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yunhofingers-writes · 3 years ago

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The Things We learned (Diary Fantasies) Chap.1

Note♥︎- Hello <3 firstly, i’m hoping everyone gets the photo i’m using for this series. Second, i’ll be putting the diary at the end, so keep that in mind. also keep in mind that the reader (you) wrote what’s in the diary at the end in between the story, okay? I’m so geeked for this story, it’s not even funny. Please give me your thoughts in my ask box, the comments, or the reblogs please. As always my taglist is here if you want to be in there, but if it’s just this specific one, dm me <3 let’s thank @atiny-piratequeen for helping me

Key: The slanted words are the dreams and the bold words are what’s in the diary

Genre♡︎- Fluff, smut

Warnings/Tags♥︎- Nipple play, pet names, degrading names, nothing too bad, and finger sucking.

Pairing: Ateez X F ! reader

Word count♡︎- 2,800+

❥- “I didn’t even know you like such things, baby.” The faceless man whispered in your ear as he continued to flick your nipples with his pointer fingers. “You’re so naughty.” He licked his lips, bringing them down to wrap them around your left perked nipple. Your whole body felt euphoric, lips letting moans and whimpers slip between them. “I bet you can cum just from me rubbing them right?” He chuckled a little.

“Are you even listening to me?” Yunho snapped his fingers in your face, bringing you out of your daydream. You shook your head to snap out of your thoughts and looked at Yunho.

You’ve been having these weird dreams. They started 4 days ago and you already hate them, well a love-hate relationship with them. They’re helping you learn more things about yourself that you can’t help but to be happy about.

“-and Jongho ate them all '' Yunho finished with a pout. His eyes were doe and his bottom lip poked out. You couldn’t help it, you coo’ed and reached your hand out to pat his head. He groaned and pushed your hand off of him, glaring at you.

“Stop.”

You raised your hands up in defeat and apologized.

“I’ll buy you some more.” You reassured him already knowing what he’s whining about. This isn’t his first time crying about Jongho eating all of his chocolate turtles.

The door opened to show the professor. “Good morning class.” He smiled and the class greeted him back.

“turn to page 56 for me, please.”

“Come on Y/N I want more chocolate.” Yunho whined at you and you rolled your eyes and collected your books, turning towards the jumpy man. You let him drag you all the way down the street to the convenience store.

He grabbed his candy plus more and turned towards you with his big puppy eyes. “Can I get a drink too?” You couldn’t resist his puppy eyes. You nodded and he ran over there to get it.

Sometimes you think he’s a kid in a grown man body, same with Mingi. They both know how to take great advantage of you.

You paid and walked out with Yunho following behind you. “What’s the plan for today?” You asked Yunho and he turned towards you and tilted his head.

“We’re supposed to meet up at Yeosang’s house today, remember?” He asked

“Oh yeah!!”

“I’ll call Yeosang to tell him we’re on our way now.” He told you before dialing Yeosang’s number in.

“Why do you always dial our number when you could just scroll through the contact list?” You asked him genuinely confused. He does this all the time.

He shrugged “that’s too much work”

“That’s too much work?!” You raised your eyebrows , puzzled.

He laughed and quickly responded to Yeosang. “Hello” He raised his index finger up, letting you know he’ll be right back.

Your mind wondered as you waited. Who was that man in your daydream? What the fuck was he talking about? What things did he not know you liked? His voice was so deep. The way he touched your body had you feeling some type of way. He had long fingers, you think you have a thing for long fingers. Thinking about it is killing you.

“Yeosang said everyone is waiting for us there.”

You smiled at the information and grabbed his hand, walking to Yeosang’s house. He’s a clingy human. By the eye of anyone who doesn’t know you two like that, they’ll immediately assume that you two are dating.

Yunho likes hugs and cuddles a lot so holding hands isn’t really a big thing for you two. He swung both of your hands together with a big smile.

On the way there, Yunho texted Yeosang,letting him know that you two are close. The moment you both got there the door was open with the screen door closed. You walked in there together, greeting everyone with happy smiles and everyone greeted back. Yunho ran to Mingi and sat next to him with a humongous smile and ruffled his hair. Mingi smacked his hand and laughed loudly at the scream Yunho let out.

You hugged everyone in the kitchen and walked in the living room and hugged Mingi as well. Mingi’s smile grew as he saw you walk in and quickly hugged you back.

“So what are we planning on doing for the day?” Wooyoung asked and you shrugged.

“Don’t you two have classes?” You raised your eyebrow at Mingi and Jongho and they both nodded.’

“Mines is actually later on and Mingi’s is...right now actually.”

Mingi looked away, avoiding your stern look. “Mingi.”

“No, I’ve read ahead, I don't need to go in today. I promise I won't skip anymore.”

“Please don’t make Mingi leave.” Yunho pouted and you rolled your eyes.

“Y’all act like babies.” You looked away with a small smile.

Mingi laughed along with Yunho. You ignored the two giants and sat on the couch next to them and laid down on it.

“I'm going to take a nap.” You told everyone before closing your eyes.

“I bet you like the way my fingers are rubbing your nipples. Such A naughty little doll.” The man whispered in your ear, later gnawing on it.

Your moans grew louder each flick he gave to your sensitive nipples. Your hips bucked up quickly. “G-give me more.”

You were desperate, so desperate. Your body was hot and your mind was clouded.

The man smirked at you and bent down, sticking his tongue out, licking on one of your nippes with his quick tongue. His rhythm switched as his eyes stayed on yours. He went from fast, spit-sloppy licks and sometimes switched to slow licks, sucking on your titty while his tongue continued it’s work on you.

Your back arched so deep you thought you broke it. Your needy hole was clenching around nothing, and your hips swiveled in circles. You needed something inside of you and you knew exactly what you wanted.

“P-please.” You weakly begged. The man’s free hand went up to your mouth. You quickly opened your mouth and he pushed his index finger inside of your mouth only for a quick second. You whined when he pulled his finger out of your mouth. But that whine turned into another loud moan the moment his saliva covered finger rubbed your other nipple.

He lifted up and looked you in your eyes. “Please what? You want my fingers inside of you, doll?” He smirked and nodded quickly.

He lifted up and licked your lips before slowly dragging his hand down to your exposed cunt. You spread your legs further so he could have better access. “Get up, baby.” He whispered in your ear, You raised your eyebrow at him and he repeated it, but louder.

You shot up quickly out of your wet dream again, looking around to find the culprit who had the audacity to wake you.

Your eyes landed on Yeosang. He smirked at you and bit his lip. ‘Shesh, what were you dreamin about, sweetheart?”

Yeosang always flirted with you for some unknown reason. You can’t deny the fact that it sometimes does get to you.

His eyes scanned your body quickly before he looked at you again.

It’s all platonic, You think

“Oh shut it.” You pushed your hand against his mouth and turned around to sit on the couch properly. He laughed and explained himself.

I heard you groaning out something. I came to check on you and you were widely humping my pillow. “ He raised his eyebrow at you and your eyes went wide as your heart dropped.

He spotted your panicked state and ruffled your hair. “Hey, we all have our moments. I’ll pretend like I saw nothing and move on, okay?” He spoke to you softly and you nodded.

“One more question though.”

What?”

“Were you dreaming of me at least?” He smirked and you rolled your eyes.

“You wish.”

He shook his head and got up from you. You are never spending a night over here ever again. (lies) Did anyone else hear?

Oh my god.

It’s going to be so awkward now. Why the fuck did that dream just randomly pop up anyway? Where are they even coming from?

You were so frustrated right now. You sat there, thinking about what the fuck just happened for a least 10 minutes, until San walked in there with a small red cup. You snatched it from him and gulped it.

“Rude!”

You stuck your tongue out at him and he touched it.

“EW! San !”

“Shouldn’t have stuck it out.”

You got up after purposely stomping on his foot and walked into the kitchen. “What time is it, Hongjoong?”

“It’s 9:00 PM”

Your eyes widened. You only slept for 2 hours?! What the fuck?

“I’m going home.” You told him and he just nodded, continuing on eating everything Yeosang had to offer.

You walked out, noticing that it was getting dark outside. Not even five steps away from the house, you heard footsteps behind you. You turned around and saw Seonghwa jogging to catch up.

“Why didn't you tell me you were leaving, I would have walked you home.”

“Yeah I know, I just didn’t really want to bother you.” You shrugged.

He shook his head and frowned. “No, don’t worry about that. You know I’ll do anything for you.”

You smiled at him. Yeah, you really do love him.

Once you made it home, you quickly ran to your bed and grabbed your diary and a pen.

As you were finishing the book, you heard a knock at your door. You closed your diary and stuffed it inside your dresser drawer, before walking up to the door. You looked in the peephole and saw Yunho standing there. You opened the door, facing a pouty Yunho.

“You left me. We were supposed to have a sleepover, remember?”

You made an ‘O’ face and stepped to the side so he could walk in. “I forgot, I'm so sorry.”

“It’s okay. So what will we be doing?” He flopped on your bed and looked at you.

“Wanna watch a movie?” You suggested and he nodded.

Scary movie.” You both said at the same time and giggled.

“Jinx” You said

“What do I owe?”

“You owe me a...coffee for the morning meet up.”

You turned on Netflix and clicked some random movie that sounded scary.

As the movie went on, you turned towards Yunho, noticing he was half asleep. He yarned and raked his hand through his hair. Your eyes followed his hand, noticing how big it was. His fingers are so long. You continued to eye Yunho’s hand as your mind took you back to your wet dream. The way the man touched your body, the way he pushed his fingers down into your throat. You couldn't help but to think of Yunho’s hands now.

They were so pretty, you couldn’t help it.

What the fuck are you thinking. Yunho’s your friend. Get a grip.

You thought about your friend doing all of the things to you in your dream and you started squirming.

“What’s wrong with you?” He asked, voice a little deeper.

You shuddered and looked at him and nodded.

“N-nothing.”

“You sure? You’ve been staring at my hands for a while.” He chuckled. “Now that I think about it, you’ve been staring at my hands all day.” You looked like a deer caught in headlights.

You were staring at his hands all WHAT?! You didn’t even notice that. How could you not have noticed that?!

“I-I'm just not feeling well.” You blurted out.

You need to learn how to lie better.

Yunho looked like he had a lot to say but instead, he kept it all to himself. He nodded and pulled you down with him. “I'm sleepy anyways and we have to get up early.

You slowly looked over at his hand that was holding your body close to him and looked up at his face.

Take deep breaths.

You counted to 10 and closed your eyes, forcing yourself to sleep.

“You have a thing for my fingers? Do you also have a thing for Mingi’s?, Yeosang’s?, Seonghwa’s? Yunho asked with a sly smile. You looked away, legs crossed at the mention of Seonghwa’s fingers. This didn’t go unnoticed by Yunho at all.

“You do. You’re such a slut, doll.” He chuckled darkly and touched your face.

Your breath hitched.

You woke up quickly in cold sweat.

Again.

Really?

AW, come on

You got up and slowly got out of Yunho's embrace. You were grumpy and were in need of a shower.

You took a quick shower, put some light makeup on and a baby blue, flower printed dress on. You walked out of the bathroom to see that Yunho was gone. You checked your phone and noticed he had sent a text

See you at the cafe shop.

You grabbed your keys and went out of the house, getting to the small cafe first. You sat and waited for everyone to show up.

You ordered a donut as you waited and decided to just get on your phone. You were so into your phone, you didn’t even notice anyone pulling the seat to sit in it.

“Hey, sorry I’m a little late.” Someone sat right next to you. By the strawberry smell, you could tell this was Seonghwa.

You looked up and smiled. “No worries.” You nervously sat there waiting for the rest to get here with your chocolate donut in your hand.

Everything felt awkward. You had no way to start a conversation, You didn’t know what to say to him.

You breathed out, relieved that the rest walked in. Seonghwa smiled at you and scooted closer to you so they could all fit in the booth.

“Yunho pays for my drink.” You yelled and Yunho groaned.

“Oh yeah, right.” He got back, already knowing what to get.

You took this time to look at Seonghwa’s hands, which were sitting up on the table. His hands look so fucking pretty.

You thought of what yunho in your dreams said to you. “You’re such a slut doll.”

You like that more than you think you do. You love that.

His fingers are way longer than yours and you're sure they can reach way more better spots than your hand.

“Y/N, Your drink.” Yunho half shouted, knocking you out of your tance.

You grabbed it and thanked him.

“Are you okay?” San asked.

“Yeah, you’ve been a bit dazed out.” Wooyoung added on

You shook your head and smiled up at them. “Yeah, I’m okay.”

San gave you a ‘i doubt it’ face and you averted your eyes from him.

You spent some time in the cafe with boys, before they all started getting up one by one. Well, except two of them.

Yeosang and Seonghwa.

“I’ll be right back, I have to use the bathroom.” Yeosang told you both before getting up and leaving.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Seonghwa’s concerned voice ranged through your head and you quickly nodded.

He raised his hand up to feel your forehead to make sure you didn’t have a fever. Your eyes widened at that and you bit your lip. He retreated his hand back and looked at you.

“You sure you're okay?” You quickly nodded, eyes still following his hands.

He followed where you were staring and looked back at you. “Y/N are you looking at my hands?” He asked as he placed them on your thighs, but close to your knees of course.

You held your breath in, looking at his hands. He bit his lip, dark eyes looking at you.…

“I didn’t know you like such things.”

☆*･゜ﾟ･*♡´･ᴗ･`♡*･゜ﾟ･*☆ ☆*･゜ﾟ･*♡´･ᴗ･`♡*･゜ﾟ･*☆ ☆*･゜ﾟ･*♡´･ᴗ･`♡*･゜ﾟ･*☆

Dear Diary

I had a weird dream this morning. It was kind of a wet dream and I've slowly found something new about myself. There’s something the faceless man did to me that made me realize that I really like it. Something about the way he talked in my ear. So dirty, sexual. The whole situation did something to me, but it always cuts off before he actually touches me the way i want and i hate that. THAT REMINDS ME ! I was at Yeo’s and fell asleep today, right? Remember what I said about the wet dreams? I had one there and apparently he woke me up because I was rubbing myself on his pillow. I was so embarrassed.

Back to the things I learned

I want to try these specific things for real.

- Fingers

(Idk they just do something to me..)

- Nipple play

- Pet names

(specifically doll)

- Degrading names

(slut is all i have)

☆*･゜ﾟ･*♡´･ᴗ･`♡*･゜ﾟ･*☆ ☆*･゜ﾟ･*♡´･ᴗ･`♡*･゜ﾟ･*☆ ☆*･゜ﾟ･*♡´･ᴗ･`♡*･゜ﾟ･*☆

To be continued

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todomitoukei · 2 years ago

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thank you friend for replying to my ask 💞

ahh waking up and driving at 2:30 am must suck i feel for you 🥲

ooohh a concert!! which one are you going to? 😍

my sister said the same thing. she said don’t let the sensei ruin japanese when you enjoy it so much. continue it for yourself and not for him. btw, he isn’t an official japanese teacher. he’s just a college professor who has the n2 level japanese and is teaching us the language at his home.

and your resources are very helpful! i’m currently doing some journaling with japatalk and it really does help. same with hellotalk but i quickly run out of things to talk about sadly 😅

for the listening section, i used to do shadowing back in n5 but only stopped when the sensei said we’re good enough to move on but i think i’m going to do that again. i also want to listen while reading and i have a lot of books to do that but i’m gonna be honest i’m quite lazy. i think that’s my thing is that i get lazy and demotivated very quickly and i need to find something to fix that.

my favorite thing about japanese is when i’m watching anime or playing a video game in japanese and they use a word i know and i just scream I KNOW THAT ONE! I KNOW WHAT IT MEANS! and then when i hear a new conjugation of a word i know i quickly write it down and share it with the class (i had to wait an entire year to learn about うごくな because i just loved that word from jjk and when we finally learned it i was like 🤩 this the entire class lol)

thank you for always answering to my asks and for being so supportive, my role model and source of motivation! i’ll definitely continue and keep you updated 🥰

どうもありがとうございます💕

You're welcome! Also, you're being too nice!! 😭 It makes me really happy to hear that and I hope I can keep motivating you!

I'm gonna see my chemical romance live, which still doesn't feel real to me and probably won't until it's actually happening lol, but I am excited either way!

Oh I see. Well, him not being a licensed teacher at least explains why he sucks at teaching. There are so many professional Japanese teachers online that teach for free on YouTube or that you can pay for one-on-one lessons on iTalki (I haven't tried that tho so I can't say what that's like but I've heard a lot of good things about it), so I'd definitely recommend trying out those instead of continuing your current class.

And I totally get what you mean about recognizing words, it always makes me super excited especially because it shows me that I made progress and then it makes all the time and energy I've already dedicated to it super worth it.

Oh and about reading and listening - I always like to recommend Satori Reader. It's a website/app that has lots of stories (only the first 3 episodes or so of each story are free but the premium version is absolutely worth it) and they all come with audio as well (you can also slow down or speed up the audio), plus you can click on every word to get the translation, and lots of grammar notes. You can add all the words to a study deck to review, too. There are lots of stories with different genres so maybe you can find some stories that interest you there. Honestly, I want to say that most of my progress comes from there. It honestly helps a lot.

I also have days where I don't really feel like it, which is why I try to have lots of different things I can do so if I don't feel like doing one thing, there's still something else I can do. And sometimes you really just have to make it your routine and do it even when you don't feel like it (and then feel proud for having done something afterwards).

The best thing you can do is find something you really enjoy and consume that. Again, it's okay if you don't understand everything, you'll still learn a lot. I've read the entirety of Attack on Titan in Japanese and while that was... exhausting, it helped a lot and since I love the story I wanted to keep reading it. Another thing I like doing is watch gameplays in Japanese on YouTube. I like to watch gameplays in general, so when there's a game I've already played myself or already watched a gameplay of in English, I know the story, etc. well enough. Watching a gameplay of it in Japanese is nice because even if you didn't understand a lot, you could still follow the story and just try to pick up as much as possible. And for gameplays people usually turn on the subtitles so you can read while listening. For example, The Last of Us 2 is a really really long game so watching a gameplay of that taught me quite a few words! You could also play the games in Japanese yourself, but it can be difficult to get access to the Japanese version sometimes and if you don't understand a lot you might get stuck or mess up if it's something like a choice-based game, but it can also be a lot of fun!

Basically, it's also about creativity and finding as many ways as possible to interact with the language on a daily basis. There are resources that will teach you more than others, but everything will teach you one or two words or expose you to the language at the very least and slowly but surely you know more and more.

I look forward to your updates✨

#ask #Japanese

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wreckofawriter · 5 years ago

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Then Kiss Me Agian

Pairing: James Potter x reader

Word Count: 4,150

Warnings: Swearing? None really

Request: Hi! Could I get a James Potter imagine ? The reader and James are acquaintances but they get assigned as partners for a project? They get close and end up liking each other? Cute and fluffy please? Thank you! I really enjoy your writing , this is my third request for you haha!

A/n: I'm so sorry this took me like a fuckung year to write. I start school on Monday so I have been majorly stressing for the past week. Anyway hope u guys like it!

You woke up to soft light drifting through your window. Your eyes slowly fluttered open to be greeted with the pleasant sight of golden rays casting though your room. Dust that had been revealed by the shine swirled majestically through the air as if dancing to the floor where they would die until being reincarnated by movement once again.

You hummed smoothly sitting up and bringing your hand to your eye rubbing away the nights sleep as you released a wide yawn.

You slipped out of bed, your warm feet cooling on the wooden floor as chills broke your smooth skin into bumps. You walked to the bathroom, glancing at the mirror and grimacing.

You quickly washed your face and brushed your hair and teeth before deciding what to wear for the day. You exited the room only to notice something you hadn't before. Everyone in your dorm was gone. You thought that at least a few people would sleep in on a Saturday.

And then it struck you. It wasn't a Saturday at all. It was Friday. Which meant that you were already 15 minutes late for your class.

Your eyes went wide panic filling you as you swore loudly crashing to your dresser and changing into your robes. You then gathered your things in a frenzy, mentally and verbally cursing your roommates for not waking you. You were going to unleash hell when you saw them next.

You stumbled down the stairs and out your common room door. You would simply have to skip breakfast today. You sprinted to the dungeons ignoring the protests you drew from those you passed.

You finally reached the classroom banging open the door loudly and scrambling inside.

"I am so sorry professor. I overslept and I-"

You stopped when you noticed every pair of eyes in the room on you. You gulped nervously, feeling heat rush up your neck.

"It's quite alright my dear." Slughorn spoke kindly.

Your surprised eyes immediately flicked back to him, "Really?" You asked in disbelief.

"It is your first time ever being late, I can let you off with a warning." He smiled, relief washing through you.

"Thank you so much." You sighed gratefully.

"Now take a seat so I may continue with the lesson." He said gesturing to the students who were still watching the interaction.

You blushed mumbling another thank you before heading towards your usual seat next to Remus. Yet when you reached it, it was already occupied. A fiery redhead sar in your place refusing to meet your eyes.

A frown quickly took your face. You glance at Remus who sent you a sympathetic shrug and then looked back to the front of the room.

You glanced around the room searching for an empty seat. When you found it you suddenly realized why your usual seat had been stolen.

James Potter sat alone at his desk looking quite annoyed as he glared into the back of Evans head. You sighed heading to the seat and plopping into it, dropping your bag recklessly onto the floor beside you.

James turned to you smiling in amusement, "May I ask why a Prefect was late?" He mocked gesturing to the badge clipped on to your robes, its bright P shining in the dim candlelight.

"This actually stands for 'Pull your head out of your ass Potter.'" You shot back, not wanting to put up with his bullshit.

"So rude y/l/n." He gasped placing his hand on his chest in offense.

You rolled your eyes sighing, "Being around you really makes me pity Evans."

His eyes flashed for a moment before his face was taken over by an impressed frown "Touche." He shrugged.

You turned your attention to the front of the class attempting to tune into what Slughorn was saying. These struggles failed quickly when you suddenly felt an ache of pain in your vacant stomach.

Hunger consumed you quickly making the lesson go in and out of your mind.

You heard your stomach groan and found yourself wishing for your seat next to Remus once again. He always had chocolate or something with him and often shared with you.

Your stomach grumbled again and you grimaced silently praying for this lesson to be over so you could find some food.

"Hungry y/l/n?" James mocked before pulling a granola bar from his bag.

Your eyes immediately snapped to it, like a dog to a piece of meat. You could feel your organs silently begging for the food he wove in front of your face.

"Come on Potter don't be an asshole, give it to me." You said sternly.

"I am very good at being an asshole." He shrugged.

"Can't argue with that." You mumbled, "Can you just give it to me."

"I don't know." He hummed in amusement, "I'm a bit famished myself."

"Isn't famished a bit of a big word for you Potter?"

He glared at you before opening the wrapper, eyes still locked on yours and taking a bit out of the granola bar. He chewed loudly, making a point of it, before swallowing and letting out an exaggerated sigh.

If looks could kill James would currently be six feet deep. But since they cant he was smirking back at you bringing the bar back up to his lips.

Before he could place it in his mouth you leapt upon him snatching the bar from his hands and stuffing the whole thing into your mouth.

"Y/l/n, Potter! What on earth is going on?" Slughorn bellowed.

The whole class turned to see you halfway on top of the boy, mouth completely filled, James staring at you with looking both astonished and impressed by your actions.

You attempted to apologize but nothing but muffled hums would manage through your full lips. Your face splashed with crimson as you re organized yourself into your seat.

James burst into laughter at the sight earning a punch to the shoulder, "She's most certainly sorry professor." He spoke smugly, "She's just struggling to say so." He added slapping your back causing your hand to shoot to your mouth to keep you from spewing the granola bar you were currently attempting to swallow.

You felt your face wash red once again and you flipped off the boy beside you. He responded with another slap on the back and your hand once again flew to your mouth.

Slughorn sighed before returning to the lesson. You finally swallowed before turning triumphantly to James.

"Thank you very much for breakfast Potter." You snickered.

"How did you possibly see that as a win?" He asked with a chuckle.

"I wanted food, I got food." You smiled proudly before adding, "With no real consequences."

"Your so weird." James scoffed rolling his eyes in amusement.

"Thank you." You grinned cheekily before turning your head back to the front.

"For next week's assignment you will be studying, collecting ingredients for and then creating a potion."

You groaned along with the rest of the class, that was a lengthy project, that not one of you wanted to do.

"Now the project won't be due until next month because some potions take a month or so to create."

"Thank Merlin." you heard James mutter beside you

"You will also be working with a partner."

Instantly your eyes flew to the back of Remus' head and soon he turned around to lock eyes with you, nodding in silent agreement of partnership.

But unfortunately your professor continued, "Your partner will be the person you are seated next to."

"No!" You wailed throwing your head onto the desk in front of you, earning the attention of most of the room.

James let out a snort at your despair, "Am I truly that terrible." He asked feigning offense.

"Yes." You glowered. "Yes you are."

James only smirked before snatching the envelope sent by your professor from the air. He opened it scanning the words before turning back to you. "It says we have Vi-reti-ium." He said spelling out the last word slowly and incorrectly.

"Its Veritaserum dumbass." You scorned, "It is also a very complex truth potion."

"It can't be that bad." James shrugged. You rolled your eyes before snatching your potions book form your bag and looking up the name in the index. You flipped to the correct page and shoved the book at James.

He scanned the recipe eyes widening at its length and complexity.

"Shit." He mumbled.

"Yeah, shit" You huffed before glancing back down at the recipe. "When's the next new moon?"

James thought for a moment "Four days."

"Ok, meet me in the library after dinner so we can start gathering ingredients, we need to have them by then." You explained while placing your book back in your bag.

"Got it." He confirmed but his eyes were locked on a certain redhead who was leaving the room.

You sighed rolling your eyes, "Don't be late Potter." You muttered before turning and disappearing into the crowd of students exiting the classroom.

You sat in the library for forty five minutes.

Forty five minutes.

Each minute you prayed he would run in sweaty and smiling apologizing as he took a seat across from you and pulled out his books. But he didn't. He just didn't show.

Anger pulsed through you. He was bat shit if he thought you were going to so this whole project by yourself.

Finally you gathered your neatly splayed out papers and books and walked briskly from the library.

You walked promptly up to the Gryffindor common room, announced the password, (something you knew from spending countless hours with Remus) and stormed inside.

You were greeted with the sight of the four marauders plus Lily lounging on the plush couches. Your eyes landed immediately on the dark haired boy who sat facing you. His dark eyes were shining brightly in the fire light, magnified by the glass they hid behind. His shirt untucked, tie loosened. His hair was a mess of black, a few loose ends dancing softly in front of his face. Of course he was far to distracted by a pair of emerald green eyes to notice your arrival.

For some reason that fact made you so much angrier as you marched up to the group.

"POTTER!" You yelled your voice echoing off the walls of the room.

His eyes immediately darted upward, his flashy smile only faltering for a second before returning when his gaze feel to you.

"Y/l/n!" He grinned, "to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Pleasure my ass!" You shot back, "You were supposed to be studying with me in the library an hour ago!"

His eyes widened before he cringed momentarily closing them before they opened holding new guilt. "Yeah about that…"

"Let me guess." You hissed, "You had to catch up on your daily routine of harassment?" You motioned towards Lily who seemed to be very uncomfortable with the whole situation.

"Look y/l/n, I'm sorry I forgot. I mean the projects not due for a month anyway."

"Godric you are stupid." You said massaging your head, nursing the soon to be formed headache, "It takes a month to brew dumbass!" You yelled bending down so you were level with his face, attempting to intimidate the boy.

But your efforts failed when you saw his eyes soften, a sweet smile crawling slowly to his lips, "You know how adorable you are when your angry?" He mumbled suddenly unable to pry his eyes from your fiery completion and flushed face.

Your eyes widened with surprise as you raised your head away from him. You felt heat rise to your neck before scoffing.

"You better be at the library after breakfast tomorrow." You stated simply before walking briskly from the room before the rest of the group could notice the color invading your cheeks.

Lily also took this as her sign to leave gathering her stuff and murmuring goodbyes before retreating to her dorm.

James watched you exit the room before rolling his eyes and turning back to a group of wide eyed boys staring at him as if they had shut watched him decapitate someone.

"What?" James asked eyebrows knitting in confusion.

Remus and Sirius flipped their heads to each other sharing a glance then turning back to the now irritated boy

"What?"

Remus scoffed.

"Did you just flirt with a girl who wasn't Lily?" Sirius questioned in disbelief.

James scrunched his face in disgust, "What? No!"

Remus rolled his eyes letting himself plop backwards into the couch mumbling something similar to "I can not deal with this."

As Sirius burst into giggles. Peter who was beside him seemed oblivious.

"You totally just flirted with y/l/n!" He hollered over his laughter watching as James face filled with disgust once again.

"I did not!"

"You most certainly did!" Sirius bellowed laughter shaking his form.

"I was insulting her!" The boy retorted defensively.

"That is one terrible insult." Remus chimed in earning a glare through a pair of thick frames.

"I was-I didn't- t-that's not." He stuttered looking for the right words.

"'Remus your so adorable. Do you feel insulted?" Sirius smiled cheekily still giggling slightly.

"Godric Sirius how could you?" The werewolf responded in mock offense.

"Oh shut it Moony." James sneered.

"But Sirius insulted me!" His smile that of a wolf after trapping its prey.

"Ok so what if I did flirt with her?" James huffed in annoyance.

Sirius rolled his eyes, "Maybe the fact that you haven't flirted with any girl but Evan's since you were eleven?" He offered.

James flushed muttering a half hearted "Whatever" and then gathered his things. He didn't want to hear it.

The flirting didn't stop. Every chance that presented itself James leapt apon. He would compliment you, casually drop suggestive hints, leave his hand on your arm just a moment too long and so much more. The rest of the marauders caught on quick, which resulted in endless teasing of his vain efforts.

Because of this James had tried to stop, go back to the insults that he had become accustomed to but he couldn't, because for a fleeting moment before you scoffed and rolled your eyes, your cheeks would tinge and your eyes would momentarily widen and it was the most adorable thing he had ever seen.

Something about the way the y/e/c of your wide eyes would bounce off the slight pink of your skin would make his heart leap to his throat and his stomach fill with the flutter of wings. So he spent every moment with you flirting relentlessly just to catch a glimpse of your embarrassment.

Of course the dense boy thought nothing of it. He had always been quite oblivious, so even with the remarks his friends through at him, he couldn't see what was right in front of him. He was in love.

You on the other hand were quite confused. At first you assumed that the flirting was natural. Something that James exhibited in every girl. But after a chat with Remus you quickly learned that was far from the truth. He had stated that while James did tend to have a flirtatious nature, he had never gone so over the top before with anyone except for Lily and yourself.

You had noticeably grimaced at the mention of Lily and the Gryffindor you were talking to had taken notice, but not spoken of it.

You then assumed he was doing it to get on your nerves, something he seemed to enjoy quite a bit. But when his daily harassment of Evans dwindled from uncommon to rare, you couldn't help but wonder.

You attempted to brush off the thoughts and feelings that kept you awake late at night but they simply stuck in place, the cement had already dried around them. You knew you were being foolish, it was ridiculous to think that anything could happen, James being James and you being you. But that didn't stop you from hoping.

Hoping that maybe, this wasnt some bullshit he had used to embarrass you, hoping that he meant every comment he tossed at you, hoping that the lingering touches would last forever. You dared to hope them in secret, never speaking the wished out loud. Hell you would barley admit them to yourself, let alone others.

But now as he sat next to you in the library you couldn't help but heat up at the falling of his arm around your shoulders.

"Dumbass." You called, a nickname that you had adopted in response to his.

"Yes, love?" He smirked his heart jumping as you flashed red for just an instant.

"I told you to stop calling me that." You sneered attempting to ignore the loud thump of your quickening heartbeat.

"And I told you I don't care." He smiled wolfishly.

You sighed, "Whatever did you finish the essay on Jobberknolls?"

"Of course I did." He grinned as you rolled your eyes for what must have been the billionth time in the past hour.

"Can I see it?" You asked impatiently.

"Here you are my dear." He said placing a piece of parchment in front of you.

You felt your eyes roll instinctively before reading over his work, which to your surprise was done diligently and well.

You let an impressed expression take your features, looking back up at the boy who was smirking at you.

"I'm good aren't I?" He spoke wiggling his eyebrows.

"You're not terrible." you agreed reluctantly passing the paper back to him. Just then three boys walked into the library.

Sirius immediately called to James getting shushed before even a minute passed his entrance. You quickly shrugged off James arm, not wanting the attention it would draw. Unfortunately it was too late, you watched as Remus raised his eyebrows in question, you rolling your eyes in answer.

The three boys stood in front of you as you scribbled a few final notes onto your essay ignoring the pointed looks they seemed to be sharing. They communicated in silence for a few seconds before James spoke up.

"Well y/l/n I've got to go but I'll see you around." He chipped and without any hesitation he leaned down and pressed his lips to your cheek.

You felt your skin connect for a mere second before he snatched his bag and walked up to the boys all who, just like you, were attempting to pick their jaws up off the floor.

"What?" James asked, oblivious to the action he had just taken. Confused and a bit annoyed he left the library his entourage slowly following him. Remus looked at you one last time. Your mouth still wide, cheeks pink, hand brushing the spot his lips just occupied.

He then walked quickly from the library to catch up with the other three boys. You sat in a daze for a few seconds.

You could still feel his soft lips burning on your skin, you could feel where his nose had brushed your cheek lightly.

Meanwhile Remus had caught up to his friends who all seemed very confused.

"What the hell is up with you James?" He asked stepping in front of the flustered boy.

"What do you mean? Why are you guys all freaking out?" He seemed completely oblivious.

"You just kissed y/n!" Sirius blurted smacking him in the back of the head.

"I did not!" He gasped completely appalled as he pushed his glasses back up his nose looking at Sirius, extremely confused.

"You just kissed her cheek you twat!" Remus shouted hit James over the head as well.

James scrunched his face, "I did no-" he stopped mid sentence, realization causing his eyes to widen. "Oh Merlin I did."

"Yeah! What the hell was that about!" Rumus asked impatiently.

"I don't.. I don't know." James stumbled over his words, "I j-just did. It was like instinct, I didn't, didn't even think about it."

"Oh my Godric I knew it!" Sirius exclaimed in triumph, "Your in love with her!"

James mouth fell open ready to deny it. But it suddenly hit him.

"I am in love with her." He muttered. "Oh Merlin I'm in love with her."

"Took you long enough to realize." Remus chirped, "I've known for weeks."

"Shove off Moony." James grumbled.

"Well are you gonna tell her?" Sirius asked, he was practically skipping with joy. Excitement readable in every word he spoke as he bounced up and down like he was on a sugar high.

"Umm I don't know." James was suddenly overwhelmed with information that had just become clear to him.

"I think she likes you too." Remus shrugged, "she asks about you alot, and she always gets pissed when I mention Evans."

"Oh shit Evans." James wanted to slap himself. How could he be so reckless to give his heart away at any chance he got? But with you it was different. He didn't care if Lily blushed before insulting him. He didn't notice when she bit her lip to hide a smile. He didn't know if she made adorable faces while she was thinking. But with you, he cared. He noticed. He knew.

"What am I supposed to do?" James asked glancing around at his friends asking- no begging for help.

"You should tell her James, like I said I think she likes you too."

"Ok." James sighed, "I guess I'll tell her."

That was much easier said than done. For the next week James was reduced to a pile of nerves and stutters when you came with in a 10 foot radius of him.

His flirty, smooth nature was out the window the second he realized his true feelings towards you.

The project became more and more difficult to work on as every brush of a hand or shared glance made him crumble into a blushing mess.

You were pissed. The good progress you had made was now dwindling as your partner became incompetent. So finally when the two of you sat in the library and James once again blushed like mad and spilled ink all over your essay simply because you had put your hand on his shoulder to show him something, you exploded.

"What in bloody hell is your problem Potter?!" You shouted, effectively getting shushed by a chorus of people.

James turn toward you looking like a deer caught in headlights.

"Umm I umm" he began to mumble.

"Seriously! Recently you cant even speak around me! What happened?" You interrogated the boy leaning closer to him.

James grasped for an excuse, fumbling and tripping over incoherent words.

"Potter I'm not fucking with you, what is up with you?" You hissed, further annoyed by his continuing flustered behavior.

James bit his lip glancing at the ground before turning back up to your angered face, he pushed his glasses up his nose and in a moment of desperation he collided his lips with yours.

The second you felt his lips on yours you pulled away, "Why did you do that?" You asked eyes wide almost as if you were frightened.

James' face went up in flames, "I- You- Remus said that.. that y-you might have liked me back and I-"

"You like me?" You asked in absolute disbelief.

"Of course I like you." James mumbled looking solemnly at the ground.

"Do not even begin to 'Of course' me!" You huffed, "You have been in love with Lily Evans for five years!"

"I was never in love with Lily!" Jame shot back.

"Bullshit! And you think that you can come to me and play with my feelings until Evans decides she likes you?" You said in disgust.

"No! No that's not what I wanted to do at all!" James gushed, "I really like you y/n. Luke really, really like you."

"How?! You were obsessed with another girl less than a month ago!"

"I don't know!" James yelled, his voice was shaky. "All I know as that the second we started this project, I wanted you. Not Lily. I think I'm in love with you."

You gulped harshly, "You mean it?" Your voice was hesitant, as if you were scared to ask the question.

"Yeah." James whispered letting his hand close around yours, "I really do."

"Then kiss me again."

He wasted no time. His lips met yours gracefully, they were warm and soft, his movements slow. You slipped your tongue into his mouth tasting butterbeer and chocolate, you craved more.

You pulled away intaking deep breaths, "You better not be fucking with me Potter." You murmured taking your bottom lip between your teeth, hoping to still taste him there.

"I wouldn't dream of it." He spoke, a dopey smile curving his lips as his thumb slowly brushed your cheek.

You hummed softly before pulling him down to meet your lips once again.

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(thirteen times) i love you— 03

— wherein y/n (a hopeless romantic) seems to fall in love with nearly ever guy she meets. so, she writes letters for them to compensate. these letters weren't meant for them to read, but what happens when they all end up receiving them?

03 // dumb excuse

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a/n: hello hello, part three is here!! lmk what you think hehheheh 👀✨

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"Wait, so you're saying, Choi Seungcheol, aka Mr. Boy I Loved # 12, volunteered to help you retrieve your letters back?" Jiyeon asked in disbelief before taking a sip on her carton of milk.

"I know right! God, I don't know what went inside his head for him to decide to help me," you groaned, "What if he's just doing it to make fun of me?" With a whine, you buried your face in your arms.

"I doubt it," you heard Hyerim respond from behind you. Tray in hand, she makes her way towards Jiyeon and takes a seat beside her, "I think he's gonna expose you to his friends first, before making fun of you."

You threw your crumpled trash at her and shot her a glare, "I hate you," once again, you let yourself drown in your arms.

"I'm only joking," Hyerim laughs, "Besides, Seungcheol really is a nice guy. I'm sure he's genuine in trying to help you," you could hear Jiyeon hum in agreement.

You let out a huff, "I hope you're right— I have to meet up with him in a while," you took a glance at your watch— ten minutes until you and Seungcheol had to meet. He agreed to give you back your letter, and afterwards, the both of you were to formulate a plan on how to retrieve the rest.

"Uh oh, you better head out then," Jiyeon remarked, "I could see one of your ex obsessions breaching the perimeter," she nudged her head at one of the cafeteria tables. You slowly turned your head towards the direction, letting out a groan upon seeing your editor-in-chief, Jeon Wonwoo. If he won't confront me about the letter, then he's definitely gonna kill me for not heading to the clubroom yesterday— none of which I'd like to experience just yet.

You grabbed your bag in a rush and stood up, "I'll see you guys later," you bid your friends farewell before briskly walking towards the cafeteria's exit, hoping that the male didn't see you.

You let out a sigh of relief once you reached the hallway. You heard a buzz coming from you pocket and you assumed that was Seungcheol.

[seungcheol: hey im at the tables outside. where are you]

[you: im omw, had to deal with sth just now]

You finally arrived at your destination. You scanned the area for any sight of the male, and you managed to spot him sitting on one of the tables at the far end, tapping away on his phone.

[you: im here]

Immediately, he looked up from his phone. A large smile appeared on his face upon meeting your eyes. He waved his hand, beckoning you to come over, and you followed. You could feel a slight tinge of nervousness as you neared closer to the male.

"Hey," Seungcheol greeted you, a grin on his face and you offered him a tight lipped smile in response. His happy expression morphed into a frown, "What? You still don't trust me?" He pouted.

"It's— It's not that," you bit your lip, looking away from the male, "I'm just embarrassed— that's all," you heard him chuckle at your explanation, causing you to glare at him. He patted his hand on the chair beside him, urging you to take a seat. The glare on your face was still present as you sat down.

"No need to be embarrassed, Y/N, it's all in the past," Seungcheol opened his bag, his hand reaching in for something. In one swift motion, he pulls out your letter, "Here," he smiles at you, "I'm sure you've been wanting to get your hands on this."

Letting out a small shriek, you snatch the object from his grasp, "Oh my god, my baby—" you bring the letter to your chest, a relieved sigh escaping your lips. You stay in that position for a while, not paying any attention to the male that's been looking at you with a small smile on his face the entire time.

"Damn, I knew it was important to you , but I didn't know it meant that much," Seungcheol's voice interrupts your mini-episode. You sneered, "Of course, you wouldn't know," you stayed silent for a moment before facing the male, "But, thank you."

The gentle smile on Seungcheol's face never falters, "No problem," he adjusts his seating position before speaking up once again, "So, what are you planning on next?"

You rested your chin on your palm, your free hand twiddling with the letter, "I don't know, " You sighed, "But as much as possible, I'd like to avoid facing my disaster head-on, thank you very much."

A disapproving sound escaped Seungcheol's lips, "Tsk, that won't do," He scolded you, "You won't be able to accomplish anything if you do that,"

"What else can I do?" You groaned, "I don't exactly have the guts of steel, Mr. Choi Seungcheol."

"That's why I'm here, Y/N," he sent a wink at your direction. God, you really wanted to smack him, but he was right. You won't be able to go anywhere if you don't confront them— that is unless you consider sneaking around and taking the the letters without their knowledge, which you're totally up for, by the way.

Your meeting with Seungcheol sadly got cut short by the bell ringing. The both of you stood up and started to gather your things. You slipped the letter into one of your notebooks— you'll place it in a safe box later when you get home. One down, twelve more to go.

The both of you head inside the school building in silence. Seungcheol tapped your shoulder, causing you stop your legs. You face the male, raising your brow at him as you wait for what he has to say.

"I'll talk to you later, yeah? Tell me if anything happens," he smiled. You gave him a quick nod before the both of you finally parted ways.

Surprisingly, you managed to trek down the hallway without having to hide yourself in another locker or having to run another god forsaken marathon. You hadn't ran into any of the boys yet which is definitely good on your part since you weren't mentally prepared to face any of them yet (Seungcheol was an exemption).

You entered class, and lo and behold, Seungkwan was sitting on the desk right beside the door. You let out a yelp, loud enough for half of the class to hear, and you quickly slapped your palm onto your lips. Luckily, the professor wasn't around yet— with yesterday's events, he probably wouldn't let this one slide.

You timidly shuffled around the classroom and decided to sit down at the very back— not your preferred seat, but you wanted to avoid the male as much as possible. While taking out your things, you heard the screech of a chair from beside you, followed by the sound of someone sitting down. You turn your head to see who had decided to sit next to you, and the moment you saw the person— you paled, eyes widening and choking on literally nothing in the process.

"Don't think you could run away just like last time, Y/N— you have some explaining to do," Seungkwan warned you before giving his attention to your professor that had just made his arrival.

Okay, that was unexpected. You only anticipated three things to happen whenever any of the boys decide to confront you— they'll either reject you (obviously), make fun of your cheesy writing, or profess their love for you in return (highly unlikely). You clearly didn't expect a threat.

For the rest of the class, you could only think about Seungkwan's words. You yourself know that you obviously had to explain things, but how did he know? You mentally cursed at yourself. Focus on class, Y/N, think about this shit later. You weren't gonna lie, this entire situation was really giving off a negative impact on your studies— well, your whole life, in general— but all you could do was suck it up, the educational system doesn't give a fuck about the students' well being, anyways.

The bell rang, signalling the end of your class and the beginning of your ruin.

You raced towards the door, hoping to evade the male's confrontation, but for some reason, the path to the door seemed way longer than it was supposed to be (plus the fact there's literally a large mass of students trying to get out, as well). You had no choice but to accept your dreaded fate.

Seungkwan appeared beside you, holding a tight grip on your wrist in case you try to run away (a good idea on his part). You furrowed your brows. It confused you as to why he was so adamant about having you to explain the reason for the letter. Maybe it could be something else? If so, then it must be really really bad for Seungkwan to act like this. At that thought, your nerves started to surface even harder than before.

Upon reaching the hallway, Seungkwan wordlessly dragged you to a corner. The students that were around gave the both of you questioning looks as you passed them by. The male decided to stop, and without even giving you much time to think, he uttered out,

"What the fuck?"

Your features morphed into a mix of confusion and alarm. What? The male probably noticed your expression, and he let out a heavy sigh.

"Look, Y/N, I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but it's not fucking funny," Seungkwan glared at you, causing you to flinch. "Vernon approached me yesterday after school, saying he received a letter from you— a love letter, to be more specific," the male's glare doesn't leave his features.

"Sounds familiar, doesn't it?"

You bit your lip, trying to think of the proper words to say, "I—I can explain, Seungkwan—"

"You better," he snapped. "I honestly do not understand you, Y/N. We used to be friends— hell, Vernon even considered you to be his best friend, years ago. I know it may have already been six years, but do you think it's okay to try and lead two people on?"

You stayed silent. You wanted to wait for him to finish before reasoning yourself out.

"Not to mention that one of the two literally used to be the closest with you, Y/N." Seungkwan's tone started to become softer, "He may have left that day, Y/N, but Vernon doesn't deserve the shit that you're trying to pull."

Seungkwan looked at you, waiting for what you have to say. You breathed in, hoping that the male would understand you explanation.

"That was never my intention, Seungkwan, " he scoffed but didn't say anything, "Actually, those— those letters weren't supposed to be sent in the first place."

Seungkwan eyed you in disbelief, "I thought you were smart, Y/N, but that's got to be the dumbest excuse I've ever heard."

"I'm telling the truth, Seungkwan. You were never meant to read that— those letters were written for myself," You explained. It's clear that the male still doesn't believe you, but you persist, "I wrote Hansol's letter after he left for America, I wrote your letter when you rose me up while I was absolutely devastated that he left. Everything inside those letters were true— I really did love the both of you."

Seungkwan didn't say anything, but his eyes remained on you.

"And you were never meant to find out."

It was quiet— the only sound that emanated from the both of you was the sound of your heavy breathing. Seungkwan didn't look at you, his eyes were focused on the ground beneath him. You pressed your lips together, afraid if the male believed your words or not. A sigh escaped Seungkwan's lips, he raised his head and looked at you in the eye.

"Alright," he breathed, "I believe you."

It felt as if a heavy weight was lifted from your shoulders. You were about to collapse onto the floor out of relief (and you really couldn't face him anymore after all of that), but Seungkwan wasn't finished.

"But, that doesn't mean I'm still not mad at you," Your face dropped. What else does he want? Your mouth formed into a frown. The window seemed really tempting right now.

"I'll be honest with you, Y/N. I was actually really pleased upon receiving your letter, but Vernon wasn't," Seungkwan stated, distress evident in his voice and features, "To put it in simple terms— he feels like shit."

You furrowed your brows, "Wait, why?" Seungkwan let out a sigh, his hands started to fidget.

"I don't know what exactly you wrote in his letter, but he says he feels really bad for leaving you," he explained, "I mean, he felt bad even before, obviously, but he feels like absolute shit for breaking your heart without knowing."

Oh no. Your heart fell. You didn't want anyone— especially Vernon— to feel that way because of you. It wasn't his decision to leave in the first place. If anyone were to blame, that was you for literally having zero control over your feelings.

"Listen, Y/N," Seungkwan's stern tone interrupted your turbulent thoughts, "I'm not returning your letter unless you talk to Vernon."

"I was planning on talking to him, anyways! God, I can't just let him beat himself up for that," Your voice ended up being louder than expected, eliciting a flinch from the male before you. You mumbled out a quiet 'sorry' before speaking out again.

"But," You sighed, not looking at the male, "I don't think I'm ready to talk to him yet."

"I'll be keeping your letter for the meantime, then," Seungkwan remarked, "As his best friend, I can't stand seeing him like that, Y/N. But he won't listen to anything I say— he'd only listen if it comes from you."

Your eyes were stuck to the floor as you heard Seungkwan making his leave. You stood there in silence, reflecting on what the male had just said. Closing your eyes, you let out a sigh.

You'll talk to Vernon sooner or later, but for now, you have other problems to deal with.

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Tutor (Neville Longbottom x Slytherin! Reader)

Chapter 2

Chapter 1

Notes: I had lot of fun writing this chapter! I hope you all enjoy, again requests are still open! @okaymalfcy

Word count: 3,120 (wOopS)

You and Neville left Professor Sprouts class in a swift walk, you were both well aware Snape wouldn't be at all happy that you two were late for his class. It was like torture for any gryffindor. Especially Neville,

who he took additional joy in terrorizing. Neville has probably lost more points for gryffindor in that class then any gryffindor had in their entire life, including Harry Potter.

You both walked down the cold and drafty halls beside each other, every so often a chill would run down your spine. The only noise came from both of your brisk footfalls and from the harsh, bitter winds outside, with books in arms you walked without saying a word. A few times Neville opened his mouth and looked at you like he was about to say something, but decided against it.

The near silence of the hall was ruined by the sudden noise of another pair of footsteps, they were a lot heavier and slower then you and Nevilles, the loud walkers came into sight when they turned the corner ahead of you. The two were tall, but also quite large and bulky, they wore slytherin robes that were filled with pastries at the pockets and they sauntered down the hall like they owned the school as they snickered to each other. Crabbe and Goyle. Surprisingly there was no sign of Draco Malfoy with them. Not that you were complaining.

You looked up at Neville's face, he watched the two large boys approach him with furrowed brows and his lips formed a striaght line. The smallest bead of sweat roll down his freckled face, it was like he was waiting for them to make some surprising grand gesture, like explode maybe. ‘If they kept eating they way they did, they won't be too far off of it’ you thought. Neville looked nervous, much more nervous than he always did, which was saying something. He rubbed his clammy palms against his robe while you both continued to walk at your steady pace towards potions class and towards the two towering torments.

"Not them, not now" Neville spoke to himself so quiet you just barely heard him. He already had a pit of worry in his stomach from just thinking about the horror of potions class, he didn't need these two torturing him to add to his anxiousness.

You were hoping the two would just pass by peacefully, maybe they were feeling kind or something, but you but knew that wasn't going to happen. They could never just leave Neville alone. He was too quiet to stand up to them, he was an easy target. But you were not.

The two parted from each other, meters away from you , and had a wicked grin on their faces, they made a small gap in between them, almost big enough to walk in between, them but not quite. When they approached they roughly slammed each of their shoulders into Nevilles with the force of a small troll, sending the nervous boy onto his back with a yelp and a thud, his head whipped off the ground. That was going to hurt.

When he fell he threw his books into the air, sheets flew far from the books and they all flew in different directions, they floated to the ground like large pieces of confetti at a party and gently landed all around you while the books landed with a heavy thud, much like Neville did.

“Watch where you're going longbottom.” The two teased together. Their vile tones matched their faces,which were plastered with evil grins.

The two did nothing but snicker and give a nasty look to you while they walked away triumphantly. You clenched fists trembled and your teeth gritted together hard enough to crush a rock. Fuck that, fuck them.

Your narrowed eyes shot to Neville, who groaned in pain as he held himself up with one arm, the other held the back of his head where it hit off of the ground; then they shot back to the large boys, who hadn't gotten to far as of yet with their slow saunter, still snickering to each other. Your blood was practically boiling. Your hand reached for your wand in your pocket like it were a pistol in its holster in an old western movie, you swiftly drew it out and pointed it at Crabbe and Goyle's large feet. You then did something very stupid, something you knew would only end up getting you into trouble, but you didn't care. You whipped your wand in a circular motion and a small red spark darted from your wand and caught their ankles. On contact the spark crackled like a firework and the two boys lost their balance. Their knees wobbled like they were made of jelly for only a second before falling flat on their faces with a loud thump, their thump were much louder then Neville’s, because both boys were much, much heavier.

They laid on the floor and whined dramatically and loudly, like two children who had fallen in a playground. You lowered your wand and reached your arm out to Neville to pull him up onto his feet. His hand was still held on the back of his head after he dusted himself off.

Suddenly, loud and quick footsteps could be heard , looks like Crabbe and Goyles baby whining had attracted someone's attention. A second later, Professor Mcgonagal sped around the corner and froze. Oh shit. You sighed, and in sync you and Neville turned to each other, Neville looked like a deer in the headlights. She took one look at the layer of littered sheets and books surrounding you then looked further to end of the hall to see Crabbe and Goygle rolling on the ground, holding their ankles while wailing in pain. You still had your wand in your hand, it was too late to put it away now. Then she was looking at you and Neville. Well, there goes your perfect track record.

“What in merlin's name is going on here!? Why are the two of you not in class!?" She questioned in a stern tone. Glaring at both of you with her large, angry looking eyes.

Your eyes were set onto the floor like a pair of weights and you took a step forward after a few seconds of silence. You calmed yourself and took a deep breath.

"It was my fault professor, I was very stupid and didn't think about what I was doing"

Your eyes slowly looked up to her as you waited for a response.

"That is still not an answer to my question Miss Y/S/N. I hope I do not have to repeat myself when you explain what happened in my office, but first, you and Mr. Longbottom will clean up this mess while I bring these boys to the infirmary, when I get back this hall better be spick and span, is that understood?" Her eyes still glared at the two of you, all you could both manage to say was "yes miss." before she left.

Once the hall was empty you both quickly began to pick up sheets from the floor and put them where they belonged. Neville stopped and looked at you.

"You didn't have to do that y'know. Stand up for me, I'm used to it by now. "

You continued to pick up sheets as you spoke.

"I know, but i've been waiting to do that since the day I got here though, they're so rude, and they eat all the good apple tarts! So really they had it coming, maybe now they'll know better."

"It was a bloody good spell by the way."

"Thanks Neville" you flashed a smile at him them continued to work

Neville smiled and went back to picking up the pieces of paper in his arms, humming to himself softly.

"How's your head? " you asked, trying to break the silence still picking up and sorting sheets.

He rubbed where his head had hit the ground and winced quietly

"Still sore, but id say I'll be okay in an hour or two. It's become pretty resilient at this point." You both giggled, you did feel bad that his head had to be resilient in the first place. You'd pay 50 galleons to wipe the smile from Malfoy's face for every time he thought he was hilarious by messing with Neville. Or anyone for that matter.

It took you both at least half an hour before you finished, there was still no sign of Professor McGonagall yet.

You both stood in silence awkwardly before your legs started to ache so you sat on the floor against the cold corridor wall.

You looked up at Neville and smiled before saying,

"I'm sorry about this whole tutoring situation, I'm sure you've got much better things to do"

You did feel bad about it, and still quite embarrassed to be honest..

"Oh it's no problem, really. Herbology's easy once you get the hang of it, plus I was wondering, cause I've seen you in potions and you're really good, a lot better than me anyway-" he chuckled a bit and scratched the back of his neck remembering when the class had to evacuate because the fumes from his potion were so potent. "- and I was wondering could you help me with that if I help you with herbology? That way we’re even." He started to bite his nails, gazing up at you with his puppy dog brown eyes while he waited for your response, hoping you would say yes.

"Sounds like a deal to me Longbottom."

You were flattered by Nevilles kind words, it was shown in your face by the light link shade your cheeks were dusted with. For all the effort and hard work you put into school it was very rarely praised or acknowledged, though you were equally as good as other students, who often got complimented on their skills, yours went undetected, skimmed across and ignored. That was until now. They were just noticed, and praised. Thank you Neville. You thought to yourself.

You picked yourself up from the wall at the sight of professor Mcgonagall returning, she looked just as angry as she did before, she signaled for you two to follow her, and you did. Once you arrived at her office, you told her the whole story, and lost slytherin 40 points for your ‘reckless and impulsive behavior’ and landed yourself in detention tomorrow.

You couldn't wait for your house mates to hear about that one. You thought you lose more but seeing as it was 'an act of self defense' it was only 40, though that was still more than you wanted it to be. What was worse than losing the points is that you also disappointed Professor Mcgonagall which is what hurt you more. You had no real friends, your now tainted reputation with the teachers really mattered to you. You were a grade A slytherin student after all.

While this was going on Neville just sat in silence, agreeing as you told the story. He did ask the professor to lower the amount of points you lost, saying he should have been watching where he was going.

"Mr Longbottom I highly recommend you stay quiet unless you want to join Ms. Y/L/N in detention tomorrow."

"B-but professor-"

"That is enough Mr. Longbottom."

By the time the professor gave you permission to leave it was almost dinner time. You usually spent this time in the library with your nose buried in a book, usually about potions. It was much more welcoming than your house table, plus the books never called you "filthy mudblood" like malfoy loved to do.

The corridors were crowded with different students filling the hall with loud chatter and laughter. You and Neville walked side by side.

"I'm sorry you got in trouble, this is all my fault" His eyes were fixed on the ground and his voice had a mixture of sadness and guilt to it.

"Hey no need to apologize" you elbowed him playfully with a smile on your face, which transferred to his face when he looked at you. "Its what us slytherins do best."

"I mean, gryffindor isn't really known for staying out of trouble either, especially with Harry around" He joked.

You both chuckled while you dodged between the older and younger students, like a forest covered in tall and small trees. You wandered the halls with no destination in mind.

"I mean we've got Draco Malfoy, I don't think it can get much worse than that."

"That's fair. "

You chuckled together and continued to converse, about your houses, what it was like in each of them, how different they were. He told you about a wizard in Nepal, who is growing Gravity resistant trees, you thought it was all very interesting, you could see in his eyes just how passionate he was about the subject, his eyes would light up like christmas trees while he spoke about it. Very few people wanted to listen to him talk about it, they usually asked him to stop by now so when you asked him to continue, he didn't know what to do other than smile widely and tell you about goes one day he'd love to go and see them, but his grandma said they couldn't afford it. His love for the subject was one of the most endearing things, you grinned the whole way through his bumbling.

You told him about how people have been trying to use bravery and kindness potions to get into different Hogwarts houses, and how miserably they failed, one potion made someone about to brave, they went to the forbidden forest to show off , and still haven't come out. “Bloody hell, I mean i'd love potion to make me brave, but not that much,” he added

“You are brave Neville, you tried to bargain with Professor Mcgonaggle for godrics sake, if that's not brave i don't know what is.”

“But it didn't work though, you still lost 40 points cause of me.”

“Being brave doesn't mean your ideas work Neville, it means you realise theres a chance they won't but you try them anyway, it was my fault really, I shouldn't have lost my senses. But you stood up for me Neville, that's real bravery.”

“It's the least I could have done for you taking the bloody ankles off Crabbe and Goyle for me, did you see there faces?!”

You both aimlessly walked through the corridors together while you talked, you looked down at your watch and gasped in shock as you seen the time. It didn't feel like you had been talking for that long at all.

"Merlin! Is it that late already!? Neville we better get going to the dining hall, dinners almost over! "

You looked around you, you had spent so much time talking you wouldn't even recognise where you were, you had been walking and talking for so long you didn't know where you had gotten yours too, You both began to retrace your steps as you ran down not populated the corridors you took a few wrong turns, delaying you both even further. You felt your stomach grumble while the cold air around the school hit your face . After what felt like a lifetime, you finally found yourselves in front of the giant oak doors, you both stopped and hunched over to catch your breath. Both of you seemed to be equally as unfit as each other, both of you wheezing and gasping for breath. Not to mention how your legs ached from all the walking. You never realised how big Hogwarts was until now, no wonder that girl from first year still hasn't been found yet.

Once you were able to control your breathing again you pushed open the heavy, creaking door open and you walked in together, still panting quietly. The hall was loud with cheering and talking from all the tables as they ate their food. You had made it. When you entered it quieted down. Loud conversations turned into hushed discussions amongst the gryffindor and slytherin tables. Hufflepuff and ravenclaw continued their conversations as normal, not even noticing you two. Groups of eyes from both the gryffindor and slytherin table set themselves onto you both. You looked at Neville with a nervous smile, he looked to you with the same expression. Soon you and Neville were ready to part ways to your respected house table; your table was already whispering about you while giving sly and disgusted looks your way, seems like they know about what happened, and all the points you lost them. Looks likes gryffindor knew too, they were whispering just as much. Though the looks they gave you and Neville was a lot less cruel and piercing . This was not going to be fun for you.

Before the two of you parted you arranged to meet in the library tomorrow afternoon, after your detention to study together. You said goodbye to each other with a smile and a wave. When you approached your table nobody moved, you walked to the end where very few people were sitting. They continued to stare and whisper, you wondered what they were saying, but at the same time, you didn't want to know. Some even got up and moved away from you to another part of the long table, they fled like you had some infectious disease they were afraid to get. They did know you didn't kill Crabbe and Goyle right? Because their looks could pass for the ones you'd give a magical murderer . You were a mudblood not a monster. Slytherins were always ones for dramatics.

You watched Neville walk over to his table. His experience was very different to yours. All the gryffindors welcomed Neville with friendly and curious expressions, wanting to hear all about what happened today; two of them, who you recognized to be Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas , quickly parted to give him somewhere to sit as they bombarded him with questions, to be fair it was mainly the weasley twins asking the questions, it was also one of the weasley twins who whistled and teased him about coming in with you, which turned your cheeks a light pink and tugged your mouth into a smile. You wish you had that relationship with your house, that lovely friendship. But you were here as normal, on the outside looking in through the glass. On the bright side, you made a friend today , finally. You made a friend. And his name was Neville Longbottom.

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Chapter 10

First Day of Classes (Remnent)

The next morning, we had to get ready for our first class. There were not too many people in the classroom when we walked in. The seating was in tiers that run in an arc. With there being four tiers. We took seats in the second tier down. There were several drawings of different Grimm on the wall behind the professor's desk. Professor Port teaches the Grimm Studies class.

Team JSMN was on the top tier. So, we had to pass them to get to the second tier down. "Morning." I said. "We'll see if it's 'good' after class."

"Morning." Sunflower replied. Then laughed at, 'seeing if it was a good morning after class.'

Jyll, Mousa and Nell all said 'hello', as we found seats and sat down.

Teams RWBY and JNPR came running into the classroom out of breath, just as the bell range for the start of class.

Professor Port spent most of the class talking about himself, when he was younger fighting Grimm.

Ruby was being silly. I guess she was trying to stay awake. Drawing pictures of Professor Port and balancing things on her finger.

The class became interesting when Weiss started fighting a Boarbatusk. It was mean of her to jump on Ruby when Ruby cheered her on. When Weiss had said nothing when Yang and Blake cheered her on. But then I knew that Weiss was jealous of Ruby being Team leader, when Weiss thought she should be team leader.

Next was History with Professor/Dr. Oobleck. That class was more interesting, learning the history of Remnant. We would learn lots of things that wasn't in the show.

For lunch we ate with Team RWBY and Team JNPR. They had already sat together by the time we got our food and went to sit down. We made introductions with Team RWBY.

After lunch was Botany/Herbology, and last but not least, Combat Training and sparing.

The rest of the week was pretty much the same. We were able to talk to Team RWBY and Team JSMN and get to know them some. And talked more with Team JNPR. We even ran into Team CFVY. I plan on waiting until we get to know the students a little better before I give any of them any powers/abilities. I will probably wait until after I talk to Professor Ozpin to do that.

Friday evening, the end of our first week at Beacon. We were in our dorm room. "Is everyone ready to go back home?" I ask my Team.

Jett laughed. "I almost forgot about that."

Willow and Crystal both nodded their heads, yes.

"Okay then. And remember back home we will have only been gone one minute their time." I said.

"That's going to be hard to get used to. Being here for a week but only being gone from Pern for one minute. Then being on Pern for a week and being gone from here for only one minute." Willow admitted.

"If it becomes too much, we can stay two weeks here and two weeks back on Pern. With being gone one minute in each place." I explained. "I don't want to stay here or Pern for too long. I don't want anyone of us to lose what we are working on in either place. OR get to out of sync with either place."

"Does that mean we will grow older faster than everyone that stays on Pern or here all the time?" Willow asked.

"Good catch willow. No, we won't grow older at all. If you remember the abilities, I gave everyone? One of those abilities is immortality. This kind of immortality does not prevent you from dying, because you could be killed. That's why I made everyone more durable and gave y'all regeneration. It'll takes a lot more for anyone to be hurt. And when you do get hurt, you'll heal very fast. But this immortality stops you from aging. You will age to your prime age, around 25 years old, then you will stop aging. Plus, I had everyone's name put on the gravestones. That way if any of you die, you'll appear back in the graveyard, whole and healthy. And I'm guessing if you were to die from old age, you'd appear in the graveyard whole, healthy, and young again. So, we're all covered two ways from getting old." I told them.

"That's good. I was beginning to think I would be an old woman while everyone that stayed back home would still be young." Willow said.

I concentrated and opened a portal to Pern. "Well, you don't have to worry about that. Ok, back home everyone." I motion them to enter the portal.

#RWBY #Pern #Dragonriders #Dragon Riders #CYOA #CYOA's #Remnant #Beacon Acadamy

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erijonarexhepis-blog · 3 years ago

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ALWAYS BET BLACK

SEASON THREE, EPISODE THREE

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"I did what you told me to do," April states. "I burned what reminds me of him, and I don't feel different." She shrugs. "When will I start feeling better or whatever?"

"That's not how this works."

April rolls her eyes. "Then how does this work? I feel like I'm wasting my time."

Daisy opens her notebook and starts writing. "You're sharing, and that's good."

"Nothing about this is good. I know you're doing your job, I do, but I'm not getting better. How long will it take for me to get better?"

"There's no time stamp."

"Okay, so I might have to come see you for years to come. That's great," she chuckles bitterly.

"Look, burning the things that remind you of Nicholas was only the first step."

"And what's the next step?"

"That's what we're going to figure out."

"Okay," April scoffs. "Between the two of us, you're the one being paid by the hour, not me. I'm the one paying. Plus the money that goes to law school, which I don't even want to attend anymore. So, to be clear, I'm going to come see you, like, three or four more times, and then I'm done." She leans back. "The rest of my class are in the courthouse because we have a client. And I'm told to stay low, which sucks."

"Has professor Keating given you an assignment?"

April nods. "Yep."

"You're very negative."

"Gee, thanks," April says sarcastically.

"Can't expect good things if you don't give anything good in return."

"... are you saying what's happening to me is karma? That's how this sounds."

"That's not what I'm saying, April. And if you're planning to come here only 3 or 4 times, then it's better to open up."

"Yeah... no. I don't feel like doing that."

"Because of your trust issues?"

"... I'm not opening up."

"You're very stubborn."

///

"What are you doing here?" Violet asks as soon as she sees April enter. "And don't say you're here to get a tattoo."

"We need to talk," April gets straight to the point. "About my mom." She approaches Violet.

"Why would I know anything about your mother?"

"Because you know everything." Violet doesn't respond. "Tamara told me that she isn't in Virginia like she said she would be. So, I'm hoping you know something. You usually do."

"Maybe I do know. But why should I help you?"

"Well, I did pardon you. You could pay me back for that."

"I thought I already did."

April shakes her head. "No. That wasn't enough. You help me now, and I won't ask for your help ever again."

Violet is a little hesitant. "Fine. Your mom is not in Virginia. She is in Miami."

April frowns. "What is she doing in Miami?"

"I don't know," Violet shrugs. "I just know she is there."

"One more thing," Violet rolls her eyes, "who killed that family? I was framed for their murder, so I want to know who really did it. Someone leaked poisonous gas in their home."

Violet nods. "I know. It's sad— truly. What happened."

April hums. "Indeed. So, who did it?"

"I don't know."

"I know I didn't do it. I don't think you did it either. So, who was it?"

"I don't know. I'm being honest, Coleman."

"Fine," April sighs. "Look into it. As a last favor and contact me if you find anything."

"This is the last favor."

"Yes. That's what I said. And thank you." April turns and walks out— Violet is left alone feeling annoyed.

///

April enters the Keating house and is approached by Annalise and Bonnie. Their facial expressions are blank, but she knows that they have seen the news. "You know," April states.

Annalise gives her a slight nod. "We do."

"What now? Does it change anything?"

"What you did—"

"I don't need a lecture," April interrupts Bonnie. "You weren't there. And you don't have to agree with the choices I made that day because you don't understand."

"Killing the guy with a meat grinder was your only option?" Annalise asks sassily, crossing her arms. "What did you do? Cut him up in pieces like you did with Sam? What about his clothes?"

"I'm assuming she removed them beforehand," Bonnie states— clear judgment in her voice.

"I don't have to explain myself."

"But you do," Annalise argues. "You're going to have to stay here if you don't want to go back to prison. And I can accept that, but I don't like secrets."

April scoffs. "That reeks of hypocrisy. You know that, right?"

"You had other options."

"No, I didn't," April argues. "I was weak. And I knew that if they found the body, then they'd find me. They would know I killed him, and they wouldn't be so damn forgiving. I would get life in prison. Or the death penalty. I'm not going back there."

"April—"

"You haven't even been in prison," April interrupts her. "You don't know what it's like in there. You don't have to accept what I did, but keep your judgment to yourself because I don't want to hear it. I have enough to deal with." She walks away from them.

"What now?" Bonnie asks quietly.

Annalise turns to face Bonnie. "Don't talk to anyone about her involvement. Not to anyone."

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