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[thecasinowolf]

Writing Self-Insert Fics Using Overused Tropes To Make Myself Feel Better Day 2

Video I get the tropes from(also I’ve decided I’m not gonna do these in order honhonhon): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ux8u7QxRLaA

Day 2: Highschool AU

Seth sat in the corner of the room, at the front of course. Osiris sat in the middle of the back row and he didn’t want to sit by him. This was a special needs class, and it was surprisingly small. The only students were himself, Cider, and Osiris. They all had their reasons to be there. Osiris kept acting up in class and around other students, Cider couldn’t read; a secret he would never tell anyone but the teacher, and as for Seth...well, he was getting better. At first, they put Seth in there because he would never talk to anyone. He would always lash out and attack anyone who tried to come near him: and now he was in here. It had been a while since he had attacked anybody but he liked being in this class better than he liked being in a ‘normal’ class. Cider bursts in to the classroom, five minutes to spare before the class started. “I’m here!” He announces. Osiris sarcastically claps for him and Seth rolls his eyes, looking out the window at the grass field and woods across from it. As always, he was gonna dick around in the woods the second the final bell rang, he just had to wait. “Where’s the teacher?” Cider asks, sitting in a desk in front of Osiris. Osiris shrugs.

“No clue. It’s gotta be for a good reason though, all he ever does is sit at his desk and drink coffee so like-” Osiris doesn’t finish his sentence and starts snickering. Seth grumbled to himself, it was going to be another long school day. Then the bell rang, and there wasn’t any sign of their teacher. “Fifteen minutes, and we can leave!” Osiris booms, already beginning to pack up his stuff. 

“No, no! That’s not necessary,” Their teacher, an older man named Mr. Ed, came in to the classroom. Cider and Osiris groaned. “I’m sorry for running late, I had to do something in the office with Mr. Triton concerning this kid right here.” Mr. Ed moves aside, allowing an unfamiliar student in. He was small, and his hood and mask obscured his face. Clearly, he did not want to be here. “This is your new classmate, his name is Cas.”

Cas waved awkwardly, before staring at the ground. “Um...find a seat, and we’ll get started,” Mr. Ed chuckled nervously, giving him an assuring pat on the back before making his way to the front of the room to get the smart board set up. Cas��� eyes quickly darted around the room indecisively, but he made his way to the back; he always liked to sit there. Out of mind, out of sight. He sat down, and set his stuff on the desk next to him, making a mini barrier between himself and Osiris. Cas then pulled out a notebook, a pencil, and started to doodle. It didn’t take but a minute or two for Osiris to start being a little shit.

“What’re you doing? What’s that? What’re you drawing? Can I see?” Osiris teases, firing off questions and reaching for his notebook. Cas is very clearly uncomfortable, shaking his head and trying to pull it away; before surrendering to this nosy bastard. Osiris flips through it and tries to muffle his laughs. “Wow, you’re really good~”

“LEAVE him alone, Osi-si-siris! I’m trying to fucking pay atte-ttention!” Seth snaps, turning around. Osiris drops the notebook back on to Cas’ desk.

“What? What’d I do?” Osiris asks coyly. 

“Okay, gentlemen, let’s calm down. If you guys don’t learn how to write persuasively I’m gonna get fired,” Mr.Ed half jokes, and returns to his explanation. Cas taps his notebook impatiently, and smiles before quietly moving himself and his stuff to the front of the room next to Seth, even though his least favorite thing was sitting in the front of the room: he felt like he had found a friend...sort of. Seth was oblivious to the feelings he just unlocked in the emotionally troubled individual that now sat next to him. He just thought he moved to get away from Osiris. Without thinking anything else about it; he half paid attention to the lesson, and half spaced out for the rest of the day, except for during lunch. Then, that was that. The final bell rang and everyone left for the afternoon to do their own thing. The next day, Seth could barely force himself out of bed. School was so stupid...he wouldn’t have to do school if he was a spooky space ghost pirate or something. Whatever, he made his way to school. He walked with Chronos, Cider, and Zephyr, er...behind them. They got in to the school, acting like they had never met each other; and proceeded to their classes. 

“Hey, Seth, wait!” Cider calls, running to catch up with Seth, who had already began walking to class after depositing his belongings in his locker. 

“What, Cider?” Seth sighs, knowing for sure he was gonna say something dumb.

“What’s the deal with you and the new kid?” Cider smirks. “You’re not going after him, right? ‘Cause I kind of like the mysterious type.”

“Ugh. Gross, of course not, y-y-you can have him.” Seth rolls his eyes, facepalming. Cider was so weird.

“Great, thanks, bye~” Cider grins, and walks ahead of him. By the time Seth had gotten to the classroom, Cider was leaning over Cas’ desk. Cas was signing to him, and Cider nodded along, but looked puzzled. Seth laughed at him.

“Well, that’s not gonna wor-wor-wor-work out for you, i-i-is it?” Seth teases. Cider crosses his arms and huffs, turning to Seth.

“Shut up,” Cider scolds through gritted teeth.

He can’t sign, Seth explains.

“Wha-! Hey! I don’t know what you’re saying but I know it’s not nice,” Cider says in an offended tone and walks to his desk.

I didn’t think so, Cas responds, and looks down at his desk. Seth thought that was the end of it, and sits at his desk. When he glanced at Cas, he seemed to be hard at work doodling something in his notebook.

“Love triangle!” Osiris stage whispers from the back of the room. Seth glares at him with evil intent, and Osiris backs off, laughing immaturely. “Hey, hey, Cider, I know sign. I can teach you. This is how you say, ‘I love you,’“ Osiris then proceeds to give him the sign for ‘bullshit’.

“Somehow, I don’t trust you,” Cider shakes his head. The bell rings, and the day proceeds as normal. At lunch, however, as Seth stands up to go walk around the halls, he feels a tug at his sleeve. He looks over at Cas, who had gotten up to get his lunch from his locker.

You don’t eat? He asks. 

No, I don’t, Seth responds, curious as to why he asked.

Wait here, Cas says, and walks out. Seth wasn’t about to take orders from anyone. But he was curious, so instead of staying put he walked outside the classroom to wait for him to return. When he gets back, he hands Seth a small box of...well, some snack Seth hadn’t heard of. Eating important, Cas stated. Seth holds a hand up to say something, but then stops, and signs something else.

You deaf? He asks. Cas shakes his head, and holds a finger over his mouth. “Mute?” Seth asks, Cas nods. “Okay, just cur-c-c-cur-c-curious. Anyways, I don’t eat. I’m never that hun-hun-hun-hungry.”

Well, I think you should eat. Cas insists.

“Fine, fine,” Seth gives in. “Thanks.” Cas acts like he just won something before walking back in to the classroom. Seth continues his walk through the halls. Weird. Why would a stranger care about him eating or not? Jeez. Then, it wasn’t until later that Seth would find out what was really going on. It was 5 in the morning, he would get ready for school in about an hour; so there was no point in trying to go back to sleep. Seth was scrolling through his Tik Tok for you page, he had no interest in getting the app or most social media apps for that matter, as no one payed any attention to him as they did the rest of his friends. But Cider insisted he make an account so he could follow him and get a boost. So he did, and then would check it from time-to-time when he was really bored. He scrolled and watched videos, and then...one caught his attention. The video was of Cas, and he was clearly filming himself from under his desk. Words in various colors appeared and disappeared from the screen. 

“Y’alls this cute guy just stood up for me in class” “Hims cute I’m gunna sit next to him hoo hee I’ll post updates n see if we get married” 

Seth scowled. I’m sorry, WHAT? He clicked on the profile, and scrolled down to find the one he just watched; and saw the videos following it. 

“Day 1 of getting cute guy to fall in love w/ me I guess. I sat next to him wowie progress o3o”

“Day 2 of getting cute guy to fall in love w/ me holy shit I gave him food n he accepted sdigjfiosgjfgkl”

This man was going to be a dead bastard tomorrow. 

And the next day, Cas was seated in his desk minding his own business, doodling. When suddenly two hands SLAMMED down on his desk, making him jump. He looked up and saw a very angry Seth. He squeaked nervously; oh God...what did he do??

Hi?? He greeted shyly. 

“Explain,” Seth growls, holding up his phone. Cas’ eyes widened in horror realizing he was seeing one of the videos he made on his screen.

I didn’t think those would get popular! I swear! I posted the first one for fun and then it ended up on the fyp and I kept making them and I’m sorry! I can take them down if you want! I didn’t think you’d be upset! I mean I didn’t think you’d ever see them but- Cas rambled nervously.

“Enough! Is this why you’ve been being nice to me? Because...this?!” Seth ranted.

No, no, no! That’s not it at all. It is because I like you. I said I didn’t think they’d get popular...I’m sorry... Cas apologizes. I can delete them?

Seth calms down, backing away from his desk and shaking his head. Now that he thought about it. He was being irrational; his face wasn’t shown in any of the videos and they were relatively harmless. He just...hated the thought that someone would have been using him for internet clout. But no, Cas was being nice to him and just made fun videos about it. After taking a deep breath, he spoke again.

“No. It’s fine. It’s fine...” Seth sits in his desk. Cas shuffles nervously. 

Want me to move? He asks.

“No...you can stay,” Seth replies. The five minute warning bell rang and Seth looks at Cas shyly. “Hey...if you like me, why don’t we do something after school? We could see a movie or something.” 

Cas smiles,

I’d love to do that.