#but idk what career direction to take from here without taking a class in like coding or smth

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Hhhhhngghhhh I feel u about the not wanting to go to work thing I also got someone looking over my shoulder critiquing my shit that they dont even know anything about😭 solidarity✊

😔 right? idk why cant people mind their own damn business i wish we didnt have solidarity tho that sounds rough

Especially l if this area of the company doesnt involve you

And you’re not my boss

But then MY BOSS rolls over to you so its ???? My boss is essentially fueling that their opinion is correct bc of it so its a vicious cycle and we’ve all said hey boss can u tell them to mind their business so we can get on with it but theyre chicken sooooo

Fuck us ig???

[rx-aysgl]

Do you have a headcanon for which major each South Park (main) boy would choose to study in college?

ofc! im very excited to answer this, ive been waiting for this ask for so long 😔🤙so here we go:

What Major The South Park Characters Would Study In College:

stan strikes me as someone who would have a hard time figuring out what he really wants to pursue in life so out of all the other kids he seems more likely to study something he has no interest in, like economics or finances. which is really sad. however if we are talking about a situation where he can find something he is passionate about, stan would imo study biology or go to veterinary school, tho i can also see him dropping out or quitting his job to pursue a career in music. worst case scenario he drops out and winds up taking on the tegridy farm business :(

kyle would study psychology. can see him later getting a phd and becoming an academician. i feel like his dad would encourage him to go to law school and continue his business as a father son practice but kyle would hate the idea. honestly the only way law would be enjoyable as a headcanon is if him and cartman both go to law school and become lawyers and are constantly pitted against each other in court lol.

cartman would do amazing in business school. another option is him thriving in fields like music or law as a defense attorney but business fits him best. gotta love the evil ceo with shady deeds headcanon.

butters would also major in business, he is more than capable. i can see him and cartman two being classmates for 16 years straight lol

kenny would go into either mechanical engineering or chemical engineering. maybe biochemistry, idk. but definitely something science and research based. he is pretty inventive afterall.

here are some bonus ones while im at it:

craig seems like the type to do well at more direct subjects like maths and physics but suck at literary arts, history etc. so him studying maths or physics seems plausible to me. in a country like mine he would prefer to major in some engineering field due to lack of job opportunities.

tweek wouldn't really want go to college and would eventually take on the coffee shop family business. imo he would see collage as too much pressure

tolkien would major in chemistry. i think his mother would encourage it. my headcanon is that her mother would help him in his school work and he would grown to like science overall as he grows up.

clyde the type of dude to go to college just for the campus life and thats why he would major in something very unrelated to him like history or english literature or gastronomy aiidçtkpq0elgmy9w0q

for wendy im so torn between med and political sciences because it seems like she would want to make a change in the world and become a politician but my personal bias is wendy would go into med school because she is just that neighbour's daughter that got into med school i recognize one when i see one rjoqğktntowğqödot

bebe would study either communications or journalism. personally leaning on journalism

im not very sure about heidi but im gonna go out on a limb and say she would study psychology just like kyle because the idea of them running into each other in a psychopathology class about personality disorders after years of not speaking to each other would be so fucking funny

ike would def study computer science

not sure on shelly but one thing i know is that she would apply for as many colleges as she can as long as they are out of state. so she would end up applying for any department without prioritizing what she wants, i dont think she would be certain. all she is certain for is that she would want to escape south park and be as far away from her family as possible.

thats all i can think of for now, i will def add some stuff when it comes to my mind

thanks for asking!!

[writhingcreature]

I LOVE the idea of jock/nerd Mericcup and cheerleader/jock Rapunstrid, do you have any more headcanons for that au?

I tried writing this and got distracted and now O have to start from the beginning so... let’s try this again

- Hiccup keeps trying to ask Merida out but his awkwardness and self Doubt keep tying his tongue and hands and feet and he fails again and again. Merida knows what he’s trying to say but she wants to give him the chance to do it since she knows it might hurt his pride if she asks him. Eventually she does anyway though and Hiccup is so relieved he’s been put out of his misery he kisses her right then and there and everyone’s like OoO

- Hiccup and Astrid are neighbors and they grew up right next door to each other. Like, saw each other through the window and climbed onto each other’s roofs and such. They did that thing where they opened their windows and just... talked if they were too lazy to climb up onto the roof. So they’re like actually really close friends. As kids Astrid always found Hiccup annoying and it was like “your mom is friend with my mom” but eventually he started tutoring her and she thought she was doing fine at school but suddenly she was acing everything and it all made sense and after that she thought Hiccup was cool

- Merida and Rapunzel live quite a bit from each other but Merida skateboards and Rapunzel goes on morning bike rides and walks and jogs and skates (on rollerblades) and really ANYTHING that gets her out in the morning. They end up meeting when Merida falls off her skateboard and busting her knee - Rapunzel took care of it with the med kit she always takes with her everywhere. After that they were best friends and upon hitting middle school, joined sports together to figure out what they liked. Rapunzel was good at cheerleading, being very petite and acrobatic, and Merida was better at the classic sports (soccer, hockey, baseball, football, etc.). They do figure skating together. When Merida had to fight to be on the guys’ team, or just. Create a girls’ sports team, Rapunzel was there to support her every step of the way.

- Astrid and Merida are on a team together. Astrid does either hockey or soccer (or maybe both Idk which seasons they are but it feels like they’d be in different ones) but eventually Merida talks her into joining every one that Merida is in too. They get each other SO much and eventually develop like a secret language. No one knows if that’s true for sure, but these two girls can communicate without moving their body or saying a single word and it’s so effortless and perfect a system that people thought they were dating for the longest time. When someone finally brought it up (it was Snotlout) the two laughed so hard and so long that he blushed, and they NEVER let him live it down. It was just so absurd to them....

- Astrid and Rapunzel actually happened pretty fast. Everyone thought Astrid would take charge, and normally she does. She’s confident and sure of herself and has fingers in SO many pies, and she doesn’t ever shrink from any competition. Everything seems very easy for her and she never falters off fumbles... that is until she tries to talk to Rapunzel. Because Astrid can affectionately bulky Hiccup and Merida already gets her so well that she doesn’t have to try to communicate with her. But Rapunzel is... her opposite in a lot of ways. She’s small and soft spoken and artistic. Her mind is creative and her hands are gentle and her eyes are huge and her smile is warm. Rapunzel is this golden stream in a fairytale and Astrid is.... probably a rock. Of some kind. Anyway, the point is Rapunzel approaches her with that pretty smile and those large eyes and very clearly asks her out and Astrid’s lucky that Merida’s there to say yes for her because her mouth forgets how to move

- Rapunzel cheers SO LOUD for Astrid every game, and they start to sit on the bench together if there’s any free time. During the half time show, Astrid cheers just as loud for Rapunzel and the phrase “THATS MY GIRLFRIEND” gets thrown around a. Lot. They get super competitive all the time and end up having so much fun. Rapunzel is a bit of a softie and let Astrid win a lot in the beginning until Astrid called her out and called her a loser (affectionate) and from then it was ON. No one thought anyone could beat Astrid at anything until Rapunzel came around.

- Hiccup tries to follow what’s happening in the games but he often gets really distracted and confused and ends up analyzing the plays and bombarding everyone with questions afterward. Astrid and Merida eventually directed him to Rapunzel, who actually listened to him and realized how genius his ideas and observations were. They started to talk with the coach about ways to make the team better, and Hiccup eventually starts to just. Help the coaches in general and no one even asks anymore.

- Hiccup has a cat named Toothless and he and Rapunzel are the BEST of friends. Astrid didn’t like him at first but softened upon seeing Rapunzel and Hiccup be so adorable with the little creature. Toothless HATED Merida for the longest time no matter what she tried and it made everyone laugh constantly. Eventually the little thing warmed up to her but for a while there Merida stayed by Astrid “where it’s safe” as she said.

- Rapunzel also has a pet chameleon and she DOTES on that thing. She knows everything about them and anytime anyone asks about Pascal she just wants and rants and rants about fun facts. It’s the only time Astrid will without complaint Listen to someone just talk facts and knowledge. Astrid usually finds it so boring but Rapunzel is so adorable when she goes off about this thing she’s so passionate about that Astrid doesn’t even mind.

- After watching Hiccup with Toothless for a while, Astrid gets her own cat named Stormfly and they are a DYNAMIC duo. Stormfly is almost as well trained as Toothless a lot sooner, and they just have this very clear understanding. Stormfly doesn’t hate Merida, so the red head prefers this cat, and Toothless often glares at her for hours for it. Rapunzel and Stormfly take to each other even faster than Rapunzel and Toothless did. Rapunzel smells like Astrid and Stormfly is HERE for it

- Rapunzel and Merida take riding lessons on the weekends. It was something they looked into when they were really young and when they finally convinced their parents to let them it was the single best thing to ever happen to either of them. Riding Maxmimus and Angus are the best parts of their week in most cases (unless something special happens) and the horses are considered as much their pets as the cats or chameleon. They end up buying them after they get out of college and securing a house for all four of them with a big enough back yard to keep the horses in. It’s a good time.

- Hiccup works as a mechanic, fixing mostly cars but also small stuff like bikes and the such in his free time. Toothless came to him missing a leg, so Hiccup comes up with a lot of really clever contraptions and systems to help Toothless move around the house without Hiccup’s help. He still prefers to be lifted into bed, but anywhere else is free game.

- Rapunzel gets a job at first at a diner, where she spends her highschool and college career working her butt off. It wasn’t the best experience but it achieved the goals Rapunzel needed to so she could go to college and become an art teacher instead. It wasn’t the best paying job, but it allowed her to show others why she valued painting so much, and left plenty time in the year to also go traveling if she wished. She’s very good at saving money so she makes it work.

- Astrid works a lot of fast food at first and even takes a stint at the diner with Rapunzel, but her short temper ends up getting her into a lot of situations where she hates her job and ends up leaving after six to eight months. Nowhere was very good for her until she finally got a job at a gym where she ended up learning a lot of really fun skills like self defense and axe throwing. She did it for so many years and got so good that she was hired on as the instructor, and she’s never been happier than in a position where if a man pushes the limits or a Karen tries her patience, all she has to do is sink an axe into a target and turn to them with a raised eyebrow and ask, “What was that again?” It works every time and unless someone has an actual problem they don’t bother her.

- Merida struggles with work. She gets every job under the sun, taking stints at the diner with Rapunzel and the mechanic’s shop with Hiccup and even eventually at the gym and fun enter with Astrid. She gets bored very easily and doesn’t keep a job more than like four or fives months at Max. Ever. She doesn’t think she’s good at anything and might have peaked in high school... until she discovers archery. In an attempt to help her out, Astrid pitches to the fun center to add archery as an activity, and Merida begins to come to it. Unfortunately they can’t really find a teacher who knows what they’re doing and Merida is the only one who shows up so for a while it’s threatening to shut down. But then Merida teaches herself via the internet and insane amounts of practice, and tries out for the job. They give her the position, but tell her that without customers it’s still going to go down.

- the four gather ALL of their friends and begin mass sharing any and all information they can get out there about the fun center and Merida’s growing skills and how helpful she’ll be as the teacher. They just spread the news and encourage people to at least try it out. Through sheer force of Will and hard work, they get enough people with interests peaked who end up coming. Merida’s classes are full of all kinds of people of all kinds of ages, and she loves it.

- none of them get paid a LOT, but Rapunzel and Hiccup are very good at saving money and slowly, Astrid learns as well and between the three of them they can get things figured out even if Merida doesn’t want to waste energy on budgeting and planning everything out and such. When the fun center is out for winter time, and school is out for Summer, they start taking temporary jobs that pay a lot more money. These jobs end up being labor intensive, but they always try and work together and combined, they can find the fun in even the most annoying jobs. Sometimes Hiccup will join them if he’s having a slow time at work, but he never lasts long and the girls tease him a lot about it.

- Yes the hall live together and yes they have “family nights” where they all go out and do something fun once every month, and they eat dinner and breakfast together as much as they can and they’re all very close and mean a lot to each other god I love them.

There are obviously a ton of other characters in this little world I’ve built so if you have any questions feel free to ask!

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Since you believe Season 3 is the worst (although I didn’t mind it too much, some of my favorite episodes including my all time fave The First Time are from this season), what are some ways in which you’d rewrite this season?

Oh, I don’t believe, I know <3 <3 

Also, fwiw, The First Time and Dance With Somebody are two of my favorite episodes in the series.  <3  

But this is an absolutely fascinating question -- because I’d completely overhaul the entire season.  

(My overhaul of season 3 would kind of wreck havoc on the rest of the series, but let’s keep it to season 3.)  

So, first of all, three things I’d get rid of entirely.  

1. Sue’s Pregnancy.  No one wanted or needed this story.  Just have Figgins retire, Sue take over, and continue to have Coach Roz take over the Cheerios.  Boom, done. 

2. Get rid of Rory.  He added absolutely nothing to the story.   Sugar, Joe, and Unique were all fine, and can stay.  

3. Coach Beiste’s spousal abuse story.  I realize the world wouldn’t have been ready for it - but the transition story would have been more interesting here.  

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So, the whole point of Season 3 was to focus on the seniors, so i’d keep them the focus, i’d just give them better stories.  

1. Finn and Rachel - I think them spinning in different directions is actually the right choice.  And while it did feel like TOO much in season 3, their story lines of them realizing that maybe they are just on different tracks wasn’t the worst story line.  I’d change minor things about it, and maybe let Rachel freakin’ fail at something.  

2. Rachel and Kurt - I think it’d have been better if they both didn’t get into NYADA, and tried to go to New York to make it without a firm plan.  (I have more thoughts on post-season 3 that I’ll place below.)  

3. Kurt and Blaine - hey, let’s NOT make Blaine a junior.  That said, let’s get some drama up in Klaine land.  Or spend some time developing Blaine a little more.  They’d both go to New York by the end, but I think a split isn’t the worst thing to happen to them.  (Again, be for y’all murder me, I’ll add more at the end.) 

4. Quinn and Puck - So, I’m saying a hard no on Shelby.  No stupid baby stealing story.  No dumb teacher/student ickiness.  And let’s not hit Quinn with a truck.  Puck’s story is possibly the best written in the season (yes, I’m crazy I know) and I’d leave it be - but Quinn could have something about settling into her life.  And then they’d graduate and move on with their lives, because honestly, both of these characters had moved on from this show (in the same way that both Ken and Terri no longer had a place either).  

5. Mercedes (and Sam) - I know it’s blasphemy at me getting rid of the Treble Tones, but I’d give Mercedes a story that supported her much more.  Not only would her and her dreams be more developed, but so would her relationship with Sam.  She deserved proper screen time, and got shit on a lot in this season.  Why not lift her up, too? 

6. Santana (and Brittany) - I think Santana’s coming out could have been a lot smoother.  I think her career aspirations also deserved more than the “I wanna be famous” story they gave her in one episode.  I think her story (and her relationship with Brittany) could have been expanded fuller -- as well as letting Brittany be an actual character 

7. Mike (and Tina) - i have no ideas as to what -- but give them both something to do! Let them have real relationship issues! Let Mike have a story that isn’t cliche! Idk, something! 

8. Artie - Have Artie make a documentary about the graduating class. It’d give him something to do, and it’d be a cool thread to tie the year together.  

9. Will and Emma - let them get married at the end of the season.  My thoughts moving forward make big changes for the show, so let’s tie up this lingering thread from the beginning of the season, and say goodnight to Will.  

They win nationals, of course, which would still be telegraphed, but it’s not as important since the stories are more about the kids and less about the competitions.  

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So here’s my thing.  I think the show moving forward would have had an interesting split.  I think there’s a Glee The College Years and Glee The New Class thing going on.  And, honestly, they’re both new shows.  Of course, Glee the New Class would focus on McKinley, and bring in the Newbies in a more organic way.  I honestly wouldn’t keep any of the old crew there except Unique (though I know that probably wouldn’t keep people tuning in, so I understand why they didn’t.)  

Meanwhile, you have Glee The College Years.   And... I can’t believe I’m going to say this but... yes, break everyone up.  Because I think they all need new experiences and to explore themselves without their significant others.  Some of them would find their way back to each other (Klaine, Samcedes), others wouldn’t (Finchel, Tike), (I’m indifferent about Brittana -- even if I personally like Santana exploring her options more than that relationship.); and Artie would just be living his best life.  

So... yeah, that would be what I’d do.  :D 

[tsuumu]

hq boys and their part time jobs.

yet another unseries headcanon post made by yours truly! unlike my last one which you can find here, i won’t be involving every single major hq character so that’s just a heads up!! i can’t always envision stuff fully with every single person...

kageyama tobio: this boy thought that applying to work part-time at a sports shop would be fitting ‘cause of his love for volleyball, completely unaware that this would involve way too much social interaction and tolerance???? like he thought he’d just have to look like someone who does sports and occasionally restock yoga mats but these loud ass kids are coming up to him asking for this that and the other for sports he’s never heard of. suddenly he regrets the entire thing. plus, he has no idea how to use the cash register and it’s his worse nightmare to ring up items without wanting to stomp a hole into it to get the customer’s change.

hinata shoyo: shoyo went straight for the pet shelter because he’s in love with playing with the little puppies. this boy will full on roll around with them, stuff them under his shirt so their heads poke out and just.. intergrate and become one of them... the doggies love him so much n always clamber to sit on his lap because hinata treats them with so much love and kindness!! customers looking for pets often joke about taking him home bc he’s just as excitable and friendly as the actual dogs. he’s also really good at convincing people on the fence to get a pet and explaining their individual personalities because he knows them so well :(

nishinoya yuu: he said: supermarket assistant so he could ride around on the carts, intimidates literally every customer with his ungodly enthusiasm but is determined to help EVERYONE, he’ll run around the store taking people where they need to go but only if he actually remembers where they’re situated. otherwise this boy is like “yeah they’re just... that way.” and bolts in the other direction. gets along with all his colleagues and tells them all about his tournaments with karasuno. he’s not the star employee but it wouldn’t be the same w out him.. often asks the manager if he can taste test the market’s pastry section to which he is rejected every single time.

tanaka ryuu: he’s convinced working in his local gym was him in his element, he wears that tag thing like a badge of honour and just walks around showing people he works there instead of actually doing his job??? he’s also overly enthusiastic and will sometimes cheer on the people working out as if he’s some kind of zealous personal trainer and everybody is like “literally how old is this guy??” he’s surprisingly awesome at reception duty because he’s always chatting to regulars about how they’re doing... the practical side like schedules and paperwork he leaves for someone else, everyone just puts up with him bc he’s a mood setter.

sugawara koushi: don’t get me started on this boy as a teacher’s assistant, like he helps little kids out with their work, tidies up the class during their break times and reads them stories?? he’s THAT senior boy who’s the biggest sweetheart and seeing him handle kids so well is like ... does he want some of his own ?? i’d like to offer my expertise he’s always got a smile on his face, gets along with all the staff much older than him, he’s like this perfect boy they all dote on and he gets super flustered saying he just really likes helping out the children and making them smile. often brings them little snacks too and they all call him big brother BYE.

tsukkishima kei: he does some low-key shit that’s kinda wholesome like working with the eldery or tutoring kids but prefers for literally nobody to know about it because anything he does outside of school is his business. he does it because it’s good pay, there��s not much else to it. if anybody found out he’d be super irritated tbh it’s just an invasion of privacy to him but eventually wouldn’t care because every kid is getting part-time jobs these days.

oikawa tooru: bye he’s THAT guy who got his job at a retail store because he’s pretty. like he has no real interest in clothes or anything but he takes the job as a place to validate himself when girls come up to him purposefully to flirt. he’s winking and laughing with them and also NOT actually doing his job but he brings in customers so at least he’s somewhat useful. doesn’t know how to fold clothes or hang stuff on hangers properly for shit and everyone lowkey wants to kick his ass but he’s actually very friendly and outgoing even if he has no clue what he’s doing. keeps asking if bra sizes come in small, medium and large and everyone just tells him to shut up.

iwaizumi hajime: when picking a job he was like “well what am i good at?” and went from there. he ended up as the local pool’s weekend lifeguard because he had the qualifications and time. again, everyone his age just tries to hit on him and he’s annoyed because it distracts him from the actual purpose of his job. he takes it seriously and impresses his colleagues with his swimming talent and knowledge on first aid. iwaizumi lowkey scares the little kids and they’re kind of afraid to ask him for help so he’s been working on looking a little more friendly.

kuroo tetsurou: kuroo as a tennis instructor assistant or just something sporty other than volleyball because he’s a multi-talented king?? like he’s not a professional by any means but he helps out the youth club and gets along with kids a few years younger than him. fills in for refs at tournaments, makes sure equipment is safe to use and is SUPER good at cheering club goers up when they lose or fail or can’t seem to do it correctly. he often refers to his experiences as nekoma’s captain to relate to them and they really admire his resilience and ask him to tell them more stories!!

kenma kozume: had to be dragged out to do a part-time job. was absolutely against the thought of it until hinata mentioned a friend of his who’d moved to the prefecture near kenma got a job at this new game shop. he was like fine and applied. he just kinda sat and people asked him questions about the games but he refused to do any further socialisation or actual grunt work like shelving, he quit pretty soon after, he just wanted the money to buy a game he ended up purchasing on his way out lmaoo

bokuto koutarou: he was dead set on having a volleyball related job, fukurodani have a club for junior players from all over the city to come and practice together. he was like?!? “and nobody told me??” he’s perfect for it as the captain and ends up as a secondary coach. he shows off A LOT and like kuroo, encourages the kids when they’re down. except kuroo is a more sit down, hand on shoulder, casual talk kind of guy. bokuto gets ridiculously sentimental and tells them dramatically about his lowest memories as captain when fukurodani lost and the kids are genuinely as emotional because of he way he tells it??? idk but they love him and he’s a ball of passion that keeps them going.

akaashi keiji: we are talking pretty waiter at a local gormet restaurant that gets tipped SO MUCH for his true professionalism. knows how to handle every situation with ease and is super calm, doesn’t care at all if someone from his school is there. he’s really just chasing that bag and he’s doing it well. bokuto often picks him up after his shifts so they can do stuff together but akaashi requests it be something calming since he’s tired after work... bokuto is like,, “so no to rock-climbing? alright i’ll reschedule..” the other waiters lowkey HATE the fact he gets tipped so well and they try and figure out his secrets. he has none. he’s just good at his job. i could see kiyoko working a similar job or somewhere lowkey like a flourist or bakery. she’s equally as professional and admired.

ushijima wakatoshi: ANY JOB. give this man any job and he’ll be able to carry it out like he’s been doing it since he popped out the womb. often mistaken for a grown adult so he gets jobs pretty easily? very very professional and aims to do everything perfectly. i think he’d also prefer a vb related job just like bokuto but something that could really get him somewhere big, smth to do with olympics like a paid internship for them .. can you even intern for the olympics lmao?? maybe something for the japanese team. it’s a lot of work to balance school & intern life but he’s very comitted and knows it’ll benefit him in the future. (kageyama was fuming when he found out he could have done that instead of his current gig).

tendou satori: has a job he’s very under-qualified for but somehow pulls off. he’s chilling at the hospital or law firm three times a week after classes or somewhere ridiculous but he’s doing just fine!! doesn’t actually do professional work n helps with small things but it impresses the hell out of everybody he tells, has no interest in persuing those careers but it’s fun for him, he gets paid VERY well for a boy his age and his personality creates a nice, talkative atmosphere in these seemingly tense environments.

miya atsumu / osamu: they both work at a café for novelty because they’re these handsome, athletic twins and it’s a thing that brings people in. they do a lot of fan service stuff and osamu is EXCELLENT like he was made for this job but atsumu is awful at keeping his cool. osamu will be chatting up customers, trying to persuade them to order more and atsumu is having a heated tustle with the coffee machine that’s broken down for the third time that day and it really ruins the magic osamu is trying to create. atsumu has probably sworn loudly. has probably almost been fired. he’s bad at playing along and flirting because he literally just wants them to leave so he can sit down lmao. osamu uses the pastries in the café as inspiration for his own at-home baking fiascos because it’s a stress-reliving hobby.

terushima yuji: he’s that boy in shoe shops that tries to sell you sneakers and he knows literally everything about them even when you really didn’t ask... looking to hit on girls that come in because shoe knowledge is obviously very sexy! alternatively you might catch him in a tattoo shop or sumn real appearance based and he definitely remembers all the regulars and greets them like they’re close friends, we’re talking inside jokes. always seems to know what tattoo people are looking to get purely based on their appearance and initial impression...

the list of unemployed:

yachi: too scared to do ANY job that requires interaction, she’s plagued by it.

hoshiumi: fired for picking too many fights with customers.

kyotani: EVEN WORSE THAN HOSHIUMI though he was strangely very efficient at paperwork.

suna: quit on the first day because it wasn’t what he expected and he doesn’t care about money that much.

lev: his family are like.... rich?? n nobody really expected it but he’s like yeah i really do not need one of those lmao.

yamaguchi: broke things, spilt things, smashed things. he really was trying his best..

aone: intimidated customers too much so they let him go (he was just STANDING THERE.. he deserved better).

sakusa: local venues are filthy, ushijima got the internship spot, no other job interests him enough to persue.

[fmdrohan]

hello, hi ! 👋🏽  i hope this introduction post finds everyone well. ♡ i’m no one new to these parts, but for those of you who don’t know me, you can call me alé. i’m 21+, use he/him pronouns, and i’m the current typist for aria’s main vocalist, nina seo, & now, i’m bringing you all yet another muse. so, without further delay, i’d love to introduce you to brand-new creation of mine called 𝖞𝖔𝖔 𝖗𝖔𝖍𝖆𝖓. he is knight’s main dancer, sub vocalist, and rapper, as well as their currently marketed “sexy” member. outside of his career, he’s honestly just one big douche-bag skater kid that seeks cheap thrills, and who wants to do nothing more than put a smile on your face... even if causes him trouble sometimes. more info about him is below the cut, so please like this to plot ! ♡ tumblr im’s or discord by request.✨ 

𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞.

born in seoul, south korea, to a working class, christian family.

mom was a manager at a local restaurant, dad worked at a law firm.

both of them were busy all the time; they lived paycheck-to-paycheck.

he didn’t get much attention at home, so he sought it out at school.

there, he was known as a a huge “class clown” or “class daredevil.”

all he wanted was to put smiles on people’s faces and push limits.

did he end up in the principal’s office a lot? YES, that was his “brand.”

as he got older, his class clownery turned to pranks and thrill-seeking.

he also became HELLA interested in skateboarding and parkour lmao.

rohan felt as if he wasn’t living if he wasn’t on constantly on the edge.

he’s broken a few bones, endured tons of scrapes, but never gives in

this, obviously, didn’t please his mother and father... they were just busy.

too busy to reprimand him and care—rohan got away with a loooot of shit.

he didn’t start receiving discipline until he was scouted by bc entertainment.

despite his messy hair, distinct style, and overall vibe, he fit the bill somehow.

the two years he spent in practice changed him a little as a person; for better.

he found a new love in dancing, and he was naturally pretty great at it tbh.

his background made him extremely coordinated, flexible, and really strong.

his fearlessness made him bold enough to try out new moves or stunts.

two years later, he débuted as a main dancer and kept his impulses at bay.

this isn’t exactly what he saw himself doing in life, but he wasn’t mad at it.

over time, his image began to shift into sexier and “stud-lier” territory.

his outfits became more revealing and he was treated differently in public.

this... fucks him up a lot because it’s the exact opposite of how he is.

he’s just some skater / parkour punk that gives off dumb big bro vibes.

how on earth do they expect him to be portray and convey sexy 24/7?

as this is more of a “job” to him than passion, he does what they tell him to.

so long as his checks get signed and he accumulates wealth, he’s good.

𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞.

as mentioned above, rohan gives off very douchey “big brother” vibes.

he’ll pick on you, tease you, pull pranks on you, etc. all in the name of fun.

he’ll go too far sometimes, and he’ll feel bad, but has “no regrets.” 😎  lol.

lowkey loooves anime and draws his own bad sketches; also into sci-fi.

underneath the dumb, douchebag exterior is just a big ol’ nerd, that’s all.

if you’re a cute guy, he’ll DEFINITELY flirt with you—taken or not taken lol.

he’s someone that hasn’t really let being an idol ruin his personal life tbh??

he still does whatever the fuck he wants within the constraints of his contract.

though, whenever he gets “bored,” he does things he’s not supposed to.

bc entertainment’s warned him of being careful not to injure himself, but...

i don’t really think he cares at this point in his career; he likes more freedom.

little random, but he loooves underground / indie rock music and rap, too.

one of those assholes that doesn’t really listen to any other idol music lmao.

to be fair though, he’s not really a massive fan of knight’s music either. 😁

he just sings or raps whatever they tell him to and rolls with the punches.

lowkey wants to take up tattooing and graffiti at some point, he’s that guy.

loooves to talk and meet new people, even if they find him a li’l annoying.

whenever he’s stressed, angry, upset, hungry... he shows it with aggression.

it’s never gotten intense much, but he’s not much of a sensitive “crier” yk.

there’s more of him for me to discover as time goes on, so that’s it for rn!

𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙-𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘.

no plots page yet, sry :/// i’ve been a little busy this week rip.

some ideas will be below though so lmk if they appeal to you!

one, he’s definitely known to ghost people, so... maybe your muse is one of ‘em? like, this would be locked to males in the lgbt community, but you know. give him some really awkward encounters to make him feel like shit for ditching you after tons of sweet talk. sad thing is, he’s aware of it, and it’s mostly because of his schedule, but also ??? he’s just having fun, you know. he doesn’t wanna get tied down to anything right now.

two, maybe that ONE GIRL he tried to fuck with at the beginning of his career. while he knows he’s always been attracted to men, i think he would’ve convinced himself to at least try it out with a woman to make sure he wasn’t also interested in them, too. he’s a MASSIVE flirt and sweet talker, definitely made her feel special, but like... it never really went anywhere because... he just wasn’t into it, but didn’t wanna make her mad lmao. clearly ended up in a break-up and it could be both an ugly or pretty ending imo idk.

three, i’d DIE if other muses in famed were super into skating, or anime, or really any of his interests, too, and they’ve formed a “club” of sorts? just your local band o’ dirtbags who get together and fuck shit up a little bit here and there. i feel like this could be open to anyone who shares any of his interests tbh ??? maybe closer to his age is preferred, but honestly, i’m here to discuss whatever! i’m all for compromises and shit tbh.

four, maybe someone’s he’s lowkey seeing ( male, male-presenting lock ) that he’s really vibing with, but he just can’t... feasibly reason why he should have a bf right now. he’s got a lot going on, so he’s kind of a flake, but at the same time, he doesn’t intend to be an asshole to them. they’re maybe one of the only people he’s “softer” with. can end up romantic or platonic depending on how they handle it together, me thinks!

five, a dance partner or two would be pretty cool tbh! he’s not a dancer first, so he likes to dance with other people who are passionate about it to learn from ‘em. he can handle his own with choreography, but doesn’t have his own distinct style, so he’d really appreciate all the help he can get in becoming better ig? all in the name of work!

six, maybe a person who fucking HAAAATES him because they find him really annoying and super douchey, so they just... avoid him at all costs. however, he kinda picks up on the fact that they avoid him, so he pesters them even worse, which doesn’t end well... ever. this is definitely more open to anyone tbh and we can plan as we go!

seven, flipside where it’s someone that he CAN’T stand because he finds them really persnickety, snobby, and rude as fuck. if there’s one thing he hates A LOT, it’s bratty rich kids with silver spoons in their mouths. like, if this was a “the outsiders” verse, he’d be a greaser 1000000%, not a soc. lmao. he’d butt-heads with this person a fuck-ton.

eight, however many guys wanna piece of him, he’s happy to have a catalogue of fwb’s he calls on. he’s definitely not someone who says no to a good time, and he can act like a perfect boyfriend if that’s what you want. sadly, this’ll always be a temporary game. any of these fwb’s can go in many directions and can be plotted out individually!

nine, the age old question... “who’s your ideal type?” under pressure, he said you as a joke ( because of this, it could be male or female ) and now, fans of your respective groups ship you two together all the time. it’s a little awkward, and you two haven’t really talked about it much, but here you are... at a shared event sitting next to each other. how do you handle it? what do you do? is it awkward or all in good fun?

ten, someone who kinda hates that he doesn’t really take being an “idol” all the serious. he’s got a lot of shit on his bucket list he wants to do and he doesn’t let fame fuck with that, so he’s careless. he didn’t go into this business because of passion, it’s just where he ended up. your muse doesn’t like that, and thinks people like him are lazy as fuck.

[anyataylorjoys]

Idk if you even answer this kind of stuff, so feel free to ignore this, but I must ask: if you had full creative control of the show, how would you run season 5 of Riverdale? You can pick and choose whatever leaks you want to include.

Questions like this just open discussion for controversy and annoying anonymous objections which I’m allergic to nowadays but lately I’ve been open-minded so I’ll bite. 

I’ll just make some bullet points here for the characters because I’m not a fic writer, alright.

For the core four relationships: Veronica needs to dump Archie. I want him to prove that he’s deserving of her. Betty needs to come clean to Jughead and he needs to break up with her because if he doesn’t, I personally don’t know if I’ll be able to let go of my animosity toward Betty. They all need to go their separate ways romantically BUT WAIT. Let’s say we do a time jump after 5A as likely planned because I like that idea. I want a reunion for Varchie eventually and some drawn out unspoken mutual pining for Bughead (with an inclusion of never-before-seen soft flashback moments) that will resurface their chemistry and lead to a moment similar to the end of 1x13, without interruption this time 👀 and without the ‘I love yous’. Let’s complicate things between them for a minute, because it’s spicy and I want angst to be bothered about, sue me.

Career wise, Veronica would make a fantastic lawyer OR should go to business school and should keep her rum business with Cheryl as a side hustle (they will hire people on to help run this business of course) and these CEO bitches will be swimming in profit. Betty will be the next Olivia Benson of her generation, the next Jennifer Jareau, with her man, Spencer Jughead Jones Reid. I’d love to see her and Veronica team up together in the future. This could be a huge opportunity for new character connections to be introduced this season. Archie should chase a boxing career. Jughead teaching an English class at Riverdale High is speculation, and that seems legit enough, and a way to get all the characters to return to Riverdale. But I want something else for him eventually down the road, like a journalist for a publication company? Or something I haven’t put much thought into their careers until this moment tbh other than Betty working for the FBI which she was born to do obviously, miss serial killer genes. The female Dexter. I’ve name-dropped too many other character references in this paragraph Nancy Drew meets Girl with the Dragon Tattoo<3

Cheryl and Toni should stay together and get engaged after the time jump because I can’t imagine anything different for them it wouldn’t make sense. 

Before the time jump, let’s get to know Charles better from a fly-on-the-wall perspective, so that the audience knows more of his business than the other characters. But also lets have him be an ally and not a villain; which I feel is the direction we’re heading. I want to take a deeper look into his relationship with Chic. I suspect the writers plan on doing this since they left it so open. And eventually I want Chic out of the picture because I hate him. Kill him off or whatever, sorry Hart x

If I ran this show, there would be more musical moments. No, not musical episodes. Scenes that actually allow the audience to have a heartfelt, sometimes nostalgic moment accompanied by background music. Such as at the end 1x04 when they played Waves by Dean Lewis. What happened to that vibe? In all of Riverdale’s stupidity and nonstop torture of our favorite characters, the viewers deserve some genuine feel-good moments as a treat.

As for the rest of the plot... lmao I really don’t know where they’re going with the videotapes but I’m preparing for wasted potential of a plotline and another disappointing conclusion. Can we just incorporate supernatural aspects into this show already god... I’ve said this before but watching Riverdale is like watching M. Night Shyamalan’s ‘The Village’ on repeat except they erase my memory every time it restarts I don’t even know why I’m here.

[thedreadvampy]

So this was sent to me by @atiredpan weeks ago when the White Jon conversation was very live and I'm posting it (belatedly) with their blessing (they didn't want to put it up publicly and have it seem like an attack which I really very much appreciate but wouldn't have minded) and I percolated for a few days and then got very busy for a few weeks. Response follows.

So I feel weird about how I'm responding to this stuff, I'm launching rapidly into taking about/explaining my own experience in a way I'm worried maybe comes across as a direct comparison. It kind of feels like I'm talking in a way that's like brushing off your experience and saying OK BUT HERE'S WHY I'M RIGHT and that's not what I'm trying to do, it's just that there's not much I can usefully add to what you've said - you know your experience better than I do, and I'm not gonna go around trying to read into it or reexplain it. So I'm going to talk about where I am/have been coming from, but not with the intention of countering your points, all of which I think really resonate.

First off, the post where I was like "Jon is white and if you disagree you're Wrong" was, unreservedly, just a shitty post and I'm not suprised it upset a lot of people. I'm really very sorry about that, it was thoughtlessly written and pretty stupidly posted.

I totally get that my whiteness has fed into how I hced Jon (and as I think I've said before I saw Jon a certain way well before I engaged with any fanworks, just as you did). There's a lot of reasons I imagined Jon as white from pretty early on, a non-negligible one of which was like...That's Jonny. This is a podcast by Jonny, about a character with the same name and mannerisms as Jonny, and Jonny is extremely white. It would have felt weird, when I was listening to TMA as a Friend Podcast, to stick a brown face onto what at least appeared at the time to basically be a self-insert character of my white friend. Now that's a really personal thing informed less by the story and more by the circumstances under which I've interacted with it, but it certainly laid a baseline. I didn't really have a clear mental picture of Jon (or most of the characters) for a looooooong time (for an artist I'm really not a very visual thinker) but I had a few sort of mental sketches (Jon is short white balding and awkward, Martin is tall biracial and scruffy Basira is fat and somali Melanie is my friend from work etc) which I developed a long time before I encountered fanworks.

I saw the alienation you mentioned and I connected it to class and gender, not race, because I’ve met a lot of cis men, white and otherwise, who interpolate trauma, class insecurity, insecurity about their own abilities, and so on into withdrawal, denial and snappiness. So for me I had an interpretation of that element of his personality which was pretty much race-neutral, and then I had these existing cues leading me to assuming he was white (largely that Jonny is white, but also wee stuff in the story that...it’s not like anything substantial enough to remember, let alone justify, but there were certainly interactions that pinged whiteness for me personally)

There are actually iirc a few throwaway references to Jon being promoted above more qualified candidates throughout (or at least I thought I knew that before s5), but the time I decided I thought White Jon was an obvious conclusion was of course the conversation where Sasha expresses frustration about it. and the context of that conclusion (at least as far as I can see) wasn't "people of colour can only exist in subservient positions/defined by oppression" but was informed by two things that were going on with my life around the time that episode aired

I had been having several conversations with friends of mine (and largely friends of Jonny's) who work in London in the museums/archiving sector and who are the only women of colour in whole departments or even whole museums, and who experience so little career mobility compared to their less-qualified white counterparts (we're talking about women graduating top of their class at Oxbridge with anthropology or library science masters and stellar original research, with a decade or more of impeccable work experience and acting up, being left in internship and low-grade positions, while white men who "fit the culture" but have 0 museums experience sail into upper management positions and then stay there until they retire). So I'd come almost directly from these conversations into what to me sounded like exactly the same gripe in TMA.

I'd been at that point working for about a year and a half on co-coordinating the anti-oppression committee in my workplace, which was a very Good Progressive Activist Charity with Good Lefty Principles, and over the course of experience sharing and discussions both with colleagues of colour and along lines of wealth, disability, class etc, I was very much confronted with the realisation of how much 'being adequately qualified' meant different things for middle-class good-university white men vs much more highly skilled and hardworking women of colour or people of different class and wealth backgrounds. Obviously I'd known that before in principle, but not really having been in Salaried Workplaces (as opposed to like. service and retail hourlies) I hadn’t got so up close and personal with it. So that was also very fresh in my mind, this like...big substantial experience of how Good, Well-Meaning, Caring, Thoughtful, Woke white men just........did not need to think about this. at all. and were startled and discomforted to face it. and that this was also true of most white middle-class women. and these conversations were really carved down the middle between white middle-class European women saying ‘this is such a surprise when we have such an equitable hiring policy and diverse staff, that there’s this gender gap’ and women of colour in the room wearily saying ‘yeah, there’s a gender gap, there’s always a gender gap and it is always a racialised gender gap’ so yeah I was definitely thinking about the intersection between being passed over at work because of gender and because of race.

The point about Tim is interesting because I think for me what’s getting lost is that I don’t think Jon is entitled as like...a Character Trait. He’s not like...Toxic Masculinity Man. He is very anxious about boundaries and about his own capacity to do harm. But it has to be pointed out to him where he’s doing harm. He doesn’t notice where he’s been unfairly advantaged, and that’s to me much more reflective of most people’s relationship to white or male entitlement. 

As I say, that exchange with Tim and Sasha cemented the Jon Is White hc in my head specifically because it was so reflective of conversations I had had with women of colour working in similar workplaces, about white men, usually about white men they generally liked or at least didn’t have beef with beyond their unfair advantages. 

It seems odd to me to frame ‘bitching about your boss on your friend’s behalf to make her feel better’ as more similar to white entitlement/white privilege than any of that tbh? That’s just...being friends with someone? 

Anyway I recognise that it’s not white entitlement to accept a job. Obviously it’s not, it’s just sensible under the circumstances, you get lucky and you grab it. For me my sense of Jon as white-because-of-this is not “he took a job he shouldn’t have taken,” it’s more about his obliviousness to the impact he has on others, and also primarily how people react to him. The interaction between Sasha and Tim is saturated with the of course it would be him I mentioned above, but even before that he walks through the world not expecting to have to think about anything but his conscious decisions, and he’s caught aback when people see him as out of place or as having power above his station.

I think it’s impossible to extricate ‘this is where my head was at’ from that interpretation, and also like obviously my own whiteness is a big factor. And not just my own personal whiteness but the place I grew up (which was 98.3% white) and the world which reflects back whiteness. So this is in no way intended as a bolshy This Is The Correct Headcanon the way my Bad Post was bc examining it I’m like...yeah I mean this is about how I personally interpreted this based on where I was at at the time. But I do feel like there’s some communication gap in what it is about this unqualified promotion thing that pinged me - it’s not that All Bosses Must Be White And All Brown People Must Be Downtrod, it’s something quite specific about the tone and tenor of the interactions around the getting-a-job.

But also? Idk. Kind of unrelatedly, and people obviously should feel free to disagree with me on this, it feels kind of off to frame this as defaulting to a white Jon? I sort of think that my idea of Jon as white is very much not ‘white until proven otherwise’ - part of the reason for my original strident tone was that I felt that I was being expected to drop a headcanon I had for specific reasons and default to the fanon version of Jon without actually having any reason other than ‘this is how the community thinks he should look,’ and without really understanding anything about what that means, and while obviously defaulting to a non-white headcanon isn’t like...entrenched in the way that defaulting to a white headcanon is, it does seem to me like this is perhaps part of why white fans slap brown skin onto a character without thinking into what that means or why they’re doing it.

The thing I’m struggling with as regards my personal headcanon here is that I could decide to only ever draw Jon as Fanon Jon, but it wouldn’t be because I had strong reasons to see him that way, it wouldn’t be the same as why you see Jon as brown, or why I see like...Melanie as Indian, it would literally be Default To Standard in a way it isn’t for you. And I don’t feel that I have Defaulted To Whiteness, or where I have it is for reasons specifically to do with Jon (I visualised Jon as white because I visualised him as Jonny, who is white), not because I think every character is White Until Proven Otherwise. Like, my reasons for understanding Jon as white may be bad reasons, but they are reasons, not post-hoc excuses (I can’t like...prove that. but I know it to be true at least on a conscious level). I didn’t go Oh Jon Is White Because Everyone Is Unless I Have Reason To Think They Aren’t, Hooray, Here Is A Post-Hoc Justification For Why It Isn’t Racist To Think That. So while I am totally on board with the idea that it may be shitty, harmful or poorly thought through to hc Jon as white, I’m not sure I can fully see it in myself as being default. But I do understand that that isn’t necessarily what came across in my original short post.

Honestly, the reason I took issue with Fanon Jon and Fanon Martin in such a bolshy way in the first place was that I didn’t get why these characters were universally seen as Asian and white, respectively, and had such strong and consistent fanon images, when none of the other characters did, and when I was seeing people drawing people like Sasha and Melanie and Tim as white way more when in my mind there was no reason to assume they were white. On an emotional level I guess I think either there’s Fanon As Lore, or there’s no fanon (and I prefer the latter) and my discomfort came from the place that the one character I absolutely saw as coded as white in the core cast had this one really specific Ambiguously Brown Fanon Look (which from what I’d seen at the time didn’t seem to be like...backed with anything or coming from any personal interpretation for most of the white fans I was seeing on like Twitter and Tumblr) but white headcanons are everywhere for characters like Melanie or Sasha or Georgie, who seemed to me to be unambiguously people of colour, or characters like Tim or Martin (who could perfectly reasonably be people of colour and who I hc as Rroma and biracial respectively)? I don’t know, it’s difficult to express, but I find it frustrating.

[ofanya]

STATS / PINTEREST / CONNECTIONS / CLASSES

⌠ NATALIA DYER, 21, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER ⌡ welcome back to gallagher academy, ANYA CASIRAGHI! according to their records, they’re a SECOND year, specializing in AWARENESS TRAINING, BREATH CONTROL, HAND TO HAND COMBAT + RESEARCH & DEVELOPMENT; and they DID NOT go to a spy prep high school. when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of (embroidery on lace, waking up early to catch the sunset, the scent of fresh strawberries, perfect balance on tiptoes). when it’s the (libra)’s birthday on 9/24/99, they always request their ARANCINI DI RISO from the school’s chefs. looks like they’re well on their way to graduation. ⌿ kati, 24, she/her, est ⍀ @gallagherintro

INSPIRATION.

cho chang – harry potter 

grace blood – skins

esme cullen – twilight 

yue – avatar the last airbender

lexi howard – euphoria

laurel castillo – how to get away with murder

jane bennett – pride and predjudice 

ann perkins – parks & rec

kwon sun-hwa – lost

BACKGROUND + CLICK FOR BIO.

anya is the third-born casiraghi child after salvatore (oldest) and nico (second-oldest) and the first girl. she’s labeled extremely bright from a young age, but she doesn’t start speaking until she’s almost five years old. the casiraghi parents aren’t even concerned, they don’t think speech is an important quality for a girl. 

the first thing she ever says is a full sentence: “i want to go out with the boys.” it’s almost as if she could have spoken this whole time, she’d just been waiting. but of course, she’s told no, and she wants to be part of the lives that nico and salvatore lead but she’s pushed the side and told to be something else, something more ornamental. 

goes to ballet and etiquette classes instead ( the casiraghis are taught in their own home, much too good for even the best of private schools ) and often feels like she has to make up or carry things in lieu of the behavior of her younger sister. cecilia is reckless and insolent, does what she likes, and anya is jealous, but not jealous enough to do the same. anya is held to a higher standard as she’s meant to set an example and there’s a bit of bitterness that grows in her because of that. 

anya teaches herself as much about finance and business as salvatore and nico, but instead of her business or career prospects, her parents talk only of marriage proposals and future prospects. the education in espionage is a placeholder, she learns things so she’ll be able to make intelligent small talk at dinner parties or be a good companion for a man someday, not because she can run an empire. it’s very frustrating, but she takes this quietly, as always.

(DRUG ABUSE/OPIOIDS TW) anya breaks her ankle in dance practice when she’s 16, a compound fracture. it’ll heal, but she will never be able to dance in the same way again. there’s a numbness inside of her that only seems to be assuaged by the pills prescribed by her doctor that are intended to ease the pain. the pills ease the tightness in your chest every time she sits at the dinner table and long after her ankle heals, anya continues to use the pills like a crutch.

(OVERDOSE TW) she overdoses at 17 and is sent to a rehab facility. the entire ordeal is done very quietly, made to seem like a pleasant vacation – a dirty secret, something to be ashamed of, and it’s emphasized that anya should be so grateful to her family for taking care of her when she’s such a disappointment. she spends the summer at the best facility that money can by, and she returns clean, determined not to be such a disappointment, but the numbness doesn’t seem to quite fade. 

she heads to gallagher academy at 19, following her brother nico to school in america. she has no idea of the legal proceedings going on under her nose because she’s just so excited to get out of the house, unaware why her parents are so quick to send her away. nico hates it, finds it unpleasant and uncouth and a lot of the students are slovenly, but anya loves it, thrives under the guise of freedom and the ability to speak in a classroom where her voice matters.

naturally, the casiraghi family loses everything, as you might recall. her parents say that anya’s lucky she’s pretty because she could still marry nicely, and if it’s soon then the casiraghi name might still mean something. they remind anya of how much she owes them, how good they were to her when she attempted to sour the family name.

PERSONALITY.

DIPLOMATIC. is really good at choosing her words in a way that keeps the peace and is very intentional about the language that she chooses to use. she believes a lot in 'fairness’ and everyone getting a fair chance at things, so on, and she’s good at controlling difficult situations without upsetting ppl. 

NURTURING. has a very caring personality and always wants to look after others. she’s this way with plants and animals as well, and i think she’s really good at encouraging people to achieve their goals or advocate for themselves, she just can’t...do that for herself. but she will take care of u and smother u but in a loving way. 

RELIABLE. will show up at your doorstep in the rain with an umbrella, the first person to complete everything in the group project, if she makes you a promise she will follow through and then some. u can say some shit about anya, but she is fucking dependable and will come through for you whenever you need her most or you don’t think you need her at all, she’s still there. 

NON-CONFRONTATIONAL. will go out of her way to avoid a fight or try to keep the peace, she will also do this with others, putting herself in the middle of things to keep other people from fighting – she just will do ANYTHING to avoid a confrontation. annoying tbh. 

NAIVE. she really doesn’t know much about the world at large and will always find herself believing the best in people or hoping for the best case scenario when it isn’t always true. this could be seen as a good thing, but i think pretty much anyone has the ability to take advantage of her, it’s not hard. 

TIMID. anya has always had trouble advocating for herself and what she really wants, she has a lack of courage when it comes to fighting for her own passions and will easily take a backseat for others to take the spotlight. one direction vc: u don’t know ur beautiful

HEADCANONS.

idk why my brain was like . try to make this char into modern commentary on the 50s housewife but here we are 

i had no idea what i was doing with her late-talking thing except trying to somehow manifest how oppressive her home was, but rowan sent me some article about einstein syndrome and how late talkers like anya are highly analytical thinkers so we’re going with that ! 

was jumped on by a very big dog when she was very small and her face got scratched, so she has a bit of a fear of large dogs...it’s not that she doesn’t like them in theory, they just scare her and she hasn’t seemed to outgrow it. 

still loves to dance even though she’s well aware that she could never really do it professionally or on stage because of the way her ankle won’t bend, but you can usually catch her...somewhere on gallagher’s campus where she could practice privately ? 

also does a lot of yoga to center herself, she loves early mornings and generally her routine is to get up, make a cup of tea, watch the sunrise and then do a little bit of yoga. routine makes her feel in control so she has a habit of sticking to it.

loves to bake and is really good at it ! happy to binge great british bakeoff with anyone but then she will want to try all of the recipes and challenges herself. she likes the exact science of it and it’s another one of her hobbies that helps her feel like she maintains a sort of balance within herself. if you do it right, it all works out – baking makes sense.

she’s had one certain relationship when she was pretty young and definitely is not a person for one night stands, so...she’s a virgin ! 

in general she is baby but she is also mom. 

does not like most green vegetables but especially brussel sprouts. 

will wince when other people curse, has a tendency to speak very proper herself because of the way that she was raised. has extremely good manners, table or otherwise.  

gets really easily overwhelmed at big parties or functions with crowds of people and will generally find some excuse in order to, well, excuse herself. she just feels like she has to be ON all the time and it’s very exhausting to her, would much rather curl up and watch movies or something. 

is very straight edge, doesn’t drink/smoke/etc as a result of her past, she stays away from anything that could increase temptation and make her fall back into past habits. 

had/has a cat at home named gio, technically the family cat but it always felt the most like anya’s and it would sleep with her and everything however since the house was seized, no one has been able to find gio </3

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

best friend – i know, it’s hard to just plot this, but ! i would love someone who maybe was her roommate last year, the first person that anya met on campus and they just clicked right away and made anya feel really at home. i would love if this character was a foil for anya’s nurturing, softspoken nature, so a girl who is a bit louder and more confident. 

childhood crush – idk someone who could have known the casiraghi family for years or operated in that scene, maybe from a wealthy family and anya has a long-time unrequited crush on them. anya’s really kind, but she probably acts a bit standoffish or rude toward this character, so they probably think she hates them.  

bad influence – a character who’s a bit on the wild side who’s turned anya into their project – they want to get her out of her shell, help anya let loose and get out more, but maybe this is also some bad temptation for her since she has some...old bad habits. 

good influence (on) – anya is PEAK mom friend, so i’m looking for a connection that really displays that, someone she looks after. she’s the first person they call when they’re too fucked up and she’s always texting them the homework (and maybe the answers too).

ex-family friends – maybe your character’s family testified against the casiraghi family in the court case and helped send anya’s parents to prison. so, anya and your character used to be close friends but now she avoids your character out of familial obligation. 

fake dating? anya’s parents would like to pressure her into an engagement or see her with someone well-off, so if your character is from a rich asf family, perhaps they’ve done anya a solid. they’re not actually fake dating around campus or lying to their friends, but they’re close friends with anya and might go home with her to perpetrate the lie on a holiday when she goes to see sal and maybe they have taken a few cute selfies together for anya to send home – it would probably be YOUR character that suggests this to anya and encourages her to have a bit of freedom, so i imagine our chars would be friends. 

first love/ex – someone that anya might have known or met when she was younger, probably through family connections. they would’ve been around 15 at the time, so a genuine first relationship (like probably first kiss for her), but at this age her mental health was really bad and they probably broke up as a result of going to rehab. perhaps they feel guilty about not being more supportive or perhaps they did all they could but it was too heavy? we can discuss, but either way, super angsty.

protector – idk i would just love if someone saw how much of herself she puts into taking care of others and wanted to take care of her/look out for her instead and they’re just that friend who is really protective of her and reminds her to look after herself too

crush – i just want her to have a little bit of a crush/affinity for a girl that helps her realize that she’s not straight because she’s too repressed and never considered anything except heterosexuality til this point idk i just like when girls.

enemy – probably an ex-friend or something like that. maybe anya trusted them with a secret and they betrayed her or they tried to throw her under the bus to gain something. or maybe anya just got on your character’s bad side by being too much of a goody-two-shoes.

idk give me someone that relentlessly flirts with her because they think it’s hilarious that she gets so shy and doesn’t really know what to do about it, and she really does not know what to do about it ! 

also am down to brainstorm since i know the casiraghis already have a bit of a reputation so...i’m blessed taking a sibling connection and perhaps we can just bounce off of things you’ve already plotted with deanna and/or kit ( cecilia & n*co ) !

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1062.

Have you ever started reading a book and wondered if you’d read it before? >> IDK where on earth Lane got this survey from but it is long as balls and I’m taking it as a personal challenge at this point lmao. LET’S GOOO I’ve never had this experience, no. I don’t always remember the content of books I’ve read, but I at least remember the experience of reading them, I guess?

What has been bothering you a lot lately? >> Oof. I don’t know how to explain it here so it makes sense to the average reader, so I won’t bother making sense. I want Bruni to be a real, external entity, so badly, but if he’s not then I need to know. I need to know if I just created him, because I needed to, so I can come to terms with that and figure out what to do about it. I’ve also been bothered lately by just... my inability to form connections, to feel the way I’m supposed to feel about other people. Knowing why I’m like this (and knowing that it’s not some inherent flaw of mine but a direct result of not being emotionally taken care of when I should have been) only helps a little. I feel like there’s no way I’ll ever be able to fix this, and my only truly fulfilling relationships will be Inworld, forever. (I guess that’s better than nothing, though! At least Inworld exists.)

What (or who) have you been missing lately? >> ---

Are you trustworthy? >> I mean, I guess. I don’t know what anyone would be trusting me with.

Did your parents teach that white lies were ok? >> No, even a white lie would have gotten me punished.

Have you ever hallucinated? >> Yes.

Do you sleep with your door open or closed? >> Closed, to keep both the cat and noise out.

What flags do you have in your room, if any? >> None. Sparrow has a pretty neat gay flag on her wall and a regular gay flag on her lamp.

What (or who) is the best thing that ever happened to you? >> Hm.

What is the worst decision you ever made? >> *shrug*

Do you miss college? >> I’ve never been.

Have you ever called a teacher “mom”? >> No.

What is your favorite arcade game? >> In the Groove.

Do you feel neglected? >> Not now. But I sure do feel the ramifications of previous forms of neglect.

What school subject(s) are/were your best? >> ---

Are you allergic to grass? >> Nope.

Do you remember to water plants? >> Sometimes. I managed to kill a spider plant, though, so I’m kind of discouraged when it comes to plants. I’ll let that be Sparrow’s thing, I’m apparently unfit.

What season is your birthday in? >> Spring.

Name 3 creative people you know. >> ---

Name 3 YouTubers you aspire to be like. >> ---

What color was your first car? >> ---

What year did you graduate? >> 2004.

When was the last time you saw the person you currently have feelings for? >> ---

Have you ever been scammed? >> Nah.

Are you allergic to pollen? >> No.

What style of wedding dress do you like best? >> Sparrow’s was pretty neat.

Are you over your first love? >> ---

Do you talk on the phone a lot? >> I never talk on the phone.

Would you rather call or text? >> Obviously text.

Do you always answer your phone? >> What do you think?

When was the last time you went to a party? >> I guess January; the get-together after Elle’s wedding was pretty much a party.

What was the last thing you ate? >> Beans and rice.

What’s the last book you checked out from the library? >> I haven’t checked a book out in a while. I heard about a book recently and it wasn’t on Scribd so I decided to check Libby just on a whim (I’m used to the books I want to read never being available as ebooks in this library’s meager collection) and they had it. So I might check it out. I feel kind of anxious about doing it because my reading habits have been so erratic lately and I’m like “but what if I don’t read it fast enough?” which, like, you know, I just... renew it... but no one said anxiety had to be fuckin logical, you know.

Do you have a twitter? If so, what was the last thing you tweeted? >> No.

Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? >> ---

What’s the last thing you cooked on the stove? >> Eggs.

What color is the cover of the last notebook you used? >> ---

Who was the last person you know to have a birthday? >> Uh... Sparrow, I think.

Who sent the last e-mail you got? >> YES! Magazine.

What song is currently stuck in your head? >> Just some FFXIV music because I just got done playing about an hour ago.

Do you have a favorite shape? >> No.

What color are the sheets on your bed? >> Light grey.

What time do you usually go to bed? >> Between 10 and 11p.

Do you ever use coloring books? >> I’ve done so, but I haven’t lately.

Are you planning on watching the Olympics? >> No.

Do you pronounce the word “often” with or without a “t” in the middle? Hmm. Now that I’ve said it to myself in a few different contexts, it seems I do both. If it’s a one-word answer, like in response to “how much do you get high?” then “often” has a t in it. If it comes in the middle of a sentence and is not the focus, it does not have one. < Yup.

Have you ever been on a trapeze? >> No.

Do you enjoy popping bubble wrap? >> Sometimes. I saved some from a recent package just in case I get the urge, lol. It’s on my desk right now.

Are there any waterfalls near where you live? >> I don’t think so. The landscape isn’t exactly varied here.

Do you like seafood? >> Yes.

Have you ever had to wear a uniform for anything? >> Parochial school.

If so, what did it look like? >> IDK, man, it was a long time ago.

Do you personally know anyone who is an author? >> No.

Do you own a Polaroid camera? >> No.

Do you enjoy baking? >> No.

What’s your favorite type of flower? >> Sunflowers.

Last time (if ever) you were on an airplane, where were you going? >> I was coming home from Houston.

Do you know anyone who is left-handed? >> Sure.

What is something you think is underrated? >> ---

Around what temperature do you consider it to be too hot outside? >> It’s not so much the temperature as the level of humidity, how sunny it is, what time of year it is, etc. There are multiple factors that go into how I experience temperature and the number on the thermometer is only one facet of that.

In what ways do you expect your life to be different one year from now? >> ---

How often do you travel outside of the state/province you live in? >> Not often. Before it was just because it’s expensive and also Sparrow would have to take off work and stuff, and now it’s because of those reasons and also the pandemic.

What’s a hobby you used to have, but don’t anymore? >> ---

What has been your favorite job you’ve had so far? >> Selling merch for local bands at shows.

What’s your favorite kind of salsa/dip to go with tortilla chips? >> Chunky medium-hot salsa.

Do you wash your car by hand or drive through a car wash? >> ---

Where is the farthest north you’ve traveled to? >> This is probably the farthest north I’ve been.

Farthest south? >> I think New Orleans is farther south than Houston, but I don’t feel like looking it up to confirm (or be proven wrong).

East? >> Long Island?

West? >> Colorado.

How often do you run the dishwasher? >> Every couple of days, when it works. (We’re waiting on Maintenance to come fix it, but of course they’re taking their sweet time.)

Do you wash your face at the sink or in the shower? >> I use micellar water, so I just do it in my room. Otherwise I’d do it in the shower because I hate using the sink for that.

Name a stereotype about your gender that you don’t fit. >> Are there agender stereotypes? I haven’t heard of any.

Name a stereotype about your age that you don’t fit. >> Uh... I don’t have kids? Idk.

Do you have any unusual decorations in your home? >> If so, they’re not unusual to me, so...

Do you have any uncommon kitchen appliances, such as espresso machines, waffle irons, etc? >> We do have a waffle iron (Sparrow got one for her birthday). I’m not sure what other kind of appliances are uncommon. Are rice cookers uncommon? I can’t imagine why they would be, they’re so convenient. Unless you just don’t like rice...

What did your parents major/minor in in college, if they went? >> ---

Has either of their careers influenced what career you chose or want to pursue? >> ---

What is the highest level math class you’ve completed? >> Uh... pre-calculus? I don’t remember, man.

How old were you when you learned how to ride a bike? >> I don’t remember. Somewhere between five and eight, I guess. Sounds right.

How old were you when you learned how to swim? >> ---

How do you react when someone is rude to you? >> It depends on the situation.

Have you ever had a friend who was too clingy? >> No.

What kind of natural disaster is most common where you live? >> Blizzard, I’d imagine.

Why is your least favorite season your least favorite? >> ---

Do you have a Netflix account? >> I do.

Have you ever had an animal get into your attic? >> ---

Where is your favorite place to go on vacation? >> I guess New Orleans.

How long does it take to get there? >> About half a day, including layovers and shit. No direct flights from GRR to MSY.

When was the last time you started a “new chapter” of your life? >> ---

What room in your home do you spend the least amount of time in? >> I don’t really know. I was gonna say Sparrow’s room, and then I was gonna say the kitchen, and then I was gonna say the half-bath... I think the half-bath is probably the most reasonable answer?

What is the last random act of kindness you did? >> ---

Do you do anything to reduce the amount of electricity you use? >> I don’t have to reduce it, I barely use any to begin with.

Are you usually open to trying a new food that you aren’t familiar with? >> Yes.

Do you listen to Panic! At The Disco? >> Yes.

Have you ever had a kinky dream about a celebrity? >> Probably. Not necessarily because I wanted to, sometimes dreams just do weird shit like that.

Is there a song you can’t stop listening to atm? >> No.

Has anyone ever told you that they loved you, and you couldn’t say it back? >> I guess that’s a way to put it.

If your Facebook status doesn’t get any likes/comments, does it bother you? >> ---

Which friend do you confide in most? >> ---

Do you wear a cross? >> There’s a small cross on my left earring. But I don’t wear, like, a religious cross.

What is your opinion on Arby’s? >> I’ve only had it once, and that was on the way back from Colorado that one time, when the Greyhound stopped at Arby’s. I don’t remember what the food was like, though. Not even sure why I remember that we stopped there at all.

When you have your own kitchen, how will it be done? >> I mean, this kitchen is “mine”? I don’t live with parents or anything, so...? But I don’t have a choice in how it looks or anything, I didn’t build it.

What is your favorite doughnut? >> Apple cider doughnuts, always.

Do you have a hot tub? If so, where is it located? >> No.

Did you read the Twilight series, or jump on the bandwagon after the movie? >> I read the first book ages ago, didn’t care for it, forgot about it (until it blew up in popularity, of course).

What is your favorite party game? >> ---

Do you or your parents rake your yard? >> ---

Were you pro-Obama? >> I didn’t have an opinion at the time, I was busy trying to survive.

What is your favorite scent from Bath & Body Works? >> ---

What was the last illegal thing you did? >> I don’t remember. Probably something like jaywalking. Or watching Bill & Ted Face the Music on an illegal streaming site. 

Who did you last go to the movies with? >> Sparrow.

What color was the last vehicle you were in? >> Silver.

Do you have any family members in the military right now? >> ---

Is there a ceiling fan in the room you’re in? >> Nope.

When was the last time you wished time would move faster? >> I don’t know.

Are there any owls in your room (as decor, of course)? >> Nope.

Have you ever heard voices? >> Not... in that sense. Like obviously I hear the Inworlders’ voices, but... not quite the same thing, I’m guessing.

Do you believe in angels and demons? >> I have not encountered those kinds of angels and demons. I usually use those words as like... shortcut terms rather than references to the actual Christian concepts or whatever.

Who is the worst neighbor you have ever had? >> ---

Did your Barbies go on dates? >> I don’t recall the specific nature of the social playacting I did with Barbies.

If you’re not straight, who was the first person you came out to? >> I didn’t “come out to” anyone.

Where did you meet your first crush? >> ---

Do you remember the first time your first crush ever said hi to you? >> ---

Do you ever go places with wet hair? >> No.

Who is your favorite little girl? >> ---

What do you want the most in life? >> That’s complicated.

What is a decision you’ve made that changed your entire life? >> I don’t know, man.

Do you ever wonder what kind of person you’d have turned out to be if a certain event never happened to you?  >> Absolutely.

When you’re home alone, do you still shower with the bathroom door closed? >> No. I’ve also showered with the door open even when Sparrow was home, I just usually don’t because it’s not necessary (I just use my phone flashlight in that case so it’s not pitch dark and I don’t kill myself in there). But when I’m alone I just leave the door open for the ambient light. Why don’t I use the bathroom light? Because I have Problems and Disorders. Next question.

If you could have anyone’s singing voice, whose would you choose?  >> I like my own.

What are your top 3 favorite genres of music?  >> ---

Where did you buy your dishes from? >> We generally don’t buy dishes. All of our dishes are from either Sparrow’s sister or the wedding registry.

Do you think Mars will be colonized in your lifetime?  >> I doubt it.

What’s the most expensive thing you’ve bought that turned out to be a waste of money?  >> ---

What’s something you’ve bought that turned out to be way more useful than you anticipated? >> I don’t know.

Have you ever been on a ship?  >> I’ve been on a ferry and a regular boat. Not a ship.

Do you ever take intentional breaks from checking/posting on social media?  >> Just like... off days, I guess. Sometimes I need time to do other stuff and it’s easier to do that when I don’t have the internet wide open and ready to distract me.

Who was Van Halen’s better singer - David Lee Roth, or Sammy Hagar? >> I don’t have a preference.

Which fictional character has the most memorable quotes?  >> *shrug* ???

What’s a class you did not take in school, but now wish you had?  >> ---

Have you ever been to either of your parents’ workplaces?  >> ---

What do you think of the ‘Healthy At Every Size’ movement/philosophy?  >> I don’t have any thoughts about it because I don’t know what exactly said philosophy entails. The phrase itself doesn’t give me enough information to start forming an opinion around.

Have you ever been bitten so hard that their teeth marks were there after? >> Yeah.

Ever been given a hickey? (Love bite)  >> No.

Ever gave one?  >> I don’t think so.

Are you more of an outgoing type or shy type?  >> ---

Do you think it’s weird if guys wear make-up like eyeliner?  >> .... No.........

Are you self conscious? If so what are you self conscious about?  >> I’m self-conscious about being Weird(tm), having Issues and Problems Disorders, and having differing opinions about things that lots of people think a certain way about.

Are you flirty at all?  >> No.

Are you racist at all?  >> I might have perpetuated racist speech and behaviour, sure. I don’t think that means “I am a racist”, I think that means I’ve learned some fucked up shit from other people and hopefully I’ve learned better by now.

Would you ever date a disabled person? (Be honest)  >> ...

If you found a baby randomly by itself what would you do?  >> Call the authorities, I guess. Like... idk??? That’s such a weird situation to be in.

Would you rather adopt or have your own child?  >> ---

What would you class as cheating on someone?  >> I don’t have a personal definition for cheating because the concept does not apply to me or how I do relationships.

Do you try to be politically correct? >> No.

What’s your favorite kind of sea critter?  >> I’m not sure. There are a lot of cool ones.

Have you ever tasted locally-made honey before?  >> Yep! <3

As far as earrings go, would you rather wear hoops or studs? >> Neither, I like the earrings I have.

Do you find P.E. humiliating, or think schools shouldn’t teach it?  >> I found it obnoxious and boring and a waste of time, but that doesn’t mean schools shouldn’t teach it. I just had a bad time with it for my own specific reasons.

Do you recycle?  >> No.

Are you interested in current world issues?  >> Not particularly.

Do you think you are mature, or immature?  >> ...

What kind of career are you interested in? >> ---

Do you own a pair of sunglasses?  >> I own two pairs. I really want a better pair, like an actual good pair of sunglasses and not just cheapo pairs.

Do you use bobby pins, hair clips, or elastic hair ties? Which?  >> No.

How badly do you get acne? (If at all)  >> I don’t.

What’s the best way to cope with a breakup?  >> ---

If someone dislikes you, what is most likely to be the reason?  >> I said something that ticked them off? I don’t smile enough? IDK, dude?

How many text messages do you have in your inbox atm?  >> ---

When was the last time you had a difficult decision to make?  >> I don’t remember.

In school, what subjects do/did you find the most difficult?  >> English.

Do you still speak to the person you had your first kiss with?  >> ---

Where did you meet the last person you swapped numbers with?  >> ---

Who was the last person to add you as a friend on Facebook?  >> One of Elle’s friends that I met at her wedding.

Who was the last person that asked if you were okay?  >> I don’t remember the last time someone asked me that.

What does your handwriting look like?  >> I don’t know how to describe it.

Do you use any products on your hair, other than shampoo and conditioner?  >> I use a tea tree oil on my scalp and that’s about it.

Who were your best friends in primary school? >> ---

Do you still speak to any of them? >> ---

What was the last thing you bought from a vending machine?  >> I don’t remember the last time I used a vending machine.

What color hair did your first crush have?  >> ---

What type of shoes do you find the most comfortable?  >> No shoes.

Are you more masculine or feminine?  >> ---

If you could design your own mug, what would you put on it?  >> I don’t want to design a mug. I like the ones I already have.

What is the best beach you’ve been to?  >> I’ve only been to the NY ones...

What is one thing you physically can’t do?  >> Run a marathon.

Have you ever been to a funeral? >> Yes.

Have you ever visited your state’s capitol building?  >> No.

Have you ever visited your nation’s capitol building?  >> No.

Do/did you have a favorite seat in church?  >> ---

What is your favorite park?  >> I still really love Central Park. And Prospect Park, too.

Have you ever felt an earthquake? >> A very minor aftershock, once.

Do you chew gum regularly?  >> Not anymore, not after Orbit ruined my favourite kind. :(

Where did you go on your first train ride?  >> I think that was to North Carolina when I was 17.

Do you know anyone with a dual citizenship?  >> No.

What sports teams do you root for, if any? (Extra points for Boston fans.) >> ---

Do you dunk your cookies in milk?  >> Nope.

What is something you are confident about?  >> ---

Have you ever been physically addicted to a substance? What?  >> No.

How do you feel about needles?  >> I don’t have any feelings about them, they don’t affect me either way.

What is your favorite accent to listen to?  >> ---

What was the reason you last got dressed up?  >> Halloween.

Have you ever been the subject of cruel rumors? What were they?  >> Maybe at some point, but I don’t remember now.

Do you prefer loose or form-fitting clothing? What about on your preferred gender?  >> I prefer looser clothing. Not baggy, per se, just looser.

What do you do when you are really, really mad?  >> I don’t know, I haven’t been that mad in so long I have no idea what I’d do.

Would you rather go naked than wear fur?  >> Fuck no????

Do you put a line through your 7’s? What about your Z’s?  >> Nah.

What is one thing that someone could do to you that is unforgivable?  >> *shrug*

Are you able to forgive and forget? >> Mehhhh.

Do you like cold pizza? >> I really do not.

What is your favorite fruit?  >> I’m not sure, I like most fruits.

What about your favorite fruit juice, if it differs from solid fruit?  >> ---

Do you like broccoli and cheese? >> No! Leave broccoli alone, christ.

What about potatoes and cheese?  >> Not really?

Have you written a letter by hand, lately? To whom?  >> No.

Toaster or toaster oven?  >> We only have a toaster, but I would love a toaster oven.

What are you most known for?  >> ---

Do you have any reputations? What are they?  >> Er...

Do you wear band shirts? What band was on the last one you wore?  >> I do. I’m not sure what the last one I wore was.

Do you own any hats? Describe them.  >> I have a plain floppy beanie and I have one that says “I don’t need no body” and it has a dancing skeleton on it, lol.

What about masks, you got any? Describe those.  >> Yeah, I have a raven masquerade mask. I forget why.

What was the last thing to leave you speechless?  >> I don’t remember.

Do your parents like your friends? If they don’t, why not?  >> ---

Have you been called a bad influence?  >> I don’t think so.

Describe your favorite pair of socks.  >> I don’t have a favourite, per se, but here’s a fun pair I have: they say “eat, drink, and be spooky” or something very similar and have a fun Halloween design on them.

Have you experienced any life-changing news, events, etc, lately?  >> No.

Have any self-done piercings?  >> Not anymore.

Ever pierced someone else?  >> No.

Do you get distracted easily?  >> By things like sound and motion.

Is talking to strangers enjoyable for you, or stressful?  >> It can really go either way. Sometimes it’s just neutral.

How do you feel about getting new neighbors? >> I don’t care. They’re probably just going to be loud asses too.

How many ceiling fans are in your home?  >> Zero.

Do you tweet your life away? >> I don’t tweet at all.

How do you feel about shameless self promoting? >> I don’t care?

When reading words. like. this. do. you always pause after the periods?  >> Yeah.

What about screaming when reading something IN ALL CAPS?  >> Yes, which is why I hate when people type like that. There’s a popular blogger on this website that makes all their posts in all-caps and I will never fucking understand it. Like, their content is fun sometimes but I can’t really engage with it because I hate the shouty text!

[itsbangtangang]

Little did she know...

Paring: BTS Jungkook x Tan skin reader (black/brown girl, idk)

Genre: College au | Fluff | A tiny angst | Smut |

Words: 6,200

Warning: Idk, I’m just thirsty asf for this boy

Summary: Jungkook, the only one who melted the Ice queen’s heart, and viceversa.

Chapter 1

You were a kind girl. A kind yet a bad girl.

You are a kind girl because you help people, you are friendly, you go easy with people and you are quite intelligent. But you are considerate a bad girl because you turn down all the boys’ requests. You are not a bad person though, but you hate boys. In college there were a lot of boys, however, you didn't seem interested in any. Even your friends were surprised at your actions.

"Hey Y / N, what do you think about the new Asian group? I think they are so cute! But, not only cute, also great visuals and stunned bodies," said Jane, the friend who always brought gossip.

This Asian group came from Korea. People thinks they are popstars. They look like, but apparently they aren’t, they just came to study like everybody in your campus do.

"Mm, I don't know. I haven't seen them, and I'm sure I don't care at all." You said without even looking away from the book you were reading.

"You're so childish. Are you really not interested in men? Are you a lesbian or something?" Jane said with a frown.

"Of course I am not, dumbass. But if you want a little kiss from me, it's fine. All you have to do is ask babygirl." You said with a playful voice pouting your lips at her.

When you were talking...

"OMFG look! Are they! Oh God that’s Jungkook! He's so fucking handsome. I didn't know that Asians could be so attractive," Jane said in a whisper when she saw the famous group of Asian boys approaching that dining area.

All of them were extremely attractive. In a moment you felt attacked by the incredible beauty that these boys emanated with each step they took in the dining room hallway. Surprising.

"So ... those are the famous guys you say where is the great Jungkook you talk about so much?" You said without taking your eyes off of them.

"Bitch. Yes. I told you this since this morning. I told you that they are exchange students until they finish their respective careers." Jane said.

Apparently the girl knew more than just their arrival.

"Wow! You also know about their sex life? Lol you're too maniacal.". Playfully you raised an eyebrow to your bouncing ass friend who seems too excited about what you asked.

"Of course I do! Apart from being the new university stars, people say they are the baddest boys we can find. I've heard rumors from their Korean classmates where they said their dicks don't fit in their pussies! That is crazy bro!". Jane had a funny and overwhelming tone of voice. Her eyes went wide when she said the last part.

"Wow wow wow. Calm down Jane. How the fuck you know everything abo- No, why do you know that kind of shitty things about them? Are you crazy? Sick? Jesus…". Now it’s time for your eyes to go wide.

“Omg you are so annoying.” She smacked your hand, chuckling at your pained expression.

Maybe, the boys are very handsome, however, you didn't seem interested at all, or at least, not as much as Jane does.

As classes almost started, you and Jane were heading towards the classroom when two of the boys were at the entrance of the class. The boy with pink hair stopped and looked in your direction. It’s beautiful. He's beautiful. He had pink, fleshy lips, his eyes were small but penetrating, his body is exaggeratedly toned and the smile he put on when he saw that you were approaching them was lovely. Instead, the boy next to him was a little taller, with black long hair, dark as his eyes, his front lip was small and denoting his bunny smile, his body was even more muscular than the boy other boy, and in his face was reflected that he is a fuckboy just by following the trail of his gaze located on the ass of the girls entering and leaving the classroom. A whole fuckboy. Smh.

"Omg Y/N! They are looking at us!”. Said Jane feeling overwhelmed by their watching.

"So what? Just enter the classroom." You said feeling a bit nervous because this dark haired boy turned his face towards you. For a moment, you swore he was looking at you like you was a meal. His gaze was on your boobs every time they bounced when you stepped.

You both were about to enter the classroom when:

"Wow! Hello misses". Said the pink haired boy with an angelic smile.

"OMG! Hi handsome boys, nice to meet the two most handsome boys in this area”. Omg. Not today Jane, please no. This girl really was something else.

You just smiled because you weren’t feeling like a crazy bitch jumping just because of the new boys like every girl on the campus.

At the other hand, the other one boy just kept silent, looking at you. When you caught him, he smirked to your way full knowing you were a bit ashamed by the way he bit his lip looking dead straight to your eyes.

“May I know your names?”. Said the lovely boy.

Before you had the chance to answer, Jane had already done it for you. This lil’ hoe

“I’m Jane Parker, and this is my friend Y/N. Nice to meet you guys”. That high pitched voice… but yes, she’s your friend. Your best friend to tell the truth.

“Y/N… nice name”. The smirk never leaved his face, it was kind of part of his handsome face. Honestly you wanted to brush it off.

“Yeah. By the way I’m Jimin, and this is my friend Jungkook. We are kind of new here”. Said this boy named Jimin. Really, his smile is very lovely.

“Great! So why are you guys here?”

“I think we have classes here”. Said Jungkook.

When he finished talking to Jane, que looked at your way again, EYEING you. This boy was looking at you like he had never seen a brown skinned girl ever in his entire life. Of course you were very aware of what he was doing but you didn’t know why he was acting like that with you, only you. Or maybe, this is how he interact with girls, or maybe flirt with girls.

“What do you guys study?”. You asked, just to make him do other things but looking at your side.

“Video making, and Jimin is a computer engineer. Guess what? Everybody have to take this class”. Oh, you were so fucking wrong. He didn’t take his eyes away from you. He even was smirking while biting his bottom lip! Jesus…

“Yeah, that’s true. I’m Y/N´s friend but she’s a freshman so maybe she didn’t know about this…” said Jane eyeing you, searching for a response.

“I gotta go to my seat”. You said changing the subject because you were getting mad.

When you reached your seat, you noticed Jane kept talking to them, then came inside and took a seat. But not her seat with you, instead she was with Jimin. She had leave you alone just so she could seat with one of the new boys. She looked back, saw you see her, and throw a little heart with her fingers while you were narrowing your eyes at her.

Then lucky wasn’t on your side this day, Jungkook were coming to sit with you. It’s not that bad, but your still were the so called “ice queen”.

“Can I?”. He asked but already took the seat. Why would he ask when he can just take it(?

“I don’t know. Do you want to sit here?”. You said with that very fluent sarcasm of yours.

He just laughed. His bunny teeth showing off made his smile genuine. He looked cute.

The class started and you had part of your attention there, but you don’t think the same for Jungkook. You felt his gaze over you a thousand of times but you brushed it off and continued paying attention to the professor.

“And for the final project, you guys need to do a group of four or five partners, choose your subject and please choose each other. Next week you will tell me the subject you had pick and start work on it. Have a good day”. And like this, the professor ended the class. And now you have to find a group were you can be a part.

“What are you looking for?”. Jungkook asked a bit concerned by the look you gave him.

“Huh? I- I’m looking for a group”. You smiled at him but at that moment…

“Ayeee my bootygirl, you in with us?” Jane asked with Jimin by her side.

“Are you kidding me right now? Using that nickname?” You glared at her. How dare she?

“You know I am a hoe for your ass, but the real question here is if you wanna be with us in the project group?” At least she was serious. This time.

You looked at her, then looked at Jimin, then looked at Jungkook, then looked at Jane again. They all were looking at you waiting for your response. You saw Jungkook lick his lips but you were too worried for what could come out of your mouth.

“Well, I guess I have no more options”. You rolled your eyes at them.

“Guess what? We are starting tomorrow so be ready to come to our flat”. Jimin said with a grin on his face. He is cute but that smile seems more like a smirk than a cute grin.

“We what? Oh no boy. This ain’t it. I’m not going to anyone’s flat”. You stated.

“It’s not like you are going alone, Y/N. I may as well go with you. We aren’t best friends for no reason”. She was right, but…

“Why not? Why you look so pressed up about going to boys’ houses?” Stated Jungkook, looking deep in your eyes. You felt he was concerned about it because he thinks he annoys you or you feel uncomfortable being with him.

“We don’t even know each other that well to be in someone’s house. That shit is weird”. It was true, it’s kind of weird when you don’t know them but have to go to their house.

“Well if you want to know us, let’s go to eat something tonight. It’s that okay?” Jimin showed you a face that told you he was being serious about this. Maybe you could trust them. Maybe.

“Are you serious, Jimin? You don’t have t- “. You cut Jane off…

“It’s okay. I’ll be ready at 6:30pm. You better be there”. You said with a very serious tone that had Jane shivering because she knows you weren’t playing.

“Send me your location and I’ll be waiting for you outside your house at 6:30”. Now it was time for Jimin to be smirking at you.

Of course you throw them a smirk before walking outside of the class pulling at Jane’s hand.

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“Are you serious? We seriously are going out with them? No no… you really meant what you said?” Asked Jane obviously surprised because of your actions. This was new on you.

“Huh... yeah. I meant it. But you know? I don’t know what to wear, I have nothing new with me. It’s not like college don’t consume everything from me”. You scoffed feeling like a lose puppy.

“Just because we are going out with them thanks to you, I will let you borrow a cute dress of mine”. Jane always let you wear or use her things. She´s like an angel in your life.

“I’m not using one of your “cute” ones because I know what you mean, you ho’ ”. You know for facts that “cute” mean her bitch ass tiny tight dresses. She had always wanted you to wear any of her hoe clothes but you always declined her suggestions.

“Ugh. I’m telling you, if I see you wearing pants it’s going to be the end of your fucking boring life”. Wow. She was cutely mad serious. You love her ass though.

“Okay calm down babygirl. Tell me, what you have in mind?”. You really wanted to try one so, what could go wrong?

Jane go through her wardrobe looking for something you can wear, though she knows not all of her clothes fits you because of your ass. It’s not that you hate it, it’s just a little bigger than hers, and Jane’s mini dresses fits you barely beneath your ass cheeks.

“Okay I think I got it. You know I love your ass, but maybe if you teach me how the fuck you did it that big maybe we could share more clothes”. Jane playfully smacked you then giggled herself by your side to show you the dresses.

She was playing but she always teases you with your booty. Grab it like it´s her toy. Play with it. Sleeps in it. What does not she do with you?

“I think this pale pink one is cute. It matches your skin and is not that short… I guess. Well with an ass like that everything will look shorter than it is”. Okay that’s it.

“Can you stop talking about my ass and give me the damn dress?”. You weren’t mad but seriously, Jane can be talking about you and your body for the whole day.

“You go bitch. Let me see you after you put it on”. She smiled at you. Jane is beautiful just the way she is. And she knows it. She just loves you so much that she wants to see you be happy, and beautiful because her fashionista persona won’t let you walk out wearing some shitty clothes.

You had gone to try on it, then looked at yourself in the mirror. It was a beautiful dress, with long laced sleeves, a long v cut in the back, and the skirt wasn’t that short. It fitted you well, but you started to feel insecure about your curves. Sure you have a great body, but you didn’t feel it.

“Y/N, yo… you good in there? Are you done?” asked Jane at the other side of the door.

“H-huh. Yeah. I’m just…”. You kept silent for a moment, then Jane opened the door slowly enough to not scare you.

“Y/N you look so gorgeous. Why do you look so worried about that? You know I’m not lying. I´ve never lied to you”. She said, then gave you a good hug which you welcomed a bit too sad.

“Don’t worry about what people might say, you are wearing this because you want to. Because you feel amazingly beautiful and you are confident about it. I love you”. Jane might make you cry right know just saying what you need to hear. She always tells you what do you wanna hear.

“I love you too. Thank so much. I’m glad you are my bestie”. You said sobbing, feeling better.

“Yeah, I’m glad too but please hurry the fuck up we only have 10 minutes left and you don’t have put on make-up yet”. She pulled at your hand before you could protest.

Your bestfriend is rich in love… and money too, so she has the perfect things to make you look like a doll. She is rich and all, but it doesn’t matter when it comes to her and her friends because she is humble with everybody. Not bragging about her money, her parents, her apartment, her car, not even her clothes. And this is what you liked the most of her. Purely sincerity.

“It’s time. Let’s go to see if they are already waiting for us like my lovely daddy Jimin promised”. Jane said grabbing at her purse. You grabbed yours, cringing at what she said, closed the door and then went by the elevator.

“Do you think they really agreed so easily to what I said?”. You said feeling insecure about them. You don’t know them so maybe they were joking with you making you think y’all will go get dinner.

“We will see when we get out of here”. Said Jane looking at her phone to check the time.

Once you get out of the elevator, you headed to the door of the hotel, and for your surprise they weren’t there. There was no sign of they. You felt angry at your foolishness thinking they would really agree so easily with what you requested.

“it doesn’t matter. I can invite you to dinner. They can’t hurt my sissy like this. Hold on a second imma get my ca- “. Jane interrupted herself with what came to you both at that moment.

At you, were standing two beautifully handsome boys getting out of a luxury car. If you weren’t wrong., you swear the car is a Lamborghini Hurricane 2019. Do they have that much money?

“I swear you girls look so fucking fine. It’s a perfectly match for us, you know?” Jimin said., already smiling at you both and rising his eyebrows in surprise.

He looked so fucking nice. Its wasn’t anything too formally, but you knew what he was wearing is expensive as fuck. A long white Gucci shirt, black tight jeans that marked his God toned thighs and white Gucci shoes. He was amazingly a goddess converted in an ordinary human. But the who caught your attention was Jungkook. Although what he was wearing was an all-black outfit, he looked attractive. A black Peter England buttons shirt with also black tight ass jeans with his fucking goddess thighs you wanted ride to, and black Balenciaga’s speed runner. And you don’t dismiss his faces look. With his long hair barely touching his jawline. Agh, this boy has a high level on looks. So fucking handsome.

“And you both look so fucking handsome omg! But Jimin’s hair got him out of league, sorry Jungkook”. Jane were so fucking whipped about Jimin and his damn hair. Jungkook just laughed. You wanted to cringe but then Jungkook told you something.

“Miss Y/N, you look so beautiful tonight. H-huh... It’s not that you were u-ugly this morning though”. He shyly smiled at you, scratching the back of his neck. So cute.

“Thanks, I guess? Lol, you look good too, I guess…”. You smiled at him, lowering your gaze because of his powerful one.

“Okay let’s go; we are going to be late”. And with that said, Jungkook opened de door for you and Jane and you guys were out of road.

The trip is calm. There were small comments and some laughs from Jane when Jungkook commented that whenever they go out with girls Jimin falls or stumbles. You arrived. The trip wasn’t so long so you think this place is almost 30min away from your place. When you got off of the car, you were greeted by a long grass greener with grass and stone figures accompanied by a fountain of lights and water in the front yard of the area.

Jimin noticed your amusement. He shyly smiled watching the joy in your eyes.

“Let’s go in”. He said, moving his hand towards Jane, then walked at the front door. They look perfect together, but as you said, you don’t really know not even their intentions so you don’t know what to think about it.

They were walking with their hands clasped, while you and Jungkook had some space between you both, so you stopped.

"Jungkook." you called him. A bit nervous for what might be the response and the kind of question you were going to tell him.

“Huh? Yeah, Y/N, what’s up?” He gently asked. You were fearing asking but you did it anyways.

“Are you- huh, do you feel uncomfortable being w-with me? I don’t know. J-just asking, though”. You were nervous and you don’t know why.

“Why would I be?”. Simple as hell. His doe-eyes looking at yours like there was nothing more than you in front of his eyes.

You remained silent. How stupid it should have sounded.

“Y/N, listen carefully. Are you seriously thinking I have something against you? Me? Jungkook? In full 2019?” He asked, surprised by your question and your face. Do you look so dumb?

“I- Sorry. I just thought… I mean, you look kind of distant so I were assuming- “. Jungkook interrupted you.

“So you think I am a racist, don’t you? Look, Y/N, how could I be “racist” in your mind when I have been eyeing you since this morning, huh?” He blurted out. His expression was very serious.

Of course you didn’t think he were joking.

“I- huh… we barely know each other, Jungkook, t-that’s why I thought…”. You were looking everywhere but him, you didn’t know how to act at this point. You already have loosed your cool.

“It doesn’t matter when you are this beautiful. Your skin is fucking beautiful and it is what attract me the most of you. I don’t care if you wear wigs or not, it’s kind of funny but I know you are gorgeous with or without them. Your lips are a bit big but they look kissable as fuck and I can’t wait for you to let me taste them.”. Smirking at you, he took a step closer to you and, looking down at you has you feeling too small in that space.

“I- You- Jungkook, d-did you just confessed to me?” Your eyes went big at that. Seriously. You, the ice queen, falling for someone for so long?

“I- well, y-yeah. I admit that you got me crazy and we barely know each other but, I really feel something every time I see you, and it’s not just my dick. I don’t think you feel the same but I just wanted to tell you this because you were thinking so lowly of me. I can fall in love with you and it doesn’t matter if I am Asian and you are a brown skin girl”. He placed his hands on your waist and lowered his face to your level just to tell you:

“And you look so fucking delicious on this dress, it makes me want to rip it off, put one of those boobs in my mouth and smack that ass until you can’t walk”. He lowered his voice, melting in your ears and looking mad deep in your eyes.

You noticed his pupils darkened at his owns words, followed by his tongue coating his lips, faced inches away from yours, when…

“Y/N! Come on guys. You can eat each other when we are done eating”. Jane shouted at the door of the luxury restaurant you guys went by.

“Guess we finish this conversation later”. Said Jungkook. He took your hand and dragged you inside.

You, at that moment were perplexed. Everything he said felt unreal. You don’t even have words to reply to what he said.

Jimin and Jane were sitting close to each other, so it means you have to sit next to Jungkook. Yes, the same Jungkook that confessed to you a few minutes ago, but also made you wet with the thoughts that were behind such a confession.

They brought the menus and everyone was busy watching what to order to eat.

Everything there was expensive, you didn't want to order a lot of food because you didn't want to take advantage of the situation anymore, but at that moment you noticed that someone was looking at you a lot. It was Jungkook. His gaze was penetrating so you could only give him a very small smile on your part.

"Don't worry, Y/N, choose what you want." he said, seeing concern in your eyes.

You turned your face towards him and now your smile was a little more reliable. He also looked relaxed.

While you were waiting for your food, you guys were talking about your lives in order to get to know each other. But of course, you couldn't miss Jungkook looking in your direction.

The expensive food arrived and everybody started eating.

While eating, you felt something touched your thigh so you, without hiding, looked down the table. Jungkook’s hand were on you. He wasn’t doing anything, just got it there, resting on your thigh. Without looking at him you started eating again. Then you felt… His hand were caressing your skin. His nails nagging at your skin every so often. Its noting, just a lil’ touch.

Then his hand hiked your dress up until it was touching your inner thigh. You stopped eating. You took a moment to look at his face but he wasn’t looking at you no more. He was acting. While Jimin and Jane were talking nonsense to your ears, Jungkook were trying to touch your wet undies until he reached them. Jena was distracted by her own goddess so she can’t guess what it’s happening down there. That’s why Jungkook took the opportunity to taste de waters.

His fingers reached your core. His pointer pressing hard trough your panties, leaving your mouth agape by his bold actions. You looked at him and this time he got his eyes on you. On your eyes. Then on your mouth. Pressing more hard he watched how you reacted. You completely stopped eating. It looks weird, so Jungkook leaned to your ear.

“You need to behave well, babygirl. Keep eating so they would not suspect”. His. Fucking. Low. Voice. Making you more wet than you were.

You just looked at him with pleading eyes as your pussy were gasping for some touch, while he was looking at you with narrowed, sharp eyes watching every move you did. Then he stopped, and so you started eating again. A minute had passed and he has you squirming under his hidden touch. Jungkook pushed aside your wet panty to brush your clit ever so slightly, then hit you pluging one of his thick fingers in. You started coughing .

“Oh… you okay?” asked Jane, remembering you were together in a dinner,

You just hummed because you were sure if you opened your voice at that moment you were about to let out the prettiest moan you ever had in your life.

While you were trying to muffle your moans, you looked at Jungkook and he were chuckling. Is he serious? Then that grin returned to the original smirk on his face, and so started murdering your aching core again. He moved his finger in and out in a slowly pace in order for you to not get you so worked out, then added a second digit. You closed your eyes for a moment, enjoying the nice stretch he was giving you. At the other hand, Jungkook watched your face every time, full joy on his face as your expressions were looking more fucked up. When you opened your eyes again, your pupils had blowing out, dark eyes looking everywhere but him. Your sweet bomb lips parted lightly leaving small gaps and the hand holding the fork was shaking. Everything you were doing has Jungkook getting worked out. He swore that nobody ever had him like you have him.

He knows you are reaching your climax, so he went on it fast and hard.

“Come on, Y/N, let me feel you coming down all over my fingers. You know you want it as much as I want to”. He leaned, whispering to your ear and licking it slightly has you shivering. Then you reached your high.

It almost had you screaming in that place but you bit your lip hard to muffle whatever strangled sound trying to escape. Your hips lifted a bit from the chair and, as your walls clutched close, your thighs did same, locking Jungkook’s hand up between them.

You thanked God for not letting Jane know what was happening under that table, and the place is highly expensive to be so crowded.

“You did good, huh? Maybe, I’ll reward you later. Only if you let me, of course”. Jungkook said, letting his finger slid out, taking his hand off of you and licking his digit after the mess he made. That is so damn sexy.

“Reward her for what?” Jane surprised the fuck down of you both. You turned to Jungkook with wide eyes, not knowing what to say.

You froze.

“Reward her for being a good girl”. He simply said. Looking at you with his not so innocent doe-eyes. You were dead at this time.

“A good girl, huh?” She said, smirking at your shocked expression remaining silent.

“Yeah. We all enjoyed the dinner so it means you and Y/N can come to our flat”. He said, relaxing further in the chair so his hand was caressing your knee.

“Oh, so that’s what you meant… well yeah, I think we are good now, aren’t we?” All of them were waiting for your response, looking at you, again.

You hated being the main reason of all this situation.

“I-… I g-guess so”. Your voice sounded so tiny.

“Alright. Are we leaving now?”. Jane said so you guys were getting off of the table.

You were mentally preparing yourself to get up after, when you felt hands on your shoulders. You jumped.

“Omg Jungkook. Are you trying to kill me now?” You looked dramatic but in reality your heart was pulsing so hard you thought it could come out of your chest.

“Calm down Y/N. Let me help you”. He grabbed you by your arms so you didn’t have to try so hard since his arms were incredibly strong.

He walked you at the entrance because you were stumbling each two steps. Jimin and Jane were waiting for you both in front of the car. The smirk never leaving their faces. They didn’t even bother to hidden it.

“It’s still early, don’t you girls wanna have a little fun after here?” Asked Jimin. He looked like the type of guy who hype everybody to go to parties.

“I don’t know, only if Y/N want or feel like it”. Said Jane. She would not do anything you didn’t want to do, even if she has a big crush on Jimin.

“I-I’m tired. Maybe next time, but if you wanna go, then do it”. A lot of things had happened today, you need to process them in your room, alone.

“Really? You won’t get mad at me if I go with them?” Jane asked. Amusement in her voice. She takes care of you but if you let her have her fun, then she takes advantage of it. Of course she will.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be okay. I will call an uber”. You said grabbing your phone but then…

They didn’t say anything, so you assume your taxi must better come fast so they can fuck it up at some party.

You watched Jimin and Jungkook with their phones and Jimin showed something to Jane, but you assumed they were talking with their seniors/parents/etc.  based on their expressions.

When the taxi came, you were not expecting what happened at this moment. Jane and Jimin got in before you. You clearly said you were going home. Why the hell did they got in the damn cab?

“What are you guys doing? If you are going to fuck there, then I’m not going you assholes”. You said, not knowing why in hell they got in the car.

“Babe, you know I’m not gonna disturb your stupid sleeping ass beauty with my pretty moans so, guess we are going to the party and Jungkook will get you home”. Simple. As. Fuck. And she just smiled at you then ordered to the chauffer to get them the fuck outta there.

Well, damn.

“Guess you are going with me, babygirl”. Said Jungkook leaning on your shoulder behind you.

“O-oh… b-but, isn’t this Jimin’s car?” You thought that car was from Jimin since he’s the older one.

“Oh… t-this car is mine. Jimin’s one is where the mechanic, that's why we couldn't bring it”. He said, scratching the back of his neck.

“Do you guys have that much money?” Quirking an eyebrow as you said this.

“We are not idiots; Y/N. We work on our own company while we study. It’s not hard but neither simple”.

“I- oh, sorry. But I-I didn’t think you were a bunch of idiots, I just… could not figure it out”. You were out of your mind. They are too young to have fancy cars like that, fancy style of clothes and tons of money.

“You don’t have to. I know it’s hard to believe, but we don’t care about it. We are just making money by ourselves and that’s what matters. Just let it fly”. And with a shrug, he was opening the door for you.

You got in, he got in, and the car started towards the main road.

The trip back to home was more calmed than the one going to eat at that fancy restaurant, but it did not distract you from the fact that for the first time you were alone with Jungkook. It’s not that bad, but with what happened just before, you thought the air was getting heavier between you two. But again Jungkook were breaking the ice.

“So… you are a freshman”. He said, without taking his eyes off the road.

“Huh? Uh… yeah. I am.”. you said, uncertain about why did he ask you that.

“You don’t look like one. Are you a minor?” Okay, what?

“I’m not, you fool. But if you want to consider me as a minor then it is okay for me”. You shrug.

He chuckled. “I don’t want to. You look like a little girl but indeed you are a whole woman.”

“So are you telling me you see me as a woman, not as a girl?”.

“Well, I don’t want to see you as a minor. To me you are a woman with a cute, teenager sassy ass attitude”

“What the hell it means?” You chuckled at that. This boy makes funny replies.

“It means I do want to do bad things to you but your thoughts are too limited to believe someone like me sees you more than an “Ice queen”. And I know, we are still strangers but I want to get to know you, and I want to take my time with you. I really do”. He stopped the car just to look deep in your eyes, making sure you see his sincerity.

“I-i… You always left me without words. Why do you always have to act so fucking cute yet handsome while telling this kind of things? Geez”. You glared at him although you were feeling butterflies in your stomach.

“I will make you feel things your exes did not allow you to feel, Y/N. I will make you feel as much love as you need. So please, let me take care of you, huh?” Omg. His doe-eyes were getting crystalized. His face showing as much love as his words did. He looked so beautiful, you wanted to peck at his rosy lips.

“Jungkook- “. You didn’t even finish when his lips were crashing into yours. A passionate, gentle, soft kiss.

You enjoyed the moment. He moved his face aside to deepen the kiss, allowing your tongue to enter his mouth. Then the kiss got rougher. He bit you lip and you moaned in his mouth. Then you stopped. A strain of saliva connecting your lips, evidence that you both were enjoying the kiss, the hungry it got.

“That… that was amazing Y/N. W-why did you stop?” He looked hurt, but you really needed to say something.

“I… yes, i-I liked it too, but I need to tell you something. Jungkook, i-i… we need time. I know we are not kids but, like I really, really need more time to get this together”.

“O-oh… yeah, I understand you. And, as I said, I want to take it slow with you so, I will wait for you no matter how many time it will took you”. He said, holding your hands in his. It was so unreal. He was so ethereal.

“Jungkook, you are melting my bitch ass ice heart so you better take care of it while you wait for me, huh?”. You said, pouting at him like a puppy.

“I got it, princess”. He pecks you and started driving again, holding your hand until he reached your apartment.

“So, you coming tomorrow? If you want, I can wait for you to go together”. Once again, he was scratching the back of his neck. You already know he is nervous. The cute Jeon Jungkook.

“I will text you when I’m done. See ya”. Already opening the door when…

“Good night little princess”. He said.

You looked back, his dark eyes shining as if they dropped from the sky. He was so beautiful.

“Good night… little boy”. And with that you were done.

Jungkook waited for you to get inside and reach your apartment until you switched the light on.

That night, after he jerk off he’s so long hard-on, Jungkook never ever had sleep so good since he entered this college.

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yeah, another one. and im sorry about the reader thing but i like it the way it is going. hope u like it :)

[tinyhwng]

Selfish Goodbye

request? yes (@hwangscorpio)

pairing: professor!changbin x reader

t/w: none?

genre: college au + angst + slight fluff

word count: 2,540

a/n: hhh idk how this one is but i enjoyed the beginning at least. my mind slowly went blank towards the end but hopefully that doesn’t show too much. also, im not finished hs yet so i don’t have a grasp of how uni or college goes so pls bear w me :( [+ instead of blackmailing, i kind of just guilt-tripped the reader ]

summary: You absolutely hated your new university. You had nothing against the classes—they were okay— but the students who always seemed to push their noses up each other's ass for drama is what you loathed the most. You know it shouldn't bother you but they ended up taking the same class that you had the utmost interest in. Well, the class wasn't anything special nor anything worth learning. You actually weren't even required to take that class, but one particular detail of the Music History Appreciation class had a part of you extremely intrigued.

Seo Changbin, or also known as Professor Seo. He was the youngest in the faculty of staff and was extremely respected due to his achievements at such a young age. Everyone loved Professor Seo but for you, it wasn't just a simple idolization. You wanted him, badly and once you had something in your mind, that was all that filled your head. And you wanted to act on it.

His image was innocent to the public, just a young professor who know too well for his age. He had nothing else in mind but expand his learnings and use his class as a way to teach other young women and men about music. It wasn't until his eyes landed on the corner of the room and spotted the prettiest girl he swore, he's ever seen. It's where he felt his heart ache for a little more. just one more second of you. He caught himself halt from speaking as his eyes gazed in your direction, watching in awe as your fingers cascade through the strings of your hair. He hurriedly looks back the other way, hoping no one had noticed the odd silence in the room.

A month into the class, you figured to visit him after a lesson to hopefully discuss your questions over lunch and to your surprise, he accepted your request. You already had the lunch in hand so you both decided to just stay in the classroom and you also noticed the bit of panic he had in his eyes when you suggested eating at the park nearby.

He gulps hard before he took the seat across from you, breaking the silence himself. "So, what were you having troubles with?"

You grab the notebook full of notes from your bag but as you mindlessly placed the notebook on the desk, you ended up shoving a whole drink down your pants. You jumped at cold liquid making contact with your legs and Changbin immediately reaches for the box of tissues he had on his desk. "Here, take this."

You also had knocked over your drink on your notes that were quite crucial for the homework you needed to hand in next class. You mouthed the word fuck as you snatched your dripping notebook away from the desk. Changbin saw the panic in your eyes, unable to process why you were so frantic about a mere notebook.

"Calm down. What's wrong?" He walked around his table to find you on the ground, knees to your chest as tears appeared on the surface of your eyes. He crouches to your level, helping you up.

You had no idea why you felt this emotional. Before this lunch, barely a part of you cared about that homework but when you saw your drink soaking through your pages of notes, scenarios flashed in your mind that you didn't want to happen. You were absolutely sure you were going to disappoint him, just as you were trying to get close to him, you had to ruin everything. As soon as you felt his arm grasp your elbow to help you up, you froze, your eyes fixed on him and you felt your world stop.

His did too.

Ever since that lunch, a small connection between the two of you slowly blossomed. He exempted you from the homework that was required the day after that very lunch and you just ended up admiring him even more. From time to time, both of you would steal these little quick glances during class where you felt your lips smile every time he'd speak in your direction. You absolutely loved the class but what you loved the most was the time after that class. You frequently had lunch in the classroom with Changbin, usually talking about your plans after university but as time went on, subjects became less about your school and more about your personal life. You bonded with him and clicked right away due to your similarity in a lot of things. He told you that music was something he'd always been interested in and when he had his mind on it, it was all he could think of. He confessed to numerous things he found difficult despite everyone praising him for "knowing everything" and "being good at everything".

A time came where you were tired of hinting everything and you just confessed. You told him that you felt something for him but Changbin knew this wasn't something allowed. The school had a rule that banned any unprofessional relationships between staff and students but hurting your feelings was the last thing he wanted and he knew himself, he felt the same towards you too, although this whole situation was entirely not allowed.

"Look, I feel the same too. It's just... we can't."

"What do you mean 'we can't'? We're both adults and you're only twenty-four and I'm twenty-one. It's not like we're doing anything illegal."

"Y/N... it's complicated."

"But you feel the same for me right?" You voice looked for hope. You were slowly getting closer to Changbin, desperately waiting for something good.

"I can't lose my job, y/n and I can't let you be kicked out of here because of me. I can't let that happen."

You saw as his face went through every emotion. He looked so vulnerable, an image you'd never thought to see yet here you are, looking at him as his eyes looked elsewhere but yours. You approach him, waiting for his eyes to find yours, "No one needs to know okay? We'll manage."

Your voice soothed him, fairly disappointed in himself for being so weak in front of you when he needs to be the one that reassures you. He finally locked his gaze with yours, his pupils shaking due to the fairly close distance between the two of you. You were right there, in his reach where he can just hold you and just let everything else go. And that's what he did.

He took your face into his hands and you let him. His eyes trail down to your face to your lips and back to your eyes, asking for permission. You nodded and your eyes shut with anticipation. His lips clash with yours and your body relaxed to his touch. His taste was everything you've been looking for, a taste you'd never thought you'd taste and you desperately wanted more of it. Before the situation gets out of hand, Changbin pulls away while he rests his forehead on yours, simply breathless from a sudden make-out session. He loved it. He emits a smile before he cups your cheeks into his hands, helping himself place a small kiss on the top of your forehead. He held you for so long thinking how nice it would be if he could just hold you forever, but he knew that was asking for too much. You both had to hide everything that was going on between the two of you and be extremely careful around one another. If your relationship ever goes public, it would be the end of his career and your relationship so no matter how difficult it was, you couldn’t give up.

You both let your relationship go slow along the with the flow—except no one knows that it even exists— where you both let each day slowly craft a bigger picture until that time where you can both take off your masks and mutter each other's names around other people. You gradually learn from one another, weaknesses to strengths, likes to dislikes, accomplishments to regrets, etc. Each day that went by where you spent time with him felt nice. All it was missing is the freedom of actually being outside, be with people and hold hands while walking down the park. But you chose this, you wanted him meant hiding everything. You kept telling yourself that in the end, this will all be worth it... but for how long?

Everything was going well for the most part. You frequently spent your time together, away from others though you didn't mind because to you, he was all that mattered—

"Lia? What are you doing here-"

"Is Professor Seo here? I have some questions to ask... in private." The tone in her voice turned with disgust when she turned to you.

You had no idea why but you definitely took it to heart and you were absolute as to why she acted that way. You nod at her, walking past her as you felt a smirk form on the corners of her mouth. Changbin entered the room but before he could talk to you, you had already walked past him and closed the door behind you. Breathing hard as you steady yourself on the door behind you, leaving a few moments later without even a single glance back.

"Have you thought about my offer... sir?" Lia chuckled, taking a seat on Changbin's desk, crossing her legs as her eyes followed the frantic walks of the man in front of her. "Professor? Did you hear me?"

Changbin snaps out of it, his mind goes blank as he forgets why the girl was in front of him. "Sorry, what?"

"My father's offer. You're taking it right?"

"I already told him. I said n-"

Lia hops off the desk and approaches Changbin. "Why do you keep saying no. You know this will boost your career."

"I'm not interested."

"My father won't like hearing this. This might end your career... forever."

"Why did he even choose me? I might be a professor Lia but that does not mean I'm not young."

"You see... my father didn't choose you. I did but look- we don't have to get married like my father is asking but we can go out at least. It will boost your image, I swear."

"Lia- I don't see you like that."

"Well, I like you. If we try then you'll start seeing me the way I see you. I'm willing to start one-sided for now, Changbin."

"No-it's just. I can't..." Changbin wanted to dismiss the conversation and run out to call you. His mind was barely even in the conversation and his thoughts slowly filled with the images of you.

"...Is there someone else?"

"N-No. It's not that."

"It is that" her voice was firm; "who is it?"

Changbin didn't answer and her curiosity grew. "Was it her?"

"Her?"

"The girl who was here. The girl who's always here. She isn't here because she's failing, right? Changbin, was that just an excuse?" Each word felt like a punch. There was almost no use in lying anymore. "So that was why you kept missing dad's dinner invitations."

Changbin tried to make up multiple excuses in his head but his mind was still as blank as it was. He almost believed he was dreaming but he knew this was bound to happen. Changbin went up to Lia, begging her to stay quiet about this or maybe at least about you. There was no response from Lia which led Changbin to believe that she'll do what he asked for... or at least he thought.

You had put your phone aside to study which caused you to miss a call from Changbin. He also sent a few texts but you still failed to see them. Moments later, you receive an email on your laptop.

"Greetings, Miss. Y/LN. I don't think introducing myself is necessary so I'll just get straight to the point. If you keep doing what you're currently doing, he'll lose his job. So if you're thinking of continuing this unprofessionalism of yours, this school will lose one of its greatest professors because a student like you couldn't find another way to get better grades other than to literally suck up to a professor. Oh, and we can easily revoke your scholarship so it would be great if you get off his class and his pants for at least his sake. I don't want him to lose his job either so I hope you'd think the same."

Your chest felt heavy as you read the email. Someone knows? You thought. You reach for your phone, immediately being bombarded with the countless unread messages and missed calls. Another email pops up on your laptop screen.

"Don't bother telling Changbin. Are you really gonna force him to quit a job he's worked so hard for? Don't be that selfish. Don't worry about his class. I'll take care of it so you don't have anything to lose, in fact, I'm basically cheating your way to finishing his class earlier. More time for you to look for other things, okay?"

You erased the message you were about to send to Changbin, shutting your phone off as you retracted yourself in the comfort of your own bed. Although comfortable was the last word you could describe that moment. You were crying, damping the sheets that had surrounded you to the point where it didn't even feel wet anymore since you were already soaked. There was an urge in you to call him and ask him to comfort you but that idea soon died when you realized the risk that had. Everything felt so cruel even if you knew you were the one that signed up for it, knowing the worse could happen anytime and once it really happens, you're out of words and you're all emotions. Empty but emotional. Your skin tensed up and the hairs along arms stood as you remembered the last time he held you in his arms. You had a bitter taste in your mouth as they felt empty without the taste of his lips and your face felt cold without his hands to hold it. You cry, stronger every second and there had never been a time where you felt as selfish as at that very moment. You kept thinking of the times he brushed his fingers through your hair and the times he'd smile the brightest when you'd unexpectedly kiss him. He gave so much of him and it felt like you gave too little of yourself, and this time, it was too late to give more. Your heart ached but not because you needed to stop loving him but because you knew you could never stop.

A week went by and you were seen nowhere near his class. Changbin hoped you'd show up at his door one last time with lunch in hand and pages worth of questions just like how it was before. But you never did. Weeks grew into multiple months and any sign of you was still nowhere to be seen. He refrained from asking about you and soon he'd slowly think less of you or at least that's what he wanted to think. He saw that someone had occupied your old seat and for a single second, he was sure he saw you but just like how it's been, you were nowhere. Even now, even without you there, he'd still eat in his classroom just like before. SImply hoping he'd at least hear one last goodbye from you.

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Summary: Rachel Ophelia Cambrica enters her fifth year at hogwarts (a year above our golden trio) and something develops between her and a Weasley boy.

I’ve decided to post this fic I’ve been working on!

She’s a slytherin , cool, flirty, a tease. idk. A bit of Oliver x oc in the beginning, will be mostly Fred x oc. Multiple part fic.

I’m bad at summary’s forgive me and maybe give it a chance

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CHAPTER 0: INTRODUCTION

She secured her grip on the boot and strengthened her hold on the shoulder strap of her bag.

“You guys ready?” The portkey keeper asked, but didn’t wait for a reply.

           A few seconds later, Luna, her Ravenclaw friend, two years younger than Rachel, Luna’s father, and a few others who she had seen around, soared through the sky.

“That was fun.” Luna muttered. They where quite different, Luna was too nice, according to Rachel. She never said anything, though; she tried to keep her comments about Luna’s cheeriness to herself.

“There are bits of grass in your hair, Lovegood.” She muttered, a bit dizzy from the fall. Her father liked Quidditch, but his demanding job in the board at Gringotts collided with the world cup. Luna had kindly offered her to stay with her and her father during the cup and after it, until classes started. They were friends since Luna had arrived to Hogwarts three years ago. They fed the thestrals together.

Luna’s father insisted he build the tent himself. Rachel wandered off while Luna talked to a shy boy from her house.

Rachel didn’t get far when she started spotting familiar faces. She didn’t care enough about any, not enough to say hi, until certain ex-Gryffindor Quidditch captain caught her eye.

Swiftly brushing off any remains of the trip out of her hair and making sure her jeans weren’t dirty, she made my way to him and the red head, who were talking enthusiastically outside of a tent.

She walked, though, not directly, of course. Never approach them directly, an older Slytherin girl had taught her back when she was in second year, too young to actually understand. But she was almost sixteen now, and the tips always came in handy.  

Pretending to be going straight ahead, she glimpsed in his direction as soon as she noticed him noticing her.

“Oi! Cambrica!” Oliver Wood called. He might be kind of immune to me, but he would love to remind a Slytherin about his win.

“Wood. Of course I should’ve known I would see you around.”

He took a step away from his friend. “Yeah well, I’m planning on pursuing a Quidditch career this year. Winning house cups was real fun, but gotta get out there y’know?” There it was. Gryffindor ego.  

“Absolutely.” She squinted her eyes a bit, looking up at him; she liked that move, boys always thought she looked cute when she looked at them like that.  “Being out of school suits you.” She flirted “Although,” she took a step closer and leaned in, speaking a bit lower  “I hope you have a bit more fun this year.” The hidden meaning of her words was obvious, to them, at least, who were the only ones who knew about their previous fling.  She enjoyed making him blush. Both of them knew that, too.

“You must be Charlie. ” She turned to the Weasley. “Oliver never did shut up about you.”

“Don’t-” Oliver threw her an embarrassed glance. He always tried to seem unbothered, but he couldn’t hide the reddening of his cheeks. She might’ve cared more than him, but he was definitely redder, always.

“Well, not that I would know, Oliver isn’t much too friendly. I’m Rachel.”

“Slytherin Rachel?” She nodded, a bit confused.

“Huh. So you’re the infamous Rachel.” Charlie continued.

“What?”

“Well, I’ve heard about you. My brothers would not shut up about you during Christmas dinner last year.” It took her only a second to realize what Charlie was talking about.

“Right! Weasley! Yeah! The twins, right? Poor Flitch spent hours in there before realizing he was just walking through the same hallway over and over again, yeah, they loved that.”

           And so they talked only for a few more minutes, Rachel mostly to annoy Oliver who wanted his old Seeker back to chat, and, unknowingly to her, was a bit jealous she paid no attention to him, a boy she had, so notoriously to him, crushed on during her fourth year.

And then Bill walked out.

“Huh. Is everybody a Weasley these days?” She muttered, eyeing the eldest Weasley.  Oliver got annoyed once more as he noticed her short attention span was now focused on another boy, granted, a much older boy, but someone else nonetheless.  

“Rachel? Fancy seeing you here.” He greeted formally. Charlie looked confused.

“Was I the only one who hadn’t met her?”

Ignoring him, she explained that he worked at the bank, like her father, and they had met on previous Gringotts Events.

After a bit more chatter she decided it was time to leave. “See you Bill, hope Egypt has been nice to you. Nice to meet you, Charlie.” They nodded and muttered goodbyes.

She turned her attention back to Oliver, who she had been ignoring, purposefully, of course.

She spoke with less volume, so only he would hear. “And so I guess,” she pressed her hand against the side of Oliver’s arm, a gesture that could be perceived as casual, but both of them knew everything she did was on intended. “I’ll see you around.” Without awaiting his response, she left.

‘Never overstay, a taste is better than all of it’, the older brunette had told her, back in the Slytherin common room.

Her rules had worked out for Rachel once she turned 14 and developed a pretty strong interest in boys.

But although she was confident, and boys did ask her out, she couldn’t remember actually liking a boy, or anyone liking her really, she was sure boys only thought they liked her, and as soon as she gave in, and they snogged, they’d be over her.

Luna and Her father celebrated loudly. Rachel didn’t actually care much for the sport, but she liked the atmosphere, the event of it all. And the party of course. While the Lovegoods had settled for butterbeers, she was looking for something a bit stronger. The need for some liquid fun and to get away from the family aspect of it all led her to wander around the campsite.

She had started to miss her best friend, Argenti, who didn’t make an appearance at the game because she and her family was travelling around America.

It didn’t take long for her to bump into some fun.

“Well, well, well.” One of the twins teased, while crossing his arms, a few feet a head of me. “Ms.Cambrica, were you lookingfor us?”

“You wish.” She teased, rolling her eyes.

“It looks like you were pacing awfullyclose to our tent. Come for some advice from your idol pranksters?” Fred smirked.

“No, but some of that sparkling cider will do.” She stated, reaching out for George’s cup. He curiously handed her the cup. “Plus,” She sipped “It seems its you boys who want to learn from me. I’ve been told you keep going on and on about me during your family dinners.” She pestered playfully, with a small singsong in her voice. “Which is quite silly, considering we’ve spoken, at the most, twice?”

She had exchanged words with them a couple of times, enough to know who they were, enough to tease them knowing they wouldn’t take it the wrong way. But they were a year above her, so they didn’t share many friends, they didn’t share classes at all.

The twins’ faces were now red, knowing someone had commented on their secret admiration of Rachel’s prank.

“That’s no- we don’t.”

“Please boys, go ahead and do fawn over me all you want.” She joked, enjoying their reddened cheeks.

Fred, regaining himself quickly, leaned in to her and whispered. “Keep annoying us and we won’t share any of the muggle rum we sneaked out of our dad’s muggle cabinet.”

She pulled back and scanned his face for any sign of bluff. She didn’t find any.  “Oh, okay Weasley. You’ve sparked my attention.” She took another sip from the cider and caught a quick wink Fred sent George, she pretended not to see, she didn’t read anything into it, and forgot about it a moment later  “So I guess I’ll see you around, boys?”

“Sure thing, Slytherin. Next to the butterbeer stand at 12am, yeah?”

She nodded.

That’s when everything erupted.

Death eaters.

There was screaming and yelling, and everybody was running. The cup of sider slipped through her fingers, but she stood still, shocked and confused, until Fred pulled her by the wrist. They ran into the woods. She saw their little sister, Ginny.

Rachel couldn’t hear much of what they said. The only thought in her head was Luna. She was with her father. She’s probably safe, she told herself. But the girl was basically her little sister. Luna had spent most of her first year alone, until they befriended each other, and though Rachel didn’t admit it, she had taken it upon herself to keep the sweet girl safe, make sure her annoying positivity didn’t fade. Like Rachel’s did a few years ago, she didn’t want that happening to Luna.

           The dark mark appeared on the sky. Everything happened so fast, she felt like it was no use to pay attention to any of it.

It was a while until everything was quiet again.

“Come with us.” George muttered, so quick she barely caught it. “You can’t stay here, it’s not safe.”

“Please, Gerogie, she’s a Slytherin, I bet she could manage.” Fred obviously meant it to be taken lightly, but she was in no mood to talk, let alone joke. She ignored him, and Fred noticed.

“Thanks, George. But I can’t leave. Not without Luna. I need to know she’s safe.”

George leaned down a bit until he was at eye level with Rachel, and held her by the shoulders, tightly, making sure she was listening to him carefully. “Rachel, there’s no way you’ll find her here. If she’s with her father she’s most probably fine, they’re attacking muggles, she’ll be fine.”

“If she’ll be fine, then I will be too. No worries. Thanks though.” She slipped from George’s hold and ran towards the direction she assumed their tent was.

She knew they wouldn’t be there, and they weren’t. Hurriedly, she headed towards the portkey, hoping they hadn’t left without her.Why wouldn’t they?She questioned, rethinking her choice of denying George’s offer.

“Rachel!” Luna ran towards her, and hugged her. Her father sprinting close behind her. Rachel returned de hug awkwardly.  “Thank merlin you’re safe. We were looking for you.”

“That’s funny,” she said, though she was anything but entertained, “I was looking for you too. I ran into the Weasleys and they led me to the forest until it was all over. Thanks for waiting for me.”

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Spider Man

Requested?: Nope uwu

Words: 8.5k

Group: Qing Chun You Ni

Member(s): Jia Yi (feat. Next Door Tarzan Group A)

A/N: Okay so I’ve had this in my wips since episode 3 came out and I didn’t expect it to be this long or take this long to write oof...anyway, I can’t seem to find any qcyn fics?? someone pls tag me in anything you see ty :’)) Btw this isn’t really based off the comics or movies, I just borrowed the Spider Man character lol. Also, apologies if this seemed rushed at the end!! I didn't’ really know how to end it lmao...Also idk how to title so uh the title is boring...okay I’ll let you read now lol

“You really think Guan Yue is cuter?” your friend gasps.

“What’s wrong with Guan Yue? He’s super cute,” you scoff.

“Of course he is, but everyone thinks Wenhan and Jia Yi are the cuter ones,” your friend shrugs, closing her locker.

“They’re alright. Too overrated in my opinion,” you shut your locker, looking at your friend.

“Speaking of the devils,” your friend subtly points behind her.

You peek over her shoulders and casually roll your eyes. They are the most popular group of guys at school. Wherever they went, you can always find at least five girls hanging around. You didn’t really understand why they were so popular besides for their looks. However, you can’t say for sure because you didn’t know them personally.

You didn’t really like that group though because a lot of the girls that hang around them are rude and obsessive, which isn’t the boys’ fault, but they didn’t do anything to stop them. They also broke hearts like their lives depended on it...that’s what you heard at least. Also, there have been a few rumors that Jia Yi got into a lot of fights since he would show up to school with bruises or cuts sometimes.

You sigh, turning away as they pass by. You caught Jia Yi’s eyes on you and he offers a soft smile. You give him a tight-lipped smile, before rolling your eyes to show your friend your annoyance. You’ve noticed that they liked to flirt around a little too. Ever since you entered the school, you’ve vowed to never fall for any of their charms.

“I seriously still thinks Jia Yi has a crush on you,” your friend whispers as she watches the group of pretty boys breezes past the hallway.

“Pfft...nice joke,” you laugh, “He probably doesn't even know I exist.”

“He literally just smiled at you and he sits next to you in class,” your friend deadpans.

“Smiling at me doesn’t mean he has a crush on me. Also, he doesn’t have to know who I am just because we sit together,” you shake your head, chuckling.

“He stares at you in class all the time. I sit behind both of you so I should know,” your friend points out.

“Nope, he’s probably staring at Jolin Tsai. She’s pretty and popular. Even I lowkey have a crush on her,” you start walking towards your classroom.

“Okay yeah, true. But I seriously don’t think he’s looking at her,” your friend pouts, chasing after you.

“Really? She has a crush on him though. I bet those two are dating in secret,” you scrunch your brows together.

“Whatever, just peek at him some time in class. If he looks away, then I’m right,” your friend huffs, opening the classroom door.

“What? That doesn’t prove anything,” you step in, “He’s probably just daydreaming or something.”

“Just watch,” your friend whispers to you as the two of you make your way to your seats.

Unfortunately and fortunately, you sit right in between Jia Yi and Jolin. Pulling out your chair, you slide into your seat, greeting Jolin who waves back to you. You turn around after without giving a glance at the boys who are crowding around Jiayi’s desk.

“Remember to peek over some time,” your friend quietly reminds you.

“Fine, but you owe me lunch,” you roll your eyes, turning back around.

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“Jia Yi, it’s that girl you like,” Wenhan wiggles his eyebrows, prodding his best friend in the ribs, pointing at you standing by your locker with your friend just a few feet away.

“Ow! Don’t say that out loud,” Jia Yi groans, but quickly turns to smile at one of the girls that passed by.

“You should really go talk to her,” Guan Yue encourages, placing a gentle hand on Jia Yi’s tense shoulders.

“No way! Do you guys want me to embarrass myself or something? Plus, you guys know she doesn’t like us...especially me,” Jia Yi pouts, looking down sadly.

“I don’t think she’s like that. She just doesn’t know us, that’s all,” Chunyang shyly suggests.

“You never know,” Hanyu shrugs, “Why do you like her so much anyway? You guys haven’t ever talked.”

“Yeah, but I see her around all the time. She’s so helpful and caring and kind. Plus, she’s super cute,” Jia Yi hums dreamily, “I can’t help it. She’s literally perfect.”

The group of boys immediately quiet down as they passed by you and your friend. Jia Yi swallows harshly and tries to look away, but he can’t. You make eye contact with him and he shivers a little, offering a shy smile. That sarcastic smile on your face makes his heart drop and when they finally reach the classroom, Jia Yi sighs deeply, allowing his smile to fall into a frown.

“By the way, you really need to stop staring at her in class. I’m sure her friend who sits behind her in class notices,” Wenhan snorts.

“I-I don’t stare at her!” Jia Yi squeaks, his cheeks darkening.

“I sit in front of you and I notice it too,” Hanyu rolls his eyes, chuckling.

“Ugh, I definitely don't. I’m just...uh...looking out the window!” Jia Yi’s flustered mind doesn’t aid him in coming up with an excuse.

“Sure…” Guan Yue gives a teasing smile.

“Oh, here they come,” Chunyang points at the door sliding open.

Jia Yi’s head whips up and he spots your friend, seemingly frustratedly chatting, open the door. Then, you walk in. He can’t help but melt a little when he notices the relaxed and teasing expression on your face. It’s like you are literally glowing.

Jia Yi quickly looks down again, staring at his hands, twiddling his thumbs. He tries to keep his breath even as you and your friend get closer and closer. He takes a daring glance and sees you waving cutely at Jolin before turning back to face your friend. He notices that your friend’s eyes quickly darted over at them before whispering something to you.

“Don’t be too obvious, okay?” Wenhan chuckles, patting Jia Yi on the back, pulling him out of his thoughts.

“Literally shut up,” Jia Yi huffs, playfully nudging Wenhan, causing all of them to laugh.

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Class couldn’t have been more boring. Sighing, you doodle mini Spider Mans all over your notes. He’s been your favorite hero, or “celebrity” crush, ever since he started his career. You admire everything about him. He never hesitates to save someone, doesn’t mind putting himself in danger, and you’ve heard that he’s quite the charmer. You wish you can meet Spider Man in person at least once in your lifetime.

Suddenly, you feel something small hit your back and you snap out of your daydream. Turning around, you give your friend a harsh look. She simply shakes her head, ever so slightly pointing in Jia Yi’s direction. You rolled your eyes before facing forward again and turn to look at the boy.

You make eye contact with him and you see his cheeks turn pink before he quickly fixes his gaze on the teacher, pretending to write something on his paper. You turn back to look at your friend who was smiling smugly.

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“I told you! He was totally looking at you. Did you see him blush?” your friend violently shakes you back and forth.

“I saw, I saw,” you groan, peeling her hands off of you, “I’m still not convinced though. You know, if I was caught staring at someone, I’d be embarrassed too.”

“Are you serious?” your friend shrieks, “You know what, never mind. We can talk about that later.”

“Yeah, that would be nice,” you chuckle.

“Anyway, I can’t walk home with you today. My mom just signed me up for another tutoring class and I couldn’t argue my way out this time,” she sighs, clinging on to you, “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay. One day isn’t going to hurt,” you laugh, hugging your friend back.

“I know, but this might happen a few times a month,” your friend pouts, “Walking without you is going to be so boring.”

“I know. Hopefully, you won’t have to be in that class for too long,” you shrug, the piercing bell making you jump.

“Yeah. See you tomorrow then!” your friend sadly waves before the two of you split ways, heading to your own classes.

---

It is lonely the say the least as you stroll down the streets by yourself. Despite not having your friend with you, you still decide to stop by the bakery as the two of you usually do. Stepping in, a small smile makes its way onto your face. The sweet smell of beautifully decorated cakes and adorable pastries fill your nose. Shuffling up to the cashier, you order your usual and head towards your usual seat.

Pulling out your books, you decide to get a headstart on your homework before you went home. Usually, you and your friend would procrastinate until it got dark outside. Your food arrives quickly and you set to work.

Blindly, you reach for your cup, still intensely reading your book. Finally grabbing the cup, you carefully bring it to your mouth, but nothing came out of it. Blinking a couple of times, you bookmark your book and set it down. You peek at the clock and nearly fell over. It is already six and you have to get home soon. Quickly packing your things, you leave a tip on the table and left the bakery.

The dark sky and bright lights calm you down a little. It feels nice walking out at night, although you were a little scared to be alone. You decide to get home quickly since it was starting to get cold and your thin school sweater did nothing to help with blocking out the wind.

Suddenly, you feel someone place a tight grip on your arm. You try to pull away, but you are too weak and you are yanked into the dark alleyway. You scream until the person places a heavy hand over your mouth.

“Give me your money or I’ll shoot,” a low, grumbling voice mumbles from behind you.

Your throat tightens when the thief lets you go and pulls out his gun. You hear a click, and you see the metal weapon gleaming under the moonlight. You shakily pick up your bag from the ground and file through it to find your wallet. Closing your eyes, you hand the thief your wallet, but he doesn’t take it. However, you did hear a loud thud and you open your eyes.

There he is, clad in his classic red and blue suit, tying up the thief. Your mouth drops open just as Spider Man knocks out the tied up thief. He dusts his gloved hands off and makes his way over to you. He towers over you, standing at nearly six feet tall.

“Hey, you alright? He didn’t hurt you hopefully,” Spider Man carefully checks you over for any injuries.

You meekly shake your head, “I’m fine.”

“What are you doing out so late by yourself?” he asks gently.

“I lost track of time today and my friend isn’t here to walk back with me,” you whisper, a little scared to look away.

“I’ll take you home. Where do you live?” he wraps a strong arm around your waist and you pray that he can’t see the rising blush on your cheeks and feel your heartbeat quickening against his own chest.

“Uh, I live on the fourth floor of that small apartment across from the candy shop,” you shyly offer.

“Okay, got it. Just hold on tight!” Spider Man holds you tighter against him.

“W-Wait! Wait, is this safe?” you blubber in fear, but also because you wish for him to hold you just a little longer.

“Don’t worry, I’m here to keep you safe. Please trust me,” the suited hero reassures.

“Okay...I trust you,” you slowly wrap your arms around his broad shoulders.

As soon as you feel your feet lift off the ground, you close your eyes shut. You hear Spider Man’s soft giggle and you cling onto him tighter. The cool wind whips through your hair and you shiver a little.

“Hey, open your eyes. It’s really pretty at night,” Spider Man’s soothing voice brings you out of your anxious thoughts.

Slowly, you allow yourself to see again. Gasping, you enjoy the night breeze as you fly past the colorful lights and buzzing city. The dark evening sky above you is filled with glittering stars. The moon produces a soft light, bouncing off the cotton candy clouds. It is so calm and peaceful. Below you, however, is a city full of adrenaline and excitement. The multicolored lights, tall buildings, and bustling people brings the city to life.

You can’t help but let a small noise of surprise and pure joy slip out of your mouth. Before you knew it, Spider Man gently places you on your balcony as he balances on the railing.

“Is this your place?” he asks.

“Yup, thank you so much,” you smile softly.

“No problem. Stay safe, okay?” he salutes before leaping off the building.

You sigh dreamily as you watch your hero swing gracefully from building to building. You can’t wait to tell your friend about what happened. Begrudgingly, you unlock the double doors and slip into your room.

---

“Yeah right, there’s no way Spider Man has the time for that,” your friend crinkles her nose, “Doesn’t he have that other big project going on?”

“Why won’t you just believe me? He really did swing by and save me,” you pout, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I think you were dreaming,” your friend giggles at the sight of you pouting so hard.

Jia Yi silently listens in from the side, shifting slightly in his seat every so often. A soft blush appears on his well-defined cheeks. His brows furrowed as he strains to hear your soft voice complementing your favorite hero.

His eyes glazed over with wonder, leaning slightly closer to hear you. He really wishes you are complimenting him, but just the sound of you sounding so happy and charmed makes him happy. He can’t help but allow the smallest smile on his face.

---

A small knock on your balcony door brings you out of your trance. Saving your essay, you shuffle, a little scared, towards the glass door. Drawing back your curtains, you gasp. Spider Man’s strong back is facing you, his red and blue suit stretching comfortably over his muscles. He hangs from a thin strand of web and you are surprised that it is able to handle his weight. You quickly open the door and the sound makes Spider Man turn around. He drops from his upside down position and gracefully lands on the balcony floor. Though you can’t see his face, you know he’s giving you the most beautiful smile ever.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” you shyly ask, retreating back into your room, allowing the hero in.

“To check on you. You’re okay, right? You walked with your friend today?” concern laced his soothing voice.

“Yeah, she said she’d only be gone on Wednesdays and Thursdays. I’m okay, thanks for asking,” you smile, leaning back slightly on your desk.

You silently watched as he peeks around your room in awe. A smile dawns on your face and you giggle every time he lets out a small “woah” or “ooh”. He finishes touring your room and ends up in front and towering over you. You look up at him.

“Your room is cute,” he nods in approval.

“Glad you think so,” you laugh.

You stare up at his masked face and squint slightly to try and see if you could see at least his eyes. However, you find yourself mesmerized by just the shape of his face. You can tell his jawline is well-defined and his nose bridge makes a cute arch. He seems to be staring right back at you and you feel your cheeks heating up. Coughing slightly, you break out of your dream-like state and back away.

“Sorry, I’ll get going,” Spider Man sniffs awkwardly, “I’m glad you’re safe.”

“Thanks, really,” you shake your head, looking away.

“Okay, I’m gonna leave now,” he slowly backs towards the door, not even turning back.

“Okay,” you giggle, following him.

It seems like he doesn’t want to leave and you certainly don’t want him to go. However, you still have a lot of work to do and he probably has many more people he needs to save. You step out into the cool night breeze, holding your arms a little closer to your body for warmth. Spider Man reaches an arm out, displaying his shiny web-shooter.

“Goodbye,” you give him a small wave.

“See ya later,” Spider Man nods before shooting a web and jumping right off your balcony.

You lean over to see him fall. Just as he is about to hit the ground, he swings back up in the air and you watch as he swings away through the city.

---

Winter break is nearing and you’re getting a little antsy. Finals are coming up and you’re a wreck. With eyebags hanging down to your cheeks, you stumble your way to your seat and collapse in the chair. Your backpack slides off your slumped shoulders as you drop your head to your desk, cradling it with your arms.

“Y/n...you okay? You’ve never been this late before,” you hear your friend whisper from behind.

You raise your head and turn around, staring at her blankly, “I know, I just have...a lot to do.”

“Aww, I’m sorry I can’t help because of my dumb classes,” your friend sympathetically frowns, gently brushing your hair with her fingers.

“It’s alright, it’s not your fault really,” you sigh, “I found some company on Wednesdays and Thursdays anyway.”

“What? Who?” your friend gasps, faking offense.

“You wouldn’t believe me,” you giggle.

“Tell me, tell me!” your friend eggs on.

“Fine,” you motion her to come closer, “Spider Man.”

“You need to stop obsessing over him,” your friend snorts, rolling her eyes.

“See, you didn’t believe me,” you pout.

“It’s kinda hard to believe,” your friend hums, challenging you.

“Fine, I’ll get a selfie with him today and send it to you,” you crinkle your nose before tiredly turning back to face the front.

You feel a pair of eyes watching you carefully and you slowly roll your head to face the boy sitting next to you. Jia Yi quickly looks away and you notice a light blush on his cheeks. You huff before turning back.

“Alright students, I know you guys are busy with finals,” your teacher strolls in, starting right away.

“I’m going to assign an easy partner project for your final so you guys won’t have to stress too much,” your teacher announces.

Everyone cheers unanimously until the teacher raises a hand and says, “But, I’m assigning your partners.” Then, there is a unanimous groan.

You take a quick peek back at your friend and the two of you share a disappointed look. The teacher quiets everyone before reaching for his glasses and a clipboard. He adjusts his glasses and takes a closer look at the clipboard before calling out names.

You are silently chanting that you would end up with your friend. You freeze as soon as you hear your name called.

“Y/n,” your teacher looks over at you and you stare right back, anticipating.

“Y/n, you’re with...Jia Yi,” the teacher nods at the two of you and you slide further down into your seat.

You look over at Jia Yi, mind blank. You just stare at the blond. It seems as if your brain had just malfunctioned. It’s not that you despise him, you just didn’t know him well and you know that with all the stress you have, you would end up just dumping it out on him. You didn’t want to do that to him.

Jia Yi bites down on his bottom lip when he hears his name called right after yours. He looks over at you and nearly fell off his chair. You’re staring at him so intensely, yet your eyes seem dead. His cheeks darken and he tries for a smile, but you just kept staring. His brows furrowed as he takes this chance to stare back at you.

He can practically see you fighting yourself through your eyes and he frowns. He overheard your conversation with your friend earlier and begins to worry about you. He quietly scoots closer to you before offering a hand.

“We got this,” he quietly whispers, trying his best to sound as confident as possible.

You weakly grab his hand and shake it. He nearly melts at the touch of your warm fingers and he glances towards Wenhan for a second before looking back at you. Your hand slips out of his and drops to the table and Jia Yi already misses the warmth.

“I’m sorry in advance,” you whisper.

“What do you mean?” Jia Yi’s eyes never left your face.

“It’s been pretty stressful for me recently so sorry if I ever take it out on you,” you shake yourself awake.

“Oh, it’s alright. I understand,” Jia Yi smiles brightly.

You offer a tight-lipped smile before turning away and resting your chin on one hand, not noticing Jia Yi’s smile dropping behind you.

---

“Hey, ready to go?” a familiar voice calls out to you.

“Spider Man! There you are,” you giggle, tightening your grip on your backpack.

“Yup, sorry I couldn’t wait at my usual spot. I, uh...lost track of time,” Spider Man explains, beginning to walk.

“It’s okay, we all have those days. I was late to class for once,” you groan, walking beside him.

“Aww, you must’ve been really tired, huh,” you can practically hear his frown as he loops a strong arm around your waist, “Hold on tight.”

You do as you’re told and the two of you whip into the afternoon sky. You have gotten used to the cool breeze as you fly across the city and you learned to enjoy the feeling of being so high up. You smile a little to yourself as you inhale the fresh air.

Finally, the two of you land back on your balcony. Spider Man would always leave right after he drops you off at home, then coming back later at night to check up on you.

Just as he is about to leap off the balcony, your hand darts for his wrist, preventing him from leaving. He turns to look back at you and cutely cocks his head to the side. You shyly retract your hand and look down.

“Sorry, I just remembered something,” you sniff.

“Oh, what is it?” he asks, leaning towards you.

“If it’s not too much trouble, would you take a selfie with me? I promised a friend since she wouldn’t believe that you take me home when she’s gone,” you laugh, a little embarrassed.

“Of course~” he laughs enthusiastically.

He slides behind you as you open the camera app and fix your hair that had been messed up by the wind. You fee; his arms snake around you, pulling you closer to him and you bite your lower lip, holding up your phone. You smile widely and you can tell he is too. Both of you hold up a peace sign and you snap a couple of pictures.

“Thank you so much,” you put your phone away.

Spider Man still had his arm around you, slowly pulling away from the semi-back hug. You are sure you are as red as a tomato, but you turn to face him anyway. He seems a little startled that you had turned around and drops his arm, to your disappointment.

“Gotta go,” he hums, seeming somewhat dazed, “Mr. Stark is calling.”

“Bye,” you softly tell him, waving slightly.

He takes one last look at you before diving into the busy city down below.

You sigh as you stare at the busy streets below you. The bright sun leaves a soft, golden glow on the buildings and people. Though it is cold, you want to enjoy the setting sun for just a little longer. A sudden ping brings you out of your daydream and you pull out your phone again.

It is Jia Yi. The two of you had exchanged phone numbers earlier so that you can contact each other for the project. You read the text and quickly change out of your uniform and into some cozier, warmer clothes before grabbing your backpack and heading for the library.

Luckily, you live quite close to the library so you only had to brave the cold for at most five minutes. You look around a little before spotting the tall boy. His bright blond hair seems so bright amongst the dull, gray environment of the quiet library.

“Hey, sorry. I almost forgot,” you apologize to Jia Yi as soon as you get to the table he was at.

He turned around, a little startled, “Oh, it’s okay. I just got here.”

“Should we start?” you pull out a chair and sit next to Jia Yi.

“Yeah…we should brainstorm some ideas first,” the blond nods in agreement.

After that, the two of you settle into awkward silence. You shift uncomfortably in your seat a few times, trying to think of ideas. However, you can’t seem to think of anything besides the tension looming over you and your partner. From the corner of your eye, you can also see that Jia Yi struggling.

“Why don’t we go somewhere else,” you speak up, “and get comfortable with each other before we start. I can tell neither of us is able to focus.”

“O-oh, good idea,” Jia Yi stands up. He begins walking out of the library after you got up as well.

“Do you want to go to that candy shop near your--” Jia Yi stutters, “Uh, near here?”

You give him a skeptical look before shrugging, “Sure, let’s go.”

The candy shop is only a few steps away and you are thankful since the sun had already been cut into half by the city landscape. The sky fades from a bright maroon to gorgeous deep indigo. You can see the tiny white stars beginning to appear.

The sweet smell of pure sugar gives you a jolt of energy and you peek around the pink shop. You’ve been in here quite a few times since you live right across, but the atmosphere always draws you back in. A smile makes its way onto your face and you head straight for your favorite candies.

Picking out a few, you turn back to pay and nearly crash into someone’s chest. You stumble back, apologizing. Your cheeks darken when you realize that you just nearly crashed into Jia Yi.

“I’m so sorry...should’ve looked,” you mumble, clutching your candies closer to you as if protecting them.

The tall blond simply chuckles, “It’s okay. Anything you recommend?”

“Oh, well I definitely recommend these,” you hold out your hands to reveal the three candies you had just picked out, “these are my favorite.”

“I’ll get some of those too,” Jia Yi gives you a warm smile before easily reaching over you to grab some candies as well.

You blush slightly at the close proximity and let go of the breath you didn’t know you were holding when he leans away. You can still smell a light waft of his fresh scent after he backed up. He gives you his classic cheesy smile and you return it with a small smile of your own.

Both of you awkwardly shuffle over to the front to pay for the candies. You cheerfully greet the employee by the cash register and place your candies on the counter. Jia Yi slides his candies next to yours and pulls out his wallet. The employee types a few things into the register and asks for four dollars. You stop him and pull out your own wallet.

“Hey, no need to pay for me,” you pout, pulling out a five dollar bill, “It’s your first time here, right? I’ll pay.”

“No way, I won’t let you pay. It’s only five dollars anyway,” Jia Yi copies the pout of your face, shoving the five dollar bill into the employee’s face without even looking.

The employee quickly snatches the money from Jia Yi’s finger, a nervous expression on his face as you and Jia Yi have a stare off. After returning the change, the employee dashes off and disappears behind the staff door. You begrudgingly stuff your wallet back into your backpack and take your candy, your eyes never leaving Jia Yi’s. You narrow your eyes a little as he stores his wallet and takes his candy off the counter as well. He gives you a smile and the two of you break eye contact before heading to one of the small tables the shop had.

You and Jia Yi sit across from each other. You unwrap one of the candies and pop it into your mouth, moving it from one cheek to another, savoring the flavor. Jia Yi watches you carefully before imitating you, his face brightening as soon as he put the candy in his mouth. You giggle at the sight.

“Wow, this one tastes so good,” Jia Yi looks at you with sparkling eyes.

“I know, right? That one is my favorite flavor,” you chuckle at his childlike amazement.

The two of you spend a few moments enjoying the candies before Jia Yi speaks up again. He plays with the crinkly wrappers as he speaks.

“So, what do you like to do?” he asks, blinking innocently at you.

“Hmm, not much,” you shrug, contemplating on the answer.

“Oh come on, I see you and your friend in the book club sometimes,” Jia Yi shyly admits, “I was just passing by.”

“Well, I do love reading,” you smile, “What about you? I heard you’re on the football team or something.”

“Me? On the football team? Now that’s a good joke,” Jia Yi snorts, giving you a look of disbelief.

“What? Really? I thought all popular guys play football or something,” you hum, a little embarrassed that you had just assumed something that isn’t true.

“Nope, it’s just a stereotype,” he chuckles at your dumbfounded expression, “Wenhan does like playing football though.”

“Huh...there must be a lot of things I have wrong about you guys then,” you ponder, resting your chin in a hooked finger.

“Maybe. I can tell you what’s wrong and what’s right if you list them out,” Jia Yi suggests, “We can get to know each other that way.”

“Okay, sounds good to me. Can I start? I have a lot,” you look up at him sheepishly.

“Go ahead,” he laughs.

Time flies past as the two of you exchange stories and share laughter. You have to admit that you misjudged them and so you apologized to Jia Yi, the guilt escaping you after. After calming down from your hundredth fit of laughter, you take a peek at the clock and then back at Jia Yi.

“Hey, I think we should head home now,” you sigh, shoving your phone into your pocket.

“Good idea. It’s getting late,” Jia Yi stands up, holding out a hand.

You take his hand and he pulls you up. He pulls a little too hard and you stumble right into his chest. Both of you are too afraid to move for a moment and so you stood in his embrace for a minute or two before awkwardly pulling away. Cheeks red, you apologize to Jia Yi as he does the same.

The two of you fall into a comfortable silence as you make your way home. Jia Yi had offered to walk you home even though you live right across. He had insisted and you would be lying if you said you didn’t feel a little weak when he pulled out his puppy dog face.

“Alright, this is me,” you shyly tell him, rocking back and forth, hands behind your back.

“Goodnight, y/n. See you tomorrow,” Jia Yi smiles.

You expect him to leave, but as you open the door to your apartment complex, the tall blond is still standing there, smiling. He notices you’re watching him and he waves. You wave back before quickly closing the door and heading upstairs. You let out a sigh of relief when you make it safely back into your room. Opening the glass doors, you step out into the balcony, enjoying the night breeze. You look down and nearly fall off when you see that Jia Yi is still down there. He notices you up there and gives you a thumbs up before running off.

You find yourself blushing at his gentlemanly actions, making sure you got back safe. You can’t help but smile a little. You had definitely misunderstood him before and you regret not getting to know him earlier. You hadn’t realized that he was so sweet and funny and he is an exemplary company.

Shaking your head, you get rid of the thought of Jia Yi. You remind yourself that you would never fall for his or his friends’ charms. Looking out at the brightly lit city, you wonder where Spider Man is. Perhaps he doesn’t have time to visit you today. You wait out a little longer before you head back in.

---

“Oh. My. Gosh,” your friend nearly knocks the both of you over as she rams into you.

“Ack! You’re gonna knock us both over,” you whine, trying to steady the both of you.

“Sorry, sorry,” she halfheartedly apologizes, “But that selfie with Spider Man though!”

“Shhhh! Keep it down, will you,” you hiss.

“This is so exciting! Are you sure you didn’t photoshop that?” your friend asks, suddenly a little skeptical.

“I promise I didn’t photoshop that,” you huff, jutting out your bottom lip.

“Okay, I believe you. You have to let me meet him one day though,” your friend winks.

Rolling your eyes, you chuckle at her teasing tone but agree to her request. The two of you make your way into the classroom and as usual, Jia Yi and his friends are already inside. Usually, you would ignore them, but you decided to wave to Jia Yi.

Jia Yi notices you and waves back enthusiastically, his smile widening. You giggle a little before settling down in your seat and greeting Jolin as well. Your friend sits down behind you and you turn so that you’re facing her. Her expression is priceless, jaw on the floor, eyes bulging.

“What?” you laugh.

“Did you just wave and smile at Jia Yi?” your friend gasps.

“Yeah, I did,” you shrug.

“Since when did you two become friends?” she asks, eyes darting between you and Jia Yi who is back to chatting animatedly with his friends.

“Yesterday. I really misjudged them,” you sigh sadly, “Jia Yi’s really nice actually.”

“Are you serious? You literally like hated him just two days ago,” your friend says.

“Okay, I never hated him...that’s a strong word. Plus, I said I misjudged him. Jia Yi’s really sweet,” you shake your head.

“Well spill the tea!” your friend shakes you violently.

“Ah, fine!” you groan, shoving her hands off, “I’ll tell you later though. Jia Yi and his friends are literally right there.”

“Oh~ Are you shy?” your friend teases, winking at you.

“I’m not, oh my gosh. It’s embarrassing though,” you facepalm.

“I think you have a crush~” your friend sings, making you groan.

“Fine, I won’t tell you then,” you huff, crossing your arms, slowly turning to face the front.

You feel her hand grip your shoulder and you turn back to face her, smirking, “What?”

“Sorry, tell me later,” she squints her eyes, “threatening” you. Giggling, you turn to face forward again.

Next to you, Jia Yi watches you carefully while chatting with his friends. Although your conversation was quiet, Jia Yi heard his name come up a couple of times and every time you said his name, he felt his heart skip a beat. The way you had said it so endearingly made him gush.

“Did she really just wave at you?” Wenhan’s gasps, poking at Jia Yi to catch his attention.

“Huh? Oh yeah,” Jia Yi nods, his eyes still on you.

“Since when did that happen?” Guan Yue tugs at Jia Yi’s arm, causing him to look away from you.

“Yesterday. We met up for the project, but it was too awkward so we went to the candy shop to talk instead,” Jia Yi sighs dreamily, recounting the memories of yesterday.

“Eyy, I told you she likes you,” Wenhan laughs, winking.

Jia Yi simply rolls his eyes, chuckling along, “She doesn’t.”

“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” Hanyu smirks, “She definitely likes you.”

“Don’t get my hopes up! We’re just friends...I just got on her good side yesterday,” Jia Yi pouts.

“You’ll see, you’ll see,” Wenhan chuckles before leading Chunyang away back to their seats just as the teacher walks in.

---

Over the next month, you and Jia Yi become close. You even begin talking to a few of his friends and getting to know them. You find yourself enjoying their company, especially Jia Yi’s. He even invited you over when he dyed his hair to a deep chocolate-brown color. You had anticipated seeing his other friends that day, but you did not. It was only you and Jia Yi and to say that you enjoyed those few hours with him would be an understatement. You didn’t want to, but you had to confess to yourself that you now have a huge crush on Jia Yi.

Finally, the school year comes to a quick end and you wave goodbye to your friend as she dashes off to the car waiting in front of the school so she can rush to the airport. Unfortunately, she will not be there for break and you begin to feel a little lonely as you wave goodbye to her.

Shivering, you begin to make your way back home, trudging along with your backpack weighing you down. You spot Spider Man in his bright red and blue suit at his usual spot and your face lights up. You quickly jog over to him.

“Hey, Spider Man,” you smile.

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in a while,” Spider Man chuckles.

“That’s true...almost for a whole month,” you frown, “Busy saving people, huh?”

He hesitates a little, “Yeah...lots of people.”

“It’s alright, I’ve been pretty busy with studying too. Plus, there was that big final project I told you about and my partner and I have just been hanging out a lot after,” you paused, “To work on the project of course…”

“Oh, who is your partner?” Spider Man asks, suddenly seeming even more interested in the conversation.

“Uh, you probably don’t know him,” you shyly chuckle. You didn’t want to expose your crush on your schoolmate by sounding too dreamy when describing him. You didn’t even really want to admit that you have a crush on Jia Yi.

“Aww, tell me the name at least?” Spider Man begs and you can tell he’s giving you puppy dog eyes underneath his mask.

You hesitate, “J-Jia Yi…”

“Hmm...I’ve heard that name before,” Spider Man cheekily replies before scooping you into his strong arms and whisking the both of you away back to your apartment.

“Oh, you have?” you nervously ask as the two of you land on your balcony.

You unlock the doors and step in, inviting Spider Man in as well. He happily strolls in and takes a seat by your desk. You shuffle over to your bed and flop down, rolling onto your stomach. You use your arms to support your head so that you can face Spider Man.

“Yup,” Spider Man chuckles, “I know him pretty well actually.”

“That’s cool! He’s never told me that he knows you,” you hum.

“I guess he wants to keep it a secret,” there is an undetectable emotion in Spider Man’s voice. It almost sounds like he wants to tell you something, but chose not to.

“So...do you have Christmas off? Is Mr. Stark giving you a day off at least?” you ask, changing the subject.

“Well, it’s my duty to protect the city so Mr. Stark said he’d officially give me a week off but encourages that I try my best to help out that week,” he chuckles, “I don’t think Mr. Stark really wants me to do anything though since I cause him a lot of trouble.”

“Aww, I’m sure he doesn’t think you cause him trouble,” you hum, “You’re the best help there is.”

Spider Man chuckles shyly, “Thanks, but I really do cause him trouble sometimes. I appreciate the week off though.”

“You should come by to visit during your week off then!” you happily suggest, hoping he will accept the offer.

“I’ll definitely stop by,” you can see his attempt to wink through the mask, “But if you’re hoping I’d come without a suit, then you’re wrong. I can’t leak my identity.”

You let out a small, playful whine, “Aww, you know I wouldn’t tell anyone. I pinky promise.”

He giggles and lazily ruffles your hair a little, “Sorry, no can do. As much as I trust you, I can’t disobey such an important order from Mr. Stark.”

“Even as much as you trust me?” you slowly lean in closer, lowering the tone of your voice.

“Y-yeah…”Spider Man stutters, but he doesn’t lean away.

You stare up at him, eyes darting back and forth between each eye-hole of the mask. Your shaky hand steadily moves up to his face as you slowly move closer towards Spider Man. You gulp quietly as you find the edge of his mask and carefully begin tugging it upwards, revealing his sharp jaw and pouty lips.

You’re sure he can feel your breath down his neck, as he gives you a nervous smile. You recognize that smile...you could recognize it anywhere. You let out a small gasp and his smile falters before he takes a step back and harshly pulls his mask back down. You feel a blush growing on your cheeks. You think you know who it is and you’re pretty sure it’s him.

Spider Man frantically trips around until he makes it out, onto your balcony. He gracefully hops on the railing as you nervously shuffle towards him.

“A-ah...uh...I have to go now. Bye,” he waves before leaping off the railings and into the cityscape.

You sigh, leaning on the railings where Spiderman had just jumped off of. You watch carefully as your suited hero swings from building to building, his silhouette getting smaller and darker.

As the first week of break pass by and Spider Man has not visited. You’re worried that you had scared him off and now he won’t ever come back. But, as promised, Spider Man pays you a visit on Christmas day.

You glance at the clock and groan at the time. It’s already two in the morning. Your parents are out partying while you decided to stay home. Suddenly, a soft knock shakes you out of your thoughts and you bounce off your bed and rush to the double doors.

“Spider Man! You came-” you cut yourself off as he collapses into your arms.

“Ugh, I’m sorry. Wait, I need to sit,” he groans, trying to stand up.

You carefully help him to your chair and he slides out of your arms and drops heavily in the chair. You frantically look him over before rushing to the bathroom to get a first aid kit out. Luckily, there seems to not be any major injuries on his body. However, his whole mask is stained dark red by blood, whether it was his or someone else’s, you didn’t know.

“Hey, stay with me, okay?” you tell him softly, opening the kit, “Are there any injuries that are hiding under that suit?”

“N-no...it’s mainly my face,” he winces with each word.

“Okay, I need you to take off your mask,” you try to stop the shaking in your voice.

“I c-can’t,” he groans.

“This is serious! I can’t just let you bleed out here,” you cry out, “Why didn’t you just go back to Mr. Stark?”

“I wanted to s-see you…” he takes a deep breath, “In case anything happened.”

Your eyes soften, “Spider Man...you don’t have to worry about me. I should be the one worrying instead and I do worry a lot about you. Now take off that mask and let me help you.”

The two of you sit in silence for a moment before Spider Man cautiously pulls off his mask. The wait is painfully slow as he tries to avoid irritating the cuts and bruises as he peels the mask off. You patiently wait, damp, cold cloth in hand. Your eyes widen as the mask lifts above his nose. Your suspicions were right. It is him.

“J-Jia Yi…” his name tumbling out of your mouth.

He looks at you shyly, attempting a smile, “Hope you’re not disappointed.”

The sight of him all bloody and bruised makes you tear up. You shake your head, trying to contain your tears as you carefully begin to clean the dark blood off his face. He reaches for your free hand and you let him hold it. You wince every time he winces.

“I’m far from disappointed,” you mumble after a small period of comfortable silence, still carefully cleaning his face.

“Really?” you can see the hopefulness sparkle in his eyes.

You nod shyly, dropping the cloth. You reach up and gently brush his hair away so that you can get a full view of his face. You frown at all the cuts and bruises he has. His lips are a little swollen, a huge cut decorating it. His eyes are slightly puffy and teary and his nose is painted black and blue with bruises.

You finish patching him up and offer him a clean set of your father’s clothes. You let him take a shower and after he’s done, the two of you sit on the ground, leaning against your bed. You sit in comfortable silence, simply enjoying each other’s company. A sudden surge of confidence surges through you and you open your mouth to speak.

“Y-you know, I’m glad you’re Spider Man. I would’ve been disappointed if it were anyone else,” you confess.

“Really?” his head whips to face you. His eyes search yours and you look away shyly. Both of you shift so that you’re facing each other.

“I…” you contemplate for a second, “I really like you.”

You look down, flushing, afraid of Jia Yi’s reaction. You feel his fingers tickling your cheek as he softly tucks a strand of stray hair behind your ear. You look up at him through your lashes and feel your face get even warmer. He has the widest (well as wide as his cut would allow him to smile), most charming, most dazzling smile on his face.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear that,” he chuckles, pulling you closer.

Your eyes immediately flutter shut as he cradles your head and pulls you closer to him. Your lips collide with his and you can feel his shallow breath fanning your face. You lean into the kiss, but he pulls away, wincing. You gasp and frantically ghost your thumb over his lip.

“I’m so sorry! I forgot about your cut,” you rest your hand on his cheek, nearly crying.

He simply laughs, “It’s okay, I forgot too.”

“Are you okay?” you ask.

“More than okay,” he smiles, gently pulling your hand off his face and lacing his fingers between yours.

He leans forward and rests his forehead against yours. You stare into his soft eyes and he stares back. A small, shy smile makes its way onto your face.

---

“I can’t believe you’re dating Jia Yi now! You two are literally the most obvious, yet unexpected couple honestly,” your friend rants.

You simply chuckle but look past her. Your eyes settle onto your tall boyfriend who is animatedly chatting with his friends. He seems to notice a pair of eyes on him and looks up. He shoots you a wink, causing you to blush, before going back to chat with his group.

“So, any juicy secrets to spill?” your friend giggles, nudging you, bringing you out of your daydream.

“Secrets?” you give her a teasing smile, “Oh, a whole lot.”

You smile at her before making your way to the classroom, leaving your friend flustered and curious. She chases after you, asking question after question. You laugh to yourself. There are definitely times where you want to show off your boyfriend. He has saved so many lives and you’re proud of him. However, you couldn’t have wished for anything better, even if you have to keep your boyfriend’s superhero identity a secret.

AHHH I COULDN’T FIND ANY GIFS WITH HIM IN THE SPIDER MAN SUIT :((

~Admin Liz ♡

[ohcxssidy]

HI babies i’m kristin and i’m so excited to be BACK bc i love veritas w my whole entire heart and?????? wow. i’m sick and got sent home early from work because of it so i’m a tired binch but i’m here and ready 2 party. i meant to have an insta graphic and playlist done but,,,,,, yikes. so maybe i’ll post those later. if you’d like to plot (or keep with the old plots we had for old members) give this a LIKE or give me a message on here or discord!!!!

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the basics!

full name: cassidy turner skeleton: the influencer age: 21 major: musical theatre clubs: theatre, campus media (photographer), campus radio job: waitress at giovanni’s

the rest

tw: mentions of death, depression, alcohol

sO cassidy is the oldest of five kiddos. she’s got a twin brother that she’s older than by ten minutes, a half brother (13), and two half sisters (15 and 11)

cass and her twin brother were born in ashmont, ct to rebecca turner and an unknown man (to the twins anyway). their mom always claims it was a fling. he was a musician, and he had left before she found out she was pregnant.

so here you have a 20 year old suddenly now raising twins on her own. she actually did pretty well for the most part and raised her kids to be gr8

cassidy doesn’t ever TRY to be bitter abt it but sometimes it just,,,, happens??? and she hates herself for it bc he didn’t know but how do u leave a pregnant lady on her own idk

when the twins were four, their mom met a  man and eventually married him!! they had three kids over the next few years, which now upped the kiddo count to 5 and they were one big happy family!!!

tbh cass saw him as her father, since he was around from when she was really young, and he was a big part of her life growing up

around this time she met daisey and the two became fast friends!! they spent basically every day together throughout their childhood (more on that later)

but THEN, tragedy struck (bc why would i let my muses be happy who do u think i am)

when cassidy was 15, her step father unexpectedly passed away, and the family was left without any direction. they didn’t have a lot of money to begin with, but now one income to feed six people was not an easy task.

with the combination of grieving, money stress, and probably fear,  her mother fell into a deep depression, finding a coping mechanism through booze. she lost her job along the way, and slowly the money that was left was fading fast.

cass and her twin brother basically took that as a sign that they needed to take responsibility to keep their family alive, so they immediately took up any jobs they could find, just to keep money coming in.

most of their paychecks went into a bank account that would help the kids get by, since their mother didn’t do much of anything to help anymore.

this situation really tore up cassidy’s relationship with her mom, and most of what she feels is resentment and anger towards her mother, even though her brother doesn’t have that same opinion.

around this same time, her friendship with daisey started to fall apart, quicker than she would have imagined. it was a natural drift, coming apart due to daisey’s increasing popularity and cassidy’s lackthereof. nothing was malicious, which made it even tougher. she still misses that friendship sometimes, despite what others say about the girl.

throughout high school, cassidy worked her hardest to get high grades, because she knew that without a scholarship she wouldn’t be able to afford college otherwise.

she hardly got anything below an A, was involved in everything club that she could, and graduated as the salutatorian. she worked hard enough to receive enough scholarship money to cover most of her cost in school.

she’s currently in her final year as a musical theatre major!!!! she’s a nerd abt it too don’t open up a conversation about theatre unless u wanna lose a few hours

(here’s where i start pulling things directly from  my app so they’re getting longer)

cassidy has been involved in so many creative arts let me tell u. she discovered her first love in theatre at seven years old, which was soon followed by singing and dance lessons within the year. throughout the next decade, her love for the performing and the visual arts only grew over time, and some new passions were also discovered.

she also found that she had a talent in photography and writing when she was in high school after a friend convinced her to sign up for the yearbook. what started as just a way to gain another credit and add to her college applications turned into a passion that she would continuously want to pursue. it wouldn’t be her career, but she’d always find a way to keep doing it.

because of these passions, it was no surprise that cassidy would take to social media as another creative outlet. what started out as just posting videos from theatre performances on youtube began to grow into something more, and before she knew it, she was a recognizable name on the platform. she hadn’t planned on becoming an internet personality, but  now that she has, she wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

cassidy has been actively posting videos on youtube for about three years now (essentially since starting college), and her channel currently has about 120 thousand subscribers. her channel mainly focuses on theatre related content, vlogs, advice, and a handful of videos related to bullet journaling and challenges.

a lil hc- cass’ channel is basically a  mix of katherine steele and jenna marbles

she also has a pretty strong following on instagram, so she’s all abt aesthetics and making her page always look neat and pretty

cassidy can be described as a walking advice column disguised as a mom friend. she is incredibly warm and welcoming, (which can even be seen in the clothes she chooses to wear), and she always has a kind word or smile to give anyone that crosses her path on a day to day basis.

she has been known in the past to strike up a conversation with a stranger, just because she liked their shirt, or they share the same coffee order. if someone comes up to her on the street needing advice, she’ll give it to them in a heartbeat, even it’s a simple “dump him”. she’d probably give you the shirt off her back if you asked her nicely (pls ask nicely)

she doesn’t like to make a habit of sharing some of the deep dark past things that were mentioned earlier, mainly because of how many of her classmates come from money. because of this, she’s never truly felt like she fit in amongst the wealthy community that attends and surrounds the university. she’s always trying to fit in with her peers, but nothing ever seems to be enough.

ever since the news of daisey’s disappearance, cassidy has truly been at a loss for words, or even thoughts. for almost fifteen years of her life, there had hardly been a day where cassidy  wouldn’t see daisey’s face, even in passing between classes after their friendship ended. since then, she still looks for her as she walks around campus, as if the whole thing was a dream, and daisey rutherford is still around and running st. etienne university.

okAY now its time for some lil fun facts and hcs!!

stans john mulaney don’t @ me

cries all the time bc a bitch is fuLL of emotions lskfjsldk. soft commercial? tears. she’s happy? crying. she saw a dog on the street?? grab the tissues. she’s a mess

her style varies but she always keeps a jacket or sweatshirt in her bag bc she’s cold a lot but also comfort™

started working in campus radio her freshman year just to try it out but now she rlly loves it!!!!!

has been in a ton of shows throughout her childhood. if you feel like looking at a mild shitpost i made for her, check out cassidy’s theatre resume (which is normal until the bottom)

honestly? just wants to give everyone hugs

this is so long im tired the end

[rosykims]

5 + 10 for emeraude, 14 + 18 for effie, 19 + 24 for arylene and 30 through 45 for imogen bc i love her so much ? 😏😏😏

fdjkfjkfdk thank u SO much maia i absolutely Treasure You !

EMERAUDE HAWKE - DA2

What does your OC normally wear? What would your OC wear on a special night?

emeraudes fashion sense is probably my favourite out of all my ocs, so uh if u havent looked at her pinterest board yet u should do that bc its Very cute hehehe

anyway for the most part she sticks to dark, practical clothing whenever she's out and about in kirkwall or doing merc work, etc. she picks clothes that convey strength and power, but she likes having a little bit of colour somewhere on the piece, just to keep things interesting. she's not much of an embroider, but was a good way to keep herself distracted during hard times, so she tends to add little patterns here and there whenever she gets the chance!

as for special occasions, for her this would actually just be. a quiet night at home or a relaxed gathering with her friends. bc its so rare for her to have that lmao. anyway for events like that she usually wears light colours and soft fabrics, simple but always decorated with flowers or colourful patterns.

What does your OC keep in a special drawer?

she has a collection of gifts ! that kids from lowtown would give her over the years she spent in kirkwall. she's a very community based person and wants to do right for her city, and shes very nurturing (in an ironical, Cool Big Sister way) so she likes making sure all the kids are safe and being looked after. she gets a lot of trinkets and strange gifts from some of the kids as a result, but she does treasure them (even if she laughs about it with her friends) and keeps them all !

EFFIE RYDER - MEA

Who is the mother and/or father figure in your OC’s life?

effie's maternal rolemodel has always been her late mother, ellen. nobody could really fill that role in her eyes, since they had such a close, positive relationship before she passed. her relationship with her dad was a lot more strained and it really impacted a lot of her relationships later on in life too ! she tends to.... see an older man who is Vaguely Nice to her, and then think “ oh, youre my dad now?” which isnt fair to anybody obviously but yeah she,,,, has a lot of unresolved issues regarding alec and tends to unintentionally project so. We stan !

How many times did your OC move as a child? Which area was his/her favorite?

oh constantly lol. With her dad being an n7 and her mother working so hard on her research, they tended to move around wherever her parents work required. she actually enjoyed it this way. she was never good at making long term friends, but she lived meeting new people, and obviously with the move she got to experience a lot of different cultures which really put the idea of adventuring and travelling in her head at a young age.

ARYLENE TORR - TES IV

What does your OC think of children- either in general or about having them?

she likes them ! she tends to keep her distance with most communities and groups of people in particular, but she does like enjoys having the odd conversation with the odd street urchin here and there, either sharing with them some strange, ridiculous life advice or – if shes feeling particularly chaotic – telling them the scariest stories she can think of. as for having them, arylene isnt AGAINST the idea, but she has far too much for the foreseeable future for that to ever be a good idea

Who are the people your OC dislikes/hates?

outwardly, arylene is an almost unbearably easy going person, so you would assume she doesnt hate anyone lol. but she does DEEEPLY dislike cults and groups of ignorant people who are arrogant enough to start messing with the balance of life, or making deals with gods, etc. she believes that people like that can do an unbelievable amount of damage, so she invests a lot of time and effort it sabotaging any group or plot she happens to find !

 IMOGEN FOSTER - RDR2

Did your OC participate in extracurricular activities, and if so, what were they?

hmm idk if this even EXISTED in 19th century london lol, but she would have done some very tame version of girl scouts as a child! She barely remembers any of it, but she liked the classes on what plants did what, which were safe to eat, and the likes. its something that helps her a lot when on the run with the gang, and something shes always had a personal interest in, as a nurse !

other than that, she’s done a lot of independent study on history, classical literature, and she speaks fluent italian we stan !

What is your OC’s opinion of school? What kind of student was s/he?

imogen comes from a very wealthy aristocratic family, so she was very fortunate that her privilege afforded her the education she got at the time. she is VERY grateful to have attended the schools she did, and she made sure to make the most of it, paying attention in class and studying harder than most of her classmates. she's a smart girl with a very active mind, so knowledge is something she can't get enough of. she was actually petitioning the board of education to allow her to attend university before she left for america – already their had been women accepted into universities at that time, but obviously it was still a very scandalous thing lol, especially since imogen wanted to study medicine.

What subjects did your OC excel at?

imogen is a HUGE overachiever and did pretty well at basically everything from science, mathematics, language studies and later on, in her studies as a nurse. i can tell you what shes bad at though lmao

anything physical really dkdkdks she is TERRIBLE at horse-riding since she usually just went by carriage everywhere in the city. art and poetry and writing in general she was never great at, because she's a pretty logical person and was told she never put enough emotion in her work lol !!! sports...obviously was very limited anyway as growing up in like? the early 1870s lol. and as for the traditionally feminine lessons in like ?? sewing and cooking and stuff well ! she was very average at them which made her  feel worse than if she was actually bad bc she's so used to excelling and making a name for herself oof

What subjects interested your OC?

Imogen loves greek literature and mythology !! the iliad is her favourite book and she keeps her heavily annotated, dog eared copy – a gift from her late father – on her person almost constantly. needless to say its why dutch admires her as much as he does lol.

obviously, as a nurse-trying-to-be-a-doctor, she has a great love for medicine in all its forms. she's always been fascinated in natural remedies, and even moreso when she's running with the van der linde gang and is really relying on the land to survive.

What is your OC’s dream job and/or current profession?

hmm okay so. Technically she's a nurse – she worked in her father's hospital for almost 10 years prior to his death, and she was sort of his unofficial understudy, as in she knows a LOT more than her job description requires lol. but after her father past away, another, less progressive man took his place as chief of surgery and made a lot of changes to the way the hospital operated, and imogen was let go. she and her mother were fighting against it, however, under the ground of unfair dismissal, but obviously given the time period it didnt get them very far. so ! i mean technically she's unemployed rn. but she still has dreams of being a doctor, or at least continuing her career in medicine.

How is your OC working towards their dream job and/or achieved their current profession?

Oh VERY direct action up until she got disheartened and chose to take her sabbatical. she had been working in her role for nearly a decade, and was very obviously one of the most experienced nurses there. even younger doctors would sometimes ask her for her medical opinion dksksks anyway what i am saying is Brain Very Good. she had been fighting to gain admission into a university – any, she wasnt picky – to study medicine officially, but it didnt get very far and she put it on hold after her father got sick. after he died and she was laid off, she fought even harder against the city to reinstate her title, and continues to fight after she returns from america a year or so later.

What are your OC’s thoughts/opinions of his/her current profession?

helping people is her entire life, and she wouldn't know what to do without it. she loves being a nurse enough to fight to be a doctor, but also in BEING a nurse, she is hyperaware of all the things current medical standards seem to get wrong, and she has a lot of ideas about how else to go about things. her father, a shockingly progressive and worldly man for the time period, shared her sentiment, but he wasn't able to make the changes he wanted to before he passed, so imogen hopes she can be the change herself, and make her father proud

What is your OC’s biggest dream?

being a licenced doctor, babey ! preferably at her father's hospital, but at the point she will take what she can get.

How does your OC react to and handle stress?

imogen  handles stress very well , which is partially why she makes such a good medic, and also how she managed to survive the first week of being with the van der linde gang lmao. she is very good at shutting out EVERY distraction when things get dicey, and her brain tends to move at a million miles an hour. all traces of english etiquette and politeness go out the window, though, so you'll usually catch her barking orders at people, and yelling at anyone who prevents her from doing the work she needs to do. it.....is a big wake up call for people like dutch and micah, and gets her into a LOT of trouble on multiple occasions.

How does your OC handle anger?

ooo......not great. she’s grown up with parents who maybe encouraged her to speak her mind a bit....TOO much given the historical circumstances lol. she really doesn’t stand for ignorance or prejudices in any capacity, and if she has a problem with someone and it gets in the way of her trying to do her work or help others - she will ABSOLUTELY be having words. she also overestimates her own strength quite a lot. she’s tried to throw hands with micah MANY times, often forgetting she’s this tiny 70kg englishwoman and he’s .... Him sdjkdcjkf. she has a big mouth too so she often says snide remarks without even meaning too, which tends to get her in trouble as well. on the bright side, it also helps her fit in with the gang quite well, because for the most part they all appreciate how wild she is lmao

How does your OC handle grief?

hmm i guess it depends on what you would class as “well”? she doesnt cry very often - being stoic and handling your emotions is important when your a nurse - but she does tend to shove her feelings down far longer than she should, and tries to pretend they don’t exist by simply focusing on other things. she also blames herself when a lot of things go wrong, because she’s a perfectionist and wants to FIX everything, so when she finds something - or someone - she can’t save, it feels like a personal failure. like she let them down :(

What is your OC’s greatest fear?

probably being trapped in an unhappy, unfulfilling marriage with someone who undervalues her. she’s not much of a homebody and doesn’t have too much of an interest in being married, but the idea of feeling FORCED to marry someone in order to have a decent quality of life makes her blood run cold oof

What makes your OC happy?

helping people ! meeting new folks ! learning about other cultures and ways of life! learning about NEW THINGS in general ! proving people wrong ! insulting micah !

as tough and high-and-mighty as she sometimes seems, she’s a pretty easy person to please, honestly. treat her with respect, give her space to do the things she wants to do, and don’t get in the way of her opportunities to learn new things, and she’s mostly very happy !

What kind of sense of humor does your OC have?

she has a fairly macabre and sardonic sense of humour, something she picked up from her mother. she says a lot of Shocking things for the time period, and she’s not shy of dirty jokes either. the first time sean heard her, a soft, well spoken english Lady, make some filthy, crude joke, he nearly had a stroke right there on the spot kjkjkfdjkf

What are some things that greatly upset your OC?

senseless violence, suffering or cruelty. she really hated the gang at first and hoped to escape the first chance she got, because all she could see was the crime and disregard for human life she assumed they all held. fortunately, as she got to know them, she realized this wasn’t exactly the case, but she still has a lot of anger in her heart for a few key members of the gang who seem to enjoy bloodshed more than anything. she also hates any form of social prejudice, and people who gatekeep knowledge and opportunities from others.

What are some things that annoy your OC?

i guess all of the above, but she also dislikes misplaced arrogance, and people who talk down to others. she tolerates dutch, but often gets frustrated with the way he speaks, using as many big words as he can to manipulate and confuse others. she believes that really intelligence doesn’t require obscure jargon and big, fancy words - she likes keeping things simple, so everybody can follow along.