#all out rugby anime

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FR : quelques petits brouillon de Gion !

EN : some little drafts from Gion!

[every-single-noka-taihei]

Ch36

[karui-loves-it]

Unfortunately, the fan community pays too much attention to the well-toned beauties. There are also enough chubby characters who are real eye-catchers. Why do they get so little attention?

I'm sure there are enough fans who are more interested in the chubby characters. Let's talk about the chubby characters.

Because the market is literally oversaturated with all the well-trained beauties, which is slowly getting boring.

[glooom-bloom]

Thinking about Noka Taihei and how he needs to make desicions for himself and how the team is going to be full of holes next year and how inside center (12) is sometimes called the second fly half and has a lot of desicions to make and how Ise is moving to the forwards and won't be a center anymore

[whatdoesthevixensay]

ALL OUT!!: It's unusual for me to watch a sports anime. This one is about rugby, a sport I know nothing about. However I have a friend who plays and has been inviting me to watch their games, so I ended up watching this anime as a way to learn the game better and be able to follow real matches. The main character is also totally new to the sport, so it really was perfect for me. The more I watched the show the more I was able to talk to my friend about the sport, to the point that they recommended the anime to their new teammates because they saw how much it had helped me. I look forward to other rugby anime now but this one was fantastic. There were some weaker episodes and some times towards the end the animation suffered, but overall it was so well done capturing the dynamic movement of the sport in action. Another thing I really liked was that there were such a range of body types and abilities among the players, which is accurate to what I've seen with my friend's team as well in real life. Honestly it was so fun discussing each episode and what I was learning about the sport, what the characters were struggling with, and my friend saying how much it sounded like I was watching real rugby players. I would love if someday there's a rugby anime about a team of adults instead of high school students, but for now this is probably the best rugby series out there and is especially newbie friendly. I highly recommend All Out to anyone interacting with rugby whether as a player or a spectator like me. 5/5

my personal rating scale 0/5 ran away 1/5 didn’t like 2/5 didn’t care 3/5 liked an average amount 4/5 liked a lot 5/5 loved

[bettysupremacy]

Hi bestie <3 okay so I’m literally obsessed with your work and I was wondering if you could do a Jamie potter x reader where James comes back from quidditch (or rugby whatever you want jkebaksn) and he’s all sleepy and stuff but he didn’t shower before coming upstairs. Then reader is just like doing homework on his bed and won’t cuddle him bc he smells like sweat and he’s all pouty and enbwjsbe. Ofc no pressure if this doesn’t inspire you but fr love you 🫶

I need you to start sending me requests more more more bestie cause I literally loved this. He’s so sweet I miss him.

When James has to go to practice, it’s the second worst thing he fears he’ll ever have to do in this relationship.

Right below traveling.

It’s not that he’s obsessed, he just misses you. Misses you so wildly he fumbles the ball sometimes thinking about it. That’s normal.

And it’s normal to skip showers to see you quicker. Well, maybe you wouldn’t agree.

When he comes home, he’s sweaty. It glistens above his brow, gleaming in the low light of your lamp.

“You run a marathon?” You tease, shuffling under his blanket.

He smiles, rugby bag dropping to the floor with a clatter. “No,” He smiles, peeling his clothes off. His words are broken up between pants. “Elevator is broken again though. Had to help Patty with her groceries.”

His clothes don’t make it to the bin. Throwing them in the general direction suffices.

“That was sweet.” You murmur as he climbs over you, pulling a book off your chest, surprised by a teddy under it. “Hi.”

“Hi.” he smiles.

You push his hair back, grimacing at the dampness of it. “Missed you.”

He ignores this, nuzzling down into you, face smooshed into the skin of your naval. “Missed you more.” He feels the vibrations when you giggle.

“Y’tickling me, stop.”

Grumbling, he smiles when you pull him up by his hair. “Yes, lovely?”

“You’re smelly.”

His mouth drops, bewildered at your blunt affront. “You’re supposed to think I never smell bad.”

“I think you smell like sweat,” You drop his hair. “and you feel like it too. Do they not provide showers there?”

He climbs up your body, dropping chest to chest. Limply, you feel his rough hands slide under your neck as he mouths under your ear, and nips at your jawline. “They do, but I missed you.”

Your blinking stutters. He’s sweet on you, so sweet on you, it’s not your fault for wrapping your arms around his strong back. “I wish you missed the showers more.” You gasp.

“Never.” He smiles down at you.

“I’m gonna need you to get in the shower if you want to continue this.”

His face scrunches up, whining loudly into your neck as he drops into you. “But I’m tired.”

“Not too tired to give me a hickey.”

“Never too tired for you, honey.” He cheeks, muffled by your neck. Your shoulder comes up, tickled, but he holds you down, kissing there harshly.

“Is it bad?” You murmur.

He pops up, inspecting your neck seriously. “Dark purple already.” He grimaces.

You push your palm into the side of his head, giggling wildly. “Shut up, Jamie, get in the shower.”

He turns to your stuffed animal in complete offense. “You see how she treats me?”

“Oh my god.”

“Bet she doesn’t treat you like that, does she?”

“Go!” You manage out. “You smell like field!”

He pushes off the bed, shaking his head. “Field, lovely?”

“Field.” You nod grimacing.

“Okay,” He shrugs, off towards the bathroom. “I’ll go shower.”

“Thank you.” You smile, hugging the bear to your chest. “Wait,”

He turns, ears practically perked like a excited puppy. “Yes?”

“Can I get a kiss first?”

“You know it.” He bounces over pressing one, two, three warm kisses to your mouth. The fourth lands at the corner, skewed from the other three.

“Don’t miss me too much.” You murmur.

“Get me in 5 minutes if I’m not out,” He groans, pushing off the bed. “I might’ve passed out.”

“Be quiet, stupid.” You grab his pillow, throwing it at him softly. “That shower better be more than 5 minutes.”

The bathroom door clicks shut quickly. “Teddy doesn’t get this treatment!” He cries.

[pinkflower2003]

I REMEMBER IT ALL TOO WELL PT.3

Fernando Alonso x ex!reader

All Too Well Masterlist

The days following the dinner at Fernando’s house were a mixture of excitement and trepidation for Fernando. The bonds he was forming with Georgia and AJ were growing stronger, but the unspoken truth loomed over him. He knew he had to approach the subject with care, ensuring the twins’ emotional well-being was always at the forefront of his mind.

One afternoon, while Y/N was at work, Fernando decided to surprise the twins with a day out. He had carefully planned the outing, ensuring it would be something they both enjoyed. He picked them up from school, and as they got into the car, he saw their faces light up with curiosity.

"Where are we going?" AJ asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"It’s a surprise," Fernando replied with a smile. "But I think you’re going to love it."

The drive was filled with the twins’ animated chatter, and Fernando couldn’t help but feel a sense of belonging. He drove them to a nearby go-kart track, knowing it would be the perfect way to spend the day together.

As they arrived, Georgia and AJ’s faces lit up with delight. "This is awesome!" AJ exclaimed, practically bouncing in his seat.

"Yeah, Fernando! This is amazing!" Georgia added, her smile wide.

They spent the day racing around the track, laughing, and competing against each other. Fernando watched with joy as the twins zoomed around the track, their excitement infectious. For a moment, it felt like everything was perfect.

After several races, they took a break and sat down with some snacks. Georgia and AJ’s faces were flushed with excitement, their eyes sparkling with joy.

"Thanks for today, Fernando," Georgia said, her eyes reflecting the afternoon sunlight. "This has been one of the best days ever."

"Yeah, thank you," AJ echoed. "We really needed this."

Fernando smiled, feeling a warm glow of happiness. "I’m glad you both had fun. I had a great time too."

As they sat in comfortable silence, Georgia broke the quiet with a question that had been on her mind. "Fernando, do you have any kids?"

The question caught him off guard, but he maintained his composure. "No, I don’t have any kids."

Georgia looked thoughtful. "Would you want to have kids someday?"

Fernando’s heart ached with the unspoken truth, but he nodded. "Yes, I think I would. Family is important to me."

AJ looked at him with curiosity. "What about us? You spend so much time with us lately; it feels like you’re part of our family."

Fernando smiled, feeling a mixture of joy and sadness. "You two are very special to me. Spending time with you has been one of the best things that’s ever happened to me."

The conversation was interrupted by the sound of an announcement for the next race. They decided to have one more go on the track before heading home. Fernando cherished every second, knowing these were the memories he had longed for.

Over the next few weeks, Fernando continued to integrate himself into the twins’ lives. He attended more of AJ’s rugby matches, cheered Georgia on at her school events, and even helped them with their homework. The twins had started to see Fernando as a father figure, though they were still unaware of the full truth.

One evening, after a particularly intense rugby match, Y/N invited Fernando over for dinner. It was a casual invitation, but Fernando knew it was an important step. He arrived at their home, a modest but cosy place that radiated warmth.

As they sat down to dinner, Fernando felt a sense of belonging. The conversation flowed easily, and the atmosphere was relaxed. After dinner, Y/N suggested they sit outside on the patio, enjoying the cool evening air.

As they settled into their chairs, Georgia and AJ excused themselves to finish some homework, leaving Fernando and Y/N alone.

"Fernando," Y/N began, her voice soft. "I’ve been thinking a lot about everything. About you, the twins, and the future."

Fernando’s heart raced, but he kept his expression calm. "What’s on your mind?"

Y/N took a deep breath. "I can see how much you care about Georgia and AJ. And I can see how much they care about you. I think it’s time we told them the truth."

Fernando’s heart skipped a beat. "Are you sure? I don’t want to rush anything."

Y/N nodded. "Yes, I’m sure. They deserve to know the truth, and I think they’re ready."

Fernando felt a mixture of relief and anxiety. "How do you want to do it?"

"We’ll do it together," Y/N replied, her voice firm. "Tomorrow, after dinner. We’ll sit them down and explain everything."

Fernando nodded, feeling a sense of determination. "Okay. We’ll do it together."

The next day was filled with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety for Fernando. He spent the day with the twins, keeping their spirits high and enjoying every moment. As dinner approached, his nerves began to intensify.

After dinner, Y/N called the twins into the living room. Fernando sat next to her on the couch, his heart pounding. Georgia and AJ sat across from them, their expressions curious.

"We need to talk to you about something important," Y/N began, her voice steady. "It’s about your father."

The twins exchanged confused glances. "What about him?" AJ asked.

Y/N took a deep breath. "You know how I’ve always told you that your father loved you very much but couldn’t be with us? Well, there’s more to the story."

Fernando felt his heart race as Y/N continued. "Your dad didn’t leave because he didn’t love you. He left because he didn’t know about you. And now that he knows, he wants to be a part of your lives."

Georgia and AJ looked at Fernando, their eyes wide with shock. "Fernando?" Georgia whispered, her voice trembling.

Fernando nodded, his voice choked with emotion. "Yes, you’re my children."

The room fell into a stunned silence. The twins’ expressions ranged from shock to confusion to disbelief. Fernando felt his heart break, but he knew he had to give them time to process the news.

"Why didn’t you tell us sooner?" AJ asked, his voice filled with hurt. “All this time you’ve been around us and you didn’t tell us?”

"It’s complicated," Y/N replied gently. "I wanted to protect you both. But Fernando has always cared about you, even when he didn’t know you existed."

Georgia looked at Fernando, her eyes filled with tears. "Is it true? Did you really not know about us?"

Fernando nodded, his voice filled with regret. "Yes, it’s true. If I had known, I would have been there for you from the beginning. I’m so sorry mi hija."

The twins were silent for a moment, processing the revelation. Finally, Georgia spoke. "We need some time to think about this."

"Of course," Y/N replied, her voice soft. "Take all the time you need."

Fernando watched as the twins left the room, their faces a mixture of emotions. He felt a sense of relief that the truth was finally out, but he knew there were still challenges ahead. He was determined to be there for his children, to support them and earn their trust.

As the evening turned into night, Fernando and Y/N sat in silence, the weight of the conversation heavy on their minds.

———

The next few days were tense and emotional. Georgia and AJ needed time to process the revelation, and Fernando respected their space. He continued to attend AJ’s rugby matches and Georgia’s school events, even with them barely speaking, but he gave them the distance they needed.

One Saturday afternoon, Y/N suggested another outing to help ease the tension. "Why don’t we go go-karting again?" she proposed, hoping the fun activity would help the twins feel more comfortable.

The twins agreed, and Fernando saw a glimmer of excitement in their eyes. They arrived at the go-kart track, and Fernando felt a wave of nostalgia as they got ready to race. He knew this was an important step in rebuilding their relationship.

The races were filled with laughter and friendly competition. Fernando let Georgia and AJ take the lead, cheering them on as they zoomed around the track. He felt a sense of pride watching them, knowing they were his children.

After several races, they took a break and sat down with some snacks. The tension from the previous days seemed to have lifted, and the twins were smiling and chatting animatedly.

"That was so much fun," AJ said, his eyes shining with excitement. "I’m glad we came back here."

"Yeah, it was a great idea, Mum," Georgia added, her smile wide.

The twins were talking again, they were becoming more comfortable with the fact that they were now sitting with not only their mum, but also their dad. Coming to terms with it would still take time, but it was becoming a sight that was becoming clearer with each day.

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A few months later, Fernando had another major race coming up. He had been preparing intensely, and this time, he wanted Georgia and AJ to be there, not just as spectators, but as his children. He approached Y/N with the idea one evening.

"I have a big race next week," he began, his voice filled with excitement. "And I want Georgia and AJ to come with me. I want them to be there as my children."

Y/N smiled, her eyes reflecting his excitement. "I think that’s a great idea. They’ll be thrilled."

When Fernando told the twins, their faces lit up with excitement and nervousness. "Really? We get to go to your race?" AJ asked, his voice filled with awe.

"Yes," Fernando replied with a smile. "I want you both there.”

———

On the morning of the race, Fernando arrived at the track early, his mind buzzing with anticipation. He greeted his team with a smile, trying to push aside the doubts that lingered in the back of his mind.

As he prepared for the race, Fernando couldn't shake the feeling of unease. He knew the media would be watching closely, and the thought of his children being thrust into the spotlight as his ‘long-lost children’ filled him with apprehension. But he also knew he had to focus on the task at hand.

As he sat in his car on the grid, surrounded by the other drivers, Fernando felt a surge of determination. He glanced up at the stands, scanning the crowd for a familiar face. And then, he saw it.

A banner unfurled in the stands, the words "Go Papa" emblazoned in bold letters. Fernando's heart skipped a beat as he locked eyes with Georgia and AJ, their faces radiant with pride, YN stood beside them, in her mind knowing this is what it could have always been like. In that moment, he felt a surge of emotion unlike anything he had ever experienced.

The race began, and Fernando pushed aside his emotions, focusing on the task at hand. The roar of the engines filled his ears as he sped around the track, his mind clear and focused. Lap after lap, he pushed himself to the limit, determined to prove himself on the track.

As the race progressed, Fernando found himself locked in a fierce battle for the lead. The other drivers pushed him to his limits, but he refused to back down. With each corner, each straightaway, he pushed himself harder, his determination unwavering.

And then, in the final laps, disaster struck. Fernando's car was clipped by another driver, sending him spinning off the track. For a moment, everything seemed to stand still as he fought to regain control.

But then, with a burst of adrenaline, Fernando found himself back on the track, his eyes locked on the finish line. He pushed himself harder than ever before, his heart pounding in his chest as he raced towards victory.

And then, finally, it was over. Fernando crossed the finish line in first place, his heart soaring with triumph. The cheers of the crowd filled his ears as he climbed out of his car, his body trembling with exhaustion.

Fernando stepped out of his car, the roar of the crowd deafening. He looked up to the stands and saw Georgia and AJ running towards him, their faces alight with joy. They reached him, and Fernando enveloped them in a tight hug, kissing each of them on the temple.

"You did it, Dad!" AJ exclaimed, his eyes shining with pride.

"We’re so proud of you!" Georgia added, her smile wide.

Fernando felt tears of joy well up in his eyes.

As the media surrounded them, microphones and cameras capturing the moment, one reporter asked, "Fernando, who are these children?"

Fernando smiled, his heart full. "These are my children, Georgia and AJ. They’re my inspiration, my motivation. I’m so proud to have them by my side."

The twins beamed with pride as Fernando continued to rave about them, his words filled with love and admiration. Suddenly, Georgia and AJ held up a banner they had been hiding, and the words "Go Papa!" were written in bold letters, bringing tears to Fernando’s eyes.

The crowd erupted in applause, and Fernando knew that this was just the beginning of their journey as a family. He had won the race, but more importantly, he had gained the love and trust of his children.

———

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GeorgiaL/N: took him 17 years to go to the shop for milk (joking don’t kill me mum) but anyway, i have a dad now lol and his job is driving cars or something idk??

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ajL/N: was he getting milk from the other side of the world?

GeorgiaL/N : nah the Sainsbury’s down the street

ajL/N: fair enough, it is a struggle to get parked down there

Y/N: G! Not funny

GeorgiaL/N: i thought it was

LewisHamilton: me too

CharlesLeclerc: me three

LandoNorris: me four

GeorgiaL/N: you have been outnumbered, i’m a comedian

FernandoAlonso: mi hija hermosa, he extrañado mucho, pero ya no. Orgullosa de la encantadora niña que has llegado a ser. (my beautiful daughter, I have missed so much, but no longer. Proud of the lovely girl you have grown up to be)

GeorgiaL/N: idk how to speak spanish but slay king whatever you said 👑

FernandoAlonso: how you’re half Spanish i’ll never know.

Username5: if they’re Alonso’s kids why do they not have his last name??

username6: I think it would take a lot of time to adjust to finding out u have a dad after 17 years, i don’t think the first thing u do is get their last name

Username7: does this mean Y/N and Fernando are together again? I use to LOVE her being a wag, now she’s back at all the races again with their kids, could this mean a reunion??

Username8: omg i hope!!

Username9: praying to the F1 gods, they would be the most amazing f1 family.

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FR : Gion et Sumiaki au poste xD

EN : Gion and Sumiaki at the police station xD

[every-single-noka-taihei]

Ch 35

[kcrossvine-art]

Heya folks! Its been a bit, food insecurity is a bitch, but today on the quest of cooking our way through Lord of the Rings we're gonna be making a dish exclusively mentioned in the 2007 MMO-

We will be making a Rohan Pasty! 

(As always you can find the cooking instructions and full ingredient list under the break-)

MY NAMES CROSS NOW LETS COOK LIKE ANIMALS

SO, “what goes into a Rohans Pasty?” YOU MIGHT ASKBasics. Meat n potatoes of your meat-in-dough food. .

All-purpose flour

Salt

Baking powder

Vegetable oil

Olive oil

Ground beef

Garlic salt

Ground cumin

Chili powder

Dried oregano

Waxy potato

Garlic

White onion

Egg

"A delicious local pastry filled with beef and potatoes."- LOTRO Rohan is a kingdom of humans in middle-earth, and the description point towards a cornish pasty (yes, pasty not pastry). Oddly enough the image is more of an empanada but you win some you lose some. This heritage informs much of the shape and ingredients of this dish, however we're opting to cook most of the ingredients before adding them in, contrary to going in raw as a cornish pasty calls for. I chose to deviate here because cooking beforehand allows more seasoning to be crammed in. The english hate seasoning.

AND, “what does a Rohans Pasty taste like?” YOU MIGHT ASK

Tastes like the best pot pie youve had, less soggy

Excellent for an after-rugby/martial arts/soccer dinner

The potatoes are foundational

Despite needing the least work

Pasta salad (cucumber, olives, pepperocini) would pair well as a side

And would also pair well with beer

This meal bears the gold star sticker of not having any major issues! Hooray! Maybe its increased comfortability in the kitchen, or maybe its because of how very simple this one is. Chopped roasted bell pepper might be good in the filling in the future.

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Get the dough ready ahead of time- its mentioned in the recipe below but i also wanted to say a foreword here that it needs to sit in the fridge for a few hours. Just so ya dont get everything out and realise itd take too long for dinner tonight. Speaking of dough, i feel like it could have more flavor added to it. Its bland and although its not part of the tradition of the meal its based off of, cornish meat pasty, it might be nice to add some spices like cumin or black pepper to the flour. 

The meal reheats perfect- wrap in papertowl and put it in the microwave for 30 seconds per pasty.

When picking your potatoes make sure theyre "new" potatoes (baby ones) or whichever potato with the least amount of starch you can get. Its important for it to cook inside the pasty that it not have too much lest it get Mushy Bad.

Another thing about its real-life inspo; Cornish pastys were workers food, stuff you could carry into the mines, stuff thatd reheat well. You could hold the crust with your dirty hands and throw it away once you ate the rest. I always feel partial to these foods. Although I'd still eat the dirty crust.

This recipe earns a solid 8/10 (with 1 being food that makes one physically sick and 10 being food that gives one a lust for life again.) 

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Dough Ingredients:

370g all-purpose flour

1 teaspoon salt

1 teaspoon baking powder

74g vegetable oil

240g warm water

Filling Ingredients:

2 tablespoons(ish) olive oil

1 pound ground beef

2 tablespoons tomato paste

Garlic salt to taste

Ground cumin to taste

Chili powder to taste

Dried oregano to taste

5 cloves garlic, minced

1 white onion, diced

Method:

Combine flour, salt and baking powder.

Add oil and water into mixer with dough hook running at medium speed. Mix for 1 minute, stopping several times to scrape the sides of the bowl.

When mixture comes together and begins to form a ball, decrease mixing speed to low. Continue to mix just until dough is smooth.

Take the dough ball, safely wrap it, and transfer to fridge. Let sit for at minimum 2 hours.

For the meat, get a large skillet, and add some olive oil over medium heat. Add the ground beef and garlic salt, cook until the beef is cooked completely.

Drain the beef and set aside.

In the same pan, add the garlic, onions, cumin, chili powder, oregano, and salt.

Cook until the onions are softened but not brown, 10 to 15 minutes. Re-add the beef and cook over low heat for about 5 more minutes.

Back to the dough, transfer dough from fridge to well-floured work surface. Roll into log and divide into 10 equal portions. 

Preheat oven to 350f.

Form each piece into a ball and flatten each with a rolling pin.

Add a layer of diced potatos down the middle of the pastys. Add the meat filling to each. Fold the sides of the dough up to seal on top in the middle.

Gently turn the pasty on its side and crimp the edge, alternating a braid pattern. Use knife to cut an "X" shaped slit in the top. Repeat for each pasty.

Place the pastys on a greased baking sheet. Lightly coat each pasty with an eggwash using a basting brush.

Cook for about 50 minutes, or until golden brown, and let cool!

[21wanderer]

Benchwarmer

“Are you going to sit there all day, Rick?” the trainer asked his best rugby player, who sat almost motionlessly on the bench. “Yeah, I’m sorry” he replied trying to sound unwell, but not too sick either.

“My stomach has been acting up all day,” he lied trying to get the nosey trainer to leave him alone. He tried his best to look like he really wanted to be here, whilst being too unwell to actually participate. Practice had just started, there was about one and a half hour to go, and the waiting time was making him anxious.

---

He had prepared everything, signed up for an activity before the rugby team arrived to have access to the same locker room, replaced Rick’s water bottle with an identical one, but with the bodysuit serum and an acute laxative added, even made copies of the bathroom key and written the whole meticulous plan down in every detail to make sure nothing was overlooked. But if he thought that slipping on Rick would be a piece of cake, he was sorely mistaken. For all his planning he had forgot to account for the size of the bathrooms.

The bodysuit serum had done his trick by the time he let himself into the bathroom with the unconscious Rick, and he had managed to separate Rick’s head from his body, so he could slip into him, but crammed into the tiny bathroom, that just wouldn’t work.

He needed more time... and space, but he couldn’t risk anybody walking in on him. He carefully unlocked the bathroom door peering into the empty locker room. He had an idea, hopefully it would work, he obviously couldn’t afford to mess this up.

Rick’s teammates had already called for him, and he had been in the bathroom for almost 15 minutes, he needed to get out there, before they became suspicious.

Jolting out of the bathroom, he headed straight for Rick’s bag and rugby gear, from the bag he pulled out Rick’s sub suit as well as his socks and boots. He retreated to the bathroom with it, and it was much easier to pull on. The baggy suit would be the best way for him to hide his body, whilst he pretended to be Rick.

He slipped into the slightly amorphous suit, zipping everything, then quickly pulled on Rick’s socks and boots. The socks obviously hadn’t been washed since last practice, but he didn’t mind at all. That aroma would belong to him soon enough. He then grabbed Rick’s lifeless face and slipped it on, and he needed to do it quickly. Plunging his head into the hollow throat, he soon found the eye-holes and from there, he could begin to adjust the mask, making sure eyes, nose, mouth and ears all were aligned properly.

From any outside perspective he looked exactly like Rick, and as long as he kept the suit on, nobody would know. Checking if the coast was clear again, the Rick-imposter left the bathroom. He stuffed the headless Rick-suit into a locker and locked it, he would have to retrieve it after the game. He checked himself one last time in the mirror, the face was animate, Rick’s charismatic face moved as if it was his own. But he did not feel safe yet, if anybody saw the unfit body underneath…

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With everything securely zipped, he made his way to the field outside, but headed straight for the benches. Now all he had to was to be patient and wait, it would be so worth it, once the waiting time was over. And although he was nervous, it did feel good to finally be in the position, where people saw him as Rick, being dressed in his clothes, seeing the world through his eyes. Soon the rest of the athlete’s body and life would be his. He just needed for practice to end, and for everybody to go home. Then he could take the final step.

[rainbow-femme]

Rewatching the animated Beauty and the Beast

-Right off the bat the thing in the opening that gets me is not the possible age implication but the fact that this prince is opening his own doors and to people he’s not expecting. You’re lucky it was just an enchantress looking to test the purity of your heart and not an assassin. Just power posing with the door fully open, no guards, going “Oh hey it’s someone I don’t know! I’m going to have a conversation with them alone” before god and everybody. Of course you got cursed, your guards should have rugby tackled her before she could get her wand out

-I never liked Maurice as a kid and I still don’t. Like he’s not bad he’s just annoying to me every time he’s on screen. The wind blows and he’s dying on the side of a cliff somewhere

-It is never not funny to me that Belle promises to stay in the castle forever and then just leaves three hours later

-I love Gaston having his whole “I’m going to get Belle’s father locked up so she marries me” scheme and then she’s fully just not remotely near the town. He’s living in a high stakes drama and she’s clapping along to dancing tea cups

-Hey when Maurice goes to look for Belle he grabs a bunch of rolled up pieces of paper and protractor. Is the idea that he’s just gonna invent and build something while actively walking? Sir you spent 6 hours in a dungeon and nearly died of being in a dungeon disease, you can’t help yourself out of a wet paper bag much less get your daughter out of anywhere with an invention you made out of rocks and sticks while clawing your way through the woods because you’re dying again

-But it is funny to imagine this revolving door of Maurice and Belle trading themselves for the other until the beast is just like “hey if I let you both leave will you promise to never come back”

-Belle is such a dick at the beginning it’s so funny. “Oh there’s one place in this giant castle I can’t go? I bet he’s hiding all the really cool stuff in there and I’m going to ignore his wishes and that of the staff. Oh no, consequences, the guy who said not to come here is upset I came here! Who could have foreseen this!”

-Like it’s not bad writing, it’s her character arc that she was mainly focused on herself and her interests and pretty judgemental of people who weren’t like her, so her disrespecting someone’s boundaries because she want to sets up something she grows from, and she learns to connect with someone else on their level even if that person is different from her and she learns that people are more than their surface appearance and even an angry beast has depths if you actually get to know them and see their view of the world, and connecting with people who are different from you enriches your life. Which is why when the townsfolk later try to kill the beast because he’s different we see she’s now understood the danger of that way of thinking and is horrified

-But that’s such a funny thing to do just immediately upon entering a castle owned by a big scary beast. Day one hour one she’s like “oh boy I know where I wanna go!”

-I don’t want to be a CinemaSins and point out how improbable it is that Belle got a giant unconscious beast onto her horse when he would be hundreds of pounds. But I do want to see the scene of her doing it. I’m picturing the horse sorta laying down and the beast is on the ground like a sack of potatoes and Belle has her back against him and is pushing with her legs to try and roll him over. Or she’s got her shoulder against him and is trying to push that way but her feet keep slipping in the snow

-Oh my god I forgot they told her about the library before the beast “gives” it to her. She was already allowed to go in there and knew it existed, “giving” someone a room they had full knowledge of and access to is very funny

-But you know what if he’s the kind of guy who thinks that will work and she’s the kind of girl it works on then they’re perfect for each other. Just two people with zero social skills bumbling around a castle together, making weird decisions and the other is like “wow they’re so cute and normal”

-I love the sweeping faux crane shot during the ballroom dance. Over 30 years later and that shit still slaps, more animated movies need to act like they’re being shot and edited like live action

-Maurice really can find a way to immediately die in any situation. When he’s at home he’s fine but the second he leaves the town border he develops tuberculosis and begins losing all function in his limbs

-I’m going to be honest with you guys, I’ve seen various versions of Beauty and the Beast and every time it’s the letting Belle go scene I have the same thought: I absolutely would not have read that social interaction correctly, I would have been fully under the impression we were all aware I was running an errand and coming back later. Because if I’m Belle, and I can live in the cool castle with a friend and people who are nice to me or a town I specifically stated not liking filled with a guy who is pushy and makes me uncomfortable and people who are mean to me and zero friends, I would not have been like “oh thank god I can finally go back!”

-“You should go to him. I release you, you are no longer my prisoner” See to me that reads “We are friends and I am removing this technicality between us so you can go run out and do something that is clearly important to you.” I would not have picked up on everyone in the castle thinking I was leaving forever. I’d just show up two hours later like “boy, it’s been a day, huh?” and the beast is just laying face down on the floor in his room listening to a sad boy playlist

-But the beast is clearly part dog so I guess it’s a normal reaction for him to have

-I don’t want to victim blame, but if you have a sick dad and are equidistant between “castle where everyone likes you” and “town where everyone is mean to you” and your dying father can be cured by a nap, I feel like it’s a bit on you if bad things continue to happen in the Bad Things Happen To Me town

-Not saying she should have anticipated a mob coming to incarcerate her father but I do feel like it would be expected that the people who have been mean to you and your dad would continue to be mean to you and your dad in the Everyone Is Mean To You and Your Dad town

-Because if the forced incarceration hadn’t been an issue, they would have gone to town the next day and someone would go “Hey Belle, your dad said you were kidnapped by a beast.” And everyone would point and laugh and he’d start waving his arms and going “It was the biggest beast you ever saw! 18 feet tall and claws bigger than my head!” and people would probably suggest that the guy they all call Crazy Old Maurice may be crazy and Belle would need to prove he wasn’t. I just don’t think we would have ended up with much of a different situation in any timeline that involves going back to the town

-Ok. So. If I live in a town. And I find out there is a beast within walking distance that is sentient enough to take villagers prisoner. And this guy is like “yeah he took me and my daughter prisoner, he’s terrifying!” I’m not saying I would have been part of the mob but I do think I would be worried about there being a beast and two people he previously kept prisoner living next door. And her saying “no he’s actually very sweet” would sound like those people with exotic pets who get their faces eaten by their pet tiger. Like yes they’re wrong but Belle also thought he was scary and violent until she’d been there a number of hours. I feel like if instead of giving herself up she went to town and asked for help and they created a mob to get her father back she would not have been against the idea so it’s not wholly their fault for having the same idea

-“Is it dangerous?” “No, no, he’d never hurt anyone” Every owner of a dog who wants to bite you so so bad

-So when Belle and her father are alone she is clearly telling him that the beast let her go and is kind. When asked about the beast by the town, Maurice starts yelling about how he’s the most terrifying monster in the world. Belle has to show the beast to back up her father’s claims to try and save him for the second? third? time. And then they’re locked up and she says “this is all my fault” and this man does not for a second contradict her or take blame at all. “Yeah I can’t believe you specifically caused this mess.”

“We won’t rest until he’s good and deceased.” I know there are only so many words that rhyme with beast but that’s such a funny line in a bloodlust song. I will not rest until this animal has been declared legally dead by the state

-“We will fight even though the danger just increased” I’m obsessed with all the words they had to use to rhyme with beast

-It’s so funny that this is canonically France and he is canonically a prince. They didn’t make him a duke or a lord he is directly related to the royal family and in the line of succession. Likely not the dauphin because they wouldn’t have sent him to run a castle in the countryside away from the center of politics so probably a younger son but still, this guy is part of the royal family. They didn’t have to explicitly state this is France but they do, and they reference the baroque period so it’s after the construction of Versailles. The beast is actively being stabbed to death while sentient furniture watches and at the same time his family are canonically pissing on the walls and floors of their own home

-Oh my god the beast is brooding on a chaise. Did he drag it over to the window just so he could dramatically sit on his chaise and stare longingly out at the rain? Absolute break up mood

-He’s also in a different outfit that isn’t the fancy one or his every day one, he went and changed into a breakup outfit. Important to note the breakup outfit includes a cape and what he was previously wearing did not. He chose to put on a cape as part of his breakup outfit

-So Gaston points his arrow at the beast. The beast acknowledges it then looks away. Gaston then fires and hits him and he reacts all surprised and angry that it hurt like my dude you let him shoot you with an arrow, what did you think that experience would be

-It is so wild that Gaston assumes the beast is in love with Belle. Like yeah he’s right but what a wild assumption to make when you’re not even sure this thing comprehends human speech. Again my thought would be he’s attached to her like a dog is attached to its owner, I would not see a big furry animal and be like “this thing is fully sentient and feels romantic attraction to human women”. Yeah he’s wearing clothes but still that feels like a leap. Pointing at a dog in a sweater following its owner and yelling “You’re in love with her, aren’t you?”

-The beast’s arc is partly him controlling his temper, and we see him want to kill Gaston but controls himself and lets him go, immediately resulting in his own death. Gotta be honest I feel like less self control would have been helpful in that specific scenario

-I didn’t remember the blood spray after the beast is stabbed followed by the stab wound bleeding a good amount of blood. Are there other Disney princess movies with onscreen blood? I think in Mulan we see blood oozing out through clothes from an injury but that’s the only other one I can think of. Eugene gets pretty bloodlessly stabbed

-Best scene in the movie: The beast floats up in the air, actively transforms into a human in front of Belle, stands up, says “Belle, it’s me!” She then squints at him, touches his hair a bit, squints at his face, and when she recognizes his eyes she goes “It is you!” Ma’am what the hell else did you think was happening. If you didn’t recognize his eyes would you have just been like “Hmmm I dunno…”

-Ok so at the end there is an entire royal court watching them dance. Again I don’t want to be a CinemaSins I just want to see the missing scene. Like did he explain what happened to him? If yes then again I want to see that conversation of him explaining to his family how he was literally transformed into a literal beast for the last ten years and they had no idea this was happening to their family member. If no, imagine just going back to being a prince after 10 years as a beast and you just have to pretend like everything has been normal this whole time. I want a sequel that’s just the human beast reintegrating not only back into society but French royal society, which was notorious for having some of the most intricate and complicated social etiquette in all of Europe

-The final shot is a stained glass window of them with a prominent rose. Now in the original he had a whole rose garden he was very attached to, so that makes sense. But I feel like this beast specifically would have only negative connotations with roses and that window would probably be seen as a little tasteless given the circumstances. “It’s a rose! You know, the physical manifestation of a curse that was clearly quite upsetting for you for nine years and roughly 360 days, reminding you daily of your flaws! Isn’t that fun?”

“Original score by Alan Menken” Look up his IMDB, if you live in at least the US this man has written the score to your entire life

[firefly--bright]

Reiner Braun modern headcanons!!!

a/n : the jean one I did did pretty well as a post, so I decided to do for my babygirl too (19 yr old war criminal) :)

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• loves animals. TO DEATH like if he sees any stray puppies or kitties, he will rescue them immediately. he'll pull over just to get out of the car and save the babes

• piggybacking off of that, he's also a foster dad for these pets. like he'd take them in. he has two cats and they're kind of on the old side (because he felt bad just leaving them at the shelter), one of them has grey and white fur and he's named her McFlurry (yes) and the other one is actually a cat you and him adopted together - an orange tabby that the two of you named calcifer (from howls moving castle :) )

• used to play like all sports during his entire academic life. he's played so many sports at this point like you'd think you know a niche sport that you didn't think he'd know the name of? he's played it. even rugby.

• hates the way his nose looks, but starts loving it more after you develop a habit of tracing the contours of his nose with your thumb (it makes him sleep too)

• loves to cook! he'd make any experimental recipies that he found from an obscure source on Pinterest. it almost always turns out good but if it doesn't then he tweaks it up until it tastes good.

• like jean, he's kind of not really into physical touch at first, but the more you show it, the more he falls in love with your touch.

• extroverted introvert. feels the need to be nice and be friends with everyone (literally knows everyone you've ever bumped into) but he prefers to stay in and not talk instead. he's glad he gets to sit in silence with you because he feels fully comfortable with that.

• strangers to friends to lovers typa guy (I have a fanfic idea for this but I'm too lazy to write it), like he's seen you before and because he feels the need to know everyone's names and stuff, he decides to befriend you. he's not boisterous or cocky or overconfident, he's actually really nice and down to earth. you start getting closer, he starts working at the same place you work at, which brings you even closer and he falls in love

• and he falls HARD like. when you ask him if he can remember the one point in time where he realised he was in love with you, he doesn't have an answer, because with him, its kinda like... he fell for you in a collection of moments. like you brushed his hair away from his face and he's like "oh that's nice" and then you gave him a thoughtful gift for his birthday, again, he was like "oh that's...super nice" - just little moments like that made him Realize™

• has a complicated relationship with his mom but they're on okay terms now, like apart from the usual motherly criticisms, they're doing pretty well!

• blushes like a damn tomato. he cannot hide if he's flustered for the life of him.

• he tries to hide it, but he LOVES being pampered. he loves it when you massage his shoulders, he loves it when you put those under eye masks on him, loves it when you draw a bath for him, etc. like at first he feels,,, kind of like a burden when you do those things for him, but he slowly starts to think that maybe, just maybe, he deserves this.

• super patient. if you're having a bad day or something, not only does he immediately take notice, he'll wait for you. he'll ask if you want to talk about it or if you just want him to be there, and if you say you want space, he'll give it to you and wait for you to come to him when you need him.

• he knows how to braid hair because of Gabi. when he was 17, he'd braid gabi's hair into two pigtails whenever she came over to their house for the summer. (he's her favourite cousin and vice versa but both won't admit it to eachother)

• loves to knit!!!!! his ideal date is literally just cozying up on the couch with some blankets and hot chocolate or soup and just. knitting. if you like knitting or crocheting too then bonus points!

• speaking of knitting, he also wears chunky sweaters that his mom made for him. warm toned, chunky and soft sweaters are literally all his closet is made up of. except in the summers, he wears loose fitting tank tops in the summer heat.

• religious note-taker. if you share a class with him, expect him to furiously take notes at a godly speed every class. and it's not even a messy handwriting, it's actually recognisable letters that are pretty easy to understand. he'd give those notes to anyone who missed class that day.

• people rely on him alot, and at first in highschool he kind of felt pressured by it, but he's grown into that role. he's a gentle leader.

• speaks german. you'll find him speaking in German to Gabi and his mom whenever they call <3

• speaking of calls, he only picks up if it's a loved one calling him. Gabi sometimes calls him just to annoy him after her school day is over and she's just roaming around the house. at this point Reiner knows all the gossip in gabi's middle school, being super attentive when Gabi talks about her school. like he knows ALL the lore.

• loves watching those relaxing vlogs. like those cooking vlogs with nice music in the background and captions instead of voiceovers. he loves those.

• has prescription glasses only for reading <3

• overthinks so hard. like even if he goes out of his way to talk to and know people more, he hates the after-conversation anxiety that comes with it.

• when he kisses you, he kinda hugs you. like his hands aren't on your waist, they kinda wrap around your back and shoulder and his hands are spread out so that he feels more of your skin.

• loves calling you dove or angel, cause that's exactly what you are to him.

• talks with his hands, very expressive with his conversations. it's very easy to know when he's uncomfortable/doesn't like someone he's talking to when his hands are crossed over his chest.

• he writes. like journals all his feelings out. just like his note-taking, he's very on routine about it. every night, or every other night, he'd sit down at his desk and use the pen he's kept especially for this journal, and describe the day in detail. it helps him alot :)

• he kinda does this small little,,, soft exhale when he smiles. like his lips don't quirk up fully, but you know he's smiling because of that small sound.

• full bellied laughter kinda guy. you crack a terrible joke and he starts out letting a small tiny laugh at it and then it turns into a chuckle and then the next thing you know, he's clutching his stomach and wiping the tears from the corner of his eye because he's laughing so much. which is so ???? you tell him it wasn't even that funny but to him it very much Was.

• his reactions are SOOOO funny. like you're telling him a story and he'll have visible reactions to it. he'll cover his mouth with his hand if he gasps, put his hand on his chest in surprise, scrunches his nose in disgust - like he literally cannot hide his emotions.

• likes jazz and classical music. no I will not elaborate.

• can't Instagram. he uses emojis unironically. he has one (1) post and it's you and him together, eating ramen from the same bowl (a pic that bert took to send to porco)

• even if he doesn't use Instagram that often, he'll always check if you posted. if you've posted something then he will make it his personal priority to spam comment the heart eye emojis. your entire comment section is Reiner sending 🥰🥰🥰 and 😘😘😘 and 😍😍 and all the diff coloured hearts.

• loves taking pics of you against the sunlight or like. infront of a beautiful scenery. he likes taking goofy candid pictures too, but the ones where you're just being lit up by the sun are his favourite because finally, there's an actual accurate picture of how he sees you.

• overall, the Reiner I have in my head in a modern a.u. is incredibly soft and will dance with you in the living room in the dark with no music playing because that's how in love with you he is.

[heehoonieluvs]

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Sunghoon x reader

Angst, slight fluff

The way that the members are depicted in this story has nothing to do with how they really are or how I feel they are. It is all solely for the storyline so please bear that in mind 🫶

I would also like to add that I know literally nothing about rugby 😁

Summary: Sunghoon was notorious for being cold-hearted to everyone and he’s aware of how many girls at school are dying to melt his frozen heart. Surely nothing would change once Sunoo introduces his friend to the boys

Heeseung is in his final year, 02z are in their 3rd year, Sunoo & Y/N are in their 2nd, and Jungwon & Niki are in their 1st

F/N = female name

Warnings: cursing, slight violence, name calling, gaslighting (please let me know if I need to add any more 🤍)

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It was just like any other day at Hybe Academy and the 7 boys known as Enhypen were making their way to their lectures. The high-pitched squeals of girls asking how their day was or if they were free to “hang out” was nothing new to them.

Don’t get it wrong though. They never asked for all of this attention but being the top players of the school’s rugby team, they were bound to attract the eyes of the girls, as well as the odd few envious eyes from the guys.

The 7 boys were a tight knit group ever since they were little. Their parents were great friends and wanted their children to all get along just like they did. Heeseung being the oldest, was extremely protective of all of them and provided them with an older brother figure to guide them through everything. And once the youngest of the group Niki was born, they finally felt that they were complete.

They have been inseparable since day one and nothing was going to change that. Yes the odd few girlfriends would come and go but they never lasted more than a few weeks. But it didn’t matter to them when it came to relationships because at the end of the day, they would always have each other.

Out of all of them, Sunghoon was by far the coldest one. Of course he wasn’t like that around his friends but once the popularity started to build up, so did his walls. You see, Sunghoon was naturally introverted and any hated attention on him. It made him feel so crowded as if he was some kind of show animal.

His mysterious personality paired with his god-like visuals only pushed for girls to want to win his heart over. And trust me, they were persistent. Especially the captain of the cheerleading team F/N who just so happened to be in the same year as the 02s.

Every rugby practice would end with F/N clinging onto his arm and asking if he wanted to join her for whatever party was going on that week. Of course Sunghoon would decline every time with a scowl on his face as he could see through her act.

F/N was a pretty girl but she had been trying to weave her way into the group for ages. Was it for popularity? Was it just to brag? Who knows? And who cares? Certainly not them.

F/N had already tried to suck up to Jay and Jake but there was no going through them. So she went to her final target because why not kill two birds with one stone? She could be apart of their group AND say she was the girlfriend of the ice prince. Nothing was going to stop her and no one would dare to.

Time skip

It was finally time for lunch and everyone slowly started to filter into the cafeteria. At the moment the boys, apart from Sunoo, were sat at their designated table having a catch up on their day and planning on who’s house they were going to hang out at after school.

“Has anyone seen Sunoo hyung?” Jungwon asked.

“He’s probably busy in the library or something. He did mention that there was a partner project coming up so he’s probably sorting that out.” Jay responded

“Hey Sunoo hyung!!!”

The whole cafeteria quickly turned to their table after Niki shouted across to his friend.

Heeseung chuckled “Talk about a grand entrance or what”

Sunoo walked over with his head down after feeling embarrassed by the youngest member. “Could’ve been more obvious you know Niki”

“Sorry hyung. I was just so scared that you weren’t in our presence and just felt so relieved that you’re alive!” Niki exclaimed with a hand on his heart

With a roll of his eyes at Niki’s dramatic answer, Sunoo explained “I was just having a conversation with Y/N. We’ve been partnered up together for this project and had to sort out when we could meet up.”

Niki’s eyes widened “Y/N?! She was the one that helped me and Jungwon hyung find a lecture hall in our first week. You should bring her here when you meet up Sunoo hyung. She was so nice and I never got to properly thank her”

At this Sunghoon, who had peacefully been savouring his tiramisu, couldn’t help but scoff at what Niki said.

“Really Niki? She’s probably just like every other girl just trying to get our attention. She probably knew that you two were close to us and put up a cute act to make it seem like she’s doing it out of the kindness of her heart.”

His comment caused a sudden feeling of overprotectiveness to come up in Sunoo.

“Yah don’t talk about her like that! Y/N is the most genuine person ever and we’re great friends actually. She’s been helping me a lot since we started here but I never brought her up because I knew you’d react like this”

The members were startled at Sunoo’s outburst as it was the first time he had raised his voice in a serious matter.

Before anything could escalate, Jake stepped in to mediate the conversation and turned to Sunoo “Look, I’m sure Sunghoon didn’t mean to insult your friend like that. You know that he can just say things that sound harsher than he intended”

“But that doesn’t excuse anything. None of you have even properly met her and you jump to conclusions about anyone who shows an act of kindness”

Sunghoon spoke up again “I’m sorry Sunoo. I know we can be harsh when it comes to letting new people in but we’ve been fucked over way too many times and I don’t want you to end up getting hurt again”

Sunoo understood where he was coming from. Throughout his life, people had taken advantage of his kindness and used him as a stepping stone to gain the attention of his older friends. But he knew you were different. You never once diverted the topic of the conversation to his friends or remotely showed any sort of interest in getting to know them.

“I get that but I’m telling you that Y/N is not like everyone else. I know it’s what everyone says but I’m being serious about this”

Heeseung spoke up and said “You know what, maybe we shouldn’t be so stuck up and let Y/N sit with us next time. She seems to be someone that you trust a lot Sunoo so there’s no harm in her sticking with you”

Both Sunoo and Niki cheered at their hyung and happily carried on eating their lunch. But Sunghoon still couldn’t help but feel slightly wary about you.

The next day

Y/N’s POV:

“Hey Y/N!”

I turned around with a smile on my face and was met with Sunoo making his way towards me. Sunoo and I became very close since first term where he turned up late to a lecture and took the empty space next to me. His bright smile and bubbly personality always made my day better and it turned out that we had similar interests.

One of our favourite things to do together was to rant about the unbearable cheerleading captain from the year above. Her fake, high pitched voice pierced through our ears every time she found an attractive guy come within her vicinity.

“Omg Sunooo! Where is Hoonie?!? I’ve been looking all over for him and he’s no where to be found! I’m planning for my birthday party in a month and I need him so we can match our outfits” F/N shrieked as she grabbed onto him whilst completely ignoring my presence.

“For fuck sake F/N. First of all, don’t call Sunghoon hyung Hoonie, it’s disgusting and he hates it. Second of all, when will you take the hint that he wants nothing to do with you?” Sunoo snapped back

“Well for your information, Hoonie is just playing hard to get. I know likes the thrill of having the most gorgeous girl of this school chasing after him but he knows at the end of the day, we’re perfect for each other.”

I don’t think I’ve ever had a stronger urge to throw up after hearing her cringy words. I could tell that Sunoo was having none of it from his side eye directed towards F/N. Seeing the obvious look of disgust, I couldn’t help but slightly chuckle at him. Only then did F/N finally acknowledge me with a glare.

“What are you laughing at? You’re just one of those sad losers that try so desperately for any guy to even look in your direction. That’s probably why you stick around with Sunoo isn’t it? You just want to be one of us so bad don’t you” F/N got in my face and started taunting me.

Sunoo was ready to go and roast her like a turkey on Thanksgiving but I quickly responded “One of you? From what it seems F/N, you seem to paint the perfect description of yourself. You know, the desperate puppy chasing her precious Hoonie who wants nothing more than to send you off to a shelter. But I can see that you’re not the brightest and can’t comprehend logic very well so let me spell it out for you. I want absolutely nothing to do with you or Sunoo’s friends. I stick with Sunoo because I care about him and we get along well. Obviously you wouldn’t understand that concept since the people that leech onto you are just your minions that use you to their advantage with the cheer team.”

I could sense Sunoo silently hyping me up from behind, but what can I say? He taught me well.

F/N’s face turned red and she screamed back “HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT YOU BITCH! You’re just jealous of me aren’t you? You’re salty that you thought you could be the cheerleading captain but you’re just shit and excused it as you having an injury! You can’t handle the fact that I have everything you dream of”

“You really think that I’m jealous of you being captain of the cheerleading team? Well I hate to break it to you F/N but I have a life outside of cheer and have moved on. I have people around me that actually care about me but what do you have? Just an obsession with someone who won’t spare you a glance I guess.”

The built up rage in F/N made her raise her hand to slap me but I grabbed her wrist

“Look F/N I don’t want to deal with you ok. You always find a way to get in my face about the most ridiculous shit but I’m sick of it now. I’m not dealing with your bullshit any more”

*School bell rings*

“I’m not finished with you Y/N. You better watch yourself before you regret it” F/N spat as she snatched her wrist away and stormed off.

Other students in the hallway started mumbling about what just happened but I couldn’t care less about what they had to say.

I turned to Sunoo and said sarcastically “Oh so scary! Shiver me timbers 😱”

We both laughed with each other and got ready for our lecture

Time skip

“Hey Y/N, we should probably get started on our project. Why don’t you sit with me and the boys for lunch since I have practice after school?”

“I’m not sure Sunoo. I don’t want to interfere with you guys and after everything that happened this morning with F/N, I’m not exactly interested in having her coming over and causing another scene.”

“No Y/Nie! I swear it will be ok for you to sit with us! They said they don’t mind you eating lunch with us. That’s if you’re comfortable with it though”

“Wait you told them about me?”

“Yeah! They know we’ve been partnered for the project so they won’t bombard you with questions. Also Niki and Jungwon really want to talk to you since you helped them during their first week here.”

Oh I remember those cuties. They were walking around in circles and bickering about which direction to go to in the maths department.

“Ah Niki and Jungwon? I’d love to catch up with them! They’re so cute!”

“But I’m cuter though”

“Of course you are Sunoo”

At the cafeteria

The students looked at me and Sunoo in shock as we both made our way to the boys’ table. I didn’t look at anyone since I knew that I would just be met with envious eyes

What is Y/N doing with them?

I bet she’s just trying to get with one of them

Didn’t she just accuse F/N of doing exactly what she’s doing right now

Well isn’t this fun? I’ve stayed out of drama for my entire time I’ve been here and all of a sudden I’m the centre of the gossip.

“Don’t listen to them Y/Nie. If you want I can roast the shit out of them?” Sunoo whispered

I laughed at his overprotectiveness and responded “It’s ok they’re just finding any way to get some gossip”

We got to the table and Sunoo introduced me to everyone. I was met with charming smiles from everyone. Well, except one.

“Hi Y/N! It’s nice to finally meet you. Sunoo has told us a lot about you” Jay said politely

“Ah hope there was nothing bad” I responded nervously

Jake laughed “No of course not. He’s been going on about how amazing you are and we also heard that you’ve already met Jungwon and Niki”

“Hi noona!” The two younger boys greeted

We all fell into a comfortable conversation as we got to know each other but I could see Sunghoon sitting quietly, sending me the odd glare every now and then.

Heeseung saw as well and spoke up “Sunghoon are you ok? Why don’t you get to know Y/N as well?”

All Sunghoon did was scoff and mumble “Nah I’m good” before getting up abruptly and leaving the cafeteria.

There was a lingering awkward silence before Sunoo reassured me “Don’t mind him Y/Nie. Sunghoon hyung just has a hard time warming up to new people, that’s all.”

I gave him a small smile and thankfully we all carried on our conversation and steered off the awkward moment that just happened.

Time skip

As it turns out, the boys are the sweetest people ever minus Sunghoon and we’ve been hanging out almost every day since. They called me their little sister (ofc older sister for the younger ones but still little in terms of height 😤) and it really did feel like I had a bunch of protective brothers with me.

I’ve been trying to get to know Sunghoon as well, especially since I feel guilty of just turning up in the group out of no where. But I still wanted to respect his boundaries so I never pushed. When I did have the chance to speak to him, they all felt very one-sided on my part as he only responded with short answers before leaving.

For the past few weeks, everyone has been stressing as we all had exams coming up which contributed to 50% of our grade for the year. The older ones were practically living in the library with barely any time to sleep or eat. I knew they felt the most pressure since they were in their final years and the grades that they got now had an impact on if they could graduate or not.

Even though I have exams coming up too, I’ve been a bit more chill since they weren’t as intense. So during my free time at home, I’ve been making lunch for the boys since there’s no way of getting them away from studying if it’s not rugby practice. It’s not much but at least they’re not starving.

I woke up extra early today to make them all some lunch and packed it ready so I could go to the convenient store on the way to school and buy extra snacks.

At the convenient store

I picked out a load of snacks and ramen so the boys could have a bit of energy during their study time. It was mostly just some generic snacks but I still made sure to pick out everything mint choco flavour for Sunoo (aka my favourite person). In the dessert aisle I saw tiramisu and remembered that Sunghoon would eat it for almost every lunch. Hopefully he won’t think I’m some creep 😬 He had still been distant but it was better than him storming away from me every time he sees me.

Time skip to school

Just as the school bell rang, Sunoo and I packed up my things and I quickly brought out his snacks so he could eat some on the way to the library.

“Ah thank you Y/Nie! I actually got you some of your favourite snacks since you’ve been feeding us all so well the past few days”

“Sunoo you didn’t have to thank you so much! This is why you’re my favourite” I smiled at him as we traded snacks

“Of course I am” Sunoo said smugly and flipped his hair before we laughed and went to meet with the others

At the library

The boys greeted the two of us as we arrived and I started handing out the food that I made and snacks. Their faces lit up at the sight of food and they were quick to thank me for it.

As I got around to Sunghoon, I handed him the tiramisu and the boys started to tease him with Niki asking why he got special treatment.

Sunghoon rolled his eyes but I could see a small smile as he thanked me and started to eat.

We spent a few hours studying and every so often we’d have a small break. I felt thirsty so I decided to refill my drink

“Hey Sunoo I’m just going to quickly go to the water fountain, make sure Niki doesn’t try to break my laptop pleaseee”

“Haha of course I can”

The corridors were basically empty at this point so I didn’t have to worry about there being a queue for the water fountain. There were the odd few students who sent me a smile but other than that, it was a quick trip.

Just as I finished filling my bottle, I could hear faint footsteps but I didn’t think anything of it.

“Hey Y/N. Can I quickly talk to you?”

I turned around and there was Sunghoon standing awkwardly and avoiding eye contact with me.

“Sure, is everything alright?”

“Yeah. I just wanted to thank you for taking the time to get food for us”

I was shocked at what he said. Not because he was thanking me, but because he came to talk to me first.

“No worries Sunghoon! I know you guys are stressed and you need to look after yourselves so this was the least I could do” I responded with a bright smile

And if I wasn’t shocked enough, he sent back a shy smile to me. Maybe he doesn’t hate me that much then…

We both made our way back and the rest of the guys were having a small conversation

“Hey Y/N you should come and watch us practice tomorrow” Jake suggested

“Really? I mean I guess it would be nice to see”

“Yeah! I’m gonna show noona that I’m the best player” Niki bragged and the rest of the boys started to playfully argue with each other that they were the best.

At rugby practice

The boys were warming up as I went to find a seat with the best view of them. Unfortunately for me though, I also had a view of the cheer team practicing by the field. The sight of F/N and her minions alone was enough to ruin my mood

Just then, the boys started their practice game and my attention was quickly turned to them. Seeing how well they worked together was truly amazing and it was no wonder why they were the top players in the school.

As I carried on watching them, my eyes couldn’t help but land on Sunghoon every so often. And to my surprise he started to look back at me as well and we’d hold eye contact till I’d try to divert my attention.

Their coach told them to take a break and the boys made their way over to me, where their water was. I told them how well they did and they all smiled and thanked me before jogging back onto the field. But Sunghoon stayed back a bit longer and I could see the gears turning in his head

“Do you think I did well?” He asked

I could feel the blush creeping up my cheeks as I answered him “You did amazing Sunghoon!”

He flashed the brightest smile and I thought at that moment my heart had stopped.

I was so distracted by the beautiful sight in front of me that I couldn’t feel the burning glare aimed towards me from across the field.

The next day

I could barely sleep last night. I still felt giddy about the small interaction with Sunghoon during practice yesterday. But I felt energised at the thought of seeing him again.

Wait what am I thinking?!?

No there’s no way

Do I have a crush on Sunghoon?

I mean if I do, is there anything wrong with that?

All these thoughts clouded my mind at the thought of me liking Sunghoon. But if I say anything or act on it, he might take it the wrong way. Especially since it’s taken time for me to try and build a friendship with him. Maybe I’ll just carry on as usual and not rush things. Then I can make sure that these feelings are genuine and not spontaneous.

At school

The rugby team had a meeting before lunch about their next big game that will take place a few weeks after exams are over. So I was by myself, waiting for Sunoo in the corridor when all of a sudden, I hear this agitating, grating voice (iykyk 😂)

“Oi Y/N”

I really didn’t want to bother engaging with the owner of the voice so I tried blocking her out and walking away

“Hey don’t ignore me you bitch. I need to have a word with you.”

I rolled my eyes and turned towards her

“What do you want F/N?”

“I don’t know who the hell you think you are but you better stay away from my Hoonie. He belongs to me and he doesn’t need to be constantly cornered by a desperate rat.”

“What makes you think he’s yours? Sunghoon and I are clearly just friends and we can actually have conversations together because unlike you, I treat him like a person, not some trophy to be won and shown off for my own pleasure.”

F/N laughed with pity as she snapped back “Really? You guys are friends? Come on Y/N. I know you don’t have any friends of your own which is why you stay with Sunoo all of the time. But I can see through your act. You like Sunghoon don’t you? I could tell from the way you looked like a lovesick puppy yesterday but guess what? He will never like you back because he’s way out of your league and he knows it. Think about it. Why do you think he warmed up to you so quick when you guys barely talked? He doesn’t care about you. He’s playing with you so he can have a bit of entertainment and you were just gullible enough to play into his game. So give up. He’s had his fun messing with you now and it’s time that him and I make our relationship official.”

Her words pierced through me like a knife but I wasn’t going to let her think that she could hurt me.

“Oh give me a break F/N I already said that Sunghoon and I were friends so why does it bother you so much? Is it because he at least looks at me? If you’ve been waiting so long to make your relationship ‘official’ then why hasn’t it happened yet? Just because Sunghoon hasn’t as much as spared you a glance, doesn’t mean you should take your insecurities out onto me.”

Before she could respond, I stormed off and I felt the stinging tears starting to fall. I knew that she said all of those things to purposely hurt me a try to make me back off from the boys. But she doesn’t mean shit to me and there is no way I would take that bitch’s word over theirs.

Time skip

I had finally calmed down before I got ready to meet the boys in the library. Sunoo had called me during lunch to tell me that their coach had bought the team food so I wasn’t able to see them then. The thought of seeing them made me feel slightly better and almost made me forget what F/N had said before.

When I entered the library, I saw everyone but Sunghoon with their work out and their heads down in concentration. I put on the brightest smile I could muster greeted them all, which they returned and started to hand out all of their food.

I looked up from my bag and saw Sunghoon standing stoically as it looked like he paused on his way over. I flashed him a smile, ready to show him the food I had made him but he rolled his eyes and walked away.

Sunoo was the only person that witnessed the encounter and he angrily spat “What the fuck crawled between his ass cheeks?”

I was absolutely stunned by what just happened but I still said “I don’t know but I’ll go talk to him.”

“Do you want me to go with you?” Sunoo asked

“No don’t worry. You guys carry on with what you’re doing” I gave them a quick smile before running out.

“Hey! Sunghoon is everything alright? I’ve bought you some f-”

“Stop Y/N! Why won’t you just leave me alone?” Sunghoon turned to me with a cold look on his face

“I-I’m sorry Sunghoon. I thought you’d be hungry after studying and just wanted to make sure you’re ok” I was at a loss for words with the way he was acting. Tears began to form in my eyes as he stared at me with burning hatred. Did he figure out that I might have feelings for him?

“You know I really thought you were going to be different from the rest of them. And seeing how much Sunoo adored you, I was willing to give you the benefit of the doubt because maybe, just maybe, you were someone we could trust. But I can see it now and I was too blind before. You’re no different to them. You’re just as desperate to try and get in between my brothers and I. And for what? For some dick? I should’ve trusted my instincts from the start but now I see how pathetic you are, thinking you could buy our friendship and try to get in our pants. It’s actually quite funny how ridiculous you are”

I could not believe the words that I was hearing. Did he really see me like this? F/N was really telling me the truth and now I look like a complete fool.

Without thinking, I slapped him across the face. The rage built up inside me after hearing his vile words and my tears started pouring down

“How fucking dare you Park Sunghoon. I did nothing to try and interfere with you and your friends. I decided to be nice to you all and make an effort because Sunoo wanted me to sit at your table. Not once before that did I ever give a flying fuck about you and your friends but seeing how nice the others were, I thought it would be worth the effort for Sunoo’s sake. I truly and deeply care about each and every one about you. Do you really think I’d put in all of this effort trying to get to know you all and wake up early to make sure you guys are fed if my goal was to just sleep with you? That is absolutely disgusting and I refuse to let anyone, especially you talk down to me like that. Before this all happened, we didn’t know shit about each other and now you think I would all of a sudden try to gain your attention now? Well I’m sorry your majesty but you need to pull that stick out of your ass and come back to Earth because surprise surprise, not everyone in this school just wants to fuck you.”

At this point I didn’t care if people were staring at me having a go at him with tears streaming down my face.

“You know, I really thought there was someone sweet under the hard facade you put up but it turns out that you really are just a cold, stuck up bastard. I can’t believe that I thought that I was starting to fall for you. But thank you for waking me from that ridiculous fantasy. Goodbye Sunghoon”

Third person’s POV

Sunghoon was left absolutely speechless the whole time as you walked away. He so desperately wanted to grab you and ask what you meant but he remained still. He really fucked this up didn’t he? He thought he was doing the right thing to protect him and his brothers but seeing how genuinely hurt you were, it was clear that he got the wrong end of the stick. How will he explain to his friends what happened, especially Sunoo.

Wait you liked him? Ah shit. All Sunghoon could think about these days was your adorable smile. The way you remembered the small details about everyone and their favourite things. How you looked at him with the softest eyes during rugby practice. He wanted to let you know how he didn’t mean what he said and that in reality, he fell for you too. But it’s too late and now you hate him.

Well done Sunghoon. You just pushed away another person who really cared for you…

Author’s note: So how are we feeling? 😅 maybe we need a part 2? 🤔😏

Thank you so much for taking the time to read my work I really appreciate it and I hope you enjoyed it

I would also like to reiterate that the way the members (especially Sunghoon) are shown in this fic has no correlation to how they really are or the way they come across to me. I love them all so much 🩵

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part i. part iii.

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it’s easy enough, to hide himself away in the kitchen with you and ignore the rest of the party. how george knows so many people, let alone allows them into his home, is beyond him. several minutes ago he saw someone drinking a pina colada out of an old rugby cup trophy.

animals, the lot of them.

“you’re frowning again,” you point out and he reaches for the whisky behind your shoulder. this time, he doesn’t flinch when he sees that stripe of blue this time, though he does wonder what other colours look like painted across your skin. the faint pink of your blush. the bronze and gold in the stretch of your limbs. the richness of your hair curled just so.

“oh, now you’re really frowning.”

he huffs and turns to face you, his hip pressed into the countertop. maybe direct exposure will lessen the impact.

“where’s jake tonight?”

it’s your turn to frown. “i think you mean josh.”

no, he means jake. he refuses to call the man by his name. he looks like a jake – some dreary character that wears muscle tees and snapbacks. he has a goatee, for god’s sake.

when he does nothing but give you a blank look, you frown and pick at your thumb. “that didn’t really go anywhere,” you shrug. “we weren’t a good match.”

“oh?” he does his best to seem uninterested. the last time he saw the two of you together was during ross' birthday. he knew that ross didn't approve of 'josh', but he wanted his baby sister happy, and that night your laugh was loud and unencumbered. you had looked happy.

matty hated it.

you shrug again and he wonders if you keep up with that little movement of your shoulders if they’ll freeze that way. you've given him more shrugs in the span of one evening than perhaps the entire duration of your knowing one another.

“what was it then?”

“what was what?”

“what led you to believe it wasn’t a good match?”

and for whatever reason, this is the question that sets your face aflame. a loud, violent blush light up your cheeks before spreading down your neck, tripping over the jut of your collarbones. he grins in response, and you scrunch your nose.

“oh, now i must know.”

you give him a look, all flushed skin and angry little eyebrows. “no.”

delighted, he crosses his arms over his chest, his forearms brushing your fingers where you hold your glass. “was he married?”

you look personally affronted by the question. “no, he most certainly was not!”

“was it the goatee?”

you deliberate before answering. “no.”

the goatee certainly played a part, then.

“was he bad in bed?” matty gasps in mock theatrics, enjoying the way you shift from foot to foot, flustered and annoyed with that mesmerizing blush heating your skin. 

you open your mouth to respond and then slam it shut, eyeing your half-empty glass before tipping the liquor back. you eye his glass, too, and curl your fingers around his, guiding his glass to your mouth and downing his drink in one go. it does something interesting to his chest, that, your fingers tucked between his own. the press of your bottom lip just grazed his thumb. his question, it had been in jest, but the way you were furtively looking at him out of the corner of your eye, fingertips tap tap tapping on you empty glass, he –

“i am not discussing this with you, matty.”

oh, and we have a winner. it lights him up inside. not that you were left without satisfaction, of course. but that he - he knew it. he knew it. he knew that josh was a selfish, bumbling, idiot of a man.

“i see,” he nods sagely and set his glass on the countertop, doing his best to flatten his smile.

“you see nothing,” you seethe. your eyes narrow. “stop smiling, you idiot. this isn’t funny.”

“i’m not smiling,” he says, absolutely, one hundred percent, grinning from ear to ear.

“you are, and you’re terrible,” you huff, frown, and look for more liquor.

“i truly don’t understand the big deal,” you mutter to yourself. “what everyone is always going on about. i find the whole thing rather boring.”

and just like that, everything around him screeches to a halt. his thoughts, blissfully silent. the chatter and the music and the laughter of the party around him sound as if it’s coming from underwater. he watches you through a daze as you pour yourself another finger of something golden, hand shaking slightly as you shoot it back, the back of your hand pressed to your lips. the pieces float together slowly at first, your words arranging and rearranging in his mind before he comes to a sudden, startling revelation.

“y/n,” he whispers, horrified. “have you not had good sex?”

you frown at a spot on the countertop. “i am not discussing this with you. now, tell me where george keeps the vodka.”

it’s not the most graceful of subject changes, but he allows it. you prattle on about george's shit taste in alcohol and what he deems "party music" and things of that nature while matty does his best to keep his brain from imploding. it's one thing to be unsatisfied with a partner, quite another thing to never experience pleasure in bed whatsoever. you had said – you said you found it boring? a series of images flicker across his mind – you, in a variety of positions – and none of them inspire boredom. just what kind of people have you been with? what kind of people have you allowed the privilege of seeing you, being with you?

it feels like the worst sort of travesty. one, that unworthy people were ever allowed into your bed. the second, you not experiencing all that you're meant to. a woman such as you, you deserve – well, he thinks you deserve everything and more.

the idea comes to him suddenly, perfectly, absolutely stunning in its clarity.

“we should have sex,” he blurts, and you freeze in the middle of whatever you were saying. literally freeze, your hand held immobile in front of you mid-gesture.

it’s the perfect solution, really. you would have a night of satisfaction. an education, as it were, on all the benefits to be found in good sex. and he would finally, finally, be able to purge you from his system. one night of incredible, mutual pleasure and his mind would finally get over this bizarre fixation. direct exposure, as he theorized earlier, to lessen the impact.

you gape at him. “i beg your pardon?”

he steps closer, mindful that they are at a crowded party, and this is not the sort of thing you yell across a crowded kitchen. “we should have sex, you and i. i believe i could show you a good time.”

you blink at him, your face pale in the light that dances overhead. 

“show me a good time,” you repeat back to him slowly, trying out the words on your tongue. his smile starts to dip on his face. it’s not the – well, it’s not the response he had hoped for, to be sure. you don’t seem to be intrigued by his proposal whatsoever. in fact, you look – you look rather horrified.

“matty, i – “ your big eyes look glassy, muted, a hurt lurking in their depths. you curl your fingers around your elbows, folding in on yourself. “i didn't think you could be more of a dick.”

you barely manage to get the words out before you're brushing past him, slipping from the kitchen to the overcrowded living space, that damned swipe of blue paint on your back the last thing he sees before you disappear into a sea of people.

his heart pounds in his chest, uneasy and unsure, not quite certain where he went wrong. he knows it was a brash decision, perhaps spoken too bluntly, but he always thought of you as a to-the-point type of person. you've always valued – hell, he’s an idiot – you've always valued honesty.

and he hadn’t been honest with you at all.