#made these to make up for not presenting infront of the class

[rat-lurker]

Drew Lucky for a school slideshow about where I'd travel to; we have Lucky contemplating swimming over the ocean, Lucky holding the Estonian and Irish flag, Lucky crying, Lucky disappointed in the rain (sarcastically, he is holding an umbrella in Ireland, you should expect rain.) and Lucky with stuffed cheeks.

[thebluediner]

ACADEMIC RIVALS WITH BILLIE

•billie who never sits infront in all your classes together unlike you but somehow still gets the same marks as you and sometimes even better.

•billie who makes it a point for the both if you to compare your marks everytime you get a test back.

•billie who smirks and nods her head in humble defeat when you get a higher mark than her. " you got me this time princess"

•billie who comes over to the library not to study but to annoy you with whatever subject she seems fit for that day.

•billie who often whispers words of encouragement that cross the line sometimes. " if you get a higher score than me I may just fuck you as a reward"

•billie who makes inappropriate comments towards you when she catches you studying or reading alone to which she later retaliates and say she's joking."have I ever told you how sexy you look when you're focused" "this sight alone made so horny " " don't look at me like that I was just humouring you I swear "

•billie who always sits next to you in exam rooms just so she can watch you work through the exam.

•billie who joins you at the teachers take when you're fighting for an extra mark.

•billie who wears a smug grin on her face when a teacher refers you to her if you wanted help and they were busy.

•billie who is highkey cocky about how effortlessly smart she is.

•billie who get's shocked when you one day rank higher than her in your entire year.

•billie who takes a load of some of your books when you walk down a crowded hallway blabbering about how she has read some of the books at some point of her life.

•billie who partners with you for group projects because she knows you don't particularly like presenting infront of the class.

•billie who finds it funny when you get annoyed because she answers questions without picking her hand up when you've had your up for a while

•billie who is the school president while your the vice president so you're almost always together.

•billie who proudly congratulates you when you've done better than before. " proud of mama" " you did very good "

•billie who invites you over to her house for when you need to plan an school programmes together.

•billie who starts stupid arguments knowing they'll rile you up for her own enjoyment.

•billie who sees you without your glasses once and internally looses her mind. she starts to uncontrollably blush, her leg bouncing up and down and her heart fluttering.

•billie who sometimes think it's funny to grab whatever worksheet you're working on and runaway with it making you scream her name aloud infront of the school. "billie I'm not playing give it back !" " eilish stop it!" " oh that's new you should call me that more often kinda fuck with it "

[saintzweig]

nsfw patrick zweig x camgirl!reader

–based on this blurb PART TWO HERE

– wrote this with 5 hours of sleep, not proofread because i'm lazy so i apologize in advance for the mistakes or if its shitty :3 wasn't actually going to write this but i couldn't stop thinking about it sooo

it was 3pm on a thursday, you were sat in your history class bored out of your mind. it was your last class of the week and it had only half an hour left but with the way your professor was droning on and on about god knows what, you couldn't wait to get out of here fast enough. 

you had a live scheduled in two hours, as well. you needed enough time to rest and freshen up before you turn your camera on. you did live cams anonymously on some sketchy website just to get by, a cam girl if you will. you grew up in a strict religious household so you've never thought you'd end up doing this but desperate times call for desperate measures, it was an easy way out of your financial problems. plus, if you were careful enough no one would have to find out. its not like you were going to do this forever, only until you graduate and find a job with a decent pay. by then, your account will be deleted and forgotten about, as if it never existed in the first place. 

your mindless scribbling was interrupted when your professor called your name. "l/n, zweig"

your head snapped up to the front and then to patrick zweig who sat two rows infront of you. 

"your presentation will be a week from now, your topic will be on the reconstruction. i expect you'll do a thorough research." 

you quickly wrote down the details as your professor dismissed the class, students rushing to get out of the room while you stayed behind to gather your things. before you knew it, patrick stood infront of you. his backpack slinging over one shoulder and his hands in his pockets. 

you didn't know patrick zweig, you knew of him. a great, cocky tennis player who was supposed to go pro after juniors but his friends, art and tashi, convinced him to accept his standford offer. so he'll have something to fall back on if things don't go to plan. 

you've heard people talk about him, how he's reckless in his plays yet he keeps winning. how he doesn't do anything in class yet he keeps passing. you had to stop yourself from sighing in front of him, is he going to make you do everything? 

"y/n, right?" you've never heard him talk before, atleast not anywhere near you so you were surprised that his voice sounded ... attractive. you took this time to actually look at him, he wore a plain white shirt and denim jeans, which isn't much but he made it look so good. his face was slightly scruffy, his nose statuesque and his pink lips was pulled into a slight smirk. you had no idea why his appearance made your heart beat faster than normal. 

the two of you discussed when to meet, deciding to do the work in your dorm every other day during his free time. so now, on friday evening, you were sat on your desk working on the outline for your project as you wait for him to arrive. 

not long after, there was a knock on your door and patrick entered in his tennis attire, carrying his equipment. "a single room?" he asked with his eyebrow raised, taking in the sight of your room. the white walls adorned with tapestry and posters, your bed covered in a pink bedding and your desk was cluttered with your study materials. 

"i got lucky" you sat on your chair as he settled on your bed, laying on his back in exhaustion. there was something familiar about your room, he just couldn't put his finger on it. has he been here before? did the two of you hook up and he had just forgotten about it? or maybe it's because most dorms look the same, it's probably just similar to tashi's. he put the thought on the back of his mind as you started to discuss your project with him. 

it went surprisingly well the first day, although patrick was stubborn, he knew he couldn't just skip on this project because he'll end up having to do it alone so he decided doing it with you now was the better option. the next day, he got too comfortable that he's so easily distracted. you started bribing him with his own pack of cigarettes, taking it from his hands and putting it under your thigh as the two of you sat across from each other on your bed. 

it was a little difficult to work with him, considering he's not so good at studying but it was fun, you had fun with him. he made jokes that you tried to keep a straight face on but end up laughing so hard your cheeks were starting to hurt. he keeps trying to flirt with you too, which just ends up with you scowling at him and slapping his arm. 

and as soon as he left, you turned your camera on and positioned yourself on your bed. normally, you would only strip and massage your body, never going as far as playing with yourself in front of your viewers. but this time, you couldn't stop thinking about patrick. how big his hands were compared to you, you imagined it wrapped around your wrist, or holding your waist, or choking you. the thought making you squeeze your thighs together. you made soft noises as your massaged your breasts, imagining what it would feel like to feel his hands cupping you. you felt yourself get wet as you pressed your fingers against the fabric of your panties.

tonight's live felt a bit more sensual, it was almost difficult to stop yourself from getting carried away but you needed to be careful. so after an hour, you turned the camera off and placed your laptop under your bed. as soon as you lay back, your hand found its way inside your white, lacy panties. you shiver as the pad of your pointer finger brushed against your sensitive clit, feeling the slick against your skin as your press against your cunt. 

you spent the next hour touching yourself to the thought of patrick using your body, feeling his lips against your skin, lapping up the juices leaking out of you. the sounds you were making were too pornographic that you had to place your hand over your mouth. your fingers covered in your juices as you desperately fucked yourself. it felt like a pretty sight to see that you almost regretted turning your camera off. 

you wanted someone to see you, you wanted him to see what he was doing to you. 

the next time he came over, he had just come straight from tennis practice. his skin was slightly moist with sweat and he wore shorts that rode up his legs when he sat on your bed. you couldn't focus on anything but his thighs. 

“you feeling alright? you're looking kinda red, zoning out too” you blushed, feeling like he just caught you red handed. 

you nod, “yeah, it's just a little hot” 

he smirked, telling you to take your shirt off if it's that hot, he wouldn't mind it at all. you rolled your eyes at his suggestion, turning your attention back to your laptop. you were tempted to do it, it took you everything in your body not to. even with your choice of work, you still had a little bit of self respect and discipline left. 

that night, you ended up touching yourself on camera for the first time. making yourself cum infront of your viewers while they had no idea you were thinking of patrick, again. having your lips on his skin, straddling his lap and feeling his bulge press against your clothed cunt, his hands on your breasts as you bounce on his cock. you made the highest amount of money you've ever made since you've started. but you made sure to tell them it was a one time thing. 

the next evening, was the day before your presentation. patrick was on his way over so the two of you can practice and prepare yourself for tomorrow. 

you bumped into him on your way to the communal bathroom, telling him to go right ahead. 

patrick entered your room, dropping his equipment by the door as usual. instead of laying in your bed like he always does, he sat on your chair. leaning back with his arms crossed as he observed the trinkets on your desk and the photos pinned on the corkboard. 

a few minutes later, you walked in and sat on your bed, facing him. he turned around in your chair to ask you something about the photos but the sight of you on your bed left him dumbfounded. the realization of why your room looks familiar finally came to him, the only reason it took him so long was because the only way he's ever seen it was through the camera, facing the exact direction he's looking at right now. 

you were the anonymous cam girl he had been jerking off to after your sessions, you were the girl he had just sent a hundred dollars to the night before. 

[prettyflyshyguy]

eucalyptus tissues have once again saved me from the torment nexus (the yearly cold/flu that you inevitably will contract every winter) and despite being in and out of bed all day - i have to complete my civic duty so lets do this.

You know the drill. Live slug reaction under the cut.

EP7 lets give it up for EP7

Firstly -- jesus did they not take anytime to give Gura a new uniform because he's barely patched up, and covered in someone elses brain matter and this thumbnail pic looks like they're on the hopper getting ready to EXIT STAGE LEFT

not the ONE MONTH EARLIER timeskip you cant DO THIS TO ME

Ok but like. Bharadwaj did you have to admit infront of the entire group AT A FANCY RESTURAUNT that you and Pin Lee had a bit of a fumble like "Sorry for the discomfort I caused you" GIRL THE WHOLE ROOM CAN HEAR YOU GNILERSNGILAEGNBLIHB

--- wait I'm an idiot they're doing a group sharing thing arent they. They were literally chanting her name a minute ago. Jesus christ the flu's left me one impatient little shit hasnt it LMAOO

Anyway before I move on -- can we talk about how pretty Bharadwaj is in this scene wtfffff

Tiktok voice: WE LISTEN AND WE DON'T JUDGE

STOP THAT STOPPPPPPP I'M IN THIS PICTURE AND I DON'T LIKE IT AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH thank you mr dastmalchian for the performance of my life

Ratthi saying "Who is the next victim!" I'm crying its gonna be gurathin isnt it

THIS BACKGROUND CHARACTER I'M SOBBING

I could write a fucking essay on this scene regarding the class difference, the cultural differences and the undertones. But I have the fucking flu. You're all smart people you can psychically connect with me on this right.

OH. HOMEBOY WAS A SPY. WORKING FOR THE CORPORATION RIM.

GNURIEHGULEAHNURTSGHUIERGHJUIEHGNUERISG

that was a fucking bombshell revelation

Re; him being forced to take substances as a means for coercion and control. Look I'm not sorry this is just making me go bonkers he's just like my best girl O'Byrne for real you guys don't understand the accidental parallels between him and her are sending me into a fucking frenzy. I made her like in 2016 for a story and I swear I've never even heard of murderbot till this show came out I can't believe this holy shit holy fuck

This also adds SO MUCH MORE WEIGHT to how angrily he shut down LLB's suggestion at cracking open a medkit for stimulants (for fun). Initially I got the vibe that it was just a general "thats a stupid fucking idea we need those they're important" but now its like

Ah.

this show's going to make me fucking cry his performance is going to make me fucking cry

This was a very. Very good conversation between these two. I am once again in this picture and I don't like it. Maybe its the sickness, maybe it's because I've been self reflecting, but this hit me in a soft spot.

"My risk assessment module was a piece of crap" yeah yeah alright blame it on the fucking module ya dickhead go on then hahahahahahahahahahahaa idiot

GOD AS really just has an incredibly imposing figure combined with excellent camera work to make this thing look deeply unsettling. Great body acting. Great framing. I love a good freak 10/10

THE WAY EVERYONE INSTINCTIVELY JERKS BACK HOLY SHIT OF;IJEIRGHALIERHJA;EOGHJEOSJGH

YESSSSSSS YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSS HAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH MY GOD THE WRITERS GET IT. THEY REALLY GET IT. THEY REALLY REASLLY GET IT HAHA YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

"I'm asking you to please get in the hopper. Unless you feel like dying.

I-I mean from them. Not from me."

screaming crying throwing up this show is both so so so fucking funny and just hits such a particular itch I have in character dynamics and the monstrous I'm cackling. Every time it awkwardly stutters or fumbles its words when it realises it came across wrong for how it's trying to present itself I feel giddy ("you're not disturbing. Me." when it was trying to hide and now THIS)

"You should be afraid of me. Please don't be afraid of me." real shit I'm slurping this up like the chicken soup I made last night

this is just like when I watched Supernatural for the first time last year and it made me go insane and I doubled down on writing my own story after and now murderbot is fuelling me now you dont understanddddddddd I'm going to explode if I dont publish Virtual Ground in some capacity by the end of this year

I have to. This show makes me want to make my own damn story better and stronger and get this shit out there SO BAD

RATTHI I LOVE YOU BUT I'M STRUGGLING TO WATCH THIS SCENE THE 2ND HAND EMBARRASSMENT WILL KILL ME

"Cooool. Okay good talk."

SOBBING

"Aah thank you so much for the concern."

"I didn't indicate concern, I was stating a fact."

bitch I need them to get locked inside a room for 12 hours. I need them to have to undertake a duos mission forcibly. I need them to have to cooperate on a highly specialised task that they both are required to participate in and cannot do alone completely.

Do you understand it makes me physically ill

"Ungrateful." WELL WELL WELL IF IT ISNT THE ACTIONS OF MY OWN CONSEQUENCES IRHTGALUHGELGAEULRH

Love that this is just one humungous miscommunication error on full display on both human and construct sides. Both cannot quite understand how the other operates and at this fundamental base incompatibility it results in both struggling and tension constantly forming. Impeccable. Waiter can I have another serving please.

ALSO IT'S STUPID LITTLE GRUMPY WALK AWAY HAHAHA

Thank you Mensah voice of reason (and I'm crying at everyone consistently not pronouncing LBB's name right)

"I was one whole confused entity" UGH WHAT A GOOD LINE

once again I love how this show uses subtle chromatic aberration to show when MB's having a moment of mind palace imagination.

"Circle"

"Nope."

"Absolutely not."

NFGBUIERAUHGULIJEHGLIHBERSUTGHUISLRTHGLUSRHG

You guys didn't even *try* and explain to it what you're doing and why, you just assumed it'd understand!! You need to talk to it!! You need to tell it what this whole thing is! Just like Gurathin "I'm not very good at this game" you have to communicate it!!!!!!!!!!!!

oK i've just been absorbing the entire outside-the-hopper conversation and its good food your honor. No one is happy. Everyone's getting snappy. No one has a good plan. Everyones confused and upset. Uguialerhguhga

CRICKEY, WHAT A BEAUTY!!!

BLIMEY!!!!

Ok that took a shocking and unexpected turn

I'm not going to comment on this

YEP.

God.

PIN LEE I'M SOBBING I ALSO DON'T WANT TO LOOK AT THEM

THIS FUCKING FIGHT CHOREOGRAPHY IS SO FUNNY

BHARADWAJ COMING IN WITH THE ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And then they confiscated their clubs and my rock...

sorry that's a shockingly specific reference to a Dead Kennedy's track in which the frontman just tells a story. Anyway here's a relative timestamp to the quote.

ANYWAY. That's not the flu talking, I have a habit of just quoting that.

If I had a dollar for every time there was robot vore in this show I'd have two dollars. You know the rest.

once again I am looking respectfully at the robot gore on this show however

"We're going. You can come. If you want."

Loving the emphasis on the reality that MB has a choice. It's shitty and pissy about it and it sure does love to complain but it's chosen, thus far, to protect them. It's chosen multiple steps of the way to be helpful.

It's still not entirely clear to the prexaux crew that thats the case (bar Mensah. She gets it the most.) but I think they're starting to recognise it a little more. The focus, care and attention it gave when the worm showed up was the biggest indication.

But MB itself also deeply struggles to recognise the whys and the hows of how prexaux approach it and feel about it. Cause after all it's just one whole confused entity. Aren't we all.

Anyway. I'm still not satisfied in the Gurathin reveals. I need to know so much more. I'm so fucking hungry. This only furthers my theory that he was augmented against his will. It's thrown a jerry can onto the bonfire actually.

I swear to god it wont happen this season but if we get a season 2 (I know the books go different places hear me out) I NEED MB and Gurathin to go on a shitty little duo mission together where they're forced to hang out and cooperate on something IT'S LIKE LIFE SUPPORT TO ME.

IF THE SHOW WON'T WRITE IT, I WILL.

Anyway I love that, once again, everyone has problems, and half of them arise from communication breakdowns. And it feels like we're getting closer to a breakthrough of mutual understanding. Mensah does your back hurt from how much you're carrying right now.

Now this meme comes with inevitable 'parent' connotations -- put those aside for a sec because it's not about that it's about her being the one fucking thing thats keeping two very chaotic forces together (everyone else in presaux and MB) and stopping them from destroying themselves or each other

Anyway. My whole body aches. I feel so fucking ill. I'm worried I've said something really stupid or nonsensical or a bad take here -- flu brain's got me paranoid.

I love you Gurathin you make me want to write my own story so much more and I swear to god I'm gonna make this a thing. I hope I can make Virtual Ground a mere fraction of how enjoyable this show's been to experience.

[feelfreetopleasemexo]

In response to this ask

Bakugo was an excellent student. Im not talking about personality wise, he was still as much of an asshole as ever in class, but he was a straight A student, so much so that as everyone had English with Present Mic, he was so far ahead in the curriculum that they decided to give him a free period so he could fit in some more training. Usually he would hit the gym, try to refine his quirk, work out better ways to spin mid air, just generally build up more muscle mass, but today…today was different.

After nearly banging your head on your desk because you couldn’t quite work out the logistics of the worksheet infront of you, you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. Then again. And again. It was kacchan, he had sent you a selfie of him flexing his muscles in the gym mirror, then a few texts,

Meet me outside the gym in 5.

I’ve got something I wanna show you.

Move your ass.

You quickly raised your hand and asked to be excused to use the bathroom, Mic agreed and as you swiftly left your seat you made your way to the gyms doors, checking behind you constantly that nobody saw you walk in the complete opposite direction of the toilet block. As you turned the corner, you saw him leant against the gym doorway, tight compression shirt soaked in sweat, his baggy joggers clinging to his hips dangerously low. He looked up at you and smirked, putting his phone away, pulling you into his embrace. As he planted a quick kiss to your lips, you giggled and asked him what this surprise was you just HAD to see. His eyes grew dark as he looks down at you, his chiseled jaw almost casting a shadow at you underneath him, as his devilish smirk grew wider.

“This.” Short and sharp, he twisted and forced you against the wall, his arm encasing you like a prisoner, you couldnt help but feel like prey trapped underneath a wild animal about to be devoured. He reached his other hand around to squeeze your ass and his lips pressed hard against your neck, his teeth gently nipping at your skin. As he felt your body hum, he started to bite, sucking your flesh in between his teeth, and the more he felt your body press into his, the harder he bit. You reached your hands to his biceps and started squeezing, feeling your fingers dig into his hard muscles, barely making a dent at all, as he finally released your skin, and started kissing up your jaw to find your lips. He suddenly used both hands to grab your ass and picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he pushed you hard into the gym door. He held you up effortlessly, then started to put a hand to your throat, squeezing slightly, his grin making your teeth clash. His tongue danced around yours, teasing you so you had to reach yours further into his mouth, when suddenly you hear a door slam to your right.

There stood monoma, with a disgustingly proud smirk strewn across his face.

“Well well well, looks like we’ve got someone playing hookie. Or hickie I should say,” he says glancing at the bruise beaming from your neck. “Yano who I think would LOVE this? Mr Aizawa. Or better yet…” He glanced down to his watch, “Present Mic is teaching English right now is he not?” The smirk grew wider as his eyes snapped back to meet ours. Flustered, you tried to wiggle out of kacchans grasp, but his fingers tightened locking you in place.

“Stop watching and fuck off you weasel.” Kacchans hands started to heat, almost burning your trousers as smoke started to rise from his palms. Monoma laughed, pulling out his phone to take a photo of us, but kacchan released one hand and fired off a spark blowing his phone up nearly. “No wank bank material for you here, extra.”

As monoma ran off, screaming obscenities at us, kacchans head hung low, letting a sigh fall from his lips as he turned to look back at you.

“You best run off back to mic sweetheart, you just know he’s gone to tell anyone and everyone who’ll listen.” He held your face and gently peppered your soft lips with feather like kisses. As he lowered you, he smacked your ass as you walked away, you turned to see him wink and snarl at you, letting out a slight moan as you turned back away from him.

[etherealhannie]

( oneshot ) ،، lipstick stamp ،، ⌇ 승철

pairing .ᐟ nerdy!seungcheol × mean!fem!reader genre .ᐟ college au , crush word count .ᐟ 0.7k song rec. .ᐟ fall in love alone - stacey ryan

click clack click clack

the sound of clacking heels fills up the bustling hall, as the red chunky heels steps on the marble floor, leaving trace of her present. it belongs to nobody other than her, the infamous chwe y/n.

with her sharp tongue and sharper intellect, she ruled the academic scene. professors admired her brilliance, but peers tread carefully around her acid wit. beneath her icy exterior, a butterfly lives in her snowy garden.

a guy named choi seungcheol has been her main attention. he was everything she wasn't. a quiet, introverted and intensely focused, he excelled in his studies with a passion that burns the desire in y/n to have him. his faded-orange hair, thick glasses, good baggy fashion sense and habit of pouting his lips when scrabbling in his ever-present notebook only added to his nerdy charm.

or when he rests himself on a tree, closing his eyes and listening to music with wired earphones, as wind gently messes his soft hair. only God knows how heaven he looks in your eyes.

you halt your steps when you reach the study booth, where he likes to spend his time. a grins stamps on your lips, as you confidently walked up to him with a cherry flavored lollipop in your mouth. as the distance gets nearer and nearer, you can actually feel the nervousness take over. damn y/n, just do it!

once you're actually in front of the table he studied, you knock on it as he's too focused on his notebook, unaware of the surroundings. as he started to move his head from the book, to your white lacy tights and up to your face.

the urge to not kiss him when his pouty lips and his doe eyes looking straight into your orbs. Lord, have mercy on me. his thick eyebrows frown, puzzled by your presence.

“yes?”

that one word almost makes you squeal like a giddy girl. you keep your posture straight and cross your arms with the lollipop in your hands. you lean your side on the wall.

“i need your notes from our previous lecture.” you declared, though it was more an order than a request.

“why?” he asked, genuinely puzzled. “you didn't miss a lecture today.”

“just give them to me.” you snapped, rolling your eyes.

with a sigh, seungcheol handed his notebook that he reads previously. as you took it, his fingers brushed briefly against yours, sending a jolt through you. you turned your heel and marched away, leaving a confused seungcheol staring after you.

later that evening, you sat in your dorm room, seungcheol’s notebook open on her desk. you couldn't help but admire his meticulous handwriting and detailed notes. it was then that you noticed a small, doodled heart in the corner of one page, next to a formula that we had discussed in class. the sight made her smile.

mom, your daughter is really in love right now. you close the notebook and laid on your bed, still smiling like crazy.

gosh , what a man you are, choi.

the next day, you returned the notebook. you found seungcheol in his second favorite spot, library, buried in a stack of books. without a word, you dropped it on the table infront of him. he looked up, surprised to see her.

“thanks,” he said awkwardly.

you nodded and turned to leave, but then paused. a sly smirk pasted on your lips as your hands rummaged through your bag and pulled a tube of bright red lipstick. seungcheol watched, bewildered, as you applied it with practiced precision. before he could say anything, you leaned over and pressed your lips firmly on against the cover of his notebook, leaving a bold, red imprint.

“there,” you said, as your voice sounds softer than usual. “a little trace of mine”

seungcheol stared at the notebook, then at her, his cheeks flushing a deep crimson. “why… why did you do that?” he stammered.

you shrugged, a small smile playing on your lips. “maybe i wanted to leave my mark on what's about to be mine. see you around, cheollie.”

as you walked away, seungcheol was still processing what just happened. the nickname, and the red lips mark on his notebook. he touched the lipstick mark, a smile creep on his face. for the first time, he saw beyond y/n’s harsh exterior to the complex, intriguing person beneath. what have gotten into you, choi seungcheol.

[letmebeyourcrrsh]

So you LIKE like me?

jeongin x fem!reader

warnings: should be non

genre: school crush

summary: you are the best friend of han jisung. you had switched to his school, where you met all of his friends, and instantly fell in love with I.N

it was your first day in this new school. a whole new chapter of your life! you had problems with your old class, so you finally decided to switch into your bestfriends school! han jisung was literally shining when he saw you stepping into his classroom.. he was so happy to finally have his bestfriend here! ofcourse he didnt even let you find a seat.. he quickly dragged you to where his 7 other friends were, so he could introduce you.. the boys were all so nice. so sweet that you instantly started liking them. but there was this one boy…

his name is yang jeongin.. and the moment he smiled at you so charming.. you knew you were cooked.

after class jisung texted you..

Jisung: UGH i still cant get over the fact you are here with me now!! You: IKR!! I shouldve switched earlier! Jisung: school will be so fun from now on! You: Well I am sure it wasnt boring before.. BUT YES!!! Jisung: anyways! Soooo.. what do you think about my friends? They are cool right? They were also really excited to finally meet you! You: oh is that so? thats good to hear! Your friends are awsome! I wasnt even worried to meet them, for how nice they were to me Jisung: felix almost bought you flowers.. as a welcome gift.. You: oh.. hes so sweet hm? Jisung: cute sunshine :3 OH AND HEY!!! This is an important question!!!! By any chance… did you fall for Innie… 🗿? You: WHATTTT!? Jisung: No seriously.. girl it is only your first day.. You: jisung wtf what are you talking about!? Jisung: I AM YOUR BESTFRIEND!!! I saw how you were looking at him.. I havent seen this face on you for the first time.. so i know damn well what that means You: NOO!!! IT DOESNT MEAN THAT!! I swear I am all good!! I was just looking.. Jisung: „ just looking “ Jisung: You looked like you were imagining wedding.. You: NO I WASNT? Jisung: dont worry girl i got you!

and that is how jisung added you to the groupchat...

Minho: ew who did you add. Jisung: Shut up thats literally my baby Minho: ew wtf? Minho: wait oh.. Felix: HIII!!!! You: hello! I.N: Heyy Hyunjin: OH IT IS THE NEW GIRLY!! HEYYY Seungmin: wow she already made it into this chat? Jisung: She is my best friend duh ofcourse she did Changbin: I AM SORRY?! I had to dance infront of the whole class mid presentation.. JUST SO YOU WOULD ADD ME?! Seungmin: sucks to be you. That was definitely NOT worth it Felix: heyyy... but if not this chat.. who would i spam tiktoks to? Seungmin: thats the problem Felix. Nobody watches them. Chan: i do.. Felix: Thank you Chan…. Felix: Anyways we are happy to have you here Y/N! Very happy to have you in our friendgroup! You: Thank you Felix! That means a lot :> Hyunjin: Are you single? You: ..yes I am.. Hyunjin: I am single too yk.. Jisung: Hyunjin no.. Hyunjin: But-..? I.N: no hyunjin… Hyunjin: But she is handsome.. Chan: Hyunjin stop..

you laughed a little at hyunjin.. also smiled a lot at the compliment. what a funny guy! but still you kinda wished that it would be jeongin instead… saying this..

a few weeks passed.. and a lot happened in these weeks! first of all.. jisung just would NOT stop teasing you and jeongin. it always embarrassed you so much.. but luckily jeongin always took it as a joke..

also you and the boys hanged out like A LOT!!

you had sweet study sessions with channie.. he would always help you with your homework, or to get ready for the next test!

minho and you went to a cat cafe a few times.. he even promised to show you his own cats! but it never came to that-

you also joined changbin in the gym a few times! it was so fun!!

hyunjin never stopped flirting with you.. but it all is jokingly! you sometimes even flirt back, which makes you both actually be really close friends!

the most of your freetime you spend with hannie tho. obviously.. he is your best friend after all. half of your hangouts were mostly about trying to get you closer to innie…

together with felix, you had baked brownies! a loooot of times.. you just LOVE them and gladly join to help him!

seungmin and you often work on pranks… you and him just love to team up to prank the other guys.. and it is always so fun!

while you and jeongin… well.. lets say you actually arent that close. honestly.. not close AT ALL.. as much as you try.. you just cant be close to him! the crush was getting worse and worse every single day.. and each and everytime you see innie… you just forget how to talk! you start getting so so nervous.. and so he wont find out, you decided it would be better to avoid him..  avoid him so badly that he himself started to feel bad..

I.N: Jisung Jisung: BABYBREAD!!! What you want? I.N: dont call me that. I.N: but ye so.. i wanted to ask you- does Y/N have some problem with me? Jisung: huh? What do you mean I.N: i mean she clearly does not like me or something.. does she find me weird? Or did i maybe do something- Jisung: wait why would you think that- I.N: Its obvious hyung. She likes EVERYONE but not me. She hangs out with EVERYONE, but i am being avoided. Like what did i do wrong? Maybe id also want to hangout and like game with her or something. But i just feel like… 9th wheel of a bus with 8 wheels— Jisung: oh innieeee dont worrryyy! She does not find you weird. She really does like you too I.N: then why is she acting like a stranger towards me? Han. You really should talk to her. And then tell me what her problem with me is. I really need to know. Jisung: honestly jeongin… why dont you do that yourself? I.N: no why would I? she avoids me so why would i talk to her Jisung: Just do it innie. Itll make way more sense then if i would.

you almost fell of your chair when you saw a message from jeongin pop up on your screen. omg omg why would he text you?! did you do something wrong? omg does he want to hangout? wait or.. wait no really.. what does he want from you-?

Jeongin: hey You: oh! hi innie! Jeongin: ye so i wanted to ask you something You: oh.. what is it? Jeongin: so like- please dont get me wrong.. i am just really curious- are you avoiding me? You: huh Jeongin: it just feels like you are- because.. you talk very well with everyone. But with me you are just.. idk- we barely talk- i mean it must sound weird of me to ask that.. but i just really want to know. Because you are such a sweet girl! And id love to talk to you more.. but even if I try, you dont let me. You: oh.. hey i am sorry- i didnt mean to make you feel like that- Jeongin: its alright i guess.. i just wanted to know- why you are doing that. Is it maybe because you and hyunjin are secretly dating? You: WHAT?! No wtf Jeongin: who knows.. you both are so flirty that maybe yall are dating- and hyunjin hates the fact u talk to others- You: ye nah- thats funny. But thats not true. He aint my type at all Jeongin: then are you avoiding me because you are annoyed at the fact that jisung teases you and me all the time? You: Jeongin no- its nothing from what you are saying and are about to say- Jeongin: what is it then? You: Jeongin.. just dont think of nothing bad okey? I dont have nothing against you- but still i will not tell you- i am sorry.. Jeongin: whatever then..

another week had passed.. and you started to regret everything.. why didnt you just tell him? maybe hed accept it- maybe he wouldnt judge the fact that he is your crush.. because the fact that you didnt tell him.. it ruined everything. now jeongin himself avoids you.. did you hurt him? or is he just doing what you „ want “ him to do…

you felt so bad that after class you once again texted han jisung..

You: Jisung i messed up.. Jisung: I assume its about jeongin? You: yes it is… Jisung: alright..? You: i must have hurt him! Jisung: You are overreacting- You: no i am not!! Now HE avoids me!! And i did NOT want that to happen!! Jisung: Y/N just talk to him… and tell him everything- before you make it worse. You: HAN!! How do you imagine that?! If id randomly tell him its all because i have feelings for him!! I dont even want to know how he would react!!! Jeongin: YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON ME?!

this was the end… what happened?! where did he come from..? you took a look at the chat.. and realised, it was the groupchat all along. and the boys had been reading without saying anything.. ugh!! that is when you started to panic very badly.. you felt so bad all of a sudden.. what do you say now? what will jeongin say now? should you just leave the chat and block everyone? oh and change school!!

Seungmin: damn she died. Minho: ikr.. its been 10 minutes already- Chan: just leave her alone.. i guess she is still shocked- Hyunjin: she choose me over innie.. WHATEVER i love my maknae too! My two babys together would be double baby attack! Jeongin: hyung.. Felix: no but you shouldve told her its the wrong chat- Jisung: she shouldve been careful… and also- if i would this would still keep going. Felix: ye but its kinda rude.. Changbin: Poor her!! Chan: Guys lets just not talk in here for a bit- be respectful Seungmin: acting like she actually died now.. You: guys i wanna apologize.. this is really embarrassing right now- and jeongin- i am also sorry.. for acting like a little child Jeongin: No Y/N- its alright.. Hyunjin: no one ever had a crush on jeongin so hes probably happy right now….. Jeongin: hyunjiiin!! Jeongin: no but to make sure- so you ACTUALLY have a crush on me? And THAT is why you were avoiding me? You: Ye- Jeongin: thats kinda stupid.. usually people do everything to be closer to their crushes- and you were doing everything just to not see me. You: funny right- Jeongin: so you like LIKE like me fr? Minho: bro YES You: ye what minho said- Jeongin: someone can actually LIKE like me-? You: yes jeongin- Hyunjin: jeongin i see you typing.. stop typing.. stop asking these useless questions.. Jeongin: man.. what do i say then Jisung: INVITE HER ON A DATE!!! You: JISUNG?! Felix: why not.. that would be cute :3 ! Jeongin: Ye? Seungmin: ye. Jeongin: okey then Y/N- we should actually go on a date.. For you to make up for all the time you were avoiding me!! You: wait like an actual date date..? Minho: YES!! Gosh why are you both so stupid.. JISUNG: SAY YES SAY YES!!! You: wtf ofcourse id say yes!!?? Jeongin: really? Minho: JEONGIN YES!!! No i am seriously leaving.. Jeongin: omg thats insane- You: ikr.. Jisung: now kiss You and Jeongin: JISUNG!!

this is the end-! or atleast of this part- but i cant promise to do another part! only if people would actually want it. and also i want to say sorry for it being written so funny.. its my first ever small story! so please dont judge :>

if you actually like it ! then id be really happy! and i hope i will be able to improve and become better!!

thanks for reading till the end!

[candybarz]

thinking about masochist!armin

warnings: anal (armin reciving), armins dick is mentioned alot, just masochist armin, no gendered reader or both gendered

not proofread

masochist!armin who originally was never a masochist but that all changed when he saw you

masochist!armin who's thoughts started getting more and more lewd when he saw you being aggressive

masochist!armin whos dick was throbbing one night when he thought about you slapping him senseless

masochist!armin who would bit his lip till the taste off blood entered his mouth while bucking his hips forward into his fist aggressively wanting more all because of that one thought

masochist!armin who jerked off to the thought of you grabbing his throat and calling him names, goose bumps shooting across his skin

masochist!armin who came to his afternoon classes and the sex gods must have heard his prayers when you turned in the crowded hallway while swinging your arms around to hit your friend and accidentally hit him in the dick

masochist!armin who probably came right then and there as he whimpered a little "its okay." trying not to moan infront of you

masochist!armin who beat his dick numb when he got back to his house, moan all types of things into his pillow.

masochist!armin who wishes you could slap his dick while calling him a little whore

masochist!armin who probably bust his pants when you told him to "stop being a little bitch" when his friends were teasing him

masochist!armin who only told his best friend eren about this "problem" he had and eren set up a whole secret plan

masochist!armin who went to a party eren begged him to go to because "it will be a party you'll never forget." not knowing what it meant

masochist!armin who gets roped into truth or dare after watching you dance around in the hot outfit you were wearing

masochist!armin who gets asked "whats something no one knows about you?" and admits he was a big masochist.

masochist!armin who plays never have i ever and surprised everyone when they asked if anyone has ever came to the sound of someones voice

masochist!armin who gets told by eren that theres a present for him upstairs as everyone started to leave the party.

masochist!armin who gasped when he saw you upstairs waiting for him with a smile, a sadistic one.

masochist!armin who looks at you as you tell him you've always had a crush on him and eren told you that he likes you.

masochist!armin whos dick imprint is well shown on his sweat pants as he tried to cover it but you stop him saying that your totally fine with him being like that around you.

masochist!armin who is shocked when you asked if you could help him with his fantasies.

masochist!armin who nods his head like a starving animal while you played with his sweats waistband

masochist!armin who jaw is slacked watching you suck gis dick like you were hungry, making him whimper and his eyes filled with tears

masochist!armin who lets the loudest moan possible escape from his lips as you squeezed his dick and pinched his nipple

masochist!armin who is filled with joy when you said he could be as loud as he wants because eren said it was okay

masochist!armin whos dick is getting jerked off while you bite him causing his head to spin like crazy

masochist!armin who IMMEDIATELY gets hard again when you pull out your dick (fake or not) and asked if he wants to be fucked

masochist!armin who is bent over taking your dick/strap like there was no tomorrow making him moan your name for the world to hear. "ngh-fuck me harder please, i cant take it anymore faster haah~"

masochist!armin who drools on the pillow moaning as you smack his ass watching it jiggle as your balls hit his with every thrust you made

masochist!armin who is so loud the whole house could here it and all of armins friends were secretly cheering him on thinking it was you moaning but only eren knew as they talked about how he was "fucking your shit up"

masochist!armin who now has a cock ring on as you gave him hickeys all over his body, he lets out the sluttiest moans whimper for more

masochist!armin who is now balls deep into you as he huffs and whimpers at the feeling of being inside of you while your praising him.

masochist!armin who bust a fat hot load into you making you moan at the feeling as he collapsed onto you while pushing his cum straight back into you

masochist!armin who is now friends with benefits with you (everyone thinks your dating)

we all love masochist!armin right?

[psychesalcove]

drowning in a swimming pool (doing drugs is really cool), take a sip and then it's gone (it's a hit, not just the song)

♡ aiden clark x fem. reader

sypnosis. there's no denying aidens an adrenaline junkie. most of the time, he gets it by being in the phantom realm, recklessly driving, or just being a stupid teenager. the thing that he gets the most adrenaline from? being with you.

tw. like one swear word (idk if that's a trigger or not), not proofread at all :`(

"why aren't you out doing something else?" you grumbled as you pushed aidens hand away from your face for the tenth time in five minutes. you were catching up on english work you didn't do in class—or at least attempting to. aiden had invited himself over, and he was now desperately trying to get your attention on him.

"because i want to do something else with you," aiden all but whined, flopping onto your bed very, very dramatically. "can't you take at least an hour off?" he asked, proping himself up on his elbows to look at you on the floor hunched over scattered papers.

you rolled your eyes playfully. "what's there even to do in this town anyway?" as you said that, you were already starting to put away your highlighters and reaching for your shoes.

aiden grinned as usual, realizing you caved in. "claire's?" he asked—even though you already knew that's where the two of you would end up; he loved that store with everything in him.

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as soon as the two of you entered the mall, aiden made a beeline for claries. he grabbed your hand in the process, dragging you with him. the mall was pretty vacant—as it always was—it haven't been redesigned since the 80s, so everything was outdated and most people preferred to go elsewhere.

claries was one of the few 'modern' businesses that was there; a lot of the stores consisted of old antique shops and a few shitty coffee places.

the employee raised their head at the sound of footsteps approaching quickly, their grimace present on their face when they realized they would have to watch you two to make sure you didn't steal anything.

adien gasped loudly, paying no mind to the worker, and dragged you (again) over to a display. "this would literally go so well with my clothes!" he exclaimed, grabbing a stich backpack with his hand that wasn't holding yours.

"definitely," you giggled, though you weren't sure if he was fully joking with the statement. "have you ever gotten any of their earrings?" you asked, sussesfully getting aidens attention away from the lilo and stich display you where at.

"obviously! where'd you think i got those hello kitty earrings?" he laughed, walking the two of you over to another display.

you remembered those earrings—aiden claimed that they were his prized possession until you had made him a bracelet a couple weeks later. that had very quickly replaced his favorite item he owned.

"do you wanna get matching necklaces?" aiden suddenly asked, pulling you out of your thoughts. you looked over at aiden, who had his head tilted slightly, a smile still on his face as always. his smile was always different with you before you even started dating. it was softer, and held a sense of care in it; instead of his usual smile, which was just a maniac grin, according to tyler.

"of couse," you laughed, eyes scanning over the pairs of necklaces displayed infront of you. "which ones do you like?" you asked, bumping his shoulder with your own.

"i like them all," he shrugged. "i want you to pick whichever ones you like the most," you smiled at his words, and countinued looking through the jewelry.

"what about these?" you asked, grabbing them and holding them up to aiden. the necklaces were a sun and moon; a pretty standard matching set. it fit the two of you though.

aiden was like the light in the darkness. he always found a way to find good in every situation, place, person—everything. that had helped you a lot, especially with the phantom realm and everything that came along with that. aiden was the night light that guided your path; something you would cherish forever.

aiden light up as soon as his eyes scanned over the necklaces. "those are perfect!" he beamed, leaning over to press a quick kiss to your cheek. "i'll go buy them and then we'll go get food somewhere," aiden explained before walking up to the counter.

you guess he did see that the employee was watching the two of you—he liked occasionally steal things just for the fun of it, but he didn't like doing it when he knew he would be caught.

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after aiden got the jewelry, the two of you walked out into the main area of the mall. "can we put them on now?" aiden asked, practically buzzing with the energy in him.

"c'mere," you said, taking the necklace out of the packaging and signaling for aiden to turn around. he obeyed, turning his back to you so you could put the necklace on. the task was finished quickly—and he did the same for you, though it took a bit longer for him to get the clasp attached.

as you turned around, aiden quickly pressed a kiss to your lips before pulling away just as fast so he could admire your moon necklace that now adorned your neck. "it really suits you," he mused.

aiden then brought his necklace up to yours, allowing the two to mesh together and become one.

the sun and the moon—or—aiden and you.

he smiled, looking at you as you looked down at the necklaces. he was beyond lucky to have you. sure, the excitement he got from knocking out phantoms or jumping off of his roof was nice, but this feeling would never compare.

the feeling of being with you. it made him feel whole, like anything was possible, that absolutely nothing else mattered besides the two of you. that's the feeling he loved the most.

title from: summer 2000 baby — tv girl and george clanton

[sakumz]

a/n : me rn. the lecturer is a liar OMG we were given time to make presentation slides and it's group work not individual so we could constantly ask him to check bro checked everyone's group and the other day I asked how to up my grade since he said he'll give everyone a C for standard and then we just work our ways to up that grade and when I asked him how he gave advise and I follow with it. mf still give me a goddam C. sorry for the rant lmao

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[ a. rayne x fem reader ]

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frustrated. that's the feeling you felt at the current moment, clutching hard on the paper your professor handed you. the poor paper crumpled beneath your fingers. the magical students around you were clearly aware of your ominous aura.

" what's wrong? " max whispers on your ear as you jolt from his sudden presence.

" that stupid professor is a liar. he said I could up my grade if my report was about a rare mystical beast, it didn't matter if I could study its behaviour physically. just from a book research is fine. there's obviously no change from the grade! it's still the same C from last exam too. " you ranted off as other students too, felt bad for you. you were just following what that professor said, he should've done you better.

" hey. is it true? what y/n said, " rayne questions, standing tall behind the professor.

" w-what do you mean? " the professor cowers in fear for his head.

" you know what I'm talking about, the research report. ring any bells or must i hit you on the head to make you remember. im sure other students have fallen trap to your grading system. " he says with truth.

" fine, everyone gets a free A! " the professor pushes away the partisan sword near his face as he made a run for the door. the class cheers and thanks rayne before leaving.

leaving you, max and rayne alone in the classroom. rayne makes his way over.

" thanks for what you did earlier. " you flash him a smile.

" yeah I'm surprised you would do all that. aren't you afraid if this gets reported to the other divine visionary? they could take away that title, its like abusing your title! " max spoke.

" it's not really abusing my title, I'm just bringing out the truth and besides what he did was wrong. he lied to his students, he shouldn't be a teacher if he can't keep his promises. " rayne replies.

" aw you're so cute, " you stood up from your seat and gave rayne a pinch to his cheeks, he blushed at the sudden contact but smiles.

" he likes you, you know. " max whispers to your ear, loud enough for rayne to hear as max makes a dash out of the classroom.

" what, really? " rayne couldn't help but uncharacteristically blush harder.

" n-no-..."

" I like you too, " you confess, giving him a kiss to his cheek as he calms down a little.

" thank you, I will protect you and I love you alot. " he pulls your body close, giving you a hug.

" also is it true, you have rabbits in your dorm? let's go I wanna see. " you grab his hand, pulling him out of the classroom.

he didn't say no but walked infront to lead you to his room. the day was spent playing with the rabbits as both awaits for max to return. rayne would put on a good show and beat him for embarrassing him infront of his crush.

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ngl after writing this I feel very cheated on omg fcking lecturer 😭😭😭😭 anyone wanna be moots just drop your discord in my inbox or sum o want moots to talk to HAJSJSKAKS

[verystrxxwberry]

Hii, so i love reading your writing is so good 🥹🥹.

So I was thinking if you can do a MCL hcs (not new gen) for all the boys, or just Armin and Lysander of reader, gender neutral, being anxious on a presentation they have to give Infront of the class. I just really need comfort and if you can write if thanks.

Byee.

MY CANDY LOVE HSL; anxious of public speaking!

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: HSL routes, fluff, sfw, comfort, when the reader gets anxious for an oral presentation in class, misspellings probably mb. ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Oh, I kinda get this fear- All my advices will be written down in the headcanons, so I hope it is useful for any of you! Remember that life is one and you should enjoy the experience, try to control that fear and do not make yourself go through a bad moment for something that will be forgotten in a day! Since you didn’t specify which mcl game, I focused on hsl for the topic- If you want another version with the rest of the routes you can request it once requests are open!

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NATHANIEL

He also had to face getting anxious about speaking in public as he had to be the face of the classroom and give a good impression. Nathaniel had to learn how to speak properly in front of teachers and the whole class to be a good example and communicate correctly some ideas.

No matter the confidence he might show, he still feels terrified of messing it up and that becoming a chain of negative consequences.

When the words “oral presentation” left the teachers mouth, there was a collective sigh. Nath couldn’t show a negative reaction towards it but he hated the idea, plus he noticed your panic.

Nath will offer to practice it together. To face a fear you must attempt to face it, you must accept that you’re afraid of that and mentalize that you want to change it. He will be there to help you, giving you advice about the things you should improve.

“Eye contact..”, “try to communicate with your hands”, “explain, do not memorize anything”, “focus on communicating the message, do not try to be so perfect”, “bring a bottle of water with you”.

He’ll make you practice until those mistakes are missing. Mastering public speaking can take some time. Every time you practice, it gets a little bit easier. That’s why you’d start preparing the project soon.

Before you started the presentation he told you, “while you present half of the class will be preparing for their own presentations, so don’t worry and take your time”.

During the presentation he wouldn’t do any sign, he’d simply nod to your words and listen attentively to you. He’d have a subtle smile on his lips. He doesn’t want to distract you.

Once you finished your presentation, he squeezed your shoulder and said “you did much better than you can imagine”.

CASTIEL

The type of student who knew there was an oral presentation and still improvised because it isn’t that important for him. Even if it goes wrong, it’s not the end of the world.

Seeing you so distressed about it made him worried and confused. He’d sit with you and ask you what is the thing that makes you stressed the most about an oral presentation.

At first he’d think about asking the teacher if you could do the oral presentation in private with the teacher, trying to adapt the situation to your nervousness. But the chance of that request being rejected was very high.

So it was time to work on this anxiety.

He’d give you several pieces of advice such as recording yourself to analyze your position, volume and breathing. You must be able to critique yourself but without dragging you down. It must be an objective critique. 

You’d need to know what you are talking about, that’s why it is important to be yourself the one doing the project, searching the information and writing it down. If you do the research and you read calmly the information for anything, you’d be able to explain it better as you are the one putting that effort for your project and not anyone else or an ai…

Seeing you in a cycle of stress will get him soft. He’d cup your cheeks and say “we’re all going to die, do you think people will remember this presentation in 10 years? You’re overthinking it too much”.

Small dates after each one of your practices to unwind (or he might bring you snacks every now and then)

The day it happens he’d be attentive only to your presentation. As always, a pocker face. Yet after classes he’s going to reward you for your good job.

LYSANDER

Another one who is pretty familiar with feeling anxious before exposing himself in public, both in projects or his own concerts. Somehow he always seems calm, always talking slowly and not fearing the silence.

He wouldn’t realize that you are anxious over the project coming up, so you’d be the one asking him for advice related to that topic.

Lys would share his thoughts and tips with you;

If you feel anxious about public speaking, you better know that the anxiety will always be there because you worry about the results of your efforts. You can learn to control your anxiety and go one step past it. Practice will make a big part of your speech successful.

Lys would tell you to not fear the silence and speak slowly as well since it will allow you to vocalize correctly and think what you are going to say next.

Write an outline in a small paper with the keywords of the important topics and use it as you practice as well.

Get comfortable in the space where you will talk! Lysander will accompany you to practice the presentation in the classroom where it will be when it is alone. He doesn’t mind spending half of his noon there with you, as at least he’d be able to see your improvement.

Before starting the oral presentations he’d bring you tea so it can help you to relax.

Deep breaths before going to the front of the class, and keep in mind that once you finish it, you will be more relaxed, and it will be done!

KENTIN

Yeah, so… he is in the same position. He gets sweaty and anxious during oral presentations, sometimes his mind goes completely blank and other times he simply starts stuttering.

He started fearing to speak in front of the whole class since he got laughed at for mistaking two words and saying something embarrassing. 

So you both would learn to control anxiety together. Or at least try :).

Meetings in his house, having chocolate cookies for snacks and building an audience of stuffed animals on his bed to practice. He will be in between all the stuffed animals, eating cookies and looking at you.

No matter what, he’d cheer you up after any try, “you’re improving! I bet you will do it perfectly.” This baby is very very supportive.

He’d notice your trouble for keeping eye contact so he’d suggest you to look at the top of people’s heads as it wouldn’t distract you as much as looking at the eyes.

Kentin would tell you to aim high and not think the worst. The anxiety makes you think about the worst scenarios, but what about the positive ones? You are capable of doing it, you are well-prepared and you know your material.

The night before the presentation you’d receive lots of cuddles.

And then… the time has come. Kentin gives you a tiny kiss on the forehead as a luck wish.

He looked at you with such a proud smile through the whole presentation, his leg shaking for the nervousness of his own presentation, but making sure he can be a good supportive boyfriend for you.

ARMIN

The type of student who doesn’t know there was a project -which he clearly didn’t do- yet he improvises the whole oral presentation smoothly.

He isn’t the best advisor to your anxiety… the only useful thing he says is for you to take it easy and explain your project with the knowledge you got from it.

He understands that you are scared of the results, a reason why he’d quickly set a positive path in the conversation when you start with the “what if… what if…”

If something wrong happens, let it happen and you retake the path in your speech. Your mind goes blank? Go for another point and when you remember slight information about the previous one, go for it. Even teachers and politicians do stutter or go blank during their speeches.

You will always be the one criticizing yourself the most, making you sad and down for no reason. You aren’t your emotions, you are you, who is currently trying to deal and keep under control the anxiety, trying to put a distance in between you and it.

Armin hates to see you with such a negative mindset and helps you to unwind, because no matter how much you practice, your brain also needs a rest to keep working efficiently later. He’d kiss your head and remind you that you are doing a great effort and that will have good consequences.

Even though mf would tell the teacher that you’d like to present the project first! You hated him at that moment. But he whispered “you’ll be grateful later”.

Once you finished, you held the urges to punch him on the shoulder but he pulled you close and said “now you can chill a bit, you did good as I knew you’d do and I will do muuuch worse. So you set the expectations high for the teachers.”

And indeed his presentation made the teacher value your project much better.

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[azes-ocean]

please could you do a headcannons/small fic on how its like to spend Christmas with yuji itadori and/or xiao??

𝔘𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔐𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔱𝔬𝔢

Xiao and Yuji Itadori (seperate) x gn reader, Christmas fic, canon verse, with some fanon silliness :3 An: Ofc 🫶 Kinda short because ✨classes✨ Hope its still enjoyable though! Warnings: None except it wasn't reread or proofread (most daily fics won't be :) ) Pure fluff LETS GET THE CHRISTMAS COUNT DOWN OUT BTW! 23 Days Until Christmas!!! 🧑‍🎄🧑‍🎄🎄🎄🎄✨✨🥳🥳🥳🎉🎉🎊🎊

𝓧𝓲𝓪𝓸 As Christmas approached, it became colder and colder in the nation of Liyue, making hot meals much more recommended for the weather. "Almond Tofu is NOT a food you should be eating right now! Especially in the middle of nowhere!" You huffed to the adepti sitting infront of you, perched atop a rock and eating one of the only 'tolerable' food items to his picky taste. "I can't get colds." Xiao nonchalantly replied, continuing to munch on his food, taking small bites of his food between words. Though, his small shivers didn't go unnoticed by you. Rolling your eyes, you jumped up to sit beside him, the scene of Liyue wrapped in holiday joy and festivities below you. "Thats not the point...the point is that it's Christmas...! Try some hot chocolate, please?" You begged, pouting. "No." "You don't love me..." You lamented dramatically, pouting. Sadly, even if you were clearly joking, Xiao seemed to waver at that, frowning. "Fine. Your finishing if I won't though." He finally sighed, giving in to your cute irritating pleads. - - That's how you were both here, sitting in Wanmin restaurant, utterly devouring the special holiday menu as Xiao stared suspiciously at his turkey slices, poking it with a fork as it would become the Walking Chicken and attack him. It was...cute. Xiao finally looked up at your expectant stare, glaring for a while then finally taking a bite of his food. Whilst he didn't light up or anything, you caught how he was suddenly eating the turkey without protest. "See? I told you you'd like it." "Yes." Xiao said simply, continuing to eat. "We should do this more!" You happily announce, grinning happily at him, "Then your palette would be wider." You turned your head to the snowy sky, the ghost of your smile still on your face. Honestly, you'd look forward to Christmas more if it was with Xiao. But for Xiao, he'd know the date of this human holiday, just for you. 𝓨𝓾𝓳𝓲 𝓘𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓲 This was not fair at ALL. Yuji had everything prepared. He had cooked Bifteki for the both of you, made a deal with Sukuna to let him off for the day AND finished all his missions early (Who the hell gives missions on a holiday anyway?) But ofcourse you had an emergency mission that he had reluctantly agreed to come along to, messing up his plans for the both of you. How cruel... Yuji ran through the halls of the abandoned building, panicking. The last he had scene of you had been your figure being whisked by a shadow. His heart pounded in his ribcage, threatening to escape as he called your name. After five minutes of nothing, your voice yelled back, "Yuji! Here! Help!" He didn't hesitate to turn and dart there with super human speed, not stopping once to catch his breath. Finally, he reached a large wooden door, opening it and panting, he was about to call you name again until he felt a force tackle him down to the ground. He was about to punch whatever it was until he realized it was you. "Y/n-!" "Merry Christmas!!!" You happily say, hugging his chest. Just now he realized Megumi and Nobara were standing behind you, both having and amused look. "Gojo-sensei and the rest will arrive here soon. Y/n, I suggest you do it already." Yuji was just switching his gaze in confusion, still unsure of what to think of the situation. You smile at Yuji and hand him a Christmas present box, dramatically kneeling on one knee. Yuji stared, "W-wha-" "Your quite an idiot right now, Yuji Itadori. But I am asking you-please be my idiot. And if you didn't get that, I'm asking you to be my boyfriend." You declare, smiling. You stopped any doubt in your mind-trying to convince yourself he wouldn't reject you...right? The tension in the air was quickly cut when Yuji tackled you into a hug, making you erupt into a fit of laughter, wrapping your arms around him and sighing contentedly. For both of you, it was the best Christmas gift you could get. AN: Requests still open! I'm hoping to make fics kinda like a Christmas countdown, so feel free to request! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

[luvymelody]

bakugou

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the perfect pair by beabadoobee

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bakugou did not think he would be here. in a grocery store, with an dirty apron and his shirt and hair half covered in flour.

because it all started with racoon eyes suggesting a bake off.

"the whole class should have a bake off!"

mina exclaimed to the whole class, that were either in the kitchen or the lounge area.

"what do you mean, what kind?"

"just like, bake a cake, whoever's cake the best is the winner and like mr aizawa can be the judge!"

"i'm sure he'll find everyone's terrible.."

"nah fuck that, that's dumb i'm not competing."

bakugou retaliated, standing up from his sitting position from the couch next to kirishima and already walking away to the elevator present in the dorms.

"why not???"

"'cuz i know mine's gonna be the best out of all you losers."

"don't worry about bakugou, he's probably too chicken to see that his cake will be the worst, am i right, kacchan?"

denki teased, sitting up straight next to kirishima, who was laughing next to him.

"FUCK YOU I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS"

-

everyone got a partner from picking names in a hat, some were lucky and some were lucky, everyone yelled out when mineta got sato which was completely unfair, and denki literally laughed out loud but alo mixed with screaming when bakugou pulled denki's name out the hat.

denki was a lost hope, first of all he mixed the mixture too much which made it too runny, so they started again.

second of all, he added too much sugar and it disappeared into the mixture, so they couldn't take it out so they had to start again for the second time.

then icyhot accidentally knocked over their mixture because todoroki didn't see mineta infront of him and tripped onto mineta, pushing the table that denki and bakugou were using and the flour AND the mixture flew everywhere and that would mean that they had to start again a THIRD time. bakugou was just sick and tired.

so, bakugou chose a plan b.

"dunce face, i say i go to the store and buy a cake. we have failed making this mixture too many times so don't ask questions."

"what did i do when THEY ask questions about you being gone-"

"just STALL SPARKY"

-

bakugou made his way to the store, him getting funny looks but also looks of admiration as some people knew him from the sport's carnival, but why was he dirty in flour??

he went into a nearby grocery store and nearly ran into the isle with desserts, he browsed the isle and tried to find the specific cake they were all trying to bake.

"do you need any help?"

a voice called out to him from behind, he turned around to find a worker, wearing the corresponding blue to match the store's logo. he couldn't help his eyes from wondering to take in their facial features, hair colour, eyes and just them in general. he took notice of the name tag, y/n. y/n was really pretty.

"i couldn't help but notice your, attire."

they laughed a little and that made bakugou's face turn red.

"my friends were having a bake off, but my baking partner was too stupid and now i have to buy one."

"oh! i see, may i suggest this, (favourite/cake/flavour) is the best, everyone's loves it."

they reached around bakugou, who wanted to lean closer to the worker but fought his inner muscles. he couldn't stop thinking about how embarrassed he was for them to see him so gross and floury.

"yeah.. (f/c/f) is good."

he absolutely hated it with his whole soul, if he could make it disappear forever he would.

-

"is that all for today?"

bakugou snapped into reality again, while he was infront of the cashier to pay for the cake.

"uh yeah."

his eyes kept wondering to the worker that had helped him, who was now helping another, how he so wanted that person to be him again. he payed for the cake and was beginning to walk out the store, but then his brain made him whip himself around, going back into the store.

'what are you doing idiot?!'

"hey."

y/n turned around to see him again, the same cute customer that they saw in the shirt covered in flour and apron wrapped around his torso.

"oh hi again! did you need help with something else?"

"uh yeah, i need help finding the- cutting board! my friend doesn't have one and it just slipped my mind."

of course the dorm kitchen have a cutting board which one doesn't?

the blonde hair customer's face was trying to be stoic, but his face was bright red and his eyebrows slightly furrowed, but he was maintaining eye contact with y/n so it made them nervous.

"ah! right this way."

y/n spun around quickly so the customer didn't catch the steam coming out of their ears and nose.

"here are the boards, you can pick whichever one you want, but just tell me if you need help, i'll be right over there."

y/n turned away, trying to contain themself, bakugou was yelling at himself.

'fuck they're getting away, don't let them!'

"hey,"

y/n turned around again,

"do you think i could get your number?"

-

"baku bro! why'd you take so long?! everyone's almost done!"

"don't care dunce face, here's your cake, i can't be bothered to wait for the winner."

bakugou shoved the dirty apron and the cake in the bag to denki once he ran up to bakugou, walking away to his room to have some peace. he shoved his hands in his pockets to feel around for the piece of paper in there.

once he got into his room, he pulled out his phone and typed in the number on the paper. ringing the number, after three rings, it picked up.

"hello?"

"hey again, i worried you gave me a fake number."

"of course i wouldn't."

-

"my shift ends soon, so call me, yeah?"

-

wc : 1015 words

[tnt-kokoo]

Reo in love

Reo Mikage × fem!reader

summary: Reo is in love with you and you're his very first crush. He doesn't know how to act.

warnings: none

Looking at your table you can see another small present. Like the other ones, it has the same cute wrapping paper and a cute bow around it.

It started around a month ago that you've received small gifts and letters which always sat on your table. You didn't know who they were from but what you knew was, that these small gifts costs lots of money. You did feel bad. Like, someone was spending so much money on you and you didn't even know who it was from.

Once you thought it could have been from Mikage, the cool thing popular guy in your class but when you asked he couldn't even answer and didn't even look at you. Actually, he even walked away the second you tried talking to him.

"Ohhh did your secret admirer made you a gift again?" Your friend teased you. As you turned to her, you saw Reo glancing over to the two of you, that was until Nagi called his name.

The soft voice of Nagi was barely understandable so you didn't care all that much and turned back to your friend.

Opening the gift with her by your side made you even more excited to see what it was this time, you just hoped nothing too expensive.

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"Reoooo?" Nagi called his friend when he noticed that Reo was looking towards you. The said guy turned his head back fast and his ears reddened slightly for being caught looking at you. Because infact, he likes, no, loves you. He can't even be himself when he's near you. It gets as terrible as he can't even talk to you or even look at you without blushing.

He just hoped you liked his present because if he were honest, he didn't know what to do if you were to talk to him again. The last time he (poorly) acted as if he has an appointment and ran away. That, was probably the most embarrassing moment in his entire life.

"Yea? Is something wrong Nagi?" The purple haired boy asked his friend, "You're staring again....and it's so obvious as well." Nagi said and made his typical 'x-mouthed' face as a way to deadpan at his only friend.

"Was it really THAT obvious??" To where the white haired boy only nodded and laid his head on the table.

Closing his eyes, Nagi said, "Why don't you just tell her how you feel?"

Reo got red again and told him how he 'wouldn't understand' and how Nagi 'doesn't even know, how to make girls feel special' because in Reos mind, the best way to get a girlfriend is to make her feel special (even though in this case, the girl doesn't even know it's him).

"Oh Reo,..." Nagi began and Reo looked at him waiting in for him to continue, "could you take my shift today to clean the aquarium?" Referring to the small aquarium in the classroom where always two students have to clean and feed the fish.

"Huh? Why?"

....

"I don't wanna do it."

With a sigh and a lookd of disappointment, Reo agreed and made a mental note to clean it after classes.

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After class Reo walked back inside the classroom since the whole class were outside. Now instead of going home to relax or play with Nagi football, he had to clean the aquarium.

As he entered he saw a person already in the room and as he got closer, he could smell your perfume. It draw him in even more. And as the light from the window shone on you, it just showed how beautiful you looked. He completely forgot about everything and just looked at you in complete aww.

"Can you help me or are you just standing there?" With that Reo woke up from his day dream and realized how you were standing infront of him.

"Sorry Y/n!" He mumbled and walked to where you stood. As the two of you cleaned the class you asked him, "Do you hate me?"

"Huh?!?" Reo looked confused

"You seem to be good with everyone but somehow you completely avoid me." You explained without looking at him. Partly, he was thankful because you couldn't see how nervous he was but on the other hand you weren't looking at him.

"I- uh," conflicted between the two thoughts of either telling you the truth and risk the chance to get rejected or lie to you and have the high risk of you disliking him. Neither sounded good to him.

"It was you who made me all those gifts, right?" You finally asked what was on your mind now for a while. He looked down in a shameful way.

"Yes, how did you know?" Now you looked looked him and deadpanned. "You're probably the only one who can afford this stuff."

With an airy laugh he finally confessed his feelings, "Yea probably...I really do like you Y/N."

"Then why avoid me?" You wanted to know.

"I get nervous any time I am near you."

After that, he asked for a date to which you agreed to go. He was happy you felt the same and you were happy that he didn't ignore you.

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"How long do I have to stand here listening?" Nagi asked your friend as the two of them looked through the door at the two of you.

"Shhh, they are confessing!!" Your friend gasped and grapped the white haired boy who was nowhere near as exited as your friend.

Nagi thought of why he agreed to your friends plan of giving Reo and you alone time because now, he is outside the room just wanting to sleep.

[therandompagesblog]

Hello💗 may I have a request for a fic or something i feel like it’s on par with your ideas😁!

Perhaps a vampire!minho trope in which YN has a "romantic" idea or fascination with vampires and is enamoured with vampire-related fiction.

students are all adult, kinda like a uni

At the start of term, a new student (Minho) arrives for main course of dance studies or something along those lines, but also having common classes like english and maths so they have interaction.

They had to discuss a book that they like in a presentation-like style infront of the class in English for their project, and naturally, YN talks about vampires—clearly thinking they're not real and just made up! Minho instantly perks his head up at the mention, and ever since, Minho makes fun/teases her for it, saying that the conception of a vampire isn't always romantic and that it's a LOT more than that. Which is funny cause he’s literally walking sex (a vampire) But, For example, he explains idk like biting during ..yk.. is a lot more connection building than people thing etc! and obviously, yn is like whaaaat are you on about, but in reality he’s a vampire himself, a strong one at that (lowkey a person body guard hehe)

i hope all this makes sense, and if you choose to write it (which you’re not entitled too, i won’t mind🥹), you can add your own twist or idea! it was just a thing that popped into my head💚

- enemies-to-lover situation!

I’m sorry this took FOREVER!!!! You have waited nearly a whole ass month for this. If you like this I will continue this for you 🤍

100 Years Older

The cobblestones of Oxford shimmered beneath the muted October sun, reflecting the vibrant hues of autumn leaves carpeting the ground. Y/N, a whirlwind of nervous energy and misplaced gothic romance, navigated the labyrinthine streets, her suitcase bumping against her leg. She'd finally arrived at the hallowed halls of Oxford University, a dream realised. Her heart, however, beat not for the prospect of academic glory, but for the whispered legends of the city, of ancient stones imbued with secrets, and of the elusive creatures of the night.

Her fascination with the gothic, particularly with vampires, bordered on the obsessive. Dracula, with his aristocratic charm and tragic allure, held a particular grip on her imagination. She saw not a monster, but a misunderstood soul, a creature of the night yearning for connection, albeit in a rather unconventional way.

Her first lecture, a seminar on Bram Stoker's Dracula, was a whirlwind of professorial pronouncements and student murmurs. She found herself seated beside a young man, his gaze fixed on the floor, an air of quiet intensity surrounding him. He had an almost unsettling stillness about him, a pale complexion that seemed to absorb the light, and eyes, when he finally looked up, that was the colour of a stormy sea.

"Fascinating, isn't it?" he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine.

Y/N, startled, turned to him. "Absolutely! Though I must confess, I find myself somewhat...sympathetic to Dracula."

He raised an eyebrow, a slow smile curving his lips. "Sympathetic? To a bloodsucking fiend?"

"He's misunderstood!" she exclaimed, "A creature of the night, yearning for connection, for love, even if it's in his own twisted way."

He chuckled, a low, melodious sound that seemed to vibrate through her. "Love? Dracula? My dear, I think you've been reading too many late-night romances."

"But think about it," she insisted, "He's a creature of legend, a force of nature. There's a certain...romance to it, don't you think? The forbidden, the allure of the unknown."

 He leaned closer, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling amusement. "Romance, you say? There's a lot more to it than that, you know."

Y/N, flustered, felt a blush creep up her neck. "More to what?"

He smirked, his gaze lingering on her lips. "Biting, for example. It's not just about feeding, you know. It's about...connection. A bond."

Y/N, completely bewildered, could only stare at him, her mind reeling. What on earth was he talking about?

Over the next few weeks, Minho, as she learned his name, became a constant source of both amusement and bewilderment. He would tease her relentlessly about her vampire obsession, his comments laced with a knowing glint in his eyes that she couldn't quite decipher.

"You know," he'd say, as they walked through the ancient university grounds, "true romance isn't about flowery prose and moonlit serenades. It's about...passion. Intensity."

"Passion? Intensity?" she'd echo, feeling a strange heat creeping up her neck.

He'd simply smile, that enigmatic smile that seemed to hold a thousand secrets. "You'll understand someday," he'd assure her, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine.

 Their assigned essay, a critical analysis of Dracula's evil, proved to be a point of contention. While Y/N struggled to reconcile her romantic notions with the novel's depiction of Dracula as a monstrous predator, Minho seemed to find a perverse amusement in her attempts.

"You see," he'd say, leaning closer, his breath warm on her cheek, "evil is subjective. It's all about perspective."

Y/N, feeling a strange flutter in her stomach, would find herself captivated by his nearness, by the intensity of his gaze. His words, though cryptic, seemed to hold a hidden meaning, a deeper layer of understanding that she yearned to unravel.

One evening, as they debated the merits of Van Helsing's methods, Minho surprised her. "You know," he said, his voice unusually serious, "you see the world in shades of gray. You don't just see black and white."

Y/N, intrigued, looked at him. "What do you mean?"

He leaned closer, his eyes searching hers. "Most people see Dracula as purely evil. But you...you see the complexity, the tragedy. You see the yearning beneath the monstrous."

Y/N felt a blush creep up her neck. "I suppose so."

He smiled, a genuine smile that warmed his eyes. "That's what makes you different, Y/N. You see the beauty in the shadows."

The compliment, unexpected and genuine, left her breathless. She found herself drawn to him, not just because of his teasing, but because of the glimpses she caught of the thoughtful, insightful man beneath the playful facade.

 As the weeks turned into months, their connection deepened. They would spend hours debating literature, philosophy, and life, often late into the night in the dimly lit library. Minho, a voracious reader himself, would challenge her assumptions, push her to think critically, to question her own beliefs. He would quote obscure poets, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through her.

 One evening, as they discussed the concept of forbidden love, Minho leaned closer, his eyes gleaming in the firelight.

"Forbidden love," he mused, "is often the most intoxicating."

Y/N, feeling a strange flutter in her stomach, felt a thrill course through her. "Why do you say that?"

He smiled, that slow, predatory smile that always sent shivers down her spine. "Because it's a dance on the edge, a constant push and pull between desire and danger."

He leaned closer still, his breath warm on her cheek. "It's about the thrill of the unknown, the allure of the forbidden."

Y/N, mesmerized, could only stare at him, her breath catching in her throat. His words, his nearness, were intoxicating. She felt a strange pull towards him, a yearning she couldn't quite explain.

He reached out and gently traced the outline of her lips with his finger, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through her.

"You," he whispered, his voice husky, "are the most forbidden thing I've ever encountered."

Y/N, her heart pounding, felt a thrill course through her. She wanted to lean into his touch, to explore the intensity of his gaze, but something held her back. A strange sense of unease, a whisper of danger in the air.

He leaned back, his eyes holding a mischievous glint. "But you know," he said, his voice a low growl, "there are some shadows you're not prepared to face."

He reached out and gently traced the outline of her lips with his finger, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through her.

"Because," he whispered, his voice a chilling caress, "some shadows are more dangerous than you can possibly imagine."

He leaned back, his eyes gleaming in the firelight, a predatory glint in their depths.

"I am," he said, his voice a low growl, "a shadow, Y/N."

Y/N, her heart pounding like a drum, felt a shiver crawl down her spine. She wanted to believe him, to deny him, to run. But something held her captive, a strange fascination with the danger that simmered beneath the surface.

"What does that mean?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

He smiled, a slow, predatory smile that seemed to devour her. "You'll find out," he said, his voice a low caress. "Soon."

He leaned closer again, his breath warm on her cheek. "But be warned," he whispered, his voice a chilling caress, "once you step into the shadows, there's no turning back."

He leaned back, his eyes gleaming in the firelight, a predatory glint in their depths.

"I am," he said, his voice a low growl, "a shadow, Y/N."

And with that, he vanished, leaving her alone in the hushed library, her heart pounding like a drum, her mind reeling from his words, his touch, his chilling revelation.

Days turned into weeks, and the image of Minho haunted her. His words echoed in her mind, his touch lingered on her skin. She found herself constantly searching for him, her eyes drawn to every shadowed corner of the university, every dimly lit alleyway.

One evening, while walking through the ancient cemetery, she stumbled upon a secluded mausoleum. As she approached, she heard a low, melodic sound, a haunting melody that seemed to emanate from within. Curiosity piqued, she cautiously pushed open the heavy iron gates.

Inside, bathed in the moonlight filtering through the stained-glass windows, she found Minho. He sat on a crumbling stone bench, his head bowed, a melancholic melody drifting from the violin he cradled in his hands.

Y/N, mesmerised, watched him play. The music was haunting, beautiful, and strangely familiar. As he finished, he looked up, his eyes meeting hers. A slow smile spread across his lips.

"You followed," he murmured, his voice a low rumble.

[yellowjackets101]

Reverence- Natalie Scatorccio x reader

Part 1

Word count- around 2K

Warnings- NO SMUT (YET), maturating (brief), reader is an ass and slightly insane, fantasies, typical yellowjackets shit

You and Natalie were very different. You lived in a Mansion she lived in a trailer. You had more money than you could possibly need Natalie had so little money she couldn’t always afford food. You started playing soccer because it would look good on future college applications because face it you needed all the help you could get, Natalie played soccer as an escape from her shitty home life.

You were always spoilt from the day you were born you got everything you wanted so when you were 6 and some girl refused to share her toys with you because it was “the only one she had” you cut her hair. Snipped her ponytail off with a pair of scissors as your best friend mari giggled. The girl cried but nothing was ever done and the next day when she came into school with a bob cut and you laughed she knew that one day she would make you pay.

This type of bullying continued throughout school all until freshman year of high school when you both tried out for soccer team. Lots of things had changed over the summer you had a new look to match your attitude sporting designer clothes and bags and a body that made people drool. Nat had grown up to and as much as your hated to admit it she was hit her new look was still the least drastic change though which you realized when you walked into the changing rooms after you shower.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You shouted storming over to where Natalie sat smoking her cigarette letting the ash fall onto your hundred dollar jumper “smoking maybe you should try it calm you down abit” Nat quipped leaving you silent for a minute. Natalie had always been quite no matter what you did she only had two responses complete silence or tears but here she was smirking up at you as she continued to smoke her cigarette “that jumper costs more than everything you own put together get you greasy ass away from it” you shouted pointing your finger at nat as she stood up. “Fine whatever you say princess” Nat smirked taking a drag of her cigarette before blowing the smoke into your face and dropping the cigarette onto your jumper walking away as you screamed profanities after her. The next day you told the whole school nat was sleeping with Randy Walsh and when Randy didn’t deny it it became a fact and Nat went back to being her quite self as you teased her. Until a few days later

This became the cycle you make fun of Nat she snaps you do something horrid and she goes back to her quite self. Over the years you humiliated nat over and over whether it was deliberately fouling her at practice, hijacking her class presentations to include inappropriate pictures that almost got her expelled or just simple name calling.

Natalie hated you with all her being she hated you. You were the one who started all the rumors the one responsible for her being branded with the label of slut when she really wasn’t. Fuck Natalie had only ever been with one guy and it was after you had embarrassed her infront of the whole team her self confidence was lost and she tried to regain it through a pointless hookup with some stoner she met through her dealer and yet despite all the sweet praises it did nothing. Nothing could take away the pain you had caused except one thing. Natalie fantasized about it, she laid in bed at night fingers down her pants thinking about what she would do to you how she would choke you until you were unable to breath how she would show you no mercy as she pounded into you telling you everything she thought about you while you just begged for more.

That fantasy was how Natalie calmed herself down after you barged past her while getting onto Lottie’s dads jet knocking her to the ground as she looked up she got a good look at your pantries from under your tiny skirt. She looked away quickly and moved to her seat putting her headphones in and imagining how she would fuck you senseless all while you wore that pretty skirt.

Then the plane crashed

In the beginning you were in shock complete and utter shock misty took care of you bandaging up your neck. You had fallen while escaping the plane nearly impaling yourself on a metal pipe instead you sliced your neck open a large gaping wound that you couldn’t even feel due to your shock. You sat there with mari in silence for what felt like hours.

Natalie was glad. The plane had just crashed and her and her friends were stranded in the middle of nowhere and you left her alone she thanked the gods above for your closed mouth as she didn’t think she could deal with you in the middle of all this but her prayers were not answered.

A month or so after the crash you had still not seen your next. Misty changed your bandages in the meat shed away from everyone else. She had told you it had formed a scar but you didn’t want to believe it. Not until Misty told you you no longer needed the bandages you looked in the after taking them off and saw the big jagged scar that ran the from your jaw down your neck stoping just before it reached your breast. It was ugly big and red and you felt repulsed. You fell into a spiral of insecurity that you combated the only way you knew how. You wrapped a scarf that Lottie packed around your neck and never took it off all the while you began torturing Natalie. Lashing out over every minor thing the girl did. You knew you shouldn’t she was the one hunting your food and keeping you alive but you needed to do something to stop the deep pain you felt.

Time went by and your pain only grew mari became close with akilah a girl you barley new leaving you with no true friends except Laura lee but you knew that was only because the girl loves everyone well loved. Laura lees death hit you hard you struggled to accept that she was just gone and now you were completely alone. Lottie you noticed was feeling the same way so as a way of mutual preservation the two of you stuck together you replacing Laura lee as the person she spoke to about her visions and prophecy’s at first you thought she was crazy but you were lonely and scared and the idea of losing your only friend was enough for you to go along with what Lottie was saying but eventually you started to believe her after Laura lee you were the first person to whole heartedly believe Lottie was right that her visions were more than delusions and that she was special more than a human almost. When van tai Misty and mari went out looking for any sign of life on the island you sat with Lottie as she made a necklace for van and you one for mari.

When they came back you went into shock van had half of her face ripped off and the sight made you feel sick. You hid in the attic and sat alone until mari came walking upstairs looking equally as scared as you did. “She took it off” mark whispered so quite you could barley hear “what?” You asked leaning in “can she took off the necklace then she got eaten by a freacking wolf” mari said eyes wide as she looked at you “you saved me” she said holding her necklace in her hand “no Lottie did mari she’s not crazy she knows stuff she’s speaking to the wilderness” you said grabbing her hand and pulling her close “do you think she’s like some sort of witch” mari asked looking you dead in the eye “I don’t know what she is I just know that she’s something more”

Almost a week had passed since that night you mari and Lottie grew close you and mari beginning to worship the girl looking to her for guidance while Natalie scoffed and called the three of you “crazy” but every time you went fo say something Lottie would simply look at you and you would stop because if Lottie said jump you would say how high?. So when Lottie asked you to try talk to van you couldn’t say no. Lottie hadn’t seen your scar no one apart from misty had but they all knew it was there. You never spoke about it but the scarf gave you away.

At first van ignored you. The two of you were never close due to your attitude and her friendship with Natalie and she had no intention to change that you started to get frustrated. Lottie kept asking if you were making progress with van and when you said you weren’t she looked disappointed and to you there was nothing worse than letting Lottie down so one night while everyone else was asleep you woke van up by dragging her outside and while she shouted at you for “scaring the shit out of her” you pulled off your scarf and showed her your scar. Then you stepped forward and slowly began unwrapping the bandages around her face. The two of you spent hours crying into each others embrace after that. You fell into a ritual of wearing your coverings around the others but taking them off when it was just the two of u. Which was a lot more common as the two of you bonded over your love for movies. Natalie hated this.

When van took her mask off at doomcoming it was the happiest you had felt since the plane went down. Not only were you genuinely happy for your friend but you were also happy that you had done Lottie proud once again.

Time went on a and your neck remained covered. Things changed drastically after winter hit you started relying even more on Lottie doing everything she said without a second thought even if that meant eating your friend. When Shauna attacked Lottie you again fell into shock just watching as Shauna beat the life out of Lottie until she pulled away and you ran forward with misty. You stayed with Lottie nursing her back to health with misty and mari all while trying your best to survive yourself on the minimal food you were eating. When misty told the group of lotties idea. To kill one of the group to eat you immediately agreed Lottie had spoken and that meant you would listen no matter the outcome. So you chased Nat through the woods screaming with the others and you watched javi drown feeling no remorse whatsoever because it was what Lottie wanted. At least that’s what you had been told.

When Lottie finally came down from the attic and walked into the main room of the cabin you jumped up hugging her forcefully happy to see your Lottie was better. That was until you all sat down you next to Lottie as she stood looking around at everyone. Lottie gave her speach and announced that you needed a new leader. You sat up straighter you thought it was you. You who nursed Lottie back to health. You who believed her from the beginning. You who did everything she told you too because you believed. But it wasn’t it was fucking Natalie.

People started to rise walking over to Nat and placing kisses on her hand while you sat still in shock until you were the last one left. Everyone’s eyes were trained on you as you got up and walked over to Natalie reaching out to grab her hand when she pushed it away “kneel” she said forcefully her eyes trained on yours an emotionless look on her face and you did as you were told heat rushing to your cheeks as everyone watched on. You looked up at nat and reached out to once again grab her hand before she forcefully slapped you right across the face causing your head to whip to the side before she just walked away without saying a word. You stayed in that position as you heard taissa and Shauna giggle from there seats causing you to bolt up to the attic and shut the door.

The next few weeks were hell. Natalie completely ignored you at first she let everyone else worship her but you could not and you started to panic wondering what would happen to you if you didn’t show your allegiance to the wilderness. You once aired these worries to misty who being misty went straight to Natalie. From that moment on you never stopped. Natalie sent you on pointless tasks that were impossible to complete taking you all day only to return to no food and Natalie publicly shaming you for failing.

That’s how you ended up on your knees in Natalie’s private room she claimed after coach Ben ran off begging the girl to accept you.

“And why should I? Why should I give a piece of shit like you the chance to feel better about your pathetic life” Nat spat her hand griping your hair and pulling your head back

“Please Natalie I will do anything” you begged looking up at the girl

“Anything?”