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ravenclaws-stuff · 4 months ago

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heyy could I request Percy Weasley with #25- like a secret little work crush? thanks! x

I went a little off topic here. This includes time skips but I hope you like it. And Happy Valentine's Day!

Paper Hearts

Percy Weasley x Reader

Summary: Four times you got a Valentine.

Tags: Secret Admirer, Reader does not belong to a specific house but could be read as a ravenclaw, Time Skip, Ministry of Magic Worker, maybe a tiny bit angst, pregnancy at the end

WC: 1.09k

February 14, 1991:

Sitting in the library, I sigh, longingly gazing at the book across the table. The only motivation getting me through my O.W.L.s. The first edition of my favorite muggle series, Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King. I refused to read it until I finished my exams. Sure I still have months until the O.W.Ls arrive but it's great motivation. Shaking my head, I focus back on my charms textbook. Time for growth charms.

Hours pass creeping closer to curfew. The library empties, leaving me to be one of the last few people. I quickly returned all my books, hoping not to run into the disgruntled librarian. Gathering the rest of my belongings, I hurry back to my common room.

I admire the cover of the book, smiling softly. I run my fingers over the spine. Absolutely beautiful. I can not wait to read it. I looked around, making sure no one was watching me. Can’t hurt to open it. I just won’t read any of it. I open the cover, stopping in the middle of the corridor as a pink heart falls from my book. “What?” I whisper, picking it off the ground.

Dear Valentine,

Despite all my responsibilities, you seem to have captured my focus. Please forgive me for not giving this to you in person. I don’t think I would survive watching the disappointment when you saw it was me. Don’t overwork yourself by studying. I just know you will get an O on all your exams.

I blink slowly, a shy smile on my face. I have a secret Valentine.

February 14,1993:

Seventh Year. Alongside Percy Weasley, I was appointed Head Girl. Over the year, the Gryffindor and I have grown close. Close enough to be called friends.

Another Valentine’s Day spent in the library. Only this time I was studying for my History of Magic N.E.W.T. My head falls to the desk, a loud thud echoing my pain after. “Why did I decide to take this?” I groan, causing Penelope to laugh. “Because you are an unfortunate soul who actually enjoys history.” She teases, patting my back. I peek up at her from my arms. “Come on. We’re almost done.” I nod, sitting up. Turning the pages, I search for the next section on my study guide. Dragon Pox.

To my surprise, another heart, this time red, sits on the section I need to read. Penny doesn’t seem to notice, too focused on her studies. I quietly unfolded it, a hint of a smile on my face. I didn’t receive one last year so I just figured they had gotten over the crush whoever this secret admirer is.

Dear Valentine,

Even though Professor Binns' class always puts me to sleep, yet I willingly welcome the dreams that those naps bring because I always see you.

“What’s that?” Penny asks, causing me to jump. “N-nothing.” I squeal, causing Madam Pince to shush me. “It's nothing. Just a Valentine.”

February 14, 1995:

Valentine’s Day, the day that brings so much joy as children. Chocolates, candy, cards, and as you get older, flowers. During my Hogwarts years, I even received two cards from a secret admirer. Now I am spending Valentine's Day working under Arthur Weasley. The father of my best friend or rather former best friend. Percy and I drifted as he started spewing horrible things about his family. Told me I needed to leave my position, that working for his dad was only going to bring me down. I told him where to shove it. I wasn’t going to throw a perfect job that I enjoyed for his pride and stupidity. If he was going to choose the minister and the ministry over his family, then I wanted no part of it. If he couldn't see the signs after the Triwizard tragedy, then he wasn’t the smart boy I fell for once.

Sighing, I really wish this lift would go faster. I need to get these reports back to Mr Weasley before he goes to his meeting. The bell rings alerting me that we made it to our floor. Saying goodbye to Ms Johnson, the little old lady from archives, I quickly make my way back to my desk. The sight of my desk causes my feet to slow, coming to a stop at the edge of the desk. Flowers, a beautiful bouquet filled with purple hyacinths, pink lilies, pink roses, and white tulips. Sitting beside the flowers laid my favorite muggle candy, twizzlers.

The door swings open, revealing a smiling Arthur Weasley. “Oh I was just about to knock, sir.” Mr Weasley chuckles, waving me off. “No need. Montgomery owled, said he couldn’t make it. Rescheduled the meeting for next Thursday.” I huff, rolling my eyes. “You'll never have this meeting at this point.” This was the second time the man has rescheduled. “Oh you got flowers. I wonder what lucky man has his sights on you.” I blush, shaking my head. “I’m off to lunch dear. I’ll be back in an hour.” I smile, knowing he was going to utilize this hour to spend with his wife. I can only hope to have something similar to them.

The chair creaks as I sit down. A light blue card sits in the center of the flowers. I smile, the familiar two words bringing a familiar pang to my heart. Maybe my Valentine didn’t forget about me. I run my finger over the navy blue ink. Flipping it over, I frown at the short note.

I’m a prat. I miss your voice everyday. -Bighead Boy

Tears stream down my face. I quickly wiped cheeks, looking around to make sure no one noticed me. Percy Weasley, my bloody Valentine.

February 14, 2006:

Tiny giggles fill the kitchen as Molly, our five year old daughter, goes through her Valentine's Day box. Her honey colored eyes glimmering with excitement. Arms slip around my waist, holding a dark red card and a single flower. A sunflower. Lips brush against the skin behind my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “Happy Valentine’s Day from your secret admirer.” I giggle, leaning into my husband’s broad arms. “Thank you Percy.” I turned in his arms once I knew Molly was focused on her basket. Ever since she found out about our new addition coming later this year, she has been very demanding. Refused to let her father and I cuddle or hug for too long. “Happy Valentine’s Day my love.” I whisper, my lips brush against his cheek. “My sweet sweet Valentine.”

#harry potter #percy weasley #percy weasley x reader #secret admirer #love letters #anon ask #valentines day #time skip

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stabbyfoxandrew · 1 month ago

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mer roadtrip for mermay:)

WIP Wednesday (5/7) | Mer Roadtrip AU (Part 138)

"What?"

"Go get us a library card. Sign up for it, or whatever."

"What happened to 'don't make people remember you', Neil? I'm pretty sure signing up for a library card goes against the rules." Andrew looks ever so smug about Neil needing to break his own rule.

"I know. But it's either you get us a card, or I wrestle one out of that granny's hands." Neil whispers back, nodding towards an old woman piddling through the Romance section. Andrew's face lights up with delight.

"That I would love to see." Andrew says, grinning. "Let's do that one."

"Andrew."

Andrew heaves a breath. "Fine. I'll try."

"Tell them you're a minor, that way they won't ask for ID. Tell them your address is something simple. On Main Street or something. Don't give them your phone number."

"Whatever." Andrew pushes off the wall and makes his way back to the desk, hands in his pockets. When he returns, he has a freshly punched-out card in his hand. "Didn't have to tell her I was a minor. She assumed I was. Told me she was glad to see me spending summer break at the library and not at home playing video games." With a flick of his wrist, Andrew drops the card on Neil's keyboard. When he enters the number on the screen, it lets him in saying, Welcome Joseph Hemmick!

"You're real good at the fake name thing."

Andrew hums. "You can handle MapQuest on your own, yes?"

"Sure. Why? Where are you going?"

With a casual lift of one shoulder, Andrew says, "Look around. Maybe I will use my new card."

With that, Neil pulls out his phone and Andrew flashes his own before stuffing it back into his pocket and slinking away. In all the tall shelves, he disappears easily and it gives Neil a knot in his stomach. He places his phone on the desk right in front of him, and begins his search.

Loading up the site only takes a couple seconds but when Neil puts in his TO and FROM, he balks. It's only fourteen hours away, Andrew's home. If they stick to their plan it'll only be a couple days before he has to drop Andrew off and say goodbye to him for good. He'll be alone again. Neil turns one way, then the other, and finds Andrew with his head turned sideways to look at the spines of books. He of course has his long blond curls pulled back with a hair tie and those ridiculous sleeves on his arms. Neil can't believe that's his first ever friend, but he is.

And Neil's not sure he's ready to cut him loose yet.

#:3c neil is attached okay. he needs his emotional support fishboy<3 #andreil #aftg #WIP Wednesday #Mer Roadtrip AU #🕊️#answered #anon

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decadentstegosaurus · 1 month ago

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my day yesterday

actually for the context i will be longer than just a description

bc of exams i become even a bigger nerd than i was before. My plan for summer was to write an essay every week. I didn’t expect to start it the first free day i had but let’s roll ig. I came up with the topic i want to analyze in the first essay in the evening

i had pretty simple plan to go to university’s library and do research. I asked my fired if she wanted to go with me so she can write her theatre play. She was eager to go but in the morning it turned out that she needs to do something at home

through baccalauréat exams i met a lot of people but one guy talked with me more than others and on the last day we get to know each other more while waiting

i was sitting in the bus and randomly decided to text him. I told him that he gave me the impression of someone who would enjoy sitting in the library. And he was like “wtf i sit in the libraries for most of my life”. So he egress to meet me there

i went to library and made my card. We both look like absolute criminals just caught by police on our card photos i swear it’s so bad. Whole library is so kafkaesque, i got lost at least four times it’s so confusing. He also got lost bc i got there earlier. I managed to order books i needed and went to wait in the lectorium. I sat down in this big hall and started working on the introduction to the essay which i wrote the evening before. After an hour my order was up to collect. He joined me when i was getting the books. We went back to the hall and i started working on our things. After a while we started talking quietly and it turned out than he also planned to write essays this summer

he asked if we can go somewhere else to talk, i got materials i needed so i agreed. I returned books bc i can’t take them out of the library and we went outside

we talked the way to the coffee shop and at coffee shop and he walked me all the way to the shopping mall where i was going to meet up with my grandma. All this time it was so crazy how similar we are, a lot of things was just the same case

after that i meet up with my grandma and we were just chatting and went for a dinner and then bookshop. She got tired so i went to the fencing club earlier. I felt really nauseous for some reason but then it was better. I sat down by the wall while they were doing their practice and talked with my friend or continued working on the project

then my practice began and unfortunately we continued the same thing as the week before. And i know exactly what to do in this action but it wasn’t working. We had two coaches that day and at one moment both of them were focused on me bc how bad it was. Or maybe they were just determined to help me. It’s this thing, you never know which attention is good. They can leave you bc they gave up or you’re good enough at this. They can work with you bc you aren’t doing good and also bc they gave up on someone else and you have potential so they want to make you better. It’s really not that simple to just accept it when you don’t know the reason. But at least they weren’t giving up at me, that’s the good sign even if they were frustrated. I was frustrated, more than them believe me. But i was so proud one time bc coach stopped everyone and started to explain some parts of exercise. And he asked for the definition and key parts to count an action as an attack. And i answered everything perfectly without any hesitation or even thinking about it. He was proud too i think. Afterwards we were dueling and the other coach took me for an individual lesson and asked me if i want to try the action i was struggling with beforehand. And she came to conclusion that i have enough knowledge and i did everything good. We talked a bit and i went back to dueling. It went good in therms of scores but terrible in therms of my satisfaction from my actions. I went to the director for a moment to tell him that i am leaving my epee and mask so he can get them for me bc on sunday we’re going to perform for the kids and answer some questions about the sport or practices at the event for kid’s day which is coming the next weekend

i got hungry and decided to go home shortly after the end of practice. It was raining and i got to the bus station with soaked hair when my dad called me and told me to go back to the club and he will pick me up. So i went in the rain back to the club and waited there eating some roll and pepper paste until he came

rest of the evening wasn’t anything special as far as i remember bc i was tried

the end

how was your day yesterday?

bisous

Domi

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thedivinetarot-2 · 2 years ago

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hello!! supporting ur matchup event. 💕 tysm for taking the time to do this- i love ur work hon!! ❤️

Outside Look: I am female (biologically as well). I am 5’4, brownish-blonde hair. I have blue eyes, pale skin, freckles on my face and dotted on my body. I am decently curvy- smaller chest but massive thighs lol.

Personality Traits: For the positives, I am generally very motherly. I dote on all of my friends and usually take the role of mediator. I am very creative and artsy- and love telling and recieving jokes. I’m always up for a good laugh!! As for my negative traits, I can be a bit sensitive. Not overly, but a bit. I am very emotional, and need reassurance sometimes. Once again I’m not a case but I def need it. I will eat massive amounts of food which is not at all good for anyone credit card. I zone out a lot and have the coordination of a brick. 😍🙌

Likes: BANANA BREAD 🙌, picnics, naps, just chilling, history and reading, and rain/snow 🩵

Dislikes: Large insects, hot weather, humidity, anything having to do with Joanns Fabrics. Idk why i hate that store so much

MBTI: INFP-T

Zodiac Sign: Pisces :)🩵

Love Language: Quality Time + Physical Touch (giving), Words of Affirmation + Physical Touch (recieving)

Aesthetic: I dont have a specfic one, but anything to do with messy beauty and/or plants. 100% plant mom.

oo i forgot but nsfw and sfw head canons please!! i am 19. :)🩷

i hope this is plenty of info, good luck going through any of it, and thank you!!! have a wonderful day ❤️❤️

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Hello @aeripq ❤ I hope you're doing good.

I appreciate your support and kindness btw. Thank you for being patient.

I match you with......

Leonardo

Pre-relationship (SFW)

Well, in the beginning Leonardo acted like a tease towards you like in everything but not in a bad way. Whenever you see him around he would joke and try to light up the mood because he loves doing that.

He also was light-hearted when you took his jokes well. In order to gain your trust he had to make sure you're not afraid of him and this would include taking you to town so you can see Paris in that time period.

Also he wanted to make sure that everywhere you exist he would be there. Like if you're in the library cleaning he would be there. Etc...

He just wanted to make sure that you get to use to him and his presence.

Confession (SFW)

Obviously you both grow to like each other because of your similarities and because Leonardo at some point caught your attention as well.

That night around 8 p.m after having dinner and helping sebastian with the chores you felt a bit of unease so you went to the garden of the mansion to have a walk and think of how much your life changed since you came in here. And as expected Leonardo followed you there and asked if everything is alright. You told him about what you felt and he hugged you to give you a sense of relief it was all sweet and dreamy at first but then you realized how hot your cheek was. Of course the genius knew. And to ease that he tried to change the subject and talk about other things but obviously your eyes didn't leave him alone.

You literally was talking to him through eye language of how much you like him and giving him the I want you and I want to be with you look.

Ex.

It was obvious for him what you want but he really was in a denial state because of the intense feeling he felt towards you. "Cara mia your eyes saying it all" he said " Saying what?" You asked in husky tone of voice, like you didn't already know that. "You're making it seem like it is easy for us" He said exchanging the same look you give him "Well, it is" you lowered your voice looking at the green grass shyly. "You don't have to hold back" you told him looking up at him. " I don't want to". And then he broke the distance taking you in his arms and kissing you right on your lips. Your hands was on his chest and to reach his lips you had to stand on your tip toes. You smiles to him as he said "I love you" and it was the most beautiful thing you heard in your life.

Relationship headcanons (SFW)

Quickly, Leonardo understood your personality and your behaviors after just being with you for a short period of time. He became fond of your every little detail. How you eat, walk, sleep and even your reactions. He just can't stand a day that passes without spending a little bit of it with you. Not in a clingy way of course but he'll just make sure that both of you spend time with each other and courage you to be the best version of yourself.

He would really appreciate your motherly behavior and the way you're friendly with plants and animals. Also he would be around when you bake the banana bread to help you. Or maybe he will just make it as a surprise when he is out in town and picking some for you "Hey Cara mia I just found your delicious meal, here's it". He have no problem in dragging you everywhere with him or taking you on picnics to enjoy the nature together.

At night he would enjoy the discussions you make with him about any topic tbh because he is knowledgeable and know almost everything, while you both in his bed cuddling and just enjoying the warmth together.

Leonardo 100% will be aware of your phobia of insects and he will try to make sure that you don't face any.

Another thing is he won't mind you playing under the rain/snow. It is just so attractive that you enjoy life in every detail.

And the fact that you're a motherly girl is so soothing and reassuring for him that he would never leave such a treasure.

Relationship headcanons (NSFW)

He is so skilled ommgg. He can turn you on and flip you around like a coin. And when he is in love he is so damn horny. Anything you do will just make him amazed. And don't get me started on how much he get jealous but he won't even say. Because he doesn't want you to think that he is possessive or anything.

Well, I can see that bath sex is a thing here to be honest. One evening you were tired because you got involved with a party sebastian throw up for Napoleon's birthday and went to your room to rest. For a brief moment Leonardo already was behind your back and asked you if you want him to help you relax. You agreed and he suggested to take a bath with him. In the beginning it was so innocent you both took your clothes off and set enjoying the hot water. And then the fun eventually started. He started to massage you back and then his hands went from you back to your breasts and you started to moan. One hand on your breast massaging it and the other circles your sensitive bud between you legs and after that you turned your back and started a make out session while you ride him. Both of your moans and groans became so loud that you both had to deal with the teasing next day.

Also I can see that he would be into cock-warming and morning sex but the second one won't be daily.

He is yearning whenever he don't spend enough time with you and sometimes you both will get used on quickies because of not having enough time with each other.

Another thing is he is really into doggy position and is a huge turn on for him. Being exposed and vulnerable in front of him so he can take the lead is so enticing.

Obviously, he is the dominant one in the relationship and the bedroom as well. But if you prefer taking the lead he would like that.

At first both of you was kind of shy and awkward but you grew to like each other more in a sexual and physical way.

Possible conflicts:

Well it is known that he is a pure-blood vampire and you're a human so it would be difficult for him to turn you into a vampire. What if you don't want to? What if you hated him for doing it?. What if the eternity wasn't enough to love you?. What ifs killed his poor mind and the negative thoughts kept going back to him.

Possible match:

Le Comte De Saint Germain and Vincent Van Gogh

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theamazingmrcat · 10 months ago

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I went to college in 2010. Here's some of my takeaways.

Make notes of due dates and assignments IN PENCIL. Some professors CAN AND WILL change due dates with little notice, and the changes will sometimes NOT BE IN YOUR FAVOR. I once had a professor move all the due dates up two weeks. She mentioned she was doing that a grand total of one time.

If you notice that a ton of your classmates dropped your class in the first week, especially after going over the syllabus, THAT IS A RED FLAG. 10-20 students don't just all drop a class at once because they're feeling lazy or have other things to do. That's the canary in the coal mine.

Talk with friends who had that professor previously and see what they say. If the professor's name causes them to wince, that's probably not a good sign.

Get assignments done early, and try to space out your workload and studying. Otherwise, it all piles up and hits you like a freight train.

Don't pull all-nighters studying. You won't retain anything and will do worse in classes the next day. Instead, study during the day when you have some time. That way, your evenings and nights can be spent unwinding and relaxing. Also study on weekends during the day. Again, ALL-NIGHTERS ARE BAD. DO NOT DO THAT.

Seek advice from older friends. Don't try to get by on your own without some help. Otherwise, you'll have some fun mental breakdowns and burn out in a bad way.

Don't drink and party on school nights. You thought that one professor was bad on a good day? You haven't had them while hungover.

Some professors are genuinely bad people and are in fact looking for reasons to target certain students. It's not paranoia if they really are out to get you. One of my professors blatantly targeted the only black girl in our class. She had to go to two funerals because she lost her brother and father in the same car accident, so she missed two classes. The professor failed her for missing two classes and told her she, and I shit you not, "should have had both funerals on the same day." Meanwhile, the white student who missed a week because she went on a family vacation was told it was no big deal and to get notes from someone else. That professor was also friends with the department head, so she was untouchable.

Back up everything. Make copies of everything. HAVE A PAPER TRAIL. COVER YOUR ASS.

Get stuff done early in case you need to change anything or there's a processing issue.

Stay fed and hydrated.

STRIP CARD GAMES ARE A VERY BAD IDEA. The less said about "Strip Apples To Apples" the better.

Expect your school's internet to be a fragile thing held together by string. Local libraries are your friends, especially since your school's internet will crash or slow down a lot, especially when a new "Call of Duty" drops or one old professor accidentally uploads a crippling virus. I worked in tech support in college. I have horror stories.

Carry snacks in case you don't have time for a full meal, but don't forget you have the snacks. Otherwise, a semester goes by and there's something in your bag that needs to die by fire. That one didn't happen to me, but it did happen to the guy who sat next to me in my Communications class. I saw things I can never unsee.

For Christ's sake, PRACTICE BASIC HYGENE.

Use the restroom before class. Some professors will try to stop you from going during class and will lock the doors. Yes, that is illegal. No, they don't care. Yes, they have tenure and probably about 30 complaints against them. If you find out they pull that shit, that's a sign it's time to gtfo.

Communicate with your roommate when you're gonna have someone over for sex, and try not to be a dick about when you have someone over. It's your roomie's room, too.

Your freshman year, especially if you go to any cons as a college freshman, you'll probably blow through a ton of money. I'm very much the wrong person to ask about what to do if that happens, but know it will probably happen.

It might take you a little while to find your people. Join clubs, talk to people, and you'll find your friends.

Nobody drives worse than school security. Look both ways before crossing. Our school security t-boned at least one student a year. They were not good at their jobs.

If possible, try not to get the dorm next to the bathroom. The sounds and smells will haunt you. Had to spent a damn hour listening to a woman faking an orgasm in the shower because her partner had no idea what the hell he was doing. IT WAS 3AM AND I HAD A FINAL THE NEXT DAY!

DO NOT KEEP IMPORTANT PAPERS OR TECH ON THE FLOOR OF YOUR DORM ROOM. Our hall's restroom flooded one year, and that toilet water went into almost every room except mine, since mine was next to the stairs and the water went down the stairs instead. Guy I knew spent the next two months hunting for whoever caused the flood by clogging the toilet so badly.

If your dorm floods or anything along those lines, the school will tell you they'll reimburse you for damages. They will not. That is a lie they told so you won't sue.

Anything at the school store is overpriced.

I got a million more tips like this, especially for senior year.

Actual good first-time college student advice:

Wear jeans/pants that “breathe” and bring a sweater, even if it’s scorching hot out, until you know which building blasts the AC to 60 degrees F and which feels like a sauna

Backpacks with thick straps are your friend! Messenger bags are cool and all but if you’re commuting with a lot of stuff, symmetrically styled backpacks are better for your back

You are your own person and you can walk out whenever you need to or want to, so long as you’re not disrupting the class. Meaning you can go to the bathroom without permission, take a breather if you’re anxious, answer an important phone call, etc.

If you don’t like the class on the first day, if you can- DROP THAT CLASS AND TAKE ANOTHER ONE! It’ll only get worse from there!

If you can, take a class outside your major; it’s a good break from your expected studies.

You are in charge of your schedule. Your adviser and guidance counselor is there to ‘advise and guide’ but if you don’t like certain classes and you can substitute for others, that’s your choice.

Consequently, if you are changing anything drastic in your plan, talk with your adviser and instructors.

Pay attention to your credit hours and grades. Never leave this to the last week of school, you will be sorry and stressed beyond belief!

Unless it’s a lab book or otherwise specified, go to the class for a week or so before buying an expensive textbook. Some classes, while having it on their required list, do not actually use the textbook a whole lot and you might find some of it scanned online. Rent if you can or buy used online (schools actually don’t give discounts). Use your best judgement on what you think you need.

Tell the people who go up to you selling or advertising things you are not interested in that you are in a rush to class and don’t have time to listen to them. It’s less rude and they’ll leave you alone.

The smaller the class, the better it is to have some sort of acquaintanceship with a couple classmates. They might save your ass if you are absent one day or need to study. And talking with them makes the time go by faster without it being so insufferable.

You don’t need to join a club or sport, but internships are cool and useful!

If you can afford it, take a day off once or twice each semester if you’re too exhausted. Just be aware of what you missed and if it was worth missing!

Your health is the most important, this goes for mental health too!! Note: College-age/upper teens is when mental disorders like depression and anxiety are most commonly diagnosed. Most schools have therapy services, especially during exam time. Look into it if you need to!

Communicate with your professor if you are having trouble with something. Anything.

Eat and stay hydrated. Bring a water bottle and snack to class.

All-nighters will happen but never go over 36 hours without sleep.

It’s going to be hard and there will be times you might think about giving up. This WILL happen. You just have to make sure what you’re doing isn’t making you absolutely miserable and/or there is something rewarding and positive to look forward to at the end!

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madralee · 2 years ago

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a little something because i got that robin brainrot late last night under the cut and also not edited so

@turnthepagevn

The little girls head craned up at the massive two story building in front of her, backing up a few steps as she tilted too far back but caught herself before falling over.

"Careful, Iris," Her mother's voice warned from her side - she wouldn't have fallen, her mama would have caught her - "if you want to look that far back be sure to put a foot behind you so you can balance."

"Balance." Iris looked down at her feet, looking to her mother to copy her movements. They moved over to the side so she could explain herself.

She smiled after explaining and they stepped back onto the main path and entered the library. It was a cloudy afternoon, and she'd been meaning to introduce Iris to the library anyway. What better time than when the library was doing a lego acticity for kids.

Two birds one stone, she could get some research and homework done, and Iris can be around kids her own age. Iris was looking at absolutely everything, it was everything Bugsly - her brownie friend at home - had told her about, there were so many books, everything was so tall-

Void

A voice whispered in her ear, she turned to look at who her mother was speaking to and it was as if the light got dimmer around him. His bright green - too green, reminds her of Bugsly's wings, but the wrong color too, should be brown a brown bird twitters in the tree, the sun catches its orange chest - eyes watched her mother, then looked down to her. Iris held her mothers hand and leaned in closer to her.

"Why hello there!" The man leaned over the desk. "Are you looking for a library card?"

She was silent a moment, the man behind the counter appeared as patient as her mother and let her think. Her mother always said to make an informed decision, she wasnt sure what library card was

"Whats a library card?"

"Its a card that lets you check out books to take home."

"I can take books home?" Iris's jaw physically dropped open, her grip on her mothers hand loosened as he explained how you used a card. She looked up at her mother.

"Would you like one?"

"Yes, please!"

"What a well behaved daughter you have." He commented, pulling out a plastic card and a sheet of paper.

"I wanna sign it."

"But, Iris-"

"I want to, its my card, I should do it."

"Excuse us for a moment, can we take this?"

"Of course, there are some tables right over there to use."

"Thank you." She smiled to him, taking the piece of paper."

"Mama, I want to do it,"

"Yes Iris, and you will, we just needed to get out of the way, see?" She nodded back to the desk once they had sat down and saw that a line had formed behind them.

Her mother placed the paper and a pencil down, walking Iris through the process of filling out the information, which turned out to reminding her the correct spelling for their home address.

Void

The voices whispered again and Iris looked up to see the man staring at them. "Mama, what's a void?"

"Hm?" She looked up from the paper to Iris. "A void is... A completely empty space."

"Completely?"

"Completely. Why do you ask?"

"He reminds me of one."

"The librarian?" Her mother looked over to him, he was now talking with another person - employee? and stepping out from behind the counter.

"Are voids old?" Iris continued.

"Excuse me?"

"He feels old." The librarian in question had been approaching them and had apparently heard that bit of the conversation, her mother noticed his apparent awkwardness and gave an apologetic smile.

"Iris, you shouldn't comment on people's age, its rude."

"Why?"

"Most people dont like being reminded of their age, imagine if you were older, how would you like someone you ger than you calling you old.

"Oh..."

"No, it's quite alright," He said, standing at the edge of the table now. "Children are children."

"Fair point." Her mother gave him another smile.

"I am curious though," he continued. "How old do you think I am?"

"Ancient." She said it so quickly and with so much confidence her mother just shook her head with a smile.

"How old is ancient, can you count that high?"

"25. Ancient." She nodded again, "My names Iris, like the flower!" She beamed up to him.

"Robin."

Iris scrunched up her face, the name felt off. She couldn't explain why.

"I'm Angeline, her mother said in her silence. "Here, or are you on break or something? I'll get back in line in that case."

"No, no, it's quite alright, I was coming over to check on you both, anyway." He took the paper from her, leading them back yo the main desk.

"So, are you here today for the lego activity?"

"Yes!" Iris nodded enthusiastically. "I'm the first in my class to finish my reading so Mama said she'd take me as a celebration!"

"Oh, how wonderful," Robin filed the paper away and returned with the plastic card. "All you have to do is sign the back and you can use it immediately."

"Like today?"

"Yes,"

Iris beamed again, looking around at the nearby books.

"What are you here for, then?" His attention turned to Angeline, whos eyes never strayed from her daughter.

"I need to get some homework done," She admitted. "I have a research project due on Nietzsche so I was going to see what I can find to try and narrow down a topic." Angeline did not see how his eyes lit up.

"Well then, lets get Iris intoduced and settled and I can try to help you."

"Oh I couldn't," Angeline finally turned her gaze to meet his, "You're busy up front."

"It's fine~" He waved. They'll be okay."

The others were starting to wander off anyway, doing their own things.

"I mean..." She sighed. "Help would be nice, I don't particularly like Nietzsche so having two pairs of eyes would be good."

"Very much so."

"Iris," Angeline said in a slightly more raised voice, her daughter cam trotting back up with a large child's book in her hands.

"I want this one."

"We can check out after the activity, okay?"

"Okay!" Iris smiled again, heading off to the kids section, Angeline ad Robin following.

"She's adorable," Robin said once they got her squared away with the other kids.

"Thank you, I tried."

"You're succeeding." He nodded. "Is your... husband busy?" She didn't notice him pointedly not looking to her when he asked this as they went upstairs to the reference material.

"No, no husband." She did see, however, how quickly his head turned to her. "Boyfriend?"

She shook her head.

"You're raising Iris on your own?"

"My parents help when they can."

"And you're going to school."

"Life doesn't stop just because you get pregnant, right?" She laughed it off. "Besides, Iris is special," Robin nodded along with that. "All in all she could have been a lot worse, she could have taken more after her father." she shook her head with a rueful grin. "Now that would have been a handful."

"Still, you're doing a great job with her."

"Thank you." Angeline said, smiling to him. Her eyes went back to the stacks, letting Robin lead her to the philosophers.

She didn't norice how he looked at her, how quiet the space around them had gotten, how no one appeared to bother them in the stacks.

She eventually settled on a topic, books lined up and ready to he checked out as well as some sites and articles emailed to herself with his assistance.

"I couldn't have done this without you,"

"Oh I'm sure you could have, you already basically knew what you wanted so it was just a matter of finding it."

"Still, you made this so much easier and fun."

"Well I live to be of service."

Angeline couldn't stop the small giggle from escaping. Robin was... Charming. Weird Void thing aside with Iris she was rather taken with him.

"So, this... May be a bit presumptuous." She started, "And fast, I suppose, but. Would uou consider. Maybe, meeting for a cof-"

" Yes." His answer came before she'd even finished the question, he blushed and laughed quietly. "Sorry, I interrupted you, I was just. Yes. I would like to."

Angeline nodded, she couldn't stop her smile even if she wanted to.

"Here then," she reached over to her notebook and tore anpiece of paper out, writing her number down. "Text me when you're off and we can schedule something."

He took the piece of paper carefully, tucking it away in his vest pocket. Angeline turned to pick up the stack of books, missing how he put his hand to his chest, feeling how hard his heart is beating.

The two of them went back downstairs, the noise returning and the people making appearances again. They found Iris still with the lego set, next to a strange brown and orange blob.

"What are you making?" Angeline sat next to Iris, setting her things down as Robin stood behind them. He nodded to the employee overseeing the kids.

"A Robin." Iris said, matter of factly. She added a few extra bits to it to make legs.

"Oh, I didn't know you knew what a robin looked like." Angeline smiled to her daughter. "I thought they were blue..."

"Mama," Iris groaned. "You're mixing up robins and bluejays again!"

"Right," Angeline nodded, taking Iris's complaint as a serious matter. "My apologies."

"Buglsey told e what they look like."

"Oh did they? I didn't realize they came along with us."

"Bugsley wanted to see the books. And they told me what robins looked like."

"I see,"

"Bugsley?" Robin's voice came from behind them. Before Angeline could answer Iris stood up.

"Bugsley's a brownie, they're my friend!"

"Ah..." Robin looked toward Angeline for some guidance.

"Are you finished?"

"Yes." Iris said, picking her book up from the spot on the floor it rested on.

"Lets check out then," Angeline stood up, holding her hand out for Iris, who clutched the book to her chest and left with her.

Robin followed shortly, his bright green eyes on the lego blob for a moment longer.

The teo of them check out, Iris using hr new library card and agreeing let Angeline carey it in her purse for convenience. They waved to Robin good bye, Angeline making eye contact with him a little longer than necessary before leaving with Iris.

She didn't see Robin take the number from his pocket and put into his phone. She didnt see him rub the material between hisnfingers, how he opened his cabinet to find their library card info to look at and memorize the address listed in the child's handwriting.

That she was raising a child like that all on her own... He shook his head. He knows he can love her as she needs, that he'll be a good father... He just needs a chance.

He waited an hour before texting, claiming it legitimately was the end of his shift and offering a cafe lunch. He just needs a chance

#ttpvn #turn the page #turn the page vn #if u read this pls be kind im out of practice

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allwaswell16 · 3 years ago

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These are all the One Direction fics I read and enjoyed in February 2022. You can listen to my podcast to hear me talk about each of these fics as well as an overview of what was posted on ao3 in February including the fics on this month’s fic roundup which you can find here! Please let the writers know if you liked the fics by leaving kudos and comments! Happy reading!

Fanfictional Podcast #35 | ko-fi | fic recs

-Larry-

💕 If You Ever Did Believe by patdkitten / @doncasterkitten

(E, 25k, ghost fic, writer Harry, haunted house, magic, cats, smut, this had an amazing atmosphere)

Harry Styles runs a moderately successful travel blog where he writes about ghosts and has published a few books on the subject while he travels the country in his RV.

💕 some evening in springtime by delsicle / @eeveelou

(M, 20k, farm au, farmer Harry, vet Louis, age difference, older Harry, sexuality crisis, small town, disabled character, coming out, kissing, oof so good)

Fresh out of veterinary school, Louis moves to a sleepy small town in Texas to take over the local animal clinic.

💕 young hearts on the chase by daffodilsforlou / @polaroidlouis

(G, 7k, a/b/o, alpha Louis, omega Harry, uni, courting, fluff, pining, oblivious Louis, kissing, this was so freaking adorable and I loved it)

harry’s a hopeless romantic, louis’ oblivious, and it’s going to be Valentine’s Day.

💕 “Why WAS There a Street Sign on the Floor?” by @parmahamlarrie

(E, 5k, uni au, rival unis, fraternities, exes to lovers, pwp, pining, songfic, smut, oof when Louis wakes up my heart hurt so bad at his panic)

Louis Tomlinson's been pining after his high school sweetheart Harry Styles ever since their painful split before the two went their separate ways for college.

💕 Been Waitin’ (After Weekend After Weekend After) by nonsensedarling / @absoloutenonsense

(T, 4k, meet cute, laundry, laundromat, NYC, banter, falling in love, part one, obsessed with this and I'm scared for part two)

Louis and Harry meet at a laundromat.

💕 Backseat by @juliusschmidt

(E, 2k, pwp, uni au, road trip, crush, exhibitionism, anal fingering, blow job, smut, meep YOURE BACK haha back with the smutty pwp we know and love)

See, he doesn't even like hiking. He only joined the hiking club because Liam told him that his super freaking hot friend Louis was in it.

💕 What The Silence Said by Kikiberoski16 / @larrysballetslippers

(E, 2k, library au, librarian Harry, library patron Louis, voice kink, book quotes, library sex, orgasm delay, smut, this was so cute and then uhhh woah the voice kink but also don't we all have Louis voice kink? just saying lol)

Louis has tried to ask Harry, the quiet and cute librarian at his local library, out for some time.

💕 Fit to be Hentai'd by @homosociallyyours

(E, 1.8k, pwp, crack fic, motorboating, fertility treatments, implied mpreg Harry, lactation kink, body horror, body worship, smut, omfg your mind a;lsdkjfad the kink was great but the panic was humorous)

When Harry wakes up with a much bigger chest than he went to sleep with, he and Louis have to work quickly to remedy the "problem." Fortunately the cure turns out to be one they enjoy.

💕 forever&more by @solitudeandchaos

(G, 1.7k, established relationship au, uni, long distance relationship, letters, Valentine's Day, valentines, fluff, proposal, omg so cute)

it's valentine's day. harry and louis haven't seen each other in two and a half months, they swap valentine's day cards from eleven thousand miles apart.

💕 even when you’re lost by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright

(M, 666 words, Halloween fic, angst, supernatural elements, cemetery, grief, past major character death, ambiguous ending, I did not read the tags first and then was like holy shit at the ending lol)

All he knows is he misses Louis and he fucking hates Halloween.

-Rare Pairs-

💕 The Grundy County Auction Incident by @haztobegood

(T, 4k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw/Harry, polyamory, age difference, livestock auction, Iowa, sugar baby Harry, sugar daddy Louis, sugar daddy Nick, farmers, enemies to lovers, silver fox Louis, hell yes to Stylinshaw! so good!)

And he did want to be noticed because, today, Harry was looking for a new sugar daddy.

💕 I Like Different Places (Nobody Calls It a Sin) by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf

(NR, 3k, Zayn/Louis/Harry, coming out, polyamorous relationship, established Larry relationship, polyamory negotiations, dating, miscommunication, family issues, this felt so real and relatable)

The one where Harry comes out to his family.

💕 Make Your Mark by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

(T, 3k, Liam/Louis, fake relationship, friends to lovers, lipstick, uni, marking, love bites, sexual situations, omfg this was whew and I love this dynamic so much)

When one of Liam's classmates isn't getting the hint that he's not interested, Louis suggests they make him look unavailable.

💕 Fucking Cute by @bluecolouredlou

(G, 1.2k, Niall/Louis, canon, touring, Louis on tour, established relationship, fluff, surprises, I smiled so hard at the ending)

Louis is finally on tour but he may be a little bit (very) nervous about it (but Niall is there to save the day)

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bumbleklee · 4 years ago

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windblume confession(s)

masterlist | 1k prompt masterlist | pregnancy series

request: (@illusory-torrent) can i ask the meaning behind your url?? just curious. and could i also please request some kaeya and albedo getting competitive over the reader? reader can be gender neutral, i just wanna see my two best bois being competitive haha. thank you!

pairings: albedo x gn!reader, kaeya x gn!reader (love triangle)

warnings: none! (1.5k words)

a/n: soooo the meaning behind my url - it’s not that special lol. i wanted to make a genshin pun (klee = bee) and this is the first thing i came up with. also bea/bee, bumblebea/bumblebee, yktv

During the Windblume Festival, bouquets of flowers and letters were spilling off of your desk everyday. Despite knowing that most of the gifts came from anonymous senders, your heart still skipped a beat.

Part of you wondered if any of them were a prank. You didn’t see yourself as anything special, you weren’t as feminine and pretty as Barbara or muscular like Wagner, yet quite a few patrons found you good enough to pine over.

You skimmed through the gifts one day to see if you recognized any of the names. There was a letter from Bennett that was clearly addressed to Fischl so you tucked away the special note in a drawer with promises to deliver it later. You also found a letter from one of the Knight’s on your squad - but he was much younger than you and, frankly, the letter sounded like puppy love. Two contrasting bouquets of flowers sat side-by-side on the edge of your desk so you reached for them.

The first bouquet was about a dozen calla lilies tied together with a blue ribbon and the second was cecilia’s in a glass vase. The flowers piqued your interest, your mind already forming an idea about where they came from, and you read the attached cards.

“Meet me in the library,” You read aloud, your fingers tracing the edges of the cardstock. It wasn’t signed by anyone. The second one has a similar message, “Find me in the library.”

You wondered if the flowers were sent by the same person. But then why wouldn’t they state that? The questions made you wonder, again, if this was a trap. Could the flowers be from someone who wanted to mess with you? But despite your doubts, you grabbed your things and headed down the stairs to the library.

When you pushed open the door to the library, you realized you had no idea who or what you were looking for. The library was decorated beautifully, ribbon and flowers displayed on tables or breaks between the bookcases. The room itself smelled fresh, too, unlike its usual dusty aroma. While you glanced around the library, you saw Lisa sitting behind her desk and went to see if she knew what was going on.

“Happy Windblume Festival,” You smiled warmly at your coworker, “You’re not going to believe what I received.”

Lisa stopped reading her book to look up at you, the ghost of a smirk on her lips, “Hello, there. So many love-birds flew into your office this morning, I can only imagine what they brought you.”

You rolled your eyes, “Too many unrequited confessions.” She laughed softly at your joke, “Besides that, I received two bouquets of flowers that both told me to meet them here. Isn’t that strange?”

Lisa covered her mouth with a gloved hand and giggled again, “I think there’s something downstairs who would love to see you.”

You raised an eyebrow at Lisa but thanked her and took off down the stairs, careful not to slip on the wooden steps. As soon as your foot touched the floor, your sight met two men who had stopped bickering less than a moment ago. Kaeya and Albedo stood in front of a table, trying to put themselves back together in your presence.

“What’s going on?” You asked, realizing they were probably waiting for you. “Were the flowers from both of you?”

Kaeya and Albedo looked between each other, seemingly glaring dangers at each other. “I don’t know why he’s here,” Kaeya sneered, motioning to Albedo.

“Well, I don’t know why you’re here,” Albedo parroted, crossing his arms. You had never heard either of the men sound as ticked off as they were now.

“You both told me to meet you in the library,” You explained, confused. “That wasn’t planned?”

“No!” They said in unison.

You rubbed your temples, knowing that this wasn’t going to end easily. “I’m sorry,” You mumbled, “But can someone explain what’s going on.”

“Mr. Alberich overheard me planning to surprise you during the Windblume Festival and decided to ruin my plans,” Albedo said. When he spoke Kaeya’s name, there was nothing but venom in his tone.

Kaeya shrugged sarcastically, “I had no prior knowledge.”

“You used Klee to eavesdrop.”

“Did I, now?”

Albedo ran a hand through his hair, aggravated and annoyed. He had never liked Kaeya and this only fueled that fire. Kaeya wasn’t fond of Albedo either. He thought he was overrated in Mondstadt and that his admirers could do better.

“I mean,” Kaeya continued, giving Albedo the side eye, “Was it supposed to be a secret? You were awfully careless with the news.”

“My deepest apologies, I wasn’t aware I needed to broadcast my confession to all of Mondstadt before telling Y/N.”

“Your confession?” You wondered, “So the flowers weren’t a joke?”

Albedo looked at you with curious, and confused, eyes. “A joke? Of course not,” He said. A faint blush crept onto his cheeks, something you had never seen before, and Albedo fiddled with his gloved fingers nervously.

“I wanted to do that first,” Kaeya interjected, frowning slightly.

Kaeya’s words caught you off guard as well. “You like me, too?” He nodded in response and the three of you stood still for a while. Your mind was racing and your heart was beating out of your chest. You couldn’t believe not one but two of your coworkers had a crush on you and were confessing to you. But then the nerve-wracking decision came crashing down on you.

You had to pick one of them, right? The whole point of confessions was to find a possible suitor and here you had two options in front of you. Of course, you could reject both of them and run away but was that how you truly felt?

Albedo was soft and genuine. He often painted portraits of you and took you up to Dragonspine so could have snowball fights with Klee. He paid for dinner for you and recommended new books for you to read during your days off. At that moment, they seemed like friendly gestures. But looking back, you realized they were probably acts to one up Kaeya.

Likewise, Kaeya had his own plans to win you over. He spent exciting nights with you at the tavern and never complained about taking you home when you drank too much. Instead of buying you food, Kaeya bought you gifts like jewelry or artifacts. He often accompanied you on commissions, too.

“I need time to think this over,” You finally said. “Please, just agree not to kill each other in the meantime.”

Kaeya grumbled something under his breath, “Fine.”

“Why do you like me?” You asked, looking at Kaeya. “If you’re going to confess, then confess fully.”

The taller man thought for a moment before sending you his classic, cheeky grin. “I like having a challenge and you, my dear, proved to be that challenge.”

“What?” You asked, slightly offended.

“You play hard to get,” Kaeya continued, using his hands to accentuate his words, “I spoiled you for months and you still acted like we were nothing more than friends. Do friends buy each other gold necklaces in hopes they’ll realize you’ve fallen for them? You even have the necklace on to this day.” Instinctively, your fingers coiled around the dainty necklace around your neck that Kaeya had gifted to you weeks ago. When he gave it to you, you recognized it was a peculiar gift but played it off as Kaeya being extravagant. He sharpened his eyes, “Need I mention you’re the most exquisite looking person in Teyvat?”

Your voice caught in your throat and your cheeks burned with the compliment. You nervously played with the hem of your shirt and looked at Albedo for his answer.

“I just think you’re different,” He said simply, “You’re easy to get along with and I enjoy spending time with you. I feel like we’re compatible puzzle pieces.”

If possible, you blushed harder. Both men were darling and you felt like the luckiest person alive by being adored by both of them. As you glanced between the men, your stomach did a backflip. They were both looking at you with such intent and charisma, as if trying to enchant you. The idea of being with either of them made you feel butterflies.

But they are so drastically different, which made the decision that much harder. If you choose Kaeya, your relationship would be fiery and brand new all the time. He was full of adventure and flirting, favoring nightlife and excitement. And with Albedo, it would be calm and joyous. Your days would be spent in flower fields and underneath trees. Both sounded like a dream to you.

“I don’t know who to pick,” You admitted, holding back a sigh of defeat. “I never thought multiple people would like me at once, let alone you two. I just need more time.”

And with that, you turned on your heel and walked back up the stairs. Your head felt light and your mind was clouded with a million different scenarios. You felt guilty for leaving the men alone but until you could come up with a definite answer, they could wait.

#genshin x reader #albedo x reader #kaeya x reader #genshin impact #genshin writing #genshin x you #genshin x gn reader #albedo x gn reader #kaeya x gn reader #genshin love triangle #i love how this came out #butterfly divider is by hinaolgy #genshin impact x reader #genshin kaeya

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weebswrites · 4 years ago

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Heyy! I recently came across your blog and a absolutely love your writing! 🥰

Would it be possible to request an angst hc with the Obey me brothers? So maybe the bros were having a bad day and they lash out at the MC. The MC leaves them alone and the brothers don’t hear from them for hours and think MC just doesn’t want to talk to them but in reality MC got attacked and is barely alive. And maybe MC summons the brother with what little strength they have left so the brother is met with an MC laying in front of them almost dead.

Ah I’m sorry I know this is a lot so feel free to ignore this if it’s too much! Have a good day :D

A/N: YES YES YES I LOVE THIS THANK YOU ANON

The Demon Bros Saving Your Life (this will have swear words and light descriptions of violence so if that makes you uncomfortable read at your own discretion pls I love u guys)

Lucifer

“MC, please just leave me alone” he spat, trying to stay calm but losing his patience quickly

“Lucifer, I’m not letting you shove me away. You can do that to your brothers, but not to me” you insist, remembering your conversation where he said to ignore him when he tried to push you away

“I’ll do what I want to you, human, don’t forget your place” he boomed, so loud your eyes reactively filled with tears

“Fine, do what you want” you mutter at him before storming out, slamming the door behind you

He knew he fucked up, but wasn’t in the headspace to chase after you, so he stayed in his office and worked. He’d apologize later

You ran out of the HoL, just wanting to be out of Lucifer’s reach for a bit. You decide to go to Purgatory Hall to visit Simeon, your best friend outside of the HoL, but take the scenic route there to clear your head a bit and calm down. Before you know it the sun is setting, and figure you should get to Simeon’s sooner rather than later.

“Hey, aren’t you Lucifer’s bitch” you hear from an alleyway, and suddenly you’re just as annoyed as before. But you know better than to engage with any demons that are egging you on like that, so you keep walking

Then you’re grabbed from behind and slammed against a brick wall, hitting your head roughly against the surface

“Fuck” you exhale, vision already blurring

“Think you can ignore me, human? You’re weak here, nothing” the demon drove a fist into your stomach, causing you to cough

“I’ll show you not to come back to the Devildom ever again, filthy human”

By the time he was done you were a bloody mess crumpled on the ground, in the fetal position to protect your vital organs as much as you could, but you felt yourself losing consciousness

The demon spat on you before leaving, laughing as he walked away. Your body was in so much pain, and you felt yourself losing your grip on reality

You could felt your lips moving as your vision turned to black, and your last coherent thought before blacking out was realizing you were summoning Lucifer

“I...summon the Avatar of Pride...” you inhaled as much as you could, but his name came out a whisper, “Lucifer”

You saw his legs appear before you lost consciousness, thankful you were actually able to summon him

“What the fuck” was his first comment, as he didn’t see you at his feet, but as soon as he did he felt his heart shatter

“MC! Fuck, MC. MC?” he shook you very lightly, and when you didn’t respond he went into overdrive. He picked you up gently in his arms after examining where you were most badly injured, as to not make anything worse

He was in demon form from the moment he saw you, wanting as much of his strength at his disposal as he could have. He flew you to the nearest hospital (idk if there’s a hospital in the devildom but there is now) and demanded you be placed in the best care possible, and also made it very clear that he wasn’t going to leave your side

He watched as doctors sewed your wounds closed and put an IV in your arm, unable to take his eyes off their every move. After a few hours, the doctor turned to Lucifer

“They should wake up within a few hours,” the doctor said before leaving

“Thank you. Please mail the bill to Lord Diavolo and I’ll take care of it” he said, figuring that was easier than having to fill out the HoL on paperwork

He was then alone with you, and he scooted his chair next to your bed and took your hand in his, holding it gently

“I’m so sorry, MC” he whispered and pressed his lips to the top of your hand as he tried not to cry

He sat there for what felt like hours, but just twenty minutes passed before he felt you move slightly

Your eyes fluttered open, and you took a moment to adjust to the lights

You felt warmth around your hand, and recognized it instantly, looking to your side and locking eyes with Lucifer

“Luci” you whisper, voice hoarse from not having used it for hours

“MC, I’m so sorry” his voice was soft and you could tell how distraught he was, “I never should have snapped at you, it was out of place and rude and I’m sorry” he rambled on like this for a minute, and you just appreciated his genuine care for you as you listened to him speak

“Lucifer” you cut him off, “Thank you for taking care of me. I forgive you”

Mammon

“Just get a job! Then your brothers won’t shit on you all the time” you suggested. Mammon had come to you venting about how some of his brothers had ganged up on him again and demanded that they pay him back. You were more understanding than you probably should have been with him, but wanted him to be proactive and get himself out of this on his own

“It isn’t that easy! Damnit MC, I thought you understood me!” he snapped, and you decided you should just let him cool down

“Look, Mammon. I’m always here for you with this, but you can’t keep complaining about this and not doing anything about it when there’s an easy solution. I have to go study with Satan for a test we have, so I’m going to go meet him. Text me when you’ve calmed down”

You meant it to be caring, but his mind was clouded, and he took it as you pitying him and running away - his greatest fear

“Fine!” he huffed, turning his back to you

You were saddened by this, but genuinely had to go, so you turned and left, thankful for the bit of time that you knew Mammon needed alone to clear his head

You were walking to the library, in the middle of a text to Satan when you accidentally bumped into another demon

“Shit, my bad” you apologize, but the demon had no intention of letting you get away with that

“A human, eh?” he grabbed your shirt collar and instantly drove a fist to your jaw

“What the fuck” you tried to say, but couldn’t really speak

The demon punched you a few more times, and you thought that they had the strength of Beel with how much it hurt

Your body was tossed to the ground and kicked before being abandoned, and you wished you didn’t take the back way to the library

“I summon the Avatar of Greed, Mammon” you whispered, hoping your words were enunciated enough for the summoning to work

“MC!” he noticed you instantly, crouching down and putting a hand on your arm, “MC what happened. Wait don’t talk, can you stand?”

You began to sit up, which he took as a yes, and he wrapped his arm around you to help you stand

He studied your injured face as you stood, and wished he had the power to heal you instantly

“Come on MC, the hospital is close”

“T-Text Satan I’m not coming” you handed him your phone, not wanting Satan to think that you ditched him

Mammon exhaled a laugh through his nose, “You’re always thinking of others, MC” he commented, “We really don’t deserve you”

You just shook your head, feeling like you didn’t deserve the joy the demons brought you

Mammon stayed by your side until you were completely healed, which took a few weeks. He even signed up for a job with Akuzon DC. It was the most selfless you’d ever seen him, and you thanked him for his kindness once you were healed with a gift card to his favorite store

Leviathan

“Just stop! I get it, you have other friends, I don’t care. Go have fun with them” he snapped. Levi hadn’t slept in about 48 hours and you could tell

“Levi, please sleep. I’ll be back in a few hours” you try to comfort him, but he isn’t hearing it

“Whatever, MC”

You’re hurt by his attitude, but know he’s just exhausted. You turn to leave and plan to head back to him a bit sooner to spend extra time with him (quality time love language lookin demon) (also the avatar of envy but that’s not as funny of a joke so)

You were planning to meet with some classmates to study, but you ran into a demon on your way that had been bullying you for being human for the whole semester

You hadn’t told any of the brothers because you didn’t want to make a big deal about it, but you were worried suddenly what the demon would do to you outside of the school grounds

“Hey, it’s the human” she snarled, stepping in front of you to stop your path

“Sorry, I’m busy” you tried to walk around her, but she had no intention of letting you go unscathed

“Not so fast” she stomped her foot over yours to stop you and shoved you back against a light pole nearby

You felt the cold metal slam against your spine and grunted in discomfort

“Can’t take a little pain? That’s too bad” she said, taking you by your shirt and throwing your body on the road

She kicked your body for what felt like minutes while spitting insults at you, before leaving your weakened body on the ground

You tried to get up once she was gone but screamed in pain, not able to move a muscle

“I summon the Avatar of Envy, Leviathan,” you said, tears starting to run down your face at his name

“Levi, Levi please, help me” you whispered as he appeared

“MC, I’m here” he kneeled down beside you and inspected your body, “I’m here, don’t worry”

“Levi” your hand tightened around his jacket, “Help”

He picked you up, maintaining your position in his arms, and took you to the hospital as fast as he could while keeping you comfortable

He stayed by your side as much as he was legally allowed to while the doctors cared for your torso and x-rayed your foot. After a day or so you were allowed home, and he insisted that he stayed by your side until you were completely healed

Satan

“MC, I’ve asked you eight times to leave me alone, I’m clearly trying to read, can’t you take the hint?” he sighed exasperatedly and waited for you to leave, not intending his words to be so harsh but he figured you’d be fine

You were not fine! What the fuck Satan.

“Fine, screw you then” you retorted and left, slamming the door behind you

He realized that you weren’t fine, but wanted to finish his book. Then he’d apologize. But when we went to your room later that night to talk, you didn’t answer.

“MC, come on, open up. I’m sorry for earlier, can we just talk?”

Beelzebub was walking by, “I haven’t seen them since this morning, they left the house crying” he said awfully casually, “I never saw them come back”

Satan felt the blood drain from his face and he ran out of the HoL, ignoring Beel’s “I’m sure they’re fine now!” from behind him

He barely made it out of the doors before he was summoned, and he was confused before he realized the only way he could be summoned was by you

As soon as he was there he saw you, thrown against a dumpster, barely able to hold yourself up

“Satan” you called, voice weak, and he was at your side in less than a second

He stood in front of you and you got on his back, wrapping your arms over his neck

“Tell me what happened. Who did this” his voice was firm and you could almost feel the anger radiating off him

You muttered a name under your breath before resting your head on his shoulder, trying everything you could to not pass out

“Satan, talk to me. I can’t stay awake”

That scared him, so he walked to the hospital a bit faster, but gently still as to not cause you any extra pain

He started telling you about his book since that was all he did that day, but it ended up turning into a long apology for pushing you away and raising his voice earlier. You would have cut him off but you didn’t have the strength to, so you just listened to his words, noticing the thought he had clearly put into them throughout the day

“Satan-” you started, and he instantly stopped to listen, “I forgive you”

He was silent, a sense of relief and appreciation for you washing over him and he thanked you for your understanding of his anger as you arrived at the hospital

Similar to Lucifer, he demanded you to be seen by the best doctor there was on staff, price be damned. He watched intensely as the doctor checked you out, eyeing them up and down to make sure they were good enough and treating you with the same care he would

Once you were released he had Diavolo send a car to drive the two of you back to the HoL, where Satan had had your room prepared with new pillows (the kind you mentioned liking from his room, as well as new ones of the ones you had), freshly washed sheets and duvet, and a cup of your favorite drink waiting for you (he definitely didn’t bribe his brothers to get your room ready, not that it took much bribing)

In addition, each of the brothers had pitched in to get you flowers and a stuffed animal that you’d mentioned wanting, a few weeks ago. The sight of it all made you tear up, and you wrapped Satan in the tightest hug he’d ever gotten

Asmodeus

“I appreciate you trying to cheer me up, MC, but I just need some time by myself,” he said, and you could tell he was losing his patience

“Are you sure?” you offer one last time before leaving, wanting to make sure he really wanted to be alone

“Yes! I am!” he snapped, and you felt bad for pushing

“Sorry, Asmo. Feel better” you leave and take care to close the door as quietly as you can on your way out

You were having a bit of a bad day yourself, so you decide to go walk around the devildom and let the fresh air clear your head

Which ended up being a bad idea, as you ran into one of the demons that always hit on you in one of your classes.

“Hey, MC, you finally aren’t with any of those idiot brothers” he approached you and tried to touch your arm, but you pushed it away

“Oh, they’re fiesty. I’ll have to teach you a lesson” he spat on the ground next to you and before you knew it he pushed you against a wall and was punching you senseless

It felt like he’d never stop, but eventually it did, and he left you to bleed on the road. You tried to stand up, not thinking your injuries would be that servere, but you couldn’t move. You sighed and closed your eyes, exhaustion suddenly washing over you

You knew you probably had a concussion and some broken ribs, and that you shouldn’t lose consciousness, so you did the only thing you could think to do. You summoned Asmo.

“I summon the Avatar of Lust, Asmodeus” you spoke, and there he was

“MC! Babes, what happened? Where are you hurt” he knelt in front of you and looked over your body

“Ribs...and my head...” you whined, leaning forward for him to take you in his arm

Asmodeus was stronger than you realized, and he picked you up easily and started walking you back to the HoL. “Let’s get you laying down and I’ll call a doctor” he said gently, “Then Satan and I will take care of the idiot who did this”

Until you were healed he was by your side, bringing you anything you even thought of wanting and getting the classwork you missed from your classes

Beelzebub

“Hey Beel, what’s up!” you walked into the kitchen and greeted your favorite demon cheerily

He grunted, usually a sign that he should be left alone, but you wanted some Beel time and figured you’d just be cautious and give him his space

“How was your day” you asked innocently

“Not now, MC. I’m not in the mood” his voice was firm, and you took the message

“Got it, I’ll leave” you said apologetically, and left the kitchen. You were a bit upset by him pushing you away, but knew he just needed space. You decided to walk to get takeout for dinner, and made your way to the restaurant on your own.

That was a mistake. You weren’t even halfway there when you figured later you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time

“Is that a human? Here?” you heard from across the road, and sighed, hoping to get off easy

“Hey, human!” the demons walked over to you and you stopped, deciding to at least acknowledge them so they’d think they could insult you and move along

“Wow, I’ve never met a human in real life before” one of them smirked, “I wonder just how weak they really are”

“I wouldn’t test it, just because I’m a human doesn’t mean I don’t know some demons who would make your lives miserable if you hurt me”

The other demon scoffed, “You’re lying. What demon would befriend a human”

You were getting irritated at the attitude being thrown at you, so you decided to fight back with a little sass of your own, “Lucifer, Satan, Beelzebub, and Lord Diavolo, to name a few” you smirked and crossed your arms

“Bullshit” one of the two demons got in your face, “there’s no way a demon like that would look twice at you”, and before you could begin to think of a comeback you felt a sharp pain in your side

You looked down to see a gash in your side, thankfully seeming to not have hit an organ, but it was still bleeding pretty badly. You didn’t know what to do, but didn’t really have the chance to do much because a few strong punches were delivered to your core immediately after

“Fuck” you mumbled as you crumpled to the ground, and heard the demons laughing as they walked away. You felt yourself bleeding pretty heavily, and knew you wouldn’t be able to make it back to the HoL

“I summon the Avatar of Gluttony. Beelzebub” you said, hoping you remembered how to use your pact correctly

He appeared before you and you let out a sigh of relief, then wincing in pain at your own action

“MC!” he instantly took off his grey hoodie and pressed it to your wound, “There’s an underground hospital close, is it safe for me to lift you or can you walk”

“I think I can walk, but can you keep an arm around me” you ask, and he obviously does

You get to the hospital and are instantly checked in and brought to a care room. Beel holds your hand and lets you squeeze it as tightly as you need as your wound is sewn up, and then the nurses give you pain medication for the next few weeks

You didn’t know the names of the demons who hurt you, but Lucifer found out easily with his many connections, and he and the rest of his siblings, along with Lord Diavolo, made sure that the two demons never so much as thought about you ever again

Belphegor

“Belphie, please let me in” you knocked on his door again, not knowing what had caused him to storm off in the first place

The door opened, but before you could say anything Belphie was talking

“MC, I’m fucking pissed right now, and the last person I want to be around is you” his voice was sharp, and you almost teared up at how genuine his words seemed

“Fine, okay, I’m sorry for trying to help” you responded before turning and running down the stairs from his room in the attic, wanting to give him space but also run away from him

You were going to try not to cry, but as soon as you stepped outside the HoL you couldn’t hold back anymore. Sniffling, you walked to the park nearby to sit at a bench and think. You pulled out your D.D.D. to text Beelzebub and ask him to check up on Belphie, but didn’t even unlock it before someone sat down next to you

You didn’t recognize who it was, and you wiped under your eyes as the demon began to speak

But they didn’t say anything near what you expected. Well, you didn’t know what you were expecting, but it wasn’t to be called a filthy human by a stranger

The demon proceeded to call you names, but you were too mentally exhausted to fight back, so you just sat and listened as they tried to get a reaction from you

“What, aren’t you listening to me? Stupid human” and the demon started punching you. Hard.

You tried to fight back at first, but compared to the strength of a demon you couldn’t really do much. Once you started losing consciousness the other demon left you to sit, laughing at your wounds

You didn’t know what to do, you didn’t want to bother Belphie if he was still in a bad mood, but you needed help. You pulled out your D.D.D. and saw a text from him, reading: ‘MC, I’m sorry. Please come back, give me a chance to explain’

As you couldn’t move, you realized your only option was to summon him, so that’s exactly what you did

“I summon the Avatar of Sloth, Belphegor” you suddenly got nervous, unsure why since you and Belphie were so close, but you knew he’d help you no matter what

“MC? MC holy shit” he sat next to you on the bench and you instantly leaned into him and started sobbing

“MC I’m so sorry, this never should have happen” he had an arm around you

You sniffled, “It isn’t your fault, I was just clearing my head” you reassured him, still hurt by his previous words but not at all blaming him for the other demon’s attack

He brought you back to the HoL and gave you ice packs for the bruises that were starting to surface, making sure you had everything you needed for the next many days until you were healed

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A/N: This took me longer than I thought it would to write but I also kept taking breaks and had three classes today lol. But here it is !!! I love writing angst hehe so this was really fun

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #lucifer x mc #obey me mammon #mammon x mc #obey me leviathan #leviathan x mc #obey me satan #satan x mc #obey me asmodeus #asmodeus x mc #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub x mc #obey me belphegor #belphegor x mc

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chaosmax · 3 years ago

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I'm properly awake now and some time has passed so I feel a bit more free to say something longer on the loss of Takahashi 先生.

I wish I was an artist who could draw him a lovely picture of all the wonderful people I've met through ygo and send it to his close friends and family so his close ones could see how much of an impact his work made on me. But instead I'll share some stories and some words in hope that it can capture some aspect of the complex enotions and situation.

A boy from my elementary school was way more into the card game part of it than I was at the time. We didn't keep contact after we went to different middle schools, but he gave me a card one day, ironically actually, a Widespread Ruin card he had hole-punched and put a piece of string through I can only assume to mimic the Kaiba brothers' necklaces. I still have this card in my box (though I got rid of the string) and whenever I see a Widespread Ruin, I think of him, and that card sitting in my collection somewhere, and how ygo made a turbulant elementary school experience full of clashes and frustration and fights with teachers into something I could find some enjoyment out of.

I remember going to the library which would have random volumes of the manga at times, never did I really get to read it in order. But every time there was one I hadn't read I'd jump on it and usually finish the volume only an hour after getting home. When I got to the age I could actually buy stuff myself many weeks of saved up allowances also went into buying manga volumes that I'd finish reading in under 2 hours as a kid.

In highschool I refell into ygo upon deciding randomly to rewatch the anime subtitled now that I knew how to access the original Japanese. I hyperfixtated on it and even dragged a friend into watching it too who knew nothing about yugioh. After a year of taking Spanish for my language requirement and hating the teacher, I decided to switch to Japanese on a whim thinking at the very least, even if I sucked at it at least I could read some ygo stuff with it, and I met one of the best teachers in the world. I took 2 years, participated in an exhange program, an experience I'll never forget and was very grateful I got the chance.

In college, there was a gaming club, and only once in a blue moon did I actually play the themed game of the week. Usually, I just found a few of my friends and dueled instead.

I've now also met many a friends online through yugioh too. People I talk to daily now and it's hard to imagine my life without them now.

The anniversary pack of alternative art cards I bought forever ago with KTs initials signed in the corner of the card art hold new meaning now.

Thank you for everything KT.

When it comes to death and loss I'm a bit of a weird one, relying on logic more than anything to process it and navigate through it. It hurts emotionally of course, but it tends to be a bit different from how most people experience it. Yet despite that logic, and despite me being atheist, a pharse comes to mind to me. My first Japanese teacher moved away after my first year and when it came time to say goodbye, she said she didn't want us to say さよなら / sayonara / goodbye, Farwell.

She told us to say またね / mata ne. ね is a way to make things a question in some cases or say "isn't it?" at the end of a statement. また / Mata is a way to say "again" and "also" when it's written alone. When put together, the meaning can become "until next time"

さ、高槁先生またね。

So, Takahashi-sensei, until next time.

#long post #death cw #irl death cw #rest well KT #this is the last im going to post on this topic for a while. theres still an ongoing investigation #and im going to take time to digest things

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i-love-hobbies · 4 years ago

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Eda may have more trauma than what we've seen on screen - theory

Her seeing a lot of death I think is a fact.

She has been a criminal for three decades and she ate a dude while being so chill about it. For someone to be this chill they have to have seen a lot of death and recovered from it.

She is extremely reckless like on another level when she doesn't (or refuses to) recognize the danger. We've seen her permanent record. She also got caught by Warden Wrath. She almost had Amity stabbed with a lot of spikes. She fell for a scam (for thirty years she has been a scammer) for an elixir, cause of cards.

She got herself scammed kinda on purpose just so she can prove to be better than Lilith. She actually got caught by the fun police.

She fell for Luz's apple blood signs (how bad is that problem?). She punched a guard. She almost had Amity get blasted. She told King to echolocate the lake (I know they didn't get caught and that she was expecting that as she has experience with the coven but why risk it?). She had to hit the fool's blood.

Now obviously the roots of this problem come from her parents. Her mom was probably very ignorant of her behaviour and her dad fired fireworks in the house (In my opinion this was her second transformation ever. So my problem is "in the house".)

Ok so her growing up with this problem makes sense but she has shown to respect others' opinion. She respects a fourteen year old from another dimension without natural magic and a kid which till now didn't have magic and she has no idea which species he is from.

Yes telling her "just follow the rules" like Lilith and teachers did would not work but Raine seems like the person who would recognise why rules are there in the first place and straight up say:

- You want Bump to allow you to study every track. Well don't have him completely dependent on the Emporer's coven money by breaking everything.

Now this obviously didn't work immediately, but it should have planted a seed, right?

How has she not grown out of her biggest flaw? It's been near five decades. For five decades she refuses to change?

What was stopping her? The guards she can mop the floor with? Yes she was in isolation, because of her choices, curse and wild magic but again didn't do anything till now about it.

1. Isolation 2. Bigger problem with the curse and talking to people 3. Bigger isolation

Again she didn't break the cycle for three decades. Why?

She has been shown to be very adaptive. She probably had to change at least a bit to find herself with someone with stage fright, to rebel against her mom's cures and find an elixir, to be able to so drastically change her point view of the coven system, that she accidentally inspires someone to rebel. And is overall a very mature person when it comes to her giving advice.

Then she completely pauses and refuses to change in any way. Refuses to learn from her mistakes. Refuses to learn how to manage her curse better. Just stops.

Then Luz shows up and she is adaptive again.

What happened in between? She never needed to learn to be adaptive or to put herself in other people's shoes cause she already knew how, someone just needed to show her affection.

Now here is my theory. She was apart of a rebellion or better yet she led one at some point in the past and before it and while being in it, she had overcame her reckless problem thanks to Raine.

We have seen the difference between what she was going through while she was a scammer and while she was actually proactive in a pretty small rebellion. It was a big difference. She probably thinks Raine is death. At first it felt kinda safe and then BAM.

Also her punching the guard for some stranger, her line "Only truths!" which as pizzaboat pointed out is just her saying "I'll tell you only if you catch me just like always!" her leadership when it came to Raine's rebellion that fell cause Raine fell for a trap.

Also I should probably point out Raine's rebellion as it feels relevent. I think they had a family or close friends that died in this thirty years (maybe in Eda's rebellion, maybe cause of stuff that was curable back in the savage ages when a lot of plants weren't extinct).

And then they finally decided to act while before they were just trying to join the ranks as they're plan was to destroy the system from the inside so minimum people would die, but they finally really started recruiting people, recently.

On the other hand I think Eda, after finding out how her sister was treated and probably distanced herself even more from her, cause of the fear of the curse hurting her even more and going to the forbidden part of the library, found the author of the unauthorized history book, who was probably in the rebellion that formed immediately as Belos became emporer (there is no way such a rebellion didn't exist).

From them she learned exactly what she was getting herself into and what was actually effective and started learning how to form a rebellion, before even becoming officially a criminal.

Also I think she probably used a fake identity so her family doesn't get attacked ones she became a wild witch. I'm imagining dark green clothes with red eye contacts and no hair.

While being in the rebellion she probably learned a lot of skills and went through a lot of trauma, as death was kinda normal, with the help of her mentor and her new found apple blood problem.

I think the rebellion also succesided in something but mostly it failed miserably and the rebellion was destroyed with her probably the only survivor (at the very least her mentor dies).

Also I'm still begging for an Eda vs Belos fight which is definitely not happening outside of a flashback.

Also if hundreds really did die Infront of her in the matter of a week, maybe even in a second if Belos came personally. She probably needed someone who fulfilled the role of a therapist and probably for a long time no one had heard of her or her other identity as she was hiding in the forest cause of the flashbacks she had.

Not sure what happened to the therapist but I wouldn't be surprised if they're dead.

This combined with her nightmares I think is something she is still recovering from by refusing to recognize danger, by trying to escape reality. By being so reckless so she can feel better and have fun always.

Anyway if I'm right imagen how hard s1ep18/19 and s2ep7 hit her.

#toh #the owl house #toh eda #eda clawthorne #edalyn clawthorne #the owl lady #eda the owl lady #toh raine #raine whispers #raeda #toh raeda #toh theory #the owl house theory #toh emperor belos

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cotccotc · 4 years ago

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❄️ icicles ┆ yjn

genre/s: jeongin x gn reader, fluff, best friends/idiot crushes au (lol), boarding school au

wc: 2.3k

warning/s: swearing, reader is carried on jeongin’s back, one mention of death (as a joke, not within the context of the plot)

a/n: as always, i hope y’all like this !! winter’s on it’s way out where i live, but i loved the premise of this too much to discard the idea :)) also if it isn’t well edited, well...... Oops :D

“i bet you can’t reach it,” he whispers. he points to the icicle hovering above you, hanging down from the awning outside of the library. it’s on the thicker side, connected to a few others. and though it’s long, he’s correct in assuming it’s too high up for you to reach without jumping up to it. and probably while jumping as well. but you can’t let him off so easily.

“how much?” you ask, voice hushed as well.

“how much what?”

“how much are you gonna bet?”

he chuckles.

it’s nearing midnight. you’re not supposed to be out this late, let alone with a friend. and he isn’t just any friend, either. but he wouldn’t know that. he’s too oblivious. always has been. it’s been four years and he still hasn’t an inkling of how you truly feel about him, nor does he presumably feel the same way.

well… actually...

eh. that can wait. on with the scene.

“if you can do it,” he says, a cocky smile on his face. “i’ll use my card to buy all of your meals tomorrow.” he pauses. “deal?”

you cross your arms. “hm…”

“and…” he looks around for inspiration. then, finally, he adds, “and i’ll give you a piggyback ride back to your dorm.”

there’s a lot at stake. the crispness of the air accentuates the goosebumps forming on your skin at the prospect of being carried by him once again. piggyback rides are one of your favorite activities with jeongin, as well as your preferred mode of general transportation. maybe it’s because you’re (rightfully) lazy and nights like these tend to take a toll on your tired feet. maybe it’s because he only rarely allows it and would never admit he loves it as much as you do. or maybe it’s because the closeness makes you giddy, the contact makes you warm, and the prospect of taunting him is far too thrilling to pass up...

but that icicle is just so goddamn high.

“deal,” you say, stifling your excitement. you stretch your hand out for him to shake, and he obliges. as you ready yourself for the jump of a lifetime, he surveys the area for signs of authority. it’s not the first time you’ve snuck out together like this. you’ve only ever gotten caught once. sophomore year. they let you both off with a warning… but it’s clear to see how effective the warning was.

with a slight running start, you make your first attempt. not even close. i personally applaud you for trying, but honestly, it was a little hard to watch. yet, you won’t give up just yet. “three tries?” you suggest to him as he covers his face with his gloved hand to muffle the sound of his laughter.

in between bouts of near-silent laughter, he mimics you. he mockingly saunters over to the icicle, just barely leaping into the air and flapping his hand. as he leans over to laugh some more, clutching onto his abdomen through his puffer coat, you can’t help but giggle as well. it was a pretty pitiable try.

“fine,” he sighs, face still scrunched up in amusement. it’s actually quite cute. despite the seering embarrassment coursing through you, you’re glad to have been able to put that smile on his face. even in the dull, yellow-tinted lighting in the courtyard, you can make out the prominent dimples in his cheeks. after some more breathless chuckles, he continues, “try again.”

and so, you do. it’s a better one this time. you get closer to hitting the tip of the icicle than you thought you could. maybe it’s the sight of jeongin laughing like he hadn’t laughed all day. maybe it’s the slight thrill that accompanies sneaking out so late. whatever it is, it propelled you further into the air. but still, nothing.

“you have no technique,” he remarks, still speaking in whisper.

you scoff. “you try, then.”

“fine! step aside.” he takes a few steps toward you, arrogantly gesturing for you to move over so he can get into position. you concede, backing up. just as he’d done, you scan your surroundings just in case. however, right as you turn your head to the side, a bright light shoots out from the distance. your eyes widen and heartbeat quickens. it’s a pointed light; one much whiter and brighter than that of the lampposts commonly found in the courtyard. a flashlight. and it’s getting closer.

just as he’s about to take to the air, you grab the arm of his coat and give it a tug. he follows your gaze to find the flashlight as well. he jolts, letting out a small gasp.

“hey!” a voice calls out. whoever it is that’s holding the flashlight knows you’ve broken the rules.

“quick,” he says, voice louder than before. he takes your hand in his. “let’s go.” pulling you along with him, he runs down the cobblestone path toward the dorms. eventually, your speed matches his and you’re able to catch up to him, running beside him and holding his hand all the while. the feeling is electrifying. the wintry breeze sweeping through the night, the feeling of his gloved hand wrapped tightly around yours, and the rush of adrenaline coursing through you as you run are all enough to make your heart race. eventually, you lose sight of the flashlight behind you. you’ll probably get called down to the headmaster’s office tomorrow morning. maybe they didn’t see who you are. maybe they’ll let it slide. still, maybe you’ll get in trouble… but you don’t care. you will tomorrow, but not right now.

the flashlight has disappeared. the two of you slow down, relieved to have outrun your opposition. as you come to a full stop, he lets go of your hand to place both of his on his knees, panting. you put your hands on your hips to do the same. after a beat, you make eye contact. and immediately afterward, the both of you are sent into a fit of laughter.

“that was close,” he sighs, looking up at you in awe of what’d just occurred.

while chuckling, you reply, “yeah.”

a moment passes. your laughter fades back into shallow breathing as you take a look around, realizing you’re still not even close to the dorms. a chill runs through you. you didn’t even realize you’d broken a sweat until a gust of air drifts through your coat sleeve. you visibly shiver, prompting jeongin to straighten his stance.

“here,” he says, unwrapping the scarf around his neck. he then drapes it around you, wrapping the cotton fabric around yours. you watch his hands as they adjust the scarf. you’d given him the navy blue gloves as a christmas present last year. they’re now a staple in his winter ensemble. you look up at him. he’s been looking at you.

“thanks.”

“no problem,” he replies with a smile. the dim light could never drown out the sparkle that permanently resides in his eyes, nor diminish the charm of his dimples. as he looks at you, you suddenly feel much warmer than before.

he turns away from you, slightly bending his knees. “come on,” he whispers.

the piggyback ride.

you giggle. “w-what?”

“get on my back,” he clarifies, grinning even wider. “we don’t have much time!”

“but i didn’t hit the-”

“close enough! come on, before my knees give out.”

“fine! fine.”

you do as he instructed, hopping onto his back and wrapping your arms and legs around him. you let out a bit of a squeal as you leave the ground, sending butterflies through his stomach. he holds tightly onto the backs of your legs to support you. he keeps his knees slightly bent as he begins your trek to the dorms ahead, your chin resting comfortably upon his shoulder. it’s a familiar feeling, yet it never ceases to heighten your senses.

every so often, he lets out an exaggerated groan. as they become more and more dramatic, your smile widens. you begin laughing after his longest one, giving him a playful slap on the cheek. and, of course, his reaction is magnified. you then have to shush him in order to preserve your obscurity.

“has anybody ever told you how annoying you are?” you ask, hushed beside his ear.

“never in my life,” he retorts.

you giggle. “well i’m telling you now.”

he glances at you, smirking. “doesn’t count. you’re not just anybody.” he turns back forward, continuing down the path. you don’t know what to say. warmth flushes through your cheeks, rendering you speechless. he knows he made things awkward, but frankly, he doesn’t care. that same clever smile remains plastered on his blushing face for the rest of the silent walk… the too silent walk.

“we’re almost there. thank god,” he remarks, a hint of playful sarcasm in his tone. what he says is true. your destination is near. but alas, his comment garners no response. seeing as it’s late at night - or, rather, early in the morning - you’ve grown tired. thus, after the heat within your face settled and your head relaxed upon jeongin’s shoulder, you dozed off. “y/n?” he whispers. still nothing. all of a sudden, though, he hears a soft noise. a breath. he understands.

and he thinks it’s absolutely adorable.

he’s honored, in fact. you trust him enough to fall asleep in his arms, regardless of the hell he gives you. there’s a certain sense of understanding that lies beneath the layers of banter you’ve built throughout these past few years that has always given him a sliver of hope. the hope that at times like these, you’d feel safe enough to be yourself, the hope that you’d accompany him on more late-night escapades despite the pressures of authority… and, subsequently, the hope that there’s something more between you two than just friendship. it’s a funny feeling. hope. not yearning, not pining… just a hypothesis supplemented with a hell of a lot of optimism.

as he reaches the entrance to your dorm building, he’s struck with the realization that he can’t enter. for multiple reasons. the first is that he’ll need your keycard. he couldn’t even open the door if he wanted to. consequently, he’ll need to get you down from his back - begrudgingly so. thankfully, however, your resident assistant knows what you two have been up to. yeji approaches the door with a knowing smirk. jeongin innocently smiles back through the glass panel on the door.

yeji opens the door with a short sigh as she sees your condition. “what’d you guys do this time? go for a hike?” she steps outside wearing little to protect her from the weather. a knitted sweater and pajama pants don’t really cut it when it’s below freezing out. “sheesh,” she remarks. “nevermind, i guess.”

jeongin silently shushes the redhead before him. “they saw us,” he mouths out to her. she takes a look around for any signs of trouble, just as the two of you had done earlier. then, she carefully steps around the boy and taps you on the shoulder.

“wake up, sleepyhead,” she whispers, continuing to poke at you.

suddenly, you become aware of the prodding sensation at your back, as well as the faint noise echoing from beside your ear. a voice. you groggily open your eyes, lifting your head up from jeongin’s shoulder. it then occurs to you that you’ve stopped moving as well.

“come on,” yeji continues.

“hi,” you squeak, voice raspy from fatigue, before an involuntary yawn slips out. you straighten your posture, allowing for yeji to take hold of your arm. then, jeongin bends down a bit, giving you the ability to step down from your position as yeji holds onto you for balance. “thanks.”

once you’re down, jeongin stretches his back and arms. “i thought you were dead, you know. until i heard you snoring.”

you chuckle. “oh, please. you should hear yourself in geography class.” he clicks his tongue as you and yeji each let out a quiet giggle.

“it’s getting late, you two,” yeji says, clutching onto her own arms for warmth. “and cold. let’s go.” she starts toward the door, gesturing for you to follow her inside. you almost make it in, too, before you remember something.

“oh! the scarf,” you exclaim. well, whisper-exclaim. you unravel the cloth around your neck, walking back over to the boy to whom it belongs. you do exactly what he’d done for you, draping the garment around him before wrapping it over his shoulder.

he can’t help but blush. you can’t help but notice.

“chop chop!” asserts yeji, beginning to shiver from the cold.

jeongin blinks up at her before returning his gaze to you. “goodnight, y/n,” he murmurs. the look he’s giving you sends a chill through you. a small smile, genuine eyes… your face takes on a familiar warmth once more.

“goodnight, dummy,” you reply, nonchalantly. his grin widens.

yeji crosses her arms. “i will close this door right now.”

“alright!” you respond, turning toward her with your hands raised in defeat. you step inside, striding past her and toward the hall.

“now, get back to your dorm before you get suspended.”

“yes ma’am,” jeongin remarks in return. “g’night.” they exchange a smile and wave before yeji finally closes the door.

jeongin can’t help but grin to himself as he stuffs his hands into his coat pockets and starts his departure to his building. his cheeks are ablaze, which he’d normally suggest is due to the cold. not this time, though. now, he has a pep in his step. he’ll meander home, beaming with a sense of joy. joy, giddiness, excitement… hope. and, when he finally arrives back at his dorm - much to his sleepy roommate’s dismay - he’ll stay up a little while longer thinking about you; the subtle sounds of your breath beside his ear, the way you’d let out a hushed laugh at his remarks, and how absolutely darling you looked wrapped up in his scarf. little does he know you’ll be lying wide awake doing the exact same thing.

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eastofthemoon · 4 years ago

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Caught In The Rain

A fic for @huntlowweek for today’s prompt “First Meeting”

Title: Caught In The Rain

Rating: G

Series: The Owl House

Characters/Pairing: Hunter/Willow, Luz, Eda and King

Summary: It had been a few weeks since Willow officially met Hunter. She also can't help but notice that Hunter is avoiding her and has a feeling it's all her fault.

Archive Of Our Own

Luz gave a smirk over her cards. “Do you have any threes?”

Willow looked over her hand and shook her head. “Go hunting.”

Luz laughed as she reached for a card from the deck. “No, it’s ‘Go fish’, remember?”

Willow giggled. “Right, sorry, but this human game is similar to ‘Go hunting’. Although I do like you how the cards don’t try to bite you when you take one from the deck.”

“I can’t help but agree,” Luz said as he put the card in her hand. “Although, this game is more fun with more players.”

“I’ll bet,” Willow said.

Gus would love to learn Luz’s human game, but he was currently visiting his grandmother with his dad. Amity probably would have been up for it too, but it was her day for volunteering at the library.

“Luz,” King’s head called as he poked his head inside. “Do you have any extra glitter for my fort?”

“Sure,” Luz said as she pointed to her bag. “Help yourself, you little glitter fiend.”

“Excellent!” King declared as he dived into Luz’s bag and pulled out a large jar. “Back in a bit once I finish my warning signs!”

Willow watched him go before she raised an eyebrow and turned to Luz.

“Fort?” she asked.

“I told King about how when I was a kid I made myself a fort in my backyard and it gave him the idea to build himself one.”

Willow tilted her head as she pointed over her shoulder. “Wait, do you mean those piles of boxes and wood in the backyard?

Luz rubbed her neck. “Yeah, he kind of rushed his blueprints a bit, but he looks so happy doing it. I didn’t have the heart to correct him.”

Willow giggled. Luz was a softie for King, but truthfully, Willow was the same.

“Girls, can you come down!” Eda called out. “I got Willow’s Dads on the Crystal Ball.”

Willow exchanged a baffled frown with Luz as they went downstairs. Weird, I’m not due to be home for a few more hours, Willow thought. Why are they calling?

The girls headed downstairs.

Eda was sitting at the couch looking into her crystal ball. King was nowhere in sight, likely still outside, and Hunter was sitting in the chair. He glanced up, spotted the girls and quickly returned his gaze back to the crystal ball.

It was likely Willow’s imagination, but he seemed to blush a little.

Willow approached the crystal ball and saw both of her fathers. Her papa was cleaning his glasses, while her dad was standing next to him as he tugged at his beard.

Uh oh, he’s worried, Willow thought. Her dad always tugged her beard when he was worried.

“Hi, Mister and Mister Park,” Luz greeted with a wave. “What’s up?”

“We just got a weather warning,” Papa said as he put his glasses back on. “A boiling rainstorm is coming.”

“Okay,” Luz said with a shrug. “What’s the big deal? We’ve dealt with boiling rain before.”

“Except this is likely to be a level 2 boiling rainstorm,” Hunter replied.

Luz tilted her head. “What’s a level 2?”

“Boiling rain and fire hail,” Eda explained.

Luz blinked and looked at Willow. “I assume that means the hail are small balls of fire?”

“You would be correct,” Willow said with a half smile.

Luz sighed as she crossed her arms. “Boiling Isles you will forever know how to throw me for a loop.”

Willow patted her shoulder and looked at her dads. “When is it supposed to come?”

“Not sure,” her dad said as he crossed his arms. “It could come at any moment.”

“Oh, wow,” Willow said as her eyes widened and glanced at her friend. “Sorry, Luz I better get going-”

Her papa held up his hand. “Actually, Sweetie, your dad and I thought it would be safer for you to just stay put for the night.”

Her dad nodded. “We don’t want to risk you getting caught in it on the way home, and that’s why we called to ask if you could stay there.”

“And like I told them,it's no problem,” Eda said with a grin. “I was honestly going to offer anyway once I heard about it.”

“Oh, uh, okay,” Willow said with a smile as she looked at her fathers. “How long is the storm expected to last?”

“Just until early morning,” her dad said and suddenly narrowed his eyes at Eda. “With that said, we would appreciate it if you didn’t teach Willow any more ‘bad habits’.”

Eda placed her hands on her hips. “Bad habits? Like what?”

“Like how to pick locks.”

“That’s not a bad habit, that’s a life skill!” She pointed over her shoulder. “Willow’s a natural for it!”

Willow giggled and blushed. She wouldn’t say she was a ‘natural’. She was likely only good at it because she was used to having to be delicate when pruning her griffin hair plants at home.

Her papa smirked at her dad. “It did come in handy when we got locked out of our house, dear.”

Her dad coughed into his hand. “Yes, well- err, we better go and get the house ready.”

Her papa smiled and waved to Willow. “Talk to you in the morning, Sweetheart. Just stay safe, okay?”

“I will,” Willow said. “Love you!”

“You too,” both of her fathers said in unison before they ended the call and the crystal ball became empty.

“Woo,” Luz cheered as she wrapped an arm around Willow’s shoulders. “Sleepover!”

“You know this isn’t a good thing right?” Hunter asked with a raised eyebrow as he stood up. “Boiling rainstorms are dangerous. We need to gather supplies, check our defenses, prepare-”

Eda ruffled Hunter’s hair. “Relax, Kiddo, we got this. This isn’t our first boiling rain. We just got to prepare the house and then we can relax and we wait out the storm.”

Hunter pouted as he fixed his hair. “I have never heard of ‘relaxing’ during a boiling rain.”

“First time for everything,” Luz said and grinned. “Hey, once we’re done, want to join Willow and I in a game of ‘Go Fish’ later?”

Hunter paused, glanced at Willow and rubbed his neck. “Um..no, sorry, but I uh...got some reading to catch up on.”

Luz gave a pout, but nodded. “Oh, uh, okay.”

Willow frowned, but kept the thoughts that were brewing under the lid. Now was not the time to ponder it.

“Alright, kids, we got no time to waste,” Eda said as she pointed over her shoulder. “Luz go get some glyphs ready to set up a force field for the house. I’ll join you once I tell King he needs to come inside before the storm starts. Hunter, I need you to check over the house with Hooty for any possible leaks.”

“Roger that!” Luz said with a salute.

Hunter blinked. “Who’s roger?”

“It’s a human expression,” Willow replied with a smile. “Luz confused it with me too once.”

Hunter glanced at Willow, blushed again and coughed as he looked at the window ahead.

“Oh, uh, right, got it.” He pointed. “I’m going to start inspecting the house.”

Willow gave another frown as he walked away, but again ignored the thoughts as she turned to Eda. It had to be her imagination.

“What do you want me to do?” Willow asked.

“How about you check over our medical supplies,” Eda said as she patted Willow’s shoulder. “I’m fairly certain we have everything, but it never hurts to check.”

“On it,” Willow said as she rolled up her sleeves. “Where are they kept?”

“Follow me,” Luz said as she pointed upstairs. “I need to head up there to get more paper for the glyphs anyway.”

Willow followed, but not before stealing one more glance at Hunter before they headed up the stairs.

Once Luz pointed Willow to the cabinet where the medical supplies were kept, they worked quietly for a few minutes.

After Luz had drawn a few glyphs she gathered them up but walked over to Willow.

“Hey,” Luz said as she rubbed her arms, “mind if I ask something?”

Willow adjusted her glasses as she finished checking the amount of bandages. “What’s on your mind?”

Luz clicked her tongue. “Well, maybe it’s just me, but does it feel like Hunter has been..well…”

“Avoiding me?” Willow asked.

Luz blinked and frowned. “So, it’s not just me.”

Willow sighed as she picked up one of the bottles of ointment. “I was hoping I was just imagining things.”

Luz frowned as she hugged her glyphs. “Why is that though? I know you two haven’t known each other that long, but he and Gus seem to get along pretty well.”

Willow had noticed that too. If Willow and Gus were both over Hunter would usually leave, but from the odd times he did stay he was usually off in a corner chatting with Gus. He even began talking to Amity a few times.

However, the talks he had with Willow were either short and concise, or Hunter would suddenly have a chore to do and leave.

Willow wasn’t quite insulted by the gesture, but she couldn’t deny it left her unfazed either.

Although, deep down she only had herself to blame.

“Maybe I just make him uncomfortable,” Willow said as she put down the bottle.

“No way,” Luz cried. “You are the most easy going person I know!”

Willow chewed her bottom lip. “Normally, yeah...but…”

Luz raised an eyebrow. “But what? Did something happen?”

Willow rubbed her arms and sighed. “I might have started things off on the wrong foot with Hunter.”

“What do you mean?” Luz asked. “You seemed fine when I introduced you two.”

“Yes,” Willow said as she blushed. “But once we were in the kitchen I may have kind of,” she gave a nervous laugh, “threatened him with a butter knife while I pinned him to a wall.”

Luz’s jaw dropped. “You what?”

Willow groaned as she buried her face into her hands. “I was just worried he might hurt you, or Eda or King and I wanted to make it clear to him I would make him regret it if he ever did.”

Willow felt fully justified at the time, but now she wasn’t so certain. Hunter didn’t seem like a threat and he seemed to care about everyone in the Owl House. It made Willow worry that rather than being a protector of her friends, in the end, she had just been a bully.

“Oh,” Luz said quietly and tilted her head. “Is that all?”

Willow blinked in shock. “What do you mean ‘is that all’?”

Luz gave a laugh. “It’s just that Amity did a similar thing, although in her case she had summoned an abomination to stand behind her and punch into it’s own fist while she did it.”

Willow blinked and snorted. “Yeah, that sounds like something Amity would do.”

Luz laughed as she blushed. “Yeah, I know she just wanted to protect me,” she shook her head, “but even she is getting along with Hunter. So, I can’t see that being the reason he’s avoiding you.”

“I don’t know,” Willow said doubtfully.

She wanted to believe Luz, but that didn’t explain how Hunter had been around her.

“Maybe you should try talking to him?” Luz asked.

Willow frowned, but nodded. “Yeah, I probably should.”

Her dad always said it was best to face your problems head on otherwise it will just grow and become more of a mess.

“Luz!” Eda called out. “Got some of those glyphs ready? We should really get those shield casts.”

“Coming,” Luz called back as she dashed out of the room. “Don’t worry, Willow! I’m sure everything will be fine!”

Willow forced a smile as she waved, but dropped it once Luz vanished.

“I wish I was as confident as you were,” she muttered.

Once she finished, Willow shut the cabinet and looked out the window.

Dark clouds were gathering in the sky. It likely wouldn’t be long now until the rainstorm starts.

At least we’re all safe inside, Willow thought. Maybe I’ll go make some tea. I always love a cup of tea when it’s rain-

She forgot her train of thought. Her eyes had just landed onto King outside who had just crawled inside his fort.

King! What’s he still doing out there?! Willow dashed out of the room, down the stairs and ran outside.

She still didn’t stop running until she reached the fort.

“King,” she called out as she pulled back the blanket and looked inside.

King was finishing applying some kind of dark colored taped onto the walls.

“Oh, hey, Willow,” he said with a wave. “Almost done here!”

“What are you doing?” Willow said as she bent to her knees and crawled inside. “You should be inside. The storm is going to start any minute.”

“I know, but I had to make sure my fort wasn’t going to destroyed by the boiling rain and fire balls,” King said as he applied more of the tape.

Willow raised an eyebrow as she crossed her arms. “And how are you doing that?”

“By using this material that humans use to protect their houses.”

“And that would be?”

“Duck tape!” King held up a large box. “There was a ton of this stuff in Eda’s storage and Gus swears humans use this as building material all the time.”

Willow sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

Willow didn’t know much about the human world, but she had a feeling that’s not what it was for.

“With that said, I just finished,” King said as he walked up to Willow. “So, I’m ready to head inside.”

Willow sighed and made sure she was smiling. “Good because the last thing we want is to-”

A thunder boom rang out.

Full of dread, Willow turned as she and King heard the falling of rain. She pulled back the blanket and cringed as she spotted the boiling rain begin it’s downpour.

“Oh no,” she muttered.

King rubbed his neck. “Sorry,” he muttered, but then raised his arms, “but we should be safe in here. We can just wait for Eda to notice and she’ll-”

“Do you smell something burning?” Willow asked.

They both glanced up and froze. The boiling rain was starting to burn through the cardboard and duct tape.

King yelped. “No, Gus! Why would you lie to your king?!”

Willow scooped up King and turned. “Okay, we got to go now.”

She lifted up the blanket and froze.

The rain had speedily picked up and she even spotted a couple of fire balls starting to appear.

“What’s wrong?” King asked.

“We’re not super close to the house, if we run out there now we’re definitely going to get burned,” Willow said as she let the blanket door drop from her hands.

King quivered in her arms. “Can’t you cast a small forcefield to shield us?”

“That’s a hard spell, King and I just learned it,” Willow explained as she hugged him. “I only know to cover the top of my head.”

Which meant, Willow’s head would be protected, but not the rest of her body. Never mind she wouldn’t be able to shield King from it.

King’s tail twitched nervously. “So, what do we do?”

Willow chewed her bottom lip.

She could summon plants to cover their path, but they wouldn’t last long. The rain would burn through the leaves before they reached the house and that was assuming one of the fireballs didn’t set them on fire beforehand.

The cardboard was fizzing and Willow could see some of the boiling rain beginning to get inside.

A drop landed near them.

“Ack!” King screamed as he clung to Willow.

Willow narrowed her eyes as she began to cast a spell. She would just have to cast a small force field to protect King and run for it. If she was fast enough maybe she wouldn’t-

Suddenly, the blanket door moved.

King yelped as a figure appeared. Willow got ready to punch the intruder until she saw the face.

“HUNTER?!” she called.

Panic stricken, Hunter adjusted the thick blanket he had over his head. “You guys okay?”

“Yea, but not for long,” King said as he pointed above and more raindrops began to leak through.

Hunter frowned as he rose and gestured to himself.

“Get under me,” he ordered. “The blanket should be able to cover all of us.”

Willow didn’t argue.

She bolted out of the fort. Hunter held the blanket above them like an umbrella as he got behind Willow.

They sprinted to the house. Willow could smell the blanket burning as they ran.

“Get in! Get in!” Hooty called as he held the door open for them and slammed it shut as they were inside.

Willow collapsed to the floor as King flopped from her arms. She breathed heavily as Luz raced over.

“Are you guys okay?” she asked.

Willow checked herself over. No burns and sighed with relief as she saw King was the same.

“Yeah, I think so,” she said.

Eda placed her hands on her hips. “I’m glad you’re alright, but King what were you doing out there? I told you to come inside.”

King sheepishly stared at his feet. “I know, I was just trying to make sure my fort was safe. I’m sorry.”

Eda sighed and patted his head. “We can help you rebuild, but the ones you should be apologizing to are Willow and Hunter.”

“How did you guys even know King was still outside?” Luz asked.

“I had spotted King from the window upstairs,” Willow explained and looked to her right, “but I don’t know about Hunter.”

Hunter grimaced as he rubbed his neck. “Hooty and I were patching a window when I saw you go outside and then the rain started. So, I grabbed an old wool blanket for cover and went outside to get you.”

He hissed in pain as he continued to rub his neck.

Willow frowned as she stood up. “Hunter, are you okay?”

He waved a hand at them. “Yeah, I’m fine,” he said as he hissed in pain. “I just got a burn.”

Willow’s jaw dropped. Hunter had gotten burned? When they were all under the blanket. She then glanced over to the blanket that Hunter had tossed to the floor and spotted small holes the rain had burned through.

Her brain suddenly put the pieces together. King didn’t get burned because Willow had been shielding him and Willow hadn’t because Hunter had been covering her with his own body as they ran.

Which meant the only cover Hunter had was the blanket, which had likely gotten burned through when he had sprinted out there in the first place.

Eda frowned, marched over and gently lifted Hunter’s hand. “Hmm...doesn’t look like a second degree burn, but it’s nothing to snuff at.”

“I’ve had worse,” Hunter retorted.

“Doesn’t mean this one should be ignored, kiddo,” Eda said and glanced at Willow. “Mind getting the first aid kit?”

“S-sure,” Willow said as she went to get it as her mind drifted back to the burned blanket.

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Once Willow had brought back the kit, it didn’t take long to attend to Hunter’s burn. Afterwards, he went to his room.

Willow debated on what she should do next and eventually she found herself bringing a cup of tea to Hunter’s room. She would have knocked, but the door was opened as she heard both Hunter and King’s voices from inside.

“And this is Lenoard,” King said as he held a stuffed bear. “He’s cranky, but he’s also good to have around when you’re hurt.”

Hunter gave a warm smile. “Okay, thanks King, I’m sure he’ll be useful.”

King then glanced down at his feet. “I am sorry, Hunter. Last thing I wanted was for anyone to get hurt.”

“It’s not your fault, you didn’t know” Hunter replied as he patted King. “Although, I am going to give Gus an earful on what is actually considered proper building material.”

Willow cleared her throat which grabbed the boys’ attention instantly.

She held up the tea cup. “I thought Hunter might like a cup of tea,” she said and winked at King. “Also, Luz got some cookies out for you King.”

“Yyeess,” King declared as she raced off and glanced back at Hunter. “I’ll bring you some cookies later. It’s scientifically proven that sugar always helps with healing.”

“I doubt the evidence on that, but okay,” Hunter said as King raced off.

Willow then held up the cup. “Luz said you like your tea black so I didn’t add any milk.”

“Um, thanks,” Hunter said as he took it and sipped.

Willow rubbed her arm. “And I wanted to say thank you for saving me, I hadn’t even realized you had gotten burned. I’m so sorry you got hurt for my sake.”

Hunter shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. Like I told Eda I’ve had worse.” Hunter gave a shrug. “It’s not compared to some of the burns I would get when training in the boiling rain.”

Willow froze as her eyes widened in horror. “You trained in the boiling rain? Why?”

“Belos’s orders,” Hunter replied with a sigh. “We had to be prepared for anything and in any weather.”

“I see,” Willow muttered darkly.

In her mind Boscha was always on top of the list of people Willow would like to take on in a fight. For the first time, Boscha got knocked down to number 2 while Emperor Belos took the number 1 spot. She briefly wondered if Boscha would be insulted to learn that.

Willow then took a moment to glance around Hunter’s room. It was her first time actually visiting it and despite it being a couple of months since Hunter moved in, it was strangely sparse.

There was a bed that consisted of one of those human sleeping bags Luz had, some pillows, but not much.

She spotted his cardinal napping in a small nest with Clover snuggled up against him.

So, that’s where you’ve been, you little sneak, Willow thought. She knew Clover liked to sneak off while in the Owl House and the boiling rain always made Clover dozy. Never occurred to her that Clover came to snooze with Hunter’s cardinal.

There were also a couple of maps on the walls, but that was it.

She then spotted King’s bear sitting against the window right next to a stuffed frog. Willow’s eyes lit up instantly.

“Aww, this is adorable,” Willing exclaimed as she picked up and hugged the toy. “Where did King get this? It’s so cute.”

To Willow’s surprise, Hunter blushed. “Um..that’s mine...actually.”

For a second, Willow assumed Hunter was joking, but then saw how red his cheeks were.

“Oh, sorry,” Willow said quickly and handed the frog doll to him. “I..guess I didn’t think you liked cute stuff like this.”

“I don’t,” Hunter insisted, but his cardinal tweeted from his nest and Hunter sighed.

“Okay, yeah I do, but I don’t go collecting it often.” He set the doll aside. “I only got that as a gift from someone as a kid, but can’t remember who. It was a long time ago and it’s one of the few things I managed to grab when I left the Emperor’s Coven.”

“That had to have been hard,” Willow said as she sat next to him on the window ledge.

“I’m just lucky I was able to get away,” Hunter said with a slight shiver. “I don’t like to think what would have happened if I stayed.”

Willow frowned. Luz had never told her the full details of why Hunter fled, and she didn’t feel like now was the time to pry.

She chewed her bottom lip, took a deep breath and looked up. “Hunter, I want to apologize.”

Hunter sighed. “I already said it wasn’t your fault-”

“I’m not talking about the boiling rain,” she said as she gently patted his hand. “I’ve noticed since we’ve met you’ve been avoiding me.”

Hunter blushed and looked away. “Um yeah, I-”

“And I know it’s my fault for well..threatening you with a butter knife,” Willow continued and ran her hands over her hair. “I’m sorry, that was taking it too far, but Luz is such an important friend to me and I just wanted to make sure she was safe. I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions.”

Hunter blinked and tilted his head in confusion. “But..you were fully justified.”

Willow frowned as she glanced up. “What?”

“You barely knew me and you were just trying to keep your friends safe,” Hunter said with a firm nod. “I wasn’t offended at all by it.”

Willow raised an eyebrow. “Then..why have you been avoiding me?”

Hunter blushed as he raised his hand, lowered it and gave a deep sigh as he buried his face into his hands. “I’m bad at people.”

“Huh?” Willow asked.

“At least that’s how Luz puts it,” Hunter said as he glanced up. “I didn’t know how I should act around you and I assumed that constantly being around you would only upset you.”

“So you were trying to give me space?” Willow asked.

“I guess,” Hunter sighed. “I don’t know, I probably should have tried to talk with you more but I didn’t want you to hate me.” He glanced at the window. “Like I said you had every right to be suspicious of me and I have done bad things in the past.”

Willow’s eyes softened as she patted his shoulder. “But you thought you were doing the right thing, right?”

Hunter stared at his hands. “I thought I was helping my uncle,” he fiddled with the bandage on his neck. “Never occurred to me that he was just using me or that how I was helping him was hurting others until I met Luz.”

Willow gently removed his hand. “Don’t play with it, but I know what you mean.” She gave a small laugh. “Luz has that reaction from people.”

Hunter gave a small smile in return. “Yeah, but I don’t know what to exactly do from here.”

Willow stood up. “Well. I think first things first, you and I need to start over,” she said. “Hi, I’m Willow Parks.”

Hunter blinked at the hand, but then slowly grabbed it. “Hi, I’m Hunter, also formally the Golden Guard.”

Willow shook it. “Nice to meet you, I hope you and I can be good friends from now on.”

Hunter gave a small smile. “I-I would really like that.”

Willow blushed and wondered why her heart was beating a bit faster.

“Oooooh!”

Both of them whirled around as Hooty poked his head into the room. “I can see the start of something roman-”

Hunter swiftly tackled and shoved Hooty out of the room. “Nope, nope you are not ruining this!”

Hooty grunted. “You can deny it, but the Hooty heart knows!”

Hunter growled. “I should get some of that duck tape to seal your mouth.”

Willow laughed as she wondered why she was blushing.

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The rest of the sleepover was fun. Hunter did end up joining Willow and Luz for some rounds of Go Fish. He seemed a bit baffled by the rules at first, but it wasn’t long before he got the hang of it.

Then King joined in the game and sat in Luz’s lap. However, later when Luz suggested she read out of one of her Azura’s books, for whatever reason he crawled into Hunter’s lap.

He likely had done it before since Hutner didn’t seem surprised by it. However, he did seem startled when both his cardinal and Clover decided to use his shoulders as a perch.

To his credit, Hunter just seemed to accept his fate and didn’t say a word about it. It took all of Willow’s strength to not giggle. It didn’t help matters that King and Hunter dozed off not long after Luz reached chapter three.

Willow never thought someone could look so cute with a small demon and two palismans on them. She couldn’t resist snagging a photo.

In the morning, after breakfast, Willow had to head home with Luz tagging along. Luz had suggested Hunter come along too, but he had wanted to check the house for any damages from the storm with Eda.

They could have flown on Willow’s staff, but it was harder to talk and Willow was in the mood to chat.

“Wasn’t it cute when both his cardinal and Clover landed on his shoulder?” Willow asked.

Luz laughed. “Yeah, it was.”

“And did you know that Hunter has a cute frog plushie?” Willow asked.

Luz nodded. “Oh, yeah, I’ve seen it.”

“He even admitted he likes cute things,” Willow continued, “we should try to find more things for him.”

“Um sure, but why?”

“Because his room is so bare,” she grabbed her chin. “Has he ever mentioned what scents he likes? I might have some plants I can give him.”

“Um…”

“Oh, we might be able to get some books for him too,” Willow continued and giggled. “I actually know these really interesting books about swamp frogs-” she stopped as she noticed Luz staring at her.

She raised an eyebrow. “What?”

Luz gave a sly smile, but waved her hands. “No, it’s nothing.”

“But?” Willow asked with a raised eyebrow.

Luz gave a cheeky grin. “It’s just that, you remember when I first started to have a crush on Amity and you teased me how I couldn’t stop talking about her.”

“Yeah, but what does that have to do with…” She trailed off as her eyes widened. “Wait, no, Luz this is completely different.”

“Yeah, of course it is,” Luz replied with a firm nod.

“I’m just talking a lot about Hunter because I’m finally getting to know him,” Willow continued. “I’m not crushing on him.”

Luz laughed as they walked. “You’re right, I was just teasing. I mean, I didn’t know I had a crush until I realized that I was thinking about Amity almost all the time. I’m sure that’s not the case for you.”

“Exactly,” Willow said with a smile. “I’m certain I won’t even have him on my mind by the end of the day.”

However, by the time she went to bed that night she was still thinking about Hunter. Willow didn’t understand why.

I mean sure he is kinder than he lets on, and is brave, she thought. Also he’s rather cute when he’s embarrassed and he has a sweet smile.

Willow’s mind halted at that last thought.

She paused, rolled and grumbled into her pillow. “Aw, farts.”

#huntlow week #huntlow #the owl house #my writing

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Jasonette July Day 12: Dare

Written by: The Maribat Pit @jasonette-july-event Prompt: Dare Rated: T (Drink responsibly my friends) A/N: Maribat fangirl went to Uni in the UK. Most people thought they could outdrink the Americans, and that American beer tasted horrible. DC fanboy isn’t much of a drinker. Also we planned this earlier, but I saw this blog post from @ritacrow-blogrequesting something similar a few days ago, so here you go. I don’t know if you’re a fan of the in vino veritas/drunken confession trope, so feel free to skip it if you aren’t.

“So, why are we doing this again?” Tim asked hesitantly, as they gathered in the Wayne Manor lounge. “Because Pixie Pop here issued a challenge, and I don’t plan on letting her win”, Jason explained with a smirk. “All she said was ‘American drinking laws are bullshit’, and it’s not like you don’t know the name of every single bar in Gotham that doesn’t card.” Tim retorted. “She also said American beer tastes gross, so I don’t know why you brought Budweiser of all things”.

“She dared us to try and drink her under the table, and I’m sure as hell not backing down.” Jason hissed, and Tim decided that it was pointless trying to argue. The whole reason Tim and Steph were even involved was because they had just turned 18, which meant they were allowed to take part in this little drinking competition. Alfred was in the corner of the room keeping score, someone had to, considering the night they were about to have.

After they all gathered in the lounge, it was time for the challenge to begin. Barbara quietly sipped her glass of wine, curling into Dick’s side as she watched the movie playing on the TV. Jason and Dick had downed a bottle of beer each, waiting for Marinette to finish her first glass of wine. Marinette rested her back against Jason’s arm as she watched the movie play out, the night had just begun and she wasn’t about to let them win. She wouldn’t be able to look any non-American person in the eye if they knew she got out drunk by them. Marinette took in the soft glow of the lounge, alternating between leaning on the sofa or Jason’s leather-clad shoulder. It almost reminded her of her home city at night. She looked around at the people she had come to know, fairly certain she had the dopiest smile on her face at that moment.

She had arrived in Gotham City not long ago, and she was surprised to find that some of them welcomed her with open arms. Not all of them, obviously, some were a bit more welcoming than others. Bruce didn’t really trust her as a magic user, and Damian usually kept to himself. Preferring to be alone with his pets, Titus and Alfred (the cat). The others assured her not to take it too personally, that they are like that with everyone. With Jason, it was hard to tell what he thought about her. Dick was like an older brother to everyone, and in some ways reminded Marinette of Chat Noir, alot. While Barbara, Steph and Cass were like the sisters Marinette didn’t have. Tim was at least somewhat curious about her powers and how they worked, hard as he tried to fight it in the beginning.

With Jason, it was much harder to tell at times. He wasn’t quite as closed off as Damian, though sometimes she found him in the Wayne Manor library reading by the window. They had each other’s backs in a fight, and the fact that she was much smaller compared to him earned her the nickname “Pixie Pop”. They worked well together on missions, and there was plenty of friendly banter between them. There was almost a veneer of sarcasm and bravado.

The only time it showed any sign of falling was when his pit madness took over. Even then she was more focused on asking Plagg and Tikki for help, seeing as it was their magic causing this. There was no fixing it, but they had managed to help get it under control. Marinette was almost frustrated when he woke up to find her waiting at his bedside, after working around the clock to keep the madness at bay. The sounds of him screaming and thrashing around were still ringing in her ear, and the most that he could muster was “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you there, Pixie.” he drawled.

“Pixie, you there?” Jason gently poked her on the shoulder and she realised that she had been staring into her wine glass for a moment. She took a large gulp before setting the glass down on the table, the night had just begun.

As the night went on, Tim was not impressed with how beer tasted. “People actually drink this stuff for fun?” he muttered. He was starting to think Marinette might have a point about how American beer tasted. Sadly the old adage of “liquor before beer, you’re in the clear” meant that it was too late to try Steph’s approach. Steph was nursing a Jack Daniels and coke as she watched the film, letting that light of the TV screen dance in front of them.

Later into the night, Tim was getting tipsy at that point. Considering this was his first time drinking, Marinette gave him a smile that said “you get points for trying”. If Steph wasn’t drunk now, she was going to be feeling the effects very soon. She mostly drank spirits chased down with soda and juice. Barbara had already left after a couple of glasses of wine, deciding to leave the rest of them to this game. Jason and Dick had beer bottles lined up in front of them, almost as if they were competing with each other first. Marinette continued to leisurely sipped her wine, knowing that she was their final boss at that moment.

In the end, only Marinette and Jason were left in the lounge. Steph left had already left, and Tim followed not long after, Alfred helped get Dick into bed after he nearly passed out on the coffee table. “It’s you and me, Poxie Pip” Jason slurred, Alfred occasionally came in to check on them.

Marinette, who at this point was slightly tipsy, leaned in close and whispered in his ear “What’s the matter? Afraid you’ll lose?”

“There’s worse ways to go, Pixie, trust me.” he laughed, Marinette gave him a very sad smile. He finished the last of his beer bottle before laying down on the sofa, resting his head on Marinette’s lap. Marinette was certain she could feel her face heating up, she could hear her heart pounding in her chest as she looked down at him.

“Are you sure my teeny tiny legs can support your big head?” she joked. Great, now she was doing it too. she looked away in hopes that he couldn’t see the blush on her face. She didn’t get Asian glow, but now she was really hoping she had that as an excuse.

“I’ve seen you lift goons twice your size and throw them across rooms,” he laughed “besides, this feels kinda nice.” he mumbled.

“Yeah but that was me as Ladybug, it’s also what keeps me from tripping over air and landing on my face.” she explained. She didn’t think her heart would be able to handle looking down to see one of the few times she saw him completely at peace. She was used to people who preferred her as her alter ego anyhow.

“I guess you win this round,” he slurred, Marinette still hadn’t moved his head from her lap. If anything, her free hand was working its way through his dark locks of hair. He smiled, letting himself be lulled to sleep by the simple yet kind gesture. “Serves me right,” he yawned, “getting drunk with a fairy princess.”

Marinette turned her attention back to the last of her wine, “there he goes again, making silly jokes like that.” she thought. “Especially with one as pretty as you,” he laughed. Marinette was about to get up at that moment, now he was just being ridiculous. “I like you...” were the last words he said before letting sleep take him.

It was everything Marinette could do not to drop her wine class on the floor in shock. Marinette thought she heard wrong. She shook her head, what did it matter? I mean, she had called her friends pretty loads of times before, it’s not like he said he loved her or anything. These were things that you said to friends all the time, right? At that moment, there was a knock on the door, Alfred came in and saw Jason asleep in Marinette’s lap. “I was just about to leave could you maybe help Jason get back to his room? That would be great thanks Alfred.” she quickly spluttered before dashing out of the lounge and down the hallway in search of an empty guest room to sleep in.

Jason tragically awoke the next morning with a hangover and a vague memory of what had happened the night before. He thought this was probably the very reason why Bruce did not drink. Alfred came in with a tray of chilli dogs and water, to nurse the hangover. “Thanks Alfred,” Jason groaned, “do I even wanna know what happened last night?”

“If you must know Master Todd, you won second place in last night’s drinking competition.” He explained, Jason sighed, Marinette wasn’t going to let him live that down. He still had to admit he was impressed with her. “Miss Dupain-Cheng seemed rather flustered after you compared the experience to ‘getting drunk with a fairy princess’ and confessed your admiration and affection for her.” It was all coming back to him now, and he was about to be sick. He told her that he thought she was pretty and that he liked her. He wasn’t wrong, but it probably didn’t sound as romantic coming from someone who was probably very drunk. He reached for the chilli dog, hoping that he would be able to keep it down. “In vino veritas indeed, or in birro veritas in your case”, Alfred quoted. Jason took a sip of water, still too stunned to speak. “If you still hold such affection for Miss Dupain-Cheng, might I suggest telling her when you’ve sobered up?” he suggested, giving Jason a slight sympathetic smile.

“I’ll try, thanks Alfred” he replied as Alfred left the room, leaving him to his thoughts.

A couple of days later, Marinette was sitting in her studio, drinking a warm mug of hot chocolate. Jason hadn’t called her or spoken to her since the party, and she had hoped that he had just drunkenly forgotten his little drunken confession. It wasn’t that Marinette didn’t reciprocate his feelings, it just felt like there was no point in putting stock in something he said while he was so very drunk. It almost made Marinette laugh a little at the thought. Her phone buzzed, it was a message from Jason: “Hey, you busy today? I’ve got something to tell you. Sober, this time”. Marinette smiled, maybe this time there was truth in the foul tasting American beer.

BONUS: The next morning in the Batcave... Tim: That tasted like actual vomit. Dick: It's an acquired taste, Baby Bird. Tim: Which is to say you were peer pressured into liking it.

#jasonette #jasonettejuly2021 #ml x dc #maribat

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