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the coal miner’s daughter: update!!

yooo hi guys, it’s ur boy izurusstuff!! i’m here to announce that i’ll be rewriting the first three parts because i hate my writing <33

this won’t be long like at all, the chapters will still be up as i rewrite them!! i just like, REALLY hate it and i need to redo it

[izurusstuff]

Coal Miner's Daughter

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‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐭. 𝟐: 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐭 ‧̥·̊‧̍̊┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ ☁️

message from izurusstuff: i am so so sorry it took so long for pt 2, i couldn't get it to sound right and i had to go through like 564 rough drafts to get it </3 but anyway!! the action starts here!!

also!! there's two new characters and some updated character descriptions, so i recommend checking them out!!

summary: A blonde boy comes into the story... ;)

⋆·˚ ༘ * "𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞~!" ༉‧₊˚.

June 2nd, Snow Residence, The Capitol. 

The moonlight spilled in through the bedroom window, blanketing the entire room in a soft silvery glow. The window is open, letting in the gentle caress of the late-spring breeze to temper the warmth and add onto the humidity of the air inside; bedsheets rustle with the light wind and shadows flicker in response to the silver light shining through the curtains. There’s a faint scent of fresh flowers lingering in the room, mostly due to the flowerbed that laid directly under the windowsill. 

A frail blonde boy was in the bed that was pressed to the wall in the tiny room, unable to sleep and deep in thought. He laid in the bed looking up at the night sky. The moonlight that trickled in through the open window illuminated his face as he thought to himself... He had a concerned look on his face, but the sound of the gentle breeze carried a sense of calm and peace over the room... In that moment, he could almost forget his worries. Almost.

The boy was Coriolanus Snow, a senior at The Academy.

He was one of the more well known students, mostly because he put on the grand persona of being rich and powerful— and that’s what was keeping him awake, if he was being honest. He wondered when someone would notice his facade; Coriolanus may walk with a sense of superiority and importance, but underneath the surface, there was a boy struggling to survive… a boy that could only afford to eat cabbage soup that was mostly water. He was hoping his cousin or the Grandma’am somehow managed to get more food the evening prior, so he got himself out of his bed and crept to the kitchen.

The fridge door swung open, letting out a little puff of cold air. Great. Not only was there just cabbage soup left, but it was half gone by that point too. He scoffed and slammed the refrigerator door before giving up and going back to bed. 

-- 

The next morning, the moist air felt like it was wrapping Coriolanus in a hug. It was miserably saturated and rather annoying. Although he slept shirtless, the heat and humidity was overwhelming— even against his bare torso. He scoffed in disgust at the sticky air that was touching him before he got up for the day. 

Coriolanus walked to his small wardrobe that contained four outfits at most. He tried to piece together the most fancy one he could, because today was the day the Plinths were throwing a feast at their house to celebrate the ending of their son’s final year at The Academy. But he couldn’t dress too fancy, because he had to save his fanciest outfit for The Reaping ceremony that would take place in a few weeks. So he settled for a red shirt and black vest to go over it. He found some matching black trousers to go with it, too. The blonde ruffled his hair to make his curls stand out, then rolled up his sleeves before he went downstairs.

“Coryo!” His cousin gasped– Tigris was always his number one supporter. He gave an awkward smile to her praise and did a little courtesy. 

“Here! I stole some bread from work last night…” Tigris murmured, sliding Coriolanus stale bread that was wrapped in a napkin. It wasn’t exactly the most tasteful thing out there, but it was much, much better than the watery cabbage soup he ate most nights. He gave her a sweet hug and nodded.

“Are you going to the feast at the Plinths’ later?” Coryo asked. Tigris shook her head while she did dishes. 

“No… I’d love to, but…” Her eyes widened when she realized she was about to snitch on herself. Tigris had a big, big surprise for Coriolanus that she was going to work on at her job. She quickly got herself back together and turned to Coyo while she hand-washed a glass plate.

“Fabricia said she needed me today, so it looks like I’ll be working overtime-!” Even though it didn’t seem that fun, Tigris still had a smile on her face. Coryo didn’t question it, though. He finished up his bread and walked to the Plinths’ house. 

--

June 2nd, Plinth Residence, The Capitol.

Coriolanus’s classmates gathered in the gardens of Sejanus’s house, all of them in the finest outfits he’s ever seen. Even the people he utterly despised looked gorgeous… Arachne was in a floor-length white dress with her hair down over her shoulder, she was talking to Clemensia who wore a black pantsuit lined with diamonds. Hell, even Festus looked good; he was wearing a deep v-neck blouse that loosely fit him, which made his toned chest stand out. Coryo didn’t want to stare too long though– he wasn’t gay, he was just appreciating what was in front of him. But then there were the people Coriolanus despised…

Sejanus Plinth and Arizona Mayberry. They didn’t deserve to step foot into the fucking party, even if Sejanus literally lived there. Coryo hated that they came from the districts and acted like they were one of the Capitol citizens. They were nobodies, just poor people that got lucky– Sejanus had his daddy’s fortune and Arizona had her body to get what she wanted, including the heir to Dr. Gaul, Helios De Vil. Both of them disgusted Coryo down to his core, but Arizona more so. Thankfully Arizona was talking with Helios, so he only had to deal with Sejanus… who was currently walking up to him. The audacity.

“Thank you for coming, Coriolanus…” Sejanus said with a sad tone. How could he be sad if his parents literally threw this fucking party for him?!

“Of course. I wouldn’t miss out on it.” He was definitely bullshitting. He’d miss out on the party even if it meant he had to go hide in the districts. But he was a damn good actor, so Sejanus believed him. 

“I appreciate it, dude.” He exclaimed, then wrapped his arm around Coriolanus. Coryo was definitely trying his hardest to not vomit right there. 

“You made it.” Clemensia said with her soft yet stern voice. Arachne and Lysistrata followed after her. Coryo gave her a friendly kiss on the cheek, which she reciprocated. 

“We have something to celebrate, don’t we? I’d be a fool to miss it.” 

“You look nice, Coriolanus.” A nasally, jarring, disgusting voice told him. When he turned around, it was exactly who he thought. Arizona Mayberry. Her hair was up and had flowers in it, which matched her sheer green dress. The outfit was what someone could expect from a glorified District 12 peasant… but by her side was the far more tolerable Helios De Vil, who was rocking their white suit that was topped off with a gold corset. 

“As do you, Mayberry.” He snarled. If it wasn’t for the crowd of their friends, Coriolanus would call her out on her fake kindness. However, he had to put on a show– he gracefully grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it. He made a mental note to himself to deep clean his mouth when the party was over. Thankfully, Helios was right by Arizona’s side, so Coriolanus ignored the girl after their interaction and went right to Helios. 

“Gold, huh? An interesting choice.”

“Why, thank you. Your outfit is also outstanding. Did Tigris pick it out?”

“No. I did.”

Helios playfully gasped in surprise. Coryo was good looking, but he did not know how to dress himself. So when he revealed he picked out his own outfit, they were baffled. 

“...our last year at The Academy, huh?” Lysistrata spoke. She was quiet all evening, which wasn’t unusual… it was just odd to see her so solemn. 

“Why are you sad? We get to get the hell out of here and start our own lives!” Festus cheered. 

“The Hunger Games will probably relate to our final project…”

“Oh? Do you know something we don’t, Sejanus?” Arachne spat out after she noticed Sejanus’s solemn tone. Only him and Arizona seemed upset about it; everyone else was placing bets on how the games would relate to their final project… and the person who would know the most about it would be Helios. Everyone’s eyes were on them and their fear was plastered on their face. 

“Hey! Don’t look at them like that! They could get in major trouble for even alluding to this!” Of course Arizona had to put herself into it. It’s not like she knew how to shut up. Festus and Coriolanus looked at her in annoyance. 

“You don’t have to let your chihuahua guard dog speak for you, but alas, we’ll back dow-” Coriolanus got interrupted by Helios’s blunt statement.

“We’re being mentors. That’s how we relate to the games.” 

The group looked around in shock at what they just said. Mentors?! How the fuck would they work?

“Uhm… what?” Arizona asked Helios the question everyone was wondering. Her gaze looked annoyed as she let go of Helios’s arm. 

“If you tell anyone what I’m about to say, I will actually end your bloodline, do you understand?” The others gulped and nodded. Helios was hilarious and outgoing, but everyone who knew them knew that they never bluffed. They looked around and whispered into the group that huddled in a circle. 

“From what I know, Dr. Gaul and Dean Highbottom came up with the idea of making the twenty-four top performing students mentor the tributes. We’re responsible for training them in combat and presentation… that’s our final exam.” 

Coriolanus wasn’t as happy anymore. He knew he’d usually excel at any task given to him, but if Highbottom had anything to do with it, he knew he’d have all odds stacked against him. 

And Coriolanus was right. 

--

July 4th, Reaping Day, District 12. 

Y/n stood in the crowd in her dirty coal mining uniform. After working in the mines for over a month, she finally saved up enough to buy a uniform that fit her. It wasn’t as dirty as Ridge’s, but it was definitely covered in soot.

Thanks to her disappearing off the face of the Earth after she was betrayed, no one even recognized her… the y/n that went from wearing pastels and denim was now dirty with soot. Her hair was up in a bun, whereas she used to let her hair flow freely. She stood there with a determined look on her face. Y/n wasn’t afraid anymore. After being put through hell and back by her two favorite people, she didn’t give a shit about anything; including what she knew was going to happen. 

Tripp took to the stage and gave a speech about how The Hunger Games were a punishment, blah blah blah. Y/n didn’t care. She just wanted her name to be “drawn” and get it all over with. Sure enough, it was.

“The girl representing us… Y/n Vespertine.” Tripp pretended to be distraught over it, but y/n knew his bluffing. She gave him a hug to help him keep up his act of losing his “beloved daughter figure” in The Reaping. Big shocker there– Tripp was team Savani. 

“The boy representing us will be… Leif Huxley.”

--

July 4th, Reaping Day, The Academy. 

Everyone was getting assigned their mentee in The Games. Coriolanus’s name hadn’t been called… maybe that’s how Dean Highbottom would screw him over. Maybe he didn’t even give Coriolanus a tribute to make him look stupid.

“The girl tribute from District 12 goes to Coriolanus Snow.”

Oh. That’s how he was going to get fucked over. Great! He could just walk out of the amphitheater right then, that would be less embarrassing than having to mentor a poor little girl who didn’t stand a chance. When the live feed for District 12 came on, he saw y/n, who was wearing a cute dress, but her hair and face were covered in some weird black dust. His jaw was on the floor… there was no fucking way Highbottom was serious. 

While Coriolanus mourned the fact his victory was out the window, Arachne was cackling her ass off. Arizona surprisingly looked upset for the boy… being from District 12, she knew what it was like out there. She knew y/n didn’t stand a chance.

“Awww! Coriolanus gets the scared little rabbit!” Someone in the audience exclaimed. Coryo looked at the voice in horror… this was really happening. He got some poor, innocent, rabbit girl from the worst district. She was too cute to even step foot into the games, let alone win it!

He had his work cut out for him…

[izurusstuff]

Coal Miner's Daughter

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｡⋆｡˚｡⋆.⛓ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 💣⛓.⋆｡⋆˚

message from izurusstuff: okay hi i promise snow comes in on the next part [insert pleading eyes here], i just didn't want to overwhelm people with so so much, so i divided it into two sections but you'll thank me for that,, he's going to be serving cunt and being the literal best teenage murderous villain <33

im literally writing pt 2 rn for y'all bc ilysm, bear with me

[𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟'𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟏𝟐 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭]

summary: Y/n and Ridge are navigating their new life after y/n's betrayal. It's the first day, but things are already so different.

*:･ﾟ✧* "...𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞..." ･ﾟ✧*:

⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

May 31st, The Hob, District 12.

Y/n dropped the expensive ivory guitar Savani had gotten her the day prior. The wood broke into splinters everywhere… about two thousand dollars worth of precious wood was currently laying in pieces on the floor of The Hob. Bystanders looked on in shock at what they saw go down… but Mayor Yearwood was furious. Not at his daughter who just backstabbed her best friend, but at y/n. 

The heartbroken girl was running through the meadows back to her house. Tears flew from her face and her heart weighed more than the world. Y/n ran past the lake that the three were at just the night prior… when everything was okay. When her heart didn't get grinded up into powder by two of her favorite people. When she knew she was loved. So much changed in less than a day. It was all so fast, it felt like a carousel ride she couldn’t get off of… and it was fucking horrifying.

When y/n stepped foot into her house, she ran into her room and destroyed all the artwork of the trio. She stupidly flushed all the jewelry down the toilet… she was so upset that it didn't cross her mind that she could sell it. She wanted to get rid of every single memory of Leif and Savani. Including living in District 12 with them.

Ridge ran into the house a few minutes later. It was quite obvious y/n had outran her poor dad; he was unbelievably out of breath when he finally got there.

“Kid…”

Y/n looked at her dad. She tried to speak. Nothing came out of her mouth other than loud wails… Ridge somewhat understood her heartbreak; it’s exactly what he went through when y/n’s mom died. He held his poor daughter in his soot-covered hands, which got all over her celebration dress. He wasn’t exactly the best at comfort, but y/n knew he was there for her and truly loved her. 

“C…can I come work in the mines with you, Daddy?” Y/n said through her sobs. Ridge thought it was an unusual request, but he knew letting y/n stay in the house would only make her feel worse, so he nodded. 

“You can come with me tomorrow. Beware though, you’ll be the only lady there. The boys might be shocked.” Ridge joked. He wasn’t exactly lying– she’d be the only female there, but he wouldn’t tolerate any of his fellow miners being rude to his precious daughter. 

“You don’t have to be alone, sweetheart. We’ll get through this together. Just like we always done. Ain’t gonna let no one hurt you…” He said, squeezing y/n tighter. Ridge may have not been able to prevent y/n’s heart from getting broken this time, but he wasn’t going to let it happen again. He didn’t give a damn if he had to buy a shotgun with all the money he had. No one would treat y/n like this… because it broke his heart too. If it wasn’t for him trying to stay strong for her, Ridge would also be sobbing. He felt like the worst dad ever for not being able to protect his daughter from people so cruel… people he trusted. 

“...I love you, Pa.” Y/n didn’t say that phrase often, but she really should. She truly loved her dad. Ridge always bent over backwards to make sure she was clothed and fed. He’d often spend days straight in the mines around her birthday and holidays just so she could have presents. And in that moment, y/n was beyond grateful for him.

Ridge was trying his hardest not to break down crying in that moment. But it didn’t work… tears fell from his eyes just as fast as y/n’s did. Neither of them said anything, but they basked in each other’s heartbreak. The two ended up falling asleep like that…

June 1st, Vespertine Residence, District 12. 

Ridge and y/n had fallen asleep on the croaky, old, wooden floor of y/n’s room while they embraced. Y/n’s head was on Ridge’s shoulder, and his head was on top of hers. Honestly, it wasn’t exactly the most comfortable of positions, but the idea of it was wholesome. 

The two didn’t wake up until the cliche cawing of a rooster was heard in the distance while they felt the pastel orange sun shine down on them through y/n’s open window… and both of them groggily woke up. For a split moment, they’d forgotten why they were asleep like that to begin with. But reality set in not long after.

“Still plannin’ on going to the mines today, kid?” Ridge asked, standing up and brushing himself off. Y/n nodded. It wasn’t the ideal job by any means, but she knew the Yearwoods and Leif would try to look for her. And she did NOT want to deal with it.

“Alrighty then.” Ridge walked off to his room, which was only on the other side of the kitchen, opposite of y/n’s. After a second, he tossed y/n a… very… very… dirty uniform.

“Sorry, kid. Can’t have you ruinin’ your dresses.” He responded after he saw the disgusted look on her face… great. She had to wear her dad’s old uniform that’s been around for God knows how long. Why didn’t she see that coming? But there wasn’t any backing out now. Y/n shooed Ridge and began putting on the uniform… 

June 1st, Yearwood Mansion, District 12.

Unlike y/n, Savani slept peacefully. She finished up her dad’s birthday party with Leif by her side… and not once did they think of y/n. Savani got to get the sleep, food, and energy y/n deserved. Why did she get to crush y/n and act like nothing happened?! It was infuriating, but only for y/n. Everyone else was ecstatic for Savani and Leif… like y/n never existed or even mattered to anyone. 

The young heiress woke up that morning in her silk pajamas and her luxury bed. She didn’t fall asleep from being so exhausted because she cried her heart out to her dad. It was everything y/n deserved. 

It was almost as if… Savani wanted to erase y/n from the start. She probably was an embarrassment to her and Leif. So they betrayed her, that way they wouldn’t be labeled as classists for cutting off their peasant “friend.” That was probably why everyone supported Leif and Vani’s relationship… because everyone knew y/n lived in a three room house with her dad on the very outskirts of the district. Everyone knew they could only afford “soup” that contained water and one vegetable… they knew the soup only had spices in it on y/n’s birthday. 

The Vespertines were nothing but savage, poor, vain peasant folk. People only tolerated them because y/n was “best friends” with Mayor Yearwood’s daughter. Now they didn’t have to hide their disgust anymore.

“Good morning, Daddy!” Savani said in a cheery voice as she walked into her kitchen that was nearly twice the size of y/n’s entire house. “‘Mornin’, darlin’.” Tripp said. His voice nearly sounded like a growl. Vani didn’t care, though. She’d always gotten everything she wanted… and now, Leif was hers too. 

“People’re talkin’ about that stunt you pulled yesterday on y/n, Savani.”

“So?”

“Savani. Now we all know damn well, I never cared much for y/n… but people don’t need to know that. You’re makin’ it seem we’re out to get her right before The Reaping. What will they think if y/n gets drawn to go in?”

Shit. Tripp was right. The Reaping for The Hunger Games was only a little over a month away. If y/n were to get picked…

“So be it. She’s everything the Capitol thinks of us… dirty, poor, hungry, angry, savage. Ain’t much of a loss if she gets picked.” Those words really sunk in for Tripp… maybe if he rigged the drawing, his precious daughter could live her happy ever after with Leif…

“I ‘spose you’re right. Be unfortunate if she got picked…”

June 1st, Everdeen Coal Mine, District 12.

Y/n arrived with her hair in pigtails. Although she was wearing a decade old mining uniform, she made it her own. She flaunted it with confidence… she knew Savani could never do such a thing. Vani could probably put on the uniform, but she’d only do it for publicity. Y/n got to actually work; which wouldn’t be so wonderful if she wasn’t so excited to use a pickaxe to take her anger out on poor rocks. 

She walked closely behind her dad, who was strutting in the mines. Everyone there seemed to know her dad’s name, which kinda made her feel inferior… inferior. To her own dad. At his job. Her confidence really took a deep dive after yesterday, huh?

“Hey Ridge! That your daughter?” An old man shouted, pointing to y/n. 

“Sure is, Billy!”

“Really grown up on us!” The man said. Y/n was… terrified. She thought she’d be ridiculed the second she picked up her pickaxe. “She’ll be a hard worker if she’s anything like her daddy!” Y/n let out a sigh of relief. Thank the Lord… people here in the mines didn’t judge. It was refreshing. But it’s expected that men who wore working their ass off just so their family could buy a single head of cabbage would be understanding. 

Time to get to work.

[izurusstuff]

Coal Miner's Daughter

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｡･ﾟﾟ･🧸 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞: 𝐕𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 ⋆·˚ ༘ *

message from izurusstuff: hey guys!! here's the first chapter i promised y'all from earlier :)) next chapter is when snow comes in and more of the JUICY stuff happens. pls tell me what you guys think i beg of you...

also i made a playlist that fits the aesthetic of this chapter!!

[𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟'𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟏𝟐 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭]

summary: Y/n Vespertine is a musician from District 12 with a normal(ish) life. She has the love of her dad and two best friends, but something changes. Something that'll seal her fate...

꒰⸝⸝₊ʚɞ┊"...𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫..." ･:*:･

May 30th, The Hob, District 12.

A girl wearing a white dress with pink flowers was performing on the stage. Her brown boots stomped the ground in rhythm with her song that she was strumming on her guitar. The crowd was clapping along and swing dancing with their fellow strangers. The music united the people of The Hob. The performer smiled in the sweet moment.

The performer was none other than Y/n Vespertine. She was one of the common folk of District 12, her dad was a coal miner. Y/n found comfort in the music she sang, especially since adorning kids would come up to her and tell her that she looked like a princess. Everyone knew who she was. Whether it be from her dad or her singing, people knew her. They knew the crowd she hung with. She was a quiet girl, but her soul was grand and sweet. Sweeter than the honey that District 11 exported. 

Her delicate hands strummed the guitar, not even taking a break from the end of one song before she started another. Y/n’s hands began strumming to a faster melody, which made the people dance and clap faster. The Hob was in unison because of her music. After the intro, she began her singing:

“𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘦, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥

𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩

𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘦

𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘭, 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶…”

Although the lyrics were rather macabre, they resonated with the crowd. They shouted along with the music even though they didn’t know the lyrics. But y/n’s performance came to an end after hours of singing, much to everyone’s dismay.

Y/n stepped off the stage and walked to the room where all the performing equipment was laid out. She saw two familiar faces that she didn’t expect to see– Leif Huxley and Savani Yearwood. They were her best friends ever since they survived The Rebellion together; the three hid out in a shed near the lake to avoid being seen by any peacekeepers that may have wanted to kill them. Unfortunately, Leif’s parents died, leaving him in his older sister’s care. Savani’s mom escaped, but she hasn’t been found. Y/n’s mom perished that day, too. Needless to say, the three had a tight bond no one could break. 

Savani’s dad, Tripp, ended up becoming the Mayor of District 12. Leif and his sister opened up a flower shop down by the lake. They didn’t let their new wealth get to their head, though. They treated y/n the exact same and even provided extra food for her & her dad. 

“There’s our performer!” Savani embraced y/n with her open arms. She managed to sneak out of her dad’s office to see y/n perform. 

Leif wrapped his arm around y/n’s shoulders and gave her a kiss on her cheek. The two fell in love a few weeks prior and had Savani’s full support– life was good… maybe not perfect, but they made the most of the unfortunate events that led District 12 to poverty. 

“You blew the crowd away, my darling.” Leif squeezed y/n harder. He was grinning ear to ear. 

“I got you a surprise.” Savani boasted. She turned around to take the cloth off of a box. The box was rather big…

Y/n opened it and nearly jumped to the sky out of excitement. Savani had gotten her a custom-made guitar.

“Daddy got the wood from District 7. It’s pink ivory. Real expensive. But nothing’s too good for my dearest friend!” The girl said, hugging y/n from the side Leif wasn’t standing. The trio ended up in a group hug without pulling away. It was as if they were competing to see who could stay in the hug the longest. Leif was the first to pull away.

“Y’all wanna head down to the lake?” He asked. That was their hangout spot, no matter the season. The two girls nodded. Y/n left the guitar in the room backstage since she didn’t want to break it. The three of them snuck out of The Hob to walk about half a mile through the meadows until they got to their destination, where they then stood on the dock that went to about the middle of the lake. Leif ended up pushing y/n in. She gasped then laughed once she came back up. Him and Savani ended up jumping in after her. They couldn’t care less that they all had their clothes on, or that the sun was setting; it was a beautiful moment that they all relished in. 

They ended up floating on their backs, just staring at the sky. Leif reached down to y/n’s hand, intertwining their fingers together. Savani was daydreaming in her own world… she was free in that calming moment… she didn’t have to worry about the stresses of being her dad’s secretary. She was just… a teenager in that moment. It was what she so desperately craved. The other two looked at her. They knew what was on her mind. 

“Are you okay, ‘Vani?” Y/n asked. Concern laced her voice. 

“It’s weird… one minute we were kids that were running in the meadow near y/n’s house… it felt like yesterday. And now… now we’re here. We’re almost adults… what's next for us?”

“Whatever it is, all of us will stick together! We’re THE trio of District 12!” Leif reassured Savani… her solemn smile shifted from being sad to being one of genuine happiness and serenity.

“When I follow in Daddy’s footsteps, I’m appointing y’all to my cabinet. I can’t live without my friends’ advice.” The brunette bragged. She knew the stars were within her grasp. Nothing was out of reach for her, but the same couldn’t be said for y/n. 

Y/n only had a coal mining legacy ahead of her. It wasn’t the worst possible job, but it’s not the one she wanted either. She tried to hide her disappointment… but she couldn’t. So y/n got out of the water and dried herself off.

“I’m gonna head home. Daddy’s prolly worried ‘bout me.” Y/n announced. The other two said their goodbyes and wished her a safe return. 

--

Y/n made it home where her dad, Ridge, was waiting for her. He was dirty from mining all day, but he was cooking dinner. It wasn’t much– just pea soup. 

Y/n kissed Ridge on the cheek and went to her room. There were paintings of her, Leif, and Savani all together on her deteriorating dresser and dirty mirror. There were also luxurious gifts that Savani had given her over the years. The one that y/n loved the most was a beautiful gemstone necklace. It was made out of real silver and [insert y/n’s birthstone here]. 

Ridge called her for dinner. The two sat in the small kitchen and talked about their days.

“Vani gave me a guitar today.”

“Did she? Awfully nice of her. Did y’all hang at The Hob?”

“Sure did. Went to the lake after, too.”

“Y’all always loved that lake. Prolly’ the only kids here to hang out there.”

“Mhm… I think it’ll be our spot for a while. So many memories there.”

“Memories’re good to make. Not many good things to enjoy when you get older.”

Those words really sunk in. As much as it hurt, Ridge was right. After The Reaping this year, the three had to decide what they would do for the rest of their lives. Y/n expected Leif to propose soon due to how old they were getting. The thought of marrying him made her blush, and Ridge could definitely tell it.

“I always liked that Leif boy. His parents were real kind folk. His sister a kind young lady too. She gives us some flowers sometimes, she prolly think it might cheer us up.”

Y/n nodded at her dad’s approval. She finished up her soup then kissed Ridge goodnight. 

--

May 31st.

There was a celebration for Tripp Yearwood’s birthday at The Hob where y/n was asked to perform. She woke up early and put on her nicest dress. 

Ridge was still asleep, so y/n kissed his forehead and walked to The Hob.

Savani and Leif were already decorating for Yearwood’s birthday party. Of course, Savani was taking charge and bossing Leif around. It was the usual for those two, but y/n still found it humorous. 

“Hey, y’all!” Y/n greeted them. The two stopped their bickering and waved to y/n.

“Y/n!” Savani was ecstatic to see her there. “Your guitar is still in the backroom. Daddy was real excited for me to give it to you. You oughta play it today.”

Y/n went to the room to get it as per Savani’s suggestion. She put the guitar on and went back to the main room for a mic check. People started arriving for Tripp’s birthday. They took their seats at the beautifully decorated tables. Leif was holding hands with y/n as they walked around to talk to the crowd. Savani was being her typical hostess self and entertaining the crowd until the food got there… she was one of the very select few people in District 12 that could afford bread– more or less an entire catered banquet. Because of that, people were starting to stuff their faces with food after it arrived; they were like piranhas. 

Tripp Yearwood finally arrived. He gave y/n and Leif a warm hug as a thanks for helping his daughter with the party. Y/n thought of him as a second dad, so she was more than happy to help Savani make his birthday special. 

Y/n’s actual dad was there too. He requested to get off work early to see his darling daughter perform– he arrived a bit later than most people, but he was there.

Savani introduced y/n to the crowd, then the music started. Her typical tavern-style music was the entertainment of the evening. The well-fed crowd clapped along to her singing, a few of them were even dancing. Parents had their kids on their feet, dancing with them since they were so little. Y/n was the star of the show, even though it was literally the mayor’s birthday. But where were Savani and Leif?

Y/n took a small break to find the two. They weren’t exactly the type to disappear in the middle of her performance, so she was unbelievably worried. What if peacekeepers had gotten to them?!

The girl walked into the room backstage and her heart stopped. Her world stopped. 

Leif and Savani had their lips pressed together. They were full on making out. In the middle of Mayor Yearwood’s birthday celebration. Y/n let out a loud wail, which alerted the two of them along with several people from the crowd. None of the bystanders said anything. Not Ridge. Not Mayor Tripp. Not even Leif’s sister. The world was frozen and people stood there as y/n felt like her heart was ripped from her body. 

Y/n slammed down the guitar and ran away. Only Ridge ran after her…

[izurusstuff]

message from izurusstuff: hi guys!! i'm doing something i've never done before-- i'm writing a full-on fanfic novel. also, you may be looking at the tags and thinking to yourself, "wait, izurusstuff joined the hunger games fandom???" and the answer is yes. yes i did. the ballad of songbirds and snakes has been in my head 24/7 recently. i've been playing around with character.ai and reading fanfics on here, but its not enough for me,, i need a novel. a novel i can imagine from my silly ol' fingers. i want to test the waters here to see how many people would be interested so i can decide how much i want to put into this. this'll be my introductory post and i'll be releasing chapter 1 super duper soon!! wattpad is where i'll be posting updates first (inspired by my best friend, i love u nemi <33) and then i'll be formatting them here :)))

pls pls PLS be interactive and give a poor girl some suggestions, i literally appreciate it sm (u guys have my full permission to override the closed requests so u can infiltrate it with hunger games stuff)

this post will just be info about the series and the character's im adding so i don't have to write down summaries for every single person </3

-the bestest izurusstuff to ever izurusstuff

Coal Miner's Daughter (Young!Coriolanus Snow x District 12 Fem!Reader)

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Y/n takes the place of Lucy Gray Baird in this fic. Some characters remain the same, but there's a fair share of OCs too.

Y/n is the District 12 female tribute for the 10th Annual Hunger Games, where everything is changing... The Capitol is introducing mentors, sponsors, and gamemakers this year. Things are changing-- and it's not necessarily for the better.

Y/n gets thrown into The Hunger Games purely because of her former best friend. However, y/n's ex boyfriend gets thrown in too... and audiences are loving the drama that's erupting. Back in the Capitol, y/n's mentor is disgusted with the fact he got a tribute from the poorest district in Panem... but y/n slowly wins him over.

Added Two New Characters As Of 12/28!!!

𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲:

｡･ﾟﾟ･🧸 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞: 𝐕𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 ⋆·˚ ༘ *

｡⋆｡˚｡⋆.⛓ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 💣⛓.⋆｡⋆˚

˗ˏˋ ❝ 𝐎𝐡… 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞… 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞… 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭…❞ ˎˊ˗ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ

─●─────────────── ⇆ 　◁　　❚❚　　▷　　↻

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭:

❀˖⁺. ༶  𝐘/𝐍 𝐕𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 ⋆˙⊹❀

: ̗̀➛ 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮! 𝐒𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞.

- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐕𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 - ̥۪͙۪˚

: ̗̀➛ 𝐘/𝐍’𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝, 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟏𝟐

.⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆.⛓ 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰 ⛓.⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆.

: ̗̀➛ 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲'𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐭" 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐞-- 𝐘/𝐍 𝐕𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞.

⍣ ೋ 𝐋𝐞𝐢𝐟 𝐇𝐮𝐱𝐥𝐞𝐲 ⋆·˚ ༘ *

: ̗̀➛ 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟏𝟐. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐞𝐱-𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝.

 ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

: ̗̀➛ 𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 & 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟏𝟐 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐫. 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐞𝐢𝐟.

 ✎﹏ 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 ✬

: ̗̀➛ 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟏𝟐 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐲/𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬.

｡･ﾟﾟ𝐒𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐡 ･🧸 ｡⋆｡

: ̗̀➛ 𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟐, 𝐒𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐬. 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬, 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐚, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨’𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭�� 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠…

୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 𝐓𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰 🎀✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

: ̗̀➛ 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

`✦ ˑ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐆𝐚𝐮𝐥 ༉‧₊˚🕯️

: ̗̀➛ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫. 𝐃𝐫. 𝐆𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐥'𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠.

⋆｡°✩ 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 °｡⋆🕰

: ̗̀➛ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦….

🕸𓍊𓋼𓍊 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐃𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐞 𓆪 𖤍

: ̗̀➛ 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰’𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬. 𝐈𝐟 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐚. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟐, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬…

ˏˋ 🌳 °•*⁀➷ 𝐋𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬 ❝ ❞ ✧ ೃ༄ 

: ̗̀➛ 𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬’𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐔𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐋𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥’𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫.

: ̗̀ 𝐅𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝. *. ⋆

: ̗̀➛ 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬’𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐭. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲, 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟕’𝐬 𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡…

‧₊✮‧₊˚  𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐞 ₊˚ ⋅* 

: ̗̀➛ 𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬– 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 #𝟏 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬’ 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲: 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲…

*:･ 🍓:･ 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 :･༊*·

: ̗̀➛ 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬’𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥. 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟏𝟐 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟑 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐥. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬’𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝’𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞. 𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐡𝐞’𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐬...

⛓✧༺ 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐃𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐞 *ੈ✩

: ̗̀➛ 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐃𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟑 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐫. 𝐆𝐚𝐮𝐥, 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐬. 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐫. 𝐆𝐚𝐮𝐥. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐚, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

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⚠️ 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI!! ⚠️

message from izurusstuff: hello, lovelies <3 i woke up today and immediately ran to tumblr because of an amazing thought i had >:) it’s inspired by @goddess-of-green’s teacher nagito smut, i highly recommend you check their’s out because it’s awesome and lives in my mind rent free. also this is 18+ only, minors do NOT interact!!! and everyone’s legal age. also there’s spoilers for the danganronpa 3 anime and ending of goodbye despair, so read with caution if you don’t want spoilers

summary: You’re a student at the University of Tokyo a couple years after The Tragedy. The whole ordeal inspired you to become a psychology major with a minor in ethics. It’s your senior year at the university— you only have a semester left until graduation. Everything was perfect until this point, but your high-level ethics professor makes it hard to keep up your perfect grades. Fed up, you confront him, which leads to… something special ;)

A+ (Teacher!Izuru Kamukura x Fem!Reader Smut)

It’s another day in class towards the end of the semester. Finals are quickly approaching, and your stoic teacher is handing your papers back at the end of class. For some reason, he just wouldn’t give out A’s in his class. Your perfect 4.0 GPA was going to be brought down by this right before you graduated! You grew tired of his antics. Of course, it didn’t really tick you off until you spent days without sleep trying to finish your paper. Every other source told you that it was amazing and captivating.

But you got a B+, an 89.9

You were basically fuming at that point. It was obvious Professor Kamukura wasn’t going to admit that your paper deserved an A. Rage boiled through your body. Your nostrils flared and your knuckles tightened. You stared into your professors eyes with pure anger. He wouldn’t admit it, but your reaction wasn’t boring to him. He was used to boredom. His eyebrow ever so slightly raised at you, which only pissed you off more.

Without breaking any eye contact, you ripped up your 30 page paper in front of him and slammed it on his desk. Oh boy, he did not know what he was signing up for when he messed with the valedictorian’s perfect GPA.

“Can I help you?” He scoffed.

His apathy was the straw that broke the camel’s back. With your fists balled up, you took a deep breath and let it OUT.

“Is it your mission in life to make everyone miserable? Is it because you got used by your school to become a human weapon? Why the FUCK do you have to be so condescending?! Do you KNOW how hard I worked to be here?! DO YOU?! If you hate people sooo much and you’re always bored by them, why did you take the job here? It’s not like you’re the best of the best! I can name thousands of people who’d be a better teacher for this job than you are… so why do you think you’re hot shit? You’re not… you’re a hurt little boy with some weird complex a-and you’re RUINING everything… so what the fuck is your problem, Kamukura?!”

Holy shit. Your response had him speechless for a brief second. He had to compose himself before staring you down and giving a response. However, you weren’t even CLOSE do being done…

“Your paper was bori-”

“Boring? Yeah, I fucking KNOW! Everything’s boring to you! But I am NOT letting your stubborn ass ruin my perfect GPA, do you understand?! What would capture your attention? Writing my paper on Junko Enoshima? Chiaki Nanami? Ooh I know! How about Hajime Hinata!”

Ouch. The last name really struck a nerve with Izuru. He actually felt a sense of sadness; something he hasn’t felt since he watched Chiaki’s final moments. Kamukura simply walked away, the nerve!

“Oh, you think I’m DONE with you?!”

“Doubtful.” He rolled his eyes, opening the classroom door for you. Huh, weird.

“I’m heading to my office. You can come with or continue your temper tantrum in here until the next class comes.”

You stood in shock for a moment. He was actually inviting you to his office…? I mean, it was in his own weird way, but it counted, right?

He walked in front of you without saying a word, only motioning to the door of his office.

Izuru’s office definitely didn’t fit him. There was a few coffee mugs, packets of chamomile tea, kawaii stuffed animals, a sword, etc. Were these all the gifts his former classmates gave him?

“Sit.”

You did as he said, looking around at everything in awe. Kamukura pulled out a folder than had your last name on it with copies of your old papers. You were utterly shocked he kept up with stuff like that.

“[L/N]. Your final semester here.”

“How did you-?”

“You’re valedictorian. I hear about you wherever I go.”

He… knew stuff about you? You were utterly shocked and dumbfounded. You thought you were just another boring face to him.

“I’ll say this one time and one time only. Your response to your grade impressed me. We both know that never happens.”

“Oh. Sorry, I guess?”

“Don’t apologize. It takes away character.”

You looked at the floor and nodded as Professor Kamukura looked through your folder more. Surprisingly, it earned a few impressed eyebrow raises from him.

“Your papers have no mistakes. They’re merely boring to me. Except for your last one on the ethics of Hope’s Peak. For obvious reasons, I do not have any interest in reading a paper about the school that used me.”

Realization hit you, and you actually felt bad for him. It was the first time you did. You looked at the ground and nodded. Kamukura obviously picked up on your regret, which he rolled his eyes to and tapped on the desk to get your attention.

“Why are you remorseful? It’s just a grade. If you need an A that badly, I’ll change it.”

You shook your head. It nearly knocked him out of his seat in surprise.

“No. It’s because you’re still a person, which everyone forgets about. Including me.”

Your humanization of him really REALLY struck a nerve. But in a good way. The tone in the room shifted to a way more positive one, and you swear you saw his mouth turn into an ever so slight smile.

“Your response… was not what I was expecting, Y/N.”

He used your first name?! You jolted up to stare at him in utter disbelief.

“If you want to go, I won’t keep you.”

You shook your head. Neither of you knew what to say next. However, it seemed you two were truly seeing each other as humans. Not human experiment and student who only cared about her grades, but humans… and tension filled the air. Both of you stood up with Izuru locking his office door and backing you against the wall.

Your heart fluttered so incredibly fast. Just mere moments ago, you were about to square up with your teacher. Now you want nothing more than to hold him. Little did you know he felt the same about you.

His red eyes expressed a hint of worry behind them. You could tell he was concerned about hurting you or pressuring you into this.

With a deep breath, you closed the distance between you two and finally kissed him. You expected him to shove you away and call you boring, but his hands merely cupped your face as he deepened the kiss. You melted into it, completely forgetting that he was the reason you wouldn’t have a perfect GPA. But in that moment, you couldn’t care. You didn’t care that you were passionately kissing your teacher who has no emotion towards anything.

“Are you sure you don’t want to leave?” Kamukura asked, not taking his eyes off your mouth. You could tell he wanted nothing more than you to stay with him.

“I’m sure…”

His mouth slightly widened into the barely visible smile he had before. He smiled into another kiss with you, pushing you up against the wall. Izuru obviously knew what you were thinking, but he didn’t want to make the first move out of respect (consent king). So, you took his hands and moved them down to the dip in your hips. He definitely got the memo.

“Tell me if you want to stop.”

You nodded. The kisses got more rough, but he took his time with caressing your body. You loved the passion he was showing, but God you wanted him to hurry up.

Once he got to your chest, you took your shirt off, giving him an uncovered view of your chest. He was mesmerized by your body. Kamukura pulled you into yet another kiss, but this time it was by grabbing your ass. You were surprised by his strength, but then again, he WAS made to be impossibly strong…

While he was doing his own thing to you, you unbuttoned his shirt and watched it slide down his muscular arms. Holy shit. You weren’t expecting that. You should’ve, but you didn’t.

He softly chuckled, and that surprised both of you. Izuru removed his shirt, pulling you closer. You could feel each other’s body heat. You finally took off your bra and slid your skirt down. He took no time in reaching for your chest and caressing it. Meanwhile, you got his pants off. He led the two of you to his desk…

Kamukura laid you down and kissed down your body until he got to the line of your underwear. With a delicate touch, he took them off and put himself between your thighs, looking up at you with curiosity and lust. You whimpered, and that only made him more crazed.

He gently rubbed a finger up your slit, causing you to whimper yet again. You could see his smile through your half lidded gaze.

Finally he stuck a finger in. You gasped out in pleasure, and he slowly moved it in and out. You grabbed his hair and whimpered again. Fuck it, he couldn’t wait any more.

Kamukura removed his last article of clothing and slowly slid into you. Your hands grasped onto his toned back as your moans got louder with every inch he put in. He looked down at you, putting his hands underneath your back as he began his thrusting.

You heard his soft grunts, making you further crazed. You wrapped his legs around his torso and he sped up. The light of the hallway peeking in through his blinds gave his toned body a beautiful glow, and you were starstruck by it.

In an odd moment of wholesomeness, he placed a soft kiss on your forehead while he harshly thrusted into you. The duality, good lord.

Your whimpers and tightening drove him crazy. He sped up as fast as he could, causing his desk to shake. Even if someone heard you two, neither of you cared because of how good you both felt.

Even though it felt like seconds, moments passed before you tightened around him from finishing, therefore making him cum too. Both of you were unbelievably sweaty from the deed, and you laid on his desk staring at the ceiling.

“I’ll change your grade to an A.”

RAAAA THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVE THINGS IVE EVER WRITTEN, SHOUKD I MAKE A PART TWO…

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Persona 5 Alternate Universe: What If… [Imagine] ⚠️ SPOILERS FOR PERSONA 5!!! ⚠️

message from izurusstuff: yo!! i haven’t been active on here in AGES but a girl has been BUSY… i’ve recently started a new university and i’m a biology major so i have little to no free time. i missed all of u lovelies tho, i talk about you to my friends <33 but the show returns. i have come here to write a persona 5 au that’s been in my head for months now. shall we proceed…?

summary ⚠️ PERSONA 5 SPOILERS!!! ⚠️: What if Goro Akechi was never the traitor of the Phantom Theives? What if, instead, it was a sweet girl that everyone loves? A girl who has everything at her fingertips…? In this imagine, Akechi was never evil or sociopathic. Nor was Shido the most evil in the game that drove him to commit heinous crimes. Instead, a teenage heiress takes his place and blames Akechi due to her own greed…

“My ‘Dearest’ Father…” — Persona 5 AU Imagine

Imagine…

• The date is September 19th.

• Kunikazu Okumura is the next target of the Phantom Thieves.

• Rumors have been circulating about how Okumura Foods mistreats their employees for their own merit.

• Ren and the Phantom Thieves alongside their new ally, Goro Akechi, begin to infiltrate the space palace.

• Everything goes as planned; no mishaps or any surprises. The spaceship toy is the palace’s treasure. Nothing out of the ordinary happens.

• The gang escapes the palace with no problems. Days pass.

• Instead of Destiny Land, the after-palace celebration party is thrown at Leblanc. It’s a movie marathon.

• Ann interrupts the movie to announce Okumura’s Press Conference.

• Makoto urgently switches the channel.

• Okumura and his teenage daughter, a girl named Haru, both sit at a table. They’re both dressed in lavish clothes, clothes way too posh for any regular civilians to have.

• The same scene from the game happens. Okumura has a mental shutdown on the air. His traumatized daughter sits next to him in horror.

• The next palace comes, and Okumura’s daughter joins under the impression that her dad’s death wasn’t taken seriously. She takes on the code name Noir.

• Haru helps lead the way, knowing her way around casinos due to her massive wealth.

• Outside of the palace, Haru becomes one of the romance options. Her arc consists of how she can help her extended family cope with the loss of her father’s death.

• When the time comes, the same scene goes down where Joker’s arrested. The thieves had their suspicions this would happen, but they didn’t plan for it.

• The lawyer, Sae Niijima, shows up to the interrogation room. Instead of running into her coworker, she runs into the daughter of the victim she failed to represent properly in court. Haru walks pass her with disappointment, eyeing her with solemn eyes.

“My apologies, Niijima-san… I um… I wanted to see Ren before he was taken away…”

• Niijima thinks nothing of it and allows Ren’s lover to pass.

• However, it was a big mistake…

• Haru makes it to the room, where Joker’s happy to see her and perks up.

• Her face turns into a twisted grin, much to Joker’s surprise.

• Haru pulls out the same gun that Akechi uses in the game.

“Did you ever stop and consider who the black mask truly was…?”

• She giggles out, pressing the gun to his forehead.

• Ren looks on in sheer terror. He doesn’t have to pretend— he realizes his life is about to end. He trusted the wrong person…

• Haru taps Ren’s forehead with the gun.

“I get to get all of father’s money without any consequences! Who would ever expect a sweet girl like me? No one! That’s right, I caused all of the mental shutdowns and pinned it on your little group… and you fell for it!”

• Haru finally pulls the trigger.

“What a beautiful betrayal!”

aaaa i’m sorry if this was rushed, it’s 1 am in my time zone and i’m bad at writing ahdjejaidi

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hey guys sorry i died for a bit, i was fighting some demons (i was in severe mental anguish trying to juggle school work). but hey!! i’m back!!

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𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝟓 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Haru Okumura — Villain AU

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𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐩𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭:

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐜:

Byakuya Togami x Kyoko Kirigiri Angst

𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫:

Izuru Kamukura NSFW Alphabet

Izuru Kamukura x Ultimate Mathematician Reader (NSFW)

Kazuchi Soda x Ultimate Street Racer S/O

Nagito Komaeda x Reader — Reader Dies for Nagito

𝐔𝐥𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬:

𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐲:

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𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨:

▸◂ᘏ⠀⠀╭🎸 ⊹˚ Yo! I’m izurustuff, but you can call me Izuru or Iz :)

⠀⠀( •̤ ༝ •̤ )⠀ ┊๑ ˚ ₊💀 I’m 19 years old, and I prefer not to interact with people three years younger or older than me, but I’ll definitely talk to anyone who reaches out!

⠀⠀︶︶⠀⠀╰ ♥️ ‧₊੭ I identify as neutrois, so I use any pronouns in no particular order. It is literally impossible to misgender me.

⠀ ⠀ᘏ▸◂ᘏ⠀⠀╭ 🧨 ⊹˚ If you couldn’t tell from my blog, Izuru Kamukura is my highest kin. I am him. He is me.

⠀⠀( •̤ ༝ •̤ )⠀ ┊๑ ˚ ₊ 🔪 I currently write for Danganronpa, The Hunger Games, and Persona 5. I’ll write smut, fluff, and angst for any characters from those two except the Warriors of Hope and Suguru Kamoshida. My requests are open! I just can’t guarantee how long it’ll take until I get to them… ._.

⠀⠀︶︶⠀⠀╰💢 ‧₊੭ I’m a junior in university, so I’m constantly busy. Please do not take this personally. I’m rarely on Tumblr.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬:

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐩𝐚

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝟓

𝐂𝐨𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 (𝐖𝐈𝐏) [𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬: 𝐓𝐁𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐒 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜]

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i am about to post something so controversial that i am going to get canceled /hj

nagito x chiaki should’ve been canon and i’m tired of pretending it’s not better than chiaki x hajime

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message from junkosstuff: once again suffering from izuru brainrot so here you lovelies go <3

cw: junkozuru is implied to have been canon at one point, smut, exhibitionism, breeding, quickies

Izuru Kamukura NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Izuru is the ultimate everything, and aftercare counts towards everything! No matter who was dominating, he’ll always take the initiative with aftercare and make sure you’re comfy and clean.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself, he prefers his hands. They’re skinny and veiny, which makes them much more pleasurable for his partner.

On his partner, it’d have to be their thighs. No matter their gender, they’re always soft and make great pillows.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Can he cum inside of you? Because that’s what he wants more than anything. Most of the times, the superhuman is too clouded by his lust to even think about pulling out. And boy, it’s a lot-

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He wouldn’t deny it if you asked, but he definitely wants to rail you when someone’s watching just to show how good he can make you feel.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I feel like he’s slept with Junko if that counts. But she’s definitely the only person he’s ever slept with!

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary! He loves you so so much and wants to be able to kiss you and watch your faces of pleasure!

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Izuru Kamukura? Goofy? As if.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Not shaven, but at least trimmed. Unlike his hair, he has to keep it well-kept!

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

No one would expect it, but he’s such a sweet lover. He’d hold your hand and tell you how beautiful you are too. Definitely the most romantic of his classmates.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Even during his weird fling with Junko, he couldn’t stop thinking of you. Of how you would look bouncing on his cock. So he’s definitely jacked off to you a few times more than he cares to admit. In general, he does it about once a week.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Exhibitionist. That’s his highest one. But he’s also a huge fan of breeding too ;)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere that you risk getting caught.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly? Just pin him (or at least try to) by his wrists and give him a certain look. That’ll make him instantly horny.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He absolutely can not hurt you physically. It doesn’t matter how much you beg for him to, he just can’t.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

When it comes to giving, Izuru’s definitely an expert at it. He knows how to please all of your sweet spots. As for receiving, he’ll always accept a blowjob, but he’d much rather be the one giving.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Unless it’s a quickie, he’s usually slow and sensual just to savor you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

YES. All the time. In the bathroom, in the woods, in the storage closet, Izuru loves to fuck you at any given time in any given location.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Since he has a thing for public sex, it’s safe to assume he’s more than okay taking risks.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He was made in a lab. He can last for ages.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

No. He never really saw the need for them.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’d only do it if you were being a brat that week. Other than that, he’s just as desperate to fuck you as you are. Teasing you would be torture to him too.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s very quiet in his moans- they’re raspy grunts that you actually didn’t hear until the 5th or 6th time you had sex.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

This applies to both kinks and dirty secret, but he’s fantasized about bending you over Chisa’s desk and railing you just for the thrill.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Usually I wouldn’t shoot so high, but he was made in a lab, so I’d say at least 8-9 inches.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It’s relatively normal for a teenage boy. Not too high but not too low.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes him about an hour or two to eventually fall asleep. As I said before, he has to make sure his darling is comfortable before he can rest!

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Signs and their months on an alignment chart

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message from junkosstuff: hello my lovelies, it’s time to write smut for my highest kin with a reader that has my ultimate >:)

cw: smut. straight up smut. sex, even. praising. mentions of bullying. also, this is a fem!reader

summary: you’re a student at hope’s peak academy, and your ultimate gets you bullied due to its nerdy nature. however, one student you crossed paths with a few times comforts you ;)

Multiplication (Ultimate Mathematician Fem!Reader x Izuru Kamukura Smut)

Once again, you sat eating your lunch in the library. It’s not like you were complaining about it, to be fair. You just took this as an opportunity to work on your ultimate, which happened to be nothing but math. After all, it was relaxing to rearrange all the numbers in your head. The way you could plug them in to get a different outcome- it was soothing, all of it.

What wasn’t soothing, though, was the cruel remarks of your classmates while you were at lunch. All you were doing was simply standing in line, yet Togami had to purposefully trip you and make you drop your lunch all over yourself… his cruel and apathetic words rang in your head over and over, which was so bad that not even numbers could help.

“Look at you… on the floor covered in your own filth like the pathetic excuse of a human you are. Have you not learned your place here? Your ultimate sounds smart, but you’re utterly useless in the grand scheme of life.”

Ouch. You knew he was mean, but that was just another level of cruelty. So cruel, in fact, that you hadn’t even noticed the tears rolling down your face that landed on your book.

“If you’re going to break down in the library, could you do it quieter?”

The new voice caused you to whip your head around, in which you noticed the familiar boy you’ve started to consider a friend; Izuru Kamukura. Much to his discretion, he didn’t expect you to look so… pitiful when you were upset. If you didn’t know any better, you could almost detect the sense of regret in his eyes.

“S-sorry. I’ll go-”

“No. Stay. I have no other source of entertainment here. Everything is boring.”

Did… Izuru actually find you interesting? Maybe you were just delusional. You were probably daydreaming this to make yourself feel better. Well, you thought it was a dream.

That was, until Izuru sat across from you as he stared straight into your eyes with a hint of concern.

“Tell me… who did this to you?”

“I-it doesn’t matter, Izu-”

“But it does. You’re sitting here across from me with tears rolling down your face. Does that not matter?”

His voice was actually sort of comforting, which was the last thing you expected. Wasn’t he supposed to be some emotionless monster? Because he was an absolute sweetheart to you. Especially during moments like these.

“I’m fine, really… Thank you.”

After your words of reassurance, you could’ve sworn you saw his lips twist into a slight smile. It was refreshing; his presence alone was like the breath of fresh air you take after being underwater for too long. His smile was even better. When you knew it was there, it was as if your jailed heart was freed from its bounds.

Little to both his and your knowledge, he felt the same way.

Izuru turned his head to look around for a moment, which caused you to raise an eyebrow in curiosity. Was he searching for something? Was he embarrassed to be with you and wanted to be sure no one saw him? Great, now you felt worse- but Izuru could detect your emerging anxiety and rested his hand on yours. Although he didn’t say anything for a while, his gaze held all of the things he needed to express.

“Try to relax. I could never be ashamed of being with you. The only people who should be ashamed are the ones who can be so evil to a beautiful human.”

Wait, beautiful-? Did he just say-?

It didn’t matter; you didn’t have the chance to think. Before you could even object, you could feel his lips getting closer to yours. Of course, you leaned in almost instantly. For such a cold human, his lips were so warm. You could dare to separate from them, nor could he separate from yours. But sharing a passionate kiss at a table wasn’t the most optimal for privacy, so he slowly stood up without breaking the kiss. Eventually, he backed you up against a wall between the bookshelves, still engaging in the kiss. For some reason, you wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, which caused a raspy groan to release from his mouth.

And that was when you felt something pressing against your lower region.

Both you and Izuru were growing more aroused by the second, which unfortunately broke the kiss. With your lips puffed and swollen from the excessive kissing, you gave the boy a look to make sure you were on the same page. Thankfully, he was able to pick up on it and he nodded before going back in to kiss you.

The kisses weren’t enough anymore. Both of you needed more, so you pulled away to nibble on his neck and leave a few marks. That was something he definitely couldn’t have predicted, which only excited him more as his hands made their way under your shirt. Izuru’s touch was so gentle. So precise. You could’ve sworn he was an angel with how graceful he was being with you.

As those delicate hands took off your shirt, you turned your face to the side in embarrassment. Kamukura, of course, wasn’t too fond of it and gently brought your chin back to face him.

“Look at me. You are… so beautiful. The most breathtaking thing this boring world has to offer. I refuse to let you think otherwise. Let me prove it to you.”

His soft praise made you blush, but you obviously nodded. After you tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear, you felt something warm prodding at your entrance. Apparently Izuru’s fingers made their way to your cunt while he was sweet talking you.

“So wet for me already. You’re truly adorable, Y/N.”

Before you could even say anything, you felt a finger slip inside of you, causing you to let out a gasp as a reflex. Since he knew you liked it, he added another one and began to move them in and out, making you moan in tune with his thrusting.

“Those sounds… they’re so pretty. You should make them more.”

It’s not like you really had a choice, but you allowed yourself to let out even more moans as your nails dug into his back. When you heard him wince in pain, you immediately felt bad, but he merely added another finger and sped up his pace as if he was rewarding you. Your special “reward” caused a knot to build up in your stomach, which you signaled to Izuru before he added his thumb into the mix. He used it to brush across your clit, ultimately making you cum on his fingers.

“As much as I enjoy those lovely noises, I don’t want to overstimulate you, perhaps we should-”

You didn’t let him finish his sentence. Your lips attached to his yet again, this time rutting against his groin as he moaned.

“W…want you… more…”

Your neediness surprised him, but your boldness is what surprised you. You were so desperate just to feel him inside of you that you would do nearly anything, which Izuru slowly realized. He certainly didn’t mean to make you a sex-crazed slut in that moment, but he wasn’t going to complain.

“Then take off your clothes for me, will you?”

You did as he asked on near instant instinct, but you added your own little twist to give him a show. Neither of you had any idea where this version of you came from, but you couldn’t care less. Izuru couldn’t either, because seeing your bare body mesmerized him. Looks like you were able to put the world’s most powerful human under a spell of lust, because he grabbed your thighs and slammed into you without warning.

“Forgive me for being rough, I just couldn’t… wait for this-”

Izuru grunted out, his words punctuating with his thrusting. Each one made you more and more desperate for him to ruin you; babbles spilled out of your mouth as he smirked at your eagerness. All that was comprehensible were the little moans of his name, which drove him insane. He wanted to ruin you in that moment, but he couldn’t allow himself to do that to someone so innocent and pure.

“I-Izuruuu! I-I’m so close! P-please don’t stop! I love y-you!”

You couldn’t even stop yourself from your confession of love because of how good he was railing you. Instead of responding, he pressed your lips together and gently cupped your face as his forehead rested against yours. You weren’t the only one in love.

“Me too… you’re doing so good for me, darling. Just like that…”

And with those words, you came undone around your friend’s cock. You could feel that he was close too, because though the quivering legs, you felt the throbbing before a warm sensation spilled out inside of you.

“I…I love you too, Y/N…”

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wishing all nagito komaeda smut writers a very nice day and pleasant evening <3

[izurusstuff]

might feel quirky and change my entire aesthetic to izuru kamukura 🤪🤪