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yannowhatigiveup · 4 years ago

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T.W.A.A: The Eccedentesiast

This is a one shot I started last night and I finished it at around 2 am because I’m an insomniac. Sadly this isn’t the 10k+ word one shot I was talking about (I’m still writing it aaa) but this one is around 4-5k words long so I hope you enjoy. This is rushed, badly written, badly plotted and badly named.

TW: Dark topics such as sexual assault and suicide is mentioned in this piece of writing.

Paris, the City of Love, what a big misconception that was. If anything, Paris should've been labeled as the City of Misery considering the fact it was haunted by a villain who preyed on negative emotions. No one outside of Paris knew though, they were oblivious to the fact hundreds, thousands even millions had died in the city home to the Eiffel Tower, only to be resurrected and tormented with the memories of their death. It was worse for Marinette though, she had watched all the citizens, her beloved citizens, die before her eyes and she was powerless to help them. Their screams of anguish and cries of pain forever ghosted her nightmares. It wasn't just their blood that she drowned in, she was bullied, abused and betrayed in her civilian form by those she trusted the most.

Her classmates. She thought she could trust them but they left her for someone shinier and newer. They all hurt her, destroyed her hard work, verbally and physically bullied her. Nino and Kim, her childhood friends had turned their backs on her too, even joining the others in causing her physical and emotional pain. Alya, her best friend, had become her main abuser. The reporter stabbed the poor bluenette in the back, figuratively. Lila was the one who did it literally. Lila, the sound of the name itself made Marinette sick, after all, the brunette was the one who did this to her. She made her friends turn their backs on her, she made them abuse her and she only watched with fake crocodile tears and a smug smile when no one was looking. And Adrien, he was the worst of all. When Marinette was younger, Adrien was the embodiment of perfection. But now? All she could see was a spineless coward and a predator.

As Chat Noir, he wouldn't participate in the battles, only flirting with her hero persona. He would whine like a toddler when she rejected his advancements. Even when he did join in the battles, he was useless, ignoring anything that Ladybug would tell him and go straight for the kill which never worked. Chat Noir was incompetent and a sexual harasser. As Adrien, however, he was much more. Just two days ago, he had tried to sexually assault the young bluenette. The blonde had underestimated the girl and she managed to get away but nothing could erase her memory of the event.

The ultimatum Lila had delivered to Marinette when she thirteen seemed over-dramatic and seemingly impossible at the time. Yet three years later, she was at the point of no return. Her classmates, her friends, her teachers, the boy she once loved, her partner, her parents. They all left her. Mayor Bourgeois, fearing for his daughter's safety, had sent Chloe to New York with her mother. Luka was on tour with his father so they could build a better relationship. Kagami had a family affair back in Japan that would last for at least a month. She was truly alone. Her parents had fallen victim to Lila's lies and Marinette overheard them discussing about kicking her out. The only one by her side throughout the whole ordeal was Tikki, her beloved kwami. Even Master Fu had to leave her.

Marinette felt shut out by the rest of the world. Sure, Paris adored Ladybug but it felt different. She was fighting battles alone, she stood as the last survivor, the last protector of Paris. She took that title in stride, or that's what the Parisians thought. In reality, she was hiding behind a mask.

The bluenette had suffered endlessly for years, she was ready to break that cycle of torture. Yesterday, she came to the solid conclusion of who Hawkmoth was, who is accomplices were and what his motive was. Gabriel Agreste was the man behind Paris' torment, Nathalie Sancœr was one of his accomplices and so was Lila Rossi. For his motive, he wanted to bring his wife back. Marinette understood the pain he was in but she wouldn't go to such extreme lengths as he did. Many years ago, Marinette made a friend, one of her very best friends who she fell for. But she never told anyone who he was, where he came from or even the fact that she met someone. The reason behind this was the fact she witnessed his murder. That death, of all she witnessed, was the most heartbreaking. Even when all these years have passed, she never truly got over his death. His green eyes always lingered her mind.

The bluenette let out an anguished sigh, she was on the Eiffel Tower, admiring the city's skyline despite all its obvious flaws under close inspection. Though Marinette had drastically mentally changed, she would always put on the same mask, she would always portray herself as a regular school girl. This was the one time she felt a little peace in her chaotic excuse for a life. Her blue eyes stared off into the distance, focusing on nothing in particular when she heard footsteps coming from behind. In her peripheral vision, Marinette could see the figure of Gabriel Agreste slowly approaching. Not wanting anything to happen, she made her knowledge of her appearance known.

"I never expected to see you somewhere so public, Monsieur Agreste" Her voice remained neutral. Gabriel didn't flinch meaning that he had expected her to sense his arrival, it made the young girl slightly unnerved but she refused to show it.

"The Eiffel Tower holds the greatest inspiration, as a designer yourself I'm sure you are aware" Marinette was used to his cold voice by now, she kept her guard up reminding herself that this was Hawkmoth was standing a few feet away.

She hummed, putting the two miraculous users in a deathly silence, until she decided to break it. "You know, you could've just asked" The older man raised an eyebrow in confusion but Marinette never looked in his direction, "It would've saved a lot of bloodshed"

Gabriel managed to catch up with what she was saying. "Are you implying that I am Hawkmoth?" He didn't sound offended or defensive, merely curious.

"I'm not implying anything" She replied curtly, then turning to face him. "I am merely stating a fact"

The miraculous user turned away from her, focusing his gaze on the city's skyline once more. "What are you going to do with this knowledge?"

The question confused Marinette, surely he would've attacked her or try to get her to remain silent?

He must've noticed her confusion. "Even if you wanted to, you wouldn't say anything"

Marinette turned her full body towards the taller man, she was going to end Hawkmoth's reign as quickly as she could. "I can heal her"

"What?"

"I can heal her" The bluenette repeated. "Emilie"

Gabriel also turned to face her, his usual cold scowl was replaced with a staggered expression. "Y-you can? Even after all I've done as Hawkmoth?"

Her head twisted back to portrait that was Paris. "To end it all, yes I will"

"Then please, follow me and I promise I will give you my miraculous as well as Mayura's. Just, heal my wife please" His tone changed from intrigued to pleading, Marinette could see that he meant every word.

"Oh don't worry... I will"

~~~

"I did it!" Tim's voice echoed in the Batcave.

"Did what replacement?"

"I found Hawkmoth's identity!"

Around three months ago, Wonder Woman had noticed Green Lantern trying to delete a video. She stopped him before he successfully did the task and watched the video herself, calling a meeting to express her anger about the situation. Most were shaken since they had never seen the Amazonian this livid before. She briefly explained how her mother was once a miraculous user and how powerful these magical jewelry could be. Aqua Man also shared his concerns, revealing that the fall of Atlantis was due to the miraculous. They knew the logical decision was to work on this from outside of Paris, the villain preyed on negative emotions and they had been ignoring the Parisians' calls for help for four years. Their sudden appearance would definitely trigger the heroes. So in the last month, they had gathered files of nearly every person in Paris as well as all the necessary information about every akuma attack. It was tiring for the Bats but they trudged through it anyway.

Damian had taken a special interest in the spotted-heroine specifically, without the knowledge of any of his family members. She appeared similar to a female friend he had made quite some time ago, the one who had witnessed an assassination attempt on him. He saddened him to no end knowing that the friend he loved thought he was dead. The green-eyed boy became one hundred percent convinced that this hero was his friend.

One day, Dick had caught him in the Batcave observing a recently taken image of the Ladybug heroine. His older brother thought that Damian was crushing on the lady and began to tease him as others entered the cave.

"Tt, that's not true" the green-eyed boy retaliated.

"If you don't have a crush on Ladybug then why are you staring at an image of her?" Dick added more information necessary so that his younger brothers could join in on teasing his youngest brother.

The Robin vigilante sighed and brought everyone's attention to the screen. "See that?"

"All I see is this little lady Demon Spawn" Jason's smirk was quickly gone when he noticed Damian's serious expression.

"She's alone" he stated simply and before anyone could get a word in, her explained further. "There is usually a team with her"

Everyone seemed to lean closer to the screen.

"She's fighting alone. Her 'partner' doesn't participate in the battles anymore, he stays on the sidelines, observing" He let the others catch up to what he was saying. "The attacks have been lasting a lot longer than usual, Ladybug leads a super hero team correct? Then why is she fighting alone this time."

"They could have all been killed... We have to go to Paris to help the poor girl" Dick turned to Bruce. "Who knows how much longer she'll last alone fighting a psycho butterfly man!"

Bruce's fatherly instincts were screaming at him from merely looking at the photo. "I'll announce to the League that we'll be joining the fight in Paris"

~~~

Gabriel lead Marinette to his office, Nathalie wearily watching. Just as he was about to open the double doors, his assistant collapsed in uncontrollable coughing. Marinette was much faster than the older man so she got to the woman first. The bluenette carefully put Nathalie down on one of the chairs available while putting her hand on where she thought the assistant would where the peacock brooch. The blue-eyed girl could sense the broken miraculous' energy trapped in the woman so she did the only reasonable thing she could at that moment, she extracted the corrupted magic, healing Nathalie almost instantly. Marinette ignored Gabriel's relieved expression and gestured for him to lead her to Emilie.

"When this is over, I wish to have a restraining order against your son"

"May I ask why?"

"..."

"...I understand, I'll make sure to tell Nathalie"

The older man stopped before a painting of his wife, his fingers reached for the painted shapes and pressed on them, revealing an elevator to which he went down in. Following his motion, Marinette placed her hand on the painting and allowed herself to descend down the mansion. It lead her to a repository with a catwalk which lead to a circular platform covered in luscious greenery. In the middle on the platform was a class-covered cryogenic pod which the sleeping body of Emilie Agreste lay. The bluenette carefully made her way to the glass casket, placing her hand on the transparent material when she finally reached her destination. Focusing all her energy, a red light erupted from her finger tips and it soaked into Emilie's skin. Gabriel opened the pod, carefully watching his wife as Marinette took a step back. Suddenly her eyes fluttered open.

"G-Gabriel, what happened?"

The man didn't reply, he simply hugged the woman of his dreams before turning the the young girl.

"I... Thank you Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng, I can give you the miraculous now if-"

"Ladybug will be at the Eiffel Tower soon, I suggest you give the miraculous to her then"

Gabriel nodded and thanked the girl once more as she left. Before she reached the lift that would lead her back up to Gabriel's office, Marinette turned to face the newly reunited couple.

"Enjoy the happiness in your life, Monsieur Agreste, you never know when it may end"

She then turned to leave, not wanting to here what her former idol had to say. When she reached the main floor of the Agreste Mansion, Marinette was greeted by Nathalie. The bluenette acknowledged the assistant with a nod, meaning that Emilie was awake. The assistant let out a sigh of relief and rushed to Adrien's room, not wanting to be around the blonde boy, Marinette promptly left. Once out of the premises of the mansion, she transformed and waited for Gabriel to return the miraculous. What she didn't realise was that the Justice League would also be coming to pay her a visit.

It felt like an eternity, waiting for the miraculous to be handed back to her but the bluenette was patient. She waited four years for this moment, but she had to share the moment alone. It was bittersweet. Soon enough Gabriel arivied, hastily giving Ladybug both the brooches with apologetic eyes and leaving without a word. The spotted heroine presumed that he wanted to get back to his wife and son, she couldn't blame him. Ladybug reached for her yo-yo teary-eyed, she was going to put both miraculous in her weapon before returning them in the miracle box but she stopped when she heard multiple figures approaching where she was standing.

~~~

Batman and his sons were the ones to go to Paris and alert Ladybug of their findings. The five men found themselves in front of the Eiffel Tower, Tim found out that was were the heroes would return to after their patrol.

"We must tell Ladybug right away" Batman pulled out his grappling hook and flung himself to one of the higher levels, all but Robin followed suit.

The vigilante had a feeling to remain on a lower level. He wanted to be reunited with his long lost friend but he couldn't find the words. Simply, he used his grappling hook to bring him onto one of the beams, low enough so he couldn't be seen but high enough to hear any conversation.

"Greetings, Ladybug" His father's voice echoed through the quiet building.

"Monsieur Batman? Wh-what are you doing here?" Her voice sounded almost exactly as he remembered, of course it sounded deeper and more matured but it had a more desolated edge to it.

~~~

"We apologize for not intervening earlier but we didn't know how well we needed to control our emotions" Red Hood watched as Nightwing brushed a hand through his hair nervously.

"But we can help now!" Red Robin's excited voice came out of nowhere, Ladybug looked at the vigilante in surprise. "We found out Hawkmoth's identity so we can finish this once and-"

Ladybug put a single hand up, a small smile on her face, silencing Red Robin's rambling. "That's very considerate of you, all of you" Her gaze landed on each vigilante one at a time. "But I... have things sorted" She pulled out two brooches from behind her back to show the men before putting the miraculous in her yo-yo. "I appreciate all you've done, truly I do. But can I ask one for one more favor?"

"Of course, what is it?" Nightwing asked, clearly wanting the spotted heroine to be gleeful once more.

"Could you... help the other heroes to help the Parisians to heal?"

"It's the least we can do" Batman replied. "Will you be there too?"

"I'm afraid not" Ladybug turned around and leaned forward on the banister. "You know how Hawkmoth prays on negative emotions, so I've had to deal with my emotions in an unhealthy manor but now... Hawkmoth is no more. I can be free"

"Wh-"

"Thank you, truly" Ladybug jumped up on to railing, facing the group of vigilantes. Her sad smile faded as she stared at the floor.

They didn't even get a chance to process what was happening before it did. A bright light surrounded the young hero and they were forced to close their eyes. As the light died down, Red Hood saw a small bluenette. She looked so weak, so pretty, so... fragile. It hurt the vigilante's heart seeing someone like this being the sole protector of Paris with no one by her side.

"Hey little lady-"

"I'm sorry Tikki"

The girl looked at all the vigilantes slowly, mouthing a 'thank you' before letting herself lean backwards.

Gravity took the Parisian heroine and she fell.

A small creature holding something shiny stared in horror as its owner fell."MARINETTE!" The small creature's anguished scream seemed to bring the vigilantes back to reality.

~~~

"MARINETTE!"

Robin's head shot up, that name was all too familiar. Suddenly, he took note of a figure falling fast from above, her raven hair flowing in the wind. Without giving a second thought, he bounded down the ledge he was on, landing on one of the platforms and had his arms out ready to catch the fallen angel. The bluenette was close enough for Robin to grab her and he pulled her in so that her feet landed on the platform, her body still looming over the edge of the building. His brother and father landed not far from him, bounding over to help the bluenette but Robin took no notice of their presence.

"Why didn't you just let me f...all" The girl's voice trailed off as her eyes widened in recognition, the air in her lungs escaped from her lips. "...d-Damian?"

The two friends took no notice at how the vigilantes behind Robin stiffened. Her eyes developed a watery sheen as the situation began to really hit her. Tears threatened to spill as her lip quivered. Robin pulled her away from the ledge and she jumped into his arms, she was heavily touch-starved. Much to his family's surprise, he didn't push her away. In fact, he hugged her back. They heard what she said next.

"I... I thought you were dead, Dami"

"...why? What made you do this, Malaki?"

They didn't hear what she said next as her mumbling was muffled in Robin's chest. Nightwing walked up to the two first, kneeling down to be eye level with the girl.

"Hey Sunshine... we don't know what you've been through but we're willing to help you though it okay?" The girl looked at his sincere gaze, her eyes were so round with innocence, Nightwing thought he would melt.

"I... thank you, I'm sorry for worrying you when I... jumped" No one failed to notice when Robin ran his fingers through the bluenette's hair.

"Don't apologize Little Lady" Red Hood walked over to where Nightwing was kneeling, sitting next to his older brother. "Hawkbitch forced you to bottle up your emotions, you were just strong for too long."

Marinette looked between the two men, a grateful smile on her face while she wiped the tears of pure happiness running down her cheeks. "Thank you, I- this... this is the nicest I've been treated recently"

"If you don't mind me asking," Batman walked over and Marinette felt slightly intimidated you his presence as well as his tone. The dark knight must have noticed this since he cleared his throat and began talking in a softer manner. "What happened to cause you to go to such extremes? You're obligated to not having to talk about it right away if the subject makes you uncomfortable"

"Well I guess I do have to talk about it eventually..."

Recognising the bluenette's discomfort, Red Robin stepped in. In his palm was the shaken kwami who flew straight for Marinette once the vigilante got close enough. "Since you know Robin's identity, and we already sorta know yours, it's only fair if we tell you who we are, right?" He looked at his two older brothers and then at his adoptive father. "My name's Tim Drake nice to meet you"

Marinette was about to take his offered hand when the vigilante she presumed was Red Hood took it instead, "Jason Todd, Robin's most charming and handsome brother" She giggled at Damian's obvious annoyance.

"Well I'm Richard Grayson, Robin's favourite brother, but you can call me Dick" The vigilante in the suit who comforted her first, introduced himself.

"It's nice to meet all of you"

Batman soon came over as well to aquatint with the young heroine, offering out his hand for a handshake. "Bruce Wayne"

She returned the hand shake and brightly smiled, it blinded nearly all those near. "Thank you, Mr Wayne. Wait..." she turned to face Damian, one of her eyebrows raised. "Wayne?"

"I may have failed to mention that part" To Robin's surprise, Marinette started giggling so he huffed in taken offense.

"Sorry it's just- a girl in my class as been boasting about dating you and about the Wayne Family seeing her as their 'honorary member'. I knew she was lying I just didn't know that I would bump into the people she was lying about"

Bruce hummed. "We'll have to do something about this girl you're talking about. In the meantime, why don't you come back to the hotel with us? You and Damian can catch up" The older man saw the hesitation in her eyes but he also saw the willingness that shine through the most. "If you're living in a bad environment then you do have to escape" His sons nodded along.

"I'll come, can I bring some overnight clothes? It's been a long day..."

"Of course, you go get your belongings and you can meet us at the Grand Paris Hotel"

"I... thank you again" She transformed and headed in the direction of her house, leaving Robin at the mercy of his brothers.

"You like her, Brat" Red Robin spoke up first.

Nightwing pretended to wipe his tears. "Baby Bird's all grown up now"

"That means you can't adopt the little Pixie, don't think I haven't seen the adoption papers"

~~~

When Marinette destransformed on her balcony rooftop, she quickly went inside, packed some clothes as well as some essentials. When she was satisfied with her belongings, she gave a macaron to Tikki before heading downstairs where she was met with two disappointed looking parents.

"Is something wrong?"

"We've decided," Tom began. "We're kicking you out for what you've done to your lovely classmate, Lila"

"We don't recognise the person you've become, Marinette. You are not the daughter we raised" Sabine added

"May I pack my things in the morning?" Marinette inquired, her eyes void of emotion. When her parents nodded, she left the bakery and down to the hotel where Damian was waiting in the lobby. As she approached, he took her bag and intertwined their hands together. She blushed at the contact but leaned into his embrace.

When she entered the hotel room she was greeted by the vigilantes who were now changed and unmasked. The bluenette was welcomed with open arms, she felt the warmth in her heart for the first time since Lila's Tyranny. She briefly explained Lila's lies, what she had done to Marinette and how the bluenette was able to protect Paris. She would've carried on longer if it weren't for the hotel phone ringing. It was the receptionist, saying that someone had asked to see Marinette. Confused, she went down with Damian, Jason followed closely behind since he had grown quite attached to the little fairy. Waiting at the front desk as a woman, Damian and Jason recognised her instantly as Mayura. Damian tried to step in front of his friend but she completely ignored their futile attempts to keep her in reach.

"Ah, Hello Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng"

"Hello Nathalie, we're you the one who asked for me?"

"Yes, I just need to clarify a few things"

"Go ahead"

"You're request for the restraining order has been fulfilled" the bluenette nodded, waiting for Gabriel's assistant to continue. "May I ask what did he do to make you request for it?"

The two notices how Marinette stiffened. She contemplated before sighing. "Attempted sexual assault. If you look at the camera footage outside of the Louvre from two days ago, seven pm onwards, you'll see your evidence." Marinette turned away from Nathalie and walked back to Damian who, once in range, pulled her in for a hug.

"I'll never let him near you again, Angel"

~~~

The next day, Bruce had shown up with Marinette at her parents' bakery. Upon hearing about the young bluenette being kicked out, he had asked for her permission for him to be her Guardian until she was old enough to live in her own. Marinette accepted his offer. When they had entered the building, her parents had greeted their customers kindly before recognising Marinette. Bruce turned to the young girl next to him and smiled.

"You go pack your things I'll deal with this" She smiled and bounded upstairs, leaving Bruce to talk with the bakery's owners.

"Hello Sir, how may we help you?" Sabine began, wanting to know who this man was.

"I've come to gain guardianship of your daughter, Marinette Dupain-Cheng"

"Why should we give you guardianship?" Tom asked.

"I'm sure you know the liability for child neglect, Mr Dupain" With his words, both adults seemed to turn white. "I will file the necessary and submit it with the court, I'm sure you'll be willing to give your approval"

Both Marinette and the mystery man left, true they were glad that their mistake of a daughter had gone but they wondered who she had gone with.

~~~

Later that afternoon was a charity event which the Waynes were supposed to attend as they were invited by the mayor himself, the plus side was that the Akuma class would also be attending and they had no clue the Wayne Family would be there.

"...And finally I'd like to thank the Wayne Family for joining us this evening" Mayor Bourgeois finished his speech and all heads turned to the table the Waynes and Marinette were sitting on. As his speech was over, a teenage girl with glass and a very pale brunette came over to the table.

"Hello Mr Wayne, My name's Alya and I'm your honorary daughter's best friend and I was hoping-"

"Marinette" Bruce began, cutting off the aspiring reporter. The Alya girl only then seemed to notice that the bluenette was sitting at the table. "Is this girl you're friend?"

The bluenette took one hard look at Alya before shaking her head, "No"

"Marislut what th-"

"It would be appreciated if you did not talk about my honorary daughter and future daughter-in-law on that manner" Both Damian and Marinette turned red, one much more than the other. "In fact we should be leaving" Bruce and the rest of the family got up. "Miss Rossi, I will not tolerate your lies. You will receive a lawsuit for defamation and slander. Have a good evening" They left, leaving a reporter, a liar and a class speechless.

When they reached the hotel room they finished packing up, they would be leaving that night. Marinette made a few phone calls, telling her friends that she would be moving to Gotham. They had their belongs taken to the limo downstairs and had a few snacks before making their way down. In the lobby were many different people around the bluenette's age, she recognised them as her classmates and continued walking beside Damian until Alex came over.

"Marinette... we're sorry. We understand that you probably won't forgive apps but we wrote you letters anyway" the skater girl gave Marinette a pile of enveloped letters, ones she put in her bag straight away.

"Thank you for your apologies but I don't think I can forgive you just yet, goodbye Alix" the bluenette got in the limo and let out a breath she knew she was holding.

Her eyes glanced out the tinted window, she smiled knowing that she was leaving Paris for a better life. A better life with a friends, a better life with a new family. A better life with Damian.

~Bonus~

The harsh blizzard outside was definitely being felt from inside the manor, leaving a cold and tired Marinette on the couch. Damian, noticing his girlfriend's state, went to grab a blanket to cover both Marinette and himself. She snuggled into the green-eyed boy, taking all the warmth she could get, and slowly she drifted off to sleep. Damian too felt drowsy so soon followed his girlfriend into dreamland.

Jason came in a few moments later to find the sleeping couple, he was then reminded by how tired he was so he went on the couch and leaned his back against his youngest brother, himself too falling victim to slumber.

The next person to walk in was Dick, he had just finished training so he was exhausted. But he couldn't help to coo when he came across the scene in front of him. The eldest son then got on the sofa and carefully leaned against Marinette, similar to what Jason had done with Damian. It didn't take long for him to join them in dozing off.

Tim arrived with a big cup of freshly made coffee, one which he was about to drink until he noticed his siblings all curled up on the couch sleeping. The co-CEO went back to the kitchen, left his cup of coffee then went to grab a blanket to join his family. Wrapping himself in a blanket burrito, Tim placed himself on the floor pressed up against sofa.

When Bruce returned home safely, he went to the main living room to see his children, and his future in-law who was basically his own by now, sleeping soundly with the TV still running. Reaching for the remote, he turned the television off and grabbed his phone to take a picture. He planned on printing it out and having it framed in his study. Bruce sat on one of the armchairs, taking a book to read. If there was peace in the house, he might as well enjoy it while it lasts.

#daminette #maribat #maridami #marinette x damian #damian x marinette #damianette #mlb x dc #ml x dc #This is so bad I hate it and it started out good as well aaaaaaaa

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wolfik128 · 2 years ago

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Yeah I’m jumping on the self-insert OC train, and nobody can stop me!

source:picrew

(Her left eye should be covered btw)

(This is also my sona I’ve been perfecting over 13 years, fyi. Also I have lore about the world/universe she’s originally from planned so lmk if you’re interested)

Her name is Aura and she’s a prop/set maker and poster artist, she started working for Owen after seeing a help seeking pamphlet in her school, so she’s a sort of apprentice at the studio. She also somehow managed to befriend Owen by doing the smallest things she wasn’t even aware of doing.

Anyway here are some headcanons/story events I have for her: (WARNING SOME DARK STUFF AHEAD)

General stuff: *Full name: Aurora Katherine MaxWolf

*Nicknames: Aura; Wolfi; Chief; Boss

*Sexuality: Bisexual

*19-20 years old *Female *Werecat; pureblood *Abilities: Shapeshifting abilities, force fields, can borrow and use powers of other Guardians *Appearance: Very thin; 1'74 meters tall with light tan, almost pale fur (pale skin underneath); sporting cat ears and cat tail (used for expressing herself, tail is also used for balancing, grabbing things); teal eyes (pupils can change depending on mood); long wavy pink hair (covering left portion of her face - there are three scars [classmate's attack]) *Personality: moody, depressive, closed into herself, distrustful, manic, borderline psychopath, heavy parental issues, self-hate, former self-harmer, shattered confidence, high expectations of herself, severe anxiety and panic attack issues, abandonment issues, sees herself as failure; extremely protective, witty, snarky, sarcastic, has incredibly dark humor, highly caring and affectionate; displays cat-like behavior; her patience varies on her temper; severe PTSD and disociative disorder (mainly during violent events she was part of) *Spirit animal: Raptor (Buddy - mixture of multiple raptor species - velociraptor, pyroraptor, Utahraptor, and some unidentifiable others) - she uses body motions and jerking as a communication method when commanding him

*Family: (blood related) - Eric Eastwool (father, hate - hate relationship, banned her from Andara, multiple attempts at killing her) - Larianna Eastwool (mother, toxic relationship, always takes Eric's side) - Matthew Eastwool-MaxWolf (older brother, great relationship, uses him as a mental support, normal sibling bickering) - Madelaine Eastwool-MaxWolf (oldest sister, rather distant [lives on Andara with their parents], took care of Aura when younger) - Johanna MaxWolf (maternal grandmother, excellent relationship, Aura stayed with her before exile, former Order member) - Henry MaxWolf (maternal grandfather, unknown relationship, founder of the first Guardians, killed by Eric) - Mimi Eastwool (aunt, hates her niece, seeing Aura hurt brings her joy) - Lillianna Eastwool (younger cousin, despises Aura)

*Her family banned her from the universe she came from, also they disowned her, hence why her last name isn’t Eastwool.

*Her father also sent his servants to kill her on several occasions, which resulted in her reoccuring nightmares.

*She tells everyone she was ‘raised by raptors’ which is true: When she was three her father took her to a deep jungle and left her there to either starve or die by thirst. She would if it wasn’t for Alistair, a leader of raptor pack, finding her and taking her in as a member of said pack.

*She’s quite tall, but she appears small thanks to almost everyone else in the pack being taller than her

*Has her own lab

*Despite being a shapeshifter she owns tons of contact lenses (she can't change the form of her pupil) *She's never seen in public without a black top hat *Loves to wear laced fingerless gloves (owns a ton of those in various colors to match with her clothing) *Loves to switch appearance every few minutes to fuck with people's sanity *Swears profusely

*Her favorite drink is Piña Colada

*Former medicine student, she switched to art school during her third year due to personal issues

*Takes Buddy for a ride several days a week *Enjoys high places (still has a fear of falling from them thou) *Often uses vents to get to places *Uses vents to steal belongins and provoke others *Part of the science Trio (Johnny - Math; Martine - Physics; Aura - Chemistry) *Master in hide-n-seek *Loves to play paintball *Master in cards (got nicknamed - Golden Paw) *Caffeine addict *Horror movie fanatic (uses them to make herself believe her past was somewhat decent), can stand far more nasty stuff than her packmates combined, despite her soft appearance **Has strange respect/is enticed to dangerous chemicals and poisons *Is imune to venoms *Fireproof fur *Has a build-in secret lair connected to her lab, leading down below the surface

[A/N: her parental issues aren’t something that happened to me, I projected her mental struggles and abandonment issues on her thou]

Hello Puppets:

(I may actually write a fanfic, or bunch of oneshots about those in the future, also heads up for some more mature things below!)

(before the fire/cursed book/puppets being evil murderers) *Aura starts working in the studio as a prompts/set painter as a part time job for school *It was either this or a film festival and she totally didn't want to deal with her classmates 24/7 *She and Owen actually got together quite well, Aura being the heavy parental issues, depressed, kind soul she often saw Owen's point, and, considered as a miracle by others, he actually listened and took her advice from time to time *She always loved creating Riley's sets the most (since she could literally based them on her own lab) *Owen let her handle Rosco on several occasions (he even offered her to play Riley once, but she refused "I don't have the right voice, it'd sound weird") *While playing Rosco, Aura often imitated her own big pet, Buddy (a strange raptor breed mixture) and his dog-like behavior. Making Owen happy he doesn't have to correct her on anything *She once took Buddy into the studio, everyone were more concerned about how the hell did a raptor actually get in instead of yelling in panic that a dangerous animal was around (the kids loved and adored him thou) *Due to her rather scary appearance (okay not that scary, but her scars across the left half of her face, her teal eyes that can glow in dark and changing pupils [from oval cat like to snake-like ones depending on her mood], plus her very thin very tall built, cat ears, tail and really sharp teeth, not to mention her sharp claws that can unsheath anytime she gets annoyed) the higher ups persuade her to work backstage and mostly overnight to not traumatize children *Her teacher once came in to check on her, she criticized the set piece Aura was working on calling it 'unrealistic' 'dull' and 'bland', Owen quickly shouted at her, practically banning her from visiting Aura ever again *Aura didn't bother explain to her she made them by using her own lab as an inspiration *She uses her shapeshifting abilities to fuck with the higher ups by changing appearance and then walk around the building (she even tried looking like a living version of Riley and Daisy, prompting Owen to take a picture of her while holding the puppets close as a comparison) *She definitely snuck apple cider can into her workspace (she fused it with hidden part of her lab), on more than one occasion

(making puppet adult movies) *Her classmate once wanted to impress a girl he liked by filming a special adult movie for her, so Aura was persuaded to sneak them in after closing hours to quickly film it (five people - Mark, Smokie, Nayu, Lenny and Maki) to "make a final project for photographic lessons" *She let herself be sold for a two bottles of rum, one of egg-nog and two of vodka (which she definitely drink almost immediately to forget everything, mixing it together) "If Owen finds out I'm taking you all down with me!" *At first they forced her to play Riley ("You're always the one with science shit!"), she couldn't do a line without breaking into crazy fits of laughter "I'll film you ruining my childhood" and she picked up the camera, switching with Maki *She threw things at her classmates that night ("Shit that was my shoe!" "Fuck that's my phone!") *Lenny smacked her with Riley once, accidentally breaking the puppet's lower jaw *Aura had to repair her, spending half an hour on just assembling everything together *Much to her dismay Smokie wanted to make a video of Riley and Rosco too (she filmed it with half closed eyes to not burst into laughter) *By some miracle they actually passed the class, Aura's brother, the pack, their family (and later the gang) won't let her live that down after finding out about it

(book/strange events/puppets coming alive) *Despite her being a magical creature (teleporting around the place, using her psychic powers to move objects around, stopping people from tripping/hurting themselves by creating a soft force fields to catch them, etc.) Owen never told her about the book *She was working that night, feeling strange tingling in the air *She couldn't blame it on alcohol since she forgot to bring some *After recognizing it as a spell used wrong, something pounced on her before she could go investigate *Unlike the rest of the abducted people, she puts up a lot of fight, causing Riley to having Daisy smack her over head by a heavy pan *Thanks to her werecat genetics, and strong psychic powers, she remained completely conscious during everything, much to her puppet's dismay (twitching fingers, sliding away from the table) *Blame it on karma but she ended up having Riley stitched to her, which definitely didn't start well, escalating with Aura poking the red-head into one eye (she changed them each time just to spite her), anytime she found her getting on her nerves *She called Riley "Teenage daughter in denial." During their first run-in with Owen, ("Aura?! Is that you?" "Yes your ginger-haired daughter took me hostage." "He's not my father!") *She got onto Mortimer's nerves for not letting Riley do as he ordered *The psychic link maybe didn't steal her mind, but it definitely gave Riley the ability to read her mind ("Your thoughts disgust me." "Well get the fuck out of my head then, I didn't invite you in!") as well as switching consciousness between the two of them *From that moment on Aura always thought about anything disgusting (usually awful horror movie scene/or that fucking puppet porn) to keep Riley out of her mind (scarring them both) *Riley definitely switched into Aura's body on several occasions while the werecat refused to hunt down Owen, the scientist didn't realize Aura's body had a tail and she tripped over it countless times, falling down, resulting in Aura almost choking with laughter ("Shut up!") *At the end of the night Aura, who somehow took control over Riley after Owen tried to escape, berated Owen for being a moron to use the book without him consulting it with her first ("I'm using magic all the time, I'd definitely helped you.") *She offered to help him put things into correct state, definitely earning quite a glare from the mad scientist ("Sorry, you're too adorable and I've got worse ones cast my way from my father.") *Turns out the book is an ancient relic from Andara (a central universe Aura and the rest came from) written by purebloods so only Aura - the last remaining living pureblooded creature can actually read and use it correctly *She takes away the twisted/dark sides of the puppets, leaving them alive, but demanding for the people to be let free *How did she manage to do that? Easy taking a bottle (a strange teflon bottle) from her bag, she summoned a large, sturdy, mahogany log of wood, poured the liquid onto it, and forced every puppet to watch how the wood desintegrated within a minute ("Now that is what is gonna happen to anyone that steps out of line, I'm looking at you Mortimer!") *Owen had to practically drag her away (not trusting Riley to take over her body) *She makes a promise to Owen and the rest of the gang to permanently turn them into living things by the next week *She also promised to keep working at the studio despite everything that went down that night *She left that day, taking Riley with her (her ears rang by the time she arrived at the Tower, from the constant complaints/questions/or even simple facts) *During the walk home (Aura was really exhausted to simply create a portal) Riley switched minds with Aura multiple times (trying to get walking done right) ending in always falling on the pavement, landing face down, ("Riles, stop it! I'm too tired to laugh anymore!") *Riley absolutely fell in love with Buddy upon first sight, demanding Aura to explain how the actual fuck did she get a real, living raptor *Buddy was acting like a dog, being very excited having Aura back home (reminding Riley of Rosco) *She also made Aura promise to bring Rosco to life too *Aura fell asleep with Riley cuddling Buddy who just watched in confusion, while Aura stroked him *Sly sneaked into Aura's living room that night (as the defacto leader she has solo kitchen, bathroom, livingroom flat on the top of the tower along with her room) taking a picture of them *She sends it to Aura on every Mother's day making her to re-send it to Riley ("Your first mother-daughter moment!")

(week of dealing with Riley) *Riley, in Aura's body, definitely tripped over the tail more than once, resulting in falling down the stairs and almost breaking the glass door leading to the lab (again) *Martine banned both of them from entering for the week, ("Dealing with this whole mess is enough, I do not need another variable!") "It's just a week how hard that can be?" (absolutely fucking difficult when you got a mad scientist stitched to your hand) *It all started easily enough, Aura explaining the situation to everyone, while keeping Riley mentally on check *Matthew and the rest of the pack then proceeded making dirty comments all the time ("Could you three stop already?! We're trying to eat here!") *Simon kept avoiding Aura all the time, ("I'm not dealing with a fucking Chucky clone!") "Why do you keep wearing that hat, and what's with the gloves and a collar are you a part dog or something?" "It's my image! I'm not questioning your style of clothes so you shouldn't question mine!" *Problems started when Aura returned to school, after explaining everything, she got week free from her studio work, ("Yeah evil voodoo spell, no I'm not insane, not that much and I'm definitely sober. Yes it is stitched onto my hand I can't take her off." "No, she's usually nice, you're just pissing her off. Yes I have to have her there, I can't remove her without amputating my arm." "No, don't worry she won't disturb the lessons, I'll make sure of that." [definitely Aura didn't plan ahead when saying that]) to her head teacher, headmaster and her classmates, she thought it was all finally going to be calm, Riley had other ideas "Why didn't you tell me your class was filled with morons and idiots?! Is there anyone else besides you with more than a single brain cell?!" (Maki wasn't present on the first lesson that morning) "Just my luck I'm bound to a single being with more than one brain cell." (Aura's got like eleven or ten and half, Maki has like six, but she kept quiet, enjoying Riley's dissing everyone else) "You call this a math book?!" (points to an almost empty sketchbook filled with doodles) "Yes." "Don't you dare to smack me against anything!" *During P.E Riley definitely switched consciousness with Aura on more than one occasion, resulting in the werecat taking the hits instead ("I warned you.") *They both, by some miracle, completely decimated the whole class in dodgeball *Also Riley finally learned how to control Aura's tail while in her body, (she still couldn't walk thou) "Can someone get me a ductape? I'm really losing it!" (Lenny after Riley completely proved her wrong during an argument, Aura just sat there, facepalming the whole time) "Hah! And you thought Maki and I were exhauting to listen to?!" (Aura totally received a slap from Riley after that) *Aura and Riley were definitely acing all the knowledge tests (except Art history, "Why the fuck a subject like that exist?!" "Stop complaining you don't have to pass final exam from this." "They're making you take a final test from this?!", Aura still got an A, somehow) *Also they both were polite at first (the first five minutes), only having a silent conversations between themselves (it was broken by the time Lenny and the rest of her crew arrived, "Oh shit what is that?!" "A puppet? Look I've already explained it like four times so just ask around." "Is it alive? It looks dumb." "Watch it blonde-meatsack!" "Riley!!") *Aura was sitting alone in front row (no one wanted to deal with her while Riley was present, not after Lenny got the first taste of Riley's bad temper) *Riley then totally proceeded to yell at Smokie (sitting behind them, always asking Aura some questions, usually about something stupid), spilling everything she found in Aura's mind (some stuff was pretty nasty, but she totally [not] skipped these parts) to the rest of the class "I swear she didn't get it from me!" *Aura then proceeded to sit with Maki the following days (Riley actually started to like her, for having some brain cells) *Things really got wild after Riley 'met' Aura's former teacher who casually insulted (like she usually does and did back at the studio) Aura's work both of them (yep Riley finally learned how to walk in Aura's body, took only feeew falls down the stairs) worked for two hours ("It's plain, it lacks anything interesting, you didn't do anything with the promt given to you.") *It took Aura's entire energy supply to decline Riley getting into her mind again and beating the teacher up ("I'm not letting myself get into trouble because of you!") *It didn't stop the puppet for snapping at her thou, ("Sorry, I can't control what she says."), making everyone stare at Aura *Riley proceeded to talk back to almost everyone *The only ones who didn't received Riley's (rather harsh) feedback were Aura's head teacher and Maki (and Natty, but Riley never interacted with her) *Lenny that week learned many new words to insult people with (Riley practically worded Aura's thoughts out loud, but the werecat won't admit it in the slightest) *Yeah by the end every teacher required Aura to tape Riley's mouth or keep her in check, even her classmates prefered it *By the end of the week Aura was actually talking only with Maki, Terri and Riley in her mind *Aura and Riley got really close by the end, Aura calling Riley 'mom' once ("I know mom, stop worrying." came reply after Aura's body accidentally slipped and almost fell off a ladder) by pure irony *Didn't stop the scientist replying with "I can't help it, honey." Making Aura chuckle *At that point Aura didn't have a single idea that Riley definitely started to see her as one "I'm really fucking surprised my sanity survived this."

(end of the week/ before the fire) *As promised Aura helped Owen bring the puppets to life *She turned them into humans ("Wait, you meant like a living puppet creature things, my bad. Do you...do you want me to undo it?" "No, this is...actually a way better. They can move by themselves now.") *After that, with Buddy's help (who surprised everyone except Owen and Riley, "He's bigger than Rosco!") Aura gently brought Rosco to them, Buddy helping, before turning him into a living dog (she used most of her energy, he was almost the same size as Buddy) *She had to use Riley and Buddy for support to not fall for a while "I made a promise to Riles." She explained afterwards ("Stop with the nickname!") *Afterwards Aura bid everyone farewell, promising to be back after weekend ("Don't you want to stay overnight? Or I could take you home." "Sorry, thanks for the offer, but I already promised Buddy I'll take him for a ride once we've finished here. Poor boy was upset all week because I couldn't take him for wild rides with Riley attached to me. Let alone fly and soar up above." "He can FLY?!") *Rosco and Buddy quickly became best buddies that evening *Aura stayed for few hours, explaining everything (and threatening Mortimer to give her the book back) *She also didn't want to leave Riley behind that soon, but she'd never admit it

(the fire)

*It wasn't entirely Riley's lab accident that started it (altough she definitely made the fire accelerate by having almost all her chemicals - she made Aura pour some of hers away and bring them to her, close by)

*She was distracted by thinking about a certain werecat, while Rosco was playing with a ball nearby

*She totally won't admit she missed being near Aura already

*Daisy accidentally left her oven turned on with a wooden rolling pin on it (she thought it was turned off in her defense)

*The two fires quickly spread across the studio (thanks to Nick's oil paintings scaterred around)

*After Owen (who fell asleep in his office after talking/playing cards with Mortimer and the rest) Aura arrived first "Sometimes I put some dangerous substances in my bag and forget to take them out at the lab, so I make a fire detecting devices I leave in my workspaces in case of emergencies." She explained making sure Riley wasn't nearby to hear

*Riley of course heard her thanks to the psychic link (screw you strange voodoo mind link!)

*Aura never heard the end of it ("So irresponsible! I can't believe you'd do something like that! Do you have any bit of idea what safety measures means?!")

*Buddy practically had to drag Mortimer, Daisy and Nick out before the fire got them

*Rosco dragged Riley out despite her protests ("Aura's still inside!")

*Buddy also saved Scout from the flames (the only felt puppet that wasn't burned)

*With combined work they managed to put the flames out (Aura staying behind to secure the place leaving Buddy to restlessly pace in front of the inferno while Riley was nibbling on her nails)

*Aura, much to everyone's shock, came out ten minutes later, dragging some things she managed to save, covered in soot, but completely unharmed ("It's the fur, it's fireproof for some reason, no one's sure why or how that came to be, but it's definitely handy. It's probably genetic or my shapeshifting evolved into survival skill, or karma wanted to make something nice for me since my brother is some kind of fire elemental.")

*She imediately changed Scout into human as well

*Daisy then proceeded to almost adopt Scout, much to Riley's surprise ("Hey, how come you're the one being the only one who's able to adopt her?!" "Because I'm kind, motherly, loving and you already have Aura." "What?!")

"Because Daisy is nice and not a screeching harpy unlike someone." (Yeah Nick had to jump away to dodge one of Aura's posters being thrown his way)

"I spent hours and most of my sanity on this. I'm not leaving it to burn here until I beat my teacher's head with it."

*Riley totally pulled Aura into tight hug before lecturing her how 'reckless' 'stupid' and 'incredibly insane' she is ("You could've killed yourself!" "I just told you that's impossible!")

*Aura promised to help repair the studio, "I'll bring my brother and Mikey to help fix this. I'd blackmail Simon into it too, but he's...kinda creeped out by this whole ordeal."

*She offered everyone a place to stay (the Tower, "Hey it's big enough. And I'm sure there's enough space for five (six) more.")

"Stop in the office building by ten."

(coming to live with Aura and the others) *Riley was surprised as hell at the similarities between the set props and Aura's actual lab ("I used my lab as an inspiration while working on the sets.") *Simon almost got a heart attack after coming to the workspace (their little office like setting the pack resides at) and seeing the four puppets (and Rosco) there "So it wasn't some crazy fever dream." *Director Fury offered Riley spot on Aura's research team and in her laboratory ("We could use some more mature person to monitor those three.") *Martine wasn't happy with that decision, ("We're already dealing with one reincarnation of a fucking Mengele and you want us to take in another one?!") *Anyways despite Martine's snarky grumbles, Riley was given the spot *Aura started to regret it imediately after entering the lab, Johnny meeting her on the stairs "What is this mess?!" (what followed was a ten minutes explanation about what happened earlier, and that it's always this way) *Riley practically bans Aura from doing anything around her own lab ("You're not touching anything until you've put a lab coat on, missy!" "You can't order me aroung here, it's my lab!") *Despite her protests and arguments Aura was forced to put on her lab coat *Riley joins Martine in teasing Johnny and Aura about their relationship (they're close friends, really close friends, Johnny dates Lana and Aura friendzoned him so he wouldn't get hurt by her broken psyche; Martine doesn't believe them a bit) *Rosco and Buddy cuddle on the floor/in Buddy's soft bed *Meanwhile the rest (Nick, Daisy and Mortimer) meet rest of the pack, and several other people working there *Sly is practically overjoyed upon meeting them *Simon almost jumps out of window upon seeing them *Owen hangs around too, just waiting for Aura to finish the lab tour (He, Mortimer and Jack play cards for a bit, Mortimer and Jack cheating) *Jack totally calls dibs on Mortimer being his card-buddy *Buddy and Rosco starts to play together, accidentally knocking over metal shelves, uncovering a hidden passage behind it *Riley definitely explores it, arriving in Aura's secret lair ("What is this?" "A place I go to when I want to be alone.") *Aura imediately has to explain the layout, while making sure all the traps are deactivated as Rosco runs around curiously, Buddy joined in momentarily just to watch out for him "Just don't open any metal boxes, there's small doze of plutonium in each." *Riley proceeded to call the dibs on working with Aura down there ("someone needs to keep an eye on you") *Johnny and Martine didn't even bother to stop her *After several hours Aura finally took the group (minus Riley, she stayed behind with the boys, much to Martine's annoyance) *Owen then left the puppets in Aura's care (going to deal with the executives about the fire) *Each of the puppets get their own room (Daisy on the middle floor, one with a large kitchen nearby, Nick besides Matthy's and Matthy's art studio [pole-dance practice room] and Mortimer one in lower floors with large library and magic tricks storage) *Thanks to coming few hours later, Riley was the last one to choose "That's alright. I've actually planned on taking Aura's spare room anyways." "Wait what?! Who gave you permission?! That's my atelier!" *Aura quickly learned to watch her movies in her room (Riley came upstairs just as she started watching Hostel, things turned awkward very quickly) *Rosco held Aura hostage while Buddy and Riley moved Aura's stuff out of the spare bedroom ("Put that down, you overgrown lizard!") * The two spent the first evening/night on the couch watching The Pianist ('safest' movie in reach, Aura wasn't too keen on continuing the Hostel with Riley being few inches away) *Aura let Riley borrow her light blue dress for the night (a formal party to celebrate newcomers to their family)

(the party) "Everytime someone new enters our ranks, they have to go through a test." "A test of knowledge?" "Nah usually just to drink/eat something disgusting" *After minute of pondering the trio decides on marshal Malinosvkij (a lit up vodka shot) (Riley totally became horrified by their choice, well most of the guys around [minus the pack members] were) *Aura picked the drink up with just her mouth (yeah she totally made Riley almost faint, and gained several mortified stares coming her way) *Matthy got Nick totally drunk by mixing whiskey into his wine *Daisy became quite close with several of the women (mainly Billie and Franny) *Buddy was ordered to keep a close eye on Scout (and other kids/underage teens) *Sly proceeded to force Aura (already tispy) to a drinking contest *Aura easily won, despite Sly having all the advantages *By the end the only ones not drunk were Riley (she made it her goal to keep an eye on Aura), Annie (she was tipsy thou) and Willow (Meadow made her promise not to touch any alcohol that night) *Rosco had to help drag Aura back up *Buddy carried Nick on his back, while also dragging Matthy behind him *It was the first time Aura called Riley 'mom' (unironically) (Riley never let her live that down despite Aura protesting she can't remember a shit from that night) "Thanks, mom."

#oc #hello puppets #headcanons #my oc

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yan-twst · 4 years ago

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hello! may i please request non yandere headcanons of Lilia dating a busty!female!mc who is really affectionate, and unintentionally squishes him between her boobs? i love this smug, itty bitty, fae. thank you!!!

she/her pronouns used for darling here

warnings: none, really? it’s not nsfw at all, but uh boobie talk i guess?

lilia vanrouge

ohohohoho

lilia doesn’t mind his height at all- sure, he might not be the tallest man out there, but he’s too old to be caring about that. besides, he’s never seen a disadvantage to his appearance; he’s eternally young and adorable, right?

with his darling he has to agree his height is yet again proving to be quite useful

lilia isn’t crude by any means, but he’s not easily flustered either. doesn’t his darling know he’s seen a lot of things in his long, long life?

instead of getting flustered and awkward whenever his darling hugs him and he’s squished into her breasts, he’s actually more smug about it

can he be blamed? it’s soft and warm and it’s also his darling’s chest. what more could he ask for, really?

due to his height, lilia is used to hugs not being entirely ideal. the valley of thorns doesn’t really have any customs to hug people to greet them, but he has traveled a lot and met a lot of people from different cultures. usually he’d just kind of angle his body to the side a bit to avoid having his face right against the other person’s body, especially if they’re taller than him, but...

well, with the sheer force and gusto his darling hugs him with, he often doesn’t get the chance to do so- not that he’d do it, really (if he’s going to have a good hug with someone it has to be with his girlfriend)- but she just squishes him with so much affection he finds his face pressed into her chest with every hug

he might tell her to be a bit more aware of what she’s doing- after all, it is pretty awkward for everyone else when she just comes up to him in between classes and his classmates have to witness him being squished into his girlfriend’s chest. he doesn’t mind, but he has to imagine his darling might not want to have others seeing that kinda thing

he might not become a flustered mess, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t affected by that kind of thing either

he’s lucky his darling is quite affectionate, because he’s always left feeling quite fired up after one of her hugs. it’s almost a given he’s gonna sneak a heated kiss right after she does that- hell, if he’s free, he might sneak her into some corner to make out

he feels like a young teen all over again, sneaking around with his girlfriend and getting bothered by a hug. to be fair, it is a loaded hug (as in, a faceful of titties kind of hug, which is not a regular hug), but it still makes him giddy and doesn’t fail to make him amused when he thinks about how his girlfriend can make an ancient creature like him act like a teen boy with his first partner

#twst #twisted wonderland #lilia vanrouge #Anonymous

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megumis-lashes · 4 years ago

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Hi can I request Megumi with a very touchy crush

Megumi with a touchy crush HCs!

Fushiguro Megumi x Reader ^^

An: Hello! Sorry for the late response but I hope you can enjoy this anyways! Since it’s not specified I made this headcannons since that was easier! If you want anything different in future requests please specify at least: format, POV and gender! If you don’t I’ll just do whatever ^^

Contains: Touchy reader/physical contact, Megumi x reader, written with a female reader in mind but generally left as gn!, angst if you squint lol, possibly mistakes as my genius self is writing this at like 12am, just fluffff :) oh and you’re shorter than Megumi lol. (Oh and sorry if Megumi is a tad OOC in the drabble cuz his reactions can be tricky to write for 😅)

Word Count: 1.7k (I got carried away once again lol)

Soooo.... Megumi with a touchy crush? Sign me up!

Now we all know that Megumi is rather reserved and pretty straight forward so I think at first his reaction to your touchiness may be a bit awkward

Not awkward in the sense that he’s uncomfortable being around you but more as in he’s a bit.... shy

He’s not adjusted to receiving a lot of physical contacts so initially, he wasn't quite sure how to react

His overall awkwardness really depends on how long he’s known you

If he just met you during high school he would probably be a bit shocked at how comfortable you were with casual physical affection

While you would think nothing of it and treated practically everyone you knew (and were comfortable with) like this, Megumi would still be surprised

While Yuuji and Nobara would adjust to your touchiness quite quickly, Megumi would probably stay blushy about it for a month or so until he wouldn't think much about it anymore

it’d be a bit different if he knew you for a while or even knew you as childhood friends

Typically being touchy doesn't become a habit overnight sooo he’d be a lot more used to it and barely think about it

I don’t see him as one to openly accept or adjust to physical affection without being a bit shy

He’d probably tease you or question you about it from time to time and be one to begrudgingly accept affection

Totally be one to act really annoyed by your touchiness but in reality, he treasures the soft moments away from danger

All of this would change when he realizes he has a crush on you though :0

Cue blushy, awkward Megumi and oblivious you featuring another oblivious idiot, Yuuji, and an all-knowing Nobara

Megumi isn’t one to develop crushes immediately or overnight since he must value that person’s personality most of all

He thought of you as purely platonically within these first few months of knowing you untilllll his brain just clicked

He was like.... ‘Oh shoot... I have a crush....”

Having a crush is refreshing for Megumi but also quite distracting with how touchy you are

Instead of just ignoring the affection or casually playing it off, Megumi forgets how to react

Now he knows that deep down he really likes receiving affection from you cuz he realized how he likes you more than just a companion or classmate

Cue Megumi being 10 times more awkward than usual

Normally if you were to walk up to him and throw your arm over his shoulder playfully or something like that he’d either ignore it, pretend it's not happening or just playfully shove your arm off his shoulder

Now he just freezes and is like ‘oh what to do’

Would be that person who googles ‘how to act normally around your crush’ but at the same time think its stupid and stop reading the article like five minutes in lol

He’d probably have one of two reactions:

Cease to function and just stand awkwardly still or

Awkwardly pull away

...

Now as much as Megumi pretends to hate your touchiness, you do know that he’s okay with you playing around so this reaction is pretty unusual

You probably are a little confused as to why he’s acting like this

Like huhh????? I thought we were good?????

Cue Megumi continuing to be awkward for a while

Everyone became more awkward than usual since that day because the friendly atmosphere was put off due to Megumi being even more closed off than usual

He practically avoids you at this point

Ofc you start to feel bad about it

Like did you do something wrong??? Take it too far??

Touchiness has always been in your nature and seeing someone react so sharply to it makes you feel insecure about your habits so you lessen the touchiness within the friend group

and everyone notices

Yuuji misses your playfulness and Megumi is simply overwhelmed and lost within his own thoughts and emotions

Nobara is the most.... suspicious

While examining Megumi lately (not in a weird way she swears) she noticed the sudden change in behavior

That’s when she realized ‘Does the Fushiguro Megumi have a crush????’

Ofc her curiosity gets the best of her so she just has to question Megumi

So she does

After a small mission the team had gone on, she asked Megumi to talk

‘So promise to answer truthfully.’

‘Yes I promise”

‘Do you have a crush on Y/N?’

“Huh’ Megumi deadpans. This came out of nowhere

As much as he wishes to play it cool and dismiss the girl’s thoughts, he physically cannot and instead goes into blushy cannot function mode

Nobara takes notice to this immediately

‘Aha! So I was correct! Take that Yuuji!’

Yes they totally made bets on this

Once again Megumi is lost

‘Huh? Bets on what?”

‘Bets on what?”Are you seriously that oblivious? On your crush! It’s so obvious it’s painful!” She sighed dramatically

Now Megumi is even more lost

Like sure he was confused about where his crush stands but he wasn’t aware that he was obvious????

Nobara goes on to explain how stiffly he reacts to your touches and how his blush doesn’t really go unnoticed

She also explains how you were moping around lately cuz you thought you made him uncomfortable

Shocked at this new found information he rushed out of their real quick to go... idk possibly confess but be more focused on apologizing

AN: Here’s a quick scenario in first person of how that would go since I have zero self-control :0

I was settled on the small bed in my school dorm room. Placed upon a stack of pillows was my laptop, through which played whatever random Netflix show I chose. It didn’t really matter what it was as the media was quickly discarded by my mind and treated as background noise. My mind was swimming with rather..intrusive thoughts. As much as I wanted to relax and shut off my mind for the night I simply couldn’t. My thoughts continued to drift back to a certain ravenette and the issues that had circled around him for a while now. Fushiguro Megumi, a boy I met a few years back when beginning jujutsu. We were friends... or at least I considered us friends and I had taken quite a liking to the boy. Despite his distant and rather closed off personality, I had developed a casual and comfortable bond with the male... or so I thought. All changed when he started acting strangely, almost as if I had hurt him or bothered him a little too much with my habits. Admittedly I was a bit hurt over Megumi’s actions but I was more confused. I had always been touchy, so why the sudden reaction to it?

As if the world was messing with me, a knock sounding from my dorm room door shook me from my train of thought.

“Coming!” I quickly pushed the blankets and began walking towards the door. The person behind that door was definitely not who I was expecting. Behind the door stood Megumi Fushiguro, pacing lightly as his hand slightly ruffled his hair.

“Megumi?! Did you need something?” It was strange to see Megumi at my door as it was nearing 9 PM and he was usually one to avoid unnecessary intrusions.

“Oh hi Y/N. Sorry to bother you so late but I’ve come to apologize..” He explained, carding his hand through his hair nervously.

“Apologize for what exactly?” I questioned.

“For how I’ve been acting lately..” He stated. I shook my head.

“Ahh about that... I’ve been meaning to ask you something..” I mumbled. “Megumi.. do I uhh.. make you uncomfortable? I mean I know I’m kinda touchy and I’ve noticed that you uh don’t-”

“No no no! That's what I’m here to clear up about... Look it's not what you think! You don’t make me uncomfortable I’ve just been too focused on my own thoughts to realize why you may think that...’ We’re both way too oblivious’ or at least that’s what Nobara says..” He trailed off. I sighed in relief. I was happy, albeit a bit confused but still happy that he didn’t despise me.

“Ok ok.. I’m glad you don’t hate me at least!” I smiled, throwing my arm around his shoulder as I did in the past. “I do have one question though!”

“Ask away.” He quietly chuckled, finally at ease in my touches.

“What do you mean ‘we’re both oblivious’? And what does Nobara have to do with this?” I questioned, leaning my head onto the taller male’s shoulder. His eyes widened a bit as he glanced away awkwardly.

“Well, you see... I don’t really know how to say this but..”

“Just spit it out already!” I playfully slapped his back.

“I have a crush on you...” He mumbled looking away.

“....huh” I deadpanned. “That’s why you were awkward all of a sudden? All because you like me? Wait you like me?!” I shook my head, leaving the casual embrace we had settled into.

“Yeah... that’s not a bad thing is it?” He questioned, once again rubbing at his neck nervously.

“No no of course not!” I waved dramatically. “I’ll let you know that I like you too! Quite a lot actually!” I chuckled thinking of Nobara’s words. “Now I understand what she was saying about obliviousness... Now that I think about it you were sooo obvious! I'm ashamed that I didn’t notice sooner.” I sighed, coming down from my small laughing fit.

“ Hey well, I didn’t know how to act! I was trying my best ok....” He mumbled. I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his left cheek, chuckling at his blushy reaction.

“Don’t worry about it! I mean we cleared everything up didn’t we?” I pondered.

“So uhh.. do you wanna be my girlfriend then?” He questioned, looking as flustered as ever.

“I’d love that!” I smiled. Glancing at my watch my eyes widened.

“Hey, it's getting late! Why don’t you come watch Netflix with me yeah?!” I pulled the ravenette into my dorm, leaving him little time to respond. That night we drifted off together surrounded by the noise of old Netflix movies and warmed by the feeling of love.

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isisparker · 4 years ago

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based on one episode I’m seeing complaints (on different forums, mind you) in regards to the new A Love So Beautiful.

one of the big complaints I’m seeing about the new ALSB is that Heon (the male lead) is a lot softer, a lot sweeter, than Jiang Chen and that takes away from the development of the male lead’s journey. because Jiang Chen’s coldness melting away if he kept it up, he wouldn’t have been able to keep Xiaoxi in his life. and I get that. I get that’s a valid reason.

but also what does that say about us wanting yet another cold male lead who is only nice towards the female lead? I get that’s a trope but sometimes it gets tiring considering the barrage of other dramas that are like that.

plus honestly I love Jiang Chen, but the only reason I instantly softened towards him (and didn’t fall into SLS despite how great a guy Bosong is) was because I didn’t read Jiang Chen as a “cold male lead” but an anti-social (which is hella funny considering his furture occupation), closed off and awkward tall dork whose kryptonite is an adorable firecracker. and yes Jiang Chen was blunt, that he wasn’t open with his feelings, and sometimes his teasing bordered on questionably mean, but he wasn’t your standard “cold male lead” because he wasn’t intentionally cold to everyone. anti-social does not equal cold. to me, Jiang Chen’s journey wasn’t about “melting his cold behavior” but being more open to Xiaoxi despite years of being unreadable and closed like a book.

based solely off the first episode (and some of the promotions I read), one of the big differences they’ve made with Heon is that, unlike Jiang Chen, his anti-social behavior doesn’t come off as intimidating but more gentle. and you can totally see that Heon is a lot more more approachable than Jiang Chen [plus honestly I know that the height difference between the male and female leads are supposed to be apparent, but Jiang Chen legit TOWERED over his classmates, much less Xiaoxi. his height played into the intimatidating anti-social aspect of his personality. Heon is definitely taller than Sol-i but he doesn’t look That Tall compared to the other kids]. Heon being softer and more approachable than Jiang Chen was seems to be a con to a lot of viewers, but I see it as the kdrama’s spin to our male lead’s anti-social/unopened book personality. Heon reads as socially awkward and that can serve just as well a stumbling block between him and Sol-i as Jiang Chen’s closedness to Xiaoxi was.

#a love so beautiful #a love so beautiful 2020 #a love so beautiful kdrama #a love so beautiful netflix #kdrama #alsb 2020 #listen... i didn't see the complaints on this site #it was on other sites that I saw it #so far tumblr fandom seems okay with the fluff and sweetness #i'm just-- attached to heon already okay?#i really doubt i'll get sls in this despite #also finding dae sung wonderful sls material #but heon is my son okay?

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fandomlovingfreak · 4 years ago

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Take Two (3/?)

Fred Weasley/Reader

Rating: E for everyone (unless you don’t like physical fights and the mention of blood. Also there is slut shaming but I do NOT condone that behavior! Adrian is an asshole. Do not slut shame women!!!!)

Word Count: 2638

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Summary: Quidditch rivalries can cause tension between the houses but nothing is like the rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Fred Weasley and (y/n) take Quidditch rivalries just a bit too seriously.

Disclaimer: Fred Weasley (George Weasley, any of the Weasley Characters, Harry Potter etc) is a character from Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling. I don’t own Harry Potter or any of it’s characters, and I do not profit financially from any of my posts. (This is a transformative fair use work in accordance with Section 107 of the United States Copyright Act.)

Enjoy

It's weird to have worked beside Fred all night long and to have succeeded in being around each other civilly, at least for that moment. Maybe we could get past the tireless arguments at last. I was doubtful on the Quidditch Pitch much would change, as we are both quite competitive, but possibly all other parts of the school grounds... we could be something similar to friends.

I pass him in the hallway, giving him a small smile, to which he returns.

"Why the hell are you smiling at Weasley?" Carina whispers loudly.

I shush her, "I'm not doing anything!"

Carina raises her eyebrows, suggestively, "Well... he grinned at you."

I shove her away gently, "shut up."

"What happened last night? You got back so late."

"We cleaned the Trophy Room. That's it."

"That's it? You sure are acting friendly if that's all you did."

"We did nothing but polish dirty trophies. Let it go, Carina," I roll my eyes.

She hums in the back of her throat, not really believing it even though it was mostly the truth.

***

At lunch, Adrian talks loudly to some of the younger Slytherins. I find myself thinking how obnoxious he is, creating a commotion to impress the girls around him. As if he can tell I'm annoyed with his theatrics, he grabs for my hand, attempting to get me to talk about one of our dalliances.

"Stop it, Adrian," I shove him away.

"C'mon (y/n)," He tries to shove his face into the crook of my neck in a much too friendly way.

"Stop," I move away from him on the bench feeling incredibly uncomfortable with the way he's touching me. Not to mention how he's openly talking about our personal involvement.

Adrian rolls his eyes, "don't be such a prude."

I frown, anger bubbling in my chest, "I'm not a prude. You're talking about something you shouldn't." I growl back at him, moving to get up from the table.

Adrian snorts, "Don't act like the rest of the school doesn't know how you are, (y/n)."

"Excuse me?"

"I wouldn't be surprised if you were fucking that blood traitor Weasley."

That's the last straw for me, "What did you just say to me, Pucey?"

"I said you're a bit loose--"

The crack of my textbook hitting flesh resounds around the Great Hall. I can't say I regret it. The sound was satisfying, and the look on his face was hysterical.

"Did you just hit me?" His voice comes out squeaky. I have to suppress a laugh.

"I don't know, did I?"

"Miss (y/l/n)!" I hear McGonagall's voice behind me, "put that book down this instance." Exhaling the last of my rage, I set the book down on the table.

"Yes, Professor."

"What is going on here?" she asks, looking between Adrian and myself.

"It was Adrian's fault!" One of the younger girls speaks up. I whip my head in her direction, surprised she's taking my side when she practically worships at Adrian's feet. "he was saying something awful about (y/n), professor." I look towards McGonagall, hoping she can tell it was the truth. I know I'll still get into trouble for hitting Adrian, but hoping McGonagall can see what the girl said is true.

"What did he say to you, Miss (y/l/n)?"

Oh, I wasn't expecting to have to reiterate what Adrian said, "um... Professor..."

"Tell me what he said." Her eyes are stern. I look down at my feet, "he called me loose ma'am--" I feel the tears of embarrassment blossom in the corners of my eyes. I try to will them away; nothing Adrian Pucey said to me should make me cry.

"Mister Pucey, is this true?" McGonagall's voice has a hint of annoyance to it.

"Of course not!" Adrian lies between his teeth.

"He's lying, Professor!" Another girl says.

"Mister Pucey. Are you lying to me?"

Adrian glares at me for a beat, "I said it."

Professor McGonagall purses her lips, "detention both of you. Ten points from Slytherin each," I try to protest this, "and you Miss (y/l/n), you will serve detention with Professor Snape, while you Mister Pucey will be with me." She looks like she's going to walk away, but she pauses, "and Mister Pucey. If I hear you're saying such things to or about any of your female classmates again, your punishment will be much more severe. Do I make myself absolutely clear that that sort of language will not be tolerated inside these walls?"

Adrian again glares, "yes, ma'am."

McGonagall nods once before turning and walking away. I pause, glancing around the Great Hall. Everyone appears to be watching, even the Gryffindors. I spot Fred's eyes on me.

Humiliated from the entire exchange, I calmly walk out of the room with my head held high.

***

"Detention again?" Carina looks at me with disbelief. Up until this year, I hadn't found myself in detention once. I always put Quidditch first. If I had to miss practices, how would I keep my spot on the competitive team?

I had to wonder now if I was jeopardizing my spot with my reckless behavior currently, "I know it's bad. But Pucey deserved it. He called me... loose. I should never have slept with him, Carina. He's such a--"

"He's an asshole. How dare he? He's lucky he got to come near you at all!"

"What if he convinces the rest of the team to kick me off the team?" My eyes widen, suddenly terrified by the idea. It's not above Adrian Pucey to go out of his way to ruin someone else's life.

Carina snorts, "Pucey doesn't hold a candle to you as a chaser! They'd be idiotic to kick you off the team over him. We wouldn't have a chance without you (y/n), but we can definitely win without him."

"I should've just walked away--" I regret everything now. The look on his face was definitely not worth being kicked off the Quidditch team.

"You're going to be okay. I promise," Carina hugs me, "how did the rest of the Great Hall react?"

I put my head in my hands, groaning, "They all were staring. There's no way the entire hall didn't hear everything..."

"Who cares what they think?" Carina tries to comfort me again.

"The entire Gryffindor table was staring... it was so awful. I'm going to live in the shadows from now on--"

"Oh, calm down. You're going to be fine. If anyone found the situation funny... I'll hex them into next week."

***

Carina convinces me to go to class after another couple of minutes of self-pity. I try to keep myself busy with listening to the teachers and disappearing into the swarms of students before anyone can say anything to me.

Deciding to take a shortcut through one of the courtyards, I notice a horde of students gathered in a corner.

"Why are you defending that slut?" I hear Adrian's voice ring throughout the crowd.

"Don't call her that!" Fred's voice roars back.

Oh fuck.

I run towards the commotion. George being quite a bit taller than Adrian, is visible from the back of the crowds. I try to push through my classmates to get to the front. There is no way in hell I'm letting Fred and Adrian try to murder each other.

"What the hell are you two doing?" I run into the middle of them, trying to push them apart. They keep trying to hit each other, even with my body trying and failing to keep them apart. "Stop it!"

"Get out of here (y/n)." Adrian hisses at me as his fist collides with Fred's face over my head. Hot blood gushes from Fred's nose as his own fist comes for Adrian's face.

I collide with Fred's chest, trying desperately to get him as far away as possible from Adrian. "Stop it, Fred!" I spot George on the inside of the crowd of students. I call for him, "George, please help me!"

He nods once, coming into the circle and pulling Adrian away from his twin.

Adrian sneers at me as I try to keep Fred on the other side of the students, "That's right, keep your little boyfriend away. He's lucky all he got was a bloodied nose."

"Yeah? Why don't you come back--" Fred tries to push past me, but I hold on to him with all my strength.

"Fred, stop! He's not worth it."

"Not what you said last week when I--"

"Shut it," George growls at Adrian.

Adrian shoves George off of him with a sneer, "whatever. She's not worth it, mate. I wouldn't waste your breath on that one." What the fuck is he going on about? Adrian and some other Slytherin boys push through the crowds.

Seeing as the action was over, the crowds slowly trickle back to doing whatever they were doing before the fight. George shakes his head in Fred's direction before walking away with Lee.

I look up at Fred. His breathing is still ragged, like an enraged bull. That's when I see how much blood was trickling down his face and onto the front of his shirt.

"You're bleeding," I reach towards the cut, but he pushes away my hand.

Fred frowns, "Why do you care?"

I frown back, "Shut up and let me tend to your stupid face." His eyes widen before he sits down on the half wall so I can look at the damage.

Again, I reach for his face. I think the blood is only coming from his nose, but I'm not entirely sure. It's dried a bit on the bridge of his nose, but I suppose that's from him wiping at the blood with the back of his hand.

"Looks like it's going to bruise," I gently touch the red skin under his eye. I realize I'm relatively close to him as I inspect the bruising. Embarrassed, I pull away a tiny bit, "sorry."

"Sorry for what?" His brown eyes are impossible to look directly at.

"I-- never mind," I go back to tending to the cut. Bunching up the sleeve of my sweater, I dab at under his nose. Fred winces. "Oh, did that hurt?"

"A little," he admits, "but don't ruin your sweater because of me."

"It's just a sweater," I shrug as I gently wipe away some more blood from his lip. "Do you mind if I use a spell? You're bleeding quite a lot."

"Go ahead."

I nod, taking out my wand, "Sarcio volnero." Thanks to the handy healing spell I had learned over the summer, I watch as the wound repairs itself.

"Where'd ya learn that?" Fred asks curiously.

"Picked it up this summer from my mum," I say casually, still checking to see if the spell ultimately worked.

"Did it--is it healed?" he asks, touching his nose.

"Looks like it. You're still covered in blood, though," I motion from his nose to the top of his chest.

"No spell for that?" he smirks.

I roll my eyes, "Unfortunately, I've never had to clean up so much blood with magic before."

"That bad?" He chuckles.

"You look like something out of a horror movie," I roll my bloody sleeve up.

"A what?"

"Oh, sorry. I forget that some of you don't know muggle stuff. It's a genre of film... a-- uh moving picture of sorts."

"Why do you know muggle stuff?" He looks genuinely interested to know. Weird, I thought everyone knew I was somewhat of a sore thumb in Slytherin being a half-blood.

"I'm a half-blood. My mum is muggle-born."

"Oh," he doesn't look disgusted. Honestly, he doesn't look like the information affects him in any way, which is nice. I know his family is pureblood, and I've learned that you can never tell how they'll respond to this sort of news. Draco Malfoy's disgust was proof enough of that. "Do you do a lot with muggles?"

I snort, "You could say that. My mum's whole family is muggles, mind you. I spend a lot of time with muggles."

He looks at me, thoughtfully, "I never expected your mom was muggle-born."

I cock my head, "why would you? It's not like there's some physical identifier. Besides, I'm a witch. What does it matter if I'm not pure or whatever." I wave my hand around, dismissing the idea of blood purity.

"That's not what I meant," he rolls his eyes, "I just meant since you're in Slytherin."

"Trust me; it has caused me a lot of problems."

That has him instantly frowning, "Who's giving you issues?"

"I don't need you to fight my battles, Weasley." I toss my head. Definitely don't need some chivalrous Gryffindor to play knight in shining armor for me. The idea makes me want to hurl.

"Don't be stubborn. If they're giving you issues I--"

"You can what? Cause a commotion by physically assaulting my housemates? No, thank you. I don't need or want you to inflate your already unbearably large ego over me."

Fred purses his lips, "It's hardly about you."

"Yeah?" I give him a look, "Who is it about then, Frederick?"

"It's... the principle. Slytherin's can't just go around acting like blood purity is this-- all-important thing. It's sick."

I snort, "Really? Slytherin's are this-- force of evil, but your blatant prejudice against an entire house of people you barely know is relevant? You don't know me or anyone in my house because you and the rest of you Gryffindors refuse to give us a chance. We're not as bad as you think."

"Fat chance you'd give Gryffindor a chance! Name a Gryffindor you're friends with!"

"Well, your sister, for one. We had Charms last year. She's delightful. Clearly can't be related to you!"

His face goes red, "You're friends with Ginny?"

"Yes, I am Fred Weasley! I have the emotional capacity to see past someone's bloody house!"

"What does that mean?"

"It means you're an ass! A complete and total ass!" I'm practically yelling at him in the corridor of the courtyard, but I can't find it in me to care. He is an ass, and it's about time someone screamed it at him. Maybe it'll get through his thick skull for once.

"I can be friends with anyone from any house if I bloody wanted to."

I'm fuming. Absolutely fuming, "Now that's comical! You can't even have a normal conversation with me without it ending in a screaming match! And to think I just fixed up your ugly mug, and this is how you repay me? You're a joke, Fred Weasley." I turn on my heel, entirely over him and his attitude. For a moment, we were civil, and he ruined it, I think bitterly to myself. So much for detention and how I thought we had fixed something between us.

***

Fred POV

I feel my neck burn under her words. She wasn't wrong. I could never seem to get through a conversation with her without it turning into a mess. And she was right, she had fixed me up, and I hadn't even thanked her.

I shake my head, not willing to feel sorry for myself over this.

"I need to get cleaned up," I mumble to myself, eyeing how much blood was on my shirt. It was disgusting.

I do regret fighting Adrian, but what he said about (y/n) was disgusting. I fucking hate Slytherins. They think they can say and do whatever the hell they want without repercussions. I couldn't help but threaten his life when he said those things about her. She wasn't some-- I should've just kept to myself. It wasn't worth it in the end.

I stalk off to my dorm. Can't walk around the halls like I'm in one of those--what did (y/n) call it? Horror movies? Whatever the hell that was.

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slugtranslation-hypmic · 4 years ago

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important question that's been bugging me for a while. since hypmic plays in a female powered society.. does that make everything like..our world but reverse? so that guys are more often oppressed and girls are more likely to be predators, taking what happened to hifumi (like men are more likely to us) and stuff like that? (or like if we imagine everything genderbent and apply our society to that) sorry I hope this is not too triggering. love your work!

This is a delicate question. I am going to put my answer below a cut. Topics included: sexual predators, misogyny, assault, kidnapping, the mistreatment of male sexual assault victims

I don’t think that I’m necessarily the best person to answer this or examine this. I’m not educated enough in this particular topic. However, I have tried to give it as much thought and respect as I can.

The Question of Female Predators

This is a very complex topic. Female predators are already not uncommon in the world we live in, so I guess the question of whether there would be more or less female predators depends on what factors contribute to people becoming a predator.

I could be entirely wrong about this, but I think one factor that causes a lot of fear of being preyed upon is the size difference between most AMAB people and AFAB people. Obviously, there are millions of exceptions to this rule, but AMAB people generally tend to be taller, more muscular, and broader than AFAB people. The majority of AMAB people are also men (whereas the majority of AFAB people are women), so on average, an altercation between an untrained man and an untrained woman is not likely to end in the woman’s favor. This isn’t going to change in the world of Hypnosis Mic.

It’s the societal factors that would change. The Center for Hope and Safety says, “A sexual offender generally believes he is better than other people and so does not have to follow the rules that ordinary people do.” This is a stance the Party of Words elevates. The Party constantly practices “othering” and promotes themselves as an elite group. Only they are allowed to enter a certain area. Only they are allowed to write the name of their ward in kanji, whereas every other location must use the foreign-looking katakana. ARB events frequently feature Party members shoving characters around from place to place with no explanation, as questions are not allowed. Only the Party can know what’s going on. Using this as a guideline, I think it’s very possible for predators already within the Party to use this as an excuse for being a predator. “Men are worthless, so I can abuse them.”

You could argue that the Party is founded on the principles of safety for women and non-violence, but the Party is also very hypocritical. Its promises of safety are only for the party itself; it puts on painful gladiator battles to turn a profit and purposefully cause infighting to keep the Party safe. Ramuda even suggests (and I have no reason to disbelieve him) in TDD 12 that they have a stockpile of weapons as well. The Party doesn’t care for anything but itself and staying in power.

So yes, predators within the Party are probably more likely to abuse their power, but would the shift towards a female-dominated society create more female predators? That’s a much harder question to answer. I am not remotely equipped to speak on what causes someone to become a predator. I do, however, think that societal norms can enable predators or foster mindsets of fright against certain groups.

In the world that we live in, it is very possible for men in certain areas to sexually assault or otherwise mistreat a woman and be applauded by their communities. Think of online communities such as “The Red Pill” or “Men Going Their Own Way”. Such communities believe that women deserve this mistreatment, and while these are very extreme examples, this same mindset permeates a lot of global societies. Even on a small scale, a lot of men tend to make casual sexist comments because we were raised with the notion of this being socially appropriate. And there’s the issue - it’s inappropriate, but it’ll continue to be socially appropriate as long as we don’t continue to challenge ourselves, challenge our friends, and raise our children with better standards of accountability and respect. These social changes do not happen in the blink of an eye, and I highly doubt that a single three years with the Party of Words in power would change that.

Similarly, a lot of girls in our societies are taught (both consciously and subconsciously) to defer to their male peers or even to fear men in positions of power. Once again, unlearning this and teaching future generations more positive standards does not happen overnight. I doubt that most women in the Hypmic universe are able to make radical shifts of thinking and acting over the course of three years. Furthermore, I doubt that many men are really taking the Party’s misandristic words to heart. None of the main characters seem particularly bothered by Ichijiku calling them barbarous fools on the regular; it’s an annoyance, sure, but that’s it. We’d have to see the Party in power for a much longer time to witness any large societal changes.

Additionally, the world inside Chuuouku and the world without are quite different. While Chuuouku boasts state-of-the-art architecture and technology, the rest of Japan gets by like normal, if perhaps in a bit shabbier fashion than to be expected for this futuristic world. Men and women seem to still fit into stereotypical gender roles in much the same way that they do today. Doppo’s bosses are all men; the majority of doctors we see are men, and the nurses tend to be women. While some of Jirou’s female classmates seem to be especially assertive, male and female students get along in the same way as we would expect to see in our world. Women are still kidnapped and trafficked by primarily male yakuza. The former military looks to be exclusively made up of men. Progress moves slowly, so I think we can assume that the Japan outside of Chuuouku is approximately our modern Japan.

One of the major issues in examining this topic is that we see so little female-male interaction in regards to sex or romance. Ramuda and Hifumi are the only characters (that I can think of off the top of my head) who have any on-screen sexually/romantically charged interactions with women, but probably because this is a series largely marketed towards women, these interactions never go beyond light, impersonal flirting. To really take a look at how predators and assault may be featured in the Hypmic universe, we would need a much larger sample size. That being said, I’d still like to examine two case studies: Nemu and Hifumi.

Nemu

The two driving forces of Nemu’s character are her rejection of violence and her desire to have personal strength. The first of these is probably rooted in her childhood, from living with an abusive father, witnessing his violent murder, and witnessing the subsequent suicide of her mother. Samatoki doesn’t appear to have any resources for dealing with his own processing of these events, and he turns to violence and emotional outbursts as a way to channel his feelings. This violence continues to wear on Nemu, but she can still withstand it under normal circumstances up until the moment she is kidnapped.

Nemu cites her kidnapping as an example of her weakness, when in reality, it is an exhibition of anything but weakness. She remains calm throughout the entire ordeal, comforts Jirou and Saburou and keeps them hopeful, throws her shoe at Genchou, and offers him to cut her fingers off if that means the others will be spared. Nemu isn’t weak – she is a hero. She is a seventeen year old girl who lost both parents at a young age and has witnessed horrifically traumatic situations, yet she keeps her head during a hostage situation and acts with courage in order to keep everyone else safe.

Nemu calls herself weak not because she thinks she’s weak for anything she did during the situation, but because the situation happened to her in the first place. She is victim blaming herself for violent assault. This isn’t a logical position, but it’s a very understandable position for someone with her background. Unfortunately, Samatoki doesn’t have the knowledge or resources in order to help her process her trauma safely, and his own coping mechanisms only set her off further.

Nemu isn’t mentally weak, but she is very emotionally vulnerable. Even without the Party’s hypnosis, an offer from the Party would be too tantalizing to ignore. They can promise her a world in which suddenly she has the power over everyone else and where violence is not practiced. An offer like this is impossible for her to ignore. Even though the Party are the ones putting her in jeopardy again, they implicitly promise her that she can never be hurt again. For a young, brave, powerful girl holding in so much pain, that promise is everything she’s ever wanted.

As mentioned before, the Party doesn’t care about stopping violence. In fact, it encourages infighting among its civilians. If Nemu were not in an emotionally vulnerable position, she could see that and reject the Party’s offer, but that’s exactly why the Party targets her and not any of her peers. Imagine how many other young girls in similar situations fall prey to the same trap. These girls need healing and positive environments, but they are fed propaganda instead.

Hifumi

I don’t talk about this much because it’s a very uncomfortable subject for me, but the way Hifumi is depicted is a real tragedy.

We don’t know the details of what this particular girl did to Hifumi, but we do know that it continues to impact him over ten years later. We know that Hifumi developed his coping strategy on his own, seemingly without professional help, and that without it, he can’t begin to live even an approximation of a normal life. The illustrations of him encountering a woman show him hiding, cowering with his neck covered, or crying. He looks to be in genuine fear of losing his life. Consider being this afraid of half of the population and how frequently he must encounter women in his daily life: on the street, in the grocery store, on public transportation. Without the jacket, Hifumi’s life is a nightmare.

And yet the canon source material frames it as a joke. The humurous background music in ARB and Hifumi’s exaggerated gestures in the manga show that his fear and discomfort is a punchline. This would definitely not be a funny gag with the genders reversed (a woman sobbing in fear and running away every time she sees a man), so it is a travesty that this is the stance the authors continue to take.

The world we live in is, generally speaking, not kind to its male assault victims. Misogynistic attitudes create an environment in which it is shameful for men to admit that they were assaulted, especially by women. It should not be a punchline when one human being hurts another, and it is wrong and sexist beyond all belief to perpetuate the idea that women can’t be cruel, violent, and manipulative just as much as anyone else can.

I would like to hope that Hifumi’s case isn’t indicative of all Hypmic universe male assault victims, but I don’t think that’s the case. Hifumi definitely has access to mental health resources, considering that his roommate does, but there is no evidence that Hifumi has ever come forward to ask for help about this issue. This is probably a combination of Hifumi’s internal shame and an unsupportive environment. While Doppo does help Hifumi navigate daily life around women, Doppo’s facial expressions suggest he considers the matter a nuisance. He threatens to take away or withhold the suit when Hifumi’s coping method annoys him, and otherwise doesn’t seem to take Hifumi’s distress seriously. Jakurai appears to be more supportive, but he doesn’t ever offer additional help or resources to Hifumi beyond what Hifumi already has. In fact, the majority of Jakurai’s interest in the subject seems to be around examining Hifumi like a case rather than as a person needing assistance.

It’s also probably a result of the faux macho attitudes that are rampant within the Hypmic universe. Hypmic men are bound by a multitude of ridiculous expectations that I always feel like an idiot translating. “Men don’t cry.” “Men don’t get stuck feeling disappointed.” Absolute nonsense. Men can and will do anything, just like any other group of people. It’s far more productive to encourage men to be their best selves, respectful and helpful to themselves and everyone else, than to feed into this sort of behavior which implies the hideously false “men can’t be assaulted”.

This all results in Hifumi living a double life and only being able to remove his façade in the safety of his own apartment or with his two friends. That’s a miserable existence, and while Hifumi appears to be cheerful enough, it’s sickening to see that this is supposed to be comedic.

The Question of Male Oppression

The Party of Words does institute laws to oppress men, but this oppression is fairly ridiculous. Yotsutsuji says that men are taxed at a higher rate than women and that men aren’t allowed into certain areas (such as Chuuouku, I presume). Despite these challenges, the majority of Hypmic universe men seem to lead pretty normal lives. As mentioned above, the professional fields still appear to be dominated by men, and male-on-female violence doesn’t seem much different from how it is in our contemporary world. These laws aren’t making a significant change in male lives, so they must be made to impact women. Yet these are token impacts only, as they don’t in any way actually make the lives for non-Chuuouku women any better. By making this an “us against them” deal, the Party is able to make more women sympathetic to their cause and cause more infighting (thus distracting people from “us against the Party”) without actually having to make positive changes for anyone.

These laws also aren’t the reason why rebel groups exist. Consider the motivations each character gives in TDD 11. Ichirou mentions a lack of central law and regulations making it difficult to keep loved ones safe. The infighting that the Party promotes via its rap battles allows for power-hungry individuals like Mozuku to take over whole areas and instate whatever rules they want, no matter the cost to the citizens. Samatoki is frustrated by being directed to fight when he can’t see a good cause; similarly, Ramuda is concerned about the effects of the fighting on the neighborhoods they pass through. Even with non-lethal weapons, a country in constant conflict is not one in which its citizens can prosper. Jakurai is concerned about inequalities between Chuuouku and the rest of the country. He mentions in FP/M 15 (which we’ll have up in a few days for you to see for yourself) that he’ll use the prize money from winning the DRB to provide medical care for locations that the Party can’t or won’t supply with aid. Later in the chapter, he drives away from the spectacular, futuristic city of Chuuouku back into a Tokyo marked with graffiti and squalor. Even the male citizens don’t care about how they’re treated as compared to their female counterparts; they care that everyone is suffering together under the Party’s poor governing.

The Party has never sought to oppress men and elevate women. The Party’s goal is to elevate itself and oppress everyone else. The gender inequality is as much of a diversionary tactic as the Division Rap Battle.

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imaginingsoftly · 4 years ago

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Baseball Trivia - Josh Anderson

Type: Y/N insert shorts, strangers to enemies-ish to lovers, series

Requested: No

Warnings: standard swearing

AN: This will be a shortish four part series. It’s complete, so I’ll put the next one out Wednesday.

She was never going to an athletics conference again. There was too much testosterone and not enough actual conversation about their field, and was now the biggest waste of $300 Y/N had ever spent. In a room of 250-plus communications directors, she was one of maybe 20 women, and all of them had somehow managed to get themselves seats in a clump on one side of the room. Y/N, on the other hand, ended up in the row with all the washed-up college athletes that were convinced they could still play. The guy on her right was rambling on about how hard it was not to check out the female athletes to the guy on her left, who was agreeing emphatically. Fucking assholes.

BU’s communications director was on the stage rambling on about keeping social media current, like he had any fucking clue how to do that. Y/N knew for a fact he didn’t even know how to post to Twitter, let alone how to run an effective page. Honestly, most of the keynote speakers were useless. Having 20-plus years in a field like athletics communications didn’t mean much besides knowing most of the other people who had also been there for 20-plus years. The actual job had evolved tremendously in the last 5 years, let alone since they first came into the field. It wasn’t just about writing press releases and keeping track of records any more. They were the people who wrote articles about the teams for the athletics website, the ones who live-tweeted games and kept the social media pages current and innovative. Y/N could almost guarantee most of the speakers didn’t even know how to send a tweet.

The two assholes on either side of her grew tired of being sleazy, and decided to torture her instead. Y/N took a deep breath when she noticed their attention turn her way. “So, sweetheart, what exactly do you do?” Y/N rolled her eyes. Those fucking assholes were really going to call her sweetheart?

She cut a glare at asshole #1 on her right, and he actually flinched a little. “First of all, don’t call me sweetheart.” Asshole #2, the one on her right, actually snorted, and Y/N raised an eyebrow at him as well. “Secondly, I’m the Senior Manager of Communications and Media Relations at UBC in Vancouver. I coordinate the press for all of our athletic teams, as well as organize all of the social media pages and our website.” The two were silent, and Y/N smiled slightly. “So what do you boys do exactly?” BU’s director finished talking before either one had a chance to answer, and it was almost too bad. She was looking forward to watching them flounder. Really, her job was a big deal. To be the person in charge and also be a female was a big deal, but to also be her age was pretty big too. At 26, she should probably still be working a low-level job, probably just now getting out of the internship stage. Senior management was usually relegated to guys like Mr. BU, who was old enough to be her dad, but hey: she was good at her job.

Cam, one of Y/N’s classmates at BC, was thankfully waving at her from his spot in the back of the room, and Y/N slid away from her seatmates without a goodbye. Hopefully she’d never have to see them again. “So,” Cam called out as Y/N got closer, “was it enlightening?” Cam laughed in response to her eye-roll, and Y/N pulled the taller guy in with a laugh. It was nice to see him again. After BC the pair had gone their separate ways, and now they were on opposite coasts. Cam was fortunate enough to find a job close to home in New York, while Y/N had found herself on the far side of the continent in Vancouver. It was weird, after being together almost constantly for four years, to see each other maybe once a year, but it had worked out for the best.

“Listen, Cam, the guys on either side of me spent the entire time talking about checking out the college girls. They were older than us.” Cam reacted appropriately, making a gagging noise, and Y/N was again thankful to have a person there with her. “Any chance I can get you to go out tonight?” Cam made an apologetic face, and Y/N groaned. “No, you have to come with me so people leave me alone.”

Most of the time, people assumed they were together and guys left her alone. If he wasn’t there, guys would be bothering her off and on all night, and she never attracted the good guys. She was a magnet for married 40-somethings who liked younger women. “Sorry, babe,” Cam said apologetically, “but my flight leaves in like 2 hours. I’m headed to the airport like now.” He reached out his arms for a hug, and Y/N grudgingly obliged. “I am excited to see you in the city in a few months, though!” The two smiled at each other, and Y/N walked with Cam until he reached the bus taking a ton of the conference attendees to the airport. “Have fun, Y/N. Go be wild for the night.” He kissed her on the cheek with a smirk, and Y/N shook her head at him as he climbed onto the bus. She would go out that night, Y/N decided, and she would deal with those men if it meant doing something spontaneous for once.

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The bar looked welcoming, in a part of the city that looked a little less young and crazy than the part near the conference and her hotel. Distance from universities, Y/N had learned, meant everything when it came to bars. The ones close to Ohio State had been wild, and full of college kids. Definitely not her scene. This bar, on the other hand, was perfect. It was homey, sports memorabilia on the walls and country playing from the speakers. Y/N got a beer from the bartender and settled in on a barstool, staring up at the television screen above her. It was playing a replay of the Blue Jackets game from earlier that day, a Sunday matinee performance that had turned into a minor brawl with the Penguins.

She sat in silence for almost an hour, waving for another beer about 45 minutes in. At one point three men threw themselves onto the barstools next to her, arguing emphatically about some video game, but they thankfully left her alone.

At some point the argument between the boys had become goofing around, and then they began arguing again. “I’m telling you, man, the Yankees were the first ones.” One of the guys mentioned baseball, and Y/N’s ears perked up. Baseball was her favorite sport to work at UBC, even if the guys could be even more cocky than the hockey boys, something she’d previously thought impossible.

Out of the corner of her eye Y/N saw the guy next to her shake his head in disagreement. “No way, man. I think Toronto was the first team to retire a number.” Oh, sports trivia. Y/N smiled. This was her specialty.

“Technically,” Y/N interrupted, “The Habs were the first professional sports team to retire a number.” The trio turned to look at Y/N looking confused, and Y/N caught the eyes of the guy who’d mentioned the Yankees. He was pretty, with blue eyes that somehow managed to be kind and intimidating at the same time. She held his stare as she continued speaking. “If you were talking about just baseball, then it was the Yankees. They’ve also retired more numbers than any other professional sports team.” Y/N trailed off as the three continued to stare at her wordlessly, and she smiled nervously.

It was starting to get awkward when one of the guys finally spoke, and Y/N almost slumped over in relief. “How the hell do you know that?” The guy that spoke, whom she now recognized as Seth Jones, was starting at her disbelievingly. Actually, now that Y/N thought about it she recognized all of the guys. Boone Jenner and Josh Anderson stared at Y/N on either side of Seth, and Y/N sat up a little straighter. Athletes. She knew how to handle them.

She shrugged in response to Seth’s question. “I’m a sports fan. I like random facts like that.” Y/N held out a hand. “Y/N. Nice to meet ya.” Boone grabbed her hand first, and Y/N relaxed at the sight of his smile. There was something welcoming about him. Seth followed suit, gesturing at the other two guys. “I’m Seth. That’s Boone, and this,” he shouldered Josh, “is Josh. We’re also sports fans.” Y/N smiled at the three of them, and Josh reached out his hand to her as well. His hand was warm, and she found herself caught up in his eyes again.

“It’s nice to meet you, Y/N,” Josh said, and Y/N had to fight to break his gaze. “Are you from the area?” She shook her head and looked away to clear the fog that had taken over her brain. “I’m from out of state,” she said. “I work for a university’s athletics department, and I’m in town for a conference.” She answered what would probably be their next question quickly. “And before you ask, yes I knew who you guys were. Baseball has my heart, but I do love hockey as well.” The boys all looked at each other and grinned.

Boone clapped Y/N on the shoulder, and she smiled up at him. “It’s nice to meet you, Y/N. So outside of knowing more about sports than everyone else, what do you do?”

Y/N laughed. “I work in athletics communications. We’re in charge of social media for the university athletics, coordinating press, stats, all that fun stuff.” The guys were all nodding like they knew what she was talking about, and she laughed a little. “You know the promotional videos and other random crap that gets posted on social media?” They all nodded at that. “I’m part of the crew that designs those. I’m the person who live-tweets games. I’m also the person who decides which reporters get to talk to our athletes and which athletes are going to be available for pressers after games.”

Seth whistled. “That’s a lot of shit Y/N, how the hell do you manage all of it?” She waved her arms. “No,” she laughed, “I don’t do it all alone. We have interns that help, I just need to make sure that everything gets done right. I actually have an intern that developed a concept for an absolutely incredible intro video for our women’s hockey team this fall that I can’t wait to help her put together.” The guys all nodded along like they were following. It was refreshing to talk about her job with people who kind of understood what she was talking about, outside of the people she worked around all day.

The conversation moved on from there, and eventually Boone and Seth left the bar, the latter leaving with some girl while the former headed home alone. Josh remained, hooked on the increasingly drunken words coming out of Y/N’s mouth. At some point they had moved on to embarrassing stories about themselves, and after Josh shared a story about biting it in front of his new team Y/N only felt it was fair to share her first-day horror story. “So I’m sitting there thinking I’m doing a great job, like maybe this internship was gonna work, when I get a text from my boss.” It was her biggest mistake as an intern, and really her biggest mistake in the field period. “It turns out I was live-tweeting the hockey game on the women’s basketball page.” Josh had the appropriate reaction, widening his eyes and gripping the hand Y/N had settled onto the bar top between them.

“No!” He exclaimed, throwing his head back when Y/N nodded in response. “What did you do?” He was genuinely invested, and Y/N’s mildly drunk brain was having trouble computing that. Why in the hell did a professional athlete seem so interested in the behind-the-scenes world of college athletics?

It didn’t matter. She had a story to tell. “I totally panicked. Like I’m on the phone apologizing to my boss, who’s not yelling but sounds waayyy disappointed, and at the same time I’m trying to delete all the tweets. It was hands-down my worst day on the job ever.” Y/N met Josh’s eyes again, and the expression changed. They grew warmer, a little more fiery, and Y/N found herself leaning forward to meet his kiss halfway.

She was never going to be able to kiss someone like this again. The couple of other guys Y/N had kissed in the past were good, but Josh was wow. Granted, players generally had a good amount of experience in that department, but maybe that just meant she needed to kiss more players. It was pure passion, and Y/N groaned when Josh’s hand found its way into the hair at the base of her skull. He tilted her head back to kiss her deeper, and then broke away suddenly. “Please come home with me.” Josh’s words were whispered into her ear, his proximity sending fireworks through Y/N’s brain. There was no question. She was totally going.

Josh smiled when Y/N nodded in response. He slid a fifty onto the bar to cover their drinks and then some before grabbing Y/N’s hand and tugging her out the door of the bar and into the street. They were close to his apartment, a little less than two blocks away, and his hands were all over her as they stumbled up the stairs and into his place. It was modern, with lots of windows and some random abstract art she was sure he hadn’t picked out for himself, but that was the extent of the tour she got. He practically carried her into his room in his haste to get her clothes off, and Y/N settled in to enjoy the night. She had a feeling it was going to be a good one.

Getting out of Josh’s bed was the hardest part of Y/N’s night. Not only was it comfortable as hell, but the man sprawled across the sheets was tempting to cuddle with. If it wasn’t for her early morning flight Y/N might have stayed, maybe gone another round, but the flight was coming up fast and she still had to get back to her hotel across the city and then to the airport. Y/N paused as she exited the bedroom, considering for a moment leaving a note or her number, but then she decided against it. It’s not like they’d ever see each other again, right?

#josh anderson imagine #nhl imagine #nhl imagines #Baseball Trivia ML

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bvidzsoo · 5 years ago

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Cruel Intentions

Author: bvidzsoo

Warnings: lots of cursing and underage drinking

Pairing: Oh Sehun x female reader

Word count: 12, 348

Summary: You can’t control who you like. Sometimes, you fall for the wrong person. And most importantly, you can’t judge a book by its cover, and that’s where everything went downhill. You had the impression there was something between you and Sehun, that is until he lets his mask fall. He’s not how you think he is and you will end up regretting liking him.

A/N: There’s really much cursing, at least compared to what I usually write, so I hope that won’t bother too many people. Also, this is not one of my brightest stories but I always post what I write, even if I don’t like it. And no, there will be no part two because there is no continuation. Some parts are real events and so with this I kinda detached myself from the situation I was in :)) So there’s no, what’s next, because there’s nothing next.

Certain situations make you feel a certain way. Maybe if back then I would have stayed away, right now I wouldn’t be going through all this pain. I should have let it pass, the little crush I had on him, has literally started crushing me. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t study and sometimes it gets hard to breathe...because all I’m thinking of is, him. The way he moves, the way he talks, the way he feels, the way he laughs and the way he makes me feel when he’s looking at me. I have always wanted him, from the very first moment I lied my eyes on him, but I never had him. Never. Oh Sehun, the boy I wanted but never got.

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The bus ride seemed to be going on for forever. My ass was sore, my legs were sore and I couldn’t find a good sitting position anymore in my seat. Irene beside me wasn’t doing any better. She was sighing every five seconds while glancing down at her wrist watch.

“They do realize our last stop was almost two hours ago?” She whispered, however, not too silently as the supervisor turned around with a sharp gaze.

“I see what you did there” I said with a snort as I let my gaze travel to the back of the bus. Irene chose to sit in the front for some mysterious reason, close to our other classmates as well, while the kiddos were in the back. Well, not little kids, just younger than us. We are in our junior year but sometimes, thanks to the mentality of the younger ones, it feels like we are older than our actual age. The kids in the back were making chaos, loud music blasting through some speakers while shouts and laughs echoed over it. It was really bothersome. I was tired, irritated and with a coming headache and now I had to go to the washroom as well.

As if God heard my whining, the bus started to slow down and we were pulling off the highway, headed to a gas station. All the kids in the bus made an appreciative noise as the blaring music was turned off and everyone started pulling on their jackets and shoes, in my case.

“Finally” Irene sighed beside me as she pulled her long hair in a ponytail, “I think my bladder would have exploded if we didn’t stop here”

I snorted as I shook my head amused at her, “I told you not to drink all of the juice, but you didn’t listen to me”

“I never listen to you, you already know that” She rolled her eyes and jumped up just as the engine of the bus was turned off. My legs were so sore I could barely stand up and by the time I would have called out for Irene to start moving, as I was sitting by the window, my eyes met an empty seat. Looking out the window I saw Irene speed walking inside the shop searching for the washroom, no doubt. I snorted as I patiently made my way towards the open door, students pushing me from behind. I hate crowds and impatient idiots who don’t realize that by pushing we won’t get out faster. It’s impossible since there are two rows going down the same staircase to exit the bus door. I sighed as someone pushed me forward real hard and I looked back with a bored expression.

“Sorry” It was a girl I have never seen, probably a freshman, looking a bit embarrassed. I just nodded at her and went to walk down the few stairs as I saw the coast was clear when I bumped into a taller body. I groaned out of frustration but was taken aback when I looked up. The boy had sharp features, his eyes piercing and expression so cold, I actually, for the first time in my life, felt intimidated by his gaze. And his tall form wasn’t helping it either. What struck me was the fact that I had never seen this guy before. Was he a freshman? He can’t be, he looks way older than that. Maybe he’s some transfer student and that’s why I don’t know him. I cleared my throat and went to apologize for bumping into him but he just took a step back and motioned for me to go down. Speechless, I nodded at him in gratitude and quickly exited the bus, feeling a bit embarrassed. Who is this handsome guy?

After using the washroom, Irene and I walked around the shop, going to the back where it was full of the students and a few teachers here and there. Majority was smoking, as expected, and I crunched my nose at the horrible smell as a kid blew it towards me.

“Let’s go over to Seulgi” Irene said as she took a firm grip on my forearm and started leading us towards a group that was at the far end, far away from the other students.

“Ugh, they are so far from the bus” I groaned as I let Irene drag me around, “Why do we have to go to them?”

“At least we are moving our bodies, I seriously feel like I die a bit more every time we sit back in those seats” Irene complained and I couldn’t help it but agree with a loud hum.

“‘Sup!” She exclaimed once we were standing beside Seulgi, who jumped at the loud voice.

“Stop doing that” She groaned as she eyed us, her eyes lingering on my forearm, “She’s dragging you around again?”

“It’s not funny” I muttered while I pulled my forearm out of Irene’s hold.

“I told you to sit with me” Seulgi snickered, eyeing Irene playfully, “You didn’t believe me when I said it would be a pain in the ass to sit by Irene”

“First of all, I’m not a pain in the ass” Irene threw a glare at Seulgi as I looked at the group around us, “Secondly, no one wants to sit beside someone who drools on their seat mate”

Seulgi’s gasp was high pitched as I tried to swallow my laughter, eyes finding the handsome stranger from the bus. My eyes seemed to stay on him, drawn by an invisible magnet. And perhaps, he felt the same way because he didn’t break eye contact with me. I never keep eye contact with people, but in that moment, I simply couldn’t look away. I could finally take in his form. He was scarily tall, and this comes from a tall girl herself, back straight. His shoulders wide and legs long, with a lean body. He wore sporty clothes, perhaps to feel comfortable, but something was telling me it’s his style. His black hair was slightly messy, but not covering his forehead and his dark eyes were piercing. He looked like a hawk taking me in, measuring me from head to toe. There was this weird tingling feeling in my stomach and I knew, in that exact moment, that I was gone for him. I was, very, attracted to this handsome stranger. And yet, he was so scary with the cold look on his face, he looked emotionless. I wonder if he ever smiles.

“So yeah, anyways” Seulgi cleared her throat, obviously still embarrassed by Irene’s comment as she stood beside me, shoulders pulled back in pride, “They are new folks”

Seulgi motioned towards the group, handsome stranger included, and my eyes only now did land on Seulgi’s brother, Jongin.

“Hi!” I called loudly with a big smile and walked up to him, engulfing the younger boy in a big hug.

“I was wondering when you’d notice me” Jongin chuckled as he patted my head in a loving way. Two years younger, yet taller than me.

“Sorry, I was caught up in my thoughts” I chuckled as I let him pull me into his side, arm around my shoulders.

“More like, caught up devouring my friend with your eyes” He whispered in my ear, just for me to hear, and my eyes widened as I turned my head towards him.

“Jongin” I said in a warning tone, my laugh partly fake. He chuckled and winked at me as he looked towards his older sister and Irene.

“Well, now that Y/N over here” He squeezed my shoulder, “finally realized we go to the same high school, let me introduce you all”

I chuckled, cheeks a bit red, but to save myself, it’s only the start of the year and Seulgi never told me Jongin signed up to our high school!...neither did I ask him where he wanted to go. So going around the group, everyone told us their names and I found out they were freshmans. The handsome stranger is a freshman. Never in a million years would have I guessed. His physique looks way more mature. And the handsome stranger’s name is...Oh Sehun.

After going back to the bus, I couldn’t help but wish to be sitting a bit closer to the back, where Sehun was sitting as well. I could have sparked up a conversation with him, seeing as he was getting on well with Jongin. Maybe he asked about me. I made sure to turn around from time to time and glance in his direction, wanting to see his handsome features once again and I was pleasantly surprised to see him doing the same thing. Eyes still piercing but burning the back of my head every few minutes. I think I can say that there is a mutual physical attraction. Who cares if he’s younger...it’s not like I plan on doing anything with him.

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The music was blaring in the club. There weren’t many people yet, but we did arrive a bit early after all. Irene looked around for a place for us to sit at while Seulgi and I surveyed the place for any familiar faces. My eyes were quick to find the giant puppy, Mingyu, and I quickly rushed up to him.

“Mingyu!” I yelled over the loud music with a big smile and my classmate was quick to turn around.

“Y/N!” He said with a chuckle and scooped me up in his arms, quite clusmily as my jacket almost fell to the floor. I laughed loudly and tapped his shoulder. After placing me back down he grinned at me.

“Tonight’s going to be wild” He said with a smirk and I shook my head.

“Do you plan on getting shit faced...again?” I raised an eyebrow and Mingyu’s loud laugh boomed over the blaring music.

“That’s the plan, you know…” His happy expression fell for a bit as he looked around, “It’s our senior year, so I promised myself I’ll make the most of it”

“But getting drunk every weekend is not the best idea though” “I will pretend I can’t hear you, because mom already lectures me daily, so…” His eyebrows rose and I chuckled as I shook my head, “See you around!”

“Make sure to come and dance with us!” I pointed a finger at Mingyu warningly as he went to walk away.

“Who is ‘us’?”

“Irene, Seulgi and I” I answered with a laugh as Mingyu’s eyes widened and then he nodded quickly before running off. Irene was waving at me from a couch and I walked over, careful not to wobble in my high heels. I had the tendency to sometimes lose my footing when walking in high heels.

“Is Mingyu here alone?” Seulgi asked as she sat down, making space for me to place down my jacket.

“With his friends” I said as my eyes looked around for Mingyu, he was standing on the other side of the club, eating something from a table.

“He’s eating again” Seulgi said with a snort as I nudged her with my shoulder.

“Someone went hard tonight” Irene’s teasing voice sing songed in my ear and I pulled away with a shudder and a glare.

“Look who’s speaking” I fired back with a mocking scoff and Irene rolled her eyes. Her long hair was in a tight, high ponytail and she was wearing smokey eyeshadow. Her black leather pants clung to her legs tightly, hugging her ass nicely. Her crop top was of leather as well, the spaghetti straps holding her top together made me concerned a bit, they looked frail. And then her high heels only gave more length to her legs, making her look like a whole snack.

“I mean…” Irene pursed her lips as a small smile appeared on her lips, “There might be some handsome guys around”

“Look who’s out for fresh meat tonight” Seulgi snickered as I nudged her playfully and Irene only rolled her eyes at us. Seulgi was the opposite of Irene. Her sports bra was a fiery red color, matching her eyeshadow. Her light blue jeans had huge rips in them as they hugged her legs freely, showing off the fishnets underneath. Her heels were red as well and not too high, as Seulgi doesn’t enjoy her high heels being too high. Her hair was straightened to perfection, her bangs covering half of her forehead. Yeah, she looked amazing as well.

“You do realize this club will be full with mostly younger kids?” I raised my eyebrows amused at my two friends as they rolled their eyes.

“I thought you weren’t one that cared about age” Irene mocked with a high pitched voice.

“She’s right though” Seulgi spoke up as she shook the phone in her hand, “My brother just texted me they’ll be here in half an hour”

“It would be nice if your brother was older now” Irene said with a pout, standing up abruptly, “I’ll go buy myself a drink. Do you want any?”

“It’s too early for drinks, Irene” Seulgi’s eyebrows furrowed as Irene walked off, waving her hand at us. I leaned back into the soft material of the couch and looked at Seulgi, who was checking her social media.

“What do you want now?” She asked in a playfully irritated voice.

“I thought your brother wasn’t a fan of clubbing” I said nonchalantly, as if the thought just passed through my mind. However, I was thinking of how to subtly bring up Sehun. And Jongin was a good catch for that.

“He’s not really, but…” Seulgi trailed off as she placed her phone in her pocket and turned her body towards me, “His friends wouldn’t leave him alone, so he decided to come”

“Oh, so he’s bringing the whole gang?” I asked with a chuckle, dying to know if Sehun was coming or not.

“More like, the gang is bringing him with themselves, but yeah” Seulgi smiled, wiggling her eyebrows, “I guess Chanyeol, Wonwoo, Sehun and Jeonghan felt bored enough to come to this party”

I hummed with a smile, unable to ignore the way my heart picked up its rate. Sehun was coming, just as I was hoping for. That means tonight will be awesome and I didn’t dress up for nothing.

“Are you trying to impress someone?” Seulgi’s words brought me out of my thoughts, her lips pulled in a smirk.

“What?” I chuckled, waving my hand dismissively, “Definitely not...unless there will be guys around our age”

“Don’t dream of that, it’ll only break your heart” I chuckled and pinched Seulgi’s thigh lightly, “But your outfit is still fire, I knew you’d be turning heads tonight”

“We all are going to turn heads tonight, Seulgi” Irene’s loud voice called from above us, “I, unlike the two of you, pay attention to my surroundings and...I didn’t miss the stares we got”

“Stares from all the little boys, you mean” Seulgi said teasingly as she extended her hand towards Irene. Irene scoffed at her as she eyed her hand, “If I remember correctly, you said it was too early for drinks”

“Irene” Seulgi whined, her lower lip jutting out. Irene rolled her eyes as she looked at me, one eyebrow arched, “You look amazing...makes me wonder who you are trying to impress”

I scoffed and stuck my tongue out at her, sighing contently. Oh, I sure am going to impress him. I decided to go with a short skirt, one that reaches mid thigh once I’m standing, a dark purple color. My top was a turtleneck, see through, long sleeved top, tucked in. I had on a simple bra underneath, one that mom wasn’t too approving of, but I’m eighteen, I can finally dress however I want to. And my high heels were a dark green color, making my legs look amazing in them. I decided to curl my short, wavy hair and pin down my bangs on both sides. My makeup was simple, however my lips were a dark purple, matching the color of my skirt. We were ready for the night to start and I had a feeling this night would be a wild one and one of the best night’s of my life.

Two hours later the club was full of kids and the music was blaring through the speakers but I couldn’t care less as I moved my body to the rhythm of the music. It was perfect for twerking and sexy body rolls, and feeling Sehun’s eyes on me, I didn’t hold back even for a bit. Irene was whistling at me playfully and I couldn’t help it but laugh as I slapped her ass, swaying my hips slowly. The second Jongin and his friends made their apparition and our eyes met, I knew I was still whipped for him. And Sehun seemed taken aback for a moment, his expression not so unreadable anymore, as his eyes took me in from head to toe. I had to hide my smirk as I pretended I didn’t see him and went over to hug Jongin and playfully ruffled his hair. I greeted the rest of the group and then went back to dance with Irene and Seulgi who were shaking their heads judgingly at me, I have a feeling they know why I’m being friendlier with Jongin every time Sehun is around. And as the night was young, more people piled up on the dancing floor and I found Sehun closer and closer, until we were dancing side by side, yet making no physical connection. He seemed to be looking over at me every few seconds and because he wasn’t very subtle about it, and maybe I wasn’t too subtle with my smirks directed at him either, Irene saw our little exchanges and his hungry stares.

“I think I know why you bothered so much for tonight” Irene shouted in my ear as she glanced behind me, “He’s been eating you up with his eyes for the whole time he’s been here”

“You think I don’t know?” I asked with a laugh as we started jumping up and down to the beat of the music, “There is a reason why I’m showing off!”

“Have mercy on his young soul, Y/N” Irene said with an evil cackle and I couldn’t help it but look his way with a laugh leaving my lips. He was already looking at me, his piercing eyes lighting up the fire in my stomach. It felt amazing, I felt free and wild, a foreign feeling to me. The things his eyes made me feel...no one has ever made me feel like him before. It was thrilling and so I turned my head and goofily laughed around with Irene and Seulgi, careless for once in my life. And I was feeling like that all thanks to Sehun. In the dark room full of sweaty bodies, I felt like the most important person. I felt wanted, I felt like a star. And I felt like it was only the two of us in the room. I knew others were looking, I caught their stares but they meant nothing, because there was a boy who made me feel like never before with his eyes only. What if he touched me, what would he be able of doing?

“Aren’t your legs hurting?” Seulgi asked with her eyebrows furrowed as she looked at me. The pain was dull, nothing I couldn’t bear.

“No, I’m fine!” I shouted back and Seulgi sighed as she sauntered off to our table, joined a few seconds later by Jongin.

“I thought I wouldn’t be able to survive these heels!” Irene gripped my arm and pulled me forward, making my eyebrows furrow. Sehun had a nice view of me where I was standing before, now he might not be able to see me anymore.

“Relax!” Irene rolled her eyes as if she read my mind, “He’s coming to the front, that’s why I pulled you forward!”

“You are a lifesaver!” I said with a chuckle and Irene shook her head as she started swaying her hips at the same rhythm as I was. I smirked at her and hooked my arms around her shoulders as she placed hers around my hips and we started dancing in a small circle, swaying our hips sensually.

“I think he’d fuck you right now, if he could!” Irene shouted in my ear and I started laughing loudly as I looked up and made eye contact with Sehun. He stopped dancing and was now leaning against a table behind him. His strong arms were resting on the table behind him as his body leaned back, wide shoulders pulled back. He was dressed in black jeans and a black, form fitting, long sleeved top. I felt my heart jump and mouth water at the sight and I pulled away from Irene, continuing to dance as I looked away from him. His eyes didn’t move away from me though, he was piercing me with his gaze and as if he was a magnet, my eyes found his again. He looked so damn good in that moment that it took me all of my willpower not to jump on him and take him to the bathroom. For the first time in my life, I felt powerful and daring, so I did what I felt like doing. I held eye contact with him as I let my hands caress my neck and slowly dragged them down on the front of my body while making sure to sway in the most sensual way I could. His Adam apple bobbed up and down and his head abruptly turned away as he licked his lips, leaving me with a victorious smirk on my lips. I could play around with him all night long if I wanted to. Why does he not come up to me and dance with me? What is he waiting for? Does he think I would refuse him? After what I just did, I think he’d have to be really stupid to think I’d refuse him.

“I want fresh air!” Suddenly, dragging me out of my thoughts, Irene was gripping my arm as she spoke to me, “Do you want to come out?”

“Let’s take Seulgi as well!” I called back, my eyes glancing at Sehun again but he wasn’t looking at me anymore. I bit my dark purple colored lip as I let Irene lead the way back to our table. I waved at Seulgi to get her attention and then pointed at our jackets and made a walking motion. Understanding what we wanted, she took our jackets and rose from the sofa, with the jackets in her hands, and walked up to us. I took mine with a small smile and pulled it on, trying to ignore the urge to glance back and see what Sehun was doing.

Once we arrived outside I took in the fresh air and stared up at the dark sky. It wasn’t a warm night, but my body was so warm from all the dancing I couldn’t feel the chilly air on my skin.

“There’s so many people in there” Irene muttered as she took a seat on a bench, “I feel like sardinia”

“I hope you don’t plan on leaving yet” Seulgi said with her eyebrows furrowed as she snuggled into my side. I grinned at her before looking down at Irene.

“Of course not, it’s still early. We are staying here until dawn”

“Good, or else I might have just given up on our friendship” I chimed up with a playful glare only to get a smirk from Irene.

“Oh, don’t worry...” She chuckled as her eyes traveled towards the entrance doors, “We are not leaving before things are done”

I snorted as I leaned my head against Seulgi’s, who sighed contently.

“My ears are buzzing” She muttered, sounding sleepy. I guess the alcohol was making her sleepy.

“Sister!” A masculine voice exclaimed beside us and I yelped as Seulgi groaned.

“Asshole” She muttered, detaching herself from me to slap Jongin’s head. I grinned at the two, even though Jongin scared me to death, until my eyes fell on Sehun. My heart started beating faster and my body suddenly felt on fire again, all thanks to just one gaze.

“Hey” He greeted, voice clear and loud as he walked up to me.

“Hey” I offered him a small smile as I watched him stop and stand beside me. Irene pursed her lips as she eyed us before she was distracted by Chanyeol.

“Want a smoke?” He asked her and Irene smirked amused before shaking her head, “Anyone else?”

There was a murmur of no’s and yes’ as Jongin and Jeonghan took a cigarette. I glanced at Sehun, who was, not so surprisingly, already watching me and as if he read my mind he shook his head.

“I don’t smoke” He said, but not loudly, his face still expressionless. It felt so weird, talking to him, he looked like a wall. No emotions written on his face while it took you one glance at my face to know how I feel.

“How come?” I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by this handsome stranger, “Kids our age smoke to seem cool. Don’t you wanna look cool?”

I knew I sounded mocking, not on purpose, but it just came out that way. Sehun actually snorted and a tiny smirk appeared on his lips, “I didn’t know being cool meant destroying my lungs”

I chuckled and nodded my head as I looked up at him. I was wearing heels and yet he was still half a head taller, “Fair enough, I guess”

“The real reason is that I swim…” He cleared his throat as he glanced away for a bit, “I play water polo so I can’t go around and destroy my lungs for no reason”

My mouth formed an ‘o’ shape as I nodded slowly, eyebrows slightly furrowed. At least that explains his physique. Lean body, straight back and wide shoulders.

“That’s nice” I finally said with a smile, “Maybe I can see you playing one day”

He chuckled and nodded as his eyes found Jongin.

“Dude, let’s go back inside I really like this song” Jongin made big gestures as he threw his cigarette away. Sehun nodded and wordlessly followed after his friends, throwing a small glance my way before descending the stairs that lead inside the club. I sighed as I looked ahead, but Irene was sitting there with a smirk on her lips and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. I can’t believe I have a crush on a younger boy. How did I end up here…?

~~~

The weekend passed quickly and I was less productive than usually. My thoughts were busy about a certain boy, which was distracting me from my priorities. Checking his social media daily made me feel like a stalker, but I was honestly waiting for a follow. I mean, he spoke to me and he stared me down like I was a piece of meat...he likes me. I am one hundred percent sure of that, so what is he waiting for? Is he shy? Does he think I’m not interested because he’s younger? Because it’s really not the case, I really do like him and would like to get to know him. So far I know he plays water polo and is closest to one of his cousin’s, I found out through his Instagram. However, I do have his number and at first I was shocked when I saw it in my contacts but then realized I have it because last year our teachers created a group chat and made us save everyones number. I guess I forgot to delete them, which comes in handy right now, really.

Mornings were never my favorite, but today I felt motivated. I knew I’d see Sehun in school, so that helped me get out of bed and wash up in ten minutes...which usually takes twenty. I even got to school earlier, so I decided to pick Irene up, who lived one street away from our school.

“How come you are so early?” She asked when she got inside my car.

“I feel motivated today” I replied with a grin as I pulled into the school’s parking lot.

“Oh, that’s new” Irene looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

“Long story” I muttered, turning off the engine, knowing she wants to know what’s going through my mind.

“We have time, you know…” She trailed off with a grin and I sighed as I turned towards her.

“Well, it’s nothing important…” I shrugged and flashed her a small smile, but she just rolled her eyes.

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll try to guess”

“Go ahead, I’m sure you’ll never guess it right” I said with a snicker but it died out as soon as Irene spoke up.

“You have a crush on Sehun” She said seriously and my heart beat picked up. How did she guess? Is it that obvious?

“I--I don’t--how do you know?” I knew it was no use denying it, so I just sighed and closed my eyes.

“I’ve known you for a while now, Y/N” Irene said with a chuckle as she opened her door to get out of the car, “And I saw you at the party”

I quickly followed after her and locked my car, “Wait!”

Irene stopped so that I could catch up with her and as soon as I did, I clung onto her arm, “You can’t tell Seulgi”

“She’ll find out eventually and she won’t be happy that we didn’t tell her” Irene muttered as we stalked towards the entrance.

“Yeah, but her brother is his friend and we know Seulgi slips sometimes and--no one, no one, can know, Irene” Irene’s eyebrows furrowed as she glanced at me while we walked to our lockers.

“Why not?”

“Because!” I exclaimed, my eyes wide.

“That’s not a reason” She said with a chuckle as I let go of her arm so that I could open my locker, which was five lockers away from Irene’s and across the hall from Seulgi’s.

“Okay…” I sighed as I got out my maths notebook, “He’s younger, that’s the problem. And I don’t want the whole school to know about it...you know how kids are here…”

“Horrible? Yeah, I know” Irene said with a grimace as she locked her locker, “I won’t tell anyone. But it’s pretty obvious”

“How!” I slammed my locker shut alarmed as I looked towards Irene.

“Well…” Irene’s eyes traveled behind me before she was looking at me again with an amused smile, “Ever since Sehun and Jeonghan walked up to their lockers, Sehun has been throwing glances your way every two seconds”

“What!” I felt my cheeks heat up as my heart picked up, making me feel pleased, “Really?”

“Turn around...now!” I turned around and my gaze locked with Sehun’s before he quickly looked away.

“He likes you too” Irene said nonchalantly as she hooked her arm with mine. I couldn’t fight off the pleased smile that appeared on my lips, making Irene roll her eyes.

“I had a feeling he does” I muttered as we walked past him, his eyes on me but he didn’t greet me, which I was expecting him to do. It’s only right, we held a conversation already. But maybe he’s just feeling shy as Jeonghan and Irene are here, I can understand that.

~~~

Classes passed by quickly and soon it was time for lunch, the was Cafeteria buzzing with loud voices. I walked around aimlessly as my eyes searched for my two friends, who ditched me ten minutes ago, because they were too eager to find seats for us. We always share a table with our other friends, so I don’t see why they had to leave me alone. I sighed as my eyes skipped over the tables that were closest to the big windows. I looked confused at Jeonghan as he stood up and started waving. I looked around me and checked behind me as well, but when I turned back at him he pointed at me and waved me over with an amused smile. With furrowed eyebrows, I gripped my tray carefully and marched over, avoiding an idiot who almost ran into me.

“Ah” I chuckled when I saw why Jeonghan called me over. Irene and Seulgi were sitting at their table, both busy talking to someone. Irene and Chanyeol were arguing about something while Seulgi was frowning at her brother and...Sehun. I sighed and ignored the sudden warmness spreading through my body and plopped down next to Jeonghan, the only empty seat at the table.

“Hi, everyone!” I greeted with a small smile and everyone greeted me back, except for Sehun. His head snapped in my direction, he was sitting straight across from me, and he stared at me a second longer before returning to whatever conversation he was having with Jongin and Seulgi.

“Rough day?” Jeonghan muttered before taking a bite of his sandwich. He must have seen my scowl and I was quick to put on a smile on my lips.

“Well...just a sleepless night” I played it off smoothly, although it was a lie. I couldn’t fall asleep easily because I kept thinking of Sehun, but in the end, around 1 am, I still did.

“You stressed?” Jeonghan asked with a friendly smile and I chuckled as I shook my head before starting to eat my lunch.

Sehun continued to act as if I wasn’t even there, stealing one or two glances subtly. But being hyper aware of my surroundings, I couldn’t help it but see it every time he sneaked a glance, returning his gaze with my own questioning one. Irene observed and snorted into her juice when I blushed, realizing that she’s seen me basically drool at the sight of Sehun sitting in front of me.

My notebooks lay in front of me as I was chewing on my nails nervously, eyes glancing at my phone every few seconds. I was supposed to study for some upcoming exams, but my head was so filled of a certain someone, that I couldn’t concentrate on anything else. There was a nagging voice at the back of my head, telling me to open my phone and just text him. There was literally nothing I could lose, except for my dignity. What if he went around school showing I texted him? I didn’t want that happening. And he didn’t seem like that type of guy, but then again, I don’t know him. He could be the worst person I’ll end up knowing, you can never judge a book by its cover; and Irene screaming off my head half an hour ago wasn’t helping either. We were supposed to study through videochat, but I kept being distracted. Once she realized what was happening, she angrily told me to just speak to the kid and get over it and then she hung up. I sighed loudly as my eyes glided to my phone again. I’m not a pussy, come on Y/N, it’s just a stupid text. With a loudly thumping heart and slightly shaking hands, I scooped up my phone and opened my agenda. It really was now or never. I clicked on his name and started typing in the message.

‘Hey there! This is Y/N, from school. What’s up?’ Simple and a conversation starter. I licked my lips as I stared at the sent message, waiting for a few seconds before I exited the app and quickly dialed Irene.

“What!” She snapped “Did you fucking finally text him?”

“Yes!” I muttered breathlessly and I heard Irene huffing.

“Well it was about time, I’ve told you to stop being a pussy” I rolled my eyes as Irene went silent.

“So what if he answers me?”

“Then you start speaking, easy as that” There was an exasperated sigh from Irene before she continued, “You’ve spoken to boys before, why are you freaking out so much?”

“Because I like him a lot” I answered with a shrug, even though she couldn’t see me, “I feel like I’ve never liked someone this much”

“It’s just physical attraction, you don’t even know him, maybe he’s a scum” I huffed, playing with my pencil.

“Well obviously it’s physical attraction right now, but once we get to know each other it’ll work out” I told Irene quietly, trying to hide my dreamy voice.

“Don’t get your hopes up, Y/N” Irene said with a sigh, “He’s still a kid, he doesn’t know much”

“That doesn’t bother me” I shrugged, “He could learn from me”

“Sure, just be cautious for now, text me later I gotta study now”

“Okay, kisses” I hung up after Irene said goodbye and went straight to check if Sehun saw my message. He still hadn’t and I sighed as I picked up my notebook to bring it closer to my face and started reading the notes I took during Geography class, I really need to study right now and focus. However, my phone was about to lock itself when it suddenly illuminated by itself and I glanced at it, seeing that Sehun had seen my message. My heart started thudding painfully hard in my chest as I waited patiently for him to text me back, but there were no dots indicating he was doing just that. I kept staring at it until my phone turned black and shrugged thinking he was gonna answer me back later.

~~~

But he didn’t, not later and not the next morning. He fucking ghosted me and I was furious when I woke up. I felt humiliated and angry. I took the time and gathered my courage and made a step to start something between us, thinking maybe he was shy because he was younger and afraid to take the first step, but it turns out he didn’t even bother nor cared that I tried. I stormed through the double doors and went up straight to Irene, who looked at me startled.

“Why are you angry? You are not supposed to look like that…” She trailed off as she kept looking at me wide eyed.

“Guess what?” I chuckled mockingly and opened my phone before showing it in her face. Her eyes quickly skipped over the screen before she looked back at me with a grimace.

“Oh…” She muttered quietly with a pitiful face.

“Oh indeed” I chuckled angrily as I pulled off my backpack, “I got ghosted by a fucking snotty brat!”

Irene’s laugh echoed in the hallway as she followed me to my locker, almost running as I stormed off.

“Don’t laugh!” I snapped at her, feeling my face redden from anger and humiliation, “I have never ever felt so humiliated!”

“You shouldn’t feel like that, Y/N” Irene placed a comforting hand on my forearm once she realized how badly this was affecting me, I just wanted to hide all day underneath my covers, “You tried and you rock for doing that! He’s the idiot for not answering back the goddess you are!”

I chuckled as I looked at Irene with a grimace, “Thanks, but I still want to hide from everyone”

“Well listen, no one knows about this so you shouldn’t worry!” She put on a cheery smile and I rolled my eyes as I closed my locker.

“He better have not told anyone” I muttered with a glare directed at the ground, “I will destroy him if he did”

“Calm down horsie, don’t plan anyone’s murder before you are sure they actually committed whatever you are accusing them of” Irene said with a chuckle and I rolled my eyes while I leaned against my locker, eyes still on the ground.

“So, anyways…” Irene cleared her throat, “Chanyeol gave me a coupon yesterday, wanna go to the mall for lunch after school?”

“Is Seulgi coming too?” I asked, looking up at Irene while squinting.

“She said yes, but you can never be too sure. You know she always has something to do” Irene rolled her eyes as I chuckled. I opened my mouth to ask about why Chanyeol gave her a coupon but my eyes fell on Wonwoo and Jeonghan as they walked inside, with Sehun by their side. I almost marched up to them and called Sehun out, that until I saw the blonde chick hanging onto his arm.

“What the fuck” I snapped as I looked at Irene with a disgusted frown.

“Well…” Irene scratched her head, “That could be his sister”

“Right” I scoffed and rolled my eyes, refusing to look his way. I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of having my attention anymore. He fucked up yesterday by not answering me back. He couldn’t have been a bigger dick, but then he comes flaunting himself around with a blonde chick the next day, fuck snotty brats, I don’t need a little kid.

“Who’s sister are we talking about?” Seulgi showed up behind Irene with round eyes, looking around curiously.

“Of course, if there’s gossip you show up” I rolled my eyes as Seulgi shushed me.

“Hey girls!” Wonwoo greeted us with a smile and Jeonghan smiled while Sehun nodded at Irene and Seulgi before looking at me. I refused to look at him and greeted back the other two boys with a smile and a silent wave. Irene cleared her throat as she looked at me and I raised my eyebrows at her, well aware that Sehun was still looking at me even after they walked away and well aware that the blonde girl kept giggling as she hang onto him.

“So...who’s sister?” Seulgi spoke up again looking at us expectantly.

“Sehun’s” Irene answered and Seulgi’s eyebrows furrowed.

“He doesn’t have siblings” Her eyes skimmed down the corridor and fell on Sehun, “Ah...that’s his classmate and she has a huge ass crush on him, her name’s Taeyeon. Sehun is pretty handsome, so I can’t really blame her”

“Whatever” I scoffed loudly and stormed off with a scowl as Seulgi looked at Irene confused before they both followed me. Fuck Oh Sehun.

I slammed by locker shut, the loud sound echoing in the hallway. I gripped the smaller bag in my hands and took off towards the dressing room. We were having P.E. and I forgot to take my change of clothes with me in the morning so I had to grab it now, and I’ll be late now thanks to me being forgetful. The hallway was full of kids and I tried to dodge everyone as fast as I could as I walked down the hallway. Before I could round the corner, a hand on my shoulder made me halt and turn around. I was taken aback when I came face to face with Sehun’s cold expression. I took a step back, uncomfortable at the close proximity, he left no space between our bodies. I looked up at him without saying anything, a bit surprised at how tall he actually is.

“Hi” He greeted with his slightly raspy voice and I continued staring at him without saying anything, trying hard to hide how pissed off I was getting. He ghosts me and now I’m gonna be very late to my class, because of him. Fuck Oh Sehun.

“So uh--”

“I have class!” I cut him off, my voice louder than I was intending, “So if you don’t mind…” I gestured for him to move away so that I could walk away, since he had me caged against the wall, still.

“Well me too!” He snapped and I raised my eyebrows at him amused. Oh, now the little prince is getting pissed off? Poor boy…not.

“Sorry” He cleared his throat and then sighed, “I just wanted to apologize for not texting you back”

“Oh, yeah!” I chuckled fakely, “It’s no big deal. You don’t want to speak to me, I got the message, don’t worry”

“I actually want to speak to you” Sehun said awkwardly as he scratched his neck, “I was just really busy that day with training for an upcoming championship and then I forgot to text you back, I do that all the time! You can ask my friends!”

I tried to stop the smile that was threatening to appear on my lips and pretend I was upset, but I couldn’t help it. I have never seen someone looking so cute with their cheeks flushed. Sehun’s eyes searched my face and I smiled a bit and I saw him exhale shyly.

“Okay” I muttered quietly, feeling the butterflies returning to my stomach and heart thumping hard, “I understand...You must be really busy training”

Sehun nodded wordlessly and stepped back, leaving just enough space for me to leave. I looked up at him one more time before quickly departing, accidentally brushing against him and then practically running off with the biggest smile on my face and heart beating rapidly. God, why is he capable of making me feel all these kind of things…

~~~

I cheered loudly as the ball was at my cousin’s team and they swam towards the opposite team’s gate. In two minutes the game would end and so far the score was equal, one or two more goals and my cousin would win or lose.

Seungcheol, my cousin, has been playing water polo for ten years now. Today was a big championship he’s been training hard for the past three months. All age categories played today, but as he’s in the senior category, he was allowed to arrive a bit later than the juniors. And me being the loving and supporting cousin I am, I decided to give him a ride and cheer along his friends and family.

“Go! Swim faster!” My aunt’s shrill voice almost deafened me as she cheered for her son louder and louder. He was close to the gate now and as he passed the ball to his teammate, him scoring for his team. Everyone around us cheered loudly and I was one of them, by tomorrow I’m sure I won’t have a voice.

“Honey, I think tonight we are sleeping over at Y/N’s” My uncle said with a laugh and I looked at him questioningly.

“If they win Seungcheol will probably want to throw a party, I wouldn’t want to crash it” He explained and I started laughing.

“I’m sure mom wouldn’t mind, she’s been complaining about you not wanting to see her” I teased my uncle and he just rolled his eyes.

“My sister sometimes goes overboard, we had dinner at your place two weeks ago” My aunt tapped my uncle’s shoulder rapidly as the other team almost scored and made the score equal again.

“God damn it!” My aunt shouted loudly and she got amused looks while my uncle threw her a glance, “I thought they’d score again, those fuckers”

“Honey!” My uncle shushed her embarrassed as I started laughing quietly while shaking my head. My aunt always had a rather...libertine way of expressing herself. Whenever someone would tell her cursing is unladylike, she’d just answer bullshit and roll her eyes; that always cracked me up as a kid.

“Wooo! Go Seungcheol!” I cheered excitedly as there was a whistle blown and the match ended, Seungcheol’s team winning by one point difference.

“Oh, my little son” My aunt cooed as she ran down the stairs to reach her son as he climbed out of the pool.

“She’s so extra sometimes” My uncle rolled his eyes as he gathered his wife’s belonging and took off after her. I chuckled and followed after him, almost slipping on the wet floor when we got to the pool. My cousin saw me, of course, and started laughing loudly as he wrapped himself in a big towel.

“Shut up” I threw him a glare, “I should be laughing at you” He still had on his goggles and it made his eyes look bigger, like a fly, while his cap was already off and his hair stuck out in every possible way.

“Yeah, yeah” He dismissed my mocking quickly as he sent me big grin, “Seems like I won again”

“You did, I hope you heard my cheering”

“Of course, your voice is the loudest and most annoying voice I’ve ever heard, how could I not?” I raised my fist and threatened to punch him, I would have but his parents were watching us amused, so I decided to spare him the pain tonight. He did win after all.

“I’ll go and get changed” Seungcheol turned towards his mom and she nodded at him, my cousin waved at us and took off towards the locker rooms to shower and get ready to leave.

“We’ll head out to the car, you can wait for him here” My uncle winked at me before he took off with my aunt and left me standing awkwardly on my own. Great, I would have just gone rather with them than stand here alone. I looked around as I distanced myself from the pool, taking a seat on the first row benches. I was about to pull out my phone, when a tall shadow stopped in front of me.

“Hey” I looked up quickly and almost fainted. Oh Sehun was standing in front of me in a pair of swimming pants only and a blue towel thrown over his wide shoulder. I gulped in order to save myself from the embarrassment of salivating.

“Hi” My voice sounded a bit strained and I wanted to curse myself.

“When I got up today, the last thing I was expecting was to see you here” Sehun said with a chuckle, gazing down at me. I giggled and stood up, feeling a bit uncomfortable having to crane up my neck to see him.

“Well, I could be saying the same thing” He grinned and I played with the strap of my bag, “It completely slipped my mind that you play water polo”

“And I didn’t know that Seungcheol and you are…” He trailed off, eyebrows raised, and expecting my answer.

I smirked a bit, knowing he wanted to know if we are dating or not, “I thought it’s very obvious…” I trailed off, deciding to play around with him.

“Sometimes people don’t understand the obviousness of a situation” Sehun answered back, standing up taller than before. I chuckled and looked at him with a long pause.

“Yeah, you are right” I nodded and licked my lips before continuing, “I’m just surprised you didn’t see the resemblance between Seungcheol and I. Everyone tells us we are siblings, although we are only cousins”

“Cousins?” Sehun’s eyebrows rose and I nodded with an amused smile.

“Cousins”

“Well it’s nice of you to come here and cheer on him”

“If I knew you were here...I would have come earlier to cheer on you too” I said with a small smile and Sehun’s cheeks flushed as he scratched his neck. He looked really cute when he did that.

“I would have been too nervous then, it’s good you didn’t come” I chuckled and looked towards the exit, as much as I love talking to Sehun, it’s getting really warm in here and I don’t want to sweat anymore.

“Next time?” I raised an eyebrow and Sehun looked down shyly and nodded.

“Okay” I analyzed his face, realizing for the first time his cold facade was gone. His face looked so much younger when he smiled, chuckled and blushed, he made my heart beat so fast it’s a surprise I didn’t have a heart attack already. He looked up again and his eyes found mine, looking deeply with a little spark that was foreign. The breath was knocked out of me as my lips parted in surprise, no one has ever looked at me like that before.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” Even though I wanted that to be a sentence, it came out as a question. Suddenly a wide smile spread on Sehun’s lips and I have never seen someone so handsome before. He looked beautiful, even, his face glowing with his smile. My cheeks ached because of the wide smile I returned.

“Definitely” He nodded and I nodded back excitedly and before I could stop myself, my heels were pushing off the ground as I leaned closer to Sehun, taking both of us by surprise, when my red lips came in contact with his right cheek. It was a quick, but firm, peck and I hurried away quickly, partially embarrassed and partially really happy and so I missed the dumbfounded confusion on Sehun’s face.

~~~

But I didn’t see him the next day. He either didn’t come to school or he was just avoiding me. Did the little innocent peck scare him away? I didn’t do it with any malice intent, I don’t even know what came over me when I did that, I just acted based on instincts without thinking first. I told Irene and she kept giggling while I narrated to her everything that happened and then proceeded to tell me that he’s just probably embarrassed to face me and that he’ll get over it quickly. But that didn’t stop me from thinking about him, in fact, all that ran through my thoughts was Oh Sehun. I woke up with him and went to bed with him dancing around my already overwhelming thoughts. I didn’t know what to do, but I wanted to get rid of them, so after school, I decided to text him again. It was Friday and maybe if things went well, we could even hang out tomorrow.

‘Hey, it’s Y/N again, I hope you answer me this time :)’ and this time, I didn’t have to wait long before my phone pinged, signaling a message.

‘Hey, I’m not busy at the moment’

‘Cool, so what’s up?’ I smiled like a lovestruck teenager as I gazed down at my phone, waiting for his answer. I was so happy that he answered me back, I had to stand up from my bed and walk around while giggling to myself. Jesus, when did my crush get so deep?

‘Just chilling at home’ I stared at his answer, waiting for him to ask me something, anything that could continue the conversation. My mind went blank as I waited for a few more seconds, what could I answer back?

‘That’s nice’, I decided to text back in the end. He saw it five minutes later, but made no effort to answer me back. What was that? What happened? Can this boy really not text or does he just not want to talk to me?

Frustrated, I sent a long message telling Irene that I am done with his boy. If he can’t act like a normal boy who’s interested in a girl then I should stop wasting my time and energy in him.

‘Chin up, girl. Tomorrow there’s another party, fuck him’ I smiled at Irene’s text and closed my phone before throwing myself onto my bed and closing my eyes, deciding to take a nap to sleep off the sadness and anger I suddenly started feeling.

~~~

The party was in full swing by the time we got there, all thanks to Seulgi and her, already, drunk brother who we had to drag with us. Jongin decided it would be a good idea to sit down with the boys and drink their asses off before the party, so basically, now I have to take care of four drunk kids: Jongin, Chanyeol, Wonwoo and Jeonghan. I sighed as I kept a firm grip on Jeonghan as we descended the stairs with Wonwoo leading the way. He was actually sober enough to walk alone and in a straight line.

“If they die tonight…” Irene hollered from behind me and I threw her a glare.

“It’s Seulgi’s fault, she shouldn’t have let them drink so much!” I shouted back, cursing the so loud music as we entered after showing our bracelets.

“I’m not their babysitter!” Seulgi threw us a glare as she nudged Jongin to start walking, “They are old enough to take care of themselves!”

“But they are underage, Seulgi! Two or three drinks are acceptable, but not a whole bottle of Vodka!” I threw a glare at my friend and she just shrugged as she dumped Jongin on the couch and took off her fur coat.

“Whatever, you can lecture me after the party, okay?” I rolled my eyes as I pushed her aside and helped Jeonghan to sit down.

“I’ll bring you water!” I told him and made my way to the bar to buy water before returning. I must confess, it was rather funny seeing Chanyeol leaning against Irene, who barely reaches his shoulders. I don’t know who thought Chanyeol leaning against Irene was a good idea, good thing they didn’t fall over. At least everyone got inside the club in one piece.

I pushed the boys in front of me away in order to be able to walk and once reaching our table, I handed Jeonghan the water and made him drink half of it. I took off my coat and placed it beside Seulgi’s and looked around for Irene and Chanyeol. They were nowhere to be seen.

“She told me to tell you they went to the bathroom” Wonwoo spoke loudly next to my ear, “He needed to use the restroom”

“Great” I rolled my eyes and tried to find Seulgi, who ditched us to dance with someone else, typical. My eyes fell on my cousin and I walked over to greet him, an amused smile on my lips. He was dancing really funnily.

“Hey!” I shouted and pushed him playfully, getting his attention.

“Y/N!” His cheeks were red and he hugged me tightly.

“You are so wasted!” I shook my head at him and he only chuckled drunkenly.

“We are celebrating tonight, I deserve it!”

“You do, champion!” I stuck my tongue out at him and decided to join him until Irene would be free. I can imagine Chanyeol needs some time until he starts feeling decent again. At least Wonwoo is sober enough to watch over Jongin and Jeonghan, who I can see from my spot and are currently giggling at something on Wonwoo’s phone.

To be honest, I was in no mood to come to this party. I’ve been in a bad mood since yesterday and I could only thank God to see Sehun wouldn’t join us. Jongin said he got caught up with some girl, probably Taeyeon, and I just huffed and rolled my eyes when I heard. Of course, I don’t even know why I bothered with him. But luckily Irene joined me and distracted me from my thoughts, pulling me a bit closer to our table so I waved at my cousin as goodbye.

“Chanyeol is really annoying!” She told me as we danced.

“Why?” I asked confused, the giant seemed like a pleasant person and I saw them hanging out frequently.

“Because he wouldn’t let me leave! I’m not here to take care of him!” Irene rolled her eyes before taking my hands in hers and twirling me around.

“Maybe he just wanted to spend more time with you!” I shrugged and Irene rolled her eyes.

“Come on, we are together every single day! Our mothers basically live together at this point” She shook her head and I chuckled as I playfully shook my hips in a funny manner. She started laughing and followed suit, making me laugh as well. But our fun was short lived, when a tall figure stopped next to us. At first I thought it was Chanyeol, but when I looked and saw it was Sehun, I couldn’t help it but glare at him. Fucking amazing, just what I needed, not. I can’t even have fun anymore!

“I thought you weren’t coming!” Irene decided to speak up as she looked him up and down judgingly.

“I made it after all!” He answered with a casual smirk and I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah, after you got bored with Taeyeon you decided you could look for someone else’s attention, didn’t you?” I grinned up at him tauntingly, “Sorry, we are here to have fun tonight!”

Taking Irene’s arm I turned around and walked deeper into the dancing crowd, finally finding Seulgi as well. Irene looked at me amused as I tapped Seulgi’s shoulder.

“Finally!” She threw her hands in the air, “You are done babysitting my brother and his friends!”

“Yeah, thanks for ditching us!” I snapped pissed off because of Sehun. I actually don’t mind Seulgi dancing around with her other friends, she usually does that, in the end she just stays with us.

“Jesus, go take a shot or two and come back when you’ve calmed down!” Seulgi rolled her eyes before turning around and ignoring me. Irene pursed her lips as she just shrugged and started dancing. I huffed and tried to ignore the anger I was feeling but it was getting just worse and wrose.

“I’ll head out for a bit!” I told Irene, who wanted to follow me, but I stopped her and told her to stay with Seulgi and have fun.

Stopping by our table, I took my coat and headed outside, the boys having disappeared, probably deciding to dance as well. The cool air of the night made me shiver. I leaned against the wall of the building, taking my phone out and checking the time. We’ve been here for just an hour and I already feel like going home. I’m really not in the mood for tonight.

“Here you are” I rolled my eyes and kept looking ahead, “Jongin told me he saw you leaving. I almost thought you went home”

“I will, if you won’t leave me alone” I snapped, still refusing to look at Sehun.

“Well...why are you so pissed?” He asked lightly and I scoffed as I whipped my head in his direction.

“Oh, right...just act like nothing fucking happens all the time!”

“Did I do something?” Sehun certainly looked lost and it made my blood boil even more. He doesn’t even know he’s being wrong.

“Yes, you did” I snapped, turning my body to face his, “And you know what? I will fucking tell you what”

He opened his mouth but I didn’t let him speak. No, this time I do the speaking and he listens like the little boy he is.

“First of all, you act like you genuinely enjoy being around me and then you talk to me and are all friendly, but if I text you, you don’t fucking answer or don’t even try to talk to me. I don’t like two faced people, so if you have no intention of speaking to me, then fucking don’t. And secondly, stop staring at me all the time, yeah? You just keep ogling at me and it’s very annoying. You’ve got a fucking problem? Tell me. Do you like me?”

I stared up at Sehun as his expression went to neutral and he didn’t speak. I rolled my eyes and went to push past him.

“Of course, you are a fucking little boy, who doesn’t know what it wants…” I muttered to myself but a grip on my arm stopped me from leaving. It was quite tight too, squeezing me hard.

“I’m not a little boy” Sehun seemed angry and I rolled my eyes.

“Well in my eyes you are” I looked up at him with challenging eyes and he just huffed, “Anyways, I don’t want to see you anymore or talk to you, so…”

I looked down at my arm, where he was holding me and he let go. I can’t believe I have a crush on this douchebag, fuck. It’s clearly just his looks and nothing else. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and took a few steps as I started leaving him standing there alone, but a hand on my nape pulled me back and I yelped, but it was silenced when lips pressed against mine. My eyes were wide open as my head was pulled back and back arched, Sehun leaning over me and kissing me. I didn’t know how to react. I wanted to push him away at first, out of reflex, but then I realized that he was kissing me. I wasn’t imagining this anymore, he was actually kissing me, it was real. My eyes closed and I pressed my lips against his more, moving my lips slowly to let him know it was okay, I wanted this too. He let go of my nape and our lips parted for a second long, just so that Sehun could stand fully in front of me. And then I kissed him, raising onto my tiptoes and circling his shoulders with my arms, pulling him closer. Sehun held me by the waist and kissed me slowly, savouring the kiss, tasting my lips. He tasted fresh and I felt myself turning into pudding when he squeezed me closer to himself, the night didn’t even seem that cold anymore. And maybe Sehun just didn’t know how to express himself with words well, but his lips didn’t lie.

~~~

The weekend passed and I couldn’t stop replaying the kiss every time I was alone. It felt magical and unreal. I wanted to do it again. After kissing we went back to the party and had fun dancing around and just laughing at funny people in the club. At first it felt like a dream, but then I remembered it was real and felt thrilled. I must have done something right in my past life for being this lucky right now.

The school was pretty empty as I got there earlier than usually. Irene and I had teamed up for a project in History class and we needed to work on it and the only free time we had was today. So, sitting on the cold ground of the hallway and backs leaning against the lockers, we had my laptop sitting between us and books scattered here and there. We decided to write about the Victorian Era and now we're doing some research about it. But we weren’t the only early birds, some kids came in earlier and looked at us amused as they passed by us.

“What are you doing?” Wonwoo’s deep voice startled the both of us. We didn’t see him approaching us.

“Research for a project” I answered without looking up from my laptop. I felt a pair of eyes in plus looking at me, but didn’t give it much thought.

“It’s so early, you could do that after classes too” Wonwoo said with a confused voice.

“We are pretty busy people, Wonwoo, don’t have the luxury time” Irene said with a shrug.

“But for parties you have time” Wonwoo muttered, making me chuckle while Irene rolled her eyes.

“Hi, Sehun” I heard her saying and I looked up, surprised to see Sehun. So it was him, who was looking at me. My heart started beating faster as we made eye contact.

“Hi” I said with a small smile, but I wasn’t expecting his reaction. He sniffed and turned around before walking off. Wonwoo looked confused before he bid us goodbye and walked after his friend. A frown covered my face as I kept staring at the place where Sehun stood a few seconds ago.

“What the fuck” Irene muttered beside me, her sounding just as confused as I was feeling, “Something is very wrong with that dude”

I cleared my throat and started closing the books beside me, “I’m sorry, I need air, I can’t do this anymore” And before Irene could say anything, I bolted for the exit while biting my lip hard and refusing to let the tears fall.

~~~

A full week passed since the incident. He didn’t bat an eyelash in my direction, he acted like I was thin air, never greeting me nor looking at me when I was looking at him. He acted as if we were strangers, as if I didn’t even exist. He’d always flaunt himself around with Taeyeon clinging onto him and it pissed me off so much that I tripped her a day as she walked by, but she didn’t fall, unfortunately. I wish she did, but holding onto Sehun saved her. I felt beyond humiliated, this little boy thinks he can play around with me and suffer no consequences. So I decided, he had enough fun, today was the day.

I finished classes earlier than him, but that didn’t stop me from waiting. I leaned against my car for an hour, enjoying the warm sunshine on my skin, as I waited for him to exit school. I know he had to head to the pool right after school and I found out from Jongin his father wouldn’t be taking him today. So I decided to take action.

I greeted Wonwoo and Jeonghan with a smile on my lips as they walked past my car, exiting the school grounds. And soon enough Sehun showed up too, followed by Jongin and Chanyeol as they laughed about something.

“Hey, Y/N!” Jongin greeted me with a small wave and I nodded at him before my eyes fell on Sehun. He was already looking at me or rather through me.

“Get in the car” I spoke up firmly, without looking away from him. He stopped in his tracks while Jongin and Chanyeol looked confused.

“I won’t repeat myself” I said as I opened my door and got in. Jongin and Chanyeol started walking again and I saw Sehun debating what he should do. I started the engine and looked at him through the window and raised my eyebrows expectantly. Sehun rolled his eyes and took off his backpack as he marched up to my car and got in, slamming the door shut. I put on my sunglasses and pulled out of the parking lot, honking at Jongin and Chanyeol as a goodbye. They both nodded before I speed off. It was quiet in the car as Sehun gazed out the window, bag between his legs and seat belt secured. I came to a stop at a red light.

“You’re not going to say anything?” I spoke clearly, the irritation obvious in my voice.

“Is there anything to say?” He spoke back just as irritated.

I chuckled amused, and shifted the gear as the light turned green and the car started moving again, “I never saw you as the arrogant type”

“What do you want?” Sehun asked me in an exasperated tone and I chuckled again, licking my lips.

“What do I want?” I made a fake thinking face, “I don’t know dude, you tell me. Why did you kiss me if you had in mind to act like you don’t know me after?”

“How am I supposed to act then?” Sehun sighed and I felt him looking at me as we turned left, getting off the main road. The buildings were tall around us, we were getting closer to the pool.

“Well I don’t know, but not like I’m fucking thin air!” I snapped, shifting the gear a bit too aggressively.

“Okay, noted” I couldn’t process what I was hearing, “Anything else you’d like?”

His tone was mocking and I slammed on the breaks as I slowed the car to turn in to the parking lot, he’s lucky he had his seat belt on.

“What the fuck is your problem?” I snapped again, head turning to look at him.

“What’s my problem?” He chuckled and undid his seatbelt, “You tell me to get in your car and then drive me to the pool, like a fucking stalker, and then proceed to ask me what’s my problem. There’s clearly something wrong but with you and not me!”

“Okay, blame it on me, whatever” I rolled my eyes and parked the car, “You led me on”

I decided to just say it clear as day, there’s no reason beating around the bush anymore.

“I did what?” He sounded amused and confused at the same time.

“You stared at me all the fucking time, you acted like you were interested in me...at first I thought you were just playing hard to get...then you kiss me and dance with me. But then you proceed to ignore me like I never existed. You lead me on”

“No” Sehun chuckled, hand reaching to open the car door, “I was just having fun”

My head snapped in his direction and my glare deepened, “Get the fuck out of my car”

“Thanks for the ride” He had the audacity to look smug as he closed the door and waved. I felt my blood boiling inside my veins as I watched him walk away and inside the building. I needed all the self control I had not to follow him and drown him in the pool.

Fuck Oh Sehun, he’s just a snotty brat, a little kid who has no idea what he wants.

~~~

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My Hero Academia 3 Main Boys x Reader

Todoroki, Midoriya, and Bakugou x Reader fic! You're finally getting to attend the school of your dreams, meeting great people along the way. Trying to live up to your fathers expectation without his help may be difficult but you're ready to prove to him and everyone you have what it takes to become a pro hero. You're not looking for any love, but when does that stop it from finding you on it's own?

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You really couldn't believe the news that was being told to you when you received your digital acceptance letter. You knew you always wanted to go to U.A. considering you wanted to follow in your fathers footsteps, yet you were still so shocked that you completed the entrance exams in second place with 75 points. While you felt you didn't even do too much, your rescue points really did give you a boost seeing as you only had 40 of the villain points in your favor.

You felt happy that you got in on your own accord and not based on your father's recommendation. While you loved him dearly, you wanted to prove that you were going to be a great of a hero, just like he is. So for the rest of the evening you and your father were celebrating your successes, enjoying yourselves before you went to bed, your father telling you in a stern but gentle voice that you needed rest if you were going to do the best you could in your studies. You agreed wholeheartedly, giving your father a goodnight and making your way to you room. You felt no nerves like you assumed you'd be feeling. You felt ready and more determined than ever

When the first day finally rolled around, you knew your hero career finally going to be turning into a reality. You learned you were going to be in class 1-A, and you had 20 other students your class. 21 may have been an odd number but it was still pretty small. 41 students in total had gotten into the hero course at U.A, and you were still overjoyed you made it in with you own hard work.

You walked into the classroom and noticed not many of the other students were here, and many heads turned to look at you. You didn't let it get to you and found an empty seat towards the back of the class room and settling in. Your focus was immediately turned to two other students who began to bicker loudly, and it seemed it was to everyone's amusement.

"Take your feet of off that desk now!" A large boy with a thick set of glasses spoke out.

"HUH?" The other student grinned cheekily back, slanted eyes held some annoyance but he was still brimming with a cocky attitude.

"It's the first day and you're already disrespecting this academy by scuffing school property you cretin."

"Wouldn't calling a fellow classmate names also be disrespectful? This is the hero course after all and name calling isn't very heroic." You spoke out before you could stop yourself, and you felt the two boys look over to you.

The taller one flushed heavily, a frown now set even firmer across his face as he held his hand to his chest.

"I-I suppose so yes. You're right" He looked back towards the other boy.

" I deeply apologize, here let me start over. I'm Tenya Iida from the Soumei Private Academy."

"You're kidding me right? You born with a stick up your ass or did Soumei put it up there, since coming from there you obviously think you're better than me." His grin widened even more as he leaned closer, his feet still perched on top of his desk as he continued.

"I'm going to have fun tearing you a new one." You rolled your eyes seeing that the blondie was just as disrespectful as what the Iida kid was claiming, even if it was for different reasons. You saw the door was open, causing you to look over and see another boy who looked very nervous while glancing between the two you were previously looking at. The boy caught your gaze and flushed, making a noise that quickly made all eyes on him. You heard Iida mutter a 'it's him'. Was he popular or something. You really weren't sure.

"UH HI!" The green haired student shouted out, clearly embarrassed by the stares as he looked away, finding something on the roof more interesting than everyone else.

"Good morning!" Iida shouted, marching his way over to the kid, acting very formal and proper. That academy must of really had done a number on his personality if this was how he always was.

You were trying to get back to focusing on yourself, but overheard that the shy boy was named Izuku Midoryia. You hummed to yourself as you were trying to remember all the names you were going to eventually have to learn. You were terrible with names. You looked up and saw the cold stare the blondie was giving to Midoryia. You didn't like that look, it was pretty sinister.

'Oh well.' You thought, it wasn't your place to interfere.

"If you're just here to make friends you can pack up your stuff now. Welcome to U.A.s Hero Course" A gruff voice echoed throughout the classroom, and you saw a man in a sleeping bag.

"What a weirdo." You heard a mutter from next to you, and when you glanced you saw spiky red hair. He gave you a quick grin, and you smiled politely back. You didn't want to have no friends after all.

You watched the man stand up and take his bright yellow sleeping bag off, talking about how it took 8 seconds to stop talking and how it was unacceptable. He looked dead tired, and you wondered what this guy was doing teaching. Did he actually like this job?

"Hello I am Shouta Aizawa, your teacher." Multiple gasps ring out through the air, and you looked around wondering why it was all that hard to believe. Homeless looking or not, he was too old to be a student.

"Right let's get to it, put these on and head outside." He held up what looked to be gym uniforms. So you all did, changing in the locker rooms then heading outside. While walking out there, you saw the same spiky red head and decided was a good time to introduce yourself.

"Hi!" You walk next to him and saw he looked frazzled at first.

"Oh hey, you sit next to me right?" You nodded your head with a smile.

"My name is (f/n), it's nice to meet you. I wonder what this is all about." He grinned back, holding out his hand for you to shake.

"Likewise, I'm Eijiro Kirishima." You shook hands and he kept walking next to you, keeping the conversation going.

"Honestly I have no idea but I'm ready no matter what, I placed third in the entrance exam and I plan on staying in top three no matter what!" Your eyes widened.

"What no way! That's awesome you placed so high." You let a smug smile adorn your lips, thinking to yourself about if your father was here he'd scold you for bearing an arrogant persona.

"I mean, I guess you'll have to fight with me on that seeing as I got second place." Now it was Kirishima's turn for his eyes to widen, but he didn't get upset, letting out a small laugh and a grin full of resolve.

"Sounds like it! Be ready to be dethroned (f/n)!" His smiled suddenly faltered as he blushed slightly.

"It's uh, alright if I call you by your first name right? You didn't give me your last name." You nodded your head.

"I don't mind as long as I can call you by your first name, I don't give out my last name but it's Hakamata." You didn't see any recognition pop up on his face from your name so you relaxed a bit. He grinned and agreed you both could call each other by your first names, and your conversation was interrupted by Aizawa.

You stopped outside, what seemed to have certain outdoor activities like a track and a throwing area. Aizawa explained to all of you that you'd be having a quirk assessment test, causing a lot of students to raise their voice. It causes you to flinch at the loudness of it all. Were they going to be like this all the time?

Your teacher continued speaking, answering the question from another female student. She looked confused as she expressed her concerns of not being able to attend the opening ceremony that was held for first years, and Aizawa shot back that heroes shouldn't waste time on pointless things. And he'll run his class however he'd see fit.

"Bakugo you managed to get the most points on the entrance exam." You turned to see who he was talking to, and to your surprise it was the Blondie with the sour attitude.

"What was your farthest distance throw with a softball in junior high?"

Bakugo thought back for a moment before responding, a from never leaving his face.

"67 meters I think."

"Right," Aizawa spoke back, "now try doing it again with your quirk."

You watched as Bakugo take his place in the circle of the throwing area, not replying to the teacher as he said anything goes. You looked at Eijiro and he looked back, you both shrugged at each other, wondering what exactly could happen.

"Go on," Aizawa mutters out, getting impatient. "You're wasting our time."

Bakugo finally acknowledges him with an amused face before doing a quick stretch. Getting ready to throw. Bakugo cocked his arm back, and through with all his might, shouting a very lovely sentiment as he did so.

"DIE!" You held up a hand to cover your face with the extreme heat that came from his quirk use, and watched as the ball flew away at an extremely fast speed. You heard that Midoryia kid whisper out a woah, and you couldn't blame him. It was impressive to say the least.

While the class gasped as your teacher showed Bakugo's score, you felt yourself gasping along with them.

"705.2 meters, holy crap." You couldn't help your draw drop as you felt taken aback. You heard the buzz from the other students around you, till a very energetic girl who has a pink skin tone gushed about wanting to give it a try. While everyone was getting hyped, you nudged Kirishima and pointed towards the dangerous look Mr. Aizawa had on his face. Kirishima looked worried as you bite your lip, wondering what was going to happen now.

"So this looks fun huh."

'Crap here it goes.' You thought, the rest of the class quieting down, looking bewildered.

"You have three years at this school to try to become a hero. You think it's all going to be playtime?" He let out a creepy grin.

"Idiots. Today you'll complete in eight physical tests to gauge your potential. Whoever comes in last has none, and therefore will be expelled right then and there."

You were taken aback, but felt a surge of adrenaline going through your body as the prospect of fighting for your right to be here. You grinned to yourself at the thought of making your father proud. You shared another look with Kirishima, it seems you both were thinking the same thing about proving worth.

"Good luck, you better not be expelled, because then that wouldn't give me a good feeling about kicking your ass you know."

"Oh we'll see who kicks whose ass now won't we."

It was time for the first test, the whole class pumped after hearing Mr. Aizawa's encouraging speech.

The 50-meter dash was the first test, and you felt yourself line up along with the brown haired girl from before, and a boy with a tail. You did a light stretch and released any thought you might've had. Now you really haven't perfected using your quirk in this way before.

Your quirk was called Light Manipulation. You are able to take the photons that make up light, and store them into your body as energy. Releasing them when you want. Normally photons are unable to interact with each other, which makes light impossible to grab, however, you are able to turn the light into mass by using light with very short wavelengths and high energies and frequencies. When this type of light is created, you're able to have them smash together to form protons and electrons, which can then make light into a solid matter.

What you were trying to do now was difficult. Since your body is full of light photons, in a sense you can make yourself become light, and move at light speed. You weren't too keen on practicing this since it always made you overheat, which is a drawback to your quirk.

You quickly ran to Kirishima before your race, and saw him standing next to a boy with blond hair with what look like to be a lightening bolt in black in his hair, as well as another boy with large elbows.

"Hey Eijiro can I ask you something real quick." He smiled down and you, his arms crossed.

"Yeah what's up (f/n)?" You handed him a large bottle of water.

"Can you stand by the finish line and pour this on me when I'm finished." You blushed.

"I know it's a little weird but my quirk causes me to overheat and I don't know if I'll be able to do it myself fast enough." Even though Kirishima looked puzzled he took the water and gave you a thumbs up.

"You can count on me dude! Kick some ass." You smiled gratefully and ran back to the starting line. You got into position, and felt yourself began to glow and left off a ton of heat. The brown haired girl next to you looked at you and started to fan her face.

"Oh jeez you're burning up!" You grinned at her.

"Don't lose focus, run with all you've got!" She was taken aback, but gave you a hard smile, face set for the finish line.

"You too!" You heard the robot start the countdown, and felt yourself get lighten. As soon as the gunshot went off you felt your entire being practically explode, the heat almost unbearable as you sprinted across. You made it to the finish line and fell forward to stop yourself. You almost collided into Kirishima and he was too stunned to move. You felt your body turn back to normal as you gasped for air. Hearing you breath made him snap out of his daze as he poured water onto your frame. Watching the steam roll off in large puffs. You heard the robot yell out your score.

".45 seconds!" You grunted out, proud you were getting faster but tired from the overuse of your quirk. You grinned up at Kirishima as he laughed loudly.

"(y/n) that was amazing!" You stood up and grabbed the empty bottle, throwing it away.

"Thanks for cooling me down, even though I'm still a bit overheated I just need a moment and I'll be fine." You still had some steam rising out of your body, and you looked over to see most of the class staring at you with wide eyes. You saw Iida and waved.

"Sorry to say it looks like I won that one!" He frowned slightly but then quickly gave a sportsman like smile back.

"Well done!"

"That was really amazing! I'm Ochaco Uraraka!" Ochaco grinned as she held out her hand, you shook it and sheepishly rubbed the back of your head.

"I'm (y/n), you did amazing, 7.15 seconds is still really good."

You two stopped your talking as soon as the other students were up for the next round. You all stood off to the side, and met the boys that Kirishima was talking to earlier, learning their names were Denki Kaminari and Hanata Sero respectively. You felt a pair of eyes on you while you were talking to your new friends so you glanced around, seeing Bakugo had a hard stare fixed on you. His arms crossed and jaw tight, and his eyes only narrowed more as you looked at him. You didn't want to feel intimidated but his stare was pretty icy, so you waved back, not waiting for a reply before turning back around. After a few other students, you saw Bakugo going against that Midoryia he seemed to dislike so much. You saw how Midoryia was looking really nervous, more than he should be. Maybe his quirk wasn't really good for this type of stuff?

You assumed you were right as you saw Bakugo take off, creating explosions in his hands while Midoryia ran normally, having beat Ochaco by a couple of seconds. You congratulated Kirishima when he finished his test, teasing him about his time. He scoffed and playfully shoved you.

"Sorry we can't all run at the speed of light." You laughed and you all walked together towards a gym to perform your next task. It was simple enough, but you knew you weren't going to get a good of a sore as you did in the first test. You couldn't really use your quirk for strength.

Even though you tried your hardest at the grip strength test, but sigh dejectedly as you only got around a 60kg.

"WOW! You hit 540kg? You're such a beast!" You looked to see Sero praise another boy of the class who was using three different body parts, all looking like arms.

The next test was the standing long jump, and you were hoping you'd be able to shoot some light form your feet towards the ground to help your momentum. When you got up to the starting point, you did a leg stretch and felt heat make its way to your feet. You let it build for a moment before jumping off, willing your light to become solid to propel you high and far before letting the mass turn back to rays of regular light. You went pretty far before finishing the jump. While you landing was a bit messy, causing you to roll to not break any limbs, you were still happy to make it out of the sandpit that normal students without using quirks would've landed in.

The repeated side to side was more of a challenge seeing as you weren't exactly sure how to use the force of your light to help you. Taking your place, you just did normal side to side jumps without the help of your quirk, feeling embarrassed when you heard one student make a loud comment about your breasts. Your face turned bright red and you completed the task, crossing your arms you grumbled and walked away. You saw a tiny boy with balls on his head being scolded by Iida about making such inappropriate remarks. You stood by Ochaco as that's where you felt the most comfortable at the moment. Telling her you were okay when she rubbed your back reassuringly.

You walked with Ochaco towards the next area for the ball throw, you went and while you were better than back in your old school, it still wasn't anything too impressive. Ochaco congratulated you on your 50 meter throw, saying it was pretty cool to be able to throw that far with no quirk. You thanked her, letting her then gush to you about how excited she was when her turn was coming up.

"Since I can manipulate gravity, I know I got this in the bag!" You laughed with her.

"You better! That'll be awesome to see, my quirk wasn't useful so I had to stick to a regular pitch."

You watched Ochaco take her place in the circle with a small, before touch the ball and throwing it high. It traveled higher and higher, till you could barely see it even while squinting. Kirishima had his hands over his eyes to block out the sun to try to get a better look, while Kaminari was staring with his mouth wide open. If it were even possible, his eyes bugged out even wider and his mouth fell down farther when Mr. Aizawa revealed her score to be infinite. You cheered her on before looking towards your left.

"Midoryia?" He looked over with you a pale face, sweat dripping down the sides of his face.

"Are you okay?" You asked curiously. You wanted to brush it off as just shock that it went so high up, but you don't think that was the case. He was practically shaking, teeth clenched together. Was he scared of going home?

He nodded and gulped, trying to speak but his words coming out short and breathy.

"Ye-yeah fine. Thanks, uh (y/n)." You gave him a shoulder pat and a slight smile.

"I'm sure you'll do great okay? Don't stress." He gave a wobbly smile back, before looking down, fear still evident on his face. His name was called and he hesitantly took a stand. You watched as he stared at the softball intently, having some kind of internal battle.

"I wonder if he'll finally show his strength." Ochaco muttered next to you. You looked over at her as she took the place where Midoryia was previously occupying and gave her a questioning stare.

"Oh? Do you know his quirk?" Ochaco shook her head no.

"I don't know the specifics but he was the one who saved me from a zero pointer." You were shocked. He took down a zero pointer, all by himself? All you did was manage to help get someone out of the way, blasting at it only to slow it down, not doing too much damage.

"Wait, he was that one kid everyone was talking about then!?" You asked with wide eyes. Ochaco didn't even need to ask what you meant, she knew what you were talking about and nodded her head.

You were shocked, This scaredy cat was the one who destroyed a zero pointer. Like, crushed the thing.

"If Midoryia doesn't shape up soon he's the one going home." Iida spoke, you looked over at him, wondering if he knew what his quirk was. But before you could ask Bakugo cut you off.

"HUH? Of course he is! He's a quirkless loser!" You made a confused face, the same as Iida.

"He has a quirk!" Iida responded sharply.

"It must be a pretty good one," you interrupted, looking straight at Bakugo. "You didn't hear about what he did during the entrance exam? Everyone was talking about it."

Bakugo looked annoyed and gave you a questioning look, all he could manage was another,

"Huh??"

You were surprised that he didn't know, the way he was glaring at him during the morning class made you assumed they knew each other, or at the very least knew what he did during the entrance exam and thought he was competition.

Before you got to answer, Midoriya was getting ready to throw, and you saw a red light travel along his arm, and as soon as he pitched, you saw the red disappear as the ball rushed off.

Landing only 46 meters. His face filled with dread and yours with curiosity. That was the power that took out one of those huge robots? You saw long ribbons circling around your teacher, cutting off Midoryia as he mumbled to himself.

"I erased your quirk. The judges of this exam were not rational enough. Someone like you should never be allowed to enroll at this school. "

"Wait you did what to my..." You shared glances with kids around you, wondering why the hell Midoriya cut himself off and gasped.

"Those goggles! I know you! You can look at someone and cancel out their powers!" You listened to him continue as you had own conclusion. You hear your father mention him once or twice, but you never really cared since he wasn't apart of your fathers agency. But you finally came to the same thought as Midoryia.

"The Eraser Hero: Eraserhead!"

Everyone around you began to talk amongst themselves, wondering who the hell that was.

"He's a Pro Hero who doesn't work in the spotlight." You tell your classmates around you.

"He likes to work on the down low." You continued, stumbling a bit when Kirishima slapped your back.

"Look at you with all the answers!" You pushed him, looking back towards Midoryia and Aizawa, talking about broken bones and battered bodies. Midoryia arguing back before Aizawa wrapped his scarf around the boy, bringing him close and calling him a liability in battle.

The rest of the class looked on in silence. You were nervous, Mr. Aizawa seemed to do and say whatever the hell he wanted, who knew how this would go. He was scolding the boy, and you couldn't hear what was going on.

Aizawa finally let him go, and told him to take his final throw.

"I wonder what he was telling him." You questioned to nobody in particular.

"Probably told him to start packing." Bakugo spoke up from next to you, causing you to look up. His eyes were staring straight at Midoriya, before looking down at you. Eyes still cold.

"What." He asked, his tone wasn't as sharp as his eyes but he still had a gruffness to it.

You just smiled, letting out a chuckle before shaking your head.

"It's nothing." You heard him tsk beside you before your focus melted away, going back to Midoriya. He was mumbling to himself, staring at the ground.

He finally looked up and threw the ball, you didn't see his power activating but the ball went far. You noticed his finger was a bright purple, looking badly bruised, maybe even broken? You felt Bakugo stiffen next to you, and you looked back at him. While everyone was cheering or discussing his quirk, Bakugo's face was full of shock. You admitted it was nice to see that the guy could make another emotion besides anger appear on his face, but maybe you jinxed it when his face contorted with anger.

"HEY!" He shouted, blasting by you with his quirk activated, giving him a boost.

"DEKU YOU BASTARD! TELL ME HOW YOU DID THAT OR YOU'RE DEAD!" Bakugo open his palm and you heard Midoriya scream, or was it Deku?

"Wait!" A futile shout left your mouth as more of Mr. Aizawa's scarf came forwards and wrapped Bakugo up. Bakugo began tugging at it, and Aizawa explained why his scarf was so strong. You really weren't paying attention, too busy rethinking how pissed Bakugo looked and he went full force onto Deku.

You stared at Bakugo's back as he shook in anger, he was glaring harshly at Deku, and you felt scared by his gaze.

The next few tests were easy enough, sit-ups, seated toe-touch, and the long distance run. You were in great physical fitness thanks to sparring and training sessions with your father, and passed them no problem. You felt good, walking to the scoreboard as Mr. Aizawa pulled up all the scores. You cheered when you saw that you were in the top 5.

"Hey fourth that's pretty good!" You glanced at Kirishima as he walked over with Denki and Sero, you smiled up at him.

"Hey number 9 isn't bad either. Top 10!" You looked at the other two boys who frowned, laughing you punched their shoulders.

"You guys did great too, no one here failed."

"Yea poor Midoriya." Denki muttered, and you looked over at the board to see he was right. Dead last. You looked over and saw Deku gripping his wrist, the hand he held with his broken finger clutched tight as he shook.

Mr. Aizawa smiled as he removed the results screen, turning towards the class.

"Oh I was kidding, no one is going home. I was trying to make sure you guys did your very best on this."

Midoriya went into shock as he went as white as a peace of paper. The girl who one first place, Momo you believe her name was, said how she thought everyone knew and should've said something.

"That was pretty nerve racking huh?" Sero chuckled nervously from your little group.

"Nah I'm always down for a challenge!" Ejiro chuckled, and you raised your fist up just like he did.

"Hell yea! No matter what we should always be giving it 100%!" You both snicker together, before you turn around to see Bakugo lost in thought. He was glaring at Deku, then Aizawa, and when he looked at you, to see you already looking, he huffed and looked away.

"Okay we're done for today, pick up a syllabus and read it over for tomorrow's class."

You watched as Mr. Aizawa handed Deku a nurses pass, before leaving along with the group of friends you made. Besides the fighting between classmates, you felt you had achieved a lot today.

You guys made your way back to the classroom, picking up a syllabus. You turned around and bumped into someone.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't realize anyone was right behind me." You gave a sheepish smile to the boy behind you. His hair was bi colored along with his eyes. He gave you a once over before humming. Not saying anything he grabbed a piece of paper and walked away. You clicked your tongue in annoyance at being ignored, but you just let it go.

You walked out with the boys, as well as the pink skinned girl from earlier. She introduced herself as Mina, and you got along fairly well. You saw someone else leaving and quickly called out to them, she turned and smiled turning towards you. You managed to give Ochaco a quick goodbye before she sprinted off in front of you, you notice she was catching up Midoriya and Iida.

When you finally get home, you smiled even though your father wasn't there. You made yourself lunch and spent the remainder of your day studying and training. Simple warm ups since there wasn't much else you could do. By the time your father got home you had dinner made and ate together. You told him all about your day and he was very proud of you.

"I know fourth place is amazing, but don't let it go to your head you understand?" You laughed at the irony of placing fourth, but rolled your eyes at his warning.

"I know dad, I'm not. I'm planning on giving it my all, I don't underestimate any of my classmates!" He grinned at you before smoothing your head down. It was his own way of showing affecting.

"Perfect. Now go get ready for bed." You washed your plate before heading upstairs to get do your nightly routine before getting into bed. You were kept awake by the excitement of a successful first day, rolling over onto your side you smiled quietly to yourself.

"I'm ready for whatever happens, bring it on."

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punkiesocialonline · 4 years ago

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WWE College AU Chapter 1

Summary: Annalise Ruiz (My Oc) is a college sophomore with a group project due soon. The only problem is who her group partners are. The Mayhem they cause and the trouble they get her into is maddening, but Annalise is down for whatever as long as her crew is with her.

Oh, great. A group project. On top of all the homework.

Ignoring for the moment the “juicy” gossip her tablemate was telling the girl behind them, Annalise looked up to the board.The list of both familiar and unfamiliar names continued on and on until she found hers. Her group consisted of herself, obviously, and three male students, only two of which she had known. One being her long time friend and class clown Samuel Zayn, who refuses to answer to anything other than Sami. The other was his trouble maker best friend Kevin Owens. Kevin caught Annalise’s eye from his seat in the corner of the room and waved, his smirk letting her know he had no intention of helping on this project. With an annoyed eye roll, Annalise looked back at the board. The last name assigned to her group was Roman Reigns. Annalise had no idea who Roman was, but her tablemate, a petite blonde with pink highlights named Alexa, certainly did.

“Oh my goodness, Anna! You got Roman “Hot As Sugarballs” Reigns in your group!”

Annalise’s confused look gave away her lack of knowledge of Mr.”Hot As Sugarballs”. Alexa gasped in surprise and turned back to her gossip buddy behind her.

“Sasha! She doesn’t know who Roman Reigns is!”

Sasha, the darling girl with beautiful, brown skin and dark eyes looked unamused. She tossed her blue dyed hair behind her shoulder and shook her head at Alexa.

“Not everyone is as obsessed with Reigns like you are, Bliss.”

“I’m not obsessed!” Alexa protested. “He’s just, so hot.”

Before the conversation could go any further, the bell rang and Annalise sighed in relief.

“Saved by the bell,” she thought as she grabbed her books and started to walk to the door.

“Hey! Annalise, wait up!”

“Spoke too soon,” she told herself as she turned around and was met with two of her partners.

Both Canadians smiled down on their shorter classmate. Kevin leaned against the desk he stood next to while his red-headed counterpart jumped with excitement. Both had a piece of paper in their hands.

“We were thinking of some ideas for the project,” Kevin said bordly.

“We made lists!” Sami said, happily shoving his piece of paper into her hand.

“List of Jericho?” Annalise joked, referring to Kevin’s former friend Chris Jericho.

Chris was an upperclassman who used to write lists of people who annoyed him. Annalise got herself on a list by telling him how truely annoying he was.

“There’s a big difference,” Kevin explained. “These lists were written by two actually intelligent people.”

Annalise chuckled and skimmed through Sami’s list, taking note of a few really good ideas she liked. She nodded and gave the list back then outstretched her hand for Kevin’s. With the same sly smile as before, Kevin handed her his list.

Annalise noticed almost instantly that the paper was mostly blank. Only one bullet point was written at the top of the page;

Let Sami come up with all the ideas

“Wow,” she said sarcastically as she handed the paper back. “These are great and all but apparently we have one more person in our group.”

Both boy’s eyes lit up. Kevin’s smirk grew and Sami’s jumping intensified. Annalise furrowed her brows at their reactions.

“Yeah, the big dog,” Kevin said, standing up straight and leading Annalise out of the classroom with Sami following them.

Her confused look returned to her face. She quickly tried to go through her memory and put a face to the name. She allowed herself to be led throughout the halls as she did so.

“You really don’t know who he is? He’s pretty hard to miss,” Sami remarked after she had visibly given up.

She threw him a wild glance and raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t we have the same math class Sami? I tend to miss a lot,” the girl responded as she continued to walk.

She really didn’t care where they were going. She knew most of the school like the back of her hand and their last class was her final class of the day, so rather than going back to her dorm alone, an adventure with the two reasons their last science teacher quit was more than welcomed. Annalise also wanted to know more about this mystery man everyone else seemed to know.

“Well, you know Seth, right?” Kevin asked as he made the latina turn a corner.

Her two toned friend came to her mind instantly. She went to highschool with him and witnessed his glow up first hand. She loved the guy, but what did he have to do with Roman Reigns?

“Rollins? Yeah, I know him.”

Kevin had her turn another corner into a hall she had no idea even existed. She didn’t have time to ask where they were going before he responded.

“Roman is his older brother.”

Annalise’s mouth dropped open. She tried to think back to highschool, certain that Seth had introduced her to an older brother, but the name that came to mind was not Roman.

“I thought his older brother was Ambrose. You know, Dean Ambrose?”

The mention of the upperclassman made Sami shudder. Dean was an even bigger trouble maker than Kevin, and Sami knew all too well what it is like to get into a confrontation with him. Dean was the king of detention back in highschool and Annalise was pretty sure she'd seen the lunatic hanging out by the dorms more times than she could count, but she had no classes with him and never saw him in the halls. And surely no one was dumb enough to get the name “Dean Ambrose” confused with “Roman Reigns”.

“Yeah, that’s ONE of his older brothers, but he got another, Roman,” Sami explained as he fixed his hat.

“Everyone calls him the big dog,” KEvin added, coming to a stop at an opened locker.

With a nod, Annalise stopped with him. She looked around and noticed a few upperclassmen she recognized. Randall Orton, Natalya Hart, Drew Mcintyre, Lacey Evans, even Alan Jones Styles. Some waved at Annalise and glared at her companions, others did the opposite. And while she did enjoy seeing them all and exploring this new hallway, Annalise saw no reason for her friends and herself to be there.

“Why did you take me here?” She asked, leaning against the lockers.

Kevin smirked once again and glanced at the locker.

“To see our other porr assignment sucker,” he said as he slammed the opened locker shut.

Before even a breath could be taken, Kevin was pushed into the locker. Sami and Annalise jumped back and looked up at the mountain of a man that was responsible. He was much taller than the three sophomores, with long, black hair tied into a bun and grey eyes. Part of Annalise wondered if he was wearing contacts, another part was wondering how high she would have to jumped to slap him for pushing her associate into the locker.

“Hey, ride or die. Even for these fools,” she thought.

As she took a step towards the male, Kevin spoke.

“Woah, woah, woah, big dog, chill”

With wide eyes, Annalise realized that THIS was Roman Reigns. For once she could agree with Alexa, he was hot.

And she did recognize him. She remembered seeing him picking up Seth and Dean back in highschool. She also remembered seeing him sitting in his car, watching carefully as Dean pushed her into a bush while she was walking with Seth. She even remembered seeing him standing off to the side as Dean tried to awkwardly apologize the next day. How come she never noticed him here?

“Because you’ve been too focused on school,” She thought. “And….other stuff.”

She was pulled back into reality when a deep, deep voice rattled her chest. It took her about five seconds to realize it was Roman talking.

“What do you want, Owens?”

Annalise’s dazzlement soon turned back into anger as he pushed Kevin once again before he could answer.

“You’re our partner in a project,” Annalise nearly growled. “You would’ve known that if you had the common sense to show to class.”

The samoan’s cold gaze went from Kevin down to the small latina and the hint of amusement in them filled Annalise with more rage.

“I know you,”he stated, studying her.

She felt his eyes look over her green dyed hair. She felt his eyes bounce from her pierced eyebrow to her pierced nose. His gray eyes stared into her brown ones, then those very eyes skimmed over her appearance. Annalise felt her face heat up as she got angrier.

“Oh?” She said, trying to keep her composure. “Well, considering that I just found out who you are two seconds ago, I can officially say where you stand on the popularity chart.”

The tall man’s eyes lost all amusement in them. Kevin noticed and stood up straight, ready for a fight. Behind Annalise, Sami glared at Roman, trying, and failing, to intimidate the bigger man.

Then Roman started to laugh. If Annalise thought his voice rattled her, she was not prepared for his laugh.

“You’re gonna be fun,” Roman said between breaths. “A project, huh? Alright then, you three can come by my dorm around, let's say five?”

The Canadians looked between themselves and their female partner. Satisfied, all three nodded.

“Alright, your dorm at five,” Annalise mumbled, keeping a wary eye on him.

His demeter changed in a blink of an eye. He no longer looked so big and bad. His smile lit up the hall as he playfully punched Kevin in the arm. A playful punch Kevin returned.

“Wait,” Sami interrupted after a moment of deep thinking. “Are your brothers going to be there?”

Roman shrugged. “Seth is my roommate, so he’ll probably be there. “ He glanced at Annalise as he said that.

Annalise knew he saw her smile at the mention of his puppy-like brother, but she hoped he thought nothing of it. Don’t need that rumor going around.

“And the other one?” Sami tried to ask casually.

Almost everyone knew about Sami’s confrontation with Dean. During an argument out in the courtyard, Dean brought Sami’s sexuality confusion into the mix. Now there was a rumor going around that Dean felt sorry and didn’t actually mean to bring up such a touchy subject, but Sami didn’t believe it. He told anyone that believed otherwise that Dean could never keep the truth from his eyes. When he started calling Sami out, in front of multiple classmates no less, his crazy eyes told Sami that he meant and believed every word. Dean’s crazy eyes turned into black eyes by the time their confrontation was over. Sami, on the other hand, had a broken nose, a busted lip, and a bruised pride.

Roman’s gaze softened at Sami’s nervous-like behavior. He was there when the argument went down, he was the one who pulled Dean off of him. Roman had felt guilty for not telling Dean to stop once he got to dangerous waters, but Dean was his little brother. He was taught to stand behind his family, no matter the choices they make. Even if they are really dumb ones.

“Dean is….unpredictable. He may be there, he may not. If he is, I swear he’ll be on his best behavior,” Roman assured him. “And Samuel, Dean really didn’t mean to offend you, he was losing an argument and took a low blow.”

Annalise and Kevin looked at each other at Sami. The ginger was staring off down the hallway, trying to stay calm and act cool. He finally looked up at Roman after a moment of silence.

“It’s Sami.”

Roman seemed to understand that the smaller man was not trying to hear him defend his brother’s actions. The samoan simply just nodded and checked his watch.

“I have to go, see you three at five,” he stated, glancing up from his watch.

“Yeah, see ya,” Sami mumbled, already walking off.

Annalise and Kevin followed silently, leaving Roman Reigns behind them.

“Well that was...interesting,” Annalise said, falling into step with Sami on his left side.

“Yeah,” Kevin agreed, walking on Sami’s right. “You okay, Sami?”

Sami took a deep breath and nodded. The further they walked, the clearer his eyes became.

“Yeah,yeah, I’m fine.” He said. “I think I’m going to skip my next class though.”

Kevin wrapped his arm around Sami’s shoulder. Annalise intertwined her fingers with Sami’s. Sami glanced at both of them and smiled.

“Well,” Kevin said, flicking Sami’s ear. “If you’re skipping class, so am I.”

With a chuckle, Annalise nodded.

“I’m already finished with my classes for the day, wanna head to my dorm and get beat in some video games?”

Both boy’s smiles grew. Ignoring the look some classmates like Bobby Lashely and Daniel Bryan threw their way, the three of them walked to the doors.

“You’re on, grasshead!” Kevin exclaimed, making Sami laugh.

And while they walked out, Kevin discreetly flicked off the students who dared to look at him and his friends funny.

Bobby and Daniel certainly got the message.

#oc #fanfic #sami zayn #Kevin Owens #roman reigns #college au #WWE #Annalise Ruiz #chapter 1

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writinginthedarkwood · 5 years ago

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Thank you! I really love your work especially your alien series! Could I get a Yandere Mirio falling for a UA student that wants to be a hero despite their quirk causing tremendous physical pain? I’m female, but gender neutral is also fine. Weather control powers, and wind manipulation to fly. Personality stubborn and determined, masks pain and suffering with humor. Loves to fly, stays in the air as much as her body allows. Thank you so much!

Of course! I hope you like this. You might actually be my first OC request. So yay! Thank you :)

He saw it in your face, the way you looked after another failed training session. You were smiling, laughing with your group of friends.

"Wow I'm glad that robot wasn't a real person, you fried it so bad with that lightning storm." Your friend teased.

You laughed. "Yup! Fried it like calamari." You smiled and punched your friend in the arm.

Your feet didn't touch the ground, the air around you pushing you up, making you just a bit taller than everyone else. Mirio was across the hall, not really listening to what Nijere was blabbing on about.

Whenever you were nearby, you changed the room. The air pressure shifts, a bit of electricity tingles the back of his neck. He can even hear the soft gush of wind keeping you afloat.

You may have been laughing, but he knew better. He knew exactly what was about to happen.

Like clockwork another classmate chimed in.

"With all that damage you caused... you would make a really good villain!"

Your soft feet hit the ground. You didn't say anything at first. Mirio's blood boiled. Why didn't anyone else notice how bad comments like that hurt you? He peered over his shoulder.

You rolled your eyes and grinned. "Yeah yeah laugh it up!"

Your heart panged in your chest. You've heard it a lot, that your destructive powers would cause a lot of harm. That with a quirk like yours you could be a terrifying villain.

But you would never, never hurt someone intentionally. You came to UA to learn to control your powers better, use them for justice and nothing else.

"Hey Y/N!" Mirio called out. His blood was boiling, he tried to keep his distance from you usually, watching you from afar.

Your cheeks flushed red a bit, your crush noticing you in your gym clothes.

Mirios large physique dominated the space above your smaller friends. He was smiling, but it was obvious to everyone around that he was exuding anger. His face was tight, his spine stiff.

"Word around school is you've got a crazy quirk!"

You hovered above the ground again, making your height even with his. "Aw it's nothing special. Just some weather manipulation."

Was Mirio really talking to you right now? You couldn't believe he would take the time to talk to YOU. You had no idea he even knew who you were.

"I think that's really cool. You're going to make an amazing hero one day." He winked at you. "You should probably head back though, I think I heard your teacher was looking for you?"

"Oh shoot I completley forgot!" You waved over your shoulder and you floated away. "See you guys later!"

Your classmates started to walk away from the scene when Mirio reached out and gripped one of their shoulders.

"You know it's not very nice to call people a villain you know." His voice was low, quiet enough that anyone walking by might not hear.

"Oh I- I didnt mean-"

Mirio's fingers dug into their shoulder blade. "If you know what's good for you, you'll watch your mouth."

The students scattered, shocked at this quiet aggressive side of the famous leader of UA.

Mirio smirked to himself.

He caught that blush on your cheek, it was time for him to start improving your life a little bit more.

By adding a bit more.... him into it.

#yandere bnha #bnha mirio #yandere mirio #yandere #yandere mirio togata #bnha oc #bnha yandere requests #bnha fan fiction #bnha fanfiction #bnha fic

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ᴀᴅᴍɪᴛ ɪᴛ | ᴋ. ᴋʏᴏᴛᴀɴɪ x ꜰ. ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Pairing: Kyotani Kentarou x Female Reader

Request: >Yes No

Tag(s): This is a commission (more like a trade) for my friend Coralia!

Note(s): This is my first time writing for Kyotani but it was a lot of fun!

**This is taken from my Quotev, as this is my writing. Haikyuu characters do not belong to me, however, this writing does. Do not repost without my permission please.

* * * * *

Kyotani is confused as to why his classmate keeps calling him by his first name despite him wanting to be originally addressed by his last name. Ever since they were paired up for a small assignment she’s decided to call him by Kyotani. Without permission too. Suddenly he is Kyotani to his seatmate and now best friend. Even though it is disrespectful he is undeniably intrigued rather than frustrated.

“Want to come over to my house to study, Kyotani?” The girl who he was just thinking about asked, elbows propped on his desk. Her chair is still forwards, her body swung around so her chin rested on the back. With the cutest smile, she asked her usual question. “We have a test soon. Wouldn’t want you to fail!”

He only stared at that while he chewed his lunch, not knowing what he wanted to say to her question. No matter how many times she asks him he still feels like he’s at a loss of words. Using it being lunch as an excuse, he only takes another bite.

“I think that’s a yes?” Y/n chuckles, hoping he’d answer before class began.

“Sure.” The male says as he takes the last bite. Y/n doesn’t fail to notice how he stares at the container, eyes focused on the cartoon chicken.

Giggling, Y/n decides to tease his hesitation to throw it away. “Those mascots are pretty cute! I’d have trouble throwing it away too.” She offers him an innocent smile after her playful comment.

Kyotani ignores what she said and tosses the container in the trash, acting as if he wasn’t just thinking that. “I don’t know what you were talking about.” He tried to lie but Y/n saw right through him.

“Sure~!”

Students started to fill into the classroom from the hallways and restroom, as there was little time before class would resume. Kyotani slumps back into his seat with that information, wanting to be comfortable for the last few hours of school. Y/n swung her body back around to face the board, a smile on her face.

Brown eyes narrow onto Y/n as she writes something down, though Kyotani can’t tell what it is. This doesn’t stop him from staring at the girl in front of him, internally questioning his feelings for his friend. The longer he stares the more he notices about her. The tap of her foot against the chair leg, how her hand brushed against the paper she was writing on, and the thing Kyotani loves most about Y/n: how she smells sweet like strawberries.

“Pssh!” Kyotani heard Y/n whisper. “Class started!” She told him while giving him a note. Folded into neat quarters with a cute dog doodled on it, she gave him a grin.

When the teacher’s eyes glance over to the two Y/n is quickly staring at her book like she’s been working the entire time. Kyotani doesn’t mask how he wasn’t exactly paying attention but the teacher says and does nothing besides squinting and raising their voice a little. When their body turns to face the board, Y/n slides around again, giving the male a thumbs up and a small snicker.

Her focus goes back to the lesson while Kyotani eyes the piece of paper she dropped onto his desk. He slowly peels it open with his book up to hide what he is actually doing.

After not very delicately unfolding the paper he sees in her charmingly messy handwriting, “What time are you coming over?”

Flipping the piece of paper over, Kyotani begins writing. After a minute or so the piece of paper slipped into Y/n’s hand from under her desk. It’s her turn to sneakily read his query on the slip of paper.

“After practice.”

That got Y/n’s attention. In the few weeks she’s been friends he hardly talked about himself. He’s told her about how he loves dogs and chicken but never about after school activities. For the past month or so he’d just sit in his seat eating Kara Age Kun and listening to her rambles about trivial things. With his intense chocolate eyes staring into her own e/c orbs she had to fight the nerves bundling inside of her. But as soon as they came they went away and the two grew comfortable around each other.

Y/n wastes no time in writing another question down. Now that he’s truly opened up she wants to know more about the guy she’s been falling for since first seeing him as a freshman. After writing it down she drops it right by his foot.

Bending forward, Kyotani acts like he’s tying his shoes while getting the piece of notebook paper. He unbends it to reveal, “Ooo~! What club are you in?” He quickly scribbles down a couple of words and hands it back to her discreetly before turning back to his book.

Smiling, Y/n reads the club name again. She hadn’t seen him in any of the games so far this year. Despite that she was growing very interested. So interested that she’d have to watch one of their practices and soon.

“The boys’ volleyball club? Hmm…”

* * * * *

Oikawa couldn’t contain his excitement at seeing a new face outside of the gym doors. With gorgeous h/c hair and shining e/c eyes he also couldn’t deny he wanted her to have shown up to admire him like all the others.

“Oh! Iwa-chan? Who’s the new face?” He asks his friend by his side to be met with a scowl.

“I don’t know.” The male responds while grabbing a volleyball from the bin. The other boys on the team grab a ball and split into pairs for a quick warm up before individual practice. “Get changed!” Iwaizumi yells when Oikawa only stands, looking over the young girl talking to someone outside of the gym.

Oikawa still doesn’t move so Iwaizumi raises the volleyball. “But Iwa-chan! She’s so pretty! I hope she's here for me!”

That’s met with a disappointed head shake from Iwaizumi before he says, “Not every girl is going to be into you.”

“What?!” The captain takes obvious offense from that. “How could they not be interested in me? With my wonderful humour and incredible charms? That’s nigh impossible!” He dramatically says, adding a hand to his forehead for extra drama marks. Iwaizumi isn’t amused by the performance however, only hitting Oikawa with a volleyball.

“Get your ass in the gym so we can practice.”

“Fine Iwa-chan,” Oikawa says in defeat. “I don’t understand why you have to be so mean to me.”

Rolling his eyes, Iwaizumi walks ahead of Oikawa. However, the taller of the two is stopped by a hand grabbing his jacket. He stops, turning around to see who had so boldly gripped his jacket. Oikawa and Iwaizumi hardly believe who it is.

The pretty girl Oikawa has been ranting about.

Immediately Oikawa smirks, suspecting that she’s here for him. Iwaizumi lets out a groan and heads into the gym, knowing how this’ll likely end up going.

“I wonder who this beauty is?” Oikawa says with a flirty tone, holding his hand out to her. “Come here to watch us practice?” He’s seen her at their games but she’s not someone who attends practice matches or regular practices. “Or, maybe, see me?” Oikawa’s sly expression disappears when she shakes her head in a silent no.

“I’ve actually come to apply for manager.”

He’s too shocked to properly process what she says. “What?” Is all he manages to get out as Hanamaki snickers at Oikawa’s dazed face.

“She’s not here for you!” Someone shouts from inside the gym as Oikawa stands, shocked. Everyone came to see him. There’s no way this girl could be any different, right?

“Applying for manager to get closer to me?” Oikawa asks, leaning closer. His hand reaches forward to trap the girl against the wall. Y/n stares up at him, an application sheet in her hand. “You don’t even need to apply.” His voice drops as a means to sound more seductive.

It doesn’t work as Y/n’s shoe goes down on his toes, making him crouch down in pain. “Ahh!” Oikawa shouts as she walks away.

“Hi!” Y/n waves to Iwaizumi who is struggling not to laugh at the foolish display he’s made. The other members of the team aren’t holding back. Especially Hanamaki and Matsukawa, the duo cackling at the jokes they’re making about him. What really cracks them up is how she crushes his toes and then casually walks up to Iwaizumi like Oikawa isn’t hopping around in agony.

“I was wondering if I could be a manager?” She asks again, this time with a smile that makes Iwaizumi’s skeptical face soften. “I picked up an application sheet from the office already.” Showing him the sheet, he takes it with his free hand. The other is propping the volleyball against his waist and forearm.

Glancing over the sheet, Iwaizumi saw Y/n is a good student without any behavioral issues. He could see she works at a small bakery by Karasuno and tutors the middle schoolers from her old school. All in all Y/n had an amazing record and what looked like a remarkable work ethic.

The only thing missing from the application is why she wanted to be the boys’ volleyball team manager.

Iwaizumi didn’t want to assume Oikawa was right in assuming she’s here for him but he couldn’t exactly rule it out either. Handing her the sheet back after a thorough look, Iwaizumi thought about how to ask his question without taking any sides. “Why do you want to be our manager?”

“Well,” Y/n began honestly. “I did to get closer to someone.” That had gotten the entire team's attention, especially Oikawa’s.

“I am right! You joined to get closer to m-” Oikawa is cut off abruptly from Y/n continuing to speak.

“He’s really sweet and so cool!” Y/n couldn’t help but smile as she spoke about her crush and beloved friend. “He’s just so passionate about volleyball. He puts so much effort into improving and no one seems to appreciate that. So I’ve been learning more about volleyball for the past week and watching the practices-”

The team exchanged glances before looking back at Oikawa. So far, with the exception of ‘no one seems to appreciate that’ it sounded like their potential manager was enamored by none other than their captain.

“-I want to become your manager to get closer to him. I really like him and want to support him.” Y/n admits truthfully and without an ounce of doubt. After all, why be ashamed of liking someone?

Amidst the team’s doubts the gym doors open, the usually late wing spiker walking in. It’s easy to see how Y/n’s eyes lit up at his entry and how her arms outstretched and engulfed his body into an affectionate hug.

It was also clear that he’d heard all of that by how red his face is. Without words he wrapped his arms around his friend, holding her tightly. Even when she retracted he didn’t. His long arm only rested against her shoulder as she grinned happily at the male towering over her.

“I want to be your manager so I can directly support my favorite player and crush: Kentarou!”

His blush only got worse at you saying his last name with such affection. Not wanting to admit to it, but he had also developed feelings for his eccentric best friend. Despite his constant denial he knew that his feelings weren’t platonic. Even now with his crush in his arms with the brightest, most adorable doopy girn he’s ever seen he won’t admit he’s in love.

Still, he couldn’t help but love this new attention as she practically climbed his body to deliver the softest, briefest of kisses onto his nose. Looking down at her in both shock and admiration, he felt his heart throb with this new and very welcomed feeling filling him.

Maybe just this once, he can admit he’s in love with his best friend.

* * * * *

Oikawa felt sore all over. From the throbbing in his toes and face to his heart beating in his throat. No way did that just happen, right?

“No!” The male exclaimed as his teammates watched Y/n pull Kyotani down by his shirt collar for a real kiss. Everyone else on the team whistled and laughed, teasing their second year wing spiker on liking a girl so giddy. “You don’t really like Mad Dog-chan? Do you? No way!” Oikawa approached the newly formed couple with a pained expression, not really wanting to believe in this.

His collar is grabbed before he can harass the two as Iwaizumi pulls him back. “Leave them alone Trashykawa,” Iwaizumi said with a scowl directed at Oikawa. “Can’t you see they’re happy together?”

Oikawa looks back to see Y/n comparing her hand size to Kyotani’s, and as expected his hands are larger. Suddenly she laces her fingers with his, watching with a smile as his hand engulfs hers. His face immediately turns red as he tries and hide it but Y/n only giggles and starts swinging their intertwined fingers happily.

Smacking his captain, Iwaizumi says, “Now stop trying to get every pretty girl you see.” The male walks back to resume practice with a smile towards Kyotani, proud that he’s found someone sweet for him.

Standing there still, Oikawa watches as Y/n rambles about all the new things she’s learned about volleyball. He couldn’t help himself from watching in jealousy, never expecting to be jealous of his underclassman. Even with the ping of sadness in his chest from being rejected for the first time in a long while, he bends down to grab a volleyball. Closing his eyes, Oikawa holds the ball close to his body as he thinks for a moment. It wasn’t that he even liked the girl who had just walked into the gym. He’s confused as to why she doesn’t like him at all. With a hurting ego, Oikawa opens his eyes to look at his teammate proudly.

Even if he could have practically any girl in the world, he’s happy that Y/n loves Kyotani instead of him. Though his ego certainly doesn’t agree.

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