#as you can see im learning a lot from my chemistry class

[morally-earl-gray]

call me a benzene ring... cuz im

AROMAnTIC

[studyingwithjay]

How does one study

I never understood

Im the type of person that needs a step by step guide

this is so real !!

when i started college i thought that studying was kind of just reading over the material a bunch of times, and while that may work for some people, it wasn’t super effective for me.

personally, i use a lot of different studying techniques:

1) i will rewrite my notes in a more concise fashion, or rewrite the lecture slides from my professors. i perder to hand write my notes, and especially when i am studying for a test or exam. i will take my lecture notes (or my professor’s slides) and rewrite them, taking note of the main themes. i will do this two or three times, and each time, looking at the original notes less and less until i can recall what the purpose of the lecture was. i will say, i would recommend this technique to be done over a few days because that is what works best for me.

2) write everything i can down about a topic, and then go back and see what my notes say. i will then go over the material and again write everything i can remember, and then repeat this until i can recall everything.

3) *this is my favorite method* find a friend or an empty classroom, and give a lecture on the topic that you are currently studying, without notes to the best of your ability. having to explain (even if it is to an empty classroom) the concepts you are working with can then help you understand what you are talking about on a deeper level.

4) write things down on whiteboards ! if you are in college or university, some classrooms will likely have massive whiteboards, and sometimes just mapping out the concepts that you are working with, or even doing practice problems on a larger surface is both fun and can allow you to work with the material in a different way.

5) if you are in a class in which you need to remember terms and definitions, flash cards can be so super helpful ! there are some free websites you can use, but also making your own flash cards lets you have a portable way to study.

6) sort of similar to #3, explain something to someone you know, preferably someone who isn’t familiar with the subjects you are working with, and ask them to ask you every question they can come up with. this lets you know what the gaps in your understanding are, and also gives you some practice answering questions about the topic.

7) when it comes to topics with questions that you can practice, like symbolic logic, chemistry, or physics, almost like problem solving with equations and a set method, find extra practice problems online! when i took symbolic logic, i spent probably around 10 hours a week in the latter half of the semester going over the practice proofs we did in class, and then looking up more practice questions because i was having a hard time understanding the process.

there is not a wrong way to study, it is truly whatever works for you ! it can also depend on your area of study. i study philosophy and international studies, so we have a lot of papers and presentations, especially about understanding and applying theory. so my study methods revolve around me understanding theory and being able to explain it and apply it to a different topic, so flash cards and practice problems aren’t as useful for where i’m at currently in my studies. but i have friends in STEM who use flash cards a lot, and will supplement their practice problems by explaining to me the theories that they are learning about (which is awesome because i get to learn about psychology and physics, and they get to share what cool things they are learning in their classes !).

i hope some of these are helpful !!

[transfemme-shelterdog]

foxtrot here. (before i get into it, i am an adult, i was just put into school late by my parents, like age seven instead of six for grade 1 etc. im also from the global south if its of any importance. so i graduated with kids a few months to a year younger than me. you can call me a baby or whatever i suppose but its important for what im going to share aha) so i had my last day of school today, and i have my graduation party tomorrow. and i am so incredibly sad about it. because school was literal hell for me (such severe anxiety that i physically could not go to school sometimes + parents who "dont believe in mental health" and also im in stupid amounts of pain. but my parents dont believe me and i hesitate to call it chronic pain) and i literally hated every moment of every day but. my god will i miss my lunch period with my friends and skipping PE classes with a fellow artist to do art instead. i started crying when i realised ill never get to laugh with all twenty of us in the same room ever again and it was soo embarrassing but like. yeah idk shit hurted. i also failed physics which is SO inspiring for me, an aspiring astrophysicist. i nearly had a breakdown in school but im so brave i kept it together until i got home. i cant believe ill never get to go in the bus again. uh yeah so i failed my physics preboard but i still have my boards to give and im so so scared for them because i literally studied 11 hours a day for all of my subjects and still only got about a 50% average grade across chemistry, biology, maths, and english, PLUS a failing grade in physics. i just. man. its been such a rollercoaster of emotion. i was so excited to make the most of the day and i DID. i DID make the most of it. i cant believe ill never play basketball with them again. or kho kho. or kabaddi. god. but i also failed in the one subject i truly adore and i will never see my friends in school again. god... sorry it got so rambly im just. not feeling it.

You poor thing, I'm sorry to hear you're going through all that.

Let me tell you something, high school grades, they're important sure, but not as important as most kids think they are. They're never as set in stone as you think they are. If you're wanting to apply to a university course, there's a lot of places that will do online courses, that you can do, to redo grades you failed or missed, and they'll replace the existing grade on your record when you apply.

I took some online courses to pick up courses I didn't grab first time around when I applied to my University. I took a year off, studied and took the courses, and applied and had no problem getting in.

My point is, learn from your mistakes, ask for a copy of your exam, and see where you missed marks. Then, hire a tutor. Have them sit down with you, go over what you didn't get right, identify your weak spots, and study those. Then, retake your courses online, and apply to your program.

Life, it happens, ok? Shit happens. Nobody is perfect. We all get knocked down here and there. But, it's what you do when you fail that matters. Don't let this discourage you, let this motivate you to get into your dream program.

I believe in you Foxtrot, I know you can do it. Even then, I'm very proud of you for trying your best, and this setback doesn't make me think any less of you <3

As for your friends, I'd get their Discord or Skype or WhatsApp, and keep in contact with them. Set up monthly meetups where you do things together, keep the friendship alive.

[safety-pin-punk]

Hi!

I’m sort of still getting into punk and learning about everything. You’re blog has been really helpful with resources and everything. Plus your cool.

Okayyy, now my question. I’m a junior in high school and I want to go to college. Pursue further education and all of that stuff. Learn more about the world and critical thinking. But I don’t want to pay a ton of money to a bunch of old ivy dudes.

What’s the right direction to go in for this? Is college a good option if I want to learn? What schools are good places? Where do I learn more about this stuff?

Sorry if this is a lot. Thank you though!

Hey! Thank you for your kindness!!

First off, Im going to stress that you are a junior and you have PLENTY of time to think about this. So dont stress too much right now.

Secondly, I want to preface this with the simple fact of college isnt for everyone. There are SO many ways to survive and thrive in life without it. And thats okay, good even! That being said, this post is just gonna be me talking about college. Under the cut of course

OKAY! So, is college a good option if you want to learn? My answer is yes! I learned a lot at college, both inside and outside my classes. I learned a lot of life lessons, I met people from all over the country (and a few international students). And I learned how to challenge my own beliefs and try to see things from perspectives that I didnt even know could exist prior to college.

But Im sure you were referring to the educational aspect. And truth be told, this heavily depends on both your school and you. Some examples: My school had a phenomenal chemistry program. You couldnt walk out of that program without having learned things if you made it through. But my school also had a very poor fine arts program. And to be quite blunt, I often wondered why any art student chose to stay. But going even further, it depends a lot on the individual as well. I was admittedly not the best student. I wasnt that interested in lab or research compared to some of my classmates, nor did I apply myself as much. And the difference is clear to see when others could rattle off different solvents and what reactions would occur from memory and I would be sitting there dumbfounded.

Next question, what schools are good places? Again, that fully depends on what you want to go to school for. But I’ll tell you what I did and how I chose my school. When I was a junior in high school, I found a list of every 4 year university in my state (I knew I wanted to stay in state, but you can do this for wherever you want to go). I then went through and gave each school a ranking out of 5 (based on vibes, chemistry program, education program, cost, and surrounding area). Once I had it narrowed down to only a few schools, those were the ones I toured. And I chose where to send applications from there.

Though, I cant stress enough how beneficial community college can be. A lot of people get all their gen eds out of the way either before they enroll in a university or over summers. Doing this will save you money and time. Literally not a single person on a university campus would look down on you for this. If anything, they will praise you for being smart. I took a few classes over the summers between semesters just to get them out of the way (and also avoid certain professors).

Where to learn more? Google. Google schools near you. Google schools where you want to go. Google schools ranked nationally in xyz. Google affordable universities. Google universities that have good financial aid programs. Just google so many things. From there, spend time exploring university websites. Read about their community and their academic programs. See if they have virtual tours uploaded. Check out their student activity board social medias to see what it would be like to be there as a student. Sign up for tours. Do an overnight visit if you can!! Or even, just walk around the campus without a tour guide

Best of luck to you on your academic journey! Hope I was a little helpful here

[cupcraft]

hi cup cupsmp since ur a grad student i was wondering if you had any college advice? im starting in the fall and i am. so very nervous

HI YES ANON I DO!! sorry if this becomes long its below a read more just incase! Also if theres any specific advice you'd like to ask just send another ask this is just what i could think of rn.

1: if you are going to live in a dorm/apartment/house with roommates please think about your living space boundaries and communicate these EARLY as well as communicate cleaning schedules/how you feel about guests/etc early. The most important thing is to work out these things really early and to make a chore schedule of some kind and also create an avenue of "what will we do if boundaries/chores are not done?" Like will you have a formal roommate meeting? will you just text each other? etc. Set up healthy manners of communication. And if your roommate is not willing to do this and you have troubles you may have to confront them, or you may realize "this is the kind of person i am not compatible living with", or you can bring it up with an RA/university stuff if youre in the dorm. But from both being an RA myself and having roommates this is the kind of thing that helps avoid anger/irritation with each other. Remember, you may not like your roommate or be friends with them but feeling comfortable living in a space with said person is important.

2: Studying! Learning how to study! I think its important you start college with what you know how to do but also try out other avenues of studying too because what worked before may not work now. It really also depends on the subject. Like ie math, really the only way to study for math is to do math practice problems over and over i feel like but when it comes to things like biology/chemistry/physics/etc. it seems more complicated than that. Take notes, but also find ways to study that aren't just "reading" notes (unless youre super good at doing that for me its not the most efficient). There's so many resources out there. There's flash cards quizlet yes, but also ANKI which is a great way to do time based learning and memory (and its free lol). There's making picture guides for yourself. There's making small study sheets with your notes. There's just so much to do! This isn't really an easy thing to develop but just do a bit of everything you can i think to see what works. Also other tips: go to office hours often with questions (you will learn a lot and also a professor will really get to know you and they become good candidates for rec letters and they also will know you well to see where youre struggling if you are), if you like studying in groups do this OFTEN review sessions with groups esp before exams is what savedd mee srsly because i learned really well from teaching other people what i knew and them correcting me (some ppl also learned well from listening to me go over stuff). Go to student run tutoring sessions if you need because often they are more helpful and less intimidating than the prof and they can really tell you the key to not only learning but passing the specific prof's class. You can also make a large google doc with a bunch of friends like a master study doc (i did that for a few engineering classes) for constant review. And if its something you can do easily, try to get back exams (exams from previous years) to practice on (but just be careful as some profs consider this cheating/bad. most of mine were fine with it though). Last thing ill add here is to make sure you learn how to make an exam/study schedule for yourself please do not cram last minute and do all nighters because over time it will really fuck your mental health and its not efficient in the long run. Do things in small chunks.

3: Making friends getting involved what to do? In my college i lived in a housing situation freshman year that housed us with ppl in our major and we had like a lot of events/stuff that forced us to hang out and we saw eachother inf reshman classes everyday so we studied together too. I do recommend that if your school has it, however that's not the only way to make friends. I made friends by interacting with ppl in class and study groups i created/or was invited to. I made sure to go to club events and i signed up for tons of clubs and then wittled down what i really wanted to do and made friends that way. I also joined an academic fraternity (not a social one) which really helped me with long term friends. What i would say is just get involved and dont be afraid to just quit if you dont like things. Getting involved can help you meet so many ppl. And you will meet ppl in class, you will have group projects/lab partners that just sort of just become part of your study groups and circle and you'll meet their friends and etc! And also realize that if youre scared to get involved and scared to talk to ppl nearly every single freshman is thinking the same thing (even though ik taht sounds cheesy it really is true).

4: dealing with competitive people that are awful. Depends on your major but you may encounter people that are Arrogant and Competitive and Awful. In the end, what's most important is to focus on yourself. Don't focus on class rank, don't focus on the 4 people that are trying to get a 100% on everything, don't focus on the people that schmooze professors every day and try to be their bffs, don't focus on the ppl who hve never outgrown highschool, dont fcus on the ppl that are like "oh yeah im a legacy and im so cool im going to be [insert prestigious career] just like them", dont focus on the petty bs! Srsly. in the end what these people are worrying about really doesnt matter at all. You should focus on YOURSELF and what YOU want. Want to get better grades? that's great and make that a goal for YOURSELF and seek out studying help/prof for YOURSELF and don't worry about bell curves this and competitive person number 5 that. Do your best for yourself. Surround yourself with ppl that care about you and want to get to know you and want to survive college. These drama filled ppl are never worth your time. I only add this advice because the program to get into my grad program eventually had a lot really over competitive ppl in it that were so toxic, but i just was civil and nice and just ignored them on the most part (or was lucky to get a few back exams from them) but they were never ppl i wasted my energy on because its not that srs. You should only ever compete with yourself and not other people, i think competitiveness can become really toxic for others and also yourself. To worry so much how someone ELSE is doing really harms yourself. Idk if that made sense but yeah ill end that one there.

That's all the advice i can think of for now off thet op of my head this morning.

[tourmelion]

Ooooooh

I wanna write some Mole interest fics!!

First draft

My phones broken so that's why the lines are a little choppy

I'm gonna do it!!

Kelly was a small child

A smart small child

Who did everything right

Went to school

Didn't fuss

Revised

Did the dishes

And every day would be more or less the same

And she was doing a great job

Walk to school

Revise, learn, work with a tutor, speak to people about whatever they were talking about

Things were completely ok

Everything was satisfactory

And she got praise, was told how smart she was, how amazing she was doing

Life is good

"I guess I'm just gonna do this till I'm 23, the 8 year old said"

And then her parents enrolled her in accelerated class, with quadratic equations, high school physics, chemistry, just go off the books, make flash cards, and commit the equations to memory

"This will get me great stuff"

Right! Yes, futures, I can do whatever I'd want with those good qualifications I can get!!

..

Yes yes, everything is good and nice

I've always been a bit of a inside cat, I like the inside, it's warm, humid, quiet, I'm not running around anywhere

And I can focus on important stuff

I'm supposed to be good at all these things

So I should revise

My life's all planned out for me~

School, college, job, I guess marriage, and then, I'll just have to steal some kids, seems easy enough. Heheheheheheeh

Steal some kids, im so funni >:3

{am I doing this right...}

I guess life went on

I guess

I- don't know where I went

I've been doing everything right

Why, I feel like I'm dry on the inside

Like an empty egg

Feeling the dry and grainy shell from the inside

My mom was on Facebook today

I tried to interact, as I assume one does

And it just didn't happen

Like a grey rock

The more you push the more you feel like you're leaning against a rock

She didn't even seem to be doing anything interesting

What goes on in the world, it feels like the sound just tuned out

I'm, I'm not pumped up like I used to be, I'm not tired, but, it's like I'm a toy car, I can move, but theirs no string pulling me forward, or side ways

Like a puppet with no strings, or sticks

I'm just here, by myself

It's a bit like a desert

I feel dry and sandy, but it's more vast now, like it spread, like the world changed, and I can't see it anymore, and it's going grainy, like theirs nothing there

I'm gonna aproaach high school soon

Wonder what be like

My high has trees along the back of the field

Around the parking lot

Walk to, absorb, leave, more of the same

Maybe it's dehydration

That's probably why I feel so dry

But it's in my chest

Maybe an illness, some sickness

I'm walking around the car park now, nice trees, all fruit trees, something black or dark purple, maybe it's not fruit

Who's even gonna eat it?

There are no birds around here, and no squirrels their, there isn't life besides us for miles

And who's want to go all the way up and get one

It'll just stain the tarmac and puncture someones tire, and they'll rot around the parking lot

What a pain

Where is my family, I've been waiting for ages

Did they forget about picking me up

Oh, they'll be here soon, I should just wait

Shff shff

My head whips around

What was that!!!

The heck was that, where did it come from, whatwhatwhatwhatwas that.

I don't like that

It's too close to be leaves, it's not my jacket, it's zipped close

And I see it, a little black hairy thing, it looks like a hover with a little pink nose

And little hands

It's so small

It just dug it's up from the ground, right next to me, he's so, small

I forgot what I was thinking

His lil hover face c:

_we just sorta sit their, well I'm standing but you get what I mean

It's life outside of my immidiate family

It's a non-human living thing

It's breathing, and it can see me

It's so

It's like one of those Taylor swift shows

It's pretty and, like all the fans doing the same r as each other, like this big multi person wave where you, feel, everything

It's like that, I'm like that

Like the sun when it's all orangy

It's so, like you wanna forget what your doing and just stare

It's all focused and vauge and asdfdafdafadfafff

It feels good

Real good

My dad's car drives up and the mole is gone

The moment is gone

Still got some good feeling though, that was nice, I wonder if I'll see it again

Chapter 1 end

im sorry, we turned your boyfriend into a mole. yeah and all of tumblr‘s interested in him now. sorry

edit 9/12/23 11.22 CET

and so it begins…

fic1, fic2 @pathsofoak ao3 tag

update:

ao3 link. please vote for mole scene in most underrated goncharov scene poll

[ch3rryc4ndy]

Only Way Pt. 2

Relationship - haechan soft!dom x Fem Reader

•

Summary - barley passing math class, Your mom

insists on getting you a tutor. She ensures you her best

friend's son which you've had an irritating past with

would be the perfect fit for you. After a few sessions he

learns of a way to motivate you like no other tutor

could.

•

Warnings - 18+ Minors DNI. Smut and language

( slow burn x enemies ? to lovers )

Masterlist

I pull my math test out, placing it in front of both us of as we fix ourselves up. Hyuck scoots over to me as he points down at the question “ so this is the question you messed up on huh ? “ he reply’s

“ yeah…..I asked for help right before the quiz but my friend isn’t very good at math so he didn’t really help “ I chuckle as I rewrite the problem onto my notebook. “ you should’ve just called me and asked me “ he smiles as his hand moves to my thigh as he shakes it lightly in reassurance.

“ how would I even do that I don’t have your number or any contact info “ I reply as I finish up my question, passing it to hyuck “ give me your phone “ he says moving his hand away and gesturing for my phone “ he-“ I stutter as I see another text from Karina. “ just tell haechan how you feel y/n what’s the worst that can happen “ it reads.

I pull the phone down into my drawer, jumping slightly as I see a smile plastered on hyucks face “ I’ll get your number later “ I smile hoping he didn’t see that. “ you should really mute that friend of yours when your with me if you’re going to get so nervous when i see those messages “ he chuckles “ also this is wrong, you messed this part up “ he replies calmly.

“ ok let me redo it “ I reply not wanting to look up at him from embarrassment “ so this distributes here right “ I ask pointing at the question “ mmh “ he nods, my cheeks turning pink as I feel him staring at me intensely.

“ is this right ? “ I say handing him the notebook and finally looking up at him “ that’s it “ he purrs as he leans back onto the bed “ I think I need a break “ I say throwing myself back next to him “ so tell me about yourself “ I ask shifting myself towards him, our faces only a few inches away from each other.

“ um…..I like Michael Jackson, I’m really into dance and I’ve never tutored someone before you “ he smiles “ now you “ he reply’s

“ im also into dance, Im a chemistry major and I love cats “ I reply as he moves closer “ have you ever been in a long term relationship ? “ he asks “ only one, that was in senior year but it ended badly…..he was a complete ass after I slept with him “ I sigh as the memories rush to me.

“ you dated jeno right ? “ he asks as he rubs his thumb onto my cheek “ yeah it was jeno, aren’t you friends with him “ I reply pushing his hand off slightly. “ I was friends with him, we both have very different perspectives on a lot of things “ hyuck replies rubbing his forehead

“ what does that mean “ I chuckle “ well now he just sleeps with everyone, he would always tell me how I should loosen up and fuck more people but I prefer knowing the girls before I do you know “ he replies.

“ yeah I get that, I’ve only slept with jeno and I regret it a lot honestly, it was horrible sex I mean he finished so quick my mood was so ruined I didn’t even finish myself “ I laugh out, both of us laughing at the thought “ so you’ve never came ? Like by another persons hands ? “ he asks “ as embarrassing as it is no……I’ve convinced myself I’ll never find someone who can, I mean all guys just care about is themselves “ I reply in an eye roll

“ that isn’t always true, I mean most of them do just care about themselves but I know a few who take more pleasure in seeing the girl cum rather than themselves” he replies as he looks up to the ceiling “ well send me in their direction “ I chuckle, pointing my finger in the air in a dramatic tone. He laughs turning towards me, I feel my cheeks turn pink as we lock eyes, our eyes moving towards each other’s lips then back up “ you’re beautiful you know that “ he purrs as he rubs his thumb onto my cheek again.

“ thanks “ i whimper out as I feel his finger moving across my cheek and down to my neck. My eyes close as I feel his breath on my cheek, followed by his fingers gripping lightly onto the nape of my neck “ you know I was mean to you the times I saw you as a kid because I liked you. I never knew how to express my attraction towards you “ he purrs into my ear

“ me too “ I reply “ open your eyes “ he demands. My eyes open as I see his lips inches away from mine, I look him in the eyes as I try and hold myself back from jumping on him “ i saw all those messages your friend sent “ he chuckles as his hands pull me closer towards him “ let’s just say I feel the same way “ he purrs

I jump on him, our lips crashing as I move myself up onto his abdomen. We both moan into the kiss, his hands hungrily moving up and down my body “ fuck “ I pant out as I feel his hard cock rubbing against my panties.

Pants and moans filling the room as our kisses become sloppier and our hands start to tug on each other’s shirts “ y/n why haven’t you been answering your phon-“ my mom bursts in with jaz following close behind her. Me and hyuck jump at the sound of the door opening, I get off him quickly as fix my hair and cover his pants

“ I told you “ jaz nudges my mom. I look down at a flustered hyuck who’s hands are around my waist to hold me in front of him, covering his painful boner. “ we’ll leave you guys be, remember protection ! I was calling you if you wanted to go get some food but I’m sure you guys aren’t hungry for food “ my mom laughs as they walk out the door “ we’ll be back in a few hours” they reply, shutting the door.

“ I really need to lock that door “ I sigh as I get up and lock it “ come “ I hear haechan coo as he pats on the bed. I smile, throwing myself onto the bed in a chuckle “ what messages did you see…..the messages Karina sent? “ I ask worriedly since karina sends quite a few messages, some being worse than others.

“ the first one I believe was her talking about us fucking raw or something and the other was the one I saw right now “ he replies “ I’m sorry….she’s always saying crazy shit like that when I finally enjoy spending time with a guy “ I sigh “ sorry if it ever made you uncomfortable “

“ trust me it never made me uncomfortable, I was flattered “ hyuck replies as he rubs his hand on thigh “ you have really nice hands “ I purr as I stare down at his hands “ I could tell you like them “ he laughs

I push him back on the bed, straddling him as his hands rub up and down my hips “ what was the thing Karina was telling you to tell me “ he smiles as he pulls me down to kiss “ mmhm” I whine as I feel his tongue snake into my mouth “ she wanted me to tell you how I felt about you “ I reply as I pull back from the kiss causing hyuck to whine

“ just one more “ he pleads as he pulls my head back down “ fine “ I hum as I kiss him again. We pull back as I sit back up onto his abdomen “ so are you going to tell me “ he coos

“ if I’m begin honest I liked you ever since we got into our first argument , I think it’s because no one’s ever spoken to me like that which made me like it……..you were always really attractive to me but I just thought you hated me so I just let it be. But now that I’ve been talking to you more, getting to know you…..I realized those feelings arose especially when I saw how you’ve changed “ I mutter out as hyuck looks at me with a smile

“ every time my mom would talk about you id have to act like I didn’t care or like you but I have a feeling she knew I did “ he replies “ want to go on a date with me tomorrow ? “ haechan blurts out of the blue nervously “ of course “ I reply, cupping his face as I kiss him.

The kiss goes on for another few minutes as his hands lightly grip onto my neck “ why haven’t I reward you for all the hard work you’ve done mmh ? “ hyuck pants into the kiss “ what kind of reward? “ I smile threw the kiss “ why don’t I just show you “ he hums as he flips me over, pinning me onto the bed.

“ quiet ok “ he purrs as he lowers himself in between my legs, tugging at my panties lightly “ I’ve always dreamed of this, your legs wrapped around my neck, fingers tangled in my hair “ he purrs

He tucks my panties into his pocket as I look down watching him, breathing heavily as he pulls me down to the edge of the bed “ no need to be quiet I changed my mind “ he replies as he kisses my inner thigh, biting my skin and sucking it roughly. My fingers tug at his hair as I try moving his head closer to my cunt “ patients love “ he purrs

“ please “ I beg as I feel him licking closer towards my cunt “ beg for it “ he purrs “ please hyuck I need you, I need to feel you “ I whine as I spread my legs wider for him “ you can do better than that “ he chuckles as he looks up at me “ please hyuck I’ve been thinking of this so long…..please “

“ how about this……if you promise me you’ll pass your next quiz I’ll give you want you want “ he coos, looking up at me in a sense of worship “ yes yes I promise “ I plead “ are you sure you aren’t just saying that for me to fuck you ? “ he replies “ no I swear I’m not I will hyuck I promise “ I slightly yell “ fine “ he purrs

His hands grip around my thighs, pinning my down to the bed. His tongue slides into my cunt, twirling around my clit. My eyes close shut as my head falls back while my fingers stay tangled in his hair “ fuckkk” I moan out unable to grasp the feeling he was putting me threw “ yes “ I pant out as his tongue flattens onto my cunt then moving up gently as he sucks on my clit aggressively.

No words come out of his mouth as I look down and see him fully indulged in my cunt, looking like he’s been needing this more than I have. He hums into each lick as he licks the cum dripping down my cunt, his eyes rolling back at the taste. His grip tightens on my thighs as his head sways side is to side lightly.

“ I- f-fuc-“ I pant out as I feel an orgasm building “ cum for me love “ he pants as his hands travel up to my chest rubbing my boobs “ ah- sh- shittt” I whine out in ecstasy, a slight squeal escapes my lips as hyucks tongue continues to over stimulate me “ mmhh” he whimpers out as he pulls back, my juices dripping down his mouth.

“ now if you don’t follow up on your promise, I won’t be so nice and let you cum next time “ he reply’s as he licks his lips clean, getting what his tongue couldn’t on his fingers “ open “ he smiles. I nod and open my mouth, letting him push his fingers into my mouth, letting me taste myself. Hyuck holds my head up and kisses me, letting both of us taste myself “ the taste of you is addicting “ he hums

“ now why don’t I fix this “ I purr as I rub his painful looking boner “ you’ll get to do that if you pass that quiz of yours. Why would I give you another reward mmh ? “ he chuckles “ I’ll pass it I swear “ I plead as he rubs himself on my cunt “ very tempting…..but no, I’ll finish myself off in the bathroom “ he chuckles as he gets off me and walks towards my bathroom, freezing at the door way

“ I changed my mind, I won’t do it in the bathroom, I’ll do it in front of you. But stay on the bed, i don’t want to see you off of it “ he chuckles as he sits back on the chair across from me.

I sit up watching him intently as he unbuckles his belt, dropping his pants and boxers onto my floor. I stare in awe as I see him rubbing the Pre cum onto his tip “ please “ I plead as I rub my legs together in need. He chuckles as he leans back onto the chair, looking me in the eyes as his hand jerks up and down “ please what sweetheart? What do you want? “ he purrs as he throws his head back. “ please hyuck fuck me “ I whine as I feel the desperation growing in me.

“ no “ he chuckles in satisfaction “ fine “ I reply, snaking my hand in between my legs as I spread them wide for his display. I rub two fingers in between my folds as I softly rub my clit with my thumb. Whimpers and whines escape my mouth as I feel that familiar feeling in my stomach “ hands off “ he snarls “ or what “ I reply as I rub my clit faster “ I suggest you listen to me or else you’ll regret what happens if you pass that test” he chuckles.

I take in his words and stop, I hear him chuckle as I roll my eyes in annoyance “ while your at it keep those legs open for me love “ he pants as he strokes himself fast at the sight of me, legs spread in front of him “ f- fuck y/n” he whimpers as his thighs clench, his cum bursting into his hand making sure I see it dripping onto his abdomen.

Two of his fingers collect his cum“ and just to make sure you’re mine “ he purrs shoving both of his fingers into me, making sure his cum was deep in me. I let out a quiet moan as his fingers slip out of me, he cleans himself up with a towel I had hanging on the chair “ sorry love you’ll have to use a different towel now “ he chuckles.

I roll my eyes in a chuckle as I fix my shirt to hide my soaking cunt “ don’t get shy on me now “ hyuck purrs as he pulls his boxers up, leaving his pants on the ground “ w- wait why are you talking off you’re shirt “ i mutter out nervously “ I’m just getting comfortable “ he winks as he throws himself onto the pillow next to me.

“ so how do I do this again? “ I ask, pointing at the paper “ use distributive property “ he replies as he taps into the paper. I nod trying to not get distracted by the shirtless boy laying next to me, I feel my cheeks turn red as I play out my own fantasies of him in my head “ why are your cheeks red mmh?” He coos as he brushes his fingers onto my cheek “ nothing “ I reply as I continue the next problem.

A few hours pass and I’m feeling pretty confident on this quiz “ I’m going to pass “ I slightly shout as I slam my notebook closed “ when is this quiz? “ hyuck asks in an amused tone “ in 2 days “ I reply in a nod as I lean over him, placing my things onto the nightstand “ good to know… anyways we have a few minutes to spare “ he chuckles as he nuzzles into my neck, scattering soft kisses “ perfect “ he hums as runs his hands through my hair.

“ WE’RE BACK “ we hear from down in the living room “ I guess those minutes were shorter than expected “ hyuck sighs as he kisses my forehead as he gets off the bed and puts his clothes on “ remember, pass that quiz “ he winks as he opens the door

“ oh I will “

[yesimwriting]

This Time it’s Different

a/n spider-man no way home spoilers all through this, like major spoilers even in the first sentence of the summary, so i’m putting everything below the cut,, so dont click ‘keep reading’ unless you’ve watched NWH or you’re okay with big spoilers! ive done my part lol, so i wont feel guilty if this spoils it bc you’ve been warned :) 

also i really wanted to get this out tonight bc i felt so inspired and all that and im leaving for a family thing tomorrow so i dont know if i’ll be able to get a lot of writing done, and this fic is going to be so much longer than i thought it’d be so this is going to have to be done in 2 to 3 parts so that I can give it as much as attention as i want :)) 

so yeah, if you like this lmk if you want to be tagged in the other parts or if you want more marvel stuff!! i love marvel!! 

also ive had a lot of writer’s block lately so if this is bad im so sorry, im trying and im growing after some personal issues :)) 

other a/n: also ive been really into marvel lately so if you wanted to send in requests about anything that has to do with any of the spider-men (specify if you want it to be set in their universe or in the MCU bc i can potentially see a fic where reader is friends with Peter and ends up liking one of the other spider-men) or any marvel character!!

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Summary: Only a few hours after the tragic death of his aunt, Peter not only meets two different versions of himself from different realities, he also learns two important things about the girl he never wanted to become friends with. Y/n, the girl who’s been his academic rival for years and accidental ally during the chaos that happened after Mysterio, was always meant to matter in his life. Both Spidermen that are in the wrong universe recognize her easily, and the Peter Parker of this universe learns that his y/n is meant to die.��

Also there’s no good way to distinguish between the Andrew’s Peter and Tobey’s Peter in the beginning, so this is just a reminder that at first, Andrew’s Peter is in a spiderman suit and Tobey’s Peter is just wearing regular clothes. 

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The last hints of sunlight still hang in the sky, pale slashes of orange and pink fighting against the darkness of night. It’s such a normal display that a part of me is uneased by it. How can everything fall apart so quickly and the fundamentals of the universe stay the same? 

Actually--the fundamentals of the universe are apparently not the same, because until like an hour ago, only one Peter Parker existed. And sure, that one Peter Parker has been a pain in my ass since eight grade debate team, but he was him. He was him and then after our class trip to Europe, it was revealed--by a vindictive liar--that he’s Spider-Man. 

The news made me feel sick at the time, because while Peter Parker is the kid that’s made me push myself academically to a level that will get me into Harvard, Spider-Man has been a kind of...secret, celebrity crush. The revelation that Peter Parker (who has always been objectively attractive, even though I’d never say it out loud) and Spider-Man were one in the same was understandably soul crushing. I think the only person that was left more upset than me was Flash. 

But I adapted to the news. I pushed aside the fact that knowing that Peter Parker is Spider-Man makes the fact that he’s objectively attractive so much harder to ignore because I needed to. The world is falling apart because of some strange spell that Doctor-freaking-Strange cast, so I’m going to move on from this incredibly weird situation.

MJ, Ned, and original Peter need my help. The details of the plan have been incredibly vague, because I kind of stopped answering MJ’s texts after she told me that there are now two extra Peter Parker’s in this universe. But I came back to Midtown High, just like i was instructed to, because this is bigger than me and what completely freaks me out.

I pace in front of the door to the chem lab. I’ve only ever been in here for AP Chemistry, now I’m supposed to step in there and help save the multiverse. And pretend that working with one Peter Parker, let alone an additional two, isn’t completely out of my nature. 

My phone buzzes again. A text from MJ. Are you almost here? We can’t finish building the things we need to cure the villains from another universe without you. You kick Peter’s ass in chemistry, even if he’ll never admit it. Despite myself, I smile slightly. I’ve always liked MJ, and to hear someone say I’m better than Peter is always nice. Another text message comes in. This one’s from Ned. You’re team Spider-Man now, we need you. And the two other Peter thing isn’t that weird when you get used to it. Also I have magic now, not to freak you out, but I can’t stop thinking about how cool you’ll find it. 

Ned has magic now?! He should have led with that. I sigh, quickly texting them both back before pocketing my phone and moving to open the chem lab door.

“She’s in the building.” MJ reads my text, summarizing it for the people in the room. 

“Who’s coming, again?” The question comes from an unknown voice. Another Peter? 

Ned answers, “A friend.” 

“And she’s trustworthy?” Another unknown voice chimes in. 

Silence. Really, they’re not sure I’m trustworthy? When the news first came out and the Daily Bugle was basically hunting him, I hid him in my apartment during an emergency. Because who would think that Peter Parker would be at my house? No sane person. 

“She’s a genius.” Aw, MJ. 

“And she’s loyal.” Aw, Ned. 

I push the door open, walking into the room with a confidence I don’t feel. “Really, Parker, you don’t know if I’m ‘trustworthy’? We fight over grades, and ever since your secret got out, I’ve had multiple opportunities to sell you out, and I didn’t. So stop being petty that my flashcard game is better than yours, and own up to the fact that I’m not as terrible of a person as you think I am.” 

Peter is leaning against the lab table that used to be mine. He takes my baseline level of hostility the way he always does, but there’s something so heavy behind his eyes, I regret not coming in more quietly. The strange feeling that I’m missing something hits me in awkward waves. 

“You’re humble, too.” At least his words are easy. “And my flashcards are objectively more productive than yours.” 

“Well mine have been used as templates by like half of my teachers, so...” I drop my gaze, feeling a little awkward. “But your review guides are more thorough.” Okay...this is awkward. “But that doesn’t matter right now, because it’s not like we can study the multiverse problem away, so I think I should just--I should just do the thing that I came here to do.” Wow, I’m making it worse. I look around the room, nodding in MJ’s direction and waving at Ned. “I um still don’t actually know what it is just that it involves some type of chemistry and...” I look around the room, turning enough to see two men--one dressed weather appropriate, and another dressed in a Spider-Man suit. “The other Peter Parkers, which you two must be. Nice to meet you, by the way, I’m y/n--” 

“l/n.” I don’t know how the Peter in the Spider-Man suit manages to cut me off when his voices comes out so low, so fragile. 

The stranger is watching me with an intensity I don’t understand. I want to shrink beneath it. I let my gaze shift towards the other unknown Spider-Man. The Peter dressed in regular clothing is staring at me with just as much focus. Okay...this is somehow weirder than I thought it’d be. Maybe the me in their universe has an even more intense rivalry than my Peter and I have. Maybe in their universe we actually, truly hate each other. 

“So you know me?” Stating the obvious hasn’t helped. “I guess that’s not so weird, considering that I know y--” 

The Spider-Man in the suit has run out in front of the chemistry table he was working at. His arms are wrapped around me in a hug before I realize what’s going on. “You haven’t changed at all, l/n.”

He knows me. And he...he gets along with me. I open my mouth, but I have no words. He’s hugging me like I’m about to disappear. I don’t think there’s anything I can say to such an emotionally charged reaction. “I um...” The other unfamiliar Spider-Man comes up to me as suddenly as the first. He joins in on the strange hug. 

“So you guys know her?” My Peter’s words seem to snap everyone back into back to reality. Both Peter’s let go of me. 

The one that hugged me first replies, “Yeah, she was a...I know her.” 

Strange reply, but what about today isn’t weird?

“I haven’t seen my y/n in awhile,” the other Peter says. “And I didn’t--I didn’t think you’d be here. Or look so much like her.”

Okay...this is weird and not getting any less weird. “Hear that, Parker? There are at least two other universes in which you know me.” 

He looks away from whatever it is he’s working on. “I’m not surprised.” The multiverse must be beyond repair, because Peter Parker--my Peter Parker--just said something unnecessarily friend-like to me. “You’re like the bubonic plague, impossible to get rid of. Leaving the universe isn’t enough to get rid of you.” 

Oh. The addition is normal enough, but something about the way he says it doesn’t sit right. His words are more bitter than usual, yet he lacks significant fight. Again, I’m overwhelmed by the feeling that there’s something even darker than everything I’m aware of going on.

I swallow back the surprising lump of concern in my throat. I didn’t find out about the Spider-Man thing like everyone else in this room, but I’ve never seen Peter look so hurt. Physically. The emotional weight I’m seeing through some kind of blurred lens has to be in my head. Everything that’s happening is upsetting, but he didn’t seem to find all of this personally before. Or was I not paying enough attention? 

It’s not like I pay attention to Peter ever. I’ve...I’ve come close before, but I always manage to stop myself. He’d be a distraction, and not a worthwhile one. We’ve never been friends, let alone... 

“I think the fact that you feel the need to bring up the one history essay you did better than me in every chance you get says more about you than me. It was freshman year and I wrote that essay after getting my tonsils out, okay. Let it go.” 

Peter leans against the chem table. “Do you think the Harvard admissions board went for the tonsillitis argument?” 

I roll my eyes. “You don’t know if I got in or not.” 

“If you had gotten in, you’d never stop talking about it.”

He’s right, but that doesn’t mean anything. Who wouldn’t not shut up about getting into Harvard? “I haven’t been rejected.” I cross my arms in front of me. “Not yet--Harvard has rolling admissions, so they can tell me at any point this month. But that doesn’t matter, because there’s other stuff going on...” I gesture towards the other two Spider-Men. “Clearly--and that’s the one thing I’m putting all of my energy into not thinking about, so if you could just tell me how I’m supposed to help?” 

Peter blinks twice, his expression still uneasy. “Um...Peter--that Peter, not ‘me’ Peter, is working on an anti-serum, he’s made it before, but we kind of need to be fast...and you were always so--efficient in chemistry.” 

Efficient? He skipped out on the chance to call me a tyrant. Yeah, something is definitely really wrong. Like personally wrong. “Yeah.” I should say something, right? “I’ll um...I’ll make sure it gets done efficiently.” Why is this the most awkward interaction I’ve ever had with him? 

I walk over to the Spider-Man that’s in costume. He’s combining some chemicals with expert ease. I’m not sure he needs my help, but there’s always room for improvement when it comes to chemical bonds. An exact science can always be enhanced. 

“Hey...” There’s no need for me to be awkward around another Peter Parker. But after that hug thing...Okay, you know what--if I can let go of the whole multiverse thing, I can let go of the hug thing. “So you’re making an anti-serum?” 

He looks up at me, a faint trace of something weighted coloring his gaze. “Um--hey.” This Peter steps back slightly. “Yeah, yeah--I’m making an anti-serum for Norman Osborn. I don’t know how much you know, but he’s the green--” 

“Goblin, yeah--I was around for that part. I missed out on the whole multi-Peter Parker thing.” 

This Peter lets out a sound that’s a combination of a laugh and awkward scoff. “No...I would have remembered seeing you again.” He notes his mistake instantly this time. “Seeing you.” He turns back to look at the chemicals he was combining. “For the first time, because you’re--anyways, I’m sorry about the whole hug thing. That must have been really weird for you.” 

The third Peter looks up from whatever his task is, “I’m sorry too. That was--” 

“You guys are good.” I mean that--too much is going on for me to be bothered by something that small. “I think I was more surprised by the fact that you guys get along with the me of your universe. Peter and I are--um, our friendship’s really specific.” 

The two Peters exchange a look that doesn’t go unnoticed. Maybe they’re remembering some fights they had with other me. I wouldn’t be surprised. Peter and I are always arguing about school stuff, but I can’t picture an argument big enough to make us never speak again. But they must have experienced it.

“What?” 

They both shake their heads, practically at the same time. The Peter I’m supposed to be working on turns back to the beaker full of not-quite-anti-serum. “Nothing, I’m just trying to watch the way these chemicals combine...I’ve made it before, but there’s no room for mistakes.” 

“Yeah.” I wipe my hands on my jeans. “Just tell me the kind of reactants we’re working with.” 

Making the anti-serum isn’t as hard as one would think. The anti-serum Peter is really good at explaining things, and with my help, we’re moving through the process at record speed. Though, to be honest, we’d be working faster if this Peter was less entertaining. 

“And we’re done.” 

Oh...that worked out a little too well. “We’re done?” 

He raises his hand, offering me a high five. I take it, smiling slightly. “We’re done.”

“Awesome.” 

“Yeah, awesome.” After he drops his hand to his side, he watches me for a long second. “I think you should go see if Peter--your Peter--needs any help.” 

My Peter has never wanted my help ever. But that’s never stopped me from forcing it onto him before. “Okay.” 

I walk towards my Peter’s temporary work station. “Hi.” He nods in reply. Something about him is so off. “So you’re working on--” 

“An arch reactor--technology, it’s not really your thing.” 

He has a point. “Well, I could probably figure it out enough to help.” 

Peter raises an eyebrow, and I can’t even get mad at him for not believing me. The version of me from before these last couple of days would have...but now, showing this tiny bit of vulnerability isn’t as earth shattering as it would have been. “I could probably figure it out enough to hand you the tool you ask for...if you make sure to point at it.” Peter drops his head, but not fast enough to hide the smile he’s fighting. “Don’t laugh!” 

“I’m not.” 

Yeah, right. “You’re a terrible liar, I’m surprised you didn’t accidentally reveal your own identity.” 

“You believed me.” 

He has a point, but I still shrug it off. “I--” My phone buzzes before I can get my response out. Normally, I’d ignore it, but I know what’s at stake. I pull my phone out of the back of my jean pocket and check my notifications. An email from Harvard admissions. “I just got an email from Harvard admissions.” 

“Open it!” A surprisingly enthusiastic reaction from MJ. I give her a confused look. “I um...I mean, if that’s what you want--the timing is kind of terrible, but the multiverse is falling apart, so why not just...open it?” 

I look at Ned. “You have to open it.” 

Squeezing my phone between my fingers, I will myself to unlock my phone. “I don’t--I don’t know. So much stuff is going on right now, and it’s more important than this--” 

“Open it.” Peter’s input--my Peter’s input--is completely unexpected.

I can’t...I can’t. “Okay.”  I take a deep breath as I unlock my phone. Clicking on the link to my email, I try not to freak out as the screen loads. “Dear y/n l/n, we congratulate you on your acceptance to Harvard University!” Holy shit. “I got in!” 

The room erupts. Ned is the loudest out of the four of us. 

“You got in!!” My Peter walks around the table and pulls me into a hug that’s so unexpected I have to take it. The last time he hugged me is when he found me crying over an AP calc test. “You’re going to Harvard.” 

“I know!” My hold on him tightens. He winces and I instantly pull away. How hurt is he? “Sorry--I didn’t--” 

“It’s fine.” He’s quick to assure me. “A Harvard student’s never hurt me before.” 

Ah...a Harvard student! That’s me!! “It doesn’t have to be the last time you say that.” That was weird. “I um--Harvard’s super close to MIT, so if you ever need anyone to help you make superior flash cards, we could...” I scratch the back of my arm. “I could...” Okay, I need to shut this down. “The point is I’ll be around.” 

Peter nods once, his features softening slightly. “I’ll be around too.” 

“Good, I um...I need someone to compete against.” I squeeze my phone again. “I should probably call my mom.” 

“Yeah--yeah, you should.” 

I nod once again, stepping out of the room. Oh my god. I got in. 

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Narrator’s POV 

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“So she’s going to Harvard.” Ned watches the door close behind y/n. “She’s going to be like walking distance from us if that MIT lady pulls through.”

“I knew she’d get in.” 

Peter hesitates. “Between us, so did I.” The two Spider-Men in the wrong universe exchange a grim look. Something that the Peter of this universe notices. “What?” 

“It’s nothing.” 

Sighing, Peter sets down what he’s working on. “Don’t tell me it’s nothing when you two have been acting weird ever since y/n showed up.” The two stay silent. “C’mon, please. I don’t know how this plan is going to work or what the future is going to look like, and I--I just lost May. I’m tired of losing people and I’m tired of being confused and--and angry, and I just want to know.” 

The Peter not in a Spider-Man suit breaks the lingering silence that follows Peter’s rant. “My y/n got into Harvard, and then her life changed with no warning...and it was great. Really great.” He swallows, fighting the lump in his throat. “And then it all fell apart.”

The last Spider-Man can’t bring himself to look away from a blank spot on the wall in front of him. “My y/n got into Harvard, but I don’t think anything fell apart until she got those powers.”

“My y/n also got powers before she died.” 

Ned’s eyes widen. “Y/n gets powers?” 

“Like superpowers?” MJ adds. 

Y/n’s Peter feels his stomach twists with the agony of unbearable grief for the second time this night. “She dies?” The other two Spider-Men watch him cautiously, pitifully. “No--no, maybe our y/ns look alike and maybe--maybe they got into the same college, bu that doesn’t mean that the same--she doesn’t have super powers. And there’s no way for her to get them, and there’s no way I’m going to let her...” 

“It happened this way in my world. Y/n gets into Harvard, there’s an accident, she gets powers, and you start to think that things will work out forever because she can protect herself now. And then...” Peter’s voice breaks. “Then you find yourself pulling her body out of the water. And you hold onto her, and you-you try to wake her up, but she doesn’t.” He feels the tears against his skin, but it’s too late now. He can feel the cold dampness of her skin, the stiffness of her body as he begged her to wake up. As he promised to never be late again. “And then you have to tell her mother, you have to explain why you couldn’t save her daughter.” 

The story is strangling Peter. He grips the counter to avoid running out into the hallway and...and doing what? Telling y/n how he feels? Telling her how he’s felt since the eighth grade spelling bee when she incorrectly spelled ‘poignancy’? 

“My y/n was drowned in front of me.” 

Silence crowds the room, pushing against each of them with enough force to break them. “I can’t lose anyone else.” Peter breaks the silence. “I can’t lose her.” Peter takes a sharp breath, desperate to ease himself. “This time it’s different. It-it has to be, okay?” 

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Y/n’s POV

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Maybe I should have waited before calling my mom. She’s happy, of course, but that’s the problem. She wants to me home so that I can call of my relatives and tell them the news. Obviously, what I’m doing right now is more important, but she can’t know that I’m involved in this whole thing.

I open the door to the chem room, walking back in. “Hey, guys...” All eyes snap in my direction. Wow...weird energy in this room. Why do things get so dark when I’m not here? “Bad news--my mom wants me to come home so that I can call all of my relatives and tell them the news with her. I told her I was with friends, but she said that it shouldn’t take more than fifteen minutes.” I take a deep breath, shoving my phone into my pocket. “I’ll go and be as quick as I can and I can come back...or meet you wherever you guys or--” Everything is going to be fine. It has to be. “I know this is really inconvenient, but I can’t exactly tell her what we’re doing. So I’ll just go by myself and I’ll be right--” 

MJ pushes herself off of the chem lab counter. “You shouldn’t walk around by yourself with all that’s going on. Peter should go with you.” 

I look at my Peter. “You have too much to do right now.” 

“N-no. We’re basically done and there’s three of me now.” 

Okay...this is such a small thing. Peter walking me to my apartment. It shouldn’t feel this weird. “Okay, let’s go.” 

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[dylanobrienisbatman]

Are you a stancy fan?

omg yes absolutely i am!!

mostly, im a Steve fan and a Nancy fan, and i love their chemistry and their dynamic with each other, especially now. i think their growth individually has really lent itself to them coming back together. steve has matured and figured out who he is and what he wants, and Nancy has come into her own in a way that matches that. i don’t know if the show is going to follow through with it, but i’m also excited to see what they do with it. the idea of Nancy coming into s5 with the same choice she had in s1, and seeing how these new versions of these characters play out the same question is really interesting to me.

i also have never really enjoyed Jonathan’s character in relation to Nancy. i like him with will, with joyce, with mike, and i loved him and argyle, but with nancy… not my thing. i have never really gotten past the whole ‘i took photos of a girl in her underwear without her knowledge”, honestly. I also think their fights in s2 , specifically around the differences in class and gender treatment and the way Jonathan and Nancy can’t really see each others side, and the fact that they didn’t actually resolve that issue, bugs me. jonathan just admits he was wrong and they move on, when in reality they were BOTH wrong. and now he’s lying to her about college and they both made the active choice not to see each other over break, when either of them could have gone to the other. they show up together at the end of the season and he’s still lying and he makes snarky comments about steve and nancy clearly doesn’t agree with them and doesn’t appreciate it but she doesn’t say anything, and neither of them are willing to broach the subject of why they didn’t go to see each other… they just don’t communicate well at all.

and communication between people who love each other was literally the entire thematic focal point of the season. Vecna picked his targets by finding people who have a lot of shit going on that they refuse to get out in the open and talk about. eleven and mike fight because neither of them will tell each other the truth, or how they really feel. will is devastated and alone because he can’t bring himself to admit he’s gay out loud. it’s interesting that, in a show that has chosen to put so much emphasis this season on how bottling things up and lying to the people you love about your feelings isn’t good, we were given two opposing love interests for nancy.

steve tells her how he feels. he tells her his dreams for the future and makes it plain that he wants her by his side. he fights with her and shows up for her, he makes every effort all season to be teamed up with her so he can protect her and keep her safe. that is contrasted with jonathan who won’t tell nancy what he really wants or what his dreams really are. he is lying and pretending to want the same thing she wants while actually making other plans in secret. he avoids her and made efforts to not go to hawkins or have her come to california because of what he’s hiding.

i’m not saying the show is actually going to go for Stancy, but the themes of the show this season focusing on the importance of opening up and talking about important things with the people you love is really well framed in the difference between how Steve and Jonathan interacted with Nancy this season.

i honestly think s5 will force Jonathan to realise he can’t keep lying to her and hiding from her, and that them finally learning to communicate will probably result in them ending up together, because that’s what the show is saying (see; Lumax): if you open up to the people you love, your relationship will be stronger for it. and i’m not mad at that. i think it makes for great television. and i think the show has made it clear that Nancy will chose jonathan, just like she has always has.

but as a Stancy lover.. a girl can dream.

[neko-rogers]

But It’s Better If You Do

Trying to keep your relationship with your professor was easy enough, until you learned that someone had found out about it.

words: 7,424 tags: manipulative!peter, explicit noncon/dubcon elements, degredation, implied overstimulation, blackmailing, kidnapping, college student and professor relationship, 

a/n: whew this had a lot of words compared to what i usually write. plus, since im bad at titles, i’ll just use my fav song titles lmao. (ps. erik lehnsherr aka magneto is here and im just glad i could put him in my little fictional world bc im d biggest slut for him)

     A complete lie, you just did not want to deal with college fuck boys.

     The man in front of the class was practically pouring his heart out into the lecture. The chalkboard was filled with white letterings from left to right, not knowing where to start as you take down notes.

     “It is important to keep in mind that bimolecular structure and function are dictated by the properties of the medium in which they are dissolved,” your professor explains while continually pacing from one end to the other among the students seated at the first row.

     You decided to seat around the middle to the last row, knowing it was the least obvious way for other students in the class to notice how much you fawn over your Organic Chemistry professor rather than the subject itself.

     Honestly you could listen to him talk for hours. All those information he had been discussing would not actually process through your thoughts. You knew that better than anyone.

     But who honestly would invalidate your reason? Everyone can probably relate to hating Chemistry, no matter what subcategory it is. 

     Considering that this was probably one of the most difficult courses you had in your program. You were just thankful and lucky enough you landed on one of the hottest professors amongst the campus.

     “Hey what did Professor Lehnsherr say about the problems during synthesis of proteins?” Peter asks.

     In spite of being fortunate about everything else about this subject, you were not quite happy about Peter Parker following you around like a lost puppy. Especially during the classes you both have alike. 

     The boy constantly asks so much questions as if you were the teacher already. In addition, he seemed smart enough to figure things out yet somehow he keeps on bugging you for reassurance.

     You did not want to be rude. He has not done anything to completely deserve your rage, however he was definitely getting on your nerves.

     Honestly you would not want to be infuriated over his consistent queries, but you were just as distracted as he was, maybe even more. With this, you were looking dumber to him each day. 

     To anyones pride, it was probably a kick in the stomach. You knew you were not the brightest in this class, but it was best to leave the information to yourself. No need for anyone to point out how mindless you were.

     And you really were not. You had other Science subjects you totally excel at. Sadly, Chemistry was just not one of them.

     “Well, uh, I don’t think I got that part either.” You look aside where he was seated and awkwardly smiled at him before mentioning an apology, “Sorry, Peter.”

     In return, Peter smiled at you and dismissed the question. You were not so sure whether to forget about it or take even the least bit of offense. You felt a little mocked by how easily he did it and innocently he smiled, but maybe you were just overthinking this through.

     “It’s fine,” he tells. “I just didn’t get the third bullet, but I’ll try to review it in the textbook when I get home.”

     “Oh okay, sure.”

     “Speaking about reviewing,” Again, Peter tries to start another discourse.

     “I was wondering if you got reviewers for the upcoming text for next week? We all know how difficult Professor Lehnsherr’s exams can get, right?” He lets out a forced chuckle, assuming it could lighten the mood.

     As much as he tried to make small talks with you, almost everyday, today you really feel like you did not want to return the favor. Especially after having to bring up the test next week.

     “I don’t really make reviewers, I usually just scan the books I have at home.”

     Lies. You probably have a box full of index cards and sticky notes in your room.

     You tried to use every studying tips every corner of the Internet could give. All those study-life hacks that really did not help much but pile up to your disorganized state of mind.

     You fucking tried to study Chemistry. You really did.

     “What, you don’t?!” He suddenly exclaims, not realizing the loudness of his voice as it almost caught the attention from people at front. “You seem to be busy all the time though. It’s like I always catch your writing or reading something in class.”

     Maybe your mood was just off but it definitely seemed weird for him to say that. Though, you did not want to make something from what he said. It was not worth your time.

     “I guess people are not always what they seem to be, yeah?”

     Again, Peter gives out that soft chuckle and smile, “Then I guess so. You do make a point.”

      He does not argue with you any further.

     “Can I at least borrow your Physics book? I only bought Chemistry and Biotech for the semester. Didn’t know they would actually utilize it for once,” he scoffs. 

     At first you hesitated. You were reviewing for it too, but you already felt bad for being no help whenever he asks a question and often times disregarding him when your mood if off. Plus, you did just make it look like you were not much of a study-freak.

     “Okay.”

     He instinctively fist pumps the air and looks at you with a wide, grateful grin. “Thank you so much. You’re a lifesaver, Y/N.”

     “Don’t mention it.” You grab the book he needs from your bag and hands it to him. He accepts it and places it inside his while also clearing the rest of his things.

     Looking at his digital wristwatch wherein he raised his index finger up as if he figured something out of it, he says, “He’s going to dismiss the class in a few minutes. We should get ready for Cell Biology next period.

     Oh how you hated it. Were you jumping to conclusions? Or was this boy really trying to be too close with you? Or was he just being nice and informing you to prepare ahead?

     God, you did not give Peter Parker the right to cloud up your thoughts like this.

     “Thanks,” you say, “but I need to talk to Professor Lehnsherr after class. Have to, uh, consult him about my concept paper that he made us submit last week.”

     As he tidies his notebooks up and carelessly shoves it inside his backpack, he immediately looks back at you with a confused expression, “Oh, I can always wait for you–”

     “It’s fine, Peter. Thank you though.” Two of your hands were instinctively waving in front of you, a meek gesture for him to stop coddling you or whatever move he had been trying to make at you.

     “Are you sure? I–”

     And if you were ought to be saved further from lashing out over Peter’s incessant attempts, you finally heard the words any student was longing to hear. “Class dismissed. I’ll see you all on Monday.” 

     “Eri–err, Professor Lensherr just dismissed the class. Better catch up to him before he heads out,” you hurriedly said. And with a loud slam from your notebook, you quickly shut him out. In addition, you practically shoved every thing in front of you into your bag without sparing a second glance.

     One strap of your back was slung over your shoulder as you hurriedly flew down the aisle. Professor Lehnsherr was midway into packing his things before you interrupted and approached him.

     “Professor,” you call out. “I have a question. About the paper I handed in last week.”

     “Uhuh.” He faintly furrows his eyebrows, trying to hide his already obvious bewilderment. “I forgot which assignment was that, Ms. Y/L/N.”

     There were students still exiting in class. So you tried your best to make your conversation with him less suspicious. He was most likely doing the same. 

     “It was about the Chemistry-proposal thing.” You snapped your fingers a few times as you gathered your train of thought, but realizing it was not going effectively. “Well I just wanted to confirm it since, you know, I was hoping for any feedback from you throughout this week.”

     “I’m not sure if I have read it. I’ve certainly been busy this week,” he clarifies. “Nonetheless, we can talk about it later. Thank you for bringing it up. I’ll make sure to follow it up in my schedule, Ms. Y/N.”

     Both of you made your way out the door once there were only a minuscule amount of students left in class. You probably had been looking at your professor with gushing stares, but you doubt the other people in the room could notice it. They were farther away from where both of you stood, much less would they be able to hear what the two of your were talking about.

     “Oh thank you so much, sir!” You almost cried out and jumped in joy while reaching through the threshold. Moreover, you composed yourself before mumbling out, “I’ll see you later, Eric.” 

     In which you were certain no one would have heard it besides him.

.・゜-: ✧ :-　　-: ✧ :-゜・．

     “I’m sure you’ll get a good grade in the exams, Y/N,” Eric leans back to his seat with a humble smile upon his face. 

     “Really? I doubt so, there’s a kid in your class that keeps bugging me out to a study date, or whatever you call it,” you sneer. You lick your lips as you finish taking a sip around the wine glass, setting it down and looking back at the man you were having dinner with. “It’s getting very annoying though, he surely knows how to get on my nerves.”

     “I’m sure he’s just trying to flirt with you, like any other college boys do.” He optimistically and maturely lays out the options. “It’s pretty normal for anyone to chase someone they are fond of, especially for young adults like you.”

     It was a pretty obvious sign that he was trying to let his message reach you. 

     “Well, I apologize for my standards of men,” you say. “I just want to skip the whole heartbreak in college and character development. All that stuff you usually see in a typical teen romance movie.”

     You sigh, looking down and saying, “I already found a man for me. Why would I stoop down for some guy who’s most likely wanting something from me, and dumping me once he got what he wanted.”

     “Y/N, I don’t blame you for liking men that’s ten years older than you,” Eric assures. “But I want you to realize that you still have a lot to look forward after graduating

     “And I look forward for you too!” You tried to not raise your voice, though having dinner in his house wouldn’t really catch anyones attention. “I can’t wait to finally graduate from second semester and be able to spend more time, publicly, with you.”

     “Yes, I understand, honey.” He places his hand over yours as he tries to calm you down. “Like I said, I just want you to make sure that you’ve clearly thought this through.”

      Eric adds, “There’s plenty of men out there. I don’t want to take away your opportunity of experiencing something new at such a young age.”

     “I’m turning twenty-four! I promise you I’m thinking everything through.” Your voice was much weaker than a few seconds ago. The evident tone of strength fades even with one glance from the man in front of you. You felt yourself shrink in your seat. But you were sure he does not intend to frighten you into compliance.

     “Sorry,” you pout. “Didn’t mean to raise my voice.”

     “I understand, and I won’t pressure you any more tonight, okay?” He tries to uplift your mood, detecting quickly the shift of the room’s atmosphere. “You deserve a good dinner tonight, like I promised, sweetie.”

     His smile made you calmer. It was then that you realized why you were attracted to a man like him even if he was still your teacher.

     The way he handles you in any given situation so sensibly. Though it may feels intimidating at first, he consequently tries to override the tone of the conversation which cheers you up.

     With one hand, he hold yours and gently draws it towards him at the same moment he leans his head down. Eric presses a kiss against the back of your hand and you butterflies immediately fill inside your stomach. “I love you.”

     “I love you too.” Every doubt you had entirely disappeared now. If there were hints of you hesitating to continue seeing Eric, they were certainly long gone now.

     “Let me drive you home after dinner,” he offers, like the gentleman he is.

     Eric always does make sure you get home safe. However, you both agreed that he drops you off at least a block away from your house. Just in case people around your neighborhood might catch you, or worse your parents.

     It was not like you were ashamed of your relationship with Eric. Cautious was the term.

     You were only a few months in seeing him. Fair enough, he was your second semester professor and the both of you met before that period.

     You were not only risking the wrath of your parents once they hear you’re dating an older man, let alone your Chemistry teacher. But you were also putting him at risk if ever his faculty finds out.

     Eventually, the two of you pack up and end your conversation. Other than talking about college, the two of you also talk more about yourselves which has progressed you into learning more about each other’s personalities and likes.

     He helps you out of his house and into the passenger seat of his car. It had been more than thrice wherein he drove you home, and the familiar scent of leather and the typical Glad air fresheners has clung onto your nose. You strap on your seatbelt on just as he was getting inside the driver’s side.

     The ride was not entirely dead silent. Eric made a few more small talks before finally turning a right which was where he usually drops you off. It amazes you how instantly he remembered the way to your home, as you instructed him the first time.

     “Thank you for tonight, like always, Eric.” 

     As always, you made your way out of his car prior to giving him a kiss. You only had to walk straight ahead, glancing at your home which had one dim light illuminating through one window.

     Upon entering the house, you figured your parents were already asleep and a hint of the living room lamp was present. Taking the benefit of not having to be interrogated by anyone, you rushed upstairs to your bedroom, turned on the lights, and immediately closed the door behind you with a sigh of relief. A smile was also visible after recalling your night with Eric.

     As you made your way towards your bed, a piece of paper lays obvious in the middle of it. Your sheets were flattened and tidied, so you could obviously detect when something is placed on top of it. You have no memory of leaving it early in the morning before you left too.

     When picking the paper up, you realized it was a piece of polaroid film. Its back was facing you, having no idea what to expect at the front.

     At that point, the smile from your face turned into horror and all the color in you basically drained away.

     The picture displayed you and Eric at one dinner night out from a few days ago, you still remember. It could have been anything but malicious, but the way his hand was intertwined with yours as both of you laugh away without worries. It was clear as day, the light shining perfectly at the both of you. Anyone can conclude what was happening in the picture.

     You did not know this day would come. The picture was taken from Eric’s home to prevent such things like this from happening. So it puzzled you just as much at it terrified you.

     This was definitely someone who had been stalking either one of you. It was not a mere instance like paparazzis who catch celebrities dating on the streets of New York.

     Someone definitely have been observing the two of you.

.・゜-: ✧ :-　　-: ✧ :-゜・．

     Days have passed, a week almost. Examinations are scheduled for tomorrow. 

     And you prayed that the picture you received would be the only thing terrorizing your dreams. But you were completely wrong.

     From thereon, you started to receive more pictures, specifically one every morning and night, from your past hangouts with Eric. It were simple shots but had the power to completely jeopardize either one of you, mostly him at stake though.

     It was obvious that the person behind this was definitely observing the two of you for a while. Probably even during the most earliest weeks when your relationship with him started.

     Though it may seem unfair, you did not mention anything about it to Eric. It was enough the he was keeping with you, his job, and himself private – which clearly was not working out so well. You felt like it was your responsibility to handle this situation. You were so sure you did not try to publicize anything and kept it on the low.

      Nevertheless, it was out there. Eric had not mentioned anything so you assumed he did not receive a picture like you did.

     Currently, you were seated at the farthest row at the back of the room, somewhat near the corner. Physics was your last subject and you could not wait but finally leave.

     In addition, you texted Eric that you would not be seeing him until after the exams. It was an easy excuse not to see him, saying that you wanted to focus on studying for it; however, you knew that you would just be busy thinking about the creepy stalker gallery you have been receiving.

     “Hey.” Unsurprisingly, a familiar voice whispers next to you which disrupts your heavy train of thoughts. “You finished studying for tomorrow? I’m about to end my review with Chemistry later.”

     “Cool.” Probably the one of the most basic replies in the universe. “I haven’t finished studying, I’m kind of dealing with a lot of things recently.”

     You made sure to generalize your answer, but enough for him to sympathize and at least give you some space.

     “Oh, sorry to hear about that.” Peter frowns. He takes his seat a few desks away from your left, leaving you to continue thinking. You were thankful for his gesture too.

     Surprisingly enough the boy barely bothered you for the entire lecture. You were still engrossed on finding out whoever was stalking you, even so dating back to boys you evidently rejected during the first semester – who badmouthed you immediately afterwards. There were not a lot of names, so it was easy to remember who was who.

     You traced back to each boy and remembered what they said after you told them you were not ready to enter a relationship – a complete lie, you just did not want to deal with college fuck boys.

     Just as you expected from any of them, rumors have spread out about you which was mostly shaming you physically or mentally. Some were milder insults than the other yet at the end of the day you did not care.

     “Fuck,” you whisper to yourself. “Who was that boy at Liz’s party.”

     Your eyes were sealed shut, recalling a list of names while using your thumb and middle finger to massage your temples. It was getting frustrating and mentally exhausting.

     After some time, you had so much word filling in and our of your brain that you were not aware that your own name was being called. Your heart practically skipped a beat after hearing it the first time, assuming that you were being called to recite an answer. But you became content after seeing that it was just Peter, who started tapping your arm to get your attention.

     “Huh?” You lightly shake your head before turning your head aside.

     “Oh, class was dismissed a few minutes earlier than usual–”

     “Don’t forget to answer the assignment regarding thermodynamic concepts found it the book. You’ll hand it in immediately on Wednesday.” The professor addresses the class as they were already carrying their bags and themselves out the room.

     You start placing your stationeries inside yours, packing your other things up until it was only a pair of earphones and your phone left in front. Peter stood near the aisle while looking at you just as you were zipping your bag shut.

     “Oh shoot, I’m so sorry, Y/N,” he states out of nowhere causing you to furrow your eyebrows at him. “I forgot I still haven’t returned your Physics book I borrowed last week.”

     Nodding your head and standing up, you shrug it off. “It’s fine. You can return it tomorrow.”

     “Sure, but how will you do your Physics assignment?”

     Oh yeah. Your professor literally reminded the class a few seconds ago.

     “I think I might be able to do it overnight. How many pages is the task?”

     “Eight, or nine I think.” He frowns looking very guilty at you.

     “Shit,” you swore. That was a lot of pages than the usual assignments given.

     “Yeah, professor said it could help add points if you somehow get a bad grade at the tests.”

     “Never mind,” you tried to set his mistake aside. “I’ll try to do it within overnight tomorrow. I can ask for help from my friend tomorrow morning and–”

     “Wait! I realized you can stop by my apartment to get it.”

     “Oh–er, Peter, I don’t think I have time to–

     “It’s just nearby the campus, I promise,” he assures and adds, “it wouldn’t be a hassle, it’s probably on your way home anyway so it won’t make a difference.”

     “Uhm.” You were doubtful of him. 

     However, you did realize that you did not have anything to do after class. You were keeping distance with Eric for the meantime which meant that your schedule was mostly vacant after this.

     “Please,” he begs, “I feel so bad for keeping it the whole week. I swear it’s like a few blocks from here.”

     “Would it take more than twenty minutes?” You purse your lips, convincing yourself that you would rather force yourself to study at home than spend it at someone’s apartment.

     “I only take around ten minutes to walk so,” he answers. “Unless you’re a slow walker, of course.” The tone of his voice seeming to be joking.

     Again, he pleads. This kid will not fucking budge.

     “Fine,” you blurt out. Though, you realized your sudden-almost lash out moment at the boy that you made sure to reiterate it but slower, “I mean, sure. I can stop by your apartment to pick up my book.”

     An awaited smile and sense of agreement washes over you.

     Peter then leads the way as you walked behind him, maintaining a short distance so people would not throw out any suspicious looks. Like in every college, everyone knows just how fast gossips formulate and rumors spread.

     If you think about it though, it might avert anyone’s suspicion – mainly pertaining to your creepy stalker – with you and your Professor. But you were not prepared for that yet, maybe some time when you can finally think about its consequences through.

     True to his word, as the both of you exited the campus, it took a short time before the boy in front of you told that you were about to enter through the entrance to the building of his apartment. You were not so sure if it was really a momentary walk or because you were so focused on thinking and keeping a distance.

     At some points he did often look back in case you got lost from following him. Plus, like always, he asked you simple questions either about your day or your subjects to make small talk. In which case, you were barely answering him but definitely progressed compared to when he attempted for previous times during class.

     In addition, as the two of you walked down the block, the number of faces you could only assume was in college decreased. Meaning that the glares at you eased up.

     “Well, here’s my location.” A loud huff follows as he uses a key to unlock the door for the entrance to the building, “It wasn’t that far, was it?”

     “Yeah, I guess it wasn’t that far.” You agree as he holds the door for you and then walks right after you.

     As Peter leads you upstairs onto around the fourth level, he proceeds to walk along the corridors. The array of same beige colored doors with small golden indents of unit numbers paraded along it too. Eventually he stops and inserts a key into the lock, twisting it until hearing the unlocking sound.

     For a moment you hesitated to follow him. You just wanted your book and you were sure he can give it to you on a shorter span than your walk from campus to here. Was it that troublesome?

     Entering his complex, you discovered how minimalistic it looked. To be fair it seemed quite small, the living room instantly greeting you through the entrance and a kitchenette at the side. But since his things were tidied up, it looked roomy.

     You instinctively close the door behind you, slightly aware that it did not create a locking sound. Following Peter, you took a few more steps until you stood still at the passageway between his living room and entryway.

     “Do you want a drink?” Peter asks.

     “No thank you.” You were still trying to subtle. “I just want my Physics book, Peter. Please?”

     He looked at you and paused for a split second. You could feel the frown behind the expressionless look. “Yeah. Okay. Sure,” he nods for a few times before turning around and proceeding to a seemingly narrow hallway. “I’ll get it in my room. Be back in a second.”

     Your feet faintly paced back and forth, still where you stood a few meters between the entrance and living room. After a few more minutes, Peter emerges carrying the familiar book with one hand.

     He approaches you within a few stops but stops in his tracks, leaving a distance from you. “Well uh,” he starts as his chin was tucked.

     “I just want to tell you something before I hand you back your book.” He looks up at you with really pleading eyes. During other instances in university, you were definitely familiar with that look. However, this one probably ranked as one of the most downhearted ones. 

     You did not want to feel regretful for him. Though it definitely feels like you just kicked a puppy.

     “Was is it?”

     “I love you,” he blurts out as his face goes back from hiding and looking down.

     It seemed awkward. You were somewhat expecting it, but you were also hoping that this day would not come – or not at least until you graduate and leave the university.

     “Oh.” You honestly did not want to react.

     Were you going to say sorry? How about thank you? Would it be better if you said you did not like him back? Or will the best response be that you are already taken?

     “Peter, I–”

     “Are you really dating Eric?” He shots up with eyes appearing almost teary.

     What. The. Fuck.

     “No,” you mutter. It was not much of an answer to his question. It was more on being quite horrified as your mind started jumping to conclusions.

     The amount of things running around your mind right now was immeasurable.

     Firstly, anyone could make two and two out of what he said, especially knowing that no one knows it even so around your circle of friends.

     Secondly, you should have thought better. Your doubts with Peter should have been grater and you totally underestimated him. However, some part of you prayed that he was just an annoyingly awkward nerd who follows his friends regarding flirting tips.

     Lastly, you turned around and ran.

     You probably got your way with opening the door and taking two steps out. It was not long before you felt arms wrap around your waist and either side of your arms. You were then lifted and pulled behind while you tried to kick at the air as an escape. Did not work though.

     Peter was surprisingly stronger than you thought. He already seemed fairly muscular at class, hiding behind those long sleeved sweaters and flannels.

     Eventually the last thing you remember was the image of the door of his apartment open while you get sucked into the room further. Everything went black afterwards.

.・゜-: ✧ :-　　-: ✧ :-゜・．

     When you felt that you were slowly restoring to consciousness, you were aware of the pounding at the back of your head and your arms.

     You tried to move your hands, wanting to press against the parts of your body that were aching. But you felt incapacitated as your wriggled your wrists around and felt an unfamiliar sticky fluid enveloping around them.

     “Glad you’re awake,” a voice says. “Does your head hurt?”

     You tried to open your eyes, the dark lighting of the room not cooperating with your vision. A light from the window and a lamp were the only things that helped you form something out of the void. 

     From there you saw Peter Parker sitting closely beside you at the edge of the bed.

     Hell please let this be a nightmare.

     “What–” You groan, “What do you want from me.”

     Your mind was building up your anger yet your body says otherwise. You felt exhausted and heavy.

     Peter shushed you in a caring manner, “We’ll talk when you feel better. I’ll let you get more rest okay, sweetie?”

     “Uhh.”

     That was what you could remember the most. If you have awoken for other times in between your sleep, then you surely did not have an idea of it.

     When you finally woke up, the level of your grogginess felt little to none already. You looked around and saw that the room was still dark and seemingly still nighttime.

     As your head was twisting from side to side, you saw Peter appear from the doorway carrying a translucent cup filled with water in one hand. “Hey, you’re finally awake.”

     Instead of replying to him, your wrists writhe beneath the fluid that you are still not familiar of. You could not really look up to get a good view of what it was, but it was wet, sticky, and felt like super glue.

     On the other hand, both your legs, ankles, and feet were free. The back of your thighs bounced against the bed as you struggled, but it would not do much since your arms were practically stuck.

     “Fuck,” you grumble.

     “That won’t help. You’re pretty much stuck there,” he says, Then he takes a seat at the edge of the bed, alike where you remembered him positioned from earlier, “Might as well talk to me until I let you go.”

     “Okay then, when will you let me go?” Your voice was calm hoping you could talk your way out of this mess. 

     “If you behave for me like a good girl, okay?”

     Shivers went up your spine as you cringed at his statement.

     Immediately, your mood shifts from calm to furious after hearing his disturbing bargain. Then purposely rolling your eyes for him to see. “How the hell will I behave if you’re a creepy stalker! You disgust me!”

     Peter hums, displaying a look wherein he seems like he was thinking. You were not sure if it was sarcastic or not, either way it annoyed the hell out of you. “Creepy stalker sounds overstated, it was more on being curious.”

     You scoff as well as exclaim, “You sent me photographs of me and Eric at his house! Fucking hell, Peter.”

     “Oh yeah that part.” He slyly pouts his lips to the side as he comes to realize what he had done, “I guess it was a bit creepy–”      “What do you mean a bit? That was invasion of privacy!”

     Despite being trapped, both your hands balled into a fist, feeling very furious at his dense answers. “I was living my own life! I kept my relationships to myself,” you cry out.

     “Yes, but you weren’t completely living your life,” he whispers while gently combing his hair through the front of your hair. “You deserve much more than someone who couldn’t proudly tell that you’re his girl. Is he even a man? Do you really enjoy that kind of life, sweetie?”

     “We were happy,” you weep. The evident crack on your voice was a signal that you were about to cry though you were not sure if it was because you were held hostage or because you were worried for Eric.

     No one would understand your situation with him right now. Especially Peter.

     “Trust me you weren’t,” he scoffs. “You deserve so much more, and I can give you that.”

     “I’d rather be alone forever than be with you, asshole!” Your voice was inconsistent, clearly affected by how fast Peter’s mood also shifts quickly.

     You also figured you were not looking entirely fresh while crumbling beneath him. Drops of tears and sweat were all over your face and neck, both your eyelids felt swollen, and your nose was almost stuffed.

     Peter stand from the edge of the bed and advances to his desk from the side. A harsh bang echoed throughout the room as your body twitched out of shock.

     “What does that dick have that I don’t?!” He grits his teeth as the curves of his jaw intensifies. A displeased look was written all over his face. 

     “P-please let me go.”

     “I need you to answer, sweetie. We going nowhere unless you answer!” He was never going to let you go if you were not going to cooperate. 

     Every step he takes closer back to the bed just increases your heart beat further. He had rolled the sleeves of his sweater up to the edge of his elbows and you felt threatened looking at how firm his arms looked.

     “Peter, p-please,” you hiccup.

     As Peter returns to the edge of the bed, he does not hesitate anymore to keep a distance. His hands hover to either sides over your body and sets the left side of his head on your midriff, laying while also getting a good view of your vulnerable state.

     He does not even look life he was struggling to make an effort to keep you down, but you could feel how heavy he was and was barely giving you a chance to move around.

     “I can give you so much more, Y/N.” The way his gaze directs at you was definitely one of the creepiest things you have experienced. He had so much emotions yet completely lacked sympathy for your state of mind.

     Shutting your eyes, you only cried further. You felt a hand cup one of your cheeks as its thumb wipes away the pouring tears. Like a broken record, you only pleaded more, “Please let me go.”

     “I can’t.”

     “Why.” You bawled, realizing he has no plans of releasing you anytime soon despite it. “I won’t tell anyone about this, I p-promise.”

     “I know that,” he says, “but you’re going to run back to Eric, probably tell him too, right?”

     You did not want to answer, merely shaking your head as you resisted a cry from your lips. It was somewhat what you had planned, but now you were just scared shitless.

     “You won’t tell anyone but him cause no one knows about it other than you two, right?” He corners your words. 

     “Eric would lose his job if someone, especially your parents find out, right?” Hell he was correct. He most likely had been stalking you for so long to find out about it.

“You love him so much, you wouldn’t want to hinde

     It was terrifying that someone had been learning about you and your life for a while without your awareness.

     “Please stop. What do you want... money?” you whimper. 

     Peter did not seem likes normal college boy; he does not think like one, too, for sure. Anyone with a right mind would not do something like what he did. No one would have the guts to do so.

     “I just want you, Y/N. I want to give you what you deserve,” Peter answers as he sits up and leans his face closer to yours. His mouth leaves a small gap from your right ear as he whispers, “Let me make you feel good.”

     “No–”

     He cuts off your plea with a proposition, “If you let me, I might consider letting you free.”

     “You want that, right? Want me to let you go...” His hand combs through the other side of your face, “just let me show you that I can do way better than him.”

     Every ounce of your blood was trying not to give in. You were smart, you ought to find a way out of this. However, you realized that it will not be enough. You already struggled so much from the super glue around your wrists and you could not imagine how much more would it take now that Peter was on top of you.

     Eventually you stopped struggling and let him be. There was no way out of this than to let him do what he pleases.

     You feel his lips press against your ear first and then progresses over your cheek. His grip around your arms loosen after detecting that you stopped struggling beneath him. You could feel him smile on your skin, “That’s it, relax for me. Good girl.”

     His hand reaches to undo your pants as his lips drifted on yours to force their way on making out with you. Another hand then presses under your jaw and throat. “P-Peter,” you choke, feeling lightheaded after being unable to breath properly though your mouth until the grip had loosen.

     “Sorry, babe.”

     He soon descends from your face to your neck and collar region. You were so sure he was leaving marks on you as you felt him suck and nibble against your  skin. Like a controlling asshole he was, you expect to see bruises on your skin by tomorrow.

     Despite having your hands fastened, he still moves your shirt upwards past your head. It halts and hands loosely around your arms as you emerge topless beneath the boy.

     “Fucking beautiful,” Peter compliments your body under his breath.

     Although he seemed to have time on his hands, he does not leave a second wasted. He also goes to haul your pants past your legs and ankles. The growing look of impatience on his face says it all.

     Peter moves from your side and welcomes himself between your legs. He spreads them out to have enough space for his body and you could not feel more embarrassed than this.

     You grit your teeth over each other as you felt him press fingers against your cunt. Instinctively, you clench around nothing as he continues to play with your entrance, making sure you get entirely soaked under his touch.

     “You know you shouldn’t hold back. I know you’re loving it so far, your body says otherwise,” he teases before laying on his stomach and moving his head closer to your pussy.

     Without a warning, he licks a strip of you making the back of your thighs quake lightly. Peter senses your reaction and continues to do so, using his tongue to play around and poke inside of you until you were slowly giving in without even realizing it.

     Just as you thought you were getting used to his actions, he then inserts fingers inside you, feeling your warmth around it as he pushes it in and out.

     “Oh,” you moan.

     He continues, making sure he also does not leave your bud of nerves behind. The tip of his fingers and tongue alternate on playing against it, making you throw back your head out of pleasure.

     “I bet he doesn’t please you like this,” he scoffs.

     Eventually, at your vulnerable state, you could already feel yourself closing to an orgasm. Your toes curled as your temples throbbed, sealing your eyes shut as you accepted on giving in.

     You bit onto your lower lip, trying to resist a moan. Somewhere inside you, you were still trying to fight back and not let Peter have the satisfaction he had been craving.

     “You’re being so tight... Just let it out.” He coaxes and you hate how you did what he told you so.

     The extensive grin on his face seemed priceless. He pulled back and you were aware that you seemed exhausted beneath him. You assumed he was done with whatever he wanted to do with you.

     But when he started to take off his sweater and unbutton his pants, you realized it was far from over.

     As he presents himself just as naked in front of you, he again welcomes himself between your legs. This time you get a better view of him and his muscles and abs. He gets a good view of your body too for sure as his hand reaches to start stroking his dick.

     He places one hand on your thigh and pushes it farther to give him more room. Finally, he inserts in inside you and you automatically felt him throbbing between.

     There was a growing heat between the both of you, and it only intensified as Peter started to thrust his hips forward and backwards. There was not even a rhythm from him as he moves harder after hearing you softly moan underneath.

     The slapping sound echoes through the room that would eventually reek of sex and you felt ashamed that your body was enjoying all of this.

     “Ah… ah… ahh… agh….”

     “You’re starting to enjoy this, aren’t you?” He brags as one hand was reaching for your breasts while the other holds your thigh up. “Fucking slut.”

     Your body and mind were tired and could only hold so much longer. It was not a surprise when your stomach started to churn your the muscles in your thighs were cramping up.

     Peter did no help after seeing you starting to wear out. He tried leaning in to make out with you and expect to moan into his mouth. You did for a moment, a combination of both your drools were streaming down from the corner of your mouth.

     “We’re making a mess, huh,” he mumbles. “But I know you’re already a dirty fucking girl.”

     He proceeds to deprave you with statements, “Can’t believe you’re enjoying my cock better than that old man’s... Such a fucking whore.”

     You twist your head aside, trying to hide the fact that you feel like your temperature were burning up. You were so sure he could feel the increasing warmth of your walls either way.

     Your eyes were rolling back as you resist arching your back, which was not really a success as the amount of pleasure was overwhelming.

     As you writhe beneath him, you felt a hand on your cheek. It pushes your head back onto looking at front and at Peter. “I want you t look at me when you’re going to cum, sweetie,” he orders and you could not do much anyways.

     The second time you came was a whole other level. You never felt this with any person you slept with so far, rather not this fast and intense to say. “That’s it, fuck, you’re tighter than I could ever imagine.”

     Peter continues until it was his time to cum. The bed continues to move along with his pace and your body was basically abused to his liking.

     And even if you were not aware of it, the boy was practically thankful that his agency decided to agree to soundproofing his whole apartment – his motive being for personal reasons, which they did not question any time soon.

     You were helpless, you knew that. All you had in mind now was rest. Your eyelids were heavy and your mind was drifting to slumber.

     The last thing you remember was Peter moving over your body to come all around your chest like a painter with its paint brush creating a masterpiece from your chest to your core.

     “I love you.”

a/n: ily pls leave comments <3

[amazingphilza]

study buddies :: cc!multiple x reader

fluff , platonic , gender neutral ! some headcanons if the mcyts were trying to help you do hw :D

cc’s included in order: tommyinnit , tubbo , ranboo , wilbur soot , philza , technoblade

tommyinnit

i feel like he’s the type to be in a long discord call with you whilst you both try to finish your work

mans uses the screensharing feature like there’s no tomorrow

“y/n watch my stream on discord and help me guess the answers”

“tommy no! i haven’t even taken a film class before”

“your guess is good as mine”

“just cheat and google the answers!!!”

“fuck you”

he actually just wants your attention because he’s bored out of his mind doing homework

five minutes later of asking you to help him guess questions he’s like

“hey y/n”

“what now?”

“let’s play bedwars”

“oh my god shut up!!!”

if tommy has to speedrun something before a deadline, it is a whole different story tho; he will be so focused on completing that he won’t hear what you’re saying

if you’re struggling in math, you’re on your own

“math is shit, only numbers i need is my primes and youtube analytics” says tommy any time you complain about math

besides the fact he isn’t good at solving math problems, you can’t even read his handwriting if he did try showing you how to do a problem

“okay, y/n, it’s simple, just look” he says in his kareninnit voice and everything

you’d be like “is the variable a G or a 9??”

“fuck you that’s a 4!!!”

tubbo

i don’t know if tubbo ever talked about school before but something about him makes me think he’s actually pretty good at math

like he can explain a few things when it comes to math / algebra

CODING GO BRRRR

no geometry or calculus though, anything past algebra will go bad

if tubbo is doing homework with you, he will definitely tune you out

“hey tubbo can you help me on this question?”

you don’t get a response until like 20 minutes later

“oh yeah, what was it y/n?”

like now you answer? i just got the answer myself after so long, forget you smh

“oh nothing tubbo, nevermind!”

but you’re still grumbling in your head because if he answered just a bit earlier you wouldn’t have gone through the work of finding the answer online

i can also imagine if you’re taking chemistry tubbo is like ;

“oh you’re taking chemistry? let’s make some bombs!” /lh

tubbo would definitely pull an all-nighter with you to finish your projects together

if you had a group project, he would make you do the writing part while he does the drawing part

“we definitely aced this project”

“of course we did, if i made you draw we would’ve ended up with stick figure diagrams”

“TUBBO. THE FUCK?”

ranboo

okay i know ranboo said he isn’t a theatre or band kid (unless im wrong and forgetful) but i feel like he’d be somewhat educated in the topics nonetheless

half the time he’s great moral support, helping you stay motivated !

the other half is him making fun of you

“i cant believe you’re failing, that is so sad, can’t be me”

“it’s literally an honors class, ranboo! it’s supposed to be hard!!”

“taking an honors class willingly? also cant be me AHAHA”

i honestly can’t see ranboo going to school like i know he’s a minor and said he had zoom calls before and plays volleyball but like did i miss something? has he dropped out yet? like something about ranboo does not scream “student” /lh

besides that, i’m not sure what subject he would actually be good in,,, but something about nutrition/health sciences,, he knows a few things

don’t get me wrong, i don’t think he actually likes the subject but somehow remembers what he learned from the class

also gives me the type of energy of the type of person to take a first aid class to be a certified person to do cpr on someone just to kill time during his lunch breaks for a while or something

“i am a certified cpr person”

“my life in ranboo’s hands? oh god please no”

you two would probably joke about the ‘bad’ people in your classes or talk shit about your schools than actually doing anything homework related ngl AHAHAH

“you think your school is down bad? mine went back to campus full time after like 6 months into quarantine because they were running out of money”

“what the hell y/n? your school is a scam, drop out”

“arghhhh i knowww”

“i bet i make more money than your teachers combined AHAHAH”

wilbur soot

he doesn’t seem like the best person to ask for help for homework but can info dump you on very specific historical events + a bit of geography

i kinda see him as the person you can ask to proof read an essay for you and would help it improve immensely

who needs a thesaurus when you have vocabulary boy wilbur?

i dunno if it’s an american thing only or at all, but if/when you get to studying hamilton in your english class, he will get so fucking excited

“no wilbur it isn’t fun! imagine listening to lin-manuel miranda rap ‘alexander hamilton’ at the white house from like 2009 on repeat for over an hour whilst trying to write an analysis about it!! it was so distracting”

“well clearly someone has a personal problem with mr lin-manuel. if i were you, i’d be singing the whole thing”

is this last bit personal and complete spite from my freshman year english class? yes. i do not care? no. /hj

unrelated but i actually scribbled nice guy ballad lyrics and other songs on my english scratch papers in freshman year but anyway

probably isn’t the best person to be in a call to do homework with but wilbur doesn’t mind you ringing him occasionally sometimes

i dunno i can just see him easily get bored of the silence or something but also doesn’t want to bother you too much

but he is genuinely proud of you whenever you tell him you aced a big test you were studying for :D

philza

this man’s bad advice is as bad as him trying to help you on any subject

he’s an old man so /hj

but like honestly, he hasn’t been at school for so long, phil can probably only help with the most basic things when it comes to school

if you have a wack teacher that makes you collect data through surveying people, phil would be one of the best people to ask! straightforward and won’t take too much of your time compared to other people ahem,,

statistics things ! sobs

if you ever complain a lot about your classes and contemplating dropping out and stuff, he will def scold you hard

“ugh phillllllllll can i just like,, never go to school again?”

“do not drop out”

“argh fine, i won’t just ‘cause philza minecraft said so”

honestly if you get a high score in a big test like your sats/gcse’s (whatever you’re taking from wherever you are) he’d probably order you a small meal or something to celebrate :D

like how phil bought ranboo bought him food to his house, it would start as a joke but when you get your test scores back he’s like “YOOO GOOD JOB Y/N”

expect a left meat pizza coming to your house .

technoblade

like wilbur, techno is also helpful when it comes to history!

def knows a decent bit of literature too

besides that i don’t really see him being that helpful

even if he was supposed to be an english major

he will just get mad at the school system for teaching you useless things

“being in school is good but why do you need to know how to know if something is a triangle or not? i can obviously see with my eyes that it’s a triangle”

“i dunno! ask the person that made up geometry”

“just look at a kaleidoscope and be over with it, it isn’t that hard”

“that isn’t how it works—”

“bruhhh”

if you’re looking for the person to call while doing homework, he is not the person /lh

it’s either like 0 or 100 with techno

he can just completely not say anything and ignore you or go on a full rant about whatever class or homework you have

if you have an essay you need written, it will take a lot of bribing but he might take the opportunity if you are rich

“techno i’ll paypal you $10 please help me”

“no. i can make 10 times that amount in 5 minutes if i just started streaming right now”

“techno i don’t have that kind of money! pleaseee”

“no. instead of complaining, you can use that time to actually start you work”

“you’re the worst”

then you speedrun the essay and get an A just to spite him

[azraaah177]

Astrology Observations

SCHOOL EDITION ✏📚

Soo I saw that many of you really liked my Astro observations so I decided to do a special edition- School!! 🖊📚🎒📘

Remember that you can use sun/moon/mercury/rising!

Enjoy!!! ❤❤❤

📚 》 I have noticed that Leo females take school really seriously and LOVE being a top student while leo males usually ditch classes and don't really care about school. 😲📉

📚 》 Sagittarians favourite subjects are Religion and Chemistry! They love learning about spirituality and things how life works!

📚 》 Aquarians are the ones that will talk about taboo topics in class INTENTIONALLY just to make people uncomfortable and push their buttons (And also change their CLOSE MINDEDNESS)☻. They are also usually the ones to talk about sexual stuff the most and will say it openly 😃💋.

📚 》 Geminis, arians and scorpios are one of the best cheaters at school tests 🤭📝 - while pisces is THE WORST, they stare 5 minutes to copy one word and like they forget that the teacher is looking 😂. Teachers usually let pisces cheat tho 😲📒.

📚 》 Scorpios are usually sitting in the last row and using their phone 24/7. They are the ones that dress uniquely, A LITTLE vampire like, have intense makeup, love the color black and go to the toilet just to smoke. 🚬

📚 》 Arians are least likely to care what grade they got and they even give the test to teacher completely empty! 😳

📚 》 Cancers are usually the best at foreign languages. Also a lot of people, if they need help at school, will ask cancers 📘🖊.

📚 》 Virgos and libras are probably best friends in class and get a long with everyone THE SAME like nobody even argues with them like what-..!? They hate drama and arguing so much 📔👭

📚 》 Geminis value education so much and they are the ones to sit in the first row and never stop asking teachers questions... 👩‍🏫😫

📚 》 Arian males can be bullies but they don't see it as bullying they see it as joking.. 🤡

📚 》 Capricorns are hella friendly! Capricorn is actually the one who will most likely be friends with that lonely person sitting alone! Virgos and cancers will do this too! 😔❤

📚 》 Taureans are part of the popular kids group and get quite good grades! 📈

📚 》 Taureans and capricorns also love dressing in school uniforms!

📚 》 Cancers and leos love debates while an aquarius loves watching and confusing people by debating both groups and noone even know which side they are on! 🤔

📚 》 Capricorns usually go in private expensive schools for some reason(sun/moon/rising/venus also), and they love wearing watches and buying expensive wallets and shoes. ⌚

📚 》 Most girls in school have crushes on Virgo boys idk why they just that popular kid that has all A's ☺️

📚 》 Cancers, Pisces, Sagittarians, Geminis, Capricorns, Scorpios are the ones to remember their old crush/love the most. When listening to songs they will put most emotions to what has been and happened and in school they sometimes talk about them 💔🙂. When they are bored in school they will write about them like in poems or stories. Im being serious 😫

📚 》 When zodiacs get to do a presentation about whichever theme they like they would do this (From my school experience) : ● Aries would do it about the most popular sportsman/woman for ex. Mohammed Ali 🥊

● Taurus wouldn't even do it and teacher wouldn't notice AT ALL (I swear this happened and I didn't believe 😂)

● Gemini would probably do their favorite Celebrity Star (Retro possibly like Marlyin Monroe) 🌟

● Cancer would do a theme about The most popular healthy food cook or The "royal family" like Princess Diana 👸

● Leo would do a theme on Dancing or ice skating 🕺⛸

● Virgo would do a theme on their favorite movie 🎥

● Libra would do a theme on photography or friendship 📸👭

● Scorpio would do a theme on Coco Chanel 💋

● Sagittarius would do a theme on Gamesss 🖱⌨

● Capricorn would do a theme on scientology, forensic ☠

● Aquarius would do a theme "Extraterrestrial existence" 🚀👽

● Pisces would do about CATS and the teacher would be amazed and love it more than any other presentation for some reason??? 🙀😹🤔

Ty!!! ❤❤❤

[mabeysomeclasspecting]

Hi!! Your classpecting stuff looks really cool, mind doing me? Emoji: 🦎🦎🦎

What are your interests/hobbies?

I have a lot of interests, i love to draw and write and im learning to play the ukelele! I love science and always have loved science and i want to be a scientist one day, either an astrophysicist or maybe something to do with chemistry? I also like things like rocks and rodents and food. I like to cook and organize things, though i dont enjoy baking very much. Finally i also love playing video games and photoshopping stupid stuff. I also dont like watching tv or movies very much.

How do you see yourself?

I think im pretty charismatic and reasonably smart, though im not sure if ill ever be able to meet my own standards for being a great person, but i do try my hardest to be a really kind person and understand people. Im also really creative and i think im really good at designing characters and mapping out stories. My more negative traits are that im really obsessive over my interests and can annoy the shit outta people with how much i talk about them. Also when i get excited i tend to lose control a little bit especially over my voice and get kinda loud lmao (life of the autistic kid i sppose lol)

How do you think others see you?

I think my friends think im a lot smarter and cooler than i actually am. I also think they probably think im a lot happier and less scared of a person than i actually am. I really dont like people worrying about me so i always make sure to project a happy face even if im stressed or sad, and im not a sad person but sometimes i get sad and it can be hard because i can only face it alone.

How do you interact with your friends?

I act really enthusiastic around my friends and i always try to enjoy the things they enjoy while i also try and show them the things i like. If i notice my friends getting annoyed by me though i tend to detach myself from the group for a while. 

What’s important to you? (Specific people, ideas, morals, objects, ect.) 

Being a good person is really important to me. Im a really sentimental person and i place a lot of emotional value into most things i own. I also really care about my friends and my pet cats

Describe the ideal you, what kind of person do you strive to be?

I strive to be above all really kind to people and helpful, i also want to be smart and talented. My dream is to be able to tell a really cool story that people are able to enjoy!!

thanks :]

Hello! Thank you for the compliment ♡

I'd say your Aspect is either Light, Space, or Mind

For Classes I came up with Knight, Rogue, and Sylph

Overall I think Knight of Light is the most likely to be your title! But Rogue of Mind is a close second

Hope this helps!! Let me know if you have any follow-up questions :)

[bloom-bloom-pow]

enhypen as people from my hs

honestly high school was a blast for me and i just want to apologize to anyone who was in high school when covid hit 💔 i made so many memories and i was feeling nostalgic because i was listening to onoffonoff by keshi which released when i was in high school 😭 gOD im old 

heeseung

there was this one kid who was an actor and was always in the school theater performances (our school was focused on the arts so he looked really good 😩) he had the nicest brown eyes and i tHinK his name was isaac but he had this slight british accent and everyone thought he was really attractive 😭 i tried making small talk until i found out he was two years older than me and had a super pretty gf who lived in britain 💔 he didn't have a lot of friends because he was new and was the environmental club's leader but i swear... everyone had a crush on him 🤠 and heeseung kNOWS he's a popular, pretty boy..

jay

gives me my friend mikey vibes, he was my first friend in high school... he saw me walking in the halls like 😫 and he was like do you want some meatballs? i stress made 75 meatballs.. please eat some with me... and BOOM yeah my first friend of high school over meatballs 😭 he was so funny and tutored me in spanish 😣 he wasn't even that good himself... i wasn't paying him tho so it didn't matter... if anyone tried to cancel him he would lift up his shirt bc everyone was in awe of his abs and we would all just shut up. i can see jay do this in the future, like i just know he checks himself out... 😭

jay

omg one of mikey's good friends was named elliot and elliot was one of the absolute nicest people i have ever met like he drinks his respect women juice 🤠and he accidentally told his baseball team we were dating so we had to fake date for a while and break it off (nothing romantic actually happened) and one time i was walking with him and his friends to the market but his baseball members asked if he wanted a ride 😳 he was going to get in but then he realized i wouldn't be able to ride and so he sacrificed a car ride for a friend 😭 also we got pizza every week.. idk yall but jake screams this type of energy

sunghoon

i was friends with this guy named steven and we were neighbors and i was so in awe with him because he was literally good at everything !! dance captain, cross country star, one of the smartest in our grade, amazing painter, bassoon section leader, funny, like what 😭 he dated my ex best friend all throughout middle and high school (they're married now..) but literally i was surprised every time he could do something else perfectly 😩 i didn't know sunghoon was an ice skater for a pretty long time and when i found out i was like 😥 what can't this boy do.. literally so talented and v v heartthrob 

sunoo

this babyboy reminds me of one of my closest friends now that i met in my freshman math class named kelly 🤩 kelly unni if you're reading this ily but like fr this girl would smile all the time and offer me snacks while learning stupid stuff like parabolas and blah 🙄 for any special holiday/bday she would always give out ramen noodle packs and can i mention she dances so well ?? we spent most of our time talking about seventeen who had just debuted i think (omfg) and this one boy named john who she really liked 💀 very cute and foodie vibes, we still rant to each other all the time 😣

jungwon

omfg this is literally my friend sam 😭 so so competitive and  took like almost 12 aps during hs and i highkey miss him 😭 so over competitive to an amount i had to become his therapist every spring 💀 had an INSANE obsession with twice and joshua hong and was friends with furries his freshman year.. highkey bad at texting still to this day and the only reason why i passed chemistry and was my prom date bc i got dumped a week before people could buy prom tickets 🥺 he was a really good friend.. the work ethic screams yang jungwon 😍 also a surprisingly good dancer despite being tall,, 

ni-ki

honestly gives me vibes of the girl who always asked for math homework 5 mins before it was due (i forgot her name 😭) but she was really funny and loud and apparently she got a lot of likes on musically (DO U GUYS REMEMBER?? I WAS IN HS😣) so nobody could really say no to her also she was on cheer and very hot so how could i say no ?? 😢 i let her copy off me for popularity 💀 but yea after using my for a good grade she gave me a hug and a giftcard and i was literally like WHQJSHWHWB????? idk just her chill vibe gives me ni-ki vibes 🤩

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im on a roll woah. this is the third piece i’ve posted today 

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okay so under the cut there’s a very long rant (with pictures!) about why shinsou is my fave character, if you’re interested

ALRIGHT

this boy - nay, this man - is the only sane one in this whole manga i swear. and he’s only there for a few scenes in a couple arcs, yet he’s brilliant for every second onscreen

hero society is absolutely broken, and shinsou has been dealt with the brunt of it in very similar ways to midoriya. except for shinsou, there’s no deus-ex-machina coming to give him a perfect quirk and a perfect future. no. this guy has to fight for his chance just to get a seat at the (metaphorical) table. despite everything, all he wants is to help people. 

shinsou calls people out on their bullshit. he calls out bakugou for acting like he’s above everyone else literally within 5 seconds of meeting him, which is more than any of the students or teachers at mido and baku’s middle school. 

his LITERAL FIRST ACT IN HIS FIRST EVER APPEARANCE is to defy the kind of ‘quirk hierarchy’ in the bnha universe (a person with a villainous quirk daring to criticise a person with a heroic quirk? how dare they!) and this really tells you all you need to know about shinsou: he’s here to kick back against hero society and change things for the better, and he’s not afraid to ruffle a few feathers along the way.

and he gives izuku a wake-up call during their fight. while izuku has been living it up with a great quirk, at this point he’s forgotten his roots. he’s forgotten that there are people out there who are denied the opportunities which come easily to him. speaking with shinsou inspires him to call out todoroki’s complacency with his quirk, and then to choose deku as his hero name (which is basically a big ‘fuck you’ to bakugou and defiance against every time ppl tried to put him down for being a ‘quirkless, useless deku’).

of course, shinsou is not without faults. every good character has them. he starts off completely unwilling to open up, and isolates himself from others - likely a self-defence tactic, knowing that others will isolate him for his quirk and doing it to himself first to avoid the hurt. he himself falls victim to society’s stereotypes, assuming that midoriya will be an arrogant asshole just because he has a powerful quirk. he spends the first half of the sports festival using his quirk on ppl without their consent, pushing them down just to pass.

however. shinsou grows and learns and never gives up. while writing this i’m looking at some panels during the joint training arc and it’s just - HE’S WORKED SO HARD AND HE’S FINALLY GOT THERE AND IM SO HAPPY FOR HIM. all he needed was for one person to give him the chance, and he ran with it. 

he’s been put down and denied opportunities for something he can’t help, that he was born with, since his quirk is something which other people would consider inherently dangerous or predatory. 

on that note, can i just briefly mention that i think he comes across as kinda queer-coded?? idk that might be just me. i could be making something out of nothing, but in my brain he is and this post is about my opinions of him so uhh. if you disagree, don’t @ me

ALSO his quirk is actually INTERESTING and has so much potential. there’s a lot of really boring/cliché/self-explanatory/plain weird quirks in 1-a (permanent invisibility has no possibility for improvement, elemental quirks are basically avatar, and mineta and sero’s quirks are just... strange. i honestly don’t know what horikoshi was thinking with those two) and i really want to see shinsou in action more.

LOOK AT THIS ANGSTY MAN. MIDORIYA IS PROBABLY THINKING ‘I WANT TO BEFRIEND HIM!’ AND JUST - SAME. 

every panel he’s in, he genuinely steals the show. he’s not a comedic character and yet his interactions with the class in the joint training arc and with mido after their fight at the sports festival are so funny and he brings the best out of any character he’s in a scene with. i bet that if he joins 1-a and becomes a more recurring character, he’ll build up some great chemistry with characters and we can finally see him shine. 

as much as i love his interactions w/ monoma, i don’t want him to go in class b because then he’ll be sent back into Minor Character Hell which he DOES NOT DESERVE. he’s too good. please horikoshi, don’t do him dirty like that.

in conclusion, i love him

he is so damn relatable my dudes. evidence:

-likes cats 

-fights back against discrimination in society

-serial insomniac (along with everyone else on this hellsite, i bet. it’s currently 3am here)

-introverted (haha talking to people?? hanging out just for the sake of it?? no thanks, i just wanna draw in my room with my cat)

-rubs his neck as a nervous tick (try and tell me u don’t have some kind of habit like this. i personally pick at my fingernails/wrists but i know that a lot of ppl rub their necks as well. 

(also it’s a very easy piece of body language to draw and convey nervousness - he does it all the time in the manga even when his expression is serious, so i think it’s horikoshi’s way of showing that he’s nervous without compromising shinsou’s resting bitch face lol)

-comes off as abrasive/rude at first (i spend my first few days in a new place giving everybody the silent treatment haha. it’s not even meant to be rude, i just have to get used to them before i open up. so this is relatable to me, idk about you)

-he has aizawa as a dad mentor and don’t we all want that? there’s a reason the ‘dadzawa’ tag is so popular

-the rest is fanon but: big fan of underground heroes which is the equivalent of being in a niche fandom (cough anime cough) irl, shitty or nonexistent parents, possible ideals of vigilantism, awesome big brother to eri

-did i mention he likes cats

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First kiss with Ateez

Hongjoong

It’s nighttime and you stroll through the empty streets of Seoul. You were visiting popular spots around town, but as it was so late, nobody but you two were there. It felt like you had the whole world to yourself. And while the street lights illuminated your face, Hongjoong knew in this moment that he was falling for you. Unconsciously he was leaning in and you followed his movements. When his lips met yours it felt like the city exploded into lights. The kiss was slow yet passionate and he hold your face like he did want to capture this moment for as long as possible.

Seonghwa

You were at a weekend trip as your family was friends with each other. During a campfire your family started to embarrass you and told how you were crushing so hard on Seonghwa last year. You never told him and he was oblivious to it, although it seemed obvious to everyone else. While you excused yourself (and thought about plans to let your family pay), he followed you to ask if you were ok. ,,Well of course not. My family just exposed my crush on you.“ Seonghwas expression was genuinely surprised. ,,But they said your crush on me was last year.“ Oh shit, you were digging this hole even deeper. ,,Yeah, that’s ehm what I meant.“ He looked at you with a slight smile, seemingly amused. ,,That’s too bad actually. Cause now I’m the one crushing.“ He tried to go back to your families, but you just grabbed his hand without thinking. ,,I lied... I’m..“ You couldn’t even finish this sentence as he quickly pecked your lip and waited for your reaction. When you smiled at him, he stated ,,So that’s ok then.“ You both were leaning in this time and kissing for longer. Your family started wondering if you both went missing, but when they find you almost making out, everyone was happy for you.

Yunho

Yunho and you were friends since your early school days and soon all would come to an end. With your upcoming graduation and you wanting to travel around for several months it looked like your friendship could change drastically. And not only that. You both had feelings for each other, but nobody dared to say anything. The week after your graduation you hang out in your tree house, that you build when you were kids. You were leaving in 5 days and spend all your free time thinking about what to do. You were so afraid of losing your friend and felt slightly on the edge. Yunho and you talked for several hours, but your worries never left and when you said goodbye, the tears started to drop. ,,y/n, how can I help you.“ He was holding onto you, rubbing your shoulders and your face ever so gently, while you tried to respond. ,,I’m really afraid that we will lose each other.“ Yunho felt his heart sink. ,,Don’t be, im coming with you.“ At this point you were really confused, but Yunho actually planned to travel with you for quite some time and he wanted to surprise you last minute. Relief settled over both of you and it felt right in this moment to just kiss him. So you did and everything fell into place. You knew each other for so long, that it was familiar and by the way Yunho continued to kiss you and give little kisses all over your face to collect the tears, you could feel his love for you.

Yeosang

It started when you had the glorious plan to learn how to skate. You went to the skatepark to practice your basic skills until you saw some cute boy, who was really talented. You never saw him talk much to the other people, so you asked them what was up with him. ,,He’s really shy“ everyone said about him, but still one day he came over to you to offer you some help. ,,Sorry, I don’t mean to interrupt you, but you’re doing the trick wrong and I’m afraid you might hurt yourself.“ He showed you how to do it way easier and you were grateful for his help. That day you talked for hours. It was really comfortable as he had such a calm attitude and gave you loads of tips. Over the next couple of weeks you practiced together and started to hang out all the time. It was pretty obvious that Yeosang was falling for you and although you felt the same, you never thought he would feel the same way. One afternoon when you went to the skate park, Yeosang got distracted by you and fell from his board. You immediately rushed to him as he laid passed out on the floor. He was mumbling sentences, but you couldn’t understand as you were calling the hospital as his legs was bent in a strange angle. The ambulance arrived minutes later and you accompined him on the way. After hours it turned out that his leg was injured, but fortunately not broken. You talked to him and he hold your hand the whole time and nobody seemed to really notice. His parents came to visit and you left the room, but still heard them say ,,Is this your girlfriend/boyfriend?“, to which Yeosang said ,,Hopefully one day“. When they left, you wanted to say goodbye as well, but also found the courage to do the following. ,,Does it hurt much? I could kiss it better.“ He nodded slightly so you leaned in to kiss him on the lips. When you turned away, he was blushing and his heart monitor went crazy. ,,y/n it still hurts a lot“ and with that he leaned in to give you a much longer kiss, while his heart was about to explode.

San

You knew San for years as you were both in the music industry. At this point you knew each other well enough, so you could just sense that San was especially nervous that day as his parents were in the venue. ,,I’m not good enough. They will think that I should just quit.“ He was freaking out and talking nonsense and you were just trying to calm him down. ,,Stop talking like this. You’re really talented and you deserve to be on this stage. Your parents should be proud of you as you’re such a good person.“ San was calmer, but when the last minute countdown started, he was hyperventilating. You didn’t know what to do. He was on the edge of a mental breakdown and you needed to somehow fix it. You remembered an idea from a tv show (it’s Teen Wolf) and before you could think things through, you were kissing him. San was so shocked that his breathing came back to normal. ,,Oh, it worked.“ You were perplexed as it worked out perfectly and San was still taken by surprise. ,,Y/n, thanks for helping me out.“ and under his breath he said ,,but now I got another problem“ (his feeling for you). He somehow managed to do the show smoothly and was over the moon by it. When he saw you backstage he was still overwhelmed by everything, so he went to steal his second kiss of the night, which was way longer and full of emotions.

Mingi

Mingi was one of the best dancers of your school and you needed some help for your upcoming semester as you had to perform a song in front of the whole class. ,,I don’t believe that you can’t dance. Nobody is as bad as they think.“ Oh boy was he in the wrong. When you showed him your dance skills he was bursting into his bright laughter. ,,Well ok, we need to work on this immediately.“ Mingi was always friendly and helpful. His easy-going personality helped you a lot through the dance lessons in the following weeks. Both of you were still a little clumsy, so when you did a spin Mingi was tripping and tore you both to the floor. And that is how you ,,unfortunately“ landed on top of his lips. Both of you were really perplexed and froze for several moments before pulling away. You tried to act like nothing happened, but he couldn’t let it slide. ,,It was actually not that bad. I kind of enjoyed it, but we could just go on a date first??? If you want...“ Mingi was struggling with his words and you were as well. ,,Yeah, that would be nice.“ So you started to see each other and the rest is history. (It started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this. It was only a kiss...)

Wooyoung

Wooyoung and you were doing a group project together and it was quite annoying. Nobody was keen on working with the other person, but that’s the nature of this kind of school work. You fought a lot about how little the other person did and you still hadn’t a clue what to do for your presentation. Time was slowly ticking away and so did your nerves. You literally couldn’t stand him staring at you, like he hated you with all of his being. Your frustration grew as you made no progress on the project. All your stress made your habits ten times worse. You started biting your nails and lips and Wooyoung felt worried when he looked at you. ,,y/n, you should try to relax a bit. It’s just a grade.“ ,,Why do you actually say that? Like you would care.“ Truth was he didn’t care for the project, but he cared for you. You worked like this for some time and your stress became worse as you tensed your jaw and bit down on your lips. He couldn’t take it anymore, as he quickly (but somehow gently) leaned in and kissed you. Wooyoung thought that you would interrupt him immediately, but he was wrong. You were kissing for what felt like hours and the stress slowly left you bit for bit. When you parted, nobody dared to speak. Wooyoung wanted to say something about the kiss and that you shouldn’t bit your lips as it’s such a waste of them. But you tried to gather your remaining brain cells by saying ,,We still got nothing, Wooyoung. The presentation is tomorrow.“ And with that you both bursted into laughter, somehow finished everything and winged it and still found the time for other things along the way.

Jongho

You and Jongho were practicing for a musical. As you both were the lead roles you had to practice for several hours a day and grew closer to each other. It started out as a really sweet friendship but after some time you developed feelings for him, although you stayed quiet. You knew that your chemistry on stage was unmatched, but you just didn’t know if it was the fact that your roles were designed to fall in love with each other or if it was real. On the day of the performance you felt incredibly nervous, but when you saw Jongho you calmed down immediately. He gave you a long hug before the first scene and everything went smoothly. During the last scene everything got more intense than usual and you felt the urge to finally do something about your feelings. Just when it all was coming to an end and the curtains fell, Jongho wasted no time to kiss you. Even though the applause was extremely loud, you didn’t acknowledge your surroundings anymore. Both of you just stood there for what felt like ages, until the rest of the cast came and stared at you like ,,it was about time“.