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moonfox281 · 4 years

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Can you make a fic about John having his friend Jensen over to his house? Ya know, mobwife! Au? And John being so nervous while Dick and Jason try to embarrass him in front of his friend

“Can I get a friend over?”

John dropped the question right before dinner, right when the table was about to be ready.

“A friend?” Dick asked, then quickly gasped. “A girlfriend?!”

“No, what the fuck? I said friend. Jensen!”

“5 bucks, buddy.” Jason grabbed the swear jar and handed it over to John’s face. Dick’s customized “swear jar”, it was. It used to be just a real jar made off from an old jam jar, but since it was Jason and John living in the house, it soon turned into a whole casserole pot. Dick so far had contributed 12 dollars.

“And you want him over for…”

“Homework, what else can it be? I’ve got buttloads of homework and an exam next week and I’m not letting any douchebag in my class laugh at me again.”

“Just homework, huh?” Jason smirked.

“Ye...yeah? Can you make it sound less gay, or bi, or whatever? I have a thing for boobs and a girl I’ve crushed for over a year? He’s got no boobs and a dick.”

“Yeah, Dickie here used to be surrounded by boobs, and guess where he landed? Me. I have a dick too.”

Dick whacked Jason in the head with the kitchen towel and pushed the plates onto his hands. “Stop messing with him and get the table ready.” And then he slapped Jason’s hand off his butt.

“So can I have him like, over? Just aking, if you guys don’t want to we can go to a coffee-”

“No no no, have him over.” Dick put the clay pot down the middle of the table and suddenly froze. “On second thought, have him over the penthouse.”

“Good idea, have him over the penthouse so he can be the talk of the school the next day.”

“Pop!!!”

Dick whacked Jason in the head again. “Security first, remember?”

“It’s Jensen.”

“And we don’t want anything bad to happen to Jensen, do we?”

Jason nodded. “You heard him.”

“But he’ll make fun of me!”

“I’ll make sure he gets something else to talk about other than the scale of our house.”

And Dick whacked Jason in the head with his palm, again.

“Okay, that’s it, I’ll just go to his house.”

“Stop worrying, Jason’s only joking. We’re not going to scare him away, he’s your only friend.”

“Yeah...wait, he’s not my only friend.”

“Jefferson and Hank don’t count. Just because they slipped you into a bar behind my back and play football with you at the park every weekend, doesn’t make them your age-appropriate friends.”

“Dad took me into a bar too.”

“Oh did he?” Dick turned and glared at his husband, who cowardly held the plates and cutleries and ran away.

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When Jensen got a text from John about the address, he thought he was hallucinating. Last time he checked, his best friend was living in Crime Alley, not rolling around on the floor on top of one of Gotham’s biggest skyscrapers penthouse.

They even got their own elevator, and a hotline number down the reception desk. And that elevator even had a hand scan lock.

And that son of a bitch said he didn’t go to school by a limo!

The elevator music was Death of a Bachelor. Once Jensen got out, there was a lounge with a red velvet couch, glass table, dark wood furniture and Persian carpet. Not even meeting the owners yet and Jensen had already felt like leaving.

There was a door. He came to it, intended to knock when the door opened on its own.

“Hello there.”

It was Richard Grayson.

Oh fucking God. It was Richard Grayson. And Richard Grayson was the loudest pretty face Jensen had ever ever met.

He was so beautiful it felt like he was slapping people in the face with those soft kind eyes.

“Nice to see you, again.”

Jensen stayed frozen on his feet, because that was what a sensible person did when facing Richard Grayson, right? He looked even more gorgeous up close. But of course, Jensen was more than just sensible, he was the cool action guy that got a lot more up their sleeves than what they flashed outside. He collected himself fast enough and leaned over with his forearm on the frame.

Okay, it looked way cooler in his head, which he kinda accidentally picture Richard Grayson was shorter than him, and in reality, he wasn’t.

“I...um...I’m Jesen, you probably...uh, don’t remember me.”

“Of course I remember you. You’re John’s friend.”

“Really?” Oh god, he was so sweet. And his teeth, they were so...white.

“And you’re the kid that got knocked out by a softball in the middle of PE. I held your head to stop your nosebleed.”

Okay, Jensen was going home now.

“Dude!”

John jumped out from behind his father’s back. It was just the start of last year that he was still the scrawny kid with a shady attitude and hid himself in the corner of the classroom like a bat in a cave. Look at him now, a reserve midfielder standing head to head with his dad with his bare arms out in that rolled up Queen tee and a big dick energy. He looked like one of those guys who used to tuck Jesen in the locker room, even though he was now the one scaring off those guys.

Puberty hit him like a Superman punch.

“Whatcha doing out there? Get in.”

John’s hot father smiled down at him and left the door. When John came over, he looked like he wanted to punch Jensen in the face.

“Quit it or I punch you in the face.”

He knew his best friend.

“Look, I’ve got enough straight people being bent like an elastic ruler by pop. And I kinda don’t want you on the list behind my dad’s gun...”

“Haha, that’s funny. Relax, he’s your dad.” Even when he was such a DILF.

“Okay. That wasn’t a joke though.”

He really got Jensen with the serious face he put on.

The house looked like it was scraped off from some lousy pages of Fifty Shades. Shoes off wooden floor, lights everywhere, and a whole lot of windows. Half of the place was literally glass. The living room alone looked bigger than their school cafeteria.

Great, his best friend turned out to live a Great Gatsby life behind his back and he couldn’t even let Jensen borrow his Xbox.

“Dude, my room. Come one.”

Jensen quit staring and followed his friend’s feet. “Dude, last time I checked, your house was in Crime Alley.”

“No, it’s not. You checked it wrong.”

“The fuck? So you just round Crime Alley for fun then jump back to Diamond District?”

“No, I go to Crime Alley to sell drugs then fly my way back here with my own chopper parked on top of this building.”

“Really?”

“No, you fucking idiot!”

“I heard that!” John’s father's voice echoed back from somewhere in the house. Literally, this place was so massive Jensen couldn’t remember where he had passed through. There were so many doors, and everywhere was either white or wood cover walls, or full glass windows. And it was a particularly sunny day in Gotham, the lights just hit Jensen right in the face.

“So, where’s your other dad?”

“He’s out shopping… Why do you care about my dad?”

Okay, if he had to admit to himself, Jensen must say John’s dad left a very striking impression to him the last time they met.

“I like him.”

John burst out laughing. “Yeah, no shit. You won’t be liking him once you get to know him.” And then he muttered something else under his breath that Jensen couldn’t hear.

“What? He seems cool, but nice.” Way cooler than Jensen’s dad, to be frank. He had nothing against his dad, but his old man didn’t exactly sport a leather jacket and kicked off a Hummer bumper looking like he was cool with running over people and got away with it.

His own dad was a lawyer and served his time and energy to people that got run over by people like John’s dad, and lost.

“What’s he buying?”

“Dinner grocery- Okay, that’s it. What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Dude, the father of my best friend is Richard Grayson, who secretly married an attractive mysterious man and now you’re living in a penthouse and your grandfather is Bruce Wayne. I may or may not about to fail PE but I'd be dumber than those football jocks to not be curious.”

“Dude, is this why you begged me to come over to my house? For this shit?”

“That’s Richard Grayson!” Jensen shouted back under his breath.

“That’s it. Get in.”

John shoved Jensen into his room and shouted “Don’t fucking get out!” before slamming the door shut. If Jensen wasn’t so distracted by his room, he would have probably shouted back something.

His room was probably bigger than Jensen’s family living room. No, not probably. Definitely.

Ah, he knew John was the Patriot kind of guy. The number of blue posters in his room. He had a three monitors setup, which had looked so cool until Jensen turned on his feet and caught a bed full of clothes.

Dude…

He was no better than Jensen at all.

He was about to go look around, when there was a huffing sound coming from somewhere inside the room. He turned round and round on his feet, trying to work out what the hell was that sound, until he saw something came out from under the bed…

“UAaahhhhhhh!!!”

Jensen rammed headfirst on John’s dad when he zoomed across the hallway.

“Jensen! What’s wrong?”

“There’s a lion inside the house!”

“A what!?”

And just because his luck was shitty, the thing had run after him too. Jensen threw all his pride out of the window and jumped behind John’s father’s back.

“That!” He pointed his finger on the furry thing.

“That? Oh, there you are.” John’s father laughed and knelt down on his knee, calling the thing over. “Have you slept in John’s room again, my cutie bear?”

The thing rubbed his head over John’s father’s hand. And for crap sake, it was even bigger than him.

“Jensen, this isn't a lion. This is Beast.”

“Beast?”

“Yes, our family’s dog. He’s a Tibetan Mastiff.”

“He doesn’t look like a dog.”

“What are you saying? He’s the cutest thing ever. Aren’t you boy?”

Okay, John’s dad was hotter than a Christmas turkey fresh out of the oven, but there was something seriously wrong with his eyes.

That thing he was petting, was a deadly creature of hell.

The dog suddenly barked and ran off. Jensen swore a part of his soul had left his body.

“Oh, Jason’s home. Let’s go down.”

They went downstairs after the dog. Halfway down the staircase, Jensen saw him, finally. There was no leather jacket this time, only a long coat. If he had looked like a cool biker last time they met, then this time, he looked more like a businessman. More like someone’s farther.

“Honey, John. I’m home.” He shouted while setting the grocery bags down the floor to pet the dog.

He looked even bigger, up close. Jensen hurt his neck trying to take a good look at him. Slicked back hair, black and grey from head to toes, gold watch, and gloves. That was so unfair, not only did he look like an attractive killer, but he also dressed better than two-third of the people in this city.

“Hey, Jay.” John’s father went over and went on his tiptoes to kiss his...well, other father. Okay, now Jensen understood why John addressed his fathers by name sometimes, this got really confusing.

“This is Jensen.”

His father pulled off his gloves and smirked. “Hey, young man. You’re having fun?”

“Ye...yes sir.” Jensen blurted out of nowhere. Okay, he did not mean that!

Both of them stared at Jensen like he had grown a second head.

“Okay…” He glanced at his husband and pushed a bag onto his hands. “How about you help me bring this in the kitchen. Straight to the living room then turn right.”

That was a save. The last thing Jensen needed was embarrassing himself even more, so he dashed into the kitchen without looking back.

Surprise surprise, he found John there.

“Dude! I told you to stay in my fucking room!”

“Excuse me, asshead. There’s a fucking lion under your bed! And everyone is OKAY with it! What the hell is wrong with your family?!”

“First of all, Beast is a beauty, don’t you fucking dare insult him. Second, you’re the one that begged to come here. You think I want you drooling over my dad and then soon get a blood and bullet talk from my other dad?”

“Why… just, why do you always have to say it like your dad is a serial killer?! Just because I like your dad doesn't mean you have to act like he’s the fucking Red Hood.”

“Oh ho no, you fucking take that back.”

Outside the living room, Jason and Dick hid behind a wall poking their heads in watching the two boys screaming their necks at each other.

“Are they fighting in the kitchen?”

“They are fighting in the kitchen.”

“I have frozen berries and fishes to put away and they’re screaming and swearing in the kitchen.”

“At this point, the swear jar’s gonna earn John enough for a convertible.”

Dick shrugged. “Or two minivans.”

“Haha, right… You’re not gonna actually buy our son two minivans instead of a convertible, right?”

“It’s money from a swear jar. It’s supposed to be a punishment.”

Jason looked back and gulped. “Babe, the fishes need to go now. Beast is sniffing through the bags.”

“Break them off then.”

“What am I supposed to do? Pretend the house is on fire?”

“We have an automatic fire distinguisher system. That’s not gonna work. Pretend you want to show him your gun collection, also, give him a talk about alcohol and drugs. You know kids this age.”

“Dick, I’m starting to think you want me to play the bad guy. Is it not enough with our alter egos?”

“What are you talking about? The JL loves you.”

Yeah, they loved Jason so bad they sprayed holy water after each step he took inside their facility. The Lanterns called them Hades and Persephone behind their backs, for Christ's sake.

“Honey, I think Beast took one of the fishes out. Beast, buddy, spit that out. Yours are in the freezer.”

“Alright, that’s it.”

Jason walked into the kitchen just in time when the boys had each other’s collar by their fists. Great, boys would be boys, they said. Well, boys would be animals if not educated, he said.

Nobody got to bleed in that kitchen except for Jason.

“Gym room, now.”

Jensen looked over John. “You guys have a gym room?”

“Oh just shut the fuck up.”

Jason pushed the swear jar at John’s face before hushing both of the boys out of the kitchen. On the way, he held Jensen’s head with both his hands just so the boy didn’t see how Dick sweet-talked Beast to give him back the fish in his mouth.

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It wasn’t until all three of them stood frozen staring at each other in the gym room that Jason realized he had no idea how to handle this situation.

Usually Dick was blessed in this category, and Jason’s best impression in loosening the knot was pulling out the gun and turning all attention on him.

“So um… you play anything, Jensen?”

The boy looked over John like he was begging for help before answering. “Overwatch and LOL...”

“He meant sport, dumbass.”

“Oh… not really...”

“Huh, so you’re the bullied kind.”

“Dad!”

“What? I’m just being honest. You looked like the type that gets squeezed in a locker or gets clothes stolen after PE.”

Okay, John wasn’t going to admit it aloud, but both of those had happened to Jensen before.

“Don’t get offended by it, okay? John used to lock himself in the bathroom for 30 minutes before he figured out the door opens the other way.”

“Oh.My.God. Dad!!!”

“What? It’s not even half as embarrassing as the time you got in the washing machine just because you saw 10 bucks in there and the door slammed shut so Dick had to get you out.”

“Okay now you’re doing this on purpose. Pop!!!”

Jason was pretty sure it was Dick John was calling on top of his lungs. And yep, it was Dick running at the door a few seconds later.

“Who died?” was the first thing he said. When nobody seemed to be dying, he put a hand over his chest and waved off them like they had jumped scared him. “God, it’s just you three? You made me think grandfather bought Walmart or something.”

All four of them stared at each other. And the first thing Jensen could think of when he turned over to his best friend, was pity.

“Dude, you’re gonna die a virgin.”

_________________________________________

Lunch was grilled tilapia on lemon, chicken salad, soybean paste soup and cold noodles, with a blueberry New York cheesecake for dessert. Okay, that was what John’s dad said. Jensen didn’t even know what the hell was a tilapia until he tasted it.

One more thing Jensen learned today, rich people equal healthy home-cooked diets. Honestly, tofu had never tasted that great in his life until now.

“So, um, you’re a stay-at-home dad, Mr. Grayson?”

John’s dad smiled and took a sipped of his white wine. The way he drank oozed refinement of someone who lived on the top of the hierarchy. “It does seem like that, doesn’t it? No, actually I’m not. I’m on the board of advisory for Wayne Foundation.”

Wayne Foundation. Of course he was in Wayne Foundation.

“Really? That’s so cool. My parents and I have come over the building sometimes. It’s always a change of sight in the urban area.”

“Well, it conveys its positioning even on the visual aspect. I only visit the office every now and then though, I mostly take care of things at home.”

“Wow, that’s so admirable. So, what do you do?”

John’s other dad coughed a little when the question hit. Jensen wasn’t being rude, was he?

“Don’t choke on your food, honey.” Mr. Grayson gave his husband a smile that raised a little hair down the back of Jensen’s neck.

“Well, how do I explain… I take care of shipments and cargoes, in and out of this city and some others.”

“You mean, like, trade and logistics?”

“Yes, somewhat like that. I’m surprised, not a lot of kids your age know those terms of words.”

“Dad, he’s half Asian. Not knowing something is kinda insulting.”

“Yeah right, who am I kidding. He’s not you, I’m sure iGEM couldn’t be easier than separating red and white in a laundry batch, right?”

John turned beet red in a second. Jensen wasn’t sure how to react to that. But, because he was a good person with a kind heart and the will of a hero, he decided to save his best friend's ass.

“So, what do you take care of mostly?” And they were back on the game.

John’s dad coughed again, this time he relaxed himself by chunking down his glass. “Substance…. Medicines. All good things in life. I help the medical industry a lot. And also...adult...limited... equipment.”

Adult limited equipment? He didn’t mean sex toys, right?

This time it was Mr. Grayson choking in his drink.

“Aaand also I run a liquor shop. That’s right, I have a liquor shop, a French restaurant, a motel, two garages and a newspaper booth. And also an instruction compan-Ouch!”

What the…

“Nothing. I just...bit on my own tongue...” He glanced over to Mr. Grayson, who calmly ate his food like he wasn’t even interested in the conversation.

“...I thought you work in trade and logistics.”

“A man can multitask, young man.”

“That much?”

“Hey, nothing is impossible if you know how to dream big and work hard.”

“Wow, that’s so inspiring...Hold on, last time John told me you work in the supply sector.”

“Okay, who’s ready for dessert?”

__________________________________________

Lunch was a disaster. If grandpa suddenly visiting with an out of character announcement and a heart to heart talk was a third-degree disaster, this was a fifth-degree.

Now not only John was gonna die a virgin, he was gonna die a lonely virgin.

Now that they found peace in John’s room and finally, finally, got to studying, a new problem arose.

Was it John or Jensen was being too cool with everything?

“Jensen,”

“Hold on, I’m wrestling with number 9 on Earth Science.”

“You already got to number 9?”

“Hey, I skipped 5 and 7.”

See, he was acting totally normal. And that got John’s pants all twisted.

He thought about it, really. If he was Jensen, he would be taking this so easily like this. It was just the other day when he half-joked about wanting to visit one of the Wayne Towers… Well, now he had skipped all the steps and jumped his ass on the penthouse on top of one of those buildings.

John was still fidgeting for his words when there was a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

Papa came in all dressed up with orange slices, ice creams and juices. “I hope you guys can catch a break.”

“Thank you, Mr. Grayson.”

“Don’t stress too much. John, if there’s anything too difficult, just call Aunt Babs or Uncle Tim, okay?”

“Okay.”

Jensen pulled John over and whispered in his ears. “By Uncle Tim, did he mean Timothy Drake? The ex W.E CEO?”

“Yeah, that’s my uncle.”

Papa went over to ruffle his head. “You and Dad take care of dinner tonight, roger? I forgot some papers at the penthouse so I have to go get them now. After that, I have a meeting at Wayne Tower until 7, so I’d probably be home late.”

“Okay.”

“You two have fun. And Jensen,”

“Yes?”

“You just tell my husband whenever you want to go home. He’ll send someone.”

He shut the door just in time for the two of them to hear him calling after Dad asking if the car had arrived. Next to John, Jensen’s eyes were glowing.

Ah, here they went again.

“He looks like he just walked off a runway.”

Okay, on his defense, Papa was a model every now and then.

“How many penthouses do you guys have?”

“Well, just this one and the one top of the Wayne Foundation buil...Hey, I know whatcha doing!”

“What I’m doing?”

“Yeah, that’s right motherfucker. You’ve been hiding it this whole time, but you’re secretly running through your head right. This and that and oh his dad is so handsome, his dog is so big and his other dad looks like the kind of guy who walks off an exploding car with a smoke in his mouth. Well listen here, you can snip those to Gotham Gazette or those Gotham Knight wannabes or whoever you want, my pop is a goddess and Beast is my boy, and my dad can parallel park his Hummer with his legs. Say whatever you want, I may be Princess Mia and you may be Lily, but you’re my Lily! You stick through this shit till the end, you hear me?”

John literally poured his heart out that his head was spinning a little.

“Did you just refer us as The Princess Diaries?”

“You- you only got that?”

“Dude, you watch The Princess Diaries!?”

“Shut up! My dad made me!” He didn’t. Sorry, dad.

“Can you calm down first?”

“You calm down. I am calm!”

“Why are you yelling!”

And just when John was about to scream back, his dad stuck his head in by the door.

“I knocked, no one listened. You know I can hear you from across the hall, right?”

“Daaaaad!”

“Okay okay, geez.”

Once his dad left, they immediately forgot what to say. It was a break of flow, and John honestly didn’t know if it was a good thing or bad thing. So when Jensen picked up his Earth Science papers and fixed his throat, John knew they were back on the usual pace.

About an hour or two later, when John was biting his nails for a question, Jesen suddenly broke the silence.

“I don’t care, you know.”

John blinked. He almost thought he had heard it wrong . “What?”

“I don’t care about...well, all of this. I don’t have to come here to know you live a different world than mine. Your dad is a celebrity, J, and your other dad.... Well, whoever or whatever he does. I don’t care. You’re kind to me, and you’ve stayed kind even when you can have gone and become one of those guys at our school. But you didn’t, so if you don’t change, why should I?”

John lost his words. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Jensen, it just that… this was a lot to take in. Not even including the vigilantes part, Papa being who he was, Dad being who he was, and them being together and taking John in and giving him all of...this. It sure felt like the universe coming all at once for him. It still put him at daze thinking this was his life from now on in some sleepless nights.

So he didn’t expect much from his friend. He couldn’t have.

Guess he must have thought too little of Jensen.

“By the way, your toilet looks more expensive than my healthcare.”

Okay, John took it back.

“Does this mean you’re gonna forget about the 20 bucks?”

“Oh hey, you owe me 20 bucks, asshole.”

“Oh come one, you live in a castle on the sky, just forget about it.”

“That’s not even my money. My parents gave me that.”

“Right… Hey,”

“Yeah?”

“Did I ever tell you I went to iGEM last year?”

John snorted.

“What’s an iGEM?”

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Jason washed his face and came back with a warm towel. Dick laid spread on the bed, heaving. Just one of those rare nights they went to patrol on peaceful streets and got off early. Well, they better spend the spare energy for some quality time before hitting the bed for real, right?

“Water?”

Dick sat up and leaned over the headboard. “Thank you.”

He drank with eagerness when Jason cleaned him. He had to change the sheet after this.

“You okay?”

“Yeah.”

“Still hot?” He swiped Dick’s hair back and checked his forehead.

“Not anymore.” Dick set the bottle down and suddenly grabbed on his arm, pulling him down. The dry towel he set on the table was snatched and flopped on his head.

Jason knew this cue, so he slipped off the bed, hung Dick’s legs on his shoulders and kissed his thigh as Dick dried his hair. There was a hickey there, just on his calf, what a shame he had to wear pants.

“You slipped today, did you know?”

“Well, gotta give that kid something to think about on the way home.”

“You didn’t have too.” Oh, but the way Dick said it made Jason understand he was smiling mischievously behind his back.

“You know, he’s a very nice kid.”

“I know. The best our punk can have in that school. This is exactly what we wanted for John, you know. Having a nerd friend, crushing over girls, getting bullied and going on fistfights and growing up from all of that. He’s had enough when he was on the street, I wanted him to at least live like a kid for a time. Gotham Academy may sound fancy, but he doesn’t belong there, just like I never did, he’s not gonna get to be a child among those silver spoon licking pricks.”

Dick stopped his hands and touched his cheek, looking down from where he sat on the bed. “I was one of those pricks, you know? The children aren’t...wrong. They just never get to live their ages.”

“I guess being born with a million-dollar last name means you come out of the womb with a speech instead of crying.”

Dick wiggled his toes when he hummed an old Romanian lullaby, the one Jason never knew the name, but remembered every melody. He used to sing this song whenever it rained big enough outside for nightmares to creep in, now? Simply feeling the familiar warmth by his side, did the trick.

“You know, I never liked the Academy.”

“Really?” That was surprising to know. All the kids at the school never shut up about him.

“Yeah, some kids there were mean, and their parents were even worse. They used to call names behind my back, Circus freak, Gypsy boy, Esmeralda...”

“I’m not even sure if Esmeralda is an insult.”

“You should have seen the Principal’s face when Bruce threatened to cut down financial support if he couldn’t get the situation handled. And things would look worse on papers, right? A billionaire filing a complaint about his son’s study, doesn’t matter if it’s true or not, it’ll be bad for the school. So of course, Bruce was being Bruce, and him doing that only made the situation worse.”

“So what did you do?”

Dick leaned down and kissed his hair. “Nothing. I changed, made friends, became one of them. I survived.”

Jason took the towel off his shoulder and climbed over his husband. Dick’s stomach was warm, his muscle was decent, but not too hard. Jason’s personal body pillow, very good to heal the soul.

“I won’t let anything like that happen to our John.”

“I know. But when it comes, let it come. I want John to understand how this world works. The sooner he learns, the less painful it will get.”

“It’s like learning Superman is scared of rock.”

“Oh leave Clark out of this. He could be listening.”

“Yeah? Well, I have a better idea.” Jason opened the drawer and took out a condom. “Why don’t we, let’s say, scare him away?”

Dick huffed but he rested his naked leg on Jason’s shoulder. “So young, but that’s a debatable idea.”

The night was still young, just like they were too.

#jaydick #mob wife au #writing prompt #My writing

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jalapeno-princess · 4 years

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We’ll Be Okay

Football jock Mark! X Reader

Genre: Angst (warning) Somewhat of a toxic relationship, insecurities

Word Count: 5.9K

Summary: Your relationship with your boyfriend Mark has been on the rocks lately and you’ve been hearing rumors about him cheating on you. Instead of confronting him on your own, you and your best friend Youngjae attempt to catch him in the act at a college party but things don’t go as expected and you’re given the ultimatum to finally end your toxic relationship or continue allowing Mark to take advantage of your love for him.

A/N: Every time I listen to Psycho by Red velvet I wan’t to write an imagine but a storyline never came to me and I’ve been listening to this song on repeat for months (Top Red Velvet song in my opinion don’t @ me) So yeah this is what came out of it I don’t feel as proud of this one as I do my other stories so please go easy one me (honestly this is so messy but whatever) please enjoy! (By the way #teamyoungjae hahahaha)

What should I do about you? I haven't felt this way Up and down a lot I can't control myself One thing is for sure I don't play the game People say we're so weird I just like you so much You know it so well and control me So do I We're in a very weird and strange relationship We crush each other (Crush) And hug each other (And hug) You got me feeling like a psycho, psycho People keep telling us As we fight like it's our last But then we get along They don't get it It's so funny

You knew you shouldn’t have been there. There was nothing you hated more in life than attending college parties. You never found the point in them, but you had a reason for going to this specific one and you wanted nothing more than to find what you’ve came for and then leave. There was a rumor going around school that your boyfriend Mark was secretly fooling around with one of the girls in your science class. You never wanted to be an insecure and easily jealous girlfriend nor did you want to assume the rumors were true without talking to Mark, but you couldn’t help as if there was something he was hiding from you.

Toxic was the best word to describe your relationship. He had a tendency to make rash decisions without putting anyone’s feelings in to consideration. Your boyfriend also had a very bad temper and would lash out on you over the smallest things. The two of you have been fighting almost every other day for the last month and it was coming to the point where you wondered if you should just call it quits on your relationship entirely. He claimed you were too needy and over expectant of his attention, but whenever you’d stay away from him to give him his space he claimed to need so much, he’d come running back to you less than a day later.

Deep down you knew it wasn’t healthy in a relationship to argue and to lack trust in one another, but you couldn’t picture life without Mark. He was all your heart knew and craved for the last three years. You knew you deserved better, but you didn’t want anyone else. Mark was it for you. Your friends began to pull you on the side and begged you to leave him. It was obvious your relationship was taking a negative toll on both your mental and physical health. Not only were you drastically losing weight and your eyes were always red and puffy from what they assumed were the cause of tears, but your smile no longer reached your eyes like it used to, you always seemed so out of it whenever someone would talk to you and you found yourself cancelling on plans simply because you didn’t have the energy nor desire to go out.

Tonight was the first night in weeks that you found yourself getting ready for an event and it wasn’t even one you were particularly excited to be going to. When you told your best friend Youngjae about your assumptions that Mark was cheating on you, he was quick to suggest that the two of you go to where he knew he could find Mark on a Friday night.

You and your boyfriend were polar opposites. He was the typical football captain; extremely outgoing and friendly to each and everyone that he met. You on the other hand were the definition of an introvert. You were also quite the bookworm and never really interacted with anyone other than your small group of friends unless you really had to. How the two of you ended up together was a mystery to everyone; even to you sometimes. However, when the two of you were paired up for a science project back in your freshman year, you found yourself spending most of your time with him and it didn’t take long for either of you to develop feelings for one another.

When he confessed his feelings for you and asked you on a date during one of your study sessions, you were hesitant on taking things further with him. Mark was notorious for being a player. Although you weren’t one to get involved in the drama that went around campus, it was hard not to hear all about his dating history and how he slept with almost half of the girls at your university. You didn’t want to allow yourself to get hurt by him, no matter how attractive and charming he was. Nor did you want to have to change anything about yourself to impress him or to be what you considered good enough for him. But you couldn’t help yourself.

Mark Tuan was a drug, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t addicted.

He was both shocked and relieved when you told him you felt the same and he was quick to kiss you before you could finish your confession. In the beginning of your relationship, Mark was nothing short of a gentleman to you. He never failed to remind you how much he loved and adored you on a daily basis and he would constantly tell you that he thought the world of you. Sometimes you felt as if he was only dating you out of pity and you knew he could get anyone he wanted, so you never really understood why he was settling for you. He never forced you to do anything you didn’t want to do, but he also didn’t stop doing things just because the two of you were dating.

When you and Mark first started dating, he spent every moment of his free time with you. If he wasn’t at practice or in class, he was at your apartment, lazing around with you. Of course, there were days where both of your schedules would collide and you weren’t able to see one another but that didn’t stop him from calling and texting you to see how your day was going and to let you know that he missed you. Everything seemed to be going just fine between the two of you for the last three years. Sure, like most relationships you had your fair share of disagreements; but it was never nothing that you couldn’t handle.

It wasn’t until just a few months ago that Mark grew distant towards you. He began contacting you less and started to come up with excuses as to why he couldn’t spend time with you. As captain of the football team, you knew he had many responsibilities he had to take care of and he had a lot of people depending on him to make sure your university’s football team made it to state finals. But when you found out that he was still attending parties and going out to bars and clubs with some of his teammates, you couldn’t help the green monster on your back telling you that there was someone else.

The first time you confronted him, you both got in to one of your biggest arguments together as a couple which led you to stay away from him for a few days. Many mean things were said to one another and he even threatened to end your relationship but he never went through with it. A week after the fight, he came over to your apartment at 2:30 in the morning begging for you to forgive him and that he promised to do better.

Unfortunately, he was all talk and no action. More and more arguments arose and he even tried to accuse you of cheating on him. You never understood where it all went wrong. When things were good between the two of you, then you could forget all about how cold he could be sometimes and the idea of him fooling around with someone would be pushed to the back of your mind. But when things got bad, they got real bad. Your boyfriend was completely aware of how insecure you could be sometimes and he did whatever he could to instill it in your mind that you were the most beautiful girl he’s ever laid his eyes on and not only were you extremely smart and had one of the kindest personalities, but he loved every single thing about you.

When he began using your insecurities and self doubts against you, that’s when you knew he was no longer the same man you fell in love with three years ago. You felt crazy for putting yourself through this rollercoaster of a relationship and you knew that you were stupid for allowing this toxicity to continue.

“Are you sure he’s here Youngjae? We’ve been going in circles for the last twenty minutes and I have yet to see him. Maybe we should go.” The older boy released a frustrated sigh before grabbing two beers out of the makeshift cooler in the kitchen sink and handed one over to you.

Out of all of your friends, you were the closest with Youngjae. He knew you like the back of his hand. Other than Mark, Youngjae was one of the only people who held any meaning to you. He was very vocal about how much he disliked your boyfriend and how he knew you deserved way better than Mark. However, he also knew of how much a pushover you were and how you always tried to find the good in people. No matter how many times he and your two other friends BamBam and Yugyeom would try to talk you in to breaking up with Mark, you just couldn’t find it in you to go along with it. Sure, there were a couple of rumors now surrounding your boyfriend, but you weren’t going to give up on him until you saw for yourself that the rumors were true.

“I really don’t want to put any kind of negative images in your head, but there are a couple of rooms in this house and people are known to hook up at parties like these—“ Youngjae stopped talking mid-sentence the minute he saw tears build up at the corner of your eyes. Being the number one person you ran to when things were rough with Mark, Youngjae grew accustomed to seeing you try and conceal the fact that you were on the verge of crying. He hated it. He hated knowing the pain that Mark put you through and he hated knowing that you were willing to do anything and everything for your boyfriend even if it was obvious that he wouldn’t do the same for you.

“Y/n, please don’t cry. We’ll find him, I’m sure he’s playing beer pong with Jackson or something—“ you shook your head in disagreement before giving him a sad smile.

“We came here for a reason Youngjae. I wouldn’t have came here if I didn’t think there was a chance he was having an affair. It’s my fault for not having the courage to tell him of my worries—“

“Don’t you dare blame yourself for anything negative that happens in your relationship with that asshole. Do you hear me? Look at you y/n! This relationship is killing you! You shouldn’t even have to feel as if he might be cheating on you. I’m sure he hears the rumors himself and as your boyfriend, he should reassure you that there’s nothing going on. Especially because he knows of your insecurities. I hate him, so much and I hate that you continue to allow him to do this to you. You’re always at his beck and call y/n and look, you changed yourself into the person you said you’d never be. All for someone who couldn’t give less of a shit about you—“

“Will you shut the fuck up? You know nothing of y/n and I’s relationship. What are you even doing here y/n? You hate these parties.” Your boyfriend’s face seemed to soften at the sight of you but soon turned in to a scowl when he noticed Youngjae’s grip on your arm. The two of them never got along. None of your friends approved of your relationship with Mark and Mark hated the idea of you having male friends. You had a huge feeling things weren’t going to end well and you wanted nothing more than to go back home and pretend like none of this happened. The sarcastic laugh that fell from Youngjae’s lips sent chills down your spine. Anyone who knew Youngjae knew of how much of a happy-go-lucky person he was. He was always so nice to everyone and just like you, he believed everyone had some kind of good in them. That applied to everyone but your boyfriend and Youngjae was willing to fight anyone if it meant protecting your happiness.

“Well when she hears rumors that her oh so dreamy football captain boyfriend is cheating on her, she has to come and see so for herself because our words are never enough for her anymore. She doesn’t believe anything anyone says whenever it comes to your punk ass. How does it feel huh? Taking advantage of such a genuine and golden-hearted human being? She’s been crying over you for the last week because you’ve been such a fucking asshole towards her. So where have you been all this time lover boy? Loving up on someone else? Did you have to come downstairs for a quick break or something? I wouldn’t be surprised; you’ve never had a clean track record. What? Is y/n easy to you? Is that why you continue to break her fucking heart like it’s a toy? It’s because you know that she’d do anything for you isn’t it? You never loved her, you loved her body! The attention she gives you, the fact that you can change her in to anyone you want her to be. I knew you were pathetic, but God, I didn’t know you were the kind of person to do such a thing to someone you mean everything to. Y/n is such a wonderful person and you are the biggest piece of shit to exist. Why don’t you do all of us a favor and give her up already, I’m sure you can’t wait to get her off your hands anyway—“

The loud crack sound echoed throughout the room and if people weren’t already looking from the argument going on between your best friend and your boyfriend, then they were sure to be looking now hearing how loud the punch Mark sent against Youngjae’s jaw was. You couldn’t believe what had just happened. No matter how angry Mark could get, he would never resolve to violence and even if he despised Youngjae, he knew to never lay a hand on him.

“Mark what the fuck—“ before you could even process the entire situation going on in front of you, Youngjae threw himself towards your boyfriend and began punching him repeatedly. You felt as if you were about to throw up.

“Stop it! Get off of him! Youngjae please, that’s enough! Mark, stop it! Someone please help!” A few more punches were thrown, more so from Mark but you didn’t care who did what, you just wanted them off of each other or you were sure police were going to get involved. Once Mark’s friend Jackson came and pulled him off of Youngjae, you let out a sigh of relief and absentmindedly reached for his hand and attempted to lead him out of the house. However, the grip on your waist ultimately prevented you from taking any step further.

“Baby—please. Let me explain—you know it’s not true—y/n please—“ you found yourself cringing at the freshly forming bruise on his jaw but you couldn’t feel an ounce of remorse for him. If anything, it was Youngjae that you felt bad for. He came specifically as moral support but ended up with a black eye; all because of you. You yanked his arm from off of your hip and continued to make your way out of the house. His pained expression was now burned in to your mind and you wanted nothing more than to turn around and pull him in to your embrace; but he wasn’t the victim in this situation. You knew you’d have to deal with him sooner or later, but all you wanted to do was go home and take care of Youngjae.

As soon as you got in to your car and made sure Youngjae was buckled up, you drove straight to your apartment with the intent of cleaning him up and putting ice on his eye. The car ride was quiet for the most part; neither of you knew what to say and your thoughts were filled with the events that just happened to really hold a conversation with the boy next to you. However, you felt like you had to apologize for the trouble you caused Youngjae and thanked him profusely for defending you and doing whatever he could to protect you.

“Youngjae, I’m so sorry—“ he reached over the gear shift and gently squeezed your thigh to reassure you he was fine.

“Don’t apologize, I’m the one who egged him on. If anything, I should apologize to you. I didn’t mean to start such a scene and practically embarrass you. I don’t regret punching him though, he deserved worse. I’d take a thousand punches for you, you know that.” You gave him a sad smile before returning your attention back to the road. As soon as you pulled up to your parking structure and made your way up in to your apartment, you had Youngjae sit on the couch while you got him an ice pack and your first aid kit from the bathroom.

“So what are you going to do?” You handed him the ice pack before cleaning out his cut with alcohol. Hearing him hiss at how painful it was made you feel bad. He wouldn’t have been put in this situation if you just confronted Mark on your own.

“I don’t know honestly. I’m gonna need some time away from him, that’s for sure.” The laugh of disbelief that fell from his lips didn’t shock you. You knew you’d hear Mark out sooner or later and it didn’t take a genius to know that Youngjae wasn’t going to agree with your decision.

“Y/n, tonight should’ve been your wake up call. You should pick up your phone and break up with him right now! Are you kidding me? You had no clue that he was going to that party and we don’t know exactly where he was the entire time. You’re insane you know that? Completely psycho. Who in their right mind would allow this kind of treatment to continue? Please y/n, let him go. I hate seeing what this relationship is doing to you! It’s tearing you apart. I can’t witness this go on any longer.”

“But Youngjae—I love him.”

There was nothing else he could say or do to get you to change your mind. Those three words got him to shut up completely. He knew you loved Mark; you wouldn’t continue to stay in a relationship with him if you didn’t. However, he didn’t know if he could say the same thing for your boyfriend. If he really loved you, he wouldn’t be treating you the way he’s been for the last month. The distance between the two of you would bother him and the thought of you hurting alone should’ve awoken something inside of him. There was nobody in this world that would take care of Mark and treat him the way that you did. Your best friend didn’t want you to continue to give Mark the world on a silver platter when he couldn’t even give you a second of his time.

“Fuck, I really wish you didn’t. Damnit y/n, when will you wake up and realize that asshole isn’t good enough for you? How long are you going to keep up this unhealthy relationship? You’re going to end up in the hospital sooner or later at the rate you’re going.” You shrugged indifferently.

“Youngjae, I know you want nothing but the best for me and I’m very appreciative for how much you love and care for me. But I think that’s enough for tonight. I just really want to go to sleep.” He released a frustrated sigh before standing up and pulling you in to his embrace. You couldn’t help but tear up at the way he was holding you. Youngjae was the older brother you never had but always wanted. He always took such great care of you and did whatever he could to make you happy. You never argued with Youngjae once in your ten years of friendship until you started dating Mark. Although you knew he was right most of the time, you hated hearing him degrade your boyfriend and talk so negatively about him when he barely knew him. But then again, did you even really know Mark? Or was the person you thought you knew all a facade?

“You’re right, lets get you to bed.” The next morning, Youngjae was no where to be found, but the note that was left on your kitchen counter answered a few of your questions for you. You understood that he had every right to be upset with you, knowing that you were going to allow Mark to explain himself even if he didn’t deserve you. Deep down, he was aware that you were going to take him back even if you were to find out that he’s been cheating. Youngjae was sure that Mark could kill somebody right in front of you and you’d still stick by his side no matter what. Your boyfriend could do no wrong in your eyes.

When you read that Youngjae needed some time to accept your decision, you teared up at the idea of Youngjae staying away from you. You felt stuck between a rock and a hard place. By choosing Mark, you were pushing away Youngjae and if you thought with your mind; you’d give up on Mark completely if it meant having peace with your best friend. Why was your heart stronger than your mind? Why did you find pleasure in pain?

Mark did whatever he could to try and get in touch with you. You checked your phone every single day for the last week and your inbox only grew more as the days went by. You had at least 100 text messages, 56 missed calls and 25 voicemails. You didn’t dare to read or listen to any message. You weren’t mentally prepared to talk to him and find out why he’s been acting the way he has been for a while. You were tired and the longer you stayed away from him, the more you were getting used to his absence. When you returned back to work exactly a week after the fiasco that went down at the party, you weren’t mentally prepared to socialize with people and you wished you asked your boss to give you a couple more days off so that you could gain back a little bit more of your sanity.

Although working in a coffee shop was an ideal job for most college students, you didn’t feel like dealing with customers at all today. The day seemed to go by so slowly and your face was hurting with how many fake smiles you forced yourself to put on. You were fifteen minutes away from the end of your shift and you couldn’t have been more excited. You wanted nothing more than to go home and continue to wallow in self pity. Since it was slow, your boss had you go and wipe down the tables before you were finished and it was like a breath of fresh air for you.

As you were wiping down the last table, the door opened and you greeted the person without seeing who it was. You smelled him before you saw him. The Versace cologne that you bought him for his birthday last year was strong and overpowered the pungent scent of coffee. You gave yourself a few seconds to prepare your heart from seeing him again. You knew you’d have to face him one of these days, but you didn’t think you’d see him so soon. When you finally turned around, you felt your heart sink at the sight of him. Although it’s only been a week, his appearance changed completely.

The bruise on his jaw was still faintly there, both his eyes and his cheeks were swollen and puffy, his lips were chapped, his skin was paler than usual and his posture was so weak and frail. Was your absence affecting him that much? You didn’t think you meant all that much to him but seeing him so fragile made your stomach drop. Your eyes landed on the bouquet of flowers he was so desperately trying to hide behind his back and you couldn’t stop the small smile that began prying at your lips when he handed them to you.

“Hey.” You thanked him politely while taking the mixture of roses and sunflowers.

“Hi.” The two of you stood there awkwardly and he began to lean back and forth earning himself a little giggle.

“Can we talk?” You took in a deep breath before nodding in agreement. Although you weren’t exactly ready to head him explain himself, you were dying to know why he’s been acting so suspicious and you wanted him to shut down the rumors.

“I finish in ten if you don’t mind waiting.” He was quick to agree and took a seat at one of the tables as you returned back to work. You decided to watch him from afar as you finished up the rest of your responsibilities and quietly laughed to yourself as he began to fiddle with his fingers. You’ve been with Mark long enough to know what each of his mannerisms meant. Whenever he would play with his fingers, you knew it was because he was nervous and needed a distraction from his thoughts. Once you were finished, you clocked out and grabbed your things before making your way to him.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Mark hesitantly reaching out for your bag; something he normally did whenever he came to pick you up from work. You found it cute how he seemed so worried but he had every reason to be. He didn’t know what you were thinking and he was afraid that you finally came to the realization that you no longer wanted to be with him.

Mark was selfish. He knew he was being such an asshole to you and deep down he was aware that you could do so much better than him; but he couldn’t let you go. He was stubborn and loved you with every fiber of his being. Your boyfriend was going to do and say everything he could to get you to forgive him and to prove to you that he was worthy of your love. You allowed him to grab your things and walked right behind him to his car. He helped you open your door and you thanked him quietly before getting settled inside.

“Um—my place or yours?” You thought about it for a few seconds before speaking up.

“Mine. Just in case things go south, I can just kick you out.” He had to stifle back a laugh but returned back to his sullen expression and drove. Mark plugged in his phone and put on the playlist he made especially for you of songs that reminded him of you. You playfully rolled your eyes at the idea of him trying to lift your spirits and stared out of the window as Billie Eilish began to sound off through the speakers. You could tell there was a lot on his mind and that there were quite a lot of things he wanted to say, but he was afraid of saying the wrong thing and scaring you away before he could apologize completely.

You surprised both yourself and your boyfriend when your hand reached out for the one he wasn’t using to drive and intertwined your fingers together. A smile made it’s way on your face when you saw his breath hitch at your touch and you brought his hand up to your lips and placed a gentle kiss there.

“Mark.” He hummed in curiosity before grazing his thumb against your wrist.

“Yes baby?”

“We’re going to be okay.” He squeezed your hand all but gently before agreeing.

“Hell yeah we will. You and I are endgame y/n. Don’t ever forget it.”

When he parked in his usual parking stall and got out of the car to help you out of your seat, he took no time and pulling you in his embrace and connected your lips together in a very passionate and long awaited kiss. His lips were rough but still fit perfectly with yours. Your hands made their way around his neck while his gripped at your ass all but gently as he swiped his tongue along your bottom lip, nonverbally asking for entrance. Before things could get too hot and heavy, you pulled away and placed your head against his chest.

“I’m sorry for staying away for so long.” He shook his head in disagreement although if he had it his way, the two of you would’ve made up the morning after the incident.

“You needed your space, I understand. Let’s head upstairs.” He intertwined your hands together and had you lead him towards your apartment. As soon as the two of you made your way inside, you looked for a place to put your flowers while he took a seat on your couch. Once you put your bouquet in a vase, you found your place next to him on the couch and allowed him to speak when he felt like he was ready. He scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment and leaned back in to your couch as he brought his face in between his hands.

“I just want to start off by saying I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry y/n. I’ve been a dick—an asshole—a really shitty boyfriend these last few months and there’s no excuse for my behavior. The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you. You know that right? I need you to know that. I know I’ve been acting the complete opposite lately and you don’t deserve that. You’ve been nothing less 99than perfect to me and I could never thank you enough for all that you’ve done for me. I can’t tell you why I’ve been acting so weird towards you because I don’t even know myself and I know it doesn’t make sense—but I promise you—I never cheated on you. Okay? I could never live with myself if I were to do such a thing. I was pissed when Youngjae brought up that you guys were at the party to catch me cheating, but I can’t blame you. Even the last couple of accusations; I’ll admit I was hurt that you’d think I would ever do that to you. But I haven’t been showing you or telling you otherwise.” He took a moment to breathe before continuing.

“This last week without you has been one of the toughest weeks of my entire life and I’m a football player. That says a lot. I’m practically tormented in the sun, running for up to five hours with very little breaks and only a few sips of water here and there but it’s a pain I can endure. I couldn’t stop thinking about the look on your face that night and it haunted me every single day. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I had a huge feeling you were probably crying this entire week and I never hated myself more for being the reason. I hate being away from you. You’re my only source of happiness y/n. You’re the only person who means anything to me. It may not seem that way, but trust me when I say I love you with everything that I have. Youngjae’s words—fuck. He’s right. I didn’t meant to sock him in the face—okay well maybe I did, but it was because I was irritated with the fact that he was right. I don’t deserve you. You—you’re the best thing to ever happen to me and I took you for granted. The thought of losing you—I can’t even bear it. I know my sorries probably mean jack shit to you, but please know that I’m being sincere. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I love you more than anyone or anything on this hell forsaken earth. I’ll try to do better. Fuck that—I will do better. I refuse to lose you y/n. I can’t be without you. You’re my lifeline baby. I want you for as long as I can have you for.”

Seeing tears build up in his eyes made your heart melt. Mark always tried to keep up his tough exterior, but you knew your boyfriend was a huge softie. You were one of the only people who got to see the real side of him and you were extremely grateful that he trusted in you to show you the sensitive side of him.

“People think our relationship is toxic Mark. They think I’m crazy to continue staying in this relationship with you—“ the growl that came from the back of his mouth should’ve scared you, but you were used to his anger. Especially whenever people tried to get involved in your relationship. It was one of the main reasons why he never cared for any of your friends.

“I don’t give a fuck about what anyone has to say or thinks about our relationship. It’s our relationship. Not theirs. The only people who’s opinions matter is you and I. What do you think y/n? What do you want? Do you want an out of this relationship? Do you agree with what everyone has to say? I hate the idea of letting you go, but I can’t force you to stay if you don’t want to. So tell me y/n, what do you want? I’ll do whatever you want me to baby. The ball is in your court now.”

You turned yourself to face him and cupped his cheeks with your hands. No matter how much you knew you deserved better, and deep down you knew even if he’d promise to change there was a huge chance things would continue to be up and down between you and Mark, you would rather fight and argue with him than to be happy with anyone else. You didn’t care how twisted your relationship was, this man was the only one you wanted to spend the rest of your days with.

“It’ll take some time for me to trust you again, but I want you Mark. I’ll probably always choose you and our relationship. I don’t care what anybody says. I’m in love with you. I’m a fucking fool for loving you. Honestly, the love I have for you will probably kill me one day. Please don’t take advantage of my love for you. I can only give you so much of myself before I lose myself completely. I’m risking it all for you. My pride, my love, my happiness, my friendships, my health; please make it worth my while.”

Seeing his award winning smile before feeling his lips smash against yours caused butterflies to erupt in your tummy. “I love you y/n. Our relationship is sad but beautiful and that’s what makes it worth fighting for. I love you and you love me. That’s all we need. We’ll be okay.”

We're in a beautiful and sad relationship We make each other shine (Tell me now) Like the moon and the river And we hug again You got me feeling like a psycho, psycho People keep telling us As we fight like it's our last But then we get along They don't get it It's so funny Right psycho, psycho (Like a psycho, psycho) We're fools loving each other so much (Fools, fools) Without you I feel dizzy and sad I feel low People say we make a cute couple Hey now we'll be okay Don't look back Like that let's be who we are I feel you with all my body Everything will be okay You got me feeling like a psycho, psycho People keep telling us As we fight like it's our last But then we get along People say we make a cute couple Hey now we'll be okay

#got7 imagines #got7 #mark tuan #mark tuan got7 #mark tuan imagines #got7 angst

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Authors note• bro this is so long I’m so sorry I’m breaking it into parts for u (I HATE MY LIFE)

Warnings• mentions of death, language

Songs• something - the Beatles/ With love, Vincent - Murray Gold/ she’s so lovely - beach house

•Na Jaemin remembers the exact moment he first laid his eyes on Y/N Y/L/N.

•He was standing by his locker on the first day of sophomore year

•laughing with Jeno and Haechan about their new math teacher

•when she walked past him with two other girls, smiling and holding some books in her arms.

•Jaemin will tell anyone that listens that this was the first time he felt the air knocked out of his lungs

•He remembers thinking that she was the most beautiful girl that he had ever seen.

•He didn’t know who she was; he had never seen her before (he would remember) (sike he’s stupid)

•yet he knew that he would marry that girl.

•he was worried bc he didn’t know who tF she was, but don’t worry bc the second time he ever saw her was maybe 6 minutes later

•he walked into his 4th period Honors English 10 class, and she was talking to the teacher across the classroom, before moving and sitting down in the first empty seat she saw.

•Jaemin didn’t know what to do

•his new mystery dream girl was in his class.

•Should he sit next to her?

•Should he just ignore her and talk to her later?

•what is gonna wear?

•is he gonna cry?

•Jaemin didn’t have much time to decide

• a mere 10 second delay was all it took for three boys (also on the football team with Jaemin) to enter the room and wrap their arms around his shoulder

•ushering him over to an empty table in the back while showcasing their excitement about being in the same class together.

•Jaemin tried not to show his disappointment, and instead gave one of his usual, dazzling smiles (ya know the one!) while joking along with them

•trying to forget about the mystery girl (and the excitement he got when he learned her name during roll call)

•It was then that Na Jaemin’s and Y/N Y/L/N’s rolls in their story were set in stone.

•He would be the popular boy that everyone knew, but didn’t really know

•and you would be the quiet girl that only a few, special people knew of, but those people were your closest friends.

•And over the course of the next two years, it would stay that way. •Jaemin, secretly pining for you

•and you, thinking the beautiful boy as untouchable.

•That would, however, change, on one god forsaken, cloudy Friday.

•A Friday that would forever be ingrained in Jaemins memory as the day he sealed his lonely fate in the world

•and the day he lost his true soulmate

•before he even talked to her.

•If Haechan’s persistent moaning and groaning about school wasn’t enough

•the weather was gloomy and cloudy

•and anyone with eyes could tell that rain was to be expected. •Jaemin, secretly, didn’t mind.

•Although he would never share it, he loved the rain.

•What he did mind, was his friends continuous bitching.

•”Hyuck, shut up,” -Renjun, 2020

•I mean he wasn’t even paying attention to the group, too preoccupied w his sketch book, sometimes glancing up at a girl that sat across the school yard, before looking back down at his sketch book (spoilers for something I’m writing??? Hehe you’ll never know hehe)

•all Jeno did was MenTion that rainy weather meant football practice would be cancelled

•hyucks smile was BaCk

•Jaemin was not impressed

•okay the conversation went something like this

“Damn Na, why are you looking at me like how my mom looks when my report card come in?” -full sun

•You literally insulted football to my face.” -nana

•haechan let out a loud laugh

•at Jaemin’s expense

•“you don’t know the ups and downs of High-school football” -nojam and injunnie

•also at Jaemins expense

•due to an ongoing joke that Jaemin reminded their friend group of the teenage redhead from riverdale

•Na Jaemin was so upset, he didn’t even eat his fries.

•”I wouldn’t care so much if I wasn’t the fucking captain of the team, hyuck. I mean, I gotta hold you responsible to a certain degree, you’re the fucking quarterback!” -Na Jaemin

•someone bully him

•so as that is happening, 2/3 of the missing members of their group come in HOT

•I mean literally

•they’re breathing heavily and everything

•acting like they just ran a mf marathon

•jisung YEETS his bag in the table (covering Renjuns sketchbook, which annoyed the fuck out of the older boy, but really who cares)

•”Guys guys guys! You will never guess who we just saw in the library!” -Mochi

•”lemme give it a try; mark?” -bitch ass Chinese bitch (renjun)

•”No! We saw Mar- wait what? How’d you know?” -child prodigy Zhong Chenle

•“Uhh, maybe because he texted in the group chat that he was gonna be in the library?” -nojam makin a comeback

•”Okay okay, but - can I have a fry? - did hew shay who hedt be wif?”

•”Swallow your fucking food first, le.” -smart boy you guess who

(Whew are y’all getting sensory overload like I AM)

•“He said, did he say who he’d be with, though? No, he didn’t, but guess who WE saw him with,” -jisung bringing the T E A.

•no one answers

•Chenle and jisung give each other the “we’re friends w dumbasses” look

•“Y/n! He was sitting with y/n!”

•oh shit

•Everyone quickly turned their heads to Jaemin

•tell me why this boy was glaring at the table like it messed w his daughter

•Out of everyone ever, the only people who knew about Jaemins secret crush was the 5 boys sitting with Jaemin

•and the one sitting in the library with said secret crush.

•They didn’t even really know, they just knew that they once saw Jaemin slip something like a note into Y/n’s locker junior year

•and Jaemin made up a bullshit excuse that it was something for class that no one

•-not even Jeno, who always trusted his friends -

•believed.

•”why aren’t you mad”

•”you should be angry”

•literally all of the present boys were THROWING it on jaemin

•and naturally -

•he deflected

•”bro I’m not even upset, I don’t like y/n!”

•lmao K

•now at this point

•the boys thought they were helping

•really

•it was innocent they promise.

•really how were they to know what was going to happen

•so hyuck had JOKED and said that if Jaemin didn’t like u, he wouldn’t mind hurting u

•it was super harmless

•unTil

•some other popular ppl walked over RIGHT as Haechan said that

•and he was like oh fuck

•but silently

•bc Haechan knew what Jaemin was like

•if it was just their lil group still, Jaemin would have told hyuck to fuck off

•but Jaemin was terrified to lose his reputation

•he was an insecure boy

•he would have really done anything to keep his position as most popular boy in school

•so when one of his jock friends dares Jaemin to get you to date him until prom, get ur virginity the night before, and then ditch u at prom and tell you it was all a dare in front of everyone and that he never liked you

•well

•he stupidly agrees

•the dreamies agree with it

•only bc they don’t actually think Jaemin will last

•they think he’ll back out last minute and stay w you

•and that Jaemin will finally get u

•wishful thinking

•you were failing math

•it’s not that you were stupid, you weren’t

•you just R E A L L Y hated math

•and your mom was so upset w your grade

•my girl forced u to get a tutor

•good thing u knew mark

•he agreed to meet w you in the library Tuesday’s and Wednesday’s at lunch

•and Thursday’s if you needed it

•thank god 4 mark

•everything was going Super Fine™️

•up until you both look up when you hear squealing and the sound of someone smacking someone else

•and there’s jisung and Chenle,

•staring at you both

•and squealing

•and smacking each other on the arms

•before just plain running out

•”if I don’t go after them, they’ll tell all of our friends that we’re marrying each other, so i should go.” -Mark fucking Lee

•so you’re walking towards your locker to put all of your math work in it,

•and when you open it, a lil note falls out and flutters to the ground

•your smile: 3% -> 95%

•honestly you were kinda having a shitty day

•so you were so happy to see a note in your locker

•you had been receiving love notes since you were in sophomore year

•you don’t remember exactly when during the year

•but one day, they were just there

•you were excited to add another one to your box

•this one wasn’t big, it just said “Your Personality makes me want to be a better person! I hope you have a beautiful day, sunshine!”

•the rim of the paper had squiggly yellow lines, and the bottom had a poorly drawn sunshine, with a heart, like always

•you didn’t know who your secret admirer was

•but you wish you did

•u lowkey loved them

•you’re still smiling about it as you walk into your 7th period math class

•and the note was found at lunch, like an hour ago

•they make you so happy

•you silently sat down in your seat, and stared off into space with a dreamy look on your face

•and THATS how Jaemin knew you got his note

•you always had that look when you read his notes

•not that you knew it was from him

•it made him so happy

•even if you two had never talked before, he still freaking loved that he could make you smile

•Jaemin wasn’t happy for long

•he tried not to let you notice him staring at you in class,

•it was kinda hard, seeing as you two literally sat next to each other

•he couldn’t believe he had to break your heart

•he wanted to die lowkey lol

•but he had to do it

•not really, but really

•so he took a deep breath

•and opened his mouth

Continued here

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percy jackson godly parent swap

(those who aren't mentioned in a different cabin stay the same)

PERCY:

son of aphrodite

sally jackson falling for aphrodite in a male form, skin tan and hair jet black, with eyes everchanging between gold, blue and green. sally confused when aphrodite visited her in her usual female form, but realized she loved her just the same

percy asking his mom about his dad, who his mom calls "the most beautiful person she'd ever met"

percy growing up and using charmspeak without even realizing it; "Nancy, just shut up." and Nancy immediately shutting her mouth close, as if she was a robot of some kind. percy brushing this off as the fact that nancy just didn't want to get in trouble

grover and his mom telling percy that they didn't really know who his dad was, but grover had suspicions based on the aura he radiates

his fight with the minotaur still staying the same, except at one point he had to will himself to get up using charmspeak

aphrodite's symbol popped above his head as soon as he was conscious after his fight with the minotaur and percy was sure it was a mistake; how could the goddess of beauty be his father? it wasn't even the fact that she was a god!dess!, it was the fact that percy didn't really see him good enough to be an aphrodite kid, not handsome or stylish enough

percy's siblings annoyed by how little he cares about his looks at first, then helping him find his right style- which they describe as new york skater junkie

aphrodite constantly sending him gifts; letters with love advice, new clothes, all that. and percy secretly reading the love letters but throwing away everything else. (hey he's a confused teenage boy, can you blame him?)

aphrodite constantly voicing her approval of annabeth, and begging percy to just ask her out

percy being absolutely crushed about silena, whom he was closest with, and him and clarisse shutting down anybody who called her a traitor or the enemy

percy being the cabin counselor due to a note silena left behind, just in case, and him stopping all of drew's dumb ideas (the ugly shoes, which were actually percy's shoes he showed up to camp with)

percy arriving at camp jupiter after training at the wolf house and fighting off the gorgons with hazel and frank, only to have people look down at him for being a son of aphrodite

percy trying to impress everybody so much, always trying to show he's so much more than such a pretty face

percy always trying to show everybody he is strong, smart, and a valid addition to the prophecy

percy and his mom fighting against gaea, and them kicking ass at it too

percy learning that being an aphrodite demigod is about loving yourself and caring for yourself, and how that doesn't make you weak, but rather stronger.

ANNABETH:

daughter of ares

annabeth meeting thalia and luke, being quick in words and with her knife, nearly cutting luke's throat

them traveling to camp and annabeth having the natural battle instinct, dodging and slicing at monsters with uncertainty, yes, but also with a little ease and reflex

annabeth being claimed her first night at the dining pavilion, going to sit down with only about six campers, all glaring daggers at her. annabeth not feeling intimidated, but weirdly at home. more peaceful here than at her dad's, anyway.

annabeth and luke swordfighting, and annbeth slowly yet surely becoming one of the camp's best, though she prefers daggers any day.

annabeth getting named camp counselor despite being eleven, because of her seniority in years of being there

her first act as counselor is to redo the exterior of the cabin, because honestly, it's horrendous. she still keeps the theme of war and everything, just minus the bloody boar, because annabeth gets creeped out by it's following eyes

her second action is stopping the "camp initiation" of dunking kids' heads in toilet bowls

annabeth's battle strategies being the best of camp, and her cabin and the athena one always going head to head in capture the flag.

her being one of her dad's favorites and always trying to please him, always pushing herself to be the best

her fatal flaw still being hubris, and she wants to tear down this world for a new one

her having the strongest Odikinesis at camp. her walking into a room and suddenly people remember that thing their friend did to them months ago, then everybody's fighting

annabeth getting the blessing of ares, and oh my her muscles. she's so fit and muscular and built even before the blessing, but after it's like just. wow. percy gets a lot of shit from it "wow you're girlfriend is more jacked than you" but percy thinks she looks great.

annabeth becoming so lost and distraught after percy goes missing that any time somebody mentions him, her grey eyes go black, and an aura of fear falls over that person. of course, annabeth hates that.

annabeth proving to people that ares demigods aren't just dumb, hot-headed jocks, but also smart, strategic heroes.

JASON:

son of invidia/nemesis

jason arriving at camp jupiter as the first and only invidia demigod, determined to join the fifth cohort and turn it around, to avenge those in the cohort who were mistreated and to bring honor back to their name

reyna choosing him as a leader because 1) his strong sense of justice 2) his refusal to let anyone bully other people of a lower ranking 3) while also giving out fair punishments

reyna, along with having her two dogs in her meetings, but also jason as he can sense when people are lookin for revenge/trouble

him getting his memory wiped, waking up in the bus, feeling a strong sense of missing, something he needed to do

seeing that guy hit on and flirt with piper, and jason hating it. he didn't know much- but he knew that he hated people that thought they were everything, people with big egos

jason and his friends getting picked up by this butch guy and annabeth girl, and jason noticing that annabeth was radiating this very vengeful aura. he was so intimidated he almost didn't get on the pegasus, but he didn't think he'd be better off here

jason arriving at camp and getting claimed almost immediately, a glowing scale hovering over his head.

jason walking into the cabin, on one wall seeing a picture of who must be his sister thalia with annabeth and another dude, and on another seeing a bunkbed pushed against the wall. with somebody on the bottom bunk.

jason meeting damien white, his half-brother, and learning about ethan nakamura. at first, jason was completely appalled by how traitorous his brother had been. then, hearing more about ethan and becoming sad, wishing to have met him.

jason even more sad learning that his brother didn't get a cabin while he was alive, and jason vowing to make it up to him by making sure all the gods' kids got their own cabins

jason and the seven fighting against gaea, and jason almost passing out by all the energy people were putting out. wirh every swipe of somebody's sword, it was as if they were basically yelling, "you! this is what you deserve!" and while jason did not see his mother at the fight, he felt her presence near him, giving him extra power

jason dying, begging piper to fulfill his promise of building the minor cabins, because all jason wanted was to keep his promise.

PIPER:

daughter of hermes

tristan mclean falling for hermes in female form, running into her on the beach. like, actually running. tristan running away from the waves after an early morning surf, and hermes literally going for a run on the beach

hermes and tristan going on dates, spending time with each other 24/7, hermes getting pregnant. then hermes leaving, days after piper had been born, unable to tell tristan the truth about gods.

piper growing up wondering how her mom could flake, and how her dad could still be so in love?? with somebody seemingly so normal?? he was tristan mclean after all.

piper growing up, being able to influence people very easily with her persuasive words alone. and when that didn't work, her talent of stealing and lock-picking came in handy

piper finding out about how all her memories with jason were a trick of the mist and her immediate reaction being to hate the gods, and to hate her mother, whoever she was, because why would she let them do that?

piper arriving at camp, nobody sure where to place her. piper walking into the hermes' cabin, instantly feeling at home. but hermes couldn't be her mother. piper was sure.

piper being claimed in front of the whole camp at the campfire, hermes himself showing up to deliever her a special package equipped with top of the line tennis shoes, a winter jacket, and a demand request for her to be apart of the new quest

piper being insanely annoyed with hermes and how he just waltzed back into her life. and how it seemed like he could read right through her

piper hearing about luke and understanding how he could feel hatred towards their dad (or in piper's case, mother), then immediately feeling horrible for feeling this after meeting the stoll brothers

who by the way, became super protective over piper as soon as they met, and who also told her of their prank rivalry with katie gardner in hopes of her joining them. and she did. of course.

piper growing to sort of like hermes, whoch made her feel horrible about betraying the gods in order to get her dad back. piper telling hermes before her friends, to let him know she wasn't a traitor. piper afraid of hermes grouping her with luke. hermes forgiving her, and recognizing her as the hero she is

hermes and piper fighting side by side against the giants, working together as if it was routine

piper beginning to understand how her dad fell for hermes

LEO:

son of athena

athena falling for all of esperanza: her brains as much as her beauty, her strength as much as her character

leo being born with all of esperanza's exterior; curly hair, dark freckles, long legs, and naturally tan/ethnic skin. this making athena love him one hundred times more, seeing him embody the woman she fell in love with, knowing he was going to be unique. knowing he was going to be that much special when he grew up

leo never forgetting anything, especially not years of torment from tia callida. and especially not his mother's death, how everybody blamed him, the words of gaea, everything. wishing he could forget everything, but having a perfect memory. of everything.

this keeping him up all night through every foster home, forcing him to run from each one, guilt dragging him down every step

leo being top of the class at every school he goes to, without even trying. even with his reading dyslexia. leo carrying these grades to the wilderness school, with all the troubled kids who don't care about their grades, just for everyone to bully ask him to tutor them

leo finding out about his friendship with jason being a trick of the mist, and beating himself up about it. constantly. how could he not see it? how could he, the top of every class, the school's pride and jewel, be that dumb?

leo getting claimed as soon as they landed, and being assigned will to give him a tour. leo arriving at the cabin, immediately feeling out of place in the sea of blonde hair and gray eyes

his half-siblings more or less annoyed with his jokes, but nontheless giving him a chance, and them forgetting how they even got along in life without him

him becoming the backbone of the cabin and, soon enough, getting named camp counselor by malcolm pace, who, quickly became one of leo's bestfriends

leo and malcolm making fun of all the couples, and malcolm spilling about the time he accidentally walked in on percy and annabeth hugging, and it quickly becoming one of leo's favorite stories- which he uses to make fun of both parties

leo arriving on ogyia, calculating ways and distances he'd have to travel to get off the island as soon as he landed. thinking the island was something he could solve, and getting extremely annoyed when calypso pointed out it was just magic

leo flying above his mother during the giant war on his invention, festus, which he built with the help of the hephaestus cabin, throwing off his calculated and mathematically composed weapons.

leo waking up after taking the Physician's Cure, finally able to sort of appreciate magic over logic. sort of.

HAZEL:

daughter of hekate/hecate

marie falling in love with the mystery and magic of hekate, and hekate falling in love with marie for the magic she saw in her

hekate granting marie's wish but warning her of its trouble and refusing to stick around long enough to see her and hazel hurt

marie's wish turning into hazel's curse, hazel touching jewels and treasures and them instantly becoming tainted with unfortunes of marie's selfishness

hazel growing up with things happening to her: her wishing something and it coming true, but marie telling her it was just marie's power of fortune telling and whatnot

hazel's eyes and lips trained to read and speak roman, as most of hekate's enchanments are spoken in roman

hazel's little white lies turning into a mist trick, if she lied and said she had an apple, right after marie saw that apple. it was little things, but not too little to go unnoticeable by marie

marie moving hazel to alaska despite hekate's pleads, and hazel feeling as if some part of her was dialed down, as if moving to alaska had diminished this "light" of hers that her mother loved

gaea choosing hazel to manipulate because of her powerful aura

hazel using her Umbrakinesis to shroud gaea in darkness, then caving the world in around her, taking hazel down with her

hazel and marie getting to the underworld and hazel trying to hold on to her life as much as possible, who knows how much time passing, then being tapped on the shoulder by this scrawny boy

this boy, nico, claiming to be hazel's half-sibling, here to bring her back from the open doors of death, with a tip from their mother

hazel arriving at camp jupiter, the first daughter of hekate, hazel being able to manipulate mist and the shadows, even learning how to shadow travel through nico

basically hazel being a badass all throughout the war alongside nico and their mom

hazel's friends helping her realize that her powers are not a curse, but a blessing that she can use to help others.

FRANK:

son of apollo

apollo meeting emily zhang during war, where lots of his kids were

emily thinking he was an egotistical airhead, yet falling for him all the same. emily falling for his never wavering bravery and risk-taking, and apollo falling for emily's safeness yet strength.

frank growing up wondering how anybody could leave his mom, his great mom. frank growing up not missing his dad. frank growing up hoping his dad was at least a good person, and if he wasn't that he didn't pass that on to frank.

frank being a horrible singer, stumbling over his words, yet still being able to heal with his voice, strength pouring from his words to people's ears, telling them to keep going, you got this. like this warm ball of light and comfort was radiating off of him

apollo visiting frank after his mother's death, in the form of a demigod, giving frank his second bow and arrow

frank getting claimed two days after arriving at camp. frank at first sort of hating his dad, this self-absorbed, annoying dude.

people giving him one glance, unable to believe he was a son of apollo. despite his archery skills, he was shy, in the worst cohort, and had none of that "pizzazz." people usually laughed in his face.

frank being ashamed to be in the fifth cobort, when his father was so used to being in the spotlight, so used to being loved and adored, frank being so scared that his father might think he was less

frank getting a blessing from apollo, making him tall with movie star good looks and seemingly glowing skin. frank begging him to dial it down a bit. apollo demanding his son go on the quest, or else

frank's dad constantly popping in during the quest in forms of some homeless man or another, which frank strangely appreciated

frank growing to like him, as he went through the quest, seeing why his mother liked him. seeing a little of himself in apollo, even

frank having the perfect shot, with anything. frank being able to sense the perfect places to put arrows into monsters' chests, being able to sense which place would kill them the fastest

frank meeting will and the apollo cabin, who, unlike camp jupiter, immediately accepted frank and made him feel at home. who never doubted for a second frank's worth, shy, chubby kid or not

apollo constantly voicing how special frank is, how proud he is that frank can be such a geniune hero without all the bravado that apollo himself used.

REYNA:

daughter of pluto

reyna's dad, Julian Ramírez-Arellano, falling for pluto as a pale woman, jet black hair with purple-ish eyes. reyna's dad coming back from war, scarred, becoming more scarred by learning who pluto really was after reyna had been born, and being disgusted by himself and pluto.

julian shoving this disgust on his daughters, screaming, yelling. julian never being the same afterwards. julian always thinking people are out to get him, ideas of war and pluto always haunting him.

julian reduced to a ghost, but appearing to reyna and hylla as a still alive, solid person. reyna driving an imperial good dagger through him, evaporating him forever.

reyna and hylla meeting Circe, and her telling them who their mother was. her promising them a grand future, one where they could get away and above abusive, crazy men, like their father.

then percy jackson and annabeth chase coming, turning reyna's world upside down. reyna going to camp jupiter, hylla to the amazons

reyna's first time shadow travelling being an accident. reyna and hylla being cornered by the pirates at night, reyna just wanting to hide in the shadows of the forest. and then they did. reyna and hylla appearing just five minutes away from circe's spa, both drained from their joint effort but most of all reyna

reyna arriving at camp and almost instantly earning her title of praetor

reyna being able to cast this feeling of fear over people with a single gaze, leaving people frightened days later still

reyna leading her legions into battle practice, hearing the voices of the dead who once held the same weapons in their hand

nico bringing hazel to reyna, asking for her to let the other girl into camp. reyna sensing almost at once that hazel had just came back to life.

percy coming to camp, reminding reyna of the life she could have had. reyna reading his feelings, reyna knowing his past too inckuded death of close ones, maybe even recently. reyna deciding to give him a chance

reyna meeting annabeth and seeing what she saw in percy in her eyes alone, times ten

reyna touching statues of war gods, and being overwhelmed by waves of dead soldiers pleading, begging for help. reyna being able to communicate with some of them, but most of them just mumbled incoherently

reyna going to find the Argo II only for scipio to later get injured, reyna having to put him out of his misery, but reyna still being able to feel his presence as a ghost

reyna shadow traveling the Athena Parthenos alongside nico and coach hedge all the way to camp, nico helping with his powers as a son of hecate

them stopping for breaks at all these historic places, the dead screaming at reyna, begging to be raised

reyna finally raising them at the battle at camp half blood, hundreds of dead demigods rising, tightly gripping their weapons, ready to win back their honor

NICO:

son of hecate

maria falling for hecate's mysterious yet caring, nature and hecate falling in love with maria's soft spoken and kind words paired with her dark hair spilling over her shoulders

zeus trying to strike down the di Angelo kids but hecate tricking him with the mist, though later it backfires as zeus strikes down maria

hecate, furious and devastated, begging hades to help erase their memories, and later place the kids in the Lotus Casino

Nico and Bianca almost breaking out of the daze of the Casino, and having to be served several flowers just to get them to play games; their mom's magic trying to break through and protect them

the di Angelo kids getting out, going to Westover Hall, and hecate paying all the fees

nico falling in love with this game all about magic, studying the plays and spells, learning them. realizing that if he worded them right, he could do some of the minor stuff; levitating, starting little fires, even being able to hide in the shadows sometimes. bianca convincing him that it was all his imagination

percy, annabeth, and thalia showing up and helping the di angelos escape, bianca becoming so scarce and quiet that she turned invisible. everybody thinking it to be a trick of the light

nico being the opposite, drawing attention to himself, all his questions loud, the sound of the forest and nature suddenly shushed, cut off

nico getting to camp and feeling out of place, as no hecate cabin was built, not being claimed. bianca leaving, percy promising, then bianca dying. percy bringing back a hecate figurine, but it being too late; nico slipping into the shadows

nico slowly teaching himself shadow travel and mist control but having to stop days after a simple trick

nico arriving in the maze, using what he could of the mist to distract and confuse monsters

percy and them finding nico, who casts a black stone wall (a trick of the mist) to stop kronos from coming after them, revealing his godly parent

nico having a little bit of necromancy powers, but only for fellow hecate demigods. nico using this in his advantage in the titan war

nico leaving camp after the titan war, only showing up when percy went missing to help look for him. nico finally having his own cabin

nico's mom tipping him off about hazel, and hades and hecate's agreement to let nico pass through the doors of death safely

nico traveling with reyna and coach hedge, helping reyna shadow travel and healing with spells

nico teaching will stronger and faster healing spells to use on the campers

nico learning slowly how to embrace his powers, despite remarks he got over the years of people calling him a freak. nico not feeling so left out and alone

WILL:

son of iris

naomi solace falling for iris' kind eyes and smile that stretches to her eyes, iris falling for naomi's shining eyes, as if the sun lived there

will getting to camp and staying in the hermes cabin until after the titan war, where he was claimed the minute the iris cabin was finished being built

will being able to pull light out of nowhere, in the darkness of nights, like a beacon

will seeing being a healer as art, fixing what's broken and putting it right again

will using his mom's communication skills to calm people down in time for him to heal them, occasionally with the help of nico

will helping the aphrodite cabin with educating people about acceptance and accepting their selves and others

will being chosen to help apollo after he was turned human because of his kind nature and patience

will overall being a ray of sunshine whenever people need him, whatever the circumstances

BONUSES:

clarisse as a nike demigod, and being almost intolerable with her competitve behavior

meg mccaffrey as a dionysus demigod

alex fierro as a hermes demigod

magnus chase as an apollo demigod

mallory keen as a dionysus demigod

halfborn gunderson as an ares demigod

tj as a nike demigod

blitzen as an aphrodite demigod

hearthstone as a hecate demigod

you're welcome

#pjo #hoo #au #pjoau #hooau #percyjackon #annabethchase #jason grace #piper mclean #leo valdez #hazel levesque #frank zhang #reyna avila ramirez arellano #nico di angelo #will solace #clarisse la rue

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destieltropecollection · 5 years

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Destiel Trope Collection 2019 Day 18: High School AU

Superpowers & Hormones | @mattzerella-sticks Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 56870 Main Tags and Warnings: Alternate Universe - Superheroes & Superpowers, Alternate Universe - High School, Mystery, Miscommunication, Pyrophobic Dean, Mind Control, DCBB 2018 Summary: In a world where everyone is born with amazing abilities, the hope for tomorrow is taught and trained by the great heroes of today at the Academy of Letters. And after a long setback, Dean finally feels ready to attend the famed school – even if it’s only for one year. Still, he plans to have the full experience – from tough classes to lovable friends and even unforeseeable crushes. But nothing is as it seems. Something lurks under the surface, and Dean finds himself tangled in its dark, twisted web. To break free, he’ll have to dig deeper towards the danger. And the closer he gets, the less people he can trust. Balancing superpowers and hormones might be tough, but Dean would rather that then whatever’s waiting for him behind the curtains.

Lollipop | @mattzerella-sticks Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 3840 Main Tags and Warnings: Alternate Universe - High School, DC Universe - Freeform, Gay Dean Winchester, Nerd Dean Winchester/Jock Castiel Summary: Dean Winchester isn't the most popular boy in his school. In fact, you couldn't get lower on the totem pole than him. But he's come to accept it, even if it means dealing with people like Gordon every time he tiptoes out of the status quo. Making first impressions is hard given that he's known most of his classmates since the beginning. But besides Charlie, he doesn't have anyone in his corner. Except for Castiel, the school's quarterback who transferred to their school last year. But he'd never go for someone like Dean...

It Was Just A Joke | @hefellfordean Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 2365 Main Tags and Warnings: Alternate Universe - High School, Jock!Dean, Nerd!Castiel, Panic Attacks, Fluff and Angst, Summary: Castiel is a nerd and Dean a jock, despite this they are best friends. When Cas is at a party with some of Dean's friends, they try to convince him something awful happened. Basically Dean's friends are dicks, but Dean is a sweetheart and I worship high school Destiel.

I See You | @hefellfordean Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 3113 Main Tags and Warnings: Alternate Universe - High School, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Jock!Dean, Nerd!Castiel, Depressed Castiel, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Angst with a Happy Ending Summary: Castiel is a high school senior, who spends his days by himself, convinced that he is invisible and unimportant - until Dean Winchester attempts to show him otherwise.

An Angel's Blade | @writinginthebunker Rating: Mature Word Count: 53809 Main Tags and Warnings: Self harm, explicit self harm, suicidal ideation, Destiel, high school AU, slow burn, suicidal Castiel, abandoned Castiel, dark subject matter, dark themes Summary: Castiel is essentially alone. Abandoned by his parents, ridiculed by his classmates, Castiel finds his only solace in a metal blade and an old pair of headphones. Dean is new in town, intrigued by the broken boy down the street, he surely can't leave well enough alone, especially when he wasn't well enough to begin with.

happy little accidents | @reallyelegantsharkfish Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 1990 Main Tags and Warnings: Alternate Universe - High School, Asexual Character, Asexual Castiel (Supernatural), Demisexual Dean Winchester, First Kiss Summary: The problem is that now Cas knows what Dean’s freckles look like from centimeters away. He knows — however briefly — the softness of Dean’s mouth. He can’t stop wondering what it would’ve been like if Dean had kissed back instead of drawing away and looking at Cas like he’s an idiot.

Thank You | @lemonsorbae Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 8119 Main Tags and Warnings: HS!AU, Fluff, Teacher Castiel, Teacher Dean Winchester, Meddling Kids Summary: In which the students of Benjamin Edlund High School are very invested in the relationship of their two favorite teachers.

Cuddling is Manly | @breathingdestiel Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 46182 Main Tags and Warnings: best friends to lovers, mutual pining, bed sharing Summary: Castiel Novak has just lost a longtime friend, his cat Moon, whom he had since he was nine. After a while he realizes that his grades are slipping and that he has a hard time focusing on studying, all because he used to do it while petting Moon. When his best friend Dean notices that something is wrong, they cuddle together, believing it would help Cas. But what was supposed to be a one time thing turns into a regular cuddling between them, complicating Cas' already complicated feelings towards Dean.

Movie Night | @breathingdestiel Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3373 Main Tags and Warnings: best friends to lovers, smut, pining Summary: Cas is late to a movie night and there is no room for him to sit. Except in Dean's lap.

The Nuances in Flirting | @thebloggerbloggerfun Rating: General Word Count: 3144 Main Tags and Warnings: Friends to Lovers Summary: Based on the tumblr prompt: “HS AU with popular!Dean and popular!Cas, they're those two annoying guys who make funny (but also obnoxious) comments in every single class, and make stupid, flirtatious remarks to each other like "Cas looks pretty hot today guys" or "I'm totally dating Dean, everyone" etc. Only thing is, they're secretly in love, but neither will admit it."

Dark Blue, Dark Blue | @ellen-of-oz Rating: Mature Word Count: 36112 Main Tags and Warnings: Moondoor, High School AU, Gamer Castiel, Gamer Dean, Emo Castiel, Friends to Lovers, Canon-typical Violence Summary: In late 2006, Castiel and Dean are in the same guild and raid team in the online game, Moondoor. They only know each other by their character names: Niteryder and Thorsangel, but they hang out and chat whenever they’re not raiding. Dean is baffled though—no matter how much time they spend talking online, Angel never reveals anything about himself. That’s because Castiel is in hiding. At school he hides behind his emo image and stays as invisible as he can, but online he’s got to be extra-vigilant. He can’t reveal anything about himself to Ryder, as much as he might like to—doing so would risk bringing trouble down on himself and his mom. There’s something about Ryder that makes him easy to talk to, though. But outside of the game, ghosts from Castiel’s family’s past are out for revenge, and going back to Lawrence, KS to visit his friend Meg could put him in danger.

All Those Summer Nights | @babybluecas Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 1497 Main Tags and Warnings: alternate universe, inspired by Grease Summary: It was the best summer of Dean's life - spent on relaxing, parties and fun. And most importantly, spent with a blue-eyed boy he met one day on a beach. But the summer's over now, the school year begins, and Dean's left with the memories of his first summer love.

Aesthetics | @hearts-and-thumbs Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 4121 Main Tags and Warnings: Alternate Universe - High School, Artist Castiel, POV Castiel, Pranks and Practical Jokes, Color Fic, Childhood Friends, Fluff Summary: Dean Winchester's been Castiel's muse since he realized he was in love with him. He's the movement in the shading, and the colours exploding into vibrancy on his page. Unfortunately, they haven't been friends for years and Cas' got about a snowball's chance in Hell of changing that. And besides, it's not just friendship he wants. Dean disappeared years ago and came back different. And really, he's the biggest (and worst) flirt ever. But stranger things have happened.

Sealed lips. Tied hands. | @sternchencas Rating: General Word Count: 10781 Main Tags and Warnings: speaking disability, harassment by a teacher Summary: Dean Winchester doesn't look forward to his first day of school, but it's not because of your usual teenager problems. He would be glad if he had to deal with dates, grades and rumors about his love life. Instead, he struggles even to communicate. In a world where everyone talks in sign language, his hands are tied. He's a happer. One of those weird people who have a hard time figuring out what others say, and can't express what they want to tell. But one good deed might save him because he helps Castiel Novak. A boy who might be just as different and weird as Dean. A boy who understands even when Dean's lips are sealed.

Green Eyes In Sketchbooks | @envydean Rating: General Word Count: 1418 Main Tags and Warnings: artist!Cas, Jock!Dean, Meddling!Charlie, Unrequited Love, two sided unrequited love, Happy Ending, Fluff Summary: Castiel has always liked Dean, and he's always assumed that Dean has just never noticed him. That is until one day Dean does notice him and everything turns itself upside down.

Appreciation | @envydean Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 3002 Main Tags and Warnings: Light Angst, Fluff, sharing food, hand holding, First Kiss, Poor!Castiel Summary: Over in the corner is Castiel Novak. He’s not been at the school long but today he’s all alone; just last week, Dean was sure he saw him hanging out with Samandriel and Andy but today they’re nowhere to be seen. That is until he looks elsewhere and find them laughing at each other on a different table. Dean frowns. The guy doesn’t have his bag on him or any food in front of him. It’s far too early in their lunch break for him to have finished already.

Grammar Games (Series) | @relucant Rating: Explicit Word Count: 29961 Main Tags and Warnings: high school AU, light dom/sub, bottom dean, top cas, english grammar Summary: "Hey, hey," Dean said, propping his feet up on a chair. "Dude, I don't even know your name." Cas blinked up at him, and the tiny heat that the gravelly voice had sparked in Dean's stomach evolved into a full-on tingle. "Oh, uh," he said. "Yeah. I'm Castiel. Cas, if you like." "Cas," Dean drawled. "I do like." He stuck out his hand. Cas raised an eyebrow, but he reached out to shake. "I'm Dean Winchester." "I'm aware," Cas said dryly. "You've something of a reputation." "I'm aware," Dean agreed with a bright grin.

Somebody Holds the Key | @relucant Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 1280 Main Tags and Warnings: high school AU, fluff Summary: Cas makes friends.

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naruwutoo · 5 years

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patrochilles high school au

achilles is the beloved jock that has half the school falling at his feet and patroclus is an outcast who admires him secretly from afar. it's the classic case where patroclus is so deeply in love with achilles and thinks that the school's golden boy would never give him the time of day, but achilles is all too aware of patroclus. he even tried to talk to him once in between classes but patroclus had his headphones in blasting the smiths and walked right passed him.

patroclus takes the long way home just so he can walk pass the field where achilles has track practice. achilles sees the lanky outcast skating by on the sidewalk and he wills himself to run even faster to impress the boy, but it seems like he doesn’t notice. to achilles, patroclus is the epitome of cool. he wears all black and is always sketching and he has the side of his hair buzzed and a curly mop of hair on top that shouldn’t work but it does. he’s this quiet dude who keeps to himself and has no interest in anyone else and he would never spare achilles a second glance. but achilles continues to run as fast as he can in hopes that patroclus will notice him. of course he does, he always has, and he’s so in awe at how achilles’ hair sways in the wind and how fast his feet move. they both long for each other from afar and it eats both of them up.

it isn’t until they’re paired up together in their anatomy class for some assignment that they’re forced to talk to each other. of course it’s incredibly awkward at first and they both fumble around with their words. they do their best and try to control their permanently pink stained cheeks and clammy hands, but needless to say they begin to fall in love and their longing reaches a level that is almost unbearable. sometimes when patroclus goes to achilles’ house to work on their project they’ll accidentally brush against each other and its like electricity. patroclus feels like his skin ignites and tingles all over and achilles fair skin turns from a light rosy pink to a flaming red. they’re both so clumsy and shy yet so obvious with their love that it annoys the people around them to no end.

after the project achilles invites patroclus over to watch a movie and patroclus is a bit in shock because he was sure achilles was only nice to him because they were partnered up but maybe, just maybe, achilles wanted him around. patroclus takes a bunch of his favorite snacks and achilles’ smile is as blinding as the sun when he sees all the junk food in his bag. it becomes a reoccurring thing for them--hanging out. they become comfortable around one another, a tinge of awkwardness of their youthful crush still remains of course, but they are far less tense. their accidental brushes begin to linger and they allow themselves to enjoy them, but even then they feel hopeless and unrequited.

the end of the year is approaching and all the upperclassmen are murmuring about prom; whether it be about promposals or who’s going with who. achilles only listens to locker room gossip and when he’s finished showering and changing he goes to meet up with patroclus who’s siting on his skateboard outside, waiting patiently for him. he brings it up randomly while he lays on patroclus’ bed and the dark haired boy looks up at him from his seat on the carpeted floor. “who would ever want to go with me?” achilles wants to scream about how much he wants to go with him and get those stupidly expensive boutonnières, take stupid prom picture together, laugh under those stupid florescent lights as they hold dance, and he wants to slow dance with stupid patroclus to a cheesy slow song. “prom is also just a ploy to get us to spend money and where our peers go to dry hump each other in public.” achilles chokes on his drink.

achilles can’t stop thinking about prom. he wants to go, but only if patroclus goes with him. so he does the only logical thing and decides to ask him. he makes the mistake of telling odessyus and he flips. “how are you going to ask him?” he says, eyes wild and a seriousness that is far too intense. “i don’t know? i was planning on just asking him this afternoon when he comes over to play overwatch?” odessyus makes a face at his answer. “bro what the hell? you have to do something big and surprise him! do you think this a fucking game?” achilles gets lectured for the remaining of warm-up about the importance of prom culture.

patroclus is surrounded by prom posters and spontaneous promposals in the middle of lecture and honestly he’s sick of it. he hates seeing couples acting a fool in the middle of the hallways as he’s trying to get to class but he also incredibly jealous. he hates that he does but he does. he thinks prom is dumb, a stupid american tradition, and a waste of money, but he thinks of achilles and how fun it would be to go together and gets sad. every time achilles brings it up he plays it off as if he doesn’t care but only to mask how much he does. it only gets worse when he hears a couple of girls in his literature class gossiping about achilles promposing to someone this afternoon. he almost decides to ditch his class and go home but figures that the day is almost over so he might as well stay.

patroclus begins to walk home and texts achilles to see if he wants to hang out after school but the blond says he’s busy and that kind of confirms that he’s promposing today. patroclus feels like shit. his heart hurts and his teen angst is at an all time high. but he hangs on to a shred of hope and decides to skate passed the football field in hope to see achilles’ flowing long hair trailing behind him as his feet pick up the dirt underneath them. but he doesn’t. instead he sees achilles standing by the fence, holding a huge sign in his direction and as he skates closer he can hear the smiths there is a light that never goes out playing from a speaker. the sign is black with white letters and reads, the morrissey you the marr i want to go to prom with you. patroclus is so shocked and so happy that he wants to cry. before he knows it he’s climbing over the fence and tackling achilles onto the grass, giggles falling from their lips and each laugh echos in the air around them. achilles stares up at him with his green eyes and breathless and patroclus can’t help himself and kisses him. they melt in to each other, the cool blades of grass tickling their skin and with achilles’ hair everywhere. when they pull apart patroclus can’t help the stupid smile on his face.

“was that a yes?”

“achilles i would honestly follow you to the end of the world if you asked me to.”

“so melodramatic,” he says shyly.

they kiss until they’re dizzy; patroclus looks stunning with the pink skies behind him and achilles who lays under him looks like a god at sunset.

#achilles is a jock (no surprise there) but he's lowkey a meme lord #patroclus is a fucking WEEB #no i don't take criticism #why? bc im right #its late and i should be studying for my world lit class #but i was looking over the review and kept thinking about patrochilles #i'm also on a sugar high bc of a slushie i bought that was like three different flavors #it's also like 1am soooo pray for me #patrochilles #patroclus #achilles #patrochilles au

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unsureandpure · 5 years

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🏰 MCU HOGWARTS AU 🏰

**GO TO THE BOTTOM FOR CHARACTER HOUSES** (my opinion)

* Little Steve being well known in the wizard community as a child, his father had been a chaser for the Hollyhead harpies, and his mother ran St. Mungos (both were Gryffindors) everyone gasping in shock when righteous little Steve is sorted into Slytherin. Bucky, Steve’s muggleborn bff, laughs his ass off that anyone thought that ambitious asshole would be in anything other than Slytherin. * Natasha being self conscious about being sorted into Slytherin, but once she sees that a kid as cool as Steve is in her house, her house pride soars. She becomes the biggest Slytherin equality advocate. She also masters non verbal spells by third year. Every other student is at least slightly afraid of her. The only people who can control her are Headmaster Fury, Steve, and Clint. * Bucky being upset about being sorted Hufflepuff because, “They’re the lamest house, Steve!” Steve just shakes his head and says, “No, Buck, they‘re the purest.” And kisses Bucky’s cheek. Bucky doesn’t stop smiling for a week. * Thor being the Supreme Lovable Jock™️ and everyone is in love with him. Thor starting a club to help the younger years who want to get better at quidditch. Thor being the biggest Ally to any and all minorities. Thor both surprising and not surprising everyone when he introduces his shy, nerdy boyfriend Bruce Banner. * Loki coming a few years after his brother and everyone’s just like, “yay! Another Thor!” But Loki struts up to the hat, perches himself on the stool, and smirks when it immediately yells Slytherin. Loki and Peeves get along famously. * Tony and Pepper being in the same year. Tony constantly trying new experiments that almost always end up losing Ravenclaw house points. “Tony please don’t do that.” “But Pepper, I swear this one will work!” “Tony, it’s 3 am, please don’t make me get Rhodey.” * Rhodey and Sam being the Tired Best Friends™️ * Peter Parker being all the older years’ son. * Peter, Shuri, and Loki all being in the same year and being best friends. (Loki may have a crush on Peter) * Which irritates Wade, who is two years older than Peter, and also has a crush on him. He and Scott, who is obvi his bff, are always trying to find new ways to impress Peter P and Hope. * Everyone trying to keep Peter away from Wade, but Peter kinda likes Wade and they start dating Peter’s third year (Wade’s fifth) * Hope acting completely unimpressed with Scott’s antics, but secretly loving every minute of it. * Hope, Gamora, and Pepper are best friends who bond over Quidditch and dumbass boyfriends/friends. * Peter Q started hitting on Gamora before they even got sorted into their houses. * The Guardians still becoming besties even in this Hogwarts AU. Rocket and Groot often sneaking into the astronomy tower to have sleepovers. Drax and Mantis being top of their Care if Magical Creatures class. Peter being the actual worst at Quidditch (I mean, he is muggleborn and had never been on a broom until 11) but he is good at dancing and starts a dance club at Hogwarts. Wade and Drax join. * T’Challa being in the same year as Thor but everyone thinks he’s older because he just radiates maturity. He’s an absolute pro at DADA and is an Unofficial TA to Headmaster Fury (who is obvi the DADA professor) * Thor, T’Challa, and Bruce graduate first. Everyone cries, including Thor. Thor passes on his Quidditch Help Club to Steve. * Next Scott, Hope, Drax, and Mantis go. Wade cries enough for everyone. * Then Gamora, Peter Q, Rocket, Pepper, Tony, Rhodey, Clint, and Wade graduate. Nobody sees Natasha or Peter P for a week. * Steve, Bucky, Sam, and Natasha are the next to go. Everyone’s sad until Steve announces that he and Bucky will be taking over the DADA position as joint-teachers as Headmaster Fury will retire to being solely the Headmaster. After that, nobody can wait for next year. * Last but not least, Peter P, Shuri, Loki, and Groot graduate. Some people are sad but they all look so happy to be going their siblings/partners/friends. Shuri is top of the class. Epilogues: * Steve and Bucky get married first. No one is surprised. The have a beautiful wedding on Hogwarts grounds. The entire school (and all their old school friends) attend. They live out their lives happy and full of love. Natasha and Clint live next door. Sam visits every weekend. * Scott and Hope marry next. Again, no one is surprised. The pair already had a kid, an orphan girl named Cassie they had rescued (and afterwards adopted) after one of their raids as Aurors. Cassie is their flower girl and Wade is best man. * Peter Q and Gamora marry next. Their wedding has the best playlist and all of the Guardians (sans Peter and Gamora) end up buzzed and crying with joy. Gamora, Hope, And Pepper meet every Wednesday to talk shit about their husbands/friends. * Wade and Peter get married next. Everyone is surprised. No one thought Wade would be the monogamous type. “Peter’s the sweetest guy I know and if you hurt a SINGLE hair on his precious little head I will-“ “Tony, I love him. You don’t have to worry.” They end up adopting 5 kids, 7 dogs, 3 cats, and a pig named Chimichanga. Peter, Shuri, and Loki get together once a month to have a sleepover/LOTR Marathon. Wade and Scott take their kids to amusement parks, except they seem to have more fun than the kids. * Natasha and Clint open a business together, they specialize in Witness Protection, and they live together in complete platonic harmony. Unless there’s a prank war. (Steve and Bucky can always hear when there’s a prank war going on) * Tony, Pepper, and Rhodey also open a business together. Tony is the inventor (who specializes in Magic friendly technology) Pepper heads up the marketing aspects and Rhodey handles the finance and does all the meetings with Pepper. * Thor becomes minister of magic and all but demolishes prejudice in the Wizarding World. No Minister has ever had a higher approval rating in history. His husband Bruce helps revamp the Wizarding Mental Health system. * T’Challa works with Thor in the ministry, as Head Auror, where he meets his will-be wife Nakia. They are happy. * And once a month, everyone from the old gang gets together at someone’s house (Thor volunteers most times) and have a large potluck dinner and everyone laughs and talks about the old days and has a great time and they leave with full bellies and full hearts 💕

Character Houses:

* Sam Wilson * Scott Lang * Peter Parker * Peter Quill * Gamora (Prefect) * Drax * Rhodey * Thor (Prefect / Head Boy) * T’Challa * Wanda * Wade Wilson Hufflepuff: * Clint (Prefect) * Bucky Barnes (Prefect) * Bruce Banner * Mantis * Groot * Wong Ravenclaw: * Tony Stark * Shuri * Vision * Stephen Strange * Rocket * Pepper Potts (Prefect / Head Girl) * Hope Van Dyne (Prefect) Slytherin: * Loki * Natasha Romanov (Prefect) * Steve Rodgers (Prefect) * Valkeryie

#harry potter #marvel #harry potter au #marvel au #captain america #steve rodgers #iron man #tony stark #bucky barnes #guardians of the galaxy #falcon #spideypool #deadpool #peter parker #wade wilson #stucky #thor #hulk #happy

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Goddammit @onceuponanaromantic

On today’s edition of ‘Blue and Syl’s disaster AUs’,

｡+ﾟ.。+ NORMAL CHILDHOOD TUA ｡+ﾟ.。+

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They all go to the same high school

No-siblings AU except Ben and Klaus are still brothers bc I’m not splitting up my boys

Disaster ensues

Also warning I have no idea how American schools work and I go to a girls’ school and it kinda shows

Luther

School jock and you know it

probably into like. football or some shit. like the american one where body slamming is involved

Girls think he’s hot but god does he not know how to talk to girls

May or may not be dating Allison. nobody knows

Is secretly really into astronomy but shhhhh can’t have anyone thinking he’s *gasp*, a nerd

Allison

A queen

Idk how the whole popularity thing they always do in American TV works but you get the idea. She’s popular.

Probably doesn’t have as much control over her rumours so it’s more like. sometimes she suggests to teachers that they give her an extension on assignments and stuff and it works like, 70% of the time. she just assumes she’s really lucky

Sometimes she does the same thing to students when she gets frustrated enough

Darling of the theatre club

Perpetually jealous of Klaus’ makeup

Five

Insanely smart

In the science club and judges everyone

‘im judging you but not saying anything but the look on my face says you’re Wrong'

Simply doesn’t understand that other people aren’t as smart as he is like ‘why are all of you so stupid’ no you’re just too smart it’s just you Five

Aro ace and responds to every romantic dramaTM ever with *aggressive eyerolling*

Breaks like 12 rules every day but never gets caught

It’s hard to get caught by teachers for anything when you can just teleport away from the teacher

The kind of kid who’d skip those god awful assembly talks by sitting in a toilet for an hour but instead he just teleports to the school roof and reads

Probably would pull off my personal ‘fuck the system’ dream of like.. escaping being caught for something by a teacher by running out of the school gates before the teacher could get at him

Ben

Klaus’ brother

Ace

Parent hc: he and Klaus were adopted by Hazel and Agnes (because this is a fix-it AU and the commission doesn’t exist)

Mostly because you’d need parents with their level of bullshit tolerance to deal with both a. child who sees people who aren’t there b. child with eldritch tentacles coming out of his stomach

It’s okay he only uses the bentacles to like. grab stuff off high shelves

Quiet book kid

Diego’s closet key

Diego

Disaster bi

‘I don’t think that’s how physics works’ levels of good at sports

that’s actually not how physics works but shhhh

Insane baseball pitcher probably

Doesn’t get as many girls as Luther but he’s okay with it

He’s just trying to impress one specific girl

Yeah it’s Eudora

Had a brief crush on Ben and was literally too awkward to say anything so he just sort of sat around suffering for like a year (Ben never notices)

“Oh god he’s cute well guess I’ll die”

Klaus

He’s here and he’s queer

In some musical elective with Vanya

He plays piano

So for performances the boys were supposed to get suits and the girls get gowns but Klaus and Vanya took one look at their outfits, said ‘ew’ and decided to switch

Klaus redesigns the gown with like, 300% more glitter

Biggass crush on Dave, a senior

Big history nerd but partly because he can use his powers to cheat on history exams

I feel like. Hazel and Agnes would actually figure out that he can actually see dead people cuz ‘hell, our other son can summon lovecraft horrors from another dimension, it’s safe to assume we can just take this stuff at face value at this point’

Figured out Diego’s crush on Ben because at some point he mentioned offhand ‘oh did you know crushes last 11 months on average’ and Diego blurts out ‘thANK GOD’

Vanya

Raised by single mom Grace bc hell yeah Grace

Ben and Klaus’ neighbour which is why they’re really close

G a y

Bonds with Five because ~physics nerds~

It helps that she can use her powers to like.. float to Five’s new hiding spots. Eventually he stops changing them because Vanya always finds him anyway so what’s the point

Violin legend

After she exchanged outfits with Klaus like her Suit Look became an instant hit

Eudora’s closet key

Other stuff

Five Vanya and Ben have this special Spot on the second floor of this old lecture hall in their school where they can sit around and read and talk about ‘nerd’ stuff without being disturbed

(based off personal experience cuz there’s this like lecture hall-ish room in our school with a second floor that nobody uses ever and the door is in this super ominous looking corner behind the library so no student in their right minds would go inside and explore out of curiosity or whatever. its great.)

Klaus would tag along because come on he’s always going where Ben’s going

After he finds out about Diego’s crush he’d drag Diego along too partly just to watch him Suffer

From then on that place became the Disaster Queers club

Also yes Eudora and Dave’s in this AU

Bi Eudora who used to have a squish on Vanya bc come on her in a suit. badass.

Dave’s a senior who was very much het lagged until he saw Klaus performing and, well, the rest is history

Still very much in the closet afterwards (hc that his family isn’t... vv accepting) until Klaus introduced him to the rest of the Disaster Queers club like ‘cmon we’re all gay here’

Out of all the disasters, Dave was the only one with the guts to confess

He bought this bigass bouquet of flowers and gave them to Klaus after a recital to ask him out

Klaus’ response was to immediately burst into tears

Ben, freaking out: what did you do????!

Dave, confused: ask him out???

#tua #the umbrella academy #umbrella academy #luther hargreeves #allison hargreeves #diego hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #ben hargree #number five #vanya hargreeves #dave katz #eudora patch #well technically it would be ben and klaus rofa in this au but anyway #diego's crush on ben is almost entirely based off my crush on my classmate last year #so really me writing diego in this au is just me shaming my past self #five in this au is like... a combination of three of my science club seniors #an insanely smart one + an intensely judgmental one + an immensely dead insde one #the 'klaus cheats on history exams' idea is based off this convo i had with syl last year about like #students summoning the ghosts of dictators to ask them questions about their history notes #i think bc i was complaining about not knowing whether it was called the october or november revolution?#and syl suggesting just /asking stalin/

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fabulizemag · 7 years

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It was a wild weekend… Kerri stumbles in the house around 2:45 am. He’s not even shy about it either. He walks in the living and kitchen, turns on all the lights and blasts the music. Now, the floors are thumping and Kerri is cooking and trying to make another drink. Lizz wakes up to the aroma of food and can tell it’s Kerri cooking. She strolls into the living room and bops past the loud music that is filling the entire floor. “Kerri, it’s way too late to blasting music this loud. You can hear it on the entire floor!” Lizz screamed to Kerri. “You hungry, beautiful? I’m making the best mac and cheese right now.” Kerri ignoring the loud music and Lizz’ yelling is too preoccupied with his savory thoughts to care about anything or anybody for that matter. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM.BOOM. BOOM! A hard knock on the front door and Lizz looks up and looks a bit disheveled Kerri struts to the door to find his neighbor complaining about the music. As he opens the door, his fiery neighbor is already cursing him out and threating to call the cops. Kerri welcomes the challenge. “Don’t come knocking on this f*cking door complaining about the music,” Kerri barked. Kerri, already drunk, is ready to fight his neighbor in the middle of the night. As his neighbor eyes grew wider and rage, Kerri smirked then shoved him and next thing you know, they were fighting in the living room. Of course, Lizz watched. Initially, she was the voice of reason but she secretly likes watching Kerri fight. She loves seeing him get riled up and sweaty. She might secretly be crushing on bad boy Kerri. Later that day… Jessel, Judy, and Billie show up to welcome the new kids on the block. What started off as a warm welcoming to fruit cake, turned into a real quick, flirt session exchange between Judy and Pierre. Cocoa entertained the flirting between the two as she was flirting with Billie but Billie wasn’t interested at all. Billie felt uncomfortable and doesn’t trust them. “So, what do you think? I think he’s sweet, B,” Judy trying to read Billie’s face for reassurance feels the judgmental stare her friend is giving her. “Smiitch?! Are you serious? Did we not hear those people in the lobby talking about them fighting last night over music? Ugh. I am so not interested, at all. Can we just leave this hard ass fruitcake and bounce?” Billie is visibly bothered and concerned. It’s not hard to feel comfortable when you are in someone’s home you heard beat his new neighbor to a bloody pulp and they were in the wrong. Judy still searching for hope Billie will reassure her that Pierre is a hottie, but Billie, not bothered by his looks tries to bring Judy back to reality. “Judz, he is doofy, his girlfriend is so extra and full of herself and I think their friend was on the news for robbing a woman on the Metro. These people are mixxy as hell,” Billie declared. Billie more interested in watching her jewelry and trying to plan an escape route grows frustration with Judy’s open and aggressive flirty conversations with Pierre. As Billie eases closer to the front door, she sees Judy and Pierre both talking to her. She then sees Cocoa scuffing in the corner while looking dead in her face. Cocoa eyes her up and down and walks down the corridor to the other end of the luxury condo. Billie watches Cocoa sashays into the undisclosed corner of the house. Pierre excuses himself to go to the bathroom and Judy has the biggest smile on her face. “He just wants to talk. There is no harm in that, B.” Judy tries to calm her friend over the possible bad decision she’s about to make. “What the fuck does he want to talk to you about, Judz? You just met his girlfriend,” Billie is over it. “B, he explained to me that they are in an open relationship. He dates other people and so does she. It’s not big deal, plus me and Josh aren’t exclusive. I’m open to something different,” Judy explained. “Can we leave?” “Sure, B. Let’s go. I promise to come home and tell you everything. "I guess, I’m going to the gym.” Pierre and Judy gazed under the stars outside the local pub. Judy found it interesting he’d taken her to a Ladies Night bar to talk. It is a pleasant night though and the two decided to stargaze. “I know it looks complicated and weird and I will admit that it is, but I do love Cocoa. I always have and I always will. But at the same time, I love people. I love being able to vibe with others and sometimes, I vibe with them so well other things happen. And that doesn’t make me a bad person, it makes me a Sim.” Judy seemed receptive to his open and free way of interpreting love and partners and her interest was piqued. She decided to drown out the drunken people in the bar and ignore the bugs crawling up her legs and give Pierre her undivided attention. Pierre didn’t stay with Judy long. He just wanted to talk to her and get a feel for the aspiring author. He liked her for sure. He liked her warm, sparkling eyes and her ample, curvaceous frame. He admired her curiosity and found her assertiveness pleasing. He was entranced but her aromatic energy. She smelled like fresh apples and spices straight from the city’s fest. She had the type of energy that was the polar opposite of Cocoa. He finally felt like he could relax but at that moment, Judy reminded him of someone he likes. “Thanks for stopping by, Pierre. It’s been a minute. You look good. Judy sounds cool and cute as fuck. You should keep her around if you can.” Pierre figured Cocoa was probably off with her girls or on a date. When he left, she was sleeping. When Cocoa sleeps in early, that usually means she will be out all night. In fact, Pierre was counting on it. But little did he know, Cocoa was already invited to the local pub with her friends to meet some people off of social media. While Pierre was outside, Cocoa was already inside being her extra self. Cocoa saw Pierre first and then saw Judy. She wanted to surprise them with her date but never saw them enter the pub. Cocoa didn’t want to blow her cover, so she couldn’t investigate further. Was it possible they just saw each other in passing? Pierre was trying to shake his head out of the daze he was in and stared at Rocko’s mouth. Rocko always made him feel better. Rocko was one of the more nicest and honest sims he knows and he’s also level-headed. Pierre met Rocko at a party in college. Rocko played football on the rival team. Unlike the other jocks at the party that was dancing and drinking, Rocko played the scene and chilled in a corner. Pierre wanted to disappear and ended up in the same corner with Rocko. They chatted and next thing you know they were hanging out all the time. Even though he went to a school in Oasis Spring, they stayed connected. Rocko is the only person he texts late at night and sends funny gifs and memes too. He appreciates him for not being so hung up on their relationship. status. He likes to keep it fluid and free. In a lot of ways, he really likes Rocko and hopes to have him in his life forever. Rocko is his ride or die and he knows he will fight for and with him. Sometimes, Pierre wished things were easier. In a perfect world. Pierre would date whomever he wishes without any confusion. He wouldn’t feel bound to one individual more than another. He would be able to enjoy people at his own pace without explanation. “Why wouldn’t she like you? You’re handsome, sexy and sweet. That’s why I like you”, Rocko revealed. Pierre couldn’t help but blush. As much as Pierre enjoyed Rocko’s company, he just wasn’t in the mood and he could feel the ether Cocoa had for him at home. Pierre paced a little bit in the hallway before walking into the house. Cocoa sent him a series of text messages that gave the impression she wasn’t too happy with him. Is it possible one of her friends saw him and Judy together? Days like this it seems like it would be best to move out. For all the days he’s madly in love with Cocoa, there are equally difficult days where he doesn’t want to even be bothered. Tonight might be one of those nights. Pierre walked in and saw Cocoa preparing a meal. She looked like she was making dinner for a group. “Hey, love, who is here? Whatever you are making it sure smells delicious”, Pierre said. Cocoa was preparing some mac and cheese and she was trying to finalize her emotions with everything she saw tonight. Was she mad at Pierre? No, she’s not mad but her sense of possessions overwhelms her at times. She wants Pierre to be wildly jealous of her for some reason while having the ability to court, flirt and make out with anyone she chooses. And why she shouldn’t she? She’s Cocoa Stack, and she’s the most noted model to ever live in Sim City. She has one of the biggest condos and she has a hot boyfriend, why would she risk it all just so she could feel superior to others? Because she can, that’s why. “I hope you had fun on your ‘little’ date”, Cocoa snapped. But she started laughing heartily because she was joking and she loves being playful at random times with Pierre. Pierre’s reaction tickled Cocoa senseless and she seemed upbeat to Pierre. Cocoa has nothing to worry about. She wasn’t worried or pressed. In fact, she was going to embrace it. She wants to meet Judy, again, but under her conditions. Billie took an early morning yoga class and had brunch with her workout partner. She was ranting about Judy’s reckless love life and continues to be conflicted on whether or not she should really stand up about her feelings about it or just watch from afar. “Judy and I have been roommates and friends for the past year. I really like her and I think she is so talented but sometimes, I feel like she lives in her heard, you know?” Billie looked over the menu. She wasn’t really hungry, but she was getting upset. Billie can be very overprotective when it comes to her friends and loved ones. As the friends are waiting for their order, Billie glances at her social media. She’s looking at Judy’s updates and shaking her head. “She posting pics now. She didn’t even talk to me last night and I went to bed late. I don’t understand how she falls so fast?” Her workout partner looks at her with concern. “Maybe it’s just playful. She’s also a writer so it’s normal for her to be imaginative. I bet she creates some great new pieces!”, she said. Billie, lost in her thoughts just doesn’t want her friend caught up with these particular people. “ I think Cocoa’s roommate robbed a person. I saw it on the news. I just don’t like them.” As their food arrives, Billie gets a text from one of her other gym pals. Cocoa will be the lead model in the local fitness ad. Billie thought about being a backup dancer but she doesn’t even know if she wants to be bothered now. It’s not that she is jealous of Cocoa because let’s face it; Billie is just as beautiful. Billie just doesn’t think Judy deserves all the extra package over a man. And it’s not like Judy is short of men, she is dating someone but it seems as if Judy is missing something. Or perhaps, this is all just some weird projection on Billie’s part? Maybe she is jealous of Judy?

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Sims Big Brother, Bitch! Season 1, Episode 2

Rose: “Hello, world, and welcome back to Sims Big Brother! (What was that? Oh, okay.) Sorry, welcome back to Sims Big Brother, Bitch! Last time, we met our fourteen houseguests, and Cole was the winner of the Head of Household competition. Who will he nominate, and who will win the veto competition? Find out right now on Sims Big Brother, Bitch!

Cole: “So, I just won HoH, and I’m totally hyped. I get to pick two people to go home, and I’m totally safe this week. It’s like I’m living the dream up in here.”

“This is definitely not what I had in mind when for my HoH room...”

“Well, beggars can’t be choosers, I guess. The room is pretty big.”

“And the bed is decent, I guess. Better than what everyone else gets.”

“Eh, I guess it’s alright. Better than being a Have-Not.” *The door opens* “Huh?”

Bebe: “Oh. What are you doing in here?” Cole: “Me? I’m HoH, princess, this is my room. And only my room, might I add.” Bebe: “Hmph. I wasn’t under the impression that this room was exclusive or something.” Cole: “Have you seen the show? That’s pretty much the exact purpose of it.”

Bebe: “Well, that’s stupid. I feel like this room should be given to the prettiest one here. Not some meathead jock like you.” Cole: “Are you kidding me? You realize I can put you on the block and send you home, right?”

Bebe: “Aww, you’re so cute! You think I’m gonna be going home if you put me on the block!” Cole: “I wouldn’t get so cocky if I were you...” Bebe: “You’re just worried that I’m gonna stay and end up targeting you next week!” Cole: “What!? That’s probably the least of my worries right now. Unless you somehow win the veto or something, I’m placing my bets that you’re going home 100% this week. I’ll see you at the nomination ceremony, okay, princess?” Bebe: “Lovely! I’m quite looking forward to it~”

Cole: “This whole time I’m thinking: “Is this girl serious right now?” I don’t know why she feels the need to start this whole petty drama night one. I swear, I’m gonna do everything that I can to get her out this week. I wanna wipe that smug grin off of her face.”

Bebe: “Tata for now, big boy~ Can’t wait for my supposed eviction!”

Cole: “God, she’s horrible. Rich girls like her are all the same.” *The door opens once again...* Cole: “I swear, if this is someone else coming to argue...”

Teddy: “Hey, Cole! It’s me, Teddy!” Cole: “Oh, hey, man. What’s up?”

Teddy: “I just wanted to come and congratulate you on winning HoH! You did awesome, man.” Cole: “Oh, thanks, I guess.” Teddy: “You doing okay, man?” Cole: “Yeah, it’s whatever. Just kinda pissed off.” Teddy: “Well, don’t worry! I’ve got an idea that’ll cheer you up!”

Teddy: “Okay, so this is a little embarrassing to admit, but I totally have a man crush on Cole. He’s athletic, he’s pretty smart, and he’s cool, too... Not that I’m gay for him or anything, but uh... I just really wanna work with him. That’s it.”

Teddy: “So, what I was thinking was that the two of us should secretly team up. Y’know, I scratch your back, you scratch mine? We keep each other safe, and play for each other.” Cole: “So like a Final 2 deal?” Teddy: “Yeah, sure! Since it is just the two of us... What do you think?”

Cole: “I could see that working out. We’re both pretty strong and smart, we could have a shot at this.” Teddy: “Okay, but uh... keep it lowkey, okay?” Cole: “Lowkey? Why?”

Teddy: “Well, if people found out that two of the strongest guys in the house were working together... let’s just say that’d put a huge target on our back...” Cole: “Whatever you say, man.”

Bebe: “Honestly, that whole thing with Cole was to get him to underestimate me. Yeah, I’m gonna end up on the block for it, but I’m smarter than these houseguests think I am. I can pull through. I just need to keep up this snotty rich girl act, so the whole house doesn’t see me as a threat. It’s a solid strategy, right?”

Leon: “So, are you nervous about nominations, Stella?” Stella: “Definitely. I really don’t wanna go up this early on. I’m worried Cole’s gonna see me as a weak player and put me up on the block.” Leon: “Same. I was the first out in the HoH competition, so people here definitely think I’m the weakest link.” Stella: “But, I mean, if you’re weak, they’re gonna want to keep you, right? Because they know they can win against you.”

Leon: “Yeah, you’re right. I’ve seen people get evicted before for being strong and weak, so I guess it just depends on what Cole’s mindset is. How’s the drink, by the way?” Stella: “It’d be smarter for him to get out some of the stronger players first. Especially Bebe. She lasted until the end, and she’s kind of a jerk, too. I heard Cole talking with Teddy last night about how she just came into his HoH room and bitched at him. Not a smart move, in my opinion. Also, the drink is really good. Thanks!” Leon: “Yeah, Bebe’s definitely not... the easiest to get along. She’s got that whole stereotypical rich girl about her. Pretty, but mean, and only cares about herself. She seems to be playing to win, though.” Stella: “No kidding. Most people don’t normally go so hard for the first HoH.”

*The door opens*

Pat: “Oh, good are we talking about Bebe in here? I swear, that girl really gets on my nerves.”

Pat: “Mind if I join you guys?” *Stella and Leon look at each other* Stella: “Oh, uh... sure, Pat.”

Leon: “I really do love Pat with all of my heart, but...”

Stella: “Y’know, Pat is really sweet, but... she can be a bit...”

Leon: “She’s definitely obnoxious.”

Stella: “She just kinda... doesn’t shut up. Sorry! If you’re watching this in the future, Pat, I really don’t want to be mean to you!”

Pat: “I swear, that girl is always getting on my nerves, all she does is complain and complain! It’s, like, girl are you serious? This is a game, no one’s gonna be comfortable here, because we’re all scared we’ve all got a chance to go on the block, and we’ve all gotta stay in this house for however long......” *Leon and Stella give each other a look as they start to tune her out.* Leon: (Does she ever shut up?) Stella: (Leon, come on, don’t be rude) Leon: (It’s just... once she starts, she can’t stop... I wouldn’t mind if she went home this week...) Pat: “Hey, are you guys even listening to me?? I can see you whispering over there!” Leon: “Oh, yeah! We’re listening, Pat!”

Pat: “So, anyways, I was saying...” Stella: (*sigh* Here we go again....)

Louie: “So, since entering the house, I feel like me, Eddie, and Newt have been getting along pretty well. We’ve pretty much just been playing cards nonstop, but I think we’ve gotten to know each other pretty well. It definitely helps keep our mind off of the nomination ceremony that’s looming over us...”

Eddie: “Alright, fellas, lemme ask you something: out of every girl in this house, which one do you think is the hottest?” Newt: “Eddie, you dog, man. How am I supposed to choose just one?” Eddie: “Right? What do you think, Louie?” Louie: “God, do I have to choose? I guess.. Leah. She looked pretty hot in that bikini yesterday.”

Leah: “Ew, don’t talk about me like that.” Newt: “Maaan, you just got busted!” Louie: “Shit, uh, sorry, Leah. Didn’t mean it that way” Leah: “Yeah, sure. What are you guys playing? Mind if I join?” Eddie: “Not at all, girl. Come take a seat!”

Leah: “So, who do you guys think is going up?” Newt: “Pat and Bebe, hands down. They’re the only ones who have done anything worthy of being put up on the block, in my opinion.” Eddie: “Damn, not Bebe! She’s one of the hottest ones here!” Leah: “You know that a woman’s attractiveness shouldn’t mean whether they get to stay or not...” Eddie: “Pff, I’d rather have someone who’s good to look at than some fat old lady.”

Leah: “You’re gross. But, yeah, you make a good point, Newt. With Bebe blowing up at Cole last night and Pat just generally being... obnoxious, I can’t see Cole wanting to put up anyone else.” Louie: “We’ll see, though. So long as it isn’t me or one of you guys, I don’t really care who goes up.” Eddie: “Same here, man. If one of you guys is up there and I win veto, I’ll definitely take you down.”

Cole: “Hey, guys, it’s time for the nomination ceremony.” Eddie: “Be there in a sec, man. C’mon, let’s wrap this up.”

....

Cole: “Welcome to the very first nomination ceremony of this season. As the Head of Household, I must nominate two houseguests for eviction this week, as well as choose three Have-Nots.”

Cole: “My first nomination is.......”

Cole: “Bebe.” Bebe: “Hah. I already knew that.”

Cole: “My second nominee is...”

Cole: “Pat.” Pat: “Huh? Well, whatever you say, I guess...” Cole: “Could the two of you please take a seat.”

Cole: “Bebe, I have nominated you, due to you complaining about everything, fighting with me, and being kind of a jerk to everyone. You were also the runner up in the HoH competition. Pat, I have nominated you due to receiving multiple complaints from houseguests about how loud you are, and how you don’t shut up.” *The houseguests chuckle.* Cole: “ Additionally, I have chosen Bebe, Rhea, and Teddy to be Have-Nots. And with that, this nomination ceremony is adjourned.”

Bebe: “Guess who got nominated! At least I get to play in Veto! Now, I just need to act all pissed, and everyone will think I’m just a dumb brat!”

Bebe: “This sucks! Why should I be nominated against Pat!? I mean, she obviously deserves to go home more than I do!” Rhea: “Yes, it is quite the dilemma, isn’t it? You have my vote, though. I’m sure most people want Pat out, anyways. She’s like a hyena. She’s loud, always cackling, and never shuts up. I would love to see her go home.” Bebe: “Same. All I can say is, the minute I win Head of Household, Cole’s gonna be on that block.”

Bebe: “I mean, who does he think he is!? Nominating me of all people!? Doesn’t he know that my dad can sue him at any minute? He’ll regret this.” Rhea: “I’m sure he will.”

Sarah: “Is everything alright in here? I could sense some bad auras when I was in the kitchen.” Rhea: “Ah, yes, everything is fine, Sarah. Bebe was just venting to me about being nominated. Bebe: “It’s stupid! I just don’t get why he’d want to nominate me!?”

Sarah: “Bebe, listen to me. I had a vision, right after he nominated you. I saw someone going home. It was hard to tell, but I knew it wasn’t you.” Bebe: “So, I’m not going home?” Sarah: “I don’t believe so. My visions are never wrong.” Rhea: “That doesn’t mean you can just lay around, though. If you don’t win Veto, you need to campaign as hard as you can. But, you’re off to a good start. It seems you have two votes to stay already.” Bebe: “You’re right. I’m not gonna go without a fight. Cole can’t send me home so easily.” (The next day.)

Rose: “Hello, houseguests! It’s almost time for the Power of Veto competition! But first, we need three randomly selected houseguests to play. These houseguests will be...”

“Leah, Stella, and....”

“Eddie! Please get ready for the Veto competition, and good luck to you all!”

Sarah: “Hello, houseguests, and welcome to the BB Art Gallery, the destination of your very first Veto competition!”

“Inside the room next to you, you will find several posters hung up on the wall.”

“Each wall has the posters arranged in a specific order.”

“Your goal for this competition is to recreate each wall exactly in your own room. You will have a minute to observe the posters on the walls.”

“Each room has its own box, containing every poster you need. You will have 30 minutes to arrange the posters into the exact positions they were in the room. Once 30 minutes has passed, the person with the most correctly placed posters will be the winner!”

Sarah: “Are you ready to play Poster Perfect!?”

Pat: “I feel like people are going to underestimate me in this competition. They think that just because I’m the oldest one here, I’m not gonna be able to memorize some posters, but they’re mistaken. For my old mind, I’ve got quite a sharp memory!”

*The houseguests carefully observe the posters in the room, taking note of which poster is where.*

*One minute passes*

Sarah: “Alright, houseguests! It’s time for you to head to your rooms to decorate your own room!”

“On your marks!!! Get set!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

*The houseguests scramble to grab their posters out of their boxes*

Leah: “Okay, I definitely know that these two were next to each other. But where do the others go...?”

Pat: “Alright, I’m definitely sure that this is where these go. 100%.”

Cole: “God, I’m really just winging this, aren’t I? This is harder than I thought.”

Bebe: “Ugh, I can’t remember which poster overlapped which... Can I go back and look at that room again?”

Eddie: “Already got a whole wall done! Nice going, Eddie.”

Stella: “*sighs* This is so nervewracking. It’s been ten minutes and I’ve only hung up a couple posters... There’s still so many left in the box. There’s no way I’m winning this.” Sarah: “Houseguests, you now have fifteen minutes to complete the challenge.” Stella: “Crap, only fifteen minutes!? I’ve just gotta throw these up there, I guess...”

Pat: “Alright, halfway done and I already have two walls almost finished. This’ll be cake!”

Cole: “God, I really have no idea what I’m doing, do I? Let’s just hope I get lucky here...”

Bebe: “Alright, let’s just make some finishing touches on this wall, and...” Sarah: “Houseguests!!! Please pin up your last poster and meet me outside where we will tally your scores!”

Sarah: “Welcome back, houseguests! It’s time to find out what your scores are! Let’s start with... Eddie!”

“Eddie, out of a possible 17 points you earned....

7!” Eddie: “Eh, not too bad. Could’ve done better.”

Sarah: “Bebe, you’re next! The score to beat is 7! Out of 17 points, you got...

14! This means you are currently in the lead” Bebe: “Yes! Take that, Cole!”

Sarah: “Stella, you’re next. In order to be in the running to win Power of Veto, you must have more than 14 points. Out of 17 points, you got....

3.” Stella: “Oh, okay. At least it wasn’t 0 like I thought....” Sarah: “Since your score was lower than 14, you are not eligible to win.”

Sarah: “Pat, you’re next! In order to be in the running you must have more than 14 points. Out of 17 points, you got........

17! A perfect score! This means you are currently the holder of the Power of Veto!” Pat: “Hah! Yes!!”

Sarah: “Leah, in order to move onto a tiebreaker round to win the Power of Veto, you must have a perfect score. Out of 17 points you scored....

16! Aw, so close!!” Leah: “Aw, man! I almost did it, too...”

Sarah: “And last but not least is our current Head of Household: Cole! In order to move onto a tiebreaker round, you must have a perfect score. Out of 17 points, you got....

8!” Cole: “Guess I better start thinking of a new nominee, huh?”

Sarah: “Congratulations, Pat! This means that you are the winner of the Power of Veto!”

Pat: “Oh my God, I did it! I won something!!” Leah: “Congrats, girl!” Stella: “You totally deserve it!”

Bebe: “Hmph... that should’ve been my Power of Veto...”

Next time, on Sims Big Brother, Bitch, find out who Cole will put up as his replacement nominee, and who will be the first evicted from the Big Brother house! It’s all here on Sims Big Brother, Bitch!

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