#and she flips the exam to show my the grade

[natasha-barton]

Best thing ever is when you think you fucked up on an exam but then it turns out you actually did really well . It’s a joy I can’t describe

[dollyhao]

a soft side that only ellie sees of mean reader 🎀

“omg ellie did you see my message?!” you say with a grin on your face as you run into her room. ellie nearly jumps sky high at the intrusion. she turns to you with a sheepish look, “sorry baby. i promise i was gonna look but i got distracted.” you look at her tv screen seeing she’s playing a fucking game.

your face drops to one of annoyance. “always on this damn game,” you mumble as you walk over to turn her game off. ellie looks like she’s bout to complain when you hit the off switch. but with a look from you she closes her mouth. “look!” you say sticking your phone in her face.

ellie backs away from the phone that was way too close seeing that it’s a grade on your exam that you actually studied for all by yourself. ellie felt bad when she told you she couldn’t help you with your exam because she knows nothing about the subject in your class, seeing as though you have different majors.

you didn’t take it too kindly blocking her for a week and avoiding her. you had unblocked her to text her the great news. and now here you are practically squealing in excitement from not having to use your smart gf’s brains to pass.

“told you i didn’t need you.” you say pointing in her face, she nips at your finger before grabbing your hand and pulling you down on the bed with her. “so fucking proud of you,” she whispers in your neck as she pinches at your sides softly, making you squirm.

“i did the thing you recommended and listened to the playlist you made for me while i studied.” you say as you roll over, straddling ellie. she stares up at your face for a moment while rubbing at your hips, just admiring. before flipping you under her again attacking your neck in kisses.

these are the moments ellie appreciates, when you two are in a room alone and you can act freely with each other, showing your love and affection without judgy eyes wondering why your together. and she gets to see a softer side to you that only she gets to see.

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1. The one and only Spider-Woman.

Pairings: WandaNat x F!Spidey!Polish!Reader, OC x Reader, Avengers x Reader (Platonic)

Summary: When your girlfriend cheated on you, you decided to finally accept Tony Stark's offer.

Warnings: Cheating with man, sad R, Homophobia

Wc: 1.2k

A/n: I will put my whole heart in this series😭 Next parts are gonna be longer.

You promised yourself you would always smile  while wearing your mask. For this reason your mask was showing the bottom of your face. It was your own project and it had a special place in your heart. You wanted to show people that nitatter what you are doing, and who you fight with, you will always smile, just be happy that you can protect innocent people. Another reason why you projected your mask like that, was the fact that you have fangs. It's not like you use them often, but they can be really helpful. One little bite, and can paralysis villains for a while. S.H.I.E.L.D knew about your existence, and wanted you to join avengers. They even send to you the one and only Tony Stark with Nick Fury. You decided to wait. It was your last month of school, and you had a girlfriend you didn’t want to leave alone.

You graduated with not so bad grades, and you passed all your exams with almost the best scores in your class. You hoped your girlfriend would be with you, but she texted you at the last minute that she needed to take care of her sick mother. You believed her. How could you not? She was almost the most important person in your life. So in the evening you decided to visit her, her mother knew you really well, and was happy her daughter had someone like you. Well, she didn’t know you were a couple, she was a typical homophobic christian, just like most people in your country. 

Only thing in her room you could see was how deep she was in kissing a guy. She didn’t even notice you opened the door to her room. Looking in her cold eyes made your stomach flip. You don't even know how... no, when this happened. You don't know when she met him, when he started being the reason she's smiling everyday, when she stopped caring about you. Only thing you can look at are her sky blue eyes you loved looking at. You were always finding your safe space in her, now the only thing you see in her eyes is how much she is disgusted in you. Her words were something you were expecting. You weren't enough. He is a man, of course she would want to be with him, how could she love a girl? You were just stupid thinking he was just her friend.You tried so much to not end up like before. But everything is always the same. You are trying your best, but they are always choosing someone else, someone who isn't so complicated, someone who is.. pure. The most important, they always will choose someone who will fuck with them after a week of dating. They don't understand why you care about romantic things, when you could just let them fuck you. They are animals chasing their own pleasure, don't giving fuck about true love. 

It was the first time when you put on your mask and did wear your bright smile. 

There was no reason for you to stay. Your friend moved out a long time ago, and for you, your online friends were enough. Your parents were dead. At least for you. Just like you were dead for them. They didn’t want a Lesbian daughter, and you hated them for all the traumas they gave you. You half lived on the street. Most of the time you were spending in school or saving your country. You showed up in your home only if you needed to take a shower or books for school. 

“What are you thinking about kiddo?” Tony asked, putting hand on your back.

“You know, just how my girlfriend cheated on me few hours ago, and now Im part of fucking Avengers” You didn’t even looked at him. You only look at changing numbers signaling that you were higher every second. 

After running away from your girlfriend's house, you called Tony. Only thing  you wanted was to leave as far away and as fast as you could. Break ups were always hard for you. You just wanted to feel loved, feel important for someone. Looking at the sunset on top of one of the buildings was your way to say goodbye to the country you truly love. You promised yourself, you will start a new and better life. No thinking about the past. You need to let it go, and life looking at the future. You knew it would be hard, but you also knew you needed to do this. There's too many open wounds, just because you couldn’t let go thinking about the past every night. 

Pretending to smile while meeting everyone was the hardest part. Pretending to be happy while in the back of your mind the only thing you could think of was your exs, and how you couldn’t be enough for them. Tony left you just when you walked out of the elevator. Steve introduced himself and his friend Bucky. You gave them a polite smile and mumbled your name. You just wanted to go to your room and sleep the rest of the day. Next people that introduced themselves were Clint, Bruce and Sam. Last person was Natasha Romanoff. You learned from her that her wife Wanda is on the mission with Thor. 

“I hear slavic accent.”

“Oh, yeah…  I'm Polish.”

“Tony was one hundred percent sure you're from Russia.” You hate when people mistake you for Russian. It's not even like your languages sound super alike. 

“Chuj.” You said to yourself. “Uhm, nevermind.”You looked at the floor when she looked at you. Natasha just laughed it off and you smiled. 

(Chuj - Dick)

“I'm guessing you don’t know where your room is?” When your eyes met her forest green ones, you felt like you couldn’t look away, but you needed to. You didn't want her to take you for a freak. 

“Yeah… Stark just left me here, and didn’t show me anything.” You rolled your eyes.

“Come with me. Tony decides that you will take Wanda's old room. We have lived together for the past few years, so her room stood empty. It's next to ours.” She said pointing at one of the doors. “So if you need something you can always knock.”

“So… It was nice to meet the famous black widow.” You opened the door to your room. 

“It was nice to meet another spider.” After you closed the door you looked around the room. You didn’t take many things with you, so there wasn’t a lot to unpack. Just some clothes and books. Just a few minutes and everything was in their places. You looked out the window and a few seconds later at mask in your hands. 

After a while you were jumping between buildings. It's late at night, so one would rather see you. When you get tired of jumping, running and half flying, you sit at the top of a skyscraper.

“So It will be my new life. The spider-woman saving the world.” You laughed to yourself. “It's almost unbelievable."

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“what are you wearing?” minjeong said slowly, brows furrowed as she set her bag down and took a seat in front of you. she was used to your usual overdressed sense of style, but this was entirely different today. 

you raised your eyebrows at the president before moving your hair to show your outfit off more. “do you not like it?” the two of you had agreed to meet at a cafe near the university since jennie had an at home interview today and they wouldn’t be able to hold their session at their usual spot. soft jazz played in the establishment while minjeong got settled in her seat. 

the blonde’s eyes scanned your ensemble as her confusion deepened. she gently shook her head before turning her attention to her book bag, unzipping it as she spoke.“it’s not that i don’t like it. it’s just unexpected. did you have something special planned today?”

you glanced at your watch, biting your lip in thought. “well, actually, yes. i’m going out after we’re done.”

minjeong blinked, her expression shifting from confusion to surprise. “isn’t your exam review tomorrow morning? you’ll be tired.”

you shrugged nonchalantly before rolling your eyes. “you sound like my sister.”

smu’s president forced a chuckle, her fingers fumbling with the zipper of her bag. “i just want you to do well,” she said softly, her eyes avoiding yours. “your hair looks cool.” you said as casually as possible, not even looking at the girl while you complimented her. 

the blonde felt her face heat up slightly before mumbling a quick ‘thanks’ as she handed you a pencil. “so where are you going?”

you smiled, a hint of excitement in your eyes. “i have a date.”

minjeong didn’t know why her heart sank, though she managed to keep her expression neutral. “oh, that sounds nice,” she said, forcing a small smile. “who is this mystery person?”

“is this an interrogation, president?” you snickered as you adjusted your top. the other girl laughed, though it felt hollow. “because i need to know if i’m still driving you home tonight,” she said, trying to sound nonchalant. “i like having a plan.”

you rolled your eyes playfully. “well, don't worry, you won’t have to.” your hands flipped open your notebook and slid it to minjeong. it was customary to start your sessions with minjeong grading the homework she gave to you the previous session.

minjeong took the notebook, her eyes scanning the pages, but her mind was elsewhere. she forced herself to focus, scribbling notes and comments in the margins. the usual rhythm of your sessions provided a temporary distraction, but the thought of you on a date kept creeping back into her mind. 

her gut feeling told her it was wonyoung. she didn’t like the feeling of wony going on a date with you. not because she liked you or anything, but because the taller girl wasn’t a good person.

well, that was minjeong’s logic anyway.

the usual session proceeded like normal, with you diving into the material and minjeong guiding you through the concepts. despite the concepts you were still struggling to understand, you both managed to focus and make progress. 

your work always felt easier to do when she was present. minjeong truly was gifted, and you could see it in everything she did.

as the time neared 7:30, minjeong took out a red pen and started writing you some practice problems. “am i driving you to your date?” she said as a half joke, but also a half real question. you chuckled and shook your head. “no, she’s picking me up here.”

“wonyoung?” the president questioned in a manner as nonchalant as she could muster. your swift nod was the only answer you gave. 

minjeong’s stomach churned, but she forced a smile. “alright then. i hope it goes well.” she slid your notebook back across the table to you and put her pen away.

“thanks,” you said, giving her a grateful smile. “thank you for your help, again.”

minjeong nodded as she rose to pack her bag, but didn’t leave her seat. “are you going on a date too?” you teased as you noticed the other girl hadn’t left yet and it was already close to 7:45. 

minjeong laughed lightly, shaking her head. “no, no date for me tonight. i just want to make sure you’re okay before i leave.”

you appreciated her concern, but tried to downplay it. “i’ll be fine, really. jennie didn’t pay you to babysit me.” you joked, earning a raised eyebrow from the blonde. “i’d rather not upset your sister.”

you glanced at your phone, checking for any messages from wonyoung, but there were none. “everything okay?” she asked, trying to keep her voice casual. you sighed, putting your phone down. “she’s late. maybe she got held up?”

minjeong bit her lip, feeling a mix of anger and sadness for you. “i’m sure she’ll be here soon,” she said, though she wasn’t entirely convinced. “try calling her?”

and so you did, only to be left with dial tones and a voicemail greeting. 

“she’s probably driving,” you said quickly and put your phone down again. minjeong hummed in feigned agreement, already having a feeling that wonyoung would not be coming.

another fifteen minutes passed, and minjeong’s concern grew. you kept glancing at your phone, checking the time and your messages. it was clear that wonyoung wasn’t coming, and your initial optimism was long gone.

finally, you sighed, slipping your phone back into your bag. “i guess she’s not coming,” you said, trying to sound nonchalant but failing to hide the hurt in your voice.

minjeong’s heart broke at the tone in your voice. any other day, she would make fun of you or crack a joke. maybe even laugh at you. however, today she felt like just being supportive.

to be honest, she never wanted to see you upset. and to see you so disappointed over a girl who wasn’t worth it? it broke her heart. 

“we can just go out instead.” the blonde suggested as she rose from her chair and swung her bag over her shoulder. you raised an eyebrow at the girl, smirking slightly as you also stood.

“like a date?”

“no, just like how we always go out.” the president quickly responded as she held the door open for the both of you to walk. “you’re holding my door open? seems like a date to me.” minjeong’s blush only deepened before she rolled her eyes at you. “you know what, i’m taking you home.” minjeong huffed in annoyance. a grin crawled onto your face as you decided to keep teasing the president.

 “are you going to open my car door too?” 

“i’m actually going to lock it so you can’t get in.”

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Camp Wiegman-Part 25

Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle

Alternative Universe : Military School

Words: 5k

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Friday, December 18; 11:00 AM - School.

The bell rings, signaling the end of classes. I finally leave the classroom, leaving behind my last lessons of the year. They were certainly the longest I’ve ever endured since my last exam. I’ve never been so excited to get out of here. My things were already packed even before the final announcement. I run out without waiting for Alexia, who’s desperately calling after me in the hallway. I manage to avoid the rush and arrive in record time in front of Lucy’s office. I immediately scan the room for her, but she’s nowhere to be seen.

“Where’s Bronze?” I ask, out of breath.

“Hello to you too, Ona,” Engen greets me. “She had to go to administration. She shouldn’t be long.”

“Thanks!” I say as I turn to leave.

“Hey! No running in the halls!” Engen reprimands me.

Her warning doesn’t stop me from continuing my sprint toward the entrance hall. I smile when I see Lucy making her way through the students rushing to leave. I dash towards her, causing her to frown as soon as she sees me. Before she has the chance to scold me, I leap onto her.

“What are you doing, Ona?” she growls sternly.

She tries to shake me off, but I tighten my legs around her waist. I’m too happy to care about the attention we’re drawing.

“I did it, Bronze! I did it!” I shout excitedly.

“What are you talking about?” she grumbles. “Let go of me!”

“It’s thanks to you! I passed almost all my subjects!”

My words stop her in her tracks. She stops struggling and looks me straight in the eyes. Her expression changes dramatically, making me beam with joy. The wait to show her all my makeup test scores that my homeroom teacher gave me during my last class was unbearable. I release my grip on her now that I have her full attention.

“Even though this is good news, never do that again… in public,” she scolds me. “Am I clear?”

“Yeah, yeah,” I reply indifferently.

I rummage through my bag and pull out all my makeup test papers. I put the first one we worked on together at the top—the one with the math equations. My teacher handed it back to me along with the rest since I was sick when it was returned and he forgot to give it to me earlier.

“Here, look.”

She sighs in annoyance and snatches the papers from my hands. She squints as she examines them. Her features soften, and her tense jaw relaxes. She looks back and forth between me and the first paper several times.

“An eighteen!? When did you take this one?”

“It was the first one you helped me study for. The equations, remember?”

“Uh-huh.”

“I got the highest grade,” I say proudly.

She smiles as she flips through the rest. I smile too, noticing that she’s genuinely interested. My grades range between eight and sixteen. They’re nothing like the ones I used to get, which ranged between three and nine. Thanks to her, my averages are going up, maybe even doubling if my last assignments of the week turned out well. It’s a huge leap forward.

“See, I told you there was no reason to worry. You drove yourself crazy for nothing, and you drove me crazy in the process!”

The pressure I had been carrying is released in a nervous chuckle. She surprises me by pulling me into a hug, even though a few students are still passing through the hall. I won’t complain and just let myself enjoy it. All my efforts have finally paid off.

“I’m proud of you.”

I smile against her shoulder, savoring those simple words. It’s hard to remember the last time someone said that to me. The fact that it’s coming from Lucy warms my heart. The emotion and relief are so overwhelming that a few tears escape without me realizing it. I step back to avoid breaking down and quickly wipe my eyes to hide any evidence of recent tears. Unfortunately, it seems she noticed, as she gently wipes the dampness from under my eyes with her thumbs.

“It’s all thanks to you…”

“I didn’t do anything special,” she says with a sincere smile.

“Yes, you did. You helped me, supported me… You’ve been there from the start and never gave up on me.”

“That’s not what you said when you first arrived.”

A throat clearing interrupts our moment, startling us. Our intimate moment could have been witnessed by anyone, but we relax when we see it’s only Engen.

“You’re both so reckless! Doing that in front of everyone! Imagine if Wiegman had seen this scene!”

If Engen weren’t so angry, I’d probably be laughing. It’s the first time I’ve seen her so mad. She’s usually in a teasing mood. Lucy doesn’t seem fazed; in fact, she seems amused by the situation.

“The chances were slim since I just came out of his office. But thanks for being so concerned.”

“Yeah, whatever,” she grumbles.

“Anyway, here, go eat. They’re waiting for you.”

I nod as I put my papers back in my bag. I wish them a good lunch before heading to the cafeteria. As I expected, everyone is already at the table. No one seems bothered by my delay. I’m sure Ale explained why. She knew I wanted to show my grades to Lucy. Anyway, everyone is too preoccupied with their upcoming holiday plans to notice my absence. In a few hours, we’ll all finally be home.

“Did you manage to ask Mapi about New Year’s?” Ale asks me.

“Well, no, I didn’t get the chance. She wasn’t feeling well, so I didn’t have the opportunity. I’ll ask her during the week and let you know.”

“Okay, we’ll go with that. We’ll be in touch anyway, right? Unless you decide to go radio silent for two weeks…”

“That wasn’t my plan,” I reply with a small smile.

“Phew! Because I’d miss you! Well, except maybe your snoring.”

“I don’t snore!” I protest.

“That’s what you say,” she teases.

“It only happened when I was sick because my nose was blocked,” I defend myself. “It doesn’t count.”

“You snore even when you’re not sick. I swear! Where’s Bronze? She’ll confirm it!”

“She wouldn’t know that,” I mutter.

“She watched over you all week. Of course she knows.”

“Ridiculous,” I roll my eyes.

Alexia laughs while I’m clearly annoyed by her claim. There’s no way I snore. Mapi can’t stand snoring. She would’ve said something if I did.

“So, is it true?” Alessia asks.

“Of course not,” I insist. “My ex would’ve kicked me out of bed if it were.”

“Seriously, she would’ve done that?” Alexia giggles. “Oh my God, I really need to meet her!”

“Who are we talking about?” Alessia asks, looking quite curious.

Alexia glances at me, biting her lip. Her slightly too obvious comment didn’t go unnoticed. Surprisingly, I don’t mind. It’s not like most of the people around the table don’t already know about my orientation. Alexia had encouraged me to tell them a while ago, so I did. However, she’s the only one who knows about Mapi.

“Mapi” I say hesitantly.

« Mapi as Mapi your best friend ? » Alessia ask.

I rub my neck, feeling awkward. No matter how many people know, this topic is still uncomfortable for me.

“It’s complicated. The only thing you need to know is that I m lesbian and we used to date but we broke up a long time ago.”

“Sorry,” Alexia grimaces. “It slipped out. I know you don’t like to talk about that. »

“It’s okay,” I say, offering her a reassuring smile.

She seems relieved by my words. Alexia is someone who doesn’t always think before she speaks when she’s excited. I can’t really blame her for being herself.

“You know, there’s no need to feel ashamed,” Alessia tells me. “I know it’s hard to come to terms with it—I’m a lesbian myself—but you get there with time.”

“Everyone is who they are. We don’t accept the same things or have the same background” I say more coldly than I intended.

We maintain eye contact, neither of us backing down. Her reaction slightly irritates me. What does it have to do with her anyway? It’s not like we’re close or she knows me well. She looks away, clearly hurt by my response. The table falls silent. Patri finally breaks the tension with a throat-clearing.

“So, what’s the first thing you’re going to do when you get home?”

Her subtle change of subject successfully shifts the mood. Everyone starts talking about their plans, and the conversation picks up again, excluding me. I hope I made my stance on my orientation clear. The last thing I need is rumors. If that happens, I’m sure the gossip about Lucy and me will only intensify. That would be unfortunate, especially now that she’s just starting to open up to me. My attention is drawn back to the table when I hear them discussing New Year’s again. Thanks to Ale’s comment, everyone now understands that Mapi is my ex. This new information doesn’t seem to have changed their minds about inviting her. If anything, they’re even more eager to meet her now. After that, we finally head back to our rooms. Alexia hasn’t stopped apologizing on the way back. She clearly feels guilty.

“Seriously, I really regret letting that slip.”

“It’s fine, I promise.”

“Why aren’t you mad? I don’t know, say something. You’re worrying me even more!”

“What was said?”

We turn towards the door as Lucy walks in. She looks at us curiously, as if she just realized she interrupted an important conversation.

“That Mapi is my ex. The others didn’t know.”

“Oh. And is that a problem for you?”

“No, but Alexia doesn’t seem to get it. She thinks I’m going to explode at her any second.”

“Wait… What? Bronze knows!? Since when? Don’t tell me she knew before I did!”

“Oh, Ale.”

I roll my eyes in exasperation. This girl never ceases to amaze me with her sudden mood shifts. Lucy, watching this unfold, smiles in amusement, probably noticing my frustration.

“I hope for your sake I knew before her,” she says, barely containing her laughter. “I’d be really offended if I didn’t.”

Lucy exaggerates the gesture, placing her hand over her heart to accompany her words. I respond to her joke with a middle finger. Then, I continue gathering my last belongings into my bag. I barely have time to grab anything before I find myself unceremoniously sprawled on my bed. I try to get up, but she quickly pins me down, leaving me unable to move. I recognize Lucy by her long brown hair tickling the tip of my nose.

"I'm not your friend here, so do that again and you'll regret it," she whispers in my ear. "Did I make myself clear?"

I groan, struggling against her unpleasant hold. All I manage is to tighten her grip on my wrists and legs. Her body traps me completely.

"Did I make myself clear?" she repeats. "You don't get to disrespect me like that."

"I understand. Let me go now," I plead. "I won't do it again."

My plea works. She gets up, releasing me. I stay on the mattress for a moment, regaining my senses with my eyes closed. Damn bad memories. I eventually get up, putting my headphones and phone in my bag. I gather my courage when it's time to face them. I don't even have time to react before Alexia pulls me into a hug.

"You better make sure to come for New Year's."

"I'll keep you posted. Have a good holiday."

"You too, sweetheart."

She kisses my cheek, lingering. I kiss her back before grabbing my luggage and leaving with my supervisor. She's the one taking me to the airport today, so I can't really avoid her right now. I’ve been out of it since we started walking. I haven't even looked at her yet. It's her arm around my shoulders that brings me back to reality.

"Hey. Is everything okay?"

"Hmm."

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying."

"Is it about earlier? You've been acting strange since then."

"No," I mumble.

"Ona," she scolds me.

"Okay, fine. Maybe," I admit.

"Sorry, I had to act. Being here, we're sort of teaching you to enter the working world. If it had been your boss, you would have been fired. I'm not your friend here."

"I know, it's fine. I won't do it again."

"Tell me what's bothering you. Did I cross a line? I know very well that you have a problem with physical contact."

"How—"

"I notice your behaviors," she cuts me off. "I observe you, you know. You hesitated for a long time before letting me help you shower the first time. And you only allow closeness to people you trust or feel close to."

So she's been observing me… She must have noticed it a long time ago. I sigh, shaking my head. She knows I care about her. The only people whose touch I allow here are Alexia and her. It's unsettling to know she knows. She ruffles my hair.

"Sorry. I can't help it," she says with a soft smile.

"It's no problem…," I murmur.

We arrive at her car in silence. She parked it in the same outdoor lot as last time. We load the car, then hit the road. The music breaks the silence that had formed. I hum along to relax the atmosphere, and certainly to relax myself as well. When we arrive at the airport, she takes the time to help me and accompany me to the boarding gate, just like last time. It feels like a new, very pleasant routine is forming.

"Take advantage of the holidays to rest and clear your head. You need it after these last few weeks."

"That was my plan."

"Try not to forget me, either."

"That's not likely," I chuckle.

The intercom, which I now know by heart, calls me to order. I bite my lip as I look at Lucy. I don’t know how to say goodbye. She answers my question by pulling me into a hug.

"I'm going to miss you," I whisper.

"Write to me if you need anything."

"Can I write to you even if I don’t?" I ask, making her laugh.

"Of course. I'll respond as long as you don't overdo it. Send me a message when you arrive."

She surprises me by kissing my forehead. I close my eyes to savor this little moment before reluctantly pulling away from her.

"Have a great holiday."

"Thanks, you too," she replies with a smirk.

I head to the boarding gate. I use the waiting time to pull out my headphones and phone. When I reach the turn, I look back one last time to see if Lucy is still there. Seeing that she is, I give her one final wave before continuing to board the plane. I find the flight attendant I’ve befriended on previous flights. I greet her with a smile before taking my seat. And so it begins—two hours of flight ahead.

Friday, December 18; 11:00 PM - Barcelona Airport

I'm woken up by the young flight attendant who seems to enjoy taking care of me. We chatted a bit during the flight. I learned that her name is Shay. She asked me what I do for a living to be making so many trips back and forth across the continent. I answered that it’s for my studies without elaborating further. She’s really nice. As I exit the plane, I wish her a happy holiday. It's now time to meet Hector and Mapi. I smile when I see them. Mapi jumps into my arms the second she can. I hug her as tightly as I can. I quickly notice that she hasn’t bothered to wear makeup. That’s a sign she’s really not doing well. It’s rare for her not to put make up on. I wrap my arm around her shoulders before moving towards Hector, whom I greet with a big smile.

On the way back, Mapi didn’t want to talk, so I just kept her in my arms. That seemed to suit her. I took advantage of the quiet to notify Alexia and Lucy of my arrival. When we arrive at the house, I relieve Hector of his duties, telling him not to bother with my suitcase. I’ll take care of it myself tomorrow when the time comes. For now, I just want to get to my room as quickly as possible with Mapi. When we get there, I'm surprised but pleased not to see Joan. I would have liked to see him, but at least this way I can take care of my best friend properly. She remains very quiet. She sits on my bed while I find us some t-shirts to use as pajamas in my closet. She changes in the room while I go to the bathroom. I should shower, but I’ve decided to do that in the morning when Mapi will probably still be asleep.

Once ready, I return to the room to find Mapi under the covers. I glance at my phone, where I notice messages, but I decide to ignore them. I’ll respond tomorrow. I lie down next to Mapi, who immediately snuggles into my arms. I gently hold her, stroking her hair. It’s been a long time since we’ve been this close in bed. Lately, Joan was sleeping between us. Lucy was right about my issues with physical contact. The only people I can sleep with since I came back are Joan and Mapi. I’ve never tried with anyone else, but I know I wouldn’t be able to. My thoughts are interrupted by pressure on my lips. In a moment of panic, I push Mapi away to end the kiss.

"S-sorry," she stammers.

"What was that?" I ask, not delicately.

I can’t control my tone, taken aback by the surprise. I calm down when I see tears at the corners of her eyes. She’s so distraught.

« Map—"

"I'm sorry, I didn’t mean to! I just needed comfort. I don’t know what came over me."

"Okay, hey, calm down. It’s not that serious..."

I relax and open my arms for her to come back to me. This time, I think it’s for real. She clings to my t-shirt, soaking it without restraint. I take a deep breath and kiss the top of her head.

"It’s okay, let it all out," I whisper.

I hold her a little tighter as she finally lets her sobs go. It was about time she broke down. I stroke her back to reassure her.

"You’ll find someone else, Maps..."

"You don’t understand! You’re the first person I got serious with. When you left, I knew it would be hard to get into a new relationship."

"Map—"

"No, let me finish," she interrupts. "I trusted her and opened my heart to her again! She knew all about our history without knowing who you were. If she had dumped me for a reason, I would have understood, but no. That bitch couldn’t find anything better to do than cheat on me with your damn ex! I don’t even know who I should be angry with! What did I do to that puta to ruin all my relationships?"

I tense up, realizing who she’s talking about without her needing to name her. An inexplicable rage wells up inside me. But I quickly calm down when I see Mapi’s tear-filled eyes staring into mine. I feel so small.

"I-I’m so sorry," I say.

"It’s not your fault," she shakes her head.

"No, really. I want to apologize for what I did to you. I left you for someone else. I chose the easy way out instead of fighting against my depression, fighting for us."

I knew she had a hard time dealing with our breakup. It’s the first time we’ve talked about it since we reconnected. Of course, I had already apologized for leaving, but I had never apologized for breaking up. Her eyes soften.

"Ona..." she whispers.

"I-I feel so guilty for hurting you so much," I continue, my voice breaking. "If I hadn’t been a coward, maybe we’d still be together now. You deserved and still deserve so much better. You have no right to feel bad about all this crap. If anyone deserves happiness, it’s you!"

She smiles softly before snuggling back into me. I rest my head against hers, feeling relieved to have gotten this off my chest. It’s something I should have done a long time ago.

"I never blamed you, Ona... You may have made bad choices, but I understood them all with time. All that mattered to me was getting you back as a friend because I missed you terribly."

"I missed you so much too, Mapi. There wasn’t a moment I didn’t think about you."

"The best thing I ever did was write to you on your birthday a year ago. If I’d known it would bring you back, I would have contacted you sooner," she giggles.

"I might not have reacted the same way if you’d done it earlier..."

"Doesn’t matter. What’s important is that you’re here now and that you’re trying to get better... By the way, reassure me," she says, sitting up. "You don’t want anything more than friendship between us, right?"

"You’re the one asking me that?" I chuckle. "I’m not the one who kissed you five minutes ago."

"Yeah, well, um... I’m sorry about that little lapse... I was just upset. I wasn’t thinking about more. I really appreciate the new relationship we’ve built. I feel like we’ve become inseparable."

I smile at her and nod. She’s right. We were already close, but it was different. We were younger and bolder. I already saw myself spending my life with her, traveling the world. We’ve grown up since then, matured even. Right now, I don’t feel quite like an adult yet, even though I should start becoming one at my age. However, if I’ve learned anything in recent years, it’s that I shouldn’t distance myself from people like Mapi. Our feelings for each other have evolved, but that doesn’t stop us from being close. She’s become indispensable to me. If something were to happen between us again, in my opinion, it should have been when I returned. But that would have been selfish of me, knowing that I was the one who left her. So I simply accepted the friendship she offered me. It wasn’t a negligible support given the situation I was in when I came back home. It was probably the best decision of my life. I believe that even more now, seeing where we are today. Inseparable, that’s the word. If there’s one thing I don’t want, it’s to lose her or hurt her again.

"We are," I murmur. "I don’t want our relationship to change."

She smiles at me before nestling her head into my neck. She lets out a contented sigh. Yeah, this situation couldn’t be better; we both know it. We won’t abandon each other again, no matter the circumstances.

- "No offense, but I never liked Ana," I admitted.

- "I knew that," she chuckled softly. "Why don’t you ever tell me these things?"

- "She was your girlfriend, and you seemed happy. As long as you’re happy, I don’t care who you’re with, and I’ll support you no matter what. But don’t be too upset that this relationship didn’t work out. I know it’s painful, but I’m sure you’ll find the right person when the time is right."

- "Hmm, not right now, at least. I’d rather take a step back."

- "I forbid you from going back to your one-night stands," I grumbled.

- "That wasn’t my intention. I think I really need to find myself, you know?"

- "Yeah…" I sighed.

A soothing silence settled between us. This conversation had been quite enriching. Mapi was finally relaxed. I could hear her gentle, steady breathing. Unfortunately, my curiosity risked breaking this moment of peace.

- "How did she meet Feli?" I asked gently.

- "I get the feeling she’s been coming to my parties more and more, like she’s looking for you."

- "Oh..."

- "I don’t even know who’s to blame between the two of them," she growled. "I think I hate them both. Anyway, enough talking," she said, sitting up. "You’ve got two weeks to distract me! How about we start by going to the amusement park tomorrow? I bought tickets. We’ll bring Joan; he’ll love it."

- "Why not, sure. I have a suggestion for you too. I was going to wait to ask, but now that you’ve brought it up, this might be the best way to get you out of here."

- "Well, I’m listening. What do you propose, Onita?"

- "My group of friends from school is celebrating New Year’s together in Manchester. They’re inviting us to join them... Alexia really wants to meet you, and I really want to go... Please, say yes!"

- "Alexia, huh? She’s the one who’s taken my place over there, admit it! Or no, wait. Even better, it’s Bronze!"

- "Don’t be ridiculous," I rolled my eyes. "No one can take your place, silly. Come on, it would be the best way to meet my new friends. I’m sure you’ll love them."

- "I don’t know…" she pretended to think. "I’m sure you’ll abandon me and leave me on my own all night."

- "Liar," I giggled. "We both know it’ll be you who abandons me as soon as you feel comfortable."

- "Yeah... You’re probably right."

She laughed heartily, making me smile. Maybe I’m not so bad at cheering people up after all. At least I managed to make her laugh.

- "You’re so silly. My answer was already yes as soon as you asked. We’ve got nothing left to do here anyway. And we’re not risking a night out if Feli is after you."

- "Yeah..."

- "Plus, I’ll finally get to meet your new friends. It’s an opportunity not to be missed, right?"

- "Uh-huh," I said with a smile.

- "Can I meet your supervisor too, since we’ll be in Manchester ? I’d like to see what she looks like."

- "How would we do that? I have no contact with her outside of school."

- "You’ve got her number."

- "So? She’s not my friend, she’s my supervisor. She wouldn’t want to."

- "Oh come on, there’s definitely more between you two, considering how she took care of you during your withdrawal and flu. She even gave you private tutoring sessions for your exams. We all know what ‘private tutoring’ means these days," she said, miming air quotes.

- "Good Lord, Maps," I protested. "That’s not it at all!"

She burst out laughing at my reaction. I didn’t find her implication very funny. If I’m getting comments like this here, what must the students at school be thinking? I’m starting to regret telling her everything.

- "Get that idea out of your head," I grimaced. "And don’t you dare say anything like that in front of others when we’re in Manchester."

- "Oh my God, that’s right... We’re actually going there."

This girl exasperates me. She never thinks things through. Sometimes I wonder how she managed to get to her third year in mechanical engineering. I’m not going to complain because it’s her carefree attitude that saved me. Without her crazy plans, I’d probably still be moping in bed every evening after coming home from rehab.

- "But, but, how are we going to do this? I don’t have the money to buy a ticket!"

- "Calm down," I chuckled. "I’ll pay for the trip. Consider it part of your Christmas gift."

- "I can’t accept that."

- "It wasn’t an option. I have a yearly pass, so I get tickets cheaper, and it’s my mom’s money anyway, so I’m not the one directly paying," I shrugged.

- "Alright... By the way, speaking of Christmas..."

- "Yeah?"

- "My parents left to visit family for two weeks. I was supposed to spend the holidays with Ana and her family... She wanted to officially introduce me."

- "Oh... Well, you can stay here. At least I won’t have to endure my fake family alone."

She giggled immediately. "You’ve never accepted them."

- "Whose fault is that?"

- "Let’s not talk about things that upset us. I don’t want us to argue right now."

- "A very good idea. I’ll tell Sam to set an extra plate for you."

- "Are you sure it won’t be a problem?"

- "Of course not. You already know everyone anyway. I don’t care if they complain. My mom won’t say no after our last conversation."

- "What conversation?" she frowned.

- "Nothing important. We argued when we talked about my withdrawal. I kind of hinted that she never trusted me."

- "You didn’t tell me about that..."

- "No, I only briefly mentioned it to Bronze. I didn’t really want to talk about it."

- "Hmm, Bronze, huh!"

- "Stop it," I groaned. "You win, it’s time to sleep."

- "I was joking," she chuckled.

- "Well, it’s not funny."

I turned over to turn off the light and lay down, ready to sleep. But Mapi didn’t seem to get the message as she climbed right over me to turn my lamp back on. I groaned to show my annoyance.

- "What now?" I grumbled.

- "It was a joke! I didn’t know you were so sensitive."

- "I’m not sensitive," I sighed. "I’m just already tired of the rumors at school. I don’t need you adding to them here. There’s nothing between us, OK? She just gives me everything that no one else ever has, that’s all. That’s the only reason she’s special to me. I’m not interested in her in the way you think."

- "Alright, sorry. I won’t tease you about it anymore."

- "Thanks."

I grumbled when she climbed over me again to turn off the light. She snuggled up against me, trying to find a comfortable position. I smiled at this.

- "Mapi. You know I don’t like sleeping on my back, right?"

She groaned in frustration, realizing I wasn’t planning to stay in this position just after she’d found hers.

- "Fine... But can I still sleep in your arms, or is that too much to ask?"

- "Of course you can."

I rolled onto my side and opened my arms. She nestled into them, making sure to tuck her head into my neck. It had been a long time since we’d slept so closely together. I have to admit, I missed it. We finally wished each other good night, and I drifted off with a small smile on my face.

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Billy Hargrove x Reader

MASTERLIST

SHINING

Warning : Alcoholism, a little sexual harassment, just Billy being a really caring boyfieee :3333

WC; 3,1k

#TALKISSA; Basically I don't know what the plot is... but apparently, you guys are Steve Harrington's twinsiee. Contrary to Steve's personality, you guys are innocent, naive, and just really whine 24/7. Came to the party, the party didn't go well, Steve left, and Billy suddenly arrived out of nowhere.

Halloween is coming, but exams will never free the students of Hawkins to have fun. Today is the last day you take your exam—You hope to get perfect results according to your efforts to get good grades.

Different from Steve, who will only accept his exam results as they are, beside he wants to work straight away after graduating, not like you who wants to go to a good university where you can meet handsome guy and certainly not be sloppy like the guy in Hawkins.

Steve's personality with you is completely the opposite, even some students almost don't believe that you are Steve fucking Harrington's twin.

If Steve is a popular guy who has his own interest in attracting girls then you are 0% attractive. You don't care as much as Steve cares about his popularity. But that doesn't make Steve's affection for you change, he really loves you since when he was at home he felt like you were the only one who could accompany his loneliness. Likewise, vice versa with what you feel.

Your hair is always in the booth and you have bangs which are quite annoying to your eyes because you always have them twisted, but it's dumb that you still maintain your hairstyle. Steve told you several times to change your appearance so you could have a little fun in high school, but again and again you didn't care. You will just go through high school like the wind passes by.

Because of your innocence, people think you are just some kind of bookworm who is a study maniac, but no... They are all wrong.

You approached Steve who was already at his locker, your lockers were next to each other since Mrs. Johnson doesn't want the hassle of separating twins like you. And you love Mrs. Johnson because of it!

"How's your geography?" Steve asked you since the last subject of your test was geography.

You showed your cocky smile while flipping your hair back, making Steve groan in disgust because of your attitude,

"I bet I'll get more than a hundred—"

"Y/N!" You heard a girl who's calling your name, when you looked back you saw Tina running towards you while handing you a piece of paper, "Here, these are the results of your test, Mr. Phil said he was too lazy to check all yours so here are the results."

You smiled and grabbed the paper that Tina gave you, it had a big "0" written all over the paper in red ink. Steve held back his laughter and patted your back, because you felt he was underestimating you, you hit his stomach hard. Everyone has gotten used to it since then, it's like love-language between your relationship.

You coughed through your whimper, “Can a teacher do that?”

Tina shrugged her shoulders, she patted your shoulder, "Girl, your life is not for value all the time. If you keep trying and the results remain the same then it's a sign that you have to move on."

"Move on to what?" You asked sadly.

Tina showed a sly smile, she was a popular girl in Hawkins, different from the boys who had to bully to be popular—Tina didn't do that, yes maybe she just judged some people's clothes but not too much. That's what makes you like her and want to talk to her more.

She handed you two pieces of paper, you saw the words Halloween party at Tina's house which will take place in a few weeks.

"One for you and your brother." Tina said then winked at you. You smiled and said a simple 'thank you' before she left, not forgetting Steve who also said thank you.

You handed one paper to Steve, Steve ruffled your hair, "Cheer up, lil sissy."

You kept whining and tapping the back of your head repeatedly on the locker, "I'm not pretty, I'm not popular, I'm not good at anything."

With that Steve cupped your face, "Who said that?"

You showed your stupid face, "Um... Me?"

"Oh, God, I almost hit someone. If only a bunch of Billy Hargrove's gang said that I would really..." Steve explained as he showed the lump of his hand, his words were stopped by him telling you to look at the lump in his hand, as if to tell you that you should know that anyone who dares to mock you will get a gift from him.

You chuckled, “But who is Billy Hargrove?”

Steve's eyes widened, he threw his hands in the air again, "You don't know him? Good. That little shit always thinks everyone knows him."

Steve grabbed both of your shoulders, "Y/N. Never, like, ever find out about him or be curious about him, okay? Capisce?"

Before you could answer a voice joined your conversation, "I heard you mentioning my name, Harrington. Are you digging my vibe yet?"

You turned your body so that your body was leaning against the locker behind you, while Steve came face to face with the charming guy with curly hair.

Their gazes were intense, but the charming guy looked at you, making you smile awkwardly,

"I didn't see you there, Princess." He said leaning his arm on your side, did he just flirting with you in front of your brother?

"Get your hands off, Hargrove." Steve said.

You formed an O in your mouth, "Oh! So you're the Billy Hargrove?"

The charming guy— Or the one who now has a name, Billy Hargrove, showed his cocky smile, "The one and only." He said then took your hand for him to kiss right on the back of your hand.

You flinched so you just laughed awkwardly, "Super groovy, man. Like, totally friendly— Got it." You stammered your words while nodding.

Steve pushed Billy away and grabbed his collar, you widened your eyes trying to pull Steve away, while Billy raised his hands in the air, "Pretty brave, huh, Harrington?"

"Back off, or even step off from her."

You grabbed Steve's shoulder, "Steve, come on." You panicked because you saw Mrs. Joan, who was patrolling the corridors, was known as a killer teacher since rumors spread that she skinned her husband when she found out he was flirting with another woman. Just imagining it makes you shudder but on the one hand you don't believe the rumors.

Meanwhile, Billy showed his smile even more, showing his perfect row of teeth while licking his lips with his tongue— which made Steve's emotions even hotter, he touched you and Steve already hated him because of his presence.

Before Steve could land a blow on Billy you stopped him by hitting him on the head with your bag, making him groan and look at you, "What the fuck, Y/N?"

You don't look at him but in another direction while showing an awkward smile, "Hello, Mrs. Joan. No worries here. My brother and his buddy are just testing out the newest hoops moves." You looked at the two of them, "Right?"

When Steve frowned and was surprised at you— Billy just chuckled at your ridiculous behavior. You're interesting. For him.

Mrs. Joan couldn't stop staring at the three of you as she narrowed her eyes, you hit Steve's hand to signal him to say something, "Ah, yes, Mrs. Joan. You know, the tournament is approaching and Billy and I are just trying out new moves. Witnessed by my sister who was the jury."

Mrs. Joan didn't say anything and just walked past you, which meant you were completely safe.

You groaned and cursed Steve's name, "Don't you ever do that again! I've been blacklisted by her because I accidentally threw my book at her."

"Why did you throw it anyway?!" Steve snapped but not in an angry tone but surprised.

You shrugged your shoulders, "I had a nightmare, I saw Montley almost kissing me then woke up and was already throwing a book at Mrs. Joan."

Steve just shook his head while you heard Billy chuckle, Steve was about to walk towards him but Nancy called him, "Wait in the car park, understand?" Steve ordered which made you nod.

"And you," Steve said looking at Billy, "Don't you ever talk to her again."

"Yes, sir." Billy mocked which made you chuckle.

Steve immediately went over to Nancy, you gave him an awkward smile before leaving Billy in front of your locker, but his voice almost echoed throughout the corridor, "Wait."

You turned and raised your eyebrows, "I know you're Harrington, but can we get reacquainted?"

You chuckled as you hugged the book tightly in your hand, "I'm Y/N."

"And I'm Billy Hargrove." His reply showed a smile.

"I bet you don't want to get in trouble with my brother, so goodbye, Billy."

Who said he didn't want to get into trouble with Steve? The day after that he continued to approach you without Steve knowing, starting from him saying he could teach you Geography or sharing weird experiences during class. And the strange thing is that you fell for his bait, you were caught with him more and more often when Steve wasn't in the same class as you.

And today is the long awaited Halloween party, you want to go, but you are hesitant. You don't know how to party— Hell, you've never even been to a party.

"I never go to parties, Steve!" You whined at him when he was actually wearing a costume for his party.

"You did!"

You raised your eyebrows, "What party?"

"Birthday party?"

You tightened your jaw and threw your pillow at him, "That's not the same thing, dumbass! Don't make me angry and cry at the same time."

Steve put himself next to you, "Come on, Y/N! How about the dress I bought you last year?"

"Carrie White dress?" Steve nodded, "Listen, if you don't want to show your face you can soak the dress in fake red blood, how about that?"

You threw another pillow at Steve, "Are you out of your mind?" You toss your hair, "I'll show them this shining face."

Steve chuckled, "That's my girl."

You groaned in disgust and made an ugly face, "Ewh, change that 'girl'." Steve just chuckled.

Not long after you two left the house to go to the party, Steve picked up Nancy. Nancy praised you for your appearance, and you were also impressed by Nancy's appearance which looked more innocent than your costume.

You wore a peach colored dress that Steve bought you last year, decorated with a crown accessory in your hair.

When you arrived at the party you felt like it was really wrong to wear a leg-length dress, Steve and you went your separate ways.

12:00 A.M Steve says you should be in the car after the party.

Along the path you walked to Tina's house, you kept lifting your dress so that people wouldn't tripped over it.

For those of you who have never been to a party, you think the party is too boring, just follow along with rock music which is not your taste and the sound of the Hawkins High School students fondling which makes you groaned in disgust.

You found your way to the park in Tina's backyard, that's where you heard lots of cheers and people surrounding someone. You weren't interested so you went back inside.

Seeing lots of girls holding small red cups made you wonder what was in them, you let go of your dress in your hands and approached one of the girls, "Excuse me, what is that?" You said a little shouting because the music was too loud.

The girl who seemed drunk just smiled stupidly at you, "You're Carrie White!" You just smiled and nodded, "Let me pour some blood on your dress so you can be a real prom queen."

Thinking it was a good idea you nodded in agreement, but to your surprise she brought a group of her girls to spill the drink all over you too. Makes you close your eyes when they freely spill the drink. You didn't feel angry, but just a little oppressed... But it was your fault that you agreed with the girl's idea.

After that you saw a red cup on the kitchen counter, you grabbed it and drank it since you were curious about the taste, plus you had never tried alcohol before. Yes, you did, but that was a long time ago.

After trying it, it feels like something stinging and irritating in your body, you try to shake your head to wake yourself up, someone appears in front of you, it's Montley, "Dude, did you drink the drink here?" His voice seemed like a ghost in your ears, you just laughed and nodded.

You raised the red cup in the air and started shouting, "LET'S PARTY FOREVER, FELLAS!"

You heard Montley cursing, then his friend came over, "Did she just swallow that drink?" Jake asked, Montley nodded.

"Shit. We're going to get beat up by Harrington. Montley, there's cocaine in that cup—"

Montley immediately covered Jake's mouth and stomped his foot, "If you close your mouth then that won't happen."

While you definitely felt happy at this party, you had never felt this happy! You turned to Montley, "Can I have some more?"

Montley shook his head and took the cup from you forcefully, making you purse your lips, but he didn't say anything and just left in front of you with his friends.

You started walking into the living room to party with the others, you really felt excited,

“What's in that drink?” You asked yourself as you danced, you smiled like a fool, "I want more."

You walked over to the place where there was a sack of the drink in a bowl. You rested your hands on the table, “One please.” You said to the guy guarding the place.

"Well, well, well, look who's here." You heard a guy make a sound.

You turned your head and saw Jason who was standing in front of you, he always made fun of you when you were in first year, you narrowed your eyes, "What do you want?"

"You look good in that dress." He said and walked closer to you, "But it would be better if you took it off." He replied then you felt a hand on your butt. You slapped him straight away,

Your slap voice was very loud, making several people there turn their attention towards you, "Get your hands off me."

Jason chuckled, feeling himself humbled by you, he gripped your wrist tightly making you wince, "You don't look good. I'll make you feel good."

He grabbed your waist and took you away from there, but you pushed him away as soon as you reached Tina's backyard, "Just leave me alone."

Jason had run out of patience, he wanted to grab you again but someone pulled you to stand behind him, that's where you saw a guy in a black jacket standing with his back to you, it was Billy.

"What's your problem, man?" Jason asked with concern.

"Don't you realize that just touching her is my problem?" Billy replied while licking his lips.

Jason laughed at his disbelief, "Why don't you focus on your own mess?" Jason wanted to grab you again but you didn't let him and latched onto Billy's large hand, you pointed at Jason, “He's a bad guy!” Your babbling without full awareness.

"Did he hurt you?" Billy asked you, making you look up and shake your head, "But he touched my ass!"

Billy clucking in annoyance and turned his gaze towards Jason, "Is that so?" he asked Jason.

Now Jason was the one clucking, "Fine, she's yours, bro."

Jason was about to leave but Billy held him back and broke his hand making Jason scream in pain, "You can't just leave, there's gotta be a lesson in this, right?"

"Let's go, Billy!" You exclaimed while clapping your hands at his action.

Billy let go of Jason and threw him far into the wet grass, he turned towards you, you gave him a thumbs up but he ignored it,

"Let me see your eyes." He said then opened your eyes, making you look at him with those innocent eyes. Your pupils dilated, Billy knew that was one of the effects of cocaine.

"Fucking Montley." Billy cursed, he removed his hands from your eyes,

You wonder, "What's wrong with him?"

"I heard he accidentally put a cup full of cocaine and water and a girl drank it. And he mentioned being afraid of getting beat up by Harrington and stuff like that."

You held your throat, “Did I swallow cocaine?” You asked in a sad tone.

"I think so. Come on, let's go to my car, let's freshen yourself up." Billy asked then took your hand.

You didn't move immediately, "I want Steve."

"Princess, it's a shame that your brother left because of his romantic problems. Just come with me, okay? I'll take you home, I promise."

You whine, "My throat hurts, I'm scared, it feels like I'm hallucinating, I don't know what I'm feeling— What's wrong with meeee?"

"That must be the effect." Billy muttered, not long after he carried you.

"Stay awake, okay?" Billy said to you who had rested your head on his chest.

He wasn't wearing any clothes, just a jacket, making you trace his body with your fingers, making Billy feel goosebumps all over his body, but he knew that this was just another version of you. Not the real you.

Billy noticed the small crown in your hair, he chuckled to himself, the nickname 'Princess' was really made for you.

Even with wet hair and a dress that has red stains on it, you are still charming and shining.

Several girls whispered when they saw Billy take you to his car, some of them were jealous, but also amazed that you, who have always been an 'innocent girl', knew how to charm a boy from far away California.

As soon as you got to Billy's car he put you in the passenger seat, he gave you water which you immediately drank until it was finished. You want cocaine or other types of drugs to disappear from you immediately.

You whined in Billy's car, "I haven't achieved anything. And I've tasted cocaine or whatever that is."

Billy chuckled, he tucked your hair behind your ear, "It'll be fine. I don't think you've swallowed too much since the effects only last a few moments. Just if there's something weird, tell me or your shit brother right away, okay?"

You nod, “Thanks for helping me from that creepy Jason and this.”

Billy smiled,

You got up from your passenger seat to lean over so you could give him a quick kiss on his cheek.

As soon as you wanted to return to your original position he held you and pulled you into a soft and slow kiss, which at least made you calmer in that situation. And it really has an effect. You hoped Steve wouldn't find out about this. About cocaine, or unexpected kisses— And your first kiss was Billy fucking Hargrove. Billy thinks that you really are a girl full of surprises.

Author Note : I DON'T KNOW, this is suckss, but I really loooveeee it! ;D

[vnyverse]

can i request for newjeans x reader when their s/o is smart, has a cute eyesmile with dimples, a hopeless romantic, probably a nerdy partner whose very mature? thank you!

a/n: not writing for my kiddo hyein! might add platonic hyein on a later date

Anon.. are u insinuating you’re all of the above? Dimples? Cute eyesmile? Nerdy? Smart? You’re mighty fine.

Minji

Have you seen how she reacts when Hanni initiates skinship with her? Not the most touchy person, me thinks, but would love to hold you close regardless, preferably looping your hands around each others’ when reading or in the car ( because she wants to appear calm and collected, she would not be able to concentrate if u pull out surprise kisses)

Quick reflexes- the sort that catches you when you fall, catches your phone mid air when it falls, puts a hand around sharp corners of furniture you’re around

Would totally handle a dramatic or even awkward s/o well, have you seen the girls she lives with…

Would find you endearing if you’re too shy to make the first move, and would totally entertain you if you turn out to be very expressive

Eye Smile(s) on 3..2..1..

Both minji and your smiles would emanate so much light, she thinks your eye smile is very endearing, would probably take a polaroid to keep the memory fresh and lovely for when she needs it

Would be so excited she has her own set of dimples to poke-(not on her face but yours), would be such a curious girl, always wanting to touch it or would very unlike herself, doing something dumb to make you smile and show your dimples to her

I actually think minji has a jealous streak.. If she sees you, albeit jokingly, acting out romantic tv lines with another member, she’d not want to show her jealousy, but it wouldn’t take long for you to find out 

She appreciates emotional maturity, intellectual depth

In essence, she’s appreciative of how you take care of her when she is willing to be vulnerable around you

You know when she wants to talk, you’re mature enough to listen to whatever she has to talk about without laughing, she would genuinely want to just get it over and done with when talking about what upsets her, would not want to ruminate on negative thoughts

I would think intellectually stimulating conversations about whatever subject matter would be something she genuinely values 

She likes when you can hold your ground, support your argument by reasoning well, that you aren’t easily influenced by groundless assumptions. 

She’d love to have these conversations with her members as well, but I think with how hard she can be on herself it may lead to the result of her members overthinking, so she turns to you. 

Academic rivals turned friends could very well be possible here with how competitive she is..

May have expounded more on intellect because that’s what I like as well hehe

Hanni 

The dynamic I see would totes be failing student x top student here 

I see her as not a dumb student, but one that procrastinates a lot and flips through a page or two of her books before the exam

Doing revision with her while you focus on grading her work and she focuses on the dimples that show even when you frown, giggles

The sort to get you kicked out of the library on accident 

She would be so proud of you when grade rankings are made public to the entire school and you always place number one

“MY Y/N GOT FIRST PLACE AGAIN”

Would tell everyone and their mama about it

Will melt when she sees you, a student from another discipline, taking up extra classes or doing research to be able to coach her on a paper to save her grade.

Grateful towards you that you give in to her requests and shelter her even if you know you don’t have to, even if you’re happy to

Getting her snacks, giving her your sweaters even when you’re cold, pretending you’re not affected by the a/c blasting cold air onto you during study dates

Probably has you geeking out over something as her chat wallpaper unbeknownst to you 

Random, but asks you to hold 423 things for her because she loses her things easily, yet you know where every single item is

Hopeless romantic x hopeless romantic, thing one and thing two

Ice cream dates

You’d suggest a cafe and ask her come along to try out a new flavour, she’d probably eat so messily yet not bring along tissues and you’d have to use a handkerchief to wipe off the ice cream that found it way to her cheek, while she looks at you with those eyes 

Likes your eye smile so much, if it’s not only reserved for her she might lowkey pretend to be upset about it 

HATES IT when she sees you outright being taken advantage of.

You being you take it to the next level by writing notes for other students in class to aid their understanding yet they don’t take you seriously and continue asking for your help at times, being very confusing 

You’d have to hold her back from beating up every single one of them, and she would be so angry on your behalf yet cherish you even more because of how unconditionally kind you are

Use your big brain to your advantage, engage with her when she rambles on about what she overthinks about, yet guide her to focus her energy on self improvement rather than self blame, if any

Danielle

Sunshine and sunshine protector, nothing else

Miss Danielle loves listening and sharing her little observations, so her partner having so much knowledge would be so attractive, she knows she can rely on you if she wants to find out more about her topic of interest.

Hear me out here…

She would probably make a powerpoint about your subject of interest on special days, and try to learn about what you like, but get a fact or two wrong but you’d be so encouraged by her efforts. 

Being brought up to be very loving, Dani would be comfortable expressing her cheeky side with you.. Ever seen her as a kid? Lowkey chaotic

So it's no surprise if she knits you something, you wear it for important events, even if it sounds cringe, for competitions and all that.

Theatre kid Dani will not let you be a hopeless romantic on your own, you have my word

I would think she know how to ground herself, enjoy alone time, but when she misses you or wants you around she lets you know upfront, very communicative 

She may be young and has lots to learn, but she’s very humble and earnest in wanting to grow with you

She wouldn’t be afraid of communicating across her anxieties with growing up, hate, or even when there are disputes within the members, partly because she knows you can be trusted, and you always manage to comfort her

Nothing but continual praises for your dimples on Phoning, will probably ask you to show her your dimples 4323 times a day, has a picture of you everyday with an eye smile, so many she could probably make a calendar out of it, but you’d do anything she asks

Will turn into a ball of mush if you make sudden eye contact with her and show that glorious eye smile of yours

Haerin

Quiet kid haerin x nerd that is so cute cmon

She would probably be dozing off in class, and when she gets called to answer a question she freezes

You jump to her rescue by pointing out that there’s a flaw in the question and sit down immediately

Her eyes become glued to you for the rest of the day, while you tell yourself you must be dreaming when you feel a pair of feline eyes on you 

“Cute” she thinks when she sees your eye smile after seeing a big red 100 on your script, not knowing she says it out loud, she wonders why you’re turning so red and is currently using your script to cover your face. 

Excuse me as I digress but…

VANESSA KANG x nerd (hmmm stuco treasurer and stuco secretary in an elite school)

I pulled this out my ass but might end up writing a whole fic for it

Only started talking because they are the admin backbones of stuco, and eventually it blooms into a r/s

Your positions were always thought to be background work, but in reality you have to plan so much and bear the brunt of the teachers’ wrath when something unexpected happens and the school’s reputation is at stake

Many many breakdowns and restless nights ensued, and late night calls between the two of you to plan out school events took place

Though you two were not the most sociable, your eye smile was pretty lethal, and she fell for it as well

She may or may not have given in to her intrusive thoughts one day, and reached out to poke your cheek because she though it looked so soft it’d feel like bread dough

You found it utterly adorable, and her little actions always seemed to be so subtle yet eye catching to you

You could live with not watching hunks play basketball during recess but you couldn’t miss haerin’s escapades to the nearby park during break, in fact, you’d probably accompany her

Tying her laces, afraid she falls

Letting her doodle all over your notes and joining her with coming up with ridiculous names for the doodles

The sort of couple that will name a cat dog and a dog cat.

I honestly think that haerin has her own way of feeling out whether or not someone is a good match for her, and that is how they can manage to be on the same linguistic wavelength; how they can reciprocate with her energy and how spontaneous they can become. Hence, I didnt really focus on physical traits so much with haerin, and I think the same goes with Danielle.

[ansbobcar]

My thoughts on the mashle stage play becuz I'm sad I didn't record the whole thing

Only thing I didn't record but I did watch once was the Abel vs Mash part so I think I'm okay enough.

So, overall it was fun. Reminds me of how much fun I had while watching one of the mha stage plays (think the 3rd).

I love the details they added in this medium:

1. Mash NEVER sings showing just how unmagic he is (really looking forward to what the Divine Visionaries will sound like) it reminded me of Shrek and why the Shrek musical felt weird when I watched it. Like everybody sings and dances—except for Mash which really shows just how out of place he is. It makes you focus on the other characters too ngl.

2. Mash's muscles wearing creampuffs for headgear AND having nametags was just *chef's kiss*. I found it extra funny and they really help emphasise the absurdity of Mash's physical powers AND have their own personalities? They're like Mash's minions—the Duello moment where they score a bunch of goals—iconic.

3. Just the stagehands/prop ppl in general working with the projector to make the magic—magic itself in reality was extra cool. Like Abyss' Secondth Spell set up was kinda wild as if his own magic wasn't with the people waving around arrow flags. Using fabric for Wirth's Mud stuff. HECK THEY ONLY HAD 3 PARTISAN PROPS AND STILL MADE IT LOOK COOL.

Alright, so any highlights?

Let me go in order if I can.

The first door prop was wild. I think they used magnets in order to make it work. Pls use it againnnn in the next stage play.

The way Lemon and Love are the only two who use the rewind function is really funny, becuz Lemon's is for her introduction solo song and also semi-glosses over what happened during the entrance exam just like the rest of it was in song while also establishing her delulu love for Mash, honestly she's so real for it. Meanwhile, Love's isn't a musical number and is just the one where she explains how they got duped a coin. The use of practical magic tricks is really cool (I think they used one for the coin itself, those flipping blinds things to make the illusion of a diff object yk.)

The Magia Lupus choir-y ensemble songs were prolly one of my favourites, although I think it's just becuz I really liked Love Cute's presence as a whole since they only focused on Love, Wirth, Abyss and Abel as like the lead singers and Shuen is nowhere in sight? (I forgot if he was Magia Lupus in the first place) alongside the Finn-Lemon duet about like "ganbare Mash" (istg they made FinnMash so much more possible with this one song) and they're like definitely bestie coded 100%.

Anything with Mash's muscles is super funny too.

Lance's solos are emo, Dot had such a main character entrance but I dunno how to feel about the fact he doesn't tuck in his shirt (for context: the tea and the grades) but the fact I can't tell when his actor changes his fucking wig for the Ira Kreuz reveal is crazy.

RAYNE'S ENTRANCE GUYS. Bro has like my favourite musical solo entrance out of all of them. AND HE ALSO DANCES. HE FUCKING DANCES GUYS. KPOP IDOL RAYNE IS SO CLOSE TO BEING REALITY GUYS. They triple killed me in less than 10 minutes for that one.

Also the way they manage to put on the puppet masks without ruining the pacing makes me lose my mind becuz like... HOW???

I forgot to mention Wahlberg but honestly, him and Regro weren't my favourite favourite parts—I think it's becuz they have a lot of exposition dumps and more of a comedy out of the plot element since him and the cop interact with the audience quite a bit—oh but the acting that Regro does to make it look like he's squeezing from the neck makes you as the audience feel and believe his pain (when tehre isn't any). Like it was convincing. Plus they were funny during the entrance exam, they were dancing too.

Also Wahlberg pulled off the flash-paper thing. It was cool. I'm hoping for the thirds magic they make it look really cool in the next stage play.

The best part I looked forward too... was the Shu Cream Funk dance the main 5 did. They also made the others do it on the 2nd and 3rd time. Including Rayne. I recorded this in low-res. It was great.

Overall, highly entertaining. I think considering how they had to cut down 4 hours down to 2 hours with song, choreo (fight and dance numbers) they were pretty successful. I just think as someone who cannot understand japanese that the first 20 minutes was really REAAALLLY plot dump exposition a bit like the funny stuff from Ep 2 and Ep 3 with the entrance exam doesn't exist.

But they made up for it enough.

There's a lot that I skipped like the bullying thing and Bamboo guy. I don't remember his name but that's kinda covered with the rest. I'm really wondering how they're gonna pull off the next arc... I forgot who they cast...

[soulwrit3s]

into you repost!

You stare back at the paper in front of you, suppressing a gulp when you look at the equations.You watch Riri scribble at the speed of light, somehow making it to the end of the paper before everyone else does. As she always does, She gets out of her seat and hands the paper over to your shocked professor. She’s smart as shit and everyone knows it, guys talk shit because she’s so humble about it, girls talk shit because they’re jealous. But you’ve always wondered how in the ever-living fuck, she always turns shit in so fast. She doesn’t show up to class everyday and somehow is the first to turn her shit in.

Lately, you’ve had so much difficulty focusing on class, so much so that you don’t even know what fucking unit this is.

You rest your head in your palm as Riri sits back next to you, she says nothing as always. She’s always scowling at someone or silently glaring. You’ve never heard her speak a word, ever. You never see her at parties or community events. She doesn’t have a group that she hangs out with and if she does, you’ve never seen em.

You look at the jumble of words in front of you, racking your brain and praying that an answer comes up in your head. You feel something graze your thigh and you slowly look down to see a dimmed phone screen with a list of the answers to this exam. You look at Riri just to see her totally unfazed, leaned back and her eyes low so she doesn’t create any suspicion. She momentarily looks at you and then back at the phone.

When you got your grade back, you saw a 100. The first 100 of the semester.

…

Riri’s last time seeing you was in class 2 days ago, she hasn’t been coming to class since. You expected it but it still sucks. The two of you never speak at all but you’ve been meaning to thank her for her help. Your grade boosted up from a C minus to a C. It isn’t much but now you don’t need to be worried about failing.

You flip on your stomach in your dorm room, having been here for hours. It’s a weekend and you have no classes so you’ve spent the entire morning, cleaning up and chilling. Your roommate is on her side of the room, laying beneath the covers and scrolling through her phone.

“Yo, Kiyah,” You mutter, receiving only part of her attention as she continues to scroll on her phone.

“Mhm?”

“You know Riri Williams?” You question as she turns her phone off and fluffs up her pillow.

“Nah,” She replies while laying comfortably, her eyes on you as she expects some sort of drama or entertainment.

“Short, straightbacks, wears sweats most of the time, track team, she don’t be here often,” You describe and her eyes light up.

“Yeah, yeah, She seems like a real bitch but she’s fine as hell, why? You got a lil crush on her or sum?”

You roll your eyes at her antics. There’s no way you have a crush on someone you just met.

“Nah, Kiyah, She in my class, I was just wondering who she is, that’s all,” You say.

“She’s real smart, I heard she the top student in here, I ain’t neva talked to her,”

Of course, she’s the top student. The information is vague, not enough for you.

“You know where her dorm is?”

You get no answer and you realize that Kiyah’s fallen asleep. Looks like you’ll have to do some work and try to find her yourself.

…

You walk into your differential equations class just to find the person you were looking for. She’s leaned back in her seat, dressed in black nike tech from head to toe. Her hair isn’t in her signature straight backs, instead a slicked back bun to showcase her pretty face.

You take your seat next to her, offering a small smile.

“Thanks for the other day,” You thank her. Her face doesn’t budge all she does is nod it off. Your curiosity is going to kill you. Before you can ask your question, a student above the both of you speaks.

“Riri, Think you could do my next assignment for me?” The student says, grinning as he does. She ignores him, acting like he’s not there but damn, he’s persistent.

“I mean, You could definitely tutor me, My grade is-”

“Ion give a fuck ‘bout your grade, a’ight? Study your shit,” She snaps, her voice low so she doesn’t bring attention but it’s enough for him to shut up and lean back in your seat. It takes you by surprise, she was so willing to help you but he just got an earful. It’s the first time you hear Riri Williams speak and for now it’s the last time once your professor begins to lecture.

…

Students pour from every which way from class and into the hallway. You wait for Riri by the door and once she walks out, you call her name.

“Riri,” You say, gauging her reaction as she turns around. She still got that stone face.

“I was wondering if you wanted to hang out, There’s a football game soon, It’s jersey night, theme,” You trail. She stuffs her hands into the pockets of her sweats.

“Sure,” Is all she says. You want to ask her for details, will she meet you there? Did she want to maybe hang out before? How will she find you in the crowd. But you don’t want to push your luck so you take her answer and leave.

…

Everyone’s voices overlap in the crowd as MIT scores once again. Kiyah was next to you seconds ago but you’ve lost her. You can see the game well as you’re close to the front. Your legs are sore from standing up for so long, it’s all hot and muggy. Your laid edges are long gone. The game started 10 minutes ago and still no Riri. You look to the side in search of your purse only to see Riri next to you.

She’s only in a Chicago Bulls Jersey and loose fitting jeans.

“Hey,” You greet her, noticing the two cups in her hand. Her eyes glide over our outfit which is just a white tee and some shorts.

“How you gon’ invite me to a jerseys themed game and not wear a jersey?” She asks and for the first time you see a small smirk on her face. She slides you the drink, it’s just water and you appreciate it because of the heat.

“I didn’t have shit in my wardrobe!” You laugh while she stares ahead to watch the game. Her glossed lips stain the plastic cup and the words out of her glossed lips make your mind go blank.

“Coulda borrowed one of mine.”

[nymphoheretic]

Exhibition: a perversion in which sexual gratification is obtained from the indecent exposure of one's genitals (as to a stranger)

Synopsis: The God of Mischief, Shinji fulfills your wish at the cost of your body. But he wants to take you in outside in front of the temple.

Warnings: Shinji has a Kansai dialect, public sex, oral sex (m receiving) teasing, dirty talk, creampie, exhibition, God!Shinji, sub!fem reader, coercion, dubcon,

Word Count: 2.1k

Pairing: Shinji Hirako x f!reader

Tags @tokyometronetwork @sailewhoremoon @noriken @babiefwuit @bakugosbratx @bookandyarndragon @stygianoir

Shinji sat in his leader’s chair bored. As the God of Mischief, he often got in trouble, but it wasn’t his fault that no one appreciated his pranks and words of mischief. He sighs as he flips over in the chair and drapes his arm over his face dramatically. “Argh!” He whines out as he lowers his arm and lets another sigh out. “I’m so bored!” 

He thought about going and bothering Ichigo, but his eyes light up when the clouds part to reveal a young woman kneeling in front of the altar, praying for his leader to provide her with the wisdom to pass her exams. Shinji eyes the short plaid skirt she was wearing and his toothy mischievous grin spreads over his lips. “Why aren’t ya a pretty li’l thing?”

Listening to her prayer, he licks his lips at her cute pleas. One promise from her caught his attention. “Ya’ll do anything, ya’ say?” The God of Mischief rubs his chin. It's been a while since he’s had some fun with a mortal. The last time he did he ended up with a demigod child and a 3 year banishment, but it was all worth it.

Yamamoto knew that he was a skirt chaser and mortals always wore the cutest little revealing outfits like the one the woman had on now. Shinji licked his lips as he questions whether the potential consequences were worth this romp. “Hmm...” He watches as she smiles brightly before standing to her feet and he catches a glimpse of the pink lacy panties she was wearing. “Consequences be damned.”

With a snap of his fingers, Shinji was transported to the human world.

-0-0-0

You had just finished praying to the Gods to bless you with the knowledge and wisdom to pass your college exam finals. You would do anything to get a passing grade. Rising back to your feet, you turned to walk away from the temple only to bump into someone’s chest. Your eyes widen as you look up into a pair of mischievous brown eyes.

That was the first thing you notice about the man, the second was his long blonde hair that he has in a high ponytail. His teal kimono hangs off his shoulders and shows his lean, muscular chest. Your mouth drops open when you see what looks like a ring of clouds floating around his shoulders. You swallow as you stare at the handsome being in front of you.

“W-who are you?”

Shinji grins at your innocent question, one green scaled hand coming up to rest on your soft cheek. “Ya’ mean ya’ prayed ta’ me and didn’t know who I am?”

A shiver went down your spine at the deep, teasing drawl of his voice echoing around you. You instinctively lean into his touch, eyes widening when you recall his words. This was the god you just prayed to? “You’re Yamamoto Genryusai? God of wisdom and education?”

Shinji grins, his teeth showing as he slides his long nails down your cheek to your neck. “That’s right, ya’ pretty li’l thing. But I’d prefer if ya’ called me Shinji. I came ta collect on yer promise that ya would give me anythin' in return for yer gettin' a passin’ grade.”

You test the God’s name on your tongue before your eyes shoot up to look into his molten pools of chocolate, your mouth dropping open. “My promise? But I haven’t passed my exams yet...” A long, clawed finger presses against your lips, silencing your words as the God hisses a “Shh” sound.

Shinji groans at the feeling of your soft lips under his finger. He could only image how they would feel wrapping around his cock as he fucked your throat. “Worry not yer pretty li’l head. Ya gonna pass fer sure.” His finger trails from your lips back down your neck to your collarbone. “Now fer my payment. Yer body will do just fine.”

“M-my body?” You stutter out as you pull your face away from his hot touch. You try to wrap your mind around this whole situation. You bite your lip when he nods, his smile never fading from his face as he holds his hand out for you to take. You think over his offer. If you do this, it would guarantee that you would pass your college exams, but at the cost of... You slowly reach out and place your hand in his.

The God of Mischief’s smile widens when you take his hand. He pulls you to him and quickly kisses you deeply, his tongue exploring past your parted lips. Tasting the cherry chapstick you had coating your lips, Shinji thread his fingers into the hair at the nape of your neck. “I am going to ruin ya’.” he promises. He is quick to discard your clothing, leaving you only in your pretty pink bra and lacy panties. A low whistle leaves him as he stares unashamed at your barely dressed body. “Damn, yer really are beautiful. I’m gonna have fun with ya’.”

You shiver under his watchful gaze. “My Lord, please? Can we go somewhere more private? What if someone sees?” You became painfully aware that he was doing all of this out in the open and in front of the temple where anyone can chance upon you two.

Shinji tilts his head to the side, his brown eyes twinkling. “Don’t cha want someone to see ya' getting fucked by a god? Doesn’t the thought of it get ya so turned on?” He spins you around so that your back is to his chest; one of his hands gropes your breast while the other slips between your thighs. His tongue licks the shell of your ear. "Because that is exactly what is going to happen, li'l one."

Your heart thunders in your chest. He was going to take you outside? Where people could see you? Intermixing with your panic was a sudden rush of thrill that fills your being. The God was right. The thought of being caught fucking him out in the open sounded so appealing to you. "My Lord..."

His fingers pinches your nipple roughly. "Shinji." He corrects you. The God of Mischief then turns you around to face him as he wraps his hand around your neck and guides you to your knees in front of him. "I want ta feel them pretty lips around my cock." Untying the obi to his kimono, Shinji parts the fabric to reveal his hard cock.

"Oh." You whisper as you stare at his impressive length. It was long, not too girthy, but it was a soft pink color with an angry red tip. You swallow dryly. How will it ever fit in your mouth let alone inside you. "My- I mean Shinji, it won't fit."

Shinji frowns down at you, the clouds surrounding his shoulders darkening with his displeasure. "I didn't ask if ya' think it will fit. I told ya that I wanted ta feel them soft lips of yers around it." His fingers grab your hair and he pushes his cock past your warm lips and into your awaiting mouth. "Oh, fuck me." He whispers.

It was better than he imagined. Your silk-like tongue caresses his length as he controls the pace of his thrusts. He pumps his hips, grinding his pelvis against your nose as his bangs start to stick to his forehead from sweat. Shinji tosses his head back as he fucks your mouth, his length sliding down your throat. He could have your sweet lips wrapped around his dick forever. Your throat was so tight that it made him anticipate just how tight your cute little cunt was.

“Fuck, yer mouth feels so fuckin’ good, my little worshiper.” He could feel his cock twitching as it slips between your plump lips. Shinji tightens his hands in your hair as his thrusts in and out at a steady pace, his swollen balls slap against your chin. He could feel your sinful tongue swirling around the tip with each pull. “Just like that, sweetheart.” The young God coos.

You could feel each drag of his cock, taste the pre that dribbled out the slit and you could tell that he was close. You moan softly as you slip your hand between your thighs, into your panties, to play with your messy clit. He was right. The thought of seeing someone watching the two if you turns you on so much. You were practically dripping, your pussy was so wet. The lewd slick sounds rang in your ear as you sit up slightly to push two of your fingers into your needy hole.

Shinji hears the sounds of you fucking yourself on your fingers and can’t help the smirk that spreads over his lips. “Yer really gettin’ into it, aint cha?” His hips increase their pace, hands moving from your hair to your cheeks as he thrusts his cock in and out. His balls tighten as he feels his high approaching. “Want ya ta swallow it all, okay, pretty?”

You could only look up at him with wet eyes as drool seeps out of the corner of your mouth. Humming your answer, you wrap your lips tightly around his girth as it swells on your tongue. Soon, his hips stutter and lock in place as he pulls your head further onto his cock as his balls empty his thick, hot seed down your welcoming throat. He grinds himself against your mouth as a shudder goes down his spine.

“Fuuck.” Shinji curses. “Swallow it all down, naughty li’l worshiper.” He didn’t wait for you to do as he tells you as his scoops you up, cradling your legs in the creases of his elbows. One clawed hand moves those lacy pink panties to the side while the other lines his cock up with your slick hole. “Gonna ruin ya fer mortal men.” He slowly pushes the length of his dick inside your warm welcoming walls.

Your head falls back and you wrap your hands around the back of his neck as the God bullies his thick shaft inside your folds. A chorus of moans leave you as he easily bounces you on his cock, using you for his own pleasure. His pace was teasingly slow, alternating from heavy, deep thrusts to soft, shallow ones that drove you crazy with pleasure. 

“Shin..ji!” His name falls from your lips as he slowly brings you up to an orgasm, only to stop when he feels your walls clenching down on him. He kisses you slowly, his tongue slipping past your lips to lick inside your mouth. You moan and whine into the kiss as he begins to pick up the pace again, building your high back up.

“Yer cute little pussy is squeezin’ me so fuckin’ tight.” Shinji groans out as his hands dig into the soft flesh of your hips, bouncing you even harder on his cock. “Wanna know a secret, li’l one?” He locks eyes with you before giving a hard thrust into your cunt that makes your eyes roll back. “The other gods can see me fuckin’ ya. Bet they’re getting’ so turned on watchin’ ya get so drunk on my dick.”

Your eyes widen at his words, but you could not bring yourself to care. In fact, that knowledge turns you on. The other gods were watching as Shinji fucks you. It makes that ball of heat coil tighter in your belly as his tip puts pressure on that sweet, gooey spot deep inside you. “Oh god!” you scream out from the feeling of him bullying his cock against your cervix. “G’nna cum, Shinji.”

A smirk spreads over his face as he licks the tops of your bouncing breasts. “Yeah? Go ‘head and cum f’me, pretty. Do it and I’ll think about letting ya have my cum.” Shinji speeds up the pace of his hips, balls slapping against the curve of your ass as he seeks to make you cum on his length. He feels as your walls begin to spasm around him before feeling your slick drip out your hole, coating his cock in creamy rings. “Such a good li’l worshiper.”

Shinji knows that he should pull out - he did not need to give old man Yama another reason to punish him, but the way your warm, silky walls are hugging his dick makes him rethink his decision. “Fuck, yer so damn pretty cummin’ on my cock like that.” His thrusts begin to grow sloppy as his end was nearing. Shinji had seconds to think about if the risk of having another demigod child was worth it. “Fuuck.” He groans out as his cock twitches within your depths before spilling his hot seed inside. “Yer so sexy letting a God cream yer pretty pussy like this.”

You could only whimper at the feeling of his cum filling your body as you wrap your arms around his neck to hug him close. “I hope the others enjoyed the show.” You mumble quietly in his ear. 

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[heejayy]

Shuri U. || Focus pt. 2 (fluff ver.)

Warning • none

Genre • fluff

Pairing • Professor Shuri x black fem! Student Reader

A/n: this was written 3 in the morning and its all over the place I’m sorry. Both versions are very similar they just end differently.

Smut Ver.

You took your professor up on her offer and called her over the weekend. She said she wasn’t busy and that you could come over.

You hung up confused by what she meant again, you thought she was going to meet you at a cafe but she invited you to her home.

You stood on the porch of the most lavish home you’ve ever seen, but you expected nothing less for a queen. You knocked a few times before the door swiftly flung open.

“You made it” she smiled opening the door wider “come in.”

You entered adjusting your bag as you looked around. It was such an amazing home you couldn’t even fathom living here.

“You’re home is beyond beautiful.”

“Thank you” she smiled “why don’t we go to my study” she placed a hand on your lower back guiding to her home office. Even the smallest, most innocent touches from her makes your body tingle.

“Alright let’s get started” she pulled out her laptop while you pulled out your notes.

“Ok so show me what we need to go over” you nodded flipping through your notes to the page covered in highlighted questions. She slid your notebook over to her side to look through your notes. You felt a bit ashamed and sunk into your seat, she must’ve noticed because she placed comforting hand on your knee giving it a light squeeze.

You two spent the next few hours studying going over the questions you needed help with. You kept getting distracted in between because you couldn’t help but notice she kept getting closer. You two were so close at this point your thighs were touching.

“So why’d you decide to become a professor?” You quizzed twirling your pencil between your fingers.

“Hmm well I wanted to share my knowledge with the world I figured since everything settled down with my country I could venture out and do my own thing” you nodded understanding. She’s such an inspirational person you thought.

“So we’re done for today?” You nodded awkwardly looking around. She had a very nice office, she had two sleek black panthers on each side of her desk, a painted family portrait hanging on the wall above her dark oak wood desk, and shelf with a few inventions displayed on it along with some family photos.

“So what do you have planned after the exams?” You quickly turned back to her surprised at such a random question like that coming from her.

“Oh well I didn’t have anything planned maybe swing by Starbucks then go home and nap” she chuckled a bit tapping her fingers on her wooden table it was a bit of awkward silence for a bit.

“Would you like to go with me?” You ask hoping she’d say yes. Shuri immediately perked up at your question then a slight smirked spread on her lips.

“Are you asking me on a date?” Your eyes bulged out “no no I just- just as friends or I mean like teacher and student?” She chuckled shutting her laptop.

“I’m just teasing sure I’ll go with you” you felt your cheeks heat up as you packed up your bags.

“Professor Udaku?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you for taking your time and tutoring me” she smiled placing her hand on your shoulder giving it a slight squeeze.

“I’m always here when you need me.”

It was the day of the exam and your leg was shaking up and down non stop. The entire room was silent only hearing a few whispers as the students waited impatiently for their results. You nibbled on your nails until there was no nails left to bite, your professor emerged from behind her desk looking at her nerve wrecked students “Your grades are now uploaded.”

Simultaneously every student reached for the computer or phone eager to see their results. You could hear a few swears along with sighs of relief, your anxiety was through the roof as you watched your computer screen load.

Once the screen finished loading you scrolled down and seen your grade “80 percent” you whispered to yourself as a smile appeared on your face you looked up at Shuri snd she was sporting a smile almost as if she was proud of you.

“I hope you all are satisfied with your grades you all worked very hard” she shot you a wink making you all flustered.

You excitedly gathered your things making your way down the stairs towards her desk with a big grin on your face.

“Professor Shuri I just wanted to thank you I would’ve never made such a good grade without your help and… I was also wondering would you ya know still be interested in that Starbucks date?” A sly smile grew in her face as leaned against her desk.

“Oh I thought it wasn’t a date remember?”

You playfully roll your eyes smiling “Well I changed my mind, it’s a date and I wanted to know if you wanted to go?”

She went silent as she pushed her self off the desk approaching you slowly with her hands resting in her pockets. She had gotten fairly close to your face and being this close to her made you extremely nervous. You thickly swallowed as you sweaty hands were gripping on to your tote bag handle for dear life.

Her eyes flickered down to your glossed lips and back up at your eyes before she muttered “I would love to go on a date with you.”

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[bookshelf-dust]

hii! if you still take requests could you write a Gareth fic where reader is sad about failing a test but doesn't tell Gareth until he asks why they've been looking down lately. Thank you either way!!<3

something's the matter.

gareth emerson x gn!reader

word count: 976

warnings: swearing, allusions to anxiety, insecurities/self-doubt, kissing, fluff

a/n: hi aidan!! thank you for your request. i get excited whenever your name pops up. this was slightly self-indulgent just because of life right now, but i really liked this idea! i hope it turned out in a way that you'll like. enjoy!! <33

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As soon as your teacher stood from her desk, a stack of papers covering in red nestled in the crook of her arms, your heart started to race and your hands started to shake.

Suddenly the room felt much too warm and you found yourself shrugging out of your sweater. You sat up as she made it to your row, and she gave you a knowing glance as she passed you your paper.

It was your best subject, and you'd studied you ass off before this exam, but nothing seemed to be good enough. Your teacher had gone as far as to write comments in her scribbly handwriting, saying she didn't understand some of the points made in your open-ended responses. That you needed to look deeper. "More studying needed!" was even written under the slot where you found your grade.

But you had. You really had. You'd just have to try a new technique or take better notes, and you knew that. You knew you could improve.

But that didn't mean it didn't hurt. And you felt it everywhere. Like a dull numbing sensation that soured everything.

Gareth called a couple nights later and you didn't answer. You heard it ring and sat there until it stopped. You repeated the action the second and third times he tried. You knew it was him because he always called in the evenings, just to hear your voice or ramble about something or other.

One day, picking over your food, head bent so as to try and sink in on yourself, Gareth had knocked his knee gently against yours from his place next to you.

"You okay, sweet thing?"

"Fine, Gare." That was it. A two word response.

Then he noticed you'd been spending more time in the library, skipping out on lunch in the cafeteria altogether. He thought maybe it was just because it was exam season and you really did have a lot to do. Really it was because you didn't have the energy to even try and fake being okay at the lunch table--fake being okay in front of Gareth.

At the end of the week he cornered you in the hallway. "You coming to Jeff's for game night tonight?" You always came. It was your innermost pleasure to see Eddie win Clue an obscene amount of times in ways that were in no way moral. You couldn't be upset that you never one when he was so excited about each of his victories.

"I don't think so, Gareth. I've got a lot of homework, okay? You have fun. Don't worry about me."

But that was exactly what Gareth was doing and it was the exact reason that he had decided to cancel on game night and drive to your place. You were hurting, and he was determined to figure out why.

Your mom let him in, happy to see his curls in the entryway, unbeknownst to your turmoil down the hall.

A soft knock raised you from your stupor enough to see a flash of flannel before he plopped himself on your bed.

"Gare, what are you doing here?"

"This isn't studying, my love. Something's the matter. You've looked so down lately and I'm worried about you. You know you can tell me anything, right? I want you to tell me everything."

You sat up and he held out his hands for you to take. They were warm and you played with them gently while he sat still and quiet, allowing you to speak whenever you were ready.

"I bombed my test earlier this week." You moved to your desk, fishing out the paper to show him.

You picked at your nails while he flipped through, chancing a glance every now and then to see his brow furrowed, clearly a bit agitated.

He set it down and took your hands back, claiming them as his own. "I don't think this has anything to do with you. I think that bitch is just a shitty ass teacher who doesn't like anything that doesn't fall completely and utterly under their stupid academic umbrella."

You grinned, despite trying to blink tears away at Gareth's attempts to soothe you. "You think so?"

"Yeah, I do. I know you studied your cute little ass off for this, and it's your best subject, yeah?" You nodded shyly. "I think it's just her. You did your best. I know there's always room for improvement or whatever, but you've never had trouble with this subject before."

He kissed the back or your hand. "It's totally her. You're a badass and I know you did great because you always do. I can see that this has hit a nerve, but I want you to know that you can always come to me. We can kick ass together if it happens again."

You laughed lightly at him, but it wasn't enough. He wanted more. He waited for a moment before tackling you and pinning you beneath him, fingers dancing up your sides and at the crook of your neck, tickling the life out of you.

Your laughter was gleeful, and that meant the world to him, even if you were simultaneously panting and trying to kick him off. Just when you thought he'd let up, he got to that spot on your stomach and you squealed.

"Gare, no, please! I surrender!"

He let you go, only to plant his lips on yours in quite possibly the sweetest kiss known to man. It said everything you needed it to.

I love you. I believe in you. You're smart and you're the best thing in the entire goddamn world.

Before you knew it, you were settled between his legs, hands under your chin where they rested on the squish of his tummy, listening intently as he rambled on and on about Eddie's lunchroom antics from today.

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[cecilebutcher]

A girl sporting a guitar case and large boots is seen running towards Tao…

“Mr. Yúchí, Mr. Yúchí!! Can ya help me out with my classwork? Everyone keeps telling me you’re really good at this stuff. I’m a bit slow with school work, so if you could help me get could grades, it would be totally metal of you! So what do ya say??”

Thanks for the ask Revive!! I hope I did Bridget justice<3

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For: @revivemyreverie / @revolllutionary

“Mr….Yúchí?” The monkey beastman blinked at the girl from on top of his cloud “I mean sure? I don’t really know who told you I’m the best person for that but I’m free right now I guess” He said with a shrug “follow me” he told her before flouting away.

“So, what’s your name” Tao asked as he popped a cherry into his mouth “I’d tell you my name, but who doesn’t know me?” He said with a chuckle “Bridget Leuis, sir” the girl, Bridget, said as she followed behind “I’m a freshman” Tao hummed “and you need help with what exactly Leuis?”

Bridget let out a small ‘oh’ before taking out a notebook and handing it to the monkey. Tao took it from her hand and started flipping through the pages. “Magical analysis? He asked and gave the girl a ‘you’re jocking, right?’ Look, which the girl replied to with a shrug.

Soon the two arrived at a small clearing in the greenhouse. Tao got off his cloud and sat down on the ground and patted the space next to him. “Alright Bridgy” he said as the girl sat down “show me what you wrote last assignment and I’ll see what I can do” the brunette smiled and sat down after placing her guitar case next to her.

After literally hours of studying the two started heading back to their dorm. Tao was humming while he walked and carried a large black guitar case, while the owner of said guitar case was snoring away on one of his clouds. Soon, they arrived at the girls dorm room.

Tao opened the door and walked to the only empty bed, which he guessed was hers. The cloud she was laying on floated above the bed then disappeared, dropping the girl lightly on the soft mattress. “Good luck tomorrow kid” he said alas he placed the guitar case next to her bed before covering the brunette with her blanket and leaving the room.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐲

Tao was sat on one of the trees at nrc, taking a nap on of the branches instead of going to his classes like everyone else. “Mr.Yúchí!! It’s me Bridget” the monkey peered down to see Bridget waving up at him “I got my grade back!” He smiled and hopped down to the ground “alright kid, show me whatcha got” the girl excitedly handed him her exam paper. He had helped her study for the exam and do some homework yesterday.

He started going over the answers, some where wrong but most were pretty close to the answer and even fewer were the actual answer. “B-, good job” he said and ruffled her hair. “I’m proud of you” Bridget stared up at him for a bit before a large smile appeared on his face “I couldn’t have done it without you! In reality, this is your B-“ Tao let out a chuckle and handed her her test “no thanks, that would lower my gpa”

“So” she placed the test in her pocket “you think you can tutor me for the next exam?” She asked with a bigger grin “sure, but you’re buying me lunch this week” “deal!” “Alright then Bridget, let’s go eat. And no more of this ‘Mr.Yúchí’ business, Tao is fine”

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!!New years event. Ends January 31!!

If you couldn’t tell, I love these two. Thank you again revive for the ask<3 and if anyone wants to join the event go ahead and send in an ask!!

[she-karev]

Cousin Jen

Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: Five of Six

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

Summary: Amber catches up with Jen and Jackson while Andrew talks to Jen about Matt.

Words: 2700

I walk down the hall outside the surgical floor putting my baby blue scrub cap on getting ready to assist Alex and Amelia with their open brain surgery. Since Qadri took my place with Jackson and they needed an assist I was put on the board. The patient is a 12-year-old girl named Kimmie Park who has a recurrent low-grade glioma that came back. Now we’re operating on her while she’s awake so we can get the tumor out and hopefully don’t damage her in the process.

Twenty minutes of prepping her and I already like the kid and that’s saying something since kids normally annoy me. She’s the only pre-teen I know who loves Broadway musicals and I mean all musicals, not just Hamilton. Although I will admit it is great for a 21st century show. She also sings, she sang Maybe This Time from Cabaret while I was prepping her, and I joined in because like her I find Liza Minelli soothing.

“Hey.” I turn to find Jen grinning as she walks toward me just before I get past the red line. She’s wearing a loose gray sweater with light wash boyfriend jeans and black high heel boots, “I just thought I’d see you in doctor mode while Pierce and your boo are working on mine.”

I raise an eyebrow at her, “You wanted to give the guys privacy so they can speak freely, didn’t you?”

She shrugs unashamed, “What can I say you rubbed off on me in the four years we’ve lived together. What are you doing right now?”

I tuck my hair strands inside my cap, “I’m helping Alex and Shepherd with an awake brain surgery on a kid. She has a tumor and we gotta get it out.”

“Sounds fun. If this EKG shows nothing does that confirm he’s a lying son of a bitch and I should clear his things out and find a roommate on Craigslist.”

I chuckle, “Okay first stay away from Craigslist when it comes to human beings. Don’t ask me how I know and second if the EKG is negative, we’ll do an echo to check for heart abnormalities and tests to rule out artery obstructions and seizure activities.”

Jen looks worried, “It’s a lot of tests for one man. You’re not doing this just for me are you?” I grin at her sincerity, “I know I’m pushing for an answer but I don’t want to impose.”

“As much as I adore you, I wouldn’t do that. I’m doing it for Matt, the guy who stole from my junk food stash and took up half my bathroom shelf.” We chuckle at the memories of our time in New York.

“You know he complained about you too.” Jen informs me, “He said you never set the coffee timer and that you never let him choose movie night.”

“I let him pick the musical for my half birthday my generosity ended there.” I look at the door and see Alex and Shepherd putting their booties on. I turn to Jen, “I really have to go, I’ll see you after surgery.” I open the double doors and walk past the red line off to save a life.

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After getting the results of Matt’s EKG and asking questions about his engagement Andrew walks down the hall and spots Jen outside the surgical floor turning to leave. He doesn’t know if Jen is right to worry about Matt having cold feet but he knows it would put her mind at ease to know what he said when he subtly interrogated him during Maggie’s exam. He approached her with a grin to put her worries at ease.

“Hey, I finished playing Law and Order with your fiancé while Maggie did the exam.” Jen’s eyes lit up, “Do you want to hear what he said when I asked him how he felt about getting married?”

“Well that depends on whether his exam explains these fainting spells or now.” Jen retorts still worried.

“When I asked him if he was nervous, he said the only time he felt nervous around you was when he let you row the boat in the central park lake.” Jen grins at that memory as Andrew chuckles continuing, “And he said he was right to because you flipped the canoe over and you two almost drowned and ended up a TikTok meme.”

“That lake was crazy filthy, I had to shower twenty times to get the New York gunk out of my hair and…other places.” Jen shudders grinning at the recollection. She looks at Andrew grinning assumingly at her that she is able to discern, “You seem like a nice guy and I am happy that for once my best friend found that in a place where her previously hated brother lives of all places. And I appreciate you doing this for me and I would also appreciate you giving me a straight answer about Matt’s exam so I can know if I should be worried or not.”

Andrew frowns at that and gets to the point, “The EKG came back negative for any heart abnormalities and the blood test we did before that looked okay as well. All the tests point to him being healthy.”

Jen inhales and looks conflicted, “Thank god…right?”

Andrew can tell Jen is going down the route Roy planted again and tries to console her, “Jen we don’t know that this has anything to do with you.”

“We don’t know that it doesn’t.” Jen counters and sits in a chair in the waiting area looking up at him with sad eyes, “My mother married a guy who didn’t love her and she was miserable. I mean she thought she knew him but the drugs and the lying and the cheating it all came out after they got married.” Andrew sits next to her listening attentively, “I can’t repeat the past after what I saw growing up I just can’t.”

Andrew nods understanding, “Yeah I know the feeling. My parents got divorced too and it was really bad like move to another country to get away from your husband bad. I would worry I would end up like my dad but I’ve learned not to compare myself to him. And you shouldn’t compare Matt with your father, do you really think after two years he doesn’t love you?”

Jen sighs and leans back in the chair, “I don’t know…he could just be using me for the sex I guess.” Andrew clears his throat in discomfort and shifts in his chair causing Jen to chuckle, “Oh come on you’re a freaking doctor me having damn good sex shouldn’t make you react like a nun in a brothel.”

Andrew chuckles, “You sound like my sister. Look Jen I don’t know Matt that well and I don’t know the whole story between the two of you but I do know you shouldn’t let the past hang over like a chandelier.”

Jen looks slightly convinced, “I know I’ve done enough therapy to get to that point…but you gotta honest here, the timing of these spells and the proposal it’s pretty damning isn’t it?” Jen sighs in despair as Andrew looks at her in sympathy.

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After Kimmie’s surgery I walk down the hall to talk to Jackson so I can be briefly distracted from reality. During the surgery we found out that the tumor is too close to her speech center and removing it would make Kimmie lose her speaking abilities but keeping it in would make it grow and kill her in a few months. Now Shepherd and Alex are discussing chemo treatment with her grandma which made it my cue to leave. After Matt’s EKG came back negative, we sent them to a hotel so they can rest before we do another test in the morning. I’m sure Jen is wracking her brain trying to decide if the whole relationship was a lie or not.

I need something to distract me from that and a little girl dying or suffering from chemo and Jackson might just help me. Ever since I talked to him yesterday about Priya, he hasn’t texted me or asked me for her number. I am slightly offended that he is wasting all the time and energy I put to fixing him up with multiple women. I might be overly ambitious but when I start a project, I like to see good results and I need to let Jackson know that. I walk past Catherine as she gets out of the lab and enter the lab to find Jackson looking annoyed.

“Hey how goes it in the future of medicine?”

Jackson exhales, “Well despite my mother’s efforts I am fully committed and trying to make headway even after you abandoned me for Shepherd.” I frown at that and glare at him reminding him of why I did that, “But you didn’t plan for your cousin’s fiancé to have a mysterious illness so I can’t fully blame you. I kind of wish you’d chosen someone other than Qadri to assist me I’m pretty sure there’s puddle of drool she left next to me.”

I snicker at Qadri’s obvious crush on him, “Well everyone else was taken, Hellmouth’s with Grey, the chief has Blood Bank, Parker’s with Hunt the only interns left were Roy and Qadri and as much as I would like to, I don’t want to see you bash Roy’s head in with the microscope ruining your work.”

Jackson looks at me confused, “And why would I do that to Roy?”

I widen my eyes realizing that I revealed something I shouldn’t have, “No reason?”

Jackson raises an eyebrow at me and turns his chair to face me fully with an inquired look, “Come on spill it what do you know?”

I groan at what I just did, “You really don’t want to know trust me.”

“Well now I need to know tell me.”

I sigh at his request and reluctantly comply, “He’s uh he’s sleeping with your ex.”

Jackson raises an eyebrow at me, “Which ex?”

I give him a ‘really?’ look, “Your ex-wife, Dr. Kepner.” After that reveal instead of roaring in anger he’s laughing like a little kid being tickled genuinely surprising me, “Well that’s a reaction I wasn’t expecting.”

Jackson stops but still grins, “Amber I’ve known April for a long time for years and trust me when I say she is not the kind of person who has meaningless flings with random guys let alone interns with party boy personalities. Who did you hear this from?”

“Roy.” Jackson scoffs like I’m confirming he’s lying, “And I wouldn’t trust his word alone except she runs from him every time he walks up to her. Women only scurry like that with one night stands they seriously regret and with Roy it wouldn’t be a first. You have to admit she’s been a little south of acting responsible lately given how me and Andrew went to Joe’s last week and she was playing hot bartender with the interns. And then the next morning I administered fluids into her at her request.”

Jackson looks away in shock and disgust, “Roy?” I nod bitterly and he groans, “Great now I’m wishing I never asked you.”

“Hey, I tried to warn you man.” I remind him, “If it makes you feel any better, he called my cousin a dumb bimbo last night and she responded by punching him straight into his strawberry basket.”  

Jackson winces at that and chuckles in delight, “It does make me feel better actually, I wish you recorded and posted it.”

“I’m sure there will be another girl Roy offended who will assault him and I will be ready with my Instagram account and 300 followers.” Jackson nods in delight, “Now on to business, did you call that girl I picked up for you the other night?”

Jackson clears his throat, “Um no I was busy.”

I look at him offended, “You know science has proven that endorphins can relieve stress and as a result the brain functions are higher and your energy level increases. I mean you’ve been working nonstop at this and the pressure is clearly getting to you it would get to me, when was the last time you got laid?”

Jackson pinches the bridge of his nose clearly annoyed, “Please tell me you didn’t just ask me when I had sex.”

“Oh, come on just tell me I won’t judge, I mean I will judge but in my head.”

Jackson scoffs, “I am focused on this contest there is no time.”

I chuckle at that, “Oh please there’s always time and your gender has proven to have fast reaction rates when it comes to this. I’m an intern, I’m busy 24/7 and DeLuca and I find the time in whatever private space we can.”

Jackson looks away horrified, “Dear god do you and my mother have the same brain?”

“At least she and I get laid unlike you.” Jackson groans at that and even I wince at it, “Too far?”

“Way too far now go away please.”

I try to amend myself, “Look I’m sorry I’m not trying to scar you. I’m just wondering why you’re wasting all the work I put in for you.” He looks at me confused, “I mean the whole point of this is to find you someone to connect with causing me to bask in the glory of our success.”

Jackson chuckles, “You were the girl that made her friend work out to help them loose weight even when they quit aren’t you?”

I shrug unashamed, “When I start a project, I like to see good results and I can’t get results if the control isn’t reacting. My ambition aside, I just came back from an open brain surgery on a little girl who needs chemo to get rid of a tumor that’s just gonna come back. Also, my loving cousin who found love with a good friend of mine is doubting that love and might call off the engagement. I need something good from today and you are not giving it.” Jackson looks away guilty like I planned, “Now Priya is nice and elegant and hot not to mention a lawyer. A civil rights lawyer, she’s not in it for the money from keeping the fat cat’s fat. She’s generous it’s sexy.”

“Then why don’t you sleep with her?” Jackson asks clearly annoyed which I don’t take.

“Why don’t you?” I counter causing Jackson to sigh, “Now listen here I took the time to be your wingman and I introduced you to over a dozen women all of them beautiful and amazing in their own ways and you know what you did?”

“I am sure your gonna answer it.” Jackson says in annoyance.

“Nothing, nada, niente.” I inform him, “Do you know how insulting that is for me?”

Jackson looks at a loss for words, “…I’m sorry?”

I shake my head at him, “Maybe Jen is right maybe something or someone is keeping you from enjoying my gifts so when you worked that out and are ready to unwrap one of the presents you know where to find me.” With that I walk out the door hoping he got the message and I stop in the hallway suddenly as our conversation about sex got me thinking about Matt’s condition and it’s like a lightbulb went out, “Oh my god.” I rush back into the lab and approach Jackson who looks at me like a little kid bursting in on her dad at work.

“I told you I need-”

“Can constant repetitive motion form a trigger point in the muscle?”

Jackson looks confused for a moment, “What?”

“Can you get a pressure point in the muscle that when pressed causes you to pass out with no neurological symptoms beforehand?”

Jackson thinks, “I mean it’s possible, it happens with athletes but that’s only when they work out in one position only, why do you ask?”

I chuckle in delight, “Because I think I know what’s wrong with Matt.” Jackson looks at me in surprise and I run out the door to see if my theory is correct.

[livsworld-ndstyle]

save the date

tomorrow.

2/26/24.

save the date.

at least for me.

i have the meeting which i mentioned a couple of posts back and i’ve been scared for it. AND ITS TOMORROW!?

also why is there a big gap in between save the date and the word tomorrow?-

also i digressed a lot teehee!

second period. 8:32am. i’m so mad that it’s immediately after february / president’s day break, even though my past meeting dates, which i have memorized, have been in a similar timeframe.

this year - 2/26/24

last year - 3/1/23

the year before last - 3/21/22

but anyways i have to miss spanish class for the second year in a row!! my spanish teacher is gonna flip, im in a college level and college credit bearing spanish class and its the second highest. we’re prepping for the national spanish exam, which is a standardized spanish exam that i have taken in years past.

last year i got bronze, the year before last i got an honorable mention. this year i want silver and next year i want gold to show progressive improvement.

some other patterns i’ve noticed with my meetings is the teacher and class they choose that i should miss

10th & 11th: missed spanish, chose my math teacher to be the general education teacher.

8th & 9th: missed social studies/global, chose my english teacher to be the general education teacher.

6th & 7th: missed support class, chose my social studies teacher to be the general education teacher.

so i’m highly convinced there’s a method to the madness.

anyways now i’m going to go into depth of each of the invited teachers.

if you remember this pic:

yes i have this picture somewhere in my favorites album, it’s easier to access that way.

also on the doc it has my real name (cuz liv is derived from olivia) but PLEASE DO NOT CALL ME OLIVIA. ty.

person #1: the chairperson/psychologist

if i get any testing done within the triennial period, like how i did my freshman year, i would get pulled out to take a variety of tests. i remember being so mad when i realized my IQ from grade 4 is the same as it was in grade 9, and i’m in the above average range for VSI.

which is insane. i used to be below average for VSI.

VSI, or Visual Spatial Index, is a subtest in the WISC-V tests for an ability to evaluate visual details and understand visual-spatial relationships to construct geometric designs from a model. (Child Psychologist AU).

the link to that article ->

also i don’t live in AUS, but this is the best definition on it.

2. my math teacher, also my favorite teacher! she recommended me to take two math classes, which is a shock even for me and also i love her so much because it’s fun to see her teach and her teaching style brings so much joy to my life and i can’t wait to see what the rest of the year has in store.

the only part i’m worried about, well, maybe two things.

general ed teachers have to take notes on me leading up to the meeting…and i don’t know what’s contained in these notes she’s written, so yeah that’s one. also, i told her that if she ever sees me distracted., she can redirect me — i guess i have never realized just how much i do get distracted until she tells me to stay on task when we do group work!

pretty much every group i’ve been in with my friends (so like clover, daniela, and meredith) we’ve been told to stop talking about other topics, and the only reason why is because im there.

clover & daniela normally work alone, together, without meredith and i and they’re super productive. they talk AND get work done.

meredith & i are the opposite. we work together any chance we get when she doesn’t pick partners and while meredith and i work we both distract each other.

the only annoying problem is, every time i get redirected from talking to meredith, we are always talking about a math problem.

when i got redirected with clover and daniela, we were distinctly talking about a different topic…!

3. my case manager/special ed teacher:

well i think she has a plethora of things to say about me. but like a plethora of GOOD things. because im a great student. i have a 92 in english and she’s the coteacher so it works out perfectly for me! :)

plus my writing is super strong, i wrote a 507-word response for english when it was supposed to be 5-7, and my other english teacher wrote this lovely comment!

you don’t have to read the whole thing, especially if you haven’t read the great gatsby.

but my english teacher gave 7 perfect scores on this assignment so of course i’m so proud of this.

4. my guidance counselor

even though i just saw her for my junior meeting, i know she also has a plethora of good things to say, so im not worried about her input.

5. my speech teacher

worried- i have not gone to speech in a while, either because my case manager hasn’t sent me my speech schedule and because i use the period i have speech to finish any tests so my teachers don’t hunt me down in the testing room…which HAS happened.

6. also not mentioned, at least on the document, but my other general class teachers get an email the monday of and have to write like 3-6 sentences on my progress in their class.

the other 3 blurred people are my parents and i., but i don’t want information out there on my parents on tumblr.

also i accidentally blurred the location. it’s supposed to be a video conference, but i told the committee to make it in-person and now both my parents are coming so yay!

anyways this is a long post but i hope you enjoyed! i wrote this at my local hairdresser 🤗

im gonna prob post after the meeting, so like period 3 or 5 or even 9 about what went down in a new post.

thanks for reading :)

ps if you’re still there, i’m gonna make a new style where i use the quote text as a header for my posts.

bye now! :)

[ellie-e-marcovitz]

to remember

November entry for @hp-12monthsofmagic. tw: memory issues, COVID (iimplied) IYKYK.

early November, 2023

I sealed the envelope in front of me, before flipping it over and scrawling ‘Devon’ on the front. There only tended to be a few birthdays in November among my friend group, but there were some, and I dutifully did my best to owl them a card between exams and homework.

The cards would go out over the next few days. Kleio, Jasmine, Marlowe, Bill… That should be everyone… I mentally counted, reaching for my list to double check.

Which I had misplaced. Great. Stuff like this had happening more and more frequently since February.

I rested my elbows on my desk and stared intently at the small round object sitting quietly under my secondary computer screen.

Both Kleio’s and Devon’s cards needed to be sent ASAP. Aurora could handle both as soon as she returned from hunting… The small object shifted in colour, turning from a placid, near transparent sphere into an opaque, deep red sphere that seemed to glow a little in the dim light of my office, as my thoughts drifted.

You’re forgetting something…

No… really? I thought sarcastically, starting to shift the already graded work on my desk into neat-ish piles. The Remembrall had been taunting me since April, when it was given to me after misplacing my car keys one too many times.

It wasn’t exactly helpful, considering all it did was turn red and glow a bit to let you know you were forgetting something. It didn’t show you what you were forgetting.

I’d seen doormats that were more useful.

Papers somewhat sorted, I found one of my cookbooks, a Mary Berry one, along with my list stuck in at the Yule Log recipe I’d been wanting to try.

I sighed, finding an old, marked up envelope (with several lists, all largely checked off) and sticking it in the book instead.

Looking at the list, I realised I had forgotten both Victor Kesueki and Levi Kidd’s birthdays, though I had lost contact with both of them a long time ago. I’d never been close with Victor, and I hadn’t heard from Levi for quite a few years, not since the Middle East exploded with infighting in 2011.

I wrote him one anyways, setting it with Jasmine’s and Bill’s cards. No doubt there were plenty of others I didn’t remember, as I pinned my list back to the corkboard.

Weasley family birthdays were a task unto themselves, considering the immediate family was huge. Somehow, I just managed to keep the nieces and nephews ones straight, let alone Charlie’s siblings and their partners.

There was also my family, which was more manageable. Just. Eileen had a better grasp on our wider family, and more patience with card finding.

Families aside, there was also my (surprisingly large) group of friends. Uni, the phoenix resistance, Hogwarts and even a couple from the years wandering the world.

Another couple cards filled out, I shuffled them into a stack, keeping them in the correct order, helped by the date written in the corner.

A flutter of wings caught my attention, as Aurora landed in the open window. I threw a few owl treats into the bowl next to it, which she chased around the bowl, as I tied Devon’s and Kleio’s cards together.

Jacob would be able to send Aurora on to England.

Having eaten her fill of the treats, Aurora hooted dolefully as I attached the letters. I gently petted her feathers, apologetic. I, too, wished for even a brief break, but there was always something.

“I know,” I replied. “Jacob will probably have some treats or something. Greece should be nice, even.”

A little bob, almost curtsy, or the owl equivalent of rolling her eyes, before flying off. Hopefully, Devon and Kleio would appreciate the cards.

Devon belongs to @kathrynalicemc 😊