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virghogh · 4 years ago

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NCT Dream Birth Charts x Hexaco Results Analysis pt. 3

recently NCT Dream were on a new reality show called Mental Training Camp where they are doing a variety of activities and all of their behavior and interactions are being analyzed by professional psychologists

ofc my virgo sun mercury ass was thrilled and I had their birth charts pulled up the whole time to cross reference.

I wanted to share some of my personal thoughts on how the 2 might connect!

Thank you for all the support on the previous parts <3

part 1 // part 2 // part 3

**key: in the hexaco charts the blue represents the Dreamies, the orange is an average result of 300 college students who took the same test**

Haechan - “Popular and Ambitious”

✨gemini sun // leo moon // cancer mercury // gemini venus // gemini mars✨

they started Haechans analyses by labeling him as popular and ambitious, and even without looking at the hexaco or his birth chart these 2 traits are very easy to see in him. Haechans birth chart and hexaco are really interesting and almost refreshing to me because everything is so straightforward. I honestly think Haechan is a very what you see is what you get kind of person. I think the psychologists on the show were feeling some of that interest and refreshing feeling too because they described him as being very different from the rest of the group (and the college students), and kind of special. A somewhat rare personality.

the first thing they talked about was his insane level of extroversion. I have to say when I first saw that I choked on air a little. Not only is it just ridiculously high, but it’s also so obvious given his birth chart too. looking at the hexaco chart, the focus on extroversion and then how the other areas are either just around the average or below is very interesting to me. we saw something similar in a few of the previous dreamies too. Some of them had highly above average scores for one area and to me that says a lot about the dominant parts of their personality.

Looking at haechans birth chart, we all know he’s practically on par with Seventeens Hoshi for being an iconic gemini. Having such a social, extroverted and excitable sign in 3 different planets will certainly make someone extroverted, but charts have to be looked at as a whole as well and he’s also fortunate to have a leo moon because it doesn’t add any kind of introversion. He is a pure excitable, affectionate and social extrovert. His extroversion can be seen in the ways he’s very interested in whats happening “out there”. Gemini’s are very curious and restless and like to explore the world and environment around them, and have a lot to gain from connecting with people.

Right after they mentioned this though, they quickly added that it’s actually somewhat rare for highly extroverted people to be highly conscientious too. If you look at his hexaco his next highest scores are conscientiousness and openness. Even though gemini is a mutable sign and likes to try new things and stay entertained, they are some of the most determined people I’ve ever met. You do not want to get in between a Gemini and their work. Gemini is a very mental sign as well, they’re good with tasks and enjoy getting them done and focusing on their work. As well as his firey Leo moon. Leo is a sign that I often think can change quite a lot depending on the chart and houses but his with the gemini, is creating a highly focused, ambitious and driven person.

they described him as the “relief pitcher” for the team when in crisis. He’s the one that comes into the game for a round or 2 when things aren’t going well to secure their win, then steps back out. If this isn’t the most accurate description for haechan and gemini/leo?! Leo and Gemini are both highly intelligent signs, I feel like people don’t talk about that a lot with leo but it’s true! Also his combination of leo with gemini is interesting because sometimes people have drive, ambition and passion, but there are other placement that kind of complicate how it gets expressed. And they can’t always fulfill all of their desires and passions. But having all gemini and that one leo is really in his favor, he’s very “this is what I want, so I’m going to get it”. It’s easy for him. He can easily bring his ambitions to fruition which is why he’s the “relief pitcher”. It’s gemini magic and leo talent honestly.

this was the extent of what they said for Haechan but I have more I’d like to add!

his openness is on par with his conscientiousness and that is also no surprise because even though gemini gets a rep. for being “detached” it’s actually a fairly open sign too. What gemini is open about depends greatly on the other placements, and in haechans case with his only other influences being leo and cancer, he can easily be open about those traits and desires. The attention, validation, love and affection. They are all very big parts of him, and he also has no problem speaking his mind. But he also isn’t as obsessive as other leo and cancer combinations because of his overwhelming gemini. It’s very “in this second I want affection” and then the next second he’s over it. With haechan I’ve always found it interesting how he is so openly affectionate but it never seems like an unhealthy attachment thing? he isn’t reliant on it, and can easily go from wanting it, to not. It’s very uncomplicated. This is also part of the Gemini rep. they are very flighty and their minds change by the second, but are also very self-reliant and independent. This is also why his emotionality is low even though his openness is high. Again, I don’t think he’s an emotionally driven person, he’s just open with his desires.

tldr; talented, confident, skilled, self-sufficient and independent. He is driven by exploring the world and people around him, he enjoys making connections. Very open about his thoughts and needs, but emotionally uncomplicated. His drive and ambition is bottomless, never-ending. What he wants, he gets.

Jaemin - “Optimistic My Way”

✨leo sun // capricorn moon // leo mercury // virgo venus // leo mars✨

I would like to start by saying that Jaemin is the sole reason that it took me so long to get this post out. This boy has always, and probably always will, confuse the hell out of me. And I’m sure he likes it that way. Actually, I’m confident he likes it that way because he admitted to the psychologists that on the test they took he answered number 3 for every question, so he wouldn’t have to reveal too much about himself. This is why they labeled him as “my way”, very “do what I want” kind of person. They said he really made them use a lot of brain power, and I relate lol. Even outside of this post every time I watch nct dream I’m always trying to understand Jaemin. So here goes my best shot at understanding this man.

they mentioned jaemin is difficult and complicated, he’s hard to read, and he’s someone that cannot be perfectly described with one personality test. I agree, which is why I hope one day we can get those house placements please!

The first thing that caught my attention based off his chart is how small his blue hexagon is. I actually had to double check that the blue was him and not the average😅 because of how he answered the test I don’t know how accurate the hexaco is? they didn’t really comment on that but they did continue to reference it.

the main thing they talked about with Jaemin was about how he is very aware of what he does and doesn’t like, he knows who he gets along with and who he doesn’t, he has no problems showing when he doesn’t like something, and he is very uninterested and borderline apathetic when it comes to things and people he is simply not interested in.

I think where I get really tripped up with Jaemin is because he has 3 leo placements, yet I feel like he doesn’t act much like a typical leo in my opinion? At least not to the cameras. I honestly think Jaemin might be someone who is very different off camera and at home. When I see jaemin I see flashes of it, but I get a lot of his earth influence.

I want to start with his capricorn moon because I feel like it’s something i see the most in him. For starters, it is literally why he is so private. Even before this show, it was a well known thing amongst NCTzens that Jaemin is a very private person. He also comes off as very reserved, in control and calm. Jaemin answering every question with a 3, so that it neither over or under represents him, but puts him in the questionable middle, is very capricorn moon. Not wanting to be understood. Not wanting to appear as having any exact problems. They’re practical, controlled, level-headed... right? They’re not the ones with messy emotions, couldn’t be them.... That’s the whole capricorn struggle. The moon is put in a very tough spot with Capricorn. Scorpio moons are in fall and Capricorns are in detriment. But it works very differently. Scorpios have wickedly intense emotions that they are kind of scared of, so they hide them, but they want to be understood and feel safe enough to express them. Capricorn moons straight up deny their feelings.

On the bright side though, I feel like his Capricorn moon is also responsible for the other part of his personality which is: how weird he is. Capricorn moons are also known for being ridiculously funny and weird. Very weird. I think this is also where his Leo comes in and kind of teams up with his moon. Leo’s are natural performers and sometimes when I watch Jaemin I find myself being like “he is really putting on a show right now” but not in a bad way, I’m always highly entertained lol. He is a natural performer.

In haechan’s section I mentioned how, to me, leo is one of the signs that can change so drastically depending on the other planets and houses. I think jaemin is a really good example of this, because even without his hexaco chart we all know Jaemin is a huge introvert. He is actually a self-proclaimed introvert. He is open is the way he shows it, and he even said in a show that talking with people is hard because he loses so much energy. I think his Capricorn and Virgo play a big role in this and it’s why I’m so curious what his houses are and where that leo is. Because even though our moons affect us a lot, with 3 leo placements i would expect someone to be a little more extroverted.

Where I also see a lot of his Leo though, is of course, with how affectionate he is. he’s also very creative and a huge provider. A big misconception with leo is that all they do is take. This is one side to leo, and Haechan is a good example of that side because he has the gemini and leo moon, but Jaemin is a really good example of the strong provider and caretaker side of Leo. With his earth placements too. he is definitely someone who prides himself on taking care of people.

now to compare his hexaco to his birth chart, his extroversion, emotionality, agreeableness and honesty-humility is lower than average. Sure, part of that could be the way he took the test, but I also think it can be seen in his very controlling earth placements. Having earth in 2 of the planets that hold a lot of our emotions and expression, and the fact that it is virgo and capricorn and not taurus, is making him very in control of his emotions and expression, and he has strong boundaries. It also makes him more introverted. The low agreeableness is just his whole chart honestly. Leo is a fixed sign, and even though virgo is mutable, they still have very particular ways they like to do things, and capricorn is a leader and takes charge.

His openness is interesting to me and I wanna say that I think it’s very similar to what I wrote for haechan. He’s open, but not necessarily emotionally driven. He is open about the things that drive him, so not emotions, but something else. Work. His morals and values. His boundaries. Things he does and doesn’t like! lastly, his conscientiousness also fits into this, virgo capricorn and leo are all extremely driven, passionate and hard workers and we know work and stability is a high value and priority of his.

tdlr; hard to read, very private and likes it that way. He is driven by work, ethic, stability and providing. He knows his values, and has little interest in things he doesn’t care for. Optimistic, weird, funny and a natural performer. Likes to be in control and needs to recharge a lot. Probably the most different off camera and at home.

and that’s part 3! Thanks you to everyone that has tuned into this series it was so much fun. Thoughts and feedback are always welcome <3

#cant believe I finished :’)#what does everyone think?#kpop astrology #kpop #NCT dream #mine #astrology #zodiac signs #jaemin #Haechan #astrology observations #astro community #renjun #mark #chenle #jeno #jisung

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thespineoftherighteous · 4 years ago

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"uncle matt" headcanons:

when the fox kids are young they absolutely adore him and he's everyone's favorite out of the aunts and uncles, a fact that he is insanely smug of but drives Allison and Nicky insane and has them trying to bribe the poor children into saying "aunt Alli is my favourite" or "i love uncle Nicky the mostest" on camera

he's literally just so fun tho and that's why the kids can't get enough of him, like:

he's easy to make laugh (and boy does he have the best fucking laugh), he'll run around with them for hours, he lets them get away with things that their parents don't allow, he tells the best stories, etc

he frequently nearly gives both Dan and Aaron heart attacks because he's always throwing the kids up in the air and catching them

he and Kevin will also throw the kids back and forth between them.. this is usually the point when Aaron and Dan turn around and pretend they cannot see but the kids are giggling so it's all good

whenever he babysits and there's an exy game on that he wants to watch he'll make an event out of it with the kids so they stay entertained

if it was Neil, Kevin or Andrews game and they win he'll record a video of the kids celebrating and send it to them

when any kids are brought to his games he's always excited to give them the proper vip experience and will show them around while they're sat on his shoulders

(his own kids are already practically considered part of the team and his teammates know to give any of his "nieces and nephews" the same treatment)

Kevin has a daughter that's the same age as matt's girl and they're besties from birth (cousin friendships are the best lbr) which means a lot of playdates

which means a lot of matt/Kevin playdates

which they both appreciate because with schedules and shit the foxes sometimes go longer than they'd like without being able to see each other face to face

anyway during one of these playdates, they each have the other's daughter sat on their laps (kevin's daughter immediately climbed onto matt and Kevin called her a traitor to her own blood even as he scooped up matt's kid) as they watch a movie or one of neils games or something

Kevin gets riled up by the game, squeezing or bouncing his niece accordingly with the rhythm of it and making her giggle

at one point he shouts angrily as neils opponent scores and matt looks at his niece with his mouth exaggeratedly open and says "your dad has a bad mouth" and they turn and wag their fingers at Kevin and both girls are laughing

matts energy usually crashes pretty soon after the kids' and more than once a fox has showed up to pick up their kid and found them knocked out with matt on the couch, his arms wrapped protectively around them (unbeknownst to matt, they take pictures of him like that and send them to Dan and she fonds over every one)

sometimes he'll sit the kids on his lap and "let them" drive around the neighborhood.. Renee and allison's boy LOVES this

as they get older and actually start driving, he's one of the first people they tell when they get their licenses

he teaches some of them how to drive stick.. he keeps the shitty run down manual that Dan is always begging him to get rid of specifically for this purpose

sometimes Andrew partakes in this, claiming he does so just to correct matt's teaching techniques.. matt grins and the kids love it

once they start getting phones and shit, he keeps track of all his nieces and nephews numbers.. the kids always know they can text/call/facetime him and he's proved time and time again that he'll always be there because family is the most important thing in the world to matt boyd and that is exactly what they are

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arhvste · 4 years ago

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dad hcs with your top 3 HQ boys? 😚

my top 3 haikyuu boys? #exciting 😌

KUROO, IWAIZUMI AND ATSUMU AS DADS

KUROO

he’s always wanted 3-4

growing up the only child in the household with his grandparents and father got a little lonely when he wasn’t with kenma

so you, y/n his wonderful and beautiful wife, fill his world with much more joy by bearing his children

you have 3 so far and phew good luck

two boys and a girl

kuroo has already started teaching your kids his trademark catchphrases

to your despair your youngest son’s first words had been “oya oya”

your face dropped while kuroos hyena laugh roared through the house

“wHY WOULD YOU TEACH HIM THAT”

“because bokuto dared me??”

for the first few weeks all you can hear is little mutters and screeches of “oya oya” and it’s driving you ✨insane✨

kuroo is however good with kids

and he will put a stop to it by giving your kid a pacifier to keep quiet

kuroo would love if his kids took an interest in volleyball

but he won’t force it on them

he’ll support whatever they want to do

your kid wants to try ballet? kuroo will buy several pairs of specially made shoes

art? kuroo is more than happy to hire a whole studio for the day

swimming? he’ll have a pool installed in your house

material arts? kuroo will find a ninja to train your kid

he wants to be the best dad he possibly can for his kids

i’m not saying he plays favourites but he does have a soft spot for his little girl

he will absolutely try and encourage her that boys are the worst and she shouldn’t date them until they get his seal of approval

he has a ridiculously high standard for the type of boy your daughter can date

you could be a high achieving graduate, astronaut in training, saved 36 old ladies on the street and a candidate for president

and kuroo would still be like

“is that it? 🙄”

good luck to your daughter then

he is there for every event

his whole schedule will be made around any birthdays, graduations, shows etc

he will make sure of it

he doesn’t care if he’s scheduled a meeting with the highest world leader

if that meeting falls on the same day as his kids sports game he will not be sat in an office chair but rather in the crowd cheering his kid on alongside you

he wants to give his kids the best in life but he also doesn’t want to completely spoil them

he was raised pretty normally so you and him agreed you should try to at least do the same

however when uncle kenma or uncle yaku babysits his kids 👀

“dad uncle kenma bought me a new pc!”

“uncle yaku bought me a pony!”

that’s it

kuroo will spoil tf out of your kids from time to time just to one up his friends

overall he is such a doting dad

yourself and the kids mean the absolute world to him

and he appreciates you to no end for bringing them into this world

together the two raise such humorous, perceptive and successful children

and he couldn’t be more proud of his family

IWAIZUMI

years of practically babysitting oikawa have prepared him for this

he has the patience levels built up

he is also extremely responsible and level headed

the two of you have 1 son who is 4 years old

the toddler has iwaizumi wrapped around his little finger

iwa denies this though

whenever your son misbehaves or makes a mistake (which is rare btw) iwa is looking down at him sternly

“s/n, you know better than this”

but all it takes it one pout and iwaizumi is all soft again and swoops your son into his arms

lmao i just know he’ll teach your son to insult oikawa

“say trash-y-ka-wa! that’s my boy!”

“iwa-chan stop teaching your baby to bully me i can’t even handle it from you alone 😩”

sometimes iwaizumi takes your son to work if you’re feeling particularly tired or have somewhere else to be

he definitely will wear on of those baby carrier harnesses

that’s kinda hot tbh

bokuto and hinata are all over your kid while iwaizumi is trying to train team japan

while he manages to get both players back over he notices his son is missing from the portable baby chair he brought with him

“omi omiiiiii look! baby germs!”

atsumu is running around with your son securely in his arms while sakusa is SPRINTING away from the blonde shouting profanities at him

needless to say, iwaizumi tries not to bring his kid along whenever serious training needs to be done

he will bring him to more laid back sessions though

iwaizumi is THE responsible dad of the year

he cooks, he cleans and he knows how to handle your son

by now your son has started to develop into his personality more

being around his calm and level headed dad has really rubbed off on him

he doesn't get too overexcited and knows how to behave well

there is something that bothers iwaizumi about your son though

his first words

“iwa-chan~”

iwaizumi’s face dropped when the familiar phrase left his sons mouth

“shittykawa i will FLY over to argentina to personally beat you up”

“it’s not MY fault s/n likes hanging out with his uncle tooru 😗”

oikawa is a doting uncle too

whenever he can he visits your family and spends time getting to know your kid

the nickname ‘trashykawa’ did happen to stick though

iwaizumi considered it fair now that your son called his best friend after the nickname he taught him

another dad who would like if his son took up volleyball, but won't force it

your kid does actually pick it up though

and he’s damn good at it

not to be clichè but he will like the position of ace the best

this is to your husband and bokuto’s delight

iwaizumi will be there for every game and will absolutely let him come to work with him more often as he gets older so he can watch pros up close

maybe one day your kid will end up on the very team his father trains

and he’ll be there alongside you cheering him on

ATSUMU

atsumu is blessed with the gift of twin daughters

hey, twins are in his genes it was bound to happen somewhere down the line

his girls are the most precious beings to him

other than you obv

to him, you are his heart, soul and everything inbetween

he treats his girls like princesses

like kuroo, boys are off the table

“oi if ya think you’re bringin boys home you can think again!”

“baby, it’s only their first day of preschool please calm down 😀”

unless these boys can beat him at setting, they’re not allowed within a 48 mile radius of your daughters

he will defo want you to bring them to his games

put them in personalised jerseys and he will be showing them off to his team and the crowd

every point he scores he’s pointing at you and your girls

“THAT ONE WAS FOR YOU MY PRINCESSES!”

when his team wins he will absolutely bring the three of you out onto the court and pull you all in for a tight hug and shower you all with affection for the world to see

your kids take a liking to sakusa believe it or not

they find his presence interesting in comparison to the other msby players

lmao sakusa will show your girls his flexible wrist trick and they’ll giggle in excitement

“uncle omi is so cool!”

hang on a minute

‘UNCLE’ omi???

atsumu is in shock

“how come’s ya nice to em and not to me omi omi?”

“they take after y/n more than you. they're not annoying and gross like you that’s why”

as he’s apart of the dedicated dad society, atsumu will make sure he’s there for every event he can too

if his games fall on the same day as an event with your daughters you can bet ur ass he is there as soon as his game is over

celebratory drinks with the team? not on his watch when his daughter has a dance recital

any moments he misses when he's playing an away match or can’t get out of training he asks you to record so he can watch it back multiple times later

probably cries when he watches your daughter win her sports match or perform in a dance show

his camera roll is FULL of pictures of you and your daughters

insists on posting them all so he can show the world what a beautiful and loving family he has

uncle osamu makes sure he tells your daughters embarrassing stories about their dad

“and then your dad turned around and told the girls to stop squealin like pigs when they were only showin their support”

“wth dad that's so rude 😠”

“thEY MESSED UP MY SERVE SAMU SHUT UP”

your family is raised super close

atsumu always knew he wanted both of your families involved with his daughters upbringing so he makes sure everyone is included and the two girls are familiar with their whole family

it’s important to him that they’re familiar with his volleyball family too

he loves the fact they're so comfortable and familiar with his teammates

uncle bokuto and uncle hinata are a hit with the twin girls

but its uncle omi who takes the crown for favourite

there is never a dull moment in the miya family

and atsumu couldn’t ask for better people to be involved with his daughters upbringing

requests are open!!

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cadopan · 3 years ago

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Arsenal’s player ratings for Arsenal vs West Ham FAWSL Matchday 6 (4-0)

Arsenal Women having a field day at Meadow Park with guns blazing; providing us with a much more comfortable watch compared to the men earlier in the day, but not far off in terms of matching their un-clinical finishing and chances not put away.

Starting XI:

Manu — 6.5/10. again, went on a holiday in her goalkeeping area and had even less to do than the last game (where she only had to make one save). if i recall correctly, i don’t think she even had to get down on the ground at all today?? understand that Jonas prefers to have a fixed no.1 now, but maybe Lydia should get some game time soon.

Noelle — 7/10. consistent as usual, played some lovely one-twos with the right wingers in front of her and had a solid performance overall. got caught out of position sometimes and had tricky crosses sent in from her side, but that’s bound to happen if the team is on the front foot and doing more attacking instead of defending 90% of the time.

Leah — 6/10. would have to say the poorest player on the team today just because of the two giant mistakes she made in playing out of the back; very easily would have been the culprit of two West Ham goals and given them momentum in a crucial time of the game. recovered well to distribute seamlessly and remain solid at the back, but today was an uncharacteristic performance given her exceptional start to the season and high standards everybody has come to expect.

Lotte — 6.5/10. fared better compared to her fellow CB partner, but also made an erroneous back pass that West Ham should have done more to capitalise on. i think with defenders, it’s just a case whereby because Arsenal are so dominant and there’s minimal defending to actually do, the mistakes tend to stand out more. and i have to say, they were quite suspect on closing down some shots and winning headers in the box, just let off the hook because West Ham didn’t have that crisp finishing.

Katie — 7.5/10. vital clearance to bail out Leah for her mistake, and unsurprisingly ventured forward time and again to offer an attacking option. didn’t get to continue her goal-scoring streak today (definitely felt the sizzle in her shots though, if only they were on target). anyhoo, she’s got that LB position locked down.

Mana — 7.5/10. dangerous and vibrant in the first half, dazzled again with her footwork and ability to twist and turn in the tightest of spaces, and unlucky that both her shots rattled off the goalposts. faded as the game went on, and try as hard as she may, she doesn’t have much of a presence defensively (unfortunately not blessed with size and physique), so that is a clear weakness of her game. sidenote: she made a sliding tackle that almost took down her bff Yui Hasegawa on the opposition team which I thought was quite hilarious.

Frida — 8.5/10. the next best player after the goalscorers today, she was shoving West Ham players off the ball and bossing that midfield left and right today. sent wonderful long balls to the wingers time and again, and really, it’s insane how good she is at such a young age. it’s so breathtaking that even the commentators can’t help but remind you of it every 5 minutes. but yeah, Frida long-range worldie incoming next match.

Kim Little — 9/10. what more can you say? she had 2 chances and she produced 2 goals, doesn’t get more clinical than that. probably the best all-rounded midfielder in the league, if not the world at the moment... despite the strength and depth in the squad this season, she’s the one player i would pick out as irreplaceable in the team, even ahead of Beth or Viv.

Keets — 6/10. okay, she did have that one good driving run and assist to Beth, but other than that she just frustrated me the rest of the time she was on. i think it’s apparent that she works her socks off and is super tenacious, great at winning fouls too, but her judgement in defining moments bruh... the number of wayward crosses to nowhere and glorious opportunities she squandered, left me wondering what Tobin could’ve done with those chances.

Cait — 6.5/10. again, i feel like i’m repeating myself from the last game, but she had another chance to put her hat in the ring for that central striker spot and didn’t manage to make the most of it. the biggest difference with her and Viv, aside from the pure finishing quality, is that she doesn’t offer any creative element so her game is largely limited to two areas: 1) connecting with headers from incoming crosses, or 2) receive the ball at her feet and fashion a shot or hold-up play (which tbf she is great at). i would say her header deserved to go in tho, it was simply a superb save by Mackenzie Arnold. ah, to be denied by your fellow Aussie teammate.

Beth — 8.5/10. Kim just edges it for my MOTM but boy, was she on fire again today. it’s almost as if you can sense an intimidation in the defenders who have to go up against her, because everyone is aware of the form she’s in and how threatening she can be as both provider and finisher. the way she’s practically rivalling Viv as the predominant goal-scoring threat in the team atm is unbelievable; this would have been unthinkable a season ago and i’m just so happy she’s peaking at this stage of her playing career. Subs:

Viv — 7/10. looked ever-so nonchalant and casual in her cameo appearance today but did a fine job linking the play from midfield and again, disproving any doubters that she is merely an in-the-box striker; her vision and passing range are amongst the top few in the team. seems to be enjoying the burden of scoring goals being lifted from her shoulders and dabbling a lot more in creativity this season.

Lia — 6.5/10. happily went about her duties this time as rotational sub for others to get their rest, as is becoming a fixture with Jonas’ game management style. nothing flashy or outstanding, just regular stuff to see the game out.

Jordan — 6.5/10. same as Lia, the lead was comfortable when they came on, although Arsenal never looked like they wanted to take the foot off the gas. maybe could’ve attempted some shots because every one of Arsenal’s attacking midfield (Kim, Frida, Mana) have been prolific goal threats and we’d all love for her to get her first goal of the season soon too. Simone — N/A. got a bit more minutes in the bag than last game, but barely had much to do again. makes you wonder, if she didn’t get that injury right after joining, where she would be in the CB pecking order. shoutout to Viki too who i feel like i haven’t seen in forever, even though she had that mini reappearance before being ruled out again :(

Steph — N/A. feels like we haven’t seen the best of her since that horrible mauling she suffered at the hands of Barca’s attackers in the UWCL opening game, hope she steps it up and gives Katie a good challenge for the nod at left-back. kind of like what Nuno Tavares is doing to Tierney right now; competition undeniably raises everyone’s levels so we want to see more of that. Bonus: Jonas Eidevall — 8/10. fairly smooth-sailing day at the office for him and his team. switching Beth and Keets on the wings in the first half was a great move because Beth was quiet at the beginning on the left but then came alive once she moved to the right.

Referee — 7/10. no major decisions that caused an upset, if i recall. noticed however that the broadcast refrained from replaying the scenes of offside as the game went on. not sure if that was coincidental or hoping to deter bringing the spotlight on potential officiating errors, after what was a dubious start to the season in terms of referee decisions, to say the least. Overall: real credit to the way West Ham managed to create pretty solid chances for themselves, and especially starting the game strongly. Also enjoyed today’s game which was more open due to their willingness to attack, as compared to other teams that prefer the strategy of ‘sit deep, hold out for as long as possible, and eventually succumb to Arsenal’s quality’. You could tell that they’re a side that has confidence in their abilities and performances this season. That being said, our goal difference at +21 after 6 games is just ridiculous, literally the stuff of dreams.

COYG!!!

p.s. feel free to send in any questions or opinions you might’ve had on the game, or even opinions on the player ratings haha. all in good fun.

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thehouseoflamentation · 5 years ago

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Just Vibing (Leviathan) ~NSFW~

(Warning: includes punishment play)

Leviathan knew he was in trouble but there was no way he could have expected this kind of punishment. For the past month the two of you had started watching a new series together. You reminded him to wait for you every time a new episode came out because it was meant to be something you two did together. Not only did he forget about your agreement and watch the next few episodes ahead of you but he also dropped a huge spoiler on you before you even got the chance to catch up.

He could feel a pit in his stomach start to form as you held out a cardboard box from Akuzon, a smile far too innocent for your intentions rested on your face. Levi could only gulp and hesitantly take the package from you. He ripped off the tape and opened the box to reveal a brand new rhythm game and it was the deluxe edition with bonus content no less! His eyes widened at the sight of the game’s cover, he was ready to hug tackle you out of happiness but… wait... something was off here. Weren’t you upset with him? Why did you go out of your way to buy a present for him? And wasn’t the box still a bit too heavy? Moving the game to the side, his hands dove back into the box.

His breath stilled and stopped altogether when he found the other “gift” you ordered for him. It was a thick silicone dildo complete with veins, curves, and a controller to top it all off. His hands trembled as he held the packaging in his hands, his eyes shifting between the game, the toy, and you. He understood now. This wasn’t a present, this was a punishment.

“M-MC you know I’ve been waiting to get this game for a w-while and umm... I really wanted to enjoy my first play through s-so uhh...could we maybe do this later?” his eyes peered at you sheepishly as he tried to inch away from the toy. In truth, as intimidating as it was a part of him couldn’t help but feel turned on at the thought of what you would do to him. You simply smirked in response, “Pants. Off. Now.” He knew it as much as you did. There was no way he was going to escape this and at his core he wasn’t really planning to either.

Obeying your orders, he quickly slipped his belt off and pulled his pants down before kicking them off entirely. You motioned for him to bend over and he did, his upper body leaning against his desk as he hid his face behind his arms, too embarrassed to show his face while you rubbed him through his boxers. He shivered once the fabric was pulled down and thrown to the side. You pulled a small bottle of lube out of your pocket and started dripping some of it onto his ass, the feeling of your slick fingers entering him made him moan and whimper unconsciously.

You positioned the head of the dildo at his entrance and gently pushed it inside him. The pressure alone was enough to make Levi jolt but you gripped his shoulder and pressed him against the desk to hold him still. He could feel every curve and bump on the toy rubbing against his walls as you slipped it deeper and deeper inside of him. He let out a sigh of relief once you pushed it in all the way but his solace was short lived as you moved him to sit on the floor, the toy now reaching even further and rubbing a particularly sensitive spot within him.

As he sat there trying to adjust to the dildo, you switched the game console on and handed him the controller. Flashing lights and upbeat music played as he stared at the homescreen through tears of pleasure that threatened to obscure his vision. “M-MC please…I can’t....”, he looked back at you for a moment, his eyes pleading for mercy only to be met with your cold amused gaze.

“Hmm.... tell you what, if you can manage to get a perfect score without cumming I’ll let you off the hook. You can even start on the very first level. But if you can’t even manage that then you’ll be wearing that vibe to the Sucre Frenzy event tomorrow. Sound like a fair deal?” your hand was rested under your chin as you smirked to yourself. As good as he was at video games there was no way he was going to make it. Not with the card you had up your sleeve. Then again it’s not like he had much of a choice. He sighed then nodded, his head hung in defeat as he accepted your challenge.

He wiped the sleeve of his hoodie across his face, getting rid of the tears and sweat that formed not so long ago. As he hit the start button, your hands moved in perfect sync, pressing the vibrate setting on the toy’s controller. The powerful stimulation was enough to make him drop the game controller right out of his hands. You quickly turned the vibrator off and slipped your hands in your pockets, your trained innocent smile gracing your face once again as he turned back to face you. “This is so unfair!” he thought to himself as he faced the screen again hoping beyond all hope that he would be able to get through just one level.

He could try as many times as he wanted until he either got a perfect score or came but the way things were going, it was clear he was nowhere near winning. Everytime he started getting a perfect streak you would turn the toy on and send vibrations pulsing through him, throwing him off before he could finish the level with a perfect score.

His frustration from the game and the sexual tension you caused was driving him insane. On any normal day he would have been able to smoke any rhythm game. The fact that he wasn’t even able to get past the first level because of your teasing was an insult to his pride as a gamer. Despite how close he was to cumming he still had some restraint left and he was going to use it. All that time you were teasing him he was slowly getting used to the vibrator. He was able to handle it fairly well now and he was going to put everything he had on the line to finish this god forsaken level.

Taking one last deep breath, Levi pressed the start button once again and braced himself for your torment. He was approaching a particularly hard part in the game and sensed that you would increase the intensity of the vibrator. His prediction was correct but he still refused to waver, continuing to rack up points. The level felt agonizingly long as he held his breath and waited for the song to slow down and stop, signalling the end of the level. The notes he had to hit finally started to slow as he was reaching the end. Just a few more seconds to go and- VVVRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!! At the last second you hit the MAX setting on the controller. The toy convulsed inside of him, the sudden intense pleasure pushed him over the edge causing him to cum all over himself as the level came to an end. He laid on his side panting from his release as his eyes stared blankly at his final score. “665 perfect hits! And 1 miss...you were so close Levi...but I guess we’ll have to continue your punishment tomorrow now won’t we?” you placed a kiss on his cheek as you watched him lie on the ground, nothing more than a panting mess. Levi’s eyes were still fixed on the screen, the brightly colored words echoed in his mind as he struggled to catch his breath. “Game Over.”

#obey me!#shall we date #shall we date?#obey me #obey me! leviathan #obey me! scenario #scenario #lemon lime demon time

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baodurs · 4 years ago

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i filled out this super cool button character profile by @extraordinarymage for sabrina! thank you for making this, it was a lot of fun to fill out <3 the bulk of it is under a cut and oh boy is it long !!!

Short, Quick Reference

Name: Sabrina Wiseman

Pronouns: She/her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Love Interest: Kent

Main personality trait: Confidence

Secondary personality trait: Morbidity

Relationship with Nick: Full of love, haunted by unaddressed guilt and frustration. But mostly full of love.

Nickname for Nick: Saint Nick (used sparingly)

Resentful or accepting?: Slightly resentful

Main strategy (interpersonal, insightful, innovative?): Insightful

Ethical or expedient?: Expedient

GENERAL

Name: Sabrina Larkspur Wiseman

Nickname(s): Sab, used by anyone; Sabby, only Nick and Sally; and, of course, Button for Nick.

Birthday: I think I made her an October Libra for the purpose of a template I did months ago, but I’m not sure! No concrete birthday yet, I’m always very slow to nail down details like this.

Age: 20

Pronouns: She/her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Hair color + style: Blonde. A little past shoulder length, sometimes wavy. Usually a middle part. For Aeon, tied back in a bun.

Eye color: Blue, entirely because of the section of Frank O’Hara’s “Meditations in an Emergency” that goes, “My eyes are vague blue, like the sky...”

Height: 5′5

Piercings: Multiple in each ear, but a couple have started to close.

Tattoos: None yet! Sab likes the idea of a tattoo but is worried about finding the perfect design, whether she’d end up hating it, that the pain might be greater than she expects and she’ll look like a baby in front of her tattoo artist. I’d like to think she eventually consults Sally and/or Glitch to come up with an idea that she falls in love with, but I haven’t come up with what that would be!

Clothing style: Mostly solid colors, not a lot of patterns. Nothing super bright, but a fairly varied mix of pastels, neutrals, dark colors, black. Partial to denim skirts and sweater tops. Ankle boots. Likes a good turtleneck. She’s bolder when it comes to formal wear, and especially loves suits. Big fan of silk and satin.

Since she has a pretty accurate face claim, I’ll link some gifsets I’ve rb’d for appearance ref if you are so inclined.

STATS

I’m always adjusting minor things and swapping scenes around, but these are from my most recent Sab run! Most scores hover somewhere around these values.

Personality:

Confidence: 53%

Humor: 5%

Morbidity: 22%

Resentful: 57% | Accepting: 43%

Strategy:

Interpersonal: 12%

Insightful: 50%

Innovative: 10%

Ethical: 43% | Expedient: 57%

KEY DECISIONS:

What is Nick’s nickname and why?: Saint Nick, used very rarely. It’s a joking reference to the time she thought Santa was an evil Ment out to ruin Christmas, and a point about Nick overdoing it with the cheer. “Saint Nick” is usually code for “I know you mean well, but please mind your own business.” Otherwise, she just calls him Nick.

What is their favorite type of cookie (and its name and why?): Salted caramel chocolate chip! No special name.

What was their initial reaction to Sally hugging them, as kids?: She just froze. That could just be me projecting adult Sabrina onto her childhood self; I don’t imagine that she was as uncomfortable around strangers or quite as cautious back then. But that’s what I’ll stick with.

How did they ace the ASE test?: The in-game option she takes is “My entire life has revolved around strategic avoidance,” but the one about being just plain smart also sounds like her. If Sab has the chance to thoroughly (over)prepare for something, she will do it. Her mind blindness also has her constantly (over)analyzing situations. So, hard work and relentless anxiety!

Did they manage to win their first assignment? How?: Yes, by having Sally block the door. I’ve headcanoned some slight differences in how it plays out, which I wrote about in-depth here. To summarize, Sab thinks of blocking the door as a desperate last resort, not a clever loophole, and she pushes back against Rosy’s praise because she wishes she could have done it the “real” way. Rosy goes from being impressed to being annoyed that she’s willfully missing the point.

What was the primary emotion Button felt during the Aeon bombing (love, gratitude, etc?): Guilt. She feels very guilty about how much Nick has given up for her in general, but I think that in the moment, it’s on a smaller scale. The fact that Nick was on the phone with her when it happened, coming to her rescue like always, becomes emblematic of their whole relationship for her, and she really fixates on that.

Who drove them home from the hospital from and why?: Glitch. Sab responds to her initial text with “Are you sure?”, and is relieved when Glitch takes that as “Yes, please.” She doesn’t relish the idea of being around someone more connected to her family or Nick at that point.

How do they feel about Nick riding around in their mind?: Worried, at first. Just because it’s so unknown and absolutely insane. After seeing Doctor Amari, she’s excited! Sab is thrilled to be a Pollard Five and intends to take full advantage of it. I am not looking forward to seeing how she reacts when that’s taken away from her.

Why did Button agree to do the undercover mission?: To prove she still deserves to be an MIV. Sabrina feels stupid and reckless for putting herself, Nick, and Aeon in this position, but she knows she’s smart, and she hasn’t worked this hard for nothing. She wants to prove what she could do with a normal Pollard Score and make herself too valuable to give up even when she’s back to Zero.

Told Glitch about your mind blindness?: Depends on the playthrough. I’m constantly going back and forth on whether Sab meets Glitch for coffee or wanders the city with Nick in her second chapter 5 slot (after trying to track down Kent). If she does meet Glitch, though, she absolutely tells her; with how touchy Sab is about privacy, she couldn’t stomach not warning Glitch that Nick could hear everything they said.

Figured out K’s secret?: Nope. She finds enough of the clues to be given the “I knew it!” option in-game, but she didn’t actually put it together. Sab is too angry and embarrassed by learning that Kent is an AMO to find any reason to interrogate it. “The random guy I met before school just happens to be a jerk” is a perfectly sound explanation to her.

Found Noh’s clues?: Not at the metro station. Sometimes she sees the Vengeance brooms in chapter 5 (again, depending on the playthrough), but that’s it.

ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP:

Love Interest: Kent

Why them?: Sab feels an immediate kinship with Kent after learning about the NPO program. It’s kind of funny how quickly he moves from the least sympathetic position in her eyes (Ment who got past me and read my mind without my knowledge) to the most sympathetic (non-powered child of a prominent family aiming a league above where he “belongs”). A lot of new respect for his competence. Her fate is sealed when she realizes that his kindness at the hospital wasn’t him trying to make up for some wrongdoing, but just him being very sweet. (She had scoffed over “You needed help.” But now she’s like, “Oh. He meant that?! Fuck.”)

As they spend more time together, Sab realizes how weirdly similar they are in other ways, too. And she starts to feel safe/secure around him in a way that she’s extremely not used to. Growing up surrounded by Ments, Sab has a lot of issues about being too much, too difficult, needing to “be worthy” of love. So someone like Kent who is not a Ment, who has no “obligation” to care about her, and whose judgement she trusts implicitly? Being around him and being loved by him mean a lot, and I think will go a long way towards helping her reflect on her other relationships!

What are their first impressions of each other?: Okay, there are like 3 first impressions with Kent. First: he’s tall and handsome and secretly adorable, and they have similar career goals, so she’s drafting a five-month plan to woo him and get his number. Second: he’s a lying, self-obsessed loser who owes her many explanations. Third: oh no, the first impression was true! And he’s been continually, selflessly kind to her in spite of her overt hostility. Scratch the five-month plan, because the crush was only fun when it was entirely superficial; now she really, really likes him and that just sucks.

We know that Button makes a good impression on K by stopping for their dogs, but apart from that... I mean, the “we confused each other” from chapter 7 is very apt. Sab has lots of shifting personas, and Kent sees pretty much every one within 24 hours. The prevailing impression before everything gets cleared up is probably just that she cares a lot? About everything? Her stopping for the dogs, how seriously she takes the first assignment, the way she seems so deeply affected by something he said or did that morning. It’s a rare side of her to meet first because she usually pretends to be above everything.

What feature does your Button find most attractive in their RO (ex. appearance, personality, etc.)?: Probably his composure. And his... steadfastness? The way he seems unruffled by anything, his soothing presence. She really admires that about him and finds the calm contagious.

What do they do to spend time together?: Going on drives together! Kent driving while Sab plays songs she thinks he’ll like, talking or not talking. Cuddling on the couch while reading their own separate books. Museum dates. Walking the dogs together.

Do they argue? How do they handle arguments and disagreements? How do they make up?: I imagine that the first month or so of their relationship would be difficult, just because they’re both bad at expressing themselves and not used to relying on other people. Kent kind of negates a lot of Sab’s impulses to get defensive or hostile, so instead of arguments, I think there are more likely to be awkward periods where she’s just stewing in something without addressing it. Most of their fights would be, like, one of them becoming really distant for a concerning number of days until the other tries to awkwardly check in on them.

What does their future look like?: Uhh some random lore: I think eventually they do get married, despite neither of them caring that much about it. Sabrina would be excited to have something to plan, and she knows it would make the people around her happy. They have a long engagement; there’s never really an “official” proposal, just an acknowledgement that yeah, they’ll get married one day, and then eventually they get rings. The engagement is almost Sab’s favorite part, honestly. She likes planning and showing off her ring and calling Kent her fiancé, a lot of fanfare on her part for a wedding that ends up being very modest and chill.

OTHER RELATIONSHIPS (Feel free to go in depth!)

Relationship with Nick: When I first started developing Sab, I thought that with as difficult/prickly as she can be, her relationship with Nick would be worse than it is. Never bad, but certainly strained, with more jealousy/resentment on her side. However, she rejected this. She is resentful, but never towards Nick—she internalizes the negative parts of their relationship so they manifest as guilt instead. And that’s the problem, not resentment. Sab thinks he’s overprotective, but that doesn’t make her angry; it just makes her sad. She wishes things were different and he didn’t feel so responsible for her, but she also doesn’t know how she could manage without him taking on so many of her burdens. So, guilt! So much love, but always looming guilt.

Having Nick in her head has helped. It’s added a new kind of guilt (“I’m a horrible person for being so giddy that people can’t hear my thoughts even though that requires my brother to be in a coma”), but getting inside Nick’s head for once and really feeling his love for her changes things. Makes her feel way more secure, I guess? It’s easier to see her brother as human person, a friend who loves her, rather than a perfect selfless paragon who sacrificed everything to raise her, which is an important shift.

There are also Things happening with self-presentation in the fact that they’re both models, and flirts, and pretend to be shallow. And the ways that they’ve responded to vastly different expectations. And selflessness versus selfishness. But I have no idea how to talk about that yet.

Relationship with Father: Strained and distant. Sabrina doesn’t necessarily blame him for leaving, but she hates how he’s handled it. She’s incredibly frustrated that John insists on keeping them in this miserable limbo of uncomfortable visits, even though moving away was (to her) a tacit acknowledgement that she and her parents are better off without each other. He’s trying to force a relationship that Sab thinks is ultimately harmful for everyone involved. For Nick’s sake, she’s willing to grin and bear the visits, but it never works because John can obviously tell it’s an act. He pushes her, she gets defensive, and so on to infinity.

Relationship with Mother: Like with John, Sab doesn’t resent Hope for the incident itself, or for leaving afterward. It was terrifying, and the idea of being around Hope makes her panic—but she thinks of that as just another irrational anxiety symptom, and she’s trying to work through it. What she does resent Hope for is letting it get to that point at all. Sab is incredibly bitter that Hope will suffer silently to the point of almost killing her (during the incident) and potentially herself (with the BRS), while Sab has no choice but to be completely open. Especially because they’re so similar in that way—she’s almost jealous. “Oh, so your silence is allowed to almost kill me and it’s ‘nobody’s fault’ but I can’t pretend to enjoy a single lunch with Dad without him calling me out for lying?”

And even though she doesn’t hold the incident itself against her, Sab is very hung up on “Why are you never quiet? Why are you always there?” She knows, on some level, that this was not a Personal Judgement against her. But because Hope keeps so much quiet, this is the only honest expression of her mother’s feelings that she can remember! It would take a lot for Sab to believe that Hope was really, genuinely interested in reconnecting with her, rather than just pretending to love her "enough” this time because to do otherwise would reflect poorly on Hope as a mother.

Relationship with Sally: Besties <3 Sally is the only member of the Wiseman inner circle that Sab doesn’t have complicated feelings about. They both have hidden morbid streaks that they bring out in each other, and can laugh about. They both have competitive streaks that work well together because they’re always on the same team. And their wants/needs from the relationship complement each other well, I think. Sally has always felt valued because she’s useful and not because she’s loved, while Sab has always felt smothered by love/care without feeling like she genuinely adds value to other people’s lives. So it means a lot to both of them that they’re able to help each other practically, while also genuinely loving and supporting each other outside of that.

Relationship with Gray: Full of trust and genuine care, but predicated on distance. Sab loves him a lot for being so careful not to cross any boundaries, physical or emotional, with her. She’s grateful that he’s there for Nick in a way that she doesn’t feel she can be. But "I like Gray because he doesn’t push me and is good to Nick” means that any hand he extend makes her defensive, because she’ll either view him as an emissary of Nick or start to panic because their normal routine is being disrupted (she doesn’t tell him about Hope in ch 3, for example).

They get along very well in a friend-of-a-friend sort of way, and bond over being cautious counterparts to Nick. Also, Sab never had a crush on Gray, but she is not immune to tall superhero and thinks it’s fun to fake flirt with him. (You know Isabela’s “You have pretty eyes” routine from DA2? Sab does that to Gray when conversations steer towards things she’d rather not talk about.)

Relationship with Glitch: I’m really excited about these two! They click from the start, and Sabrina feels immediately comfortable around Glitch, which makes her feel distinctly uncomfortable whenever she catches herself. Externally, they have pretty different personalities, but they’re both perceptive and... socially manipulative? aware of their self-presentation?... in ways that they both pick up on right away. So it’s a lot of conversational maneuvering and trying to figure out what the other’s game is, while also genuinely enjoying each other’s company.

Relationship with Kent/Kenna: I could go truly insane here. See the romance section above instead.

Relationship with Kim: Sab wants him to like her sooooo bad. He’s one of the only people to ever really get through to her, re: my headcanon conversation after the first assignment. Authority figures tend to treat her as special, whether that’s negatively because of her mind blindness or positively because she’s such an overachiever. She had no idea how to respond to that not being the case (and didn’t handle it well at first), but chapter 6 solidifies her respect for him.

It also turns Rosy’s opinion of Sab around; he was impressed by her in class but left his office thinking she was self-absorbed and naive. But the bombing is a reality check, and her response is very measured and practical in a way that surprises him.

Relationship with Lev: She doesn’t mind the comparisons to Nick or the “maybe one day they’ll fix you” comments as much as you might think. They aren’t her favorite, but she prefers that sort of thing to the inspirational platitudes belied by coddling that she got from her family growing up. Sab has fond memories of Lev and is grateful that he’s always been kind to her, but doesn’t have any particular feelings apart from that.

Relationship with Clarence: Holds a grudge against him for causing a scene, making her late, and generally being a jerk. But she can’t fault him for being right, after what happened! Mostly she just wants to avoid him, but she’ll be thrilled to lord her success over him if/when she proves herself.

Relationship with Dean Branham: Like Rosy, another authority figure that Sab desperately wants to impress. But without the personal investment she has in Rosy’s validation, more “Oh, this person is in charge, so I should make her like me!” Despite Nick’s and Rosy’s reservations, Sabrina doesn’t really have a problem with being “strongarmed” or manipulated into cooperating; for now, she figures Branham was just doing her job and respects her tactics.

Relationship/attitude towards Ments in general: Mostly just uncomfortable and wary around them. Sab doesn’t want her mind read, and she figures that no Ment wants to be forced to read it either. So she has a pretty strict “no Ments” rule for close personal relationships (excluding Nick, Sally, and Gray, of course. But only Nick really counts because he’s the only one who can hear her thoughts whenever she’s nearby). Not out of hatred or resentment, just because she knows it will be easier for everyone in the long run.

Do they have any other important relationships, past or present? (Relatives, friends, etc.?): Not many, but yes! Sab dated around a lot in the 2 years before Aeon (more like year and a half, because she completely shut it down once she was more focused on preparing for the MIV program), but there are 2 relationships that were formative/important for her. A high school sweetheart, and someone Sab met through modeling. She doesn’t keep up with her high school ex, but the model is her best friend outside of Sally and Nick, and they still keep in touch! I’m still developing them/the relationships, and I’ll probably post more about them someday. They’re fun!

PERSONAL BIO

Describe their personality: Confusing and contradictory. She has two main modes that confuse people who meet both (e.g., Kent). She’s either cold, stuck-up, and sometimes hostile, OR she’s charming, frivolous, and sometimes flirty. Mode 1 is tense but stoic and inexpressive; mode 2 is seemingly relaxed but very posed and insincere. Mode 1 is for when she feels uncertain or has no agenda apart from “get to point B”; mode 2 is for when she’s more comfortable or trying to manipulate someone. Her actual personality is a bit closer to the second, but she doesn’t pretend not take things seriously or hide when she’s annoyed.

Strengths: Analytical, methodical, detail-oriented. Very driven and hardworking. May not always act like it, but does have social skills/charisma; a great liar, if you can’t read her mind. Unfailingly loyal and loving to her favorite people, so so so warm and affectionate and supportive if she really loves you. Very perceptive.

Weaknesses: Way too proud. Can be petty and vindictive. Self-absorbed (she doesn’t mean anything by it, but it’s hard for her to see past herself sometimes). Stubborn, hates being wrong. And... emotional isn’t the word, but strong negative emotions can really cloud her judgement. It ties into her being proud, petty, and stubborn; if she’s really upset about something, she can cling to that emotion instead of re-evaluating it or moving forward.

Phobias: From this ask about the phobias that are planned to show up in-game, there are a few that I could see fitting Sab, but I want to wait to see how they’re implemented before I fully commit. Which is very metagame-y, I know (and I am very metagame-y about IF), but “fear of X” is so broad that it really does depend on when/how it manifests in the text.

That being said, agoraphobia is almost a lock; crowds do make Sab very anxious if she can’t keep track of everyone within a certain distance, and if she can’t leave when she starts feeling antsy. Claustrophobia is a maybe. The choice that triggers it (in chapter 4, about hating MRI machines) suits Sab, but I’m not sure if she hates MRI machines because she hates tight spaces, or if it’s more related to her general anxiety about hospitals, medical tests, etc. Which she definitely has!

What activities/club did they do in school?: She avoided anything group-oriented as far as possible. She took piano (maybe violin?) lessons and did recitals, but wasn’t in orchestra. The one exception was maybe National Honor Society or some equivalent, which she would have joined for her resume’s sake. And I think she would have tutored!

Where do they escape to when they need space?: A little used library corner, where she can people watch without being seen/heard.

How do they feel about/cope with their mind blindness?: Sab hates it but tries not to dwell on it. She knows that it’s no one’s fault, and she mainly just tries to... minimize it? Drown out her thoughts, limit her contact with Ments. And, least healthily, very rigidly managing herself. Because there’s so much of her that exists outside of herself, without her control, she tries to either filter or completely suppress everything else. Part of why she got into modeling, she can perform and be perfect and have total control over the final product of her body in the photographs for whatever campaign. Some Day This Will Be Better. But definitely not where she is in current canon.

How has your Button changed since the Incident with Hope?: Developed many new anxieties and disorders and syndromes :) She also became way more self-conscious, as in literally conscious of and way more tightly monitoring herself, what she’s thinking, what she’s expressing, how she’s sitting, etc. Less emotive face, more rigid posture.

If they weren’t an Aeon student, what would they be doing?: Sab would have beaten herself up forever if she “proved everyone right” by avoiding Unity/Ments entirely, so she’d want to stay in the family business somehow. She probably would have ended up doing scientific research on mental agility. Maybe even working for Mirrortech or some other biotech company, which I imagine would have been an interesting conversation to have with the family.

RANDOM FACTS:

Zodiac sign: Like I said, I assigned her Libra months ago for the sake of a template. But I don’t know enough about astrology to commit. Libra or Leo, probably.

Hobbies: Music, reading poetry, “cooking” (i.e., sitting on the counter and not helping while Nick makes dinner)

Likes: Watching other people (Nick) play video games, dressing up, taking long showers/baths, dark chocolate with caramel, back hugs

Dislikes: Being patronized, hot weather, going to the doctor, driving, doing anything she is not good at

Type of bedsheets: Bamboo.

Drink of choice: Cucumber mint lemonade! For hot drinks, some kind of caramel coffee. For alcohol, she refuses to get drunk because she’s terrified of having even less control of her mental broadcast, but at home/around people she trusts she’ll have a glass or two of wine. Doesn’t know enough to be picky, but doesn’t like it too sweet.

Favorite food: Probably some pasta dish Nick makes with asparagus and tomatoes and a lot of garlic.

Favorite color: Like a light turquoise!

Favorite music: Music to her was another mind-shielding tactic before anything else, so she tends to like upbeat-ish electronic/pop stuff. Catchy and repetitive, and/or with lots of personality to drown out her own thoughts. On the other end of the spectrum, she does have a soft spot for crackly, lo-fi, old or old-sounding slow songs—something about fuzzy recordings simulating a weak telepathic signal.

Favorite season: Hmm, spring and autumn are both good. She likes either side of winter.

Anything else you’d like to share: My heart and a long, fulfilling marriage, with anyone who reads all this 💍

#wow this is so long. insanity luv lit ral insanity #this was super helpful for articulating certain things about sab's character so it's already done its job #pls do not feel pressured to read Thousands of words about sabrina my beloved. but if you read all or even some of this <333 a kiss for you #why am i embarrassed to overshare about my own ocs on my own blog. i live here #oc: sabrina wiseman #also this was very much a stream of consciousness deal but i tried to go back and make it comprehensible. good luck all ye who enter here

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missnxthingg · 5 years ago

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Can you do cocky college Tom? Y/N hates him cuz he is such a player and so arrogant, but of course he is also extremely hot. One night, there's a costume party and Tom shows up in something ridiculous that shows off his body -- all his muscles and his bulge. Throughout the night, he keeps flirting and flexing until he finally wins her over. And then he's super dominant, making her go to her knees for a BJ. He makes her gag while he dirty talks and boasts and smirks :)

A/N: I’m so sorry I took too long to get to it. I have to be on the mood of writing smut to do it properly. I’ve been working on it for the past week and it’s going to have two parts, okay? If you, anon, want to be tagged on part two, send me a message! Also, I needed to give it a name and I fucking hated it, might change it later.

Pairing: College!Fuckboy!Tom x Reader

Words: 3.8K

Warnings: Smut, oral (f and m receiver), swearing, I don’t know how many more, but it’s pretty dirty.

PART TWO

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Cinnamon Coffee - Part One

College is supposed to be an amazing experience for everyone. Going out of your comfort zone, finally knowing what is like to be a grown up, meeting a lot of new people, make new friends and mess around with all sorts of people. (Y/N) (Y/L/N) couldn’t deny, she was very excited to pack her things and start her new life.

The dorm she got in was huge, with a beautiful front garden where a lot of girls could hang out whenever they want to. Her roommate was cute and very funny, easily to become friends with. She got the right side of the room, letting (Y/N) with no choice but to get the left one. But it was a big room though, with enough space for the both of them.

The first week was good, mostly getting to know the campus and the freshmans. A lot of parties and activities to make people bound before the classes even started. (Y/N) also took a time to chill out and get to know around the campus, and that’s how she discovered that they had a coffee shop right between her dorm and the boys dorm, and that their coffee was really great. One chilly day, she decided to go get some breakfast and just stay at her room and watch TV with her roommate.

“Morning Lizzie.” She greeted the barista. It became a common thing since she’s been going there for everyday during a week.

“Morning (Y/N). What it will be today?” She asked and (Y/N) glanced around the counter, thinking about what to order.

“I want a cinnamon latte, banana bread and croissant.”

“Done in a minute.”

(Y/N) smiled and turned around to watch for somewhere to sit and wait for her order to get ready, but something got in her way, or someone.

“Oi, watch it, gorgeous.” The person said and (Y/N) glanced up to find a beautiful boy, curly brown locks, strong arms and a bright smile.

“Sorry, I’m just sleepy.”

“Don’t worry about it, pretty one.” He touched her chin and winked.

“Uhm, personal space?” She said, thinking that he didn’t even knew her to be touching her chin.

“I’m Tom, by the way. Tom Holland.” He smiled, running his fingers through his hair. “Do you have a name, pretty angel?”

“Not really any of your-”

“(Y/N), your order is ready.” The barista called and she shut her eyes in anger.

“(Y/N), what a pretty name. Fits the pretty owner.” He smiled and she turned around to pay for her order. Tom stopped her, paying for her order. “Keep the change.”

“Why did you do that? You don’t even know me. And I don’t know you either.”

“Oh, but you will, baby girl.” He waved and turned around to get out of there. “See ya’ around, (Y/N).”

She just simply stood there, trying to digest what just happened, when a voice called her back to Earth.

“Oh, he’s such a player.” Lizzie said, cleaning the counter. “He’s been coming here for a whole week and I’ve already seen him paying for three girls.”

“Good to know.” (Y/N) said, before she thanked the barista and got back to her dorm.

After that day, the boy kept popping up everywhere she was. Tom was at every party, every game and soon he was in the psychology class. The day she saw him coming into the door, she almost dropped that one class immediately, specially when he sat behind her with a playful smile on his face.

“Hello gorgeous, I didn’t know you took psychology for major.” He caressed her cheek, smiling tenderly.

“And I’m considering dropping out right now.” She removed his hand out of her face, turning to her notebook resting on the table.

“Why so angry, baby girl? I’m just trying to be nice.”

“As you do to every girl.”

It was true. Tom did everything to impress every girl around. He didn’t need much, having a totally flawless body and being a super hot guy. But he winked, he picked on their waist, smiled, looked right into their eyes. So it didn’t take long until he got every girl on the campus to fall in love with him. That way, he started to ruin her Saturday mornings reading in the front garden.

The day she found it ruined was the worst. She accidentally got up early and she changed her clothes and got out to find something to do. She bought coffee and lied a blanket in the grass under a tree to drink it, eat small fruits and read a book. It was a normal Saturday morning for her, until she noticed a couple of girls almost passing out next to her, looking at something behind her back. And there he was, a tight shirt on, drinking his water slowly so the girls would enjoy the view. She rolled her eyes and he noticed.

“Morning (Y/N)!”

“Fuck off!” She shouted back, not getting her attention out of the book.

“Come on beautiful, I’m trying to be nice.”

“Maybe you should try and be less of a show off.”

“Can’t do that darling.” He smiled and continued his walk.

“Fucking pathetic.”

It was a pretty common thing to see him around girls. In the halls, in parties. God, she even caught him making out with one small ginger in the library. It was nonstop and it annoyed her so much, specially because he would be always going after her.

“Morning pretty angel, got your usual, you can thank me with a kiss.” He said to her once, giving her a coffee. She shook her head no and continued her walk.

“If that’s the payment, I’m not accepting it.” She said and he sighed.

“Come on, what am I supposed to do with a cinnamon latte? I don’t even like cinnamon.”

“Give it to another poor girl, I don’t fucking care.”

“But I bought it for you. Please accept it, as a friendly move.” (Y/N) stopped at the door and accepted the coffee.

“Thank you.” She directed herself into her class, thanking every god there is it wasn’t psychology class. This way she wasn’t going to spend two full hours with Tom.

She really started to think he was starting to change with that nice move, that until she saw him doing the same thing with another girl on her dorm. (Y/N)’s heart broke, but again, she wasn’t expecting much out of him.

They both continued their lives, him teasing her a lot, and trying to flirt too, while she tried to ignore him everytime he approached. The more time passed by, the more he wanted to make her his, at least for one night.

She was driving him insane. Maybe it was the fact that she’s the only girl who doesn’t want to be with him, and also adding the fact that she was completely gorgeous. He would watch her from far and be completely amused by her beauty. The littlest things got into his head. The way she sits at her desk, he way her hair falls softly on her shoulders, her rosy cheeks and cherry lips. She was perfect, and even looked cuter when she was angry at him.

“Hey baby girl, this one’s for you.” He was playing football with some of his friends while she was hanging around with some others in the corner. He scored a goal and blowed her a kiss.

“Is there going to be a day that you won’t remember my existence?”

“Probably not, considering we are getting married.”

“Oh, fuck you.” She rolled her eyes and drank another sip of her beer.

“You wish you could, darling.” He winked and went back to the game.

“He’s so into you.” One of her friends poked her with their elbow and she pretended to not even listen.

“He’s into everyone.” One of her friends told her and (Y/N) nodded.

“Tom Holland is a complete idiot, and I hate him. He literally does everything to get me to his bed.”

“And that’s a bad thing?”

“It is when he does it with every girl on campus.”

When summer came, everyone was wearing shorter clothes, showing much more skin, and that included (Y/N). One day she appeared for class in a white tank top and denim skirt. Tom watched her walking through the longs halls, observing the way her legs moved and how perfect she was. It sparked something on him, and he followed her all the day to class biting his lips. He kissed her cheek and sat down behind her.

“Good morning pretty angel. You look stunning today.”

“Morning Tom. Don’t you have anything else to do today?” She asked and he started to play with her hair.

“No, I have all day to admire your beauty.”

“You’re pathetic.” She said with her strong North Yorkshire accent. He leaned into her ear and pulled a strand of hair away from that.

“I love you accent.” He whispered so only she could hear it. “I wonder what it will sound like when you cum.”

Her whole body shivered, and as much as she hated to admit it, he turned her own. Oftenly actually. If there’s one thing she can’t deny is that he is extremely hot. And sometimes the things he does to her gets her to shiver from the top of her head to her tiptoes. Like those times he rest one hand on her waist and presses his finger in there. They usually make (Y/N)’s heart beat faster. But she always thought it was pure anger.

“Only in your dreams Holland.”

“Oh, I dream about it everyday baby girl. Having you in my bed, screaming my name. And today, your clothes aren’t really helping me.”

“So I guess you’ll have to find another girl to fuck it off.”

“Maybe I’ll do tomorrow. Also, are you coming tomorrow to the costume party? I’m not a frat kid, but I heard it’s going to be awesome.”

“I might stop by, yeah.” She said, focusing on what she’s been writing on her notebook for a while now.

“So look for me, I’ll be the guy in the sexy costume. It shouldn’t be hard to find me.”

(Y/N) didn’t want to go at first, but her roommate literally dragged her to the party. She wore a pretty bunny costume, a really sexy one, completely showing her thighs and popping her tits up. The party was full, and probably everyone on campus was there. She stood in a corner with her friends, drinking a beer and glancing at everyone to see their costumes. And she was really happy and impressed with everyone, smiling a lot, but her smiled died when she crossed her eyes with one know guy.

He was drinking with his friends in his stupid costume. For her surprise, they were matching up. Tom also was wearing a bunny costume, with the black ears, bow tie and shorts, completely shirtless. He knew everyone had their eyes on him, but he only had eyes for one person tonight, and she was looking stunning. He winked and got back to his conversation.

“You gotta be shitting me.” She whispered, rolling her eyes. He dropped his friends and directed himself to her, with a big smile on his face. “Oh God.”

“Hey baby girl, I’m glad you came.”

“Hey Tom.” She said, not sounding much excited to see him.

“I see we matched up. Even the universe is telling us to be together.”

“Or maybe you’re a psycho stalker that saw me buying bunny ears the other day.” She said and he nodded.

“Anyway, you look so fucking beautiful.” He caressed her chin and smiled. “Do you wanna dance?“

“Maybe later, I’m with my friends.”

“Pinky promise?” He showed his pinkie and she nodded. “You need to do the thing.”

“Shut up or you’re not even getting that."

”(Y/N)…“ His finger was still standing, and she entwined their fingers. "I’ll be waiting.”

And he really meant it, but (Y/N) didn’t give a damn about it and had fun with her friends. They did shots, they had fun, laughed a lot and ended up on the dancefloor. He couldn’t take his eyes off her the whole night. She looked so fucking sexy, it was getting to him in a way he could never imagine it. Tom bit his lips while watching her dance alone on the dancefloor and he approached her from behind, his hands on each side of her hips, rocking her against his own hips. She leaned her head to the side and he got some strands of hair out of the way. He kissed her neck slowly and her whole body shivered, at that point she didn’t even know what she was doing. She turned around and glued their foreheads and they kept dancing together, breaths mixing and all handsy.

“You know, my room is empty tonight, if you wanna get out of here.” She let her fingers entwine behind his neck and he swayed her side to side.

“Won’t you get me a drink first?” She asked and leaned to his ear. “You’re not gonna get me this easily, Holland.”

“So, do you want a beer?”

“Oh, I’d love a beer.” She smiled and he pulled her to the bar to get two drinks.

“You know, I really meant when I said you look so fucking beautiful tonight.” He caressed her right arm and sat on a high stool and pulled her to sit on his lap. “Actually, you always look so beautiful.”

“I bet that you say it to every girl.” She sipped her beer and he chuckled.

“Yeah, but I never really mean it. I say it to you everyday, and you still don’t believe me.”

“Because you have the fame of a womanizer.” She glanced somewhere else, finding her friends almost dying for seeing her on Tom’s lap.

“Well, but you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. And the sexiest too.” He pressed his fingers on her waist and sniffed her perfume, gluing his nose to her neck. He left a small peck right there. “Also you’re not helping with this short dress at all.“

"Well you aren’t helping me either.” She glanced down to his body and he smirked, leaning in to reach her lips on a brief and warm kiss.

“I want to fuck you until the only name you know is mine.” He said against her lips and it turned her on so badly, that she could feel the wet spot on her panty.

“Let’s go.” She whispered against his lips and she got up to let him stand up.

She was ahead of him, guided by a hand on her lower back. Tom was so close that (Y/N) could feel his breath against her neck. They left the party and hushed to his dorm, which wasn’t so far away. The halls were practically empty, and they easily got to his room without being seen. He let her go to open the door, getting inside before her. She followed him inside, anxious about what was about to happen. Tom pressed her against the door, provoking her while brushing his lips on hers, hands searching to lock the door.

Once the door was locked, he started the kiss, ending the gap between them. His hands grabbed her ass and he gave a lot of squeezes right there. She removed his bunny ear, pulled his hair and scratched the back of his head, deepening the kiss. It was full of lust and desire, a long one coming from months wanting to do that. He pulled her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her fingers traced down to his length, massaging it over his trousers, making him moan during the kiss. He used his hands to hold hers above her head, while he stopped the kiss to suck her neck. She moaned when his hot mouth crashed her skin.

“Shit…” She whispered, feeling even more turned on.

“You want me to fuck you baby girl?” He said against her neck. “Do you want me to make you feel good?” She nodded and he sucked on her neck. “I need to hear you say it.”

“Yes! I want you to fuck the shit out of me.” She moaned and he sucked her jaw, letting her slowly get down from his lap.

“Go on your fucking knees.” He said, pushing her down. She stepped on her knees and he unbuttoned his trousers, along with his boxers. His cock smacked his belly and (Y/N)’s mouth watered. She tried to get her hands on his cock, and he stopped her. “Open your mouth”. She did as he said and he slapped her cheek. “Wider for daddy.”

She opened her mouth wider and he removed her bunny ears, held her hair back with one hand and the other one guided his cock to her mouth. He fucked her mouth with no pity, going deep down her throat, making her gag with his big cock, saliva dripping down her chin.

“You like to have my cock on your mouth, pretty angel? Fuck, you look so pretty when you’re taking my big cock.” He moaned looking for her eyes. “Look at me while you do it.” She glanced up and he smirked, going harder than before.

She wasn’t going to take up anymore, and he noticed it, stopping his movements and letting her go. She dropped her weight on the floor and he helped her getting up. She cleaned her mouth before he took her in a kiss again. Tom searched for the zip in her dress, sliding it down slowly when he found it opened. Quickly, he opened her bra and it joined her dress on the floor. He pulled her and dropped her in bed, going on top to give some proper attention to her breasts.

“You have the most amazing tits in the world.” He sucked on her left nipple while his hand massaged the left one. “So fucking good. I wanna suck it like a little baby.”

“Holy shit Thomas.” She moaned, throwing her head back.

“You drive me insane baby.” He said between kisses on her bare chest, leaving dark circles where he passed. He trailed his kisses to her belly and her hips, where he sucked a little more before the tearing her panty, making it easier to removed it.

“You just ruined my favourite panty.” She said and he chuckled.

“You look so much beautiful without it.” He kissed her core and moaned with how wet she was. “You shouldn’t even wear it anymore.”

“Uhmmm… really?” She pressed her lips and let some small moans out.

“Yeah.” He licked it first, and pulled her legs over his shoulders, entwining their fingers right after. “It tastes amazing too.”

“Fuck Tom! You take me so fucking good.”

He didn’t reply, fully focusing on her dripping pussy, all wet for him. His tongue explored every corner of her, going faster whenever he found her clit. She rocked her hips against his mouth, throwing her head back, not being able to contain her moans in anymore. She was practically screaming, while pulling his hair. He let go one of her hands to slide two fingers in, pumping it hard inside her. He felt her clenching around his fingers, and he stopped sucking her, his fingers still working inside her.

“Are you close baby girl? I know you are. Cum for me pretty angel, I bet it will taste like heaven.”

“FUCK! I’m gonna cum Tommy, harder!” He obeyed her, going harder than before. She had her first orgasm of the night right there in his mouth. He got up to kiss her, making her savour her taste on his mouth.

“Can you see how good you taste? That’s my dirty girl.” He bit her ear and she moaned. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

“What are you waiting for?” He smiled and pulled her up.

“On your fours, pretty angel.” She did what he said while he got a condom out of his night stand. He pushed her against the mattress, rolling her hair around his hand to pull it. He brushed his cock on her core, making them moan loudly. He slide it in without pity, finding it hard to do it since she was so tight.

Tom’s cock was the biggest (Y/N)’s ever taken, so it took a while to adjust his size. But once he felt it was okay to keep going, he started to push hard inside her, bed bouncing along with their bodies. She moaned loudly against the mattress and he pulled her hair.

“Tom you’re so big, holy shit!”

“And you’re so tight, I love it.” He moaned, taking her harder. He slapped her ass and pounded even more inside her. “You like it when daddy fucks you from behind? I bet you do, you look so fucking good doing this.”

“Fuck my pussy d-daddy.” She could barely say anything, only feeling him.

“I know I make you feel good baby girl.” He said, smirking at the sight of her moaning against the mattress. “You wanna cum for me?”

“Uhm… Not yet baby.” She said and he got up, pulling her up to his lap. He pushed his core inside her again, pushing it inside. She was riding him like her life depended on it. He pounded inside her pussy so hard that she was concerned she wasn’t going to be able to walk tomorrow.

He lied her in bed again and pumped hard inside her, making her almost fall from bed, and she didn’t even bothered with how much pleasure she was getting.

“I’m so close!” She moaned, making him bite his lips.

“Uhm… You’re so good, I love to see you taking my cock. Are you gonna cum on my cock? Are you gonna let that heaven sent honey drip down your pussy right into my cock?”

“Yes daddy! Make me cum, please?”

“If you insist.” He pumped harder, as if it was possible and stimulated her clit with his thumb.

“HOLY FUCK TOM! I’M CUMMING.” She screamed letting her juice drip down his cock while he reached his high at the same time.

One both of them cummed, he fell on her side and they tried to rest and control their breathing in silence. He lied on her belly and kissed around there.

“Finally.” He said with a big smile on his face. “It was so good baby girl.”

He got up to get rid off his condom and clean himself and bring something for her to clean herself, but by the time he got there, she was gone, along with all of her stuff. Where the fuck did she go?

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My Two First Loves.

Homecoming Part 1: The Big Game.

A/N: I’ve read a multitude of books. And this one is becoming one that I thoroughly enjoy. So; Talley Ho! *in my Sherlock Holmes voice*

Rated: Mature. Contains suggestive content and strong language. You know? The usual from me. 😁 | Bolded and/or italicized words are conversations and thoughts of the characters. | Characters: Isaiah Harris (LI) and Kailah Price (MC) | All Characters: names (except MC) are property of Pixelberry. | All Characters are 18+.| Current Word Count: 2,195 words.

It was warm late August day and Isaiah Harris was shocked. He just stood there staring at Kailah Price like she had lost her mind.

“Run this by me again; you want me to do WHAT?!”, he asks her wanting to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating. “You heard me, Isaiah. You should run for Homecoming King. Since I’m running Homecoming Queen; you should run too.”, she told him.

“I’m sorry. Have you met me?! I’m not a Homecoming King, Kailah!”, he told her. She rolled her eyes at him; before she said, “you won’t know what you are until you try, Isaiah. You might even like it!”

He shook his head and said to her, “you’re insane! Utterly insane! What in the hell makes you think anybody would ever vote for me?”

“You mean besides your charm and good looks? You’ll be running with me! Especially since Jaylen is running with Brandi.”, she told him.

“Of course golden boy is running! Because why the fuck not?”, he sneered.

Even though he groaned and grimaced at thought of it; he couldn’t tell her no and as he started to think it over; he realized that he did like the idea of running with her and sticking it to Jaylen. “Alright fine! I’ll do it. I’ll run with you.”, he told her.

“Perfect! You won’t regret it! I promise you!”, she said as she threw her arms around his neck in a quick hug.

“I’m starting to regret it already.”, he teased her.

“Come on; let’s get to class before Mrs. Hartman chews my ass out again.”, he said to her as they walked to class.

He enjoyed her and her company; even though he’d never admit it out loud. She was the only friend he had that year. For the past 3 years or so; life hadn’t exactly been fair to him. Stints in juvie hardened him to the world. Losing his dad sophomore year; sent him into a tailspin that not even he thought he’d get out of. He was considered a lone wolf. And that was the way he liked it.

Until he met her that one fateful day. Until she smiled at him. Until he saw those pretty brown eyes of hers. Kailah Price was like a breath of fresh air to him. Her smile could light up a room. But; at this moment it lit up his whole life. He always felt alone in a cold world; until she came along and changed that. He felt relaxed around her. He didn’t have to hide or keep his lone wolf act. She didn’t judge him. She let him be him.

After weeks of her campaigning for the both of them and him just smiling and nodding while she campaigned; it was Homecoming weekend. But before the dance and the announcement of who would be King and Queen; it was time for the Homecoming game against Parkvale High!

“You ready for the game, today?”, Kailah asked him. “I guess so.”, he shrugged. Although he wanted to be QB; Isaiah had to settle for being on defense. Why? Because that position was taken by Jaylen. The one he called “golden boy”.

“You’ll do great, Isaiah. I have faith in you.”, she tells him trying to comfort him. He gave her a small half smile and said, “thanks Kailah. You’re the only person on this planet that ever does. I better get to practice before I don’t even get a chance to warm the bench. I’ll see you later.”

And with that he was gone. There was something about him that mesmerized her. She couldn’t quite put her finger on what it was; but she knew it was something. He was fascinating to her. Whenever they hung out or were near each other; her heart skipped a few beats. Whenever he kinda smiled at her; the heat in her body went up 12 degrees.

The only person that made her feel like that is Jaylen Jennings. But; she couldn’t have him. Why? Because he’s dating her best friend Brandi Lawrence. She’s secretly madly in love with Jaylen and has been since they were in kindergarten. And now that he’s all grown up and sexy her love for him has grown tenfold.

And he’s quite the catch. At 6’1 and chocolate he was everything she wanted a man to be. Driven, intelligent, athletic, focused and any other positive adjective that she could think of. He was destined to follow in his dad’s footsteps; by eventually joining The Marines.

He was perfect! But! He was hers. Hers being Brandi’s. Even though Kailah wanted him more than she wanted air; he was taken. And there was nothing her broken heart could do about it.

Enter Isaiah Harris. This oh so dark and mysterious yet; sexy as all get out young man. His bright smile (when she actually got him to smile) as well as smoldering brown eyes mesmerized her. Like Jaylen; Isaiah was tall too. 6’4 to be exact. Also like Jaylen; Isaiah was chocolate too.

According to what he told her; he has tattoos. But; he only shows the ones that he got in honor of his grandmother and his dad. A rose wrapped in a scroll on the inside of his left forearm for her. And a sword wrapped in a scroll on the inside of his right forearm for him.

He’s the bad boy she always dreamed about; but never thought would’ve existed in real life.

And now; it was time for the big game; and she was happy to see that Jaylen was starting. But; she was internally cheering for Isaiah. She wanted him to win so badly. After a tough practice; she wanted him to have a victory. And thankfully for her; he was about to get one.

As the game wound down to the final 2 minutes; Eastridge and Parkvale were tied 21-21 with Parkvale having the ball on the 5 yard line. It was up to Eastridge’s defense to make a stop and/or score.

And they got it, when Isaiah was able to not only force a fumble but; he returned it for the game winning touchdown. While the defense, most of the offense and the school celebrated Isaiah and his accomplishment. Jaylen, Coach Pierce and the remaining members of the offense looked on completely unimpressed.

Kailah was just as ecstatic about Isaiah winning the game. She couldn’t wait to tell him, how proud she was of him. While Brandi and the rest of the Cheer Squad also looked on. They were just as unimpressed by Isaiah as Jaylen and the others were. When he jogged over to her; he saw the excitement and adoration in her eyes.

“Ohmygod! Ohmygod! Ohmygod! You did it! You’re all sweaty and completely smelly! But! You! Did! It! I’m so damn proud of you Isaiah!”, she exclaimed as she hugged him.

That hug took his breath away. No one had ever told him that they were proud of him. Not until she said it.

“It was just a touchdown Kailah. It was really nothing special!”, he replied trying to play it off.

“What do you mean it was nothing?! That touchdown gave the school the biggest win of the season! All thanks to you!”, she said while beaming with pride at him.

“You don’t give up on people do you?”, he asked with a chuckle. “Nope! Not even a little bit! Come on! The coach is waiting.”, she told him before they walked to where the rest of the team and the cheer squad were gathered around the coach. She thought the coach would congratulate him on winning the game but; that was not to be.

“Great win team! All of you did really well out there. But! Only one of you gets the game winning ball. And that person is…Jaylen!”, Coach Pierce said with pride. “Without your leadership and drive; we would’ve never gotten this far! Congrats my boy! You earned this game ball!”

When Jaylen accepted the ball; Brandi threw her arms around him and said, “I’m so proud of you baby! I knew you would do it! That’s why you’re the star of the team!” It was like a slap in the face to Isaiah.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”, he said. A mix of anger, disgust and disappointment written on his face.

“You got a problem with my decision Harris?!”, the coach snapped at him.

He scoffed at him and says, “yeah I got a problem! A big fucking problem! I bust my ass to get the touchdown that wins the game and I don’t get so much as a thank you!”

Kailah watches as the coach gets all up in his face and he yells at him, “I’m not about to waste my time thanking someone who doesn’t even deserve to be on the team! You scored one measly touchdown and you think you’re an NFL star! You’re lucky I even let you play tonight!” Isaiah was livid and had every right to be.

“You know what?! Fuck this shit! I’m fucking gone!”, he said before storming off towards the locker room.

Kailah was both heartbroken and furious; not only with coach but with everyone else as well. Especially Jaylen and Brandi.

When she turned to go after him; Brandi called out to her, “Kai don’t even bother going after him! He’s just mad that my baby right here; is a better player than he’ll ever be.” She wanted to slap Brandi for saying something so cruel. But instead she decided to focus on Isaiah as she ran after him.

“Isaiah! Isaiah wait up! Wait for me!”, she called out to him just before he made to the tunnel.

When he turned around; she saw the anger, the frustration and especially the heartbreak blazing in his eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. You didn’t deserve that.”, she told him.

“Apparently what I deserve doesn’t fucking matter! Because I’m not golden boy over there! I don’t even know why I bothered getting on the field in the first place. Nothing I fucking do is good enough! No matter what it is!”, he sneered.

She could hear the pain in his voice. He was hurt.

“You’re wrong. What you do does matter. Because it matters to me. You earned that game ball! Fair and square! You won that game! And it’s not fair that you got treated that way!”, she said to him with tears of fury starting to blur her eyes.

“You’re something else, you know that? You’re the only person that cares about me or how I feel.”, he told her as his voice faintly cracked.

“Look I’m gonna go; before I break something.”, he told her.

“Will I see you tomorrow night?”, she asked.

“Maybe. Because I’m not sure that I want to celebrate anything. Not after what just happened.”, he said to her before disappearing into the tunnel. She shook her head, angrily wiped her tears and took a deep breath.

That’s when Jaylen jogged up to her. “There you are! We’re going to Finn’s to celebrate. You coming?”

“No. I’m not in the mood to celebrate. I’m just gonna go home.”, she said to him. Jaylen knew something was wrong.

“What is it? What’s wrong? Why are you acting like this?”, he asked to her.

“You wanna know what’s wrong? Everything I just watched is what’s wrong! The way y’all were acting is what’s wrong!”, she snapped at him.

“That whole thing with the game ball? That’s why you’re upset?” He asks.

“Yes! If you must know. That’s exactly why I’m upset! Isaiah earned that ball! Fair and square! He won the game Jay! Not you! And instead of you telling coach that; you took that moment from him! And if isn’t bad enough; all of you stood there and let coach tear into him for protesting!”, she replies before turning away from him; to take a deep breath to calm her shaking from anger.

“Kai I don’t make the decisions! If that’s what coach decides; that what he’s decides. You know this.”, he tries to explain to her.

“That’s bullshit and you know it Jay! If that was any other player you would’ve made sure; that coach Pierce gave them that ball! No questions asked! But because it was Isaiah; you decided not to do that!”, she said to him. At this point; she even more upset than she was before.

“Kai—“, was all he managed to get out before she cut him off, “and another thing; the only other reason why you got that ball; is because Coach is extremely close to your dad! And we both know how your dad feels about Isaiah!”

Jaylen was stunned. He had never seen Kailah so upset before. Much less upset at him. “Look, I’m gonna go. Enjoy celebrating at Finn’s with everyone. I’ll see you tomorrow night.”, she says to him before she walks off.

Although Jaylen was her whole heart; she couldn’t stop thinking about Isaiah. She wanted to hold him but she wasn’t sure that she’d ever be able to. Not after that night.

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Back then, Astrid had been the wonder girl of Hogwarts. The star of Gryffindor, role model student, best Chaser Hogwarts has ever seen. Her glory ended when suddenly, Hiccup Horrrendous Haddock III, previous nobody now turned superstar started beating her at everything. Literally. He took the spotlight from then on, genius Slytherin boy, top of class for all time, the fastest and the most agile Seeker Hogwarts has ever seen.

It hurt to no longer be in the limelight, to always be in his shadow. But she can't help admiring him, he was kind, compassionate, and a competent leader. And he's incredibly attractive too.

In which Astrid and Hiccup have a confrontation that ends with a twist. Pre-relationship, silly teenagers.

Author’s Note:

Ahh, the infamous Hogwarts AU. This came to me suddenly in the middle of the night, choosing to write a 4k one shot instead of editing articles and finishing my editorial. Oh well.

Okay take note, I made some changes to this universe. One, the Triwizard tournament is back, because why tf not. And two, the age requirement of the Triwizard tournament is not quite the same. I've chosen to make it 15(?) to make it HTTYD compliant since the gang were 15 year olds when they started training dragons.

I also made a choice that some of the readers may not like(?), which was Hiccup being sorted in Slytherin rather than in Hufflepuff. I will start my defense by insisting that he IS definitely Slytherin; intelligent and cunning, with an insane drive to prove himself to the world and leave his mark. He is a strong leader as well as a careful thinker, with a snarky attitude too. Sound Slytherin enough?

Anyway, hope you guys like this. My memory of HP goes all the way back in grade school so....have fun? And leave kudos and comments!

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The Great Hall erupts with roars of cheering, as students donned in black and green robes stand from their tables to holler delightedly.

House Slytherin had won the House Cup yet again, third time on the row. Astrid huffs bitterly, jamming her fork on her steak, upset that her house couldn’t overtake Slytherin. They were only down by 30 points after all, and had House Gryffindor won the Quidditch Finals, surely they would have won the House Cup as well.

But of course. Even though Astrid scored points after points, being the best Chaser there was in the entirety of the Hogwarts Quidditch varsity, their initial access all crumbled away the moment Hiccup pumped his fist up in the air, Golden Snitch in hand.

210 to 190, Slytherin versus Gryffindor. Their massive lead over Slytherin fell away just like that.

It was a great game, if she were to be honest. The pitch stands were full at that day, with even Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students coming in to watch the decisive match for the House Cup. Gryffindor lost, but not without honor. She knew she did her best, which was why it was easy to hold her head up as both teams went for the ending handshake.

Well until her and Hiccup's hands came across each other, and she had found herself looking to the side then.

She sighed. Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III. The golden boy of Hogwarts. Slytherin's seeker and the top student overall, the son of two amazing aurors Stoick Haddock and Valka Stormcutter. Chosen Hogwarts champion and won the Triwizard tournament, amazingly so, after showing a great feat of making the dragons in the arena listen and cooperate with him.

Hiccup, that scrawny, clumsy, awkward Slytherin boy, who had suddenly turned 180, improving leaps upon leaps. Suddenly one of the strongest duelists in the academy, suddenly the fastest and the most agile Seeker Hogwarts has ever seen, suddenly everyone’s biggest crush—what, with his tall and lean figure, adorable freckles, beautiful green eyes, and disarming smile—

Wait. Hold on.

Did I just…Did I just—

Did I just think Hiccup was adorable, beautiful, and disarming?

Astrid flushes despite herself. She can’t believe her sudden change of thoughts, suddenly feeling embarrassed even though she has no outward reason to be. She should be wallowing in sadness after losing the House Cup, dammit, Slytherin has won the same amount of cups as Gryffindor now ever since she entered the academy.

She chances a glance at Hiccup from her table, who is currently being swamped by students in green robes. The Thorston twins flank Hiccup side by side, with Ruffnut ruffling Hiccup’s hair, the boy swatting her hand away with a large smile. Tuffnut was making an announcement with his goblet raised. “Hiccup says he’s treating us to the Three Broomsticks this weekend!”, Tuffnut exclaims, to which Hiccup elbows him saying, “I never said that!”. The long-haired boy just cackles, Hiccup’s voice drowned out by cheers all over the Slytherin table.

Astrid watches them from behind her bangs, a small smile creeping at the corner of her mouth. Beside her, Snotlout groans, upset about the results of the House Cup. She doesn’t admonish him for it, she did see how Snotlout tried his hardest flinging bludgers back at the Slytherin Beaters, which were none other than the twins.

“Ugh, I’m gonna smack that gleeful smile off of Tuffnut’s face, I swear it!” Snotlout growls beside her, slamming his fist down on the table. Astrid rolls her eyes at that.

“We can’t do anything about it. We lost the moment Hiccup got that Golden Snitch.” Astrid replies coolly, grabbing her goblet and sipping from it. Snotlout looks up at her, having plopped his face flat on the table after his sudden declaration.

“You know what, Astrid? I’m actually surprised you’re not raging right now." Astrid pauses from her drink as she returns her gaze on the boy at her right. "You scored so much points! The twins couldn’t even make a clean shot at you.” Snotlout drawls out, continuing to eat his meal gloomily.

Astrid sets her goblet down, her fist clenching slightly. “I am angry, Snotlout. I just don’t need to slam my fist on the table like an idiot.” She fires back with less venom than usual, her mood having damped her usual fieriness.

Snotlout shakes his head. “You totally slam things around when you’re angry Astrid, don’t even.”

Astrid huffs, flips her braid over her shoulder and crosses her arms. “Whatever, Snotlout.” She replies, looking down on her nails.

“Ahhhhh damn that Hiccup. Why is he so overpowered? He’s like one of those Green Eyes Black Dragon that Fishlegs keeps talking about, damn unbeatable guy. Can’t believe I used to heckle him around back when we were first years, now this asshole just gives me a smug grin whenever I see him, you know? Like he’s trying to deliberately set me off….”

Astrid drones out the rest of Snotlout’s rant. Hiccup this and Hiccup that, even her friend (she’ll never admit that to Snotlout, ever) is talking about him. Gods, he’s such a thorn on her side, isn’t he?

She looks at the Slytherin table again, Hiccup having stood up from his seat and giving a little speech about how they were definitely going to win next year’s House Cup. The Slytherin table roars again, Hiccup ending his speech with a smile and lifting his goblet to his mouth. Tuffnut and Ruffnut cheer in unison, chanting “Butterbeer! Butterbeer!” repeatedly. Hiccup shakes his head with an exasperated grin.

From the Slytherin table, Hiccup’s gaze shifts from his housemates, to the table farthest from Slytherin’s side, seemingly looking for someone. Astrid doesn’t realize she has stopped breathing, back going rigid as she held her watchful eyes on him

Then, Hiccup’s emerald gaze slides on hers, face softening, his smile turning more shy than gleeful.

Astrid stands then, hurrying away from the table and into the doors, ignoring Snotlout’s calls. She walks briskly, all the way to the Gryffindor tower, and all the way to her room where she promptly crashes on the bed.

With red cheeks and an uneasy stomach, she curses Hiccup to Hel.

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She used to be the wonder girl of Hogwarts. At least three years ago.

She used to be the talk of the four houses. Top of class, excellent duelist, best Chaser ever, model student, whatever. House Slytherin couldn’t even hold a flame to House Gryffindor back then, completely humbled as they lost year after year against Gryffindor. She’d always been confident and headstrong, never failing to display very high aptitude in any subject, even Transfiguration. She could even say that Headmistress Gothi watched her.

Until Hiccup, the boy whom she thought as irrelevant for the longest time, the very un-Slytherin boy who sucked at casting spells and was easily pushed away. Too weak to fight back, too awkward to make himself new friends. The boy kept to himself, staying away from House Slytherin's clique even though he was pureblood and from a noble house.

But then something had changed when news of Valka’s death spread throughout the Wizarding World. Even though they were complete strangers, Astrid still felt a deep sadness for her. She was her idol after all, there weren’t a lot of Aurors who were women. Drago Bludvist was a terrible enemy, and the entire Wizarding World is too afraid to make concrete measures against him. Astrid swears that once she becomes Auror, she will definitely bring Drago to justice.

Hiccup had changed then. At first he seemed jaded and soulless, but his character had definitely changed. He had a cold look in his eyes every now and then. He had started to retaliate against the ones bullying him, although it didn’t always ended up prettily.

But that Hiccup was only temporary. She supposes Toothless had something to do with it, the Nightfury dragon hatched by Gobber (who probably got the egg illegally, now that she thought about it). The Care for Magical Creatures professor was incredibly weird, if Astrid may say so herself, and she’s friends with Fishlegs—but she supposes Hiccup being Gobber’s helping hand was a good thing that happened. If Hiccup wasn't in the library, in the pitch, or in the Slytherin common room, then he's probably at Gobber's hut.

And then history happened. As it turned out, Hiccup actually had more than enough capacity to decimate the top students in their game. To be fair, he wasn’t so bad at academics in the first place, already being the top student in Care for Magical Creatures and History of Magic even when they were first years. But to suddenly beat everyone, including Astrid in everything? That pissed her off.

And it wasn’t just academics. Duelling went astonishingly well for him, his casting quick and efficient, his duels lasting no more than a minute. They had alternated as Duelling Champion for the past four years. She supposes she should have expected that, he was the son of a noble house after all, with notable aurors in his pure bloodline.

(Weirdly enough, Stoick was a Gryffindor and Valka was a Ravenclaw.)

And then came Quidditch, when it turned out Hiccup was really really good at flying. Like impossibly good. He was the fastest Hogwarts has ever seen, with agility and precision that probably only gods should have. Odin above. She remembers the Ravenclaw and Slytherin match that ended 5 minutes into the game, when 4th year Hiccup suddenly went for an incredibly sharp dive, twisting and turning against the bludgers the Beaters sent to him, and then suddenly emerging with the golden snitch at his hand.

Perhaps what really hurt her pride the most was when Hiccup had been chosen Hogwarts champion. It had been her dream to take that role. She had wanted to make the Hofferson family proud by being the first in their family to be Hogwarts champion, or Triwizard champion if the gods let her be. She had been so nervous at the announcement, clinging into the hope that Hiccup wouldn’t waste his time with the tournament, Go to your damned dragon already!—she had thought that time.

And then the paper emerged from the Goblet of Fire, “Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III”, Headmistress Gothi read.

Of course it would be him. She remembers sitting frozen as the Hogwarts students roared to life, as students from each House began cheering his name as a display of rare unity. Even Snotlout had cheered then. But she couldn’t, she had went back to her room quickly and sobbed all night.

Gods, she despised him at that moment. She had been completely and totally overshadowed by a guy who used to be a nobody. If she thought she was confident in herself and her achievements, then she guesses she couldn’t anymore.

But Hogwarts was so happy. Especially when Hiccup tamed the dragons at the final test, having been able to make the dragons listen and cooperate with him to bring him the Golden Egg. She remembers how the Nightmare, the Nadder, the Zippleback, and the Gronckle all bowed to him, and how Hiccup had coaxed them, head turned away as he held the dragons’ snouts one by one. It was amazing, truthfully so.

She realized too, some point later on, that had she been chosen as the Hogwarts champion she may have lost the Final Test.

That didn't make her feel better at all.

She sighed, her breakfast quickly cooling as she ate slowly. Her mood hadn’t improved much from last night, but she was still reeling with her last train of thought at the feast.

She had chosen to sit beside Fishlegs at the Hufflepuff table this time. Beside her, Fishlegs eats pop tart after pop tart, all the while engrossed with his deck of cards that Astrid has no interest of knowing about.

“You should cheer up Astrid.” Fishlegs remarks, not looking up from his cards. Astrid tsks, punching Fishlegs’ shoulder lightly.

“I’m not sad.” She replies, sitting up straighter now, feeling self-conscious. She can't be looking all weak and gloomy now.

Fishlegs hums, unconvinced. “You’ve been sighing non-stop since you sat here. That IS a sad Astrid.” He promptly puts his cards down and looks at her with his beady eyes. “So, how are you? You know you can tell me about it.”

Astrid smiles at him, appreciative for his concern. If only Fishlegs ended up in Gryffindor and not Snotlout…

“It’s nothing. I’m just sad we lost for the third time, that’s all.” She replies easily, because it’s part of the truth. Fishlegs blinks once and twice. “Okaaaay.” Astrid doesn’t reply, choosing instead to toy at her braid.

“But normal Astrid would be more angry than sad.” Fishlegs says, to which Astrid raises an eyebrow.

“Does it have something to do with Hiccup?” He asks, out of a sudden, and Astrid abruptly looks down on her lap.

“No.” She replies a bit too quickly.

“So it is about Hiccup.” Fishlegs presses on, his tone lilting with excitement.

“I said no, this is not about him.” Astrid retorts, perhaps a bit too harshly. She bites her lip, suddenly apologetic. Beside her, Fishlegs doesn’t take offense.

“It’s okay, Astrid. The two of you have been toe-to-toe for the past three years, it’s like you guys are unspoken rivals. It must be really frustrating.”

Astrid nods. Not toe to toe, more like me completely losing every damn time which makes me a total embarrassment… She replies bitterly in her head.

Speaking of the devil, the Great Hall suddenly grows noisy as Hiccup enters the doors, a large group of Slytherin students at his back.

The two of them watch the crowd, her eyes particularly drawn to Hiccup as he sits on his spot, chatting animatedly with Ruffnut. Around Astrid, the Hufflepuff students start to chatter among themselves, particularly about Hiccup.

"He's so amazing and dreamy...", remarks a soft-spoken Hufflepuff girl to her right.

“And so good looking!” A particularly bubbly Hufflepuff girl responds to her friend who giggled in response.

Yeah…he is…Astrid thinks, only to catch herself half a second later. She slams a hand to her forehead in grimace. The two girls at her right suddenly quiet down to stare at her confusedly.

“You know, I get that you’re a Gryffindor and all, and Hiccup's a Slytherin, but he's actually not that bad.” Fishlegs tells her jovially, watching the Slytherin table with interest. "He's actually super cool! We actually played a game of Dragons and Vikings last week, and let me tell you, he's one of the best competitive gamers I have ever met." Fishlegs trails off with something like respect laced in his voice.

“I know.” She replies with a sigh, because it was true. Hiccup was amazing. No doubt. No amount of jealousy in her heart can prevent her from admitting that. Astrid plays with her bangs as she continues to watch the Slytherin table.

Hiccup was kind and passionate, she reflects. He loved dragons, and he also loved people. She knows she’s biased because of her house, but for a Slytherin, he’s really kind.

Hiccup was also level-headed and competent. His intelligence wasn’t of the bookish, theory-heavy kind, no, he was equal parts adept at both theory and application. He was a strong leader too, charismatic and genuinely good.

Sure, there has been skirmishes between their houses in the past, but Hiccup was never one to play foul. Indeed, he had a sharp tongue and knew where to taunt where it irritates the most. Snotlout has been up his face quite a number of times, has stepped over the line often enough. But in those times Hiccup just smirks at him, says a thing or two about how Snotlout should really brush up on his skills as a Beater, because clearly he could never land a single hit on Hiccup.

In those times her role has always been to pull an agitated Snotlout away and reprimand him on the spot. She would not make him go on stupid fights, both as a Gryffindor and a prefect. But also because Hiccup was a prefect too, and he could very well report Snotlout to the headmaster and deduct points from their house.

And then Hiccup would give her a smirk, the greens of his eyes twinkling with amusement as he looked at her. And the she would look away coldly, dragging Snotlout by the back of his robes.

And Hiccup was…well, Hiccup. He was handsome and tall and dorky and has a cute voice—

Oh my Thor. She stands up, cheeks flaming yet again, and stomps out the Great Hall. Fishlegs observes her curiously, wondering what got her so wrung up. He brings his gaze back to the Slytherin table and finds that he wasn’t the only one who watched Astrid’s sudden exit.

From his spot, Hiccup stares at Astrid’s retreating back, eyebrows drawn together in confusion.

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Astrid paces the corridors, lost in thought. She wants to get away from all this, from Hiccup being the center of attention, from her thoughts on Hiccup, from her loss at Quidditch, everything. She hates herself for her jealousy, because Hiccup deserves the recognition he gets. But she also hates herself for losing and losing, because there would be no jealousy and loss had she just been worthy enough, had she just been good enough.

She thinks of her family, all Gryffindors, proud and brave and strong. Her parents would surely be disappointed in her, being at the 2nd place all the damn time.

She bites her lip frustratedly. She wants so badly to get out of this mess, to prove herself to be an equal to Hiccup and to redeem herself as Gryffindor’s star student.

She’s so lost in her thoughts that she failed to notice an incoming set of footsteps, not until the person was in close enough proximity. She composes herself suddenly, standing straighter and flipping her braid back on her shoulder. She raises her eyes slowly, black, then green, then—oh no.

Hiccup smiles at her, hands in his pockets. Astrid cannot find it in her to smile back, her heart still tittering from her disappointment with herself. That, and the nerves in her stomach as she stared up at Hiccup’s face.

“I, uh, just wanted to tell you something.” Hiccup swallows, the apple at his throat bobbing up and down nervously. Astrid stares, transfixed.

“First, there’s the thing with the House Cup.” Hiccup starts, voice uncharacteristically unsure. Astrid nods along.

“Our house won for the third time, which I’m really happy for, but that meant yours lost so…no hard feelings, yeah?” He says and chuckles playfully. His smile quickly drops when Astrid doesn’t say anything in response, her blue eyes staying glued on his face.

“Uhm. Right. So.” She watches the expressions on his face, jumping from teasing to a sudden restrained panic, like he had done something very very wrong.

“Just…lately, some things have changed and I guess it has been kind of...weird for me.” He continues, holding her gaze steadily.

Inwardly, Astrid’s stomach drops. Oh no…he must have noticed that I’ve been cold to him for the past few weeks. And how I didn’t even congratulate him, and how I’ve been avoiding his eye since last night…

“But I guess I realized I shouldn’t think about it too hard, because really, I won’t lose anything.”

Oh gods no. Astrid breathes in shakily, preparing herself for the rightful accusation, because she was wrong, so utterly wrong about how she felt about all this

“I’ve decided that I should just tell you what’s been on my mind. For a while now.” Hiccup continues, voice dropping. He takes a breath to still himself. But Astrid beats him to it.

“I know what you think of me, Hiccup!” Astrid blurts out agitatedly, eyes pinched closed with fists clenched at her sides. In front of her, Hiccup’s mouth gapes open in shock.

“Y-you do?” He asks nervously.

“I do.” Astrid replies. “I know how what you think about me, and I can only imagine how hard it must have been for you.” She swallows, her hands flying to toy with her braid, while looking to the side. “But I’m really sorry, this is what I am, and you don’t deserve this…whatever this is…because it is wrong and I—“

“You’re right, Astrid! I totally don’t deserve you at all!” Hiccup interrupts which promptly stuns her to silence.

What?

Hiccup swallows again, one hand shooting up to rub at his nape. “I know it’s pathetic, only watching you from afar and never making a move, but how could I really?” He sighs, biting the bottom of his lip which totally doesn’t steal her gaze.

“How could I stop myself from liking you when you’re so amazing? When you’re so talented, and brave, and inspiring that I—” Hiccup suddenly pauses, looking away with flushed cheeks as he runs his hand over his hair.

Hiccup called me…amazing?

“I really admire you , I really do. And...I also think you’re beautiful.” He was looking at her when he said that, trying very hard to not to break his gaze away.

B-beautiful?

“I m-mean, of course you know you’re beautiful! But I just wanted to tell you that in my personal definition of beauty, I think you’re perfect.” He continues, cheeks seemingly getting redder at the second. “Odin Allfather, why did I say that?” He says as he winces to the side, messing up his hair once more with his left hand.

“But okay Astrid…I understand. You are right, I don’t deserve you. But thank you for letting me know right away.” His eyes had gone from embarrassed to sad in just a second. “It hurts but I guess I’ll just have to—”

“You’re wrong! I like you too!”

That stuns them both.

Hiccup’s eyes widen, his face in disbelief. Astrid was flushing now too, cheeks burning ablaze because of her sudden confession.

“I like you...It’s just that some things are difficult to accept, especially with you beating me at everything.” She breathes out, holding his gaze even if all she wanted to do was to look away.

“You don’t deserve my ill feelings, and I should just congratulate and support you.” She mumbles, shifting her weight left and right.

In front of her, Hiccup nods, hanging on to her every word.

“But I can’t help it too, you are all sorts of amazing, and you deserve everything. I know I can’t measure up to you but still…” Astrid trails off, wringing her hands nervously.

“I can’t deny that you look handsome and—“Astrid cuts off, too embarrassed to continue. Meanwhile, Hiccup couldn’t believe what he was seeing and hearing, his ears coloring a dusty pink at Astrid's words.

“Wait, so you weren’t rejecting me?” Hiccup asks her after a moment, voice softer and more hopeful. Astrid brings her gaze back up at his eyes then, confused.

"...what do you mean? Why would I reject you?" She says back to him. They stood frozen for a few seconds, both unable to think of an appropriate response.

Oh gods. Hiccup was supposed to be confessing and I just--I just-- She shifts at her feet, wringing her hands together while keeping her gaze to her feet. In front of her Hiccup scratches at the side of his head, looking at her with a lop-sided confused smile.

"Um, shall we start again?" Hiccup asks her, moving a little closer. Astrid nods and looks up once more to find his emerald eyes looking back at her.

"I like you Astrid. I have liked you for a long while now and we're already on our sixth year and I still haven't invited you out on a date." Hiccup exhales, chuckling nervously. Astrid hmms at that, the corners of her mouth twitching upwards. Hiccup catches her smile and visibly relaxes giving her a wide grin.

"Tomorrow's the weekend and if you're not going home yet, I was hoping if we could hang out in Hogsmeade together?" He asks expectantly. Astrid chuckles inwardly.

"Sure, why not. Your treat." She replies, trying to be cool, but the weird feeling in her stomach has come back.

Hiccup beams at her words. "Great!" He says a bit too excitedly. "I mean, wow Astrid, what a way to take advantage of my heart, huh?" He replies playfully to which Astrid rolls her eyes.

"I mean, you might as well add me to the list of people you'll have to treat for a Butterbeer tomorrow." She retorts with a smirk. Hiccup rubs his face with a groan at her reply, mumbling, "Those twins, I swear..."

She laughs softly at him, watching as Hiccup tried to give her a glare that was completely ruined with his smiling mouth.

They stare at each other for a few seconds, comfortable in the silence that followed Hiccup's confession. Then, Hiccup steps closer and holds his hands out at her, to which she looks at questioningly. Hiccup just gives her a smile and waits for her to put her own on his.

And when she does, she immediately notes how Hiccup's hands were calloused and warm. With long fingers that curled easily around hers, her smaller ones wrapped delicately in his hold.

She's sure she's blushing from her ears to her cheeks. She hopes Hiccup wouldn't notice.

"When I said that you were amazing and inspiring, I was dead serious you know." She nods and bites her lip, waiting for his next words. "I didn't understand what you meant when you said you can't measure up to me, because I always thought I was trying to catch up to you."

She blinks at Hiccup then, perplexed at his line of thought, not when he was literally unbeatable and everyone looks up to him. "But I guess that's something we'll have to work around, I guess? I will try to understand you, even if right now what you said doesn't make sense to me." Hiccup continues, green orbs locked on their hands, his thumbs running over her knuckles. But Astrid was staring at his face, lost in the earnestness of his voice and his emotions.

Suddenly, she feels a weight slowly rising out of her chest, like a burden was slowly being lifted off from her. Her heartbeat thunders on her ears, so fast and steady as she took in the boy in front of her.

"I want to get closer to you, if you'd let me. And then maybe we'll...I dunno...holdhandsorsomething..." Hiccup mumbles the last part embarrasedly, but Astrid caught all of it. She chuckles at him, untangling one of her hands to lay a punch on his shoulder. Hiccup grunts and rubs at the part where she hit him, his "What now?" being choked up by his laugh.

"That's for beating me in the finals." She says, smirking as she placed her hands on her hips. Hiccup shakes his head at that, his grin seemingly plastered permanently on his face.

They hear several voices from the end of the corridor, signifying that breakfast in the Great Hall was over.

"So...see you at the Great Hall tomorrow morning?" Hiccup asks her, hands back in his pockets. Astrid hums out a "Sure" while pretending to look at her nails.

"Okay. I'll see you then." Hiccup finishes right before a crowd of students emerge from the end of the corridor. She watches him as he fixes his tie before walking.

"See you." Astrid says over her shoulder, Hiccup looking back at her one last time with a grin, before facing forward to find his house members.

She breathes out an easy sigh this time, her feet moving automatically to go find her friends at the Gryffindor common room. She fixes her bangs, feeling the heat from her cheeks simmer to a comfortable warmth.

And just like that, Hiccup's words build up a considerable part of her confidence back, and Astrid feels headstrong once more. She failed to tell him that she has also liked him for a while now, just as he did, but she supposes they have all the time.

For now, she has a date to get ready for.

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Ending note:

And that's my first ever HP AU! Hope you enjoyed it.

This was written as a character study for Astrid, because let's face it, she will definitely have inferiority issues given her competitiveness. I think it would be interesting to write how would Astrid feel when the spotlight is taken from her--but make it HP universe. Oh and, I have a soft spot for Hogwarts AUs even tho Rowling is shit af.

To be completely honest, a big part of the reason why I wrote this was because I wanted to prove the point that Hiccup is definitely Slytherin lmao.

*Green Eyes Black Dragon - hope you guys got this reference, haha. I was referring to Blue Eyes White Dragon, the incredibly overpowered card in Yu-gi-oh!

#httyd #hiccstrid #hiccup horrendous haddock lll #astrid hofferson #hogwarts AU #fic #httyd fic #harry potter au #hiccup haddock #how to train your dragon #how to train your dragon fic

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pancakebutton · 5 years ago

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Teacher X Reader Part II

Summary: Your teacher is having a hard time keeping it together with you constantly on his mind. Teaching your class period is when it gets the worst, sometimes he has to step out of the room just to recompose himself. It’s beginning to be the same for you, even when you hang out with your new friends, he is always in the back of your mind. And one of your new friends wants to get a little too close for your teachers comfort.

Warnings: Foul Language

Word Count: 13,250

Genre: Romance, Slice of Life, Sexual, Series.

Pairing: Insert Teacher X Reader

Masterlist

Part One

God why the hell did she have to be so beautiful.

It had only been a week. One week is all it took for this girl to drive me insane! I pushed the stack of papers on my desk aside knowing there was no way I could get through them, especially now. I couldn’t help it anymore, this week’s pent-up special tension made my cock swell from the dirty thoughts I had for her. And that Matt kid is the worst of it, he’s been relentlessly flirting with (Y/n) every day up until now. I knew if it were my way, she’d be bent over my desk this second.

I stood from that very desk and gathered my things, I had to quickly get home, my body-no my cock ached to be touched. Right before I made it out the door to my truck a familiar voice stopped me.

“Hey (T/n)! Going home already? Finally got done with those quizzes huh?”

Madeline Crossland. Or Miss C for short, she’s the English teacher across the hallway from me and she has been driving me crazy since I’ve gotten here.

“Misses Crossland, ha, so nice to see you again. How’s the vocab card grading?”

“You’re avoiding my questions (T/Nickname), why in such a rush?”

“Just a little tired. Especially since I’m not used to getting up so early, it being by first year and all, also please don’t call me that Miss it’s not formal”.

She looked a little displeased at my last remark but I could honestly care less.

“Oh (T/Nickname) I thought we were friends? Well I could help you settle in with some dinner, how about that new place downtown?”

“I’m a little preoccupied at the moment Miss Crossland. Goodnight”.

I didn’t wait for a response as I pushed past the door and walked towards my beloved truck. But of course she followed, that’s just the type of person she is, however this time she wasn’t taking no for an answer. Madeline then ran in front of me and blocked me from walking away, “look (T/n) I’ll cut to the chase, I think you’re attractive and my type and I know you’re single so stop beating around the bush and just give me one night”.

I sighed, “I’m sorry Madeline, but I just don’t feel the same way. Plus, I’m not looking for a one night stand”. After that I pushed myself through her superficial barrier, got into my truck, and quickly drove off.

Ugh I hate whores like her who think they’re entitled to every man they look at just because they think they’re attractive.

This then only got my blood pumping again. My mind crept into the depths of my thoughts that held endless fantasies about (Y/n). Who was I kidding, she’s barely about to be eighteen and with a student to teacher relationship it would never work out. Maybe I should have taken up Madeline’s offer just to keep her off my mind.

Stupid (T/n) what are you thinking! I’m supposed to be the one she looks to for help not to fuck. Ugh, maybe just keeping to my thoughts and fantasies are what’s best and I shouldn’t act on them.

But damn did she not make that statement easy.

I scanned over my notecards one more time, double checking I knew every answer to every question.

Amendment eight; right to no cruel or unusual punishments, fifteen; right to vote, twenty-fifth; presidential disability and-

“I knew you were a good student Miss Maine, but I hope you don’t find my quizzes that hard”.

I look up to a smiling Mr. (T/C), amused at my pre-test study situation.

“Good morning (T/C), and no but I always doubt myself into thinking I don’t know anything. Also did you see Matthews’ goal last night? What beauty!”

Mr. (T/C) simply laughed that basically dunked my panties in a bucket of water every time.

“He’s the man Miss Maine I can tell you that eh.” He then clapped his hands, grabbing everyone’s attention.

“Alright class ready for that quiz?”

Everyone except me groaned in response.

That quiz was my first one-hundred percent and I felt as if I were floating on the moon when Mr. (T/C) beamed when he saw my score. It’s so hard not to think of him, at first I just thought he was a chill teacher and don’t get me wrong, he is, but I’ve slowly found more and more things enticing about him.

I wouldn’t call it stalking, I just so happened to be in the right place at the right moment. Like how when I was picking up my little sister from middle school, I saw him slowly pass me in the school zone in his shiny, gorgeous, white truck. So now I know where he parks. Or how Mr. Rielly, one of Mr. (T/C)’s close friends, was talking to my math teacher about how he so happens to be single. Small things.

Morgan is what snapped me out of thought.

“Hey (Y/n), the guys are gonna go out to Stella’s tonight, Al’s treatin’, it’ll be fun you should come. Kaitlyn offered to take everyone.”

“I guess why not, got nothin’ else to do.”

And so I was then rushed into a nice looking black SUV packed with my closest friends. We were only halfway through the semester as winter was coming close.

Music blared through the speakers and we all were basically screaming the lyrics.

“I KEEP IT JUICY JUICY, I EAT THAT LUNCH, SHE KEEP THAT BOOTY BOOTY, SHE KEEP THAT PLUMP!”

I couldn’t help but laugh, these people were the ones that truly made me happy and it was nice to have a night out. Luckily for passerby’s, we finally stopped screaming bloody murder as we had arrived at the sit-in restaurant.

We walked in as Allen and Matt began greeting people over the counter. Anyone could tell they were close friends with the owner, and managed to squeeze us in a good spot at the back where it was quieter. We sat down, ordered our food, got drinks, and began conversing amongst ourselves. Occasionally someone would say a joke to the whole group and we’d all laugh along, but I mostly talked to Mo and Matt.

“So Matts, when does high school hockey start here?”

“Oh here in a few weeks, I’m so excited to be back on the ice, you’ll come to my games right? You know hockey is better seen in person and not on your phone.”

“Oh haha, but yes I’ll gladly come watch the other teams whoop your ass Williams.”

“Puhlease (Y/L/N) you don’t even know how to play hockey.”

“But I sure as hell know how to watch it.”

He chuckled in an obviously flirtatious way. I could tell our little jabs at each other meant more than we were letting on. It was obvious he was flirting with me because he liked me, the problem? He’s sweet and totally handsome, it’s just he seems more like a brother than a boyfriend. I just hope he doesn’t think I’m leading him on.

I take a bite into my burger and look up to see Mr. (T/C) with a drink in hand by the bar with a few of his buddies. They were watching the Leafs play the Jets and I caught a glimpse of his eyes quickly dart away from our direction. I nearly choked on a piece of hamburger at the site. There stood Mr. (T/C) in all his glory, after teasing me about every loss my team had faced, here he was in a Maple Leafs Jersey.

Honestly it was probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen him wear, and I love a man in uniform. He looked back over, this time directly at me, and I smirked in such utter cockiness I could have been a Bruins fan. He smiled meekly and pointed down at his jersey that just fit him so well. I could tell he was laughing and turned around, there on the back was the name ‘Matthews’ and it really did surprise me.

That’s why he likes me so much.

I smiled to myself at the memory that I would keep in my mind forever. I smiled through our meal, our way back home, and when I got in bed, gently falling asleep.

The next morning when Mr. (T/C) greeted me at the door, the first words out of my mouth were:

“Did you see Matthews’ hat trick last night? I bet you loved that.”

“And I bet there is no way they are winning against Tampa tonight.”

“What’s the prize?”

“Whatever you want.”

“What if we spiced the assembly’s up a little bit?”

I was sitting next to Allen in our leadership class, we were basically the ones who organized all school social events like homecoming, prom, dances, candy grams, bake sales, rose giving, that sort of thing. One of our newest projects was to help the principal with the assembly’s and he wanted more involvement from the students.

So who better to go to? Me and Allen were basically the brightest social lites in the room. Allen with basically half the entire school on his snap, mostly girls to fuck, but still people. To others I was extroverted, loud, fun to be around, but only my closest friends knew I was really the exact opposite. So who better to lead it?

“I would like to volunteer myself to lead the assembly Mrs. Schroeder, I have some friends who would love to help out too and I have a lot of ideas for the assembly.”

“Well let’s hear em Williams.”

The day of the assembly quickly came as the obnoxiously large gym and risers were filled with hundreds of students of all ages. After principal Dubois settled the room, he handed the microphone over to me and I’d do the rest, “give it up for Matthieu Williams!” The gym then was filled with applause as the lights dimmed, popular music boomed, and smoke machines and lights went off.

“Good morning Rochester High!”

A smattering applause followed.

“Thank you all for participating in our first spirit week here at our school, with freshman white.”

Part of the freshman class stood to cheer but cringely fell short.

“Sophomores red.”

The entire sophomore class boomed in comparison to their lower classmen.

“Juniors blue.”

The junior class rivaled the sophomores of course.

“And seniors red, white, and blue!”

And though the senior class was the smallest, they managed to out-do the other classes.

“Now at the end of the assembly we have asked our counselors to judge the classes spirit based on a point system that includes: the loudest, the most inclusion of color, the most participation, best cooperation, and bonus points that will be determined with smaller competitions lead by none other than the stunning (Y/n) (Y/L/N)!”

The entire gym exploded with cheers. I had briefly looked over at (Y/n) to see her smiling. Good.

“I’ll hand it over to her then.”

I handed the microphone to (Y/n) and her bubbly personality shone through her voice.

“Good morning Rockets!”

While the students applauded again, a spotlight slowly began to appear and move around.

“Now, our football team is about to head off to face our rivals today...the Skyview Hawks!”

A wave of boos followed as our mascot ran onto the gym floor followed by a student sloppily dressed as a hawk.

“Lets cheer on our mascot Rocket Richard as he beats Hathaway the Hawk like our football team will tonight!”

The “fight” had obviously been staged so Richard won but you could almost feel the excitement and adrenaline flowing throughout the room that only made us crazier. After the match more wrestling mats were rolled out along the gym floor.

“Now for our next event, I need your guys’ help. I need a boy and a girl from each class to come down to the center of the gym floor with me please!”

As expected, the most athletic and popular students from each class came down.

“We also have a fun surprise for ya, they weren’t told this, but I also need the following teachers and administrators to the center too! Mrs. Hansen, Mr. (T/C), Mr. McKinney, Miss Crossland, Mr. and Mrs. Sikes, Principal Dubois, and Vice Principal Mr. Ladel!”

This was Kaitlyn’s idea. A student versus teacher competition would most certainly rally everyone especially when you take the most popular teachers. The lights then came back on so everyone could see the set up we had.

“Now everyone will have a partner who helps them in this race. First, one person will start back here at the end of the court, run to the center, pick up a basketball and shoot it. After they make one shot they must run back where their partner will be in a sleeping bag and they will have to drag them down and back.

Then, they will be placed in front of those tables filled with delicious food and will have to eat all of it. They then go to their respected classes and take a selfie with them. And lastly they must be sitting in chairs that will be set in the middle, there are only twelve chairs so four people will be kicked out.”

The students then “oooo’d” in excitement. Then the teams lined up with their partners in sleeping bags behind them. I noticed Mr. (T/C) ready to go with his other senior teacher Mrs. Hansen behind him. Then a buzzer went off to start the race, and damn it was intense. At the end a teacher threw a student right before they sat on a chair, and the senior students came in first, but that wasn’t the end of the competition.

“Now for a fun game of musical chairs!”

Everyone laughed and cheered as the students and teachers walked around the chairs in a circle. When it was just Mr. (T/C) and a popular freshman left, Mr. (T/C) pulled the chair right under the kid and stole it from him. It was hilarious tons of people were bent over or on the ground laughing their asses off. I knew this would be great.

“Thank you all for participating and congratulations to the cheater Mr. (T/C), any words?”

“I did what I had to do.”

This made everyone laugh even harder if that was even possible.

“And now for the spirit competition results!”

A random counselor passed a paper over to (Y/n) and she opened it.

“...And the winners are...The Seniors!!!!!”

#teacher #teacher x student #teacher x reader

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beersfromthebleachers · 5 years ago

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Free Agents 2020 left unsigned for a brand NEW baseball team

It is that time of year again. The month of March draws closer, which means we are closer to Opening Day and baseball season is underway. Spring Training has officially begun for clubs in Arizona and Florida, and players young and old will play their best to make the roster for the first game of the season. Just like every other winter, a wild free agency took place. There always leaves a group of players without homes before Spring Training begins, and there are always enough players left to build a brand new team to play in the majors. There have always been talks of expanding the league a few more teams, it is only a matter of time where it happens for the better or for worse.

This Spring Training, there will be a few featured rosters that are catered to the idea of "what if" teams. The first one that will be focused on is the team of players that are without jobs and could possibly be the stars of a brand new MLB team. Placing in the possibility that some estranged billionaire could afford a brand new team and all of these listed players, they could make the argument of being a sellable team to a brand new city that would be a home of a new baseball team.

Catcher: Jonathan Lucroy, age 33: Lucroy is a seasoned veteran that has done some fine time in the majors for a few ball clubs. He is the best catcher available on the free-agent market for any team that is looking for a catcher that can make all the right plays for his pitcher. The two-time All-Star once led the majors in doubles during his 2014 campaign and finished shy of being the National League MVP for the Milwaukee Brewers. A career .274 hitter, Lucroy would be a good middle-man in the lineup to get on base and bring in runners. The problem where we have seen Lucroy fall from grace as being one of the best is his inability to stay healthy. It has been a real chore for Lucroy to play at least a hundred games, and lately, he has been platooning. Given the opportunity the team has him as the starting catcher for the team, a groomed catching prospect should be behind him taking in the lessons and to split time with Lucroy.

First Base: Yonder Alonso, age 32: Alonso has spent at least a decade in the majors and had the promise of becoming a great first baseman at the end of the last decade. It was his time to shine becoming a good featured player for the Chicago White Sox in an experimental lineup, but did not show his numbers like he did for the Oakland Athletics and the Cleveland Indians. For both the 2017 and 2018 season, Alonso hit for over 20-plus home runs and had an OPS in the .800s. Alonso has the promise to show power at the plate and be a guaranteed glove for first base. He has the best bet on the roster to play the majority of the games of the regular season at the position.

Second Base: Scooter Gennett, age 29: Gennett was one of the youngest players out of the Cincinnati Reds and Milwaukee Brewers' systems, and it seems to be a mystery on why he was used as a trade chip for San Francisco rather than stay for the Reds' rebuild instead. He probably has the best career batting average of this entire lineup sitting at .286. From 2017 and onward, he was hitting closer to .300 and eventually was hitting .310 in his All-Star season in 2018. He also had a great glove in the infield, turning 101 double plays in the same All-Star season. A quick player with effective speed, he knew how to execute plays on both sides of the ball. Unfortunately, Gennett was a part of teams when they were not a winning caliber team and his fundamentals did not go as appreciated. On the right team with a good amount of supporting players, Gennett would be the everyday second baseman and the leadoff hitter for most games.

Third Base: Jung Ho Kang, age 32: Everyone likes a great comeback story when someone has hit rock bottom, just ask Josh Hamilton. Kang was on his way to becoming one of the best phenomes to come out of the Korean baseball system, but was unfortunately overshadowed with his off the field problems with a drunk driving accident in South Korea during the offseason of 2016. The incident cost him his work visa to play the 2017 season for the Pittsburgh Pirates. In his three seasons with the Pirates, the Korean slugger hit 46 home runs and collected 144 RBIs. Sure, the guy has a history behind him, but the third base depth has been slim after the Josh Donaldson signing. Kang would make a case of being a legit cleanup hitter, perhaps pumping those RBI numbers into clearing the bases.

Shortstop: Addison Russell, age 26: Yeah…like I said, everyone likes a great comeback story. Another player that has his offseason troubles was Russell. Despite the domestic abuse of his ex-wife, however, when has that ever stopped the MLB from keeping a player from playing? Russell is the whole package with youth to build a team for years to come. With a World Series ring and an All-Star campaign in the same season as 2016, he knows how to get it down defensively with the glove at the shortstop position. In his time with the Chicago Cubs, he kept the statistic of making sure runs were prevented from being scored; a statistic he shared with Javier Baez. Offensively, Russell struggles at the plate. He has been a career .242 hitter with a high strikeout count. In the given lineup, Russell would be the last hitter. He benefits being on the field defensively anyway.

Left Field: Domingo Santana, age 27: Noted that Santana normally plays right field, there are not plenty of left fielders available in the pool who are still actively playing. Santana has played all three positions in the outfield, so he can definitely fill the shoes of left field. This lineup needs a slugger like Santana, who normally starts the season hot and can hit for the fence. Santana's best season was 2017 with Milwaukee when he hit 30 home runs with 85 RBIs. He has progressed to hit better than his career average since the turn of the last decade, but he has a lot of work cut out for him. He is hitting .259 for his career numbers, which makes him a slugging power hitter. Expect him to hit sixth in the clean-up crew.

Center Field: Austin Jackson, age 33: A team is going to need contact hitters that are going to get on base and move along the bases, and Jackson is the man to do so. Jackson has a career .273 batting average with a total of 114 stolen bases. He and Gennett would go game-to-game figuring out who would be the leadoff man. If Jackson was hitting before Gennett, he is the best chance of being a runner in scoring position if given the opportunity to get on base. A veteran like Jackson would be great leadership for the outfield to look up to on a senior level. He would most likely be the voice of reason for his other two teammates out there.

Right Field: Yasiel Puig, age 29: Well, this team is going to need a good public relations representative if the team is going to employ Kang, Russell, and Puig. Puig is the wildcard of the entire bunch and has been notorious for his antics on the field, but he would up being the primary starter of this team. Since his debut in the MLB, he has always been an insane power hitter. His career home runs sit at 132 in his seven years in the majors. Since leaving the Los Angeles Dodgers, he hit his career-high with 30 with both the Reds and the Indians last season. Puig is also a great weapon in the outfield. He has a cannon for an arm and can definitely prevent a runner trying to score from the outfield. With Puig's youth, he could be the player the team builds around for years to come. He would definitely be the franchise player for the team.

Designated Hitter: Brian Dozier, 32: Another World Series champion that can bring veteran leadership in the clubhouse is Dozier. His last two seasons have not been highlight-worthy, but he can be a great deal of more focus from hitting at the designated hitter spot instead of fielding. Since his All-Star season in 2015, he has averaged 24 home runs a season. He also brings the threat of collecting plenty of RBIs and could benefit hitting anywhere in the lineup, but would most likely be hitting towards the bottom half of it. With his only flaw being his batting average, as his career average sits at .245 which means he is a natural power hitter. Days where Russell or Gennett need a day off, he could take the field and play those infield of either of their positions. After all, he does have a Gold Glove from his last season playing with the Minnesota Twins.

The pitching depth for the free-agent pool is slim, but it does leave enough players to build an experience rotation. A great deal of these pitchers has seen some time in some stressful moments for their former ball clubs, which is why it makes them the best candidates for becoming a solid rotation. They are not the best pitchers of the bunch, but they can definitely make it work.

Ace Pitcher-Aaron Sanchez, age 27: Sanchez had a promising rookie year with the Toronto Blue Jays, and even gave the rotation promise when they were in talks of being a contender during his arrival. After suffering a lingering injury with a blister on his throwing finger, he has never had the opportunity to bounce back and pitch to his best potential. It has been a rollercoaster of a ride for Sanchez to get back into peak form, and it is another reason he was traded to the Houston Astros season during their last playoff run. After being the fifth starter out of the rotation, Sanchez looked like his form was coming back into form while pitching out of the bullpen. The alarming side of this entire rotation is that he holds the lowest career ERA at 3.98; an unimpressive stat line, but it happens to be the best out of the rest of the rotation hopefuls.

Starting Pitcher-Matt Harvey, age 30: Harvey has had his fair share of crazy career changes after riding the all-time high with the New York Mets. After having stints with the Reds and the Los Angeles Angels, Harvey has found his way struggling to keep an ERA under 3.00 since returning from Tommy John's injury in 2014. It would be a miracle for him to pitch over 150 innings, as it has been a chore to keep the ball in the park for the Dark Knight. Harvey’s best skill set has been his ability to get strikeouts whenever it’s needed. It is a risky move giving Harvey another chance, but perhaps a solid reliever that would eat those in-between innings could possibly bailout Harvey in order to get more wins.

Starting Pitcher-Andrew Cashner, age 33: Cashner has been an active pitcher for a decade for at least six organizations throughout his career. His best years happen to be during his time with the San Diego Padres when his ERA was 2.55 in 2014. His career ERA is north of that number, sitting at 4.10, but that does not remove him from being a supporting rotation member. Throughout his decade long career, he has a total of 901 career strikeouts. With the right team, he could possibly hit the career benchmark of a thousand strikeouts with this line-up behind him.

Starting Pitcher- Marco Estrada, age 36: At last, we come to the veteran who is at the back of this rotation with Estrada. He has his best years behind him, but he is one of the few pitchers in this rotation who can come close to 180 innings for a season. With eleven years in the majors, his career ERA is not as bad as Cashner's, sitting at 4.29 with 1094 strikeouts as well. Estrada may have enough in the tank to give the ace in Sanchez enough rest for the next series. In recent years, he has a tough time keeping the run control down, but he has just enough in the tank to be a supporting member of this pitching rotation.

Bullpen: Brad Boxberger age 31, Tony Cingrani age 30, Shawn Kelley age 35, and Wily Peralta age 30 (setup man): Surely, these sets of names are not enough players to have a solid bullpen. These are the highlighted names that have been a part of playoff-contending teams. Boxberger has spent a great deal of his career rotating between the closer and the setup man for the final innings, and he would be a guarantee pitcher to go to for a quick collection of outs in a close game. Cingrani was once a contributing pitcher that was part of rotations between the Reds and Cardinals, but towards the end of his career found more focus coming out of the bullpen for bulk innings that needed more relief than the average reliever. Kelley has solid career ERA coming out of the bullpen sitting at a 3.80 and is another pitcher that has the mechanics like Boxberger. Peralta has gone back and forth being a starter and an opener in his latest pitching years, and it would be best for him to come out during the eighth inning and shut down any chances for the opposing team to take advantage of before the closer can enter the game.

Closer-Addison Reed, age 31: There have always been closers who make their way back into the picture after others just show they have the same stuff anymore. Reed used to be one of the premier closers in the earlier years of his career. He was given fewer opportunities when his ERA began to climb, but in recent years he has been given that chance again. In 2017, he posted a 2.84 ERA as a closer between the Red Sox and Mets. With a career resume with 125 saves, 469 strikeouts, and a 3.53 ERA, Reed could be a definite guy to come in and lock it down during the ninth inning. At his age, he can definitely make a comeback and become one of the best closers in the game once more.

Do you think this team has what it takes to be a brand new team in the MLB? What will it take for Rob Manfred to move towards expansion if not trying to sell a current team to a brand new location? Sure, with the idea of him shutting down minor league teams, this team could absorb one of those teams and get some of those young talented players. After all, it is all that this team needs in order to thrive even further. There will be more "What if" rosters posted all Spring Training. Make sure to stay subscribed and to see what teams I will be coming up with next.

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