#phoenix drop high x reader

[pdpenpals]

hihi! i was wondering if i could get a romantic letter from phoenix drop high gene? she/they pronouns please :)

and for the context of the letter, maybe Gene & Reader recently started dating but can’t text because Reader is away at an academic sleep away camp (preferably centered around literature/writing)? Reader is on the more academic/nerdy side and not officially part of the SK so them doing these kinds of programs is their usual summer thing but it’s the first time Gene and Reader have been away from eachother since they started dating

tysm <33

hihi!! thanks for sending this in, i think this prompt’s absolutely adorable!

unrelated but speaking of literature whenever i see gene now that i’m older i think of heathcliff (more of the name) or the phantom for some reason.

your entire being perks up at the mention that a letter’s arrived, and your heart races as you go through who could have possibly sent it in your head. the moment you have it in your hands, you can almost tell exactly who it’s from. the envelope’s a dark gray, close enough to be black. there are stickers all over its back next to your name and address, same goes for the front. opening it, you catch a whiff of someone familiar’s cologne. that cheeky bastard. 

you notice almost immediately that there’s not only a letter inside, but a bunch of printed photos and some unused stickers. after finding a spot to settle your new goodies upon, you get comfy and get to reading.

Hey cutie. Miss me yet? 

Heard a fair’s coming to town soon. I think it’ll still be there when you get back. There should even be fireworks on the last day. We can go there if you wanna.

Other than that, nothing much happened today. Dante was out, and I had the house to myself for a good portion of the afternoon. Without sugarcoating it, I was bored out of my mind.

It took me a while to figure out my texts or calls weren’t getting through to you. Mom must have seen how frustrated I was about it, so she shared some of her spare stationery with me as a last resort. She said something about wanting to hear about how your summer’s been doing so far.

That’s all the small talk I can handle for today. You might get too tired of staring at only words for too long over there, so you might want to check out the pics taken these past few days. The stickers are from Zenix and Sasha by the way, they also say hi.

Kidding aside, I know how much this whole camp thing means to you.  But I’ve been feeling weird ever since you left. It’s weirder knowing you’re not nearby. When you’re not a walk or a call away. Even though I know exactly how many days and many hours are left until you come back.

Sappy shit out the way, I decided to read that one book you lent me at random. I’m not sure you remember it much since you hurriedly gave it to me without a second thought, but it’s that really old one about the day before the world ends. All that apocalyptic and sad shit. Even though I didn’t get it, I guess it was nice that Vincent and Leticia got their happy ending. To be honest, the book overall didn’t stand out to me much, but the concept of having one day left to live sure did.

If I knew the world was going to end tomorrow I would

Y’know, maybe it’s for the best I save it for when we meet again in person, so you better come back home in one piece, yeah?

With an aching heart and hand, Your Gene, who misses you terribly

PS. I feel like you’ve been rubbing off on me recently, state-of-mind-wise. While it’s not that bad, it gives me the chills.

PPS. If not having you near me hasn't driven me insane yet, I definitely will go mad if this letter doesn't make it to you. Especially after all I've put my wrist through just for this. Maybe I should visit the post office a few more times?

[yuu3137]

So I'm writing multiple Aphmau roleplay series fanfctions, originally it was just for My Inner Demons and some hints of Mystreet/Phoenix drop.

But than i decided to make a Phoenix Drop High prequel which inspired me to plan a Mystreet sequel which then inspired me to make a Diaries prequel prequel :3

I’m activity writing three of those with MID being on chapter 6, PDH was on chapter 5 but I’m rewriting all of it because I’m not happy with it and Diaries was on chapter 4 but I’m also rewriting all that.

So my question to you all is, who should be a love interest? Of course Ava, Asch, Rhys, Pierce, Leif and Noi are love interests in the MID book.

And I already have Ein planned in somewhere and maybe Zane because of the contrast MCD Zane and Y/Ns relationship could have to Mystreet.

Also Gene and Dante are not going to be love interests at all because they have more of a familial relationship.

But who else should be a Love interest, Guys and Girls

Sorry if this was long, also maybe Jeffory could be kinda like a secret crush in PHD because he looks after the detention kids and spoiler our MC got detention a lot :3

Also I need you to specify if the love interest your suggesting is for Mystreet, Phoenix drop or diaries, they would of course influence each other but specifics are good :)

And these might take a good long while because I'm only releasing a book once it’s completely done so i can manage a weekly upload schedule and I’m still in school🥲

I’m also planning to make a spotify playlist for maybe every book, MCD, PDH, MID and all Mystreet seasons (all will be individual books) except the first because we jump straight from MID to Love~Love Paradise

[aph-centric-fixs]

Calling all Aphmau fans!

Hello!! I'm Pubba, and I've been a recurring fan of Aphmau for a long time. I watched her content as a kid almost every day, and I never really forgot about her.

Due to her recent announcement of S7 of Mystreet (YAY!!), I've recently been binging her entire series', starting with Phoenix Drop High- obviously. Anyways, I've been scrounging around for fics, and while the ones being written right now are absolutely amazing!! I need more, and if you want something done do it yourself right?

Just a fair warning + rules/boundaries below:

By no means do I consider myself to be a good writer, do keep that in mind! As well as the fact I am almost never consistent with posting, I could take a whole year before I were to post a fic! This is also a side account, so I do sometimes forget about it haha...

Rules/Boundaries (no specific order)

I will only be writing x Readers, as that is what I focus on

Smut requests are welcome, but no promises I will follow through with them: as not only am I not that good at it, but some of y'all are just too freaky for me

Absolutely NO pedophilia, incest, or anything of the sorts is welcome here

My requests will always be open, but again no promises I will do them

I will absolutely NOT be writing for Aaron, possibly platonic, but I do sort of hate his character

You can request for any series, but be warned I have never watched Minecraft Diaries and it'll be awhile until I do.

AU's are welcome

When requesting, I do prefer if you give me a specific plot to follow by- it gets a little annoying when your entire inbox is just "*blank* headcanons???"

I'm not good at angst, but I can write it

Hurt/comfort is my favorite...

LGBT+/Poly/etc. is absolutely welcome!

I am a Garroth x Laurance shipper btw 🫶

[gemstonegirlies]

My Life at Phoenix Drop High 0

prologue

WARNING: CRUDE LANGUAGE! GENERALLY UNHINGED!

"Dad this place is disgusting. Why out of all houses that you decide to flip, it had to be this shithole?"

"It'll be fine honey." Your mom tries to reassure. "Shit." She swore in French as she tripped on a pothole in the yard.

"Don't swear in French mom."

"Don't talk back to your mother." She chastises, still speaking French to make a point.

"Then don't curse in other languages." You retort in Norwegian.

"Don't switch up languages on me young lady." She shouts in German. "Oh now there I go. Do you have any idea how infuriating you can be young lady?"

"How infuriating I can be?! Mom I only have like three friends in this town where as at West Pomi High I was the most popular girl in school."

"That's because you threw outlandish parties in middle school." Your dad walks up and gently interlocks his fingers with your mom's. "We love you but we're doing what's best for you. I don't want to hear any more complaints; it's not easy to pack up and move to a whole different region. And I don't want any more incidents like the spring dance." Your father whispers seriously, before walking in to the house. 

You brush past your mom, muttering something about "tiefla deserving it" on your way past, and make your way to the second floor. The stairs rattle under your angry stomps and you settle into your room, the attic.

The floor is brown and washed out, the paint on the walls is chipping and you swear you can see a dead rat in the corner. The only good thing it has is this small corner that jutted out because of this big window. You go over and push the top part open to get some fresh air. On the sides looked like some kind or railing so you push out the bottom one as well and see it turns into a little makeshift balcony.

You catch your breath and smile slightly. It may be a hovel compared to your last home but it doesn't have to stay that way. After all a diamond is just a rock that needs pressure and time to be beautiful and valuable. Or at least that was your father's company motto.

You pull out your phone and lean against the glass of your new balcony. A year earlier you met two girls at a camp you'd visited when you were traveling with your dad for a business trip of his. Your mom was off traveling in the Gal'ruk region. They mentioned that they lived in Phoenix Drop so you might as well give them a call and see if they'd be able to drop by and help you decorate.

You: Sup nerds!

Laylani: Hey (Y/n)!

Dallie: *coughcarriecough*

You: Shut up Jackass!

Dallie: Pussy

You: I love you😚 

Dallie: Ugh pookie 😳 Dallie: We have an audience! You can be saying that 🥰

Parsley: You whores need to get a room

You: Can't help it 😫 You: I love my dollie

Laylani: Okay, just because her name is a homophone doesn't mean you should flirt with my sister like that!

You: I'm only seeing the bottom half of that text. You: "flirt with my sister!"

Laylani: NO!

You: Anyway bitches! I have a surprise for you! 

You send a photo of your new empty room. 

You: My dad moved us to Phoenix Drop. Thanks to his real estate company we have 7 pounds of tarp and five pounds of (F/c) paint. You: If you guys wanted  you could come over and we could have a paint party. I could finally meat Parsley. 

Parsley: Meet*Parsley: Unless you're trying to eat me.

You: Nah, I'm an Ally but I don't eat pu-

Dallie: aw 😞 jk Dallie: We'll be over soon!

Laylani: I'll bring over (s/f/c) and some stencils

Parsley: If I come I get to know about that Carrie comment 😑

You: Listen, I ask you hear me out before you judge

So you got what you needed set up and led the girls into your room. You guys get to work painting and telling Parsley about what the Carrie comment meant. "And that's why we had to move here."

"Wow. That's kinda of messed up. On her part I mean!" Parsley looks at you sadly.

"Yeah, you guys should have done more! If that bitch was harassing me for that long I would have done so much worse." Dallie chimes in.

"I think what you did wasn't right. But I'll stand by you as a friend and support you." Laylani gently scolds from the other side of the room.

"Kiss ass." Her twin Dallie teases.

"Whatever! I stand by my convictions." Laylani doubles down 

"Hey if strawberry shortcake and my little pony taught us anything it's that "being a friend means telling you other friends hard truths they might not want to hear." Or something like that." You joke.

"Fair enough." Dallie smiles and goes back to painting.

Like the good friends they are they helped you unpack your clothes as the movers moved the bigger furniture.

"We will be having sleep overs here all the time I assume?" Dallie smiled, sitting next to you.

"Sure." You smiled casually, laying on your bed. Laylani was giving you silly hairstyles, your head on her lap.

"As long as I can bring something horror related." Parsley sat on the edge of your bed reading something on her phone.

"No body horror please." Laylani begged.

"Aw are you sensitive?" You giggled and hugged her, wrapping your arms around her neck. "You're such a softie."

"Ah! Hey!" She squeaks as she was caught off guard by the contact. The other girls laughed and after a while you all had dinner and they went home.

"Maybe things won't be so bad. At least there's a cute boy next door." You said as you looked out your balcony that night. "Yeah. Things will be fine."

[starhvney]

𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑: 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: blaze, garroth, gene, laurance

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: your friend group has a certain game they like to play at your co-ed sleepovers–one that was exhilarating and full of tension. naturally, what’s a girl to do but use her wits and charm to win over the heart of the boy she’s playing with? and what if he’s the one pulling the strings all along?

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: teens being teens, fluff and flirtyness, kissing and cooties! it’s implied that they’re dating the reader or at least have mutual crushes

𝐂𝐖: use of fake knives and nerf guns lol

𝐀/𝐍: erm..umm…hehe? bites lip

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫. 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.

“hey blaze, wanna go see something cool?” you ask suddenly, tilting your head and batting your eyelashes up at the tall werewolf.

he purses his lips, black ears twitching against his dark red curls. a suspicious hum leaves his lips for a moment as the rest of the group warily watches on.

“okay!” he goofily smiles, shrugging and following after you towards the house’s basement door.

“blaze… don’t fall for it.”

“but she’s such a trustworthy person!” he protests against the group’s warnings, beginning to follow you down the dim staircase.

you hold back a snort at his enthusiastic voice, wondering if he was playing up on his usual airheaded tendencies or if he really thought you weren’t going to kill him off from the game down here.

“the basement, definitely super romantic and cool and not suspicious at all!”

he definitely knew. you giggle as you make it to the end of the staircase, standing at the bottom as you awkwardly try to think of what you want to “show him” besides the plastic knife in your pocket.

“your laugh is usually cute, but when it’s so mischievous and in a dark basement it’s kind of creepy,” he shivers, backing up towards the stairs again. “actually… i just remembered i need to do something!”

“wait! you said i’m cute, right?” you snatch onto his flannel, dragging him back towards you—or rather dragging yourself towards his much heavier and unmoving body.

“yeah…”

“um… wanna… make out?”

“yeah!” he switches back to his himbo cheerfulness, very eagerly leaning down and pressing his lips against yours.

you indulge him for a moment, before your puckered lips spread into an evil smile and you’re pressing the plastic knife into his abs. a disappointed sigh leaves his lips as he dramatically sinks down to the floor to play dead.

“not cool, you’re gonna leave me in the spooky basement?” he pouts, his fluffy tail laying flat on the ground.

“you’ll be fine,” you giggle, pressing one last kiss to his forehead and happily skipping up the stairs to finish the round. “see you later!”

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞!

“where is everyone…?” you trail, feeling uneasy as you look for all of the friends you were separated from. 

your search is interrupted when you hear footsteps rapidly approaching you across the grass of the backyard. 

despite knowing this was a silly game with friends, turning to see a six foot three beast of a werewolf sprinting at you with a plastic knife in hand was still a terrifying visual. you couldn’t help the terrified yelp that left your lips as you sprinted away from him, knowing your efforts were futile.

you’re caught up to within barely a few seconds, strong arms nearly crushing you as he scoops you up. a squeal leaves your lips as you cling onto his shirt, feeling your feet leave the ground.

“wait! wait!” you screech, heart racing as you catch your breath.

“nuh-uh,” he laughs.

you groan when you feel the knife firmly placed against your back, limply dangling in blaze��s arms.

“caught you.”

𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫. 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.

your arms boldly slink around garroth’s shoulders as you lean onto him from behind where he sat, your face snuggling up to the side of his cheek.

automatically he tenses up, eyelids narrowing as his vision darts over to you from the side of his eye. he mutters your name suspiciously, but one of his hands comes up to softly grab onto one of your arms.

“hey, garroth,” you whisper into his ear, holding back the amused giggle that fights to escape your lips. “i was just wishing a tall, hot blonde guy would go into the closet to make out with me…”

garroth sighs, his ears turning a bright red where your breath ghosted along the skin.

“you said that last time, and i died.”

you can tell he’s trying to make his voice monotonous and unimpressed, but the amused intonation at the end of his sentence tells another story. your chest presses against his back, and the breathy, mischievous laughter that exhales from your lungs shakes the both of you.

“no, i’m for real this time!”

“oh yeah, that sounds perfect,” he sarcastically quips back. “i’ll go with the girl trying to seduce me into the closet with no witnesses.”

“garroth… would i ever betray you in such a way?”

“you just did a couple rounds ago.”

“yeahhh,” you drawl out, placing a kiss on his cheek as you quickly place the knife over his heart and press down. “sorry.”

he sighs, slumping forward on the table to play dead.

“so cruel and heartless,” he jokingly pouts, and you have to restrain yourself from placing another kiss on his jutted lower lip.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞!

“garroth, i’m sorry. why don’t we hug it out?” you suggest, arms spread wide as you look up at the blonde expectantly.

he rolls his eyes, leaning down and tightly wrapping his arms around you. after a moment you pay his back, expecting to be let go, but realization hits you as it’s his turn to giggle at you. 

the light rumbling of his laughter vibrates against you, before you feel the plastic knife pressing right up against the small of your back.

you groan, going limp in his arms and leaning your head back as you sigh in light hearted annoyance.

“wowwww, okay.”

he continues to laugh, leaning over and letting you slink down to the floor before gently letting you rest on the ground.

“sorry,” he smiles, looking the least bit sorry before leaning down and placing a kiss against your lips.

“i’m so gonna haunt you.”

“i wouldn’t mind a pretty ghost following me around,” he smiles back, before getting back up and running off to finish his job.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫. 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.

“gene, wanna go make out?” you casually ask, smiling at the older boy cheekily and attempting to ignore the attractive look he stares back at you with.

his head falls back and he rolls his eyes, smirk plastered on his lips as he sighs in contemplation from where he sat.

“see, how am i supposed to refuse when you ask like that, though?”

“like what?” you tilt your head innocently, lacing your hands behind your back.

he pointedly stares at you through hooded eyes, before stretching up from his seat and shoving his hands in his pockets.

“alright, where are we going to make out?”

you shrug and guide him out of the house, passing a few people as you go.

“where are you two going?”

“to make out, apparently.”

“don’t tell me you’re falling for that.”

“it’ll be fine,” gene drawls, waving his hand as the two of you exit the house. “i have a feeling on how this is gonna end, but i’ll take my chances.”

“well, whoever’s the cop—be ready when she comes back alone,” you hear someone say as the door shuts behind you. 

you only take a few steps before turning around, pointing the knife at him with a small innocent smile on your face.

“damn, not even gonna give me a small chance at a kiss before you kill me?”

“so sorry,” you apologize emptily, the cheeky smile on your lips leaving when he leans forward into the knife, grabbing your face and devouring your lips for a moment with his own.

you blink at him in shock as he pretends to cough in pain, keeping forward into the ground and rolling onto his back to play dead.

“it’s alright, you will be later,” he smirks back, laying flat on the ground and staring up at the stars.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐜𝐨𝐩. 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞!

finally! you found where your friends had been all round… only to see that they were all sprawled out on the floor, motionless. you take a cautious step into the room, slowly turning your head to the tall form standing in your peripheral.

you hear a few snickers from the ground as you and gene stare at each other, with your hands on your hips.

“well, it’s just us, huh?”

“yep.”

you don’t have enough time or a chance to pull out the gun, instead having to run away down the hall and through the back doors as he suddenly sprints after you.

“nooo! nonono, gene!” you call out, fumbling for the gun in your pocket as you run through the grass.

“why are you running?” he asks, the amused smile on his lips heard through his voice without even having to glance back. “don’t run from me.”

you point the gun back, shooting and missing the boy entirely, wasting your last bullet. one more stride and he catches up to you, knocking the gun out of your hand and restraining you against him with one arm in a single swoop. 

“wait! don’t!” you frantically scramble as he presses the knife up against your chest. “i will… um!”

“mhmmm…” he tauntingly hums, letting you continue.

“…go out? …with you?”

you whine as he presses the knife down against your chest, slumping over as he hunches over and slowly lets you down to the ground. deep laughter leaves his lips as he looks down at your pout, hands on his knees in amusement. 

“sorry, that’s not a good deal if you already do that, doll.”

𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫. 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.

“laurance, follow me,” you tug on his shirt, backing up as you try to lure him out of the room.

“i’m not falling for that, silly girl,” he leans down towards you, smirk plastered on his face. “where’s everyone else you walked off with, then. hm?”

“falling for what?” you follow him as he starts backing away from you and towards the door. “i just love you so much. i wanna show you!”

“uh-huh, right,” he nods, before turning and taking off outside into the cool night air.

“laurance! wait, let me show you!” you laugh hysterically. “i wanna show you how much i love you!”

“get away!” he laughs, using his soccer skills to dodge and run away from you in the grass.

you manage to catch him, jumping onto his back and using the momentum to tackle the both of you down to the soft grass. your legs straddle his torso as you both catch your breath, chests panting for air.

“now it’s just us…” you trail, dragging your index finger across his lower lip. 

you pull on it before leaning down and pressing a kiss to his lips, simultaneously plunging the fake knife against his chest.

“that was both terrifying and hot at the same time,” he breathes with a smug grin.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐜𝐨𝐩. 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞!

“come on, you don’t trust me?” laurance tilts his head, pouting as you indecisively point your gun back and forth between him and katelyn—the rest of your friends laid out on the ground. “ouch, that hurts.”

katelyn stares at you with a deadpan expression. her and laurance have their arms raised in the air in surrender, leaving you as the one to make the game-settling decision.

“um…”

“don’t let him woo you, you’re better than this—“

“she went off with aphmau alone and now aphmau is dead!” laurance insists, leaning forward towards you. “it’s obviously her, be smart. you’re smart.”

“um… i’m sorry katelyn!” you apologize, sending a bullet out toward katelyn’s stomach.

she laughs with a groan as she sinks to the ground. you come to the realization that you, in fact, made the wrong decision when nobody else gets up, leaving you and laurance at a standstill.

“…i’m out of bullets.”

“you better run…” someone mutters with a snort on the ground.

strings of shouts and scared curses leave your lips as you take off down the hallway, searching for any bullets to use now that you’ve cornered yourself at one end of the house.

“oh no!” you yelp, socks sliding as you land against a wall, laurance’s hands trapping you in before you can scramble anywhere else.

“hey,” he jokingly bites his lip, staring at you with faux seduction.

you sigh dramatically. “just kill me.”

he giggles, stabbing you with the knife before placing a kiss against your cheek.

“hey, it’s not your fault my charm works so well—“

“shut up.”

©starhvney, 2024. please do not steal or repost my works as your own.

[miniaturecollectiveendermen]

hihi! hope you’re doing well :)

i was wondering if you could write headcannons for phoenix drop high Gene, Garroth & Blaze with a popular reader? like reader is well known in phoenix drop high, super energetic, kind and captain/leader of a big sports team/club? maybe just general headcannons (including how the two get together?)

tysm <33

A/N: i had a lot of fun writing this!! im sorry it took a while, i was sick when the request was sent and got sick again in the middle of writing im good now - for the most part at least

i hope you enjoy read this! :3

!! WARNINGS !! i feel like PDH!gene needs a warning of his own, gn!reader, you/your pronouns used

Gene: 

You were the volleyball club president, the cheery type who had a knack for making friends.

Gene is in no way fond of the popular types; so then why did you catch his attention? 

Why does his heartbeat pick up when he sees you smile, when he hears your laugh?

Gene is a selfish person, he takes what he wants - and in this case he wants you.

He considered trying to find something to blackmail you with, and get you to join the shadowknights.

But you always had people around you, and everyone knew what he was like, so there was no way they'd let him pull you away for a private conversation. 

But he found himself with the perfect opportunity one day after school. 

Your teammates had other obligations they needed to attend to; this left you to put away the equipment. 

He dismissed Sasha and Zenix (mainly Zenix as he had a tendency to speak without thinking). 

He approached you, and offered to help clean up. 

It was almost unnerving how nice he was being - you may have been a friendly person but you weren't stupid. you knew he was planning something.

You chose to be nice to him, but you kept your guard up. 

Time passes and you guys finish cleaning up, you say goodbye to Gene, and leave. 

Only after you leave does he realize he didn't even bring up you joining the shadow-knights. 

He just spent time with you, talking and hanging out like you were old friends. 

This is the first thing that made him question his plan.

PDH gene is by no means a good person - but even he has some morals. 

After this you would say hello to him in passing and make small talk - again acting like you two had been friends for years. 

You were just too sweet, and it chipped away at him. 

Eventually he completely forgot about forcing you to join the shadowknights. 

Although you weren't a shadowknight, you were friends. 

And not just with him, you were nice to Sasha and Zenix too. 

Sasha had gotten rather attached to you, and although Zenix would rather die than admit it - he quite liked having you around. 

Of course other people questioned why someone as sweet as you would be friends with them. Were you being forced?

you would always respond with “they're actually really nice” - Which no one believed of course.

But Gene quickly shut down all the questions, and no one really wanted to get on his bad side; so they stopped asking you about it.

Your relationship with Gene slowly changed, you two never acknowledged it.

but you both knew you weren't just “friends” anymore. 

Gene isn't the type to be explicitly romantic or loud with his affections - he's more subtle about it. 

He asked you out in a very casual way - you two were hanging out at his house. 

You were scrolling on your phone absentmindedly while he was playing a game, when he suddenly asked:

“Do you wanna go to the coffee shop this weekend?” “Sure!” “It's a date then.” 

No beating around the bush with this man. 

It's an interesting dynamic between you two - but he wouldn't have it any other way. 

Garroth: 

Garroth is a naturally charismatic and sociable person.

This, along with him being the baseball team captain, meant it was only natural for Garroth to be well acquainted with other sports captains. 

You were the track and field team captain. 

Much like Garroth you were charming and peppy, and had a tendency to naturally draw people to you. 

On the first day of the new school year, you were tending to the track and field club’s stand. 

Some other club leaders asked for your help; because of this a handful of nearby freshmen got the impression that you were helping with everything, and not just your own stand. 

You were happy to help, but you didn't anticipate being suddenly surrounded by a large group of over-excited freshmen who kept talking over each other.

You tried to help them all, but it was getting overwhelming.

As if he could hear your thoughts, Garroth redirected the freshmen to the mentors - he also offered to help out with the track and field stand. 

He wasn't very busy with the other members tending to the baseball stand.

You gladly accepted his help - although you and Garroth were friendly before this, you weren't very close.

After this day your friendship blossomed; the two of you would often spend free time together and even help each other with team captain responsibilities.

If either of you had a match, the other would be sure to come and cheer. 

With the two of you being as popular as you were, it was only inevitable for rumors to start about you two dating.

Garroth brushed it off and acted as though he wasn't affected by the silly rumors - but that wasn't really the case.

Truthfully he had been harboring feelings for you for some time, and these rumors gave him a chance to see how you'd react to the idea of you two dating. 

He did sometimes flirt with you, but played it off as a joke causing you to respond with joking flirtation of your own (was it really a joke tho). 

When you didn't seem opposed to the idea, his heart jumped out of his chest.

He took the first chance he got and asked you out. 

He's so cute guys I love him.

Blaze: 

You had been the tennis team captain for over a year - your popularity grew along with the tennis club as you led the team to win many matches.

had been receiving complaints by team members about a group of werewolves that kept stealing tennis balls in the middle of matches.

A few lost balls wouldn't be much of a problem, but they kept doing this until the players had none left.

You knew if you went to the werewolves responsible yourself the chances of them listening to you were little.

So you opted to go directly to the principal - so far she seemed a lot more competent than the previous principal, so you had hoped she'd be able to help you.

But these hopes were quickly diminished when she said she couldn't intervene as it was a “werewolf issue”.

You argued it was affecting the tennis club members who were human and meif'wa as well.

But she made some vague excuse about having a meeting and told you to talk to the werewolf studies teacher about it. 

After having any and all hope in the new principal destroyed, you went off to find the werewolf studies teacher.

When you explained the situation to him he informed you that this was the responsibility of the “alpha” and he couldn't do much.

By this point you were getting very frustrated - you had to run all over the school to find someone to help, only for them to tell you that they couldn't do anything. 

To your relief you were informed that the werewolf alpha was Aphmau (you decided to not ask why a human was the werewolf alpha). 

You weren't super close with Aphmau, but you met her once when you and Katelyn were playing tennis - you’d had some friendly interactions since and you had hoped that she wouldn't dismiss you like the last two people.

You managed to find her as she was talking to a red haired werewolf - you had seen him around a few times. His name was Blaze if you remembered correctly.

She was friendly as usual when you approached her, but you noticed she seemed more tired and even a bit frazzled.

You explained the situation to her and she was very understanding, but you could see that just thinking about handling this made her look even more tired.

That's when Blaze interrupted and said he was happy to help, as aphmau had to focus on choosing an alpha male - whatever that means.

You were ecstatic, after all that running around you finally found someone who could help.

Blaze was very sweet- and although he was a tad clueless when it came to certain things, he certainly had the spirit.

You helped Blaze find the responsible werewolves and at first he was explaining to them that they shouldn't steal things that don't belong to them. 

However after they were not very receptive to this, he took a more,, “hands on” approach.

You knew after going to this school for some time that werewolves would often solve conflict by fighting.

But you didn't expect blaze to throw the werewolves out the nearest window and then jump out after them??? 

You just wanted your team members to be able to practice in peace.. How did this happen-?

By the time that you reached downstairs where they were, the group of werewolves were standing in front of Blaze, looking down silently.

Blaze was grinning and looked very proud of himself - he seemed to be waiting for you to tell him he did a good job.

You didn't expect a 6’3 werewolf to be so.. Cute? 

You thanked him for his help and told him he was welcome to play with the tennis team whenever he pleased.

In the following weeks your friendship grew - he would join your practice in his free time. 

Although when he did it was mostly him chasing after the ball and forgetting he's supposed to hit it with the racket. 

As you grew closer, Blaze started noticing that his feelings towards you were changing. 

He always thought you were rather cute but he didnt think too deeply about it. 

But his desire to be around you grew.

subtlety isn't Blaze’s strong suit - the second he realizes he has a crush on someone, he starts following them around everywhere and his affection grows tenfold. 

He's a naturally affectionate person towards his loved ones, but you noticed that it's different with you. 

One day you decide to ask him about it and he just looks at you and just flat out confesses.

He was under the impression that he was being quite obvious. 

He's so <3333

I love him 

Immensely

[dilly-dahlia]

i had a vision and I fear no one will understand it

[travelerpoetry]

Hiii!! I’m still here, lol!! Can I please request headcannons of what Zane is like in a relationship? What are his habits :)?

Omg!!! Hi hello!

School was shitty yesterday, so I'm going to work on this. I ask now!!!!

Character: Zane Ro'meave

Type: Headcannons

Request: what he's like in a relationship

ZANE RO'MEAVE

At the start of your relationship, he's very insecure.

Not only because he isn't very good with emotions and confronting them (like his love for you), the most prominent problem is well.. his brother.

His brother, Garroth, was always the golden child and was seen as perfect by literally everyone like the students in Phoenix drop high and by his own parents.

It's not a secret that Zane resented his brother because of that and due to that he was even more nervous when he brought you to meet his brother for the first time.

He was convinced that you were going to leave him the first few weeks after meeting garroth.

And because of this, he got a particular habit of having at least some sort of contact with you at any given time not only to have the comfort of knowing that you're there, still together with him and next to him but to also let everyone know that you're here with him.

At the start, he only allowed himself to interlock pinky fingers with you, but as your relationship continues, he becomes more.. greedy, He starts off slowly, going from interlocking pinky's with you to holding hands to interlocking arms with you to unashamedly putting his arms around you anytime he can.

He is the little spoon. No arguments, it does not matter if you're smaller than him or taller than him or thicker then him, The feeling of you having your arms around him gives him a feeling of comfort and security.

He makes it a point to tell you he loves you atleast ONCE a day. Because he knows for a fact that he doesn't show that he does at times but don't worry he's working on it.

You know how everyone says that girlfriends steal their boyfriends clothes? Yea, he's the girlfriend in this scenario, just that he doesn't steal your hoodies but he does infact steal your hairclips.

He wears atleast one of your hairclips in his fringe every single day, it doesn't matter what colour they are even if all of your hairclips were pink he'd still wear them because it was a little reminder that there will always be a part of you together with him even when your not physically there.

He has a habit of bringing you cookies every monday. It started in the third week in your relationship. He really wanted to show you how much he loved you since he was not yet feeling secure enough to say 'I love you', and the first time he gave you cookies they were poorly made christmas cookies (even though it was the middle of summer) that were burned at least partially but you knew he made them with love even if they weren't pefectely made. He was embarrassed and quite a bit ashamed when he presented them to you even saying "They're shitty Okay!? You don't need to eat them." When you actually accepted them and since then he gradually improved.

Another habit of his was too hold your hands when he is nervous he would squeeze your hands tightly when his anxiety got the better of him.

He also looks into anything you recommend to him, whether it was a movie or an article of clothing he'd look into them every Saturday, no matter how small the mention of it was even if it was only mentioned in passing. It was well.. a habit now.

He takes a picture every time you both do something you enjoy but he nevers post them his reasoning for it is 'It's only meant for my eyes.. these rather intimate moments are only for me and you to share'

He wears a bracelet you made when the two of you first became friends and he wears it every day even if it clashes with his outfits at times with his uniform on though when he does wear it while wearing his uniform he tugs it into his sleeve not because his ashamed but to keep it safe and from getting his dirty.

Further into the relationship, if you were born afab, he'd stock up on pads, tampons, ibuprofen, keep a heating pad and even sweets if it made you feel better during your time of the month.

Though if you were born amab he wouldn't keep around pads or tampons since you obviously don't need them but he does infact keep ibuprofen, sweets and a heating pad around if you were ever in need of these items.

These were the headcannons I have.

I actually wanted to put some more things into this, but I rather kept on track of the request!

I'm know I'm not the best writer but I hope you like this!

[pbandjz]

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 • 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: pdh!gene x fem!reader

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: angst/comfort, fluff, romantic/suggestive tension.

𝐜𝐰: slightly suggestive (its GENE.) but majority sfw. 16+ !

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 2nd year at phoenix drop high, youre a sophmore. You run into ivy causing a mess and getting on her SUPER bad side. keeping ivys bullying to yourself from your friends, you get into a situation with the shadow knights.

DISCLAIMER

ive never writen a fanfic before so if this is cringe or too many unnecessary details and horrible spelling mistakes i am so sorry...pls give me a chance..(pls give me feedback on how to improve my writing. pls be nice.)

CHAPTER 2.

As you park in front of the girl's house, you pull out your phone to send her a text.

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Aphmau ^^

(xxx)-xxx-xxxx

You: alright !! :) I'll pick you up in the morning! Goodnight!!1

Aphmau: Okeyyy! :3 Goodnightt!

Read 10:23

-monday-

You: hey i'm hereee

Delivered 7:20

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You stare at your phone as you wait for her to respond. Dead panning at the front entrance after 5 minutes. Looking back at your phone and sighing, you unbuckle yourself and open the door to your car. You walk up to the front door of Aphmau's house and knock on the door. To your surprise you can hear shuffling from the inside and a yell from what sounds like an older woman.

The older woman swings the door open and smiles brightly at you. You’ve met her before but briefly. “Hi mija! Are you here to take my baby to school?” She holds her hand together waiting for your response. “Yes ma’am! I'm here for Aphmau” you finally respond with a nervous smile. She whips around and walks towards the stairs before turning to you for a moment. “Come in mija!” she says while turning back to the stairs and yelling up the stairs. You close the door behind you and wait for the black haired girl at the entrance. You wait about two minutes before watching the short girl wave at you from up the stairs. You smile at her and wave back as she rushes down the stairs. “Sorry for the wait” she exclaims. She runs up to you and throws her bag onto the floor and gets on the floor to shove her feet into her shoes. Picking up her stuff, you look at her holding the door open for them to leave. She yells her goodbyes to her mom and shuts the door and locks it. She turns to you and smiles tiredly. You smile back and head towards your car. You get into the car together and start playing music.

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at school

You look down at your phone as you finish climbing the stairs up to the front entrance of the school. You both give each other a side eye remembering that they have the doors locked for the first day. You and Aphmau both agree after staring at the doors that you would find the others before the bell rings. Looking around you make eye contact with kawaii chans sparkling orange eyes. You giggle to yourself about how happy she is to see you and Aphmau. You guys make your way over to Kawaii chan who is standing with Kaitlyn and nicole.

You don't seem to notice someone out of the corner of your eye while checking your phone for the time causing you to crash into one another. You fall to your knees in slight pain, looking up covering your sore nose to see Aphmau's terrified face and then slowly looking to see who you had the unfortunate fate of bumping into on the first day. You lay your eyes on an edgy looking teenage boy. His ashy blue eyes slightly covered by messy black hair stare down at you with disdain. You look back at aphmau and she looks down back to you while reaching her hand out for you. Picking yourself up with the help of your friend you look back to where the black haired buy was a moment ago. He’s gone. You look around and see he’s only a few steps away so you watch him walk away into the corner join a few other edgy looking kids. You roll your eyes and look back at aphmau who is nervously smiling at you. “Who was that..?” you finally break the silence. She’s startled by your question. Although, now you were good friends, last year you weren't too close. So you don't have any knowledge of the boy and Aphmau's history. “...is he an ex?” You ask, making aphmau's jaw drop and deadpan to the group of friends that were waiting for you. You turn to look at them and to your surprise they looked shocked. Kaitlyn looks almost pissed and disgusted and Nicole's mouth is slightly open in awe. Kawaii chan on the other hand…you can tell something stirring up in her little meif'wa mind. She has the fattest smile on her face that makes you cringe and hide behind Aphmau as you collectively walked towards the group.

As you near them, passing the fountain, you can feel the stares of other students. They're not necessarily BAD stares but it was awkward. “Are you ok?” Kaitlyn asks, turning her head and staring menacingly at the boy that didn't seem too apologetic for knocking you down. You glance over to the group and the heat rushes to your face when you catch him staring and you. He smirks before looking away and continuing his conversation. “y-yeah..I’m fine,,why?”. You face the 4 friends in confusion. The four of them look at you with concern or nervous smiles. Nicole leans in and cups your ear and whispers, “Well, last year Aphmau had a few problems with that group. They’re called the Shadow Knights. They’re just a group of delinquents. They just skip and tag the place up while no one watches. They haven’t done anything too bad after what happened last year with them getting caught skipping in the back of the school. But they still seem to like picking on some students. It's best not to associate with them in any way for the better of your safety.” she pulls away and smiles. You look to aphmau with a worried face. “So his name is Gene?” You ask. “Yeah. The one you bumped into is gene, the white haired girl is sasha and the brunette is Zenix.” Kaitlyn says with a hint of hate in her voice.

As you turn to speak to Aphmau the bell rings and all the students rush into the building after the doors open. Youre about to walk into the crowd when KC grabs you and pulls you back into the group. “Kawaiichan thinks its best to be the last to get into the building so we dont get lost..” You shrug and nod in agreement. To your suprise, when most of the students made it into the building you see Gene and his friends start to sneak away. Kaitlyn being petty and nosy, calls over Teony. She’s been holding the door the entire time, you couldnt see her behind the swarm of students. Nonetheless she makes her way to you and the other girls before glancing at the group of delinquents trying to make their escape. “Sorry ladies..” she says sweetly before storming towards the students and scolding them and dragging them into the building. You start making your way into the building aswell. Catching another glimpse of an even more angered trio, you cant help but let out a small giggle while passing them, earning a glare from Zenix.

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☆

In class

You dont have any classes with any of your friends for your first class so you sit at the seat near the back window looking out into a hall. Your eyes travel across the room before stopping at the now opening classroom door. You watch the black haired boy grumbling to himself as Teony drags him into the class. She waves at you before explaining to the teacher that he had gotten lost. Obviously a lie. Teony was a saint when it came to saving even the bad kids. She leaves after waving you goodbye. TThe teacher looks at the boy with a soft smile. She looks around the room and lay her eyes into you. Smiling, she gestures over to you with her hand. “There. You will sit there for the semester. Maybe sitting next to a top student will help you get your act together." she says gently with a bit of disdain in her voice. He looks into the direction the teacher was pointing with zero emotion on his face. Until he lays eyes on you. He furrows his eyebrows and groans while shuffing his way towards the seat next to you. Placing the bag onto his desk before standing there next to his new seat glaring. You can smell the faint smell of cigarettes poorly covered by cologne, making your nose scrunch in disgust. You give him a weak and fake smile as he sits. Making him smile just as, if not more obviously fake, in response.

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☆

After a nerve-wracking class, you stop near the door of the class to look at your schedule. You can smell the cigarettes again. You felt someone shove past you in the alomst empty hall. You look up in confusion and see Gene walking away. You stare at the back of his head. “Asshole.” You mutter under your breath, just loud enough for him to hear over the sound of werewolves playing around in the next hall. He stop in his tracks, turns his head to look back at you with a shit eating grin. You return the smile back as if you said nothing. Walking past him before he can get a word in. You can feel his gaze burn into the back of your skull, making your face flush red in fear of what you just got yourself into.

[garcargofarfar]

Analyzing Ein.

I despise Ein wholeheartedly simply because of the mayhem he's caused the characters in MyStreet. But regardless I think Ein has more character depth than Aaron.

It sucks to admit because I love Aaron(Jason as a voice actor simply. You gotta love his voice.) But damnn Aaron's character has like zero depth. His whole personality is just 'Oh no my eyes' 'I have daddy issues' and 'I'm obsessed over aphmau'

EIN ON THE OTHER HAND >>>

Now let's analyze Ein starting from PDH s2 :)

Before he moved to PDH, he was from a Western wolf tribe. There, he was an Omega and we can assume he was bullied and didn't have it easy there. That's why when Aphmau, literally the FEMALE ALPHA, started being nice to him, he started to develop a small little crush.

I personally think, and still think he wasn't using Aph to his advantage to become Alpha Male. He was probably just overwhelmed by the affection he felt from Aph given his past. However I can't help but feel like the whole thing was just the tiniest bit rushed.

But then after he became alpha male he probably felt a sense of power that he'd never felt before, driving him to go all 'yeah you all suck bow to me peasants'

Throughout MyStreet s4, Ein had gotten a lot more evil. We don't know what happened to him during the times when he was off-screen during MyStreet s1-s3 but like- dude. Chill. Youre trying to kill everyone simply because Aaron beat you up, you didn't get to be with Aph, and you got kicked out of Pdh, losing your title of alpha in the process.

By the end of s6, Ein was no longer as relevant other than to anger Aaron and create drama and plot.

I also really wanted to point out that Ein likes blue. It's not relevant but-

Hey did you guys know Ein likes blue?

That'll be relevant information for my Ein rewrite ;)

REWRITING EIN PART 1 | REWRITING EIN PART 2

[yansfanficwritings]

She Likes a Boy [Lucinda x Reader] (MS)

𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Before making an embarrassment out of yourself, you decide to find out whether or not Lucinda is in a relationship with anyone. She currently isn't and you debate on confessing to her or not - only to find out she is in love with someone, but it isn’t you.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: F!Reader x Lucinda (Platonic), Lucinda x Ivan (Mentioned), Lucinda x Garroth

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Lucinda, Garroth, Laurance, Ivan (Mentioned), Aphmau (Mentioned), Kai (Mentioned)

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: Angst, heartbreak (no comfort), no happy ending on readers' side

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1K+

𝐀/𝐍: Ahhhh don't come for me - I just kept replaying the song and thought Lucinda and angst go well together, I also haven’t seen any Lucinda x reader angst so I thought I’d put in my part. Also don’t come at me if something isn’t grammarly correct - I tried my best by triple checking stuff - I even wrote it down on paper to add to it and remove what I didn’t like. Also don’t come at me if it’s cringe.

Masterlist

“Wait - so you mean to tell me Ivan CHEATED on you?!” You questioned the ginger and she nodded. You couldn’t help but furrow your eyebrow together. Who in their right mind would cheat on Lucinda? Or anyone in general? You could debate the topic if this were the case but it wasn’t. You were just glad Lucinda wasn’t too heartbroken - or maybe she was still processing things?

Either way, Lucinda had decided that today was a good day to have a sleepover, not because she was now single but because you guys graduated from high school just a week ago. Although you both had went out with Aphmau and the other to celebrate, Lucinda wanted to go out with it just being the two of you since you two are pretty close friends.

You couldn’t help but hide your flushed face when she had mentioned that it was just going to be the two of you since she wanted to spend more time with you. You’ve had a crush on Lucinda for a couple of years now and honestly it’s been a pain in the ass building up the courage to ask her out. Not just because there was always a guy trying to date her but because you didn’t know if she liked girls.

There being multiple reasons as to why not to ask her out you had decided to keep quiet - and thankfully you did because just the week before you had even began building up the courage to confess to her she had already gotten with Ivan. You remember going home with your heart shattered and crying until you basically passed out from exhaustion. It was probably a mix of your lack of sleep and crying but it didn’t really matter at the time.

You have always had a fear of rejection. Whether it was a fear of being rejected in front of others, being rejected while the person had a face of disgust, hatred, or discomfort, or just any type of rejection really. You name it. Either way you told yourself you’d try to get over that fear and that next time she was single you were going to shoot your shot.

It took a while but after a year and a half. Lucinda was now “up for grabs” as some of your ex-classmates used to say. You couldn’t help but glare at them when they weren’t looking. How could they even say that about her as if she wasn’t a human being? Well - yeah she’s half witch but you know what I mean.

Two years later and here you were knocking on Laurance's dorm door. You had heard from Aphmau that Garroth had a crush on the ginger and was debating confessing to her. You don't even know WHY you were mad that Garroth was allegedly confessing to her, she wasn't your girlfriend after all, and she was allowed to do as her heart desired and yet here you were watching as Laurance opened his dorm door. What were you even going to tell him? 'Hey, I heard that Garroth was thinking about confessing to Lucinda and I was kind of hoping he wasn't because I have this huge crush on her, but I haven't really had the guts to do so but every time I FINALLY have the courage to do so it seems that someone else has the same idea and usually gets to ask her out before I can.'

You didn't even realize you had zoned out and were staring at Laurance until he let out a flirty remark. "You know, if you just wanted to stare at me, you're more than able to - but it would be better if you were inside with me rather than out here" You blinked a couple of times before holding back a cringe face. You didn't hate Laurance; you guys were actually best friends, but you never liked his flintiness. Not only were they cringe but you weren't interested in him. You let out a nervous laugh and shook your head. He led you inside and you sat down on his couch. He offered you something to drink and you gladly accepted it.

"So, what brings you here?" He asked and you couldn't help but smile softly.

"What? Can't a girl visit her friend? Or am I not allowed to be here? " His eyes went wide as he shook his head and handed you a cup of water.

"Wha- no that's - that's not what I meant, it's just -" You couldn't help but giggles as Laurance tried his best to compose himself after blushing a bit.

"I'm just fucking with you. I um.... It might seem weird to just come in and ask but is it true Garroth likes Lucinda?" Laurance gave you a confused and curious look. He was wondering why you of all people were curious. You never seemed like the type to ask about anyone's love life. The only reason for you to ask such thing would be -

"Do you like Lucinda?" You looked at Laurance with wide eyes. You knew at one point someone was gonna ask so you already had an excuse to your sudden outburst of a question.

"No - no that's not the case. It's just that Lucinda's my best friend and I know about Garroths history, how he was in high school - flirting with girls and stuff. I was just wondering if he was still the same after graduating? I know there was this whole thing with you, him, and Aphmau" Laurance shook his head, assuring you that Garroth had changed after the whole Aphmau issue and that he had no intention of flirting with anyone.

"To answer your question, yes Garroth does like Lucinda and he's planning on asking her today. That must be where he went off to seeing as he isn't in his room." Your heart sunk but hearing Laurance tell you where they might be you decided to rush up there to see if he was ACTUALLY going to confess to her. You felt disgust towards the way you were acting. After all, she wasn't your girlfriend so there was no point in chasing her the way you were now.

You had went to the cafe Laurance told you they were going to be at and surely when you walked in you saw the two sitting down, chatting while drinking coffees? You couldn't exactly tell what they were drinking. You decided to order a drink and casually walk up to them. It wasn't until you heard Garroth ask Lucinda out that you froze. She wouldn't say yes, right?

"Of course I'll go out with you Garroth!" You felt your heart shatter. It wasn't until Lucinda and Garroth looked your way that you realized you were full on staring at the new couple.

"Oh Y/N! I - I didn't expect to see you here?" Your head was spinning as you tried your best to hold back tears. This was the second time someone's asked her before you and you couldn't help but let a couple of tears drop. You were glad the barista called your name because before Lucinda could even put her hands on your shoulder to ask what was wrong you quickly walked to grab your coffee and ran out of the cafe.

You cursed to yourself as it finally hit you. She wasn't in love with you, otherwise she would've never said yes to Garroth nor would she have dated Ivan. It was a one sided crush and you were dumb enough to keep chasing after her. You drove to your dorm as your phone kept bussing and ringing. It was probably from Lucinda. You shut your phone off the minute you got home and went inside.

You were thankful your roommate wasn’t home as you quickly went to your room - locking the door behind you. Another thing you were grateful for was that Lucinda wasn’t your roommate, otherwise it would’ve been hard to ignore her. You curled up on your bed and covered yourself with your blanket as you sobbed. Your heart ached after all and you blamed yourself for not listening to Kai when he told you he was CERTAIN Lucinda had zero romantic feelings for you.

♫: She Likes a Boy - Nxdia

⏼ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 & 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ❤︎︎

[pdpenpals]

omg wait i had the biggest crush on garroth growing up, could you write something for pdh garroth? I don't want to steal the confession idea from the other anon but the idea of garroth giving a letter after going 'oh wow I'm late for baseball practice haha! come see me after you read that!--' is so cute

OMG

YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT THIS REMINDS ME OF

THIS VIDEO FOR SOME REASON

also did you know i actually rewrote my own science notes digitally from last year for this request’s header

lol, hope you like it, nonnie! this one's built a little different for the sake of the #narrative.

sir raymond (he insists you use his nickname) always has an unhinged tale or two from his youth (he’s still in his mid-20s) up his sleeve, but the class doesn’t mind it with how he always manages to link it back to earth science, your last class of the week (well, before club period). he graduated from the university bordering phoenix drop, and he’s currently reminiscing about how he and his mates used to cling to its outer gates and hover above the sidewalk on the way there to avoid getting their clothes soaked by the flood whenever it rained (even just a little bit). it hasn’t improved for that area in ru’aun, but it’s always been like that. he should be getting back on topic in 3…2…

your train of thought is interrupted by garroth getting up from the table next to you when a senior pops by the classroom window and makes some motion that only the two of them understand. the class is used to it by now, so he’s able to quietly excuse himself and leave early for varsity duties. before you know it, his figure disappears down the hallway, basking in the afternoon sun. you’re about to chase after him to return the notebook he’s just left behind, but your name written slightly bigger than usual catches your eye.

you almost get caught zoning out when turning a page of his notebook reveals something you’re sure you’re not supposed to see. your cheeks heat up and your heart starts racing.

I’m pretending to be taking down notes, but really, I’m just writing this. Don’t get mad?

Anyway, so so sorry I can’t stick around again this period! Would it be alright to take a look at your notes during lunch period after intrams? I should be able to free up my schedule around that time now that the team doesn’t need me around when there’s no practice. The guilt is seriously eating me alive by relying on you more than I should for Earth Sci, can you not decline the next time I offer to make it up to you?

Speaking of, you should head over to the gym after club. I think the rest of the varsity teams need another pair of eyes to get them to work faster, and so we can finish event prep early. Your friends should be there too, I think? Still, I’d be happy to show you around myself! I can help you fend off anyone if they decide to annoy you.

Irene help me, I feel Sir’s stare on me right now. I’m definitely next to be called on for a question. But thanks to the Divine (I hope so), I can hear my team captain about to round the corner of the hallway outside and call me out for practice and intrams. Hope you don’t get called in my stead. Seriously. Now that’d be another thing to apologize for.

Getting off track now. Anyway! Really hope you’ll drop by later. Your company’s always welcome and such a delight to ha

Today’s To-Do:

🗹 Intrams, Log Committee

☐ ████ Application

🗹 Lunch @ Courtyard

☐ Look up ██████ & ██. ████

☐ Just confess already (keep it casual, it’s not that hard! — L.) (later after club then?)

[dookiechews]

Aphmau Fanfiction

Heyo~

My name is Dookie and I was wondering.....if any of you would be interested in reading my fanfic? Once I post it that is....

[gemstonegirlies]

My Life At Phoenix drop High 2

…To The Top

5 minutes later our class was in front of the Gym doors.

"Hey cutie!" Dallie called from down the hall.

"Dollie!" You ran up to hug her, excitedly.

Dallie smiled and ardently told you, "Come on. Our friend group is right over here." She quickly pulled you over to the others. 

Laylani squealed. "Ah! I'm so excited! I wanna join the drama club! And maybe the Art club..."

Dallie stuck her tongue out. "Well I want to join the Volleyball team, Debate club, the school newspaper, Band."

Parsley rolls her eyes. "I just hope they have something quiet like a book club."

All the freshmen are let into the gym and there's booths everywhere. "Okay, how about we divide and conquer with what little time we have." You confidently took the lead in what you should do. "I'll take Dallie-"

Parsley cut you of screaming. "THERE'S AN ANIMANGA CLUB!!" before sprinting to get in line.

 You sighed and shook your head in an amused mirth. "Doll, you go wrangle her try to head into the sports section. I'll take Laylani and head into the arts section."

Laylani giggled. "Yay! I get to hang out with my bestie! It's been forever since we had one on one time!" She merrily grabbed your hand and skipped into the crowd.

You looked at all of the booths. "So where do you want to go first?" You looked over at the brunette as she bounced on her toes.

"I don't know! It's all so knew and exciting!" Laylani pulled her up to every stall they could to get a brochure.

You tilted your head in confusion at some of the choices. Werewolf Club? Meifwa club? Witchcraft Club?

Laylani looked over with a lugubrious smile. "Did... did the high school you were supposed to attend offer these many different courses? Or did you not get to know."

...

"Sorry! Was that insensitive?!" She panics.

You smiled. "No it's fine... I just... guess I got a bit Sentimental for my old life. In Pomi we didn't really have Werewolves or Meifwa. They were maybe 1 in 100. Are these clubs like... cultural clubs?"

Laylani smiled. "It seems so. Personally I'm more interested in the Witchcraft Club. They seem fascinating... and super mysterious." She looked over at the club with a little symbol of a Snowy Owl and a potion, her eyes twinkling. "Oh! Are there any clubs you're interested in?" Laylani asked you with her signature bright, sparkling eyes.

"Cooking club." You smiled.

"Really? You'd be amazing at Cooking! I think. I remember that you made the perfect  s'mores at Camp!" She giggled and pulled you over to the booth. "Come on, come on, come on!" She impatiently pushed you forward. 

You giggled and signed up for the club. "Wow! You look so nice!" You batted your long lashes at the president of the club. "You're so cool. Maybe a Freshman like me could learn a thing or two from you. I mean, you're the president of the cooking club for a reason right? I really want to impress my friends, and maybe make some new ones. Could you... maybe help me make some cookies?"

"Y-Yeah!" He responded. "I'm- I'm Kai!" The red haired Meifwa smiled at you.

You leaned over the table of the booth and hugged him tightly. "Oh you're just the best! I'm so glad a little freshman like me can have someone as nice and wonderful as you to welcome me." You gave him a small peck on the cheek. "Well... I gotta go..." You pouted sadly. "But... you will help me, right?" You blinked up at him innocently.

"Y-yeah..." he blushed.

"So sweet." You smiled innocently. Signing your name on the sheet you and Laylani headed off.

She furrowed her brow slightly. "That was a bit mean, wasn't it?"

You scoffed once you both were far enough away from the cooking club. "Oh come on! He's what... a junior or Senior? So 16-18... if he's actually that sick to be crushing on a freshman... maybe he deserves to be crushed." Laylani looks down. She rings her hands as you both walk. You sighed. "You're conflicted about it, aren't you."

"I-I just don't want you to get a reputation as a tease who uses boys... or worse... what if some guy starts a rumor that you put out for anyone who asks."

You burst out laughing. "Any guy dumb enough to say he slept with me is basically handing me the power to spread a rumor 10 times worse about what he's like in bed." You looked over at her with a malicious twinkle in your eye.

"No." She said sternly. She gently grabbed you by the shoulders and turned you to look at her. "Look... as your best friend it's my duty to tell you when you're going too far out of line. This is it. This is too far."

You sighed and grabbed her hands before giving her a reassuring squeeze. "Okay... but Laylani... if anybody talks shit about you I will run them out of town."

"That's not necessary-"

You cut her off by cupping her face in your hands. "I know you're strong, but you're also mine. We protect our own, yeah?"

She nodded and smiled softly. "Yeah." 

You could tell by the way it didn't quite crinkled her eyes that she was forcing it. "It's going to be Carrie two if anyone messes with my girls." Before Laylani could protests more you pulled her towards the Theater department.

You saw Aphmau over there as Teony walked away. "Aphmau! Hey!"

Aphmau hugged you excitedly. "Oh! Sorry! ...I guess I just got too excited there." 

You chuckled. "It's okay. How's the club fair been treating you rookie?"

She gasped and stepped back slightly. "Rookie?!"

You giggled. "Well you did say you were homeschooled."

"Yeah for a year!" She defended with a small pout.

"Ah, so this isn't your first foray into socializing." You smirked somewhat patronizing.

"Nope!" She smiled proudly.

"Not Alone Buddy!" A white haired boy about the same age as us came over, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "This is Laylani! She's super nice! She saw me struggling to talk to the president of the drama club and she signed the both of us up!"

Aphmau cheered. "That's great Travis!"

He looked over at you once he saw Laylani standing next to you. "O-oh! Sorry. I didn't mean to cut you off..." He blushed slightly at you.

"No sweat, Cutiepie." You gave him a flirty wink and giggled as his entire face burst red in a matter of seconds. Your laughter soon died down however when blood started rushing from his nose and he fell to the ground.

Aphmau screamed in worry. "TRAVIS!! Not again!"

You sighed and slung his arm over your shoulder. "I'll take him to the nurse."

Just as you were about to head off a blue eyed blond boy ran over. "Something wrong over here? I heard screaming." His voice was smooth a deep, kind of like a voice actor in a perfume commercial.

Aphmau squeaked. You looked up at the upper classman in genuine concern that you were going to get in trouble. "I... I swear that I didn't hurt him! I was bringing him to the nurse! All I did was call him cute to try to be nice!" You just about wanted to cry as people started to stare at you. This was humiliating!

The blond chuckled. "Come on. Let's get him to the nurse."

He slung Travis's other arm over his shoulder and the two of you headed out to the nurse. He lead you all the way down through the utter labyrinth of a school this was. The pail red bricks and cream colored concrete walls bouncing off her pupils as it all flashed by her so quickly. The only thing truly on her mind was how she was going to bounce back from this terrible situation in the eyes of her peers. Would her reputation even be salvageable?

"Here we are." You didn't even notice that you had made it to the nurses office until the nurse took Travis from your grasp and rested him on the bed. "Thank you for taking him to me, Garroth."

"Of course Ms. Midnight." The blond, Garroth, said charmingly... somehow. You swear this man could make even the pokerap sound seductive. It was somewhat unnerving.

You looked up at the nurse her light pink hair was pulled back into two buns and her brown eyes glistened with worry. "Lydia is going to be so disappointed in me. This is my first solo case at this school and I'm blowing this!"

"Lydia Payton is the school's head nurse." Garroth looked over at you noticing your quiet yet curious demeanor.

Ms. Midnight goes over to Travis and whips his nose. "I'll get him all patched up by the time the bell rings. You kids run on back to the club fair now."

The two of you left and the office. Garroth playfully started a conversation. "Well that was interesting. A little freshman like you should be more careful. All this because the poor kid couldn't take a compliment, how adorab-"

You slapped Garroth Across the face as fat hot tears ran down your burning hot cheeks. "That was humiliating for me!"

Garroth was taken aback by your sudden outburst. "Woah! Hey! Let's just down." He goes to wipe your tears.

You smack his hand away. "Don't touch me! You have no idea what it's like to have all this pressure on you to be something greater than you are! You coming over there and bringing your fan girls brought me so much attention! My reputation is probably ruined because of you!"

Garroth looked at you with remorse and sympathy. He looks up at a wall clock then back to you. "We still have some time before the bell rings. The first day of school at Phoenix Drop usually only lasts half of an average day's length. Let's take a walk shall we? You can vent all your worries and I'll try to help you the best I can."

You nodded and the two of you started walking and talking. "My life's simple enough. Mom's never home and Dad's always in the office. I have to be perfect as to not ruin there perfect reputations."

Garroth nudged you inquisitively. "Come on! There's more to it than that!"

You scoffed defensively. "Maybe, but I don't want to tell you!"

Garroth looked genuinely hurt, before perking up just as easily. "I'll tell you a secret about my family if you open up about yours~" he teased.

You raised an eyebrow inquiring about his deal. "Alright, pretty boy. Spill."

He leans against you and whispers, "My Youngest brother vylad isn't actually my full brother. He's my half brother... and somehow my father doesn't know." You could barely focus on what he was saying as his warm breath hit your ear.

You sighed... "Mom's always out on some cultural exchange. Imagine literally getting paid to go to the Tu'la hot springs or skiing on the Gal'ruk mountains! Then Dad's always out on a business trip or in a meeting when he is actually home. He's gone by the time I'm dressed for school and just getting home when I'm brushing my teeth for bed. I'm the only heir to an illustrious real estate company! What if I embarrass them!? What if I fail!? What if I'm just a mediocre nobody!?" You started to shake as your breathing became heavier.

"Hey... shh. It's okay." Garroth grabbed gently pulled you into a hug.

'What if I'm the reason my parents are never home?' You though  as you pressed yourself against his shoulder. Your teary ducts just barely peaked out over his broad shoulders. You would not let this stranger see you cry. As much as you felt obligated to share your situation with him in exchange for the bombshell he gave you you would not let him into your heart so easily.

As the two of you stood there the bell rang and you pulled away. "I should probably go meet up with my girls."

Garroth nodded. "I have Geometry my last period. I should get going." He turns to walk down the hallway. "I never got your name!"

You gave him your name and quickly scribbled down your number on a scrap paper. You figured at the very least he could be a good ally to have in you rise... to the top!

[starhvney]

Hiii, can you write an laurnace x reader about garroth little sister/ Zanes twin who he is dating and the reader is the smart one of the family and because all the ro’Meaves children have there roles she feel like she has to stick to hers or the world with crash/ disappoint her father and she gets a bad grade so Laur comforts her. Please and thank youuuuu

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐌: 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐓

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: pdh laurance x fem!reader

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: sometimes the greatest cause of anxiety is something you've built up in your head. luckily, your older brother's best friend happens to care enough to remind you that grades aren't everything.

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: fluff, comfort, garte is not so great at parenting

𝐂𝐖: anxiety and general self-doubt

𝐀/𝐍: as someone who also craves academic validation, this is so real to request. writing this was therapeutic tbh. also hiii sillyteenagegirl ily i hope you're doing good and that you like this :3

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

you have to be perfect.

you have to.

this is something you’ve told yourself since you received your first report card as a young child. in one of those rare occurrences where you were graced with your father’s presence, and after your older brother had gotten enough praises and approving smiles–finally, finally, he turned to you. you remember the look on his face when your tiny hands lifted up your hard work for him to see, and that same proud glint he had in his eyes when he gazed at garroth was directed at you.

somehow, that clicked something in your brain when you were barely half the height you were now. you had to be the smart one. not just the smart one. because your brothers were smart. very rarely did one of them end a semester with a c.

no, you had to be the smartest.

gifted and talented. honor society. a solid 4.0 gpa.

sometimes, you didn’t even have to try to make good grades. you were just smart. it became who you were. who you are. it’s what you’re worth. every time you missed a point on even something small it would chip away at the perfectly polished podium you’d set yourself on. every time you got a good grade the podium grew, leaving you teetering on the top with no escape.

so why?

how is this possible?

you blink, swallowing thickly as you close your eyes. no, it must’ve read ninety-seven… not seventy. it’s too early in the morning and your vision must have blurred.

when you open your eyes, you can feel the blood drain from your face when the numbers seven and zero glare up at you in that damning red ink.

seventy. seventy?!

that was practically a failing grade!

this isn’t right. this isn’t how it’s supposed to go.

garroth is the one who is good at sports. vylad is artistic. zane is smart. but you’re supposed to be the smartest.

you flex your hand next to the paper, swallowing the lump in your throat. the all-nighters you pulled, the dates you skipped, the tears you shed, and this is all you got from it? all of that was for this? the podium under your feet shifts, and you suddenly feel like you’re about to fall.

you think you hear some collective complaints around the room. maybe you even catch a few curious looks in your direction to see what the “smart kid” got. all of it merely was like fuzz beyond your desk as you froze in place. not even the gentle rustling of your hair from the familiar boy behind you could get you to move.

when the bell rings ten minutes later, you can’t move your legs any faster as you shoot up from your desk, beelining straight out the door and right for the back exit. a few strange looks were thrown your way, but it was all so unimportant at the moment.

cold, biting air hits your face as you step out the doors, and it's then that you realize you’ve begun to cry. your tears feel uncomfortably cold against the wind, prickling against your cheeks. you only make it halfway down the steps towards the bleachers before you sit down, burying your face into your knees.

if zane were here right now you’re not sure if he’d scoff at how sensitive you were being or relate. but he’s not in that class, and he’s not here right now. even if he was, he hadn’t been the most optimistic these past few years. you doubt he could do anything to keep the podium from tipping over.

…your stomach hurts. why do you feel like you’re falling?

the school doors squeak as someone runs outside, joining your lonesome pity party in the lovely december air. they seem in a big rush as the footsteps quickly approach the top of the steps, before halting to a stop. a few seconds and a quiet sigh are all you need to know who it is, so despite your embarrassment, you don’t flinch when someone sits directly next to you.

laurance’s leg presses against the side of yours, his familiar cologne giving a small sense of comfort.

“hey, pretty girl.” his voice softly coos, a hand coming up to wrap around your shoulder. “you are aware that it’s freezing outside, right?”

silence suspends over the two of you for a few seconds. your heart drops when he suddenly removes his arm, but before any outlandish thoughts can enter your brain the thick material of his blazer weighs down on your back, giving you extra shelter from the next gust of cold wind.

your head shoots up as you finally look over at him, frowning when you see his torso only shielded by his uniform shirt.

“no, laurance. you’re gonna get a cold.”

“you will, too,” he states with a sense of finality in his tone. “so obviously i can’t let that happen.”

any thoughts to argue fizzle out when laurance’s eyes drift over your face, his eyebrows knitting tightly together when he sees just how distraught you are. his hand comes up to your cheek, sweeping away the tears from your face as if they’d personally attacked him.

“why is my sweet girlfriend crying out in the cold, hm?” he hums in concern, his eyes drifting down to the crumpled page still lodged between your fingers.

his shoulders drop a hair and he sighs, gently reaching to pull away your fingers from the test and get a look at it himself. plump lips gape open, a proud huff visible in the crisp air.

“…wow. you actually passed-“

“-i did awful.”

laurance blinks at your interruption, before completely crumpling up the paper and tossing it down the bottom of the steps. “who cares?”

you gawk. “i do! my family-“

“your family’s opinion shouldn’t matter enough that you break down at a singular grade. you’re a smart girl.” he leans forward on his elbows, catching your line of sight as he leans closer. “so why do you care so much about this one thing?”

“because that’s who i’m supposed to be.” you blurt. “i’m supposed to make perfect grades and be smart. that’s what i have to do.”

“the only thing you’re supposed to be is yourself,” he scoffs, hands wrapping around your clenched ones. “you do know it’s literally impossible to be perfect right?”

“you are.”

“my grades are much lower than yours, and i’m a much less wealthy boy who was just barely lucky enough to have a good experience out of the foster care system. that doesn’t seem too perfect to me.”

“wh- why would you say…? that’s not-“

“you love me anyways, don’t you? you’d say how amazing i am despite those things? that all of that has nothing to do with what kind of person i am or if i’m likable or not?”

“of course!”

he raises his eyebrows, tilts his head, and fixes a direct look at you. you get his point, but the sting of failure still pricks at your eyes and squeezes your lungs.

“it’s just… i studied so hard, and i still did horrible.”

“oh my. if a seventy is bad for you, you’d pass out from my freshman year report cards.” he scoffs jokingly, before his expression grows to something a little more serious, his voice softening. “you did study hard. i know you did because i was there when you were ripping your hair out by your desk instead of paying attention to me.”

he taps your leg, a quiet call for you to look at him fully. he’s staring up at you through his lashes, a small crease of concern still formed between his eyebrows.

“i know it’s disappointing, love. but compared to the rest of the class, you technically aced that. literally everyone else in there flunked. i mean, i made a forty. i’m not as smart as you but i make a’s… most of the time.” you give him a half smile, and his eyes twinkle as he scoots closer. “but you know what? i’m not worried because i can make it up with our other twenty-billion freaking assignments in that class and still make an a. the teach said he’d probably curve or drop the grade anyways.”

he always knew what to say. but what else are you if not the path you’ve paved for yourself?

“i don’t want to be a disappointment. i don’t want dad to think less of me. or mom, or-”

he fully gawks at your words, before furiously shaking his head like you’d just told him the sky was green.

“woah, woah, woah. what are you saying right now? being smart doesn’t make you lovable or not. who told you that??” he demands, squeezing your hands just a small amount tighter.

“no one… i just… it’s the only way he pays attention to me.” you whisper.

there’s no need for elaboration. laurance shuts his eyes as a wave of annoyance flashes across his features, his tongue running along the inside of his cheek.

“no offense to you, my love, but if garte stops loving you because you made a seventy on one test then he can go to hell-”

“laurance!”

he erupts into giggles, dodging the scolding slap you directed at his arm.

“okay, okay!” he grabs ahold of your hands. you frown at the realization that he’s shivering. “my point is that if your dad really only values you on how well you do in school or if you’re the captain of the baseball team or not, then he’s not someone you should be seeking validation from. that’s the truth. it doesn’t matter if he’s blood-related or not.”

your eyes fall, and he starts to gently rub his thumb across the back of your knuckles.

“you know, i have a pretty great dad who really loves you a lot, actually. not even considering your grades,” he murmurs, the next words leaving his mouth in a quick rush. “...and he can be your father-in-law in the future so you won’t have to worry about any of this pressuring crap garte has put on you and your siblings.”

your eyebrows rise, the blood that had left your face back in the classroom rushing back to your cheeks all at once. “laurance…”

his lips quirk into a smug grin. “just saying.”

“i love you.”

his eyes light up as his grin turns into a full-blown smile. his lithe fingers reach up to pinch your cheek, forcing your head to bobble in place before he leaves a soft kiss against your forehead.

“i love you more. and i would really love it if my girlfriend wasn’t crying out in the cold and making her poor cute face all numb.” he sighs forlornly.

“but you’re colder. because of m-”

“don’t even.” his eyes narrow before his expression shifts again as he bites his lips and bats his eyelashes. suddenly he puffs out his chest, leaning into you dramatically. “i’m perfectly warm with my beautiful girlfriend right next to me. your presence could melt the harshest of snowstorms! oh, my light! my love!”

“stop!” you giggle, cutting off his romantic monologuing.

he smiles, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and pulling you into his side.

“i don’t think i can, but i’ll spare you for now,” he presses his cold nose against your cheek, voice ever so soft. “do you want to have dinner and watch a movie at my house?”

you nod, a smile forming on your previously wobbling lips.

“okay, love. it’s a good thing that was our last class, huh? i think my girl needs some well-deserved rest.”

☆

“...did you really make a forty?”

“shhh. not another word.”

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