#like i was convinced. 100% convinced i was not only failing this exam but failing the entire class

[wewontbesleeping]

well. i took the exam i've been dreading all week, so much so that i put it off until the very last moment and got a 10 point late penalty. and i got 92%. i'm. so fucking shocked. lol.

[rafayelism]

dating the love and deepspace boys | domestic moments

featuring: rafayel, xavier, and zayne x gn!reader

(´• ω •`) ♡ modern au! can you guys tell raf is my favorite..?

rafayel

a year younger than you. lies to everyone (including you) that he’s actually two years your senior. you only found out he was younger than you when you met his parents, who have his birth certificate framed. 

hates cats. despises them. they fill him with rage (fear). says he’s allergic (he’s lying).

“oh shit raf, this sucks! i guess you can’t move in with me.. i have cats”

“...you have cats?”

“yeah. 3.”

“i’m not allergic. i can move in tonight.”

chronically online. minoring in marine biology and majoring in annoying you. texts you over 200 times a day and if you don’t respond, he’s faking a horrible chronic illness. again. it’s amnesia on wednesdays, appendicitis on thursdays, chronic migraines on fridays… etc..

he has 2 followers on his private twitter. you and thomas. 

over 700k followers on instagram for some reason? he sells paintings on depop (he says it's depop but you’re convinced he sells them for heinous prices on the black market) 

cooks on occasion? has an apron that says kiss me im irish (he's not irish?) made you a tuna cupcake once?? 

pescatarian. not in the vegan/vegetarian way where he refuses to eat red meat but because he’s absolutely feral over fish. (is this cannibalism? he says its not)

lives in a 2 bedroom apartment with you but doesn’t use his bedroom. says your bed is comfier. turned his bedroom into a painting studio (IT’S for the black market you say!!) and sleeps with you. 

“raf,” you sigh. “don’t you have.. homework or something?” 

he sits between your legs, back against your chest as he scrolls through his phone. 

“yeah,” he says. you flick the back of his head because you know he’s smirking. “it’s called assignment: you. due in two minutes.” 

with his free hand, he reaches back mindlessly to grab yours. you sigh, fingers intertwining with his, a reflex as he leans his head back. his eyes meet yours and you can’t help but laugh. 

“well?” you ask, brushing his hair out of his eyes as he squeezes your hand. “what are the assignment details?” 

he chews on the bottom of his lip as he thinks, humming while his eyes wander across your face. he swings your interlocked hands in circles. it’s raining outside, the heater is on, and rafayel is warm like hot chocolate. 

“what?” he says, his cheeks a tinge pink. “you’re looking at me like that again.” a pause. he turns, his head now buried in your chest.

“just studying my homework.” you say, hands instinctively wrapping around his back. the laundry machine is running in the background, rain is falling against the window, and you faintly hear your rice cooker dinging in the kitchen. home, you think, is with rafayel.

“i can hear your heartbeat.” he says, voice muffled. “it’s super fast. you like me or something?” 

“i really like you.” you say, without skipping a beat. rafayel groans into your chest, sighing in discontent. 

“no fair. i’m supposed to be the flirter.” 

you press a kiss onto the top of his head and you feel his body melt into yours. the two of you fall into a warm silence, his breath steady as he traces paintings into your neck. 

“raf?” you mumble, eyes drooping. he hums in response. “did you pass your assignment?” 

he smiles. “with flying colors.” 

xavier

chronic napper. (yapper?) 

has 100 late assignments. failing all of his classes yet got into the top university in your country because he got a perfect score on his entrance exams. you thought he was a nepo baby (turns out he’s just.. smart?)

his procrastination rubs off on you… he is the WORST distraction and he knows it. so smug about it and uses it to his own advantage. will perch on top of you when you’re studying and kiss down your neck until you go to sleep with him. 

lives in the apartment on top of yours but is at your house most days, if not all. you ask him to move in.

“am i not already.. living with you?” 

“don’t you still have your apartment, though?”

“yeah..?”

 is that good for the economy?? is it financially smart? not at all, but he’s too lazy to move out and put his apartment up for lease. 

xavier sleeps with his legs entangled with yours and his arms wrapped tightly around your chest. the air conditioning hums in the background as you scroll mindlessly on your phone, dimming the brightness as you hear xavier stir. 

“sorry xav, did i wake you up?” you ask. he doesn’t respond, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he glares at your phone. 

“xavier?” you question, swallowing a laugh at his ruffled hair and disheveled clothes. 

“phone down.” he says, voice raspy with sleep and an octave lower than usual. you raise an eyebrow at him. 

“can i get a pretty please in this economy?” 

xavier’s eyes narrow as he snatches your phone away, snoozing the device and placing it on the nightstand next to you. his lips ghost your neck, pressing kisses against your skin as he mumbles incoherently in the dark of your bedroom. 

“xavier-” you breathe, giggling at the sensation. “that tickles!” 

he nips at your neck. 

“bedtime. now.” 

zayne

3 years older than you 

he literally has his whole life together at 27 which scares you so much

“my credit card is your credit card” typa boyfriend

cooks. cleans. has a 9-5. you’re interning at the hospital that he works at (he’s head doctor!!)

you’re just a sweet little intern and zayne is the big bad monster!! everyone at work thinks he hates you because he’s extra strict on you. doesn’t give you any special treatment, ‘ignores’ you most days (but also slips meals into your locker and hands you heat packs on cold days in the hospital)

no one knows he’s dating you until one day someone sees you leaving in zaynes car. 

“oh, you carpool with doctor zayne?”

“huh? no, we live together.”

“you WHAT???”

he’s a virgo……. erm……

the two of you get ready together in the morning. his guard is down when he’s sleepy and he’ll cling to you as he brushes his teeth and does his hair.

you wake up to the cold night breeze, blinking the sleep out of your eyes and shivering as you scan your surroundings. you yelp as you meet the attentive gaze of your boyfriend. 

“huh? whuh? huh?” you splutter, squirming as zayne holds you tighter. he’s carrying you bridal style in his arms, his jacket around your shoulders as the two of you walk to his car. you see the bright lights of akso hospital fading away behind the two of you. 

“it’s two am,” he says calmly, placing you down gently as he opens your car door for you. “you waited for my shift to end. again.” 

you smile bashfully, rubbing the back of your head. “well, i didn’t wanna just leave you!” 

zayne clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, eyebrows furrowed but gaze warm. he guides you into your seat, clicking your seatbelt in place. 

“you can nap on the way home,” he says, closing the door and sliding into his side of the car. 

the heater’s on already- courtesy of his super expensive electric car. he fastens his own seatbelt and hands you a hot tea and bread from the hospital vending machine. 

“drink up. doctor’s orders.” 

you grin before he leans over to press a kiss on your lips. 

“thank you for waiting for me.”

[ma3mae]

Hi, can I request? I'm actually doing an exam and yeah it almost finished but I didn't finished 100%. Can you do a scenario where the reader is overthinking about the exam that she submitted. When I didn't finished I was like overthinking that I'm useless, failed, worthless, etc. ( i did that because I thought I can upgrade this semester but turns out I'm failed.) Thankyou so much of you can write this thing for me! (Also can I get a cuddle from Chuuya 🥺🥺🥺)

"Exams are a hassle"

Summary: Exams have been stressing you out for weeks now so how does your boyfriend comfort you? (Chuuya x Reader)

Genre: plenty of fluff but also a bit depressing ^ anon request tells u why

Warnings: a bit of self loathing and sleep deprivation bc exams are the best booster for self confidence I FEEL U ANON

A/N: thank you for your request!! I hope this will somehow be able to lift you up 😩✋ you can do it, anon!! Soon you'll be done and then u can relax and enter bsd brainrot again. Also didnt proofread this bc im writing this in a car so the nausea is lowkey kicking in 😩😩 hope this doesnt seem rushed omggg

Part 2 : In sickness and health

Nakahara Chuuya

our cheeto boy finally coming home after a normal day work

Like comepletely annihilating a mini terrorist organisation LMAO 🤡

he comes home to find yourself on the same spot and legit same position on the couch he has last seen you like FKING 12 HOURS AGO???

is instantly baffled and worried because??

"Are you seriously STILL preparing for your exam?? Don't you need a break??"

he immediately shuts himself up tho as he just sees the dark bags under your eyes and the red eyes and oh no :((

a sniffle follows as you bury ur face into your hands and this BOY IS JUMPING across the room to get to you

Jk but hes instantly by your side and cradling you in his arms

h-his light? the love of his life??? HATING HERSELF???? BC OF AN EXAM?????

u know what that means 🚓🚓🚓🚓🚓🚓

Jk no jail

Hes gonna come at you WITH FACTS THO 😤✋

********

Exhaustion was weighting onto you like nothing else. Your eyes were hurting at this point from having to look at the same screen for weeks now, only taking breaks to go to the toilet or either drown yourself in energy drink or coffee.

Your boyfriend would often be absent because of his work and he'd support you as always. You saw the worry in his eyes and he would ask if you'd like his help or if there's anything he could do for you.

But you kept refusing him since he had already enough on his shoulders in your eyes. He was probably even more tired than you yet still managed to shine so brightly whenever he'd look at you with so much adoration in his eyes for you, no matter how horrible his day went.

Slowly but surely felt something bubbling up inside you.

"No... I can't deal with this right now." you tried to convince yourself as you swallowed the lump inside your throat.

You looked at the time on the screen of your PC, trying to see through the blur infront of your eyes.

3:47am

Fuck, you were tired. You just wanted to quit everything, cry yourself to sleep and finally be at peace but no. This shitty exam just had to be one of the most important events in your life and you really couldn't fuck this one up.

As you buried your face in your hands, you could faintly hear keys rustling outside the door.

No! I can't let him see me like this!

Yet your tears just wouldn't stop and soon enough you heard him enter.

"Hey, doll. What the hell, you're still awake? I told you to just go to sl-!"

You didn't want to answer him. No, you simply couldn't even if you wanted to.

Only mere seconds passed before you felt gloved hands grasp both of your hands.

"Sweetheart... Listen to me."

You merely shook your head as he watched your shoulders tremble.

Clicking his tounge, he lifted you up with ease, pulling a sudden yelp out of you.

"No, Chuuya. Please put me back, I have to g-"

"Y/N, just listen to me for one damn time."

How could you refuse him? When you could feel his warmth so close to you.

Yet your guilt was frankly consuming your whole being. You could hear it in his voice.

Was he angry? Annoyed?

Because of you?

You just wanted to get through this exam by yourself. How could you burden him when he had already enough on his own plate. He didn't need someome like you just adding more onto it.

"I'm sorry, Chuu..."

You felt him sit down onto the couch, the soft light of the screen illuminating the space.

"For what?" He whispered to you as he began to rub circles onto your back.

"It's just..."

A sigh escaped as you felt his hands grasp yours, finally letting him see you fully for the first time and yet the sight made your heart clench.

"No, none of that shit anymore, alright? If you want to rant about it then rant. If you want to cry about it then cry. But no way in hell can you expect me to sit back any longer. It already went on for long enough these past few weeks. You need a break, Y/N. "

There he was.

The love of your life, wearing his heart on his sleeve for you as he poured it out.

Always being honest with you and laying himself bare.

Its what made you fall in love with him but you couldn't deny that you envied that part of him too.

Yet he always managed to make it a part of you too with words alone.

"But I can't. I'm afraid, Chuuya. Afraid that I'll fail this. Because then what? I don't know what I'm supposed to do if the worst would happen. I just-!"

You couldn't see anything anymore. Eyes so blurry as you tried your best to look at him.

And he still managed to leave you breathless as he wiped your tears away, feeling as if you'd be looking at the sunrise itself.

Always giving the energy to let you see the next day.

"I just don't want to burden you. Anyone. Even myself. But what am I supposed to do? I feel so useless everytime I memorize something and I just keep forgetting it because I just don't want to fail. What should I just d-"

Soft lips met yours, a slight tinge of the cherry chapstick you had gifted him on your taste buds.

"You are not a burden, Y/N. Not to anyone, you or even me. I meant if for every time when I asked if I could help. Yet you would always tell me you'd want to do this yourself and if my girlfriend wants to do that then why shouldn't I let her? But everyone has their limit and you need to understand that. I know you've been crying yourself to sleep these past few weeks and I hated myself for letting something like this happen. "

He let his lips linger on your right cheek.

"It's okay to be afraid."

Linger on your left.

"It's okay to cry.

Linger on your forehead.

"But the last thing I'd let you do..."

And lastly return back to your lips.

"Is you feeling like a burden. Feeling useless and everything that comes with it because you are none of that."

You gently took his face into your hands, letting your shaken eyes gaze into his firm ones.

"But what if I fail?"

"You won't. I know you can do it. I've seen how you are, Y/N. Hell you're one of the strongest people I know. You'll stand up for what's right. Every time I come battered, bruised and everything else, you'd always be there to comfort me, tend to my wounds, even feed me when you have to. Your presence alone would make the weight vanish on my shoulders, yet you always carry it without any complaints. So let me do the same to you and help you. "

You tightly wrapped your arms around him, burying your face into his shoulder.

"But it's just an ex-"

"You better not fucking tell me that its JUST an exam. I'm not listening to any of that for tonight."

You felt his lips stretch into a smile as he buried his face into the crook of neck.

"Let's just go to bed and I'll help you rehearse everything, okay?"

"Are you sure about that? Is your patience gonna hold out long enough?"

You let out an "acK!" as he suddenly tightened his arms around you.

"Don't underestimate me, doll. You've seen what I can do so rehearsing for a puny exam won't be a challenge at all. So let's-!"

He lifted the both of you up with his ability, floating towards your bedroom.

"-just sleep already because we both deserve it after tonight, alright?"

You couldn't help but chuckle at his sudden silliness.

"Oi, what are you laughing at"

"No, nothing. Just appreciating my boyfriend, his handy power and the love he'd always give me."

"D-Don't be so sappy. Rest and save that energy for tomorrow."

"Hmm, oh well. But I still wanna say that I love you though."

"Out of nowhere... but I love you too. Always will."

*****

Anyway yall rehearse that shit together and ur boy being the one to take breaks bc bro wtf have u been learning???? This some science level shit?? But he gives u snacks, cuddles, support and everything you need

bro's gonna pamper you as soon as you finally had ur exam and you gotta restrain him from showering you with gifts bc of how happy he is

HIS future wife deserves the best after all 😤😤😤✋✋✋✋

if u tell him that he doesnt need to buy you so much and that you'd be happy with him just being there then oh...

dont expect him to hold back after being so cute 🤡 especially after yall havent done anything for weeks probably so time to catch up 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

[themolluscasometimes]

(if you havent seen dmeon slayer s3 or read the mange this has spoilers)

okay no but look-

who tf. gave genya a sword an told him to go to final selection

It's stated that Genya calmed down and mellowed out after getting Gyomei to train him. ALSO he got mega buff between when we see him at final selection and when he see him next like yeah he obviously had a growth spurt but the point is he went from scrawny to brawny. He was also a giant asshole at final selection so like. Genya 100% only got trained by gyomei after passing final selection.

Which MEANS either someone ELSE sent a kid that cant use breathing to final selection with a sword OR he got himself there. I dont believe anyone wouldve willingly sent him given how important breathing is to the demon slayer corp

also. The only trainers we really see are hashira or former hashira. Im SO convinced there are other that we don't see given that not every water breather couldve been taught by Urokodaki but it still makes sense that these teachers are retired professional demon slayers that lived long enough to be no longer in active service even if they aren't hashira

which leaves us with options:

OPTION 1:

genya tried to learn breathing from a cultivator/some other demon slayer, failed, stole a nichirin sword and probably shook the poor sod down to get info on the when and where for final selection

OPTION 1a

When the person who tried to teach breathing to Genya refused to continue after finding out he cant Breathe Right, said teacher was too strong for genya to really do anything about it (see: they're teaching him and it seems likely that the teachers of demon slayer tend to be upper ranked at least) Genya fucked off and assaulted some weak random demon slayer to steal a sword from and get info

Or, you know, something along these lines because he had to get a nichirin sword and infomraiton from somewhere, and Im doubtful it was willingly given to him since he like. cant fucking breathe.

HOWEVER

when we see him at the end of final selection, he's like. mega obsessed with the sword thing. like. super. like yes these are special swords but here's the thing everyone there already has one of the special swords, just not one of their own.

It kinda maybe implies that Genya. Doesnt have a special sword. So.

OPTION TWO:

Genya has been roughing it with a regular ass sword for seven days and given that he can't Breathe his primary form of defense would've been step one: cut the demons arm off. step two: monch. step three: beat the demon to within an inch of its life with demon enhanced brute strength until he can get away or force it die in the sun.

In which case Genya was not likely to be doing much direct demon slaying during those seven days.

(even if he HAD a nichirin sword theres no guarantee that without breathing he wouldve been strong enough or skilful enough to use it to kill all the demons he ran across but given how obsessed and intense he is with getting his hands on a nichirin blade and how much not one single person would want him to go to final selection, i honestly think he had just some random sword. It would explain why he's so desperate to get one, other than being generally unhinged. Anyway-)

While everyone else was roughing it, surviving and slaying demons in the night, Genyas experience of the final selection exam was somewhere between a survival challenge and an all you can eat buffet, with not a lot of demon slaying involved.

can u imagine being part of his cohort and running across some dude that needs you to cut off this demons head thats missing a suspicious amount of its body bc he doesnt have a nichirin sword for some fucking reason. also he has really, really, fucked up eyeballs.

can you imagine watching one of your fellow exam participants use a sword only to defend himslef bc its a functionally useless offense only to attack by eating the fucking demons.

can you imagine seeing him at one point, looking a certain way bc hes been eating a demon and then seeing him again later looking human. or looking like a different demon. or both.

can u imagine struggling to feed yourself during these seven days and this man is having a straight up feast. and also couldnt be assed to show up with a sword for demonslaying to the exam for fucking demon slaying

[traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors]

how do you keep working towards something when you don’t have any confidence in your ability to like…do the thing? over the past year I’ve managed to fuck up in every way imaginable (school, actually keeping friends, all sorts of hobbies, sports) and it’s reminded me that I’ve always been like that. Or, I was always like that for everything except school, but then the trauma and mental illness happened and my brain doesn’t work the same anymore, so I can’t focus or remember things in college, and I feel like I’m just bad at actually everything now

Anyways, now I can’t really convince myself I’m capable of much of anything, despite my best efforts. Because I look back on so many times where I did everything right, gave 100% at doing a thing and spent way longer trying than everyone else and still had nothing to show for it. It’s really hard to not feel like an incurable failure at everything else when that happens enough. It feels like there’s something wrong with me, since I’m incapable of everything people around me can do easily, and it’s hard not to hate myself for it. I can’t just stop trying, but now I sit down to study for a hard class and get overwhelmed because I feel like whatever I do equals failure

I’ve been told I’m just being negative, but it doesn’t feel like that, it feels like I’m making a logical conclusion based on how incapable I’ve been at everything before. Anyways, I have a class that’s very overwhelming right now, because every time I sit down to study I get so stuck in my head about how I can’t fix anything no matter how hard I work, and then I just get more behind. how do I like…trick myself into not feeling like there’s something wrong with me, when everything I’ve done seems to say otherwise?

Hi anon,

I'm sorry you've been experiencing this. It can be hard to maintain friendships, grades, hobbies, sports, and other things simultaneously. I think it's important to recognize how challenging it can be to juggle all of those things at once. It doesn't mean you are incapable, it means you are human.

This reminds me of learned helplessness, which is essentially when you give up on something after multiple failed attempts. I found a helpful article that discusses how to combat this. Part of it is restructuring your self-talk to be more optimistic, and trying to be more mindful of the language you may use towards yourself and situations. For example, if you have to take an exam and you say to yourself "I'm going to fail" it's more likely to become a self-fulfilling prophecy. By encouraging yourself, you give yourself the space to not only make mistakes, but succeed.

The father of person-centered therapy, Carl Rogers, is known for the quote "It's an awfully risky thing, to live." It's essentially the same message as "you miss 100% of the shots you don't take" which is that you may only encounter more failure by giving up, rather than taking another shot. You can do it.

I hope this all makes sense, and that I could help. Best of luck and please let us know if you need anything.

-Bun

[repo-net]

A Sage With No Power

Another morning Monday at Hope's Peak Elementary. Routines had already been finished; from the attendance call to the ceremonies every Monday, it was another class for Science in which Nagisa sat through, eyes blinking individually as if they were losing their functions.

Last week was the exams for all the major subjects in school yet again, and Science was the one Nagisa had been anticipating the most. Not only was it because the burden of expectations had a slightly greater weight to it when it came to the subject because of the department his father was most well-known for, but also because he had successfully aced the other exams with a perfect 100 already.

The teacher in front of him kept calling out names, test papers in hand as anyone who had their name said was to take their paper and find out their results. A good amount of the people there seemed rather relaxed, with some a bit nervous themselves. But for Nagisa...

The young Shingetsu scratched at a painful itch in his elbows, turning his head to the window as he heard a cheerful sound that snapped him ever so slightly from his dreadful state. Kids were singing and smiling outside, playing dodgeball and having snacks with each other on the bench in the playground outside, all while chatting and making happy memories.

Some part of Nagisa hurt. His hand unconsciously reached out to where the window was, almost like he wanted to have even a taste of what was going on outside. And yet, he stopped himself.

"It's childish and unruly... not fitting for someone like me."

He mumbled those words quietly to himself, repeatedly saying it to jab it into his mind. He didn't need something like that.

It was as his parents told him - he didn't need to talk to other kids. He didn't need to get along and play with them. All he had to do was focus on meeting their expectations. And with enough 'convincing', that mindset had eventually lodged itself into the boy's brain.

There was no reason to get involved with them. There was-

"-hingetsu. Nagisa Shingetsu! Child, are you okay over there?"

"Huh? Oh- y-yes sir. My apologies, I suppose I might've spaced out a little there."

The boy stood up, though it was a bit of a struggle for him to do so. Moving around at all had been a challenge for him all day, and that was because he was up studying high school level mathematics all night. There's no such thing as starting too early, as he says.

He took his test paper, rubbing his eyes as he walked back to his seat, sitting back down as he yawned, seeing the result on the paper...

".. Eh?"

His heart sank. Oh no. Not again. Not again...

Another 99. In Science.

He frantically looked around his paper to see where he had committed the mistake. Oh, god damn it. He didn't get perfect marks on an essay part of the exam because his response on a question about the validity of climate change was apparently too long.

He gripped his paper with fear and anger. Fear of what was to come. Anger at why he let himself and others down. Yet again, he had failed to meet the simple requirements to perfect the exams he was given.

Sooner or later, once his father finds out about the result of his imperfections once more...

Another night of tiny holes of blood leaking out of his horridly pale skin. Another night of being threatened with 'items' if his work ethic showed any sign of weakness. Another night of his arm aching and swelling from having to write notebooks upon notebooks of notes. Another night of his eyes soring red from the medicine that coursed through his body.

Another night of being told how much of a disappointment he is.

He held himself back from crying tears in the middle of class. Not here, he thought to himself. He can't break in front of his classmates. What would that mean for the reputation of his parents? It would get people being suspicious of what was really going on in his household.

He hated what happened to him. And yet, he couldn't bring himself to tell anyone of what he went through. Whether it was because he didn't want his parents to suffer and be hit with rightful consequences, or his fear of his parents had leaked into becoming an entire fear of adults, or because he had convinced himself that what he was going through wasn't that bad... it made him feel powerless.

"Oooh, damn Shingetsu boy! Another 99! You're pretty good at this whole school thing I reckon, ahahah!"

His loud and more outgoing classmate peeked over to where Nagisa sat, seeing the score and having the opposite of what the young prodigy felt. Impressiveness. Awe. Genuine admiration.

A complete contrast from the hatred, disgust, and contempt he had for the score he had on his sheet.

Nagisa knew in his heart that his seat mate wasn't a bad person - he was just much more outspoken and extroverted for his liking which did make the blue-haired boy a bit distant from talking to him. Or anyone at all, really.

"Must you always talk to me....? Just because you sit next to me doesn't mean you should force yourself to try and get along with me."

"Yeesh! Talk about a real killjoy. Look, you're super smart! I mean, you're always top of the class every single second of school, and I heard you're smarter than even people like, six grades higher than us! You're awesome!"

"Awe... some?"

"Yeah! Like ice cream, or cartoons, or mashed potatoes."

"That... sounds unhealthy."

"Bah, it's fine! Mom said I can still eat it since I'm a kid after all. Anyways, uhhh... eheheh, I need you to do my homework. Again. Heh... I know, I'm sorry I have to keep asking."

"Your work again...? But I-"

"Look, I just- alright, let me say the truth. Me and my friends are going to this arcade later after school and I just seriously don't feel like doin' it, especially since by the time I start, I won't have enough time to finish it all! So please, just this once, do me a solid? Please...?"

They were going to an arcade? Nagisa kind of got an idea where his parents started using the RPG terms to try and make his experience in his household 'fun', but now that this kid was going to somewhere like that...

"An arcade? You mean like the places with flashy lights and video games with characters and stuff?"

"Kind of a long way to put it, but yeah! Look, please! I promise I'll do something for you in return someday!"

"I... sigh, fine. I'll take care of it, don't worry."

"Hahah, thanks! You're the best, Skingetsu!"

"My name is Nagisa...! And look, just-"

The bell rang to signal the start of recess and the end of class, as the louder boy sprang from his seat as he headed for the door.

"Ah, recess already? I need to get in line so that I can get the best snacks first! I'll talk to you later, Nagisa!"

He said my name so casually... the young boy thought to himself. Well, he did just tell him his name earlier, he figured.

Wait, he couldn't let this opportunity slide past him. He had to reach out.

"W-Wait a second! I wanted to ask something...!"

His seatmate stopped by the door in his tracks, turning to face Nagiss with a curious look in his eyes.

"Hm? What is it? You better make it quick, 'cus I need to get to the cafeteria as soon as possible!"

"I, um... was wondering... i-if I could..."

Say it. Just say you want to come to the arcade with him.

Spit it out.

Tell him what your heart wants.

"You could...?"

"I..."

In a blink of an eye, time suddenly stopped for the young Social Studies expert.

"Don't associate yourself with other children. You are a Shingetsu. You are to make history and prove your worth to me, not to mingle around with other kids and be distracted from your goal. I didn't raise a failure, so don't walk down that path."

Clenching his fist, Nagisa looked away from the other boy as his voice audibly got weaker.

"If I could... borrow a pencil to write for your homework..."

"Oh, sure! I left it in my bag, you can just go get it! My homework is actually in there too, so you can start it already if you wanna! Alright, gonna blast!"

And with that, he watched the other boy leave the room, along with all the other kids in his class. Eventually, he'd be the only one left in the room.

But this was not an uncommon occurrence anymore.

Because of how he was raised, he was always going to be stopped from speaking what his heart wanted to say.

A sage has no power if his mind is broken.

[pepprs]

imagine not having homework

[miekasa]

bestie this is completely unrelated except it sorta is bc doctorxdoctor is scrumptious except i cannot with med school so my go to is professors at the same uni who are married

i think you drabbled a bit about this before??? correct me if i'm wrong lol 😭

Oh that’s hot, too and I’m on board. I probably have 😭😭 but it’s a fantastic au, so I love it when ppl wanna talk about it. Some quick ideas for both that have been in my rotation lately

Some cocky new resident bursts through the doors to the office space where you, Levi, your residents, and a few co-workers typically reside, frantic, and  demanding to speak to Dr. Ackerman. Levi only looks up from his notebook with a blank expression in his eyes to question, “Which one?” All of the kid’s confidence wavers, “Um... aren’t you Dr. Ackerman, sir?” Levi only shrugs, and points a weighted pen in the student’s direction, to an office door barely open wide enough to see a sliver of your profile as you type away on your computer, “Yes, I am, but so is she.” 

You should have known better, or at least been a little more thorough—for someone completing their MD-PhD, you’d think you’d do a quick Google search on the guy you’re seeing at least once to see if anything important pops up—because Jaeger really isn’t that common of a last name. Because not only is your boyfriend of nearly a year the younger brother your least favorite TA/supervisor, he’s also the son of the medical director of the hospital you’ll be working at next semester; and word on the street is Dr. Carla Jaeger doesn’t take lightly to her baby getting hurt. 

After taking residences in facilities nearly four thousand miles apart, Jean couldn’t care less about being a fully fledged doctor—the only thing on his mind is getting home to you, and never leaving. So, when he finally gets to your place, there’s not a single doubt in his mind when he drops his bags, cups your face between your hands, and asks you to move in with him. 

Connie really needs to stop calling you down to his office for “urgent” matters concerning the x-rays and images of your patients, when his only urgent concern is that he misses you. And that the x-ray table was freshly sterilized, so if you wanna... relieve some stress, he knows a place. 

Mikasa always had a soft spot for kids, and at one point considered pediatrics as a specialty. Even though she went down another route, she’s reminded of her love for children when Sasha asks for her to cover at her clinic for last few hours of the day. It reminds her that while doesn’t regret her speciality, but she does envy Sasha sometimes. So much so, that when she comes home to you later that evening, she can’t stop herself before she blurts out, “What do you think about adopting a kid?”

And for the professor/university side of things: 

Hange can’t help but cackle in the corner of the classroom as Levi’s student finish their presentation—a fourty-four slide powerpoint defending their belief that you and him are 100% dating—because while they compiled some pretty convincing arguments, Hange thinks it’s hilarious because Levi’s only reply is, “We’re very close with each other, as roommates should be.” 

You and Levi have a very special end-of-semester ritual. After all the exams and final papers and projects have been turned in, you like to sit on the touch with a glass of wine, and look through your course evaluations together; and they’re anonymous, but you two like to place bets on which students wrote which review. Most are positive, and you think it’s funny that 90% of Levi’s follow the general vibe of “Prof Ackerman is kind of cold-hearted on the outside and not an easy grader but he’s a good teacher.”

It’s only like the freshman think they have a chance with you—for one, you’re a senior, and secondly, you’re their lab TA and you can very easily fail them if they tick you off—but they have to admit to feeling a little crushed when they find out that not only are you not single, but you’re dating Armin, the other lab TA everyone has a crush on.

A rare au in which Levi does admit that he is married, but doesn’t disclose any information about you until the very last day of the semester. His students are practically bouncing off the walls on the last day of lecture before exams, ready for the big reveal. Imagine how dumb they feel when Levi finally tells them your name, and they realize that he’s been talking about you all the time, because your name is listed well over twelve times in the citations for the articles they’ve been reading all semester. (Eren has you sign his syllabus and his first midterm of the year, because you’re basically a celebrity at that point).  

[imagines-mha]

⭒ haikyuu x exam season ⭒

Daichi- when i say he is the MOODIEST person when studying. It’s all fun and games until you interrupt him one too many times and he fucking explodes. Needs 2 chill

Suga- his goal in life is to be an aesthetic studyblr like this man will go and get iced coffee, order the prettiest stationary and then spend 20 minutes organising it for his instagram. As for ACTUALLY studying? He’s amazing at it. Literally the person we all aspire to be

Asahi- anxiety crams before tests. He does more than like 70% of his classmates but is always convinced he’s fallen behind on everything. Cries a LOT when he doesnt understand smth

Noya- another one who cries only he does it SO easily. Personally victimised by anything past question 1. Gets literally everyone to do his work for him

Tanaka- tries so hard he really really does. His handwriting is a mess and his notes look like something a 7 year old would do. Gets everything wrong but doesnt let it stop him

Ennoshita- did someone say pretentious straight A student??? Offers to help his friends just so he can flex his pretty notes and intelligence. Seems like he has everything under control but really? He cries like once a night in the lead up to exams

Kageyama- he doesnt have any room for anything in his head that isnt volleyball. Hes hopeless

Hinata- LACKS COMMON SENSE SO BAD. He’ll finally understand EVERYTHING but write the answer in the wrong place or leave out a decimal place in the exam. Stupidest mistakes

Tsukishima- he sticks to a study schedule like what? Who tf sticks to a schedule? Doesnt like to flaunt his grades around anyone who isnt hinata and kageyama, but akiteru and his mom are 100% the type to post his grades all over facebook like “so proud of my son !!!!!!”

Yamaguchi- the king of saying he hasn’t done much for exams, but then stays up every night til 2am studying. He HATES people having any expectations of him so keeps all his preparation secret lmao.

Kuroo- hes smart and he flaunts it so bad. 100% a teacher's pet, especially for science. Around exam season he lives in the library. Motivates kenma to study with him too tho hes so supportive

Kenma- hes naturally smart, which is like 70% of the reason his grades are good bc he does NOT study. Leaves it all to the night before/ when hes with his friends in the library but other than that nope he doesnt have energy

Lev- doesn't fully register he’s taking a test until he’s 3 questions in and hasn’t written a single word. Then he starts panicking.

Bokuto- he goes through the 5 stages of grief every single time he has to study. Gets frustrated as hell when he cant understand something, gets distracted by everything, a mess. Always leads to him slamming his textbook shut and sulking for an hour

Akaashi- the only one in fukurodani who actually spreads his studying out over the year so he doesnt have to cram. He has pretty notes and diagrams but still gets so stressed smh

Konoha- “yeah ill study in ten minutes” *cue him 6 hours later only starting* studies mostly at night and doesnt care about grades , yet still manages to score really good on every test

Oikawa- if this man is anything he’s dedicated. Actually finds balance between volleyball and studying when exam season’s in full swing, but that doesnt mean he still doesnt overwork himself. Surviving on 40 minutes of sleep and coffee lmao

Mattsun- doesn’t take school seriously at all. Hes like “who cares im gonna die one day” “if i dont know it now ill never know it”. So fucking chill

Makki- tries to be like issei so bad but it fails every time. He’s like “yeah who cares about biology anyway lmao”. He is a liar. He cried for 2 hours over biology last night smh. Biology is actually his number one care.

Iwa- naturally smart and follows a routine. The only healthy studier in seijoh tbh. Motivates his friends so much though hes the only reason mattsun and makki pass smh

Ushijima- sounds pretentious but he doesnt mean it. The worst person to study with because hes so naturally smart and makes everyone feel stupid. Hes like “how do you not understand this? Its easy?”

Tendou- hes so average when it comes to studying i cant even explain it. He goes home and studies, has dinner, watches some anime and studies a little more, then just goes to bed? Never overly concerned about it but hes the best for calming nerves. Makes you really believe things will be okay

Goshiki- CHRONIC WORRIER OH MY GOD. definitely gets the shakes before an exam and almost has a fuckin panic attack every single time, never feels prepared but he really is. Needs tendou for emotional support

Atsumu- too confident in his abilities lmao. He’s like “yeah ive got this i totally know it” then acts shocked and appalled when he fails. Thinks he’s the main character, therefore he HAS to pass. He’s not. And he never learns.

Osamu- the slightly smarter twin yet still not exceptional in any way. Doesnt really care about grades, he knows there’s more to life but still studies enough to pass

Kita- hello mr “whats a failing grade”. Never stresses and never fails. Actually the top of his class in basically everything. Manages to study and still find time for hobbies.

Aone- i am convinced a hug from him would get me through exam season every single year. Another person who just? Doesnt stress? Follows a routine and doesnt mind if he doesnt know something in the test. wow

Futakuchi- “i dont care about exams at all fuck them” *gets 53% and cries*. He doesnt have the patience to study and feels betrayed when all his friends actually do the work

Koganegawa- hes like hinata only he actually passes most of the time. Works SO hard and gets so happy when it pays off!! Always treats himself to mcdonalds after an exam thats self love babie

Terushima- you need to be cautious around this man. He’ll spend every night of exam season partying and ignoring any responsibility, yet still come out with 100% in everything. Where does he find the time? How does that work? What the fuck?

[sakamakisaywhat]

Hi💕💕can I request a headcannon of the S boys attending university with their s/o . What is their major and such stuff. Thanks💕💕💕

Marisol: OMG I love this ask! Bear in mind I'm not American so this is from my very European experience of higher education haha

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SHU

- Shu studies Business and Management at an elite university because his parents tricked him into taking the entrance exams - Never does any work but consistently pulls 1sts in every single thing he hands in - Half of his classmates think he’s a legend and aspire to be him, the other half hate his guts and sincerely hope he fails - However, nothing was more shocking than the time you shared a class with him and by some miracle convinced him to attend with you every single week - The professor caught himself looking out of the window repeatedly just to check that pigs weren’t flying - Don’t misinterpret his presence as him actually paying attention, though - he spent the entire hour trying to distract you by sending you dirty texts in the middle of class - Shu doesn’t do any extracurriculars because he’d honestly rather sleep, but has been to a couple of events that you’ve dragged him along to (would never admit that he enjoyed the experience though)

REIJI

- Reiji is that one hot young PhD student you have as a lecturer once and becomes an icon in your year group - He's got a bachelor's and a master's in Law and Economics and his doctorate focuses on something arcane like the history of European taxation and its relation to the politics of Russia - Employers are practically lining up outside his door, but degrees are like trophies and you bet he's going to have all of them (or at least more than Shu, anyway) - Despite how stingy he usually is with his notes, which are probably more comprehensive than the course textbooks, whenever he sees you struggling over a concept he’s always on hand to give you some one-to-one “tutoring” - Even if you’re studying something he doesn’t know about, Reiji will literally go to the library for a week just to learn about it - He can’t have himself looking bad in front of his future spouse, after all - When you ask him about it he never admits it and always says that it’s something he’s learning for some project (you question the validity of this claim often but don’t have the heart to call him out)

AYATO

- Ayato studies Sports Science, there can be no debate - Also captain of the university's basketball team and puts 100% of his effort into that rather than anything that actually affects his degree - Does his dissertation analysing himself and adds loads of unnecessary comparisons between his basketball style and LeBron James, also emails his lecturers videos of him shooting hoops afterwards to really cement it (still passes though...somehow) - Ayato is the king of living life on the edge when it comes to grades - You’ll have to sit him down and give him a very strong incentive to persuade him to study, since he hates it so much - Hell, even looking at the textbook makes him feel itchy - if you didn’t know better you’d think he’s allergic to it - When he manages to pass the year, you better believe you’ll be an honoured guest at the most legendary campus party of the year

KANATO

- Kanato studies History of Art - That one kid that's always really obsessed with studying representations of death in the 1900s, also everything he does involves pictures of naked women in strange positions - Kanato has a decent work ethic and doesn’t skimp on studying when exams are near, but when he doesn’t get the grades he wants, he’s prone to anger - You become an expert in calming him down, but also an expert in helping him with his essays in order to avoid the situation in the first place - Kanato isn’t the biggest fan of going to clubs or most extracurricular activities - he’d much rather spend his weekends locked in his room with you than in a hall of smelly, sweaty bodies - But the one time you did manage to drag him out to one of Ayato’s post-game parties, he got roaringly drunk, nearly undressed you on the floor of the basketball stadium, then promptly threw up inside the university’s varsity trophy cabinet - You and his brothers unanimously agreed not to take him to a venue that serves alcohol ever again

LAITO

- Laito studies Modern Languages, specialising in 19th century French Literature - He’s actually really good at his degree without studying that much, which works out incredibly well for him considering that before he met you he spent 90% of his time in the club - Laito vehemently denies that he got a 95 in his first year because he slept with the professor rather than from his natural genius, but you’re not so sure - The two of you love going out together and have developed something of a reputation on campus - You’re banned from a third of the student accommodations because of how many times some poor assistant has caught you going at it in a cupboard or someone’s bedroom - You have no idea whether Laito is a member of about twelve different clubs or just knows every single person on campus, because he’s always getting invited to some sort of event - But you both treasure the evenings spent eating student discount pizza in front of Netflix - after all, what is university for if not that?

SUBARU

- I don't know why, but Subaru definitely studies something like Biology - One of those people that always talks about how much they hate their degree but every time you walk into his room past 1 a.m. he's studying some weird science thing - No matter how much you tease him he always denies it, and grumbles about being “forced to be here” by his parents - Subaru is definitely a nocturnal student and the only way you get him to actually get up and work during the day is if you bribe him to study alone, just the two of you - He also doesn't ever attend any of his classes no matter how much you nag him about it - A member of the boxing and MMA clubs but never goes to the socials, he only goes to sparring sessions so he can beat other people up - If you saw him blushing because he caught you cheering for him outside the ring, no you didn't see that, that was... uh... his opponent's blood

[emmys-grimoire]

Lesson 57 analysis + 58 predictions

It's less exciting than anticipated, probably.

tl;dr Summary

We start asleep, but overhearing Satan + Belphegor plotting to prank us. You can choose how to surprise and foil them. They're just here to tell you breakfast is ready. Belphegor finally rewards you with the star of diligence: MC is one star away from completing the exam and earning their sorcerer's license.

Lucifer is eager to make MC a full-fledged sorcerer because he could use them to ward off Solomon's advances, which apparently he's still making. Asmo tells us that Solomon is very picky, and driven, when he's choosing who to pact with.

And he's apparently very adamant about getting Lucifer.

The others note that Mammon and Leviathan are acting unusual, and they clearly are very distracted. We decide to ignore the strangeness for now and answer Barbatos's summons to Hotel Corvo.

And guess who is also being summoned!

We arrive, and Diavolo informs us that there's an evil phantom now haunting the hotel. Not just any ol' phantom, though: a bogeyman.

Apparently they're pretty tough and might have the upperhand against demons. They take the form of what their victims' fear most. They put several hotel guests in the hospital.

We find out that the reason why Mammon and Leviathan are being so weird is because they know they're responsible for the bogeyman being in Hotel Corvo: they went wild with Crowe upgrades and summoned it accidentally, then ordered Crowe to teleport it to Hotel Corvo after it transformed into Lucifer and scared them out of their wits.

Obviously, Lucifer's not happy! Barbatos assigns him to "fix" the problem. The brothers want to leave Mammon and Leviathan to do it on their own, but of course we can't have that.

Diavolo also seems keen on joining, but Barbatos turns on the scary fake smile and Diavolo relents.

Then the others show up! It sounds like it wasn't a planned get-together, but Solomon is eager to make the best of it. He wants to make our quest to banish the bogeyman MC's final trial.

Simeon is initially reluctant, but MC convinces him to join.

And then we're off down a creepy hallway in the hotel. The lesson ends on a cliffhanger as the creature at the end of the hallway suddenly attacks us.

Don't worry, Lucy will save us, probably.

This is the start of the trial of humility.

Analysis

Barbatos's Plan

Probably the most noteworthy thing about this lesson is how clearly Barbatos is setting all this up, even though he has no visibly obvious motivation to do so. He's summoned everyone to the same location under different auspices and he's making sure Diavolo isn't around. We still didn't get any insight on what he and Lucifer talked about, but I think Lucifer's being deliberately steered by him in this direction, too.

Since this doesn't seem to be something he's coordinating with Solomon, it leads me to believe he's either doing something to foil Michael's plan or he's setting up some kind of trap for the guy. For whatever reason, he doesn't want anyone else to catch on just yet.

Simeon's reluctance to stick around and help us is also noteworthy: he probably has Michael plans on the brain, and his intuition is probably trying to warn him. Alas, he can't say no to you.

Also, the BG being a bunch of doors and keys probably means something. Barbatos's room has multiple doors which lead to multiple places, I think: can't remember if they're just portals to different parts of the three realms or different points in time, but if I was a betting gal, I'd put my money on the latter. It doesn't look like his room (it looks like an old hotel), but I wouldn't be surprised if these doors lead to "flashbacks" similar to the ones we ran into back in the fake House of Lamentation.

The Bogeyman and Lucy's fears

It's implied that the bogeyman has powers that may make it difficult for demons in particular to cull. It sounds something an angel might be effective against, though, because Solomon insists Simeon accompany the group just in case "things go south". Though Simeon seems unsure if he can actually be effective against it.

Who do you think is stronger than Simeon, who is an archangel who was once a seraphim? He could just be downplaying his power, too: he's less threatening that way.

The bogeyman also has the ability to take the form of whoever or whatever his victim fears the most: we discover that Mammon and Leviathan fear Lucifer the most when they initially summon it.

This trial is 100% going to involve Lucifer facing what he fears the most. My guesses: it'll be either Father or Michael. They can do the former if MC doesn't necessarily see the same form Lucifer sees (they likely fear something different)... but if whatever form the bogeyman takes is noticeable to everyone observing it, then it's going to be Michael because I don't think the devs are going to give God a tangible form for reasons.

Why Lucifer could fear Michael? Simple: not only was Michael the one capable of bringing him low during the Great Celestial War, but he may know Lucifer better than anyone. All his strengths, but more importantly, all his weaknesses. Lucifer fears being exposed as flawed and imperfect, particularly by those he considers his lessers. It's also not the first time he's expressed something akin to fear re: Michael.

Another possibility is Lilith. He could fear facing her after failed to protect her. That'd be difficult to manage on-screen, though, for obvious reasons. They haven't given Lilith a canon appearance yet and it's in their best interest not to because they've been using MC as the Lilith expy in the Celestial Realm flashbacks.

Whoever or whatever it is, it'll be fun.

Solomon and his pacts

Another thing this lesson did was remind us that Solomon really, really wants a pact with Lucifer. We found out a couple lessons ago that his whole motivation behind forging a pact with Asmo was his interest in Lucifer.

Up until this point, Solomon has been pretty upfront with his desires and usually backs down when they deny his request to make a pact. He asked Belphegor back in Season 1, and he hasn't brought it up again after he was rejected.

This doesn't seem to be the case with Lucifer, though. His rejections have been ignored.

He's being unusually cavalier about this whole situation so maybe he would try to manipulate the current situation to wring a pact out of Lucifer, since he hasn't been deterred yet and something needs to change in order for him to get what he wants.

I don't know. Lucifer might be his blind spot, and something he wants badly enough to step over the line, so to speak. Why he wants Lucifer so bad is another head scratcher, but it could very well be because just because the guy is incredibly powerful.

Or this is just another red herring meant to make us suspicious of Solomon again. I guess we'll see.

Predictions

We have only three lessons left, and they set this lesson up as the lead into the climax, which is going to be later than where it was in season 2. But it can't afford to happen much later. 58 will give us the first half of the climax at least, and I won't be surprised if it wraps it up entirely in one lesson so we can have both 59 and 60 to say our goodbyes. It'll feel pretty rushed otherwise.

Michael's showing up in some capacity. I'm much more willing to bet on a face reveal now than I was at the beginning of the season: we haven't heard anything from him directly since the first flashback -- not even another chat -- and he hasn't even officially introduced himself yet. But we've been hearing all about him this season, and they've made it a point to let us know he's working on something behind the scenes. It feels like most of this season was softening the ground for his arrival, and he'll drop in to get us hyped for the next season.

I think we're headed back to the Celestial Realm, baby!

Luke's not with us at the haunted hotel, so he'll likely remain oblivious about what happened during the Great Celestial War until next season. Simeon's not gonna fall because he'll probably need to be our tour guide, and we have a bunch to explore about his background, too.

I was hoping we'd get some kind of conflict with the Sorcerer's Society as a part of the completion of the exam but I'm not sure if they can fit all that in now. Kind of disappointing: trying to smooth things over with them sounds much more interesting than Mammon + Levi just letting out a literal boogeyman. I don't think they're using their story themes as effectively as they could be. It's just Levi's tech going awry again, like it always does.

How I'll rate this season will depend entirely on what the climax actually turns out to be, but so far I'd rank it higher than season 2 but lower than season 1 because of the re-used tropes. Stop teasing us and just give us meaty conflict already.

[batarangsoundsdumb]

yet another ask dump yeehaw!

do you ever think that jay's mother was one of those bitch who believes in horoscope and tarots and things like that and so he believes in these things too, or it is just me projecting?

sheila haywood took one look at jason's birthchart said 'nah this won't do' and left.

Wait, but what happens when the justice league does find out that Bruce and John fucked? Lmao it sounds like it would be hilarious, really, I don’t want a justice league that doesn’t make fun of Bruce for like his entire life.

barry runs out of the meeting immediately and comes back with an entire sti testing kit. diana fully seriously wants bruce to get tested while bruce is sitting there like 'come on guys, you're being ridiculous, i already checked twice'

john is standing in the corner clearly offended while bruce is just like 'don't even say anything, constantine, you fucked a shark'

tim was like "i'm drake now" and everyone was like ahh so your fursona is a dragon and tim was like pffffft no. ducks.

on the one hand, good for him, on the other hand, bro, how do you still have a secret identity when your superhero name is just your last name,,,,

Your fic on ao3 was GOLD PLEASE CONTINUE I loved Dinah's cameo btw ( @purple-vixen

thanks so much! i already continued but this ask is like 10 years old because i'm a notorious procrastinator (also yes! i love dinah so much aahhhhhhhhhhhh)

I've FINALLY been watching the Batman animated series and I gotta say, after watching "the gray ghost" I am CONVINCED that Batman is a closeted super hero geek who was 100% freaking out the first time he met Superman and is just REALLY good at hiding it.

bruce internally: holy fuck holy shit holy fuck holy shit holy fuck holy shit holy fuck holy shit holy fuck holy shit bruce externally: get out of my city, alien

AHHH ur multimedia fic is the only thing that brings me happiness anymore continue it forever pls

uhh thanks, but can't continue it forever because my attention span is that of a toddler on crack on a good day and i can't function without at least 10 things going on at the same time and music in the background

Oi, so I'm getting into dc and watching batman the animated series, and they use fruitcake a lot. Which I thought was very funny and wanted to share w you - Denilla

wait like fruitcake (food) or fruitcake (derogatory) ?

young justice 🤝 teen titans slut shaming batman

tim drake and dick grayson to their respective teams 'you guys stop it, that's my dad'

Happyhoganon: If an eighty year old Batman had fought crime in Gotham City for decades and the only threats to him and the city lately are a wheel chair bounded Penguin, your usual purse snatchers and a few con artists popping up every now and then, how well could the Dark Knight do in maintaining the peace in Gotham despite him being just somewhat fit to do that as an elderly man (which says A LOT given how old he is)

uhh he'll probably do what my grandpa does and that is ruthlessly prank them until they die of shame.

in the death in the family interactive movie there's an ending where Jason is tasked with raising Damian and he decides he's gonna raise Damian to take down the waynes and al ghuls which uh maybe isn't great BUT the idea of Jason raising Damian... PRICELESS. CHAOTIC. I just need more people to know about this :)

yes i saw that wow holy shit but jason would accidentally drop damian on his head one (1) hour in and jason just yeets him into the lazarus pit.

Headcanon: The Penguin has a really hard time fighting any of the Robins because of his avian obsession means there's always a small part of his mind that's like "Birb. Child. Protect" ( @subspacecadet )

as soon as dick becomes nightwing the penguin is like 'you know what, fuck this dude' and shoots at him.

Y'all talking about King Shark dating Constantine, let's not forget about John literally hooking up with Satan

listen there's a clear difference between monsterfucker and satanfucker in that king shark is literally a shark and satan still looks like a normal dude

Does everyone in Gotham think Batman is a teen dad?

everyone in gotham thinks batman has been around since gotham was founded, but they do think that bruce wayne is actually a teen father and dick grayson's biological dad.

why. why would you do that fancast when you know it will only hurt people

what? i loved my fancast it was really well done. i did it with good representation in mind and i really managed that with alfred pennyworth being ✨italian✨

Seeing james charles a jason gave me psychic damage how dare you i need to wash my eyes

well that's a you problem isn't it?

do you think dick grayson thirst tweets about nightwing just to annoy his family/cause problems on purpose in general?

he thinks nightwing is hot, next question.

holy jiminy cricket batman, its as cold as the good lords ass crack in here!!

i- what? this is why i don't fuck with english expressions it's way too goddamn weird

Brooooooo, your teen dad!Bruce au is soooo good. I've got brainrot.

Honestly if you ever write anymore, I'd read that shit twice. Sign me the fuck up. Good stuff, Good Stuff.

uh yeah i'm thinking about writing a fic, but i have exams coming up and i don't wanna fail because that would suck. but after i'll certainly be writing more tho

your teen dad AU is so great! bruce acting like a big brother for all of like a week before he's telling everyone about his son. what if in the AU dick meets the JL because they need to rescue him? maybe he's in trouble/kidnapped at a gala and bruce starts calling for JL. clark finds him and has to fly with dick to bring him home - that's how dick and clark meet and superman becomes dick's fave hero. he goes around the manor thinking he can fly with a red blanket draped around him like a cape.

actually- if you want a young dad! bruce fic with like that kinda stuff(just with damian) go check uhh- in for a penny by cdelphiki. it's really good and bruce is like 24/25-ish. (and dick's there!!!)

This account has solely convinced me that Tim is a trash goblin ( @hamilcat-and-magic-turtle )

because he is. that boy has slept in dumpsters on multiple occasions even if he is the son of a billionaire.

Okay but when you said victory dance I did think of the whole justice league defeating the big bad and then they all start flossing

well that's exactly what hal jordan does and that's why batman uses a gun now. no but the victory dance in my opinion is like the 'we're all in this together' dance from high school musical.

The horrors in Invincible s1 was nothing compared to the comics, I cant wait for s2

oh well okay, i mean i personally react to horror and violence by laughing awkwardly so i can't wait to be called a monster for accidentally laughing at a mass murder.

I'm currently watching Batman: The Brave and The Bold and- Bruce is just talking about Oliver like he's an old love (@nightwings-kid)

okay im going to watch that lmao that's totally and completely in character for him tho.

The invincible comic is like super gratuitous with its violence so much so I'm shocked the show was able to adapt it in a faithful way! Anyway had the show been live action it absolutely wouldn't have the same impact as it does as an animated show and I'm so glad so many people agree with me on that

also because a live action casting would've been like uhh amanda stenberg for amber, the dude- the guy from the supernatural but with a mustache for omni-man, and scarlet johanssen for debbie grayson

Debbie grayson is a milf, yes. You're welcome for the invincible propoganda, now you can questions your life. Bruce def seems like the perfect father next to Omni-man. Like they really took a rip off justice league and I was like well, now I'm attached even tho I was like hah I know who they're supposed to be. And then bam- death gore death gore gore gore sad Mark grayson just had to have daddy issues. Why does every character have daddy issues. I'm sick of the attacks

because daddy issues make a person arguably funnier, that's why i'm not even remotely funny (haha good dad flex). i liked that it was dark contextually, but not in the colouring, bc i hate when it's like 'uh yeah graphic murder and now a shot so dark you have to sit in a dark room and squint at the screen to faintly see the characters. (like dcau ugh)

About the Wayne insurance, for a moment I thought you would put the video with moans over the waves.

i mean- i could've done that, but rick rolling seemed more family friendly.

Its the first time in forever that im surpise rickrolled, i usually expect it. Congratulations (i really should know better this is tumblr)

i get rickrolled so often but i actually like the song so i dont really give a fuck

Actually, my information about Damian and John's kids is outdated because it was revealed that the old men telling the kids stories about the Supersons were actually Jon and Damian the whole time. I was blinded by my thirst for Grandpa!Bruce Wayne but I was wrong... I liked my version better, tbh (@artemisa97)

fair enough. but i'd honestly like to see damian and jon getting together, just because it's a really fun dynamic and their friendship was really cute when they were kids. (also idk maybe it would be nice to have one (1) main batfam/superfam character that's not cishet)

How am i JUST finding your blog skdskfkd you're so fucking funny and ur takes are hot

i thought u were calling me hot :( but youre not :( crime detected (but lmao thanks)

So I have depression and I swear that your memes are one of the few things that have made me laugh so thank you 💛🥺 (@katekanebadass)

aw you're welcome, and i hope you're doing okay!

The metropolis memes are so funny, I love them 💀😌

i think metropolis is also so fucking funny it deserves more attention imagine having your entire police force being upstaged by an alien from kansas and his kids

as an american i feel your complete lack of knowledge of us geography is just so sexy (platonic) ❤️

thanks so much (i also don't know any other geography, i'm not kidding, like you can tell me you're from hungary and it will just blank, there will be nothing that comes to mind)

In the DC universe they don't say "Can't have shit in Detroit" they say "Can't have shit in Gotham"

this just reminds me of that guy whose porch got stolen like the steps to his door, and i'm thinking of people living in gotham and waking up without a front door and going "can't have shit in gotham"

honestly all i know about chicago is the bean, so. what would gotham's famous sculpture be?

gigantic gargoyle statue in front of one of the police precincts because a villain thought it was a smart way to keep the police inside, but it's too heavy to move.

why tf do people go on about how batman "works alone" or how he's the "lone wolf" when he like 38290202 members in his family

bc people think it's cool that a grown man in his 30s has no friends or family instead of calling it what it is (sad)

Bruce is gotham's sugar daddy

why would say something so controversial yet so brave.

my favorite batfamily fanfictions are the ones where they use their shitty codenames, unironically, in any context

dick: gerard way are you in position, gerard way are you in position

tim: for the last fucking time, my codename is 'totally not count olaf' this week, abbafan 3000

dick: shut up my codename isn't 'abbafan 3000'

dick: it's 'abbafan number 1' and you know it

I have a feeling Tim drake is ur favourite batfamily member but okay u don't have favs if u say so ok

i mean he is, i won't deny it. but i love each and every one of the batfam just the same, i just have a weak spot for short dumbass nerds, because i'm a short dumbass nerd.

Omg i fuckin love boy meets world too fam shsjkfk

bro boy meets world was the shit!!! it was just fire and awesome and so fucking great like bro. it was so good im not even going to be accepting criticism

you know I find the whole "joker completes batman" thing a bit disgusting considering the horrendous stuff the batfamily went through because of the joker and let's not get started on the "joker has a point" thing like yeah he's this cool complex villain but he's absolutely batshit crazy

like yes! i get what you mean the joker just fucking sucks man he doesn't do shit for batman's character or the batfam he's literally just annoying as fuck. like the joker has a point' shit is so stupid. i will accept 'magneto was right' because he fucking was and i think he didn't do anything wrong, but joker? he's just like that. he's not even cool and complex he's just a weirdo with a bleach kink at this point.

ALSO YOUR RACISM POST- SO TRUE BESTIE

thanks bestie, i'm glad you agree.

in today's essay of why I think cass should become batman- I was thinking Tim would probably be the most efficient batman in many ways but I also think he wouldn't want to be batman tbh none of the batfamily members would want to be batman because they're trying to outgrow him but cass is the one who wants to represent the symbol that is batman

absofuckinglutely i will say it again and again that cass represents the batsymbol more than anyone in the batfam, in batgirl (2000) she literally didn't care about anything else than bruce's oath to not kill, she thought the batsymbol was more important than anything in gotham. she's just an excellent character because her motivation to not kill is not 'i'm scared i can't come back from it' or 'well my dad says no murder so i'll go along with it' but that she's killed somebody as a young child and she never wants to kill a human ever again and that's so fucking beautiful for a new batman like yes.

need more cass, duke and tim inclusion in gothamite memes

yes yes, a tall order of cass, duke and tim coming up in 1-14 business days

oldest to youngest batfam members cus I'm confused as shit

okay order of being taken in: dick, jason, tim, cass, damian, duke order of age: alfred, bruce, dick, cass, jason, tim, duke, damian (though cass and jason are around the same age general consensus is that cass is a little older)

I'm so confused Steph is a redhead?? like how was it that hard to get this right? the source material is literally right there and free

cw is jared, 19

do you receive anon hate? if so, how do you deal with it

uh no, i'm not remotely popular enough to get anon hate and i also don't say a lot of things that would attract anon hate, but i do send anon hate to @the-real-peter-parker because he forgot about the specialists from winx club

Wait how many languages do you speak??

uhh- 5 if you include latin, but that's a dead language and i'm really bad at it. but english, my native language, german, and french also, tho german and french not fluently.

You can mix aguaepanela with aguardiente 😈 and is tasty

okay but now i'm curious if the liquor deserves the 😈 emoji or if that's a you problem. but i googled it and it looks like something you'd take one sip of and then not remember the rest of your evening.

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BTS Reaction || You Get 100 On An Exam [Request]

 [BTS X Gender Neutral Reader]

Seokjin:

Jin seemed to be more anxious than you were that morning when you left to go and pick up your results from your latest test from your college course. It was a biology exam that you had over a week ago and since taking it you'd been convinced you'd failed. After hearing what your friends and classmates had been putting down for their answers you began to worry more and more with each passing day that you hadn’t gotten a single question right, none of your answers matched theres. Jin had tried his best to keep you optimistic about it all but you'd convinced yourself it was an instant fail and that you were going to have to drop out.

The front door to the shared apartment opened and Jin got up from the sofa looking over at the living room door so he could judge your facial expressions for any give away as to what your results were.

"Baby?" He questioned when you walked into the room with a blank expression, a brown A4 envelope clutched in your hands as you stared down at the floor, this was so that you didn’t start laughing right away but he read it as though you’d failed.

"Babe I'm sorry-" He was cut off when you began screaming and jumping up and down on the spot, pulling out the certificate waving it around in the air.

"I GOT 100!" You screamed out as if you were a child that had just gotten something they wanted for Christmas, Jin's mouth fell open as he took the piece of paper from your hands to read it over.

"100!? Baby!!! That's fantastic!" He cried out while wrapping his arms around your back, he brought you into a tight squeeze as you continued jumping up and down on the spot excitedly.

"I was so sure I failed," You whimpered, the tears finally setting in as you realised you'd passed one of the hardest exams in your course. As soon as Jin heard the sniffle he pulled back from you, bending down to look into your eyes.

"You did so well darling!" He used the back of his sleeve to wipe away the wetness from your cheeks and stared into your eyes trying to think of the words to say. To let you know just how proud he was of you, to let you know how much he loved you.

"I'm so proud of you love...I'm cooking tonight! What do you want?" He questioned as he began walking you towards the kitchen, dropping out suggestions for dinner as he sat you on the kitchen table.

Yoongi:

The last week had been nothing but worry for you, there'd been a huge surprise test in your college course and you were more than nervous about it. There'd been no time to study, it was just out of the blue one morning and you had to deal with it.

"I'm so stupid Yoongi, I guarantee I failed it." The envelope with your results inside was sitting on the coffee table inside Yoongi's studio. That morning you'd gone to pick it up before going straight to your boyfriend, you didn't want to have to go through with opening them alone.

"You're not stupid, you're one of the smartest people I know," He whispered as he tried to reassure you that no matter the outcome you were still smart and great all on your own.

"This 50% of my grade, why would they just spring it on us?" The tears were starting to flow now and Yoongi knew that the longer you put off opening the results the more upset you would get.

"Here-" He ripped open the envelope and pulled out the piece of paper, there was red ink all over the top of it, you stared at Yoongi trying to read what he was thinking in his head but he was giving no clues as to what was on the paper.

"Y-Yoongi?" You stuttered out but he just slid the paper over to you, shakily you picked up to check it for yourself, Yoongi, however, walked over to the mini-fridge in his studio to get two small drinks.

"Y/n, never in my life have I had the opportunity of grading such a remarkable paper like yours! You have exceeded all expectations and gone above on this paper. I've never been able to give a student of mine this before but you have scored 100/100 on this exam! I hope to see more great things from you in the future!" You read out to Yoongi who was now smirking as he poured the diet-cola into glasses and smiling at you,

"I told you that you weren't stupid," He said condescendingly to which you threw a small pillow from his sofa at him, he chuckled coming over to you and sitting beside you.

"I'm proud of you baby," He whispered as he placed a gentle kiss on your temple while you smiled happily at the piece of paper in your hand.

Hoseok:

There'd been a running joke between you and the boys that you'd failed -- rather it was a bet that you'd failed and the boys were doing everything they could to convince you of otherwise. Hoseok hated to see you putting yourself down the way you were, he knew you weren't as stupid as you claiming you to be.

"Babe, sit down." He whispered as you paced back and forth in the living room of your shared apartment, it was results day and everyone else on your course had already gotten their results. The teacher had been a lot tougher on grading every test this time which filled you with anxiety, Hoseok placed his hand on top of yours and rubbed your soft skin.

"You're going to be fine-" He was cut off when the post box opened and the results came through, wasting no time you rushed over to the door and ripped it open. Scanning through the front page to see if there were any hints as to a pass or a fail, this specific tutor would grade on the final page.

"So...?" Hoseok questioned nervously as he couldn't read your facial expressions, which was unusual since you were normally like an open book to him.

"I passed?" It came out as a question since you weren't exactly how you'd managed to score 100 out of 100 on an exam everyone else seemed to fail on.

"You don't sound convinced," Hoseok said through a small chuckle, you showed him the paper and on the back was a small comment about being in the top 0.1% of people to get 100.

"This is fantastic!" He yelled out making you jump up as you looked up at him, you were still unsure on how you'd managed it but Hoseok was already texting the boys.

"I'm so proud of you!" He cried out as he planted a long kiss on your lips before yelling about putting it on the fridge like you were a child, you groaned at him begging him not to do it.

"I want to show everyone how amazing my baby is!" He laughed as you began finding magnets from around the fridge and holding the paper up in the centre.

Namjoon:

Namjoon was convinced you would pass the test with flying colours, there was no doubt in his mind of it. You were one of the smartest people he knew and he thought about how lucky he was every day to call you his own. He'd already gone ahead and ordered a cake for you since he knew you would pass, he was in the middle of setting it up in the kitchen when he heard the front door to his apartment unlock. You were the only person with a key so he smiled to himself, add a candle to the top of the cake and went to greet you in the living room.

"How did you do?" He questioned as you stepped into the living room staring up at him,

"I was too nervous to look so I didn't," You rushed out, pushing the brown envelope into his hands and waiting for him to do it for you but he pushed it back to you.

"Your results-"

"You're my boyfriend," It continued with both of you passing the papers back and forth to one another until Namjoon finally cracked and opened it up. He'd never been good at hiding his expressions around you so when a giant smile appeared on his lips you couldn't help but start shaking your fists excitedly.

"I passed?!" You giggled looking at him but he shook his head making your fists stop shaking. He began turning the pages around to show you and you almost fell over, seeing the bright red 100/100 sitting there on the paper.

"I knew it! I knew you would pass!" He yelled leaving you to jump up and down on your own while he went to get the cake from the kitchen. He lit the candle and began carefully carrying it through to you,

"Namjoon-" You were lost for words as you saw a cake made to look like a chocolate chip cookie with the words 'You're a smart cookie,' written along the top.

"I knew you would pass, do you like it?" He chuckled as you bent down to blow out the small candle and nodded at him, trying not to tear up or get too over-emotional by it. But it meant so much that he was that convinced that you would pass he would preorder a cake for you.

"My smart cookie," He chuckled kissing the top of your head as he backed out of the room to go and cut some of the cake up,

"Namjoon the door frame!-" Too late, his ankle had already hit the frame of the door and the cake was now smushed onto the ground while you giggled at him.

Jimin:

You'd taken the test online since you weren't able to be in the physical classroom thanks to the resent pandemic. Jimin was sitting behind you in the bed at 3 am while you waiting for your results to come in, you'd been in Korea visiting him when the pandemic hit it's worst and now you were staying with him until it was safe to travel back home.

"What if I failed Jimin?" Your voice cracked as you let a few tears go, it had been a long week of non-stop worrying for you, all the 'what if's' hadn't stopped playing in your head since you took the test.

"You're the smartest person I know, you've passed babe. I know it." You would normally seek comfort in his words but today they did nothing for you. You just felt like he was taking pity on you,

"But what if-" The laptop signalled that the results were in and you were cut off from talking, Jimin watched your screen as the small chimmy mouse clicked on your results.

"You internet is taking too long," You whined out playfully and he shook his head at how impatient you were being,

"It'll load," He yawned while placing his head in your neck and staring at the screen, it was taking long to load so he closed his eyes for a couple of seconds.

"I PASSED!" He practically jumped back from you as you woke him up from a one-minute nap and stared at you,

"I passed!!! Baby, I got 100 out of 100!" You were practically yelling the place down out of excitement and once Jimin's brain caught up with what was happening he engulfed you in a tight embrace.

"I told you, you had nothing to worry about! You did great angel!" He yelled out while pulling you to lay down, you were far too excited to go to sleep though.

"I wanna celebrate!" You laughed as you saw him trying to fall back to sleep, he hummed tiredly so you giggled leaning down to kiss his lips before snuggling against him.

Taehyung:

The results were being released 'sometime this week' that was all you knew, so you'd done nothing but hunch over your laptop for the last week trying to see when they would come in. This was more nerve-wracking than the exam had been for you, you found yourself not being able to sleep as you waited anxiously for them.

Taehyung was in the shower washing his hair when he heard a loud scream come from the living room,

"Babe?!" He yelled out, rushing to wrap a towel around the lower half of his body before grabbing the plunger and racing into the living room where he found you jumping up and down.

"I PASSED! I PASSED! I PASSED!" You sang happily not noticing your boyfriend standing there holding a plunger until you stopped bouncing and saw him,

"What are you doing with that?" You laughed as he lowered it down,

"I heard you scream, I thought someone had broken it-"

"So you were going to what? Plunger them to death?" You began laughing as you watched him drop the plunger on the floor and begin to step towards you,

"Come here babe, let me give you a celebratory hug-" He launched himself towards you and you screamed trying to move away from him but he managed to grab your wrist and pull you into a tight wet hug.

"Tae!!!! I just got dressed!" You winged as he picked you up and began carrying you towards the bathroom, reminding you of how proud he was that you'd passed the class.

Jungkook:

The test had been online -- since most of your classes weren't lately since being in Korea with your boyfriend -- and Jungkook had the genius idea of taking the same test with you to make you less anxious about it. Your teacher failed to notice that there was an extra test in the pile and had graded it as if he was just another student so now you were waiting for the results to come in.

"What if I failed?" You questioned nervously looking up at Namjoon and Jungkook, you were at the dorms for the day since the guys wanted to know what Jungkook got on the test.

"I doubt you failed, Jungkook said you're really smart," You scoffed at the remark from Namjoon and shook your head,

"I'm as stupid as they come," You sighed looking down at your phone when the signal chimed in. Jungkook practically raced over to the sofa with his phone and counted down to opening them up.

"Jungkook? What did you get?" Jin questioned looking up from the game he was playing with Jimin, all of them turned to look at him as he sheepishly hid the phone behind his back.

"Oh fuck, if he failed I've failed." You whimpered looking down at the phone nervously but as soon as you read your results you lept out of the sofa and yelled out in joy.

"What?!" All the boys questioned in unison as they watched you closely,

"I got 100!" You began hopping up and down from one foot to the other while Jungkook tried to sneak out of the room without being seen.

"Guk? What did you get?" You giggled as he began to turn a bright red colour, all eyes were on him this time and he bit down on his lip mumbling the answer to himself.

"What?" Yoongi questioned teasingly, he wanted to know what he got. Jungkook had been bragging all week about how he'd 'aced' the test with flying colours.

"35. I got a 35." Your eyes softened as you watched Jungkook turn into a hurt expression,

"Baby...You didn't know the subject that well, it's okay." He pouted out his bottom lip like a child would so you giggled, going over to him and comforting him while you tried to mask your excitement for your own grade.

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The Substitute Lover (2)

word count: 1.7k

genre: fluff, angst hehe

pairing: myg x reader

summary: Finally meeting the college boy you've been eyeing on for months, everything goes wrong when you realise what you're really getting yourself into.

a/n: this is part 2!!! i cant figure out how to link the first part properly but if you know how pls slide into my dms and teach me hehe you can find part 1 at my tumblr profile. thank you for the love on the first chapter!!! 🥺 i'll do my best!!! NEXT | PREVIOUS

As soon as you're out of the view, Hoseok immediately swung an arm around Yoongi's shoulder. He was delighted for his friend, afterall, it has been a while since he was in a relationship.

Yoongi took what happened to heart. Namjoon noticed, it didn't take a genius to. He warningly eyed Hoseok who pretended not to see him. The mint haired boy shrugged off the hand and faced them.

"It's your fault, Hoba." He sighed, using the nickname they had for their energetic friend. "She's a senior and isn't around the campus much but news here spread like wildfire. I don't want her to think—" he continued but Hoseok cut him off.

"Think what? Listen, Yoongi. It's over between you two, it has been for a long time. I think it's time you quit moping and start giving yourself a chance to be happy again." This made Yoongi snap his head towards him. Hoseok may be chatty but he always knew not to cross that line. Both him and Namjoon did. What happened was considered taboo and was never spoken about, no matter how long ago it was.

"What did that Y/N feed you? Aren't I your friend here?" He challenged. Hoseok was about to answer when Namjoon intervened. He patted both of the men on the shoulder to kill the tension arising.

"Let's head to rehearsals, please. I don't want to be the receiving end of Mrs. Lee's anger today."

The auditorium was crowded, all students that are part of the recital are scattered around. Since the trio are all helping the backstage crew, they immediately went to their place and settled in.

"Where have you guys been?" Mijin whispered. They all shrugged in return, she wouldn't rat them out. Knowing well that she would do anything to cover up for Yoongi. Though she acts nonchalant about it, she has been crushing on him since their freshmen years.

"Just do your job and don't fuck this up. Please." She pleaded. All the trio did was nod.

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You are now banging your head on the library table, earning looks from the other students who are procrastinating due to the upcoming finals. If the stake wasn't this high, you wouldn't be this stressed about it. You mentally scold yourself for acting so bold that day. For all you know, Yoongi might be a secret genius and that leaves you making a damn fool out of yourself not only in front of Hoseok and Namjoon but the entire campus aswell.

News of your mess spread quickly, the girl who wore thick-glasses and ugly sweaters asking the ace of the Music department out. You try and avoid their stares and focused on your notes. Praying to the heavens that you at least score decent enough if not scoring higher than Yoongi.

At this point, you don't even bother for the date. You just want to do your best. That is until it was time for your Humanities class again. Your hands are clammy as the test paper are handed out. You prepared for the test but somehow, your heart is pounding out of your chest.

You easily navigate through the questions but one left you confused. You try to recall the answer for a good five minutes but eventually gave up. If you don't know it now, you'll probably not know it later. That is until all papers have been passed and it was time to exit the classroom that a lightbulb went off in your head.

"Plato." you whine. The answer was Plato. You rub your fingers to your temple and let out a frustrated groan.

"Y/N!" a voice you recognise to be Hoseok called out. Honestly, you don't want to face them today. You are embarrassed still, and you're sure if looks could kill, you'd be dead at how Yoongi is shooting glares in your direction.

You adjust your backpack and offered a wave.

"Do you already know where you want to go for the date?" Namjoon teased. Hoseok laughed beside him, shoving his hands in his jean pockets.

"Oh," You sigh. "I don't think I'd be able to go on that date."

That made Yoongi look up at you. He should be relieved, he thought. But he was more intrigued as to why you decided against the bet.

"I forgot the answer to Test II, number 5. I left it blank instead, however when I remembered the answer, the papers were already collected." Not that Yoongi cared, but you seemed sad to not be able to go on that date.

"Think positive, Y/N. The deal was to score higher not to have a perfect score." Hoseok encouraged.

"It's okay, what matters was that I tried. I know Yoongi will ace the test. Specially when the stake was a date with me." you shrugged nonchalantly.

You moved towards him and held out a hand. He eyed it skeptically before lifting his arm to shake it.

"Wait! The results are not out yet!" Namjoon whined. If he was initially opposed to this, he no longer was. He was just as invested as Hoseok was. Pushing you to win against Yoongi.

You laughed and took a step back. "Alright then. If I do win, I want to go to Lotte World."

"You haven't been there?" Hoseok asked. You shook your head.

"I came from Daegu. This is my first time in Seoul and I haven't been able to roam around due to our classes. Besides, I don't see the point entirely but if I would go on a date, I would like it to be there."

Yoongi pretended to not pay attention. It made sense that you were not from the metro. The way you dress and your things are certainly not what a typical college student would wear to the campus. To add to that, he now does notice an accent from the way you speak.

"Namjoon!" a voice called over. It was Mijin, if you recall correctly, she was also part of the rehearsals the trio attended. Hoseok introduced the both of you the first time you had lunch with them. Taking that as a cue to leave, you gathered your things and went home.

The week flew by and before you know it, it was time for the exam results. You were dreading to attend class but not wanting to look like a sore loser, you got ready for the day.

Yoongi subconsciously kept track of the days too. Instead of practicing and attending rehearsals, he found himself too caught up with waiting for the results. He tried to convince himself that he just wants to ensure that you two never go on that date but he isn't really sure.

His heart was pounding out of his chest as he lay down his bed. He was one of the few lucky ones who doesn't have a roommate. Hoseok and Namjoon were, on the otherhand. Deciding to take the day off, he doesn't really give a fuck if he wins or loses the bet. With that, he turned and covered his head with a pillow, trying to fall back asleep.

"Pay up." Yoongi groaned as he hears Hoseok's voice inside his dorm. Namjoon chuckled and called out to Yoongi.

"Hey, I put my bet on you! Hoba told me you'd be too chicken to attend class today and I didn't believe him but seeing it for myself," he trailed off. Yoongi blindy threw his pillow at the two boys maniacally laughing to his side.

"Get up and get dressed. We're going to be late." Namjoon ordered.

Yoongi decided to not bother arguing with them. He knows he won't be able to get out of this so might as well get it done and over with.

Walking to class was annoying for Yoongi. With Hoseok waving the money Namjoon paid him with in Yoongi's face and dreading the results of the exam. He was fucking frustrated.

You came into view, trying to insert yourself into the crowd of people. Trying to get a view of the results. You failed, being lanky and small. You huff, to which Yoongi watched in amusement. You were something, he thought.

"Y/N!" Hoseok beamed and Namjoon followed. Yoongi trailed behind.

"Oh, I haven't seen the results. I'm waiting for the crowd to die down." You explained. Hoseok, excited to know the results, held onto you and helped you squeeze into the bodies of students trying to get a glimpse of their grade.

Yoongi's eyes trailed from Hoseok's hand that was holding onto both of your arms from behind. He knew that his friend was just eager to know the results in order to rub it in his face but the contact of skin made him feel as if it's something he shouldn't be seeing. It felt as if his eyes were interrupting something.

You seemed uncomfortable, he noted. Hoseok was one to be physically comfortable around people. With occasional brushes of hands or an arm around shoulders, you can always expect it from him. Yoongi knew this but he was still somehow bothered by it.

"Yoongi." He was snapped out of his daze when you called for him. He saw your tiny figure offer him a hand.

"Congratulations, Yoongi. It was a great bet." You spoke calmly. He wondered what the results were. To confirm, he didn't shake your hands but instead took a look at it for himself.

FINALS RESULT SY 20XX-20XX

1. Kim Namjoon -100/100

2. Min Yoongi and L/N F/N - 99/100

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His eyes widened. He realised you congratulated him because technically, you didn't score higher than him. You didn't win.

Hoseok and Namjoon was chatting with you, patting your back as you smiled at them in return. Assuring them that it's okay and you'll go to Lotte World another time.

"Don't worry, Y/N. Hoba and I would bring you to Lotte World soon!" Namjoon beamed.

You laughed in glee and thanked both of them.

You were about to walk away when Yoongi did something he didn't expect.

"Meet me at the campus gate, 9:00am tomorrow. Don't be late."

With that, Yoongi turned and left. Leaving you with your mouth hanging open, Hoseok and Namjoon smiling at you as they try to catch up with their friend. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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[tolerateit]

First of all, thank you so much for responding, and doing so SO quickly you're such a gem <3 The first example does actually help and it's something I tend to avoid doing, and solely relying on the second one, procrastinate until I have to do it "or else" lmao That's the thing though, I want to do these things, it's just the fear that's stopping me from doing them that I don't even want to break them down into smaller and more manageable tasks, but I'm gonna take your expertise on it and run with it, starting today in fact. Oh and agreeing to do something immediately and then thinking about doing it also works but only sometimes, there are times when I end up feeling overwhelmed by the thing I previously agreed to do and I end up being like "hey can we reschedule" and hope they forget about it And I know that I don't have to be the best at everything I do but it's that damn childhood trauma that makes me feel like I either be 100% the best at it or just not even try if I know I'm gonna fail. The logical brain side is like, of course, I'm gonna make mistakes, it's by far one of the best ways to truly learn but then monkey brain pops up and it's like "If you even make the mistake of a misplaced comma you're the worst person in existence and deserve to fail at life" and then I don't even want to do the thing. Like hey, I absolutely love learning but if I have to show others any sort of progress I'm gonna stick to the phrase "I love learning" and not do any of that learning. I might as well mention it while I'm here, the childhood trauma I keep talking about first started when I was enrolled in English classes (ESL speaker here) when I was about 4-4.5 but I've always been a bit antisocial so I didn't want to go to a place where I didn't know anyone. Anyway, we had tests as classes tend to do and I got a terrible grade that upset my dad and threw him into a bit of a violent rage. He apologized after but what's a soft apology after a violent rage to a 4 year old gonna do? Not much, that's what lol And that's what's made me afraid of failure in general, and especially any sort of academic failure to the point where I was a straight-A student, and at one point in 5th or 6th grade, I got a B in math and spent a couple of hours circling my apartment building trying to convince myself to go home and face the consequences, fully expecting another rageful violent fit but that didn't happen. It's hilarious in retrospect because the reason I got that B was that I completely overlooked one of the questions, like straight up didn't see it lmao On the other hand, I completely finished my English degree simply out of fear of failing out of school and not amounting to anything in life so that's something that's a bit positive out of the whole thing. I was more afraid of failing school instead of having a failed class here or there, and although I failed a couple and retook the exams later, the first fear overwhelmed the second one so I never even thought about dropping out.

But yeah, I hate to say it but that same fear ended up being replicated in pretty much every other area of my life and I sometimes really hate myself for not figuring out better ways to get over/through it.

it must have been difficult for you to open up about it but thank you for sharing this with me! I completely understand the urge to reschedule like it is SO strong especially when you're closer to the deadline. sometimes it's okay to just sit with your monkey brain and let it know that you are listening to it, don't force yourself to check all boxes at once if that makes sense? take your time is what im trying to say, i hope you manage to find a point where the monkey brain steps back to let logic take over so you can feel relatively at ease in the future!

[starryse]

Hot & Cold

13 Days of SVT Christmas- Day 3

Jeonghan x Reader

Fluff, Christmas au, friends?enemies? to lovers au

2.2k

Snow was a given on Christmas, that, anyone knew. It wasn’t odd for inches of snow to cover the ground, and for the sky to be a bright white instead of its normal shades of blue. However, when it comes to Christmas plans, everyone seems to forget about the same snow they had been squealing about days prior.

You weren’t an exception.

Your breath fogged the window in front of you, the dew forming blurring the outside view. Groaning, you dropped your head down, forehead resting on the cold glass.

You didn’t mind staying cooped up inside when the roads were too dangerous to drive on, in fact, you loved it. It was a nice change of pace when you had to stay home; rather than having thousands of plans a day with only 24 hours to do them, your only option was to relax and work around the house. But when your roommate's annoying friend was also going to be snowed in with you, you couldn’t dread it anymore.

“Aww what’s wrong y/n? Hot date get canceled cause of the snow?”

You backed away from the window, a slight red mark left on your forehead. “Actually no, I’m just so excited to be stuck with you,” you scoffed.

Jeonghan’s smug smile grew, a dramatic sigh leaving his lips as he plopped onto the couch, “ah ditto, beautiful. I can’t wait to spend Christmas with you.”

“Please can you stop arguing for just 5 minutes? We’re snowed in for God knows how long, try and get along”

You and Jeonghan turned your heads towards the scruff voice belonging to your friend. His hand rubbed his creased forehead, eyes squinting shut. You sighed, nodding your head as you walked over to the male, “I’ll do my best, just keep your little devil in check and we’ll be fine”

Jeonghan cackled, leaning over the couch, white-sleeve cladded arms resting on the back, “does that mean you’re my angel?”

You groaned as you walked away from the smirking dark haired man on the couch, “Oh my God I’m going to my room”

“Can I join?!”

You flipped off the laughing male, quickly shutting your door right after.

The sun had begun to set, the snow just barely letting up from earlier. The sunset outside shown through the sheer curtains in your room, soft orange hues reflecting onto your walls. You had been in your room for a few hours, most of which were spent groaning and whining about the crazy amount of work you had to complete before next semester (which was in a week). The other good chunk of the time was you lounging on your bed, fingers mindlessly scrolling through your phone as you mentally prepared yourself to be in the presence of Jeonghan for what could be days.

Yours and Jeonghan’s relationship was a complicated one. Simple really to your shared close friends (which happened to be all of your friends), to them it was mere sexual tension, convinced you both had to big of egos to fuck one out. Meanwhile, to outsiders it may seem as if you truly hated one another, that the pure existence of each other was the bane of your lives. But for you, you didn’t know what it was. You didn’t hate Jeonghan, God no. You couldn’t lie and say you didn’t enjoy his remarks from time to time. And maybe you found him incredibly attractive. Also you 100% daydreamed about him more than you’d like to admit.

No. No no. He annoyed you. Constantly antagonizing everything you did, whether it was when you tripped over nothing and landed on a pile of Mingyu’s dogs shit, or when you were rejected by the waiter you had tried flirting with. Jeonghan always had some remark that made your blood boil.

But he was also the same guy who knew how hard you had studied for your exam, only for you to fail it, and proceed to comfort you and order you takeout. And there were all the times where Coups couldn’t come home and Jeonghan offered to stay with you (he knew how much you hated being alone at night.) He’s confusing. But then again you could only guess you were too.

“Hello my angel, dinners readyyy”

Jeonghan stood at your door, his body leaning against the frame. His dark hair casted over his eyebrows, hair parting to reveal his forehead and the small scar above his eyebrow (you may or may not have accidentally did that when you first met).

You rolled over from your previous position facing your window. Sitting up, you stretched your arms as you twisted your back. Jeonghan couldn’t help but shamelessly watch as your shirt clung to your skin as you moved, he was a simple guy. His eyes quickly darted up towards yours when you gazed over at him.

“Sooo why are you still standing there?”

Your question seemed to snap him out of his haze, his mouth stuttering out random words before he flipped you off and “ran” back out the door. That seems to be a common occurrence in the house. You snorted, standing up from your bed to go eat dinner.

“They say that the snow isn’t going to let up anytime soon. Don’t be surprised if we’re snowed in the next 2 days” Seungcheol leaned back on the couch, his elbow propped on the arm rest, head in his hand as he flipped through the Netflix shows.

You sat between the boys, feet propped on the coffee table in front of you,“can’t we watch a Christmas movie, Christmas is literally tomorrow?” Your answer was quickly given when Cheol kicked your legs off the table, causing them to fall onto the ground with a thud. You muttered a few curse words under your breath, bringing your legs up to sick criss cross on the couch.

Jeonghan laughed as he watched the two of you banter over something as little as a Christmas movie, though he wasn’t entirely surprised- you were both immensely stubborn.

Waiting for the perfect timing, Jeonghan slyly reached behind your back, grabbing the remote from the crack of the couch between you and Cheol. His eyes darted from the tv to you two as he sneakily flicked on a movie.

The sound of Christmas bells and people talking caught both yours and the pouty man on your lefts attention, your mouths shutting as you turned to the tv screen.

A loud screech erupted from your mouth, your legs quickly bouncing on the floor as you pointed a finger at the pouting man, “YES! In your face, Cheol! Christmas wins again!” Said man slunk down in his seat, half of his body towards the floor as he groaned in annoyance, “Jeonghan really? I thought you were on my side man”

Jeonghan merely laughed, his arm patting Seungcheol’s shoulder, “What can I say, I’m a sucker for Christmas movies,” his eyes drifted over at you, watching as yours lit up in delight as you watched the movie in front of you, “and maybe I like seeing others happy.”

Seungcheol only sighed, knowing fair well why the dark haired boy betrayed him. Oh how he had looked forward to being a third wheel.

It was close to midnight now, the first movie had been done for a few hours as the 3rd one ran. The small living room was lit up by the lights strung on the tree in the corner and the strands along the archway. You may have fallen asleep halfway during the 2nd movie, leaving just Coups as Jeonghan fell asleep in the beginning of the 3rd.

Seungcheol looked over towards your two huddled figures. You were stuck to Jeonghan’s side like glue, his arm drapes around your side, hand pressed against your hip. The blanket previously wrapped around you was now discarded on the floor, the only thing keeping you from freezing was whatever body heat Jeonghan was radiating without a blanket himself. The eldest sighed, muttering an idiots under his breath as he stood up, tossing the blanket over the two of you before switching off the tv and heading to bed.

“MERRRRYY CHRISTMAS!!”

You moaned, leaning your body away from the sound, stuffing your head into the closest thing next to you. The feeling of hair in your mouth caused you to spew, your eyes peeling open as you lifted your head. The view of Jeonghan’s head right next to yours made you gasp, your eyes widening in shock. You glared over at Seungcheol who stood in front of you with a smug grin, similar to the one the sleeping boy always wore, “Seungcheol. What am I doing?”

The boy tilted his head in mock confusion, “well it seems to me you’re sleeping with Jeonghan?” You scrambled up, grabbing the pillow next to you before wacking the manically laughing man as he ran to sit next to the tree. The sudden movement caused said boy to stir, his hands rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

You halted your movement, turning to look at Jeonghan who was now sitting half awake beside you on the couch.

“Merry Christmas”

You quickly answered back, a slight pink rising to your cheeks at his deeper than normal voice. God bless mornings.

Seungcheol clapped his hands, a grin etching across his face as he leaned his body over to grab one of the presents underneath the tree, “y/nnn, this ones for you!”

You smiled back, standing up from your seat, dropping the blanket on the floor in the process as you walked over to sit next to Cheol. You grabbed the present from him as he waved one of his hands at Jeonghan, the dark haired boy getting the hint as he tiredly walked over next to you. You waited for Seungcheols cue to open it, his head nodding. You greedily tore the wrapping paper off, the scraps falling onto the floor as well as Jeonghan’s legs that were sprawled in front of him. The boy looked at you, eyes squinting, “in a hurry much are we Y/n?”

You ignored his comment, instead gasping at the camera you’ve been wanting that sat in your hands. Your eyes widened, body immediately flinging into Coups’ already open arms, “you’re the bestest best friend ever, thank you Cheol.”

Seungcheol squeezed you one more time before you leaned back onto your knees in front of the tree. You passed one of the presents from you to Seungcheol, placing it in his hands that were held out flat in front of him. For a 25 y/o, he sure was giddy like a child when it came to presents.

The man cackled at the sight of the sushi boxers in front of him, the hidden meaning of the gift a fond memory, “thanks Y/n, I will cherish these beautes forever.” You smiled, patting his head. You sat back next to Jeonghan, waiting for more presents to be passed about.

Seungcheol smirked at the small, light blue wrapped present in the back of the tree, “ah, I almost forgot about this one. Y/n, this last one is yours”

You narrowed your eyes at the smug man, wondering why he was smirking at you because of a gift. Hesitantly grabbing the gift, you began slowly unwrapping it (much much slower compared to the first few presents you had torn open.) As you focused on the present, you didn’t notice the nervous man next to you, his fingers fiddling together as he gnawed on his bruising lip. He watched you through the hair that crowded his sight, cheeks the color of the lights that decorated the tree.

Your heart slowed at the now un-wrapped present, hands gently lifting the silver chain. You glanced up, eyes meeting Seungcheols. He shook his head, pointing a finger towards Jeonghan as he pretended to stretch his arms out. Your eyebrows furrowed, mouth forming a small O. You looked down at the necklace, fingers tracing the jeweled heart as you opened the locket. Your breath hitched at the engraved letters- a J for Jeonghan and your own first initial as well.

Jeonghan jumped at the sudden contact, his heart beating rapidly at the weight of your body against his. Snapping out of the shock, he softly wrapped his arms around you, his hand placed on the back of your neck as he pressed his cheek against the side of your head. He was on fire, maybe not literally, but he sure felt as if he were in flames.

You pulled back, hands gently cupping his cheeks, “why?”

Jeonghan smiled, and not the usual devilish smirk he did- no, this was different. Was it adoration? Happiness? “Because I'm maybe, possibly, 100%, for sure in love with you”

You melted at his words, a light laugh sounding before pressing your lips on his cheek, “Well maybe, possibly, 100%, for sure am I in love with you too”

The man's eyes lit up at that, a large grin spreading across his face. Pulling you back against him, he squeezed your body as he fell against the ground, a loud cheer leaving his mouth. Your laughs filled the air, a sound you were sure your neighbors could hear 2 doors down.

Seunghceol sighed at the sight, though a fond smile was hidden behind that, “let the 3rd wheeling begin.”