#I'm not the only female student that feels this way btw

[nerdgirlnarrates]

Even though it's been months since I switched from neurosurgery to internal medicine, I still have a hard time not being angry about the training culture and particularly the sexism of neurosurgery. It wasn't the whole reason I switched, but truthfully it was a significant part of my decision.

I quickly got worn out by constantly being questioned over my family plans. Within minutes of meeting me, attendings and residents felt comfortable lecturing me on the difficulties of having children as a neurosurgeon. One attending even suggested I should ask my co-residents' permission before getting pregnant so as not to inconvenience them. I do not have children and have never indicated if I plan to have any. Truthfully, I do want children, but I would absolutely have foregone that to be a neurosurgeon. I wanted to be a neurosurgeon more than anything. But I was never asked: it was simply assumed that I would want to be a mother first. Purely because I'm a woman, my ambitions were constantly undermined, assumed to be lesser than those of my male peers. Women must want families, therefore women must be less committed. It was inconceivable that I might put my career first. It was impossible to disprove this assumption: what could I have done to demonstrate my commitment more than what I had already done by leading the interest group, taking a research year, doing a sub-I? My interest in neurosurgery would never be viewed the same way my male peers' was, no matter what I did. I would never be viewed as a neurosurgeon in the same way my male peers would be, because I, first and foremost, would be a mother. It turns out women don't even need to have children to be a mother: it is what you essentially are. You can't be allowed to pursue things that might interfere with your potential motherhood.

Furthermore, you are not trusted to know your own ambitions or what might interfere with your motherhood. I am an adult woman who has gone to medical school: I am well aware of what is required in reproduction, pregnancy, and residency, as much as one can be without experiencing it firsthand. And yet, it was always assumed that I had somehow shown up to a neurosurgery sub-I totally ignorant of the demands of the career and of pregnancy. I needed to be enlightened: always by men, often by childless men. Apparently, it was implausible that I could evaluate the situation on my own and come to a decision. I also couldn't be trusted to know what I wanted: if I said I wanted to be a neurosurgeon more than a mother, I was immediately reassured I could still have a family (an interesting flip from the dire warnings issued not five minutes earlier in the conversation). People could not understand my point, which was that I didn't care. I couldn't mean that, because women are fundamentally mothers. I needed to be guided back to my true role.

Because everyone was so confident in their sexist assumptions that I was less committed, I was not offered the same training, guidance, or opportunities as the men. I didn't have projects thrown my way, I didn't get check-ins or advice on my application process, I didn't get opportunities in the OR that my male peers got, I didn't get taught. I once went two whole days on my sub-I without anyone saying a word to me. I would come to work, avoid the senior resident I was warned hated trainees, figure out which OR to go to on my own, scrub in, watch a surgery in complete silence without even the opportunity to cut a knot, then move to the next surgery. How could I possibly become a surgeon in that environment? And this is all to say nothing of the rape jokes, the advice that the best way for a woman to match is to be as hot as possible, listening to my attending advise the male med students on how to get laid, etc.

At a certain point, it became clear it would be incredibly difficult for me to become a neurosurgeon. I wouldn't get research or leadership opportunities, I wouldn't get teaching or feedback, I wouldn't get mentorship, and I wouldn't get respect. I would have to fight tooth and nail for every single piece of my training, and the prospect was just exhausting. Especially when I also really enjoyed internal medicine, where absolutely none of this was happening and I even had attendings telling me I would be good at it (something that didn't happen in neurosurgery until I quit).

I've been told I should get over this, but I don't know how to. I don't know how to stop being mad about how thoroughly sidelined I was for being female. I don't know how to stop being bitter that my intelligence, commitment, and work ethic meant so much less because I'm a woman. I know I made the right decision to switch to internal medicine, and it probably would have been the right decision even if there weren't all these issues with the culture of neurosurgery, but I'm still so angry about how it happened.

[knightyoomyoui]

TWICE Sana x M/F Reader - "I Want It That Way"

I'M BACK. After 3 months of no update, your one and only Knight Yoo-Myoui returns to bring you readers more stories in my book. Author's been in a really tough situation especially last month, but that still ain't gonna be enough to take out my passion and motivation to continue writing for both mine and your entertainment. I'm gonna continue this as long as I can. However, from now on; please understand and expect that I won't be updating very often like weekly or everyday as before. Studies is my current priority as of the moment but I promise that I will always update yall. Actually though, this new kind of pacing for both my writing procedure and publishing has somehow lessen the pressure in me. I'm really liking it so far, makes me comfortable. This story is requested by ShaShaSha029 BUT..., sorry Sha because I made some changes on your requested plot hehe. I already made the same concept from my previous works so I used your other request from another member to come up with something new that I haven't done yet. And as for the other member you requested to me, I'll give you a brand new plot for her. I hope you and the readers will like this. Enjoy reading! STREAM "I GOT YOU" and "ONE SPARK" MVs btw!

"I'm going home, guys. I'll leave the office to you all."

YN/LN, a current 4th year student from Cheongnamdong Polytechnic University and the campus' ongoing president of the student council, has just finished your tasks for today and is now about to depart from their office and send your goodbyes to your fellow members kindly to end the day on a positive note.

"Be safe on your way home, Pres!"

"You too."

You continued walking after sending him all the bright greetings, but before passing to your own cubicle and reaching the door, it opened. You then heard some footsteps behind it until a familiar figure made its presence known in front of you.

You watched your classmate, friend, and the secretary of their council, Yoo Janghoon, peeking at the door with a weird smile before you find him standing on your way.

Janghoon then approached YN.

"Seems like you're about to leave."

"Yeah." You nodded. " What's with your smile in your face? You look like you just saw something amusing.", he said in a judgmental look.

"Not with my own eyes, but the words I've heard are enough to picture her on mind." Janghoon smirked and bounced his brows.

"Her? You're into hunting chicks again?"

"Idiot, I have a girlfriend now, ofcourse I'm not." Janghoon mocked YN as he was about to throw a punch. "But seriously though, not even me could deny that it really does interest me."

"Why, what's going on out there?"

"Well, I've heard from my acquaintances from the other courses that there's a newly transferred female student here in the campus earlier after the class break."

"That late?"

"Yeah, I was a bit confused too but they said the professor just let it passed because they said that her documents were finalized at the last minute so that's why." YN hummed to react.

"And would you like to enlighten me what's so interesting with this random transferee student? I mean, no offense. Welcome aboard to the university but... what's special?"

"Dude, I'm telling you, it's not just "random", this girl was a legit bombshell. Based from how they described her, it was like when she stepped on the room, they felt like there was a legit goddess that got manifested into reality."

"And that's it?"

"Y-yeah... but you know and I know, dude. Our university has been missing it's "queen" for quite some time now. And probably the students are making noise about it is because they see a huge potential on her."

"Okay. Well, I do hope she doesn't feel overwhelmed with the attention she's about to receive on the next days of her stay here."

"But we're here as the council officers to take control, right?"

"Exactly." you nodded. "Anyways, gotta go now. I still have a family dinner not to miss."

"Alright, take care pres."

"You too, sec."

You left the office and the campus with a curiosity forming in your heart and mind on the identity of this woman that has been the center of the gossips you were unaware of due to how busy you are on the duties.

Arrived at home, you entered and got welcomed by your mother who is preparing their table for a lovely dinner tonight while your father is busy watching basketball on the living room.

"Good evening, mom."

"Good eve, YN. Tired?", she said while placing the plates on the table.

"Not that much but I would be glad to rest as always.", you spoke with a timid smile.

"Perfect, meal's coming right up real soon. Join your father there, okay?"

"Okay. Thanks, mom."

You walked near to your father and greeted him courteously. You sat beside him and laid your back comfortably on the soft cushion of the couch to release all the pent-up exhaustion your body has consumed on today's packed class schedule.

Minutes later, your mother commands both you and your father to position yourselves on the seats. Each grabbing their own meal, all of you started praying first before taking your first bites and swallow on such a delicious food.

"Uhm, dear. We want to talk to you about something." Your mother inserted a topic to be discussed.

"Sure, mom. I'll be listening. What is it about?"

"It's like a business talk but this also concerns about your personal life too, YN which we much rather prioritize." Your father said after swallowing his throat. "We meet up with our partners on the company regarding this and we all come to an agreement."

"Agreement to what?"

"Me and your mother are placing you in an arrangement contract with their child."

"Wait, come again?"

"Arrangement contract. It means we set you up with someone as your age to date and marry one day, and we figured out that to strengthen the connection between us, we decided to-"

"Yes, wait. I know that part, dad but... why need to? Wasn't it too early? I get that you want me to have a wife and a family someday but... it's not one of my priorities so far.", you complained.

"YN, please do understand that your mother and I ain't be getting younger as time goes on. Someday, you'll be alone, and we just wanted to give you another family that you would be glad to remain and... hopefully, to remember us like how we raised you from the beginning."

"But wasn't this too fast? You're making me rush things."

Both sides went silent, as the father felt guilty also for how true your words are.

"It's my life. You may be the one who gave me that but I developed and earned a right to decide what's right for my future."

"We know, son... but we had no choice. It's for the sake also of our business. You know that we have to keep it to the mountain top so that we don't have our efforts of raising it go to waste, especially when this is the main reason how me and your mother were able to give you a better life that you deserve. And some way or another, you will be for sure, the one who will take the mantle and own my properties. You can use it also to raise your family easier."

"We are not forcing you to do this, YN. Please, we just wanted to inform you and talk about this because you also have a side and opinion to be heard. Whatever your answer may be, we will respect it. We are just suggesting, but hopefully you can consider it, honey." Your mother's soft voice effectively kept you at ease more.

Taking deep breaths and a short length of silence to contemplate, you looked at them both as you made your choice. "Fine. This is because I love you both and I owe you two everything. I'm doing it."

They both smiled in relief. "Thank you for this, son/daughter."

"No problem. So... can you tell me more about this contract?"

"Well it's simple, an arranged contract but we requested to have you and the girl we chose to spend 30-days or let's say a month to get to know each other and figure things out if you two would believe that everything will work out as a couple." Your father explained.

"And who's the girl that you guys have prepared for me?"

"They have an only child just like us, and it's an easier idea to place her because as we learned, their daughter is currenly in search of finding somebody to love."

"Sadly, we're unalike."

"But she may be able to change your mind, on whatever that hold your heart back. You accepted the offer, now you just have to see how she really is, but we're certainly sure that she's good just like her parents."

"And what's her name?"

"We haven't been introduced nor asked for her name, but from what we know, her nickname should be "Minatozaki", and is Japanese. She was also studying now at the same campus as yours."

"I'll try to look for her and maybe we can talk there privately."

"Whatever you want, YN. Just keep us updated okay?"

"Noted." You replied before everyone returned on focusing to finish their foods.

The next day, you were a bit irritated from how the discussion last night distracts you in the middle of your duty. You couldn't concentrate at the curiousity that dwells inside of you.

So you decided to to take a break outside. You encountered a vacant spot to breathe some fresh air and drink at the iced coffee you prepared on your tumbler as you roam your eyes around at your surroundings.

That's where you spotted some group of students huddling around at a spot near the bulletin board, as if they're being crazy or attentive at something.

Eager to find out the rucus, you approached the scenario and tried to peek around, and there you noticed a female student entertaining the other fellow students by asking her randomly and even asking for some pictures like she is a celebrity.

As she turned around, her long chestnut colored hair flips around as if it denied the gravity, her side profile appeared, until it all fully rotated to have her face evident at you for the first time.

And my oh my the rumors shared by your secretary were true.

No wonder why she was already popular, she does look magnificent, enough to be mistaken as a famous personality.

Your eyes couldn't leave the sight of her just doing everything even in such bare minimum if movements that still effortlessly made her very attractive. Thankfully, there's your boy distracting you as you snapped back when you felt a shoulder wrapped on your neck.

"You finally met her." Janghoon said, smirking at you. "From what I heard earlier, the exchange student's name's Minatozaki Sana. She's a foreigner, a Japanese to be specific."

"Minatozaki?" Your thoughts murmured. Contemplating if you heard it right, but that was the same surname your father was tasked you to find, and she even has the same nationality.

Having exchange students in your campus are very rare.

You are flabbergasted as you slowly realize that... this woman is going to be the one you'll date and marry.

Unconsciously, you turned around at Janghoon with your forehead crumpled and mouth slightly gaped.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

"Oh n-no. Not-thing." You shook your head swiftly. Returning your gaze back at her, you couldn't believe it at all that your parents and her friends does picked a perfect girl for you.

But you wondered if it could be said the same about you.

Hours later, Sana who was about to enjoy her recess, instead went to the council office to meet the president, as per the classmates told her after being tasked to do so.

She stepped in front of the door that says "Student Council Office, knock twice before entering". She followed and slowly pushed the doorknob. A person sitting at the far end of the room, looking busy on his desk greeted her.

As the door closed, it alarmed the president that the person is now here for a scheduled conversation, only that when you raised your head, you looked at her having a shocked reaction.

Sana stares at the reveal of this mysterious person that runs the entire student government of the campus. Flashbacks began to run back into her mind, slowly making her upset.

"Thank you for agreeing to come here and t-"

"Am I looking at this very clearly?" Sana immediately spoke.

"Pardon?"

"You? Out of everyone here... was chosen to become a leader?"

"W-what? Settle down, miss. I think you n-"

"A representative figure for everyone, and I get to be under your orders around here?" Sana chuckled bitterly. "I didn't know that even after years later, we'll still have our paths crossing onto each other despite how I wanted to never meet you in my life again."

"D-do we know each other?"

Sana scoffed as she looked at you ridiculously. "Ofcourse, how could you recognize me. First of all, I was just a complete nothing to you. A plaything of your cruel antics and delinquent actions. And second, I'm not the same girl you used to belittle everyday."

You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked at her intently. "W-what... you..."

"Still doesn't ring a bell? Oh, how about this. The name Minatozaki Sana? That fat nerdy girl back in elementary that you used to bully so hard in our 8th year that forced her to transfer to other school. How about that?"

Your eyes sprung open as you instantly remember the name and that student you used to include in one of your prime victims in your dark past.

That description of her past self brought you back to the times when you remembered looking for her first to rather mock, annoy, or play with her until her feelings broke and look helpless.

You were a bully before in elementary days, and she was your classmate back then. But that was all only the past now as you are now a changed person, with all the better and positive things that came into your life had taught you more valuable and nice things to consider yourself reevaluating your personality.

But it looks like it could tell the opposite for Sana's part.

"I remember you now, Sana. And... please, let me tell you right now that I'm not the same person you used to despise before."

"Do you really think I'll be fooled easily by that?" Sana retorted. "We just met after what... 7 years and you're supposed to have me believing that when in fact, I still look at you as that same horrific figure I never should've want to see again, but yet here you are."

Sana still didn't took a seat. She walked around and observed the room. You were a bit relieved that all of your council members are absent in this tense confrontation. "What a hypocrisy it is to have you getting involved in an organization that focuses on student rights when in fact, you have a record of violating it before. Shouldn't be a student fitting for that must be... clean?"

"Sana, believe me or not, I changed. I wouldn't even dare to take this position if I'm not sincere for it, and I'm not forcing you to believe me."

"Oh, ofcourse you should. Because I really don't buy everything that comes into your mind not until I see it" Sana shook her head and smugged. "Maybe it'll change my mind of me planning to expose you from every-"

"Wait! You can't be serious?"

"Oh indeed I am." Sana clicked her tongue. "You ruined me before, but here I am who helped myself and from people I loved to become this better version of mine to stand here in front of you, I'm going to get you this time, YN. I'm going to make you feel what is it like being... excluded."

She leaned forward on the desk, staring at you sharply and observing your nervous expression. "But...if there's some sort of a miracle that... you did changed. Then you're going to prove it on me. Make me convinced that this YN I hate with every fiber of my being is... gone."

"What if I tell you that you already have a chance to make me?"

"And that is?"

"Have you heard about an arrangement contract from your parents?"

"Y-yeah... but they don't tell me who it is because- WAIT" Sana quickly lunged back away from you. "Please tell me who I'm thinking is correct."

"Sorry to tell you but I was just in denial as you are yesterday."

"Oh God." Sana poured out the biggest disappointment she felt in her entire life so far. "W-why does my fate has to be very unlucky everytime when it's about you? Me being in an arranged contract with you? I think I have to vomit."

"Wait! But you said you want me to prove that I changed?"

"And you really think I want it this way?" Sana looked at you disgusted. "Being as this fabled student council president or just a random student from me would be fine but... YOU AS MY FIANCE? That won't do, mister." Sana swayed her pointing finger. "Unfortunately, the answer would be NO. Now please, I have to go already. I still have a lunch to take before I lose my appetite."

Sana walked away from you and left the room unbotheredly. You sat there, back falling flat on your swivel chair. Your hands caressed your hair as you reacted unbelievably and stunned that this heavily improved Sana that you used to know many years before has returned to actually be your woman, but unfortunately, her hatred for you still lives on her till this day.

Her opposal didn't worked however, as Sana tried to request later during dinner, she was informed by her parents that the contract can only be cancelled after 30-days for the people to finally reassure their decision.

She mentioned that YN and her have a bad history in the past, but instead her parents reasoned out that maybe YN has changed and it will not hurt to give another chance. If only they know what the real reason it is, but Sana was clearly affected by their suggestion because honestly, Sana is a forgiving soft type of person.

Still, confident that she's satisfied with her answer, she became impatient and hated being with YN more.

Meanwhile, you shared to your mother about how the unlikedness of you and Sana's interests about the marriage arrangement in a deatiled manner.

"We met and had a talk, but... it wasn't as proper and civil as I expected because, I was surprised that she confessed something very familiar to me. Something that I've been trying to get it out on my head. Something that I wanted to let go for a long time."

"What was she to you before?"

"A nuisance, even though she wasn't doing even wrong. I look at her before thinking it wasn't right for her to be in this type of high class campus that I study at too, but then I figured out that me ending up bullying and making her emotional and mental state suffer is way worse than she is."

You flinched when your mother slapped you in the head. "What??? How could you bully someone?! Is that how we raised you?"

"Mom, wait ofcourse no... but, I was just made to be like that because of what happened to us, you know that!"

Your mother became speechless and a glimpse of pity became visible to you. "But it's all good now, mom. I'm not like that anymore, I'm telling you.  And that's what I should've just wanted to prove to Sana but... I understand that she won't let me anymore. I broke her too much, I can't let it happen again."

Stepping closer in front of you, she placed her hands gently on your shoulders to massage them and make your ease down. "Even I was mad and disappointed that you once turned into that type of guy you never should be, but I know from the bottom of my heart that you will always be a good kid of mine because that's how I raised you to be. You just got affected too much by our struggles before. And I believe you always, YN. The only thing I can do now for you to support you, and that is for you to keep on moving forward and never stop to make Sana forgive you, alright?"

"I will. Thanks, mom."

She patted you on the cheek. "Goodluck, okay? You have a month to do it."

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"Okay, class dismissed. Group 1, remember to prepare your report by next week okay?"

"Yes, prof!", the students who are part of the group that the professor mentioned chanted.

The professor left the room, leaving the students have the freedom to eat lunch during their vacant time.

"Sana, cmon! Did you bring a lunch with you?", one of Sana's classmates asked her while she's clearing her table.

"No, I'm gonna buy for today."

"Nice, let's go!"

Sana brought her wallet and cellphone with her, joins her newfound friends named Miyeon and Sullyoon as they make their way out to the classroom.

However, as they were about to, a figure suddenly pops out of the doorway, stopping their tracks. The two classmates of hers had a visible shock in their faces unlike to Sana, her bright mood quickly shrank down into a gloomy one.

"Hi, sorry if I'm almost late." You straightened your lips. "Good thing I was about to catch you leaving yet, let's go eat lunch together."

Miyeon and Sullyoon's jaw dropped at the student council president's proposal. Sana's eyebrows knitted hardly. "Huh? What nonsense are you saying?"

"Why? I'm just going to invite you to eat with me?"

"With you?" Sana scoffed and chuckled. "You have the guts, I'll give you that... but NO." Sana leaned forward at you to say this.

"Let's go girls."

Sana was just commanding her classmates and taking a step again away from you but in her surprise, she felt her body being pulled by a force. She tried to process what happened, and there she found her skin contacting with yours as she stood by your side...

with your hands wrapped around her waist.

Miyeon and Sullyoon's eyes largened in utter shock at what they're seeing. They couldn't believe that such a new transferee would get to gain closeness and change the behavior of the famously respected and knowned leader of the students around the campus.

Sana's lungs skipped functioning as soon as she felt your fingers dug deeper into her skin. Her face then starts to turn red and her face showing almost hilariously stunned reaction, with no hint of an idea what has turned you to be like this today.

"Pardon me for Sana's antics right now, we just had a fight yesterday and I wanted to come up a solution to fix that." You said in a melodic and apologetic tone to them. Sana was dumbfounded at the ridiculous fake words you are talking about.

"W-wha"

Sana wasn't able to finish her words, when she felt herself getting pulled again, now squeezed against your body which intensified her heartbeat and blushes.

"So, please. Can we eat together today, love?"

Any words that are synonym to what I mentioned earlier can be heavily applied now to all three women witnessing the sudden change of the president's act.

You led the way, bringing Sana with you as both crossed the hallway with the confused and flabbergasted duo following on the back while some of the students can see the two having this kind of contact has began to grab attention.

As they reached the cafeteria, Miyeon and Sullyoon shyly approached the "couple". "Uhm, Sana. I think we can just eat sometime. We'll let you have you two your private time okay?"

"B-but w-"

"Thank you for being considerate on us, girls." You smiled humbly at them and they nodded before they left you and Sana to find their own seat. As the two of you remained, Sana's face crumpled and seethed much air to unleash her full force on escaping to your touch.

She quickly unhooks your arm on her waist, pushed you aside, and punched you in the shoulder. "Oww!"

"Seriously, what the hell did you do to me, YN?!" Sana started to bicker out on you. "How come you just started to spit out and let my friends hear and see you assuming that we have a relationship now, huh?! Did you ate something bad that had you acting like crazy today?"

"Nope. I'm perfectly fine, and what I did there earlier, consider getting used to that." You replied. "Because from now on, I'll be going to do it with you again and again and again a-"

"Woah wait no what?!" Sana paused you. "And why is that, huh? I haven't even agreed yet on the deal-"

"But was the contract got cancelled?"

Sana fell speechless. She remembered yesterday that she swore to dump the contract by requesting to her parents after she gave her disapproval. However, she failed to do so.

You took her silence as yes. "I suppose it didn't. If it does, my parents would've informed me immediately."

"Yeah yeah yeah, you won. So what? You still can't just do it like that to me randomly. I still haven't gave you the consent to touch me or do anything lovey dovey around me. Just because the contract states that we are arranged to be a couple that doesn't mean I can let you easily do everything free around me. Especially when the fact that I still hate you so much." Sana pointed at you as she stares deeply within you.

"Alright, fine. You do have a point. I shouldn't have done it. It's my fault, I made you uncomfortable, and I'm sorry for that." You spoke in a calm tone. Sana got her insides tugged at your sudden softer behavior. "But just know this, I hope you can let me do these with everything I can. No matter how much you deny, we are still stuck in an arranged contract that has a month allowed on us to come up on a decision if we'll take a marriage, and that gives each of us the right to do what couples does.

And I'm going to use it also, for me to prove myself to you that I've changed through all these years, Sana. Consider it me acting or say whatever you want, but when it comes to you, I'll show my improved self and nothing less than that." You said plainly to her. Sana is just listening at you patiently, sticking out important details to her mind while her emotions were a bit being brought by your committed words.

"I can't force you to love me back and have our marriage settled someday after the deadline comes, I wasn't even into love these days but I had no choice but to follow. But, I really do hope that before or when these all ends, I can hear you saying that I am now forgiven."

Sana was struggling to come up for a words to answer, and you took the opportunity to let her have time to remember and process everything as you locate a seat and bought foods for both of you. You left the still pissed off Sana became completely silent and come back to join her in an awkward lunch together.

That went on and on, with you trying to get along with Sana through most of the occasions. You supposed to take it all as a yes coming from Sana that you were being a chance to prove everything to her that you are not this same bad person she used to resist before.

With your frequent actions around Sana led to the campus knowing also about your rumored relationship with her.. Some were supportive that the president finally get to have a girlfriend such perfect as Sana while some were not due to the reason of jealousy most concerning about the fact that they are not the ones standing on the shoes or position of either you or Sana.

That didn't affected both of you, especially Sana who is trying her best to become unbothered with all of these because she is too tired to explain it to many people for some truth that everyone wouldn't accept easily. She knows it all to herself anyway that it's all part of the act, that none of them are interested with each other or has a growing fond being developed.

Not until one day, she accidentally finds you tutoring a female student in the library. She saw how entertained you are on how easily the girl gets to understand quickly with your teaching, thus turning you both looking happy together.

Feeling a bit uncomfortable at the scene, her lips unconsciously forming into a frown. Sana instead leaves the room and went on to return with her friends who noticed her bad mood as she buried her head around her crossed arms on the desk.

It all procceeded until their next subject when the girls tried to approach her about it. "Hey, Sana what's with the grumpy look?" Miyeon said as she peeked at Sana who looks completely out.

"You weren't participating with us lightly, what happened when you left the room earlier?" Sullyoon added.

"Yeah, you seemed in a no good mood."

"Nothing." Sana blabbered.

"Was it YN?"

"I said NOTH-" Sana paused and realized that she just made herself obvious, Miyeon and Sullyoon were just staring at her.

"Welp, that confirms it." Sana sighed. "Care to tell us what's the problem?"

She remained silent. She wasn't sure why she's getting a bit embarassed to reveal it until she also got nervous when her friends began to list down some of the possible things a couple creates problems.

"Was he cold to you today?"

"Hmm maybe you're the one who's not?"

"Or... could it be somebody's jealous-"

"What, no?!" Sana rapidly reacted. Miyeon and Sullyoon exchanged a "gotcha" look.

"Oh unnie, you're too obvious." Miyeon laughed.

"Jealous of what? Or should we say, who?" Sullyoon curiously asked.

"S-stop! I said it's nothing, okay! There's no chance in hell that I am jealous because of him." Sana made a "tch" sound on her mouth. "I don't even like him at all." She rolled her eyes as she whispered it, barely to be heard by her friends who returned focusing on their own. As she was left alone with her trouble, her eyes went staring at the window, she sighed deeply as she felt a strange regret inside her after saying those words while remembering what she saw back in the library.

As if she meant it.

Hours later, Sana bids goodbye to Miyeon and Sullyoon before she walked at the hallway all by herself. She stopped on her steps when she felt this unsettling feeling near her shoulder.

Her head goes turning around, searching for something but was unsuccessfully. Sana sighed and shook her head. "YN isn't coming. That guy/girl is a student council president, Sana. He/she's probably busy." she muttered to herself.

Sana continued to move, with a blank face and a moderate speed. As the afternoon light about to engulf her, she felt her sling bag slowly float, the weight she's carrying quickly became lighter.

Her breath got taken away shortly in surprise until she realized what caught her from that action.

It was you, smiling while standing beside her as you taking off her bag gently from her shoulder.

"May I?"

Sana didn't respond, she just let her arm spread a bit to let the strap fall, easily allowing it to fall from your posession.

"You do look like having a bad day." you peeked at her expression. Sana slightly got shy, and turns her face away as she pouted while rolling her eyes arrogantly.

"You just noticed? I'm always like this whenever you're around me."

"You sure there's nothing more than that? I know it's pretty much of a 'me' problem but... can you be more specific?"

"Oh come on, wasn't that enough for you? Stop triggering me, please. I said what I said, you are an eyesore that's why." Sana crosses her arm. She started to walk down the stairs as you slowly followed her with a faint smile on your lips.

"Okay, if that's what you say. I'll just be here behind you. Too bad, I wanted to lead the way because I want take us somewhere unwinding first." You sighed and tightened your lips. Sana heard it, sensing a weird sensation through her. She must be saying no or even meaner than that, but how come she became more curious?

Sana heaved out a large breath of air before pausing on her walk with a stomp. She turned around to face you as she gestures you to come forward. "It's only because I needed it."

And you grinned thankfully.

The two of you went to a cliff from a road outside of Seoul. Just in time, Sana was about to whine about how dangerous this place you chose until she was distracted of the magnificent sunset in display to the skyview.

Each of you took a picture, with her being first. You clicked the button, instead the shot accidentally captures Sana turning her attention back at you. As she approaches you, you dragged down your phone in embarassment and nervousness that she might found out and suspect that you're secretly spying on her.

"What happened to you?" Sana finds your tensed manner.

"N-nothing. I just... remembered something."

"Weirdo." She teases you. "So what's gotten into you choosing this place. Are you gonna push me there down the cliff to show me your true colors?"

You looked at her exhaustedly, no much in an energy to enlighten or defend yourself. "Say or think of anything suspicious about me, Sana but I wasn't even harming you even in my imaginations anymore." You didn't bother to look at her because all you'll see rather is an irritated, sassy woman whom you had a price to pay for.

"This is my favorite place to chill." You simply answered, leaning at the front of the car and posing your limbs as you supported yourself with your arms pressed on the car. Sana looked at your side-figure.

"I started finding this when me and my mom used to go here when I was young. She was the first one to notice how beautiful the sunset is to watch from here, and I did agree on her... and it turns out to become one of my favorite scenery." Sana just listened to your story as you continue to witness the sun hides from the clouds.

"My mother told me to stay with her longer here because for a moment, she found peace and serenity. She felt like there's nothing to worry about." You paused as you smiled proudly. "She felt like she wasn't going to be alone in this battle she's facing, because I was there by her side. Even though I... wasn't that too much vocal or expressive at what I've gone through in our family, but... my heart knows where I need to stay. Where I can surely find a better outcome for my life someday."

"That's why when the right thing happened one day, I started to listen and follow to my heart first. I kicked out all those delinquent students away from my company and I only remained my wonderful mom and dad... step-dad..." You corrected yourself, Sana shrank her eyes at that intentional pause. "Because it felt like it's the right thing to do, and it did. It helped me to get back up to my feet and reshape myself to become a proper man that my mom always wanted to see in me.

Sana, mind I if ask... am I progressing?"

Sana stares at you as you glanced at her with your glistening eyes full of hope. "I'm not gonna lie this time, but you sure are doing quite an effect on me..." Her voice is slowly decreasing through the words.

"But that won't still change anything about what you did to me before. People can say past is past easily but me? If it wasn't for that, which I don't know... should I say thank you atleast anyway... for motivating me to change my appearance? Lose a massive amount of weight, beautify myself more, get rid of those eyeglasses and braces just so that I can be accepted and liked by many for my features like what you said?" Sana said with a bit of a hatred rising through her again. You remain speechless as you understand why it's driving her mad.

"I achieved a better life too but unlike you, what I did I get? You put me into a trauma that I'm still bringing to myself till this day. Fear and anxious that...  makes me still remember it all."

"I like the passion, YN... but I will never going to forgive you for what you did to me. I will always hate you for that." Sana said it with all honesty. "And that's enough of a reason for me to have no interests on having our deal contract settled."

Heartbroken, you chose to ignore and hide as you have nothing more to do than to accepts her decision. After all, you were the one who already said that you can't force her to make amends with you.

"Understood."

The next week, Sana was about to go downstairs when she found a student sipping lollipop at the corner. The guy looks completely wasted, obviously breaking the proper uniform rules. She decided to ignore him as she continue to go through but insteas, the guy catcalled her before moving on its own, approaching Sana.

"Hi there, hot stuff." The guy said before taking off her lollipop with a slurp. "Where you going at?"

"A-at my class." Sana nervously said.

"Hmmm... okay. Nice and proper, I like it. Ladies like you are easy to be tamed, isn't it?" He smirked menacingly.

Sana stepped back and grabbed her sling bag. "E-excuse me? How dare you-"

"Ohhh, daring. Such a duality we got here huh, I wouldn't mind if you can do switch roles with me, however we can only apply that in the bed."

"Shut up, pervert!"

"Cmon, lady. It's that simply, feel free to take a shot on me, and you can be there to your classroom without a problem."

"And if I don't?!"

"Challenging and fightful, I like that."

"Then you're going to love me."

Sana and the delinquent both became surprised as you made your unexpected emergence from the stairs, hurrying down ss you pushed away the guy and had him bumping his back on the barred metal gate.

"This one's pestering you?" Sana only nodded.

"Ugh shit! Ah, look. It's the bastard of this goddamn student council!" The delinquent said while touching his upper back in pain.

"Choose your words more carefully. I can report you and have you be placed in a sanction that you'll regret."

"Go on, make me. As if I give a shit. This entire university is a complete bullshit anyway. The only reason it got me staying here everyday, is if wasn't for some sexy chicks like here roaming around-" The deliquent didn't had to speak disrespectfully and point at Sana longer as he ate a crunchy right punch from you straight to his face.

"You crazy bitch!"

The guy fights back at you, returning the punch you gave. It agitated you and led yourselves into a brawl that had the groans and growls echoing to the upper floor, catching student's attention. Sana panicked and tasked them to call a guard to seperate the two.

The guy got the advantage during the fight, he continues to give you a barrage of kicks to the waist before he pulled Sana closer to her and inappropriately traced her sides while he chuckles dangerously.

Sana felt disgusted and quickly slaps the guy. "What do you think you're doing, huh? Fucking slut!" He gave Sana a fast backhand slap that had her twirling and crashing next to the metal handles of the stairs.)+•~

You saw what he did, with anger fuming in you, you pulled his leg and sent him down on the ground before you tackled him andgave him multiple punches until the guards and the officials broke up the fight.

"THE TWO OF YOU, PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE. NOW!"

As a result of the fight and from the decision made by the higher ups, the guy was kicked out of the campus for multiple delinquent offenses while you got suspended for your role as the president for a couple of months when they learned that you just did that for self-defense.

Sana was sitting on the bed with the nurse preparing the first aid until you showed up and requested the nurse instead to leave it all on your hands. She hesitated for a minute that you are also bruised but you bargained until she gave up and listened to you as a respect for being a student leader.

Sana in her surprise, watched you sit down and grab the first aid beside you. "W-what are you doing?"

"Treating you."

"Don't make me a baby, YN. The nurse can do it herself."

You just stared at her and Sana felt a bit intimidated. She decided to shut up and forcefully let you do your thing. "Good. Now come closer and lemme see your cheek."

She leaned forward and directed her aching cheek on you. "That idiot." You cursed as you search around the reddening spot. You weren't aware that it was mixed by Sana's blush now to have you staring very closer at her.

You started applying the ice pack around the hurting spot as Sana hissed before she swallowed in her throat and spoke. "T-thank you... for earlier."

"No problem. That's unusual, atleast I got a positive comment from you.

"I- I wasn't expecting you to come to rescue me, okay. And I didn't know how much I needed it."

The awkwardness between each other formed as none dared to speak afterwards when both got lost in their words. However, you started a topic that might break the silence and for Sana to understand more.

"I wasn't always like this."

"I know, you said it. It's just that there's something happened that I don't know-"

"It's my dad." You answered it. Sana looked at you. "I know you've been itching to ask me what exactly happened."

"I just don't want to because I felt like it's not my intention to know more and all I had to do is to understand you because it seemed too personal that I might sound forceful. But I do really wanted to know why." Sana replied. "So... step-dad?"

"No. My biological dad." You revealed. "My original father was abusive to my mom. I learned that he became like that when he started to fell addiction to gambling and other crazy stuffs that risks your money badly. He releases his frustration to my mom until she couldn't take it no more when she heard it loud and clear from my father that he despises her for me not turning out to be the one he's expecting. He always wanted a son/daughter but... nope. That's just all a part of his excuses that made my mom snapped and file a divorce  and report to my dad, and guess what. Her attorney became so interested in my mom and here he is, my mom and my dad broke up and him, who is now my step-dad, saved mom and I." You said as you applied care on her bruises.

Sana looked at you pitifully and for the first time, she frowned for you. "W-why are still helping me or... treating me good, even though I don't return it back at you?"

"Because... I got influenced. At first, I look up to my dad. I thought at first that he was tough, strong... I started becoming like him when him and my mom always gets to have a proble but then I realized that he was a true coward for proving all that by beating up my mom. And she was the one who is actually tough, because despite of all the suffering she took from my dad, she didn't hurt him back physically but that doesn't she has no plans to fight. Because if she does, then I wouldn't be in a better state if it wasn't for her.

So I changed. I took mom as my role model. I remained calm as much as I can. I did it all to reshape myself from the ghost of the past. Now here I am, rather choosing to prove myself and mean it all on my words on you. I don't want to fight anymore to cause trauma, Instead, I'll do in a need to protect the people who are close to me."

Sana tied all the strings together, and it did finally all comes to a clear point that it wasn't really your fault that you turned out to be that reckless bully that she had to go through a hard time before. She would be lying if she won't admit that she is a supporter of a belief that people can change, and it comes through this moment that she decided that she can use that phrase for good.

"There, all done." You said as you tucked all the hair to her ear and patted the bandage firmly on her face. Sana was just staring back at your tender and admirable demeanor. "Does it still h-"

"I forgive you."

"..."

You fell silent. That was very out of nowhere, but suddenly it got so uplifted to hear that successfully.

"Y-you do?"

"And we still have a week remaining ahead of us. We can use it to finally be able get along together."

You smiled widely as you saw how Sana's bright and cute grin shines right in your eyes. She looked so beautiful, and you even felt more guilty and poor for her on vanishing this irresistable kine of joy within her before.

"Yeah we can. T-thank you a lot, Sana."

Sana patted your hand to calm your happiness down. She smiled as she stared down at your hands stacked together. She took a grip on it and even felt the heat crawling through her skin, sending to her overflowing emotions in her heart.

It actually does look... fitting in her opinion. And she even agreed more to herself when she looked back up to see the owner of the hand she would actually love to hold more in many occasions.

That moment, Sana confirmed to herself that she has now began to discover a liking on you, who is also discreetly sharing the same serenade as her too.

Days after you and Sana tried to start this brand new closeness both of you has started for each other, its aftermath had left you ran out to became so overwhelmed about it, now that have reminded you of something that requires to be done more important before the expiration was reached.

You wanted to be happy because you have now made peace with Sana, but today wasn't the right time for you to celebrate fully.

Too much occupied on spending time for each other, that it almost made both forgot that you had to deal with a serious matter when the next day comes.

Your mood disrupted as you got conscious of the date today, not even Sana's bubbly personality can distract you from it or anything. You couldn't even join her as you remained watching her instead for some reason.

"You seem like you're in deep thoughts again, YN." Sana poked you with the tip of the ice cream she bought. "Are you okay?"

You didn't answer right away as it took time for you to snap back into your senses and found yourself being confronted by Sana.

"Y-yeah."

A lie. Sana detected that disturbing twitch of a forced smile on your lips.

"Really, what's going on? I know i've seen this last time on you getting blacked out of nowhere but this one feels different."

"How can you say?" You asked in a dead tone.

She shrugged and opened her ice cream first before she continued speaking. "That something's definitely bothering you. You're so stiff and uneasy. Does it makes you scared?"

"M-maybe it is..."

"Care to share what it is then?"

You were about to respond but Sana introduces you to her cold palm blocking your sight.

"But first, eat your ice cream. It's gonna melt, plus... it's my favorite flavor, okay? I don't want it getting wasted." She pouted adorably.

You chuckled and sighed as you opened your ice cream. "Delicious."

"Who? Me or the ice cream?"

"W-what?" You looked so baffled at her suspicious remark.

She laughed loudly at your embarassed expression. "I'm sorry- it's just... you keep on staring at me while you're licking it and commenting it for me. I thought you're teasing me so... I tried to get back on you."

"S-stupid, you and your pervy thoughts..." You rolled your eyes and blushed intensely at her own silliness. "And what if I say you?" you smirked a little and glared at her.

"Then I don't mind having you grab a taste as much as you like~" Her eyes didn't even had to glare back at you to look flirty and seductive, instead aura changed on its own as Sana ensures that the one who started this kind of fun won't end up getting defeated in the end.

You gulped and looked away from her enticing look as she wheezes. "Sorry, what's gotten over me. Anyways, let's go backto where we left. Oh yeah, what's making you scared?"

You had to compose yourself before replying to her. "Of us. Certainly... for you."

"Why?"

"I can't tell if this luck that I have of making myself had to witness this whole you being... just the way you are is only temporary for me to see, because I fear that... I might lose this... real you, again." You said.

"I appreciate the consideration YN but, risks are inevitable okay? It's fine to take it as long as it won't step or abuse my whole being again." Sana said. "I know you're scared but... face your fears. This is why you seek for another opportunity, right? To make things right."

"But would it be wrong for me if..."

"If...?" Sana waited for your next words to follow up.

Your heartbeat quickened, nerves trembling, emotions rising, as there's no going back once you have revealed this secret you have been keeping from her in weeks. "Would it be wrong for me if I don't just want you as a friend anymore? That I also began to admire you more than that?"

Sana's smile dropped. Her gaze went more focused on you as she couldn't believe what she's hearing. "Y-you like me?"

"I know it's ridiculous of me to say that to you, because I feel like I don't have the right to feel this way because I made you like this... forcefully with my wrongdoings. But, I don't know why my heart is being like this." You said to her.

"Maybe it's due to what I've said to you last time that I started to follow what my heart wants, and it pains because... I feel like this is what I may be missing after all these years when I rather ending up hurting you against my will. And now it makes me worry if I continue this feeling i'm having now that we have buried your hatred, I might lose this... bright side that depicts the real you, Sana. That I mercilessly thrown away when we first met.

I don't want to let it go but... I couldn't  get rid of this feeling in me, even after you told me you have declined our contract, I'm heartbroken but I still keep on loving you." You started tearing up. For the first time, Sana has fully visualized this fragile self of yours and it truly does hurt her deep inside.

"But I don't want you to pity me. I still respect your decision, but... for the last time... a last hope in me, I just want to ask... do you... still want to reconsider it?"

You looked at her with your poor eyes. Sana got her breath taken away by your weakened state. Her heart crumples in pain seeing you like this because you are heavily concerned of something that you don't even had to.

Because she likes you too, and you don't even know yet.

If your heart chooses her, her heart needed you more.

"I'm sorry..." is what came out as a whisper to Sana's shaking tone. Your heart shattered and there's your last hope disappeared like a popped bubble in the air. She was about to speak but you interrupted her.

"I see. I get it, no matter how much a person forgives you for your sin, there's always be time that would grant you the punishment for wasting that moment that you should've been good rather. A karma, in short. And this one, is what I have to bring and suffer for the rest of my life."  You said to her with a bitter smile. Sana was in awe at your guilty pronounce.

"I enjoyed our time but I think I have to go now, Sana. I'm sorry." You excused yourself to Sana as you emptied your ice cream and left her speechless on your spot with her. Her frozen consciousness has what costs her to respond late to unable to catch you as you walked away from her sight.

Sana was left in distraught, as the words she was about to say and the entirety of your confession sinked down to her.

March 31. The day of the proclaimation has come. The month is ending and that means the contract has reached its breaking point. You and Sana met again in the court along with your parents in each of your sides.

Both parties are worried and confused on why you and Sana seemed so dull and devastated that neither couldn't look at each other's eyes anymore. This is what you feared, and the regret is eating you up again so bad.

"Mr/Ms. LN, are you in favor of the contract to be published and hereby signed by you?"

"I do, your honor." You said. You wanted to give it up but you chose to fight for what you have desired more. You wanted to be with Sana longer, and even if it won't grant you the same opportunity, it doesn't matter. Atleast you have become honest to your heart that you would've love to have her as yours.

Sana's lips trembled as she tried to fight the tears about to pour down on her face but was unsuccessful that the judge had to halt the question. It breaks your heart more to see her in an emotional breakdown in front of you.

"Miss Minatozaki, are you okay?"

"I... I'm not..." She sniffed her nose and wiped her tears before proceeding. " I'm not in favor of the contract, your honor."

Your family and Sana's both were in shock and saddened. You weren't surprised, but you are surely devastated that she is really this a hundred percent certain of her decision.

"Are you sure with your answer, Miss Minatozaki? You look hesitant. Perhaps you can provide a clear explaination why you still responded the opposite?"

"I'm really not in favor of the contract, your honor." Sana shook her head. She wiped her tears again before she stepped forward and came closer to you.

"Because I don't want to have it done arranged."

Your eyes widened. The collective gasps of the both sides can be heard from the court.

"I'm rather hesitant because I want to be with you more, YN... but not through this. I want us to build the story of our relationship through our own. I want it that way, not this where others had to dictate and rush us how things should go for us." She apologetically looks back at yours and her family, and gladly they nodded understandably at her point.

She immediately pulls you into a hug so tight that you wouldn't even care also if you got suffocated into her endearing gesture of what finding your home should feel like. "I'm glad that you didn't let go, YN... because I love you too."

She sobbed into your shoulder and you gave up with your emotions as flood of tears fell down on your face, but this time it was all full of joy and relief. You reciprocated her action as you wrapped her body into your own embrace and cuddled her head on your side.

"Thank you... thank you for giving me a chance, Sana. I'll do everything I can not to ruin this. I love you.

She leans away fron your shoulder and holds your shoulders as she traces your face super close between each other. "I'm so proud of you, YN. You deserve it."

"And yes, I would be glad to be your girlfriend... and your future wife soon." She winked before she pulls your head next for a wholesome romantic kiss.

Your families and even the judge clapped and congratulated in support for your newfound stronger relationship with Sana since this is a sight to behold seeing two couples aren't destined to be torn apart from each other... but rather to stay together forever despite all the harsh and crucial situations they had gone through.

Love, in cooperation with time; always finds a way to connect two people's hearts no matter how long it might take, and this... is the way their story had to go.

[delulu4marauders]

my sweet werewolf <33

y/n potter x remus lupin

summary: y/n was the only person remus could trust seeing him as a werewolf..

note: female!character, y/n potter ( james’ younger sister )

from the author: hey everyone! juliana here, this is my first time writing a real fanfiction so please don't judge!! i'm pretty bad at writing but i can’t help but make my own fanfiction!! i want to say thanks to everyone who liked the summary i posted, seeing all the likes on it made me so happy!! i’m still unsure about how i’m going to organize these, but i’ll make a way. comment if you want a part two and also comment any ideas for part 2?? btw sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes but lowercases in unnecessary places are intended. also it's 2 days until school starts again for me, so i may not post for a while but i will make time to write for all you guys who enjoy my story! tysm and i hope you enjoy!

word count: 3k

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          it was a clear, rainy day at hogwarts. the sound of the gryffindor common room fireplace crackling and the quiet chatting of the other students made the common room feel like home. y/n was reading a book on a sofa in the corner of the common room, quietly enjoying her book while sipping on her pumpkin spice latte. the spooky season was coming, and hogwarts felt like the perfect place to be during halloween. just as y/n took another sip of her latte, a tall dark figure stood over her. it was her brother, james potter. 

          “what do you want?” y/n shrugged

          “hey! don’t be so crabby! i just want to come check on my younger sister” james explained

          “whatever” y/n rolled her eyes, flicking the page of her book

          “jeez..” james said under his breath, sitting down next to y/n “you going down to the great hall for dinner?” 

          “yeah.. how’s sirius and remus?” y/n asked sweetly, shutting her book

          “they’re fine, but remus is- you know.. having trouble..” james worried           “damn. poor remus..” y/n whispered

          y/n and james walked down the halls of hogwarts amongst the other students who were running down to the great hall. they sat down at the gryffindor table with sirius, who was chugging down pumpkin juice, lily, who was politely eating her dinner and making disgusted faces at sirius, and remus. remus’ face had a lot of scars from the past few full moons. when he smelt her bubblegum scented perfume, his head immediately perked up. there she was, his best friend. y/n and james sat down at the table, james directly started chatting up sirius and flirting with lily. y/n and remus sat there for a few minutes, eating their food. suddenly, y/n spoke up.

          “remmy?” y/n sweetly but calmly said

          “hmm..?” 

          “when’s the next.. you know..” 

          “two days..” he muttered

          “oh.. is there anything i can get for you?” y/n suggested

          “no.. it’s fine..” he sighed deeply

          “alright.. but if there’s anything you need-” y/n got cut off by remus

          “i know.. just go to you first. honestly, y/n. you tell me every time! i don’t need to be reminded, you know that?” 

          “okay.. i’m just worried for you. every time you come down to breakfast with fresh scars and-” 

          “i’m going to be fine, y/n. stop stressing” he slumped his shoulders down while talking

          y/n was walking down the hallways alone to her next class. potions. not only did she really like the thought of brewing potions, her favourite professor was teaching that subject. professor slughorn. he was a super chill, laid-back teacher and wasn’t as strict as all the other teachers. she entered the classroom and saw everyone already standing at the tables. she goes to stand next to james and remus. 

          “hey” words mindlessly came out her mouth

          “shh, the lesson’s starting” remus whispered. 

          remus was the type of student to enjoy classes and have good grades so him telling her to shush didn’t matter. this time in class they were brewing amortentia. y/n read her potions book and read all the ingredients she needed, found them on the shelves and added them to her cauldron. 

          ashwinder eggs… 

 rose thorns.. 

peppermint.. 

powdered moonstone.. 

pearl dust.. 

and rose petals..

          “miss potter” prof. slughorn said “what - does your amortentia smell like?” 

          y/n smelt her amortentia. she smelt baby powder.. gingerbread.. melted chocolate.. and a new book. these smells together was familiar… something she was used to but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

          “i smell.. gingerbread, chocolate, baby powder.. and a new book..” y/n listed slowly, trying to remember who owned the scent in her love potion. 

          the next day, y/n was peacefully studying in the library. she was just finishing up her transfiguration essay when she saw a shadow of a boy. she looked behind her and saw remus. usually when someone interrupts her study sessions, she gets really pissed but since it was going to be a full moon that night, she didn’t mind. 

          “hey remmy, you all good?” 

          “yeah.. i’ve been thinking.. you know how you said if i needed anything for the full moon i could go to you?” remus explained fast. y/n nodded. “well.. i- i.. i want you to stay with me while i’m a werewolf..” 

          “uh- are you sure??” y/n asked uncomfortably. remus nodded. y/n thought for a while. should she risk her life to help her best friend? she did promise him she would do anything… “sure.” y/n finally decided. 

          “really?” remus said. he hugged y/n “thank you y/n! thank you so much!! this means the world to me!!”

          this hug was different. y/n and remus always hug, but this hug was not a normal hug. he was closing his eyes, smiling, his arms weren’t stiff and it just felt more - from the heart.. 

          later on that evening, y/n got dressed into her pyjamas and went to the common room to check on james, sirius and peter, who were remus’ dorm mates but slept in the common room whenever it was a full moon. 

          “hey guys, how you doing?” y/n said, walking down the girls dormitory stairs and stopping at the doorway. they were playing uno and of course, peter had the most cards with sirius down to one card. 

          “we’re fine, aren’t you staying with remus for the night?” sirius said, still focused on the very professional game.

          “yeah, wish me luck. i hope i don’t get eaten.” y/n said playfully, half joking and half truthful.

          “if he does, i’m going to beat the crap out of him.” james said, overprotective for his younger sister

          “james, i’ll be fine. since i’m sleeping in your dorm, can i sleep in your bed?” y/n asked. back at the potter manor, they switch rooms all the time. 

          “alright, sleep tight lil’ sis” james said, picking up 4 cards from the pick-up-pile since peter placed down a ‘plus 4’ card. 

          y/n walked up the boys dormitory stairs and around the corner to remus’ dorm. she checked a clock nearby. it was 8:47, thirteen minutes to lights out and thirteen minutes until remus turns into a werewolf. she knocked on the door. shirtless remus opened. Once y/n saw this, she immediately blushed. 

          “oh- uhm.. hi, remus” y/n said, staring at the floor to avoid the awkwardness. 

remus noticed what made her feel uncomfortable. he quickly threw a shirt on. 

          “crepes. sorry about that… do come in..” remus said, embarrassed. remus never really swore, so she was used to him saying words instead of the real swear word. y/n walked into the dorm. she saw that they had moved james and peter’s beds against the wall to make space in the middle of the room. 

          “wow. so how much longer?” y/n turned around to face him

          “well.. It’s 9:51, so nine more minutes.” remus said, checking an old, grandfather clock in the back of their dorm. remus took his shirt off again and saw y/n blushing.

          “sorry. it’s the only way i don’t rip my shirts apart.” remus explained. she could hear the sincerity in his voice. 

          “it’s alright remmy.. are you sure you want me to stay?” y/n said sweetly

          “yes please.. so when i turn into a werewolf, which is in.. four minutes, i’m gonna need you to hide behind sirius’ bed. and if i dont talk for five minutes, get out your wand and yell sectumsempra at me, okay?” remus inquired. 

          “sectumsempra? but doesn’t that injure people?” y/n wondered in worry

          “injures people, not werewolves. if i haven’t talked five minutes after i turned into a werewolf, it means the transformation didn’t work well and- nevermind, if it happens, just do it.” remus said seriously. y/n nodded. while waiting, they just chilled together on remus’ bed talking about school and their friends. 

          tick.. tick.. tick.. the clock hit 9:00. remus was sitting in the middle of the room and y/n behind sirius’ bed, clutching her wand just in case. she watched as he turned into a werewolf, which was not glamorous. 2 minutes after he finished transforming, y/n was waiting for him to talk. she really did not wish to use the curse. 

          “y/n?” a deep voice said suddenly

          “remmy? is that - you?” y/n wondered aloud, coming out from behind the bed

          “yeah, i’m not going crazy like usual” remus’ new deep voice stated

          “really? did you take anything?” y/n said, sitting on sirius’ dog hair bed.

          “well, my aunt gave me this thing called a wolfsbane potion that’s supposed to not turn me into a werewolf.. but she said the first time i try it i should mix it with like- pumpkin juice or water or something…” remus explained

          “well that helps..” y/n says

          down in the common room, james, peter and sirius were still playing uno. sirius lay down on his sleeping bag expecting there to be a pillow but of course, reality is always different from your expectation. 

          “crap, i forgot my pillow. do you think i should go up and get my pillow?” sirius suggests.

          “well, if the other gryffindor boys aren’t screaming then it’s probably safe.” peter teased. 

          sirius tip-toed up the stairs and quietly opened the dorm room door. he walked into the room, expecting to see a lot of damage in the room. but instead, everything looked normal. sirius scanned around the room for the grey wolf but it was nowhere in sight. sirius walked to his bed to grab his pillow and in the bed across from him, was remus in wolf form, laying on his bed. but he wasn’t alone. y/n was there too, they were in the ‘little spoon big spoon’ cuddling position with remus’ long, fluffy wolf tail wrapped around y/n’s legs tucking her in a sweet embrace. sirius was in complete shock. no one had ever seen remus in this state during a full moon transformation. sirius decided to shrug this feeling off, grabbed his pillow and walked back downstairs to the common room. 

          the beautiful, morning sun shone down on y/n, waking her up. she opened her eyes to see remus’ hard, shirtless and human chest. she looked up at remus’ face. he was already awake, reading a book. she was confused, she didn’t remember sleeping in remus’ bed. and especially with him. 

          “remmy?” y/n yawned

          “morning y/n” remus whispered sweetly

          “why am i in your bed?” she said, sitting up and leaning on the head board

          “you said that you would sleep in james’ bed but it was full of his dirty laundry, sirius’ bed had a lot of dog hair and you just didn’t want to sleep in peter’s bed so i let you sleep in mine.” remus explained

          “with you?” 

          “oh, i was sleeping on the floor but in the middle of the night i heard people talking so i got in bed too” remus said

          “oh.. okay..” 

          “y’know, you’re really cute when you’re asleep” remus teased

          “shut up! i probably snored all night!” y/n muttered

          “you didn’t, you were really peaceful” 

          “whatever” y/n rolled her eyes, leaning on remus’ shoulder to see what he was reading. it was a book on the wolfsbane potion. “oh, that potion.”

          “yeah, it really helped me last night. if i hadn’t taken it, you’d be dead by now” remus chuckled, half joking and half truthful. y/n laughed along too. 

          james, sirius and peter came walking into the dorm to put away their sleeping bags and pillows. 

          “had a good sleep?” sirius said, walking over to his bed. james stopped and stared as soon as he entered the doorway.

          “why the f**k are you two in the same bed?” james snapped

          “it’s not what it looks like, we’re best friends, james” y/n says, insulted by what her brother thought she was doing. she got out of remus’ bed and leaned against the bedpost.  “plus, your bed smells horrible! smells worse than when i use the toilet after you at home!” y/n teased

          “shut up!” james said, embarrassed. y/n and sirius laughed. 

          “so, hogsmeade weekend! you guys going?” peter asked, plopping himself down on his bed. 

          “of course! can’t pass up the chance to go buy lollies! probably even steal some too! you up for it pads?” james asked

          “duh!” sirius playfully added

          “well i better get dressed, meet in the common room?” y/n asked. the marauders nodded and waved y/n goodbye as she walked out of the dorm room.

          after she got dressed, she waited in the common room along with lily and marlene. lily and marlene were fangirling over their halloween costumes while y/n was reading a book on potions. the marauders came walking down the stairs from the boys dormitories. the first thing she noticed was james and sirius, doing idiotic stuff like always, so she just rolled her eyes. behind them was remus, wearing his chaotic academia clothes like always. y/n got up and walked towards him. 

          “that sweater is adorable remmy!!” y/n exclaimed. remus slightly blushed.

          “oh.. thanks y/n..” remus said, flustered. 

          “no worries! should we go now?” y/n suggested. remus nodded softly.

          they arrived at hogsmeade, they could see the three broomsticks, zonkos joke shop and honeydukes were decorated ready for halloween. they saw james, sirius and peter run into the three broomsticks and lily and marlene ran into a new thrift store. it was just remus and y/n. 

          “where do you wanna go?” y/n asked remus

          “there’s a new crystal shop i’d like to visit..” remus uttered softly

          “okay!” y/n said sweetly, grabbing remus’ hand and gently jogging to the crystal shop he was talking about. 

          they stopped at a clean shop with a big sign above the entrance that said ‘crystal clear’. y/n knew how much remus liked crystals, especially sparkly ones. on holidays james would visit remus at his house and y/n would tag along. back at remus’ house, he has a whole display cabinet for his crystals. they walked into the store, still hand in hand. y/n looked at remus’ face, which was happier than she had seen in a while. he let go of her hand to look at some cat - shaped crystals. she could tell by the expression on his face that he was in awe. like the feeling when you walk into a shop where they have all the things you love. y/n herself was looking around at the crystals. she saw a wolf - shaped crystal. it was so pretty and it captured the beauty of a real wolf. it reminded her of remus, and the night she spent with him in his wolf form. a tingly feeling crossed her heart. she thought.. was this feeling.. love? no, it couldn’t be, he was her best friend. she went to the counter, where remus had 6 crystals laid on the counter. 

          “i can buy that for you if you want” remus said, digging through his pockets.

          “oh.. it’s okay, you don’t need to” y/n smiled

          “please? i owe you, you could have died last night.” remus pleaded. y/n placed the wolf - shaped crystal on the counter along with his crystals replying ‘finee’. 

          they were chilling under a tree, eating lollies from honeydukes, chatting and laughing together. gummies, lollipops, bertie bots every flavour beans, chocolate frogs, the list goes on and on. 

          “why did you get a wolf crystal?” remus suddenly questioned

          “because it reminds me of my best friend” she half-lied. it did remind her of her best friend, but it also reminded her of her tiny crush on him. but she thought it was too cringy to say, and too risky as well. remus laughed.

          “same reason i got this” remus chuckled, reaching into his hand-painted tote-bag and pulls out a pink, transparent heart crystal. “reminds me of you because you look really good in pink and your heart is nice and kind.. also because… i kinda like you..” remus’ face went pink. he stared at the ground to avoid embarrassment.

          “remmy..” y/n breathed “i keep on trying to deny this feeling too..” 

          “y/n, we’re best friends, and we’re extremely close.. do you.. maybe wanna be my girlfriend?” remus asked shyly. y/n’s smile grew wide but didn’t want to be awkward. she quickly thought of how to say ‘yes’ without over - doing it. 

          “i’d love to be your girlfriend remmy!” she said, trying to contain her smile.

          that starry night, the marauders all met in the three broomsticks to have some butterbeer or pumpkin juice together. remus and y/n decided not to tell them just yet, after all, they’d only been dating for a few hours. sirius and peter were laughing at embarrassed james who was drinking his butterbeer, ashamed of himself.

          “hey! why are you laughing at james?” y/n asked

          “he tried to ask lily out but got rejected in front of all her friends” sirius teased

          “the poor guy, don’t laugh at him” remus said

          “yeah guys! don’t laugh! it’s not funny!” james said, staring at the floor

          “you guys are just jealous ‘cause you don’t have anyone to ask out” y/n snapped. sirius and peter stopped laughing. 

          “and what about you, still single always reading your stupid book in the corner of the common room every night” sirius replied back.

          “at least i’m doing something useful, you probably just stay in your dorm isolating yourself from everyone else!” y/n teased. remus spoke up.

          “plus, pads, she’s not single” remus proudly added

          “oh yeah? who’s she dating then moony?” sirius said, not expecting an answer

          “me” 

that word caused silence around the table. y/n’s face went pink and she drank her butterbeer. 

          “really?” james said in a fangirling voice. remus nodded proudly.

          “well.. i stand corrected, congrats guys” sirius muttered, embarrassed that he was wrong. he was used to being right all the time. 

          “oh shut up sirius, you’re just jealous because no one likes you” y/n bragged playfully. sirius rolled his eyes. 

          “whatever” he shrugged his shoulders.

[memoriesoftanalorr]

She was an angel but she never knew she was (Michael Langdon x female reader)

Note: I don't know why I'm came up this, sometimes my mind rushing with ideas. I'd wish that there's was an redemption arc for Michael Langdon. I hope I didn't mess the things up since I never watched it but I'm gonna research properly, okay seems I'm not so but I'll rewrite it later on then. Why I'm so spontaneous with stories sometimes? Used the song by Thousands Foot Krutch sentence from the song Honest and also used Day To Remember song Miracle. Again I'm random at tittles.

Summary: Sets somewhere around AHS Apocalypse. Y/n is 17 years old student girl who's living at the countryside more or less safely. Cordelia Goode wanted to recruit a mysterious teen as she knows that Y/n has supernatural abilities but girl is hides well, some kind of spell hides her. Sometime later Y/n sees how Michael Langdon murders the person, somehow Michael didn't tried to kill the girl, he senses supernatural being but only barely and didn't figure out who is the girl is. The second time when Michael meet with a teenager, she was in the danger, a forest was burning in the fire, Langdon saved her. Somehow he felt affection to Y/n. Unknown to her, she's have a supernatural in her as well, her grandfather was a angel, cherubim and left a messages and instructions and amulet how to stop the Apocalypse. BTW, forgot to mention it'll be not a romance. Sorry for my grammar. I hope it's okay.

If you could only feel the way that I feel Ready for the war to come my way Yeah, I struggled so I know what it takes The pressure only builds 'til it breaks If you could only feel the way that I feel You might think it's something spiritual But I'm betting on the right here, right now To Hell with all the someday, somehow I've waited long enough I've waited long enough Don't need a miracle Right here, right now To Hell with all someday, somehow I've waited long enough I've waited long enough Don't need a miracle You might think it's something spiritual But I don't need a fucking miracle If you could only see the way that I see You could find the faith to take the leap It only took one shot to prove I'm not made of glass There's no pain you could cause that won't eventually pass If you could only see the way that I see You'd be betting on the right here, right now To Hell with all the someday, somehow I've waited long enough I've waited long enough Don't need a miracle

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Y/n spending time at the countryside from spring until October, she lives in a two floor house with her father and they have many good friends among the neighbors. A teenage girl likes gardening and walking near the lake, she has her own room there. She made there so many good memories, Y/n loved their neighbor so much, she's a good lady who has a cat and they're always talking about flowers and walking near the lake together. Once at night, Y/n get a small trip away from the house, a teenager decided to enjoying the sunset. Y/n get through the bridge and walked forward the edge of the grasshill next to the lake. A girl starred at the purple sunset with a smile.

Y/n and her father stayed at the countryside a little longer though it was October. Week later, Y/n decided to get a walk over the lake again. It's getting dark when she is heading back, suddenly she's heard someone's terrifying screaming for help. "Is anybody's here? Oh, it's really scary." Y/n started feeling herself nervous.

A teen saw man's body laying on the ground covered in blood and then she noticed a man with short strawberry-blonde hair and blue eyes wearing black trench coat, pants and boots, he is holding a bloody knife. "You're better not telling anyone whet you saw here." Michael leaning closer to you. "Who are you?" Y/n trembling in fear. "My name is Michael Langdon. I'm Anti-Christ." he made a slutty smile. "Are you crazy? Stay away from me!" Y/n stepped back and runned as fast as she can. "Go on, run but I'll find you anywhere." Michael chuckled. Y/n get back home at the dinner time, get inside the hallway and take her jacket off and then locked the door. "Hey, how's your walk? You're just in time for a dinner." your dad greeted you. "Hey, dad." Y/n replied. "Something is wrong? You're look pale, are you getting sick?" he asked. "I think I get a cold. I don't want to eat. I'd rather go rest in my room." Y/n lied. "Rest well." Your dad said with a smile. "Thanks." Y/n nodded. You laid into your bed, closing your eyes. "What a nice night, meeting with maniac. I wish everything will be safe and peaceful here again."

Two weeks ago, you researching on an old and abandoned archive, it was weird that the building was near the forest. Inside was dusty and dark, you could see the spider webs at the walls and windows. "Disgusting. I should prepare myself. This archive needs a repair and cleaning. Alright, I'm come back here later." you spoke out loud. When you get outside you could feel the smell of fire and smoke. The trees and leaves were burning, turning into a large flame. You started panic and ran towards your house. Soon you began to choke on smoke and coughing a lot, you started to feel yourself dizzy. "Somebody help!" you screamed in despair. Michael Langdon appears behind your back. "Give me your hand. I'll get you out of here." "Is that you?" Y/n gasped. "Come on, trust me." Michael landing you a hand. "How I can trust you?" she struggled. "You're rather prefer to die? he pointed out sarcastically. Y/n grabbed his hand and falls into his shoulder as she lost consciousness. Langdon teleporting you miles away from the forest and then carefully laid you on the ground, leaning down on his knees next to you. Michael slightly using his abilities and read your mind while you were asleep. Sometine later, you're woke up, slowly getting up. "Ow, my head." "So you're awake finally." he spoke. Y/n glanced at him. "You're saved me?" "That's right, Miss Y/n." he nodded. "Well, thanks I guess." Y/n rubbed her shoulder. "You're welcome." "Wait, how did you know my name?" "That's one of my special talents." Michael made a slutty smile. "Uhm, I need to go now." you replied. "See you later." he smiled. "I don't think that I want to see you again." Y/n snapped. "Are you sure, little brat?" Michael mocked. "Anyway, I'm leaving." Y/n walks away.

In the distance you saw firefighters and an ambulance. Your father ran up to you and hugged you. "How did you escape the fire?" "I was on the other side of the forest. Everything was fine, but what happened to the others?” Y/n asked. "Our neighbors are fine. Some idiots set the forest on fire." "Let's go home." You glanced at your father with a soft smile and then looked back. "What are you looking for, dear?" your father asked. "I just had a feeling. Never mind." Y/n squeezed her father's hand and both of them leave the road side by side.

Few days later Y/n drive away with her dad to California. At the city she haven't friends and she's always just at home doing her daily routine or having small walking around the town. Once at afternoon Y/n sitting at the bench in the park and somehow she noticed a familiar strawberry blonde haired man with blue eyes in the crowd. You pretended that you're didn't seen him in the crowd and just reading the book. Michael sits down at the bench next to you. "What are you reading, kiddo? Is this a love story?" he teased. "It's not a love story, I don't really interested in love stories, it's a detective." Y/n responses to him. "I see." Michael chuckled. "Michael Langdon, right?" you just wanted to be correct if you're said his name right. "I love the way you said my name." he made a small smile. "Are you following me or what? Why you're here?" Y/n glanced at the man. "Because we're need to talk." he simply replied. "I don't want to talk when the other people could hear us." Y/n whispered. "Oh, I know where we can talk, come with me." Langdon stand up from the bench waiting for you. You take a deep breath and stand up from the bench. "Alright."

"I'm not going to hurt you." Michael assured you.

"How lovely of you." Y/n followed him across the street.

Michael lead you into abodended bookstore, though it was nice inside and not as dusty. "Uhm, I didn't seen this bookstore before." Y/n spoke. "You can find something interesting here for sure." Michael's blue eyes glanced through yours. "We're here not for reading, are we?" Y/n blushed. "Yeah, I know but I thought you would like to look around." he responded. "I guess there is a second floor, I'm bet this bookstore has a reading room. Let's talk there." Y/n suggests. The two getting up the stairs and entered a large reading room. Michael sit down at the sofa. "Are you going to just stand here or you're sit down?" he asked. "So what are you wanted to talk about?" you still didn't trust him completely. "Don't worry, kid. I'm not going to hurt you. I told you that before." "Alright, you can start first." she said shyly. "What brought you to California?" he asked. "Visiting a family member and actually I have a vacation." Y/n answers honestly. "I see." Langdon spoke. "Now is my turn. Are you really, you know---" Y/n paused. "Too scared to said it out loud?" Michael becoming glummy. "I just never thought that I could meet a supernatural being." Y/n expressed. "Hmm." Michael was amused. "So you're going to destroy the world?" you lowered your head. "You're better don't know about that." he said coldly. "Sounds really dramatic. Anyway I'm bet you're going to be lonely if you're going to do this." Y/n responses. "We both know who I am but I interested more in who you are." Michael stand up and walked towards you. "What do you mean?" Y/n freeze in shock. "I feel supernatural in you but I can't quite understand who you are." Michael glanced at you coldly. "It can't be true! I'm just the most ordinary person." Tears flowing down your face.

"Hey, kid. I'm sorry I'm scared you." Michael squeezed your hand.

"I don't understand... How it possible?" Y/n glanced at him.

"I'm not sure." He confessed. "Anyway, it's not about what you said, I'm just good for nothing." you still feeling your heart skipped with sadness. "I promise I'll find it out." Michael's blue eyes starred at you. "You don't have to." Y/n looked away. "Forget about it for a while. I like your perfume, it's so sweet and in the same time not so strong." Michael cuddled into your cheek gently. Y/n blushes and stepped back. "What was that? Stop that flirting." "I didn't meant to flirt with you, just wanted to make a compliment and comfort you." Michael replied. "Hmm, seriously?" Y/n rolled her eyes. "Believe me I don't have nothing like that in mind. See you later, Miss Y/n." "Wait, uhm, thanks for company. It's kinda weird but---" Michael smiled and then get down the stairs. Y/n leaves the bookstore few minutes after Michael leaves.

Time skip. Days ago. "Hey, dear. Take care of yourself. You know lately there has been a lot of unrest on the streets and in the world in general." Your father warned you. "I know that, dad. It's been a while since I'm getting outside though." you replied thoughtfully. "By the way where have you been last time?" your dad asked. "I was at the park and then I found a really nice bookstore but it was abodended." you answered. "I'm bet you're getting inside because you're really curious and love those kind of places." your dad said with a smile. "I hope nobody would think I'm a thief. I just would love to take care of this building." Y/n said passionately. "If this your wish, how about to talk with neighbors to make some repairs and such? And we'll do something together." he spoke. "That's would be great! But I think this building doesn't need much repair." Y/n hugged her dad. "Alright. I need to go." Your dad get a jacket on. "Be careful too." you reminded. "I've noticed you're daydreaming about something lately." he said. "I just daydreaming for some peaceful days." Y/n blushing. "Nice wish." Then he is get outside and leave the house, you locked the door. The truth is that Michael was on your mind. Last time he was tricky, cold and in the same time delicate. What he's feeling? Is he drowned into darkness or it's not too far gone?

Y/n then finds out from her dad that her grandfather left her an a amulet and his journal, Y/n don't remember much about her grandfather but she's heard he was kind and religious person. Y/n decided to find it.

The other day, Y/n was inside her room but then get outside at the backyard, Michael standing there. Y/n stepped forward him. "Michael?" Y/n was surprised to see him. He turned his face towards you, he was full of anger. "Mich… What's happened?" Y/n touched his hand gently. "My destiny in destroying humanity and the world. If you only knew what I can do! But I don't want to hurt you. I don't know why I feel this way. I am a monster!" Tears flowing down his face. Y/n embraces him into a hug. "You're must be feel yourself lonely, aren't you? I feel humanity and good in you. I wish there's a way out to prevent Apocalypse and heal your soul." "I afraid it's no way out." he replied. "I wish it's not like that." Y/n whispers. Michael squeezed into your shoulder gently still sobbing. "You're been through a lot I guess." Y/n patted his back. He slipped from your embrace and looked away. Y/n wiped his tears away, stroking his hair gently. "I like your hair." Y/n smiled. "I missed you, Y/n." Michael squeezed your hand gently smiling. Y/n giggled. "By the way, I'm not sure but I think we have a chance to get the answers on some questions." Y/n said mysteriously. "This is what I'm thinking about?" Langdon asked. "My grandfather left me a amulet and his journal. He was religious and it might mean that in this journal could be something about… If I am really a supernatural being and maybe in this notes he wrote how to stop Apocalypse." Y/n lowered her head. "Hmm, you need my help to find it?" Michael guessed. "I think I know where to start the search." Y/n said excitedly. "Seriously? Where?" Michael wondered. "It's somewhere in his room at our family's countryside house or in old archive but I think archive get damaged by fire." Y/n said thoughtfully. "I can get you there now." Michael spoke. "Let's do it tomorrow. I still have a lot of to do." Y/n yawned a bit. Michael giving you a hug before leaving. "See you soon then."

On the next afternoon, Michael knocked at the door. "Who's there?" Y/n asked. "Hey, It's Michael." he responds. "Hello, Mich." Y/n said as she opened the door into a hallway. "Are you ready?" he asked. "Listen, I'm not sure I want to know the truth. I'm such a coward, right?" Y/n struggling. "But yesterday you were so determined about finding the journal and amulet." Michael get confused. "But if we're don't find it or it's journal didn't exists at all. I don't remember my grandfather." Y/n sighed softly. "You're brave and clever girl. We're going to work it out." Michael laid his hand at your shoulder. "Thank you. Alright, we should get going now." Y/n take her bag. "Where's we should teleport first?" Michael asked. "How about try that forest? Archive is somewhere further."

"I got it. Take my hand and close your eyes." Michael spoke.

"Okay." Y/n squeezed his hand and take a deep breath before she closed her eyes.

When Y/n opened her eyes, she noticed that the surrounding around her is changed, it was the same forest.

Suddenly Michael grabbed your hand in protecting gesture. "I feel someone's presence." "Who's this? I feel something too but---" Y/n turned her head to see a women coming towards them. She has a blonde hair and brown eyes, pale skin, she's wearing a beautiful dress. She's seemed powerful but in the same time not going to harm anyone. Y/n wasn't as scared to meet with her. "Who's this lady?" Y/n asked Michael. "A witch from the coven. Get back, Y/n." he replied. "It's really surprising that you're trying to protect that child from me. I come with peace." Cordelia replied. "Are you two already met?" Y/n asked out of curiosity. Michael groaned. "So you're Y/n? I have something for you. I've been looking forward to meet with you but I couldn't do it earlier. My name is Cordelia Goode." she smiled. "Nice to meet with you." Y/n spoke. "Me too, dear. Take this amulet. It'll protect you." Cordelia helped you to wear on a amulet on you. "Thanks. It's from my grandfather? Did he left me a letter?" Y/n asked anxiously. "I found a letter tied with a ribbon, you can read it." Cordelia patted your arm. You opened a envelope and started reading. "Dear, Y/n. It's your grandfather. I should explain a lot of things. First, wear this amulet, it protects you from evil. You'll find more in my favorite place." Then the letter ends and you hide the letter into your bag. "I need to find my grandfather's journal. I think he's wrote how to stop Apocalypse." Y/n said. "Let's find it together." Cordelia laid her hands on your shoulders. Y/n looked back at Michael. "If root of evil doesn't mind that. If seems like he wants to let his anger out." Y/n mocked. "Do you know who he is? Did he tried to hurt you?" Cordelia asked. "I know who he is and he didn't tried to hurt me." you answers honestly. "Hmm, interesting." Cordelia glanced at Michael. "So this why you're here. I don't mind but I'm not really happy either." Langdon tighned his teeth. "Can I talk face to face with Langdon, dear? It won't take a long." Cordelia squeezed your hand gently. "Alright but I hope he'll not try to kill you when I'm away. I'm will wait you two over my family's house." Y/n joked and walk away. "What was that?" Michael said in confusion. "Do this child knows who she is?" Cordelia asked. "No. I can't understand it either." Michael replied in annoyance. "I feel bright and powerful aura. She's an angel." Cordelia added. "She's angel?" Michael widened his eyes in shock. "I see that child softened your heart a bit." Cordelia pointed out. He lowered his head. "I don't understand how but I feel affection towards Y/n." "She's a kind soul, she wants to save yours." Cordelia explained.

Then Michael looked away, he felt sadness. "I hope she can do this because without her, everything losing meaning in this damn world." "So Y/n means a lot of to you?" Cordelia was amazed by his words. "Let's stop wasting our time on talking, shall we?" Michael responded. "I'll tell her the truth when she's ready." Cordelia finished the conversation then. Cordelia and Michael caught up with you then. "Hey, Michael. What you two talking about? Did she cast a spell on you?" Y/n teased. Cordelia laughted, "No, I don't casting any spells on him when you were away. You'll know everything later on." Michael groans in response.

"Hmm, my grandfather wrote that I'll find more in his favorite place. Did he meant his room? It's get abandoned after his death." you feel like crying. "Let's check it out." Cordelia patted your shoulder. Michael glanced at you with empathy. "Right. This way." Y/n becoming encouraged by support. Trio get inside the house and walked through the hallway and then on the right. "My grandfather always locking his room but in last time, the door was unlocked but I guess my dad actually locked it after sometime." Y/n opened the enclosed latern and inside it she finds a key and opened the door. "Interesting. I feel something supernatural." Michael pointed out. Cordelia nodded quietly. The room was messy and dusty, there's was the mirror, a wooden table, chair, books and the window. "I found another key. Hmm, is there is the shelf on the back of the mirror with a lock." Y/n guessed. You unlocked the shelf on the back of the mirror and found a large journal. You're glances at the pages. "There are some rituals here. I don't quite understand." "Would you let me take a look on it?" Cordelia asked politely. "Yeah, sure." Y/n land a journal to her. Michael standing next to the teenager silently. "It's a really powerful rituals. Can I borrow your grandfather's notes for a while?" Cordelia looked at you. "Why not. I trust you." Y/n smiled. "Thank you, dear. I'll tell you both more when I'm made a proper research on it." she spoke. Y/n locked the room and then the trio leave the house. Michael then grabbed Cordelia's arm. "Why don't you tell me what you saw now?" "I'll tell you and Y/n everything later on." Cordelia glances at him. "What are you talking about?" Y/n approaching them. "He's just too impatient to know what was in these notes." Cordelia mocked. "I respect you enough to wait until you're read it." Y/n replied. "See you later, dear." she made a soft smile. "Bye." Y/n smiled. Then she leaves and Y/n steps to Michael. "I feel something between you two or I'm wrong?" "Hmm." Michael looked at you thoughfully. "Are you okay?" Y/n asked. "Do you really want to know who you are?" "Not now."

Five days later Cordelia and Michael visits you in your house. You made everyone a cup of tea. "First I have to tell you something, Y/n. You don't even know how much power you have. Your grandfather was chosen. He is an angel and so are you, it's in your blood." Cordelia took your hand. "Thank you for telling me." you lowered your head. Michael glanced at you. "Your grandfather also writes that his successor or witch can stop the Apocalypse by killing an a Antichrist either removing it's evil powers by ritual. But it's really powerful rituals and you're untrained and we're don't have much time. I can't risk your life. I'll do it." Cordelia glances at you. "But you're okay with risking my life, aren't you?" Michael snapped. "Maybe I can do this…" Y/n said. "Everyone at Academy is agreed with risk anyway." she added. "Do you guys having a witch school?" Y/n wonders. "Kind of." Cordelia giggled. "Who's going to make a ritual? If this works, I'm okay with that." Michael said. "Why do you would do that?" Y/n asked him. "Because I want you to be safe." Michael replied honestly. "So you care for me? It's unbelievable." Tears flowing down your face. "Trust me. I do care for you." Michael giving you a hug. Y/n squeezed into his shoulder gently. Cordelia watching the two with a smile. "I'll send a taxi for you when I'll prepare everything and provide you about the ritual if this safe but I'm not sure I can make it safe for you." Cordelia then finished. "Okay." Y/n nodded. Michael and Cordelia leaving your house quietly. "Tell me one thing, is this going to kill me or Y/n?" He asked. "Perhaps. But we have no choice anymore." Cordelia sighed. "Do you lied to her then?" Michael bursts in anger. "No, I'm not. There is still hope that she can survive." Cordelia responded. "I want her to live, can you hear me?" Michael replied bitterly.

Three days later Y/n get a letter from Cordelia laying under the carpet next to the front door. "Dear Y/n, I'm sorry that you're didn't heard anything from me lately but I don't want to risk your life, Michael don't want it either." A teen read the letter quietly. "I hope that everything will be fine soon." Y/n get inside the house and hid the letter inside her room.

Meantime, Cordelia and Michael went inside the abandoned castle, she draw the casting circle and prepared ingredients for the spell. Cordelia land a cup to him. "Drink it. I'm warning you, ritual going to be painful." Michael take the cup and drank it. "Let's do it." Cordelia then began casting the spell, the fire in the candles flickered. Langdon feeling like he's burning from the inside, he screamed in pain and at the end of the spell, he's falled on the floor unconscious. Cordelia leaned down next to him. He is still breathing. Michael opened his eyes some minutes later. Cordelia tugging his hair away and look at his ear, the mark behind his ear is fades away. "Your mark is faded." she spoke. "I can't believe it!" Michael shouted in shock. "Now you're human." Cordelia smiled. "And what's my purpose now?" he wondered. "I don't know what you're going to do but now your soul is healed and you're got a friend or a more than one." Cordelia get up from the floor and takes his hand and helping him to get up from the floor.

On next day, world gets to normal and safe. Michael and Cordelia went to your house. Y/n reading a book. Someone's knocking at the door. "Who's there?" Y/n asked. "It's Cordelia." A female voice spoke. Y/n wondering what happened to Michael. If he okay? "Oh, hello, Miss Cordelia. I will open the door now." Michael crawled from behind and grab your waist. "Hey, little brat!" Y/n trembled from a sudden attack from behind but laughted out. "You're freaked me out!" "Sorry I just couldn't resist myself." he made a smug smile. "I giving you back your grandfather's notebook. He left you another letter inside it and your photograph. He loves you." Cordelia land a notebook to you. "Then why I don't remember him? Thanks, but I guess it's better if you're hide the notebook somewhere with magic if something will happen." Y/n replied. "I think that nothing bad going to happen but anyway, that's wise. Take a letter then." she nodded. "So this ritual goes well?" Y/n asked. "Michael is human now, his powers are gone." Cordelia answered. "Glad to hear that." Y/n smiled. "Would you like me to teach you how controlling your abilities?" Cordelia touches your arm. "Attending a witch school? But I'm not quite a witch." Y/n struggling. "What's you answer, kid?" Michael smiles. "I'm not sure yet." Y/n rubbed her neck. "Don't worry. I'll wait for your decision. See you later, dear." Goode giving you a hug. "See you later maybe." Y/n hugged Cordelia back. "I think Michael wants to tell you something. I need to go." she whispers. "Really?" you're whispering to her. Cordelia nodded to you with a mysterious smile and then leaves. "Do you need help with finding a apartment? I know a nice one around on rent." Y/n spoke to Michael. "Sounds great. Listen, I going to say you something and I'll be honest with you." he squeezed your hand. "Alright." Y/n nodded. "I want to say… Thank you for being a good friend." Michael lean closer to you. "We're friends? But we're don't know much about each other." Y/n looked away. "I don't care and when I met you in second time, I readed your memories. Some of them. I hope you're not mad at me for that?" he glances at you. "I hope I can read yours. I'm not mad at you. And you're welcome." Y/n responses. "Hmm, the same perfume. You smell good." Michael cuddling into your cheek again. "That's enough!" Y/n hiding her face with her hands blushing and playfully pushing him away but then Michael hugs you. "I love you, my angel." he smiled softly. "I love you too but you're such a slut sometimes, my friend." Y/n mocked. "So you're love me too?" Michael made a playful smile. "So you made a truce with pretty witch lady huh?" Y/n teased. "Something like this." he answered. "If something I think we're can helping each other wilth stuff you know." you spoke. "Would be nice." Michael replied. "Do you want something?" you asked him. "Can we take a walk before I'm leave?" Michael taking your hand. "Sure."

[damnfandomproblems]

Anon, I am doing a response to you're ask this way. Have you maybe thought that people just don't see things the way you see it? Or maybe how you present things is why people don't see the issue you are complaining about. That could be why people are not believing you. Being an a-hole ensures people will not listen to you. BTW, I'm using your ask to block you.

For everyone who can't read the text on the image here is the text under the cut:

For 3692, people in the replies are not getting it. I think OP is saying people got mad at them for being happy that female NPCs exist. There is nothing wrong with wanting more female NPCs when the cast is already majority male.

I had experience in a TWST rp server where they said in their rules that: "If you make an OC that is a student for Night Raven College (NRC), Royal Sword Academy (RSA), or Nobel Bell College (NBC) They must be male because these are all boys schools." After some arguing, they decided to allow people to put their female OCs in the schools too. Everything was good and fun

Then they created a fanmade all girls school. It started out with just letting only girls be there, and everyone was happy with that. But then one person began to insist that the server should let them enroll a male oc at the all girl's school. While many people argued against it, the mods decided that people could enroll their male ocs there too which made people upset. When we argued against it, they just went "It won't hurt you. Let us have fun." And then proceed to have their male ocs make people's female ocs feel uncomfortable and harassed them constantly. I guess female characters aren't allowed to feel safe.

This kind of thing is not okay and TWST fandom needs to stop with their misogyny.

[jing-yuans-wife]

hey, I have another request so here it goes..... can you do some headcanons with the bayverse turtles with a S/O with like huge boobs, please. (I'm talking like 8in bro and FLUFF)

Ok really I need this. My boobs are tiny[B Cup] so this will help me pretend i got these damn melons I once wanted!☠️

Bayverse dudes you gotta love this S/o NOW!👀

Trigger:Fluff and minor language.

💙Leonardo!💙

To think the leader would break when he saw your boobs, and not just the fact you were female, but damn were they big! Like Im talking 8 inches!. Did he almost have a nosebleed? Yes, yes he did. Did he just pull you into a permanant cuddle just to use this as an excuse to avoid training while you here? Yes,yes he did. You were his student in training, but also his new S/o and loves you to the moon and back. If you try bring yourself down due to how big your boobs are, he reminds you why he loves you every time. You best ever to cuddle compared to any pillow!. When you talk about reducing their size ,he stops you right there and there with a kiss to shut you up.

❤️Raphael❤️

When he first saw the love of his life....he broke. His mind had completely left him!. He forgot his usual front he puts up when he saw your boobs. The dream of his is to bury his face in them. Your chest is his pillow now. If you ever start doubting your chest size then he will remind you why he even loves you. Besides your chest size that been in the 8 inches[which he adores btw],he adores you for your acceptence of him!. He never allows you to doubt yourself ever. His front dissolves whenever you are around him. So he will find every excuse in the book to be close to you. He notices hes far calmer around you. Though he must admit he will always shamelessly stare at your chest. None of the other brothers are even allowed to look at them besides him.

💜Donatello💜

Oh boy, he was in heaven when he had first met you. Your melons were the first thing he noticed besides your adorable personality. He will actually measure them and test how soft they are. You may be a blushing mess in the end, but he simply loves you. He wants to always talk about his projects and you are the only one that listens. He may end up distracted by your chest size at times, but lets put it this way. You are now his allocated pillow and no protests. Whenever you laying down to read a book, hes there in seconds. You are his S/o and only his. You take interests in his hobbies, which leaves him so happy. You tend to contemplate to reduce your huge boobs, but no. He tells you a long list of facts to keep you from doing it. This includes your chest been the perfect softness for resting on. Oh he will show you the love you deserve. In the end you forget your decision to reduce the size. All thanks to Donatello the nerdy genius who is maybe shy, but just that much more loving.

🧡Michelangelo🧡

Ok you better hold on to your socks, because this boy loves all of you including your chest. Whenever hes playing his videogames, he has you sit on his lap so you two can cuddle[and he gets to feel your fluffy soft boobs] and watch movies together. You both take naps together and even bath together. You may feel shy of your chest size, but this Romeo will show you just how worthy you really are. Your chest size a bonus and loving the rest of you. He enjoys the cooking dates and even the dates you two had on rooftops. He could dance like his feet were on fire. He would show off to you every chance he got. Never doubt yiur chest size while hes around or he will show no[loving] mercy!.

He's a real charmer alright.

[The end! Hope you enjoy this!]

@beautifulfunanchor

@turtlelover1999

[missbaphomet]

oh yea those individuals sure suck i wonder what they all have in common:) you can never know if a male is gonna be a creep or a danger like them so that's why we're scared of them all and our fear turns into hate. it's literally not that hard to understand?? yes, women can be dangerous too but no woman has ever been that disgusting to me. no woman has ever catcalled me or whistled at me or creeply followed me or any of my girl friends. no woman i know has ever seriously made "women should go to the kitchen" jokes or inappropriate sexual comments about other women and their bodies or made rape jokes (unlike literally all the men i know btw). my male classmates used to secretly take pictures of female classmates and teaches' asses whenever one of us bent over and posted them on this now deleted instagram account. no woman i know has ever objectified other women like that. anyway i know all the bodies there are from women killed by males because i read news that tell the whole story once they're found + the only men found dead there died because they couldn't swim or fell down. and im from italy btw where we hear about femicides happening everyday fr it's deeply heartbreaking idk how you can just pretend like it's not real. men get killed too, of course, mainly by other men and not for the same reason women are killed. and they kill themselves more often only because they use more effective ways to die than women.

What they have in common is that they were rude to a person on the street, hope this helps.

Maybe don't assume everyone is out to hurt you? The overwhelming majority probably won't realize you exist once you leave their peripheral vision. This is some severe victim complex shit, and you're justifying it with fucking Star Wars of all things. You do realize that the end of that quote states that hate leads to suffering, right? It's a fucking warning. Also, great job lowkey accidentally comparing radical feminism to fascism... but let's be real, radical feminism is fascism lite™

Just because it hasn't happened to you doesn't mean it hasn't happened. My girl friends in high school used to make jokes about that kind of shit, and I'm sure plenty of others have as well. And if (big fuckin if) "literally all the men" you know make jokes that make you uncomfortable maybe you should just. Not know them? I have had a lot of guy friends and I can think of only one of them that was genuinely a dick.

I feel like this is a lie tbh. Seems awful convenient that there's not any evidence, and it's super easy to make false claims. If it happened, damn, that sucks bro, sounds like a couple students were shitty but it's not like anyone can verify.

Also now's probably a good time to mention that "femicide" doesn't mean "woman killed by a man for no reason." It means "a woman was killed because she was a woman." If her sex was not the motive, then it wasn't femicide. Even if 100% of those you mentioned did happen to be killed by men, unless explicitly stated that he killed her for being a woman, we really don't have any way to know. The distinction is important here, because that would be the difference between a hate crime and simple murder. Also that's a pretty bold claim that the men were only drownings and falls, especially when you immediately turn around and state that men get killed too. And once again, men are more likely to be killed than women per the UN's report of .57 per 100k for men v .37 per 100k for women, which works out to 570 v 370. I am genuinely surprised how close it is, but these are overall homicide rates and I can only look at the numbers. I don't live there. @femmebisexuelle maybe you have some insight here?

Suicide ≠ homicide. Congrats on the argument that men are better at killing themselves tho?

[randomshyperson]

Like You Do - Wanda Maximoff - College Au

Summary: "Reader being a popular Masc Female in College, who plays a sport and also has a good amount of followers on IG for Singing and plays the guitar. Wanda happens to transfer into the same college and accidentally bumps into Reader." Anon Request from @mionemymind

Warnings: (+16), kissing, teasing, sexual content, college au, fluff, bit of angst, light smut, brief enemies to lovers, sexual tension.

Y/A: My friend @mionemymind exchange some anon request with me, and this happen. I hope she and everyone else likes it haha. It's been a while since i last wrote high schooll/college aus but i think it's not horrible. Btw, let me know if I should write more of this. Name of the fic is based on "Like You Do" by Joji, that also inspired me to write Wanda x reader relationship in this.

Words: 7.965 (One-Shot)

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Non Reader’s Pov

Wanda wasn't exactly excited about joining New York University, but she had no choice, so she had better find something worthwhile in this place.

She had to apply for a transfer from the Federal University of Sokovia, together with her twin brother, Pietro, because their parents were moving, starting a new life in America. And well, with the current situation in their home country, there was no chance of the twins surviving alone during their university period.

That's how she ended up moving to a new country, a new house, and a new university.

But she was trying to stay positive about everything.

Pietro was in high spirits, and had even made some American friends online, and he assured Wanda that he would introduce her to all those people so that she would not feel out of place.

Wanda only wished that the year would end soon.

After everything was organized, from moving to all the necessary paperwork, Wanda was finally on her way to NYU. Or more precisely, her father was driving her and Pietro to the main building, so that they could check into the dorms properly.

"Wandy, when you're done, come meet the friends that I told you about." Pietro asked his sister as soon as he had left the brunette's last box of belongings on the floor of the girls' dormitory, many minutes after their father had already said their goodbyes and left.

"Sure, Piete. I'll meet you outside." She answered her brother, smiling as he gave her a kiss on the cheek in farewell.

Turning toward her room, she sighed lightly. There was a lot of packing to do, and she hoped her roommate wouldn't mind the amount of rock posters she brought.

She was just finishing up when a girl stumbled into the room, throwing her jacket on the empty bed.

"Hey, newbie, welcome!" She greeted quickly, looking for something on the bookshelves while Wanda recovered from the slight startle at the sudden entrance.

"Hi." Wanda said half-heartedly, looking at the girl curiously.

The girl took a camera that looked very expensive from the topmost shelf and turned to the girl as she hung the object around her neck.

"I'm Darcy Lewis, by the way. Nice to meet you, but I can't talk right now." She warned quickly. "I need to run and take a picture of my project before she disappears again."

"Okay...?" Wanda started but the girl was already leaving the room. She blinked in confusion. Had the girl said "she" when referring to a project?

Overcome by her curiosity, Wanda followed the girl out of the dorm.

Darcy didn't leave through the entrance, but went around the corridors through the back exit, and Wanda eventually reached an area that looked like some kind of outdoor gym shared with the men's dormitory building, which was visible from the opposite side.

Darcy disappeared among the small crowd of students ahead, and Wanda frowned as she walked around them to the side and caught sight of what they were looking at.

It was a girl and a boy, clearly trying to figure out which of the two could hold on to the iron bar the longest.

"Rogers, we know you're going to lose!" The girl warned with a breathless smile, clearly from the physical effort. Wanda noticed how the girls in the crowd were glancing at both the boy's and the girl's defined abs.

"Shut up." Grumbled the boy, but his arms were shaking and it wasn't long before he fell on his feet. But he was laughing lightly as he wiped the sweat off his face, and watched the other girl gracefully release the bar. "Damn, Y/N, thirty minutes. How did you do it?"

"Super Soldier serum." Joked the girl making the boy and the crowd laugh. When the sound of laughter echoed, the girl gave a shy little smile, not seeming to enjoy the attention as much as her friend, who fiddled with his hair and waved slightly to the girls who came over to greet him.

Wanda crossed her arms, her gaze lingering longer than she wanted to admit on the other girl's exposed abdomen before she quickly turned away when the girl looked at her. Wanda turned toward Darcy the next moment.

"Who's that?" she asked her colleague, who was checking the pictures she had taken.

Darcy glanced at Wanda quickly before turning her attention back to the camera.

"Sin in human form." Ironized the girl, making Wanda laugh lightly. The brunette stretched to take a peek at the pictures, the vast majority being just images of the training and the challenge, focusing on the girl instead of the boy.

"She's your project then?"

"Yep." Darcy confirmed, handing the camera over for Wanda to get a better look at the photos. "I don't do sports, or physical activity. It's just not my thing. But gym is mandatory for the first three semesters, so I needed an alternative project." She explains. "The professor asked me to photograph the athletes for the article in the health magazine that's coming out next month."

"Those pictures are really good." Wanda comments as she looks at the camera. Even for athletics photography, they are really very nice.

"Thank you." Darcy speaks, accepting the camera back the next moment and turning off the device. "Come on, I'll show you around."

Wanda resists the urge to take one last look at the two jocks who were now surrounded by girls as she turned to leave. She didn't notice that the girl looked at her.

//-//

Reader’s Pov

You were really late this time.

And it wasn't even your fault that Coach Okoye wanted to review the game strategy in the middle of the hallway before your Literature period. And the woman was only satisfied after you could correctly recite the moves you had rehearsed for the game that night.

Sometimes you hated being captain of the team.

Distracted and more concerned about not being even more late than you already were, you let out a grunt of pain when you bumped into someone as you turned down the hall toward Mr. Fury's classroom.

"Shit, sorry." You asked quickly as you stopped the girl from falling to the ground by holding her by the waist. At least you had quick reflexes. Your thought was interrupted when the girl pushed you away with an angry grimace.

"Don't you watch where you're going, girl?" She retorted angrily, her strong accent surprising you momentarily. You frowned at the hostility, watching her bend down to pick up the books that fell with the bump. But your expression softened the next moment when you recognized her.

You had first seen her a few weeks ago, at one of the resistance challenges that your best friend, and fellow track team member, Steve Rogers, has been doing with you.

The attention you ended up getting from the girls, and even the guys, who came to watch these challenges and all your competitions, was not exactly something you enjoyed, since it seemed like those people were only interested in your physical appearance. Steve didn't mind, but he had been dating Bucky Barnes for two years, so he was immune to the superficial charm that the girls were trying with him.

But you were single. And very available. And unfortunately, every time you gave any of those girls a chance, all they wanted was a one-night stand, and maybe to use you as their hot girlfriend trophy, while all you expected was someone intense and special, like you were.

That girl was new at NYU, you knew all the others in the crowd, or at least you had seen them all before. And this new girl didn't even look at you. And then she left without talking to anyone but your classmate Darcy, who happened to be friends with Carol Danvers' girlfriend's sister, which means that Darcy was a not so close friend.

"Sorry, but I don't think we've met before." You add as you bend down to help the girl with her books. She smiles begrudgingly as she accepts the two volumes of chemistry and biology that you hand her. "I'm..."

"I know who you are." She interrupts you impatiently as you both stand again, and she presses the books against her chest. You raise your eyebrow slightly. "The whole campus knows you."

"Okay... " You mumble half-heartedly. "And what is your name?"

"Why is that relevant?"

You let out a nasal laugh.

"I just asked your name, I don't need a reason." You retort as you put your hands in your pockets.

"If there’s no reason, you don't need to know." She retorts and you find yourself staring. She is beautiful. No, she is stunning. Her green eyes, her brown hair. The appearance is almost intimidating, her style is very similar to the girls at the rock bar you frequent with Carol Danvers, your childhood friend.

"Is basic etiquette a good enough reason?" You ask wryly, finding amusement in the stubbornness of the stranger.

"Depends." She retorts. "Do you have a need to conform to social standards?"

You bite back your smile.

"No, not really." You reply next, and the girl rolls her eyes.

You were about to add that you were just curious, but the girl sighed impatiently and sidestepped you, heading down the hall. Your gaze immediately followed her until she disappeared around the corner, but she didn't look back. You would like to say that you cared about the class, but all you could think about was your encounter with the girl.

//-//

Twenty-eight.

Twenty-nine.

Thirty.

You gasped slightly as the mental count of push-ups came to an end.

Warm-up practice for the game was always the worst.

The bleachers were a complete mess, but you tried to ignore the deep feeling of hope at seeing the stranger in the crowd.

Unfortunately, the coach asked you to replay the strategy with the team again, and you had to pay attention to what she was saying instead of who was arriving at the stadium.

A short time later, you were on the field. And any kind of distraction like a pretty girl was not allowed.

//-//

Non-Readers Pov

Wanda handed the packet of snacks to Natasha Romanoff when she noticed the outstretched hand at her side, and the redhead gave her a grateful smile.

Sports weren't exactly Wanda's thing, but since all the friends Pietro got her were going, she had to keep up. She would rather be in her room, drawing or playing guitar, or even resting after all that studying, but she was here. In the full bleachers of NYU, the cold late afternoon air making her wish she had said no, and chosen her blankets instead.

"Hey, I guess the Maximoffs haven't met the star of the team yet, have they?" Nat commented loudly to the rest of the group. Pietro was sitting with Monica Rambeau in the front seat, and Darcy Lewis in the next seat. In the seat to Wanda's right was Nat, and next to the redhead was her girlfriend, Maria Hill, and with that Wanda was in the last seat on the end. At least she had a quick escape route.

Wanda frowned slightly.

"My project is a wonderful thing, isn't she?" Darcy adds with a smile, her gaze on the field. Pietro turns in his seat to look at his sister and the other two girls.

"Who are you talking about, Tasha?" He asks and Nat gives a little giggle.

"The female version of Troy Bolton, of course!" She replies and the comment makes the twins look at her with confusion while the other girls laugh. "The captain of the team, Y/N/ Y/L/N. She's our friend too if you ask me, but she's been busy because of the matches. We haven't been able to introduce you guys yet."

"Which one is it?" Pietro asked and Nat squirmed in her chair and squinted her eyes slightly toward the field, as if trying to spot the girl. "The one over there who's putting on a push-up show for everyone to see."

Wanda rolled her eyes, grabbing some of the popcorn that Maria offered her while Nat showed Pietro who the girl was.

"Wow, she's hot." The boy then remarked, and Darcy gave a chuckle.

"Back off, Maximoff." Warned the girl. "I saw her first."

Pietro giggled awkwardly, and Wanda made a mental note to tease him later about how he seemed embarrassed by the jealous look Monica threw him when he made the comment.

"Wanda has already met her." Darcy then adds, and Wanda's eyes widen for a moment. Met was a strong word. The group looks at her expectantly, as if expecting her to tell a great story, but Wanda just shrugs, turning her attention back to the popcorn.

"She almost knocked me to the ground, I don't know if I call that getting to know someone." Grumbled the girl, getting confused looks from Nat, Maria and Pietro, but getting a chuckle from Darcy.

"Oh yeah, and Wanda didn't even want to tell the girl her name." Darcy teases with an insinuating smile. "Sounds like a love story if you ask me. The classic enemies to lovers."

Wanda felt her face heat up, and threw some popcorn in her friend's lap while telling her to shut up. Darcy just laughed lightly, turning her attention back to the game that was about to begin.

"If you give it a chance, I'm sure you'll like her, Wanda." Nat then added, causing the brunette to look at her curiously. "Y/N may look like someone else at first glance, but she's a sweetheart really. You'll understand when you see her play."

Wanda raised her eyebrow.

"Play?"

Maria giggles, nudging her girlfriend in the rib to get her to lean against the seat so that Wanda can see her.

"Y/N plays on some weekends at the Avengers bar in Brooklyn." Maria counters. "She's really good, and since Danvers started blogging her performances, she's become pretty popular all over campus. We're all going on Saturday to see her play, and I think you guys should come too, Maximoffs."

Pietro agreed excitedly, commenting about being eager to see new places in New York, but Wanda swallowed dryly. She didn't understand why this information made her heart race. She didn't even know the girl, but the image of her with a guitar and the same smile she gave her in the hallway invaded her head, and she didn't like the butterflies in her stomach.

Disguising it as much as she could, she tried to join in the conversation about the bets for the game when her friends started talking.

//-//

Reader’s Pov

Playing in front of a lot of people always makes you anxious.

But the feeling was good, though.

You smiled at the encouraging looks from Carol in the crowd as you looked at her in farewell before moving to the back of the pub and walking toward the stage.

Gamora, the bartender, greeted you with a kiss on the cheek as you passed her while she was walking through the backdoor to start her shift, and you laughed half-heartedly when she tapped your butt to wish you a good performance.

"You're lucky I'm taken, cutie." She joked making you blush as you walked up the backstairs.

"I'll tell Quill you said that." You retort in the same tone and she laughs before turning toward the bar.

Rushing to grab the guitar you had left stored at the back of the stage earlier, you hang the instrument on your torso, and walk to the stage after being announced by the clerk.

Most of the people who have filled the bar are your classmates, but even the general crowd seems excited to see you again.

You nodded slightly as you sat down on the stool prepared for you, raising your hands to place the microphone in front of you and at the level of your mouth.

"Good evening, Avengers." You repeated the standard greeting for all introductions. "I hope you are all well. Today I'm going to start with something quieter, and then I'll take your requests. I hope you enjoy it."

You smiled at the applause and settled back in your seat before you began. Freaks by Surf Curse had become one of your favorite songs over the past few weeks, and because of its rapid popularization, many of your classmates recognized the melody and the first few verses quickly, letting out exclamations of excitement.

You smiled shyly as you sang, keeping your eyes closed to enjoy the music better.

When you risked looking into the crowd, you almost hit the wrong notes.

The girl from the hall was in the first row, and your gaze met hers immediately. She looked just as beautiful as she did that day, now with a ponytail that left her neck exposed. You shouldn't think about this now because you were playing in front of one hundred people, but you can't help it.

Your gaze stayed on her until the song was over, and you knew your legs were shaking because she looked back the whole time.

On the last note, you gave her a wink and she rolled her eyes, from that distance you couldn't notice the redness in her cheeks.

When the music requests began, you could no longer find her in the crowd because she moved to the bar, and stood with her back to the stage, appearing to chat animatedly with a boy you didn't know.

//-//

Carol met you at the back of the stage just as you finished thanking the applause and left, the next independent band the bar owner called already ready to continue the show.

"Damn, girl, I swear, you get hotter every time you get up on that stage!" Complimented your friend with a light shove on your shoulder, causing you to giggle awkwardly as you put your guitar away.

"Please, if I don't do it, she will." Carol jokes making you roll your eyes in embarrassment. "By the way, Monica is here tonight. She and Nat want you to meet some friends."

"Oh, that's great." You say. "I haven't been hanging out with Tasha in a while."

Carol murmurs in understanding looking around as you exit the back, looking for something. She lets out a contented exclamation and nods toward the bar, and you follow her gaze to notice Nat and Maria Hill with two glasses of drink in hand, toasting quickly before turning, their gaze amused toward Carol.

"You guys got an early start, eh, girls." Carol comments as soon as she catches up with them. The girls smile, and you exchange a wink with Gamora who is pouring the drinks before greeting your friends.

"It's good to see you." You said gently to your friends.

"I say the same dear, it's been a while since we talked." Nat says leaning against the bar. "Darcy didn't come today, but she sent her regards. And I have to introduce you to the Maximoffs, but I gotta find them first." She told you, her gaze wandering around the place.

"Wanda said she had already met you, but you probably haven't talked to Pietro yet." Maria added and you frowned slightly. You don't remember talking to any Wanda Maximoff, and a name like that wouldn't be easily forgotten.

"Ah, here they come, I think Monica was showing them around." Nat announces next and you turn your head in the direction she was pointing.

You really hadn't met the guy, Pietro. He was tall and good-looking, and his hand was entwined in Monica's as they approached. You wish you could have matched their smile, but you were staring like an idiot at the girl who was Wanda Maximoff. The same one who refused to introduce herself and who exchanged glances with you the whole show, and who now seemed embarrassed by your presence.

"It's nice to finally meet you, the girls just kept talking about how cool you are." Pietro mentioned as soon as you greeted each other, and you gave an awkward little laugh.

"I doubt it, but thanks." You replied, making Nat roll her eyes as she confirmed Pietro's words.

You swallowed dryly when Wanda stopped in front of you, her expression was indecipherable to say the least.

"Hello again." You tried to joke but she didn't smile.

"Hi." She murmured and you moved closer to greet her with a kiss on the cheek, but she moved at the same time, and you quickly pulled away when your noses almost touched. Feeling your face heat up, you apologized clumsily, while the girl looked at you with a mixture of curiosity and embarrassment.

"My god, that is Thor and Loki!" Shouted Carol excitedly suddenly, breaking the small moment between you and Wanda. You looked away from the girl in front of you to your friend only to witness her open her arms to embrace the boys who were arriving.

They were NYU classmates, but they were seniors, and almost never available to come to the Avengers bar. They were much more Carol's clique than yours, but you still enjoyed their company.

They greeted everyone quickly, and Carol joined in a conversation with them to update them on the gossip of the second year, and you tried to disguise your nervousness around the Maximoff girl as Nat pushed Wanda and Pietro toward you again.

"So, let me introduce you guys properly." Nat began, sounding tipsy. "Wanda and Pietro are exchange students from Sokovia, and they are absolutely amazing." She counters, making the twins giggle awkwardly.

This is the first time you hear Wanda laugh, and the sound makes your stomach flip. That can't be a good sign. "They're freshmen, so unfortunately we won't be taking the same classes, but the big boy here is going to try out for the track team next year, so you'll get to be jocks together." She comments with amusement, making you smile. You tell Pietro that the idea is great, and that the track team sure needs new athletes, since Barry Allen and Jesse Quick have graduated.

"I was part of the team in Sokovia, but when I transferred, enrollment was already over." He explains. "I can't wait to get back to running."

"I'm not part of the racing team, but we can train together." You say. "The gym is shared among the athletes, and I think you'll like meeting my teammates."

Pietro agrees with a smile, and you turn your gaze to Nat, who seems to have more to say.

"Well, you already know Wanda." She remarks and you smile shyly, risking a glance at the girl next to Nat, but Wanda doesn't hold your gaze. She seems almost impatient for this conversation to come to an end soon. "She's not on any team, but I hear she's joining the art club isn't she, Wands?"

Wanda just nods and Nat giggles, saying that now that you all know each other, you can all be friends. She turns to the bar next, and you want to ask why Wanda seems uneasy, but as she notices your gaze, her expression changes to one of almost challenge.

"I didn't think you were shy." She accuses and you frown slightly.

"I..."

"It' s not really your style." She interrupts and your friend seems too busy with her next drink to care about the conversation, and Pietro seems to have been distracted by whatever Monica whispered in his ear, walking away soon after.

"My style?"

Wanda murmurs softly, putting her hands in her pockets.

"Popular. Good looking. Athlete." She lists with sarcasm. You raise your eyebrow. "Even the guitar thing."

"Did you just say I'm pretty?" You retort with a corner smile and Wanda rolls her eyes.

"Of all things, you only listened to that?"

You laughed softly.

"Well, I think you're very pretty too, Wanda Maximoff." You hit back with a confidence you don't usually have, but something about this girl wakes your courage. You appreciate the way her cheeks blush. "And I think I'm going to believe you meant that my shyness is a good thing."

Wanda looks at you for a few seconds and then there is a small smile at the corner of her lips.

"It depends, really." She hits back by propping her elbow on the wood of the bar. You move closer to mimic the movement as you mutter "of what exactly," ignoring the way your heart speeds up at Wanda's intense gaze on you. "Whether you are shy because your head is empty, or because it is too full."

Her words surprise you slightly. You stare at her in silence for a moment before speaking:

"I think you will have to get to know me better to find out."

Wanda stares back at you with the same intensity, and you think you're imagining it when her gaze strays to your lips, but you don't have time to invest in that possibility, because Carol is back, commenting animatedly on Thor's invitation to spend the summer vacation at a ski lodge as she throws her arms around your shoulders, and you giggle awkwardly, trying to push her away. You don't notice the almost disappointed look Wanda gives you both before turning her face toward Pietro.

By the time you look for her again, she is already talking to her brother again, and you think it best to say goodbye to Nat and take Carol back to her place before she gets drunk enough to have Maria kick your ass for not taking care of her girlfriend as you promised.

//-//

Non Readers Pov

Wanda needs to find a peaceful place to study.

With the end-of-semester exams coming up, the library is too crowded, and the girl’s dorms are always noisy.

She asks Darcy about somewhere more isolated, but it doesn't go as planned, and all she gets is an insinuating look and a giggle from the other girl, saying that "the quiet ones are always the worst" before she hurries off to turn in her overdue papers.

So Wanda is forced to walk around the campus in search of an empty area while carrying her books and laptop to study.

Fifteen minutes later she finds an empty space in one of the outdoor gardens, she enjoys the open air while sitting on the grass.

She was engaged in reading an article about American independence when she heard a noise of people laughing in the distance.

Looking away from the paper, she looked forward quickly, and could notice a group gathering around one of the tables.

In the center of the group, she recognized the person she had been trying to put out of her mind for almost two weeks, ever since she saw you play at the bar.

Honestly, maybe it was Wanda's fault.

She could have ignored her own curiosity, and wrapped up your short performance as yous one interaction, but she looked for more.

The same night of the show, as soon as you left without saying goodbye, which hurt Wanda's ego quickly, the brunette searched for more.

She casually asked Natasha about the videos she had said her friend posted, and wasted no time in looking at her instagram, only to catch a glimpse of you playing and singing almost all of her favorite songs in a way that made her whole body shiver.

But Wanda would not admit this to anyone.

Especially not to you, who as soon as you received the notification of the new follower, you tried to strike up a conversation with Wanda, but the brunette wouldn't budge.

All you two had exchanged were sarcastic and provocative comments, but still, you insisted on wishing "good morning, stalker" every day now, because Wanda had accidentally liked an old photo, and she blushed with embarrassment every time you remembered her.

What intrigued Wanda was your gentle and playful personality, contrary to all the pre-judgments she made. Wanda expected you to be as shallow as your fellow athletes she had met, Tony Stark or Clint Barton for example, but you only proved her otherwise.

Any literary, musical or movie references that Wanda used to tease were either understood, or the you would just send a shy "I don't know this, but I trust your taste. I'll add it to my list, and let you know what I think once I'm done.". Wanda didn't want to admit it, but being proven wrong was delightful.

That's why as soon as she noticed you across campus, she took her attention away from her books to grab her cell phone, and open her instagram chat, not being able to help but smile at the last message where she teased you about a Shakespeare quote only to receive a "stop making me blush during practice, I have a reputation," to send another message.

She quickly typed out a "you really are a cliché of the popular jock, aren't you?" before looking forward, expecting to see the reaction.

She bit her lips as she watched you take your attention away from the conversation to go through your pockets. And she felt her face flush when you smiled immediately, lifting your gaze to look for her. When you saw her, you smiled even wider. And then you were typing.

"And you're the cliché of the cute nerd I suppose." Wanda focused on her cell phone again, thinking that being called cute affected her more than it should have. You typed again.

I've heard that the best couples are like that.

Wanda felt her heart skip a beat. Biting back a smile, she blocked the device, and put it away in her backpack.

She lied to herself that she was going to study, even though her attention was not on her books at all.

//-//

Reader’s Pov

As the week of final exams began, you were a nervous wreck.

And well, the one thing that always made you relax was music.

You knew you needed to review some content, but there was no way you could do it with such a full head.

Your roommate was Maria Rambeau, and she was studying and hated noise, so you just nodded slightly before leaving the dorm with your guitar hanging on your back.

You were looking for a quiet place when your gaze recognized a figure in the distance.

Wanda seemed to get more beautiful every time you looked at her.

It was unfair really.

It's been a few weeks since the show, and well, you like to believe that you had some kind of friendship now.

Since you didn't have classes together, because you were a sophomore and she was a junior, you usually only talked by text message.

Or rather, she would send you teasing and sarcastic comments, and sometimes even flirtations that left you feeling awkward and intrigued. You didn't mind sharing, but Wanda seemed to have a little difficulty opening up to you. It wasn't a problem, you were so interested that it was almost pathetic. You would wait as long as it took for her to allow you to get to know her.

And well, you hoped she would be bothered that you interrupted her study session with your presence, so you just sat down at one of the free tables a few feet away, and took the guitar off your back to tune it before playing.

Letting your hands rest on the guitar, you looked back at Wanda.

She was focused on her book, her frown slightly frowning and her brown hair cascading down the side of her face. She was wearing a wine dress, and the black leather jacket thrown on at her side. Damn, she looked so pretty in any outfit. You loved how her style reflected her personality, although you felt that as aggressive as her leather boots might look, Wanda wasn't like that. She just seemed intense, and you wished you knew her completely.

Leaving your thoughts on the brunette, you began to move your fingers over the strings, your brain deciding on the melody before you even thought of it.

You closed your eyes, murmuring the beginning of Cinnamon Girl by Lana del Rey, letting the music envelop you.

Wanda looked away from the notebook as soon as she heard the sounds of the first notes. She felt her heart race as she found the source.

A shy smile escaped her lips immediately when she noticed you, playing with her eyes closed. She wondered if you had seen her there, but it would be too much of a coincidence if not.

She propped her face in her hand and her elbow on her thigh as she looked up at you. Your husky timbre brought sensations that she knew were dangerous, but she didn't care.

When you sang "Like if you hold me without hurting me, You'll be the first who ever did" she wondered if you meant it. If it was just a random song, or if you were really meaning something. She wanted to know what you were actually telling her.

And so she closed the notebooks, and put them in her purse before getting up.

You kept your eyes closed, even though you could hear noises of footsteps and then sounds of someone sitting down at the table in front of you.

It took another moment before you reached the end, and as you played the last notes, you opened your eyes. Wanda was watching you sing, a shy smile as your gaze met hers. It was a good thing that the song came to an end, you think you would have missed the notes if she had been looking at you like that the whole time.

"Did I disturb you?" you ask as soon as you finish, leaning your arms on the wood of the guitar and your head on your forearm. You didn't know it, but Wanda thought that you were looking really cute.

"Oh, yes, I can't study with noise." She replied in a playful tone, her gaze lingering on yours a moment longer before she looked away.

"Sorry about that." You added shyly. Wanda looked at you curiously as she noticed your tone. "I...I needed a little reassurance. The music, it...helps me calm my thoughts."

Wanda gave you an understanding smile, and you think you should stop staring before she thinks you're weird, so you look away to the table.

"Are you taking requests?" She asked with a mixed tone of mockery and curiosity, and you nodded with a smile. Wanda made a thoughtful expression. "I listen to depressing songs when I'm studying. I think it fits."

You giggled, adjusting your posture to play.

"Okay, Wanda." You sighed lightly before running your fingers over the strings, trying to think of a song. "I'll try something...I...you can go back to studying, I'll get nervous if you stare at me." You state half-heartedly, feeling your cheeks heat up as Wanda gives you a little smile, her gaze lingering on you for a moment before she begins to remove the notebooks and books to place on the table as you drag your fingers across the strings to remember the notes exactly.

You cleared your throat before you started to play Cherry Wine by Hozier, and it seems that Wanda recognized the melody immediately, because she stopped the movement of her pencil and raised her eyes to you. You just gave her a little corner smile before you started to sing.

Humming the most romantic verses makes your stomach turn, but you don't look away when the words "It's a crime, that she's not around most of the time" come out, because you want to tell Wanda that you wish she was around you all the time, and that she would give you a chance to get to know her completely.

The brunette looks away as the song comes to an end, and you think she looks adorable with her flushed cheeks, but you don't have time to say so, because there is someone approaching the next minute, and you are slightly startled.

"Wow, you were amazing. I follow you on instagram, but you are even more gorgeous in real life." The stranger quickly compliments you, and you blinked in confusion as you stared back at the girl. She looked about your age and was holding her cell phone, and she started saying something about her friends visiting the university this week, and inviting you to a party and then there's a small group of people approaching the table and you have a hard time keeping up with it all.

You try to handle the pictures they ask for, and politely decline the invitations, feeling slightly overwhelmed.

Everything seems to get worse when you look away only to notice Wanda gathering her belongings quickly, and leaving the table without looking back.

You frown, but she doesn't turn around when you call her name.

"Sorry, excuse me." You say quickly as you push the strangers' touch away, gesturing quickly to cross the small crowd and run after Wanda.

Unfortunately you can't find her anywhere, and you feel very unhappy at the interruption.

//-//

Shared Pov.

Wanda knew she was being childish.

Ignoring your messages, and all your attempts to make her talk or laugh.

Even avoiding Natasha, Maria and even Pietro's invitations to outings she knew you would be on.

She wasn't going to admit that it was because she was jealous.

Because the idea was absurd. You didn't even know each other properly. She couldn't be jealous of what wasn't hers.

And clearly, you were not. All those girls, and all those compliments, all the touching.

Wanda felt her skin boil with anger. It wasn't the first time she was thinking about the last occasion when you were together, and you were singing to her, before you were interrupted.

Who did that stranger think she was? Wanda was ready to talk to you. To share, or even just enjoy your company. And then there were people stealing all your attention.

With a frown on her face, she sat in the cafeteria, a book in her left hand and an iced tea in the other.

The week of exams came to an end, and she was spending the last Saturday on campus before returning home, as summer vacation was to begin next week.

Wanda knew that the building was empty this way because the final game of the basketball championship was about to take place, and well, all her friends insisted that she go, but she didn't accept.

And now she was here, alone in the dorm cafeteria, trying to convince herself that she wasn't thinking about you. Not at all.

She must have read for about fifteen minutes before she was disturbed.

"You're hard to find."

Wanda almost fell off her chair when your voice broke into her ears. You had a shy smile on your face, and your hands were in your pants pockets. She did her best to keep her composure, not even closing her book, as if your presence didn't affect her at all.

"Weren't you supposed to be playing right now?" She asked without looking at you.

You shifted the weight of your feet, trying not to mind the indifference so much.

"I'm not on the basketball team." You reply. "You know that."

"It all seems like the same thing."

"It's literally a different sport." You retort and Wanda sighs impatiently, looking away from the book to you.

"Do you need anything?" She asks irritatedly and you frown at the hostility. Wanda was so hard to decipher.

"I'm just trying to talk to you." You clarify, trying to keep your tone calm.

"If I wanted to talk I would have replied to your messages."

Wanda regrets her own words as soon as she utters them, but her expression doesn't waver. You frown, and then sigh, shrugging.

"I thought we were getting along, Wanda." You begin with almost disappointment, which startles Wanda. "I'm sorry for taking things the wrong way."

You say before turning away, deciding to go back to your dorm.

Wanda doesn't go after you.

Not for the first twenty minutes at least.

Because she thinks she could go back to reading, but all she can think about is your sorry expression when you left, and the guilt swirling inside.

All you've been doing is being friendly and kind, and so much funny. And the only reason she reacts like this is because she can't admit that she loved the feeling of you trying to win her over, to be the focus of your complete attention.

Closing the book tightly, she stands up.

//-//

You are feeling frustrated. So that means you need to get that energy out, and music wasn't working for you, so your alternative was to work out.

As soon as you got to your room, you removed your sweatshirt with one motion, leaving only your sports top, and took off your shoes, moving to hang on the iron bar at the entrance to the bathroom.

Your roommate, Maria, was on a date with Carol, which was a good thing, since you felt awkward working out in front of her because she always hissed and complimented you because she knew you were blushing with embarrassment, and all you wanted to do was work out in silence.

You stood with your back to the door, and didn't notice when Wanda found your dorm room and made mention of knocking on the door, but widened her eyes slightly when she caught sight of your flexed back.

Wanda felt a sharp twinge in her belly, and her cheeks heat up. She had a planned short apology speech set up in the hallway, but any coherent thought disappeared and was replaced only by the image of your muscles flexing.

Wanda. Keep it together. She mentally repeated it about three times before clearing her throat, and the noise startled you slightly and you stepped off the bar to look at the door.

"Oh, hey." You greeted in surprise at the brunette's presence, running your hand through your hair and down your face, wiping away the excess sweat.

Wanda was having a hard time keeping her gaze on your face and not on your exposed skin.

"I came to apologize." She declares, crossing her arms across her chest and clutching the book she read earlier tightly.

"Okay." You murmur still surprised, putting your hands in your pockets. Your relaxed posture makes Wanda surrender to the temptation to look at your abdomen, and the sigh she lets out as she bites her lips makes you blush intensely. "Wanda?"

"Apologies can wait."

That's the only thing she declares before throwing the book on the floor and breaking the distance between you with large steps.

You were going to ask what was going on, but Wanda kissed you and all you can do is melt against her touch.

She brought her hands to your face as soon as your lips met, and you gasped in surprise and something else as well.

Her lips were soft, and they were a perfect fit. You slipped your tongue to her lower lip, asking for passage, and Wanda's fingers trailed down your shoulders, squeezing the flesh as her tongue touched yours, drawing wet sighs from both of you.

Her hands trailed down your neck, one in your hair, deepening the kiss even more. Wanda stumbled forward slightly with the intensity, and the feeling of your bodies so close made you gasp against her lips.

When your hips slammed together, it was her turn to let out a shaky moan. The sound made your whole body shiver.

But you wanted something more with Wanda. More than just sex. She needed to know that.

Using all the control you were almost losing as you felt her tongue moving around your mouth, you began to slow the intensity of the kiss, until your mouths parted and you breathed out of rhythm against each other's lips, your foreheads touching.

"Wanda..." You started with a hoarse voice and your eyes still closed. It's hard to remember why you had stopped in the first place.

"I am sorry." She interrupts in the same tone, her strong accent making your legs tremble.

You take a deep breath and move further away, thinking the distance will help you clear your thoughts. The view of Wanda's swollen lips and dilated pupils is maddening to say the least.

"I..." You cleared your throat, trembling slightly. "I like you. It can't just be sex."

Wanda was surprised by your statement. But it was in a good way. She gave you a shy smile, her cheeks reddening as she looked away.

"It's okay." She says. "I...I'd like to have more too."

You let out a sigh of relief, and Wanda runs a hand through your hair, trying to calm her nerves a little. Seeing this, you quickly add.

"B-but we can kiss for now." You say and she looks at you with raised eyebrows "Until I take you out, I say." Your clarification makes Wanda let out a short laugh, and then she bites her lips, looking at you with intensity.

"Tomorrow, seven-thirty in the dorm hallway." She speaks as she breaks the distance between you slowly, like a predator approaching its prey. "Take me somewhere special."

"Yes, ma'am." You agree with a breathless sigh, and Wanda has a mischievous smile on her lips as she lifts her face to the height of your ear. When her tongue teases your earlobe, you shiver and your breath hitches.

"Good girl." She whispers against your ear, her sweet voice in contrast to her strong accent are the perfect combination to turn you into a complete mess. Wanda seems to be delighted in how affected you are, since when she places a kiss on your jaw and moves her lips down to your neck, you can feel her smile.

You close your eyes tightly, lifting your hands to her waist, needing some support as she licks and kisses your skin.

"Wanda" The name escapes as a shaky whisper, you feel warm all over, and she has barely touched you. Her smile against your skin widens before she pulls away, her hands coming up to your face as she looks at you with an innocent expression.

"What is it, baby?" she asks in a low tone, and you feel your heart soar at the nickname.

"Kiss me." You ask breathlessly, and Wanda looks at your lips before looking into your eyes again, the dark glow of her irises hypnotizing you.

"Where?" She asks as she brings her face closer, her fingers caressing your cheeks gently and she nuzzles your noses together. "Here?" she asks before stretching her tongue out to your lips, licking them quickly before pulling away, and making you whimper softly as you pursue her mouth, but she doesn't kiss you.

"Stop teasing me." You ask breathlessly, pressing your fingers into the fabric of her dress at her waist, but Wanda just bites her lower lip, a wicked smile as she quickly denies it with her head. "You're not gonna kiss me, then?"

She laughs softly, and moves closer to quickly smooch you on the lips. You want more, but she moves her face away, making you groan.

"Oh, baby..." She starts with a low tone. "Kissing isn't going to be the only thing I will do with you." She assures before bringing your mouths together again, and you melt at the sensation, wishing she would keep her promise.

//-//-//-//-//-//

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Normal pt 3

Kiyoomi Sakusa x FEM!Reader

Genre: angst to fluff,

Synopsis: (oop- haven't done this before for this series :p) Life has a strange way of being people together and apart. For you and Sakusa it's a rollercoaster of leaving each other and coming back together. Can the two of you mend your broken friendship and go back to normal... Whatever normal is.

Warnings: PANICK ATTACK!!

(a/n): hehehe let's get this shit show rolling! I'm breaking hearts today as well as my own. I should start saying whether or not the reader has a gender. Btw do you guys like the new divider?

You take a shaky breath as you open the main door of the school. Introductions for the light music club just got over with as well as the try outs for the male and female volleyball team. Your mind is fuzzy as you look back on the days past events. Your breaths are shorter as you walk. Though it shouldn't take much energy just moving your arm makes your breath lobbered.

Please not now! I just want to get home and forget about today...

"(Y/n)? Are you ok?" That voice makes you shake more than you were before.

"S-s-Sakusa... H-Hey! Uh What do you mean? I'm pref- perfect right-t-t now!" Where even are you? You had only made it to the gate...

It felt farther than that... It felt like you were already at the mini Mart two block down.

"I need you to look at me. And take deep breaths..." You could hear how concerned he was. Why was he concerned for you... It's your fault he had pause his busy life for you... Your fault for throughing him off his game... It's your fault...

My fault...

My fault...

"My... Fault... I... Can't." The breaths you take are harsher and quicker.

"Your fault for what?"

"...You..." The rest you mumbled.

Everything was turned upside down for Sakusa. He couldn't figure out for the life of him what was happening. With you or with himself... Why does he feel his whole body shatter with each breath you take?

"(Y/n)... Follow my breaths... Please... I need you to focus on my breathing ok?" Has he always been this gentle with you? The way his calloused hands lightly touch your chin to make you watch him...

He was wasn't he... The way he would hold you in his arms when you would get bad news. When you were frozen in fear and he would take your head and put it in his chest. That same heart beat that would let you know he was alive.. made you want to live.

You didn't even notice your descend from that panicked mindset. All you could focus on was the sound of his heart beating, the sound of the slow breathing. The somewhat lemongrass and Lavender smell of his body was, and that slight hint of musk from sweating in volleyball practice, filled your nose as well. You forgot time in that moment. It felt like hours you were in that position.

"I'm sorry... Sakusa..." He would have missed that if he wasn't being attentive to you and you alone. He couldn't care about the cars flying past blasting music, or the other students leaving their clubs whispering to each other. You were the only thing that mattered after so long of neglecting you.

"why are you sorry? You did nothing to-" He gets interrupted by you pushing him away...

"I don't think... We should be friends again... I don't want to be the reason you can't play volleyball... I don't want to cause you pain... I'm sorry." You bite your lip your hair casting a shadow over your eyes. He can barely see the tears forming in your eyes again only the hot tears rolling down your cheeks.

"I... I don't understand... Wh... What changed? What happened?" He reaches out... For something... He doesn't know what he's reaching out for. Anything really, just anything to tell him this is just some sick cruel joke. Maybe you'll say sike in the next 5 seconds or something.

"Wait... You be the reason I can't play volleyball... Are you hearing yourself?!" He steps forward. As he does you take a step back...

It feels all to familiar for you. It's the same way things took place before... he hit you... Him inching forward while you inched back. And here is the part where you run.

"(Y/N)?! WAIT LOOK OUT! THAT'S THE-!"

Screechhhhh. Thud.

"road..."

No... No.. no. Please God no... Not now... Not when I finally get good new... Please I can't lose you again....

"(Y/N)!!!!" Before he could even think Sakusa raced to your side. Kneeling, praying... To whatever God that would listen.

The sound of rushed voices and hurried foot steps filled the was quiet corridor. Nurses and doctors rushed around your lifeless form. The breaths you take are shallow and forced through a mask that's connected to an oxygen line.

"Sir! You need to stay here. Until her conditions are stable and she is in a room we can't allow you to go back there!" One of the nurses takes a firm grasp onto Sakusa's arm. Puffy red onyx eyes stare at your bed disappears behind a bunch of corridors.

Seconds that feels like minutes, minutes that feels like hours go by.

"MY DAUGHTER! WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER!" One person that Sakusa has been dreading to see is her. Your mother... He knows it was his fault, he doesn't need to hear it from someone other than himself.

"Sweetheart you need to calm down... Screaming isn't gonna make things better..." The bickering and yelling continues.

"M-Ms. (L/n)..." Her head snapped towards the boy walking closer to the pair.

"Ki... Kiyoomi! Why are you...? What happened to my daughter! What did you do!" Those sharp eyes watching his every moves... Watching his mouth open and close like a fish out of water.

"She had a panic attack outside of school... And I was only trying to get her to calm down... Then she started backing away... And... We made up before hand... I'm s-so so so sorry." Like a tower he crumbled. He fell to the ground shaking and sobbing.

"Kiyoomi calm down... Look I'm sorry I yelled it's just- i don't know I was out of line..." The (s/c) woman ok kneeled down and took Sakusa into her arms rubbing his back.

"Son... Can you tell us what happened...." The burly man, whom brings the two up from the ground and into the near by chairs, spoke. This whole situation was something difficult to understand for the party.

All Sakusa wanted to do is curl up and cry his eyes out. "I- I don't even know... Everything happened so f-fast..." As he goes on to tell them what happened the more and more anxious he got.

God what if they hate me... I need to tell them though... They are going to hate me even more now... I'm never gonna get my best friend back am I? GOD! WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS TO HER!

The more and more his inner monologue went on the tighter his fist became, The quieter his voice became as he ended the story with a hush i'm sorry.

As your parents go to speak a doctor comes from the same corridor you came down.

"Is anyone here for (Y/n) (L/n)?" She looked around the lobby.

[hanafubukki]

Hey. I just want to hear some opinion. And i am sorry if i offend anyone with this ask since this is probably can be sensitive. I do not mean harm or wanting to offend anyone. This is pure curiosity from me. Probably i need to give a trigger warning for those who have dysphoria (sorry i don't know how to spell it). Warning : I want to discuss about female bodied human who claimed to be female. (Sorry if i seem overreacting, but i have some bad experience because i do not give these warning and being called some unflattering words)

What i want to say is... Is it just me who got weirded out by female!Yuu or any female yuusona or any female bodied Yuu/OC who is readily tell the twst cast that she is a female, i am talking about the yuu who is a minor aka student, first year Yuu.

This is not me hating those female Yuu btw. I am just genuinely confused.

I mean it's an only female in all-boys school. Doesn't that should already ring some danger alert? Shouldn't she feel a little unsafe? I mean you wake up in a different world, with no memory or you do, probably your clothes got magically changed to some weird cult-like uniform (you probably don't know that is magic), you don't have money, don't know anyone. You are basically an orphan, homeless, moneyless minor with no knowledge of the new world you are in.

And NRC is a prestigious magic school, an ALL-BOYS MAGICAL prestigious school. If a girl who is MAGICLESS studied there with 'special' circumtances wouldn't there be some scandals involved. I bet the reporters would have a field day. It just doesn't make any sense. It already defy 2 things that the school is known for. I doubt Crowley would say it openly or even accept it easily.

Okay, you can argue with 'the casts are not criminals' and i use this word here lightly. Buuuuuttt... Let's not forget that Leona, Vil, and Jamil almost kill people. Leona almost 'sand-ing' Ruggie, Vil almost poisoning Neige, and Jamil who dokan people into the night of dessert which cold can kill people. Yes, we can argue about how they are not bad people. But if you ask me, this can be classified as attempted murder right?

If murder can almost happen in that school and physical bullying can also happen, what other bad things that can happen? Also for the magicless female yuu, how in the world are you so fearless????

I am genuinely confused in how those magicless female yuu is so fearless?? How can you defense yourself against the talented magical students with 'gray' moral? You can say using fists or things like that, but how far can a mere physical defense and offense fight back against magic and poison?

Thank you for reading this essay and question. I hope you can give me some insight for this little problem. I hope this doesn't offend anyone. If it is, i apologize.

If you don't want to answer, please direct me to a blog that can answer this kind of thing. I don't intend this to be hate message btw.

Hello Anonie 🌸☺️,

As per your question, well, I'll try my best to explain to the best of my abilities. But many people have many differing opinions and views, so I hope you will keep that in mind. Also, I'm not always the best at explaining, but I'll try.

(under the cut for response)

(Before I start, I want to say I hope I don't offend anyone. If I say anything wrong or wording it wrong, please kindly point it out and I'll correct my mistake. I am a human being as well and I can make mistakes, but I am also always willing to learn. ☺️☺️☺️💕💕💕💕)

So I have a couple points I can make and different ways I can handle your question, so I'll try my best. 

Point 1: MC/Yuu

First, I will start off with your main point about MC/Yuu. You’re main issues is that MC is portrayed as a female to many people and how that can be a problem, especially in an all boys school. 

Now, here is the part that I think you focus too much on. 

The fact that MC is a female to alot of people eyes and the problem that it could bring.

I think wether the MC is female or male or feminine or masculine, there will be issues. 

Now I get the point that you are making, don’t get me wrong.

but you have to remember that MC/Yuu is from another world and not only that, but they are magicless, so in reality, it doesn't matter if they are female or not.

They will be in danger. They will be in trouble, not because of their gender but because of their setting and background that was set up for it. We play a character that not only is trying to survive in this world but are making friends and the narrative is focusing on the fact that we, as a magicless person, are trying to survive. That is literally part of the story, never mind the fact that it could be hinted that MC might have powers, or the fact that despite it, they are trying their best to survive. they are trying to make the most of living in this world and getting through day by day, one day at a time. 

And, as a human being, that's what we all try to do, right? 

We try our best to get through each day as it comes no matter the circumstance.

You bring up the fact about scandals and such, but remember NRC is a prestigious school. The headmaster can stop rumors like that from happening, I mean look at chapter 6.

also, to a point, MC is under the protection of the headmaster and the staff. No one, at least in my opinion, is going to cause trouble by breaking that protection.

you bring up instances about what MC went through, as part of the story so it doesn't matter if MC was a female or not, they would have gone through it either way. they would have always been in this danger. 

But you have to remember that despite the danger, MC survived it all

not only because it is part of the narrative 

but I personally think it cool, why? because here you have a magicless person survivng through all these struggles that even people with magic have and they are not only getting through them, but they are winning.

It shows you how far determination can get you. It shows you human strength.

not to say that it doesn't affect MC, You can see how tired they have become throughout the chapters. You can see from their responses to the slight sarcasm they have. they are tired but they keep going 

and we keep wanting to overthrow Crowley.

and I guess, I can see the implication you are implying with being in a boys school and dealing with magic and bullying but that applies to all MCs and there are fanfics that explores that tough side of it and even darker tropes.

but I think that at the end of the day, don’t think too hard on it. just enjoy the game for what it is. a fun adventure game with an interesting plot. 

because worrying about those aspects will just give you unnecessary stress and worries.

at the end of the day, that is what it is, just a game. and we can forgive a view points when it comes to story telling and plot holes. as we can do with any book or tv series or anything else. and anything we question, well that's what fan theories and fan fiction and analysis posts are for.

just have fun. ☺️☺️💕💕

Point 2: Self-Inserts 

You had brought up self-inserts and I just want to point out that everyone’s self-insert is different.

while the game might be the basis for the backgrounds for some

it is not the basis or backgrounds for all of them

everyone had different backgrounds or traits or capabilities when it comes to self inserts.

for example: I have seen those who have inserts that do not have powers in the beginning but require them later on or some that do have powers but the magic mirror just doesn't recognize it or some that just hide their powers.

same can be said with any other abilities they might have or might be hiding.

in the end, self inserts are made to give people a sense of belonging and a sense of immersion to the world they are a fan of.

its to bring a sense of comfort and warmth and to get away from real life just for a moment.

it is different for everyone, how their self inserts will react and how they would go about every situation that they come across. 

not all of them are helpless and even those that seem helpless can surprise you.

or maybe your favorite character will save the day.

at the end of it all, it for fun and its for comfort.

and I think that's what we need to remember.

for example: in certain instances I or the mc would have reacted differently, chapter 3 when everyone cheated??? I would have let them suffer a bit more. cheaters dont prosper and they deserve the punishment. Chapter 1 with riddle? after the overblot I would have helped him bake the tart because I would want to help him. Tsuntaoro never being invited??? guess what?? we are not starting this meeting until we drag his butt here. Bird brain for dinner after five chapter of overblot and he better be paying me for all this BS I am going through and fixing my dorm. or you know, social media is my friend and I'm sure I can make NRC look horrible for treating a student this way...

so there's many ways it can go, and I dont think you should focus on that one aspect of it anonie. 

Let’s have fun 🌸🌸

I hope that answered your question anonie, I tried my best to word it the way I see it.  if anyone wants to add in, please go ahead, and as stated before, if I said anything wrong or worded it weirdly, please let me know. I am always willing to learn ☺️☺️😊😊😊

[roll-da-credits]

Hello! Could I request a scenario for MHA where the reader, a dedicated and studious 1A student, goes to Hizashi and Aizawa after class one day and kind of like breaks down in front of them? Like they've noticed she (or gn if that's the way you write!) has barely been eating and losing weight, and she (/they) break down to them about having an eating disorder and they comfort her? Sorry if this a tad bit specific, and thank you! Have a lovely day :)

1A Student breaking down because of her eating disorder Characters: Aizawa and Hizashi (together)

!TW! : mentions of an eating disorder and (not a TW but yeah lmao) female reader Hi there! Thank you for the request, also it's not too specific! I really like writing it, I've had body issues and eating issues as well (although idk if it was a disorder so I'm not comparing myself) Btw I hope you don't mind me changing the req a bit (FYI I'm trying a new layout)

It all started when you realized you didn't have as much time as you wished you did. With your growing workload, and your desire to always be at top of the class, time to both study and train were getting scarce. Everything took way too long, sleeping, eating, hanging out, it all took too long, you needed to finish your work.

One day, you convinced yourself that it wouldn't hurt to just skip dinner once, you rationalized with yourself, after all, it was just one dinner, no harm done. One dinner became two dinners, two dinners became almost every dinner, then it turned to you only eating crackers for breakfast.

Deku grew slightly worried. His always observant self realized you were getting tired easier in training, that and the weight loss, he was concerned.

He then met up with Aizawa after class, bringing up his concern. To which Aizawa responded with understanding. Though he admitted to realizing your change earlier on, he thought it would go away on its own. Since he knew there was a lot of homework at this time.

But, he found himself to be quite wrong.

"I know I've been lacking in the training drills, but I promise I'm trying to get better!" you tried explaining yourself to the teacher.

Aizawa in a million years couldn't have guessed this was the outcome of a simple question. All he did was asked if you were okay, a question Hizashi told him to ask after he had told Hizashi what Deku told him.

"I've been feeling like absolute shit! It's like I don't have time to do anything, so I've been trying to not waste time by eating so I ca-"

"What?" Hizashi's voice from the door made you and Aizawa look in his direction.

Hizashi's eyes were blown open and eyebrows furrowed. His usual smile was nowhere to be found.

"Y/n you haven't been eating?" he walked over towards you and Aizawa.

You stayed quiet and hung your head in shame. You knew it was a bad thing to do, but you just couldn't help it. The hunger only stayed for a while, you got used to it eventually.

"I'm sorry." You sobbed out, feeling embarrassed about it.

"You don't need to feel ashamed because of it," this time Aizawa spoke out.

He knelt down in front of you just so you could look at him in his eyes. For once he didn't actually look bored or tired. He looked focus.

"When did it start?" he spoke softly.

You let another sob out before answering him quietly. Hizashi also leaned it to listen.

"A few weeks ago."

Both Hizashi and Aizawa stayed silent, to be completely honest, they didn't know what to say. They never had to deal with something of this kind. A part of them realized they weren't qualified to give you advice, but right now they were all you had.

"Ok kid, listen," Hizashi started, "You're an amazing student, you excel higher than everyone else. You somehow beat Momo's scores and even Aoyama can't insult you."

Hizahi placed his hand on your shoulder, trying his best to reassure you.

"What he's trying to say is, we know you're trying to excel, but you're also trying to become the best hero you can be. That means, your health is much more important than your scores."

You nodded, trying your best to be understanding of their point of view. You saw Aizawa furrow his brows even more. He looked extremely worried.

"Kid you're the smartest of smart! You're going to be the most amazing hero in the world!!! Maybe even better than All Might!" Hizashi's voice boomed out loud.

You looked up at him and giggled softly as Aizawa glared at him, who then gulped nervously. Aizawa's eyes softened before looking back at you, he was sort of glad Hizashi's antics got you to smile at least.

"I'm just saying, you're already an amazing student, a role model, and you've got a lot of heroes wanting you to intern with them. You're going to do great, so you have to take care of your body." Hizashi patted your shoulder and smiled brightly at you.

"He's an idiot, but he's right. You can always ask us for help, or your classmates," Aizawa explained even further.

You sniffled, wiping the tears and snot from your face, and finally smiled. You looked up at the both of them and nodded, much more enthusiastically this time.

"You have a bright future, don't get caught up in the little things, enjoy them." Aizawa gave you his final advice before standing up.

You thanked them both and begun to leave the classroom, that was before Hizashi yelled your name.

"Also! Don't forget to be proud and realize your achievements!!!"

~end~ (for anyone struggling with an eating disorder or the like, I hope you can get the help you need, or at the very least educate yourself on the matter. Reaching out to friends and or family may be hard, but it's the first step to get help. If you can't, please, hang in there, I can't give you advice, nor can I say it will get better tomorrow or next week, or next year. But please, you're never alone, there's always someone out there who shares your difficulties, and there's a lot of people out there that overcame them. If they could, then you could do it too! You're stronger than you think!)

[skipps-writes-for-gojo-satoru]

I'm not sure Gojo has ever even shown an interest to any girls.

He calls Utahime weak and teases her by making fun of her, essentially- which she hates. Mei Mei is incredibly strong and beautiful, and Gojo acknowledges her skill but that's it. I also noticed that in the anime (the manga doesn't have honorifics, so please correct me if I'm wrong) but he calls her Mei-san rather than Mei Mei. Therefore, I don't think he ever tried to get much closer to her than the interactions we've seen. When she asks him if he'd comfort her if she cried, he tells her that's she strong- she wouldn't cry. I thought it was interesting that while Mei Mei's question was slightly flirty, Gojo answered so simply, without any teasing.

He calls Shoko by her first name, which is understandable since they spend more time together being in the same grade. He realizes that her ability is rare and useful, but like with Utahime and Mei Mei he doesn't go any further than that. He mostly speaks to her about work related things and doesn't flirt or tease much at all.

Honestly, I think Gojo actually respects his female colleagues and mostly pokes fun at Utahime because she's so uptight and strict. Shoko and Mei Mei are more relaxed and self-assured, and Gojo recognizes their skills and compliments them for it rather than teasing them. I doubt Gojo really thinks Utahime is truly weak more than he just loves riling her up. Other than that, Gojo's pretty respectful.

Also, in the Hidden Inventory arc, Gojo was bombarded with screaming from all the girls excited to see him. Other than pulling his shades down so they could see his face- after they asked him to, btw- he didn't really do much else. He didn't even react much to the teacher giving him her phone number. His only comment was "what a fun school," and it's interesting to see that while lots of girls do appreciate his looks, he acts only mildly amused.

Other than that one model as his wallpaper, we don't really see Gojo flirt or show interest with anyone. He only really teases Utahime to piss her off- I suspect he hates how much she follows the rules like Nanami does, who he teases often as well. He likely just enjoys annoying people so stern because rules just don't sit well with him (especially because of what those "rules" had done to Geto).

It's just a possibility, but he could be one of those guys who's more interested in work than pleasure- I know, he's handsome, but not all handsome people are players and cheaters. I think that's a horrible stigma and a lot of attractive people irl are judged and criticized solely for their looks. People make too many assumptions on someone just based on their genes, and I think it's pretty shallow to think Gojo's a womanizer just because he's attractive. And he knows he's attractive- but when did being confident in yourself make you a philanderer? Gojo has never used his looks manipulatively at all.

It's definitely a possibility that he would be a womanizer, but I'd say it's unlikely based in what we've seen. To sum it all up, Gojo doesn't show interest in anyone. He teases Utahime often, likely for the same reason be teases Nanami- they're too uptight. Shoko and Mei Mei are both incredibly skilled and beautiful sorcerers, and he does acknowledge and compliment them for it, but he doesn't tease or flirt with them. He's respectful, and he works with them as his colleagues. He didn't get distracted by the teen girls fawning over him either, or suddenly get overtly cocky or show off, only sliding his glasses down so they could see his face, and even then he acted only mildly amused. Also, when Miwa asked him for a picture, he didn't even stay and chat with her or anything (I know she's a minor, but if he truly was a womanizer, he would have at least stayed to hear her compliment him or anything to feed his ego) Maybe ask her "Oh, you want a picture with me? The strongest? How cute~" A flirty comment, a joke, something to fuel his own ego, but he doesn't do that. He doesn't act in a way that conveys he openly pursues attention from women. He just takes the picture with her and walks off casually.

Therefore, other than the fact that he's handsome- and I know many people who would assume things about someone based on their attractiveness, which is a terrible stereotype- Gojo doesn't show much interest in flirting at all. He could be the type of guy who works more than plays- and there's plenty of guys who are handsome but aren't super interested in playing around. Being handsome doesn't automatically mean he's the type to sneak around and have affairs here and there. It's completely realistic for a handsome man to be uninterested in any kind of relationships- not all men are sex crazed, and being a tease to his friends doesn't make Gojo a flirt either. Teasing your friends is perfectly normal.

Therefore, Gojo being a 28 year old virgin is totally possible- not everyone's a sex crazed teen who only thinks about what's between their legs, and basing it on what normal Japanese teens do is unfair. Neither Gojo or his lifestyle is exactly normal, and there's definitely barriers when it comes to experiencing normal youth activities for Gojo's generation- especially Gojo's generation. Yuji's generation definitely has more freedom to do fun things because of what Gojo has done to give the youth more freedom- things he hasn't been able to experience himself in his youth, like playing baseball during the exchange event. That was the first time they ever did something different to tradition, and that was only because of Gojo's consideration.

Gojo's youth was filled with blood, exorcising, and choosing between life and death. The deaths Yuji and co. witnessed were what Gojo experienced as well, if not worse. Gojo's task in his youth was to protect the weak, and he found that burdensome. At least, until Geto betrayed them, and Gojo realized the new burden he had to bear in changing the Jujutsu world because of what it had done to his only best friend.

There are definitely more important things in Gojo's mind than just losing his virginity, like saving people and choosing who to save, whether he should kill or not kill.

Gojo is the strongest, but he also bears the biggest burden- and that burden is something he chose to bear, and being the strongest is something he chose to be. Because before Geto left, it was "We are the Strongest." Now, Gojo worked tirelessly so that he could say "I am the Strongest."

And that's not something you can do while sleeping around. I think a lot of people fail to recognize just how hard Gojo works for himself and others. They just think, oh he's the strongest, so it should be easy for him. But it's really, really not that simple, is it? Especially when you have to do it on your own, and even then Gojo realizes that his strength alone isn't enough to save people. He can't save everyone by himself- It's not enough for just him to be the Strongest, so he works diligently to build and inspire his students to stand with him.

He's actually a very deep and emotional man who cares about his students and especially, even now, his best friend. Everything he does is for their sake- he sacrifices the normal life he could have lived, like Nanami had done, for their sake. And he fights with the higher ups, takes the brunt of their ire, and laughs it off, acting as if he fine, like a dad pretending he's superman for his kid's sake. But Gojo is burdened, and he's tired, and he hardly sleeps, and he has the most missions- he's the Strongest, which means everyone needs him, and he bears it.

Sorry for ranting again tho. I think I went into two different topics lol oops- 🤔

OUR SAVIOR 🤔 EDUCATING PEOPLE pay attention ya'll another thing I've noticed in the latest episode is that in his phone contacts he actually writes Utahime's name properly like formally no emojis or teasing shit he actually sees them as his colleagues people he can rely on his field of work and yes about the whole thing when he bursted into riko's class man was absolutely clueless just silent as a teacher tries to give him his number. I'm pretty sure as a child Gojo wasn't allowed to attend public schools due him being in danger or putting others in danger so he doesn't know much about public schools or normal people in general since he spends all his time with people from the jujutsu society.

That is definitely true just because someone is good looking that doesnt mean he's some cheap womanizer. I see a lot of people shipping him and Utahime together which is understandable ship who you like but I don't think Gojo as any ulterior motives like wooing Utahime by teasing her he just is plainly teasing ya know like friends do but in this case Utahime hates his guts and he doesnt know. I mean it takes some amount of hate to try to throw hot tea at someone 😂

While certainly I agree Gojo's teen like wasn't the best it was like he literally had a full time job at that age but who's to stay he didn't go messing around one time? I'm sure during his teen days he wanted to experience things he didnt get to to but now could because he lives on his own now. But maybe he didnt at all who knows? Which also raises another question, I wonder if he has any romantic experiences? And this was all before what happened in the hidden inventory arc after that I can see him more becoming invested in his duty and with what happened with geto as well would of definitely had a huge impact on him to try harder even though hes the strongest so that the next generation wouldn't have to experience the things he went through.

It's really sad if you really think about it what hes been through and what he has to shoulder all while keeping the facade that he's okay, I bet there were times he cursed his powers and his life....but he bears with it anyways because everyone is counting on him....

And don't be sorry at all! I am actually really learning alot about Gojo from you. Please continue to tell us your thoughts and feelings. I don't mind at all ❤ and thank you for taking the time to write 💕

[dreaming-of-assclass]

Omg Reaper 2.0's misogyny? I'm intrigued LOL especially since I don't remember a lot of details about him. So if you'd be willing to spill the tea... 👀

Ok everyone buckle up, it’s tea spilling time 😌🍵

Meta: 2.0’s Misogyny and Views on Gender Roles/Sociology

⚠️ TW: child abuse, domestic abuse ⚠️

So the specific instance I think of is during the Reaper arc, when the kids are breaking in to save Irina. And they first come face to face with him, and have to engage in combat. He takes them down effortlessly, we all know.

But...there’s a moment in which he purposely hits Kayano especially hard with his knee, and believes he has broken her ribs. He callously remarks, “Females are so fragile.”

Let’s break this down:

A. Kayano is literally the smallest girl/student. She is very petite, and everyone knows this. It's obvious even when she's wearing their uniform.

B. He knocked down everyone so easily, but seemed to take a particular joy in brutalizing her. A petite girl.

C. Given that he's been watching the class, he must've known that she was actually stronger than she seemed. But again, I question this particular violence and the comment afterwards.

For a while, I thought maybe he had just said that to be cruel for no reason. To rile them up and be an asshole. I mean, it would be fitting, right?

No. I came to the eventual conclusion that this man is a misogynist, for sure. And there are indicators that Koro, his only role model, might bear some resentment towards women himself.

There's also proof in the way that he treated Irina, even when they were "allies." He seemed to really disrespect her and look at her like a joke, despite her accomplishments as an assassin. And whatever worth he did believe her to have, he only thought it came from her sexuality.

Like...why else was Irina dressed down to only lingerie in the arc? Because it was part of his plan, and he looked down on her and her profession.

Expanding the context a bit, it really also does prove how he looked down on women. He had Irina appear half-dressed, upset, and completely weak before she tricked everyone. The embodiment of female fragility, and how sexuality is tied into that. I hope this is making sense omg

Now, moving onto his past~

I really recommend you read this awesome meta by @akamayumura (sorry for the tag!!) They delved into his childhood and psychological state very well, in my opinion.

We can infer that 2.0 grew up in a terrible household, and that is an equal contribute to his behavior, as well as the possibility of him having an anti-social disorder. I mean, he was so happy to see his father get killed in front of him...

Not only that, but he literally romanticized the killer. In that moment, he didn't experience grief, but gained a rose-tinted view of death. He literally begged Koro to go with him and grow into someone like that.

Clearly, there was some psychological reason for this. But that isn't unordinary for abused children to feel, having such a disconnect. He didn't view it as his father being murdered, but rather: a person he hated finally leaving his life.

And then he gained loyalty for the person who was responsible -> The Reaper.

I cannot find it for the life of me, but there is apparently a moment in canon where 2.0 describes his father as "tyrannical."

And you know what?

Usually in a household with an abusive tyrannical father, there is a weak, complacent mother.

This is so interesting that we're on this topic now, because I just read a book detailed all about this. It's called "Men Who Hate Women, and the Women Who Love Them" by Susan Forward. Please read it omg, it's so good and informative on how misogyny is engrained in childhood, relationships, etc.

But yeah!

This exact dynamic is a formula for men who grow up to be misogynistic because their first example of a woman in their lives is their mother, who is the victim in an abusive dynamic.

Here are some pictures from the book to help explain.

^ 2.0’s hatred towards his father

^THIS.

Either 2.0 grew up having to provide emotional labor for his mother, or there was none at all between them. Overall though, there is a sense of resentment and abandonment given that the father was so dominating, and his mother was a victim too.

Men who lived in households like this, often grow up into believing that women are to be controlled, because this is the example they had to go by for so long.

On top of that, there's a layer of resentment and distrust towards women because his own mother didn't stand up for herself and protect him. Why would another woman do so?

But to sum it up:

2.0 believes women are weak, fragile, easily controlled, and cannot be trusted at all.

There's evidence in his attack on Kayano, and the way he treated Irina.

Ahem, also notice how he seemed to act more professional around Karasuma, and took him much more seriously. Like yeah, Karasuma is more serious, but why on Earth would one of the best assassins in the world regard a government agent over another top-notch assassin?

If Irina were a male assassin, I definitely think the treatment and attitude would be different honestly.

ALSO.

2.0 loves flowers, we know! But there's another reason why he possibly used a flower shop guy as his cover.

To easily manipulate women, the target customers of flowers.

Hmmmmmm.

Anyways, yeah, we can deduce that his misogyny was born from his childhood of having an abusive father and seeing his mother as a victim.

Not to mention, that he spent most of his life with Koro, who definitely didn't treat him to respect women lmao.

I actually feel like Koro has his own personal resentment towards women/femininity...but before I make a post about that, I'll have to do more research.

Anyways, we all knew 2.0 had dad issues, but there are a lot of mommy issues on top of that.

This isn't me trying to cancel him or anything btw! He's still one of my favorite characters, I love him. I just find this characteristic of his to be pretty interesting and worth diving into. (Although I will admit, that Kayano rib scene upsets me a bit.)

So yeah! Hope you enjoyed this meta! And I hope this tea is hot enough 🍵🍵🍵

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My Top 10 Ships of 2020

It's been a weird year but I've seen other people doing this. Plus this year I've been way more into gen fics (love a bit of found family especially in clone wars and marvel) than anything shippy. So I genuinely don't know what imma put on here aside from two ships for sure. Sorry this post is super long idk how to do the below the cut thing and I've had this app for 5 years...

10) Viktor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki - Yuri!!! On Ice

It was a real toss up between this, supercorp, kanera and wolfstar cos they're all very integral ships to my fan heart but this son because of the Yuri on Ice fandom's rebirth this year. I've never stopped shipping this, never stopped reading fanfic of them for any extended period of time, they're still my most bookmarked ship on ao3 (although I think now star wars - all media types may have overtaken them for fandom). They were one of the first things I watched where the queer ship I loved became canon and I can't wait for the film (and hopefully someday a season 2). Heck I even made my mum watch Yuri on Ice with me so I think that says it all.

9) Edelgard Von Hresvelg and female Byleth - Fire Emblem: Three Houses

My first fire emblem game was fates when I was like 14 (and finally gay awake lol). I was so disappointed that I had to be with a guy character because the only female option was kinda creepy and also I wouldn't get the character of kana. So when three houses came out I was so happy because finally there were beautiful incredible female characters my female byleth could romance (I'm so sorry mlm you deserved so much more than you got). I got the game as soon as it came out (had to search a lot of shops let me tell you) and started on black eagles. I was actually kinda disappointed back in 2019. I didn't like the explore the monastery bit (still find it kinda tedious) and the battle mechanics weren't quite the same as fates (no pairing up?! Aka my main battle technique for protecting the weaker units). So I got like 20 hours in and put it down. Came back to it in lockdown and finally finished it! I'm so proud of myself I virtually never finish games. And I fully fell in love with the useless lesbian edelgard in the process. When I started back playing in 2020 I was like eh I wish I'd picked a different character to romance (like shes an emperor that's morally very shady) but then the romance stuff started with edelgard and I fell the heck in love.

8) Cory Matthews and Shawn Hunter (and Topanga Lawrence) - Boy Meets World

Disney+ was released in the UK this year and I finally got the opportunity to watch boy meets world in its best quality (aka not on YouTube). I watched it back when I was like 12 or 13 and it's such a nostalgic show for me. Watching it again I still absolutely adore it (and my bi ass was low-key crushing on Shawn especially in chick like me - I'm 18 btw and I got so scared for a sec but rider strong was 18 when chick like me came out so it's fine woah). And of course now I see the possibilities of the beautiful Cory and Shawn relationship like they were so bromance it was basically romance and throw in topanga it's the perfect ot3 (but I'm also fine with just Cory and Shawn or just Cory and Topanga). Read some good fanfic for them this year. My favourite was one about Shawn stealing makeup and stuff and exploring gender (need more fics like this I'm biiii).

7) Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes - Marvel Cinematic Universe

I rewatched all the MCU films this year too. And got really into Peter parker whump and irondad. Plus my eternal obsession with identity and relationship reveals of course led me from Spiderman identity reveals (and found family cuteness) to stucky coming out. Especially when it involves the internet and social media. Not my favourite ship but it's been significant to my year due to the sheer amount of marvel stuff I've read.

6) Satine Kryze and Obi Wan Kenobi - Star Wars

I rewatched clone wars in prep for season 7 and wow Satine's death was sad and sudden. She first appeared in S2 E13 I think and just the sheer sexual tension of their bickering. "The sarcasm of a soldier. The delusion of a dreamer." Just ugnnhhh my bi ass can't take much more of this. And Anakin just sipping his wine in the background grinning. And I fully believe korkie is a Kenobi.

5) Commander Cody and Obi Wan Kenobi - Star Wars

I am very much an Obi wan multishipper. I don't really have a favourite but I fully believe he was with satine and Quinlan in his life. I don't think be would've actually done anything with Cody because of the whole superior officer thing. And this probably isn't even my favourite Obi wan ship - that honour probably goes to quinobi or obitine. However the most popular ships in the fandom are codywan, quiobi and obikin. No offence to anyone who ships these they're just personally not to my taste, but I can't stand quiobi, and obikin I find only slightly more tolerable and I think that's just because there's so much obikin content so if I like the concept of a fic that happens to be obikin I'll read it. I'm just not a fan of the mentor/student relationships. So I generally favoured the codywan fics when there was shipping involved meaning I read a lot of them this year. Needed that nice fix it content post season 7.

4) Zuko and Katara - Avatar: the Last Airbender

Again I am a multishipper I have nothing against zukka it's cute. But I'm a zutara shipper first and foremost because when I first watched avatar I was like 13 and denying my gayness and gayness in general so I shipped the straight things and the straight things only. Most of these ships I stopped shipping - dramione, spuffy, some my little pony ones which we don't talk about. Zutara stayed. (I have nothing against any of the things I used to ship I just stopped shipping them so much/shipped new things more). I've continuously shipped zutara since I first watched avatar even if I didn't necessarily spend that much time on it it has always been here as one of my favourite ships. It has such good fanfic I swear including my favourite ever fanfic from any fandom - love thy enemy. Plus like the black games (reread this for the millionth time this year), a delicate subterfuge (which I read for the first time this year and damn it's so good) and so many more. With the avatar resurgence this year I haven't actually rewatched avatar aside from my normal random episode every now and then when I feel like it. But there's been a lot of avatar on my dash from people I follow getting into it and people I followed for avatar returning so naturally I returned to the fandom and read quite a lot of fanfic. I also read just a lot of avatar gen fics which were great at the whole found family thing I've been so obsessed with this year.

3) Catra and Adora - She Ra and the Princesses of Power

Catradora is canon! They kissed! What more is there to say. Arguably they should've been top but I never shipped them that much since I was always very much a multishipper when it came to she ra so yes I was very happy it became canon because we actually won for once but also I've never read much fanfic for them etc. But they are very much a dynamic I love and watching she ra all again in prep for season 5 I really enjoyed the build up of their relationship. The other two only go above because Buffy is my favourite show ever and damn there's some good fuffy fanfic and Aphra and Tolvan is both fresh in my mind and star wars owns me. Would love some catradora fic recs btw if anyone has them tho.

2) Buffy Summers and Faith Lehane - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

I didn't realise it was last year that I got super into them but according to my ao3 bookmarks it was lol. 2020 I swear it's lasted an eternity. I got into them about a month before lockdown (which feels like another lifetime). I've loved Buffy since I first watched it when I was 13. It's arguably still my favourite TV show. I've been through a lot of ships for Buffy - bangel to spuffy and now fuffy. I still think angel and her were a beautiful ship back in season 2 and especially in the angel episode I will remember you. But faith and Buffy had so much chemistry in season 3 - she would've been a fresh start for Buffy and the amount of fix it fics I read I swear. My favourite has to be one where they met in LA during Anne and how that changed everything feat Buffy's internal homophobia.

1) Cheili Lona Aphra and Magna Tolvan - Star Wars

I read Darth Vader (2015) and Doctor Aphra (2016) for the first time at the end of 2020 (got a comic subscription which has served me very well already I've nearly finished the star wars canon comics). Just to see canon queer ladies in star wars was so magical for me as a queer lady. I didn't think star wars would be so overt yet as to have a queer kiss in canon (even if it's in the comics) and especially not with the main character of arguably their main comic series. Now we just gotta hope that we'll get it in live action someday soon. They weren't the ship I consumed the most content of in 2020 but they were the highlight of my 2020 because star wars did that and I finally found out about it

Honourable mentions: Vivian and Elle - Legally Blonde, Candace and Vanessa - Phineas and Ferb, Stevie and Alex - Wizards of Waverly Place, Xander and Spike - Buffy the Vampire Slayer (I actually don't ship this but damn some authors are good - this was the ship that made me realise I don't need to like a ship if the author is good enough to write it well), Eli Vanto and Mitth'raw'nuruodo - Star Wars (started reading the books last year but finished this year and only started with fanfic this year), Villanelle and Eve - Killing Eve, Kanan and Hera - Star Wars, Barriss and Ahsoka - Star Wars, Remus and Sirius - Harry Potter, Kara and Lena - Supergirl (let's hope this becomes canon next year!) (Those last four are ones I've shipped forever some of my og ships but nothing particularly big has happened for me this year with them so)

I got Disney+ this year so rewatched a fair few things from my youth and though hey my obsession with that character may have been a little gay.

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Discussing the good and bad of Pokémon Journeys: Part “Chloe”

Time to discuss about the character that is still keeping me on board with watching Pokémon (2019)/Journeys despite having, cough, some issues with it. Let's talk about Chloe, also known as Koharu.

TLDR; I like how Koharu is handled so far, even if I somewhat wish there was more of her, and I believe I know what the intention with her is, and that is to show that the journey to finding your dream goal can be an exciting one and with possible obstacles on the way towards it. More under the cut, Journeys abverted as JN.

So. Let's start with how I became to like her character the moment JN002 aired, but also how her debut in JN001 has become interesting part of how Koharu used to love Pokémon, but then grew out of it. Which to me, reminds of people who grew with playing Pokémon games, cards, etc, but then as they got older, they grew out of it.

Anyway, as we all probably remember, both Gou and Koharu attended the Okido Camp as kids, where BOTH of the eventually meet Mew. From the very beginning, we're let known that Koharu is a daughter of a promising Professor Sakuragi, who's acquainted with Okido.

And we're also let known that the two are friends from before the camp, and I assume their games at Sakuragi's Lab involved playing as Pokémon or other stuff. She most definitely loved Pokémon and her dad's work back then.

But then when we fastforward to the present day as Satoshi, Gou and Koharu are all 10 years old, we see that this attitude has changed in Koharu. She's no longer interested in Pokémon that much, and the only Pokémon she accepts near her is their family 'mon Wanpachi. For me, this was very interesting approach, even if the "not interested in Pokémon" was done before with May/Haruka back in Advanced Generation series.

Even with this interesting approach, she was a side/supporting cast instead of main cast, which honestly felt weird to me as she definitely had a story to tell. But as I've been watching other shows lately, I kinda came to realise her approach reminds me of mid-season additions to cast, even thou her appearances nowdays are just a BIT more frequent, when before her joining the Research Fellows, she appear very seldomly.

Anyway. In JN011 we finally learn that, she pretty much has issues with people's expectations and how everyone assumes her to be very much involved with Pokémon just because of her dad's work. Truly, this would end up affecting her affection towards Pokémon, thou it's possibly not the whole reason for losing interest. She even admits here she's not sure of what she truly wants to do yet.

It's no secret that I'm a huge fan of goal finding journeys, as they are very relatable to me as someone who took 20+ years to find out what I truly want to do for living, so Koharu wanting to find something instead of other people deciding it for her is very good lesson.

So what exactly is the approach with Koharu from this ep forward? Showing her see Pokémon in different, totally new lights, figuratively speaking. She's shown to take care of a Pidove who broke its wing in a runaway flight, helped her lil brother Sota's friend, Nami, attend to a small children's Contest, and went to a Fossil Exhibition with Satoshi and Gou to learn about fossils. And I feel like that, this fossil exhibition event is what truly rekindled Koharu's interest in Pokémon again. As we all remember, she truly enjoyed that trip, and she, for the first time, got to see Gou bond with a Pokémon, that was rampaging just moments ago. And this episode, accompanied with JN050, are why I am currently thinking Koharu's end goal will end up being related to fossils. It certainy would be an interesting approach for a female cast character, and I wouldn't mind her having a chat with some other character who's also involved in researching fossils... (cough Gary/Shigeru cough)

Anyway. All of this seemingly lead up to Koharu finally meeting her very apparent soul mate: Eevee. I know, that most people were somewhat (or even totally) annoyed by the fact that yet another pokegirl receives Eevee as their Pokémon, and that this is just boring. While I understand the sentiment, considering Koharu's character: Eevee is the only Pokémon that actually fits her. Koharu is out there still figuring out what she wants to be. What she wants to do. And Eevee is the most relatable Pokémon for that kind of character: Eevee can become eight, and I repeat, eight, different evolutions. That's pretty much the same as having different paths to choose from when deciding your goal. And this specific Eevee has also not yet decided what it wants to do. It refuses to evolve. While in-game one could say this is because of the g-max factor, I highly believe this is purely done for the purpose of making Koharu and Eevee relate on a very, very personal level. So instead of Eevee having the g-max factor disabling the evolution (because let's face it, it's only done so people won't accidentally evolve their Gigantamax Eevee), Eevee is kind of, constantly pressing the B button to prevent it.

Now: what has Eevee exactly given to Koharu's character? A lot actually. When before Koharu would try to deny interest in something or try to say she has something else to do instead of a trip, Eevee is there to push her forward to try things out.

Like in JN050, Koharu is trying to priotize her School instead of a Fossil trip to Galar, but thanks to Eevee, who wants to go, Koharu gets the needed push to go and try out new stuff. I very much adored this scene in this episode, due to encouraging the "try out new things" approach in life. From this point forward, we then see Koharu join in on other trips like the Diglett Farm (where she definitely shined in team leading and got to experience the farming and team leader approach) and the Glimwood Tangle trip, that Koharu herself prompted to her dad and the boys, instead of being asked to join. Which reminds me of something else btw.

While Gou is shown to be very knowledged with Pokémon, Koharu is shown to know more about other fields like how plants grows, and what kind of soil is good. This is from either school lessons or from her experience with taking care of the school flowers. She could possibly be considered a good student, and btw, I very much like the approach of not making her a school dropout once she started joining in on research trips, and instead takes homework to accomodate the fact that she's missing out on lessons. This isn't unusual in real life, so I'm glad JN is actually showcasing this approach with both Koharu and Gou. Thou with Gou, he's pretty much always absent, haha.

Now, her latest episode with Kikuna was an interesting one. While Koharu's main point in the episode was kind of to be the angel of love for Kikuna (which failed horribly, love you Kikuna <333 ), I'd say there was another reason for her being in that episode with Kikuna: it was to let her learn of the possibility of meeting possible pitfalls in one's dream goals. That lesson was in Kikuna's story about how she almost gave up in becoming a researcher due to a mess up with an important presentation for a conference, but found the strenght to try again. It's part of reaching your dream goal a lot of the time. Even Koharu's mom, Yoshino/Talia, gave her the story of how she originally wanted to be a mangaka, but gave up on the dream and instead approached something similar. These are all very important life lessons in how working toward one's goal can either fail, or come accoss obstacles. It depends on the person whether they'll end up switching the goal to something else, or strive to go forward to get past the obstacle. As someone who had exactly Koharu's mom's experience longside having to take a long while to find one, I appreciate that Koharu's journey has been about learning the good and bad experiences of working towards a dream goal.

Now: has this storyline been executed well? Imo, it has, but it ain't perfect, as there are some parts where I'd like to see some improvement on.

One of them is with how it's sometimes unclear as what kind of character she is counted as. Is the a main character alongside Gou and Satoshi now? Is the still supporting cast? Is she a lower tier main character that won't appear every episode still? The latest option would appear to be the case, but it's not often that simple to see.

There's also the case of Wanpachi seeming like it was teased to be eventually becoming Koharu's first partner, but instead it ended up being Eevee. I think for most, before JN049 aired, people assumed Wanpachi didn't belong to anyone exactly and thus was free reign. But, as JN049 confirmed, Wanpachi belonged to Sakuragi himself. Which is sorta funny, as Wanpachi clearly loves him the least, haha. So, what exactly do they intend with Wanpachi? I think, that in time it'll eventually switch owners to Koharu, as it clearly loves her the most, but the journey there is still on-going.

Now, here's something interest to think about: I think Koharu not being in every episode has actually been benefitial for her, as she never gives me the feeling that she's taking anyone's time for herself, and her involvements in stories fit quite well. My current favourites for her are definitely her team leading in Diglett episode, which is JN052, and the Galarian Ponyta episode (JN055) where she clearly showcased that she's able to handle herself in sticky situations. Which is quite a beautiful detail, at least to me.

Now to quiiickly note her dynamics quickly, let's talk a bit about how she is a big sister. Like, for real. She's got a baby brother in Sota/Parker, and the two do seem to have good relationship going on. However, I really want to see more of this! There's way too little of it going on right now, and it's mostly been typical siblinghood. I'm so glad there's still full on family aspects in JN, which is what I loved in Sun & Moon so so so much, but I want to see more. MORE! MORE-

I already talked about how I enjoy her dynamics with Gou and how their childhood friendship is showcased so well, and yet I still grave to see more. The two know each other well, and Gou always, ALWAYS respects Koharu, while Koharu ain't afraid to tell what's on her mind to Gou. Thou, she also knows that Gou would judge her if she were to ask about Pokémon bonding tips. Dyamn.

Now: I want more of Koharu and Satoshi. The two def seemed to have a bit of a "uugh who are you don't talk to me" approach, but it naturally faded as they went on their first trip to Nibi City's Fossil Exhibition. And they've been in good relations since I'd say.

Also to quickly note, I love how Koharu has been mentioned in couple scenes as being the character who's taught them first-aid or told about jealousy and how one should take Pokémon's feeling into consideration (even if this latter one should be obvious to Satoshi but, I digress, Satoshi was way too focused on Riolu and just assumed Pikachu would be fine since they've been buds since forever).

There's also so much more I still want to learn about: how exactly did she meet Gou and why she decided to be friends with him, does she have other friends besides him (because I would assume so but she's never shown with anyone else), give us an episode that's focused on Koharu & Sota, let her see Satoshi battle as well (afaik, she has NOT), let her meet Alola Squad + other past companions, and oooh there's so much I want her to do and I see so, so much potential in her character and I really really REALLY hope the writers don't screw her up.

Now is that all I wanted to talk about regarding Koharu... I guess so. As you might have figured out by now: I almost have no issues with how Koharu is written. She's enjoyable to watch and, suprisingly, I find the pace of her story-telling pleasant and not too fast nor way too slow. Could it do well with a bit faster pace? Possibly, but due to me seeing her as sort of a mid-season addition akin to how Precure or Digimon do them, I'm fine with this approach. Considering the current pace, I think she'll end up finding what she wants to end up working towards to by the end of this year, or early next year. And, despite how many might fear, I highly doubt it will be Contests. As it's pretty clear JN isn't out there to promote mainline games feature-to-feature, but instead cherry picks stuff it wants to do. I'm still quite certain, that she'll end up becoming a professor of her own fields, possibly of fossils (which, considering DP's Underground feature, could fit very well in promoting this feature of the remakes). Maybe even become a team leader of a fossil researching team, as she definitely showcases the skills for it, for knowing soil, fossil digging and again, team leading. And I totally didn't figure this out while writing this post. :'D (I totally did.)

So. I believe I'll end this post here, as this is already quite long by now and, honestly, there's not much left to talk about. It really feels good for me to talk so positively about a character in JN, as it's no secret that I ain't the biggest fan of the show. However, Koharu's approach speaks to me personally, very well, and I so, so look forward to seeing how her journey ends up going, and where it will lead her.

So who's up next on the list of discussions? I think you guys can guess it.

And it's gonna be a doozy one. Oh man oh man.

Thank you so much for reading if you came this far, have a fantastic evening/morning/whatever, and take good care of yourselves!

This was Smiling Performer aka Aleira, signing out! PEACE!