#how dare this cute nerdy girl give me feelings

[ultrasweethibiscustea]

listening to girls by girl in red…. thinking about wlw!lautski… still haven’t finished today’s femslash fic…

[ambrosialdesire]

HIII POOKIE A RANDOM THOUGHT JUST APPEARED IN MY BRAIN, SO HEAR ME OUT. YANDERE REINER BUT THE AOT HIGH SCHOOL VERSION. LIKE IDK WHY THAT APPEARED IN MY HEAD BUT JUST IMAGINE

ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THAT ATTACK ON TITAN JUNIOR HIGH ANIME SPINOFF OR THE DRAWINGS THAT ISAYAMA MADE OF THEM IN HIGH SCHOOL??

i'm gonna go with the drawings that isayama made cause the junior high one is MIDDLE SCHOOLERS LMFAO ANYWAYS yandere reiner in high school is a complete menace, esp since he's on the football team AND considered the school's king (according to the drawings and bc isayama is reiner's number one fan besides me, we're sharing the spot).

ALL CHARACTERS MENTIONED ARE 18+ AND ALMOST GRADUATING SENIORS IN HIGH SCHOOL OKAY NOW THAT WE'VE ESTABLISHED THAT, LET'S GET INTO THIS ASK

reiner's not a super senior, i fear that is unfortunately jean BUT TO OTHER SENIORS ALRIGHT LET'S ESTABLISH THAT AGAIN LOL (we do not support gr**ming of minors here no siree), but he does do the "where's my hug at 🤪" shit and he's a known fuckboy + bully. his bullying is a bunch of taunting and emotional manipulation since he doesn't want to lose his shot for nfl fame + the scholarships that are already giving him a full ride, and who's gonna believe who? the popular jock with a bright future or the weirdo nerd that doesn't talk to anyone?

that's another thing too, how come he can't stop thinking about that stupid nerdy girl that he was forced to partner with in their us government/economics class? he didn't even notice you in the class either until that project, now finding how your nose scrunches whenever you're completely focused on researching a little cute and how he found you looking up at him nervously when presenting causes his heart to flutter a little too much. because of this, reiner is now searching for you in every class, period changes, lunch periods, your route home, where your address is, which room you sleep in, etc. he rationalizes it as him wanting to know why you make him feel this way despite not even trying to get into his pants, when every girl he's messed around with jumped at the opportunity when given.

you on the other hand, found him completely off-putting and frightening even. like how is he finding you in areas you thought that were hidden from the others and why is he, the jock that everyone wants and likes, talking to you out of all people? you probably think he wants to bang and leave, but nah, he wants YOU as his wife. when he actually asks you out, you think he's doing it as a joke and a dare so you reject him and try to ignore him even further, but reiner is known to not take rejection well and straight up tells everyone that you guys are actually dating. he even shows up to your address and introduces himself to your parents as your boyfriend, and he's so charming and likeable that they actually approve of him dating you.

you don't know why he's doing this and how tf did he know where you live???? reiner just tells you that he loves you and isn't this natural for him to do to express his undying love for you as your bf, despite how much you've told him that you're not into him and you barely know the guy but you know how close you are to reporting him and getting a restraining order for the creep. that's great and all, but he just bought a ring and he's not taking another no for an answer after graduation.

[luffythinker]

your anons are cowards for not talking about BKDK enough/jk

in the first half before they even started dating Deku is very infatuated with Bakugo but when they are dating he's not as crazy, i don't mean like he isn't crazy in love i mean before dating he's super nervous about a lot of things but the longer they date and get to know each other romantically the less like uppercase letters he becomes and after dating for at least 2 years he's chill you know what i mean? Bakugo is a little the same way he doesn't know things he can and can't do sometimes he wants to make a move but he wont in respect for Deku. After the apology he wants to stop calling him Deku but it's his cute nickname and he has a whole ass conversation with him even though Deku said it was ok he still felt the need to approach this in a safe environment "I know you said it was ok but i don't like calling you Deku anymore, but i can't stop myself so im using round face's meaning when i say it. they have this conversation while snuggled up together before they sleep. Bakugo affectionately calls him Deku, still calls him nerd, just a little less shit-stain and ass-wipe and stuff like that. i saw a tiktok where it was like after Bakugo apologized he had to come up with nicer ways to bully Deku (cause he is going to bully him for life, there is no changing this) he like just comes in his room and closes his laptop and turns out the light on his way out leaving the door half closed and not closed all the way and Deku is like "WHY?" lmao love that other anon's kiss scene after they fight all might in the exams, other kisses for me include, after they fight nines, when recover girl is healing Bakugo's purple arms he waits until she leaves so he can kiss Deku. This one is hungry and passionate. After they do that thing where the building collapsed and Deku helped Bakugo out (when he used him as a cane) in the changing room when they are changing out of their costumes he kisses him a thank you but doesn't say it cause this kiss is enough. when they were working at the endeavor agency they literally have their own rooms you know they will be making out in one or the others room a lot. they kiss in the dorms early in the morning or before they go to bed. Bakugo is destin to cook with whoever his partner is so he loves cooking with Deku and he is going to kiss his cheek regardless if someone is looking or not he doesnt give a damn. They kissed in the war when his body moved on it's own if there is a possible way to fit one in there when Deku left the group and Bakugo followed him. Bakugo had a bad feeling and kissed him cause he felt like something bad was going to happen and it did. they kissed when he apologized don't tell me they didn't, when Deku fell into his arms they kissed i saw it. Bakugo kissed Deku when he was in the hospital bed before the vigilante ark when Deku wasn't conscious. Deku could be the one initiating some of these kisses but it's usually Bakugo cause he wants to show his love and that's all he knows to do. We already talked about their love languages and i love talking about them being in love.

I'm so glad this is the last ask of the night, we're ending today in such a sweet way 🥹

I wholeheartedly agree with you in the beginning, I think the word we're looking for is comfortable. Izuku is crazy and paranoid over katsuki because a lot of things about their dynamic before are uncomfortable (of course, he always had admiration as well, but it's obvious he wasn't really comfortable with bakugo). Their first year or so of friendship and then daring is then trying to find their footing in a new dynamic, how to be themselves and build something good for both of them. But years into the relationship tho? izuku is comfortable he can be crazy and nerdy sometimes (especially if new kacchan merch drops) but overall he loves his boyfriend and he loves who he is with him, I think they would eventually reach a peaceful pacing on the relationship where there's no need for the "fear" of messing up in fron of the other.

Now, this is not to say they don't play or are little shits with each other, like you said, katsuki would have to find ways to bully him that are not actually bad bad, but he would not stop cause it's their essence. I think izuku would be the same, he's used to this and he plays along and sometimes even say something back and that catches bakugo by surprise and everyone around says they're really spending too much time together (not enough time in their opinion lol)

I dont think I have something new to say about the kisses because I agree with you so so so much 🥺 izuku is always a little shy in public but bakugo will always kiss him regardless because that's his damn boyfriend and if he wants to kiss him, he will! they almost died (it happened several times), he will not waste any opportunities!!

i love talking about them with all my heart, they make me really happy, thank you for bringing them up 🥺🥺

[like-rain-or-confetti]

could you write more about riddler and scarecrow daughter? It's really cute! I wonder what the batfamily thinks of her, maybe scared of the type of person she'll become considering who her dads are lol

I will give thee Batfam and some bonus characters!

Batman: He understands why Abby was afraid of him. Towering man with massive muscles, dressed as a bat and more often than not having to beat her parents and those around her to a pulp. He often tries to think of a way to show her she has nothing to fear but understands that's very much like the scary monster in the closet trying to reach out. It would just make it worse. He often keeps a distance but looks out for any signs of abuse. Thankfully, it seems both rogues seem to have put their best foot forward. Batman does have a concern that one day both will abandon Abigail for a selfish reason given their records.

Nightwing: He doesn't really know her well as she's not around when her fathers start trouble. However, he's aware of the little girl's existence and her fear of Batman. Naturally, he assumes she'd be afraid of him too by association. However before she knew he was with Batman, she found his acrobatic skills rather entertaining. That's when he found out she really is just the typical little girl. He'll give the Riddler and Scarecrow that much, they've done a good job raising the girl so far. Now he hopes they don't fuck it up.

Robin: So he'd heard rumours of the Riddler and Scarecrow sharing a kid. That threw him into a rabbit hole, wondering if the two rogues were a couple. Not that he was judging! Of course he wasn't! It was just...he didn't see it. Even when he squinted- and believe me he tried. Barbara has to slap him upside the head to snap him out of it when he dared suggested asking Abigail if her dads were a couple. He just didn't know what they had in common beyond the scrawny and nerdy characters. So he didn't actually have any thoughts for the girl but had lots of questions for the two rogues🤔 "But Barb! What's that custody like!? I can't be the only one-OW!"

Jason: Only became aware of her existence when he was working with Scarecrow as the Arkham Knight. He even saw her for himself once or twice but didn't have any desire to meet the girl. She was the typical ordinary girl with a large imagination. She was a little shy and definitely isolated. After all, she didn't have any friends, especially kids her age. He pitied her for that. Seemed like a cruelty in itself to be brought into the world so lonely. Yet she didn't seem to know what she's missing. He keeps an eye on her when she's around. As far as he was concerned, she was innocent and there was still a piece of him that wanted to protect that. No matter how much he tried to ignore the girl and swallow that protective urge back.

Barbara: She thinks Abby might be a future criminal, simply because she noted how Abigail was removed from public school for a very brief time and had been home schooled since. She'd met her once or twice when their respective fathers were in the GCPD. She kept the little girl company a few times. Abigail was surprisingly bright, cheery but quick-witted. She definitely sounded like the Riddler at times when it came to confidence but for her, it was actually cute. For the Riddler...not so much.

Alfred: Never actually met her obviously but from what he hears from the others, he reckons she's a lovely little girl, much to his surprise. He only hopes she doesn't follow in her fathers footsteps and go into a life of crime. Although given her company, it seemed it wouldn't be anything different.

Jim Gordon: He feels bad for the girl. Legally, she's Riddler and Scarecrow's. The certificate was revealed but how they got her or that certificate is very suspicious. But it's so air tight that he literally can't investigate it because there's not cause. He fears the worst for Abigail deeming it only a matter of time before she follows the wrong path like her fathers and is looking for any hints of mistreatment. He doesn't trust the rogues to look after her at all.

As for writing more for Abigail, I encourage everyone to send anything they'd like that they haven't. I have a few in the works and a few on my list, so you will get more 🥰

[chikn-n-haaaam]

Ok bro, you asked, I serve

I don’t feel like doing anything on the kids being well into their adult years, so I’m doing teen stuff because I already have headcanons for them

Lyn’s headcanons for the teenage versions of South Park kids

Disclaimer: I’m writing at 2 in the morning so I may mistype some stuff

Stan marsh keeps his relationship with Wendy, and they are doing much better now. Another thing he improved on is his addictions, which lead to him forming a friendship between him and tweek. Stan loves 90s alternative music. As many people headcanon, Stan bleached his hair. In conclusion, Stan marsh is hella cool.

Kyle Broflovski is nerdy and usually stays calm and collected, but his anger issues can still appear, even if they’re toned down compared to him as a fourth grader. He’s eating Rebecca cotswolds, who now does activities like any other teenager and got to learn about herself. Anyways, kyles a pretty supportive friend, even if he comes of as cold to most.

Eric cartman

Kenny McCormick is still poor, but thanks to fundraising from the town, his household is a bit more wealthier. Kenny has his hood down most of the time, showing his impressive medium-length hair. He still makes tons of sex jokes and has (tastefully) stupid shirt saying things like “oh, you’re into pronouns? Then, let me she/them tiddies, bitch”. Kenny is dating Tammy Warner. He’s a funny friend who always has an itch to do something daring.

Marjorine Stotch is now a girl! Wowzers!! She hides it from her father, but everyone else accepts her for her identity. She still goes by the nickname butters, too. Marj is a sweet girl that many love who loves all things cute, especially sanrio. She and tweek formed a found family where the two are soul siblings and support each other. She is dating Bradley and both are very happy together. So, if you’re the new kid at South Park High, it’s a good idea to get together with Marjorine!

Wendy decided she’s gender-fluid and goes from gaining the letter L and the end of her name to without. Wendy is best friends with Kyle and the two are a great support team for any struggling friend. She’s got stunning style and a strong sense of justice to boot. Because of this, she’s pretty popular and well-respected in her community!

Craig tucker is pretty similar person compared to his 10 year old self: cynical, red racer and space fan, and, of course, a master wielder off Giving The Finger. Well, at least he has braces now. He has no empathy for anyone, but has a lot for stripe and tweek. Craig learned how to treat his boyfriend when he feels overwhelmed, but he still needs break from tweek and is respected when such things happen.

Tweek? Oh, my. Don’t get me started in tweek. His parents recently have been jailed for putting meth in their coffee supply and feeding it to their son ever since he was seven, which caused very, very bad issues. Tweek now lives with his boyfriend and is taken great care of by Laura, who he affectionately calls “Millie”. Tweek has a much more gentle facade now so he doesn’t get riled up and something bad happens. These “something bad”s can’t range from, in order from most to least frequent-mental breakdowns, meltdowns, seizures (he’s epileptic), to the once- extremely frequent panic attacks. Luckily, Laura comes up to him and gives him a good hug to calm him down. Tweek is level 2 autistic and is semiverbal. He also age regresses

Clyde Donovan is a pretty funny guy. He’s a master and a loser at rizzing one up, and he’s proud of that. He makes good jokes, but is still rock stupid. Clyde really likes breaking bad and won’t not make jokes about it. Speaking of, when he found out about Tweek’s addiction, he really had to think about it. Clyde still dates Bebe.

Jimmy valmer is a smooth-talking comedian that can quickly cheer up a friend. He’s not in any relationship, but he’s fine regardless. Jimmys best friends with Timmy and they love causing shenanigans.

Tolkien black is THE therapist friend. Screw Wendy, Kyle and marj: Tolkien for sure knows how to help you. Have you seen him with tweek? He’s a lifesaver. Tolkien enjoys rhythm and blues, miles morales, among other things. Tolkien is Nicole daniels’ boyfriend.

I'm bored, give me your headcanons for what the SP child characters (any of them) will grow up to do or be. Whether its careers, hobbies, or literally anything else.

[coffee-shop-simp]

Love Is Love

Mina x Fem! Reader

Summary: You can't stop these feelings that are blossoming inside you for one of your classmates! Love is love after all!! But what if that love is towards another girl?

Genre: Fluff, slight angst(?)

A/N:I wanted to make this for pride month but I missed it. Ima still do it though

"Okay Y/N-chan! Your turn! Truth or Dare?" Tsu asks.

You and the other girls were in Uraraka's dorm room, having a sleepover. You guys had had snacks, watched movies, told scary stories, and now you were playing games. It was your turn in Truth or Dare now. "Okay uhm.. I choose truth." You reply. They all playfully groan from how you chose truth but Tsu continued. "Do you have a crush on someone in the class?"

That got all of the girls to be squealing and lean in closer as they beg you to tell them. You frantically look around at all of them as you start blushing profusely. "Is it Todoroki? He's always been tall and charming in his own way!" Jiro asks. "Or is it Midoriya? He's always cute and nerdy!" Tsu adds. "No, it's Sato isn't it? He makes the best sweets!" Mina squeals. You quickly advert your gaze from Mina and the other girls to the ground as you sat there nervously, a blushing mess.

You couldn't tell them who your crush was. It wasn't any of the guys. It was Mina! "Uhm... I don't have a crush." You try to lie which they don't buy for a second. "Yeah right! You're blushing like crazy! Tell us!" Mina presses, causing you to blush more. "Okay okay! I have a crush.." You confess, causing the girls to squeal and freak out. "B-but I'm not saying who!" You quickly add. "Aw come on! Not even a hint??" Momo begs. "Yeah! Just one hint!" Uraraka adds excitedly. You shake your head as you curl up and hide your red face in your knees.

"Aw don't push her guys. She'll tell us eventually! Let's just get back to the game!" Mina tells the others, getting them to settle down. You raise your head to look at her and give a grateful smile, feeling the butterflies in your stomach flutter once again. "Thanks Mina.. In that case, Ochako! Truth or Dare?"

-

You yawn as your alarm goes off, telling you it's time to get up from school. You swipe 'Dismiss' on your phone and get out of bed. You brush your hair, teeth, and get dressed into your school uniform. Afterwards you look at yourself in the mirror. You just sigh and shake your head. How could Mina possibly love someone like me? Especially another girl? You thought to yourself. Although she never told you, you were pretty sure that Mina was straight. That meant you didn't have a chance with her.

But you didn't have time to mope around as you needed to get to school. You had down into the common room to see everyone eating breakfast or sitting on the couch checking their phones or chatting. Mina was the first to make eye contact with you and bounced over. Of course it has to be her! You thought to herself, feeling the butterflies and heat in your face come back. "Good morning, Y/N-chan! I'm super hyped for today's lesson because I heard we get to spar with a person of our choice! Mr. Aizawa usually assigns us partners." Mina tells you excitedly. You loved how cute she got when she was super happy and excited, even early in the morning.

"Do you.. maybe.. wanna partner up?" In life? You ask hopefully, only to get really happy when she nods her head. "Of course! Anything for my girlfriend!" She replies and gives your arm a playful nudge. Girlfriend? You WISHED you were her girlfriend! Unfortunately this meant something else. You nodded and got your breakfast and had time to chat with the other girls before you guys started walking to UA.

On your walk there, you kept thinking back to your middle school days. The time when all of this started.

-

Your face is as red as a tomato as you sat beside your best friend, Yuki, underneath the cherry tree near the school. You had just enough courage to finally reach your hand out and place it on top of hers. You two had been friends since grade school, and it was your first year of middle school did you finally realize what you identify as, and that you had a crush on her. You loved her more than anything! And you knew that she liked you back.

She stared back at you with a surprise expression on her beautiful face. You wanted to look away but you couldn't, still looking deeper into her emerald green eyes. "I-I-I like you, Yuki. I have for two years now.." You mutter out as you felt like your face was on fire from how much you were blushing. "W-wow, Y/N. I.. I like you too! I really do!" She tells you, causing your eyes to widen and smile. But that would soon vanish from what she said next.

"But... I can't act on these feelings.. My parents would disown me. They aren't like yours.." Yuki tells you, causing your happy face to turn to sadness. She looks away from you with tears. "I'm sorry.." She whimpers out and pulls her hand away, before running off. Leaving you alone, under the tree, bawling your eyes out.

-

You two had never spoken after that. Apparently she moved, goes to a different school, and her parents made her delete all of her social media accounts and phone number. You knew Mina's parents probably wouldn't care what she would identify as, but that wasn't the problem. The problem was being rejected once again. It scared you! So you just wanted to put your feelings aside, before you get hurt again casing after someone who you could never have.

"Y/N!" A loud voice suddenly makes you jump and frees you from your thought. You look over to see Mina walking beside you, having an arm wrapped around your shoulder. You blush and smile a bit from looking at her. You may not be able to be with her, but you can at least dream. "You seemed to be deep in thought there! You okay?" She asks you. "I'm fine. Just thinking about what's for lunch!" You quickly lie to reassure her.

She buys it luckily and just starts talking to you about something that you didn't hear as all you could do is watch and look at her face. But you start seeing Yuki again and you look away.

I know, I know... I learned my lesson..

-

You let out a sigh as you change out of your hero suit and back into your school uniform, changing in the girls locker room with the others as they all chatted among each other. You were excited to just get back to the dorms and watch more of your favorite TV show! Until.. "Hey Y/N!" Mina squeals as she walks up to you, causing the butterflies in your stomach to stir up again. "Me and the other girls were gonna go to the mall after school. Wanna come with?" She offers.

Nevermind! Throw my plans out the window! You thought to yourself and nodded excitedly. "Sure!" You agree and she nods before walking away. You were super excited! Because with the other girls there, it wouldn't feel like a date so you wouldn't have to worry about your feelings going out of wack! At least, you hoped so.

So after you all got ready, you guys headed out to the mall. You all went around, having a great time together! Looking and trying on clothes, getting a bite to eat at the food court, taking photos as you all squish together into the photo booth. It was super fun! Halfway through though, all of the girls end up splitting up into small groups to go to different stores.

Momo and Jirou went together, Uraraka, Tsu and Hagakure went together, which meant of course you and Mina were stuck together. Now that you two were alone with each other, your feelings started to go out of wack once again. You tried your best to brush it off but you couldn't! Mina was just so amazing and pretty and you just wanted to kiss her!!

But you can't.. you know you can't. You don't want a repeat of Yuki. Mina was one of your best friends! You didn't wanna lose her too..

"Y/N! Are you in there??" Mina says as she waves her hand in front of you, snapping out of your trance. "Huh? What?" You say as you look at her with wide eyes. "I asked you if you thought the blue dress would look better on me or the pink!" She asks once again, holding up two of the same plaid dress with a white undershirt, but one was a baby blue and one was a baby pink.

"O-oh! Right! I'd say the blue! Then there's some sort of contrast with your pink skin." You tell her. She smiles and nods. "You're right!" She agrees and puts the pink dress back onto the rack. "By the way, are you okay? You've been kinda out of it." Mina asks, a little concerned about you. You blush slightly and quickly look away and give out a nervous chuckle. "Yeah, just tired!" You quickly lie.

You weren't sure if she completely believed you but she didn't respond. "Hm, well in that case, let's hit the manga store! I gotta find the next issue I'm on!" Mina suggest and you go with her. You wanted to find another romance manga anyway!

-

The sun began getting as the girls all started walking back to the dorms. However, the other girls all walked together in a group up ahead while you an Mina stayed a few feet behind the rest of them. "The sunset is very pretty tonight!" Mina comments as she stares up into the sky.

"Yeah!" You agree as you glance over at her with a smile. Your eyes widen and a blush spreads across your face though as you look at her. For some reason, the golden light from the sun made her look even more ethereal than before! She looks like a golden goddess in this lighting, causing your feelings to spark up again. You just couldn't seem to put these feelings away for good!

"Uh.. hey, Mina?" You begin, getting her attention. "Yeah?"

"Let's go a different way back. I wanna show you something!" You tell her and guide her away from the group. This is the only way to get these feelings gone for good! I just have to face the rejection, like last time.. You thought to yourself. You knew it would hurt but it was the only way.

You brought her to a bridge that was surrounded by Sakura trees, the blossom petals fluttering down around you guys and into the water canal below the bridge. "Wow! This is really pretty, Y/N-chan!" Mina comments while looking around in awe. "Yeah.. so listen.." you begin, getting her attention.

"I just need to get this off my chest... Mina I REALLY REALLY LIKE YOU! You're cute, sweet, funny, nice and just amazing! I like you but I know you don't like me back!!" You say quickly before covering your very red face with your hands. Mina just stares at you in surprise and a light blush dusting over her face.

But after a moment of silence, she smiles and gently grabs your wrists, lowering them. You stare at her confused. "Don't be embarrassed Y/N, I like you too!" She replies. "But..?" You continue. "No buts! I really do like you!" She tells you. Your eyes widen and you feel an overwhelming sense of happiness envelope you.

"S-so.. uhm.. wanna go on a date sometime?" You ask and she giggles. "Of course!" She replies before kissing the back of your hand, causing you to smile.

That could've been a lot worse!

[taechaos]

Your Boy, No?

pairing: bully!Jungkook x nerdy!fem!Reader

genre: drabble, smut, college au

synopsis: You can't stand seeing Jungkook with another girl, so you give him a piece of your mind in a stranger's bedroom by becoming his outlet of sexual frustration.

warnings: losing virginity, riding, degradation

a/n: jungkook's character is not exactly submissive, so i added my own twists to this request. i hope you don't mind @madygswich c:

word count: 2.5k

You can't stop pouting. Holding back tears when seeing a woman perched up on Jungkook's lap while they make out has proven to be difficult, but you're trying. It hurts your heart; hell, you're aching everywhere. It doesn't take a genius to know he's doing it to get a reaction out of you when his eyes are throwing daggers at you with his tongue down another girl's throat.

Following Jungkook around like a lost puppy isn't ideal, especially at a frat party. He never gives you the time of the day if it's not out of menace, but you aren't willing to give up on him. It's just not possible when you are so in love with him, and so fucking jealous.

More than Jungkook, you're mad at the girl. You want to rip her heart out, make her suffer for ever touching the love of your life. You're becoming irrational, mentally cussing her out for being a whore while you stop yourself from breaking down in a house filled with horny young adults. You don't know a single person here, and you have to deal with your pent up emotions all by yourself.

You choke out a sob when Jungkook starts kneading the girl's ass shamelessly with her skirt hiked up to her back. They're being so inappropriate in the kitchen of a stranger's house, while you can't even take a sip from your spiked drink in the bustling living room. You abruptly stand up and throw away your plastic cup when Jungkook's hand disappears elsewhere, and you have an idea of what he's about to do. You march over to him, looking absolutely tiny next to the overbearing college students and you don't notice Jungkook's sinister smile as he watches you fume.

"Let go," you sound hoarse, and not at all intimidating when you push the girl off of his lap. She stumbles at the force, but you pay no mind to her confusion as you pull Jungkook up by his arm to drag him away. You think it's the anger and adrenaline giving you so much strength, but it's Jungkook amusing himself by allowing you to take him upstairs.

"This isn't a therapy session, little girl," he yells over the music, "I didn't come here to listen to you cry."

You huff and let a single tear slip before harshly wiping it away. When you reach the hallway, you enter the first bedroom you find. It's occupied by a foreplaying couple, but you're driven as you hiss, "Out!"

They leave at your demand, and you're confusing a lot of people tonight. Jungkook is surprised by your sudden aggression, but he doesn't stop with his remarks, "the chihuahua's gone mad."

"Shut up, Jungkook!" you whirl around angrily to face him. "How could you do that to me?!"

He quirks a brow. "Do what to you? I'm sorry, am I the one who forcefully brought you here? Am I tripping or are you?"

You push at his chest, "you're a fucking whore! Tonguing a girl in front of everyone, in front of me?"

His shoulders shake in silent laughter and you cross your arms when he starts cackling loudly. The music is drowned out and muffled behind the door, but it's nothing compared to how hysterically Jungkook is laughing.

"What's so funny?" you ask lamely. He throws his head back as he clutches his stomach, and you're starting to get annoyed. You push him on the bed, but he's still laughing. "Quit it already," your voice wavers, but you don't back down as you smack his chest. You place your knees on both sides of his hips to limit his movement and cover his mouth to shut him up.

His crescent eyes turn intense instantly as he glares at you under his hooded lids. He exerts only a tiny bit of his energy into pushing your hand away and you weakly collapse on him. It's foul play to compete with his muscles, and you realize he can snap you in half if he wanted to regardless of your rush of adrenaline.

You sit back up as he lowly speaks, "The fuck's it to you? I wanted to fuck her, and I was going to until you stepped in as if you're my girlfriend. Tell me why I shouldn't go back to her right now." He clasps his hands under his head, making himself comfortable with your weight pressing against his crotch.

"You know why," you huff with a frown, and you look so cute in the dim lighting with your baggy knitted sweater bunching up on the sleeves, sitting on his bulge with so much innocence in your expression. He's smitten, but it doesn't show in his cold stare. "I'm your girl, and I won't tolerate you messing around with other women. It's slutty!" You slightly bounce for emphasis, but your knee-length skirt hides your actions. Jungkook feels it with you, and his eyes trail down to your lower region.

"My girl?" he parrots with a raised brow. He gazes back into your eyes. "You do my homework."

"I don't care. I love you," you plead pathetically, "please say you love me back."

"Wasn't I a whore just a second ago?"

"You were! Apologize to me," you harshly yank his head back by his hair. He doesn't react in the slightest, so you softly add, "please."

"Oh little girl," he sighs, "are you really trying to dominate me right now?"

"I am dominating you. Promise me you won't kiss another girl like that again. I won't forgive you a second time."

"Yeah? What's my loss?"

"Well, you're lazy in school," you bluntly state, "and no one loves you like I do. No one would try to cater to you like I do. I'd do anything for you, Kookie." You tug down your skirt to take it off and plop back down on him before saying, "Including sex. You can only use me for your sexual needs."

He's enamored by your words, but he doesn't dare share it with you. Instead, he thrusts upwards and you yelp when you jump. "Go on then," he says nonchalantly. "Show me how much of a slut you are."

"U-Um, okay," you stutter and start unzipping his black denim jeans. You've seen a lot of porn videos to make sure you were prepared for the next step with Jungkook, but you have no experience with penetration.

And he realizes that rather quickly when you're so meek with your actions. With a groan, he asks, "You're not a fucking virgin, are you?"

"I've been saving it for the right guy," you answer with offence. This is a special occasion, and you want him to take it as seriously as you do. But it's definitely not a good idea to be snarky with him when you can barely remember the steps for safe sex. "Do you have a condom?"

"It's in my pocket," he grumbles and points at his front without taking it out himself. You're excited and nervous as you tear the wrapper and take out the preservative. You have no idea how to put it on, but you're topping so you clumsily push down his briefs. Jungkook is surprisingly throbbing under you, and you blush at the sight of his erection.

He stops himself from teasing you and saying that the girl from earlier gave him this boner, but he doesn't want to be cruel yet. It's your first time, and truthfully, he jacks off to thought of you too often anyway. He can handle being somewhat nice by staying quiet, but that doesn't mean he would teach you how to put on a condom.

You slip it on with little struggle, and don't waste any time in positioning his cock in your entrance. Before he can stop you, you sink down on his length with a painful moan. He wants to tell you that losing your virginity in this position is the most painful, but instead he groans, "Holy shit, how are you so fucking tight?"

It hurts so fucking bad. Your tear ducts are like clockwork as they water instantly, but you lower yourself down to the hilt anyway. You're quite literally sitting on his cock as you try to catch your breath because God, you're in so much pain.

"Fuck, are you okay?" he asks, but he's more worried about controlling himself from fucking into you before you can adjust. It's difficult, but he's trying.

"Jungkook," you whimper quietly with your eyes screwed shut, "it hurts."

"You're so fucking dumb for doing this, but you feel so fucking good," he pants as he holds your hips.

"Thank you," you muster out in a breath. A few seconds pass until the pain starts to numb, and you move against him very slowly. Your walls are stinging, but it feels like Heaven for Jungkook who you clench down on.

"Go up and down," he instructs with a bit lip. He tries to move your hips, but you're resisting in fear of another shock of pain. "Come on!"

"Can you wait?" you hiss through clenched teeth.

He's trying to rile you up when he says, "Sana wouldn't take this fucking long."

And it works, because you bounce once. "Don't say her name!"

He groans at your tightness, and he can't believe how wet you are. You're dripping on him, and he curses himself for holding back because of your hopeless romance. He can't entertain your conservative way of going on about this any longer, so he continues, "She would have made me cum by now, but this prissy princess can't even get a move on."

It's almost pathetic how one push from Jungkook makes you start moving, and it feels less uncomfortable to hop up and down against his pelvis. The filthy sound of slapping skin mixing with the generic radio music is making you feel so slutty because it's so stereotypical, but when Jungkook moans, it brings heat all over your body. You take your sweater off when sweat begins to cumulate on your temples, and he commands, "Take off your bra too."

He's thrusting into you as you unclasp the black material, freeing your breasts as he finds his new eyecandies. You are so pretty, your nipples are so hard, and your cunt sucks him in so perfectly. It almost upsets him when he realizes how much pleasure he's deprived himself of; the amount only you seem to be able to provide, because it's beyond physical intimacy.

"Good girl," he exhales and gently slams into you with his hands fondling your tits. You smile coyly through your tears, and he asks, "Does it still hurt?"

You contemplate for a second, because you don't feel the best yet, but you don't want to disappoint Jungkook either. "I-It doesn't," you lie.

Jungkook mentally rolls his eyes; he really wants to believe you so he can chase his high, but he sees right through you. He slaps your tit without mercy and chastises you, "don't lie. I thought this was your little moment of control."

"I'm sorry," you pout as you slowly ride him.

"Another lie," he slaps your other tit more harshly and you yelp.

"I'm not lying!" you plead and hasten your pace, desperate to sell your lie. It's working, because you're starting to feel a knot in your stomach the more you adjust.

He moans with you, and you lose yourself when he stills your hips and begins to fuck you himself. It's rough, loud, and the pain is your pleasure. His balls slap against your skin as he easily slides in and out of you with the help of your arousal. Your love dawns on him when you're so turned on for him without any foreplay, and he's on cloud nine because nothing can compare to being inside you.

The setting is so unlike you, fucking in someone's bedroom with a bunch of people behind the unlocked door who can barge in at any given moment, but he finds it so sexy. You only care about being with him, and you really do look like his slut now.

His hands start holding onto your ass, kneading it until it turns red with his fingerprints, and he demands you to kiss him. You're out of it, your ears are ringing and you can only moan out his name, but you can't bear to ignore him. Your lips fall on his, and the kiss is sloppy with his tongue all over your mouth. You can't keep up, but your chest swells with pride when you realize how needy he is for you. He goes as far as to spit in your mouth, and you swallow it without hesitation.

"You want me to play with your clit?" he murmurs against your lips, and his voice sounds so airy and melodic to your ears. "Hm? Want me to make you feel good, little slut?"

You whine without a clear response because his lips feel so soft and wet, and that's the only thing you can focus on. All you want to do is kiss him and he doesn't stop you from doing so, but you're even more overwhelmed when he starts touching you while penetrating you. "No," you whimper, "I'll cum."

"A slut can take it," he grunts and rubs your clit faster, and you come undone all too soon. You moan loudly as you tremble, shaking as he rides out your high with a pinch to your clit. You're numb when you collapse on top of him, but he's relentless with his thrusts. He's using your body as you intended, and he's vocal with his pleasure and teasing climax. It's remarkable how he holds you up when you've gone limp and still fucks you just as hard.

You want to record his voice when he starts to whine pathetically, but you have no energy left within. He's panting in your ear, and it's not long before his hips fall on the mattress with a sigh. He's surprised by how powerful his orgasm was, as he fills the condom with his release instantly. His cock is still nestled inside you as both of you recover from your climax.

"Get off," he taps your thigh, and he pushes you off when you don't obey immediately. Your spell has worn off as he starts to dress himself. "I'm going back to the dorms." You listen to him with your mind in a haze. "Unless you want to get raped on your way without me, get the fuck up now."

"Can you carry me please?"

He shrugs and swings your arm over his shoulder, picking up your body with ease. He collects your clothes in his hand, but doesn't hand them to you as he steps out of the room.

"W-Wait, Jungkook, I'm naked-"

"You're my girl, no? Be a good slut and shut the fuck up."

Dangling off his shoulder with your bare tits pressed against his back, you close your eyes and drift off on the way to campus.

Boyfriends typically drop their girlfriends off anyway, right?

[darling-i-read-it]

Hi Maya!! I saw your requests were open and thought I’d finally send one in! No pressure if you’re not feeling it, but I was thinking multi headcanons with Barry Allen, Jack Thompson, Sylvie, Han Solo, and Hayley Marshall? Where they have a cute, nerdy SO who gets super into various shows/movies/books and tries to drag their partner into every new obsession by association? (Feel free to drop any of the characters if you’re not in the mood to write for them 😉❤️) Like I said, feel free to pass if you’re not feeling it. You have plenty of other amazing works for me to read if this isn’t your vibe 😊💖💖💖

Hi love! Always nice to talk to you!! I love this prompt because me too lol. These are a lot of characters I don't usually write for (I don't think I've ever actually written for Hayley before, though I was excited to!) so it was nice to get some variety here. I hope you enjoy!

Barry Allen

- mans is busy! he works a lot and he is also the flash!

- that being said, he always has time to listen to you rant he just might also be figuring out some sort of science answer or something while you speak

- not to mention, he actually adores the bit of normalcy in his life

- being the flash is overwhelming more times than not

- though he never has time to get into things on his own because he is so busy so unless you're willing to walk him through it, he isn't getting into anything any time soon

- he will totally sit and watch a movie or show with you at night

- not to mention, when he isn't tired, he will also engage

- 'how dare she do that? did you see that?'

- 'I can't. We can't watch another episode I can't even take it'

- he's very enthusiastic for you

Jack Thompson

- back in the day when he was from, it was more books than movies and shows

- and Jack is oh so busy

- by that I mean he's tired and will listen to you but not that long

- that being said, he really loves to be soothed

- you can go on and on about some story you really like and he will likely listen just because it soothes him

- you being excited also makes him excited

- sometimes though he's like 'doll can we take a minute?'

- but other times he's like 'why don't you read it to me?'

- he even laughs while you pause every two seconds to gush about something

- though he has a hard time keeping up with the names and situations, he does sleep a lot when he's not busy

Sylvie

- Sylvie has absolutely no time to get into movies or shows because girlfriend is literally trying to mess up every timeline

- but you tag along with her anyway

- so she supposes you can talk about what you want

- she actually really loves hearing about it (though she doesn't say it very often)

- the idea that you love things that seem so mundane to her brings her the normalcy she so craves

- she does keep up with the names and places too because she listens so intently

- so she can keep a whole conversation going with you and she it helps distract from the morbidness of her day to day

- she reacts too

- it's a lot of 'No!" 'Yes!' 'How dare they!'

Han Solo

- 'Babe I need to fly you can show me later'

- at first he really doesn't love that you obsess over things

- he's jealous

- how dare you like something more than you like him

- but then he realizes that it could be a nice bonding experience with you in which he gets to be handsy

- so he gives it a shot!

- he probably really doesn't pay attention more than the broad strokes

- but he at least listens to you talk about it and reacts when he thinks it's appropriate

- but if you have a crush on someone from the thing you like, he's done with it because how dare you

Hayley Marshall

- she loves it, endorses it and would love to help you out in any way you can

- totally the type of person who will sit and watch a whole season of a show with you

- she has so much going on and is the kind of girl to binge a whole show with you

- literally sometimes she'll postpone the big werewolf meetings just so that she can do something with you

- she adores your excitement

- again, she's so crammed with such life or death stuff all the time that she would much rather hang out with you and do something stupid

- she probably ships people too

- Hayley just loves it

[aeempress]

Apritello Express Evidences, part 2

Khem-khem, ladies and gentlemen, we shall continue out praising Apritello's episodes. And yeah, this part will be dedicated, in entirety just one episode.

Purple jacket. April and Donnie's episode.

I really love this piece of masterpiece, because it show April and Dee relationship, better reveals them as characters, and demonstrates their connection. (My previous points at this whole situation)

The episode begins with Donnie sneaking into April's school under the pretext of helping her. Soon, April stated the reason why she called D - her science computer project. Actually, she could take a photo of the code and sent it to Donatello, and I'm sure, he would send her the correct one right away, he's coder, he's prodigy, no probbles.

But still, April just asked him to come over and help her without stating any reasons. And he, indeed, came at speed of the light.

I want you to understand what exactly does that mean.

First: April is aware how much Donnie is into human culture. He wants to study in normal human school, do some average teen stuff. Especially, he is loving school and science-related stuff, all these science school projects, visits to botanical gardens, experiments and laboratory work. Because it's his field. It's exactly his domain, where he's good at. His family does not share his interest in science, and April is only one who can understand him. Probably.

Also, April know, how badly Donnie wants to go to school, which gives him an excuse, even if not the most solid one, but an excuse, nevertheless, to visit her school again.

Why again?

Because he has no problem navigating there. Donnie went directly to April's computer class.

He loves this place. And he'd already helped April with her projects.

Even so, knowing that every time she asked guys, especially Don, for help, it turned into a cataclysm, April still called him to help.

It's just a weird, indirect way to say, " Let's hang out, I know how much you like this whole situation with science, school and etc. Here ya go, buddy"

It seems like April did that to make something pleasant to him, something small, but nice to make him feel better. Because, as I state before - he likes to help April (praise, doing something useful for April - still counts as a motivation) and he likes school.

Second: khem-khem, D came at her school, as it seems, right away she called/texted. He didn't even know the proper reason, but c'mon: April ask for help, plus, her school. Sounds legit, don't you think?

Anyway, April has always been being the reason and excuse for teetles, but especially for Donnie. Clear? Clear. Good.

Donnie also tends to not think things through when he is excited. Because he went at the daylight in place, full of people just to help April.

ROTTMNT shows us how turtles were really afraid of human reaction and possible consequences. They have plan "H" to pretend they are going to Galaxy Con, brothers have explanation why they look weird and it's definitely not because boys are mutants, uh-huh, no, plus, guys go on surface at evening or night hours, when there are not so many people, and it's dark, obviously, to cover them and keep unseen.

Yeah, of course, Donnie seems more capable then his brothers to handle the surface (he has cash, D's dressed up as old ladies more than once, according to Leo, he was in April's school before, so yeah, no big deal) and I suspect that his friendship with April is one of the reasons.

Third: do you remember how April worried about looking "normal" when she was finally invited to a school party? She even forbade Mayham to appear nearby, just not to look like the lizard boy. Because cool kids don't bring pets to school. April doesn't have many friends, or rather, there are none at school, and she's been trying to solve this problem by getting close to Taylor Martin, the coolest girl in school.

And April O'Neil just calls Donatello, an objectively strange guy (since when is it normal to be a fan of school? Pretty questionable) in place, where her reputation is hanging in a balance. Our girl does not try to hide Dee, as it usually shown in shows for kids, and April do not pretend that she sees him for the first time in her life because, you know, Donnie will catch everyone's attention being himself and may embarrass her in front of her classmates. But no - April says with all her actions: "Yes, I know him. Yes, that dork is with me. And I don't give a damn about your opinion. Your problems, not mine. And yeah, I'm fine with him being here."

I mean it, guys. The devil is always in the tiny details.

The way they behave around each other.

Donatello is way more, MORE relaxed and just being himself: dramatic dorky nerdy ninja with current obsessions. The way he sneaked in school and April's classroom, the way he behaves alone with her is contrasting the way of his attitude while his brothers are near.

Don has a specific way to shown up. Instead of texting her, Donnie used shurekens. Yes, he almost fell off the lamp, but still, that's... quite an entrance he makes there.

April worries about him, when he fell from ceiling.

Our girl feel relaxed enough around Donnie, so she winks at him.

A wink is a fairly casual gesture that shows some expression of sympathy, trust, and togetherness. It's both good for saying "We're in same boat, we're team" and show the playful attitude towards someone. Isn't that an indicator?

Ironically, that being the best friends April and Donnie do not have any secret handshake/brofist/special greeting, as it usually the besties have at kid's series. Like Kendra and Jeremy have.

I can do only one possible logical conclusion: their relationship is far beyond "friends," "best friends," and "family".

Btw, about this certain phrase about secret five.

- Nay, fair April. A secret five[...].

Once again, nice wording, Donatello. Fair April? Maybe I'm too critical, but often when someone wants to convince their interlocutor and at the same time show one's condescension to them, it's usually uses "my dear ..." or something like that. I understand that semantically the difference is not very big, but in the first case, you can feel Donnie's personal attitude, even though he uses a book word. The second is just formal politeness, which emphasizes the difference between the rightness of the disputants.

This phrase were interpreted on official Russian dub as (okay, it's really hard to choose the correct word, because there's a lot of synonyms in English that sits quite well, while on Russian it's just one word, damn) "Нет, милая (No, honey/sweetheart )". Actually, a strange choice of wording, 'cause this is not what usually friends use to say to each other. We prefer use words like " my darling", "my dear", to demonstrate leniency. And again, most often this prerogative belongs to the older generation. Russians rarely throw around such words as "honey", "dear", "sunshine", because this deprives these endearments of any meaning, and a person using them, as a rule, is familiar. Of course, there are people who use them on a regular basis, but I HIGHLY doubt that Donatello is one of them. It's not his style.

But still, maybe I just too critical at this point.

April, as it is shown, have some kind of power to cool and calm him down and bring Donnie back to life reality.

1. Don awakes from his daze while heard April's voice

2. He's literally coming back to life, when April said about his broken jetpack.

3. Dee obediently interrupts his touching farewell to the jacket when April yells at him.

Oh, and his face. I remind you, fellas, we're talking about Donatello, "I really do not like to express emotions"-guy and "I will die if someone broke my bAbEyS"-guy.

And what do we see? Donnie's emoting. And feels free to do that. He's even drooling. (What seems kinda interesting without context, if you're understand what I'm talking about ;))

Dee doesn't seem angry about broken jetpack. And his wide smile, while he's assuring April he can fix it? A few minutes ago, he was steamed when his stuff was stolen, but when the jetpack was broken, he doesn't even raise an eyebrow. Very eloquent.

April is his support

April also supports Donnie whatever he's up to. Yes, she hadn't been excited when Othello had expressed a desire to join the club. However, she also introduced him to Kendra and company. Yes, she showed by her whole appearance that she did not share his joy, but nevertheless, our loyal captain O'Neil was there for him, by his side all this time.

And her sweet facial expression. From "Srsly? Join this jerks?" to "If you dare to even think about to hurt him, I'll smash you".

And one more cute detail about Dee. Even if he does whatever he wanted so badly, Don constantly looks around at April, looking for her approval.

- Be honest, April, do I look fantastic, or SUPERBLY fantastic?

- You look like you drop a juice box in a laundry. (Play nice, April, don't be mean)

He cherishes her opinion.

April had even called him late at night just to, technically speaking, say that his tech were stolen. And what's the big deal with all his outfit? It's late night, they can just sneak out into Nakamura in their usual form. But noooo, April give a special ride on her bicycle. Just. You know. Our girl carried her own weight and his all the way without stopping. And then she went up 53 + floors running non-stop because Donnie's equipment was stolen. And then she had to chase the her classmates, dodge and jump out of the window. Because Purple dragons stole Dee's tech. Like shooting fish in a barrel, no big deal at all.

And it's definitely not because he will be totally crashed or he'll do stupid things during his anger, which will then come out sideways.

And April comes along with him to very end.

By the way, their phone conversations.

Donnie is the very case when "Call at any time of the day or night and I will pick up the phone".

When April called him when he needs D's help with Albearto, when something is definitely going on behind.

As it says in transcript of the episode:

[April takes out her phone, scrolls to Donnie’s listing and calls him. Donatello appears on screen. Behind him a flying microwave wearing boxing gloves shoots lasers at his brothers.]

Don: "You are conversing with Donatello."

April

[Crouched on floor in hiding.]

Dude, I need your help."

Don: "For you, anything. As long as it does not involve bees, or spiders, or beach balls.

[There’s an explosion behind him and his brothers cry out, which he ignores.]

And yeah, he took her incoming immediately, he ignores absolutely and totally everything around him, because... April? Expositions, bloody flying microwave bot turned to destroy mode, his brothers screaming and being in life-threatening situation? Naaah, it can wait.

Donatello was at Todd's, building "the puppiest place on Earth" and was very enthusiastic about to finish this thing. But he paused anyway to answer April.

We already know how obsessive with work Don can be: if something interesting gets into his field of view, he begins to do it all day long. Remember "The Purple Game" - a very revealing case. Yeah, we weren't shown how much Donnie is into engineering, but I can guess that point remains the same.

April called him at late night and Donnie picked up the phone.

April, unlike Donatello, is a teenager who is burdened with social relationship such as family, school, and work periodically, which implies a more or less strict schedule to follow and some conventions, such as " April, you can't go out late at night to catch robbers, you are underage and you have to go to school/work tomorrow). However, she was watching the news late at night, so she called Dee. ( I have a lot of questions, but I'll never get answers, as it seems)

D, in turn, doesn't have so many contacts with the outside world. I highly doubt that anyone else outside of the family and April has his number. And yet, when he hears the call late at night he takes it. Yes, he had awaken from the nightmare, but still.

And what's up with his usual "You're conversing with Donatello"? He didn't even understand what's going on, as it seems, he's too sleepy to play his usual image and playfully attitude as we could see in "Hypno Part Deux" and "War and Pizza".

Adorable couple-like D&A arguing

April very rarely uses "I told you so" against anybody, or rather, this is almost the only case. This phrase is more suitable for Leo or Donnie, and you know," I told you so! " we usually use on people we know well, and we want to tease 'em about them being wrong. Which, in fact, once again highlights and proves how close D&A are. And I don't even get started about the fact that this is more like a couple's quarrel, not a friend's.

And one more time - in the end, when April suggests using the jacket to stop Kendra.

Their teamwork

I stated that before, I'll tell it one more and more times. The chemistry of their team interaction is incredible. It's as if they can feel each other, and each knows what the other is capable of doing in the next moment. April easily adapts to Donnie's attack, realizing his plan.

Donnie also throws them both out of the window in order to continue the pursuiting Kendra on the jetpack. Don is one hundred percent sure of April, that she will understand what he wants to do, Dee trusts her with his life without hesitation, and she has never used his jetpack. He just puts her before the fact: April will be using the tech.

Up for Donnie!

I really like how this scene was made. Donatello struggles with his own tech, somewhat he made by himself, having invested almost whole himself and his soul, but what "betrayed" him in end. When Dee finally managed to shake one of his battleshell, which almost choked him, Donnie feel so scared and unsecured. We can see his anxiety - Dee's coaching position with covering his head with his hands and tucking his knees.

Defenseless, helpless, and mostly lost, and then, just in time - hero comes to save his life. She uses Donnie's name as battlecry, look how furious she is.

Funny fact: on Russian dub April yells "Don't touch Donnie! (how dare you, madafaka)

April fits in Donnie's type of girls. She's cute (obvious) and mean (not so obvious).

I can't say that meanness is the main feature of April's character, as we can say about Kendra. But this personality trait is still present in her and sometimes it does not manifest itself so widely. April's meanness is not so pronounced, it is much softer and smoother, and it is not exposed.

But April becomes really mean when someone messes up with Donnie.

She's his support and prop. Literally. Just look at first frame, okay-okay, jokes aside

She's genuinely enjoying of kicking bad guys ' asses, even letting go of witticisms and barbs.

Last scenes

Don survived a rough night: he was used, his tech was stolen, so he and April had to chase the satin robed punks. Donnie was hit in the head with a hammer, he fell from a bird's-eye view, passed out and then his battleshell tried to strangle him. And April is here to comfort him, to cheer him up.

Yes, we don't get any hugs (because it's kids show, bleh), the tactility is kept to a minimum, except for April's comforting hand on his shoulder, but they don't even look at each other. But the softness of her voice, the intonation with which she utters a phrase (that is usually sent to the friend zone, but "pal" is really neutral word, and the most important how she said that) turn the scene upside down. It is not what April did to comfort him matter, it's how she did this.

I said "yes" to you way too often

April mirrors Donnie with his "Anything for you". Yes, of course, she said this with a certain amount of grumbling, but her voice and her demeanor suggest otherwise - she is not at all averse to going to giving in him.

And the way they're look at each other.

This one

And one more detail

It's really tiny, it's hard to catch from the first watching the episode, but still, it's possible. I'm talking about graffiti on the walls of the alley where April and Don had landed.

This one

Yeah, if we speak about reality it's quite normal to see graffiti like this. But we talking about TV-series, where everything has its own place and meaning. And if there something, it must be there, it's not just whim of artist who put it in there. But this little graffiti changes the mood of scene.

[songmingisthighs]

[15.08] badboy!seonghwa × reader

⇀ had you known that's why he confessed, would you have accepted him ? Or smack his annoyingly perfect face with your laptop ?

⇁ part 1 / 2

⇁ prologue part 1 / 2 / 3

Things had gone great between you and Seonghwa. You and he would often meet at your dorm or at the diner at least three times a week.

You'd ask him why you both never hung at his dorm but his answer was that he doesn't want the boys to disturb your 'quality time'.

Normally you'd question answers like that, but the way he looks at you and holds your hand made you forget why you even wanna ask that in the first place.

But like all things, everything dissipates with time.

Nearing the end of the semester, group projects lessen and solo assignments accumulate which put a strain between your and Seonghwa's hangout time. You've tried convincing him that you both can hang out whilst doing your solo assignments but you remembered how his eyes trailed after a girl as you spoke at one of your last hangouts at the diner.

Seems like he's lost interest in you too.

Which, it sure hurts, but you both were never official and neither had verbally confirmed to the other about their feelings. It sucks.

But you power through.

You pretend that his silence during class's group discussion didn't affect you, you pretend that when he immediately pack up his stuff to leave the class and only throwing you a polite smile didn't make your heart wrench, you pretend that him ghosting you didn't make you feel both embarrassed and angry at the same time.

You're light and breezy.

Heck, you're so light and breezy, you still go to that diner every Friday all alone. And it's not because you had hoped to see one particular man.

Even though you did.

When he was on a date with some girl who's obviously very pretty.

On the booth you both had 'claimed' as 'your booth' without ever verbally saying it.

"Hi, excuse me," a voice broke your train of thoughts.

You look up from your book to see a really handsome man standing in front of you with a smile on his face. He looks very handsome, definitely mixed-race, and he has this chill aura on him that is honestly refreshing to you.

"Sorry to bother you, but can I sit here?" He asked. You look around to see that there are a lot of other places left in the library where he could've sat.

Sensing your apprehension, the man raised both of his hands, "I'm not a creep or a weirdo, I'm just very particular about where I work,"

He's got a point. So you just nodded, "sure, it's not my table or anything anyways, you could've just taken a seat without asking my permission," he shrugged as he put his things across you, "I mean sure, but you seemed like you don't wanna be bothered and this particular spot has the best walking distance to anywhere at all and plus the secret charging port? Genius," he said, grinning proudly.

You raised your eyebrows at him, "you seem to know your way around the table, mister..." you trailed off to which he immediately caught on, "Hansol, Choi Hansol, but my friends calls me Vernon," he held his hand out for you to shake, "(Y/N), (Y/N) (Y/L/N), and why Vernon?" "My english name, I'm half American,"

And with that, you got yourself a new friend.

Vernon is a computer science major, and the other thing major about him is his nerdiness. And his hotness. Which is a ridiculous combination.

Ever since that day in the library, you both somehow find the other popping up everywhere. Just a day after your first meeting in the library, he came into the café you part-timed at. He came in to order 13 drinks and several pastries, shocking you at first but then he told you he lives in a frat house with 12 other guys and that he's not a caffeine addict.

Then you both bonded over the many sessions in the library which eventually venture out to sitting together during lunch, and then suddenly you both started meeting outside campus.

And this did not go unnoticed by Seonghwa.

"Hey, Seonghwa, how well do you know (Y/N)?" Hongjoong asked, breaking Seonghwa's glare on you and Vernon from all the way across the cafeteria.

Seonghwa raised an eyebrow at him, "(Y/N) from my statistics class?" As if he hadn't considered you as something more at some point, "I'd say well enough as a groupmate, why?" He asked back.

Hongjoong nodded towards you and Vernon with his chin, "Vernon there saw you both working together and he wants to make sure he won't be stepping on anyone's toes when he's making a move on her,"

At that moment, Seonghwa almost choked on his fries. Too surprised with the fact that you've possibly moved on from him so quickly.

It's only been a month and a half since you both stopped hanging out outside of obligation.

Hearing that made his blood boil and he's pretty sure it's not jealousy. Most likely territorialism. HE took interest in you first waaaaay before Vernon did.

The smile and laugh you give Vernon was supposed to be for him. He used to make you laugh so hard at any stupid pun he concocted in his head. No matter how stupid it is nor how much it doesn't make any sense.

To be completely honest, he didn't know why he pulled away from you in the first place. He had been so comfortable with you, never once had he ever let his guard down and just be carefree, not even with his closest friends.

He needs to get you back to him.

No matter what.

So he made his move the next time you both had statistics again.

Unlucky for him though, the professor decided to not have any group discussion that day which threw Seonghwa's plan out the window. But thankfully he still remembered your schedule, you don't have any class after statistics which means you'd be grabbing a simple lunch before your part-time job starts until 8 pm.

So he waited patiently for the bell to ring.

Legs bouncing in anticipation as his eyes flit towards the clock every five minutes.

When the professor finally dismissed the class (10 minutes later than he's supposed to, as per usual), he immediately put all his belongings back in his bag and ran after you. Somehow you've mastered the art of cleaning up quickly over the month and a half without him.

"(Y/N)! Wait!" Seonghwa called.

You stopped in your tracks and turn your head to see Seonghwa jogging towards you with that stupid, charming smile on his face.

Damn his good looks.

"Yeah? Is there something wrong?" you asked him when he caught up to you. He raised an eyebrow at you, confused as to why you'd think there'd be anything wrong.

"Ah!" you suddenly exclaimed, "Is this about my part of the presentation? Don't worry, I'm close to finishing it, I should be able to compile it in the PPT tonight by... 9.30-ish? I have to finish my shift at the café," you explained.

He chuckled at you, deep voice that you oh so missed ringing in your ears, "wha- no, (Y/N), I'm not here to talk about our project, I just wanna... talk with you," he said, tilting his head to the side slightly. It somehow made him look both hot and cute at the same time. Which doesn't make sense.

Now it was your turn to raise an eyebrow at him while crossing your arms, "why? No offence, Seonghwa, but you've kinda been blowing me off for the past month and a half now, what makes you think I'd have anything to talk with you about?"

Those words coming out of your mouth shocked him. It's not like he didn't expect some apprehension from you, but hostility? Boy, you must've been really affected by his shitty doings.

"I-I- no, (Y/N), I haven't been blowing you off," bullshit, even he knows that, "I've just been really-" "really... what? Absent? Ghosty? Hot and cold? Whatever it is, Seonghwa, you don't owe me any explanation," you tried your best to not roll your eyes at him because honestly, how dare he blew you off and now acting like he didn't whilst hoping you don't notice what he has been doing.

What did he take you for? One of his brainless bimbos?

Surprised at your words, Seonghwa was left stunned. You waited for a solid 10 seconds for him to say something. Anything.

Literally, how hard is it to say sorry?

Realizing he wouldn't realize what he's supposed to do, you just shook your head at him, "I'll finish inputting and editing my part by tonight, I'll see you in class next week, Seonghwa," you said before walking away.

You would've thought that he'd take the hint and go back to ignoring you.

But now, of course not. He's stubborn and he plays by his own rules. It's an understatement to say that you were shocked when you saw him entering the café nearing the end of your shift.

Despite the shock of seeing him, you pretended like nothing's wrong and do what you're supposed to do to any other customer as per usual.

Heck, you'd give yourself a pat on the back, head, and butt for being so calm whilst handling Seonghwa. You managed to keep that "strictly professional" smile on your face as you take his orders, you didn't fumble when he made small talks as you typed in his orders into the computer (like really, who the heck said "good thing tonight's not cloudly, love the moonlight," ??), and you didn't flinch when your hands accidently touch as you hand him his strawberry frappucino.

Yes, the badboy strictly and secretly drink sweet, fruity drinks.

You'd thought that his presence was merely a coincidence. As he waited in his table, you had assumed that he's waiting for some girl (who isn't you, sadly) so all you wanna do is run out of there as soon as you can.

"Hey, Jaemin," you called your co-worker who's in the middle of sipping his 6 shot americano at 8 pm, "I'm gonna head out, okay? Think you can hold the fort until Yena's here? She said she has to turn in an assignment, that's why she's late,"

Jaemin just rolled his eyes at you, "(Y/N), I'm drinking coffee that's powerful enough to paralyze a horse, I can definitely handle the slow Wednesday night crowd," he said sarcastically to which you laugh.

After getting your things from your locker in the back room, you proceed to go out through the front door.

Unbeknownst to you, Seonghwa had followed behind.

You were only several steps away from the café when suddenly Seonghwa caught up to you and grab your hand.

Knowing that it's quite late and it's dark, Seonghwa should've known better. You honestly only feel slightly bad for punching his chest.

Slightly.

Like 2%.

"Jesus fucking Christ, Seonghwa you scared the devil out of me!" You exclaimed after realizing that it was just him, pulling your hand away from his grip. He coughed, trying to ease oxygen back to his lungs after you had brutally knocked them out.

"Guess I deserved that," he coughed out, but he was smirking as if he's amused by your attack, "sorry, I was just- I need to talk to you," he said, looking at you pleadingly.

"Well, it doesn't seem like that for the past month and a half, Seonghwa, you seemed just about done with me," you said while crossing your arms, your expression showing nothing but disdain at him. He seems to feel remorse after seeing how you looked at him. Never once did you showed any negativity nor hostility to him during the time you both spent together.

Seonghwa didn't really know what made him pull away from you. All he was sure of is that he felt something so strongly about you to the point that it scared him so much. He never felt the need to be with someone as much as when he was with you. He found himself thinking about you when you're both not together, he found himself only focusing on you and nothing else when you both are together, and he found his vulnerabilities open for you to access.

It scared him to hell and back when he realizes that there is a possibility of him wanting something more from you.

With you.

The man before you sighed, "I... Have no excuse for how I acted recently but believe me when I said that I regret pulling myself away from you because I'm scared, you're too good to and for someone like me, you deserve the best and I wanna be the best for you," he stepped closer to take both your hands in his, his eyes were genuine which rendered you incapable of being too mad at him, "I wish I could rewind the time and take back what I did, I never should have pulled away from you, I should have just told you the truth," he said.

For a second, he forgot about his image and he just let whatever he was feeling out, he wanted to make sure that you understand how he truly feels.

Both of you stood in silence, just staring at each other as he rubs his thumb on the back of your hand. With the way you're staring at him now, he was sure that your initial resolve had completely melted.

But suddenly from his peripheral vision, he saw Vernon coming out of a bookstore across the road and was looking around.

Remembering what prompted him to get closer to you again, he pulled you in close into his arms, a hand to your cheek and lips just centimetres away from his.

"So? Would you please give me another chance to show you how much you mean to me? Not as just some guy from your statistics class," his words made you chuckle and roll your eyes, "but as your boyfriend," he said before he could stop himself.

Your eyes widened, "m-me? With y-you? Boyfriend and girlfriend?" you choked out, not believing your ears in the first place. You wanted to make sure that he's not kidding, making a joke or making a fool out of you.

Instead of answering, however, he simply leaned in and places his lips softly on yours. The kiss was sweet, it conveyed how much he wants and misses you. For some reason it made you feel comforted, he feels like home and his arms makes you feel safe.

So then and there, you kiss him back as a form of an answer to him.

When you both finally pull away, you both could see dumb smiles decorating the other's face, proof of happiness over what just happen.

Remembering that you're in the middle of the road and there are people around you, you pulled away from his arms first but reached to tangle your hand in his.

"Come on, I believe I owed my groupmate my part of the presentation," you started as you walk, pulling him with you.

But as you walk, you turn your head at him to throw a flirty smirk, "boyfriend" you said, making him grin so wide, it could rival a Cheshire cat.

Maybe you and he isn't a bad idea at all.

All you can do now is hope that he won't break you.

[crymeariveronceagain]

Thoughts on Jensi????

aight

he aint my fave

shannon honestly kind of killed him when she described him as drooly

soooo

low quality headcanons? i feel like it's what he would want?

left handed

hates your scissors, hates them SO much

nerdy af, will ask to borrow all of your books. will give them back dog-eared though. so be warned.

probably likes pancakes too much. he'd eat pancakes for every meal

curly hair

kinda stupid, like but in a cute way? would make dumb jokes and hit the cieling on a dare. lots of dares. lots of follow through.

basically is friends with everyone except the keeper crew. he's super good freinds with literally everyone except the keeper crew. However, he's Dex's bro. So like, that's how Dex gets all the inside information.

probably would run a gossip column

could be a neverseen official for how much he knows about people

super good at acting innocent but really knowing everything.

he's short. About half an inch shorter than Dex. Dex is way too happy about that.

however, despite that, super smooth. lots of game. he's kinda like keefe, but without trauma, and without like, the depression, personality wise. it's great. all the girls swoon.

the drooling is only when he sleeps or when he zones out he's not that gross come on shannon GIVE ME SOMETHING TO WORK WITH like geez i really do not like the drooling thing

is never going to get more pagetime

[petersasteria]

enough for you || peter parker

sour masterlist || parker || sour taglist

2,440 words w: nothing triggering that's fo sho

Peter Benjamin Parker.

His name alone made everyone swoon. Every girl wanted to be with him and every guy wanted to be him. He was smart, handsome, and he was fit; he was perfect. You admired him from afar because you knew you wouldn’t stand a chance anyway. All of his ex-girlfriends were prom queens in high school and they’re now cheerleaders for your university’s rugby team. You weren’t any of those. You didn’t have a crown at home or a perfect body, but you had decent grades and while you’re not particularly a size zero, you were healthy. You were just a regular person and you loved that. After all, keeping up with what society wanted was tiring and you saw how it wrecked other girls. You just didn’t want to be part of that and you vowed to yourself that you’d never become like that.

So it surprised you when Peter Parker noticed you at all. Well, he sort of had to. Both of you were partnered up for a project and you two hit it off from there. You found out he was actually pretty nerdy and that he used to wear glasses. He wasn’t afraid to show you his true self. Like how he preferred songs from the 80s and 90s. In the short amount of time, you fell for him hard.

You knew his coffee order by heart and you knew of his inner demons after a hearty 3am conversation on the phone. Because you liked him, you read all of his self-help books so that you knew what or how he was feeling. Your friends would say that your behaviour was becoming obsessive, but you didn’t care. All you thought about was him and that’s all that mattered.

It didn’t take long for him to like you. He enjoyed your company and he enjoyed seeing you. He confessed that to you one day and asked you if you wanted to go to his frat party on Friday. You immediately agreed and on the days leading up to Friday, you instantly changed. You said goodbye to your old clothes and bought new, daring ones because you remembered that his exes wore stuff like that with full confidence. You bought makeup too with the help of Tiffany, the super nice popular girl who was your lab partner last semester. She taught you how to dress, how to act, how to flirt; everything you needed to learn.

By the time Friday came around, you were all set. Since Tiffany was invited, she offered to go there with you. She even gave you last minute tips on kissing and dancing. When you arrived, she was whisked away by her adorably shy boyfriend, Max. She looked at you and wiggled her eyebrows before paying attention to Max. You smiled at her and shook your head. You loved their tandem. They were opposites, but they made it work. You wished that you and Peter could be like that.

You looked around and saw Peter walking down the stairs with one of his frat brothers. They were talking about something and he turned his head and immediately saw you. He grinned and quickly walked over to where you were, completely ignoring his frat brother.

“You came!” He grinned and pulled you in for a quick hug. “That’s what she said.” He laughed. “Sorry about that. Michael Scott has been rubbing off on me. Have you watched The Office?”

“I’ve seen a few episodes.” You said nervously, making a mental note to start watching the show so you could talk about it. Peter nodded and led you to the kitchen, “What do you want to drink?”

You saw a plethora of drinks just sitting there, waiting to be drunk by anyone. Peter laughed at you and shook his head. “Never drank alcohol before?” He asked sweetly and you bit your lip while shaking your head.

“Is that bad?” You asked him, worried that he might not like you anymore.

“That’s actually pretty cute. I’ve never met a girl who has never picked up a bottle of alcohol before and it’s kind of refreshing. You’re like a breath of fresh air, sweetheart. Don’t be shy about it.” He smiled. You smiled and looked down to hide a smile on your face.

He decided to give you a drink that wasn’t strong. It was your first drink and he didn’t want you to pass out after having just one. Both of you danced the night away and got drunk with his friends. It was a fun night and you ended up being too drunk to go home so you crashed in his room. Nothing happened and it was alright because sleeping with his arms wrapped around was more than enough.

Since then, you fully transitioned into the new you. You wore makeup all the time and you were proud that your makeup skills were improving. Your new clothes are trendier and you were slowly letting loose just to make Peter happy.

You and Peter became an official couple after that and he took you everywhere he went. Wherever he was, you were close behind. You didn’t enjoy the company of his big friend group sometimes, but you did your best in hiding your dislike. In fact, you completely hid your old self under the mask of your new self so much that you forgot who you are.

You didn’t mind it, though. You loved Peter and you were doing your best in doing whatever he liked and whatever he was interested in. Whatever he liked, you liked too. Whatever he ordered, you ordered too. You made him your world and all of your attention was just on him.

“Y/N, this guy sounds like bad news.” Your best friend sighed. “I literally don’t see both of you ending up together. He doesn’t give you anything in return. All he does is take, take, take!”

“You’re just jealous because I have a boyfriend and you don’t.” You snapped. You were tired of your best friend being on your ass all the time about your relationship with Peter. Deep down, you knew she was right, but you claimed that you did all those things without asking for anything in return.

“Bullshit, Y/N! Did you memorize his coffee order because you just naturally memorize it? Or did you memorize his coffee order because you wanted to get it for him so that he’ll look at you the same way you look at him? Y/N, sweetie, he doesn’t give you his all and you don’t deserve that.”

“Shut up, okay?! He’s just busy so don’t you dare talk shit about him because you don’t know anything! Stop being so annoying!”

Your best friend looked at you with their jaw dropped and they shook their head. “Wow! I’m sorry for caring about you. I’ll just go and have fun breaking your own heart! Talk to me when you’ve got your shit together.”

With that, they left.

You continued on with your relationship with Peter and before you knew it, you’ve been together for a year now. You kept doing the things you’ve been doing because he never gave you a compliment. You did your best to be up to his standards, but nothing seemed to be working. You feared that the day he finds someone better will come soon and you didn’t want that. Alas, that day came quicker than you expected.

He started hanging out with this girl named Gwen Stacy and he started ditching you for her because they have a ‘project’ together. Then one day, he just broke up with you.

“What?” You teared up.

“I’m breaking up with you.” Peter said.

“But why? I-I changed for you! I put some makeup on, I changed my wardrobe, I know your coffee order, I read your self-help books so I could be there for you and I-”

“And I don’t give a shit. You’re, like, never satisfied with yourself that’s why you’re doing that. No one told you to do those things. May I remind you that when we met, you were dorky? Keep in mind that I fell for THAT person. I don’t know this new version of you.”

“I just wanted to be everything that you liked, Peter.”

“Yeah, well I liked you when you were different. I’m not even the compliment type of person. So, I don’t really care if you change your hair or style or whatever it is you like changing. You’re also super clingy! You’re always with me and it’s sickening!”

“But you ask me to go with you!”

“I was being polite, Y/N.” Peter rolled his eyes.

“How was I supposed to know that?! If you told me that you wanted to go alone, I wouldn’t have come.” You cried. Peter stared at you and shook his head.

“You’re fucking insane. Bye, Y/N.” Peter got up from your bed and left.

You cried for a long time. You cried for days and weeks. You called your best friend and told them what happened. They said, “I told you so.”

“I know.” You sniffed.

“I’ll be there in a few minutes with your favorite food.”

“You won’t lecture me anymore?” You asked.

“Nah.” They said, “You already got an earful from me before and I don’t like repeating myself.”

About two months after your break up with Peter, you didn’t know what to do. You couldn’t do your everyday routine anymore because that consisted of getting Peter his coffee and walking with him to class. You needed a new routine and you wanted to figure it out. You realized that not only did Peter leave you with a broken heart, he also left you questioning who you are.

You felt like a pre-teen trying to figure out who you’re supposed to be and it was frustrating. You racked your brain and thought of the things you used to do before Peter came in the picture and you tried going back to it. You wanted your old self back and realized that you deserved someone who loved you for you and if that someone wanted you to change, it should be for the better.

“That’s a nice sketch.” A voice said from behind you. You turned around and looked up to see a guy with blonde hair and a cute smile on his face. “May I?” He gestured on the empty spot next to you and you nodded before sketching again.

He sat next to you and just watched you sketching. It was comforting and peaceful. He stopped watching you eventually and he began reading his notes. “I’m Harry Osborn, by the way.” He said, not looking up from his book.

“Y/N Y/L/N.” You replied, not stopping your sketch.

“Your sketch is really interesting.” He complimented. “It’s just as beautiful as you.”

You bit back a smile and said, “Thanks, I guess.”

“You seem like an interesting person.” He smiled, looking up from his book to glance at you. You looked at him and said, “Really? Peter Parker didn’t think so.”

“I don’t know who he is, but Peter Parker sounds stupid for not thinking you’re interesting. He must’ve been blind.” Harry pointed out and you chuckled.

“Maybe.”

“Is he your ex?” Harry asked. “Wait, that was personal. I’m so-”

“Yeah, he is and don’t worry about it. I’m trying to move on from it. He, uh, he replaced me with Gwen Stacy.” You told him. He scoffed and looked straight ahead, “Yeah, I know her. We dated before and she left me for another dude. Now that I think about it, she left her ex just to date me. There seems to be a pattern so don’t worry about it. She’ll leave Peter for someone else too. That’s his karma.”

You chuckled and said, “You’re funny.”

“I’m serious!” He exclaimed as he animatedly told you about his past with Gwen. You laughed from time to time and soon you forgot about your sketch as you exchanged stories.

“You know I talk shit about guys that you lik, right?” Your best friend asked you one time and you nodded. “This time, I don’t feel like talking shit about this guy that you’re ‘friends’ with.”

“What do you mean?” You raised an eyebrow. “And he’s just a friend!”

“Sure, tell that to me when you get married.” Your best friend chortled. “I really think you have a future with this guy. His intentions seem pure and so far, he’s not an asshole. Plus, he’s bringing your old self back and he doesn’t even know it. He likes you for you and he seems really happy when you geek out about something that you like.”

“Really?” You smiled softly and they nodded. “Should I ask him out?”

“It’s 2021. Do whatever you want.” They chuckled.

You asked Harry out and he happily agreed. You went on multiple dates after that and soon, he asked you to be his girlfriend. You were scared, but he reassured you that he’s nothing like Peter.

“Y/N, you’re more than enough for me. You don’t have to change anything and I like you for who you are and I’ll like you for who you’ll be in the future. I’ll stay by your side and I’ll be everything Peter wasn’t and more. But if you’re not ready, that’s fine. I can wait for you until you are. I won’t leave you just because you turned me down tonight. I won’t give up on you.” He smiled.

You didn’t say yes that night, but he kept his word. He stayed with you and continued to be friends with you and soon, you were ready to date again. “Are you sure?” He asked. “Because if you’re just forcing yourself, I don’t want to go through another heartbreak and I can’t lose you because you’re my everything, Y/N.”

That’s when it dawned on you that Harry was scared too. “I’m sure.” You grinned and he pulled you in for a passionate kiss. You finally found someone who was right for you and Harry found someone right for him.

And as for Peter, like what Harry predicted, Gwen left him for some guy and it was Peter’s turn to cry. Now he knew how you felt and it made his heart hurt to see you being happy with someone new. He couldn’t do anything about it and now he wished he could turn back time to be there for you like you were there for him. He lost someone amazing, but it was too late.

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @celestialholland @alinastarkrovs @piscesparker @prancerrparkerr @spideyspeaches @givebuckyhisplumsnow @theonly1outof-a-billion @blueleatherbag @hollandbroz-n-haz @starlight-starks @webmeupspiderdaddy @studiesinspanish @bi-lmg @minejungwoo @blossomhollands @markhyucksmells @ilikealotofpeople-younotsomuch @simonsbluee @itszulli

[horrorslashergirl]

A Hacker Story. When the package burns to ashes

Authors Note: Another story, another glimpse of who the psychopathic madman known as the Hacker, was.

Warning: Contains content that may trigger some people; scenes with bullying, certain sensitive topics of abuse and abandon, and disturbing themes because it's the Hacker.

It was another Friday night, and he wasn't invited to this so called party that his girlfriend attended, or was it ex-girlfriend? Xander could tell, because she simply said she needed a break, a pause, something so she could find herself.

He was confused and tried to understand what she meant, he gave her space, not wanting to pressure her. He was fine with waiting for her. After all, they made plans, after highschool, they would both go to college, make a carrer and have a future together.

He was the type to make long-term plans. Call him a perfectionist, but that's how he liked for things to be with certain topics in his life. After his mother left him, his sister and father, he wanted to make sure things will go all smoothly, so he took precautious measures.

So, here he was, entering her house, where the party took place, his grey eyes scanning the crowd for her, seeing all kinds of people, getting drunk and doing drugs, some moving upstairs and you didn't had to be a genius to know what they would do... Hopefully not get pregnant before they could finish highschool.

Walking into the kitchen, Xander saw his 'girlfriend' outside on the back porch, his grey eyes meet her blue ones, only the glass door between them and he felt his gut twist, not because he was anxious of talking to her, but because the football captain of the school was with her, flashing him one of these arrogant raised eyebrow expressions, his bulky arms crossed over his chest, putting on an Alpha male pose to assert his dominance silently.

"Blueberry..." Dalia whispered as she slide the glass door open, wrapping her arms around Xanders neck, making him feel all warm inside, basking into her scent and feeling his anxiety vanish, a smile tugging at his lips.

"I missed you." she murmured into his neck, his own arms wrapped around her and he felt like they were the only people into the room.

Pulling away, he grinned, his pearly whites adored by neon blue braces, as he looked into her sky blues, getting lost into them.

"I got you something." Xander said, pulling out a small tablet; it was a digital photo album with all their pictures together from the moment they meet, their memories and dates, screenshot of their cute messages together.

Of course all beautiful things have to come to an end as he was tugged outside on the back porch by the football captain known as Brian, making the slimmer male drop the digital tablet, Brian stepping on it, a crack could be heard, most likely broke it.

"Hey! What-" Xander argued, a frown on his face as he gazed at Brian who rolled his eyes.

"You weren't invited and that was with a reason. I got to make sure no freaks are coming to this party." he simply said, making Xander purse his lips, scoffing and giving a dry chuckle.

"Sure.... What would we do without the star of our school.. Mr. Perfect posting each day pictures all shirtless, with your football team and your red Porsche driving to school... And all the 4,000 followers on Instagram... Which half of them are fake by the way." Xander snapped, grey eyes narrowing more, stepping in front of the muscular tall male.

"But you know what? Us... Nerds.... We are not impressed." he spat, his eyes looking on Dalias who, like everyone was watching the whole scene.

"And what are you trying to say?" Brian asked with a bored look on his face.

"I am going to college. Me and Dalia. Together. To make a carrer.... Something that you will never do. You know what happens to popular guys like you?" The nerdy grey eyes male said, getting more into Brians face, making the sturdy guy shrug.

"They end up cleaning the toilets for people like me." Xander hissed, his patience wearing thin, not standing this asshole anymore, all that arrogance because he was tall, muscular and had a big status, with girls crowding around him, like he was the big shit.

Brian rolled his eyes and turned his back to Xander, not even giving him any thoughts, like he was invisible.

"Fucker." Xander muttered, under his breath, making Brian stop and chuckle, turning back to look him straight in his grey eyes.

"And what makes you think, you.... Of all people... Will realize something big, metal-mouth?" The jock scoffed, stalking over to Xander, putting one muscular arm over the nerds shoulder.

"If I recall.... Your mommy isn't the only one that left you." Brian commented with a smirk, pointing at Dalia.

Grey eyes widened, feeling suddenly small and self concious, looking at Dalia who didn't said anything, only looking away from him, trying to hide behind one of her friends.

"I guess, you don't have the balls, huh?" Brian added, gropping Xanders crotch mockingly, making the black haired male squeak and pull away, seeing everyone looking at him, snickering and laughing.

Swallowing hard like metal nails were piercing his throat, Xander run away from the crowd, from the house, taking his bike and peddaling away form the scene, from the party. Anywhere not there to be, feeling like he was all alone.

His mother left. His girlfriend left.

After many years....

Oh yes, he recalled these memories, and now he could only laugh at what happened back then in highschool. Ignorant idiots who think their world is at their feet only because they were lucky enough to be born into the 'perfect' family.

The Hacker researched more so out of pure boredom and curiousity what his former highschool classmates realized in life.

Most of them, had mediocre jobs that could hardly pay for a rent in New York City.

Brian? Looks like Mommy and Daddy went both broke, their company falling down to ashes. The price of having a loud mouth and being a show-off. He was no longer as sturdy as he used to be. Poor Brian thought that muscels and a good look could get him anywhere... The only problem is aging and the competition into a higher league of football was too much for Mr. Perfect.

Dalia? Finished highschool, got married to a guy who turned out to be an abusive asshole who kicked her out on the streets after find a better younger deal. She used to be so cute and innocent, and now she was selling herself on the streets of New York, because lets face it; as you age, you are not longer as desirable as you used to be back in the younger days. Guys want fresh meat.

They all thought they were invincible without a stable base. They all depended on someone; their mommy and daddy, their partner who was just using them etc.

The Hacker on the other hand? He builded his own empire all alone, not depending once on someone. He was his own boss, his own rules that he lived by.

He remembered back in highschool during a biology class, about the animal hierarchy.

They were two types; the solitary ones and the pack ones.

The pack ones were strong, only in big numbers, because alone, despite being hunter, they could turn to prey so easily. Lions, buffalos, wolvs..... Yes, they are strong ones, but without a pride or pack... They are completly vulnerable.

Then, the solitary ones; Tiger, Leopard, Crocodile, Jaguar, Polar Bears .... They hunt alone, all by themselvs and they excel into that department with impecable moves. They don't depend on anyone but their own skills and powers.

The Hacker was a solitary one and he loved to be like that. He didn't had to worry about anyone, to fill his mind with useless stuff about what the other might care when that someone can always turn their claws on him.

But he was a snake... Sneaky, cunning and venomous and if someone dared to mess with the Black Mamba, then this sleek serpent will sink his fangs into said person and make them wish they were never born.

"Oh how the hierarchy has turned upside down." he whispered to himself with a sadistic smirk, twirling the bowie knife between gloved fingers, eyes from behind the mask watching the countdown for the next Red Room Event.

'Only 2 Days 18 Hours and 35 Minutes Left'

"H-Help... W-Whose there?" a helpless voice spoke from behind the Hacker, looking over his shoulder to see the shiny metal chest, the broken voice resounding from inside.

"Soon.... Very soon." he rasped out, voice husky and dripping with macabre intentions.

The games have only just began.

[peterprkrsbtch]

sapphire - part 2

Peter Parker x reader

A/n: Part 1 is up on my page! There’s a couple flashbacks in this one so I put the dates before so it doesn’t get confusing. If you enjoy this one, like or reblog to share! I already wrote part 3 and it’s my favorite one yet so that’ll def be up soon :)

tag- @juliannaamonroe​

Warnings: swearing, make out, violence

(September 1)

We’re one minute away. Come out hoe!

You smile as you read the text, glancing at yourself in the mirror again, nerves and excitement ablaze in your stomach. You’d been planning for this day since last winter, and now it was finally here. You adjust your carefully styled hair and double check that the natural makeup you applied was sitting on your skin correctly.

Of course it was. That goddamn injection sometimes made you feel like a vampire out of twilight and sometimes you still got surprised when you saw your own face while passing a mirror or a particularly reflective window. You smooth down the ruffles of your short black skirt and tug the top of your tank top down so a bit more of your curves show.

You put on your white sneakers and tug your shirt back up to cover your chest again. We’ll have to work up to that, I guess. A long honk sounds from outside your apartment building and you curse as you scramble to grab your backpack and phone before running down and out the front steps.

“Awwww,” You say sweetly at the sight of the two girls who had become your best friends. “That’s the shirt you were wearing when we met, Ally.” You jokingly brush away a tear, pretending to be ultra touched.

“Best damn day of my life.” Ally says from her spot in the drivers seat, laughing at your dramatics. She may be joking around, but her sentiment makes your heart clench. This year really was going to be different.

***

(July 3)

You quickly realized you needed to find some Midtown friends if your plan for senior year was going to work. If you dared to show up looking, well, like you do, completely alone and friendless, you might become even more of an outcast than you were before. The first month of summer had been the least lonely time of your year so far, thanks to a certain Spiderman.

The two of you spent most of your nights together, flying through the city, fighting crime together, and talking. The “slow” nights that used to fill you with boredom quickly became your favorite when he was involved. The sound of his laugh and the jokes he makes during fights quickly became the highlight of your days.

But you couldn’t let yourself get too distracted by him. After all, neither of you knew what the other looked like. The only other boy you’d ever found remotely cute (other than celebrities) was nerdy Peter Parker from your high school. He wasn’t your usual type and he seemed to be just as shy as you were, so you had little (zero) hope that it would ever lead to anything more than a smile during the hallway if you accidentally made eye contact.

Sorry Spiderman, but no way in hell are you gonna make me lose my focus. The loneliness you had felt through the last three years of high school was too much. Your plan had to work. So that night as the two of you patrolled together, you softly mentioned that you were going to a pool party tomorrow and wouldn’t be able to meet.

He seemed a bit disappointed, but you brushed it off, trying to remember the names of the girls at your school who seemed nice. Peter, however, couldn’t focus on anything other than the fact that you had told him where you would be tomorrow. There was only so many pool parties in a city like New York.

You tried not to think about who was under the Spiderman mask out of respect and, to be honest, it seemed like a pointless endeavor. Peter was not the same. No matter how tired he was from patrol, he always had time to lay awake before he fell asleep and picture what you would look like under the mask.

There wasn’t very many people who understood Peter’s secret life. None, actually, until you. Maybe that was why he was so intrigued by you, because you were so similar, but in his heart he knew that wasn’t it. He liked you. And he hated himself for it. But once you mentioned the pool party, he made sure to take one long last glance at the color of your hair before you two said goodbye. Just in case he happened to see that same hair tomorrow.

(July 4)

You were so, so nervous. Your closet of exclusively sweats and hoodies was trashed as Part 1 of your plan, much to your mother’s happiness. She had always been honest about her hatred of your junior year clothes and was extremely excited to purchase everything you needed. As distant as she was, you had to give her a little credit.

Although you’d been wearing the new clothes for the past month, this was the first time you were doing it so publicly. Your denim shorts exposed miles of smooth leg, and you’d decided to wear a red tube top in honor of the holiday-not to mention it really showed off your curves. You’d meticulously done your hair and makeup like you’d been practicing the past month and prayed that somebody would talk to you today.

You’d seen the flyer for the Fourth of July party on Instagram, which had been step 2. Unfortunately, you had two followers. Your mom and her boyfriend. Step 2 is a work in progress.

One long walk later, and you’re in front of the address. You swear you could explode of nerves right there, but instead you take a deep breath and force your legs to carry you inside the house and towards the people out by the pool.

Your eyes are so focused on your destination, the glass sliding door, that you barely notice when you bump shoulders with someone, causing you to drop your phone.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going.” You say, reaching down to grab your phone.

“Oh my god, stop. That was totally my fault.” You stand back up to see the girl who was speaking, and you recognize her immediately. Her name is Ally, and she’s a part of the most popular group at school. Despite her long black hair and sweet smile, you haven’t heard many good things about her. Not the type of person you were looking for.

“Do you go to Midtown? I don’t think I’ve seen you around.” Ally says, making no move to walk away from the conversation.

“Yeah, actually. My name is Y/n?” You don’t miss the way her eyebrows raise and her eyes widen with confusion and shock. You’re embarrassed now, realizing maybe you weren’t as invisible as you’d thought. In an effort to explain away the last few years, “My dad left a couple years ago and it was pretty hard on me, but I’m all better now.” You flash the most dazzling smile you can manage and hope she accepts it.

“No way, mine did too!” She gasps as she grabs your hands. You feel a small pang of guilt at that. It was a lie, you had no idea who your dad was and frankly, you didn’t think your mom knew either.

The conversation starts to flow between you and Ally easily as you make your way out to the pool. “This is my best friend Betty.” Ally introduces you to the sweet-as-pie girl and the three of you quickly fall into a conversation like you’d known each other forever. A few of their guy friends tried to come up and talk to you, but she just waved them away. “Leave us alone, we just met our new best friend.”

You felt bad for judging Ally so harshly earlier, blindly trusting the stupid rumors you’d heard about her. Popular or not, the three of you got along better than any of the other friends you’d tried to make throughout your life. They do briefly make fun of your instagram before forcing you to take and post pictures with the two of them by the pool. They both tag your account.

Peter didn’t seem to share the good luck you did. He’d dragged Ned to 6 different pool parties across the city and saw no one who looked like Sapphire. Disappointed, he spent the night patrolling alone and dodging fireworks.

***

(September 1)

Since that day, you’d become a trio with Ally and Betty. The day after the pool party you’d woken up to nearly 1,000 followers on your instagram. Everyone from Midtown who never gave you a second look when you had your hood shoved over your head now wanted to be your friend.

The three of you spent the rest of your summer days together, and you fit into the popular friend group better than you could have imagined. Maybe you watched too many teen movies, but you expected them to be mean. The only mean one was Flash, and even he was basically harmless. You’d given up Saturday night patrols with Spiderman for a weekly girls night with your new best friends. You thought having new friends and a bustling social life would’ve made it easier to forget about Spiderman, but somehow he seeped into every area of your life.

That damn laugh. As Ally and Betty sing along to the radio loudly, you bite your lip to stop a dumb smile from rising to your lips. God, just thinking about him made you flustered. As Ally drives into the school parking lot, nerves bubble in your stomach.

As if you aren’t stressed enough, your brain decides this is the perfect moment to remind you of the one night this summer you and Spiderman haven’t talked about since.

*** (August 14)

The two of you were sprawled out on a gravel rooftop next to each other. Not the most comfortable of relaxing spots, but you’d both grown tired of flying around under the summer heat with no hint of trouble for miles.

“This sucks.” Spiderman huffs out.

“Rude.” You reply quickly, even though you know he isn’t talking about you.

“Oh, no,” He immediately sits up. “I didn’t mean you suck, I just meant, you know, because there’s not much going on right now and it’s hot and-” He sees your cheeky smile and stops himself with a laugh. “Sorry.”

“No, it’s cute.” You bite your lip. The fuck did I just say? Before you can begin to explain, he jumps to his feet.

“Spidey sense, let’s go!” You jump up too and follow after him as he jumps off the building. Thank god. I’ve never been so grateful that someone’s in trouble. The fight was tough, even with the both of you. These men had strange guns that keep firing at you and Spiderman even though you’d tried multiple times to crush them with your powers.

“The guns are magic-proof! I can’t destroy them!” You yell over to Spiderman as you take down one of the men in between punches.

Somehow, two men get ahold of their guns and corner you. Just as you start levitating to fly over them, a web shoots from somewhere behind them and the men and their guns are yanked away. Spiderman wastes no time and you swear he seems angry with the two men as he webs them to the wall next to their friends before picking up the guns and violently smashing them on the ground.

You’re still frozen in shock, watching him. When he seems to be satisfied with the broken pile of guns on the floor, he runs back over to you. “I’m so sorry, I know we promised-” You finally break out of whatever trance you were in to place a finger over his lips, casting a disgusted glance towards the men staring at you from their webbed cocoons.

“Not here.” You say quietly, and fly the two of you quickly up to the roof. He blinks for a second, his head spinning from the speed. You rarely use your full speed, especially with him, but you had to get out of there. “Okay, go ahead.” You say after a second of silence.

“I’m so sorry, I know we agreed not to get in each other’s way, and I know you can handle yourself, probably better than I can. Hold on, I didn’t mean I handle you. That sounded weird. Anyways, I just got so angry when I saw those men pointing their guns at you I had to-” He’s talking about the agreement you two had made when you first started working together. You both obviously were skilled, so you agreed that you wouldn’t interrupt each other’s fights unless asked.

“Spidey, I really don’t care you interrupted. It was hot.” JESUS CHRIST NOT AGAIN. You immediately winced and slap a hand over your mouth. “Oh my god I did NOT mean to say that I’m so sorry.”

Your rambling is cut off as Spiderman’s hand travels up to the bottom of his mask and you think your eyes might fall out of your head with how wide they become as he begins to pull it up, revealing the soft pale skin of his neck.

His jaw, chin, and then lips become visible as he lets the mask rest on his nose. The 0.5 seconds that have passed since you stopped talking feel like an eternity until he suddenly leans forward, crashing his lips into yours. Spiderman is an amazing kisser, you decide, as you gently kiss him back.

WHAT AM I DOING? Your mind is going haywire but instead of stopping, you deepen the kiss and nearly smile when he lets out a low moan. Everything you’ve told yourself about focus and distractions flies out the window when his gloved hands clutch your waist and pull you closer to him than you thought possible.

It feels like it’s only been a second when he pulls away, but your eyes flicker to his swollen lips and you know it must have been longer. You smile as you stare at his lips, only inches from yours, but as your gaze moves to the rest of his exposed skin the smile drops slowly.

Your rational mind comes back. It’s easy to forget when you’re with him that you’ve only known each other a couple months. How could you do this? Your first time making out with a boy, and he doesn’t even know your name.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” You whisper as he starts to say something.  “Sorry, what were you going to say?” He blinks slowly and takes a deep breath before stepping away from you.

“Nevermind. See you tomorrow.” And he swings away from you. You silently curse yourself for being such a big mouth, wanting to know what he would have said. You can’t help the small voice in the back of your head, telling you that you made the wrong decision.

You raise your hand to run your fingers along your tingling lips before flying home as fast as you can.

***

(September 1)

You wince at the painful memory before reminding yourself everything was back to normal the next day and neither of you mentioned it again. You still weren’t sure if that was good or bad. You force all thoughts of Spiderman out of your brain and even give Ally an encouraging cheer when she successfully parks on her first try.

You don’t remember Midtown having so many fucking students last year, but maybe it was because they were all staring at you. Any confidence you’d had as you opened Ally’s car door had disappeared as everyone around you turned to gawk. The bright smile you’d pasted on a second ago quickly fell and you glanced at Ally nervously.

“Come on, girls!” She says enthusiastically, grabbing an arm from you and Betty as she breaks the brief moment of awkward silence. God bless you Ally. As the three of you hoist your bags over your shoulders and make your way into the school, you mouth a quick thank you her way, hoping she can see your genuine appreciation. She smiles at you. “I’m happy we’re going into this year as three instead of two.”

Betty leans forward to smile at you. “Me too, y/n. I’m really happy you’re here.”  You smile back brightly. There really was no one as sweet as Betty.

“You won’t be so happy I’m here when I talk your ear off during class.” The three of you continue laughing and joking your way down the hall to stop at your lockers.

“Oh my god, is that Y/n?” Ned interrupts Peter’s latest ramble about his night with Sapphire. Usually, he really did listen. Ned was fully invested in the superhero love story, as he called it, unfolding. But the sight of a girl notorious for hiding in her own baggy clothes across the hall in a miniskirt and tank top was more important.

“Y/n?” Peter asks, confused why Ned wasn’t paying attention. But when he turned around to see what Ned was staring at, he understood. He’d seen you around school the past three years, but never like this.

You looked like a fucking model. And everyone in the hall couldn’t help but stare. “Holy shit.”

“Right, dude?” Ned breathes out, the two of them shamelessly staring. “Why didn’t that happen to me over summer? Oh my god, of course she’s friends with Betty.”

Peter laughs as his best friend goes on about “two pretty best friends” but he can’t take his eyes off of you. The light in your eyes as you joke with your friends, making them double over in laughter, feels strangely familiar. Or maybe that’s wishful thinking on his part because you’re extremely pretty.

He watches in surprise as you and Ally walk up to the AP Chem classroom, waving goodbye to Betty sadly as she heads off to English. You turn to walk into the classroom after Ally, but you pause and look back down the hallway-right at him. Instead of yelling at him for being a creep like he expected, you smile at him widely before heading into the class. He exhales deeply and glances down at his schedule quickly, a smile appearing. AP Chem.

Of course his thoughts are still consumed by Sapphire, but it was hard to ignore you especially after seeing his name on the seating chart next to yours in the back row. Plus, Sapphire was the one who’d shot him down after he finally tried to make a move after catching onto the hints he thought she’d been dropping.

He felt bad for thinking that about her, he didn’t blame her at all. He knew there was a million reasons they shouldn’t be together-and he didn’t want to know specifics on why he wasn’t good enough. Sapphire hadn’t brought up that night since, and he was fine to pretend it never happened.

You were already in your seat at the lab table, but Ally was still standing next to you waving her hands wildly as you two spoke. He doesn’t want to interrupt so he freezes in place, unsure of whether or not to go sit down. He’d thought you were cute, and a little shy like him in freshman and sophomore year and he remembered the many times he would look at you from across the room like he is now.

His eyes had been quick to find you whenever you two were in the same room ever since the first day of school freshman year when you smiled at him in the hall. Even last year, when all he saw of you was a curled up lump at your desk or a sliver of hair peeking out from behind your hood he still noticed you.

Luckily for him, the bell rings and he slides into his seat just as the teacher begins speaking. “Hi, Peter.” You lean over to him, your shoulders nearly touching, and whisper so the teacher doesn’t hear. “I’m y/n.” You smile warmly as his cheeks and ears turn light pink.

“You don’t have to introduce yourself. We’ve gone to school together since we were 6?” Now it’s your turn to be embarrassed and you purse your lips together.

“No, I know, just-” Peter notices you seem a bit frustrated as you glance around the room and then lean even closer to him. “Everybody thinks I’m new.” You nervously mess with your bracelet.

“You do look a bit different.” He points out and you raise your eyebrows before sighing slowly and shrugging.

“I was just sick of feeling invisible, you know. Not because I care what anyone here thinks. Last year was just, really, really lonely.” Peter watches you intently as you speak, hanging onto your every word.

Your confession made him sad. If only he’d been brave enough to ask if you were okay. You pause for a second and meet his eyes. Any other guy in this school would’ve laughed at you by now. You gesture to your outfit and nervously adjust your skirt. “I’m also not a superficial person. It wasn’t about changing how I looked, I just needed the confidence to put myself out there.” You pause and nod towards Ally with a smile. Peter glances over to Ally and sees her blow you a kiss, which you catch across the room with a giggle.

I miss you! She mouths with a dramatic frown and this time Peter laughs quietly with you. “I thought she was a bitch before I met her.” He looks at you with surprise to find you smiling at him. “But,” you hold up a finger for dramatic effect, “because I put myself out there, I met my best friends. A lot of people around here judge on appearances. I’m not like that anymore.” You say with confidence.

“That’s really cool of you.” Peter whispers back, and the sound sends an involuntary shiver down your spine. He’s so close to you and the feelings you thought you left behind two years ago don’t seem so left behind as you stare into his warm eyes. “For the record, I’d be your friend no matter what you look like.”

Peter has only been this nervous a couple times before in his life, and he can’t help but feel like he’s betraying Sapphire with the way he’s thinking about you. He watches as you smile warmly at his words and extend your hand towards his.

“Friends? Even though I'm so much uglier now?” You pout your bottom lip out, a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. He nearly laughs out loud and has to remind himself you’re still in class. “I know guys go wild for the homeless man sweatpants look.” You’re both trying to hold back your laughter, shaking silently in the back of the class as he raises his hand and grabs yours.

“Friends.” Peter isn’t sure why he keeps going, but he does. “And just so you know, you were never ugly. I don’t know why you tried so hard to hide yourself last year, but even then,” the words leaving his mouth sound confident but Peter takes a deep breath before looking up from his lap to meet your eyes. Your wide eyes and surprised smile give him just the confidence he needs to finish. “You could never be ugly.” Peter can hear his heart beating.

You blink at him. This boy could not be real. Here he was, basically implying that the one thing you had wanted all along, for somebody to notice you, was true. Not only was it true, but it was Peter fucking Parker telling you this. Despite everything that had changed you in the past year, the giddy feeling in your bones brought you back to sophomore year and pining over Peter.

“Really?” Your smile spreads and he seems to let out a deep breath of relief.

“Yeah.” He smiles back at you until your sweet moment is interrupted by a fat ass syllabus dropping onto the lab table in front of you.

“Fuck,” you whisper. “This class is gonna be so much homework.” You turn the page so Peter can briefly see the list of projects alone, and it’s enough to make him cringe.

Something about the way the whispers travel back and forth between you all class makes you realize you hadn’t fallen into a friendship this easily, even with Ally. Even with Spiderman, your brain points out.

A red and blue suit swings into your mind and you are hit with a wave of guilt. Not two hours ago I was thinking about my make out with Spiderman, and now I’m comparing him to Peter? 

You have all but one class together, and you can’t help but glance in Peter’s direction any chance you get. The only time you don’t see him is at lunch, even though you look all around the lunch room for him or the boy he’d been standing with this morning. You thought it would be too creepy to ask him where he’d been.

Finally, the last bell of the day rang, and you were sure if you didn’t have superpowers you would’ve been exhausted. School is kinda draining when you actually acknowledge people. Ally and Betty share your complaints about being tired on your drive home, all three of you agreeing you need naps. You kiss them both on the cheek and wave goodbye before heading up to your room.

Forget what I said about having superpowers. I’m fucking tired. You lay down on your bed, groaning into the pillow at the thought of having to patrol tonight. You sat up abruptly. You’d never dreaded patrol, it was always the thing you looked forward to. You glance towards the suit in your closet and sigh.

It’s not patrol I’m nervous about. It’s him. You feel incredibly guilty about today. I’m not a two timer. If I want to like Peter, I have to talk to Spiderman about that kiss first. You start to make your way over to the closet before another wave of exhaustion hits, sending you straight back to your bed.

After a nap. Then we’ll talk.

[cactusnymph]

Prompt fill #4 for @dimension20alphabet:

Dares

“Hey Fig”, Fabian hears the Genasi girl—Romilda? Rowina? Ronalda?—say after their latest Bard class on Tuesday. He’s breathing heavily after finishing his latest dance routine and he’s not actively listening to their conversation, but Fig stopped beside him to ask if he wanted to try dancing to one of her new compositions.

 “I wanted to ask if you could—uh. Maybe give me the crystal number of your friend?”

 Fabian grins down at his battle sheet, trying to remember if Romilda—or whatever her name was—is pretty and whether or not he wants Fig to give her his number.

 “Which one?”, Fig asks, which is honestly ridiculous. He is easily the most attractive one—

 “Umm... Riz?”

 Fabian stops folding his battle sheet and blinks before straightening his back to turn his head. Rowina is twirling a very pretty, blue curl around her index finger. She’s very attractive and Fabian is not sure he heard correctly.

 “Oh, sorry. He’s not available”, Fig says with an apologetic smile and Fabian feels his stomach knot into something very unpleasant. Which makes sense, because first of all, The Ball always insists on him and Fabian being best friends. If Riz has a girlfriend, why wouldn’t Fabian know about it?

 Second, Fabian is offended because it’s completely preposterous that The Ball is supposed to be in a relationship while Fabian is not. That’s just absurd.

 Sure, The Ball is endearing and smart and funny and loyal. But he’s The Ball. Tiny, skinny, nerdy, socially awkward.

 “Oh... Oh, sorry, I didn’t know”, Ronalda says and seems very embarrassed before she turns around and rushes out of the classroom. Fig watches her leave and shakes her head before pulling a cigarette out of her backpack to put it behind her ear.

 “Since when is The Ball not available? And why the fuck would a girl like that want his number?”, Fabian asks Fig the second they step out of the classroom to head to the cafeteria.

 “Well, I just know that Riz just wouldn’t be interested in someone like that. And also, what the fuck Fabian, why are you being such a dick?”

 Fabian wants to know what Fig means by ‘someone like that’. He also wants to ask further questions but he’s sure that it might sound weird to get so defensive about something like this. It’s not like he’s actually interested in The Ball’s love life. Or who he’s potentially kissing. Because that would be weird.

 Plus, Fabian could get all the kisses that he wants. He just so happens to concentrate on his dancing right now. And if the whole thing with Aelwyn turned out to be a disaster, then that has nothing to do with him or what a great catch he is. That was simply because they weren’t actually as compatible as they originally thought.

 “I’m not being a dick, I’m just saying that it seems wild that someone would want The Ball’s number instead of mine!”

 Fig rolls her eyes at him.

 “She’s not the first one to ask, you know. Riz has gotten pretty popular after the whole Goldenrod thing at prom”, she says and looks at him with raised eyebrows. Fabian snorts disbelievingly.

 Sure, The Ball has changed a lot since they first met. And since, after their Spring Break, he stopped wearing his weird hat maybe Fabian would even go as far as to call him kind of handsome. If he thought about guys like that.

 Which he doesn’t.

 But the thought that all of a sudden people want to date The Ball is just ridiculous.

 “Oh yeah?”, Fabian asks and snorts a little louder than was maybe necessary. “And who else is interested in The Ball?”

 Fig narrows her eyes at Fabian and raises her hand before she starts listing names.

 “Theo from Barbarian class. Kat from clerics. Ragh said that Riz is cute just yesterday. And Gorgug keeps getting questions about Riz from the Bloodrush team.”

 She looks at him as if she’s expecting a very specific reaction from him. Fabian’s first thought is that he somehow feels like he should run every single guy on the team into the ground who asked Gorgug about Riz.

 Then he wonders why people never ask him about The Ball.

 Then he wonders if The Ball likes guys or girls. If Fabian remembers correctly Baron was a guy, but he was also a nightmare came to life and doesn’t count. Probably.

 Then Fabian gets annoyed again because he feels like he doesn’t know all these things.

 And then he thinks that maybe Ragh should stay in his lane.

 He tries to imagine Ragh and The Ball on a date together, getting their kisses in with each other and it’s ludicrous, completely insane, but his skin feels way too tight for his body all of a sudden and there’s a rush of heat in his abdomen that has nothing to do with dance practice.

 “You okay, dude?”, Fig wants to know as she carries her tray over to a table where Kristen, Adaine and Gorgug are already sitting.

 “What? Yeah. Sure. Whatever”, he snaps, sits down next to Gorgug and starts poking at the atrocity on his plate that is supposed to be lasagna but looks weirdly like something that might come alive and attack him at any moment.

 “What’s gotten his panties twisted?”, Kristen wants to know after one look at him.

 “He’s pissed because people want to date Riz”, Fig says and Fabian considers grabbing a handful lasagna and throwing it at Fig.

 “Why would you be pissed about that?”, Gorgug asks, confused. There is a beat of silence that makes Fabian raise his head just in time to realize that Adaine has cast Message to tell Gorgug something telepathically.

 Gorgug makes a face that shows way too much understanding for Fabian’s tastes because there is really nothing to understand about this whole situation. This is ridiculous. His friends are being ridiculous. And the idea of The Ball being popular is—

 “Hey guys”, a voice says and The Ball slides into the seat next to Fig.

 Did The Ball always have so many freckles? And hair that looks way too soft to be legal?

 Fabian stares at him.

 Riz stares back.

“What?”, he asks.

 “Nothing”, Fabian snaps and starts eating his lasagna. It tastes just as terrible as it looks. It’s hard to ignore the pointed looks that Gorgug, Fig, Adaine and Kristen exchange meaningful looks with each other.

 “Anyway”, Fig says, ignoring Fabian and turning to the others. “Theo is throwing a party this weekend, do you guys wanna go?”

 “Sure”, Kristen says.

 “Is it one of those parties where people drink way too much and then throw up all over the house?”, Adaine asks.

 Fig shrugs.

 “I don’t know. Theo is pretty chill and his parents aren’t home, but I guess it would be cool if we just. You know. Stayed in our group and chilled with some beer or whatever. And he said we don’t have to bring our own booze because I gave him one of our records for free.”

 “Sure. Yeah. We can like. Hang. Who knows, maybe I’ll even drink a whole beer this time”, The Ball says in the same voice he tends to use when he says the words ‘hooking up’.

 “No hard drugs though”, Gorgug says with a look at Fabian.

 “Hey! That wasn’t my idea! That dude just came up and kissed me straight on the mouth!”

 “Wait, you kissed a dude?”, Kristen wants to know.

 Fabian glares at her.

 “I didn’t kiss a dude. He kissed me, okay? It was during our boys’ night and I was very high afterwards.”

 “Must have been one hell of a kiss”, Kristen says with a smirk. Fabian is ready to throw his tray through the cafeteria but he doesn’t get the chance because at this point a dude he’s never seen before steps up to their table.

 “Hey Riz. You coming on Saturday? I invited Fig and you guys over to my party.”

 The Ball smiles awkwardly and scratches the back of his head.

 “Uh—yeah. I’ll be there, I guess.”

 “Sweet. See you then!”

 Fabian stares at the guy who is at least as tall as him, fucking jacked—probably because he’s in a damn barbarian class, and he has a damn eyebrow piercing. What a tool.

 Kristen wiggles her eyebrows at Riz and he has the nerve to blush darkgreen.

 “Stop it!”

 “Soo... Theo, huh?”, Kristen says.

 “Kristen”, Riz says and buries his face in his hands. Fabian wonders if Theo is the person who Fig was talking about when she said that The Ball is not available. And not interested in people like Romilda. He wouldn’t be, of course, if he’s into guys.

 Guys like Theo.

 The Ball is interested in guys. And Fabian didn’t know.

 *

 “Fabian, bro, you alright, dude? You seem a little on edge”, Ragh says on Friday while they’re out on the field throwing some balls—the irony doesn’t escape him.

 “Did you know that The Ball is into guys?”, Fabian asks before he manages to stop himself. Ragh throws the ball to him and Fabian catches it without issue before throwing it right back at Ragh, maybe a little harder than the ones before.

 “I mean, kinda? I don’t think Riz knows what he’s really into. Especially because he’s super freaked out about the whole sex thing, you know. But I guess he’s not not into guys. More into guys than girls. Why? That bother you?”

 Fabian isn’t sure how to explain to a gay guy that he’s offended about The Ball being into dudes without sounding like the worst homophobe. It’s not that he minds. He’s just pissed because he didn’t know. Because they’re supposed to be best friends—and okay, maybe The Ball was always very insistent on that and Fabian never actually confirmed it. But if Fabian is The Ball’s best friend, shouldn’t Fabian know about this?

 Doesn’t The Ball trust him?

 “I mean. No. Obviously not. I don’t give a shit”, Fabian says and watches as Ragh raises his eyebrows at him.

 “Dude, remember how we talked about feelings and letting them out and like, being truthful about our emotions and stuff?”

 Fabian does remember, but he refuses to acknowledge it.

 “Fig said that you think The Ball is cute”, Fabian says instead and Ragh shrugs, the ball still firm in his hands

 “I mean, yeah. He’s cute. He’s smart and super fucking badass. He has dimples when he smiles. Pretty adorable, if you ask me.”

 Fabian feels a rush of anger again and he doesn’t know where it’s coming from. Whoever invented emotions should be hunted down for sport and shot.

 “Well, I suppose, if you’re into stuff like that”, Fabian says. Ragh throws the ball at him, also a little harder than before.

 “Yeah, stuff like that. Like guys, dude”, he says.

 “Yeah. Like that. I wouldn’t know”, Fabian answers.

 Ragh opens his mouth to say something but he seems to decide against it and shakes his head.

 “Whatever, man. You’ll get there eventually”, Ragh says and Fabian has no idea what the fuck that is supposed to mean, but the next ball he throws flies wide.

 *

 Theo’s house is way smaller and less impressive than Fabian’s house—which is to be expected, but he still feels smug about it when the Bad Kids arrive at a red brick building with a garden full of sunflowers and a trampoline in the backyard that multiple people have already started using.

 Loud music, laughter and voices spill out of the open windows and onto the street as Fig pushes the small garden gate open and saunters up to the front door to ring the bell.

 “Damn, bro, you look sleek as fuck”, Ragh says to Fabian and hits him on the back with one his giants hands. Fabian manages not to stumble and grins. Ragh doesn’t have to know that Fabian took way longer than usual to get dressed because he is ready to get his kisses in tonight.

 He doesn’t care about Theo or about the fact that The Ball secretly likes guys. He can like whoever he wants and it’s of no concern to Fabian. For all he knows The Ball can kiss half Elmville and Fabian wouldn’t care one single bit about it.

 He keeps telling himself that as he follows the others into the house where people are already scattered in different rooms, many of them already drunk. There is a beerpong table set up in the living room where all other furniture has been pushed aside.

 “Hey guys”, Theo says as soon as he spots them and Fabian refuses to notice the way he grins down at The Ball  as if they were good friends. Which they are not. Since Riz already has a best friend and, in fact, an entire group of good friends, who are all here right now and of which Theo is definitely not a part.

 Now that Fabian stands in front of him he can see that Theo is in fact taller than him, half elven, half orc with light green skin and pointy ears, dark hair and wearing a black muscle shirt which Fabian finds endlessly offensive.

 “The guys were just talking about playing some old fashioned party games, do you guys wanna join?”, Theo asks and grabs some bottles of beer from a nearby table to hand them to Kristen, Riz and Gorgug. Fabian considers if it would be appropriate to deck Theo in the face because he didn’t offer Fabian a beer as well.

 “I’ve never really played any party games. What kind of games?”, Adaine wants to know. She’s holding Boggy with a look of mild concern on her face.

 “Oh, you know. Spin the bottle, truth or dare, that sort of stuff. Should be fun. Come on, I’ll introduce you!”, Theo proclaims and he throws an arm around Gorgug and waves all of them over to what seems to be a dining room that has been filled with a ton of pillows for people to sit on.

 Fabian doesn’t really know any of the people sitting here—Fig and Gorgug on the other hand know some of them from Barbarian classes. It turns out that Theo also participates in Druid classes, which Fabians finds weird.

 But he doesn’t have time to think too much about how much Theo sucks for various different reasons, because Ragh hollers excitedly, flings himself down on one of the pillows and pulls Fabian down with him.

 “Fuck yeah, dude. This rules! Here, have a beer!”

 Fabian has never played truth or dare before and he’s not particularly sure if he enjoys it. Adaine seems very on edge and picks truth every time, Fig on the other hand is delighted about giving people dares and picking dares herself. Kristen still has a hard time holding her liquor and insists on daring people to kiss each other. Then she starts crying because she misses Tracker.

 Riz is biting his nails as he watches people play and sips on the one beer he’s had since the beginning. Fabian doesn’t actually want to look at him for more than a few seconds, but The Ball is sitting directly next to Theo who is sprawled on one of his dumb pillows and seems to have the time of his life watching two of his buddies stick their tongues down each other’s throats.

 Someone dares Ragh to do a prank call on the vice principal and Ragh apologizes to Fig before he dials Gilear’s number to tell him that he won the lottery.

 “Fabian, bro! I feel like I should make you kiss someone”, Ragh shouts after he’s done and throws an arm around Fabian’s shoulder. Fabian laughs and considers all the girls sitting in the circle to figure out which one he’d like to kiss the most.

 “Make him kiss Riz”, Kristen calls and Fabian is confused for a second until what she said sinks in.

 “Kiss Riz! Kiss Riz! Kiss Riz!”

 Fabian’s eyes find The Ball’s face.

 His big, yellow eyes have grown impossibly wide and he stopped biting on his nails only to start chewing on his bottom lip in a way that looks dangerous with those sharp teeth.

 This is absurd. Fabian would never kiss The Ball.

 “What?”, he says with a half laugh. “No!”

 Fabian feels like this must be some kind of joke. He elbows Ragh in the ribs and says “Don’t be ridiculous.” and it takes him a few seconds to realize that the group of people around him has fallen silent.

 “Riz?”, Adaine says quietly.

 “I’ll be—uh. In the bathroom. Where the toilet is. To pee”, Riz stammers before fleeing out of the room as if the Nightmare King was chasing after him.

[nobodylivesson]

Bad Boy(Pt.1)

Fandom : Marvel

Pairing : Peter Parker x Top! Male Reader

Requested? No

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Peter looked outside the window of his classroom cause he was very tired.There has been a lot of cases all over the city and Flash has been more of a dick these days.He didn’t wanted to do anything more than going back to Mr.Stark’s lab to work on stuff

“You alright Peter?” Ned asked to which Peter smiled and was about to say something when he was hit in the head by a big paper ball

Peter sighed and looked behind him to see Flash snickering as he asked “What’s the matter Penis?Got something to say?” making Peter scoff but he looked towards the front just in time to see his teacher enter the class along with someone else

Peter widened his eyes to see an Asian origin boy who was tall(definitely taller than him),his jet black hair was short which were parted in the middle,he looked very sleepy as a small yawn came out of his mouth and was that tattoo poking out of his left hand?

Peter wasn’t sure about that but what he was sure of that this guy looked very “Bad Boy” type

“Okay everyone,settle down.From today onward we would have a new student joining us.He just moved here to New York along with his father.Why don’t you introduce yourself?” Mr.Larson was looking towards the curios students before turning towards the boy who nodded

“Hey,name’s [Y/N] [L/N],moved here from South Korea cause my old man thought it was fucking fun to move in middle of new session.I would make friends with people I like on my own so don’t any of you come running to me to make friends and yeah I’m gay” [Y/N] said with such ease while his eyes were closed as if out of tiredness

Everyone were to shocked after [Y/N]’s introduction and a very awkward silence fell upon the room but Peter looked at [Y/N] with awed eyes as he thought the Asian guy was very brave(and very handsome now after looking closely)

Mr.Larson coughed to break the awkwardness before saying “We-well than Mr.[L/N] why don’t you sit behind Mr.Parker and Mr.Leeds?”

[Y/N] looked around the room before his eyes landed at a two guys with raised hands and walked towards them without saying anything to the teacher

[Y/N] sat down and looked at the boys front of him who were looking at him and he realized they both were deciding if they can greet him or not

“Hey” [Y/N] said and that caused both the boys to jolt in surprised before the one with a darker skin said with a smile “Hey mate, I’m Ned Leeds and welcome to Midtown High School” making [Y/N] nod and look towards Peter

Peter realized he was looking at him for a introduction so with an embarrassed face he says “I’m Peter,Peter Parker” making [Y/N] smirk a little at it causing Peter to go more red

The rest of the class went quite but Peter did tried to take some peeks at the Asian boy behind him who seemed very bored throughout the class

As soon as the class bell rang,[Y/N] just grabbed his stuff and walked out of the class as nobody tried to stop him due to finding him weird.But Peter made a beeline for the Asian boy in impulse as if the boy was a magnet Ned following Peter worriedly

“Hey [Y/N]!!” Peter shouts out of desperation when he saw the said boy almost disappear in the school’s crowd making many heads turn towards him along with [Y/N]’s

Peter with a very red face due to the all the stares directed towards him as he walked towards the now leaning figure of [Y/n] on the lockers while Ned looked at all this as if it was crazy

“How can I help you Parker?” [Y/N] for some reason said it in his accent making a shiver pass through his spine making him totally sure that this guy made him feel something

“I-uh-I know you are new to the uh-city along with the school so I wondering you know needed any help uh-to be shown around?” Peter said while perfectly stammering in the process and he cringing at what he said inside

[Y/N] seemed very blank for a few seconds before a smirk broke into his face as amusement clearly danced in his eyes making Peter’s spider senses intensely scream that this guy is danger but Peter stood rooted at his place

[Y/N] leaned forward and whispered at Peter’s now red ears with his accent again “I will see about that,Peter but thank you for the offer” before walking away from there without sparing a second glance

“Dude what the hell was that?!Didn’t you saw how [Y/N] acted at class-Are you alright?” Ned stopped his talk when he saw the unresponsive Peter looking at the direction [Y/N] went

“You are serious Peter??You’re a lost case now dude” Ned says making Peter whip his head towards his friend

“Don’t say nonsense Ned,I was just.................surprised by what he did” Peter tried his best to make a excuse but Ned looked unimpressed

“MJ would like to hear about this at lunch”

“Don’t you dare Ned!!”

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MJ did really liked hearing about the little interaction between Peter and the new student and soon enough Peter was just trying to ignore his friends teasing about his new fascination with the Asian boy so he can eat

Suddenly the sound of a tray hitting the table brought their attention to the side to see the one and only [Y/N] [L/N] standing there with a smirk

MJ was very surprised along with being curious at the new arrival,Ned was horrified cause he was a little scared of the new boy and Peter? He was very happy that [Y/N] was joining them

“Can I join you guys?” [Y/N] asks and the two boys looked at each other before nodding while MJ looked at him with kind of suspicious

“What is it?” [Y/N] asks with a frown while looking towards MJ who was surprised that the other boy didn’t hide his dislike of her staring at him

Nonetheless she replied back with a serious face “Why do you want to sit with us?I meant I thought you would be more of a loner type after what I heard of your speech?”

[Y/N] liked this girl who was straight forward like him so he with a smirk replies “It seems this school have some pretty stupid and annoying people who don’t understand words,so even after knowing what I said in the class and then again repeating it to other people later,many pests flocked to me.So I thought if I sat with other people they would give me some peace which seems to be working very well.Also these two seemed decent to me when we talked so I wanted to get along with them and Parker did gave a good offer to me?”

“So I can take you around??” Peter suddenly says when he realized what [Y/N] was talking about making [Y/N] answer back with a chuckle “Do entertain me a lot Peter” adding his accent to other boy’s name causing Peter to blush

“Anyway does this make you less suspicious,Miss?” [Y/N] ask with a smile to which MJ smirks while saying “Mary Jane Watson but you can call me MJ and I like ya”

“Same here” [Y/N] says with a smirk as the other two boys looked at each other before Ned slowly says “So,[Y/N] what kind of hobbies do you have?”

“I like playing drums and had played with some bands at clubs back at South Korea.Then I like going out with my bike at weekends to different towns before returning by Sunday night and other weekends having movie marathons,specially on Star Wars and Star Trek when I want to relax” [Y/N] said with a shrug

The other two boys looked at [Y/N] before they both enthusiastically asked “You like Star Wars?!” making [Y/N] chuckled before the boys got in a good talk about the series while MJ rolled her eyes at them but still read the book she was holding with a smile

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“You two are the biggest nerds I ever saw” [Y/N] said while snorting as MJ chuckled as well to it

“Oh shut up,you are a movie geek just like us” Peter snapped back at him

“Touche aren’t we now?But I didn’t know someone could have such fascination with Lego at High school.Don’t mind me I’m not judging just surprised” [Y/N] says with a chuckle to which MJ adds “Well then you haven’t see the worst of these two”

Ned just rolled his eyes as if he was used to all this and Peter just pouted making [Y/N] smile at this a little.[Y/N] is definitely a loner and barely made friends but this group of 3 friends were very fun and relaxing to be around

When he came to New York,he was sure he had to keep a lot of stuff secret and act like someone else(one thing he hates the most) to have a comfortable life but his new friends made him already feel a little comfortable and he feels if he spends more time with them he would be a part of them.Well he still does have some secrets but those are for some other time

MJ was a straightforward just like him,Ned even though very nerdy was a good guy and Peter.......very cute.The smaller boy with his soft curl was making his first day very good

“Hey guys,let me just keep me stuff in the locker and we are good to go.Can’t wait to see some good stuff along with Peter” [Y/N] says to his friend before giving a smile towards Peter who blush at this

[Y/N] slowly walked to his locker and entered the code as he heard whispers all around him of students who were surprised to see [Y/N] the new “Bad Boy” of the school being friends with the supposed loser group

[Y/N] just rolls his eyes and thinks “These blabber mouths only like to gossip and do nothing else” before turning to go back to the group

But when he returned he raised his eyes to see some guys surrounding his new friends and more specifically Peter as the other students ignored this thing like it wasn’t anything new making a frown of annoyance come to his face

“Yo Penis,what the hell is happening between your loser group and [Y/N],huh?!Don’t tell me you infected him with your nerdiness.He should be with our interesting group instead of you losers” Flash said with a smirk while his lackeys laughed behind him but MJ said to this with an annoyed look “But well then he didn’t even talked or sat with you guys till now once”

“He didn’t earlier cause he didn’t knew how cool I’m compared to you all,he would eagerly come to me” Flash said with a knowing smirk as if he was [Y/N] mother making the said boy even more annoyed

But then Peter whispers “The only thing he would notice on you is your is your empty brain” but unluckily Flash hears it and grabs Peter from his collar before saying “WHAT did you say Penis?!”

Peter thought he was gonna be hit but something happened in a very fast moment.One second Flash was holding Peter and the next second Flash was slammed into the lockers by [Y/N]

A heavy silence fell in the hallway as everyone started to understand what happened while Flash himself was finally coming in terms with his situation

“You are Flash or Eugene Thompson,right?Let me get some stuff very straight alright?” [Y/N] said a very dangerously low voice while his eyes became very cold to which Peter shivered a little as he looked at this exchange awestruck along with MJ and Ned

Flash nodded as he tried his best to not shake at [Y/N] coldness so [Y/N] continued “As I said before I make my friends myself so don’t go around blabbering whatever shit you want okay?I don’t like when people start spreading any kind of lies about me around.Second,I willing went to their table cause I didn’t wanted to deal anymore overly fucking friendly people which includes as well,so stop saying shit about these guys”

“H-how can y-you defend these lo-losers?!” Flash finally said after getting some courage but immediately shut up when [Y/N] gave him a deadly glare

“I like them specially Peter cause he or them are not a bratty scaredy cat shitty mouth with no brains who only like to flaunt his family power to do stupid stuff or bride the school to keep yourself out of trouble due to your trashy antics” [Y/N] spatted as Flash’s face just felt open while everyone else were very shocked how openly you said that,Ned was like he was seeing some unreal stuff,MJ was smirking like crazy and Peter just saw you becoming more cool with every word you said

“And if you come near my friends or Peter to bully,be prepared” [Y/N] said and immediately Flash jolted as he saw the Asian boy punch the locker just inches beside his face leaving a big dent on it making the almost shaking Flash shake very violently out of fear

The moment [Y/N] pulled away from Flash a voice shouted “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!” and low behold it’s the principal walking towards the two boys through the crowd of students

“You said about my family,right?Just watch and see how I make you get in trouble now after all that” Flash whispers to [Y/N] but before Flash could say anything he was dumbfounded to see the principal widen his eyes in the sight of [Y/N] and immediately speak to the Asian boy in the most polite voice “O-oh hello,Mr.[L/N].I thought it was some kind of trouble but it seems just you and your friends”

“Oh no sir actually it seemed Thompson here had a lot of thing to say to my friend so I just talked him down to his place but I hope you can have a talk with him about it as well as my father wouldn’t be happy after listening to the fact that such a boy was left without being anything by any of the teacher of the school.And please don’t mind about that locker,I kind of hit it in impulse but my father would pay for it back soon” [Y/N] says with smile while tilting his head to the side

“O-Oh of course!!I would make sure Mr.Thompson doesn’t repeat this again.MR.THOMPSON OF TO MY OFFICE RIGHT NOW” the principal said with a polite smile towards [Y/N] before shouting towards Flash who was still dumbfounded about the situation

“Wait sir,I have to say something to him” the principal stops with Flash and looks at [Y/N] who moves closer to Flash before whispering to his ears “I forgot to tell you that my father is a billionaire just like Tony Stark but the only difference is that we keep quite about it and since you were gonna include your father here I decided to add mine as well.Let’s have some great years in the school,shitty brat” making Flash look at [Y/N] who was smirking with a pale face

[Y/N] turned around and sling a arm around Peter’s shoulder before he started walking towards the entrance along with MJ and Ned who were following him quietly while students made way for the group

“OMG mate,THAT WAS SO SICK!!” Ned said with a shout and MJ chuckled before saying “Damn and pretty savage,I just recorded that whole thing in my phone”

“Thanks Ned and you have to gonna send me that video MJ” [Y/N] says and looks at Peter who was blushing for some reason.might be for the hand around his shoulder or the thing which the Asian boy just did for him,[Y/N] didn’t knew

But then Peter said “Thanks for back there,[Y/N]” making a smile come to the Asian boy’s face before got close to Peter’s ears and whispered to them “No problem,I don’t mind showing a jerk his place if it’s for someone as cute as you”

And oh boy,it seemed like Peter was gonna burst in fire

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Hello everyone!!This is my first thing I’m gonna post in Tumblr and also the first series I’m gonna do here.I would later on take request as well but not now as I’m very busy to study for an important exam.But I would take request from next year so in the mean time I would be doing this series which I’m very excited to do.I hope you all enjoyed it