considering she’s living without support from her family

cannot cook to save her life so she’s always eating out .. this really is why she’s taking those more high profile jobs she can’t budget .. but it’s better, safety wise at least, that she continues wasting her money on takeout aha <3

pretends she’s not a romantic and is all about the ~casual flings~ but really she’s just afraid of serious feelings and the idea of a serious relationship ... it’s the trauma 😔 constantly jokes shes gonna bring the tinder whore era back JWDBWJBDJW she is sick of this true love nonsense ! ( the irony of this url ahaha... )

she’s the most social after a few drinks, since drunk her isn’t burdened by a mind that overthinks literally everything the way she is sober. if you don’t supervise her though she can get pretty carried away and probably get into some kind of trouble so she’s definitely not the person you want to be in charge on a night out !

really wants a dog but doesn’t think she’s cut out to be a pet parent it feels just as scary as the idea of having an actual kid so ... BDWBDJW if you have a pet ? she’s gonna be living vicariously through you <3

━ ˙ ˖ ☆ wanted connections !

the photographer that hired her / introduced her to the badge club member she ended up having feelings for

the badge club remember she had / has feelings for because we love suffering 😈

old roommates from college !! maybe even the one that got her to download love alarm in the first place hehehe

also a current roommate / roommates because your girl can’t afford to live on her own <3

someone she’s confided in about her past ( maybe they judged her for it and had a falling out, or maybe they remain confidants )

an ex bf or gf she dated while she was in school ! she never rang their love alarm ( even though this was pre block ) so maybe that’s why things ended between them. or maybe they never rang each others and it was just a mutual thing where they both didn’t really have feelings for each other and tried to date anyway and it didn’t work. or perhaps they dated and when violet realized she was starting to have those feelings she dipped before she ever got a chance to ring their love alarm bc she didn’t want to be exposed like that and commitment is scary ):

spare best friend ? i’d use a knife emoji to show you how serious i am but i dont wanna scare anyone away aha .. i would just love a best friend plot 🥺

current flings / hookups or past flings / hookups ! i imagine most of them to not be serious but it would be kinda cool if there was someone she’s seeing now that she’s got the love alarm block that she’s actually falling for considering she’s never gonna be able to ring their love alarm hehehehe

people she art directs for !! i imagine she’s got a pretty long list of employers ( from badge club members to regular folk 🤧 ) so it would be cool to have people who hire her for stuff, or who collaborate with her for artistic endeavors since i’ve noticed we have a lot of artsy muses <3

ummm maybe an enemy. but where it’s like .. the hate isn’t even that deep it’s just like oh you dislike me ? well i dislike you FIRST 😠 and they insult each other and try and sabotage each other like five year olds fighting on the playground like it seems super serious to them but to everyone watching it’s like ... can you guys just get over it you dumb babies KSDBSDBWD like they could probably be good friends if they just .. stopped

and you’ve reached the end of this NOVEL of an intro post JDBJWBDJWBDW im literally so sorry i tried not to ramble but ..... its just who i am </3 please come shoot me a message to plot !!! you can use tumblr ims but im way more available / quicker to respond on discord so if u wanna add me there and plot u can find me at junhee mr. soft hands ʕ´• ᴥ•̥`ʔ#8172 i also did not check this post for typos so if u find one ... mind ur business 😭😭😭

#╰ ♡ . 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒔𝒔 ── ooc ! ┘#lovealarm.intro #HELPSDBWJD finally i finished.....im so sorry in advance this is . so long #also im going out in like 2 hours to eat so if im slow to respond to messages tonight u know whats going on <33333

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iamsonyeondone · 5 years ago

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red string of fate // lee taeyong

college and soulmate au! taeyong

there’s no angst in this just fluff ^^

everyone had their own red string of fate

one end tied to your pinky while the other end belonged to your soulmate

everything had been decided by that famous red string, each individual being presented with it when they reached of legal age

but no one knows where all this originated from or whoever made it up

all they knew was that the red string tied securely on their pinky will never untie, break or disappear

unless either partners went through certain circumstances

of course everyone fawned over this magical occurrence, it being the first topic that any human would speak of

it was always ‘red string’ this or ‘fate’ that

and it made you grow tired of it by the time you graduated from high school

and that annoyance that lingered whenever someone would mention it slowly turned into anger, fueled by the incessant questions that flood your thoughts and ears every day

‘you havent had a red string yet?” or the ‘arent you scared of being alone?’

the first time you heard those questions made you fidget with worry in the beginning

and you subconsciously comforted yourself with the idea that your fate would come to you when the time was right

no one can rush something such as being destined-to-be-soulmates

but the questions doubled over and you learnt how to selectively mute their words

but that was all in the pass

the moment you saw the red string appear on your pinky you went speechless for the entire day

you had no idea how to feel or how to react because after all these years, the pesky red string finally appeared before your eyes

you even tried cutting it with a pair of kitchen scissors

let’s just say you almost lost your life from flying kitchen equipment and that the red string remained unscathed

Once you got over the phenomenon, you called up your best friend to break the news to

but you were only met with the sound of the familiar beeping

yep he hung up the moment you told him the news

because in the next five minutes, you find yuta and johnny huffing and puffing on your doormat, sweat trickling down their skin

“its,,,time,,t,to,,celebrate” yuta managed a little smile before crawling into your apartment, welcoming the cool air of the ac

for the next few hours, the three of you ramble on about the new found miracle while they explained their own experience when they found out about their own path to their destined lover

“i really thought you would end up as a cat or dog lady,” johnny said in between bites, all of you deciding to have a pizza party as a celebration

“hEY, being a crazy cat lady aint that bad,,,wait now that you said about being a dog lady,,,”

“istg y/n you take care of yourself first before actually getting one. i mean look at you, you’re still wearing the same outfit from yesterday”

“SHUT IT NAKAMOTO SAVE WATER SAVE THE EARTH”

the next few weeks, you struggle trying to focus in your lectures, your gaze always focusing the vibrant red on your smallest finger

and you cant help but try to see if you could find ‘the one’ by looking for the owner of the other end of the string

you were intensely watching the crowd from inside the campus’s cafe, sipping on your drink while you looked for someone

but it was funny; you had no idea how this person looked or how they acted but somehow your heart is pounding in your ears just by the thought

but you were brought back to the present by the waiter, he looked pretty familiar

was he in one of your lectures?

maybe you bumped into each other at a party

“you’re y/n right? that guy in the corner bought you a muffin,” he smiled sweetly

you glanced back up at his name tag. ‘kun’? oH you saw him at the bar performing magic tricks when his group of friends joined yours

“oh y-yeah,, thanks kun,” you reciprocated his smile before turning your attention back on the man in question

you’ve never seen him before but you were sure to steer clear from the guy

he had this smug smirk plastered on his face, shooting a wink your way as you awkwardly glanced away

even after an hour or so, you could feel his eyes staring right through your skull

that was until johnny slides down on the seat opposite yours, breaking his stares

“that test nearly annihilated all my braincells,” he sighed and just as he was about to rant about the way the test was squeezing out all his brain juices, he takes a glimpse of you and his big brother ways rise up

“what’s up? something happened?” he asked in a reassuring but soft tone and the pressure on your shoulders lessen

“its nothing,,,” you trailed off, but his eyes nudged you to go on “there’s this sleazy creep trying to hit on me but you better not beat his ass. can we just,, can we just leave? i know a better spot anyway,” you mumbled everything in one breath

and johnny respected your decision albeit the strong urge to use his new found knowledge of muay thai on someone else

the both of you hurry out, johnny watching your back for you while the doorbell rang

“damn i didnt know sleazy douchebags go to cafes too,” johnny joked to lighten the mood while the both of you walked through campus, students littering the school with tired and panicked expressions

somehow the heavy feeling in your chest seemed to find comfort in the bottom of your heart

and the thumping of your loud heart blocked out whatever johnny was talking about

maybe something about his muay thai class with haechan? he did mention how much he enjoyed it. or was it about his project for the photography club?

you were so stuck in your thoughts that johnny had already stopped in his tracks while you continued walking through the groups of students

and suddenly the loud beating of your heart escalated to your fidgety fingers and your almost sure your cheeks are softly stained red

that is until you bump your head onto something

or someone

and when you try to profusely apologize for being unaware of the person’s presence

your jaw drops at the sight of someone so beautiful you thought he was fiction

did you get a concussion and now you were hallucinating things???

noPE because the next thing that happens is the slight tugging sensation on your finger and you look down to it in confusion

you wonder when the string became so short or how it no longer dragged on concrete pavements,,

or how you could see someone else being connected on the other end

and you traced the other finger to see the gorgeous man right in front of you

you were definitely dreaming because is it even possible to be paired with someone who’s so out of your league?

apparently your soulmate agrees

because he’s flabbergasted himself, mouth gaping and struggling to come up with words to greet himself

because the both of you were too preoccupied with each other, johnny had to intercept

wingman johnathan to the rescue

“hey whats up taeyong? havent seen you around school lately,” he chuckled, breaking you out of your thoughts

“wait,,, you know him? u-h i mean-”

“yeah he came to the photography club from time to time to help ten annnnd speaking of ten, he called me like a minute ago asking for some help. maybe you can replace me for today’s study date, taeyong,”

you managed to get a glance of johnny’s sly smile before he jogged off to one of the school buildings

which was definitely not the direction of the photography club

but you were stopped from staring into his soul by the sound of taeyong clearing his throat

“you dont mind if i uhm tag along right?” and you swoon at the sound of his voice

somehow your blush had already reached the tips of your ears and you nervously nodded your head in reply

“theres this place where me and my friends go to to study and its not that far. you dont mind the outdoors right?” you mumbled the question

taeyong managed a small smile which elicits a smile from yourself as well

the next few hours of studying in the school’s garden goes by in a flash

the both of you get immersed in each other’s thoughts and opinions and even though your personalities and your likes or dislikes clash with each other

it just seemed so perfect

maybe this string of fate was making you wear a pair of rose-tinted glasses

because you barely know this guy

and yet it felt like you’ve known him for years

days past and one study session turned into four and somehow your friend group extended as well

doyoung would drop by every once in a while and if it werent for taeyong’s presence, you would have definitely only see him as someone cold and overwhelming

or the fact that taeyong drops by the neighboring high school to see his ‘younger brothers’ because he had extra leftover from his cooking class

cue heart pounding, happy crying, loud screaming moment because he’s so husband material

sometimes they like to tease him because what??? we have 2 parents now??

and you can see him get so flustered over the statement because getting married to you sounds like a dream

and when taeyong officially asks you out and you very calmly say yes, it becomes the most talked about relationship on campus

he had already been the top three talked about topic in school but when someone spots him with you, holding hands through the hallway, the news spread like wildfire

and for a whole week, you get bombarded with questions from random strangers about how its like to date taeyong

and you cant really give an answer because you start blushing furiously at the question and you start stammering

and by the time you get a few words out, five minutes already passed the person who had asked you about it had already disappeared somewhere else

because what is it like to date lee taeyong?

aside from the fact that your boyfriend was sculpted carefully by the gods,,

he is one of the softest person you know

he feeds the cats and dogs on the street when you go out on dates because he has actual kibble for them in his bagpack because human food arent good for them he says

and the way he cuddles up to you when he sleeps over because the two of you cant seem to say farewell after a whole day out

taeyong is really sensitive to the cold so when autumn starts creeping up, he gets as close to you as possible which meant cuddling hours all day round

except in front of people because he’s too shy for pda

because one time he planted a soft kiss on your cheek at your apartment door and the old lady that lived a few doors down had seen the both of you and she talked about how she missed those days of being young in love

and he started malfunctioning because he became so embarrassed by it even though the old lady meant no harm at all

can we also talk about how much he spoils you? even the boys agree that he spoils you the most

chenle aka his biggest fan is jealous that you get to hear him hum you to sleep

“i know we adopted you as our parental figure but please stop stealing him from us, we’re starting to starve,” haechan complained

“oh really?? what about,, this” and you present the lunchboxes you and taeyong made because you decided to join him

like you’re really motivated to cook for him because he’s done so much for you??

now the boys just love you even more

because they know you’re not just after his looks especially since taeyong is really too kind for his own good

and what’s taeyong’s feelings for you?

he cant describe how much his feelings for you have escalated

because one moment he feels so comfortable with you, sleeping with his head on your lap while you attempt to read through your notes

and another moment his heart is beating so fast from being so close to you because the lift is crowded with people and he tries to shield you away from the others

and most of the time when you’re in full focused mode, he chuckles and his heart feels like there’s flowers blooming in his chest from the way your antics naturally show up

or the way he tries to wake up a few minutes earlier so he can bask in the moment with you in his arms while he brushes the stray strands of hair on your face

and its just,,, the purest form of love

“you dont look so good, have you been overworking yourself again?” you huff worriedly, pressing the back of your hand gently on his face while yours was just inches away from his

and he takes a moment to stare back into your eyes, a small smile growing on his lips

“am i sick? maybe that’s because all i think about is you,”

a/n: oh what im updating??? okay im just gonna say this first that this will not be happening regularly due to my schedule and i only try to write when im really inspired and motivated which is like every 6 months im so sorry but i hope you guys like this one and i’ll try my best in the future ❤

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How Are Democrats Different From Republicans

New Post has been published on https://www.patriotsnet.com/how-are-democrats-different-from-republicans/

How Are Democrats Different From Republicans

As A Public Service I Have Endeavored To Distill The Differences Between The Parties Into Fair Terms That Children Can Understand

Democrats and Republicans prepare vastly different election campaigns

To keep the baseball analogy alive, the two parties are like the American and the National Leagues in baseball. If you have a little sports fan in your home, perhaps this analogy might help. In politics, the primaries are like the early playoff rounds. The parties will pick their winner like the American and National Leagues pick theirs. In baseball, the league winners play in the World Series. In politics, the primary winners will face off in the general election. The winner of the general election becomes President of the United States.

Jessicas note: Heres another take on it, in case your kids arent eloquent in the language of baseball. Imagine the boys and the girls in a class wanted to see who was the best at something. The boys would have a contest to pick their very best boy. Thats like the primary. And then all the girls would pick their best girl. And then everyone in the school would choose between the best boy, and the best girl. The winner over all is like the President.

Back to our baseball analogy. In baseball, there are differences between the leagues. One league has a designated hitter and considers the foul poll fair. The other league does not.

Flipping The Script And Cutting Checks

So why is it that blacks vote Democrat, for the very people that denied them freedom and continue to keep them subject to a new master government? And its not just blacks that have been duped by the Democrat Party, but its whites also. All in the name of helping the poor . Heres how the Democrats, the media, and now the globalist socialist, have enslaved black people to the government. They said you are oppressed and if you vote for us we will give you the help, through the government, to overcome that oppression. They then blamed the Republicans for oppressing the blacks when it was the Republicans that gave them their freedom and the right to vote, over the objections of the Democrats!

The Democrats were the oppressors, but once they realized that by giving government handouts they could buy votes, the Democrat Party launched the War on Poverty and started cutting checks.

The Republicans were the party of the individual and the American Dream, which said you could be anything you want through hard work and diligence. The Democrats, on the other hand, said you cant do it without our help. Then, black leaders realized that they could take advantage of that cash cow by playing the Democrat game of lies and deceit to enrich themselves while their brothers became lost in the quagmire of government assistance which has caused so many problems for the black community.

Democrats Republicans Take Different Approaches Ahead Of Crucial Georgia Senate Runoffs

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Republican U.S. Senate candidate Kelly Loeffler speaks to supporters during a campaign rally in Marietta, Ga., on Nov. 11, 2020.

Jon Ossoff took the stage in Columbus and looked out over a parking lot filled with cars, with supporters blaring their horns in approval as he declared that change has come to Georgia.

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[Translation] 100% SKE48 vol.1 Shibata Aya

The last translation of 100%SKE48 vol.1 is Aya-chan!!

Yeah, she graduated longgggggggggg ago lol But still, it’s worth reading.

I will definitely continue translating with vol.2 but I cant promise when I will post them. *just like this one*

PS. Aya-chan talking about her brother is cute. www

Sister is top idol, brother is batter no.4 of university baseball team.

This kind of siblings only exists in manga!

Due to many feelings that overwhelmed Shibata-san recently,

We changed the atmosphere by taking her to see a baseball match.

But, it became an in-depth talk.

Baseball field in a sunny day, sister’s cheering sound echoes in the sky.

Watching her brother’s match for the first time

(Aya’s younger brother: Shibata Yoshiki, Hosei university baseball club, no.4, first base)

Members of Shibata family

- Today, it’s the first time we interview while watching baseball match.

Aya: And the weather is nice today, this is good.

- That’s right. Anyways, how is your relationship with your brother?

Aya: It’s ordinary. When I come to Tokyo, we would go for a meal sometimes. The last time we met may be around new year. We both quite busy recently, so we don’t see each other much.

- I see. February is the time of training camp for university baseball team, so he doesn’t have time. Are there times you two quarrelling?

Aya: Though our study class is 2 years apart, but we are actually 1 year apart (Shibata Aya was born on 1 Apr.) So, it doesn’t feel another one is older. We weren’t quite close when we were teenagers, but we played Yu-Gi-Oh card game together when we were kids.

- Now, your brother is no.4 of Hosei. Has he been good at sports since childhood?

Aya: He played football in kindergarten. He also started to play baseball around that time. In primary school, he was tall and ran very fast. He’s a regular in sport events. Shibata house is good at sports. My dad had played baseball until high school. And now he plays golf often. He said his best score is 81. He’s also good at skiing. For my mom, she’s also sportswoman. Looks like she also played some sports when she was in school.

- Sportsman blood passed on to daughter, too.

Aya: For muscle strength, maybe yes. *laugh*

- There must be many fans who like Shibata-san’s calves. *laugh*

Aya: Fufufu Recently, I started to play golf. I started to understand that only practice will make it better but I don’t like sports *laugh* I didn’t get good grades in P.E. Well, I don’t like sweating.

- But when you are in Koen, you sweat like hell *laugh*

Aya: That’s it. I truly sweat for the first time when I entered SKE48.

- Back to your brother a bit, there were times you kept quiet about your brother.

Aya: Yes. I just think that it’s not necessary to tell anyone. He’s ordinary person. I don’t want to cause him any trouble. Anyways, one day it’s revealed.

- Why was that?

Aya: It’s from people at my brother side. When sports reporters knew this, they asked him “SKE48’s Shibata Aya is your sister, isn’t she?” and my brother didn’t refuse. Then, he got on the news *laugh*

- But isn’t it something to be proud of? Sister is an idol who gets to Senbatsu in election, brother is batter no.4 of Hosei.

Aya: Yeah. When the news said about him, he didn’t seem to be bothered or anything.

- Have you ever come to cheer your brother at stadium?

Aya: Never, this is the first time in my life to watch him play.

- First time!?

Aya: When Yoshiki was crazy about baseball, I was busy with study that I almost never go out. I basically don’t like going out. Only when Yoshiki was competing for Koshien (national high school baseball tournament), I watched him on TV a bit.

- I did some research. When he was 3rd year high school at Toho, his team went to play-off round in Summer. But they were narrowly defeated by Aiko Daimeden 3:2, they even cried. However, going to play-off round of Aichi prefecture was great already!

Aya: I had practice on that day, so I only watched half way. Seemed like he cried real hard.

- Getting eliminated from play-off in summer of 3rd year high school, anyone would cry *laugh* What about sister being an idol, has he ever said anything about it?

Aya: At first, he kept it quiet. It’s a pity that it got revealed so fast *laugh* After that, it seemed that his friend told him “(Your sister) She’s on TV today” Come to talk about it, he also voted and had my election poster hanged in his room. It’s funny *laugh*

- He’s a good brother.

Aya: But he always tells me “You can’t do anything at home, people must be shocked” because I can’t do housework. So, celebrities he likes are all the type that’s opposite to me.

- Maybe, you are a bad example *laugh* In Koen, you once said that “my brother’s oshi is Saito Makiko” right?

Aya: He said that her appearance is his favorite. He also said “that’s cutest! So beautiful!”

- One more question, how do you call each other?

Aya: “Aya” and “Yoshiki”. I never have the feeling of being older sister and he always behave like he’s older son. Anyways, he’s different from me. He’s friendly type.

- But sister conversely is isolated type.

Aya: Everyone in Shibata house is friendly, good at sports. Only me who is timid and always study *laugh*

- Has he ever gone to Koen or concert?

Aya: In concert “Minogashita Kimitachi e” (at TDC hall in 2011), I invited him. In fact, he also came to theater in Nagoya *laugh* it was “Saga Akari” stage (Team E period). I felt a bit guilty for leaving him watch in standing area.

- If there’s someone looks that similar, fans would notice.

Aya: Really?

- You both really look similar.

Aya: Do we? I’m more like my dad, Yoshiki’s more like my mom. But maybe, both our parents’ eyes are distinctive.

Drinking companion

(Now players are warming up)

Aya: Here they come!! Whoa, people look tiny from here. He was a catcher, so his shoulder is big.

- Since he got shoulder pain, he changed to play base instead, right?

Aya: That’s right. But this is not the first time I watch baseball. In the past, I went to watch Chunichi Dragons match with dad many times. Around the time of Gomez.

- The time of Gomez!

Aya: No.1 Lee, No.2 Fukutome, No.3 Kazuyoshi, No.4 Gomez, I was still in primary school. That time Hoshino (Senichi) was head coach. I also got his autograph! It’s still hanging in my house.

(5th inning, Hosei offense, Keio is 7 points lead)

- …Never thought it would come out like this.

Aya: Even though I came to watch…let’s get a drink!

- Then, I’ll order now! Excuse me, beer please!

Aya: *gulp* Ha! This is angel of victory!

- How much can you drink?

Aya: That’s not the point. I can drink but I restrain myself.

- What if you get drunk?

Aya: I would keep smiling.

- There must be people invite you to drink often.

Aya: Fufu However, I won’t go with men. *gulp* Ha!

(Now, batter hit the ball to the left)

Aya: Yossha!! They hit!! But I like drinking while listening to other people stories.

- What about drinking with members?

Aya: That’s right. Who should I go with…

(the next batter hit the ball but too light)

Aya: Whaaa!! Ah! It’s Gettsu!

(Gettsu is “double play” in baseball term means defense side eliminate 2 offense side in a row)

- Hearing “Gettsu” from Shibata-san feel weird *laugh*

Aya: Oh right! Going for a drink with Kato Rumi-san would be good. Her stories are very funny. I also would like to know how she thinks about me. And she might teach me about delicious fish. *laugh*

- True fisherwoman.

Aya: And Saito Makiko-san. She seems to endure burden too much as a captain. So, I want to tell her “wouldn’t it be better to enjoy with it more?” even though it may not work…

(Now, first base hit a foul ball. Her brother missed it.)

- Eh! This is bad!

Aya: Ah…it doesn’t look good today.

- When they did engine, he might have said “Today, my sister comes” so everyone’s spacing out.

Aya: I don’t think he said!

- When the team’s in tough situation like this, what would Shibata-san do?

Aya: I’m the type of person “I am me” *laugh* Although we helped each other during Team E, but I was changed for real only after moving to KII.

- Spirit “For the Team” of KII changed you?

Aya: That’s right! In the past, I only thought of my own result. But after that, I started to think of team’s victory.

- Comparing to a baseball game, right?

Aya: My result wasn’t really good. In KII, team’s atmosphere was great. When the team got more attention, people also started to pay more attention to me. So, that shuffle was a success for me.

- Was there anyone told you “you look changed”?

Aya: Many! Before that, I’ve never gone out with other team members. That was the first time that I, myself, would like to invite everyone to a dinner.

- Revolution!

Aya: The present Team E is also full of energy and very steady. Now, we are performing shuffle Koen with other team’s members. It’s fun to know the other side that I’ve never known, just like CE-PA league.

(CE-PA league is a cross-region league: central league and pacific league)

- It’s nice, comparing with baseball.

Aya: Feels like WBA, maybe?

- It’s WBC *laugh* (WBC = World Baseball Classic)

Aya: Ah it’s wrong! That’s basketball.

- Basketball is NBA! Maybe, you are drunk *laugh*

Aya: No, I’m not!

- Then, let’s have one more.

Aya: …alright *smile* Excuse me, beer please. *gulp* Ha!

- It’s great to have a drink like this. Now, let’s talk about the group. Are there young members that look interesting?

Aya: Yes! The ones who perform Koen together recently and I think they’re interesting are Hidaka Yuzuki and Asai Yuka-chan. Yuzuki can show facial expression like a grown-up, very impressive. As for Asai-chan, I feel that she has potential. Saying like this may seem overpraising though *laugh* In cheerful songs, she can do better than expected, just as good as regular members.

(T/N: Yukatan was still a Kenkyuusei at the time of this interview)

- Saying like this, Shibata-san’s votes may go to Asai Yuka-san. (T/N: Aya didn’t run for election in 2016)

Aya: That’s okay. My votes can go to any members as long as they’re SKE48. But of course, I want them to vote NonMei (Kimoto Kanon and Sakai Mei) the most. I want 4th gen to get higher. There are lots of children in SKE48, of all these high schoolers, I want both of them to be outstanding. They are children who will carry on SKE48 hereafter.

- For example, Ego-chan?

Aya: That’s right! Just a little bit more for Ego-chan, she really has potential.

- Shibata-san doesn’t run for election this year…

Aya: That’s because I had already decided.

“propriety” and “talent”

- Next is the same question that we ask other members in this issue. There are times when the atmosphere in the group doesn’t look good, now it seems to be better, what do you think?

Aya: After Mae no Meri, the atmosphere wasn’t quite good. Both fans and members all got “Rena Loss” effect. However, another important event just has passed, it’s (Miyazawa) Sae-san’s graduation concert. There was also “Sae-san Loss” before and after the concert.

- This is interesting.

Aya: Because of Sae-san’s word, everyone becomes united. Everyone’s so ready to fight. We keep the memories in that day and continue to do our best.

- Sae-san was the center of everyone. Seems like she gave solidarity as graduation present.

Aya: It might be. It was a huge thing that Sae-san joined us…um…

(Now, another double play happens)

Aya: Wahh!! Gettsu again, how many times now!?

- 3rd time today.

Aya: Eh, where we left off?

- Sae-san *laugh*

Aya: Ah, that’s right *laugh*

- Come to talk about it, in graduation concert, after Sae-san left the stage, there was announcement about new system, right? There was captain and vice-leader appointment which let us see the next chapter of SKE48. That was great.

Aya: Yeah!

- Anyways, there was nothing like this when Rena-san graduated. That’s why, there’s sadness left inside.

Aya: That’s true. Now, atmosphere in the group is much relieved.

- One more thing we would like to ask. For SKE, the period of WMatsui is the longest period. But not only those 2, there was also the period that Shibata Aya, Takayanagi Akane, Suda Akari competing for “A”

(T/N: “A” is their initial, these 3 have the same. After JR, they compete for A. However, I think most people comprehend that A belongs to Akane.)

Aya: Including me? Thank you. *laugh*

- I think you are all can reach to WMatsui level. To be like that, what do you think is needed?

Aya: What is it…I am the rebel type, kind of like “there’s no way she gets into Senbatsu” That time, I was only competing with myself because I wanted to get into Senbatsu. I tried with all my might both in Koen and handshake event. But, you can’t just focus on handshake event. It’s completely different from being a survivor in entertainment industry.

- That’s right.

Aya: It’s very important to have many fans. But to be better, you need to have your own talent. In this past year, I didn’t care much whether my handshake ticket sold out or not. But of course, as long as I’m here in the group, I dedicate myself into it more than anything. However, I also need to think about the future, both “propriety” and “talent”. I also have to learn to broaden my perspective.

- Talking about “talent”, are there any members who seem interesting?

Aya: It’s (Goto) Rara! She’s good at English and golf. And she’s trying her best earnestly. She’s very talented. (Furuhata) Nao-chan’s also good at singing and acting. (Azuma) Rion’s also like that, she has so many charm points. I’m so jealous of them.

- So right now, there are many juniors that could make seniors jealous.

Aya: That’s right! But we also need to have someone, whom fans infatuate with, like Yunana. There are children who are different from Jurina-san and Rena-san competing. Isn’t it what we would like to see?

(match ended, Hosei lost 1-11)

Aya: Ah!! They’re lost!

- You missed an opportunity to be “Angel of Victory”…

Aya: Um…we should have a rematch. I will come again in Fall season! I promise!

#Shibata Aya #100%SKE48 #SKE48

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Wowwwwo im honored and excited for you to read this blog. This one was hard for me to write so dont hate me if it is less easy to understand. Id love to discuss anything you guys hate/love in the comments. See you on the other side.

June 28

today was a big day for me as i was looking forward to taking my math assessment all day. i should have studied but hindsight is 20/20. what i will note is my trip with Uesin. he selflessly gave up his afternoon to drive me to my house, to get food, and then to lanham. What i appreciate about him is how thoughtful all of his actions are. not even just the ones that place me on the receiving end but rather how he places purpose in every decision he makes. i want my relationship with God to mirror how his looks in these ways one day. but after we the assessment i drive back and there is a group meeting centered around Vaughn and he was telling us about his relocation story. a very humbling experience but it seems like God does that to many people that being give them a task they cannot complete on their own. Important Part There is no way for me to claim i trust God with my life and then not my child’s life. so when i feel called to move into the city and education for my child comes up i dont think I want the best for my children. i want what God has for my family and i trust that following his will we do the rest. secondly i learned there is no way to do this alone. no matter how much i tell myself i hate people and want to be alone community is neeeeeeded for relocation. not only will God get you plugged into the city but he will plant you in community with folks with the same mission as you. your church should represent where you live and the values of Christ. make the sacrifices needed to do Gods work if youre going to go there you might as well all the way do it. Important Part people call tell when youre just moving in as compared to bringing Jesus into their Community.

June 29

without much change in my day to day this week i was eager to see where my life would be challenged. my first adventure came when i went further out of the city with Megan and Lestle to the bank. our walk confused me slightly because of what i anticipated to be true about the city was just not lining up to be true at all. everyone thinks the city is the worst part of baltimore but Important Part i am starting to believe i have reason to believe that the people who live outside the city before they are in the county technically that have the most strenuous places. ostracized from the county because they arent good enough and without the “resources” of the city. its a hard life out here. fastforward to dinner time im walking to hiphop chicken and a woman starts screaming to me if i want to buy any movies. its in my nature to stop and talk because i just cant pretend like i cant hear someone speaking directly to me or keep walking when someone is trying to get my attention. so tell her i dont have any interest in any DVDs or console games or perfume but that also wasnt good enough for her. so she crosses the street to better communicate her need for a dollar just have something to drink. the thing that was catching me was we were on our way to eat dinner and i had already decided i wasnt going to spend my money because i wasnt to hungry. so i told her i didn’t have any singles but she can have and i assured her that if i did she would be in luck. shortly after i ended up giving her the 5 to her surprise and she starts crying. i ask her name and then she tells me and i say i will be praying for her but my family group was standing a ways off and were waiting for me to go to dinner. as i tried to walk away she reaches out for me and asks for me to pray for her now. by the time im finished she is in full blown tears and i just gotta go because i cant be out here crying in these streets. i tell this story because i think for me and her it was more than about the mere 5. Important Part while the 5 would get her something to drink it wasnt going to meet all of her needs and we both knew that. the immediacy she wanted her interaction with her Savior right then. and it just teaches me not walk past anyone again because besides “costing me” 5 dollars which was only mine for all of 5 minutes i was able to be with her in her interaction which i believe she will remember way longer than she will remember the 5 i dont even remember what it looked like.

June 30

Who am I. Question I’ve found in all of my conversations since Sunday. Looking for ways I could define myself without telling people what I’m not. Today’s thought provoking comments came by the brilliant minds of Feitian and Lestle. After I was taking notes on my Asian culture 101 class I started to realize my questions weren’t specific to myself and that many other people groups go through the very same things I do. Seeking to find ones self. Feitian communicated to me the exact thing that I knew I couldn’t have been the only other person thinking. That people don’t want to know you, they’d rather skip all the time it would take to get to know each person and use what they have gathered previously through most times skewed lens to contextualize you. Important Part Who you are and who you aren’t are two different people trapped in one body. And most times we are stuck in between looking for someone else to shine some light on us to help determine where our strengths and almost-strengths lie. But I didn’t come to this until the 3 of us went around and spoke about how we were having such immense difficulty communicating who we were to the next person or how hard it was without describing what we weren’t. I believe we live in our pursuit for purpose in our lives and we start with figuring out who we are and what we like. Most times we never make it to the second part without placing our identity in Christ. Important Part It sounds super corny but I have been thinking all week and those are the only concrete things I can describe myself with that others cannot change the definitions to. Who knows. Maybe one day I won’t be afraid of someone knowing me better than I do. But I can’t call it as of yet.

July 1

Writing this a day after wasn’t my smartest idea yet. But we didn’t do as much. It was comprised of a seminar on racial reconciliation. while this seems like a super broad topic and it is. the main parts of what we were doing were focused around a couple steps that really broke down the process into knowing who you are racially and ethnically and what that means for our society and how can we knowing our differences work to create heaven on earth. this whole seminar was a challenge as to what i thought heaven was going to look like. i can see now what a real working definition of unity looks like. unity is fully realized in diversity. as a puzzle works there are many many pieces and they are all shaped through cultures and experiences they have been in. Important Part we needed more than 1 uniqueshape to complete the image of God and thats what unity is about. accepting people who are different from you and working with them because we all together reflect God

After the seminar we went on a trip to the National Blacks in Wax museum. While it was a learning experience i would have enjoyed maybe another hour or 7 to properly pace myself to get to really digest the museum. The worst part about this whole thing for me is in the idea that many of the atrocious acts that were used to oppress black people in the past were not only “based” out of christian beliefs but also done by christian people. So to think about reconciliation for me is to attach myself to an agent that was used to divide people in the past didnt sound appealing at all. Important Part But i realize i serve a God that is big enough to take what some people manipulated to hurt and dehumanize my people and redeem not only what was taken but Christ’s name. This is so important to me because the more broken the more we can see God’s grace cover many times over.

July 2

as practicing sabbath becomes more and more a thing im getting used to im thankful for the time im putting aside to be alone. lol and be with

God. i went over to the Zubeks home and there i met so many new friends. these people im starting to see work together to get your will done and i say the way teamwork looks. vision casting and group work does more and helps to create a community that is dependent on each other. every part of me hates being dependent on someone else but im trying my best to do more than just isolate myself and grow to work with people towards a common goal. but today i went to worship at a mass. it was so new and short i didnt even realize it was over when it was. a different pace but not something i dont think id do long team. i dont see enough variability for myself. i like the experience. id want to get to understand why they do all of what they do for their practices.

July 3

monday was a day that we began to get back into everything with brother Jeff. as a starter we spent about 30 minutes in prayer interceding on behalf of the kids who were just coming back from camp, playing in the league, and the coaches. This is so valuable to me because of what the kids experienced while they were at summers best 2 weeks. This christian camp was a structure and environment that many different kids have in. Brother Jeff took these 7 kids and they all took MAJOR steps in their walk with Christ. And this is great to see but everyone isnt going to be at the best 2 weeks forever and the situations these kids are coming back to isnt one that would accidentally foster them to continue to grow. Important Part Which is why we were fighting in prayer for these kids to meet us halfway so we can continue to pour into them while they are around. becoming an intercessor is exciting me more and more because im becoming like my momma and i see the importance and value of what she does so well. pray for others. i might have to get me one of those closets that dont have a door since i feel like id get locked in and die. but thats besides the point. we then went shopping for the 4th and the weekend for him before coming back home and doing more admin things. then my favorite part of it all. spending time with the youth came. we took timmy*** to the park to hoop for quite some time. seeing and getting these kids to be themselves and slowly begin to look up to myself and lestle and begin to ASK us questions just shows how willing and eager they are to learn. cant wait for more times.

July 4

Writing this blog now I’m still experiencing the 4th in the city and so the nonstop fireworks kept me awake enough to write this entry. To begin my 4th I went to brother Jeffs home and had a cookout with the kids and some of his closest mentees. Over a couple games of uno, burgers, and corn we discussed among many other things honor. While it might seem like a little thing to you guys honor for these kids is VERY VERY important. As I believe it should be for everyone but in biased. Honor and respect is given to those who earn it and something you would never give up on your own accord without a fight. While I know this to be true in my life it didn’t settle in how serious this was until asked point blank where put in a situation you had to Choose walking away with your life or dying with your pride that some would choose to die. Not only did this seem almost ludicrous to me but it wasn’t until shortly after that “death before dishonor” really held any weight. Not only were these kids being put in these situations but they were being forced to make these decisions and would rather die and be known as a real one that held to their values than to flake even when your life is on the line. I love it when someone teaches me something new about myself and this was definitely a time i could realize who i was and where i could grow, Because just putting it in my Blog doesnt mean id be willing to give up my life for anything. Important Part These soldiers would be rocking it in the army of God but until we can get them to stand on the solid rock of Jesus things prolly not gon stay too bright.

My second part of my day I want to compare firework experiences. While they aren’t entertaining to me I enjoy seeing others amused by them. To start off we went to the Zubek Home to watch then after our crab feast. People start to filter onto the roof of their rowhome in SOWEBO and lean up pretty much with their significant others. As people all around the city shoot of their fireworks the thing that stuck out most to me in this situation was how people were celebrating. The laid back privileged group of christians versus the constant street show that we watched for close to an hour as they blocked off stricker less than 50 meters from our home opens my eyes to so many things and actually visible comfort zones. Important Part I want to remember to that the people in Baltimore are not here to put on a show for me on my rooftop but rather that im challenged to learn, experience, and love on the people to try and better understand them. Connections work wonders as we watched and listened to the fireworks go off from 9-2 am non stop.

While this blog was harder for me to write i think there were less Important Parts as well and i dont want yah to hate me for it. Hopefully the ones ive pointed out in this last week add help with anything you might have experienced once upon a time. My last impressions would be to find 3 things you can tell me about yourself without telling me who you arent. My challenge would be to try a vegetarian lifestyle for a week. And my question would be where would you put yourself on the death before dishonor scale?

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I used to day dream about her. I'm sitting there, in 2nd period math, in my chair, and the lecture currently underway is merely a background murmur. I'm not in the class, I'm laying on my back in a grassy field looking up at the clouds with her, and were smiling. "Uh HuM?!" No, I'm in fact in 2nd period math.I want to tell her how I feel. I go through these scenarios in my mind, endlessly. There she is, its time. "Hi Lani, I like you. Can we hang out?"...."no, I kind of have a boyfriend".I'm crushed. I had thought of this moment for weeks, months even. What was wrong with me? How could I be so stupid to not know she had a boyfriend? What makes him better than me? She doesn't want me.This theme continued for me. In high school I blossomed. I joined the football program as well as track and field and went on to be a first team all league two way starter I was champion middle distance runner as well. I was tall, and super fit, and handsome. I had one girlfriend my whole high school experience and it lasted 3 weeks, and I kissed her one time. I was terrified of being rejected.College was similar. I played football, was a team captain, biology major, smart, handsome, and was utterly ineffective with any woman. I was the worlds leading specialist in the "crash and burn" approach. It was soooo hard for me to talk to women. The fear of being rejected and confirming that I am somehow flawed to the point of utter unwantedness was always there. I fact, even at victory house parties for the football players, I was there feeling lonely and having to drink a lot of beer to build some semblance of courage. Mainly the drinking was to silence the inner monologue of doubt. From time to time the stars would align and I would go for it. "Hi, I'm Nate. How are you doing tonight?" Sounds like a normal question. To me, it was like an alien probe sent out to detect even the smallest indication of interest. I'm holding it together, and I'm hoping we can get to phase 2. Phase 2 would be actually talking, as that would mean she may possible be interested, and maybe down the line, she may want me. Well, what usually would happen is that my anxiety would gradually build up, and I would be trying to make jokes to keep the conversation going while also assessing her every gesture, glance, and movement as to ascertain what she maybe thinking and in particular, how she might be feeling about me. And BOOOM. It would happen. The balloon of hope I had inflated by having her stand there interacting with me would pop. "Hey, you seem really nice, but I'm going to go find my friends now. Have fun, nice meeting you". Yep, truly unwanted. Another rejection.You know, for those "ugly" people that imagine this easy world for the attractive folks, I can say from my perspective that I would never wish to actually be ugly, but on some level I thought it would be easier. For me, to know I'm good looking, tall, and have a lot going for me, and to still be unwanted, that rejection and failure was about the essence of ME. I as a person was broken. I wasn't short, I wasn't fat, but I was flawed as a human being in some unknown way that I could not overcome with all the effort in the world. All the jokes. All the beer. Do you feel sorry for me? No. Good, me neither.Well, I have come to wake up to something really big. I have come to understand the nature of rejection, and in a way that has provided me freedom from the experience of being rejected. It doesn't remove the risk in life, and it doesn't guarantee any results, but it has freed me from ever living in the impact of getting told no in my life. That I can put myself out there, get told no, and not in anyway invalidate that no. In fact, when I think about it this way, I find some delight in being told no because I get to experience the utter triumph over who I used to be in this regard. That being told no doesn't have to mean im not wanted. It doesn't mean im not good enough. It doesn't mean that I can't have what I want in my life. No just means No. It's someone saying no to whatever I proposed, and that is very much separate from any judgements I make about myself.Everyone can relate to the experience of rejection. Everyone. But the question I present to you now is can you relate to being free from the experience of rejection? Not many can, because many people don't see rejection as simply and experience as I have come to. You live as if rejection is something that is actually happening. Go back to my first experience. What did Lani say to me? She said she maybe has a boyfriend right? Well then, who said that means that I'm not good enough? Who said that I am not wanted? Who said I'm hurt? Who said that I was rejected? Did Lani say those things? Did she intend to hurt me? No and no. So what I experienced was real, but only real as an experience. Lani had a boyfriend! She couldn't say yes to me>Do you know that most people fear being asked out because they hate having to say no? They feel pressure because they are aware of this human phenomenon called "rejection". Yet for the person being "rejected" they almost feel victimized. In fact, many harbor anger towards people who they feel rejected them.When you really look at the world of rejection, you see that someone is putting their whole identity at stake in a loaded invitation. Their emotional status, sense of self, future, happiness, it is all riding on the response of someone you barely know and doesn't know you other than whatever sentences you create. In this world where rejection happens out there and is real, your sense of self now requires no freedom for anyone else. You depend on a yes, and so subconsciously are applying the pressure to the other person who you are now dependent on to feel okay. IF they say yes, you will be overcome with joy or excited, and if they say no you maybe devastated or disappointed. Do you think this has any impact on the other person? Do you think that they may experience a loss of freedom in this scenario, even if not full aware of why this feels a little awkward? How many people take that No and have it be positive? How many actually feel hurt, embarrassed, or disappointed and try to win and oscar by stuffing that feeling and looking like they are okay? Like, no, that didn't bother me. I'm fine. In fact I'm so fine and dandy, ill spend the next few weeks showing you I'm not at all affected by ignoring your existence and being "happy" whenever I see you.So in the world of rejection, there are billions of opportunities to feel rejected, and people start to slow down. They stop going for it. They don't want to feel that pain, and they start to reduce their goals. They lower their standards. They pretend to not want things so they can avoid having to put themselves out there to get them. And, they think that rejection is real. Its out there waiting for them.I will say this, and some may get it. Rejection is ONLY real as an experience. It is a valid experience, and its shared almost universally in its many possible forms. It is however not real in the world, that rejection does not come from others. It is merely and interpretation, one that we are all individually responsible without exception for creating for ourselves. In fact, most people are not saying no to your whole being. It just no i don't want to get coffee late. It's just no, we are not hiring. It's just no, I don't find you attractive as a preference. IF someone truly intends for you to feel the sting of rejection when you ask them out, would what that sick person thinks of you really matter? What kind of a sociopath would conjure ways to inflict people with all of those feelings? And why on earth would you even care what that really hurt person thinks? Wouldn't them being that way warp them enough to no qualify to have any opinion.Its funny how when a new relationship forms, we have this consensus that tells us there has to be some time that passes before anyone truly knows each other. So saying I love you is off limits maybe for months, as nobody can know someone in only a week or two even if they dated everyday. IF that is the case, then why would you feel entirely crushed when someone you have known for 3 minutes has said they don't want coffee with you? How can that person really reject you? How can their choice actually define you in anyway, or have any meaning about you? Does that NO alter your credit scores? Does it retroactively change your GPA? Does it force you to miss payments on you car? Does it mean you cant be trusted to pick kids up at soccer practice? Does it affect the quality of the scrambled eggs you can make? Does it change the trajectory of your career? You feel like you lost something in life, but did you? No, you just made an effort to create something new, and it didn't happen. You lost nothing. So the experience you have is in fact not at all grounded in what is happening. It is a valid experience, but it is nonetheless not real other than as and experience. Its a phenomenon that only exists as a projection onto life, and you have mistaken it as life itself as if rejection has been actually happening. Nope, it never happened actually. It only occurred to yo to happen. It seemed to happen to you. But you in a sense said all those things about you. Even if someone said them, or highlighted some reason to reject you, they didn't make the impact. You had to give agreement to that to create the experience of rejection.The question is, what does life look like when NO is no longer experienced as "rejection" but rather simply experienced as NO? What if you can take NO and experience disappointment, but not ever rejection? What if you could actually try this today? Go deliberately try to get a NO just to notice what YOU make No mean. What happens to someone when No simply means No? It's powerful. You give up resisting no, and many of them become a yes as you take the pressure on the other away. You take the attachments away. Your reaction to NO is refreshing and can be surprising even. When you can take no as just no, you will have more freedom to get back on track with what is important to you, and start to look at how many goals or things you said you loved or wanted in life you have pretended to move on from. How many things have you given up on in life just by fearing being told no? And this whole time you have lived like that rejection was out there, and in a sense, have been dominated by that concern to a point where you have stopped yourself.No means No. The rest is your interpretation. You can keep it. Its valid and real for you. But, you are the sole author of that interpretation. Nobody else. When you start to accept no, and you can give up the ideas around rejection actually happening to you, you will have freedom and you can start to try to get as many NOs as possible because it is also inevitable that you would get that YES that would make the difference. So go and try to get a no. It doesn't mean anything about you. Being able to be with no, that is power. via /r/dating_advice

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