#I have school and then coaching and then ofc i have to study on my own for which i barely take out time as im highly careless

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hi guys i-

[meowzfordayz]

when they're athletes — shinobu, kyojuro, sanemi, giyuu

Author’s Note: disclaimer that ~my sport (growing up) was gymnastics 😅, but heyyy my ex played basketball?! 🤪

when they’re athletes — shinobu, kyojuro, sanemi, giyuu

Kocho Shinobu x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader, Tomioka Giyuu x Reader

Word Count: ~1,300

CW: explicit language, mild sexual content

Suggestion Fulfilled: Imagine Sanemi, Giyuu, Kyojuro, Shinobu (but really you can imagine whoever) being really good at sports while in school/university, so good they're probably popular af and team captain. I imagine Shinobu and Kyojuro playing baseball, Giyuu playing basket and Sanemi playing soccer hehe I love the idea of a s/o being there to support them, maybe someone that's not as talented/popular (cheesy but I'm a sucker for clichés) who gets embarrassed when they win a match and just run to them to kiss them in front of everyone! 

~faqs, image~

I ended up choosing diff sports than the prompt suggested, mostly bc Idk a lot about a lot of sports 💀

Anywho-

Onward! 😆

(college au btw)

Diver ?? 💧

Lokwey struggling to think of a sport where you can be both short + weak 🫠

No hate to Shinobu, but it’s literally canon that she isn’t ~especially strong 😅

That being said, she’s so elegant and precise and fast

+ brave, so she would totally be awesome w/ 10m (33ft) diving 😍

You go to all of her meets, and only feel a lil envious when she waves @ you from the bubbling warmth of the hot tub

Like, do you feel like flinging yourself off a 10am platform?

No 💀

But do you wanna join her in the hot tub?

YES 😌

You’d also be 100% willing to pat her down w/ a fluffy towel in between each incredible dive 🙃

You’re her #1 photographer/videographer

She uses your vids to study her form + improve her technique

Her coach has actually patted you on the back before 👍

“Thank you [y/n], Shinobu’s lucky to have you!”

11/10 Shinobu (lovingly) embarrasses you whenever she makes it on the podium

Heart hands in your direction, and your direction only 🫶

Will shout your name if it’s a smaller meet 🗣

There’s no escaping the swivel of amused, endeared glances 🫣

“THAT’S MY WONDERFUL PARTNER!” 🗣🗣🗣

Bonus? She def has a towel w/ your face on it

Will occasionally make a (subtle) show of patting her breasts + butt (w/ aforementioned towel, ofc) 😇

#fuuuck 😏

—I’ll actually do baseball hcs for Kyojuro, bc Ik ~stuff about baseball (I think) ⚾️

You have a poster that consists only of photos of his ass in his scrumptious baseball uniform 😌

Do you bring it to every game?

Maybe

Do you receive glares from parents w/ young children?

Yes 😬

Do you care?

Not particularly 😃

Kyojuro pretends to be embarrassed, but he’s also totally pouted post-game about, “While I appreciate my favorite person attending my game, where was my favorite poster?” 😭

If he’s invited somewhere post-game, then he always invites you to join

Do his teammates tease him?

Of course 😆

Does he mind?

Not at all❣️

Do you mind?

A little, but it’s hard to feel too self-conscious when he’s squished happily and hot into your side, one hand feeding you fries off his plate, the other intertwined sweaty and content w/ yours 🍟😋

Kyojuro 11/10 has a fanclub (not started by him, but by the swarm of—mostly—women who religiously attend his games)

Surprisingly (bc let’s be positive for these hcs lol), they’re relatively accepting and supportive of you

Sure, you might be known as Kyojuro’s Partner™ (nobody’s bothered to learn your name)

After all, they’re there to see him, not you 🤪

But w/ the constant grins, waves, hearts, and winks directed toward you (by him) throughout his games, it’s impossible to deny the position you hold in his life ❤️‍🔥

And his fans would rather be on his good side aka respect you than upset him

When you’re absent from a game, he’ll more often than not be asked, “Kyojuro !!!!! Where’s your partner ????? Are they okay?! Tell them to feel better soon!” 🥺

Bonus? He likes when you smack his butt and leave your handprints in the dirt and dust on his pants 😂🥰

GYMNAST

—I am biased (as an ex gymnast heh), albeit men’s gymnastics is pretty diff from women’s

—But come on 😤

—The man already goes practically shirtless in canon, so why not have him do a sport where he can still be mostly shirtless ????? 🤠

Sanemi’s tough, fearless to the point of recklessness (thank fuck for his strict, supportive coaches), and muscular af

Absolutely an all-arounder

He’s got the power for vault and floor, the strength for rings, the precision and agility for parallel bars and high bar, and the balance for pommel horse — plus #endurance for days

Prob excels a tad more on vault, floor, p bars, and high bar (more dynamic/high energy), but he’s still ART to watch on any event 😍

Could care less about his scores — he just wants to have fun doing dangerous stuff 😎

Ofc, he’d be pissed if he lost by a slim margin 😑

But if he obvi won or obvi lost, then he’s more chill

Like: “Cool, what’s next?”

Makes him enjoyable to watch bc he focuses primarily on performing entertaining/thrilling routines

Not a stress ball about results or perfection

When he does win a medal/trophy, he gives it to you for safe keeping 🏆🥇🥈🥉

If you don’t want it, then he offers it to someone else from the meet that he admired

“Awesome double double on floor bro”

“Sick landing on vault dude”

“Your flexibility is insane”

—How realistic is his offering-his-medal/trophy-to-another-competitor? Not super realistic (at all 😆), but it’s the thought that counts, and this is fanfiction teehee

LOVES bringing you to the gym

If you’re also a gymnast, then he totally tries to teach you men’s skills, and ~demands to be taught women’s skills

Is salty af when they’re much harder than he anticipated 😒

If you’re not a gymnast, then he’s surprisingly patient w/ you

Is happy to teach you basic skills, or just set up a cozy, safe spot for you to watch him practice 🤍

Will occasionally pretend to fall/mess up bc he lowkey adores you fussing over him

If it will get him kisses, then he does not care about maintaining his angry, buff facade 😌

On that note, his teammates know better than to even fake flirt w/ you

Sanemi will legit growl

And if his shirt was on before, well, now it’s off 😶

And his abdominals, pectorals, everything are no joke 😵‍💫

On the flip side, you don’t have to worry too much about ppl fawning over him (despite his looks + constantly breaking university records w/ his scores), bc 99% of the time he’s so damn glower-y/unapproachable 💀

Bonus? When they get too thick, he lets you pick off his callouses #oddly satisfying 😂

Dancer

—I was originally going to do Rock Climber!Giyuu hcs, but decided I shouldn’t indulge myself too much 😅 (I rock climb 🧗🏻‍♀️)

From tap to jazz to hip-hop, salsa, and a lil bit of ballet, Giyuu’s fluent in most genres of dance 🕺🩰

Even w/ niche genres, he’s able to learn combinations fairly quickly

Doesn’t consider himself particularly ~swaggy, but you swear he slips into a diff persona when he’s on stage

Aka, he’s 110% swaggy 😎

Joined the university dance team as a freshman, and was co captain by sophomore yr 👌

Ironically shy about dancing in ~general public, but encourages you to let loose when you go clubbing

He swears you’re better (at dancing) than him, but you suspect that has something to do w/ how most of your dancing together involves grinding 🫢 (as well as adorable dancing-in-the-kitchen-@-2am 💙)

That being said, if a dance circle forms, and you ~gently push him into the center (while ignoring his look of betrayal ☹️), then he will be devastatingly smooth and beautiful w/ whatever move he pulls off 😍

Has been scouted by professional dance companies, but is committed to finishing his degree first

Your future matters to Giyuu as much as his own, and signing professionally would be a huge change + opportunity that he isn’t willing to make/take unless you’re on board 🥺

And dw, he would never resent you if you weren’t ready

As much as he loves dancing, he cherishes you equally — prob more 🥰

Doesn’t mind ~intimate dances, but communicates openly and immediately w/ you about them

He doesn’t want you to get the wrong idea about the months long project he’s working on that involves him shirtless ~most of the time 🙃

And he highly values your opinion, so including you in choreography sessions, rehearsals, etc is special to him 😁

Doesn’t like using social media himself, but is totally comfortable w/ you running his Instagram 📱

You always choose the best photos from photoshoots, treat his followers to the occasional thirst post 🤤 (that only you, his dear partner, could ever come up w/), and reading NSFW DMs from random ppl in his inbox somehow makes him adore you more 😆💘

Bonus? He’ll frequently drape his dance team jacket across your shoulders — he appreciates knowing you’re warm AND wearing his name 😇

[yawntutsyip]

shenanigans with the avatar kids:

warnings: cussing

characters include: Ao’nung and Lo’ak + a lil bit of Neteyam

context: part two with getting in trouble with Ao’nung and Lo’ak

Part one • masterlist

AN: sorry if this is shit 😭 I wasn’t sure if I should’ve done what happened after or just other scenarios when they got in trouble but I just chose to do what happened after. I can make other getting in trouble scenarios next if you guys like or if you guys have any request for scenarios idk 🤷‍♀️

I hope you guys enjoy it , I’m still kinda ehh on it 😭

Y’all I have too much free time in my hands…

Getting in trouble with Ao’nung and Lo’ak Part 2:

The principal decided to give you guys after-school detention because he likes you guys so much…totally not because you three were all on your knees pleading for him not to call your parents.

He like like “okay okay okay fine, just get out and go back to class- I actually have a job and need to work ya know”. After that, you guys dipped so fast.

Instead of going back to the class like he said to…

You three all agreed to just skip the rest of the period and go chill in this one ‘teachers only’ bathroom that was far away from the classes, it was hidden.

You had gotten the key from this one teacher's daughter. You made a deal with her that if she gave you the keys you would set her up a date with Neteyam.

Now, you were not a complete monster..ofc you asked Neteyam to do it so you can have the key.

This caused you to also make a deal with him- you had to be his personal errand girl for the rest of the month and give him a copy of the key 😭

You said fuck it so now here we are, you with the key in your hands walking to your guy's new hang out spot.

The things you do for this friend group 🙄

When you guys hang out in there It usually consists of you guys messing around taking photos, sleeping, dance-offs you don’t even want to know, and sometimes Lo’ak brings board games to school.

Or even RARELY y’all be actually studying, (Ao’nung and Neteyam are the ones tutoring you guys) shocking I know.

Literally, y’all be doing anything but go to class.

When you open the door you find Neteyam in there already chilling sitting against the wall.

“Hey ‘Teyam~” you walk in holding the door behind you for the boys.

“Hey (y/n/n)~ Hey Ao’nung, Lo’ak” he replies waving.

Neteyam was not skipping, he actually has free periods cuz the boy got them extra credits 🤪

Y’all are jealous, you wish that was you huh.

You go and sit next to Neteyam with your head in his lap and he goes straight to playing with your hair with one hand, scrolling on his phone in the other. (teehee 🤭)

Lo’ak follows after with him laying on your legs and Ao’nung laying on your stomach.

After you guys were chatting for a bit you three ended up passing out with Neteyam having to wake your asses up when the bell rang for the next period.

time skip to after school, y’all were meeting back in the principal's office except you were late.

So Lo’ak and Ao’nung were sitting in the room silently with the principal.

It was awkward, you are the neutralizer of the trio. Without you, the group falls to mush.

A couple minutes of awkward waiting later you come running panting.

“I’m sorry! *pant* I was in *pant* PE *pant*” you came in the room hunched over, hands on your knees

“Damn girl, I think I might need to start taking you to the gym with me if you can’t even handle the school's PE” Ao’nung says while watching you sit down next to him catching your breath.

“…coach made me run laps the whole time because I pointed and laughed that his pants were inside out…” you tell them groaning in annoyance.

Like what?! The man’s pants were literally flipped inside out and he got mad that you told him? Ungrateful ass-

“How did he not notice?-“ Lo’ak began laughing but the principal cleared his throat making him shut up

“Your after-school detention will be cleaning the girl's bathroom. Some girls decided it would be funny to write on the walls with a sharpie.. the janitor had put the supplies in there already. Once you guys are done you may go home”

Then y’all left to do your punishment.

“Hey, Lo’ak this is gonna be the closest you get to a girl~ enjoy it while you can” Ao’nung teases while wiping the mirror.

“Very funny, I’ve been close to a girl before- just ask your mom” cue Lo’ak’s cocky ass smirk as he shouted from one of the stalls

“What?!—“ Ao’nung is this emoji rn > 😧

“Omg don’t you dare start fighting right now, also fyi- I'M LITERALLY A GIRL HELLO???” You shout at them offended.

Honestly they forgot for a second lmao

“oopsies” we’re giving to you by them.

Once you guys were done scrubbing and cleaning, all that was left was the writing on the wall in the big stall.

Y’all three look at each other and let out big sighs. “Let’s get to work boys”

Put your back into it 🙌

While you guys were cleaning Ao’nung was playing music on his phone. Just random ass music.

You guys took dance breaks, Lo’ak and Ao’nung we’re trying to see who could get sturdy better.

You were just shaking ass while the boys hyped you up, they will always be your number one hype men.

The janitor heard lots of shouting and commotion so they walk in and you guys quickly pause the music and went back to scrubbing the walls like nothing happened.

They quietly observed before leaving again, queue music and dancing again.

“Who the fuck was dumb enough to even write this shit on the walls?” Ao’nung complained trying to get rid of the words on the stall.

“Haha look at this one it says ‘I have the biggest dick in this school’ what kind of dumbass writes that- especially in the girl's bathroom” Lo’ak points out to Ao’nung.

You walk between them and read it. “Oh yeah that was me- and your sisters-“

“You guys are idiots.” They both tell you.

It took y’all an hour and a half to finish. like goddamn. But it was because you guys kept getting distracted and taking breaks.

Ao’nung was the only one out of the three to get your license so he took you both home.

Lo’ak’s parents don’t trust him enough to be behind a wheel but he swears he can drive with his eyes close- yeah self-explanatory.

And you were just too lazy 🤷‍♀️ plus Ao’nung was basically your private Uber driver, and it was free?!? Yeah, you’ll take your time with getting your license.

Leaked photos of the gang in the bathrooms 🧍‍♀️:

[starstruckunknown-princess]

Lilac - Jamie Tartt x F!OFC

Lilac (Syringa) - Meaning: First Love, Reminiscence

Summary: Jamie Tartt and Katie Archer were childhood best friends and had planned their futures together, but what happens when childhood ends and it's time to face reality?

Pairing: Jamie Tartt x F!OFC Katie Archer (NO physical description other than a name)

Word Count: 1371

Warnings: Language, takes place mostly pre-show, childhood idealism gets shattered, Jamie's anxious/angry reaction is slightly violent (NOT against reader), mention of Jamie's dad being a crap parent, enduring childhood love

Day 3 of the In Bloom Writing Challenge! I originally wanted this to be a whole series, but couldn't find the right way into it so I condensed it into a short fic. Also, this is my first ever Ted Lasso fic! That show is pure dopamine, I swear. Perhaps a teammate or coach of Jamie's will appear in his own fic later this month? Who knows? Oh wait, I do :D

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9 May, 2009

Jamie Tartt and Katie Archer’s Unbreakable Life Plan To Remain Friends Forever

Become pro footballers (in the same city but not on rival teams or they’ll make us stop being friends)

Marry the fittest people we know (models, actors, or royalty ONELY)

Have neighboring houses with a pool that goes across both our backyards and a football pitch

Katie can have as many cats and dogs as she wants and Jamie can’t say anything

Jamie can wear whatever he likes and Katie can’t make fun of him

Our partners have to be best friends too

Our mums will live in our pool houses when they get old

And, the most important rule of all!!!! 

8. Any changes to this life plan MUST be discussed with your best friend, OR ELSE!!!

Signed,

Jamie Tartt 

Emily Archer

_________________

21 March, 2014

“Who is this? And what has she done to kick Renaldo off the wall?” Katie asked, holding the corners of the poster while Jamie taped them. 

“This,” he said, rolling the poster down to reveal the blonde girl holding two footballs in front of her bare chest, “is me future wife, Keely Jones.” 

“But I thought you were going to marry Heidi Klum and I would marry Orlando Bloom? That way we’d be the Klum-and-Blooms,” she joked, referring to their life plan since they were eleven. 

“‘Course I remember, babes, but I think Keely here is more of a sure thing. ‘Sides, she’s closer to our age.” He taped the bottom corners to the wall and stood back, admiring the poster while Katie flopped onto his bed. 

“As long as you’re sure,” she shrugged, opening her maths book. 

A football materialized and Jamie started dribbling, “Wanna go kick the ball ‘round?” 

“No, big test tomorrow, remember?” 

“Dunno why you’re bothering with that,” Jamie fell on his back on his bed next to her, “Don’t need school if you’re gonna be a footballer, yeah?” 

“Even if I played half as well as you, we both know I’d get less than half what you’d make as a footballer,” she said, rolling her eyes at the injustice of unequal pay. 

He rolled over and flipped around so they were parallel to each other and threw his arm over her shoulders, “Don’t worry, babes, I’ll loan ya cash if ya need it.” 

She giggled and shoved him off her, “Well how will you know how much I end up owing you if you won’t study your maths?”

“Fine! Five minutes to study, then we go work on your football skills. Maybe you’ll get so good you can play for a men’s team and get paid what you’re worth.” He smiled at her and she rolled her eyes at him. He was too charming for his own good sometimes. 

_________

5 August 2016 

Jamie perched on the edge of her mattress, absolutely gobsmacked at the news she just shared. “You’re fuckin with me, right? You…you’re just messing with me.” 

“No, ‘m not. I’m going to university,” she confessed, squeezing his hand that she held in both of hers to try and comfort him.

Instead, Jamie looked at her like she’d just confessed to being Jack the Ripper. “But, we were…what about the scouts from City?”

“I turned them down.” 

Jamie exploded then, yanking his hand out of hers, shooting up from where he sat next to her and began pacing. He crossed and uncrossed his arms, ran a hand through his hair, pulled at the strings of his hoodie. His limbs felt like they were too full of electricity.

“So what, all these years, all the plans we made, just fuckin’...don’t matter to ya anymore?” 

“You mean the completely unrealistic plans we made when we were kids? Become top footballers, marry some fit fuckin’ models, have adjoining houses with a pool going across both backyards? Come on!” 

That was the twist of the knife. 

“Fuck you, ya know that? I’ve wanted that all this time, believed in it! It’s all I’ve been workin’ toward since we came up with it! And you just go and fuck up your half…how’m I gonna do it without ya?” 

She reached out for him again but he backed as far away as he could in her small bedroom. “You’re incredible, Jamie, you’re so talented and you’re gonna go far. But it’s not for me.” 

“You mean I’m not for you.” 

“What? Jamie, you’re my best friend!”

“That’s not…we were…fucking FUCK!” Jamie’s brain felt like it was full of fire ants and his stomach lurched. He kicked a hole in the drywall before slamming her bedroom door on his way out.

The very fabric of their friendship had torn and there was no going back. If she didn’t care about him the way he cared about her, then fuck it. He didn’t need her, he would be the best fuckin’ footballer Man City had ever seen and she’d have to watch from wherever it was she ended up, hopefully somewhere miserable. 

He didn’t speak to her for the rest of their break. He didn’t see her off when she moved her things into the dorms. He never responded to her ‘Congratulations!’ text after his first game with Man City. 

The only response she ever got were three dots, appearing and disappearing. 

And then, nothing.

____________

August 5, 2021

Slipping off his jersey, Jamie couldn’t help but think about her. After all this time, he still remembered why he’d chosen 9 as his number. It was hers, her lucky number, her birthday in November, only 20 days after his. 

They’d grown up together, their mums having met at work and becoming best friends. He sometimes heard about Katie’s life on his phone calls with his mum but he hadn’t really listened to any since Katie had decided to give up on their friendship, on their life plan — the one they had come up with together when they were eleven so they’d never have to be apart.

Katie had seen how difficult it was for him to deal with his dad’s frequent appearances and disappearances and wanted him to know she would always be there for him. At the time Jamie had only gone along with it because she insisted that he could have whatever he liked in their future — it wasn’t until she’d announced that she was going to Uni that he realized the only thing he truly wanted from that list was their future. 

Together. 

He didn’t care much what it looked like, as long as it was theirs. As long as she was there at the end of every day. Which is why it devastated him when she left. Why he’d thrown himself into training and took his new life as a football star for granted as much as he had. 

Now that he was back at Richmond and apologized for his behavior, she’d been on his mind more and more.

Did he pop into her mind ever? Had she been following his career? Seen him embarrass himself on that stupid fucking dating show? 

It had only been five years but if he ran into her now, would they even recognize each other? 

It was a sad thought to have about someone he was once so close to — someone he, deep down, knew he had loved, and even deeper down, knew he still loved. It wasn’t like the love he had for Keely, his only long-term relationship amongst the revolving door of fit women he’d dated.

He wished he could describe it better than ‘a love I grew up with,’ or ‘love I didn’t even know was love at the time,’ but alas, Jaime Tartt was no poet.

He finished his post-training routine and made his way out into the summer night. On a whim, he decided to walk home. He needed time to think. About a block away from his house, he pulled out his phone and let his finger hover over ‘Contacts’ but he thought better of it and tucked his phone away. 

Only to pull it out again a few steps later and press her contact before he could chicken out. 

“Here goes nothin',” he said to himself as the phone rang.

[andydrysdalerogers]

Sliding Into Home ~ The Next Adventure

Pairing: MLB!Frank Adler x Abigail Hernandez (OFC)

Synopsis:

After a trade from Boston to Los Angeles, first baseman Frank Adler would seem to have it all. Money, women, an amazing niece, yes Frank should have it all. Except for one thing. One thing that left after a mistake five years ago. Los Angeles should be the chance to start over. Except she is supposed to be in Boston. Not his new medical director.

* A Frank Adler AU x Major League Baseball Story**

Warning: ANGST (i can't stress this enough), second chances, cheating, S~M~U~T!!, slow burn, drug use, abandonment issues, betrayal, domestic violence (i may have missed some), flashbacks

Dividers by me

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Frank stood on first base, the sun beating down as he watched the batter, Johnny on the mound. He leaned in as Johnny let go of the baseball. The Yankee batter swinged and connected, sending the ball right to the short stop, Miguel Rojas.  Rojas scooped it up and launched it right at Frank.  He caught it, never letting go of the bag, making the third out of the inning.  He jogged with a smile towards the dugout, bumping fist with Miguel as they went in. He looked for Johnny, who was in the corner with his eyes closed.  

“Storm? You ok?” 

“Yeah, Adler, I’m ok.  Just frustrated.” Johnny popped a bottle of water and took a long drink.  “I’m in a slump,” he admitted.  

“What are you talking about? You’ve been pitching great.”  

“Not a baseball slump.  Watching everything that had been happening with your family, Susie’s been avoiding me, just... my mind is all over the place.”  

Frank patted his back. “I never did thank you for all of your support during this crazy time.”  

“It was nothing,” he shrugged off.  

“It's not nothing Johnny. My little Nugget asks me about you every day. Because she considers you her friend and her family. That’s huge for her man.”  

“Frank, I want what you have,” Johnny looked at him directly. “Well not the hard weird stuff, but the family, the home, the dog.”  

“You are not stealing Dodger. Worth more than my life.”  

Johnny scowled. “Asshole, you know that’s not what I meant.” He closed his eyes.  

Frank studied him. Johnny has always been a carefree spirit but lately he had notice he had become more subdued. It was starting to affect his game. And then it hit him. “Come to dinner.”  

“What?” 

“Come to dinner at my house.  Scott and Abby and mine’s new assistant are joining us, and Abby hired a chef.  We can talk after with a couple of beers.”  

Johnny studied his friend and saw the sincerity. “Sure man. Thanks.”  

“Best friend man. At least I hope I am.”  

“Best friend.”  

“Adler! You’re on deck!” The coach yelled down the bench 

And with a fist bump, Frank got ready to bat.  

Abby was talking in her office with her assistant, Katie, about the family schedule.  Katie had become Abby and Frank’s assistant in helping them keep their schedules and running the house for them.  They had offered the job to Scott but he wanted the freedom that came with Mary in school. “Katie, let’s make sure that security is aware of Mary’s extracurricular activities for next week.”  

“No problem. Any reason?” 

“Frank will be on the road trip, and I forgot that I need to be on that trip as well. It's just Scott as Mary’s guardian. Marco shouldn’t have any issues with the adjustments, but I just want to be sure.”  Abby looked up from her tablet.  “Oh, and let the chef for tonight know we have one more for dinner. Scott is bring a friend, he said.”  

“Ok. Is it still ok if I tag along?” 

“Of course, this is just an impromptu dinner, and I thought my exams with the team were going to be longer than I thought. Normally I would have cooked.”  She shrugged. “When I explained to Frank, he didn’t want me to stress about it.”  Her phone beeped and she looked at the message.  

Frankie: Johnny is coming to dinner too. He’s upset 

Abby: everythign ok? 

Frankie: Its fine Cricket, he’s just needing a break 

Abby: okie dokie, love you.  

Frankie: love you more.  

“Katie, sorry, its two more for dinner.” Abby sighed. “Frank is bringing a friend and with those guys, having more food is better than being short.”  

As Frank and Johnny approached the front door, Frank slapped Johnny’s back.  “C’mon pal, everything is going to be ok.”  

“Says the man with the perfect family,” Johnny grumbled.  

“Its not perfect. Look at all the shit we’ve gone through so far.  Just relax man, enjoy a quiet meal with friends.”  He opened the door and caught Dodger’s collar before the pup could make his escape. “Mary!” 

“Dodger! Come back!” Mary streaked into the entryway. “Thanks!” She took the dog in her arms.  “Hi Johnny!” 

“Hey Strawberry!” Johnny kneels down to her level.  “Whatcha doing with Dodger?” 

“Trying to teach him to fetch. Can you help me?” Mary batted her eyelashes and Frank snorted, knowing she was going to get her way.  

“Lead the way.” Mary took his hand and pulled him back to the living room. “Ok the first thing we need to do is...” he stopped when he spotted a strawberry blonde seated in the room, looking at the tablet. “Umm,” she looked up and recognition hit her face. 

“Hi, you must be Frank’s friend.  I’m Katie,” she offered her hand.  

“Storm, John, Johnny Storm, I mean...” he ran a hand through his hair.  “Hi, I’m Johnny.”  

She giggled. “I know. Best pitcher in the National League, with a 2.69 ERA, second in the entire league behind Othani.”  Katie blushed after she rattled off her knowledge. “Sorry.”  

Johnny’s mouth was open and when she blushed, he snapped it shut. “No, that’s impressive.” Johnny flashed her a smile. “I hardly ever meet a girl with knowledge like that. Mostly, they talk about their dress or makeup.” He patted the back of his head.  “Sorry, I’m...” 

“Its ok. I think the only other woman I know who knows baseball is Abby so I understand.”  

“Well, I’m just going to help Strawberry with Dodger, but we’ll move to the backyard to give you space.’ Johnny stepped back but never took his eyes off Katie. 

“Oh, what are we working on?’’ 

“Fetch,” Mary said. “C’mon Johnny.” She pulled his hand.  

“I’m done for the day, I was just catching up on my fantasy team.” She stood up and smiled. “Let’s see if we can get Dodger to fetch.” Her smile was bright, and it took everything in Johnny not to swoon. Frank watched from the doorway. Abby appeared next to him.  

“Huh, I did not see that one coming.”  

“Just like Susie and Marco?” Frank looked down at his wife, eyebrow raised.  

“No idea what you are talking about.”  She gave him a sly smile and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders with a laugh.  

“Love you, Cricket.”  

“Love you, Frankie.” 

A couple of weeks later, Frank had just come back from a road trip and was in bed with Abby, resting. “I wanted to talk to you about something Cricket.”  

“What’s up?” She put her book down and looked at her husband. He was scruffy, his hair a bit longer that suited him. His arm was behind his head, flexing his forearm. God, she loved those arms when they were around her, holding her tight. Pinning her to him as he railed her.  She got lost in the look of him for a second before she heard, “Perv.” She snapped back into reality.  “I am not a perv.  I don’t look at men like this.”  She booped him on the nose.  “Just you.”  

“Best you only be looking at me like this,” he growled. He kissed her gently and then moved down to her jawline and neck.  Abby slide down with him, moaning softly as he continued his assault. “Taste so sweet, Cricket.”  

“Frankie,” she moaned. “I thought... shit... I thought you wanted to talk.” She closed her eyes as his lips trailed over her collar bone.  

“We will, when I’m done.”  He moved to pull her chemise away and kissed the flesh of her breast.  She squeaked when he tugged on a nipple with his teeth, not hard but just enough to bring them to attention. When he’s done lavishing her breasts, he moves south, kissing and licking, tasting the skin that is his. “Always so sweet, Cricket.” 

Abby squirms as Frank kisses around her waist. “Frankie,” she mumbles.  

“So impatient,” he tsks. He gently pulls the scrap of lace she calls panties away from her body. He sees that she’s glistening for him. He kisses right over her clit, and she arches her back with a soft moan. “So sensitive.” He looks at her face as he teases her clit with his tongue. Thank fuck their room was on the other side of the house from Mary and Scott, because Abby lets out a loud moan from the action.  Frank grins and dives in, sucking and teasing her core, placing a hand on her stomach to keep her from moving.  

“Oh god, Frankie,” she cried out as he pushed her higher and higher. “Please, fuck, please,” she pleaded.  

He let a large finger get covered in her juices before he slid it into her entrance, pulling out and adding another, hearing her wail as he hit that soft spot inside her. “So tight Cricket, fuck, squeezing me tight.” Over and over, he hit that spot and suckled on her swollen clit before she shattered under hit, eyes rolling to the back of her head, a cry of pleasure leaving her lips.  He guided her through before he pulled away.  He licked his finger clean, giving her a moment to breathe before climbing on top of her.  

“I’m gonna fuck a baby into you, My Cricket.”  

And he thrusted home. She gasped, his thick cock still surprising her. “Frankie!” she moaned. “So Full!”  

“Yeah baby, you like that? Such a good girl, taking my cock so well.” He slides back and thrusted in again, feeling her walls clamp over him. “Fuck Cricket, my queen.” He was slow and steady, hard and deep.  

She cried out as he hit that spot that only his dick or fingers could find. “Frank, I can’t.”  

“Yes, you can my love. Give me one more. Let me feel you cum all over me.” Frank pumped his hips harder into her before reaching down and stroking her clit, causing her wail as she reached her peak again.  “Fuck yes baby! Ah shit!” Frank roared as cummed in her hard as she pulsed around him. He collapsed on her for a moment before getting on his forearms, keeping most of his weight off of her. He watched as he eyes focused again on him, the dizziness from her orgasm clearing.  He kissed her softly. “I love you, Cricket.”  

“I love you Frankie,” she whispered. She kissed his lips and then his cheek as he went to kiss her forehead. He pulled away gently, rolling onto his back. She cuddled into his side; his arm wrapped around her. There was silence for a few moments, just their breathing could be heard as it settled to normal.  

“About what I wanted to talk about,” Frank started.  

“Is it bad?” 

“No, I don’t think so.” He sighed, kissing her hair. “I’ve been thinking about our situation.” She moved to sit up, but he held her close. “No, not that. I was thinking that maybe we should talk to Mary.”  

“About what?” 

“About becoming her parents.  For real.”  

This time, Abby forced her way to a seated position, clutching the sheets around her chest. “Are you serious?” 

Frank could usually tell what his wife was thinking. But tonight, in this moment, he was lost. “Cricket, if you think it’s a bad idea or if you don’t...” 

“Shut up Franklin.” Abby’s eyes became shiny. “All I’ve ever wanted to do was make Mary our girl, officially.  She’s mine, she’s always been ours.” A single tear fell. “I just thought you never wanted to because of Diane.”  

“Baby,” he cupped her face a wiped the tears with his thumbs. “I didn’t want to before because I wanted to do it with you. You’re her momma.” He kissed her gently and Abby cried. “That a yes, Cricket?” 

“Absolutely.” She started to get out of bed.  

“Where are you going?” 

“To tell Mary.”  

“Its 1 AM Cricket. She’s asleep.” Frank pulled her back into bed as she pouted. “We gotta talk to Andy to make sure we can first.” He kissed her temple and pulled the covers over them again.  

Abby laid down and stared at the ceiling. “We still gonna try for a baby? Because, you know, I have to stop my birth control for that to happen.”  

Frank stilled, realizing what he had said in the heat of the moment. “I know.”  

“You still want kids with me?” Abby chewed her lip.  

“Cricket, I would have a baseball team with you, if you let me.”  He smiled. “But for now, let's just try for one more.”  

Abby smiled. “So, this is our new adventure?” 

Frank tilted her face up. “The next adventure.” 

NEXT

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[h-harleybaby]

Wrestler Eric Cartman (aged up obvi) Pt. 10

I need therapy and I’m slowly becoming more obsessed with Jimmy and Cartman 💀

The entire reason I got on the South Park part of tumblr was Kenny but anyways, Jimmy needs more content and if y’all ever find some dm me <333

• The coaches definitely poke fun at your puppy like behavior towards Cartman. Always, without fail, says “Aww, where’s your boyfriend” and “You miss your boyfriend?” as a joke to you when he isn’t there

• Coach didn’t actually think y’all would ever get together because it’s fucking Eric and he’s known the high schooler since freshman year.

• The coaches took a liking to you and consider you like a daughter so would definitely have a talk with Eric saying how he should never treat you badly or they’d probably fail him

• You and Cartman have the wrestling study hall so y’all chill together and he lets you read tarot cards for him. He secretly loves how into it you get, it makes him really happy to see you so interested in something

• The wrestling season is coming to an end now (Cough so that means this is gonna end until I get ideas or until wrestling seasons starts again Cough) so everything’s calming down! It’s really nice to not have practice and be able to walk home with you without being tired

• Cartman kinda misses leaving the sweat imprints on you tho

• Well the high school wrestling season is over, BUT NOT FOR THE LITTLE KIDS

• So your team is helping out the younger kids and teaching them how to wrestle!

• It’s actually kinda cute, and for once you’re the older one so they somewhat respect you

• Besides a couple, but it’s fine because Cartman scares them and always keeps them in line for you <3333

• All of the younger kids either hope they’re like you guys in highschool or they think you’re gross af. Especially when you guys kiss, you can always hear a chorus of groans from the younger kids

• You’ve more or less adopted them all as your children and Cartman begrudgingly just went with it. He doesn’t mind kids, he even wants his own some day but these kids- were so god damn annoying

• One time he actual threw one of his shoes at one of them and then the kid smirked at him before the kid threw it at him. MY GOD THE LOOK ON HIS FACE WHEN HE FELL OH HIS KNEES BECAUSE THAT KID KNEW WHERE THEY WERE AIMING

• The fact that when he tried putting on his shoe the shoelace broke 😭😭 (if y’all follow me you know where that came from 💅)

• I think it’s safe to say he hated those fucking kids. Well not really, you cared for them so it’s ok ish

• CARTMAN ABSOLUTELY DESPISED HOW HORNY THE MIDDLE SCHOOLERS WERE THO! They were all really gross and greasy and they kept flirting with you. Ofc you would never go for one of them, especially because of the age difference but it still pissed him off

• A lot of them called you mommy and told you pick up line after pick up line while you and him cringed like y’all never have before

• Thank god middle school wrestling is only a month, although you two will miss those annoying lil buggers good fucking riddance

• Anyways, end of wrestling season means field trips as a team! Like going to see a movie together as a team and having a banquet

• You have to beg Cartman to get on the zipline at the venue you’re at and even when you beg him he’s still hesitant

• He looked so stupid on the zipline and he screamed over a small jump I CANT-

�� I can see him literally FIGHTING with everyone so they could all see a horror movie as a team

• He thought it was super boring while everyone on the team literally looked white because they were all scared, you even had a death grip on him it was hilarious

• Everyone on the team refused to talk to Cartman for a second because now they were wondering why they even let him out of all people choose a movie

• It’s fine tho, he held you for most of the movie

• Even tho he was teasing you for wanting to be held it was still real sweet

GOD I’M F I N A L L Y FINISHING THIS

It’s not proof read at all sorry guysssss

[vennussy]

Ronance Fic Idea #2: Single Mom Nancy x Soccer Coach To Her Child Robin AU

hi welcome to another episode of its currently 1am and venny is self projecting, in today's episode we have the second part to my ronance ideas yipee!! here's the link to the first part [tw: mentions of torture and murder there] and sit back and relax since this one is more wholesome 🥰

edit: i started this at 2am and finished at 3:30am so pls beware there will be mistakes and i'll reread it tmrw when im not dying. im sorry who has to suffer through this now tho, may the lesbian goddesses be with you

set in a modern-ish time (I'm still not sure when this fic would take place in but definitely not the 80s) with no upsidedown or anything like that, and because of this nancy doesn't end up with jonathan.

nancy and steve were young and experimenting when steve accidentally gets nancy pregnant at 17. nancy's dad doesnt allow her to abort and practically disowns her while karen, the sweet angel she is, helps nancy with little max so she can learn how to take care of a child while still being able to go to school.

at some point steve and nancy breaks up mutually due to the fact they started to fall out of love and that raising max wasn't making their collapsing relationship better. but to this day, steve still stays in hawkins, working multiple jobs to send money to nancy for max's welfare and college. (ik he was an ass in s1 but idc, i want him to be a good dad)

after nancy finishes her college (let's say she doesnt go to emerson but another high level college in indiana), a year later, nancy gets a job and boston where her and max officially move to at the age of 23 for nancy and 6 for max.

HERE COMES THE SELF PROJECTING WOO!!

since nancy was practically away all the time due to her studies, she didnt really got to raise max that well and have a distant relationship with her. after they move to boston, nancy tries to fix her ralationship with max. and though max loves her and understands why she practically wasnt there for half of her life, she just doesn't know her own mother that well anymore, so she distance herself and nancy having a family who are also distant, didnt know what to do.

(i am totally not self projecting my own mother's neglection when i was younger only for her to try harder around my peak teen years and being absolutely successful bcs i love my mom so much and she's still trying her best)

ANYWAYS !! who else to save their relationship than Robin "I Will Love Someone And I Will Show It In Every Way" Buckley!!!

nancy is 31 now and is the chief editor for the popular boston bugle papers (hehe fallout 4 reference), whereas max is 14, starting her first year in highschool. they're relationship is still a bit strained but if not improving little by little until one day max comes home eagerly and tells nancy about a new friend she met in school that asked her to join the soccer team after seeing her kick the ball during her gym class (said friend was jane hopper). nancy was nothing but supportive of the idea and asked her how she could join.

apparently for freshmen newcomers, they have to go to this initiation with a parent or guardian just to get direct permission for their child but if not then a signed form is plausible. ofc nancy chooses the former option wanting to watch her daughter play in a school team for the first time as she was interested in sports like softball, volleyball, basketball and skateboarding but never commiting to it through a school team until now.

SO INITIATION DAY COMES !!!

nancy is sitting along the outside bleachers just people watching and looking at max with jane and all that shit when the presentation comes and the official gym teacher introducing herself. thats when the most beautiful woman comes in looking distressed and interrupts her during her introduction to the parents and children. nancy finds out that the woman was the soccer coach who only part-times as a coach for the school soccer team. robin buckley.

obv robin looked distress bcs her ass woke up late and was almost late to the intiation.

now the pining insues, nancy practically staring at robin the whole intiation and only looking away once in a while to watch her daughter beat the shit out of everyone else in the team along with her new friend like holy shit bro.

during the intiation she meets a nice woman named joyce where nancy can finally be friends with and tells nance that she's actually the mother of max's new friend. and yadda yadda plot plot.

SO thats the most of it now on to the little fun facts of the story !!

max is ginger bcs karen's parents and her are ginger but she dyes her hair blonde so dont be confused

steve is practically besties with nancy now and has the same distant relationship problems with max too, but she still loves him

"mom, why is my second name mayfield?" "bcs you decided that you wanted me to have a miserable time while i was out on the field with your dad and left my stomach. it was may at the time too" "oh-"

nancy has dated people in the past but none of them stayed that long due to nancy's distant personality and max's evil gremlin one

max def got her sarcasm from nance. who else? steve? yeah no.

robin is 28 in the fic and is not the sweet innocent robin we know 🥺 i mean she is still sweet and caring but not so innocent if u know what i mea- *gunshot*

joyce was very sweet at learning that max was a teen pregnancy and even often invites her and nancy for dinner

nancy meets jonathan and they become friends

fun fact will was there for el's intiation bcs he could never miss a soccer game for el as el could never miss any of will's award night for his paintings!!

robin and max get along well through soccer AND their sarcasm towards the boys

nancy is unlabled and doesnt care who she dates as long she likes them and can love max too

nancy teaches max all of about sexuality and gender respectfully thats why max is so open minded

nancy doesnt fall for robin at first sight, she was mostly intrigued and attracted to her but the more they talk the more she fell for her

gonna uni reverse this shit and say nancy fell first but robin fell harder

robin part times as a soccer coach and full time as a barista in a coffee shop

thats how they officially met

robin is new to boston, she only moved a few months ago from france, her parents are american tho

max loves hearing robin's adventures while traveling around europe

robin is very physical and bcs of this, she teaches nancy (indirectly ofc) how to express love through simple gestures and she starts doing this to max

when max was hugged tightly for the first time than what she can remember from nancy, she freezes and nancy thinks she made a mistake before max hugs back

max soon realizes that she loves physical affection

robin calls nancy the sweetest things and tells her that a compliment, even small, to max wont hurt

"hey max?" "yeah?" "good job during the game today, im proud of you" "........*sobs*" "MAX?!"

safe to say max and nancy's relationship started to heal and they often even joke around now, something they almost never do due to nancy's reserve personality and max's distant one

"mom pls tell me you weren't looking at coach buckley's ass today" "okay fine i wont!" "...." "*whispering* i do it everyday-" "MOM PLEASE"

robin then shows nancy the beauty of quality time love language, something nancy lacked with max

anyways thats all for now, i hope yall know i started writing this at 2am and its now 3:39am

I HAD FUN THO!!! this one was a woozy to write but i hope yall enjoyed it, maybe i will write a fic of this since i loved it sm

we'll see 👀👀

[skittidyne]

i finished ur book ahhhh!! aaAHH!! i love ur characters so much i love isaac i love mirai i love christine i love them all!!! i have a questión.. if ur characters were to have "normal" nonmagical professions, what do u think theyd be?

i'm so glad you've enjoyed it!! you're also the first person who has admitted they love isaac! how does that feel :3c

i feel like my little cast of misfits would boil down to "professional couchsurfers/bums" but here are some Actual Thoughts put into things!

vivienne would be a professional student. she makes money participating in tests and trials and studies, plus publishing the most niche academic papers you can imagine, and gets consulting fees for even more niche stuff. no one is precisely sure what her field of expertise is anymore.

dana is still a bookshop manager because she enjoys it :3 walker would still be a law intern, too, and emil & christine would still be teenagers. (emil would work part-time at the bookstore. christine probably volunteers in her free time, when not grinding for a 4.0+ gpa.)

mark runs a self-help shtick. blog posts, webinars, in-person vaguely therapy-ish meetings, he's published two books, etc etc. is it a job? who knows. it does make him money, however, and he's good at encouraging people, so there's that.

natalie runs a moderately successful etsy store selling homemade cosmetics, bath bombs, scents, and some one-off pieces of jewelry. she has excellent email customer service but enjoys not having to do in-person customer service.

isaac would work as a freelance beta tester and probably help with indie games on the side, plus freelance video editing for streamers when he gets bored/needs cash.

sam is a professional Good Boy. (omg could you imagine him as a professional cuddler)

mirai would be like. some sort of adrenaline junkie youtuber/influencer. they just do the most batshit things you can think of, make videos of it (while screaming about the safety measures you should take that they're ignoring), and get the most random sponsorships you can imagine. isaac occasionally helps edit their videos into something approaching coherency. but only sometimes.

megan is still in med school hell, i'm sorry. it's their calling in life.

codi would probably be [REDACTED], still mistaken for an assassin by dana.

lucien would've invested early in apple and amazon and now is a professional rich asshole.

thomas would be a high school teacher, either english or history, the type that also teaches one-off classes like psych and anatomy or something because they can't get a dedicated teacher for such a small part of the curriculum. he also coaches both basketball teams. he gets very into it, especially during games, but ofc the high schoolers think it's hilarious and egg him on.

[sukirichi]

jujutsu kaisen characters as students in high school: (non-canon AU)

featuring: itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi, gojo satoru, getou suguru, & ryoumen sukuna notes: some parts include you as their friend, or even their high school love! (this is unedited/ not proofread)

masterlist ! requests are open 

𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐉𝐈

he’s not the brightest bulb, but he makes up for it through hardwork and enthusiasm

yuuji is literally that classmate everyone is just friends with

the type who waves with a smile, saying “good morning!” the moment he walks through that door

with that being said, since he’s everyone’s friend, i headcannon that yuuji doesn’t really have a best friend because he’s so open and available to everyone it’s hard to have just a one on one conversation with him

not to say he’s always surrounded by a crowd that you can’t get near him, but everyone likes talking to yuuji

he just fits in so well and understands people 

kind of like how he easily clicked with junpei (please, i miss him, i still can’t believe that he’s...you know...)

whether it’s the guys raving to him about sports

or girls shyly talking about their crush on class or about that new shojo manga

yuuji is open to anything and everyone. this boy wears his heart on his sleeve and he’s honestly such a precious boy, please be kind to him <3

the type of student that gets called to answer in class but isn’t shy to admit he doesn’t know the answer while rubbing the back of his neck

he does pay attention tho

i think it’s canon that yuuji is a dedicated man, like from that time he just watched movies straight and kept his cursed energy controlled so the cursed corpse would stop hitting him

overall, yuuji is a very hard working student! 

he wouldn’t get over the top grades, but he’s really proud of himself (and he should be!)

also that one kid in class that is surprisingly good in sports despite his lanky figure and laid back persona, because all the other sports-craved people are always flexing or challenging other captains 

but plot twist, this boy is ripped and very, beautifully kept in trim

yeah he’s not really into club activities that much

not because he hates them, but he’s just not that into it. he’s more than glad to join in whatever activities though and enjoys them, but if asked what he’d like to do, it wouldn’t be that first thing that came to mind

in conclusion: itadori yuuji is the class sunflower that lights up everyone’s day  🌻

yuuji’s role: the hard worker! 

𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈

hands down, megumi is THAT student

if you’re volunteering in the library, you can sure as hell guarantee you’ll see megumi there

he doesn’t like studying in class because it’s too noisy, so if he’s in school, you’ll always see his name in the library logs

he’s that kid that aces all exams

the type to scowl when he sees a 96% mark because he’s expecting a perfect mark

okay before you come at me, i’m not saying megumi is that annoying smart kid in class that goes, “Oh, I’m so dumb, just a 96?”

no he’s more frustrated at himself because he knows he studied hard and lost sleep over it. he’s just wondering where he went wrong. he has literal note cards and customize flash cards on an app on his phone, waking up every four am and probably taking supplement classes after regular school hours

i headcannon that megumi is someone who always wants to do his best and actually goes through lengths to prove his worth

maybe it stems from having the need to show who he really is and what he’s capable of

but yeah i can totally see him doing that

also that cute student that keeps visiting the cafe every saturday morning, wearing a black hoodie and headphones tucked in, his pretty hands nestling over a book

he looks like a gamer but honestly i don’t think he’s got time for that lmao

would also be that guy people find hard to approach because of his quiet and reserved self

he’s pretty intimidating too

definitely sits beside the window at the back of the class. you can’t fight me on that

just because he’s smart and loves studying, it doesn’t mean he’ll sit on the front row and raise his hand every damn second

the teachers will encourage him to participate in class a little bit more, especially after seeing he’s awkward during group activities, but megumi just really prefers to do things by himself

i also headcannon him eating in the cafeteria like everyone else instead of having his alone time during a rooftop? like idk i can’t picture megumi completely isolating himself like that

he blends in well in a way that you know he’s just like everyone else; a human

but he also stands out in the manner that he’s a lot more introverted and reserved compared to everyone else

surprisingly good during sports and relay games

100% reliable

the type to stay up at midnight to finish a group project, sighing because his groupmates doesn’t care as much as he does, but turns it in anyway the next day

he’d be annoyed at them, but he doesn’t really like confrontation so he doesn’t out them to the teacher like that

but he’s also not someone who lets people walk over him, so he’ll simply say something about his groupmates becoming more responsible and to be serious for once as a “warning”

and yeah, he may be closed off, but once you get really close with him (even better if you have similar interests) you’ll find there’s a lot more to him than what you’ve originally seen and he’s actually a pretty great friend and supportive classmate

would teach you instead of just letting you copy his work or snap pictures of his notes

ugh he’s so responsible and morally right and that’s so attractive help

in conclusion: fushiguro megumi is the hidden gem  💎

megumi’s role: the intellectual outsider!

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

man...i don’t know how to start this

i’ve said this about megumi, but gojo is also that student

no, in fact, he’s THE student

everyone loves him. literally everyone

the teachers? smitten

his classmates? in love

the school guard? calls him by his first name

the cleaning lady? turns into a star with the way she lightens up when he’s there

the cafeteria staff? yeah free food because he’s gojo satoru

gojo is what i like to call the “one who has it all” because....well, he kind of does

he’s really smart and talented, which comes as a surprise to everyone in the first day of school when he nearly gets kicked out for falling asleep in class

only for everyone to be shocked that he knows the answer already and the teacher is only discussing chapter 1 lmao

yeah he’d be that kid who always sleeps in class

or is playing games on his phone behind an open textbook

he literally doesn’t listen to what the teacher is saying at all - or at least that’s what he wants you to think

man is a god at multitasking and his seatmate would snicker because he’s crushing his enemies at a phone game, but then gojo coolly corrects the teacher about history or something

he’s pretty laid back tbh

but when he’s got everyone’s attention on him? ofc he’d show off

basketball meats are wild. even students from neighbouring schools would visit just to see gojo play - and he’s not even an official member! the coach just asked him to replace a sick player but boy won that champion shot

omg BASKETBALL PLAYER GOJO I CAN’T

but he pretty much excels at everything

except cooking class, gosh, don’t ever bring this man anywhere near a fire. that’s probably the only thing that really got him to detention this time because he always somehow talks himself out of getting that red card with his words and charm

also that kid that would receive lots of confession letters, chocolates, and random gifts in his shoe lockers

he knows he’s handsome and he’s not shy about it. in fact, he’s shameless when it comes to his allure on people

but he also doesn’t really date anyone (it’s canon this man won’t stay loyal to a single woman lmao)

if he and megumi were classmates, they’d be sort of rivals

megumi would always come on top of class, but gojo is just a breath away from the former’s perfect marks. if it only weren’t for megumi’s squeaky clean record and reputation - whereas satoru’s is TAINTED as heck - and the fact that gojo doesn’t really study as much as gumi, then yeah he’d also be top of the class if he wanted to

on a much more serious note,,,gojo acts like nothing really bothers him and he’s simply that effortless

but i feel like he grew up with tutors from a very young age and that’s how his natural intelligence was just further improved and increased with that type of environment in his childhood

and unlike megumi, i don’t think gojo would really have a set goal in mind on who he wants to be or what he wants to do in the future

he’d just be enjoying the moment <3

in conclusion: gojo satoru is the effortless god!

satoru’s role: the lazy king everyone is envious of 

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

the playboy

you can’t argue with me on this one

he just is, i feel it deep in my SOUL he just is

moment he walks in, all classy and suave aura and all, you can honestly smell and taste the amount of confidence that drips from him

probably came from a well-off family

probably the mayor’s kid lmao and he’s been used to the attention ever since he was young

much like megumi, he’s not really the type to show off his intelligence

and similar to gojo, people are surprised he’s actually got them brain cells just because everyone is more focused on his appearance first

like who would expect this tall hunk beautiful beast of a man with long hair and piercings actually liked classic novels and could effortlessly recite sonatas and poems in different languages

yeah i headcannon that getou is an intellectual, cultured man

ofc having long hair and piercings isn’t allowed in his school, but because he’s geto and the school knows about his family’s influence, they just let it slide

probably comes late to school too

he eats in the cafeteria, but you don’t really see him indulge much. some days, he’ll have his own fancy bento box prepared by a family chef, but geto is actually pretty simple and humble that he also buys packed bread or canned coffee 

takes the library volunteer by surprise when he drops by one friday after class to borrow an old classic novel that even your professors had a hard time analysing

but geto’s like, “oh this? yeah i last read it when i was thirteen, thought i’d read it again”

IDK WHY but I can see him as sort of breaking the rules when it comes to the school uniform

top three buttons of his shirt open when he’s feeling hot or something

doesn’t really keep his tie that tight too

but overall, geto is a composed and well-put together guy

i just can’t picture him slacking when it comes to his appearance, he’s too fancy and pretty for that

he’s also similar to megumi in a way people find it hard to approach them, but most definitely, geto also receives confessions often 

i can see him dating someone after being interested in someone in school and actually being serious with them unlike gojo

then they would be “that” couple that’re just so couple goals

not the type that goes overboard with pda and pulls off the angry face emoji when they hear someone talking about them and they’re like, “NO HE’S MINE”

okay that’s cringe but i legit witnessed that way too many times in high school yall cant blame me lmao

but they’d be more like the chill laid back couple that supports each other in everything and you can just tell they have a happy, healthy relationship

(oh to be getou’s girlfriend in high school and his first love and all his firsts)

in conclusion: getou suguru is the unpredictable!

getou’s role is: that one classmate you really admire but he’s so far out your league but he’s genuinely a good guy anyway so you’re happy for him no matter what <3

𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

okay okay hear me out but...the stoner

i really can’t see him any other way guyssss

and if you’re his classmate, you most likely wouldn’t see him that much either

dude is like 2-3 years older than everyone in class and he doesn’t give a shit about it

he’ll come like...once a week, if he’s in the mood enough

teachers don’t even bother scolding him for his tattoos anymore because there’s rumours going around he’s the son of a yakuza leader or that he’s a gangster who sells organs or some creepy dark stuff

ofc he doesn’t do that

he just does drugs and gets drunk at most

sukuna doesn’t really have that much friends either. yeah he parties with people and often gets high with some older kids, but he doesn’t genuinely enjoy their companies either

would totally come to school with his uniform unironed

red-eyed from his high and naps at the back of the class, making the teacher soften their voice in fear of waking him up

also doesn’t have a pen or paper

i mean...he doesn’t even bring a bag

fails the exams all the time, making him repeat year by year, and he’s even known for beating his senpai up for something stupid and sending the guy to a hospital where he stays for two weeks

but on the other hand

he’s also freakishly attractive and surprisingly easy to talk to

you probably bumped into him one time and you profusely apologize, but then he notices something about, something odd like, “did you just cut your hair?”

“uhm yes...you noticed?”

sukuna shrugs lazily, “noticed something was different, but whatever. it looks good on you though.”

he’s just soooo nonchalant most of the time, it’s hard to believe he’s actually pretty violent

but yeah this man has anger issues i’m sorry

but with that speaking, i actually don’t see sukuna as a bully with like a gang of his “followers” or that type of jazz

he’s more like the kid that hides under the bleachers or gets high in a storage room while everyone else is occupied with school festivals

it’s a shock he even came, but sukuna just says “free food is always a gift” but ofc it’s not free food...he just steals from the stalls

now here comes the fun part

so now that we know sukuna pretty much is a hopeless case...suddenly, he isn’t? maybe he meets you, the class volunteer who goes out of their way to visit his shabby apartment just to hand him his class work that he’s missed out on

he obviously disses you at first and ignores you, telling you to get lost

but somehow your kindness and persistence has him breaking

now he starts coming to school often, carrying a pack of gum or mint pops because he smells like weed and he’s slightly conscious of himself

this is supposed to be just them being students in high school, but i could honestly sukuna changing colors once he just gets a better grasp of what would be good for him

or maybe something finally interests him and gives answers to his silent questions

i feel like he’s such a troubled kid and just lacks proper care and attention, but once you become his friend and show him you don’t have bad intentions, he’s actually a loyal and decent guy

and when you two finally get close, you eventually gain enough courage to tutor him. sukuna is actually pretty smart too, he just doesn’t like studying, but when you compliment him, oh man, he melts

“yeah, you actually got that right! i told you you could do this!”

tsk,” he scoffs, “that’s all kindergarten shit.”

“if it is, then why haven’t you graduated?”

“shut the fuck up.”

although he sneers, you and sukuna have gotten close enough that you know both of you don’t mean anything bad behind those words and it’s all light hearted teasing

oh and when you ask him to take a picture with you for “high school memories?”

sukuna is disgusted

“get that thing away from my face - did you just take my photo?”

“yeah, you look pretty cute here! i’m so printing this and putting this in my album.”

sukuna is about to scold you even more, but the thought of you putting your photo together - even when he’s frowning in the picture - in something as sentimental as a photo book really has him softening up

would even try - keyword is try - to study more just so you’d stop frowning when you see his paper covered in red marks all over again

and he’d even try cutting down on his weed for the sake of his “health”

ofc he won’t suddenly - or ever, even - become the amazing student megumi is

he’ll still get into trouble because he’s impulsive and has poor coping skills, also he’s not good with words or dealing with his emotions

but on his good days, he’s a pretty funny guy

it just takes a lot to see that side of him, but it’s worth the time and patience

also i was expecting to write funny scenarios or imagines of stoner! sukuna because he’s too high to even hold a proper conversation sometimes but all i got is him saying weird words like “snail trap” or something when you ask him how his day is

would also have that garbled little laugh when he’s so out of it

sukuna will try to be better though, you just need to be patient him

but my GOSH when he finally graduates

he’s going to hide that little smile because deep down, he’s also pretty proud of himself and how far he’s come <3

lol now this makes me want to writer a high school au lololol

in conclusion: yeah he’s the stoner with a good heart 

which is so not canon...this shouldn’t even be a headcanon we know ryoumen sukuna is PURE EVIL but oh well maybe when I’m down from my sukuna high I’ll write him a lot more canonically

[miyuwuki]

can I request being best friend with miyuki kazuya, and then falling in love and dating. (hq or scenario anything is fine), thanks and have a nice day♡~

AWW THE TYPICAL BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS! i think an hc would suffice hehe thank you for the idea my love!

warnings: none

miyuki kazuya x reader

my two in one

you and miyuki had been friends for as long as both you can remember

you or miyuki never had a lot of friends, so because of this it made you two inseparable

no matter how many times you guys tried to make other friends, it always came down to you and him

you guys teased each other a lot

and he would make you play catch with him 90% of the time

“kazuya, i want to watch a movie!”

“after we play catch for a bit”

when you found out he wanted to go to seido for baseball you figured you might as well too and become a manager or something. you just wanted to be with him

and you did! you became one of seido’s baseball managers, taking your job very seriously

your gaze would always be stuck on miyuki; he shone much brighter on the field and the way his passion was just oozing out attracted you to him

i mean it was something you always admired growing up

you would also stay with him after practice as he’s batting while having a normal conversation or whatever

“what did you have for lunch today?” miyuki would ask as he’s swinging the bat

“i had a bun”

“that’s no good, stupid. i’ll bring you lunch tomorrow”

and ofc you love his cooking (as i say in every miyuki prompt)

people thought you guys were dating from how much you spent time together

but you would just say “he doesn’t have any other friends”

and he was gonna fight you but you told him not to test you and he just grumbled

the other students would be like “just get together already”

you guys have study sessions together because you guys excel in different areas so it balances it out. he helps you with whatever you’re not good at and vice versa

sometimes he would go over to your place and just watch a movie or cherish your company

would literally just sit there as you’re minding your business

you don’t know this but he enjoys being around you a lot

for a long time you’ve always been his safe space

you never would’ve thought that you liked your best friend until a bunch of girls kept confessing to him

yeah i mean you understood and you’ve always thought he looked good too but you couldn’t help but think “mine”

but you didn’t want to tell miyuki in fear of ruining your friendship. it meant so much to you and you were willing to keep it the way it was than risking it all just because you had feelings for him

but one time you caught him talking to a girl and then later that day when you guys were supposed to study together, he blew you off to study with her

kazuya> hey y/n, i’ll be studying with another friend tonight. we can study together next week

you> ok

you felt so betrayed

so you decided to ignore him

and the whole day he was like “y/n why are you so upset?” “what’s wrong?” “y/n talk to me”

and then you would have enough and lash out

“it’s always been the two of us so why are you being so friendly to everyone!” you huffed

he would be in shock for a second and then chuckle after

and you’d be like “WHAT’S SO FUNNY STUPID KAZUYA”

and he’d be like “so.. you were jealous?”

you’d blush so hard and stomp away, not wanting him to know your little secret

but he grabs your hand and stares at you seriously

“do you like me, y/n?”

your heart’s beating so fast and out of fear you run away

you tell coach kataoka that you feel ill (to avoid miyuki) and went straight home after school

until he knocks at your door panting

“why weren’t you at practice today?”

and you’d tell him to go away

“stop running y/n, talk to me”

you start to get frustrated at this point

“what do you want me to say, kazuya? i like you but i can’t do anything about it”

you start to cry and ramble

“it’s so dumb, falling for you and having to grow up and meet other people, i feel so stupid and idiotic and—

“can you shut up for a second”

and you’d be like “what the fuck?”

and he’d be like “you are stupid. you are dumb. you are everything you think you are—”

“get straight to the point”

“but they’re everything i like about you too”

you just stare at him because what

your best friend just reciprocated your feelings

miyuki is a blushing mess

after that day you guys got together but not much has changed

you guys still act the same way and tease each other a lot

ofc there are perks

like behind closed doors, miyuki can’t get enough of you so he’s always clinging on to you or trying to kiss you

sometimes you’d sneak into the dorm to cuddle with him

a lot more affection through actions, words, everything

would tell you to wear his jersey at his games despite being the manager

a lot of “finally’s” especially from kuramochi

“IT’S ABOUT TIME”

you guys would rarely fight because you guys already know so much about each other

you’re so happy about it because now he’s really yours and you won’t let any other woman touch him

you guys are such an iconic duo it was meant to be

miyuki loves you 10x more just because you’re his best friend and girlfriend in one

he wouldn’t have it any other way

after all, in all these years his eyes weren’t on anyone else but you

BONUS

would tease you with cringe nicknames

“OH BUTTERCUP, WHERE ARE YOU!”

“kazuya if you don’t stop with those pet names i will make you run ten times more than sawamura later”

“aren’t we dating”

“yeah and”

THIS MELTED MY HEART I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS ANON TT <3 THANK YOU

[bipercabeth]

“your hands are shaking” + percabeth !!! 🥺 (ofc I went for the hands)

started this with the intention of writing a lil drabble between roommates ch 9 and 10, but it got away from me. here’s 1.4k of soft idiots and hands

Percy comes home from the last swim practice before states and promptly throws himself onto the couch, tossing an arm over Annabeth’s thighs and pressing his face into the cushion next to them, his skin and breath contrasting the pervasive cold their radiator fights against. Today was the last intense day, so she knows he's hurting even before he hooks his hand under her leg to pull himself closer and groans with the effort. Annabeth sets the notes she scooped up upon his entry down on the coffee table and combs a hand through his damp hair with a frown.

"Did you walk all the way here with wet hair? Perce, it's freezing out."

"Can you let a guy die in peace?"

"We both know it's my life's purpose to make sure you never know peace, so I'm gonna need you to answer the question."

"You know the answer."

She thunks him gently on the back of his cold head but soothes his responding whine by scratching her nails along his scalp. He purrs, a low throaty sound she feels through the couch and his grip on her. Her playlist plays through the TV, a soft instrumental meant to help her focus on school. Instead it zeroes her in on Percy's profile, the edges of him that soften in the light of their apartment and her company. Soft black curls drape over his eyes, and she pushes it back to find them closed in contentment. A finger traces the line of his jaw of its own volition, soft and feather-light against the hard edge. She trails it down his crooked nose, which was broken one too many times to heal straight, and rides the bump over the dusting of freckles. Her fingertip only just traces his lips before he presses the barest of kisses to it, nearly shocking her into recoiling. Of all the sideways attempts at kissing him to express her feelings, he has never once made that move. It's just a whisper against her pointer finger, not her collarbone or cheek or wherever else she's laid her lips on him in a moment of courage, but it's significant all the same.

Instead of telling him that, she says, "If you get sick five days before states because you walked outside with wet hair in February, I'm actually gonna kill you.”

Percy ignores her threat. "Just wanted to get home to you."

"Well that's...incredibly hard to be mad at you over."

"It is, isn't it?" The corner of his mouth lifts just so, hinting at the dimple she knows will press into his cheek at a moment's notice.

"I take it back. I'm mad." She lifts his arm off her legs and attempts to scoot away, but he catches her around her legs again. She lets herself be manhandled, knowing her smile will betray her posturing the moment he looks up at her.

He pulls her closer than last time, now laying his head on her thigh, his cheek smushed against her sweatpants. "How's studying going?"

Annabeth's gaze flickers to the pile of books on the coffee table. "It's...going, I guess."

"You feeling okay?"

"Yeah, just..." She exhales and looks back to Percy, the most peaceful thing in the living room. "Midterms, ya know?"

"Like last time?"

There's an undercurrent of concern to his voice, one Annabeth is used to hearing but can never quite comprehend being directed her way. "No, not like last time. A good, normal amount of exam stress and existential dread." Her hand returns to his hair, which warms under her touch. "Is that why you hurried home?"

He looks up at her then, earnest despite the long day. "I just wanted to spend some time with you before our week explodes. You not going crazy is an added bonus though." His eyes undermine his tone as they search Annabeth's face, checking for eyebags and other signs of stress. Seemingly satisfied with his findings, he tucks his cheek back against her leg.

Resigning herself to being done with school work for the night, Annabeth nudges Percy and asks him to fish for the remote between the cushions. They're mid season six on New Girl, and she's hoping to finish before the week is up. Percy finds the remote and bends awkwardly to pass it to her behind his head.

"Percy, your hands are shaking," she says, taking the remote and his hand into her own.

"Practice was brutal today," he sighs. "Coach gave us this arm exercise where you do this between each stroke"—he flexes his hand before making a fist and opening it again—"for some reason. Threw us off for the beginning of practice, but it made us work harder in the end. That was probably the point, but right now it just sucks."

"Sit up."

"Annabeth, I can't ask you to—"

"You're not asking for anything. I'm telling you to sit up."

Percy heaves himself out of Annabeth's lap and rests against the back of the couch, turning to jelly in his attempt to protest. Paying him no mind, Annabeth throws her legs over his like a seatbelt and takes his far arm into her hands.

"Forearms bad?" she asks.

"It's all bad."

Annabeth rolls her eyes and flips his palm to the ceiling, feeling a slight tremor from the angle once more. She presses her thumbs from his knuckles to his wrist, the soft flesh of his palms malleable beneath her touch. They're the slightest bit clammy too, she notes with a small smile. They weren’t before her legs were in his lap.

Before long she moves to his forearms, anchoring his palm on her knee while she digs into the muscle and pushes out the lactic acid. Just as she reaches his elbow, she realizes she forgot to do anything with the TV.

"You can turn on whatever you like. I'm just gonna focus."

His voice is close. "I like watching you focus." Annabeth doesn't remember scooting almost entirely into his lap, though she's been leaning in the higher she travels up his arm. Doesn't mean she's ready to look up—with her tongue poking out in concentration, no less—and find his face inches away from hers.

Percy clears his throat and offers her his upper arm in the form of an escape. Annabeth takes it, sinking her fingers into his bicep and working out the stiffness.

It's a nice arm. Two of them, actually—he has two very nice arms. Objectively. From an artist's standpoint. It's no wonder Rachel used to use him as a model for anatomy studies in her drawing classes. He has good anatomy. Solid. Streamlined. A true swimmer's build, all broad shoulders and tapered torso.

Annabeth gives the swell of his shoulder one last squeeze and switches arms, scooting away slightly to make room for his wingspan. She starts the same way as last time: with his palm face up in hers. Her hands have memorized this route by now, so she lets her mind wander as she sets about his forearm.

"How's practice been? Besides the obvious, I mean."

"Do we include Sloan being a dick in the obvious?"

She can't help the way her fingers dig in. "No. You tell me about that. Always."

He sets his free hand on her shin for a moment, putting out a bit of her fire. "Nothing serious. Just stupid comments, usually under his breath. He's not going to try anything with Coach watching him the way he has been."

Annabeth focuses her frustration into her work, ignoring Percy's wince. "You promise you'd tell me if it was bad?"

"Do I have a black eye?"

She makes a show of looking. "Nope."

"Then he didn't say anything bad."

Annabeth finishes his arm and frowns. "That just means you didn't get hit." She picks up both of his hands and checks his knuckles. The skin is unbroken and unbruised, and he didn't wince at all when she worked his palms. In a lapse of restraint, she presses her lips there. "Keep 'em that way, okay?"

He chuckles, and she watches his Adam's apple move. "Yes ma'am. You done?"

She releases him with a flourish. "All done. Nothing to do now but wait."

Percy looks at her, his eyes dark. "I know the feeling."

[heyitsyn]

Keeping Up With Seijoh Ep. 5

a/n: ong this is going to be a bit of a crack episode w a tiny dash of flirty manager

for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!

anon:

-Watch the boys be all dramatic when yn misses a few days of school and suddenly show up with a broken arm😭✊🏻😔

- Dunno if this is a dream or not but i think you mentioned that yn is clumsy. Just imagine her carrying those cute band aids around for when she gets hurt. But what if she uses them on the boys when they get hurt

tumblr moot:

- She is looking down at the boy who is checking her scrap on her knee, when she smiles all cutely and shit "I fell for you" And cue the boy having a heart attack because she is way to cute

im totally not running out of seijoh gifs or anything

anyways!!

lets start!!

okay as mentioned before and as read above,,

you are quite clumsy

like there is a normal level of clumsy

but you are just on another level

like in manager part 2, your mom ltr was not shocked when you said you fell up the stairs like ‘oh okay. the weathers nice today’

lmao what

and youre also the type to not even know you got hurt like youd just be scratching your arm and youd find a bruise 

‘how did that get there?’

so it was common to find you with band-aids on you and bruises all over

like you entered the gym for practice and you were just doing your normal manager tingz when our meme bois saw you and zoomed towards you

‘y/n-chan!!! we missed you!!!!

makki screeched which scared you so you dropped the crate of bottles onto your feet

‘owie’

you mumbled, the pain settling in at an overwhelmingly quick pace so there were tiny tears in your eyes

the duo gasped and quickly kicked the crate to the side like they were angry at it for hurting you

uwu omg thats so cute

or the one time you were wiping the sweat from kyo’s forehead

he had a small soft smile that could only be seen by you as you got rid of the sweat 

but that smile turned into a frown when he got a glimpse at the discoloration on certain parts of your arms

‘y/n’

he whispered

you blinked up and he gently grabbed your arm, fingertips ghosting over the bruises

‘how could you do this to your beautiful skin’

he mumbles and you shrugged

‘hmm,,, i didnt even know they were there’

kyo shook his head with an amused chuckle and iwa, who was drinking water at the side, noticed you two

then he noticed more at your other arm and baby boi hurriedly ran over to you

next thing you know, you got best bois fussing over you always hurting yourself and kyo gently headbutts you to tell you off while iwa flicks your nose

‘honestly, we cant trust you by yourself’

you just giggled at them which caused them to stumble and fluster

THESE BOYS ARE SO SOFT LIKE PLEASE

its quite normal for you to look like you just fell down the stairs and be so surprised whenever the boys point it out

like youd have this confused pout  and tilt your head ‘hm? hello. how did you get here’

its kinda cute

and ofc you would naturally have your ointments for bruises or a first aid kit at all times bc you never really know when it happens and you need to treat it quickly

the boys always count on you for medical tape when their fingers bleed or whenever watari gets bruises all over his legs bc of too many flying dives

the bench was a common place for you to treat the others and our libero babie was sitting there at one practice

you were kneeled on the floor and gently applying ointment on the growing colors on his skin 

‘hmm,,, wata-san, be careful next time, okay? your skin is really soft and pretty. its a shame to ruin it’

he wanted to scoff at the irony and the hypocritical comment but your worried and concerned eyes made him softly smile and nod

‘mhm. i will’

even though it was uneeded on reddened places, you would dig in your bag and fish out a gudetama bandaid on it

it was like a doctor’s signature for you and it makes the boys ltr fall in love with you all over again

ororororor that one time where kindaichi accidentally got a papercut during your study sessions and he was tearing up slightly at the pain

LMAO YALL REALLY OUT HERE TOUGHING OUT PAPERCUTS LIKE ITS NOTHING BUT I ACT LIKE I GOT STABBED 10 TIMES 

you grinned at him to show that it was going to be okay and he let you sit on his lap so you could treat it

he still had a pout and you were giving him forehead kisses to calm him down

‘see? its going to be okay. nurse y/n-chan is the best out there and she’ll take care of you!’

he laughed slightly and you victoriously smiled

once it was all wrapped up, you placed a kiss on it

‘ya gotta kiss it to make it better’

not saying im doing a kindaichi route or anything but he may or may not tackled you with kisses with that comment

but sometimes, they would have to be the one to put that bandaid on you

like one day, you were walking down the stairs to go to the changing rooms for practice and humming softly when you caught sight of the tall volleyball player mattsun at the bottom of the stairs

he was just passing by and you noticed him, waving your hand and shouting his name

‘mattsun-san!’

you greeted and he turned and he smiled brightly at you

you excitedly increased your pace going down the stairs, not noticing that you stepped on the edge of the step and caused your foot to slip

unfortunately, mattsun was too far away for him to catch you so you tripped and scraped your knee

he flashnyoomed over to you and kneeled in front of you to examine it

ofc it hurt like hell but you put up a brave front

‘its okay, mattsun-san’

his adorable eyebrows scrunched in concern and he quickly shook his head and gently picked you up to sit 2 steps up

you watched silently as he grabbed ahold of the familiar blue first aid kit from your bag and he opened it to take out alcohol and other treatment things

his fingers worked to open the bottle and pour a little bit of alcohol before he gently reached out to grab your leg

but before that, our babie mattsun is a gentleman and looked up for a permission to help you

‘its okay, mattsun-san’

you giggled and you booped his nose

he was slowly cleaning the wound and you could still tell he was worried with how his brows were still furrowed

‘mattsun-san’

you called out and he looked up

you smiled cutely and looked down, flustered, then met his eyes again

‘i fell for you’

mattsun.exe stopped working

like deadass he blanked for a second then his brain processed what you said and when he did, he dropped the cotton ball and his face blew up red

this babie grimaced, eyes shutting tightly and head leaning on your thigh

you giggled at him and ran your hands through his hair

‘i swear, y/n, i swear’

he kept mumbling and his heartbeat quickened to the point he felt faint and he felt light-headed

you were just too cute

too damn cute for his heart

too damn cute for this world

just too cute

and thats not good

mattsun quickly regained his senses and hurriedly placed the ointment and the bandaid on to finish the job

you reached out with your hands for a hug and mattsun gladly leaned in and you clung to him like a koala which made him hold you tightly against his chest

‘hmm~~~~ thank you, mattsun-san’

you appreciated and gave him a kiss on his cheek in gratitude which made him hide his face in your neck

‘im going to get a heart attack, y/n. take responsibility’

he mumbled, nipping your neck 

you chuckled and played with the hair on his neck

‘hm~ okay~ i take responsibility~’

I SWEAR MY MATTSUN SIMP IS NOW PEAKING THROUGH

that was only one of the accidents the seijoh boys went through with you and i swear those boys have superior intelligence in medical care just because you get hurt so much

until that one faithful day

you werent there

you werent at school or at practice

ofc you texted the coaches and the team that you werent going to be at school for a while and they spammed you asking what happened or if you were okay

but you didnt want to worry them so you just said that you were okay and it was just something that happened

ONG OIKAWA ACTUALLY CAME TO YOUR HOUSE BUT YOU TOLD YOUR PARENTS AND NATSU TO TELL HIM TO GO AWAY BC IF HE FINDS OUT WHAT HAPPENED, THE CHILE WILL STORM INTO YOUR ROOM AND LECTURE YOU 

HE ONLY WENT AWAY WHEN YOUR DAD CAME OUT WITH A BROOM AND THREATENED TO HIT HIM IF HE CONTINUES TO BOTHER YOU

UKAI VIBES HONESTLY

IS UKAI YOUR FATHER?

CONSPIRACY THEORY?

BUZZFEED UNSOLVED COME SOLVE THIS

then you finally appeared

dear god 

kunimi saw you enter the classroom and he almost shot up to saturn when he saw your cast

‘y/n!’

he shouted and kindaichi heard it from his classroom beside yours and he also usain bolted towards your classroom to your desk

the boi texted the team you were here and they all raced to your classroom 

EVERYONE WAS HAVING A FIELD DAY WITH THE APPEARANCE OF THE BEAUTIFUL VOLLEYBALL TEAM LIKE THE BOYS + YOU?! GODSEND

oikawa screeched at the sight of your arm and everyone was firing questions at you but you couldnt focus on one so you just sat there sheepishly smiling

‘Y/N! WHAT DID-’

‘I SWEAR ITS LIKE WE HAVE TO-’

‘MY HEART ALMOST DIED!! I THOUGHT YOU DIED-’

thank god your professor entered the shooed them out with a large textbook but your teacher smiled at you

‘l/n, good to have you back’

at lunch, dear god there was a riot

kunimi strong man kunimi hoisted you in his arms and walked over to the hidden team stairwell where everyone was waiting

they all had narrowed eyes and crossed arms, with iwakyo tapping their foot

you did the 🥺👉👈 and their eyes softened at that sight alone

‘you see,,,, i had a,,, concert,,, in the shower,,, and slipped’

they blinked, confusion swirling over everyone’s head

‘excuse me? you said you slipped in the bath?’

‘for a concert?’

‘you sing?’

the team facepalmed at the reason you came in with a broken arm and you pouted at them

‘sorry, captain, everyone. i didnt mean to’

you mumbled but the others couldnt blame you so they pulled you to a group hug

‘i swear, y/n-chan, you will get yourself killed one day’

‘sorry’

you apologized again but oikawa flicked your nose

‘no dont apologize. we’ll just have to be there for you constantly to look out for you’

and he stuck to that word

like oikawa came over to your house early in the morning to pick you up from school and your dad thought it was just him bothering again

so he sighed, placed his newspaper down, took a sip of tea, then stood up to go to the closet for his broom

this mans took a deep breath before opening his door and shouting and waving his broom around maniacally

‘SHUT UP!!! YOURE DISTURBING THE NEIGHBORS!! I WILL BEAT YOUR LOUD CRUSTY DUSTY-’

that woke up everyone in the house and you bolted down the stairs, terrified yet chuckling at the sight

then something happened for everyone in the neighborhood-or Japan- to wake up

yanno the drill ladies and gents

oikawa screamed

a/n: sorry i disappeared for a HOT SEC but im back!! and we finally going back to the groove!!! and uwu thanks for sticking by and waiting for another update and the next one might be my first not-seijoh work in a LONG WHILE so look forward to that!!! 

[satorihub]

hey bestie 😌💅🏻 i was wondering if u could do some hcs for tsukishima, kuroo and asahi where they have a gf who is very artsy and good w paintings ??? thank u ily

𝖆𝖗𝖎'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊: hi bestie ✨✨😼 omg this is my first request so I hope it isn't bad 😔

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘: tetsurou kuroo, kei tsukishima, azumane asahi

𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 1192

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: fem!reader, fluff

KUROO, TSUKISHIMA & ASAHI WITH A PAINTER S/O

𝖙𝖊𝖙𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖔𝖚 𝖐𝖚𝖗𝖔𝖔 ⋆

─ ok so he doesn't know at first

─ but don't think he doesn't cares! he does, really, but yk, he's almost finishing high school and finals are tougher 😔😔

─ so I hc that kuroo really likes study dates, bc: 1. he's studying (probably chemistry, ew) what is something he likes; 2. he's with u!! that is someone he likes. so boom! win-win for tetsu 😌

─ so one day u had a really hard chemistry homework, but u reminded of your chemistry genius bf, tetsurou kuroo himself

─ so u decided to text him:

"hey babe, I got a big chemistry hw today. can u come over?"

─ but that day u were feeling inspired and decided painting meanwhile kuroo wasn't there

─ when he saw the message u sent him, he was happy! he likes helping u and kenma with school stuff, and he also likes challenging things yk. so hard homework? kuroo will NOT hesitate 😼😼

─ so the practice finished and he went to your house, he decided to take a shower on your place as well

─ he rang the bell and waited some seconds until he saw, you, with some paint in your cheeks

⋆

"what's this?", he asked pointing to your left cheek.

"what's what?", you replied, confused.

he used his thumb to swipe the paint and some of it stayed on his finger.

"this", he spoke, showing you his finger with a little bit of paint on it. "why is your face covered with paint?"

"oh", you finally realized what was happening. "I was inspired today, so I decided to paint", you explained. "wanna see it?", you asked.

⋆

─ if he wants to see it?? OF COURSE HE DOES! 🤩

─ and once he sees your paintings, bruh, he feels like he fell in love with u again

─ he thinks is so cool! he asks things like "when did u start painting?", "do u think is hard?", "can i buy one of these??"

─ like, kuroo, chill 💀💀

─ he probably says something like "i want u to paint me like one of your french girls ✨" and u are like "WHY are u such a DORK? but yea, sure babe"

─ he 👏🏼 brags 👏🏼 about 👏🏼 it 👏🏼 to 👏🏼 the 👏🏼 team 👏🏼

─ kuroo: DID YOU GUYS KNOW THAT-- kenma: kuroo, if you're going to talk about the fact that your s/o is an artist, yes, we do know. kuroo: b-but, guys- 😿

─ coach nekomata is also full of kuroo simping for u lmao

─ he just can't help it!! he loves u

─ anyways, kuroo is your number 1 simp AND supporter ✨✨💅🏼

𝖐𝖊𝖎 𝖙𝖘𝖚𝖐𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖒𝖆 ⋆

─ kei knows about it already, but he doesn't do anything about it lol

─ he's a very observant guy, so even before you two started dating he knew that you were into artistic stuff

─ he first noticed it when u guys went on a date and you had a paint brush behind your ear and didn't even realize it was there ??? like bruh

─ he's going to pretend like he doesn't care or something, but he just want to keep his salty boy reputation even if u both are dating

─ but once u decide to give him a little painting with some dinosaurs (on his bday or valentines day), u can slightly see him blushing

─ he'll pretend he didn't blush and will compliment u in a ✨ tsukki way ✨

⋆

"you know", he said as he slid his slender fingers though the details of one of the dinosaurs. "you could tell me where you brought this because-"

"tsukki!", you exclaimed.

"ok, ok, I was just messing with you" he spoke as he laughed softly. "thank you, brat. it means a lot", then he looked at you with a genuine smile on his face.

⋆

─ the painting is now on his room, in a place where he can easily see it, doesn't matter the angle

─ once akiteru sees it in his room, he's like "👀 what is this kei?"

─ tsukki will probably just murmur a 'tch' and ignore him LMAOAOAO 😭😭💀

─ yamaguchi also sees it, but instead of asking anything he grabs it and says "did y/n do this?? that's amazing, tsukki!"

─ he'll just reply with "shut up, yamaguchi", and yams reply with "GOMEN TSUKKI !!✨" (yes this is a yamaguchi tadashi lovebot)

─ but, he won't tell, but his ego boosts when someone says that you're talented

─ bc he thinks "hey, that's my s/o. I have an talented and amazing girlfriend, I'm so lucky"

─ he also loves rating your art!! if he could he would give all them a 10/10, but he needs to be realistic for u to improve

─ when he's at your place and u are painting or just sketching, he will make u listen to lo-fi, bc he thinks that it will make your art look prettier (even if he thinks your paintings are the prettiest thing that he ever saw)

𝖆𝖟𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖊 𝖆𝖘𝖆𝖍𝖎 ⋆

─ babyboy asahi knows it bc u slipped about it once before u two started dating

─ u two had a project for school and decided to meet in the library

─ so asahi waited for u for 30 minutes and then he sees u opening the door with clothes with a little bit of white paint

⋆

"sorry, asahi-san!", you apologized. "I was so focused on my painting that I forgot about our meeting"

"oh...", he doesn't really know what to say. actually, you're not that late, and you both still have time to do the project.

"don't worry, y/n, is not a big deal", he tries calming you.

⋆

─ he doesn't bring up that until later bc there was a ✨ silence ✨ between u two and he decided to say someting

⋆

"so, y/n", he starts, nervous. "I didn't knew that you were into arts."

"oh yeah, I am!", you answered happily. "I mean, I know I'm not the best painter in the world but, it still makes me happy, you know?"

"yeah, I know", he says while he admires your excited expression. maybe it was in that moment that he fell in love with you.

⋆

─ after y'all started dating, he will always but you new materials and other stuff

─ he can't help it, u seem so happy with what you're doing and he loves to see your smile (and your works, ofc)

─ if u want to kill him make him flustered, ask him stuff like "hey, asahi, would you mind being my inspiration for a new work?" PLSS I CAN SEE HIM DYING RN 😭😭

─ asahi isn't that impressed with your works, and it isn't because he thinks it's bad or simple, no, it's because he knows you're amazing and talented 😌😌

─ if u start selling your art, well too bad for asahi, bc he will buy everying

─ you: asahi u don't have to- asahi: YES I DO !! u can have all my money just take it 😭

─ in asahi's pov, you = leonardo da vinci

[nishiisenpai]

you shouldn’t mess with me - sugawara koushi x reader

REQUEST: “Ahhh you are such a good writer!!! Could I request a lil thing where reader is a manager and sugawara’s gf and at a game someone purposely hits you with a ball and the whole team is just in full murder mode headed by Suga :) lots of flufffffff and ofc Noya and Tanaka being their protective selves - @lollypop-lam “

A/N: AHHHHHH thank you so much for reading my writing! i hope i didn’t disappoint you with this one. my inspo for this was from an audio i found on tiktok and i hope you liked it!

A/N: i just remembered- the audio was starred in, “The Addams Family” movie. and i apologize to this semi cliche story- 

-

WARNING: Fluff and Crack (just cause)

WHO: Sugawara Koushi x Karasuno Manager! Female Reader

-

“Y/N-san!” Tanaka and Noya came running to the bus where you were standing waving at them with a small smile.

“Hey guys-”

“TANAKA, NISHINOYA! DO NOT TOUCH MY GIRLFRIEND!” Suga, your boyfriend, had ran yelling at them and they both stopped facing opposite directions whistling.

“What do you mean bro?” Tanaka said.

“Yeah, we weren’t gonna do anything.” Nishinoya mentioned and your boyfriend smacked them both on the back of their heads. i like ya cut g

“It’s okay, baby, they just wanted to say hi and reserve a seat on the bus first.” you turned to the pair and winked at them while smirking and turning your attention back to Suga.

“Y/N-san... Is... So... Cool...” they both gushed and you giggled before talking again and facing them.

“Alright, you boys should go sit down. Find a seat you like and claim it, cause I know some people really want the window seat recently.” 

“YES MA’AM!” as Tanaka and Nishinoya rushed inside the bus for a seat.

“What would I do without you here to contain them.” Suga sighed and you chuckled.

“I am a manager after all. I gotta contain them. That means you too.” As you winked at your boyfriend sending him a flying kiss and entering the bus to find a seat in the back.

“God I love her.” Suga blushed and Daichi laughed with Asahi.

“We get it bro, you’re whipped for her.”

“S-Shut Up!” Suga said bluffing. Asahi and Daichi both laughed.

Suga had entered the bus and saw you sitting in the back with your earbuds in probably listening to music though you were staring outside of the window seat even though the bus didn’t move.

“Hey baby,” Suga said sitting next to you. You took out your earbuds and turned to his direction.

“Hey,” you said. Suga had put his head on your shoulder, while also closing his eyes. “You should get some sleep. You studied all night and need to rest.”

“How did you know that?” Suga took his head off your shoulder and you shook your head in disapproval clasping his hands.

“Your hands look a little rough and I can see the pen markings from last night. As well you look a little less stress than you did from this morning.” You said dropping his hands and putting your hands at the side of his face instead to give him a small kiss on his forehead.

“You can tell?” he asked shocked.

“Babe, I called you last night and you didn’t pick up and I assumed that you were studying because you completely ignore all calls coming your way.” you chuckled bringing his head to the crook of your neck.

“S-Sorry.” 

“It’s fine... Now you should get some rest. You’re going against Aoba Johsai.”

“It’s not like I’ll play-” you looked down at him and pinched his cheek.

“Ow, what was that for?” he said rubbing his cheek.

“First of all, where is this attitude coming from? Second of all, since when did my Koushi ever put on this display and third of all, why are you giving up so easily?”

“Yeah, you’re right. Thanks for putting some sense into me.” He said giving you a hug.

“Okay, now it’s nap time for you.” 

“But-”

“Sleep.” you started running your fingers through his hair. Suga relaxed to your touch and snuggled in closer to you. Soon enough he had dozed to dreamland and you shortly joined him too.

-

“Look who it is...” a player on Aoba Johsai said smirked seeing the team arrive. 

“Seems like they have a new manager?” Iwaizumi said shrugging.

The rest of the team had walked inside and you stayed behind because you had to unload the bus with the boy’s drink carrier.

“Ah ha ha! Let’s see how this goes.” the player smirked seeing you.

“I don’t think you should-” Iwa had said but it was too late as they were walking over to you.

“Hey pretty lady, do you need help with that?” he said behind you and you smiled before shaking your head.

“It’s alright. I got this.” As you took the water carrier out and carried it.

“Woah, woah, woah. Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, darling.”

“Nope never heard of you and I don’t need your help... I should be heading to the gym right now, see ya later!” as you dashed to the gym with the big water carrier in your hands.

“BAHAHAHAHAHAHA, she just DENIED your ass!” Iwa had laughed

“I’ll get her, just you watch!” He stammered, “Come on, let’s go.” 

Both boys had returned back inside the school to go to their gym to prepare the match. 

-

It was Aoba Johsai’s ball and that player from earlier was up to serve. You sat at far end of the bench observing the whole game play while writing and taking notes of how the boys were doing. 

Suddenly the feeling of a volleyball being smashed at the side of your head was all you could feel. Your body had fallen off the bench and onto the ground where you laid. The sound of the gym being ever so silent and the volleyball bouncing on the ground to a stop was all that could be heard from the stands.

No one moved or said anything after the sound of the whistle indicating the serve was out.

“OH MY GOD, Y/N ARE YOU OKAY???” Yachi and Kiyoko came running to your end of the bench. You held your head in your hands and suddenly the pain started to throb and grow. Takeda-sensei had called for a timeout and everyone was rushing off the court to surround you.

“Ah shit.” you managed to say while closing your eyes. Suga had taken a moment to realize you were down, till he ran full speed over to you.

“Babe? Y/N? Are you okay?” as he held your head in his hands.

“Y-yeah, I think so, just stop asking questions.” you instructed, trying to find some silence and peace to ease the pain. You latched onto Suga before being put up on the bench again.

“Yachi, can you bring Y/N to the nurse’s office. Everyone else, get over here. I need to have a chat with you all.”

“Yes sir.” Yachi had said helping you get up and heading out of the gym. 

“First things first. Sugawara, Tanaka and Nishinoya. You will NOT and I repeat will NOT be injuring them at any rate. It was by mistake and he landed it out.” As Takeda-sensei had mentioned before staring at the rest of the boy’s faces.

“Actually, that goes for each and every single one of you, boys. You WILL NOT be HURTING that boy in ANY way.” Takeda-sensei had instructed and all their faces went dull.

“That is correct, you boys will NOT be hurting any of them, but you can take your anger out on the ball. I will go check on her and you all better NOT hurt anyone today.” Coach Ukai mentioned.

“Yes sir.” As the whole team said in a scary tone. The feeling and vibe in the gym felt different. People in the stands could feel the tension and anger radiating off of Karasuno. Let’s say things ended well on a positive note :)

-

“Baby!” Sugawara came rushing out of the gym to see you walking back with an ice pack next to your head.

“H-Hey...” You said giving him a small smile. Tanaka and Nishinoya ran to see how their queen was doing by pushing Sugawara out of the way.

“Are you okay, Y/N-san?” They both talked and asked you and you winced feeling the ringing in your head because of their loud voices.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine, sorry I missed your guy’s ending.” you apologized giving them a sad smile.

“Oh don’t worry about it, we won in the end.” Tanaka and Nishinoya smirked. You gave them a concerning look but shook off the confused face.

“Congratulations for the win. Good job on playing well out there. Tanaka, I liked your spikes and Noya I liked your dives for the ball.” you said complimenting them and they stood there flustered.

“I-It was nothing.” they boasted and you giggled before heading to Sugawara.

“You didn’t hurt him did you?” You asked latching onto Suga.

“No...” he grumbled.

“Good job out there.” You gave him a small kiss on the cheek as you headed out of the school with the rest of the team and Suga’s arm around your shoulder.

“Hey pretty lady, how’s your head feeling?” the boy from earlier asked smirking, stopping you in your tracks.

“She’s doing fine, thank you for asking.” Suga talked for you.

“Is she really? I made sure to aim right at her.” At this point Tanaka and Nishinoya were running towards your direction including the team turning around to face him. You had placed a hand in the air stopping the duo mid-air.

“Look, I understand that you were petty and angered by the fact I turned you down earlier in the parking lot, but you didn’t have to be that petty to hit the ball right at me. Next time if I were you, I’d rather have you focus on the court than on the girl who turned you down for someone better.” you smirked raising an eyebrow. “Let’s go, Koushi. You too, guys.”

You had tugged your boyfriend to walk past the boy and soon followed the rest of the team smirking at him. Featuring Tanaka, Nishinoya and Hinata sending him some faces and Daichi dragging their asses back to the bus.

-

“That was really cool, Y/N-senpai!” Hinata turned around in his seat and you laughed placing on a smile.

“Was it really? I didn’t mean to sound like that.” You rubbed the back of your head.

“Mannnnn, Suga-san, I am jealous of you. Your girlfriend is so cool AND so beautiful.” Nishinoya said sending you a wink.

“Aww thank you, Noya.” you gave him a cheeky smile.

“Alright, that’s enough. I need my girlfriend back.” Suga wined putting his arms around your figure.

“Jealous, much?”

“Yes, very much.” He kissed your lips and you smiled into the kiss, giving him one back.

“Kiss me one more time?” he looked up at you with his puppy eyes. 

“Anything for you, sugar~” Giving him another kiss before snuggling into each other while on the way back to Karasuno and letting your head rest.

-

[carmen-riddle]

Hey, saw your reservation post, not calling you out, I understand that frustration being a general candidate myself, but I do fall into a quota that might help me, in a couple of colleges that I might never go to lol.

But here's my pov

So, once in our class, we all had to tell our relegions and caste for something that idr, but it was legit, and this guy stands up and he is an SC and he says his caste and

I am not even kidding, most of the class-LAUGHS

He shrugs, smiles, and says i got quota atleast, in an uncomfortable manner

Since that day, I tried to look at the other side. The fact that nobody a lot of people we know are not casteist does not means that casteism does not exist.

I know quotas are pretty bad, but to end these, we need to be atleast near equality and we are definitely not there yet.

A woman I know, was ridiculed sooo soo much because she married a guy from lower caste, people talked sh*# about her or felt pretty for her. ( the guy and the girl, both were educated and financially stable and sane, unlike others)

A teacher said, I would not be more concerned about x's studies because x is a cha*#r

Reservation is a bitch but its here to stay and for good.

And I think, you Prolly were just making an harmless joke as you can, and I just dragged it, but it was my pov. And i ofc know you are not casteist but reservation peedit

Look i as a person am completely and utterly against caste reservations and let me elucidate my point -

Its was a great initiative but it was supposed to be long gone and the only reason political parties brought it back was because of their own agenda ans vote banks!

Its an excuse. The condition of the lower class is still so bad and the reservations been here for so long .. its shown no significant changes in discrimination decline ?

Its just increased hate in general people for the lower class. And i am not even kidding i am not castiest but when i see rich ass people getting reservations it makes my blood boil ..

With the amount of taxes we pay. The govt can provide free books to everyone. And govt schools are free( now if u say that govt schools dont give education as good as private coachings .. then that’s exactly we need to change not reservations!) Govt needs to work to add strict laws on discrimination. Introduce no caste laws. And if there are gonna be reservations then well on the basis of economy not on caste . Only people who benefit are the rich or middle class sc/st or obcs The poor people still suffer

1. It takes a fully equal pool of people and artificially creates an unequal educational setting

2. It hides progress. On paper, only 22 SC/ST students are assumed to have gotten seats. However, in reality, there could be 35 SC/ST students. It is just that the 13 students are in the general pool of 50 seats and are therefore assumed to be upper castes

3. It acts as a talent filter for the “So called upper caste” people and guarantees that a disproportionate number of low prospect seats are assigned to SC/ST and OBC students.

The net result is a culture of "victim-hood" and mutual resentment between the “So called upper caste” and the OBC and SC/ST students:

1. On average, 90% of the upper castes will get a job in open placements while only about 60% of OBCs and SC/STs will get equivalent jobs. This is a result of the inherent structure of this scheme, but will be blamed on “caste-based discrimination”.

Then - If a person got reservation in education why must he get reservations in job and promotions ? And why should their kids get it ?? Now they are financially well of !?

It is the cause of brain drain. Many students who failed to get entry into top indian institutes left India for studying abroad

There are many better ways to uplift the unprivileged section of the society. Provide free and qualitative school education to each and everyone instead of providing job to the people with no expertise ( like i said its just a political tool )

B.R. Ambedkar had good intentions while he proposed Reservations and it was initially implemented for a temporary period of time which would gradually decrease with time. However, we witnessed the opposite. It increased from 22.5% to 49.5%. In some states its more than 50%. The state of Tamil Nadu has 69% reservation.

Reservation has only introduced hate and helplessness among the youth. I have also heard an argument made by one of my "Reserved Category" Friends - "You guys made us suffer for 3000 years, its our time now." It just makes me sad.

The purpose of reservations was to help the socially backwards to be at par with the upper castes. It meant that giving them reservations would resolve the issue of many upper castes thinking that people from lower classes are not as privileged as them. I can still see many General category students in college who think lowly of students from reserved category. So has it solved the purpose?

[keanureevesisbae]

Coach Cavill - Chapter 10

Summary: After the autumn market, Henry has a hard time leaving the Jung residence.

Coach!Henry Cavill x Amelia Jung (Asian ofc)

Wordcount: 4.2k

Warnings: None

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Henry didn’t leave that weekend.

He drove us back to our house, leaving Kal with the three of us, while he dropped off the dreaded package at Dean and Mindy’s doorstep. When he came back to pick up Kal, Isabella persuaded him to stay over for a sleepover. After all, he did buy us all matching pajamas including one for himself. According to her, that was reason enough for a large sleepover. Henry wouldn’t be Henry if he didn’t non verbally checked with me, before he agreed.

The remainder of that Saturday, we wore our pajamas and despite the fact that it was still mid October and Halloween still had to happen, we watched a ton of cheesy Christmas movies. Benji sat next to Henry, Isabella climbed on my lap and Henry wrapped an arm around my shoulders. It was nice spending time together like this, mindlessly watching movies together.

We stayed up way past the bedtime of the kids, but it was totally worth it. It was one of the best autumn days we’ve experienced in a while.

It was actually one of the best days we had experienced in general since the divorce.

Henry fell asleep on the couch. Despite being the big and buff man he is, he looked adorable as he slept on his side, his hands underneath the pillow after we prepped the couch for him. He might be a judo coach for a living, but spending one entire day with the kids, definitely tired him out, especially since Isabella really likes to be carried. I tucked him in underneath a blanket, before I went upstairs.

That Sunday, the hours passed by slowly, but it wasn’t boring. The kids did their homework, Henry had some coaching stuff to go over and I was preparing my week with the little ones in class. Though we didn’t talk, we were together and it felt good to all sit around the dining table, doing our work.

We made dinner together—in other words: we shoved pizza’s in the oven—and curled up on the couch, to watch even more Christmas movies. By ten in the evening, the kids are securely tucked in by both me and Henry. I can still hear Isabella giggle, while Henry was tucking her in, making silly faces.

Finally the two of us managed to get outside on the porch. Henry has yet to leave, but I’d like to stall that moment a bit more. It is nice that it’s just the two of us, especially since our date got cut off short. Kal fell asleep at our feet and around our shoulders, we have a blanket to keep us warm.

‘Thank you for this weekend,’ I say. ‘The kids and I will remember this for a very long time, I can guarantee.’

Henry shakes his head. ‘I think that I should thank you for this weekend,’ he tells me. ‘I enjoyed every bit of it, starting from Friday seven p.m. I can’t remember when the last time was that I had this much fun. You and the kids are such a blast. My family was never like this.’

‘No?’ I ask. ‘What were the Cavills like then?’

‘The Cavill family is a very serious one,’ Henry explains and I notice the slightly pained expression in his eyes. ‘We never wore matching pajamas, never had Christmas movie marathons and eating pizza on the couch. But… Also the way you guys can talk about certain topics, it’s admirable. The three of you are truly a family.’

I smile. ‘You seem to fit here so well,’ I say. ‘I mean, especially Benji can be a very wait-and-see  type of boy, not necessarily a fan of new people, but he accepted you in a heartbeat.’

Henry nods. ‘I think it helps that we have something in common and that I understand him. Besides, you and the kids are amazing. I think that everyone who is willing to try, could fit here.’

That is so sweet… I nod, before I place my head on his broad shoulder.

‘You’ve got time this week to spend some time together again?’ he asks me, as he places his warm hand on my leg.

‘We could go on Wednesday, after school. I think I’m off a little earlier than usual,’ I say. ‘Eve and Johnny could babysit.’

‘And what would Amelia Jung like to do for her second date?’ he asks me and I can hear in his voice that he is smiling. ‘Bowling? Something to drink somewhere? A long walk? You name it.’

‘We could go apple picking and after that, go to your place to bake an apple pie?’ I suggest with a smile. ‘Usually Eve and I did that when I still had days off during the week and I would love to bake a pie for the kids. Besides, if I check out your place, I can see what needs to be done before the kids and I help you decorate the place.’

‘That sounds like an excellent idea.’

I wrap my arm around his. It would probably wiser if we would say our goodbyes now, but I don’t want him to leave. ‘Whatever happened to us wanting to take it slow?’

He laughs, his shoulder shaking, a nearly silent laugh that makes me chuckle as well. ‘I think that went off the table,’ he chuckles. ‘Besides, I don’t really want to take it slow anymore. I just want to go at a pace that feels right and that might be a little slower or faster than we originally anticipated. We’ll see.’

‘Maybe one day you can actually tell me more about yourself and your divorce? So I can actually get to know you a bit more?’

He smiles. ‘I think apple picking is perfect for that conversation.’

I turn to the side and he pulls my legs over his. ‘You really own the red plaid pajamas, Cavill,’ I chuckle. ‘Isabella loved them and though he tried to pretend that he thought they were “okay”, Benji thought it was cool too. This was such a lovely gift.’ I look down at my own pair of pajamas. ‘And I like them too. Really soft.’

‘They are really comfy,’ he says, rubbing himself on the chest. ‘She picked out a great pair. I just can’t believe that they had it in all our sizes.’

I tilt my head, as I take in his perfect appearance. His blue eyes with the brown spot in it, his well shaped lips and the five ‘o clock shadow on his jaws and cheeks. I place my hand on his cheek, the short hairs prickling in my palm. I let out a soft sigh.

Henry places his hand on my leg, whispering: ‘You are beautiful, Amelia.’

‘Shut up,’ I chuckle. ‘It’s you that looks like utter perfection anyways.’

‘Now you need to shut up,’ Henry laughs. ‘I have never seen someone as beautiful, smart and kind as you. It is beyond me that after your divorce, guys weren’t getting in line way before me and someone hadn’t snatched you away.’

‘You are exaggerating.’ I shake my head. ‘I’m not that special. If I were, they wouldn’t have spoken to me behind my back in the way they did. There is nothing special about a kindergarten teacher, who was boring enough for her husband to leave her.’ I let my hand slide from his cheek, to his chest. ‘I’m nothing special.’

‘That’s nonsense, you know that.’ Our eyes meet, but I’m met with a frown. ‘You don’t know,’ Henry concludes as he studies my face. ‘That’s such a shame, really.’

‘Why?’

‘If only you would see yourself the way I see you,’ he whispers. ‘You are special, amazing, beautiful, kind and funny. So much more,’ he tells me, his hand placed on my cheek, as his thumb runs over my lips. ‘You are so mesmerizing in everything you do.’

‘Wow,’ I say, ‘you sure have a way to make me blush.’

Henry smiles and he places his forehead against mine. ‘Can I ask you a question?’

‘Surprise me,’ I whisper.

‘Can I kiss you?’

I have been thinking about that all weekend. However it was never a good time, since we were always surrounded by the kids and I’m not having my first kiss with someone like Henry while they are watching.

I nod. ‘You can,’ I whisper, but loud enough for him to hear it.

His lips first graze over mine, before he actually kisses me. He is a lot rougher than I’d imagined, but when was the last time I was kissed like this? I wrap my arms around his neck, as I pull him even closer to him. He feels so soft, yet the kiss is so hard and I can still taste the marshmallows from the hot chocolate earlier tonight. We simultaneously open our mouths and his tongue explores mine. My fingers run through his curls, tugging him closer to me.

I mean, of course I dreamed about him kissing me, but this feels so much better than I originally thought it would.

He pulls away a bit sooner than I would like, but he lets out an apologetic smile. ‘I’m sorry,’ he whispers, ‘but I have to catch my breath. It has been quite some time.’

I smile. ‘Yeah, for me too. Good to know that I still got it, though.’

He presses a gentle kiss on my lips. ‘You sure still got it,’ he laughs. He pulls me against his broad frame and I nuzzle my face in his neck. ‘It’s late, I think I should go home, though I really don’t want to.’

‘My couch is more than welcome for you,’ I whisper against his skin, ‘and… Well… I think there is room left in my bed. I mean, if Benji and Isabella sleep there with me, there is still plenty of room left.’

Henry pulls back, as he tilts his heads. ‘Are you sure?’ he asks. ‘I don’t want to overstep.’

‘Of course,’ I say, ‘otherwise I wouldn’t have offered. I mean, you are already in your pajamas.’

Kal, Henry and I walk back inside, lock the house all up, before we quietly head up the stairs. I open the door of my bedroom, hide my bra under a pile of clothes (though it’s ridiculous; I mean, I think the man saw bra’s before) and plop on my side of the bed. ‘When Dean and I got divorced,’ I say, ‘he took the bed with him. So when I bought a new bed, I wanted it to be big enough for me and the kids to all cuddle up there and watch movies.’

He tells Kal to go down, after he placed a blanket on the floor. ‘He took the bed with him?’ he asks me in disbelieve. ‘What? Why?’

‘I don’t know. He took the car, the bed, the television, our lawnmower, while his new place doesn’t really have a lawn, but okay, and some other stuff that we all could really need here, but well… I think he really wanted to take revenge after the judge decided that I should have the place.’

‘He’s a douche,’ Henry says, as he steps in and lays down with his head on the pillow. I flick off the light, but in the dim lighting of the moon that shines into the room, I can still see his beautiful face. I scoot over to him and I place my head on his shoulder.

It has been so long, since I could simply curl up against someone. ‘I think I’ll sleep well tonight.’

‘I know I will,’ he whispers. His arms are wrapped tightly around my body, before I place my leg over his. ‘Good night, Amelia.’

✰ ✰ ✰

The next morning, Henry and I prepare breakfast for the kids, while I also make my infamous sandwiches, including two extra for Henry. He is doing his best to pack the sandwiches in aluminium foil, and as I walk behind him, I place my hand on his back.

‘I’m sorry that this is too messy,’ he says in an apologetic tone. ‘I just never pack anything in aluminium foil.’  

I can’t hide my smile. ‘You’re doing good,’ I tell him, as my hands travel to his shoulder, giving him a firm squeeze in the tight muscles. Waking up this morning to his beautiful face, his arms still tightly wrapped around me, made me feel so giddy and well loved. It was ages since I woke up to someone I was this fond of.

I hear their footsteps upstairs, just like I hear Isabella whine something about her shoes.

‘Co— Henry?’ Benji asks when he walks into the kitchen. ‘You’re still here?’

‘Yeah,’ he says, obviously feeling slightly awkward. Though he looked handsome as ever in his pajama, he looks better in these types of grandpa sweaters and jeans. ‘Look kid, I attempted to pack your sandwiches.’ He throws them at Benji, who catches them with one hand. My son is so considerate, because he really wants to judge Henry’s packing skills, but he keeps quiet about it.

Isabella rushes in the kitchen, and she gasps. ‘Henry! You are here!’ she yells, running towards him, but stops when she sees Kal. ‘Oh, Kal is here too!’ She wraps her arms around Kal, who not only wags his tail, but his entire butt too. She kisses him on his nose. ‘Mom, you want to braid my hair today? Two, please?’

‘Of course, angel, sit here.’

Isabella climbs up on the barstool next to Henry, looks to the side with a cocked eyebrow, before she hands me the hairbrush. ‘Did you sleepover again?’ she asks.

‘I did,’ he answers, packing her sandwich as well.

My daughter hums and that can’t mean anything good. ‘On the couch?’

How does she always know the questions to ask that make everyone around her uncomfortable? It is a gift, I know that for sure. Though I am hoping that she is not going to date ever, since no one will be good enough for her, I know for a matter of fact that she’ll be like this in a relationship. Even if she has the slightest doubt of cheating behavior, she’ll ask. Apparently, she overheard me and Dean talking about Mindy Simpleton. The next morning she asked if her dad was having sleepovers at some other woman’s house and if that was considered bad.

‘Oh, did you sleep in mommy’s bed?’ she asks, when Henry’s cheeks color bright red. She’ll take that as a yes. ‘Well, the bed is big enough. Also, I always like to sleep in mom’s bed. It’s better than the couch. I get it.’

‘You are totally right,’ he says to my daughter, but he avoids making eye contact with Benji, who looks up from his phone, right in my eyes. Benji smiles at me and focuses again on his phone.

I braid Isabella’s hair, as she babbles about her dream where she was walking Kal. ‘Can I walk Kal one day?’

‘Yes, you can,’ Henry says. ‘I think he would like that a lot.’

Our front door opens and I hear four pairs of footsteps. ‘Hello, hello,’ Eve announces herself. ‘I am here to drop off the beautiful young lady Yara.’ She walks into the kitchen with Yara, Lola and Jake. ‘Oh,’ she says. ‘What a nice surprise. Is that why you two wanted to come along?’ she asks the twins.

‘We saw his truck outside,’ Lola says. ‘I kinda wanted to have a good look again of the man who is stealing Amelia’s heart.’

‘Okay, stop it,’ I chuckle.

Eve walks over to Henry, holding out her hand. ‘We didn’t really properly met Friday, so my name is Eve. Kids, come on, introduce yourself properly.’

Her three angels politely introduce themselves to Henry, but leave it to Jake to say: ‘So, looks like someone stayed over twice.’

Henry heavily blushes and I look away, to contain myself from laughter.

Isabella doesn’t pick up the mocking tone (or she does and doesn’t care, that’s actually pretty plausible come to think of it), because she says: ‘He did. He even wore matching pajamas with us.’

Eve looks at me, with a cocked eyebrow. ‘Well, well, well.’

‘He slept in mom’s bed last night.’

‘Okay enough,’ I tell her, gently pulling her braid, to non verbally let her know as well that she needs to keep quiet.

‘Well, looks like your mommy had a lot of fun last night,’ Eve says, ‘as she deserves obviously.’

Jake, Lola and Benji all try to hold back their laughter, but the way they are failing miserably is almost amusing.

‘Yara,’ I say to Isabella’s best friend, ‘are you ready to go?’

‘I am, Amelia,’ she says, hooking her arm through Isabella’s when they are standing next to each other.

‘Okay, you kids can wait here for Hattie if you want,’ I tell Benji, Lola and Jake. ‘There are some snacks in the refrigerator that you might want to have before school or bring something to school with you.’

‘You’re the best, Amelia,’ Jake says.

‘We’re so lucky to have an aunt like you,’ Lola says.

‘No need to kiss ass,’ I tell them. ‘I don’t know what you guys want from me, but flattery won’t get you anywhere. Okay, Yara, Isabella, you girls ready to go?’

‘We are,’ Yara says, who gives her mom a kiss.

I press a kiss on Benji’s cheek, telling him that he should not forget his library card. Without even thinking, I wish Henry a wonderful day and that we’ll see him tonight during training, before kissing him on the lips. An audible gasp makes me freeze. ‘Oh shit,’ I say.

‘Mom, you can’t say shit,’ Isabella says. ‘When I do, you get mad.’

‘We’re going,’ I tell the girls. I point to Eve and the three teenagers, who al desperately want to say something about this. ‘Shut up, I don’t want to hear anything about it.’ My face is probably even redder than a firetruck and I rush out of the house. Maybe it was unfair of me leaving Henry alone with Eve and the kids, but he is a grown man and can probably handle it.

Yara, Isabella and I get in the car and I take a deep breath. ‘So, girls,’ I say, hopefully being able to distract them, but Yara starts to giggle. ‘What is it?’ I ask her, as I start the car.

‘Are you in love with him, Amelia?’ she asks me.

‘She is,’ Isabella answers for me. ‘Right, mom?’

‘Right,’ I say, knowing I can’t come out of this. ‘Just, please, don’t say anything about this in school, okay? I don’t want people to talk about this.’

Isabella and Yara both nod. ‘Our lips are closed.’

‘Sealed, honey, but I appreciate the effort. I knew I could count on you girls.’

✰ ✰ ✰

Amelia: I’m so sorry for leaving you behind with Eve and the three kids. Are you okay?

Henry: It was quite amusing. I was told by three fourteen year olds that if I were to break your heart, they would hunt me down.

Amelia: Oh goodness, no…

Henry: Don’t you worry about it, okay?

Amelia: You sure? I mean, I kinda left you in a shitty situation. Leaving you after that kiss?

Henry: That was okay. Eve told me that I looked like someone who knew what they were doing and that I should keep it up.

Amelia: Of course she did.

Henry: It’s okay. Don’t you worry about it. See you tonight?

Amelia: Definitely see you tonight.

✰ ✰ ✰

Benji and I walk into the training center, as the place is packed with desperate moms. The crowd actually grows every training, it’s nearly pathetic. Henry already is wearing his judo pants, with a black hoodie on top. ‘There you two are,’ he says with a wide smile. ‘Get dressed, kid. I want to go over some things with you, for the match this Saturday.’

‘Sure thing… Coach.’ Benji smiles at his coach, before walking to the dressing rooms.

‘And for you,’ Henry says with a grin, ‘I have a cappuccino with a pump of hazelnut syrup.’

‘You’re amazing,’ I say, taking over the cup and I see that he made a little flower as latte art. ‘How do I thank you?’

‘Making two extra sandwiches for me tomorrow morning. I’ll pick them up.’

I chuckle. ‘That can be easily arranged.’ I place my hand on his underarm, squeezing him there for a second, before walking up to the bleachers. I take a sip, when I hear someone clearing their throat. I turn to the side and see it’s Trixie Cooper… Oh no, wait, it’s Trixie Yates now, because she got married to Lucas Yates, the most popular guy back in high school. ‘What do you want, Trixie?’ I ask her. ‘You haven’t spoken to me since the Christmas PTA meeting three years ago. What changed?’ I think it starts with a C and ends with oach Cavill.

‘I’ve heard rumors about you and coach Cavill.’

I am truly gifted. ‘We’re not in Meadows High anymore. I think we’re too old now for gossiping, don’t you think?’

She doesn’t. ‘You went to the Autumn Market with him and your kids. I even heard that he brought a package to Mindy and Dean. Turns out little Mindy is pregnant. That must make you feel so… I don’t know the word.’

‘What do you want?’ I ask her, before taking another sip of my delicious cappuccino. Henry is on another level when it comes to cappuccino’s. His outrank every cappuccino I have ever had.

‘Just wanted to check how you were doing. I cannot imagine how hard it must be for you… Knowing that your ex husband is going to have another kid. I mean, you are only thirty five, still plenty of time to have kids with Henry, but you need to hurry, love. You don’t want to host a sweet sixteen party and a baby shower in the same month now do you?’ She pats me on the shoulder and walks off.

There is a thought…

Henry walks over to me and sits next to me. ‘Is your cappuccino good?’

‘It’s wonderful,’ I quickly say, while I try to forget Trixie’s words. ‘You surely are talented. You should work part time at the cafe. They could learn a thing or two from you.’

He starts to laugh. ‘By the way, I was wondering something. I wanted to talk to Benji and maybe later to Isabella, to ask them what they expect from me.’

My brain doesn’t follow. ‘What?’

‘You know, I don’t want them to think I’m simply going to take their mom away from them or that I’m really desperately trying to become their dad. I think we should get that out of the way, you know what I mean.’

I smile, my heart swelling with love. ‘Oh my gosh, that is so sweet. I just think they already know. I’m actually sure they already know. However I do think it’s admirable that you want to talk to them. Very considerate of you.’

He bumps his knee against mine. ‘I’ve gotta go. See you afterwards.’ He stands up and walks away. I look at my phone and decide to call Eve, as I get out of the gymnasium.

‘What is up, beautiful woman?’ she asks and she knows exactly how to make me feel better, even if it is a little bit.

‘Okay, just a little something,’ I say. I repeat Trixie’s words and add: ‘But what if he does want kids?’

‘First of all,’ Eve says, ‘why are you even letting a dumb bitch like Trixie get to your head like this? This is what she does, Amelia. Butting into other people’s business for the worse. Second of all, you two are barely dating. Don’t sweat about it.’

‘You sure?’ I ask her. ‘I mean, she does have a point.’

‘Well, if it turns out he really wants kids and it’s a dealbreaker that you don’t want more, then he is an idiot and you two weren’t meant to be. It’s honestly as easy as that.’

I let out a sigh. ‘Oh my, I did it again. Let Trixie’s words get to me. Oh my, I’m back in high school again.’

Eve starts to laugh. ‘But thankfully, after all these years, you still have me next to you. I’ve got your back, girl. Now get back inside, because I can hear the cars clearly and have some heavy eye sex with your man.’

‘OMG, mom, I can hear you,’ Lola says. ‘Disgusting.’

‘I’m with Lola on that one,’ I laugh, as I get back inside. I hang up and sit down again on the bleachers. Benji stretches his neck, as he frowns looking at me. I quickly send him a reassuring smile, before I lean back in the plastic chair.

I shouldn’t let this get to me. We’re just getting to know one another, we don’t need to think that far ahead in the future. I should enjoy his company for now and think about these matters later. I deserve to have some fun, to be carefree. I haven’t really been carefree since I was fifteen. Being a trainee, an idol, going to college, getting pregnant, graduating, marrying, working, raising kids, I was always on guard, making sure that everything would go just fine. I should just enjoy the moment. Not worrying about everything every single second.

I think that’s doable.