#but in the pretty airhead sense u are bang on

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idk who the atsumu looking fool is that you keep posting…….. but i love him i’m so desperately trying not to start a new anime but goddamn he looks fine 🫡

tell me does he give himbo vibes bc if so i’m IN

vash is like the himbo respects women golden retriever bf IDEAL

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hi, this is @frindoka ‘s Squid Blog! ☝️ here’s Some of my guys (all agents, i have some other ones too), i made this primarily to just post about my ocs for fun lol. short blurbs are under the cut !

my splatoon oc universe is some sort of convoluted weird splat3 au, but hey, i’ll make it make sense one day. contains splatoon 3 spoilers as well

new/neo agent 3 (ari): they/them

very airheaded and spaces out a lot.

named their lil buddy “fortnite” because they thought it would be cool (they found a super beat up copy buried somewhere and thought of it as ancient treasure or something. lol)

kind of stumbled into the sewer on accident and was immediately appointed to agent despite having no fucking clue what’s going on. is fine with it.

sibling of adonis- still reeling from the fact their sibling has been working for the new squidbeak splatoon for a While before they joined. explains the random disappearances.

autistic! doesn’t pick up on most social cues, and has a resting blank face. very friendly though!

fortnite is their best friend if you say anything mean about fortnite they WILL cry and then bite you and then cry again. in that order

chin scar from banging their chin on the edge of a table when they were younger. very embarrassed by this

internet friends with 4/caiman since caiman lives in THE MIDDLE OF FUCKING NOWHERE? and ari in splatsville. they visit each other sometimes though.

agent 3 (anchor): they/them

Also autistic (can u tell i’m projecting.), stone-faced and threatening looking, actually kind of a dork and a loser and is pretty nice. doesn’t speak to most people, if they have to it’s in whispers and short sentences. not cause they’re mean at all though

definitely weird and strange and off putting. eats rocks for fun, will shovel the snow from alterna in their mouth if they were dared to do it.

that sanitization scar is still there uh oh

fond of fortnite. Fortnite is Not Fond of them. also ari thinks they have cooties from ripley/8. anchor doesn’t have cooties (promise)

lots of scars that they’ll insist are from cool battles but they literally just. trip and fall a lot. a few Are from fights but most of them.. are from clumsiness.

agent 24 …..

agent 8 (ripley): he/she

got her nose scar during the fight with 3 while they were sanitized. 3 feels real bad about it still

generally very kind and caring and has a smooth voice, welcoming yet weary around strangers- takes a bit for him to warm up but he’s like the nicest person you will ever meet otherwise

likes nudibranchs. fond of those little beasts!!!

really fuckin good whenever she decides to participate in turf war it’s Kind Of Scary. primarily uses snipers or sloshers.

has visited splatsville a few times. seen fortnite once. she loves him he is her pal!!! her buddy!!!!!!! fortnite is indifferent.

agent 4 (caiman): he/she/they

transed gender. (tbh all of them are but like. most explicitly obvious) named themselves after caimans cause they bite people too.

has gotten into a LOT of fights and has tripped and fallen a LOT, resulting in near constant bruises and scrapes and a few scars. anchor tries to get them to be more careful despite being on the same level of clumsiness…

loud and doesn’t shut up but like. real funny, cracks a lot of jokes but sometimes doesn’t understand the right time to make them.

loves fortnite. fortnite is fond of him. they’re pals!

caiman knows about ari’s agent work and vice versa (he let it slip on accident over a text and ari was horrified cause they work there too)

onto the. Not “Canon” Agents who r just originalll ocs

agent 6 (amaranth): she/he

friendly! excitable! very overwhelmingly positive person, sunshine pours out of him like a faucet and leaks into others hearts… even adonis’

had no friends before the squidbeak splatoon- her overly excitable behavior annoyed a lot of people she was around (those people sucked anyways help) , and they basically all abandoned her. gives her lots of Issues, but she’s healing.

relatively new recruit? has been there for a year ish at most. lives with adonis and ari & is in the Love w adonis lol (they’re dating!)

good at baking.

fortnite kind of scares him

agent 5 (adonis): they/it

was once kinda like amaranth (loud n excitable) before trauma hit them like a truck and now they’re super closed off and bitter. they learn how to be more open with amaranth and ari’s help and care.

former friends with agent X (tehyre divorced. squid divorced.) before X turned out to be working with Bad Guys (tm) - adonis ends up shooting/splatting them when their backs turned and feels a LOT of guilt over it

pays the rent for its apartment but sometimes ari and amaranth chip in

fun fact me making ari and adonis look similar was completely accidental, but i made them siblings to explain their similar appearances lol…

secretly really likes fortnite. it sneaks out salmon eggs from its side job @ grizzco to feed to him.

agent x (nobody knows! not even me!): they/them

mad scientist archetype.

works (worked) with mr grizz to create the fuzzy ooze after they respawned in a … completely random place. (with both their communicator + little respawn machine thing all broken) ended up a test subject for grizz to see if the fuzzy ooze worked before he scattered it about, and now the ooze is slowly overtaking their entire body.

generally a nuisance but not dangerous unless they want to be. kind of like deep cut but they show up way more frequently in random areas to bother adonis specifically.

what’s a fortnite?

generally feels a lot of resentment towards adonis but also mr grizz cause of the fuzzy ooze thing, but he’s their boss + he promised to reverse the effects… Eventually. Maybe.

they uh. they fcuking die btw like since their respawn thing is all broken (basically inklings/octolings have respawn machine things? attached to clothing/backpacks/whatever in order to respawn safely, specifically during turf wars, so they don’t end up just. Dying… but since X’s is broken and barely got them to respawn randomly in the first place, they die as soon as they get pushed into the water in alterna. rip bozo)

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Between His Fingers, Chapter Two

a/n: so it looks like i’ll be updating weekly! this one is longer, and i hope u guys like it!

tags: @kakyoins-bang​ @i-mean-i--guess​ @spaceeballs​ @casketjuice​

warnings: minors in a strip club, reader is disguised as a cocktail waitress, some very mild sexual content, mentions of Dio grooming(?) reader, stand fights, canon typical violence

chapter one

one year later

“Find the Joestars, huh?” You muttered under your breath. “Seems easy.”

You looked around the Saudi Arabian strip club you were currently disguised as a cocktail waitress for. The disguise was a leather tube dress, accentuating your curves and showing a little window between your tits. It didn’t disguise the scars high on your back, covering your shoulders in a crude impression of wings. Your Stand, in materializing, had seared its wings onto your back forever. Your scars didn’t bother you. 

You were still more than pretty, and decidedly more confident. In just one year, you’d gotten very good at seduction and deception. Dio was a good teacher. You’d practiced in clubs just like this, finding men and making them buy you pretty things, before leaving without so much as a phone number. You were well known in Cairo for this trick.  Dio knew how to get his way, and now, so did you. He’d been reluctant to let you leave his mansion, but it was necessary to get rid of the Joestars. 

He didn’t like you smoking, and only let you do it in the bars you frequented to make money off stupid men. Your loyalty to Dio was such that you were even trying to stop that habit, but in this dark, hazy club, it was hard to not want a fucking cigarette. You took a deep breath and scanned the crowd.

Dio had said they’d be the tallest and worst dressed people there. You held back a snort. Like Dio had room to pass judgement on who was worst dressed. Regardless, the group you were focused on was definitely the tallest. Worst dressed? Debatable. Highly so. It wasn’t well lit in here, and they were a few yards away, but the biggest one was wearing some kind of school uniform. It looked tight, but he also looked very good in it. He looked bored, a cigarette dangling from his lips and surrounding them in smoke. Fuck. 

The next one was a redhead, with long, messy hair. His outfit was far from messy, being a much tidier school uniform. He looked uptight, but he was still pretty cute. He looked as if he was trying to communicate to the other man there that he didn’t want to be there. It was too loud for you to hear anything, the bass pounding in your chest. 

The last man was definitely the worst dressed. Even compared to Dio. A black shirt with one strap, slicked up hair, and white pants with boots? Wow. There was a lot of bad taste in that package. He looked drunk to top it off, and was laughing at the redhead. 

You started to make your way over. As you came closer, their conversation became audible over the bass. 

“Come on, Kakyoin, lighten up! Have a little fun!”

“We shouldn’t be here. It’s too public. Especially with the blood bond, Dio definitely tracked us here.”

You stifled a laugh, coming up to sit on their table. You put on a bubbly, airheaded front and said, “Who’s Dio, handsome?”

The redhead glowered. “Nobody.”

The biggest one snorted and flicked his cigarette ash behind the seat. You smiled charmingly. “Well, can I get you any drinks, boys?”

The one with slicked up hair nodded, already staring at your legs. The redhead seemed to be trying not to look at your tits, but failing miserably. He was blushing madly. The tall, dark haired one was impassive. He glanced you up and down. “A beer for me. I don’t care what kind. The drooling one gets water. Eh! Polnareff!”

The worst dressed of the bunch managed to tear himself away from your legs and look at the tall one. “Oui, JoJo?”

“Jojo” sighed and pulled his hat over his eyes. “Yare yare daze.”

You perked up. “Are you Japanese?”

He nodded. The redhead nodded with him, and said, “We both are. Japanese students.”

Time to gush. You gasped. “That’s so cool! What’s your names?”

The redhead glanced at his friends and smiled at you. He seemed to be warming up to you, which was good. “I’m Noriaki Kakyoin, that’s Jotaro Kujo, and the drunk one over there is Jean Pierre Polnareff.”

You had identified them from Dio’s descriptions by now, but he was cute. Kujo was the one with the most dangerous Stand, though they were all very powerful, and Kakyoin and Polnareff were both deserters from Dio. That couldn’t stand.

��You opened your mouth to say something else, and Jotaro got tired of it. “Eh, woman. Get us our drinks already.”

You smiled and stood up, walking over to him and straddling his lap. He averted his eyes, grumbling. Polnareff whooped. “Get it, Jojo!”

Kakyoin chuckled at him. Your smile turned to a smirk. “Now, is that any way to speak…”

You ground down on his lap and whispered in his ear, “To a fellow Stand user?”

Jotaro stiffened against you, becoming a wall of flexed muscle. His hands closed on your neck, and you smirked. “First mistake, Kujo… My Stand isn’t limited by me.”

A wing flicked out from your back. It threw Kakyoin and Polnareff against the wall. Kakyoin hit with a grunt and crumpled, and Polnareff went limp on impact. Your Stand’s hands materialized around Jotaro’s throat, burning through his skin. Its other pair of arms materialized around his wrists, searing skin and burning into his flesh. He cried out, not expecting the heat of your Stand. His grip slackened, and you pushed off him and jumped a few yards away. The music had stopped and people were fleeing the club at the first sign of trouble. You smirked. “You might be fast, but nothing can stop the holy light of my Stand, Angel of Judgement. It suggests the Judgement card in the tarot deck, and it will not rule in your favor, Kujo. My name is Y/N. You’d better remember that when you’re begging for mercy.”

His hand was on his neck, feeling the burns. “How is your Stand tangible, woman?”

You said, “It’s not. My Stand has harnessed ultraviolet light and radiation. It radiates the light of Heaven, and that light is still intangible, even if it sears your flesh, Kujo.”

It materialized behind you, and Jotaro squinted. It didn’t make any sense. It was almost as humanoid as Star Platinum, but much more graceful and angelic in appearance. It… No. She had four arms, three heads, and uncountable wings, pinwheeling around it like a halo. Her body was covered in countless eyes, opening, closing, blinking, glowing. It shone with an unimaginable radiance, lighting up the dingy club and setting the tables close to it aflame. Staring at it was giving him a headache. He shook his head and looked away. The moment it saw him turn away, it attacked. Your Stand grabbed his jaw and slammed him into the wall. He slumped to the floor, hand shaped burns littered on his body and his head bleeding onto the floor. You licked your lips. “Damn, Kujo. I’d hoped for more. Where’s that famous Stand of yours?”

He looked up and coughed. “As the old man says, ‘The moment an enemy starts to gloat about victory, they have already lost.’ Where is my Stand, you ask? Behind you, bitch.”

You gasped and whipped your Stand around, but Star Platinum was already there. Its fist crashed into your Stand’s jaw, and your vision went black.

You woke up in a hotel bed, with warm sheets over you. You sighed and stretched before remembering what had happened last night. Shit. Where were you? You got up and looked around.  It was a hotel room with two large beds, one of which was made neatly and one of which you had just gotten out of. You heard something faintly. Muffled conversation was happening outside. You crept to the door to listen. The redheaded one was talking. Kakyoin? Yeah. “You removed it?”

Jotaro spoke. “Of course I did.”

Kakyoin breathed a sigh. “Good. She’s no longer a threat?”

Jotaro must have shrugged. Kakyoin spoke again. “Her name again?”

Jotaro huffed an irritated breath. “Y/N. I told you. She told you. Yare yare daze...”

Kakyoin must have nodded.

You noticed you felt different, and immediately touched your forehead. No flesh bud, only a bandage. You sighed, then noticed you were in a long shirt, your bra, and underwear. You shrieked. Someone had seen you naked. Your scream brought in the two inhabitants of the room, Jotaro and Kakyoin. Kakyoin looked frazzled. “What’s wrong?”

You stood up. Oh. Fuck, they were tall. Standing tall, you reached Kakyoin’s shoulder, and Jotaro was at least half a foot taller than him. 

It didn’t matter. You mustered up your courage. “Where are my clothes?”

Kakyoin glared at Jotaro, who looked even more stoic. “I told you she wouldn’t be happy about us undressing her.”

Jotaro glanced at you, pulling his hat down. “Yare yare. We thought you’d be more comfortable like this.”

You glared at him. “Where are my clothes?”

Kakyoin pointed to the armoire. You pulled out your clothes and your bag, which you supposed someone else had grabbed. You went into the bathroom, feeling considerably irritated. You pulled on a pair of shorts, and a tank top from your bag. You stared in the mirror. You looked decent, except for the bruise on your jaw from Jotaro. 

Fuck, you wanted a cigarette. You took a deep breath. Stay calm. 

You went back out, carrying your bag and the shirt they’d dressed you in. “Whoever owns this shirt can have it back.”

Jotaro reached and took it. You shook your head and chuckled a bit. Kakyoin looked confused. “What’s funny?”

You smiled. “You two are hopeless with women, huh?”

Kakyoin flushed. “Uh.…well.”

He scratched the back of his neck and smiled sheepishly. “Yeah.”

You walked to him and craned your neck up to see him. “It’s okay.”

You put your hands on his shoulder to pull him down, and kissed his cheek, then did the same to Jotaro. Kakyoin flushed bright red. Jotaro grumbled. “Yare yare daze.”

He pulled his hat down to hide his blush. You laughed at him. He glared at you through his flushed cheeks. “Watch it, woman.”

Kakyoin hid a smile. Jotaro turned away and walked out the door. Before he left, he turned back, refusing to look directly at you. “The old man wants to talk to you.”

He slammed the door behind him. Kakyoin smiled at you and mussed your hair. “I think he likes you.”

You glared at him. “Don’t be dumb, Kakyoin.”

Kakyoin laughed. “Call me Noriaki. Nobody else does.”

You frowned at him. “That doesn’t make sense.”

Kakyoin blushed. “Well, I…”

You cocked your head. “Whatever you say, Noriaki.”

You walked after Jotaro. Kakyoin stared after you. He’d been joking about Jojo, but he was starting to realize that he himself really liked you.

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REQUESTED: “ateez x harry potter”

genre: misc.

ficstyle: bulletpoints + analysis

requested: “ Can u do an ateez Harry Potter au like ur ouran post?? “

note: I’m almost at 3K followers and was wondering what to do to thank all of you /:

HONGJOONG + GRYFFINDOR 

(house: Gryffindor)

(being: half-blood)

has a huge sense of leadership; lets other rely on him 

takes risks; is a talented student but is curious one, which makes him a troublemaking heart-throb 

his playful nature makes him extremely charming; everyone’s eye candy 

speaking of charming, he really enjoys charms and flying

you can catch him reading his book of charms while flying on his back while listening to music 

actually that’s how you encountered him

you were munching on a pastry as you sitting on the rooftop of your dorm; going through your astrology homework 

UNTIL he comes crashing down right in front of you 

Hongjoong starts to tumble off the roof as his broom had already rolled off 

you reached your arm with your wand in your hand to help bring him up

but he grabs your hand instead; you had to rely on physical strength to pull him up

when you both were safely seated on the roof, you couldn’t help but scold him 

“don’t you have ANY idea how dangerous that was?!”

your furrowed brows had softened when he looks up at you; red hair was tousled, chest huffing and puffing, sweat running down his raised brows, and his smile SHOT right through your heart

“yeah, it was.. but you’re okay?” 

you couldn’t help but nod

“then I’ll be on my way.. see ya Y/N~” he charms as he steps off the roof

“WAI-”

a gust of wind rushes by as he flies away on his broom

you don’t know how he knew your name

or how he charmed his way into your heart 

SEONGHWA + RAVENCLAW

(house: Ravenclaw)

(being: half-vampire, half-wizard)

is led by logic and reason

known for being straightforward; speaks as if he is a walking book 

bores the ladies with his speech but they’ll still listen to him because he’s so ethereally handsome 

because he’s half-vampire, you can find him leaning on the railing of his window at night

he has permission by the headmaster to roam around as long as it was on school grounds 

which is a plus for him, since he has a love for astronomy

it’s the one of the rare studies that connects the wizardly world to the Muggle world; he’s always been intrigued with Muggles 

you were sneaking out to collect herbs for a potion, one to keep you awake to study

you were picking herbs in the school’s garden under the moonlight; the starry night sky distracted you from your picking 

then you felt a cold sensation followed by a pair of beady, red eyes; you almost ran for it until you felt the being’s cold hand being placed over your mouth

“Seonghwa? is that you?” the ground’s keeper called out

“yes sir, it’s just me..”

“don’t do anything I wouldn’t do~” you both heard the ground’s keeper footsteps retreating

the moment his hand fell from you mouth, you gasped for air

Seonghwa felt apologetic, “I apologize.. I did not want you to get in trouble..”

he looks at your bundle of herbs, “potion making?” 

you nodded, scared to look into his eyes, but his gentle voice pulled you in 

“I know quite of amount of potions.. would you let me help you?” his bangs fell over his eyes and the scary red softened into a glowing reddish amber 

“what’s in it for you?” you managed to squeak

“I would like to know more about the Muggle world... and to get to know more about you...���

YUNHO + HUFFLEPUFF

(house: Hufflepuff)

(being: 1/4 giant, 1/4 Muggle, 1/2 wizard)

the STAR of his Quidditch team; the Seeker

with his agility and long limbs, getting the Golden Snitch was always in his favor 

this guy is just about the most perfect guy in the whole school

everyone either wants to be his friend or want him to be their boyfriend

literally has a heart of gold; like a golden retriever  

the class clown but does pretty well in his classes; who has a secret love for herbology 

you caught him tending some plants as you were making your way to the school garden to sketch 

“awh.. look at my babies-”

you both accidentally make eye contact

“oh.. I-uh.. didn’t mean to interrupt.. I’ll just be on my way-”

“Y/N, WAIT!”

your eyes went wide when you heard your name

you didn’t think that one of the most popular boys in school would know YOUR name

Yunho didn’t know what to say or do next, but he didn’t want you to leave so soon

“uh.. wha-whatcha doing there?” he points at your sketchbook 

“was planning on sketching..”

Yunho smirks at his idea, “wanna sketch me?”

you smirk back, “sure”

little does he know that you’re gonna draw him with his “babies” and blackmail him just to tease him

YEOSANG + HUFFLEPUFF

(house: Hufflepuff)

(being: Muggle-born)

the sweetest-looking boy that ever walked the corridors of Hogwarts 

it doesn’t help that he loves taking care of magical creatures 

always seen with a creature following him or perched on his shoulders; like his admirers, even the animals love him

unlike you, even though you like to look at them, they don’t really like you 

so in Care of Magical Creatures class, you all had to touch a hippogriff 

you tried to be careful but the hippogriff rose up to try to strike you

Yeosang jumped in front of you and distracted the hippogriff from you 

when he succeeded, he turned to you; face full of worries

“are you alright, Y/N?” 

you two had one of many classes together; everyone knew each other’s names

“yeah.. thank you Yeosang..” you were clearly upset because you truly admired these creatures but you can never get close to them

it was like Yeosang read your mind, “I could show you some tricks and tips with dealing with creatures, it’s not as hard as it seems..”

his voice was gentle the whole time; it was quite soothing

you nodded 

and that was a bloom of a friendship

maybe it might be more

SAN + SLYTHERIN 

(house: Slytherin)

(being: pure-blood)

excelled in all of his classes; especially alchemy 

Slytherin’s top student and model student 

if looks could kill, they’d belong to Mr. Choi San; he always had a stern, icy cold demeanor about him that made his admirers fantasize about him

but every time you were around him, you could catch him innocently smiling and laughing with his friends 

he can’t have ANYONE just catching him when he’s showcasing emotions; this is what his parents told him 

but he couldn’t help it, he really fell for you

the way you slept in class but aced all of your classes, the way you tucked your hair behind your ears when you were irritated, just everything you did made him fall more in love with you  

so he confronted you; to make sure that his feelings for you was just an illusion  

San puffed up his chest before calling out to you, “hey Y/N!”

but the moment you turned to face him, it was like the ray of sun that warmed up his cold, scaly heart 

it was weird for someone like him to talk to you; a Muggle-born, frankly you were a little scared

not knowing what to say, he declared war on you, “you better watch out dirty-blood, don’t come crying to me for help when I get 1st on all of the classes!”

you smirked as you placed your chin on the hilt of your hand, “you can definitely come cry on my shoulders when I beat your ass AGAIN~”

maybe you both had feelings for each other 

but maybe there was too much pride for either of you to admit it 

MINGI + RAVENCLAW 

(house: Ravenclaw) 

(being: half-blood)

he’s pretty clumsy and is kind of an airhead 

but he’s actually pretty smart; which is quite a switch from his personality 

is a very curious student, always asking questions 

the class clown; more like the cunning jester 

and if he was the cunning jester; you were the ice princess 

it was his goal to melt that iron heart of yours  

everyday he sent you flying notes filled with riddles and puzzles; which you adored 

you loved mysteries and discovering the unknown 

you didn’t know who was sending you these notes 

but it didn’t mattered

because you fell for the quirky, mysterious side of your secret admirer

Mingi was used to just being your secret admirer, so he really didn’t have endgame of how he was going confess to you

or even appear in front of you 

that all changed when you caught him in the act; it was the moment he cast the spell and it flew straight into your hands

you both made eye-contact; for the first time, Mingi could see the warmth in your eyes

“you’re the one sending me these?” you didn’t mean to sound so cold but that’s how you talked

Mingi cowered his head, “they must’ve been annoying and a waste of your time.... I’m sorry, I’ll stop sending them..”

he turns to leaves but you grabbed him back, “wait..I.. I really have been enjoying them. I look forward to them everyday..”

Mingi turns around to see the school’s ice princess blush for the first time

maybe he should start sending them more often 

WOOYOUNG + GRYFFINDOR 

(house: Gryffindor)

(being: pure-blood)

the school’s sweethearted prince

looks like a bad boy but he’s quite the gentleman 

you didn’t like him at first; you thought he was a pretentious, typical jock 

one of the rare pure-bloods who wasn’t a Slytherin and you thought it got to his head 

the Gryffindor Quidditch team always tried to get him on their team because he was basically one of the best athletes in the school

but he always declined and opted for potion making 

you thought he liked making potions to use it on girls 

everyone said he was nice but you thought otherwise

every time he tried to talk to you, you ignored him and walked away

it was early; you couldn’t sleep yet you were so tired so you went to the library to shake off your tiredness  

you didn’t expect to see Wooyoung there 

you sat as far as you could from him

he could tell that he made you uncomfortable

but he couldn’t help but notice how tired you looked

he makes his way over to you and you didn’t want to deal with him so you were packing your things 

“hey.. Y/N..I know you don’t like me but you don’t look too well..” Wooyoung takes a little bottle from his bag, “it’s for tiredness.. you don’t have to take it if you don’t want to..”

you didn’t know if it was a good idea to take it or not, but you did 

and with a blink of an eye, your tiredness was lifted

Wooyoung smiles to see the dark bags under your eyes disappear, “I hope you get some rest tonight..”

he shoves his hands in his pockets and walks away

knowing that the only way to get to your heart the right way

and that was with baby steps      

JONGHO + HUFFLEPUFF

(house: Hufflepuff)

(being: Muggle-born)

his grandparents were wizards but both of his parents were scquibs 

his parents were so ecstatic to find out that their son was a wizard

he was good at everything but he was humble about it

his teachers told him that he was one of the most talented wizard they’ve ever seen

but he didn’t want the glory of being “the most” anything

he just wanted to make his parents proud 

you didn’t mean to eavesdrop on his phone call with his parents

“I could stop going to school and get a job to help with mom’s hospital bills- no, dad... just.. just gimme some time..”

Jongho ends up the phone call and meets eye-to-eye with you

you didn’t know if you should apologize or walk away

but when you saw him leave first, you held him back

“I didn’t mean to listen into your conversation.. but I can help.. with your mom’s hospital bills...”

he tried to find any hint of deception, “how do I know you’re not lying? to use me for blackmail..”

you were a pure-blooded Slytherin; by the books, you were suppose to hate his kind 

but like you, he cared for his family and it didn’t mattered what house he was in and who he was

you wanted to help him; you didn’t know how fragile is heart was but you’re willing to make sure it doesn’t shatter into a billion pieces 

and he was going to let you  

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