#also me- proceeds to think of the most angsty ass shit for the 3

[usercookie2008]

The one and only Toddler Trio lmao

They're so silly lmao

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Fluke belongs to me

Smudge belongs to @pixiewritesstuff

Shino belongs to @blue-kohina

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Tell me which one of these AUs sounds the most interesting and which one you’d like to read more about? (uhh rep0st?)

I’m reposting this since TUMBLR HATES MY POST/TAGS OR SOMETHING, SORRY IF YOU’VE ALREADY SEEN THIS!

Here I am, back at it again with my AU bullshit. Complete with my ugly ass dauntingly long list of AUs that I’d love to write about but can’t seem to 

decide which one to start writing. This has been going on for the past week, dammit! If it’s not too much trouble, could you please help a girl out and let me know either on here or in a PM which one of these you’re curious about or would like to see implemented in an actual story.

Here are four Cloud-centric AU ideas which include (multiple) gay, bi, and (some) straight main/side pairings. Regardless of which one I decide to write first, I (wistful thinking) want to eventually complete most or all of them, even if some of them only end up being one-shots. Thank you! <3

Mercenary Zack and Delivery Boy Cloud AU

Zack, a mercenary, and Cloud, a delivery boy, have been best friends since they were youngsters. Zack is straight but is undeniably (and confusingly into Cloud. Cloud is bi (with a strong leaning towards males) and he’s only recently started to explore that. One day, while Zack and Cloud are hanging out, Zack’s PHS dies and he asks to borrow Cloud’s laptop to check some work-related emails. Cloud says sure, completely forgetting what he’d been “researching” before Zack came over to hang out.

Cloud, suddenly remembering the content of said “research”, screeches out, “NoOoOoO!” whilst comically tripping over himself as he races to stop Zack from opening his laptop.

Zack, being Zack, laughs good-naturedly at Cloud’s behavior and says, “What, don’t want your bestie to see all your fReAkY sHiT LOL?”

Before Cloud can stop him, Zack unlocks the laptop (he knows the password, because, hello, besties) and proceeds to open up about ten tabs of LOUD GAY LEMONY YOU KNOW WHAT (all with actors that are blond and black-haired, hmm s u s p i c i o u s).

Cloud is fucking mortified and literally RUNS out of his own apartment and disappears (disintegrates) into the void while leaving Zack sitting there like a stunned D U M B A S S *insert shocked Pikachu meme here* Hilarity, fluffy romance, and “LeMoNs” ensue.

Main ship and only ship will be Clack/Zakkura. Syrupy sweet, comical, with only a pinch of plot-related angst. Will most likely be a one-shot/two-shot.

Vampire Slayer AU

Set in a world where Shinra keeps the existence of vampires and vampire covens a well-guarded secret from the general public of Midgar in order to keep its citizens calm, orderly, and manageable (see controllable).

Due to the frequency of recent vampire attacks in Midgar’s slums and outlying towns and villages, they charge their best slayer, Cloud Strife, and his partner with the task of finding and killing the progenitor of all vampire-kind in order to end the covert war between humans and vampires and kill off their kind, for good.

That is, until Cloud is double-crossed by his partner, who wants the title of Shinra’s best vampire slayer for himself, and Cloud is left for dead in a forest miles away from civilization. Cloud thinks he’s finally done for this time, until he’s saved by a half-vampire named Vincent, who then proceeds to take Cloud to his maker, Sephiroth, the son of the first progenitor.

Cloud’s only shot at making it out of this alive is playing at Sephiroth’s personal interest in him in a game of cat and mouse until he can get the vampire to trust him enough to let him get close to the progenitor in order to (finally) end the war once and for all and return to his former life.

Main ships are Sefikura with a possibility of some Strifentine. Side ships are Aerti, Scarlet x Elena, and a bunch of others. Angsty, passionate, romantic, and dark. Will probably be a six-shot or more. Who knows?

Life After Meteorfall Canon Divergence AU (I’m excited about this one)

An AU in which both Angeal, Zack, and Aerith (although, just barely) live and help kick Sephiroth’s ass in the final battle. Sephiroth has been defeated by the gang for good (no really, for good y’all), and now the world has turned to healing, mourning, and attempting to rebuild itself after the scars Sephiroth has left behind in his monstrous wake.

Cloud still has lingering feelings for Zack leftover from his time as an infantryman, but desperately hides this fact from both Aerith and Zack because he knows how long they’ve waited and how much suffering they’ve had to endure in order to be with each other. He also cares deeply for both of them and wants them to be happy, despite his own conflicting emotions.

Although Aerith is (slightly) suspicious, Zack is oblivious to it all because he’s finally got the girl of his dreams and has his love-addled goggles on (god dammit Zackary) and asks Cloud to be his best man at their wedding (ugh angst me upppppp baby).

Angeal, however, is not oblivious to it in the slightest. He sees the overly forced smiles, the longing stares, the glances of complete and utter h e a r t b r e a k Cloud shoots Zack when he thinks no one is watching/paying attention to him. And finally, fed up after months of sitting back and just silently observing Cloud falling into emotional ruin, Angeal finally intends to do something about it, honor be damned.

Main ship is Cloudgeal. Side pairings are Zerith, Rude x Tifa (don’t judge me, y’all, I ship SO MUCH this fandom), and possibly many more. Angsty, fluffy, romantic, and with a ridiculously happy ending where everyone reaches a happy, healthy understanding. Will most likely be either a three-shot or a six-shot.

Omegaverse SOLDIER AU (let me liveeeeeee, dammit!)

After failing to get into SOLDIER three times in a row (the max amount of times one can attempt in their lifetime) and having his childhood dream of becoming a hero shattered like glass, Cloud, a Beta cadet, is more than done with SOLDIER and everything to do with the corrupt Shinra Corporation (Uh huh. Suuuuure).

This opinion is only further solidified when Cloud discovers the tragic fate of his hometown: Nibelheim, in an “unprecedented” explosion of its Mako Reactor, burns to the ground, resulting in the deaths of Cloud’s mother and every single person Cloud grew up with. With no home to return to, Cloud, following his best friend Zack Fair’s advice, begrudgingly decides to join the Shinra military as an infantryman and work as a menial grunt for the military’s more prominent SOLDIER members.

That is, until one day during a mission Cloud’s entire unit, including a group of skilled Third and Second Class SOLDIERS assisting them, are slaughtered in a brutal, bloody conflict, leaving Cloud the only one left alive after the mission’s end.

This not only catches the eye of the Director of SOLDIER himself, but several of its First Class members, who are so impressed with the Beta’s strength that they wish to assess Cloud’s capabilities for themselves, personally. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

This leads Cloud down a path filled with convincing lies and hard truths as he discovers the reality of his origins, unveiling secrets about Shinra and his past that he could have gone a lifetime without knowing. He realizes the hard way that sometimes what you dream for, what you desperately wish for, isn’t always something you want in the long run.

Main ships are a tie between Sefikura and Clack/Zakkura (possibly Sephiroth/Cloud/Zack or maybe even a love triangle, ew). I also really wanna try writing out Strifesodos, but I’m leaning towards Banorashipping as a side ship in this cuz its cute and passionate.

A S T R O N G side ship in this is going to be Aerti (featuring Turk!Tifa and Full Cetra!Aerith), along with minor ships like Scarlet x Elena, Tseng x Rufus, and honestly who  knows anymore, lol. This will most likely be the longest story on the list, I’m planning for at least ten+ chapters.

Also, not shaming it in any way, but just FYI for the people who are interested, there will be no pregnancy in this story. It’s just not my thing. <3

Again, all of these AU’s are subject to change, but I’d love to bounce ideas back and forth and see what certain shippers would like to see in the fandom. I’m really receptive to discussing fics in general, even if its an idea about one of your own stories you wanna talk about. :)

If you actually read all of that, THANK YOU KINDLY! <33333

[empty-as-the-sky]

Edward and Bella romantic comedy in Twilight is GOLD

Okay HOT TAKE. 

TL;DR - The banter/comedy between Edward and Bella in Twilight is SO GOOD and it deserved to be kept in the movies and it’s a crime that it wasn’t.

As we all know, Twilight is mostly really problematic BUT re-reading the first book and the Midnight Sun draft I am DYING reading about all of the times Edward laughs at Bella or any time she says something sassy to him and they banter back and forth. It’s genuinely SO CUTE. When I was a young teen reading the books I loved their banter, and tbh I really didn’t think it would hold up years later, given how much of the books really DON’T hold up, but the banter absolutely does. 

I think one of the reasons that the movies didn’t quite work for me - besides Chuckesme, the nightmarish CGI, terrible accents in BD pt 2, and the bad wigs - was that we didn’t get the humour of Bella and Edward’s relationship, and we didn’t really get to see the process of them falling in love. It just kind of . . . happened?

I’ve heard about that famous story in which Rob almost got fired from the first movie because he refused to be more light-hearted and smiley, and listen. I love Rob Pattinson because he is a chaotic boy and I love every interview he has ever done, but he really hated the books SO MUCH (fair) that he refused to play Edward as anything other than a depressed, ultra-serious boy. And sorry, but that sucks. Just do your job. Like yes, Edward is dramatic AF but he also thinks Bella is so funny that he’s ALWAYS laughing at her. In Midnight Sun, other kids in his class frequently give him weird looks because he is laughing OUT LOUD or smiling to himself at the shit that Bella does and says. The director/producers were TOTALLY RIGHT in highlighting all of Edward’s light-hearted moments in the book for Rob because there are so many of them, more than a lot of people seem to remember. And yeah, I think that maybe Rob should have been fired so that someone else who would have taken that direction could have played the part. In Romeo & Juliet, the rule with doing that show is that the angst and tragedy is only compelling if the first half is fully played as a rom-com and if it’s actually funny. You can’t play the end at the beginning. Same goes for Twilight, and most things tbh. Otherwise, you don’t really root for the central couple if it’s all melodrama and angst all the time. No one wants to see characters predicting the tragedy. I think that’s part of why, on top of all the actual legit criticism, a lot of people criticized Twilight for being too teenage angsty or mumbly when that wasn’t really the book at all, and the comedy allows for a lot more self-awareness to come through.

I’m not even going to quote all of the times that Edward suppresses, or tries to suppress a laugh or a smile at Bella’s expense in Twilight. There are way too many, but they are constantly roasting each other.

Maybe I’m projecting my own feelings onto the books that aren’t really there, but hear me out:

- In the early days, Bella keeps parking so far away from Edward in the parking lot and in Midnight Sun, Edward is upset and confused by it EVERY SINGLE TIME. And they’re both frowning about it but for different reasons. Bella’s frowning because she’s trying to stay away from his dramatic, beautiful, mood-swinging, abrupt ass and he’s frowning because he doesn’t understand why she is avoiding him and he’s sad about it. He’s like, “Why?? Did she park so far away from me?? Do you think she’ll come talk to me? Hopefully she will. Hopefully she won’t?? DO YOU THINK SHE’LL WALK PAST ME? SHOULD I TAKE A DEEP GULP OF AIR JUST IN CASE??

- In Midnight Sun, Edward is so amused at Bella getting emotional over the snow chains that Charlie put on her tires. Seconds before he sees Alice’s vision about the van, he’s just like, “This girl?? Is getting emotional?? Over her truck?? Why is this human?? So weird??”

- Bella FUMING about Edward just getting to waltz right through the hospital doors like a normal person and not having to receive medical attention after the accident. Edward even betrayed her by telling them that she hit her head and maybe had a concussion, because she DID hit her head, but she is SO GRUMPY that he showed concern for her physical health, cause we all know this depressed bitch wouldn’t have. And she is SO EMBARRASSED about having to wear a neck brace and loaded into an ambulance, that she has the balls to take off the neck brace and chuck it under the bed when no one is looking. We stan an iconic queen. Like babe, they put that on you for a reason but you just like throwing your own safety out the window I guess.

- Edward realizing that he never noticed how clumsy Bella is as he watches her through the eyes of her classmates? Also iconic. “Goddamn, this clumsy ass human, how does she?? Survive??”

- EDWARD CUTTING BELLA OFF IN THE PARKING LOT AFTER SCHOOL SO THAT TYLER ASKS HER OUT IN FRONT OF HIM IS ALSO SO FREAKING FUNNY. And Bella being tempted to scratch the paint on his car when she sees him shaking with laughter? So good.

- Edward trying to irritate Bella by making her think he’s going to be the fourth person to ask her to the dance, only to ask her to go to Seattle instead at the last minute

- “THE WASTING OF FINITE RESOURCES IS EVERYONE’S BUSINESS”

- Bella being too embarrassed to tell Edward her comic book-inspired theories but Edward dazzling her into telling him anyway, and then he just proceeds to roast her about her lack of originality

- Edward almost RIPPING THE DOOR OFF HIS CAR when he sees Mike lowering Bella to the ground after she faints in Biology because EDWARD THINKS SHE’S DEAD? And then Bella sees him approaching and IS SO EMBARRASSED and just tells him to go away? Chapters 3-5 of Twilight in terms of ComedyTM are *chef’s kiss*

- Edward just scooping up Bella and being super entertained at the irony that the sight of blood makes her ill.

- “He absolutely loathes me” - Edward about Mike, CHEERFULLY

- Bella calling Edward pushy when he insists on driving her home, which is just really accurate, because he absolutely is

- Edward making Bella lean in and then asking her not to fall into the ocean in La Push and Bella. Is. SO offended.

- Bella grabbing her own throat and pretending to be terrified when Edward says “Breakfast time” IS SO FUNNY and then her making a bad joke about “watching her hunt” and all she gets is CEREAL, while Edward looks on in confusion, like this girl has a sense of humour

People, the first half of Twilight in terms of rom-com material is fantastic. Yes there are still problematic elements and there’s a surprising (and worrying) amount of ableist language in the text, and there are obviously other issues with Edward and consent for sure. BUT the the banter is comedy gold and the problematic bits can be so easily edited out for adaptation. The banter makes Edward and Bella way more compelling as a couple because it makes them more human (no pun intended) and real, and it definitely gives them more personality.

In the movie, I just feel like we missed how gradual them falling in love really was and how reluctant they both were about it, and their belligerent banter was a big part of the sexual tension between them. Otherwise, I’m not really sure where it came from other than the fact that Kristen and Rob are really beautiful humans. Even though they were a couple at the time, I really missed that part of their chemistry onscreen.

I’m aware that for the movie, a lot of it came down to having to cut stuff in the script for time’s sake. But I still think they could have kept the spirit of the banter while cutting what they needed to.

Look, there’s a lot in the Twilight canon that’s not compelling at all, so it makes me really sad that one of the genuinely compelling things didn’t make it into the movies at all. 

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

[newtshairdryer]

Thoughts on Descendants 3 as I watch it for the 8th time and pause to look at everybody all the time

- When Ben and Mal are walking out before the proposal, Audrey is slow clapping and it’s hilarious

-Chad seems genuinely happy to see them together but Audrey rains on his parade

-Please look at Chad’s face to the side after Ben gets on his knee his overdramatic gaping mouth is SENDING ME

-Why do they make Belle and the Beast kiss beside each other’s cheeks like a french greeting? For real though they’re Belle and the Beast...they should be kissing in celebration .-.

-Right after the Carlos/Beast chest bump there’s an extra in the background of Bal just having a blast popping bubbles

-Speaking of the bubbles I have no clue where they’re coming from

- Dude in the background when Audrey says ”What is wrong with you people?” bein shady AF to her

-That one girl in the wheelchair that has been in every single movie needs a name cause we all just refer to her as that one girl in the wheelchair lol

-Mal has her own purple fucking limo and she’s not even royalty yet

-Their money is so vibrantly coloured

-Those cards Celia fan out are definitely, well, a fan. They’re all attached- she’s not even holding onto some of them lol

-Mal resting her chin on Ben’s shoulder to watch him and Celia in the limo. soft

-The scenes in the limo make Ben look really big and awkward because they’re all shoved into a small space and he’s in the middle where the smallest person usually goes...but he’s the biggest person XD

-The barrier takes forever to close and there are a ton of people right there, why has no one attempted to just jump through it yet lol

-What if Hades put his hand through the barrier and it just like...cut it off LMFAO now THAT would have been entertaining 

-Hades literally makes himself roll one more time as he’s pushed back. Like there’s no more momentum and you can see he should stop but he makes himself do another somersault and it’s so obvious lol

-I know it’s been said before but the lack of security in the museum is just lazy AF writing. They didn’t even try to make it realistic it’s way too easy to just waltz in and take anything. Apparently the wand is the only thing worthy of an alarm

-Also why is there not even glass around the scepter to even attempt to discourage people from taking it? Even when the museum is OPEN someone could yank it out and start spelling shit up.

-Ben’s phone rings and he hangs it up less than a second after he picked it up- it doesn’t even show him barely looking at it. How on earth did he have time to see a message about the stolen items- let alone the fact it was a phone call ring...not a text ping

- OK WAIT IF UMA IS ON THE LOOSE AND HE TALKED ABOUT BETTER SECURITY SERIOUSLY WHY ON EARTH IS THE MUSEUM SECURITY SO NON EXISTENT??? IN BOTH THE FIRST MOVIE AND THIS ONE THEIR LACK OF SECURITY IS SUCH A GLARINGLY OBVIOUS THING WHY IS IT NON EXISTENT IT MAKES NO SENSE

-Why are the former King and Queen of Auradon and the current reigning King turning to the not yet Queen for all the advice about evil like it’s her responsibility. They don’t even attempt to brainstorm the vast amount of other ideas. And why on earth can’t she just suggest uh...literal guards by the barrier when it opens for them? Like if they paid people on the isle to guard the barrier so other isle people didn’t try to get out it would help a ton. There are so many other solutions other than closing the barrier completely (and then getting rid of it completely??)

-Does anyone else notice that like...50% of Ben’s screen time is him staring in shock/disbelief at things with literally no other expression for entire scenes? Cause I noticed it the first time around

-My favourite outfit in this whole movie for Mal is this light purple dress she has on when talking about closing the barrier for the first time with Ben’s parents and Evie. She is SO GORGEOUS in it. I’m actually not a fan of the leather suit she wears for the rest of the movie cause I don’t feel it fits with her hairstyle- mainly once it starts to go blue

-I just realized Mal’s hair literally goes from pretty much just purple to lots of blue mixed in. I guess it’s cool cause it’s like she gets power from the ember but I honestly prefer her brighter purple hair. My favourite hairstyle was her bangs she looked like an actual goddess in the 2nd movie

-I think everyone was thinking Dude got into Jane’s cake (despite the very neatly cut corner)

-I honestly love Mal’s face when Audrey shows up with the crown and scepter and her whole new gettup like “What on earth is this chick doing”

-I reiterate “what on earth is this chick doing” as Audrey goes to...sniff? the scepter?

-I wAnT tO bE dAnGeRoUS

-Audrey through a cupcake on the ground. So evil

-Honestly I’m sorry but Audrey talking all angsty to the people at Jane’s party is really cringey. Her lines are just...hhhhhhhhh (you mindless little drones in particular just seems weird the way she says it)

-How on earth does Audrey not see Jane get in the lake...she’s literally right there in full view

-OK so not ALL magic doesn’t work on the Isle, according to Celia only evil magic doesn’t work- so yes Maleficent is still a lizard cause Mal’s spell wasn’t an evil one

-Even with her massive platform shoes Mal is so much shorter than Hades she is yelling at him but having to look way up she’s adorable

- Hades “LET’S DANCE” - proceeds to shake a tambourine, slap his butt with it and stick his tongue out. ok then

-Why did I never notice Mal shake the tambourine at him angrily and then throw it lmao

-WHERE IS THE WIND COMING FROM IN THIS SONG (I will touch back on random wind that shouldn’t be there later on too)

-Mal should say thank you for the ember...imo

-”If it gets wet it’s game over” thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat’s what she said

-Mal’s walking away from Haes up those stairs? That booty thicc (only thing I really like about that outfit) 

-Girl has a zipper down her butt. She can unzip her ass cheeks

-I’m glad the jewelry in this movie is no longer plastic like Ben’s ring and his burger king crown

-“You’ll what? Marry them?” OK I am not a big fan of the plot or Audrey’s temper tantrum but  if that isn’t the best fucking burn in this whole franchise then idk what is

-gUYS CELIA IS NOT THE ACTRESS SHE IS SUPPOSE TO BE IN AN ENTIRE MAIN SHOT??? WTF? HOW HAS NO ONE POINTED THIS OUT?? SHE’S A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PERSON WHEN THEY’RE WALKING OUT OF THE GATE TOWARDS THE BARRIER ON THE ISLE AND THEN THE NEXT SHOT IT’S BACK TO THE PROPER ACTRESS. BUT IT’S VERY OBVIOUS

-I AM GAY AS SHIT FOR UMA OK SHE IS ABSOLUTE PEAK AESTHETIC AND I WOULD LET HER CHOKE ME WITH HER BRAIDS 

-I deserve some compensation for my muscles...what does that even mean???

-Are we suppose to know who Hannah is?

-”Says you and that’s suppose to mean someth’n to me?” Ok maybe I’m just a flaming bisexual for Uma but why was that line delivery so smooth

-Audrey is abusing Chad. She threw a glass bowl at him and is literally shoving him around and yelling at him while accusing him of knowing things and not telling her. And it’s played for laughs. Descendants you have a lot of good things that are socially woke but this ain’t it man. Chad may have been a douche but he doesn’t deserve abuse. (rhyme oof)

- Why is Dude advertising that he gives great cuddles? Who is that directed at? Why is that line in there? Alright then

-How is Uma the only one that noticed the massive scratches on the wall and the literal painting slashed in half

-Mkay we get it Audrey you’re evil thanks for the random laugh

-The knight in front of them literally clanged as it moved and it’s RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM how did nobody but Harry see it move. This entire movie is me asking why something happened because honestly so much of it just doesn’t make sense but I still love the movie lmao

-Out numbered 1 to 50? How did this girl graduate lol

-I still say What The Fuck Is Happening every time Mal makes the Knights dance. It’s just the most random, out of the blue thing to do

-Mal literally licks her lip and gives Evie the most sultry look as Evie dips down and is singing the end of Night Falls. I’m not a Mevie shipper but it’s the most bedroom eyes I’ve ever seen

-Evie is an absolute ray of sunshine and deserves all the things

-Harry is genuinely flattered at Evie’s compliment about his accent he starts to smile. Dude acts like a complete player and then gets happy when someone gives him a genuine compliment lol

-Jay and Gil are adorable

-Gil is just adorable on his own

-Doug is in way too comfortable of a position to not have already been on the ground sleeping/resting. Which begs the question of why he was just on the ground sleeping like that

-Doug’s long hair and ponytail and complete lack of style are some of my biggest pet peeves in this movie. He doesn’t just look out of place next to Evie, but next to literally everyone else. He looked pretty good in the last two, why such a drastic change that literally nobody asked for or wanted lol

-I seriously can’t take Evie and Doug seriously in this movie just because of his hair. It’s just so unattractive I’m sorry not sorry

- I do enjoy the sense of urgency and time that the movie has as Mal tries to keep moving. Uma and her being like “just kiss him already” is fun

-They could have shot Audrey looking at them through the scepter in a different way...the way it’s just the same close up shot every time she’s looking at it with her hair blowing in the non-existent wind just adds to how cheesy her whole performance is (not her fault, director and writers fault)

-Mal should have kissed Ben when they reunited. 0 reason not to. She was super worried about him and finally reunited with him and she also LOOKED like she wanted to kiss him. Girl was super into that beard. 

-Leave some room for Jesus lmao 

-I’m just bitter cause the only kiss we get this whole movie is from kinda far away and is short. We’ve also never seen them share a sweet kiss in private- they’re always on display....maybe it’s a kink lol

-Ben and Mal holding hands while trying to sneak around <3

-Sophia’s acting when Evie is upset is on point. This whole scene is one of the only really good ones where everyone is rightfully upset with Mal. 

-Mal has had to sing about her feelings in every movie lmao

-Why...does the dragon look like it has a low frame rate? It looks choppy

-Audrey just, once again, doesn’t look menacing. She’s just like...waving a stick around and making mean faces

-”I owe you an apology” says everyone but...no one actually says “I’m sorry” lol

- Ben is just “aw yiss speak human rights to me baby” at Mal during the engagement party

- Beast: “We can’t do that.” I AGREE

-Taking the barrier down with no screening for the villains is a bad bad bad bad idea but it’s a happy disney universe so everything is fine - ugh

-UNSAFE BRIDGE!!1!!1 I’m waiting for someone to fall off- just once, please

-Mal and Uma jumping up and down when they kmeetis the cutest fucking thing on earth

-Ben needs a different thing to dance in, his suit is so stiff

-Harry and Audrey? Hmmmm I’m not opposed but I’m also not feelin it

-Were those people just...waiting there with an already built dragon?

-Ben likes to hip thrust in every movie, no lie

[bangtaninink]

i’m too lit to dim down a notch vi

Summary: Jeongguk is the new kid in town. Kind of. He’s looking for an Authentic College Experience™, and you have no problem helping him out with achieving that (fratboy!AU)

Part: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

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Jeongguk is just a tiny bit stressed.

He’s been running around campus like a headless chicken, no idea where he is or which building he’s in anymore. Why does the Film Society meet in the Engineering building anyway?

Oh. Nevermind.

The giant Film Society sign makes him feel like an idiot, because he’s pretty sure that he’s passed through here before, so how the hell did he miss it? He’s a little out of breath, and he pulls his phone out to look at himself, cringing at his bedhead.

(He really should have listened to Seokjin when he told him to bring a comb. Has he been walking around all day looking like this?)

When he walks into the room, the first thing he does is look at his phone and check the time, instantly feeling like even more of an idiot, because he’s a whole fifteen minutes early. There’s barely anyone here: two people are at the front setting up the projector and laptop, and then he looks around and...

“Oh? Noona, you’re here already,” he says, spotting you in the back corner, curled up in a bean bag that could easily fit another two people. You look up from your phone, lips curling into a smile.

“Hey, babe. You’re early,” you say, sitting up.

“Yeah, hah. I, uh, thought I was gonna be late, so...” He walks over, sitting down on a pile of pillows next to you, dropping his bag down behind him.

“Engineering building?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, I don’t fucking get it either,” you laugh. “Hey, Sora. Explain to me again why the Film Society meets in the most confusing building on campus.”

One of the people at the front turns around, hands on their hips.

“First of all,” Sora says. “The Engineering building is not the most confusing building on campus. That award goes to the Fine Arts building. Second of all, why wouldn’t I take advantage of the best technology in our university? You know that the Engineers have the best shit. And third of all, who’s the hottie?”

“This is Jeongguk,” you reply, chuckling. “Sports science sophomore.”

“Ooh. It shows.”

“He’s also Beta Tau.”

“Oh. Eww. Sorry.”

“Jeongguk, this is Sora. They’re a social studies senior. Not the biggest fan of frat boys if you didn’t catch that earlier.”

“Um, nice to meet you,” Jeongguk says sheepishly.

“Man. You had so much potential, Jeongguk-sshi.”

“Ignore them,” you say, rolling your eyes. “Sora’s first love was a frat boy until he moved to Paris to “pursue his art” or some bull like that. They’re butthurt, and angsty, and have vowed to never mess with another frat boy again.”

“A-fucking-men,” Sora comments.

“Don’t take it personally, babe.”

“Oh. Okay, yeah. Sure,” Jeongguk replies, nodding.

More Film Society members start to trickle in the closer it gets to five, and Jeongguk is, needless to say, beautifully surprised by the array of people that come in. You seem to notice this, but you don’t make a comment on it.

“Alright. Okay,” someone at the front calls out, clapping his hands. “Let’s get into it. Welcome to the Film Society. I’m Kiha, your president. This is Sora, your vice president. Thanks for being here tonight.”

“We do have some new faces here, so welcome to the newbies,” Sora continues, sitting comfortably on the table by the laptop. “We will take this moment to remind everyone about the rules. One: the Film Society is not a place to take a siesta, or a nap, or get your fucking beauty sleep. We are here to watch and appreciate films.”

“Two: respect everyone’s request,” Kiha says. “Even if Minwoo is requesting Despicable Me 2 for the fiftieth fucking time.”

“It’s a great fucking movie!” someone at the front calls out -- Jeongguk assumes it’s Minwoo, if the following groans are anything to go by.

“Shut up, bitch. Okay, two-point-five: if you’re new, tell us your birthday if you’d like, because we organise viewing parties of your favourite movies. Three: if your request is chosen for the week, you must come up here and explain why you chose the movie you did, but don’t bullshit. If your reason is “I just like it”, then say that. Don’t try to sound cool, and start making up shit about cinematography and camera work or whatever. You ain’t slick, fool.”

“Why’re you talking like a lame Samuel L. Jackson?” Sora asks, looking annoyed.

“I dunno. I’m sorry.”

“Anyway. While Kiha recovers from that, four: we’re kind of obliged to say that pornography cannot be shown. Personally, I think that’s kinda lame, but whatever.” “True. Five: there will be absolutely no devil worship in the Film Society. So if you think Weinstein, or Scorsese, or fucking Selena Gomez are gods amongst mortals, get the fuck out now because you are not welcome here.” In the corner of his eye, Jeongguk sees someone raise their hand. “Yes. New kid.”

“Uh... what if we wanted to request something like Pulp Fiction? It’s a great film, but Weinstein worked on it, I think,” he asks.

“If we all come to a consensus and want to watch the movie, all good,” Sora answers. “We know some films are just absolute classics that are, unfortunately, directed and or produced by spawns of Satan, so we leave that up to the group to decide. Just don’t bring up any controversial producers and directors.”

“And actors,” Kiha adds.

“Yeah. Unless you’d like to get into a fight with Jinah. Fair warning: you’re gonna lose.” Someone on the other side of the room raises a fist in the air and nods. “Six: no sex. I know it’s fucking tempting with the dim lights and shit, but... keep it in your pants, people. And, that’s it I think.”

“Alright. Tonight’s film has been chosen by... who chose today’s film?”

“I think we picked Jungwoo, right?”

Jeongguk watches as someone by the front stands, turning around to face the group.

“Hey, guys. I’m Jungwoo. Uh, the movie I requested is Tarantino’s Inglourious Basterds. I requested it because... I dunno. I just love the way Brad Pitt says Nazis in his weird ass accent in the movie, honestly. So... yeah.”

Jungwoo sits down as Kiha and Sora set the projector and laptop up, and Jeongguk looks around, shifting on his pile of cushions to get comfortable.

“Hey.”

Jeongguk turns when you grab his attention.

“You wanna sit on here with me?” you ask, already moving to the side. “Inglourious Basterds goes for two and a half hours. You might not have an ass if you’re on those pillows the entire time.” He chuckles softly.

“Have you seen the movie before, noona?” Jeongguk asks, sitting down next to you -- you’re right; now that he’s sitting on the bean bag, he knows he would’ve left with a numb ass if he stayed on those cushions.

“Mhm. A while ago though. Have you seen it?”

“Nah. I haven’t seen a lot of Tarantino movies. I’ve seen Kill Bill a couple times. And that one about the flight attendant lady who smuggles money for Samuel L. Jackson.”

“Oh, Jackie Brown. That’s a pretty good movie too.”

“Alright everyone,” Sora announces from the back of the room, standing by the light switches. “Phones off. Let’s watch.”

                                                         〰️

Jeongguk thinks the movie’s pretty good.

Until, that is, you decide to get comfortable about halfway through.

He tries, very hard, to keep his composure when you move around to sit a little closer to Jeongguk, not taking your eyes off the screen when you rest your head on his shoulder and press yourself against his side. You’re the epitome of calm, relaxed as if you do this all the time, but Jeongguk is the complete opposite, unsure if he’s about to piss his pants or pop a boner.

(He prays to God neither happens.)

Inglourious Basterds is gruesome, as all Tarantino films are, and Jeongguk tries his best to focus on all of it, eyes hyperfocused on the blood on the screen and not the blood heading south in his own body. He gulps, and tries to stay cool.

                                                         〰️

Fifteen minutes of the movie is enough for you to remember how the rest goes, and you proceed to zone out, not really watching what’s on the screen and instead, staring blankly towards the front.

It’s cruel, what you’re doing to Jeongguk, but Yoongi’s words don’t seem to sit right with you still as you replay them over and over again. You like to think that you’re pretty good at sensing looming crushes, at figuring out if someone is going to start developing some feelings before they’re even aware of it themselves, so needless to say, it’s stumps you that there’s a possibility that you hadn’t caught this early enough.

Since that night at the bar, you’d convinced yourself that it’s because you’re not fucking him that explains why you hadn’t suspected anything. You blame it on Jeongguk being new to the group, to Seoul itself, and assumed that the way he acted around you was just him being him.

So Yoongi telling you that he suspected that Jeongguk had a crush on you so blatantly like that had been a big slap to the face.

This is dangerous and ballsy, but you have to know for yourself if what Yoongi says is true. You shift around, adjust your position on the super sized bean bag to lie on your side pressed up against Jeongguk, eyes still glued to the screen in an image of nonchalance, and the way Jeongguk tenses a little against you tells you everything you need to know.

Fuck.

                                                         〰️

“See you guys next week,” Kiha says as everyone files out of the room, Sora adding a wave over their shoulder as they get to work on rolling up the screen of the projector.

“Wait, so... is that it, noona?” Jeongguk asks you once you’re both out of the room, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

“What do you mean?” you ask with a soft chuckle.

“Like... there’s no disussing or assignments? No three-page paper on the themes of Inglourious Basterds?” You throw your head back and laugh.

“It’s a club, babe, not a class. Kiha and Sora aren’t trying to add more to your workload.”

“So... we just watch movies every week? That’s it?”

You shrug.

“Pretty much, yeah. Sometimes, we’ll go down to watch a new release at the cinema or whatever, but for the most part, it’s just a movie or two in the Engineering building.”

“Wow. That’s... fucking cool,” Jeongguk says, nodding thoughtfully. You laugh and shake your head.

“Where are you headed to now, babe?” you ask. “You don’t have anymore classes, do you?”

“No, I’m all done for the week.” Jeongguk stops walking suddenly, hand resting on your arm to do the same. “Hey, noona. You wanna go get something to eat? My treat.”

“Wh-- Jeongguk, no way. I still owe you from baseball last week.”

“Noona, that was nothing. I told you that already,” he says, laughing. “It was just Burger King. And then you also let me sleep on your sofa that one time, and came to both my tryouts, so technically, I owe you.”

“God, you are next level,” you mutter, chuckling and shaking your head. “Alright, Richie Rich. Where do you wanna go?”

Jeongguk grins.

“Barbecue.”

“Barbec-- Jeon Jeongguk, are you insane?”

“C’mon, noona. I’m starved.”

                                                          〰️

“You wanna slow down there, champ?” you say, amused as you watch Jeongguk shovel another heaped spoonful of rice into his full cheeks. He smiles, tight-lipped, chewing and swallowing.

“Do you have work tomorrow, noona?” Jeongguk asks, reaching for a napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth.

“I do. Why? You wanna stop by?”

He shrugs.

“Depends. I’m not sure if Taehyung hyung wants to spend the entire day playing Overwatch again. It’s kinda weird though.”

“What is?”

“I never really thought I’d enjoy going to a club. Like, there’s so many people, and it smells like sweat and... other bodily fluids... I mean, how can you work there, noona?”

“I mean, the pay’s pretty good. And for the most part, as long as I’m behind the bar, I’m fine,” you reply. “Most guys are too drunk to coordinate their limbs over the counter and shit, you know?”

“But... the smell... the people...”

“You get used to it after a while. A couple shots every now and again helps.”

“Man,” Jeongguk sighs. “I could never. You’ve got bigger balls than me, noona.”

“So. Should I keep an eye out for you tomorrow night?”

“I’ll text you.”

                                                         〰️

“On your left, Jeon,” Taehyung says, fingers moving frantically across the keyboard of his laptop.

“Yep. I see him,” Jeongguk replies, licking his lips in anticipation.

The ruckus outside of Taehyung’s room is drowned out by the sounds coming from his laptop and Jeongguk’s, two pairs of eyes glued to the screens, half empty Red Bull cans at their feet.

Taehyung whoops when a player of the opposition dies, and Jeongguk grins, chest swelling with pride as they win yet another match.

“Dude.” Taehyung flexes his fingers as Jeongguk finishes off the last of his drink. “Have I ever told you how fucking glad I am that you moved down here?”

“Only every time we’ve played Overwatch together, yeah,” Jeongguk chuckles.

“Well, I just wanna say I’m glad one more time. Another round?”

“Sure, hyung. Just give me a minute. I’m about to piss my fucking pants.”

“I reckon I should get a toilet installed in my room. Do you know how goddamn convenient that’d be?”

“Gross. Your room’s gonna smell even more like shit than it already does,” Jeongguk says, scrunching up his nose as he walks out.

“Dick.”

Jeongguk laughs to himself as he makes his way over to the bathroom and proceeds to empty out a bladder full of coffee and Red Bull. It’s a disgusting combination, and he finds himself wincing at the smell, vowing to never subject his body to such an atrocity, knowing full well he’ll do it again next week when Taehyung is rousing him from his sleep Saturday morning.

He’s in the middle of washing his hands when his phone chimes in the pocket of his sweatpants, and then again when he haphazardly dries his hands on his shirt before he fishes it out.

< hey, guk. i won’t be coming into work tonight :( think we might’ve eaten something weird last night? i feel like shit’s shit > < how’re you? are you feeling alright? have you been gracing the porcelain with your beautiful face like i have?? >

“What’s up with you?”

Jeongguk looks up from his phone at the sound of Taehyung’s voice once he’s stepped back into his room.

“Huh?”

“You look like you just found out your grandpa died,” Taehyung says. His eyes grow wide the second he finishes. “Wait. He didn’t, did he? Oh my God, fuck. I’m so--”

“No, I’m fine. My grandpa died when I was two, hyung. I’m good,” Jeongguk replies, sitting back down in front of his laptop, phone tucked back into his sweatpants.

“Oh. Then why were you looking at your phone like that? Don’t tell me you got kicked off one of the teams, man. I was looking forward to coming watch you.”

Jeongguk snorts.

“You told me yesterday that you wanted to pick up chicks and dicks at every game.”

“That too. But, for real. What’s up?”

Jeongguk hesitates, worrying at his lip and picking at the edge of his thumbnail.

“Nothing. _____ noona just texted me saying she won’t be going to work tonight, that’s all,” he says, trying to sound casual, unbothered. Taehyung, however, sees right past that, arching a questioning eyebrow at the younger.

“_____?” Jeongguk shrugs, reaching over to grab a new can of Red Bull. “As in... my sister, _____?”

“Step sister,” Jeongguk mutters under his breath.

“You can’t pull the ‘step sister’ card on me, dude,” Taehyung laughs. “But, regardless, explain.”

“Wh-- um, what am I explaining exactly?”

“Let’s start with why you’re texting my sister.”

Jeongguk watches Taehyung crack open another can of Red Bull, leaning back against his bed with a growing smirk on his lips. Jeongguk doesn’t know why he’s nervous; he’s not guilty of anything, and it’s an innocent question from Taehyung. He knows nothing about his not-crush; if anything, his smugness is an indication that Taehyung assumes Jeongguk has joined the gang of guys having sex with you.

Jeongguk desperately wills the rising blood to his cheeks away at the thought.

“Well, uh... we’re both in Film Society together,” Jeongguk offers.

“And?” Taehyung prompts. “Just ‘cause you guys are in the same club, doesn’t mean you gotta be texting each other.”

“Uh... I asked her to have dinner with me last night after Film Society because I still owe her from baseball. And, uh, we were just talking and stuff. I was gonna go down to the club and hangout today if she was working.”

“Uh huh.” The corners of Taehyung’s mouth twitch as he holds back a grin. “And, just to clarify, you were the one who asked her to have dinner with you last night?”

“Um... yeah.”

“Jeon Jeongguk, are you fucking my sister?”

Jeongguk stutters and stammers at Taehyung’s question, caught off guard by how upfront the elder is. He can’t even begin to comprehend it all, mind reeling with hypotheticals and an out of control imagination that he has to get a grip of.

“Wh-- h-hyung!” he splutters. “No! N-no, I... I’m not h-having sex with your sister! I swear! We were just... w-we just hung out last night after Film Society. We’re just friends.”

Taehyung hums, fingers tapping on the rim of his can as he says, “I mean, sure, but _____’s also friends with Jimin, and Yoongi hyung, and a bunch of other frat dudes, but that doesn’t stop them from doin’ the do any time they’re feeling horny.” Jeongguk looks everywhere but at Taehyung; Taehyung chuckles at the sheer panic on the younger’s face. “Hey. Dude, it’s fine. If you’re fucking my sister, it’s chill. I don’t really care. She can do whatever she wants; it’s her body. And you can do whatever you want.”

“Hyung... seriously. I haven’t had sex with _____ noona,” Jeongguk urges.

“Hmm. Well, if that’s true, then I’m surprised. You seem like you’d be her ideal lay.”

Jeongguk opens his mouth to ask for some clarification, but Taehyung cuts him off with a slap to the younger’s knee, jerking his chin towards his laptop.

                                                         〰️

“I love Saturdays. Don’t you love Saturdays, Guk?” Hoseok asks.

“Huh? Oh. Yeah, sure,” Jeongguk says, not looking up from his phone, resting on his elbows against the kitchen counter. “Hey, um. Do you know how to make juk, hyung?”

Hoseok looks at him with confusion, bottle of soju in hand.

“Jeongguk, no one in this house cooks. Well, no one except Jin hyung, but he’s busy with Namjoon doing whatever the fuck they do on Saturdays. Those lame slam poetry readings at those bougie bars or whatever.”

“Oh.”

“Why? Do you want juk? They probably sell instant juk at convenience stores and shit. It’s probably not the kind your mama makes, but who’s expecting that?”

“Aren’t those, like, super salty and bad for you?”

“Probably,” Hoseok replies, shrugging. “But it’s either that, or you learn how to cook, dude.”

“True.”

“I guess if you want the good shit, you’d go to, like, a supermarket. If you’ve got the funds, anyway.”

“Right.” Jeongguk taps his finger against his phone, thinking. “Do you think anyone’ll let me borrow their car, hyung?”

“Probably not. We have a bad rep with cars, and on Saturdays, they’re either in use, or two kilometres away from being totalled. You can use my board if you want though.”

“Yeah?”

“As long as you return it in one piece.”

“Of course, hyung,” Jeongguk replies, straightening up with a smile. “I’m not Taehyung hyung.”

                                                         〰️

Jeongguk holds Hoseok’s skateboard tucked tightly between his arm and side, wary of keeping a distance from the stacked foods along the shelves. He picks up a plastic wrapped styrofoam cup of instant soup, turning it in his hand to read off the label.

Reduced salt.

That sounds like a good thing, right?

He puts the cup back onto the shelf, and pulls out his phone to read off the list he’d typed up earlier.

Instant juk. Bananas. Plain crackers. Something with electrolytes.

Jeongguk frowns at the shelves full of cups of instant foods, lamenting on all the requests he turned down from his mother to join her in the kitchen back home in Busan. This’ll have to do for now, he muses, making a mental note to learn how to cook.

Jeongguk wanders the aisles and picks up everything he needs: three cups of instant juk (reduced salt), a bundle of bananas, unsalted rice crackers, and two bottles of Pocari Sweat. He watches, adjusting his grip on the skateboard, as the cashier scans and bags everything, taking his card and swiping it through the machine boredly.

(A second mental note: start looking for a job.)

The ride to the Eta Theta Tau sorority house is uneventful and quick, the streets not too busy; Jeongguk assumes that at eight o’clock in the evening on a Saturday, most normal college students are getting ready for parties, not riding down the empty streets on a borrowed skateboard to bring food to their friend-slash-maybe-but-not-really-crush.

When he gets to the front door of the Eta Theta Tau sorority house, it occurs to Jeongguk that he has no idea what the protocol is: does he knock, or is he allowed to walk right in? He’s not here for a party. He picks up the skateboard, tucks it under his arm, shifting his hold on the bag of groceries to grab his phone.

But he hesitates again because he could call, but you might not be feeling well enough to meet him at the doo--

“Oh!”

Jeongguk looks up to find the front door now wide open, a wide-eyed and surprised Halla standing in the doorway.

“Jeongguk... sunbaenim, right?” she asks, smiling politely.

“Uh, yeah. Halla, right? From the party?” Jeongguk asks back, eyes narrowed slightly in thought.

“That’s me. What brings you to the Hot Box, sunbaenim?”

“Oh. Right. Um, _____ noona’s here, right?”

“Yeah, she is! Although, she’s not feelin’ so hot right now. Food poisoning, I think she said. Real gnarly.” Halla makes a face, shaking her head. “But she’s upstairs in her room, if you so dare to enter the dragon’s lair.” Jeongguk chuckles, stepping inside when she steps aside and waves an arm, letting him in.

“Thanks. You heading out somewhere?” he asks.

“Mhm! Hyuna unnie told me to meet her down at the Pie Hole,” Halla answers, fixing her hair.

“The... Pie Hole?”

“The Delta Pi frat house. Their parties are supposed to be epic. Unforgettable.”

“Does every frat and sorority have a nickname or something?”

“From what I’ve heard? I think so.”

“Uh huh. Wait. What’s the nickname for Beta Tau then?”

Halla tilts her head, lower lip jutted out.

“I think Beta Tau are the Boyscouts or something.” Halla smiles, dipping her head a little in a polite bow. “I’ll see you around, sunbaenim. Tell unnie I hope she gets better soon!”

Jeongguk watches Halla walk off with a wave over her shoulder, waving back dumbfoundedly.

                                                         〰️

You groan softly and lift your head up off the pillow, emerging from your little blanket cocoon at the sound of gentle knocking on your bedroom door.

“Who is it?” you croak.

“It’s me, noona,” you hear, eyebrows rising in surprise at the voice.

“Come in.”

You watch as your door opens slowly, Jeongguk’s head poking into your room tentatively.

“Hey, noona,” he says, smiling as he steps into the room, shutting the door behind him.

“Hey, babe. What’re you doing here? You feeling okay?”

“I’m doin’ okay. But I had, like, five Red Bulls and a couple coffees with Taehyung hyung today, so maybe not.”

You chuckle softly, pushing yourself up to sit against the wall as Jeongguk sets his skateboard down by your door and sits down at the foot of your bed.

“What’s in the bag?” you ask.

“Oh. Um.” He pulls it closer, reaching in to unpack everything, laying it all out on the sheets. “I bought you some stuff. I feel bad, ‘cause... y’know. I asked you to eat barbecue with me last night, but you got sick and I didn’t.”

You click your tongue.

“Guk, it’s fine. It happens. You didn’t have to go and buy me all this.”

“No, for real, noona,” he insists. “Also, um, sorry I only got instant juk. I’d cook you some, but... well, I can’t. I bought you some Pocari Sweat, and some bananas too. Oh, and some rice crackers as well.”

“God, you are really something, Jeongguk,” you say, laughing and shaking your head as you reach for the packet of crackers. “Last time I was sick, Taehyung sat right there, sipping his Coke, saying I had it coming for me.”

“That’s kinda mean.”

“That’s Taehyung for you.”

“Should I cook one of these for you, noona?” Jeongguk asks, reaching for one of the plastic-wrapped styrofoam cups.

“Nah, it’s fine. I’m not crazy hungry right now,” you reply, grabbing his wrist before he can get off your bed. “The crackers and the banana look good.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah,” you chuckle. “Let’s just sit here and watch a crime documentary on Netflix or something. I’m not getting out of this bed for a while.”

“You... you like crime documentaries too, noona?”

Jeongguk looks at you with eyes as wide and round as a baby deer, and you can’t help the fond smile that spreads across your face.

“Sure do, babe,” you say, wiggling your eyebrows.

“Have you seen the Making a Murderer one?” he asks, excitement clear in his eyes as he turns around and sits on his knees, leaning forward with anticipation.

“Oof. A classic. Put that one on.”

                                                         〰️

Jeongguk’s eyes are so hyper-focused on the screen of your laptop, that he doesn’t notice the added weight on his arm right away.

“It’s pretty tough, don’t you think, noona?” he mutters quietly, not turning. “How can you tell if they’re really innocent, or just really good actors?” He doesn’t get a reply. “Noona?”

When Jeongguk finally turns to look at you, he almost chokes on his own spit. The documentary continues to play, but he pays it no attention, stunned silent by the way you’ve fallen asleep on his shoulder, hands softly curled around his forearm. His heartbeat is deafening in his ears, taking in the way your eyelashes seem to cast a slight shadow on your cheeks; the way your lips are parted is unfairly tempting, and Jeongguk isn’t sure how strong his resolve is. He swallows thickly, throat suddenly dry.

“Noon--” Nope. Bad idea, Jeongguk thinks, realising that he should let you sleep since you aren’t feeling well. He leans over as best as he can without disturbing you to pause the documentary, the room drowning in almost complete silence immediately.

The position you’re in is bound to leave you with a stiff neck or a sore shoulder, and as much as he wants to let you sleep, he cannot let you sleep like that. With weird and awkward manoeuvring, he manages to nudge the laptop shut with his socked foot without jostling you too much. He doesn’t know how to go about moving you from your half-sitting-up position to lying down properly on your bed without somehow wrapping his arms around you and getting into a very awkward position that, in the event you wake up in the process, he would have no idea where to begin explaining himself. Still, the need to make sure that you don’t wake up with a sore neck on top of your food poisoning outweighs whatever weird feeling is stirring in his stomach at the sight of you pressed up against him, neatly polished nails stark against his forearm.

He sends a silent apology your way, unable to shake this weird feeling of violating you when he leans over and tucks his hand between the bed and your thighs, slowly lifting you to pull you down gently, stretching your legs out from where you’d pulled them up against his knee. You stir, and Jeongguk freezes immediately at the way you make a soft sound, your head turning slightly, hair falling over your cheek, lips parted. He swallows thickly at the sight before him, all of a sudden hyper aware of how hot his hands feel from the nerves and Something Else, and he withdraws his hand from your thighs as soon as he realises he hasn’t.

Jeongguk waits a beat for you to settle before he attempts to pull his arm out of your grasp. He doesn’t know if he’s only imagining the way your fingers seem to tighten their hold on his forearm ever so slightly, but it makes him freeze again nevertheless. He spends a moment trying to figure out a good plan of action, and maybe it’s the smell of your shampoo, or the faint aroma of perfume hanging in the air, but something seems to lead him to lying down with you.

If he can’t make you lie down on your own, he’ll just coax you into doing it with him.

Jeongguk wraps an arm around your thighs again. There’s a dull ache in his shoulder starting to creep up on him from holding himself up for so long on his elbow, careful not to crush you. Gently he pulls your legs down to slowly drag your body down his bed, your back sliding against the pillows to lay flat on the mattress. Jeongguk stops to shuffle himself down until he’s level with you, your hands still wrapped around his arm, and soon enough, he finds himself hitting the pillow beside you.

Jeongguk stares with wide eyes at your sleeping face, fascinated with the pink of your cheek where it had been resting on his shoulder. If you were to wake up now, he thinks, he would have no clue what to even say to you to begin to explain why he’s here, on your bed, lying beside you, eyelids growing heavy with sudden sleepiness. He feels your fingers twitch against his arm before you start to shift, still asleep, lips in a pout as you roll over onto your side, draping an arm across his stomach.

Jeongguk’s eyes snap open, and he wills all the blood in his body to not head south immediately.

He’s never been more tense in his life, and he’ll be very surprised if the rapid beating of his heart doesn’t wake you up. He swallows thickly and dares to look down, relieved to see that you’re still sound asleep, face smushed up against his chest, soft breaths ghosting across his shirt.

You shuffle again, and Jeongguk has no time to try and hold back his gasp when your leg drapes over his thighs, chest rising with surprise. He stares up at the ceiling, holding his breath as you mumble incoherent words unknowingly.

“Noo--” he starts, stopping himself immediately before he can finish. He breaks out into a cold sweat, hands clammy be his side.

The seconds -- minutes -- seem to tick by slower than usual, the traffic outside quieting down until all Jeongguk can hear is the sound of your breaths while you sleep. Gradually, the urge for everything to rush south subsides in favour of his body warming beside yours, a fond smile forming on his lips the longer he looks at you. This close, he swears he can count all your eyelashes, mentally trace patterns with the tiny moles on your cheek and neck, and before he can stop himself, his eyelids begin to grow heavy, certainly too heavy to keep open any longer.

Jeongguk tells himself he’ll just rest his eyes for a few minutes -- staring at the screen was a lot for his eyes, after all -- but inevitably, without meaning to, he falls asleep, face just inches away from yours.

                                                         〰️

Before you’ve even opened your eyes, the first thing you notice when you wake up is how much stiffer your pillow seems to be than usual, and the way it seems to rise and fall in time to your breaths.

When it dawns on you what you ‘pillow’ is, you slowly crack one eye open, hesitantly focusing your gaze.

Oh fuck, is your initial thought.

Oh. FUCK, is your second.

You stomach stirs ominously; it’s unpleasant, but tolerable, and definitely better than how it was yesterday. You open both eyes properly to take a look at Jeongguk’s sleeping face, and you curse yourself for staring, completely enamoured by his parted pink lips and the slight flush creeping on his cheek from where its pressed up against your pillow. Every fibre of your being is telling you to look away or push him off the bed and wake him up, but you can’t. You can’t bring yourself to look away, not when Jeongguk’s lips look so ready for a quick peck, or how adorable the fading scars from past pimples scatter his cheeks like faint freckles.

You really should turn away, or at least shut your eyes and pretend to still be asleep in case he wakes up, but you just can’t.

You hold your breath when Jeongguk starts to stir, tongue darting out to lick his chapped lips, nose and eyebrows scrunching up. He takes a deep breath in, and groans slowly as his eyes blink open.

It takes him a moment to properly wake up.

“G’mornin’, noona,” he says, voice croaky and rough with sleep. He clears his throat quietly, one hand reaching up to rub his eyes.

Then, all of a sudden, Jeongguk stops, freezes, before lowering his hand slowly to look at you.

“Noona!” he cries out, jerking back so quickly to create distance between the both of you that he ends up falling off the bed completely. You gasp, scrambling up onto your knees to lean over.

“Jeongguk? You okay?” you ask.

His words come out rapid fire as he quickly gets up to stand, hands frantically trying to tame his hair. “Yep. Mhm. Yep. I’m good. I’m okay.” His eyes look all around the room, anywhere but you, and it’s cute as fuck -- so cute, that you can’t help but smile fondly as he clears his throat and scratches the side of his neck.

“You okay?” you ask again, stretching your hand out. He looks at your hand like it’s the first time he’s ever seen a hand, but takes it eventually, standing to sit down on the edge of your bed.

“Yeah,” he says softly. “Sorry.”

“For what?”

“Well, I-I mean... I fell asleep here... and I probably took up all the space... a-and--”

“Babe. It’s fine.”

“Huh?”

“It’s fine. I’m glad you slept over, actually. It was nice to know someone was watchin’ out for me,” you reply, laughing.

“Oh.” Jeongguk blinks, as if processing the information. “Well, I felt bad -- I still do, honestly. You wouldn’t have gotten sick if I didn’t ask you to have dinner with me.”

You click your tongue.

“I said it last night, and I’m saying it again: Jeon Jeongguk, it’s fine. It happens. Don’t beat yourself up about it,” you say, shuffling over to drape yourself over his back, chin resting on his shoulder, arms loosely locked around his neck. He stiffens a little, and tries his best not to be so obvious with the way he breathes in sharply at the sudden hug. “And you bought me all that stuff. If you owed me because I got sick -- which you definitely don’t -- you’ve already paid it back. Consider yourself a debt free man.”

Jeongguk worries at his bottom lip, fidgeting with his fingers, thoughts running a mile a minute because this is all too much to handle so early in the morning. This close, he can smell your shampoo, and the remnants of your perfume, and he’s a little dizzy with how nice the combination is.

“I mean...” he starts. “If... if you’re sure, noona.”

“A hundred percent,” you reply back instantly. “Don’t worry so much. You’re the last person in Beta Tau to owe me anything right now. You have nothing to feel bad about. ‘Kay?” You see Jeongguk jut his bottom lip out, nodding back in reply anyway.

“Mmkay.”

                                                         〰️

“Jeon Jeongguk.”

Jeongguk furrows his brow, Hoseok’s skateboard tucked under his arm, the laces of his sneakers half untied. The sight of Taehyung, Jimin, Hoseok and a disgruntled Yoongi in front of him, arms crossed over their chests, is a strange thing to see at half past ten in the morning, and Jeongguk is undoubtedly confused.

“Uh... yeah?”

“Where’ve you been?” Jimin asks. “You didn’t come home last night.”

Jeongguk clears his throat, and straightens up, shoving his free hand into the pocket of his sweatpants as he toes off his shoes.

“Right. Yeah, um. Sorry.”

“Where’ve you been?” Taehyung says, repeating Jimin’s question.

“Um. The Hot Box?”

“The Hot Box,” Hoseok repeats, eyes narrowing with suspicion. “You spent the night at the Hot Box. And what business do you have over there?”

Jeongguk clears his throat again and sniffs, tampering down the nervousness that’s quickly rising in his chest, instead feigning nonchalance.

“Well, if you must know, hyung,” he replies. “I was taking care of _____ noona.”

Yoongi eyes dart towards the younger, expression giving no clues away.

“‘Taking care of _____’,” Taehyung repeats, fingers curling in the air in makeshift quotation marks.

“Taking care of her... with your dick?” Jimin asks, smirking.

“No,” Jeongguk says, proud of himself for not choking on his own spit at the accusation. “She had -- no, has food poisoning. I was making sure she was okay.”

“Making sure she was okay by giving her a little Netflix and Chill.”

“Yeah, but not in the way you’re implying, hyung. We watched a crime documentary and slept.”

“And did your dick make an appearance, Jeon?” Taehyung asks, sniggering.

“Wh-- no!”

“You’ve slept over at _____’s room twice now, and you’re telling me you two haven’t fucked?” Hoseok asks. “Honestly, I dunno if I’m more surprised by you or her!”

“You idiots woke me up for this?” Yoongi says, sighing and ruffling his hair. “Who cares if Guk and _____ are fuckin’?”

“I do,” Jimin says, jabbing his finger against his chest.

“Why?”

“Because I think it’s only fair that our fellow brother here gets a good piece of ass during his time here. _____ needs a good talking to.”

“Oh. She’s gonna get one,” Taehyung says, nodding firmly.

Jeongguk watches Yoongi shut his eyes and take a long, deep breath in through his nose.

“I’m out,” he says. “You bitches are on a whole ‘nother level of ridiculous.”

Hoseok steps forward towards Jeongguk, draping his arm around the younger’s shoulders as Yoongi shuffles away and back upstairs to his room.

“Dude. You really didn’t bone _____? For reals?” he asks.

“I didn’t,” Jeongguk replies, toeing off his shoes. “You can ask her if you want.”

“Damn. Prayer circle for the Jeon, coming right up,” Taehyung says, frowning.

                                                          〰️

You drop your bag down with a loud thud, dropping yourself down onto the bench and leaning over to snatch Taehyung’s drink right out of his grasp, just as he’s about to take a sip.

“That’s it,” you say, sipping loudly on his Coke. “I’m quitting Yoga.”

“Wh-- oh wow, hello,” Jimin says, eyebrows raised as he gives you a onceover.

“Please keep your dick at bay, Park Jimin. I feel like death.”

“Yoga?” Taehyung chuckles, taking his drink back.

“Hot yoga. Jesus fuck, I thought I was gonna pass out doing the goddamn downward dog.” You sigh, tucking a sweaty lock of hair behind your ear. “Where is everyone?”

“It’s Monday morning. Probably asleep.”

“Except Jeongguk. He’s at practice,” Jimin says, leaning over to take a sip from Taehyung’s drink too.

“Oh?” You sit up onto the table, eyebrow raised as you cross your legs. “Swim, or baseball?”

“Can’t remember, but the guy was up at the fuckin’ crack of dawn.”

“I have a question though, o great sister of mine: you really haven’t hooked up with Jeongguk?” Taehyung asks, leaning forward and nudging your yoga pants-covered knee. “Like, legit?”

“Yeah, legit. Why? Is that really so hard to believe?” you ask.

“A little, mainly because he seems like he’s right up your alley.” Taehyung finishes off his drink, before tossing the empty cup into the closest trash can, groaning when it bounces off the rim and falls to the concrete ground, lid popping off on impact. “But, hey. If he’s not your type, he’s not your type.”

“Well... it’s not that he’s not my type, per se...”

“So, you do wanna bone.”

“I mean... if he asked, I wouldn’t say no. I’m not ins--”

“Hey. Wow, you look... gross.”

Three heads turn, watching Hoseok approach the table, Jeongguk and Namjoon following right behind. You scoff at the scowl on Hoseok’s face.

“Dude. Showers exist for a reason,” he says.

“Give me a break. You try doing hot yoga on the cusp of Summer, bitch,” you say.

“No one forced you to join the Yoga Club. That was your choice. And clubs don’t contribute to your grades, so it’s not like you have to do the hot yoga sesh to be able to graduate.”

“Whatever. I’ll leave then if my sweat is so offensive to you, oppa.”

“Ya nasty, _____. Downright nasty.”

You roll your eyes and get off the table, bending down to pick up your bag.

“I actually do have to go though. I have a lab at nine,” you say.

“How fun,” Namjoon says, chuckling.

“Oh, definitely. We’re dissecting spleens today. Joy.”

“I hope you’re gonna shower first,” Hoseok says. “See, you should be more like Jeongguk here. Jeongguk swam, like, ten kilometres, was soaked head to toe in chlorinated water, and still had the decency to take a shower before coming here. Why can’t you be more like Guk here?”

You look over Hoseok’s shoulder to where Jeongguk stands, one strap of his bag slung over his shoulder, giving you a little wave and a shy smile.

“Hey, Guk,” you say, smiling back, glaring at Hoseok briefly, your whole demeanour shifting quickly, depending on who your attention is directed at. “How was practice?”

“Hey. Yeah, it was good, noona,” he replies, carding his fingers through his still-damp hair. “I haven’t swam that much in a while though, so I’m probably gonna be sore for a few days.”

“I’m sure _____’ll be more than happy to give you a massage,” Jimin says, smirking. “Her hands are amazing, dude.”

Jeongguk’s cheeks colour and warm up while you turn to look at Jimin over your shoulder with a pointed look.

“Well these hands won’t be goin’ anywhere near you any time soon, babe,” you say.

“Woah, woah, woah. Wait. That’s not fair!”

“Should’ve thought of that before you said some clown shit, you fool. Alright. I’m off.”

“Wait, noona,” Jeongguk says, hand on your wrist to stop you from walking too far. “When’s your last class today?”

“I’ll be done by three today. You want me to wait for you before we go to Photography?”

“I mean... if that’s okay with you. My last class finishes at four.”

“That’s all good,” you say. “I got some books I need to pick up from the library anyway.”

“Ah. Should I meet you there, noona?”

“If you want. Or I can meet you somewhere closer.”

Jeongguk hums softly, lips pouted as he thinks it over.

“The library should be good,” he replies. “I’ll run over as soon as I’m done.”

“Sounds good -- but you don’t have to literally run, babe.”

“Eh. What’s a light jog in the middle of the day?”

You snort, shaking your head with a laugh.

“Alright, well, I’m off. I’ll see you losers later!” you say, waving over Jeongguk’s shoulder at the rest of the group, who reply with tired waves back.

                                                          〰️

“I see we’ve got some new faces,” Jaewon says, rolling a camera lens between his hands, watching as people file into the room. “Hmm? I see the troublemaker’s back.”

“Wow,” you say, scoffing. “You’re really gonna say that when you made me the subject of your last portfolio?”

“You’ve got a pretty face, _____, but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re like a goddamn typhoon when it comes to the student body.”

“_____’s got the student body,” Yura says as she walks past, sending a wink your way.

“Glad to see you’ve always got my back, unnie,” you say, laughing.

“Ooh, new guy,” Wheein says, sidling up to Jaewon. “Wow. Look at that jawline. That shit could cut a brick.”

“Guys, this is Jeongguk. Guk, this is Jaewon oppa, president of the club; Yura unnie, the secretary; and Wheein unnie, the treasurer.”

“Hello. It’s nice to meet you guys,” Jeongguk says, bowing his head in greeting.

“Hey, as VP, couldn’t you make more of an effort to get here earlier? You should be setting an example to the rest of the club members,” Jaewon sighs, nudging your shoulder with the camera lens.

“Hey, I got here, didn’t I?” you reply. “And besides, I waited for Jeongguk to finish class so that we could walk here together. It’s his first meeting and all.”

“Yeah, yeah. Alright. Let’s get started. Everyone, grab a seat!”

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“Well, we’re getting closer to the Summer break. Should we set a little project, kids?” Jaewon asks; he’s met with a room of groans.

“Hey, c’mon, guys,” you say, laughing from where you’re sitting on the edge of the table. “It’s not gonna be that bad. It’s not even mandatory. It’s just a club, remember?”

“Way to keep them motivated, VP. Anyway, in the spirit of photography, we’re gonna set a little project for you kids. We want you guys to build up a portfolio of pictures that showcases your Summer.”

“It doesn’t have to be a huge portfolio,” you add. “It can have as little or as many photos as you want, just as long as it captures the essence of your beautiful time away from these lecture theatres.”

“We’re planning on having the presentations on the second meeting after the Summer break, just to give you guys some time to edit the photos and compile everything together, but you’ll have the whole break to take all the photos you want.”

“The next few meetings until the break’ll be some time to plan out your portfolios and take some test shots around campus, if you so please. It’s a free for all; you pick your photos and topics. Everyone just remember the club rules—”

“No nudes, no lewds, no boobs,” Jaewon finishes.

“It’s a damn shame, honestly,” Wheein says as the club members disperse, sliding off the table she was sitting on to cross the room and grab her camera. “_____ photographs so well when she’s naked.”

The club sniggers and you laugh loudly, amused by the scandalised look on Jaewon’s face.

“Why do you act like you’ve never seen _____ naked?” Yura asks, shoving Jaewon’s shoulder. “I saw your fucking portfolio’s B-cuts, idiot.”

“What a church boy,” Wheein says, grinning as she wraps an arm around Yura’s waist, chin resting on her shoulder.

“Well... I don’t think I’ve ever met a church boy who sends dick pics to the entire yoga club — allegedly by accident.”

“That was no fuckin’ accident.”

“Jeongguk, right?”

“Um, yep,” Jeongguk asks, frozen at your side.

“You’re not a church boy, are you?”

“Um... not that I’m aware of, no?”

Yura and Wheein look at you pointedly; you shrug dismissively in reply.

                                                         〰️

“You know some... interesting people, noona,” Jeongguk says, chuckling as you both walk out of the club room, slinging his bag onto his shoulder.

“I’m sure you’ll meet a few characters while you’re here, babe,” you laugh. “You’re in two clubs and two varsity sports teams.”

“It’s funny. I thought I needed to join more clubs, because I was worried I wasn’t in enough. But I dunno if I could handle more than what I already have.”

“Mmm, I think you’re good for now. You’re in more than everyone else at Beta Tau. I think those guys are more interested in maintaining their place at the frat, to be honest.”

“That’s fair, I guess.”

“What are you doing for the rest of the night?” you ask.

“Not sure, but I’m exhausted,” Jeongguk replies, running his fingers through his hair.

“Oh yeah. You’ve been up for a while, huh?” He hums in reply.

“Gonna take a while to get used to this routine, I think.”

You bring Jeongguk over to one of the last remaining food trucks on campus, the smell of hot soup and spicy rice cakes rich in the air.

“Let’s grub, bub,” you say, nodding your head in greeting to the vendor, pulling out one of the plastic stools under the bench, Jeongguk following suit as he drops his bag at his feet.

“Damn. This smells so good,” he says, taking a deep breath.

“Auntie Choi’s the best on campus. You can never go wrong with her food.”

Auntie Choi scoffs, waving her hand dismissively as she laughs quietly and serves you both a bowl of noodles, eventually turning her attention back to cutting up and skewering fish cakes.

“Thank you for the food,” you and Jeongguk say, snapping your chopsticks and digging in.

Jeongguk groans with a mouthful of noodles as he looks at you, and you completely understand, without words, what he’s trying to say. The food is really damn good, there’s absolutely no denying it, and you won’t be even a tiny bit surprised if Jeongguk himself becomes a regular customer just like you.

A bowl of noodles, two plates of spicy rice cakes, and an argument over who was paying — you won eventually — later, the both of you head back to the houses, Jeongguk, once again, dropping you off at the sorority first before he heads back to Beta Tau.

You’re halfway through your nighttime skincare routine when your phone pings with a new message.

< noona, do you have any camera recommendations?? i forgot to ask you earlier at dinner hehe >

“Cute,” you say quietly as you finish rubbing moisturiser into you skin before you reply to him.

The conversation lasts well into the night, the both of you falling asleep somewhere around half past one, in the middle of sharing vine compilations, and you letting Jeongguk know of the inner workings of the Beta Tau Fraternity.

“Woah, dude. You good?” Namjoon says the next morning, eyebrows furrowed as he holds a hand out to stop Jeongguk from walking any further down the hall. “Did you not sleep?”

“Huh?” Jeongguk asks, ruffling his hair mid-yawn. “Oh. Yeah, I’m good, hyung. Just had a late night.”

“Thought you would’ve knocked out in an instant. You were up even earlier than me and Jin hyung yesterday.”

Jeongguk chuckles tiredly, saying, “yeah, I was pretty exhausted; but, uh... I was talking to _____ noona last night. Lost track of the time I guess.”

“Ah.”

Jeongguk looks at Namjoon, and hates the look the elder gives him.

“Don’t, hyung,” he groans. “I don’t need you giving me shit too.”

“Alright, alright,” Namjoon replies, chuckling.

“Why does everyone react like that anytime I bring up _____ noona?”

“I guess she has... somewhat of a reputation.”

“What, because she sleeps with a lot of people? But she’s a straight A student too. Why doesn’t anyone focus on that?”

Namjoon shrugs, saying, “dunno, but I feel like she’s kind of made her reputation more about her... ‘sleeping habits’, rather than her academic standing.”

“Huh?”

Chuckling, Namjoon pats Jeongguk’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it, Guk. If you enjoy her company, you enjoy her company. _____’s honestly pretty entertaining ninety-nine percent of the time. She’s a good study buddy, good friend, and... I’ll admit it: she’s great in bed too.”

“Wait, wh—”

“Go to class, dude. I gotta go take a shower.”

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Maybe some angst headcanons about Tamaki, Kirishima, and Mirio’s s/o dying in battle? If that’s too angsty I understand lol.

uH I love angst, bet. It’ll be titled like the other angst headcanons about losing a loved one but geared around combat. Also, WOW this got super angsty!!

SPOILERS FOR MIRIO’S HEADCANON

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Headcanon: Losing a Loved One

Eijiro Kirishima

He kept telling himself that you’ve had worse, being thrown threw through a wall wouldn’t be enough to take you out of the fight–let alone… but he didn’t want to dwell on that possibility. 

It happened so fast.

One moment you were running back to the fight.

The next, you had been launched into a building, crashing through what must have been concrete.

He stumbles over rubble and debris (he’s bleeding from a couple of different places), calling for you.

Finally, he spotted you: face down with half of a wall collapsed on top of you.

He calls your name again and you stir, well you try to. The lower half of your body is pinned down.

He can’t lift it–there’s too much and relieving the pressure might hurt you more than helping. 

He hands shake as takes your bloodied ones in his own. 

Your eyes are hazy and he tries to keep you conscious and talking.

“H-hey! It’s gonna be alright. We’ll get Uraraka over here and Midoriya–we’ll get you out of there! We can go see that movie you keep talking about, the one from that book series?”

But you know the truth he doesn’t want to acknowledge.

“I love you, Eijiro. I love you so much. You’re such a great hero.” 

The light leaves your eyes and your hand goes limp. 

The world around him went silent, the air stilled.

No

He didn’t remember what happened after that. 

According to Midoriya, he passed out from blood loss and shock–still holding your hand. 

As soon as he wakes up, he asks about you.

The look shared between Midoriya and Uraraka share tells him enough.

His time in the hospital blurs together, people come to visit him–Mina, Sero, Kaminari, and Bakugou.

Bakugou would visit the most, bringing good, games, books and what might even be called a ‘cheerful’ attitude (well as cheery as Bakugou could get)

He offered Kirishima a place to stay if he didn’t ‘want to stay in that dusty-ass apartment’. 

Kirishima appreciated the excuse to not go back to the home that the two of you had shared.

Going there… he couldn’t face it. 

Your funeral had been a public affair–thousands of people had turned up to mourn your loss.

Eijiro sees the tears of civilians: men, women, and children (some of whom were wearing homemade merch).

It was only after your funeral when he was finally alone that he cried. 

Kirishima would retire from the Hero scene two years later on the anniversary of your death.

The only person who gave him a hard time was Bakugou, “You think taking yourself out of action is gonna make you feel better? That it’s gonna make it easier to grieve or some shit?”

“I’ve been through therapy, Katsuki. I tried throwing myself into work–but that didn’t help. I’m not unbreakable anymore man. And if I can’t do my job, what’s the point?”

The blond just scoffed but didn’t make any more attempts to dissuade his friend.

Time, that’s what everyone said he needed. Time to heal.

But he knows there’s no amount of time that could bring back his confidence as an invincible shield. 

Mirio Togata (spoilers)

Overhaul was taunting him for losing his quirk. The villain was practically baiting the rest of the team… and you knew it.

You held your ground in front of your battered boyfriend and Eri as Nighteye charged the yakuza. 

“I’ve got your back, now get out of here Mirio and take Eri!” You gave him a grin that hid the exhaustion and anger. 

Midoriya appeared to get the two of them out of the room.

You turn to help your teacher, who faced off with Overhaul.

“Alright, you sonovabitch, you’ll pay for what you did!”

Those were the last words Mirio ever heard you say–he lead Eri away. 

At that moment, two spikes shot out of the ground and rammed themselves through the body of Nighteye.

You screamed as if you were the one who had been impaled as you threw yourself at Overhaul with the intent to kill.

Another spike appeared where your abdomen should have been and blood spurted out of your mouth. 

You tried to move, to unimpale yourself, to keep fighting–the adrenaline fueling you.

But you were stuck.

And the corners of your vision started to go dark…

You thought of Mirio and panicked–he would be so upset! Not the mention how angry Nighteye would be at you for becoming sloppy at the last moment.

I’m sorry

They would find your body among the rubble, expression pained and eyes looking toward where Mirio had escaped with dried tears on your cheeks. 

In a fell swoop, Lemillion lost two of the most important people in his life and his quirk.

He had lost everything…

But he couldn’t sit around doing nothing. 

With gusto, he takes up the role of being Eri’s companion.

He wasn’t sure how to live in a world without you, without Nighteye. 

Mirio knew that the two of them would have scolded him if he just moped around all day. 

Nejire and Amajiki weren’t sure how to help, other than being there for him if he needed it (which he did).

He would find a new purpose.

Bonus:

Everything went dark and silent around Nighteye. Mirio’s face faded from view as a great sorrow overtook the pro’s heart–he lost one pupil to Overhaul and other he had to leave behind. But he knew that Mirio would be alright, he had seen it after all.

“Sir!” His eyes snap open and he sees you in front of him–holding a small pile of manilla files and an attentive expression. “I brought the files you asked for, is there anything else?”

It was his office, spacious, organized and sprinkled with All Might merchandise. He looks to you, young and whole… and he allows a small smile. “No, this is just what I needed. Thank you.”

Tamaki Amajiki

He was foolish for thinking that something this good would stay in his life.

Foolish for believing you when you said you wouldn’t leave him. 

But… he wanted to believe you–wanted to stay with you for as long as possible.

Apparently, the universe had decided the expiration date for the relationship was today. 

It was supposed to be his day off–you were only going to go to Fatgum’s office to drop off some completed paperwork, then you’d be home. 

But duty called and you were available so of course, you dropped everything to go help.

He loves loved that about you, your selfless nature and willingness to sacrifice.

Just this once though, he wished you could have been more selfish. 

He fell asleep on the couch waiting for you to come home and only awoke when his cellphone rang 3 hours later.

“…Fat?” He mumbled in a sleepy haze

“Have ya been watchin’ the news, Tamaki?”

“No, I fell asleep… did something happen?” The silence on the other end sent his stomach turning in knots. It’s then that the dots connect. “Fat… please tell me that everything is ok and everyone is fine.” More silence.“Please.”

“Meet me at the office.”

So he did.

From the Pro’s office, the two took a car to a nearby hospital, Fatgum explaining best he could.

Apparently, you’d shielded a civilian family from an explosion and took heavy damage. But with your quirk (No Pain) you’d walked it off.

No one had known until it was too late–you collapsed on the pavement and medical examination proved their worse fears.

The explosive force had given you a severe concussion which had only been exacerbated by continued combat.

In short, you received so much damage that your body shut itself down to cope. And in doing so had put you into a coma. 

Tamaki wanted to believe that you would be alright.

He wanted to believe that you would wake up.

But he knows deep down there’s no chance of it.

Brain scans revealed limited and low activity.

Hell, you couldn’t even regulate your own body right so machines had to do it for you.

This wasn’t the first time you had been in a coma, your quirk made you highly susceptible to them.

But this would be the first and last time you wouldn’t wake up from one.

Eventually, all signs of brain activity ceased–and the only thing that kept your heart going was machinery. 

You were gone even though a monitor making noise said otherwise.

You were given a Hero’s Funeral–big names from all across the country appeared to honor your passing. 

If pressed, Tamaki would confess he doesn’t remember much of what happened during or after the funeral. 

Fatgum decided to consign the younger man to desk-duty, insisting that it would be temporary.

But Suneater knew that there was no way that he could go out into the public sphere.

The chance of him messing up was too great.

Mirio would show up randomly at his apartment or work with food and then proceed to eat with his best friend.

 Tamaki never said it, but he was grateful for the company.

Well, the company of someone who was still alive anyway.

He would see you flit by his desk, he could hear you as you would hum as you read reports. 

Sometimes, he delved into his mind and relived some of his fondest memories of you. 

And then there would be the days when he realized he couldn’t remember what your voice sounded like. 

Or how you smelled

Or what your eye color was.

He was terrified of forgetting you.

[yoshimickster]

Rwby Volume 5 Episode ten-ITS GOIN’ DOWN Y’ALL-Micksterecap(spoilers)

HEY Y’ALL-sorry I’m late, I just saw the new Star Wars, SUPER good, although I feel Mark and Carrie stole the show from the newbies(may she rest in piece)-NOW LET’S SEE WHO DIES!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH-the episode STARTS WITH-

ANGSTY COFFEE TIME! Qrow’s coffee I should mention most likely NOT full of booze, as its been shown he’s a happy drinker not a sad drinker...kind of...the BETTER version of alocholism, but still...

The two have a conversation that is BASICALLY this:

Qrow: We’re fucked.

Ozcarpin: Now we’re not.

Qrow: YES-we are.

Ozcarpin: NO-we’re NOT!

Qrow: ALL OF MY CASUAL FRIENDS ARE DEAD OZ! 

MEANWHILE IN THE RWBY ARTISTS ROOM

ArtguyA: You think killing off all of Qrow’s colleagues is a cheap way to not show what they looked like?

ArtguyB: Look the animation people BARELEY have enough money to do a full crowd anymore of a new town, BARE MINIMUM YO!

3:00 RUBY-then walks on in to ask the VERY pertinent quesion of if the Beacon Academy relic was stolen by Cinder-BUT-t’aint. Ain’t blaming her for worrying though, you can’t be too careful around the Legion of Salem’s unnamed faction(seriously RT, its been TWO SEASONS-give them a NAME).

4:00 She THEN asks his cane is a relic-AND-it ain’t-SORRY FAN THEORISTS! And NO-this isn’t the episode where we learn what the hell that stupid thing DOES! FIVE FREAKING SEASONS!

Well that was a fun little informative scene, now to get the other students and get this show on the-

4:22 *BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*

DAMMIT QROW-don’t answer your scroll in a meeting, that’s just RWDE!

BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY-its going DOWN-the trap is straight up mother-fucking going DOWN! ALSO-anyone else find it weird how all photos are 2-D  paintings? Its gotten so I can’t tell what’s an actual painting or just a photograph in this universe.

Thankfully both Oz AND Qrow realize its probably a trap as they have fully functioning brains.

5:17 A CUT TOO-

Raven and Leo having one of their CLASSIC bull sessions. I’d also make a joke about the two having an affair but...yeah Raven can do better than this wuss, and considering how much I hate her that SAYS something.

Leo “Cowardly” Lionheart reveals he betrayed Oz because he’s afraid of Salem and FUCK HIM-unless he redeems himself. Yeah, FUCK HIM UNLESS HE REDEEMS HIMSELF!

ALSO-did anyone else think the reason he was working with Salem was because Vernal was his daughter? That’s what I thought, but I guess I was wrong.

CLOSE IT OUT-with Salem trying to tell Leo he was doing right by him while OBVIOUSLY talking about her own cowardly ass-AND BACK TO THE BELLADONNA HOUSEHOLD! Man I was expecting we’d have to wait 10 minutes for that, PHEW!

WE THEN SEE-Kali isn’t dead-HUZZAH! ALSO-

6:58

Angry cat mom is judging you.

Seriously, when the person you’re protecting can defend herself better with a damn TEA tray than you can, yoooooooooooou suck. Seriously these guards are like those faceless rebel soldiers in Star Wars Rebels-GET IT IN GAME YO!

NANANANANANA-BAT FAUNUS! ALSO-bunny dude is still alive, good on him! Well...alive for NOW at least.

Thankfully though-

7:08 Mama Belladonna don’t TAKE none of that shit! THIS IS HER HOUSE MOTHER FUCKER! All while the OTHER gaurd is in the background being all “WAH-I’m INJURED!” SUCK IT UP LADY-we got amputees in this show gutsier than you! So chop off your arm, robo-up, AND GET BACK OUT THERE!

7:13 Look at that face, that’s the face of someone thing “Seriously? I’m going to get killed by a TEA TRAY?!”

But enough about whether Kali survives or not-WHICH NONE OF US ARE PARANOID OVER-A CUT TO-

7:15 THE END SCENE FROM LAST EPISODE! One would THINK this would be where the ep starts, but we just REALLY needed confirmation that Lionheart was a pussy, THAT wasn’t something we couldn’t get from subtext alone!

7:36 Blake than pisses off Ilia which prompts her to LUNGE down-

BUT THEN-

7:37

7:38

HO-LEE-SHIT, that was some NINJA stuff right there! Kudos Baby Belladonna, kudos.

Its then a CUTTHROAT BATTLE of angtsty whip sword faunus VERSUS angsty whipsword faunus!

7:56

OH SHIT-she did an Injustice 2 Clash! Risky move, if successful  you take away 30 percent of their HP, in not YOU can lose HP.

Blake LOSES said clash(like I said risky), prompting ILIA-*

8:36 To go FULL ON faunus ninja mode! Okay its SCARY how much these two have in common, I can not stop being sad that they aren’t on the same side.

8:46

Ilia: Why couldn’t you just LEAVE?!

Blake: Because I run away too much.

DAMN-good self-burn, and during a DEATHMATCH no less.

Blake THEN figures out the BEST way to smoke out Ilia-

9:01 IS BY SMOKING HER OUT! FIRE-gloooooooooooooorious fire! ALSO-can Ilia’s camoflauge work against Blake’s nightvision? If so...DAMN-that’s some X-men shit right there.

ALSO-I can’t believe I never noticed this before-

9:10

9:11

HER SUIT CHANGES COLOR! THAT IS AWESOME! Must be like, specialty cloth made special by U.A’s support class, because what CAN’T a supersmart busty teenager do?

Ilia than gives a bunch of “Bla bla bla-terrorism gets results” BS-UNTIL-

9:54 AW-HA-SHIT-Blake froze your whiiiiiiiiiiiip sword! Into what looks like a candy cane even! HAPPY HOLIDAYS from this racially charged deathmatch!

Blake than KNOCKS THAT SHIT AWAY-and then pounces on her-

10:01 Iiiiiiiiiiiin the most SHIP-baity way POSSIBLE! HAVE FUN WITH THAT-Blackcammo shippers! And yes that’s the ship name-SO SAYETH MICK THE NERD!

But seriously though, the two than have a REAL good cray-RIGHT BEFORE-

10:36 He is Ghira Belladonna, the High Chieftain, and he’s the best he is at what he does, but what he does, ain’t that nice!

BUT THEN-

10:40

OH SHIT-please don’t do him li-

10:46 ZOOP-nevermind, judo throw! Look at Fennec’s face here, is mother-fucking SURPRISED!

10:49 AND HE JUST PULLS THAT SHIT OUT-I fucking LOVE THIS GUY! 

Ghira THEN PROCEEDS to take on BOTH Albain brothers at once because of COURSE he fucking does!

SUN THEN DASHES ONTO THE SCENE-to fight Ilia and protect Blake! ALMOST BOYFRIEND VERSUS ALMOST EX-GIRLFRIEND-let the battle begin!

11:51

D’aw, he initiates clash just like Blake does, that’s cute!

Ilia then tries to zap him again-BUT AW SNAP-all out of dust cartridges! See this is what happens when you raise your kids on action films, conditions them not to reload bullets, AND THEN you get mess-ups like this.

The two are neck in neck, Ilia RIGHT UP AGAINST a breaking support beam-RIGHT BEFORE-

12:09 The SADDEST of sad Blake faces. She could stop a WAR with those tears.

BUT THEN THE PILLAR BREAKS ANYWAY!

12:17  It was at this point Ilia realized, she fucked up. SHIT-what if she dies, I don’t see ANY way of her surviving tha-

12:21 HAIL TO THE MOTHER FUCKING HIGH CHIEF! MAKE STATUES OF HIM-people will buy the SHIT out of them!

BUT ITS NOT OVER-

12:39 Ilia escapes-BUT-its too heavy for greatest person ever Ghira-SO-Sun gets his golden boys to help-WHILE-

12:55 Officer Nick Wilde than goes DOUBLE DOWN on the dust blades-CHARGING RIGHT AT THEM, BUUUUUUUUUUUUT-

13:00

Blake pulls away Ghira-RIGHT BEFORE-

13:03

Fennec falls under it and THEN-

13:04

BUDDA-GOD DAMN BOOM Y’ALL! Oh...oh my lord...that was amazing. That fight scene both took away AND gave me life.

But enough about that, WHAT ABOUT KAL-

13:11 ZOOP-nevermind she’s good. Man, why do they even HAVE bodygaurds, the Belladonnas plus house-guest did WAY more of the fighting than those scrubs they hired. 

13:19 D’aw, cute little mama/cub hug. I’m sure NOTHING will unsettle this sce-

13:31

“EVERYTHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!”

GAH-holy crap! I guess we can scratch HIM off the list of possible reformed villains. He is gonna have QUITE the vendetta if he survives.

He then LUNGES at them, in typical Albain fashion-BUT

13:40 ILIA ZAPS HIM...wait she had more bullets? GIRL-you gotta figure out proper reload times! I know I shouldn’t be complaining given you helped take out a bad guy, but damn girl.

Ilia then gives herself a good cry and CUT TO-

14:01

RIGHT OUTSIDE BELLADONNA MANOR...HUH-I’m so used to cuts transitioning from random scenes I figured we wouldn’t see the direct aftermath until next ep. Good change up guys!

14:25 HEY-look, its Rat guy! I didn’t know he was a cop! Nnnnnnnnnnneat!

14:43 ...hey wait a minute, how come Ilia ain’t in handcuffs? You know she STILL helped in premeditated murder, that should count. CLEH-we get a possible new gay friend, so that’s cool.

After all that...things get...even more tense when Blake...makes the most poignant speech of the year about hatred and letting others speak for you. I was going to quote it, but its just too damn poignant and beautiful that I can’t do it justice.

AND THEN THE REST IS GLORIOUS-Ilia says she’ll stand with Blake, Blake than forgives her, faunus left and right joins the cause-THIS SCENE-

18:12

“You stabbed me!”

Ilia: I-

*PINCH*

Ilia: OH!

Sun: There, let’s just call it even.

CLOSE IT OUT-with Ghira mentioning the attack is 2 weeks away, they need to army the SHIT out of their new recruits, and Blake makes a cute reference to the sea captain-BEST EPISODE EVER! SERIOUSLY-this was FUCKING amazing! Oh sweet satan how are they gonna top THAT?!

[syll-simpsss]

Kuroko no Basuke: Last Game (feat. my shameless fangirling)

Look, AkaKuro’s standing next to each other! ❤❤❤❤

The order of everything I’d written here might be in random, because I was mentally screaming all the way through the entire movie. Mentally, because I couldn’t just shout “FUCK THAT’S MY OTP!!! AREN’T THEY BEAUTIFUL TOGETHER??” with anime heart eyes every time AkaKuro appeared on screen. I’m in the cinemas with equally brooding fanboys and fangirls so nope.

This is full of spoilers and shitposting. Proceed at your own risk. XD

Kagami’s backstory. Who would’ve thought that such a bright ray of sunshine was once a tol angsty child. Well, everyone probably went through that phase so-

THE CALL

THE ASSHOLES AKA TEAM JABBERWOCK

One thing I realized while I was watching the entire Strky vs Jabberwock match was how much I love Kasamatsu, Miyaji, Imayoshi, Okamura, and Higuchi (I don’t even know this guy but I love him unconditionally okay?). So, yeah, basically, everyone in Team Strky.

I was waiting for Kasamatsu to slap Nash in the face after the guy spit on his hand, but-- *3*

ANGRY KISEKI KOUHAIS IS MY NEW KINK

The GoM greeting each other in the gym is the most precious thing ever

AKASHI ❤ I’m biased so--

Kuroko following Kagetora in Roppongi to confront the Jabberwock. 

Everyone taken aback by Kuroko’s disappearance lol

Kuroko’s boyfriends protecting him after Nash kicked him. DAMN I GOT SHIVERS AT AKASHI’S EXPRESSION HERE.

Akashi: Stop

Kuroko: Akashi-kun.

Akashi: I understand. Knowing you, you probably want to settle this in a basketball match.

I literally just mentally scream my head off every time AkaKuro is next to each other

EIGO

The match’s setting was different from the one in the manga. And the other characters watched them live which was also different.

GET READY FOR TEAM VORPAL SWORDS BITCHES

(Btw, there were two guys sitting few seats to my right in the cinema who were doing a live commentary of every fucking scene the entire time. I was torn between getting annoyed and fanboying with them because what they were whispering to each other was what I was thinking at that exact moment.)

Everyone being OP AS FUCK

MOSTLY KISE

GODDAMMIT KISE WHY ARE YOU SO OP????

Midorima’s remote control

SAKURAI IS AOMINE’S HARDCORE FANBOY IS2G

Fucking Silver

FUCKING NASH 

Murasakibara and Silver’s match up

GODDAMMIT STOP HURTING MY TREE SON

Silver is an ass

Pouting Murasakibara *sound of angels’ choir in the background*

Everyone giving way to each other so the team could win. #PRECIOUS

THE TEAM PLAYS. #I’MCRYINg

Kuroko: *joins the game*

Jabberwock: LMAO So weak-looking

Jabberwock [5 seconds after Kuroko played]: WHAT THE FUCK??????

DID I MENTION THE TEAM PLAYS??? The AoKaga?? Midorima and Kagami highfiving each other? Murasakibara and Kagami double-teaming Silver? And ofc who could forget AoKi double-teaming Silver

Kise’s Perfect Copy + Aomine’s Zone = beautiful AoKi babies

I swear even Momoi could feel the AOKI in the air. She was too overwhelmed that it brought tears to her eyes. lol

Kise and Silver’s one-on-one

“Kise is the strongest player on the court.” Dude... I already knew that, like, 5 years ago.

Nash’s passes WTAF

Murasakibara getting hurt again. STOP HURTING MY TREE SON I SAY

Takao getting jealous of Akashi and Midorima’s teamplay. Don’t worry Shin-chan’s all yours already. :3

BOKUSHI AND ORESHI’S CONVERSATION. THIS IS IMPORTANT

Kise failing to make the shot because he’s too damn exhausted already. Somebody take his place aaaaaahhhhhhh :’((((((((((

BOKUSHIIIIIIIIIII

“Leave the rest to me, Ryouta.”

WHY DIDN’T THEY INCLUDE THIS: “Akashi-kun is Akashi-kun. There is no difference.” THIS IS, LIKE, THE ULTIMATE AKAKURO MOMENT. I’M SO SAD ;-;

“Right now, Akashi’s the most reliable person on the court.” He’s also the most reliable in be-- //slapped

Mayuyu supporting his kouhai from the sidelines. HOW CUTE

Also, can we talk about Mibuchi’s new hairstyle?

Midorima’s three pointers. Also OP as fuck

“My shots will not miss.” His shots through Takao’s heart will also never miss. ;)

Midorima trying to make Kagami feel better. Holy shit the world’s ending soon

Nash’s ability was translated in the movie as “Barrier Eye.” But I actually heard “Belial Eye” every time it was mentioned. But it was called “Demon Eye” in the manga. So which is it? @-@

YOU FUCKING DARE TO ANKLE BREAK AKASHI??? KARMA IS SHIT, YOU--

AKASHI VS NASH

GIVE MURASAKIBARA A DAMN RUBBER BAND

YOU DARE FUCKING INJURE MURASAKIBARA????

MURASAKIBARA’S SMILE CAN PROBABLY CURE ANY KIND OF ILLNESS.

ANGRY KUROKO IS AT THE TOP OF MY KINKS

AOKAGA IN THE FREAKING ZONE TOGETHER ;)

EVERY DAMN TIME AOMINE SHOOTS THE BALL

“Goodbye.”

NAked Akashi

Oreshi and Bokushi fanservice DAMNNNNNNN I NEED MORE. I love the way they parted in the movie, with all the hands holding and the changing of perspectives and just... everything.

Akashi was about to give up

Then Kuroko appears in his line of sight

Then everyone gets an instant power up

AOKAGA DUNKING THE FUCKING BALL TOGETHER

GoM + Seirin bonding moment™

Kagami’s leaving for America.

WHY THE FUCK IS HE LEAVING??? THAT DIDN’T HAPPEN IN THE MANGA????

ANGST

DON’T MAKE ME START ON THE AIRPORT SCENE

God just remembering it makes me tear up

WE HAVE SOME CANON KAGAKURO SCENE HERE

When Kagami ran back to Kuroko, I thought he changed his mind and would say: “It’s more fun playing with you and the rest of the team.” But they just said goodbye to each other and Kagami was thanking Kuroko for everything and all these onion ninjas just started popping out of nowhere and I was dying inside. :’((((((((((

Holy fucks I think I didn’t watch the complete final scene? Now I’m sadder. I mean, I saw some spoiler about the GoM talking about the future or smth?? I DIDN’T SEE THAT. ;-;

LASTLY, WHERE THE FUCK IS NIJIMURA??????? ;-:

Apparently, my lil bro backed out from watching this with me, and I ended up watching it with my dad. Though, in all actuality, he just slept and woke up about quarterway through the movie. And I think he enjoyed the rest of the movie, because he didn’t sleep after that, and that was SOMETHING because he always just sleeps whenever he comes with me and my siblings to the cinemas. 😂😂😂😂 Anyway, I’ll add the others once I remember them.

I BETTER LOOK FOR THAT EXTRA SCENE NOW.

[lovelyladyventress]

Tell me which one of these AUs sounds the most interesting and which one you’d like to read more about? (long post)

Here I am, back at it again with my AU bullshit. Complete with my ugly ass dauntingly long list of AUs that I’d love to write about but can’t seem to decide which one to start writing. This has been going on for the past week, dammit! If it’s not too much trouble, could you please help a girl out and let me know either on here or in a PM which one of these you’re curious about or would like to see implemented in an actual story.

Here are four Cloud-centric AU ideas which include (multiple) gay, bi, and (some) het main/side pairings. Regardless of which one I decide to write first, I (wistful thinking) want to eventually complete most or all of them, even if some of them only end up being one-shots. Thank you! <3

Mercenary Zack and Delivery Boy Cloud AU

Zack, a mercenary, and Cloud, a delivery boy, have been best friends since they were youngsters. Zack is straight but is undeniably (and confusingly into Cloud. Cloud is bi (with a strong leaning towards males) and he’s only recently started to explore that. One day, while Zack and Cloud are hanging out, Zack’s PHS dies and he asks to borrow Cloud’s laptop to check some work-related emails. Cloud says sure, completely forgetting what he’d been “researching” before Zack came over to hang out.

Cloud, suddenly remembering the content of said “research”, screeches out, “NoOoOoO!” whilst comically tripping over himself as he races to stop Zack from opening his laptop.

Zack, being Zack, laughs good-naturedly at Cloud’s behavior and says, “What, don’t want your bestie to see all your fReAkY sHiT LOL?”

Before Cloud can stop him, Zack unlocks the laptop (he knows the password, because, hello, besties) and proceeds to open up about ten tabs of LOUD GAY LEMONY YOU KNOW WHAT (all with actors that are blond and black-haired, hmm s u s p i c i o u s).

Cloud is fucking mortified and literally RUNS out of his own apartment and disappears (disintegrates) into the void while leaving Zack sitting there like a stunned D U M B A S S *insert shocked Pikachu meme here* Hilarity, fluffy romance, and “LeMoNs” ensue.

Main ship and only ship will be Clack/Zakkura. Syrupy sweet, comical, with only a pinch of plot-related angst. Will most likely be a one-shot/two-shot.

Vampire Slayer AU

Set in a world where Shinra keeps the existence of vampires and vampire covens a well-guarded secret from the general public of Midgar in order to keep its citizens calm, orderly, and manageable (see controllable).

Due to the frequency of recent vampire attacks in Midgar’s slums and outlying towns and villages, they charge their best slayer, Cloud Strife, and his partner with the task of finding and killing the progenitor of all vampire-kind in order to end the covert war between humans and vampires and kill off their kind, for good.

That is, until Cloud is double-crossed by his partner, who wants the title of Shinra’s best vampire slayer for himself, and Cloud is left for dead in a forest miles away from civilization. Cloud thinks he’s finally done for this time, until he’s saved by a half-vampire named Vincent, who then proceeds to take Cloud to his maker, Sephiroth, the son of the first progenitor.

Cloud’s only shot at making it out of this alive is playing at Sephiroth’s personal interest in him in a game of cat and mouse until he can get the vampire to trust him enough to let him get close to the progenitor in order to (finally) end the war once and for all and return to his former life.

Main ships are Sefikura with a possibility of some Strifentine. Side ships are Aerti, Scarlet x Elena, and a bunch of others. Angsty, passionate, romantic, and dark. Will probably be a six-shot or more. Who knows?

Life After Meteorfall Canon Divergence AU (I’m excited about this one)

An AU in which both Angeal, Zack, and Aerith (although, just barely) live and help kick Sephiroth’s ass in the final battle. Sephiroth has been defeated by the gang for good (no really, for good y’all), and now the world has turned to healing, mourning, and attempting to rebuild itself after the scars Sephiroth has left behind in his monstrous wake.

Cloud still has lingering feelings for Zack leftover from his time as an infantryman, but desperately hides this fact from both Aerith and Zack because he knows how long they’ve waited and how much suffering they’ve had to endure in order to be with each other. He also cares deeply for both of them and wants them to be happy, despite his own conflicting emotions.

Although Aerith is (slightly) suspicious, Zack is oblivious to it all because he’s finally got the girl of his dreams and has his love-addled goggles on (god dammit Zackary) and asks Cloud to be his best man at their wedding (ugh angst me upppppp baby).

Angeal, however, is not oblivious to it in the slightest. He sees the overly forced smiles, the longing stares, the glances of complete and utter h e a r t b r e a k Cloud shoots Zack when he thinks no one is watching/paying attention to him. And finally, fed up after months of sitting back and just silently observing Cloud falling into emotional ruin, Angeal finally intends to do something about it, honor be damned.

Main ship is Cloudgeal. Side pairings are Zerith, Rude x Tifa (don’t judge me, y’all, I ship SO MUCH this fandom), and possibly many more. Angsty, fluffy, romantic, and with a ridiculously happy ending where everyone reaches a happy, healthy understanding. Will most likely be either a three-shot or a six-shot.

Omegaverse SOLDIER AU (let me liveeeeeee, dammit!)

After failing to get into SOLDIER three times in a row (the max amount of times one can attempt in their lifetime) and having his childhood dream of becoming a hero shattered like glass, Cloud, a Beta cadet, is more than done with SOLDIER and everything to do with the corrupt Shinra Corporation (Uh huh. Suuuuure).

This opinion is only further solidified when Cloud discovers the tragic fate of his hometown: Nibelheim, in an “unprecedented” explosion of its Mako Reactor, burns to the ground, resulting in the deaths of Cloud’s mother and every single person Cloud grew up with. With no home to return to, Cloud, following his best friend Zack Fair’s advice, begrudgingly decides to join the Shinra military as an infantryman and work as a menial grunt for the military’s more prominent SOLDIER members.

That is, until one day during a mission Cloud’s entire unit, including a group of skilled Third and Second Class SOLDIERS assisting them, are slaughtered in a brutal, bloody conflict, leaving Cloud the only one left alive after the mission’s end.

This not only catches the eye of the Director of SOLDIER himself, but several of its First Class members, who are so impressed with the Beta’s strength that they wish to assess Cloud’s capabilities for themselves, personally. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

This leads Cloud down a path filled with convincing lies and hard truths as he discovers the reality of his origins, unveiling secrets about Shinra and his past that he could have gone a lifetime without knowing. He realizes the hard way that sometimes what you dream for, what you desperately wish for, isn’t always something you want in the long run.

Main ships are a tie between Sefikura and Clack/Zakkura (possibly Sephiroth/Cloud/Zack or maybe even a love triangle, ew). I also really wanna try writing out Strifesodos, but I’m leaning towards Banorashipping as a side ship in this cuz its cute and passionate.

A S T R O N G side ship in this is going to be Aerti (featuring Turk!Tifa and Full Cetra!Aerith), along with minor ships like Scarlet x Elena, Tseng x Rufus, and honestly who the fuck knows anymore, lol. This will most likely be the longest story on the list, I’m planning for at least ten+ chapters.

Also, not shaming it in any way, but just FYI for the people who are interested, there will be no pregnancy in this story. It’s just not my thing. <3

Again, all of these AU’s are subject to change, but I’d love to bounce ideas back and forth and see what certain shippers would like to see in the fandom. I’m really receptive to discussing fics in general, even if its an idea about one of your own stories you wanna talk about. :)

If you actually read all of that, THANK YOU KINDLY! <33333