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@choppedsouldreamer this is the first batch

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Awesome that you got your requests open again...and I think you know who I'm asking for. I'd love to see your take on #14 of the Physical Affections Prompts.

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Hey K!! 💜 I know exactly who you want and just for you, I'll make this a fic for him and Rina! 😘

"Pinned Down"

14. Play wrestling

Pairing: Wrecker x fem OC (Rina Caska, @l-lend 's OC)

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"Hey, Wrecker! Come here for a second!"

"No, no, Kimber, don't--oh no...!"

Rina Caska and Kimber Sallaros were sitting together and talking outside of their ships while the Bad Batch and Koriena Force were taking some downtime after a job they just did. Wrecker heard Rina calling for him as he disembarked the Marauder and gladly sauntered over to his two favorite women. However, Rina was covering her mouth with her hand and her face was turning bright red while Kimber seemed to have a devious smirk on her face.

"Hey Rina, hey Kimber. What's going on?" he asked as he came up to them.

"Nothing!" Rina immediately blurted out, trying to avoid the subject.

Kimber, though, quickly spoke up to refute Rina, "I told Rina that I don't think she could beat you in a wrestling match."

From beneath her hand, Rina growled.

"A wrestling match, huh? Now, I'm curious, too. Let's do it, Rina!" Wrecker exclaimed, smashing his fist into his other hand challengingly.

Rina's head dropped. Now Wrecker wanted the challenge to happen. There wasn't gonna be any backing down now. She then said to Kimber through clenched teeth, "I really don't like you right now."

Kimber just snickered and grinned mischievously. "Well...I think you'll like me again soon enough. Have fun, dear!" As Rina got up and moved towards Wrecker, grumbling to herself, Kimber called out to the both of them, "Take it easy, you two. I know the both of you could easily choke someone out, but don't do it to each other, please."

"Not a problem," said Wrecker, flexing his neck.

Rina, while mortified that her team leader was making her wrestle her crush, put on a cocky front and declared, "Well, if boss lady says so, I guess I'll take it easy."

Both she and Wrecker squared up in defensive positions facing each other, their arms up and out to their sides. They both flexed their fingers, waiting for the other to make the first move. Finally, with a cry, Wrecker lunged first and Rina was quick to duck and roll to the side, dodging him. As he stumbled over, grabbing nothing but air, Rina took the opportunity to jump onto his back, putting her arms about his neck. He grabbed her arms and pulled them away, making her fall off his back. Then he whipped around and went to grab at her again, but she caught his hands before he could, holding him at bay as their strength pushed against each other.

"I forget how strong you are sometimes for someone your size. It's really impressive," he commented.

She scoffed. "Never underestimate the smaller people, big guy. I'm full of surprises."

Then she ducked down and tried to go for his leg, but he hunched over and wrapped an arm around her under one of her arms and proceeded to knock her onto her back. They battled in this position for over a minute, seemingly in a stalemate. She attempted to push up against him and he lost his balance temporarily, but then he regained it and pinned her down to the ground by the arms.

Wrecker bent over, his face hovering just over Rina's. "Ha, looks like you lose, cutie," he bragged.

She gritted her teeth together, feeling embarrassed about losing to him. She didn't want to admit defeat, but it was difficult to break out of his hold, even with her strength. She couldn't give up yet, but what else could she do?

Then she thought of an idea. It was a low and dirty idea...but then again, when did she ever play nice?

In retaliation, Rina sat up ever so slightly and kissed Wrecker firmly on the mouth, startling him and simultaneously distracting him. Once she felt him relax into the kiss and his hold on her wrists weaken, she knew it was time to take her shot.

She pulled back and stated, "Not yet," and threw herself up onto him, forcing him onto his back. She moved on top of him, straddling him and pinning his big, beefy arms with her knee on one side and her foot on the other. She braced herself up with her hand on his chest and the other one pulled up into a fist, a triumphant grin on her face.

"Told you I was full of surprises," she reminded him proudly.

"Oh that was a cheap move!" he groaned.

"Was it, though?" asked Rina, smirking even more and wiggling her eyebrows suggestively at him.

He couldn't hold back a pleased grin. Even though he thought what she did was a cheap trick...he couldn't deny that he enjoyed kissing his favorite girl.

They both then heard Kimber call out, already making her way towards the ramp of the Aurora, "Uh...should I give you two lovebirds some privacy?"

Rina's head snapped to the side and she cried out, jumping off of Wrecker, "Oh no, you don't, Kimber! You get back here right now!"

With a teasing cackle, Kimber dashed off inside the Aurora with Rina, hellbent on revenge, chasing after her.

Wrecker, however, still laid on the ground looking up at the sky. The sun had been positioned just right behind Rina's head above him, illuminating her head of violet hair and it made her look almost angelic. He knew she would never admit to being an angel, but nevertheless, it made her look even prettier than he already thought. That and she had proved her strength against his, which wasn't an easy task for most people. She wasn't like most women and he liked that a lot about her.

He heaved a heavy, dreamy sigh as he sat up and thought to himself, "She really is amazing!"

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[taylor-will-be-the-death-of-me]

The Task At Hand [pt.1]

Y/N's POV

Why is it that when you are supposed to be well rested and need a goodnight's your body always betrays you? Here I am laying on my back on the bed which was comfortable just a few hours, contemplating what my life was going to be once the sun rises. Tomorrow was supposed to be the firs task. I had no idea what it is and my miserable mid was running wild with the picture.

Ever since the Goblet thought it would be a good idea to make my life hell, everything has been going downhill. After the night I was chosen as the fourth champion, Ethan had tried to sympathies with me but failed badly, all my friends were angry with me because I had apparently betrayed them and my parents were very very angry with me, well my mom was.

Then next morning when I woke up two letters were waiting for me. The first on was a howler which was nothing but my mother screaming like she has no intention of speaking anymore and the other one was my father comforting me and saying it'll be alright, but of course he was slightly mad as well.

Having enough of this sleeplessness I got up from the bed, walked over to my window, opened it and looked outside at the mesmerising stars and the gorgeous moon. Whenever I wasn't able to sleep I always stared out of this window and think about everything and anything. However the one thing I really love about the view from here is that I can see the Owlery and watching the owls at night is a different kind of magic.

As I was looking out at the night sky, I noticed some commotion in the Owlery which was quite unusual as the owls were generally very peaceful during the night. I wanted to investigate more into the matter but before I could do anything my roommate, Sally got up.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" She said startling me. Turning around I started.

"I couldn't sleep."

"Are you nervous about tomorrow?" She questioned sitting up in bed.

"A little." I replied, now leaning on the window sill.

"Tell me about it." She said patting on bed motioning for me to sit.

"Oh no. I don't want to trouble you." I said.

"You won't bother me. I will gladly be the person who you can talk to about all of his. Now come on, what's up?"

"Well ever since that glowing goblet picked me as well my life has not been going well. First those Slytherins made those ridicules batches not only degrading me but also the house. Second my parents are losing their minds, especially my mother, and because of this whole fiasco I get a letter a day by her telling me to do this or do that, stay in line, don't mess around, don't stand out of any crowed, keep you head down, be more like James. What they fail to understand is that he is the reason I'm in this mess in the first place." I ranted pacing around the room.

"Wait what?" Said Sally stopping me md way.

"Oh yes my dear, he is the cause of the problem. As always." I said sitting down in front of her. "You see James and his friends were talking the night after Dumbledore had announced the Triwizard Tournament and they reached a decision that the best person to represent the school would be James and the worst would be me. And funny as ever hey though it wold be a good idea to put my name in it to see weather I get selected or not."

By the time I finished the little monologue Sally was on the edge of her bed with excitement.

"They did not." She said with a gasp. "How could they?"

"I don't know Sally, I don't know."

"If I were you I would tell my parents."

"As if I've not already tried that. They just don't want to listen." I replied.

"Why?" She questioned.

"James is their perfect baby angle and I'm the family disgrace who got sorted into a different house." I answered.

"I'm lucky that I' the only one in my family to come to Hogwarts. And even if my sister got a letter I'd just be happy that she's here." She said holding my hand.

"Hey can you two keep it down?" Said my other roommate Donna leaning up on her elbows.

"Sorry." Sally and I whispered.

"Oh and Y/N, I'd happily slap James for you." She said making me chuckle.

"Don't worry about that Donna, tomorrows task can do that way better. Not that I'm undermining your abilities to slap a person. What you did with Lucius was incredible." I said referring to what she had done a few days ago.

"Thank you and Goodnight." With that she was out like a light.

"You should sleep as well." Started Sally. "You need it."

"Yeah. Thanks Sally, for understanding." I said.

"It's alright Potter, that's what friends are for."

Walking up to my bed I got in and closed my eyes, praying for sleep to take over me. I must have fallen asleep after a few minutes because when I woke up I had gone into a heart attack when I saw an owl sitting at my table, carelessly being caressed by my friends.

"No need to be frightened. He's very friendly." Said Sally.

"She." I corrected her sitting up and leaning back on the headboard, rubbing my eyes.

"What?"

"She's very friendly, and she's mine." I replied to Sally.

"Really?' Asked Donna coming over to pet her. "What's her name?"

"Wilde."

"That's an interesting name." Said Sally still looking and petting Wilde. "Who is she named after?"

"Oscar Wilde." I replied, getting out of bed and making my way to the bathroom.

"Who that?"

"He's a writer." Answered Donna for me. "But why him?"

"Because the first thing se ever delivered was The Centerville Ghost." I said putting paste on my toothbrush.

"Do you have it?" Asked Donna. I nodded my head as my mouth was a little preoccupied with toothpaste in it. "Can I borrow it?"

Again all she git was a nod.

"So who's RAB?" Asked Sally.

"RAB? I don't know a RAB." I said wiping my mouth and going to take out my cloths from the closet.

"It seems like you do. Do you want me to read it out for you?" She said as I went inside the bathroom to take a shower.

"Sure." I replied closing the curtain that separated me from Sally who sat on the closed toilet and Donna who brushed her teeth.

Clearing her throat Sally started " Dear Y/N, I can not thank you enough for introducing me to Pablo Neruda's amazing world. Reading that book was one of the best things I have ever done. Now on to some serious topics, yes I do have a favourite sonnet. But I'm afraid that it will have to be a mystery a little longer, I have to make you work for it. As I end this tiny letter I would like to warn you about the task you are about to do. I can not give you much, but please beware of fire. The best regards, RAB."

The letter left me speechless. Regulus had written to me about the book I had given to him and he also had a favourite sonnet, but that little prick won't tell me what it is. Getting out of the shower I started wearing my cloths while saying "Regulus Black. That's the person who's written to me."

"Black? Sirius's younger brother?" Questioned Donna.

"Yes him. We became friends while doing rounds together. Now I know the both of you have numerous questions, but I'm afraid I have to kill myself." I said tying my laces, taking the letter out of Sally's hand and walking out the door of the dorm room.

As I went down to the great hall, the fear and terror can not be described in words. The second I entered everyone's eyes were on me and the whole hall went silent, feeling awkward under their gaze, I quickly walked over to the Hufflepuff table and sat down in front of Ethan.

"How's our champion feeling?" He asked as I sat down.

"Like I'm about to die. How about you?" I answered and asked.

"You're not going to die. And I'm fine thanks for asking." He said trying to take his toast back from me but failing.

For the next few minutes our conversation continued where we all disused what Regulus would have meant by what he had said. The discussion continued before Ethan suddenly said "They're coming here."

"Who?" I questioned.

"The assholes." Before I could ask what he meant four people had already made their presence known to all of us.

"Hey." Said the voice that was undoubtabley James's.

"What do you and your posies want James?" I asked turning around in my seat.

"They are not me posies." He said sighing.

"Oh really? Then why do they follow you around everywhere?" I countered.

"Y/N I'm not here to fight."

"Then why are you here?" I asked not in the mood to talk to him.

"Sweetheart we come in peace." Said Sirius Black calling me that disgusting nick name.

"Don't call me that." I said getting up.

"Or what?" He countered as stepping closer to me.

"Sirius mate back off." Said Remus making him back away.

"Look I don't want to start anything, I just want to give you this." He said handing me a bracelet made out of seashells, with purple blotches on it.

"Dad sent in the mail today. I have the same one but in red. He said we used to wear these when we were kids." He explained putting in on my hand. "Please wear it today, for good luck and please be safe."

"I'll try to be. You try to be safe as well." I said looking down at my shoes.

"You know I always am." He said cockily earning a slap on the back of his head from me. "Sorry, sorry."

"Hey guys let's go. It's about to start." Said Remus making the both of us look back.

"Wanna come with me?" He questioned.

"I don't see why not." I replied while waking towards the place the task was going t be held.

Poseidon save me.

A/N This is a very long one and will be in two parts. Happy reading!!!!!!!

[kristopher-the-secondth]

I've come to realise that I'm quite disappointed with my High School batch but I'm very proud of the batch that follows us. While almost everyone in my batch are in groups of bullies, some of the younger folks in the batches after us are making protection groups. I'd even gladly say that I managed to take some of them under my wing and protect them, what I didn't expect was that I'd be also protected. I was reminiscing some stuff over music and I came to remembering a moment I had with a junior of mine, I was second year and she was in first year, we'd just become friends at the time. I do my usual routine of going to pick them up for lunch, turns out some other junior had gotten himself acquainted with the people in my batch who'd passed down verbal bullying knowledge and I became the target of juniors in their class, next thing I know my juniors' whole class knew about it and I had to keep quiet, I didn't want to become the senior who shouted at juniors, it'd spread through the school like wildfire and I wouldn't have a peaceful moment. The last thing I expected happened though, hearing my junior's voice crack as her friend joined me outside. She'd pointed out everyone's shamelessness, she was upset about it, I never expected the happy little junior to actually look angry that day. Riddled with emotion, she scolded her classmates and told them to respect elders (which is kinda funny because now the group calls me oldie lmao) and she dashed off, dragging me and her socially anxious best friend with her to the canteen. She was crying so I comforted her, and I ended up crying as well. The lesson here is that be the good example you want the younger folks to be, you don't know how surprised you'd be with how they act if they come to realise that the weirdo senior who isn't ignoring them is a nice person.