#and also the fact that i never had to teach the elementary class really helped. i’m too verbose for anyone who isn’t at least B1 in english

[canthelpit0]

Jealous girl

Pairing: Chris x jealous!Reader

Wordcount: 5.1k +

Summary: where a girl from school, that you don’t like, somehow knows Chris. Your school life and private life collide, as you decide to make rash moves to get back at her, and teach her a lesson.

Warnings: smut, jealousy, rich kid!Reader, use of y/n, they’re seniors in HS, marking, possessive!Reader (if u squint), pet names, p in v, filming, creampie, unprotected

(A/N: ik I’ve been doing a lot of rich kid reader, but it’s just sm easier 😭 I'm sorry for any grammar errors, English is not my fist language. also, the song has like barely anything to do with the plot.)

I’ve been friends with the triplets for most of my life. We just click.

I’ve always had a slight crush on Chris, he’s the first one I met.

I was scribbling a drawing in kindergarden, sitting at a table all by myself, when Chris came up to me. He started to talk to me and rant about something, until he declared us friends.

We grew up together, went to the same elementary and middle school. But being a rich kid, my parents wanted me to go to a private high school for better education.

So now I go to a private high school in Boston, while the triplets go to Somerville high school.

At first I really didn’t want to go, since it was a private school with uniforms and all. But my parents weren’t letting up, and even threatened to send me to a boarding school in Switzerland.

So I reluctantly agreed.

There was this girl, Eva. Your basic blonde girl with green eyes.

Now, I never liked Eva’s friend, but that was years ago, and I don’t think they’re even friends anymore.

Anyway, me and Eva share the same AP European history class.

We don’t talk a lot though.

★ ★ ★

I walk down the hallway making my way towards the door. Today was a draining day and all I wanted to do was go home and sleep.

But I have homework and-

My thoughts are cut off as I stop in my track raising an eyebrow. There was chris, standing in front of the main entrance of the school.

“Y/n?” He asks excitedly. It’s like my brain pauses for a moment.

“Chris?” I ask back.

At this point I hadn’t seen Chris or his brothers in a month or so. I was too busy studying and they were busy with lacrosse.

I live in Boston at the border to Somerville. And Chris lives in Somerville. But my school is 40 minutes away from his by car.

He opens his arms and I gladly hug him. I sigh as we embrace, my eyes closing briefly.

“Why are you here?” I ask. After all, Chris, to my knowledge didn’t have a drivers license and no reason to be here.

“Well, you know Eva? Well I gave her my jacket a week ago and I came to pick it up since she goes to your school-“ He rants, his words come out fast and jumbled by how excited he is to see me.

“How do you know Eva?” The words come out sassy. And honestly if i wasn’t hyper aware of the fact that we’re on school grounds I’d slip in a swear word.

“Well a week ago I was out in Boston shopping with Matt and Nick and this girl came up to me asking for my jacket since she was cold. Just out of nowhere” he starts to rant again, but I don’t even have half the mind to interrupt him.

After all, this felt like two of my separate worlds were colliding. And I didn’t like it one bit. He didn’t seem to dislike her like I did, wich only made me despise her more.

“And you gave it to her? A stranger?” I raise an eyebrow a huff leaving my lips.

I sound more sassy than I intend to, but I can’t help it.

Students walk past us slowly. Being in a private school most people loved it here. They weren’t pushing to leave.

We stand at the side of the main entry, still inside.

“Yeah. She asked for it” he sasses back, matching my attitude. Yet his smile stays big on his face and I could tell he wasn’t serious.

“What if she stole it?” I roll my eyes looking back up at Chris who had a few inches on me.

“That’s what I said too.” He agrees dramatically. “So she offered to give me her snap and told me she’d give it back to me next opportunity she got.”

That seems a bit dumb to me. She’s rich, she could just buy a new jacket if she’s outside and cold.

“You’ve been talking?” I question. I cringe slightly at the jealous tone lacing my words but Chris doesn’t seem to pick up on it.

“Yeah” he chirps back happily.

Oh so now they were snapping too?

He sticks out like a sore thumb. The way he carries himself, the way he smiles and acts, is just a dead giveaway that he does not go to a private school. Let alone, the fact that he’d not wearing a uniform like everyone else walking out right now.

Some people give us weird looks, but most don’t even care.

I purse my lips, if my day hadn’t been bad already, it was definitely ruined now.

The problem wasn’t that he had friends, other than me. But the fact that I knew her and knew how much of a Bitch she is, and how he can’t realize that.

The fact that he knew that she goes to my school, and that i probably know her, But didn’t even bother to mention it to me.

“You know what class she has right now?” He asks me. He actually has the nerve to.

“No.” I roll my eyes. Honestly I couldn’t care less. I only share that one class with her.

I turn on my heel to walk away, but before I can he grabs my elbow pulling me back slightly.

“Please don’t leave?” He asks sweetly.

I huff yanking my arm out of his grasp. Sure it could be awkward standing in front of the main door, obviously not going to this school looking like a lost puppy. But it’s Chris, he’ll survive.

“Chris, I have shit to do”

that’s a lie. I don’t have anything planned today. I just wanted to go home and sleep.

“Pretty please??” I huff turning back around. I stand next to him, my arms crossed as I scan the people leaving the building.

“Cute uniform you got there.” He says licking his lips slightly as he looks over my body.

I was wearing the green plaid skirt. And a basic white, collared button down. Along with the schools signature green cardigan and the tie.

I had so many layers on it was crazy. Since it was a more chilly day in Boston I had my tights on, but under the tights I had Thermo leggings on to keep me warm.

Honestly if people at public schools think the dress code is strict they should go to a private school for a day.

Once three buttons from the top of my collared shirt were unbuttoned and I was dress coded for it.

Atleast the skirt wasn’t horrendously long.

It could still be considered a mini skirt if you squint.

“You say that every time you see me in it” I scoff. I can’t help the fact I’m being sassy, I’m just in a horrible mood.

“I mean it.” He answers.

But before i can respond I hear an annoying voice from in front of me. “Hey Chris.” I turn my head to look at Eva.

The bitch is smiling wide. She was wearing the khaki skirt and the navy blazer with the black tights.

I purse my lips. God I wish I could dress however I want to for school.

“Hi Eva.” Chris greets her with a hug.

I physically try to hold back a scowl. They talk about something and I drown Out Eva’s pitched, bitchy tone.

Of corse Chris wouldn’t pick up on the flirting. But I see the way she smiles at him. The way her eyes trail over his face and linger at his lips for too long.

And I don’t know why I’m getting all territorial, but I guess I’m scared that Chris won’t have time to hang out anymore if he starts dating.

Either that or I just know how much of a bitch she is and I could treat him better than she ever could.

“Y/n this is Eva, Eva this is y/n” Chris makes us shake hands. He introduces us like we don’t know each other.

She chuckles at the silly gesture. She doesn’t hate me and I don’t hate her either. I just don’t like her, and the way she acts.

I’m rich, sure. And I’m more wealthy then her, but atleast I don’t act like a brat.

We start to walk, with them chatting, and me just trailing behind them.

We get to Eva’s car, she’d said something about driving him home or something. Does this girl know he lives like more than 40 minutes away?

My skin crawls at the thought of them being together in her car for that long. All alone.

“Chris come here” I wave him over for a second. Eva doesn’t question it instead going on her phone.

He walks over to me. I grab him by the shoulder to pull him down as I whisper in his ear. “You always pick the worst people to befriend.”

I let go of him. He groans rolling his eyes. His past two friendships with girls he befriended had ended horribly. But it was so predictable.

“Y/n/n. Come on” he scoffs. I turn to walk away to my own car to drive home.

Until he grabs my arm again pulling me back. “Can we talk.” He mumbles his arms wrapping a round my torso his chest pressed against my back.

“Not now.” I huff pushing myself off of him slightly. He wasn’t holding me tightly so I get out of his grip fairly easily.

“Y/n” he huffs.

“Don’t start.” I sass at him. I clench my jaw. I feel disappointed but not surprised. Eva wasn’t the type to show guys she’s interested in just how bitchy she really is.

“I gotta go, have fun.” I smile at him sarcastically. I let my smile drop as fast as it had appeared finally walking away from them.

But when I glance over my shoulder he’s already standing next to her smiling down at her.

★ ★ ★

The whole week after she found out I knew him, she’d constantly call him, and be around me and tell me stuff about him as if I didn’t know.

She’d sho me pictures of them together, she’d tell me jokes that I’ve heard before.

It was just the same old recycled bullshit.

He’d told her that we’ve known each other for basically forever. Why the hell was she talking to me like I didn’t know him?

That weekend I went over to the triplets house like I usually do, ready to sleepover.

I was in nicks bedroom talking to him.

“God, Chris always has terrible friends. And he needs to stop talking to everyone he sees.” Nick says with an eye roll.

This was our weekly complaining session.

“I know right, he befriended some girl from my school-“ I’m cut off by Nick.

“Eva?” I nod.

“I met her a few days ago and she’s so annoying.” He agrees slapping my arm a few times as he gets worked up.

“Right.” I scoff agreeing with him.

“And she totally has a thing for Chris.” He rolls his eyes hard.

I purse my lips. Good to know that I’m not delusional and that someone else sees it too.

After that the conversation topic shifts until Nick is ranting about some random TikTok song, and about how it’s obviously written to go TikTok viral and whatnot.

★ ★ ★

“Where are you gonna sleep tonight?” Nick asks, lying flat on his back, on his bed.

I slept over almost every weekend. And usually I’d rotate between whose bed space I’ll take up.

It is Friday, I always come over Friday after school. And then I stay until Sunday. And Sunday afternoon I go back home.

I always stay over on the weekends unless I have like an upcoming exam or something.

“Uhm.” I pause. I should sleep in Matt’s room tonight. But I want to talk with Chris more.

“Chris” I state. Nick doesn’t even question it.

The last time I’d slept over was over a month ago. and while sure, we did hang out in the past month, I spent all my weekends studying.

Nick had no mind to question me. He couldn’t care less. I could tell he’d missed me, and knowing I was sleeping over was comforting no matter where I slept.

We talk for a bit more until I stand up and pick up my overnight bag. I hug Nick and tell him I’m gonna head to Chris’ room.

We really need to talk about making good friends, and who to not befriend.

Because it keeps happening that Chris will pick out the shittiest people to befriend. And god it’s so irritating having to listen to him complain after they ‘betray’ him.

I walk upstairs to Chris’ room and unceremoniously swing the door open.

Once the door opens I’m immediately greeted with the sight of the pale pink LED’s on. There he was laying on his bed laying ON his side his phone up to his face.

“Oh hi y/n” he smiles at me briefly before going back to staring at his phone.

Chris usually called me any nickname under the sun before calling me my actual name.

Eva’s piercing voice echos out of the phone speakers making my expression sour immediately.

“Hi y/n” she says loudly. I can’t help the eye roll.

“Chris.” I hiss under my breath my eyes narrowed in a glare. He glances back at me his lips pursing in mild annoyance.

He tells her he’s got to go and that he’ll call her back. Chris then hangs up, slightly sitting up, his back pressed against his head bored.

I walk in fully, now closing the door behind me.

I put my overnight bag on his desk.

“I think she likes you.” I say simply my lips tugged into a straight line.

He huffs a laugh as if he thinks I’m joking.

I look over my shoulder, observing the grey sweatpants and white wife beater combo.

He crossed his arms staring back at me.

“I’m dead serious.” I say flatly. “Ever since she found out that I know you, she’s been coming to me in breaks and talking about you like I give a fuck.”

He poked his tongue into his cheek his expression falling flat “you’re serious?” He asks his voice painfully monotone.

“Of corse you didn’t realize” I roll my eyes turning back to look at my backpack.

“Whatever” I roll my eyes. I grab my make up bag that I always had in his room and I walk out the room to the bathroom to take off my make up.

After a few minutes I come back to see him on his phone again.

“Shit you’re right.”

Chris breathes out not even looking at me just saying that. He was going through previous messages only now seeing the underlying flirtation in her choice of words.

I raise my eyebrow at him before it registers what he is saying.

“I know” I say simply.

“How do I let her down slowly?” He asks his eyes finally going up to meet mine. His blue eyes only seem more exaggerated under the pink LED lights.

Before walking away from the door I lock it, he sends me a questioning glance but ultimately doesn’t say anything.

“You know, like how do I tell her I’m not interested, without saying that?” He adds still looking at me.

I walk up to the side of his bed.

I then roll my eyes getting on the bed. I sit next to him my back against the headboard as well.

We’re both quiet, the air in the room thickening. I can practically feel my skin burning up.

“How about you make a bold statement?” I break the silence after a moment.

Before he can respond I turn and get on his lap. My eyes are dark as I Simply sit on his thighs.

His hands go to my waist out of instinct. My arms wrapping around his neck.

He huffs out a breath his cheeks tinted a slight red. “What? you wanna make a sex tape or something?” He rolls his eyes.

I roll my eyes back at him. “That would be bold, but I don’t want her to see your dick.”

“Ooh possessive?” He teases. Chris unconsciously squeezes my side making me whine under my breath.

He chuckles at the sound, but before he can comment on it I’m speaking again. “I was thinking hickey , but if you want to fuck so bad then-“ I cut myself off.

“We can do both” he assures.

I lick my lips. And before I know it I move his face with my hand tilting his head to the side. My lips touch his jawline. I kiss down his jawline to his neck before I start to suck harshly.

He lets out a harsh breath his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows.

“Easy ma, you got all the time In The world.”

Ma. I genuinely don’t know where he heard that, but at some point he just started calling me ma or mama.

Like I said, he used every pet name under the sun, before saying my actual name.

I pull away for a second my eyes scanning the small purple bruise on his neck.

“No.” I breathe out harshly before starting to peck his neck again. Until I bite down, relatively low on his neck close to the other hickey.

I bite hard, making sure my teeth print would be there while also sucking another hickey into his skin.

He hisses at the harsh feeling, his hands clenching and unclenching on my waist. He doesn’t stop me tho. Quite contrary, I hear a few whines leave his mouth. His sounds sounding borderline like moans.

I pull away admiring his neck.

I move the strap of his wife beater to the side, kissing down his collarbone. I suck more marks into his skin, until I deem it enough.

“You wanna tap this, handsome?” I tease , my eyes meeting his pale blue ones.

His eyes are half lidded and his pupils blown out in pleasure.

It’s really late by now. It’s dark outside. And the light pink LED lights make his blue eyes look even bluer.

“Please?” He asks sweetly his tone feigning innocence.

I can feel the hardness press up against my clothed core. I grin back at him, my eyes dark in lust and half lidded like his.

I cross my arms and tug off my t shirt. I throw it to the ground, letting Chris Bask in the sight of my bra covered chest.

The lust radiating off of him only seems to double.

“So pretty.” He coos. And before I know it he’s leaning forward and kissing my chest.

He glances up at me through his lashes and mumbles against my skin. “Can I leave hickeys too?”

I chuckle at the question. It really didn’t matter for me. My schools dress code is strict and I would have to cover them up anyway.

“Under the neckline” I nod simply. And before I realize it he’s sucking on the tender skin of one of my boobs.

He licks and sucks at the skin, half my boob covered in his saliva now.

I tug in his top. He groans against me, obviously not wanting to pull away. But he eventually does, I pull the wife beater over his head and throw it to the floor.

His hand goes up to cup my other boob while he kisses down from my collarbone to my chest and then sucks another hickey at the top of it.

I card my hand through his hair while I don’t bother pulling him off. He lets me stroke his hair moaning into my skin.

He pulls away, his eyes even darker than before. his hair now messy as well.

I get off of him. He groans at the loss of contact. I can see he’s about to complain. But before he can, I start to undo my pajama pants and slide them down.

My black lacy thong and my black lacy bra match.

Chris had made fun of me for wearing such ‘slutty’ underwear before. After all whenever I showered here I left some of my clothes, namely my underwear, here.

I had my own little section in Chris’ closet filled with my panties and bras.

“Fuck.” He breaths out closing his eyes briefly and then opening them again as if checking if he was seeing things.

He starts to shift and tug down his own sweatpants. He eagerly tugs them off along with his boxers letting his cock spring free.

My mouth quite literally waters at the sight of his hard dick lying flat against his stomach.

He lays down flat on his back looking to his side to look me in the eyes.

“Please ride me ma.”

He says in such a pleading and whiny tone, how could I say no to that.

I walk past his bed to his desk and pick up my phone from where I’d put it.

I walk back tugging the thong off swiftly. I get on top of him straddling his torso. I grind myself against his dick, feeling it glide between my wet folds.

I tug on my bra trying to get it off. And when I finally do, it’s also discarded quickly.

“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous mama.” He sighs looking at my boobs, both of them having small hickeys on them.

He puts his two hands on my waist lifting me slightly. He trails one hand down to my folds examining my pussy.

I feel him push his middle finger into my cunt abruptly to wich I moan.

He hums as if he was thinking. “So tight baby.” He coos his second hand on my waist caressing my skin gently.

“Gotta stretch this pussy out. We don’t want it to tear do we?” Chris asks sarcastically, obviously joking.

I lick my lips and let out a dry chuckle. His girth really did look painfully big. Atleast for what I was used to.

It wasn’t like he was that big, but it was definitely well above average.

I hand him my phone so he can start recording and that’s just what he does. He uses his hand from my waist to film this.

The camera pointing right at my pussy. He pushes a second finger in, briefly finger fucking me and scissoring his fingers to stretch me more.

“So fucking soaked.” He groans under this breath.

Chris takes his fingers out of me grabbing his hard dick and jerking it for a second. I lift myself and he positions it at my cunt, while also making sure to keep the camera at the right angle.

I push myself down letting out a breathy moan.

His hand, that’s not holding my phone, goes to my waist to steady me.

I suddenly push myself down on him completely. I whine loudly, my body jerking forward at the impact. He groans at the feeling of being balls deep in me.

“You okay?” He asks rubbing my waist gently in comfort.

“Yea” I breathe out my eyes closing as I try to get used to the feeling.

My legs are already numb and I’m already questioning why I’m on top.

I start to slowly bounce myself on him. He watches through my phone, his eyes glued to where we connect, seemingly fascinated by the sight.

“So tight for me.” He breaths out harshly trying to hold back loud groans. He was painfully aware of the fact that his siblings and parents were home.

I start to bounce on him more listening to him shower me in praises and compliments.

“Fuck.” His eyes stay trained on the phone screen, but he occasionally glances up to look at me.

I start to ride him harder the compliments and praise only making me wetter.

“God, come on, get yourself off on my dick like the slut you are.” He huffs. His free hand lightly on my waist to help me steady my movements.

He tries not to be too loud, both for the camera and because everyone is home.

I lean forward slightly and take my phone from his grasp.

I film his face and his reactions now.

His hands go to my waist slightly squeezing my skin as I start to rock my hips harder.

“Good boy, be quiet yeah.”

I feel the knot in my stomach tighten threatening to snap. The constant hit to my sweet spot is so overwhelming, and before I know it I’m releasing on his dick.

my hands are shaky but my phone is still angled at him, catching his mouth dropping in pleasure.

I clench around him letting out soft whines and moans, while Chris uses his hands to make me grind on him.

After a second when I calm down he grins. Chris holds his hand out for the phone that I give to him. He lifts me slightly to show the Camera the white circle my cum created around his length.

He makes no move to switch our positions so I just grind into him.

Chris turns the recording off and puts my phone on the nightstand. His hands find their way to my hips holding me tightly.

But before he can switch our positions like he was lplanning to, his phone starts ringing.

I glance ova seeing Eva as the caller ID. I roll my eyes. I feel pretty over stimulated already, but I want her to know.

“Pick up.” I demand under my breath. Our eyes meet for a moment but he eventually complies.

He leans over and takes his phone, picking up the call with a frown.

As soon as I hear her annoying voice i start to ride him again, making sure that the slapping sounds are loud enough.

He tries not to groan at the movements, trying to keep himself together.

“Eva, uh” he pauses his eyes locking with mine once more. He can’t help it when his free hand on my waist urges me to go harder.

“I’m kind of busy right now”

But she doesn’t get the hint and questions him. “Too busy to talk to me?”

Fucking pick me.

“Yeah well” he lets out a soft groan, pulling the phone away so she doesn’t hear it too well.

She starts to yap about some unimportant shit. Chris puts the phone on the side of the bed sitting up.

I stop moving due to Chris harsh grip. He pulls me off and flips us around.

I grab the pillow re- adjusting it so the side of my face is buried in it, my ass up for him.

He grins a soft slap echoing through the room. He kneeds my ass trying to smooth the pain of the slap.

He spreads my cheeks and pushes himself back in. He immediately starts up a harsh and fast pace fucking me into the pillow.

“Are you having sex right now?” Eva questions sounding like a brat who was just denied a toy

He leans over for a second picking up his phone. “No I’m not, why would you think that” he scoffs continuing his relentless attack to my sweet spot.

My core throbs around him, clenching to try and suck him back in.

“Oh my god you are-“ before she can rant about god knows what, Chris hangs up the phone.

He scoffs his grip in my waist tightens as he continues to forcefully pull me back on him.

He goes to the camera app on his phone starting to film once again.

He admires the way his entire length disappears into my tight cunt, and the way he has a white ring around the base of his cock from my previous release.

He picks up pace even more, if that was even humanly possible, until I feel like im going to cum again.

I turn my face and burry it in the pillow trying to muffle my noises. Because honestly I’d be surprised if the whole house didn’t already know what we’re doing.

“Close” I whine out between incoherent moans.

“Me too ma. Hold it for a bit, yeah?” He says sweetly his harsh actions not so sweet.

“Where do you want it?” He keeps glancing between the camera and me, sometimes angling the camera to show my back and the back of my head too.

“Inside” I whine. And that mildly catches Chris off guard.

He only picks up pace tho, his palm meets my butt again, in a harsh slap. I moan at the feeling. “Come on come for me” he demands.

And before I know it the knot in my stomach snaps once more my thighs shaking and my cunt clenching a round him.

The Camera is focused on my cunt. His thrusts get more sloppy and messy until he gives me one last harsh thrust.

Chris releases into me, filling me up to the brim and stuffing me.

We both stay like that for a moment to catch our breathes.

He stops the recording and throws the phone next to me, onto the bed.

He trails his hand over my ass and lower back, before gently grabbing my hips and pulling out.

He lets out a breath seeing his length covered in our combined juices, and me leaking.

He pushes me on my side slightly, so I’m laying down fully. I sigh turning my face into the pillow my arm under it.

“You okay?” He asks softly. Chris kisses my shoulder softly.

I just realized that we hadn’t kissed once. This entire time, his lips hadn’t been on mine not once. And I don’t know if he did that on purpose or not.

“ m’ good” I sigh closing my eyes briefly.

I nuzzle my face into the pillow, breathing out. I blink my eyes open again sighing.

I feel his eyes burn into the side of my face.

“Were you jealous?”

My eyes shoot open and I turn my head slightly to look at him. “About what?” I say simply playing dumb.

“Why do you not like her.” He asks again.

“I never liked her.”

“Right, and you don’t like that she likes me.” He states simply.

I scoff. “Don’t flatter yourself” I huff and nuzzle my face into the pillow.

“You literally have my cum inside of you right now, ma.” He huffs in response.

I purse my lips burring my face harder into the pillow.

“I like that.” He says again making me look back at him. Chris is looking down at me with a sweet smile

“What?” I ask and look at him from the corner of my eyes.

“That you’re jealous.” Chris replies, his smirk ever so cocky.

“Why would I be jealous?” I huff, replying sarcastically.

“Don’t deny it ma. I think it’s cute.” Chris chuckles. He grins down at me victoriously. He lays down next to me staring into my eyes.

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A/N: this was so fun to write lmao. sorry for not posting in the past few days, I was just busy with school and didn't have the motivation to write. Feel free to to send me stuff my req and asks are open <3

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★★★𝙎𝙣𝙖𝙥 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙛 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 3: 𝙈𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙭)★★★

Character: Melissa Schemmenti

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1

Trigger warnings (DL, DNI): Mistress kink, semi-public sex, Top Mel bottom Reader, legal age gap

Genre: Smut

A/n: I got this idea at taekwondo class so deal with it-

Word count: 4.4k

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Sweat dripping down your face, legs shaking in slight pain as you held up your side kick at the mirror in your martial arts studio, still keeping a bright smile as to not let the kids you were teaching get discouraged.

"So it's actually using the side of your foot!" You explain, lifting your arm as your pointer finger slides across the side of your foot that was currently kicking.

After you got a job at Abbott Elementary as Vice-Principal (to somewhat help Ava's incompetence), your usual workout routine had changed significantly thanks to your new lack of free time you had used for exercising. This caused you to have to get your daily training in at the martial arts studio you worked at for fun.

Working out was always incredibly fun for you, and you always tried to get the teachers at Abbott into starting your martial art. But Janine didn't really have an interest in it, Jacob loathed any form of exercising that wasn't his daily run, Gregory didn't like working out with other people and messing up his routine, Ava would only come if she got a date with a hot guy with abs, Barbara thought she was too old, and Melissa...well...you never asked her.

You knew that you shouldn't ask, so you didn't. Seeing Melissa Schemmenti either turn you down in front of everyone and hate you or accepting your offer and having to see the beautiful woman covered in sweat and looking somehow even more alluring? Neither seemed like a good option in your mind.

You knew that if she started working out there thanks to your offer, you'd have to teach her and everyone else, and you wouldn't be able to teach any of them thanks to your massive love for the older woman.

"Master Y/n?" One of your green-belt students, Quaheir, asked, snapping you out of your slight 5 second trance.

Your head quickly darted over to face the little kid, a small understanding yet curious smile forming upon your lips as he looked up at you.

"Yeah kid?" You asked, lowering your leg as to focus fully on any questions the kids might have and to also help with the form of their kicks.

"Am I doing this right?" He asked, pointing to his very sloppy sidekick.

"Not quite! But you're almost there," You chuckled at the innocence yet determination in each of the kids faces. "I'm gonna adjust your leg alright?" You said, to which the kid nodded as you moved his leg into the correct position.

"So it's actually just like-" You were cut off by another master whispering in your ear.

"Y/n, go to the front office, there's a parent here and I think she needs help," He said, to which you quickly nodded and ran to the front office, making sure to bow before you left the mat.

You walked inside of the front office through the back door of the camp room as to grab a few papers for what you thought may be the problem.

"Sorry for the wait! Master Daniel told me you had a problem with...something..." You trailed off at the sight of no one other than the one and only Melissa Schemmenti.

"Y/n?" The older woman asked, obviously confused as she looked you up and down.

"Melissa?" You responded before awkward silence filled the room which was mainly with you being too embarked to speak over the fact that she saw you all sweaty.

"W-What did you need help with ma'am?" You managed to choke out after a minute, your eyes darting to the desk as you sat down on the chair.

Melissa rolled her eyes with a slight dismissing smile.

"You don't need to call me Ma'am, Melissa is fine and you know it," She said, standing as she looked around the front office. "Anyway...I was wondering how I could help my nephew with extra training?"

That made you choke on your water, her nephew went here? How did she not know you taught here on the side then?

"Oh yes! We do offer extra training on Saturdays after black belt training classes!" You smiled, trying to blow off the fact that you had just done quite the odd action.

"Oh that's actually perfect, I'll be able to drop him off here then," The green-eyed woman in front of you replied, grabbing her phone out of her bra to text Kristin-Marie.

You blushed softly, eyes going to update your schedule as you tried to brush away the thoughts about her bra and how you wished you were the one touching her.

"What are you doing?" Melissa quirked an eyebrow at the sight of you just staring at the paper. "Some sort of invisible language on there?" She tried to joke, licking her lips as she crossed her arms.

"O-Oh- Apologies Ma- I mean Melissa," You muttered as a reply, hands quickly writing down the schedule. "So the extra classes are about twent-"

You were cut off by the redhead pulling a couple twenties and tossing them on the table.

"Sold~" She said with a slight smirk, only making you blush even more as she walked out of the office.

You had no clue what got into this woman, you knew her to be aggressive and tough and maybe a little cock, but she was rarely flirty unless it was towards Gary.

Little did you know how much the older woman was blushing as she left the building and retreated to her car. The sight of you in such a uniform and with sweat down your face was just too hot for her and her stupid libido.

"God damn it Y/n..." She muttered.

She always knew she liked you in a romantic and even sexual way, but God were those feelings increased when she saw you in your uniform and black belt. Your beautiful yet not intimidating face being covered in sweat from helping kids and doing the workouts yourself certainly didn't help.

The older woman turned on her car, fumbling with the radio as she put on some classic 70's music to try and drown out how attracted to you and turned on she was.

Meanwhile you sat in the front office, face buried in your hands as you tried so hard to stop your legs from kicking like an excited child.

"Look I for one admire black actors and I consider myself an ally to the black community, but I think Denzel Washington isn't all that great!" Jacob said, tucking into his breakfast sandwich he had brought from home, about to speak once again before the door to the room swung open.

"Did you guys know that Y/n is a teacher at that martial arts school near the cheesesteak spot?" Melissa asked everyone as she walked into the teachers lounge with an aggressive walk.

"Woah!" Jacob, Janine, and Gregory all exclaimed at the same time, putting their hands up in the air as to show their lack of wanting a violent conflict between them and the redhead.

Barbara just looked up at Melissa along with a couple of other teachers, looking back down as they've seen her angrier and weren't really fazed.

"Why are you upset about it? And yeah we knew, they asked all of us to join the school so she could hang out with us more! Didn't she ask you too?" Janine reasoned, which only made Melissa more confused.

"What? No! H-How'd she-?!" Melissa sighed, plopping herself on the chair she always sat at next to Barbara, who was reading her Bible. "Did you know about this Barb?" She asked the kindergarten teacher, rubbing her forehead as she sipped her coffee that she had from at home.

"Oh yeah, she asked all of us, poor Y/n, I wish I could have gone. I knew I was too old but I didn't think everyone else would deny their offer," Barbara sighed, closing her Bible as to face the redhead. "I don't know why she wouldn't ask you, you're a fighter, you would have said yes,"

"I know whyyyyy~" Mr Johnson said with a smirk as he entered the room with his janitorial supplies.

"Well? Answer before I shove that mop so far up your ass that the strings become your tongue," Melissa growled, looking at the old man who had just entered the room.

"Well first, why don't you tell us why youre so upset that you didn't know~?" He smirked, wiggling his eye brows as he emptied the trashcan in the room.

Melissa placed down her coffee mug with a massive blush. "You've got to be kidding me..." She mumbled, sighing as she rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Look I just-"

"Wait- Let me guess, you probably saw them in their uniform all hot and sweaty and you got all flustered?" The janitor smirked.

"How the hell did you know? Are you working with the feds?!" Melissa exclaimed, looking up at Mr Johnson as he stood there smirking. "Did one of youse guys decide to film me out of school?" She asked with an angry tone, pointing a nearby plastic fork at each of the camera men, making them all internally shudder from how scary the redhead was.

"I heard through the Janitoral news outlet," He shrugged vaguely,

"What the hell is the Janitoral news outlet?" Gregory muttered to Janine, giving a side eye towards the cameras as to ask them the same question.

Janine also side eyed the camera, and she whispered back to Gregory.

"It's the Mr Johnson way of saying he has his ways and to not question it," The shorter woman replied, to which both of the teachers stared at the camera before turning back to Mr. Johnson.

"Now you wanna tell me why they never told me?" The redhead growled, eyes rolling as her cheeks became laced with more blush.

"It's because they like youuuu~ And they didn't want to see you all hot and sweaty cause it'd distract them from their teaching," Mr Johnson smirked, walking out of the room only for his spot to be filled by Ava.

"What's going on in here? Don't tell me I missed more drama, and if I did yall better tell me what it's about," She said as she strutted in, waving her freshly manicured pointer finger at the teachers in the lounge.

No response.

"Actually, nevermind, I'll get Y/n to give it to me," Ava shrugged, grabbing her coffee as she poured a giant streamline of sugar from a nearby packet into the liquid.

As you walked down the hallway, you heard your name being called by Ava as she noticed you walking by the teachers lounge.

"Hey girl get your silly ass in here! I need you to collect drama from these teachers since they won't tell me what the hell is going on," Ava said, eyes not meeting yours as she stired a straw in her cup to mix around the particles in the cup.

You tilt your head, your hand rubbing your neck uncomfortably as you chuckled nervously.

"Oh okay!" You smiled as you looked around the room, not wanting to deny your boss's request while also not wanting to accidentally increase any drama, not knowing that you and Melissa were the subject of said drama.

"So... ehe...what's the drama that Ava wants to know about...?" You asked with a slight stutter in your voice, rubbing your neck a bit more forcefully, your eyes trying to avoid Melissa as much as possible once you had seen that she was already there.

"I don't know what drama Ava is talking about," Melissa scoffed, rolling her eyes which somehow got you even more flustered.

"Oh I see, then I'll be on my way, see you guys at lunch!" You smiled quietly, taking that excuse as your only chance to leave and waving goodbye with a shaky hand as you quickly darted out of the room.

Avoiding Melissa the rest of the week was hard, you didn't even know why you were doing it! You just couldn't get over how embarrassed you felt everything you were around the older redhead.

But you knew you couldn't avoid her for long, not only had she probably tracked down where you had been going for lunch everyday, but she was bringing her nephew to a private martial arts class that only you were teaching.

It didn't make matters any better when your car broke down in front of the school when it was only just you and Melissa left on the campus.

"Fuck..." You muttered, putting your head on your hands as you sighed, leaning on the car while shutting your eyes in frustration knowing you'd have to ask your stupid school girl crush for help.

Luckily for you, the redhead was only a few parking spots away and had just left the building.

"Y/n? You good?" Melissa asked, walking over to you as she noticed your frustrated expression, trying to ignore her urge to ask where the hell you had been and why you had been avoiding her for the past week

You shook your head in dismay, rubbing the bridge of your nose.

"No...my stupid ass car broke down," You mumbled just loud enough for the woman to hear, causing her to walk over and wrap a hand around your waist.

"Here I'll take you to the studio, we are both going there are we not?" She smirked as to try and get you to laugh, but only managed to make you blush like a schoolgirl who just got asked to play spin the bottle with her crush.

You nodded, sitting down in Melissa's car as she opened the door before she got in on her side, a hand sliding to your thigh as she turned on the car, the sounds of the 70s radio filing your ears before it suddenly stopped.

"Sorry, I'm a little old," The redhead blushed, turning off the radio as she pulled out of her parking space before putting her hand back on your thigh.

You quickly switched it back on, and you quickly shot a soft smile in the woman's direction.

"No please dont apologize, if you like it, keep it on!" You beamed, your endearing smile making the woman who was currently holding your thigh blush a bit harder.

Melissa reciprocated the smile much to your surprise, and you two sat in the car in peaceful silence, your hand creeping up to caress Melissa's as a silent gesture of gratitude for her kindness.

Once you two got back to Melissa's house where her nephew was, who you recognized as one of your more troublemaker students, Wilson, the three of you finally headed to to studio, beginning to finally all talk to each other.

"So you're dating Y/n huh Aunt Melissa?" Wilson asked with a fat smirk on his face.

Before you could even say anything, you were cut off by your co worker speaking in a very stern voice.

"Master Y/n, you will respect them, won't you hon?" She asked, not in a scary way but in a 'I mean business' way. "And no, we aren't dating,"

The blond nodded, looking out the window at that passing trees as you and Melissa began to talk.

"You know, you look really nice in your uniform hon," The redhead complemented you before realizing something. "Hey don't you need it for the class?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

You shook your head, trying to ignore the complement you didn't think was true.

"It'll be just us, I'll be able to get away with wearing a spare summer one, " You explained, squeezing Melissa's hand slightly as she went back to resting it on your thigh.

"Yeah...you guys are 100% not dating," Wilson scoffed with a smirk, to which the both of you gave the young man a death glare that shut him up.

Once you guys had finally arrived, you sat Melissa down on the bench where she could watch and you gave her a clipboard incase she had any work to do before you went into the camp room to get changed.

Wilson turned around and looked at his aunt, a small pure smile forming on his face instead of his usual cocky smirk.

"You really like them don't you?" He asked Melissa, to which the older woman replied with just a simple sigh.

"You could say that..." She responded.

"You know they're single right?" The blond reminded his aunt as he began to stretch.

"I know I just-" Melissa tried to reply before the sound of you coming out from the other room emerged.

"Hey, you ready to get started?" You asked Wilson, walking onto the mat as you revealed just what you looked like in the summer uniform to Melissa, making the green-eyed woman look away as to not accidentally start staring at your figure.

Wilson nodded, and the two of you quickly began on working on different types of kicks and forms, focusing all your attention on helping the kid improve, meanwhile Melissa had all her attention you.

She looked at you with love in her eyes, and she simply just knew she was in love with you the moment you had indirectly shown her how good you were with kids for the first time.

Sure, she always thought you were endearing when the kids would gush about you being a cool vice principal, but this was different in some way. She didnt just want you to be her partner. She wanted you to be hers. The more she looked at you, the more she just wanted to kiss your lips and make you feel amazing.

Little did she know you felt the same way.

The older woman always capitavted you with how she carried herself when she was going through different emotions, how she helped kids who seemed helpless, just everything about the redhead truly made you feel like a fan gushing over the newest celebrity.

"Hey its time to go," You heard an unfamiliar voice say as you helped the kid next to you with his roundhouse kicks.

"Excuse me, who are you?" You asked sternly, putting yourself in front of Wilson.

"I'm his mother, Kristin Marie? Do you not remember me you big bimbo?" The blonde woman asked you, giving you a second before you finally recognized her when Melissa stood up.

"Kristin I said it ended at 6:30 not 5:30 you dumbass," Melissa sighed in annoyance.

"Oh my god- I must have made a mistake of some sort I-" You tried to apologize, before Melissa cut you off by pressing her finger to your lips while still facing her sister.

"Youse can leave if you want to, but you and that lazy eye are paying me back," She said sternly before watching Kristin Marie and Wilson leave,

You sighed, and you rubbed the bridge of your nose.

"I'm so sorry Melissa I'll get you a refund I didn't know that she would show up," You explained, leaning back on the wall before getting back up again to fsce the red head woman who had now also stood up from her seat on the bench.

"No need to do that hon, you can just teach me," Melissa shrugged, tossing off her coat at shoes perfectly on a chair with a slight smug smirk that made you feel absolutely soaked in your underwear.

"Are you sure...?" You asked nervously, anxious about having to get close to the woman.

"Mhm, y'know I would have done it with you earlier had you had just asked me and not everyone else," She crossed her arms, licking her lips for good measure as she looked you up and down which somehow made you feel even more turned on.

You chuckle nervously, brushing off the comment before speaking again.

"So what do you want to learn?" You asked with a smile.

"Why don't you show me your...hmm...how about your roundhouse kick?" Melissa replied,

"Uh okay?" You said with a confused and curious tone evident in your vocals.

You got into a kicking stance, before throwing a somewhat hard roundhouse kick at Melissa, only for the older woman to grab your kicking leg and pinning you onto the wall, cupping your face tightly with her other free hand as she continued to lift up your leg.

"Eep...!" You squeaked, blushing massively as you looked away, not wanting to fight back. "M-Melissa...what are you doing?" You whimpered, confused by the sudden boldness of the woman pinning you against the wall.

"I'm gonna give you 5 seconds to slap me, push me away, or whatever you want to do...alright?" She asked before slamming your lips together, "But I don't think you'll refuse this..."

You knew what she meant, and all you wanted was what you were doing now.

You cupped her face with one of your hands, wrapping the other around her waist and up her shirt to tug on her bra.

"Want you..." You mumbled, looking at Melissa with pleading eyes as your thighs rubbed together to create any kind of friction to get some pleasure from.

"Need you..." Was all Melissa replied, taking off your shirt and admiring your sweaty yet toned body from all the working out.

The older woman wasted no time at the thought that this was her chance to finally make you feel as good, as good as you had always made her feel when you were stuck in her head on those lonely nights with just her and her fingers. She quickly began to nop at the skin on your neck, leaving hickeys trailed across your most sensitive spots which only left you more of a moaning mess.

"God your moans are so intoxicating, it's beautiful," Melissa praised you, her eyes trailing your figure as she slid off your pants and shoved you down onto your knees. "And Jesus Christ Y/n, you look so hot all sweaty and tired from a workout...it just makes me want to make you have a whole other type of workout,"

She quickly also sat down on a collection of mats in front of you and spread her legs, turning you a bright red color.

"You may be a master here, but tonight I'll be your mistress..." She smirked, pulling your hair softly towards her as you eagerly took off her pants and slid them away from her body, selfishly burying your mouth into the woman's cunt, but not before you slid off her panties using your teeth only.

You whimpered softly as your tongue met the woman's pussy, she tasted so addicted and you wanted more, you wanted to keep hearing her praises and moans that left her lips.

"Nygh...yeah angel, you're doing good, keep going..." She moaned as the shock waves of pleasure radiated throughout her body.

You continued to eat the woman out with pure passion with each movement your body made, obscene and lewd slurping and licking noises filling the room you usually got your energy or frustration out in other ways.

"Mistress...you taste so good..." You muttered, eyes looking up to meet Melissa's sweaty and blush covered face.

"Complement me later hon, make me cum first," She replied in a demanding tone, her eyes looking down at you before they rolled back into her head from the pleasure.

You nodded and continued to flick at her clit, sliding two of your fingers inside of the redheads beautiful pussy as she moaned loudly from how good you were making her feel.

"Fuck yes~! Angel I'm close don't stop~!!" Melissa exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand as the other kept a tight hold on your head so that you wouldn't stop.

You continued to slurp up all of her cum as Melissa moaned out her orgasm for a couple more minutes, only to be stopped when Melissa pushed you down stomach first into the air.

You let a whimper escape your lips at the loss of warmth and sudden feeling of hitting the mat below you, your mouth and chest were covered in Melissa's doing, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

"Mistress...what are you going to do?" You asked with a pleading yet curious tone.

Melissa smirked and slapped her hand across your ass, making you moan loudly at the sudden sting.

"Ass up," She demanded, still keeping her soft voice that she only used for you.

You did as told, and were immediately met with the reward of three of Melissa's fingers entering your tight hole.

You managed to choke out a moan as a string of profanities and whimpers left you lips, your pussy engulfing Melissa's fingers as tightly as possible, making it slightly harder for Melissa to move faster.

"Damn princess, you are tight...aren't you baby?" She asked as she sped up the pace of her fingers that were pumping into your pretty hole

You nodded, loud moans and cries of ecstacy leaving your mouth as you felt your climax coming.

Melissa smirked as her fingers felt themselves becoming harder to move thanks to your approaching orgasm, and she just curled them perfectly so that they hit your g-spot, making you scream out her name.

"MELISSA PLEASE!" You screamed, only to met with another slap to your ass.

"Mistress." She corrected you, continuing to smirk as she knew you're climax was coming.

"I'M SORRY MISTRESS PLEASE JUST DONT STOP!" You exclaimed, tears beginning to fall from your eyes and onto the mat below.

"I'm not Angel, go ahead and come for me, I want to taste you all over my fingers," She cooed, rubbing your reddened ass with her other hand that wasn't inside you.

You wasted no time after hearing that, and you just lost all composure as you let out a loud moan and fell perfectly on the mat as you came, Melissa sliding her fingers out of her as you did so.

The red head licked her fingers clean of your cum before pulling you up and putting you on her lap, rubbing your pussy in circles to help soothe the ache you had from such a huge climax.

"Did I make you feel good Angel?" Melissa asked, occasionally bringing her hand up to her mouth to lock off the sticky mess that had collected onto her fingers.

"M-Mhm..." You mumbled, burying your face in her shoulder as you blushed softly.

"So now do you wanna ask me to work out with you?" The green-eyed woman teased,

You nodded very admitally, and you shoved your face in her breasts as if they were pillows.

"I dont know why I didn't sooner..."

[valsnonsense]

Yeona Rodríguez

“Buenos días, everyone! I hope we all brought our singing voices today, we’ve got some fun songs to sing!”

Parents: Tresillo Rodríguez and Wani Kim

Siblings: N/A

Age: 22

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Genre: Reggaeton, K-Pop, Latin-Pop

Voice Claim: Shakira Isabel Mebarak Ripoll

The only daughter of Tresillo and Wani, and the successor to both the Reggaeton and K-Pop Trolls. Sweet, gentle, understanding and patient, Yeona is one of, if the most easy-going and pleasant trolls to talk to.

Yeona works as an elementary school teacher in Trollstopia, teaching young trolls how to hone their voices. Ever since she was young, she loved going to school to learn how to sing, and wanted to do the same when she got older. As soon as she graduated, she hoped into a program for young teachers and took the classes by storm. She one of the most popular teachers at her school, not just for her personality, but for how dynamic and flexible her voice is.

Outside of work, Yeona offers to tutor young trolls who might be struggling with their voices. She does have some workaholic tendencies, often pushing herself to the limits for her students sake. While they love how passionate she is, her parents have had to pull her out of “work spirals” on occasion, essentially forcing her to take a break. She strives for perfection, she does.

Music wise, Yeona is a mix of Reggaeton and K-Pop, while developing a love for Latin-Pop down the road. Growing up in a household with such different music, Yeona is definitely one of your “down for anything” kinda trolls. She can sing in several different languages, can dance to any song, and often does mashups in her spare time. Her reggae dancing can put Tresillo’s to shame, and he’s so damn proud of that.

Yeona currently resides in Trollstopia alongside her parents.

Fun Facts!

- Yeona is currently dating Strawberry, one of the children of Branch and Poppy. The two knew each other as children, with Branch being so close to her parents, but she really started showing romantic interest in her when Strawberry came to the schools to give little lessons on entomology. Yeona can listen to Strawberry talk about bugs for hours and never get bored.

- Yeona does gymnastics in her spare time. As a kid, she had boundless amounts of energy, so her parents signed her up for gym to help her regulate it. She wound up being extraordinary at it, and could’ve taken it on professionally. But she just prefers it as a hobby. When she’s feeling upset or angry, she’ll head to the gym and do stunts to work out her feelings.

- Yeona and Rosebud, daughter of Creek and Floyd, don’t get alone too well. Yeona sees Rosebud as a bit vulgar (which she is), and Rosebud sees Yeona as too uptight (also true). Their naturally clashing personalities make them butt heads often. At mass gatherings, they do their best to ignore each other, though they will team up to talk shit about someone they both dislike (this is rare though).

And that’s Yeona! She was SO fun to design, I had a lot of fun with her. I tried to make her a glossy coat like Wani’s, but it didn’t really work out lksdjfsldkfj. I was considering giving her a sibling, but ehhh, she strikes me as an only child.

Voice Example: Whenever, Wherever (Shakira)

[daughter-of-melpomene]

For the plot bunny ask game: Gilmore Girls + Rory Gilmore x Jess Mariano poly ship, please??

@dancingsunflowers-ocs ✨💛✨

Ooooh, thank you so so much for this, Alexandra!! (And I’ll also tag @manyfandomocs ‘cause I know he likes Gilmore Girls and I like him. <3)

NAME: Theodore “Teddy” Young.

LOVE INTEREST(S): Rory Gilmore + Jess Mariano.

SUMMARY: Teddy had been in love with Rory Gilmore since the two of them were in elementary school, but what he’s never been is good enough for her. Rory, always the smartest girl in class and now even attending a renowned private school outside of Stars Hollow, has always been out of reach for a laid-back guy like Teddy who cares more about learning new tricks on his skateboard than he ever has about grades, but no matter how many other girls and guys Teddy has dated, he’s never been able to forget the only girl he truly wants. And now that Luke’s witty, good-looking nephew has moved to town and seems to be interested in Rory, Teddy feels that she might be farther away from him than ever as his new friend pursues the girl of his dreams… except that, incredibly, Jess seems to be interested in Teddy as well, and the more time the three of them spend together, Teddy finds himself returning the feelings, and Rory even seems to finally be reciprocating the love Teddy has had for her for so long.

OTHER INFO:

Listen, Rory and Jess need nothing more than a cool skater boy as a part of their relationship, and by God I’m gonna give it to them.

Basically Teddy has that stoner skater boy vibe without actually being a stoner, that’s the best way I can describe him.

He’s also actually pretty smart! He has a really good memory and likes to read, which is how he becomes friends with Jess in the first place - he just doesn’t care much about academics.

Emily is mildly horrified that Rory’s dating him (miraculously she breezes by the fact that Rory’s dating two boys at once who are also dating each other), Richard actually loves him because he’ll play golf with him and he’s surprisingly good at it, and Lorelai also loves him because he teaches her how to ride a skateboard and they have similar taste in movies.

He’s actually also an amazing cook - Luke hires him to help out at the diner eventually, and after the story’s happy ending when Jess takes it over, Teddy becomes the head cook.

send me a fandom and a faceclaim/love interest and i’ll make an oc!!

[krystaldeath]

Hello LMK fandom. Please enjoy my nonsensical rambling of an au I have concocted and decided to name the “Bonds that Bind Us” or the BBU au

(CW for implied child neglect & harm, nothing too graphic though, also implied murder)

* Mei, MK & Red have been friends since childhood. Red ages differently so while chronologically he’s over hundreds of years old, he’s only about a year older then the other two human-age-wise

* Mei & Red knew each other before either really knew MK bc they go to the same private school (does private school exist for elementary grade kids???) bc Mei’s Fam is rich (and descended from Bai Long Ma; totally didn't forget his name and have to look it up…) and I assume so is Red’s, if not famous for being a part of the demon bull family. The school was specially designed and organized to teach children in the family trees of the great heroes (and villains) of the world

* Tang & Pigsy have been together for a while and found MK when he was only 3 or so years old alone at the market, and after bringing him back to his clearly uncaring foster home, had a quick talk with each other, and decided to adopt him on the spot

* It was hard, since it was a kind of spur of the moment decision, but neither of them regret it for even a second, not when they have such an amazing, bright (in more ways than one) and energetic son

* MK met Mei first, when they were around 6, and had tried to fight off some bullies who stole her stuffed dragon. Tang was not very happy about the black eye his son had that day, and neither was Pigsy, even though they had tried to cover it up, then tried to say it was bc he fell. Pigsy saw through it all. He would never hurt a child (even if they were a few little punks who stole from a little girl and punched his son), but he certainly gave them all the scare of their lives

* Pigsy served Mei some noodles while she waited for her parents to pick her up (What was a 6 year old doing with a phone and credit card???), and even if the whole “you stood up for me and got my prized plushie back, even got a black eye for it” thing certainly helped her feel favorable towards MK, they instantly clicked due to their shared hobbies and interests. And energies

* It wasn’t too long till Mei dragged Red along to meet MK too. It took a bit longer for Red to warm up to the boy, but it had only been a couple days before the three were inseparable

* So inseparable in fact that when school came around, Mei and Red purposefully got themselves suspended and soon expelled from their private school, somehow convinced their respective parents to enroll them in the same school MK was going to, and insisted they be enrolled in the same classes from then on (not exactly how school works, but they worked it out)

* Mac had been resurrected for a while, but Mayor kept him in line (mostly). He had been secretly visiting FFM and watching Wukong from the shadows. At first he was constantly holding back from lashing out and taking revenge on who had once been his greatest friend and most devoted lover. But after a while (especially when he began to overhear Wukong sobbing, apologizing to so many people, including Mac) he thought through what had happened on that fateful day and decided that he wanted to work things out with his sun. Too bad the Bone Demon and her loyal dog would never allow for it.

* Another thing about Bone Demon and her dog, they decided early on that she would need a vessel, a host, and so they searched for the perfect host, and soon landed on a child, no more than a 1 year old. Mayor just had to deal with her parent first. Mac was unaware of what they were doing, they always kept him in the dark. It wasn’t until Mayor came back with a weeping child that he put the pieces together. He couldn’t do much besides show his disgust in his face and body language, and all he could do for the child was help her feel as safe as possible

* It was the culmination of wanting to someday reconnect with Wukong and his sudden, unexplainable urge to protect this baby that made him decide he had to escape. A bit of time passes and miraculously he has gone under the Mayor & Bone Demon’s radar to find a way to break him (and the girl) out of the demon’s chains. It wasn’t a guarantee, but it was the best he had. A small enchanted knife that if he simply nicked their wrists it would set them free. He felt horrible having to hurt the girl but he quickly cut them both free and immediately shadowed away

* He had originally planned on leaving the girl at an orphanage or foster home, but first had to make sure she was properly fed, bathed, clothed, comforted, and not to mention her wrists had to recover first too, and-

* It was all over for him the second she said “Baba!” reaching up to grab at his face

* It was when she was around 5 that Mayor found their “home” (a run down house that Mac had to resort to when staying at hotels, motels and the like had gotten too expensive). Mac managed to fight him off, but as he held his trembling daughter in his arms, he knew he alone couldn’t keep her safe

* It was not the greatest of reunions, but he had not many other choices. As far as Mac knew, PIF was still mourning her trapped husband while having to raise her own child, he didn’t want to add anymore to his kinda sorta not by blood sister’s plate. And in truth while he did believe Wukong could protect Bai He (going with this name bc it’s the most popular and therefore it’s easier to know who I’m referring to when I use it) much better than Mac ever could, he also just wanted to see his king, his sun again. He wasn’t sure whether he was surprised or not that it hadn’t taken much convincing for the Monkey King to agree to help keep them safe from BD and Mayor. He had always been rather kind, especially when there was a child (and not a fully grown malicious demon disguised as a child) involved. He certainly didn’t expect the offer to extend to himself however

* The night of this agreement Wukong caught Macaque getting ready to leave. He got angry, yelled at him for leaving his daughter behind. Mac got angry too, and yelled back that he was no father and they both knew it. A heated argument, turned into a hushed conversation later and the two found themselves curled tightly around each other. Everything wasn’t settled just yet, but it had begun to. When Bai He came out and questioned why her father was crying, saying she would make sure to protect him with a supremely determined expression on her small face, the two monkeys laughed as Mac swept her up and took her back inside. If he also leaned into Wukong’s hesitant arm and side, it was neither here nor there

* Bai He grew up, first with one father and said father’s Kinda sorta maybe friend, then with her two fathers. When she turned 10 they decided to enroll her in human public school, and at her request, a little sort of “big brother and sister” club

* MK and Mei had to beg on their knees for Red Son to join them in being “big siblings” to a bunch of children from the ages of 5 to 13 (They were all about 16-17 at the time). They still had to drag him along on their first day. Turns out most kids had already been assigned to one or two teen “siblings”, all except one girl

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I’ve got more trust me but I think that’s good enough for now. Please tell me what you think and feel free to ask about this au!!!

[smolwritingchick]

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 26- BTS China Job

Chapter Summary: Throwback Chapter of when BTS went to China

Words: 2,000+

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Arriving at the Gimpso Airport, early in the morning, Jen and the guys were filmed for their documentary as they tried to practice their Chinese.

"I really should've paid attention in Chinese class," Jen said with a hint of regret.

Jennie (Back in elementary school before there were budget cuts, we always had a Chinese teacher come into our classroom and teach Chinese for an hour on Thursdays. I didn't do any of the homework and would copy off my friends *laughs nervously* uh, yeah now I wish I paid attention. Mom, Dad, are you watching this? Uh...I'm sorry? Parents can't ground their kids that are out of the country...can they?)

Once they arrived in Beijing at the capital Airport, fans eagerly waited for them and ended up screaming when they saw them arrive. With security guards, all around them, the eight members walked through the screaming fans who were taking videos and pictures.

Bunched together with the rest of the members and security guards, Jen managed to wave and smile at some fans, who happily fangirl and fanboy over her acknowledging them. She didn't think the fans would be this loud in China. It was a sight she would never get used to.

When they headed outside, Jen decided to quickly take a few selfies with some fans before the security guards escorted her to the bus.

"Picture! Picture!" She heard fans say in English, motioning for their cameras and phones.

"She's at it again with the fan engagement." Namjoon looked on as he got on the bus.

"The manager is going to scold her." Jimin let out a giggle.

"Jennie, we need to go." The manager ordered her.

"I'm coming!" Jen replied, making her way to the front of the bus.

"Jennie! Please! Picture! Picture!" A female Chinese fan asked in English, gesturing to her phone.

"Okay, but then I really have to go." She smiled and posed for her camera. When she heard, the manager scolding her, she bowed and headed inside the bus. "Sorry, sorry."

Jennie (I always get scolded. But I can't help it! They waited so long to see us, I wanted to take a few selfies. I feel like we should be able to engage with them before we leave.)

Sitting next to a window, she waved at the fans surrounding the bus to take pictures. Throughout the entire bus ride, Jen and the guys tried to pronounce Chinese words.

"Hello! I'm the Bangtan girl, Jennie!" She greeted softly in Chinese while bowing.

"Bang! Tan!" Rapmon shouted.

"Hello! We are Bangtan Boys!"

"First, welcome you all to Beijing!" The PD said, earning cheers in response. "What are you looking forward to the 2nd time, you're in China?"

"This time, we're here to participate in the award show. It's also our first time attending an award show overseas. We're looking forward to seeing if we will win an award." Suga answered. "It'll be good if we win an award."

"It's also our first time having a fan meeting overseas! No, it's a fan sign. I'm really looking forward to our fan sign." J-Hope added

"The food and sights are what I'm also looking forward to!" Jennie answered eagerly.

"Last time we ate a lot of good food," Jungkook spoke up.

"What did you eat?" Jin asked.

"Meat!" Rapmon called out while they talked about duck and other foods. "This time we're here to participate in the award show and fan sign. But we're anticipating just the fact that this is an overseas trip. This is also our first time having a show performance in China. Yinyuetai told us to film a special documentary. We feel very honored. We will work hard in filming it!"

"For the next three days, our production team will be with you. Hope we all can become close." The PD said.

"Please look after us, thank you."

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'MasterCard Center'

After their bus ride, they arrived backstage in the waiting room, setting their stuff down and curiously looking at the refreshments that were in store for them. When they headed to the dream stage with their mics, they prepared for their rehearsal.

'What do you think of the stage?'

"I'm a bit shocked seeing such a big stage. Because we've practiced many times, it should suit this stage." Rapmon answered, looking around in amazement.

"Jennie, please greet everyone." The camera went to her as she smiled and bowed.

"Hey, I'm Jennie. This stage is huge! I'm excited to perform on it. I'm impressed. Good looking stage." She nodded in approval.

"What habits do you have before going on stage?"

"Oh, definitely butterflies and I like to jump around, to get my blood flowing. That usually helps me. Here, I'll demonstrate." She started jumping up and down, happily. "Oh, and cartwheels! See!" She started cartwheeling around the stage, earning loud laughs from J-Hope and Jimin.

The camera shifted to Rap Monster watching her with a sigh. 

"Jennie...she's...she's thrilled, right now. Whenever she's happy, she goes on a cartwheel frenzy. She's...very happy, right now." He laughed.

After they practiced Boy in Luv, the staff gave them suggestions on their performances and rehearsed a second time. Once they went backstage, Jennie was drenched in sweat, grabbed a bottle of water from the staff, and drank half of it, in big gulps.

After settling down backstage, Jen and the guys were seated for their interview. "We will start now. Each of you, please introduce yourself."

With everyone turning to Jennie, she successfully introduced her name and age in Chinese. After the introductions, the PD asked them, "There were a lot of fans at the airport. How do you feel?"

"I was totally surprised," Suga said in astonishment.

"The fans always come to see us like that. But I'm afraid they will get hurt since there's a lot of people. There's pushing and shoving so I'm worried about the safety of the fans. But I'm truly thankful to the fans that come all the way to see us. They waited for a long time." Rap Monster answered.

Pointing to Jennie, he mentioned, "I actually thought we lost Jennie, for a moment because one second she was with us, the next she was gone." His comment earned loud laughs from everyone as she grinned sheepishly. 

"I tried to take a few selfies with the fans." She answered.

"How did that go?"

"It went well for a few seconds and then the security pulled me away to stay with the group. I got pushed a little bit but it's nothing to stress over. The Manager scolded me for trying to wander off." She chuckled nervously. "One day I think the manager is going to tell me I can't have my favorite food anymore if I keep doing that. But I'm just thankful for the fans that come to see us, but please stay safe."

"Yes, it's very dangerous."

"Whose Chinese has improved the most?" PD asked.

V stood up. "It should be me." He answered confidently. He decided to introduce himself in Chinese while Suga pressed on to make him say something else in Chinese. Out of nowhere, V started saying random Chinese words.

After his shenanigans, Rap Monster pointed out that V and J-Hope had been studying their Chinese.

"Is there any Chinese you want to learn?" PD asked.

"Pretty." V called out.

"I want to learn to express my feelings to the fans in Chinese," J-Hope said

"'Shuai' means very handsome to a guy." The PD informed.

"Ooh, then I'll use that if the male fans approach me. Shuai." Jennie said the Chinese word a couple of times, getting used to the word.

"Let me teach you how to say 'Chinese ARMY is very cute'." As the PD demonstrated they repeated it multiple times. "Last question! What do you look forward to in tomorrow's performance? What kind of performance do you want to show the fans?"

"It's our first time performing Boy in Luv, in China," Rapmon answered.

"It's also our first time overseas," Suga added.

"Our first performance and we're only performing one song. We'll use this song to mesmerize all of the fans!"

"We want to show everyone our charms." J-Hope beamed.

"We want to show our charms to the Chinese fans." Suga continued.

'Unique charms that only belong to BTS!'

"Our strong dance in our performance is also very charming." Rap Monster guaranteed. "We must show that to our overseas fans. It's a pity if we only perform it in Korea. Tomorrow's performance..."

"Please look forward to it~" They shout and applaud.

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'Bangtan Dorms'

'If you thought BTS's first day in Beijing ends like this, then you're wrong because we have special VJs'

Jennie headed back to the hotel room with snacks from the snack machine, only to catch Jimin shouting, "Received the newcomer award!"

"Newcomer award! BTS!" Rapmon announced as V dropped his jaw.

"Oh, my God! Really!? OH really!?" He shouted in English while Jennie slowly walked in, deadpanning at V while the guys laughed. "Chinese ARMY I love you!" He made a heart before getting kicked in the butt by Jennie. Getting back to his feet after getting kicked, he giggled, "Hi, Ennie!"

"BTS!" Jimin announced, turning to Rapmon. Suddenly falls back on the bed, making a loud scream as he started freaking out. His sudden outburst made Jennie laugh out loud as she watched him jump on the bed.

Jimin turned to Suga as he stood up and clapped, calmly, after he was asked what he would do if they won. "He's pretending to be reserved but inside he's totally..." J-Hope trailed off.

"But we didn't!" V shouted and Suga ended up fake crying. "The award did not go to Bangtan!"

"He's crying. His acting looks so real!"

"We got the award!" Jimin shouted and J-Hope ended up making an ugly face as he fake cried.

"I brought some snacks, here you go." She handed them the bagful of snacks.

"Jennie, Jennie, what would you say if we won the newcomer award?" Jimin asked. "And the award goes to...BTS!"

She started sniffing and covered her mouth. "I-I need a moment..." She turned around before she turned back around, screaming, "WOO HOO~ WE DID IT! WOOOOOOOO! UH HUH! UH HUH! WE DID IT! YIPPY! WEEEEEEEEE! AHHHHHHH!" She managed to do a cartwheel in the room.

Loud noises of laughter were heard as the guys continued to watch her goof around with them.

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The next morning, around 8:00 AM, Jennie was awake and getting her hair styled in the dorm.

"Munchkin~ hello!" J-Hope greeted her in Chinese.

"Hello!" She greeted him back in Chinese.

"How did you sleep?"

"I slept well. I'm ready for today, very excited."

"Good, good. Let's move on to see where the rest of the guys are doing." J-Hope migrated to another room.

Later, they arrived at the MasterCard Center and headed backstage to the waiting room to get ready. Jennie wore a black dress while the rest of the guys wore their black tuxes. She wore her name tag and got the finishing touches on her hair and lips.

"Do I look okay? I hope I do. I don't look crazy, do I?" She giggled to the camera. "Ah...don't let me trip on this long dress." She gestured to the length, while her hair was in a bun with curls on each side.

After walking out to the red carpet, looking sharp, and receiving a warm welcome from the fans, they end up winning the Rookie Award during the show. As soon as she heard that they won the award, Jennie fist pumped out of excitement

'Beijing Fansign'

More than 200 fans attended the fan sign. Once they finally filled up the seats, it was finally time for them to walk out. One by one each member walked out as the fans screamed loudly.

Jennie sat in between Suga and V, amazed at the turnout. She wore a red jacket, a white shirt under it, a black bow tie, with black pants, like the rest of the members' outfits but with a girly touch.

"Ni hao!" She greeted over the loud screams and cheers.

Once the fan sign started, the fans came by and she quickly signed the autographs, greeting the fans politely in English and Chinese.

Watching a young Chinese girl approach her, Jennie happily said, "Hi!" while having a sweet smile on her face.

The girl looked timid as she stood in front of her. She sounded uncertain as she began to speak in broken English, "Hello, Jennie. I learnt English to be with you."

Astonished, Jen held the girl's hands. "Wow, you're learning English, just to talk to me? Thank you, so much. That makes me very happy."

"Happy? I happy, too."

Jen continued meeting a variety of fans, but the one person who touched her the most was when a young woman approached her and spoke in fluent English.

"Jennie! I'm President of your fan club in China, helping our Chinese fans to learn English, just to talk to you."

"N-no way! Seriously?"

"Yep! We have a lot of members, so far. We're delighted that we finally get to meet you!"

"Gosh, I wasn't prepared to begin crying, today." She exclaimed as she wiped the tears of joy that were in her eyes.

'It's time to give back to the fans'

"We have a few questions to discuss with Bangtan. You guys are the first Korean artist to hold a fan sign in mainland China. How do you feel about being first?" The MC asked.

"Honored. Like, wow. Words can't explain how thankful we are to be able to do this." Jen answered in a bright tone. "I found out there are some ARMYs who are learning English to speak to me, I'm overwhelmed with joy."

"We are able to get close with the fans during a fan sign so it feels really good." Rap Monster added. "But it's a bit regretful that we couldn't get to talk more with everyone. We feel very honored to be able to have a fan sign like this. We are excited to be able to meet everyone up close."

"Your great performance at yesterday's Yinyuetai V Chart Awards Show, and you even won an award. We saw Bangtan also posted their own photos. I want to ask, is our award still well?" The MC asked

"Yes, we kept it very well. We will keep it well after we return to Korea." Suga answered.

"Our Chinese fans came up with very cute nicknames. Let's say leader's nickname first okay?" The MC turned to the crowd. "What is leader's nickname?" She heard them shout it out. 

"Rap Monster's nickname is La Meng." Which meant Rap Mon.

"What is Jin's nickname?"

"Princess!"

Laughing out loud at Jin's nickname, Jen, along with the rest of the members teases him while Jin covered his mouth.

"What is Suga's nickname?"

"Tang Tang!"

"What is J-Hope's nickname?"

"Hope!"

"Now what about Jimin's?

"Ji Mi Hua!"

"Jimihua is a type of food made with chicken." The MC explained. "Now what is V's nickname?"

"Tai! Tai!"

"A cute way to say Tae is Tai Tai." The MC added. "Now what is our maknae Jungkook's nickname?"

"Guo Guo!"

"Lastly, what is Miss Bangtan's nickname?"

"Airen!" They shout, calling her sweetheart.

Sweetheart?

What a cute nickname.

Hearing the fans shout it out caused Jen's face to heat up, covering her face, shyly. The fans thought it was cute and continued to cheer.

"Xiexie! Wo ai ni!" She waved at them.

"After this interaction, we will start today's intimate event. From the 200 fans at the fan sign, we will pick two lucky winners to take a picture with them onstage. And by request of Jennie, receive a hug from her." The MC said. After the guys play rock paper scissors, V won and chose the

lucky number and then Jin chose the next number.

The first fan headed to the stage greeted them shyly and posed for the group photo. After the picture, Jennie hopped off the stage and circled her arms around the girl, pulling her in for a warm hug. The fan began to act giddy in her arms. After she pulled away, the girl held her heart, still in shock.

"Jennie, you give warm hugs." She mentioned in a bubbly voice.

"Awe, really? I'm flattered." She smiled at the girl and made her way back to her seat. After she hugged the next lucky winner, the MC said her closing remarks.

"I know we feel reluctant to part with Bangtan Boys and the Bangtan Girl. Everyone must remember to go to Yinyuetai, Yinyue V Chart and vote for them. Also, you must go to our site to buy their album to support BTS. We'll see each other again at our next fan sign. Bye bye!" The MC closed the show.

[weenunreleased]

I need to talk about my family situation because I'm strongly considering going no contact 4ever <3

I have 1 sibling and I live with him, my biological dad, and my step mom. I am 8 years older than my brother and he was adopted from my stepmother's sister.

My biological mom was basically a crackwhore that my dad knocked up on accident and she left me in a house alone "Trainspotting Style", so my dad won the custody battle and I haven't seen half my family since.

I was a severe neglect case so I was kind of retarded. Also my new step mom was beating my ass senseless. Because of all this, I was a really bad student and couldn't make good grades in anything but english. I was labeled a "bad kid" all throughout elementary and middle school and it just compounded on itself. I could not do well in school because nobody wanted to teach me. Which was WEIRD because i was fairly quiet. I just had this "crazy bitch" label on me. It was so bad that when I became near-sighted, the school nurse told my parents I was lying. I literally could not see.

Anyways, we end up adopting my brother when I was 8 and things were pretty normal, but I would forever be thought of as a mentally ill crazy child. The consequences of this started showing itself when my brother got older and my mom started making more money. It was like all her resources amd kindness were going into this little boy. I didnt care because I was getting tutoring and was on a sports team which was nice.

She enrolled my brother in private school while I stayed in public school. He never got beaten despite his behavior being far more severe than mine. This child had tempter tantrums every single day up until the age of 12. Her justification for this was that he had ADHD and just needed help.

Wait

I thought I was mentally ill and needed help? Why did everyone always tell me I was crazy and then refuse to help me? What made him more worthy of help?

Eventually my brother starts playing online video games. This is where everything goes downhill. He would stay up until 1 or 2 in the morning at my expense. This kid would play fortnite and SCREAM. My parents were fully aware of this and chose to do nothing, because their bedroom was far enough away that they could not hear it. My parents wouldn't let me learn an instrument because it was too loud, but did nothing about their son screaming. It was insane. I was also expected to clean up after his messes, which, I refused to do. At that point he was old enough to clean.

By the time I had gotten to college, his behavior was so bad I couldn't survive on a regular work + school schedule. I had to be up til 2 am every night while he screamed, and then try and nap more in the mornings. If I wanted to get homework done I had to walk somewhere quiet. He had spent his entire life in private schools while I grappled with the fact that I'd never afford rent. And I had to live in this house knowing there was no escape unless someone took me in.

Now he's at a private highschool. His full tuition costs $120,000. I live with my grandma and can't afford an apartment despite having an associates degree.

To say the kid is spoiled is an understatement. He owns investment jewelry pieces and only wears jordans. Seeing ice around his neck is so fucking bizarre I swear to god. My mom is always telling him he's some sort of genius. He graduated middle school 5th in his class! (Out of 10 people). The way he talks about himself is so far removed from reality. He thinks he's a king that rose up from poverty.

All of this was barable because ultimately, I was just losing opportunities that most people don't get anyways. But the last straw was the fucking cat.

I am just the retard child. And yesterday a kitten followed me home while on a walk. I brought him inside, fed him, gave him a flea bath. What did my mom have to say?

"Your brother has been wanting a cat! It's his now!"

Tonight I took the cat into my guest room because my brother wasn't watching it, and as per usual, was up playing video games right outside my door. I told him I was taking the cat and that he needed to sleep and he started threatening violence, on top of screaming about how it was his "fucking cat". He keeps getting closer to hitting me and I swear when he does I will beat the fuck out of him back. They let him get away with anything including violence and harassment against me, because they do it too.

Last night he told me the reason that mom gave him the cat was that I wasn't related to her, and therefore I was not her child at all. It was the way of the world. I was a retard orphan under her roof.

I have no empathy for people anymore I do not dream of love I do not yearn for friendship. So um yeah. I want the fucking cat.

[moonbeam-darling]

I'm about 5 weeks into my second year of college, and I will never not be so happy about the fact that my professors not only care a lot about what they are teaching, but are also extremely excited to share what they teach. Teachers tended to be more excited to teach in elementary school, barely any were in middle school, and a small handful were in high school.

I've had 15 professors so far, and while I didn't like all of them, I can't say that they weren't all extremely passionate about their fields. 13 of them have gone out of their way to help and provide extra opportunities for us or point us in the direction where we'd find them. I'm only saying 13 because 2 of them I had for online summer classes, so I didn't really get to meet them, but they were still nice and clearly extremely knowledgeable.

I also love how they are more willing to admit or apologize when they're wrong or accept that we're doing our best to understand, but they aren't making it clear, or at least some of mine have been.

For example, one of my professors recently got frustrated while we were reviewing, and it caught us off guard. But instead of blaming us for not understanding, they apologized first for reacting like that and second for not explaining in a way that we could understand, and said that it's not our fault for struggling. They also said that if they're ever frustrated, they are not frustrated at us but at themself. And honestly, that healed a little part of me that was used to getting yelled at by teachers for being confused.

Today, when class started, they mentioned it again to apologize again and then proceeded to explain what had us confused in a better way that helped us all. I don't know about you guys, but only a few of my teachers pre-college ever apologized for this, and even fewer modified their lesson to help us better understand.

[popowerst]

What am I celebrating on Father's Day?

Thanks for covering some of my living expenses while I lived with you.

Thanks for making sure I always had something to eat and clean water to drink.

Thanks for providing a room for me in your home.

Thanks for the the anxiety and depression.

Thanks for what is probably ADHD. Thanks for telling me you suspected you had it too, but only when it got so bad I started talking to my doctor about it. I was 25 years old.

Thanks for the child abuse. Thanks for hitting me, locking me out of the house, and throwing my books at me. Thanks for throwing open my door and screaming at me at random times of the day any time to scare me.

Thanks for being emotionally unavailable. Whenever Mom and I would get into an argument, she would always threaten me "just wait until you dad gets home." Not because you would mediate between the two of us, find common ground, and help us reach a compromise. No. You would come into my room, tell me to stop arguing with my mother, she's right and I'm the kid so I need to listen to her, you would ground me for weeks for having an argument in the first place.

By the way, thanks for pushing me so hard academically. I did really well in school, so it'll be funny if I find out I really did have ADHD all this time. You used to ground me if I left the honor roll list, or brought home so much as a C average in any class until around my Junior year of high school or so. I love when y'all were still treating me like I didn't understand anything when I started taking college-level courses in 10th grade. Somehow I was able to keep a part-time job- because I had to in order to pay my bills- and take 6 AP classes my senior year and still managed to stay on honor roll. Were you proud of me? You certainly didn't show it if you were. At least you came to graduation? You are the participation award of fathers.

You never even wanted to participate in my hobbies. My very few extracurriculars. I could probably count on one hand the number of plays you came to see. You didn't care- you weren't interested. It had nothing to do with supporting me, it would be boring to you so you wouldn't go.

Thanks for making me stay as quiet as possible while at home. Couldn't even practice my recorder in elementary school because it was "too loud." Yet you would watch movies in the living room with the bass booming.

Thank you for making me start working during the summer when I was in high school. I really appreciate the leg up it gave me work-ethic wise over my peers, and who wouldn't want a part-time job at a pizza place? What I didn't like was how you both then started pushing bills on to me when I should've been saving for college- which you never helped with. Picking up something like my phone bill was fine and a good way to teach responsible money habits.

But then you started charging me rent. A third of the total house expenses as a matter of fact. $500 a month, for: one 10 x 10 bedroom, right next to yours, that I was constantly berated for being too loud in, with a shared bathroom. The living room was for you guys. The other two bedrooms and the converted garage connected to the laundry room with the half bath were all used for storage, because you and Mom are both hoarders. You also put me in charge of my own food purchases, to be kept in a mini fridge in my bedroom. There was no room in the fridge or freezer- you keep it loaded with junk. I also had limited kitchen access, not that I knew how to cook anyway. Thank God I had been staying at my girlfriend's place and her mom took pity on me- she allowed me to store frozen foods in their freezer, where they somehow made enough space for me to keep a few things, despite having twice as many people in the house. They also helped me afford a car. And a lot of other important things. I married her daughter. It ended up being one of the best decisions I've ever made.

I am not a materialistic person, so I don't hold this as much against you as much I am just generally appreciative of them, but you weren't financially prepared to raise a child, were you? There were no savings. No help. I was supposed to go out into the world and start from scratch at the age of 17. Full time job and full time student balanced right out of high school. That's cool and all. But that doesn't strike me as something a loving, caring, thoughtful father would do. No, you opened up a joint account with your crusty bank because I almost traveled across the country to go to college, and when I was out of town and the rent was due, you sent me a text saying you knew I could pay it because you checked my account and I had enough. You transferred the money without asking when I was hundreds of miles from home, and all I can say is I'm grateful my best friend's parents were generous and kind to me, because I'm not sure how I would've gotten food that week without them.

I think about you a lot. I want to forgive you. I'm sure you feel these emotions too. You don't understand how to express them. Your generation looked down upon people who need therapy. I know you have unresolved trauma that nobody else knows about but mom and my grandmother. I know your dad left you at a young age. He's shitty and I know life was harder for you as a result. Honestly sometimes seeing how he turned out makes me wonder whether that was for better or worse. The boyfriend that came after him was pretty bad too. From what I've heard, he was just straight up abusive and I can only imagine the effect that had on you. Either way you deserved to have a father figure. Is it selfish for me to say that?

Thanks for keeping my sister a secret from me for years. I still don't know her name. Maybe I'll meet her someday. Mom was the one that ended up telling me about her- I think she still resents that you gave another woman a child years before her, doubly so because of the following miscarriages. Good on you for paying child support. However, this is where I really get upset.

Did you really not have enough self awareness to realize the damage that you can cause by putting a woman and a child in that kind of position? I would think that you, out of all people, would understand the kinds of difficulties that a father walking out of a family would cause. You idiot. Are you absolutely clueless? How could you live your whole life, feel all the ways that you do, meet a woman, get her pregnant, and think that the right role model to follow in this instance was your father? Did you learn nothing?

But coming at you from this angle won't help at all. This would just make you upset. You shut down, stop listening. You want the patience that you never gave.

I think that you once thought I hated you or that I wanted you dead. That's not true. I love you. Deep down I want to have a relationship with you. I mourn the lack of connection and that's why it's so sour when I see you for a couple of hours every few months. Seeing you is like seeing a grumpy old friend. You don't text, you don't call. You do not know how to make someone feel loved. You never learned that skill.

It's agonizing to have to sit and pretend that everything is okay. It's very damaging to my mental health. But how do I even begin to talk about any of this with you? Again you have no communication skills. I have just begun to develop my own, and I had to do it independently of you. Unfortunately Mom didn't help much either. She's another story entirely.

I feel guilty that I even have these feelings about you. Some people don't even know their dads. A lot of people have it way worse than me. I'm just complaining. But I deserve to complain every once in a while.

I don't know where to go from here. Every time I see you, I have to look you in the eye and act like everything is okay. I keep hoping one of these days I'll get a call from you. A text message. Maybe you'll find my email address somewhere. I want you to open up this conversation. I don't know how to bring it up. Maybe I'll figure it out in therapy. Haven't told y'all that I mostly talk about you when I go.

I remember when I told you I started going. The only thing you said was "therapy's really expensive." And you're right, it is. But this cycle of generational trauma stops with me. You always told me I knew better, that I was too smart to be lazy and I wasn't applying myself. Well here you go. I used my resources to figure out why all the men in my family are awful people, develop the skills necessary to balance those weaknesses, and lay plans for the future that include financial stability, effective communication, mutual respect, and loving my family so much that nobody can deny it.

If you get your act together, I might let you meet your grandkids. Happy Father's Day.

[fingertipsmp3]

Me getting the job:

Me immediately being hit with imposter syndrome:

[hajimeshoe]

Heya! How're you? If you take requests, could you do a headcanon about the Octatrio with a Crystal Jellyfish! S/O?

So, I spent a lot of time doing research about jellyfish for this one. Apparently, there's a species of Octopus that eats jellyfish? Crystal Jellyfish reader better not piss off Azul...

Octavinelle x Crystal Jellyfish!S/O

So, first, for the basic facts

You grew up with the Tweels and Azul in the coral sea (Crystal jellies, Moray eels, and some octopuses are pelagic, so it makes sense)

You don't swim very fast, so you would often skip phys ed in elementary and middle school

You started dating him at the end of your second year at NRC

Unlike the boys, I feel like you'd be assigned to Pomfiore - Crystal Jellie's are beautiful and have toxic stings

You do still stay at the school throughout the winter holiday

When you started attending NRC, all of you found out that you can sense when people have cancer! The staff had to spend around an hour just to explain to you why you can't just walk up to them and tell them though....

Azul

You went to school with the boys

At first? You were terrified of Azul

Some types of Octopus eat jellyfish!

But you got over that when you realized he was bullied too

So, growing up, you two built a close bond - you, because of the bullying for your body proportions, and him for his weight

You would both skip phys ed together, complain about other students, everything!

You were 100% his biggest supporter when he started using his unique magic to get back at bullies

Because of this, once you two both went to NRC, you stuck together as close as can be

You're the only person who he helps for free (Yay!)

Neither of you are good at flying class

But that's okay, he'll just make a deal with someone who is

Also, your job in the Mostro Lounge is generally to use your Unique Magic - Concealed Fulmination (Turns you invisible and shock people) - in order to whisper in people's ears in why they should make a deal with Azul

Awww, when he overblotted, he never hurt you <3 He assumed you were the only innocent person in that school lol

You tend to stay away from Floyd, he finds it interesting that you can't feel pain (Azul, meanwhile, is panicking internally - can he just keep you in an aquarium to keep you safe and protected?)

Floyd

You were also terrorized by Floyd growing up if Jade wasn't there to stop him

He did mellow out once you two went to NRC - after all, he had new prey

You often got sat with him in class

You were ready to strangle him half of the time and actually did try once

That was the day he actually took notice of you and your natural talent for squeezing

He makes it his life's (Or moods?) goal to end up with you

Once you two do start dating, Floyd would absolutely love that you don't have pain receptors!

He could squeeze you as much as he wants and you won't complain!

At least, until he accidentally breaks your arm - oopsies

After that, he tends to be a little more careful with you - not enough really that other students will notice, but just enough that there aren't any more incidents of him injuring you

Floyd gets you into all kinds of trouble when he's in the mood

If he's in a bad mood, though? Azul throws you at him and runs

"You deal with it! You're his friend!"

"So? You're his partner!"

Jade

Jade, Jade, Jade

He's entertained by how skittish you used to be around Azul

He scares you on purpose sometimes because he thinks you look pretty when you glow

He's also a bit surprised still by how big you can open your mouth

Like, in your jellyfish form, you can open it to half your size??? You can still open it to a quarter of your size when still in human form?

He doesn't let Floyd squeeze you, don't worry!

(He does have you go up to random people sometimes though and have you tell them they have cancer)

Jade definitely will teach you all about mushrooms. Good ones, bad ones, edible ones, poisonous ones, all mushrooms!

Hopefully you listen, he'll be sad if you don't

You wouldn't want him to cry, would you?

Jade cooks for you whenever you ask - so long as he has time

Wait- Y/n, why did you just request jellyfish??? Y/n, get back here!

[chrisevansdaughter]

Chris evans is dating elementary teacher! reader and he asked reader's students to help him out to propose

“But in the end you said….”

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Paring: Chris x Elementary Teacher! Reader

Warnings: pure fluff for the fact chris asked y/n’s class to help him 🥹

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You’re school always had this day once a month where you could bring your other half to work with you it was almost like a career day for the kids because they got to experience and ask Chris what he did for work even though most of them knew he was the famous Captain America.

Today you were teaching them all about the 2nd world war and the importance of working together as a team, there was team building activities all over the room. Chris joining and leading some of them without stealing the show from you. Your class always looked forward to this day every month and always tried to get out of you what you had planned but that was kept under tight wraps.

Even when Chris couldn’t be there due to scheduling he’d always make sure to FaceTime in to say hi to them all because you secretly knew he counted down the days to when he could come see all of his favourite class again. If he couldn’t FaceTime he’d send Scott to join in that’s happened a couple of times the kids just love the Evans brothers I mean who wouldn’t.

Half way through all the activities, the teacher from the next classroom who was also your best friend Amelia came in to tell you that she needed a quick chat about a student with you. Locking eyes with Chris you asked if he wouldn’t mind.

Of course he didn’t, really he wanted it to happen all along, so he could get your favourite little family who were your class together to help him plan how to ask you to marry him.

“Guys, shhh I’ve got to ask you a really important question that you’ve got to keep quiet because it’s a secret for Miss Y/L/N” he whispered excitedly to the class

They all agreed of course you were literally the kid’s favourite person in the whole school, the best teacher ever.

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So a couple of days later, on a weekend getaway with you he popped the question. Little did you know his family was there to support, celebrate and congratulate you on this amazing news. You couldn’t be more happier to have the family you have. The family you’ve never necessarily had. The one you didn’t know you needed.

But in the end you said….

Yes.

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Hey anon, I hope you love this. It was amazing and really fun to write 💖

Hope you all enjoy my asks are open so please do keep sending these in i love them 😚

[yunoysl]

𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. (𝐦)

Getting detention with Yuta, which was his fault, leads to a sudden confession and something you never expected.

Word count: 1k

Warnings: cunnilingus, unprotected sex, lots of usage of ‘good girl’, slight praising + degradation, breeding, slight fingering

There’s a shortage of yuta smut and I’m not okay with that so here I am.

You don’t hate anyone in the world. Hate is a strong and negative word. Well you don’t hate anyone except for one person, and that person being Nakamoto Yuta. You’ve hated him ever since you first ran into him at your local campus coffee shop. He walked into you while holding his coffee cup in his hand, resulting in it spilling all over your outfit that you had spent a lot of time and money on. He didn’t even apologize, just chuckled in your face and walked away without saying anything. So ever since then you’ve hated him.

He also teases you a lot, like a lot. He’ll play with your hair when you’re sitting in front of him, twirling it around his index finger. When he gets the lucky chance to sit sext to you he’ll place his hand on your thigh, slightly rubbing it back and forth and getting you worked up.

Now it’s his fault that you have detention. He wouldn’t stop bothering you in class, constantly poking your arm to get your attention until you had enough and yelled at him about how annoying he is, resulting in your professor not being happy for disturbing his class and giving you both detention.

And also just your luck, halfway though the professor had to leave to go help a student get off of a basketball hoop. They can get themselves up but not down?

You’re just praying that Yuta doesn’t decide to start a conversation, as you’ve had enough of him for one day.

You barely even let him open his mouth before you were angry and ranting at him. “No, shut up. Just shut up. Don’t say anything, and don’t do anything, you’ve already done enough for today.”

He wasn’t even quiet for 7 minutes before he decided to try to talk again, making you let out a deep sigh and bang your head on the desk.

“Why do you hate me?”

“Why? Oh I don’t know, maybe it’s the spilling coffee on me and not even apologizing, maybe it’s the twirling my hair when I’m trying to concentrate in class, maybe it’s the placing your hand on my thigh, or the constant poking that you did today. I don’t know it could be any of those.” you sarcastically sneered at him, tired of having to always deal with him.

“You know I do all that because I like you”

“You’re always- wait... what?” to say you were confused would be an understatement.

“You know how they say that an elementary school kid can’t express how he feels so he always teases his crush.”

“This isn’t elementary school, Yuta” you can’t believe that all these months of Yuta getting on every single one of your nerves was because he actually liked you.

“I didn’t know any other way to show you I liked you”

“You’re really childish”

“I know, let me make it up to you”

“By buying me a coffee?”

“No, I meant by relieving some of your stress”

“The stress that you cause?”

“Okay I get it I haven’t been the nicest person to you” he got up from the desk he was sitting at took a seat at the one in front of you, making you look up at him because of the height difference.

“Let me make it up to you” he caressed your cafe while rubbing his thumb on your bottom lip.

“O-Okay” he moved you onto your desk, making you sit on it.

He lifted your skirt up only to see your panties were already drenched. “Oh, what’s this we have here? My good girl is already wet?”

He was quick to get between your legs, removing your panties and stuffing them into his back pocket before his tongue licking your clit and eating you passionately. He sucked on your clit a few times before bringing himself back up, eager to finally be inside you.

He rubbed the tip a few times on your entrance, your juices collecting on his tip before pushing in, slightly hissing at the stretch.

He was barely halfway in. “Loosen up baby” you whine at the pleasurable stretch his cock gave you.

After a while he was finally able to push all of him inside you. “We have to be quick baby, we don’t have much time”

It was hard to keep your voice down with how good he was at this.

“Your tight pussy is so good for me” he dives into you rapidly, the desk underneath you moving and slightly making a squeaking sound.

“Will you be a good girl and come for me?” He let out a choked sob as his pace quickens, eager to finish inside you.

He reaches down to rub circles on your clit. “How are you a good girl but you’re letting me fuck you in detention?” His words have an effect on you, making you whimper.

“You’re so pathetic” he feels so good, his cock hitting you in all the right places. Your orgasm finally rips through you, shoving your head into his shoulder to not make a loud sound and have someone walk in to see what’s happening.

“That’s my good girl” you come down from your high as his warm cum shoots into you. He finally pulls out, fingering you to shove whatever was starting to leak out back inside you with his index and middle finger.

You both hear keys approaching, making you both scurry to get back into your seats and not look like you just fucked in a classroom.

The breeze from your professor opening the door hits your pussy, making your breath hitch at the fact that you’re not wearing underwear.

When you looked at Yuta noticed a smug look on his face, your panties poking out from his pocket.

“Alright, detentions over. You way both leave, please don’t disrupt my class again when I’m trying to teach”

“Yes professor” you quickly pick up your bag and scurry off, Yuta’s cum on the verge of dripping down your legs as you’re speed walking. You’re going to kill him for this.

[infinity-or-oblivion]

currently writing a sequel for my teacher!peter au i wrote for interwebs week and this one is all about peter and him trying to figure out how to be a mentor to miles but i’m getting so many new ideas for the kids and idc what to do with them since im trying my damn best not to get sidetracked UGH

for context: peter, ned, mj, flash, and most of their old acadec team from the mcu movies return to midtown tech to teach in their mid-twenties, miles morales starts going there as a freshman along with his childhood best friend ganke, they become friends with sam chung (blindspot from the daredevil comics) and kate bishop and america chavez (from the young avengers comics), and last but not least, i have too many thoughts about their little friend group. go read my fic!!!!!

the school doesn’t let sam take mandarin or japanese, miles or america take spanish, or ganke take korean, but they’re required to take a few semesters of foreign language so:

miles, america and kate take french (kate’s dad wanted her to and miles and america were like sure why not, and french has enough similarities to spanish that it wouldn’t be too difficult for them to pick up), ganke takes spanish because he loves miles and also miles does at least half of his homework for him, and sam also takes spanish but is actually committed to doing the work himself and it’s his fourth language so he’s better at picking up languages than the rest of them so he’s fine (he will never admit that he felt left out by america and miles talking shit in spanish right in front of the rest of them. really it’s unfortunate that ganke and sam have three east asian languages between them but none in common)

the way that their group came together was that miles sat next to kate in their french class and she adopted him and forced him to be friends with her and america, but miles was literally terrified of america before they bonded over being latine. kate regrets introducing them because she knows enough spanish to know when they’re making fun of her but not enough to know what they’re saying. sam ends up sitting with ganke and miles at lunch and it turns out he and miles are the same brand of chaotic, eventually kate and america join them. sign ups for the new acadec team go out and america bullies everyone else into joining, but kate ends up being the one most into it, she's determined to be team captain next year and she's scary intense about it

here's a little snippet that got cut from nothing new under the sun about them:

Miles didn’t want to go to the fancy nerd school at first. He was prepared to enter the nearest public high school and make it through another four years of education, and by then he’d have figured out what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. A simple plan, but there’s nothing wrong with that.

His dad didn’t agree with that sentiment.

“Miles, you are so, so brilliant, and it’s like you don’t even care! You could do amazing things, and this school is going to help you, I promise. I don’t want you to be just another kid in a crowd of thousands, I want more for you,” he told Miles. Miles didn’t really care, he mostly just wanted to stay in Brooklyn. The subway ride all the way into Midtown sounded exhausting.

But Miles ended up at Midtown School of Science and Technology in the fall, and that was that.

His best friend from elementary school had also ended up at Midtown, so at least he wasn’t alone. Ganke had changed a lot in three years, and Miles supposed he had too. But Ganke was still a genius in a way that made Miles feel like he didn’t quite measure up sometimes, so some things never changed. Miles was still constantly doodling and lamenting the fact that the STEM school’s art department was sorely lacking. He pointedly ignored the fact that an underfunded Brooklyn public school would most likely be worse.

But there turned out to be some bright points in the new school. Ganke made friends with a Chinese kid named Sam who quickly became Miles’ friend too, and the three of them messed around in the city every Saturday afternoon. Sam was also a genius, but the more people Miles met, the more he realized that everyone in this school was stupidly smart. The difference was that most of the others actually had some level of motivation. Miles just slogged through his classes and got high test scores. Sam was working on building an actual invisibility suit.

The school required all of the students to take three semesters of foreign language before graduation, and Miles decided to knock them out quickly and just take Spanish, before he realized that Midtown didn’t let students take their native language and his mamá had told the school that he was bilingual on the scholarship application. So Miles had to take a French class, because he figured it would be the next easiest to learn. He ended up being right about that, except for the pronunciation. Vowels in French just didn’t make any sense, not like in Spanish or English.

He sat next to a girl named Kate Bishop who was apparently rich and not happy about it, and her rich parents were making her take French because it was a rich-people thing. Miles knew this because Kate Bishop didn’t stop talking, even when Miles rarely responded. He didn’t mind, not really, but he always felt awkward around her constant energy.

[not-twst-enough]

“*sniffs* because of my tears, I ended up breaking most of the rules. *sniffs* *sniffs* I really.....am the Queen’s worst soldier.....*sniffs* hck! uwaaaahhhhh!~”

TECHNICAL INFORMATION

Name: Gale Sombre

Japanese: ゲイル・ソンブレ

Romanji: Geiru Sonbure

Other Name:

Monsieur Fausse-tortue (Rook)

Ukame-kun (Floyd)

Crybaby-senpai (Ace)

Voiced by Sakakihara Yuuki

BIOGRAPHICAL INFORMATION

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Birthday: February 19

Starsign: Pisces

Height: 174cm

Eye Color: Turquoise

Hair Color: Dark Blue and Green highlight

Homeland:

Coral Sea (formerly)

Rose Kingdom

Race: half-cow; half-tortoise (hybrid)

Family: Unnamed Father and Unnamed Mother

PROFESSIONAL STATUS

Dorm: Heartslabyul

School Year: Second

Class: 2-D Student no. 12

Occupation: Student

Club: Cooking

Best Subject: Defensive Magic

FUN FACTS

Dominant Hand: Right

Favorite Food: Gelatin

Least Favorite Food: Escargot

Dislike: Riddle’s anger

Hobby: Making Gelatin

Talents: Cullinary

Unique Magic: “Shell of Grief”

His UM has ability to engulf a large area with his aura, causing anyone within his reach to be overwhelmed with intense feeling of sadness and uncontrollable cry. This ability doesn’t mean to be in constant depending on Gale’s decision whenever he activate with his own freewill

PERSONALITY:

He is the most melancholic crybaby of Heartslabyul and never smiles. Gale is easily emotional at anything that he would constantly cries over. His clumsiness, many mistakes he have done to whatever he helps, horrifying things like danger, intimidation of others, Riddle’s punishments, the weirdness of NRC. All of these are droving him to be more sad that he usually ran away to his dorm and hides in isolated rose maze that is a safe place for him to cry no matter how long he stays. Due to his personality, he’s been mostly neglecting the rules and duties as the Queen’s soldiers. Almost everyone in Heartslabyul (sometimes Riddle himself) have forgotten about him. Some other knew of his personal disappearance but thought it’s troublesome to bring him back because of his melancholic behavior.

He often been easily teased and naming him a “coward” by many because how fragile and cowardly he looks. Either showing their affection towards him and jokes around with pranks but know that he is too sensitive when it comes to jokes. Making up scary jokes or stories would frighten him the most which obviously him begun to cry. Although he wouldn’t mind the good jokes as long as someone has to reassured him if it aren’t true and apologize that is offensive to him. Even Gale doesn’t always smile he would love to see those who’ve been around with him, smiles. He may be an annoying crybaby or a fragile coward to people’s eyes but he has a big kind heart. He is quite a shy one having hard time converse one another and showing his expressions other than sadness due to his past. Wouldn’t want to be the center of the attention by anyone. He’d usually thought negatively by mumbling harsh words to himself subconsciously that people would find it annoying. Find a way to cheer Gale up would be a hard mission to do but in order to zip his mumbles, they need various ways to bring his hopes up. It’ll take longer for Gale to feel what’s “happiness”.

In a good side, he’s surprisingly smart and a bit skilled at baking/cooking. He is very serious during class rather he’s really good at academic work than physical work thanks to growing up being well-educated back from his hometown he’s kind enough to help others explaining very detailed information and everyday he went to the library and studied by himself since Library is a quite place. Gale rather likes to stay quite places like in the rose maze and botanic garden. There are times he could be very serious but passionate if it’s about cooking. He’d nervously accept anyone’s help in baking & cooking if they promised to keep in mind of his teaching. Gale was actually wanted and tried his best to grow close relationship with anyone even if he always ran away from everyone. He’d slowly develop understanding new feelings from his observation and experiences. If something is serious that doesn’t mean he doesn’t know how to defend himself and other people he love. that really upsets him that much, he’d unexpectedly would show little bit of his true colors than he didn’t realized

Quick warning that his backstory is a bit angst ⚠️

Backstory

Gale was born to be a unique sea creature. A hybrid.....a frown hybrid to be precise. Apparently the parents have to live separately due to his father’s demand of work on the surface so from now on, his mother was the one who’ll raise Gale in the Coral Sea. Every mermaid children even from his school have avoided Gale because of his grotesque appearance: a body of a sea turtle and a horn & tail of a cow as a results of being isolated from them at the young age. Some mermaids did dare bullied while ridiculed Gale naming “son of a sea demon” which makes Gale constantly to mourn everyday alone on the rock until he realized he’ll never fit in with other mermaids or sea creatures. After some time, he and his mother had moved to the surface to reunite and live with their father at the Rose Kingdom. The differences from Sea of Coral is that Gale likes the atmosphere of the Rose Kingdom. People were been nice to him and the children wanted to play with Gale then he made few friends there but still until now Gale is still very insecure of his true form except only Heartslabyul knew who really was that they accepted him as also respected his decision to keep it a secret from outside students.

Trivia

He is the twisted version of the Mockturtle

The name Gale was named by his parents decision that is from an old English word of gal "jovial" and “light” meaning cheerful as they wanted their son to be the happy one. Sombre is a French word based on Latin sub “under” & umbra “shade”

His parents are actually different races as his father is a cow while his mother is a sea turtle

Gale has a hobby of making gelatin as the reference from an old Jell-O commercial in 1956

He has this other ability he could transform to his turtle form and quickly hides inside his shell whenever he was jump-sacred

He is the one who made the beret to design like Heartslabyul themed

He with Azul and Leech twins used to be an old classmates from their elementary school in the Coral Sea

Despite being sorted to Heartslabyul and as a Coral Sea-born, he doesn’t fit in well with Octavinelle students. He tried to, though.

Every spring break, he only visited Coral Sea to meet up with his relatives from his mother’s side

(Heartslabyul banner originally belongs to 👉🏻 @/piraticusdorm not mine)

[kojinnie]

AOT Characters’ Modern Jobs Headcanon; The Vets Edition!

The jobs that The Vets would have in modern!au, their workplace antics and their back story. There might be some inaccuracies when describing the job as obviously I don’t work at these industries to know its intricacies. Most of the jobs are office jobs. Enjoyyyy!

My Masterlist .::. Pt. II: Zeke Yeager’s Modern Jobs Headcanon   

Most recent work: Dream Me Home (Before Shiganshina) | reader x erwin smith

A/N: I really need to finish a presentation deck due tonight for an early morning meeting tomorrow but of course, this comes first hahaha 

erwin!

A/N: Basically lawyer!erwin is the way to go, innit?

He's in his 40s, so he may have a settled career

He came from a white-collar, middle-class family. So he wasn’t silverspoon-fed, but his parents had enough money to put him through good school

Got a scholarship to go to one of the nation’s finest law schools

Kept it lowkey in college’s social circle, graduated with summa cum laude, developed a strong academic relation with his professor, and got recommended for an internship at top law firm at the capital city

Starting his career as a corporate lawyer, but then built his expertise as white-collar crime attorney

In his early 30s, he represented a union suing against conglomerate corporation in a big case that had national coverage, from then on he began to know his calling

Expanding his portfolio and became well-known for defending workers, consumers and civilians against corporate fraud scheme

Currently doing a lot of pro-bono cases for deprived victims of big corporate fraud. You would see him frequently gracing your local newspaper we love us some socialist king

On the side, he often writes for law journal and fills in as guest professor at local universities for summer courses

Established his own law firm with some of his partners, specializing in white collar crime and labor & employment law

He’s damn accomplished, but never really had any time for self-indulgence. Even after he becomes a household name in the country, with tens of attorneys working under him, his employees would still see him working on New Year’s Eve

He was always attentive to his employees, though. Although he has a very strict, borderline no-life work ethics, he never forces his employees to follow his habit, in fact he despises when his employees works on holidays and can be seen blaming himself for it a bit of a hypocrite but thats ok

He still takes metro to work. He prefers a very lowkey, ordinary lifestyle because he fears if he shows any knack for indulgence, he will be susceptible to gratification from potential enemies or crooked politicians

Definitely a sight to see at the workplace, for he's tall and always oozes a sense of authority in the way he speaks and carries himself generally

His emotional intelligence is top-notch, you would never meet someone who is able to be very objective and calculating, while being kind and compassionate at the same time

His fellow attorneys put a lot for respect for him, and hundreds of applicants come to his considerably small firm every week, because a lot of aspiring attorney find him inspiring to work with

He wasn’t oblivious to his shiny reputation, but he’s trying his hardest to not let the compliments get to his head. Sometimes he doesn’t give himself enough credit for it

Was approached by one of the political party’s committee to run for local senate, but turned it down

basically he’s perfect if you like a man who’s never home for christmas

Hange!

A/N: Ok ok, I really wanna see Paleontologist!Hange because it has always been my fave dream job, but I want Hange to be out and about with people so here it is

Hange is the type to be incredibly good at one thing, that she will dedicate her whole life for that pursuit, but will be awfully oblivious to a whole lot of things (not intentional of course, they just have a very limited attention span) (they wouldn’t know who kanye west is or what tiktok is)

Like Erwin, they came from a middle-class family. While Erwin’s parents might have been teachers, accountants or other common profession, Hange came from a family of academician and researchers

Hange studied Human Geography at uni, but later found passion specifically in its relation to industrialization and urban development

Hange aims to advocate for a better living condition for workforce, and nearby inhabitants of industrialized city detroit would be a beautiful city if only they let hange designed it

Hange is a professor at university, where they also led a non-profit research think-thank that also serves as pressure group for better government policy.

The university that Hange teaches in, is also the uni where Erwin teaches in summer. They’re close-knitted colleagues as they share similar passion. Erwin relies on Hange a lot for some intellectual insights to help his cases  

Hange is relentless in their cause, you may find Hange everywhere! From street protest to a hearing in the government court. They are passionate and will do anything for the cause they believe in

Hange was once hired by the government as an independent consultant for a new housing project, but left because they grew to be frustrated by the government’s bureaucracy and their outward reluctance to follow Hange's recommendation

Hange spends a lot of time overseas, consulting and advocating development in newly industrialized countries

On Hange’s birthday, her fellow researchers surprised them with a ‘pampering day’ where they took them to an optometrist because Hange had been complaining about their eyesight for a YEAR that gave them a lot of migraines, but was always either too busy or too lazy to go

Hange never really considers themselves as working, because they enjoy their job very much. Hange likes to spend months observing a community, talking to people for hours, and trying their best in understanding their problem

Out of so many great qualities that Hange has as a researcher that meets different set of people everyday, prejudice or preconceived judgment is completely absent in Hange’s demeanor and perspective

Hange doesn’t get a lot of free-time, even if they do, they’d wander around the city to do a little observation. But when the weather’s bad and they’re stuck at home with their pet lizard, they would logged into Quora to answer random internet questions

They’re an avid writer for National Geographic, and one time Hange won a pitch to make a documentary about an industrial city project they were working on

After the docu-series got broadcasted, Hange gained a small but passionate and loyal fans on the internet. You could even find a subreddit dedicated for Hange’s works

for real I want to be Hange. I want to have that kind of passion in life

levi!

A/N: I spent a lot of times thinking about Levi’s job in modern!au. Because here’s the thing, either we adopt his unfortunate childhood into its modern!au equivalent, or let’s just recreate his whole upbringing. But I think his personality stems from a specific things he experienced during childhood, so let’s not dismiss that.

Levi came from a struggling working class family. I reckon his parents might have had worked multiple jobs to sustain their living expense. Unfortunately they both passed away when Levi was very little, and left little to no inheritance

Levi’s parents were not close to their extended family, so when they died, Levi was admitted to the system and had to brace several foster families who didn’t really pay attention to him

Little Levi had come to realize that life’s all about survival and so he had been able to fend on for himself since very young age, he never asked for things

His uncle, Kenny, finally won custody over Levi when he was in elementary. Kenny made money from small-scale racketeering here and there. Levi never asked what he did for living, as long as he got food to eat and tuition paid off

Kenny was emotionally absent, but he loved spending time with the oddly quiet little child, teaching him a lot of crafts, from carpentering to how to flay pig’s skin

Levi didn’t really care about getting into college, and thought that he’d probably end up working for his uncle, so he put his bare minimum throughout school, although he was really good with numbers, especially in math, accounting and finance

One time in high school, Levi’s teacher asked him to sign up for the olympiad team, Levi turned it down because he thought that was a rich kid thing

He didn’t even apply for college, and worked odd jobs after high school. Probably working as cashiers or assistant to retail shop’s owner for couple of years, enough for him to afford a cheap studio apartment on his own

One of his bosses came to acknowledge Levi’s talent, and trusted him to handle the company’s accounting

By sheer luck, the company hit it big, and Levi found himself running the day-to-day accounting of mid-sized business with over 300 employees

He made good money already without a college degree, but with a new-found confidence Levi applied for uni, where he chose to study accounting (of course)

Although he was confident with his skills, he understood he needed to widen his horizon and network -- thus uni

Levi was one of the oldest members of his cohort in uni, but graduated with highest distinction

After graduating, with his skills and experience, it wasn’t hard for Levi to score a job at top accounting firm

There, he discovered an interest for forensic accounting, where through audits, analysis and investigation, he basically finds out if a company is doing fraud and embezzlement or not

This is where he came to know and get acquainted with Erwin and Hange (yippie they’re together again)

The firm he works for was assigned to investigate the finances of a troublesome company that had been sued by its workers for a jeopardizing working condition. Erwin was on the case, and Levi helped him with evidences for legal proceeding.

By chance, Erwin introduced Levi to Hange. At first, Levi would find Hange annoying and overtly energized, but after learning the things they have done, Levi grew to appreciate Hange’s passion (and secretly wants to have more of his positive outlook)

Levi is fucking good his job. In short amount of time, he could get a really ideal position in the office. He was almost foolproof, finding even the tiniest bit of discrepancy in his audit. He’d get assigned to the big league case/project.

Although really good at his job, he’s not a social person, especially in his office. He couldn’t understand the lavish lifestyle that finance and banking people often lead. He will only show up to office party if it is really necessary for him to show up (usually to receive some kind of informal awards for, again, being so fucking good) 

He leads a no-bullshit attitude at the office, largely because of his background. He is a self-made man, and is not easy to impress by some young executives from posh school that talk bigger than they can chew

His cold, seemingly dismissive attitude gained him a reputation of being scary, when actually he is very considerate

One of the things he enjoys doing is to actually teach, he really likes when a new kid at the office come to him with none of that pretentious, big talk, and really asks for his guidance. He would love to teach you a thing or two

He would frequently check on his mentee, just to keep up with their development

And he doesn’t take credit too. When his mentee makes a milestone, he believes it’s 100% your work

If you’re his mentee, he probably doesn’t give a crap about your personal life, so don’t expect him to make small talk about that (and don’t ask him about his personal life either). But he really cares about your skill and career development

Same with Erwin, he leads a very ordinary lifestyle. He doesn’t go out often and would rather reading detective novel with his cat on the couch

He likes to spend Sunday at Uncle Kenny’s house, because he finds himself worried about the old man very often. They became close as Levi grew

Overall, Levi is a really kind and caring person if you know how not to push his button