#today i had a math exam and felt really good

[gatheryepens]

Week 2 of exams done one more week babyyyy ;)

[vcill]

✧🩷 Good Girl 🩷✧

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Diavolo →

Adjusting to RAD is never easy, with so many exams, having to deal with the demon brothers, baby knows how you feel and knows how stressed and pent you are.

Tell him all about how Mammon and Levi almost burnt down the science lab, and how he would've been able to put it out by how much he's making you squirt.

Angry that Satan got a higher score than you on a test? Take your anger out on him. Squeeze your thighs on his head, suffocate him and make sure he ain't breathing.

Uh oh! What's that tone you used towards the future king? That's not good at all. Don't worry, he'll fuck the sense back into you. A nice apology while fucking you still sounds perfect.

Him fucking and stuffing you so full that you forgot why you even had an attitude to begin with. Apologies being nothing but moan and whimpers while begging him to ruin you. ♡

Him telling you that you did such a good job today, such a good girl for him. Taking him all and not complaining. Draining him dry and making you soaked and full is the best thing a good girl could ever receive .

Barbatos →

He only ever wants the best for you, so failing a test or being late to class isn't gonna make him mad at you.

Good girls know how to study, keep track of their test, when to fall asleep at a good time and not miss school. So really, you've been really bad. But owning up to your mistakes makes it almost better.

Studying for a math test should be easy as you count how many times you've both came. No, it wasn't 5, it was 8. Looks like you guys have to start over. Nope, him eating you out and fucking you is two different things! You don't add those together.

Unless you wanna be there all night, you better start learning.

Falling asleep and missing class? Mm mm. Go ahead and work yourself on his cock while he sits there an does nothing, you need to build your stamina after all. Surprise fuck when you're asleep? Need to always be aware of your surroundings, no excuse for letting your guard down.

Soon enough, you'll learn. You remember how many orgasms you've had, know how to keep working his cock without getting tired, and to properly prep yourself when it's time to get fucked by his cock at night.

Like a good girl, you learn how to do what you're told and be the perfect little fucktoy for the perfect butler.

Solomon →

Being his sweet little apprentice, you'll gladly help in anything he might need. For example, he recently learned a new spell and needed a T̶e̶s̶t̶ s̶u̶b̶j̶e̶c̶t̶ volunteer. Of course, you willing took the part, not even asking what the spell is.

Soon enough, you learn. You feel hot, moist, and slightly dizzy. But most of all, you want dick. Sorcerer dick matter of fact. Looks like the spell works on anyone in the room, cause all Solomon wanted was that phat pussy.

Being railed on one of the desk in the room wasn't on your list today, but you're not complaining. Solomon using all his force and knocking the air out of you as he hits the spot you know and love. Watching your body jiggles from his thrust, drool drip for your cunt and mouth.

Oh this spell is really good. So good, maybe he should cast another, if it's okay with you of course. Your moaning is more then enough consent to proceed, as soon as he casted this one, you both felt so sensitive. His hand on your thighs making your pussy drip even more. Your nails scratching his back made him want to burst.

Ok ok, one more. Be a good girl and let him do his thing, alright? You can take some more. The aching in your legs seem to disappear as your mind goes blank, only thing you can think about is Solomon Solomon Solomon. All you want is him to fill you up and keep you feel. Keep milking him, make sure he can never fill back up again.

You both are so overstimulated but don't give a fuck, maybe this time you also cast a spell which makes both of you whine like crazy. Look at you learning to cast spells just like him, such a good girl you are.

Simeon →

Simeon thinks you're always so good to him. Doing everything as you should, eating your breakfast, brushing your teeth, eating a good meal. What more can he ask?

Good girl deserve the best of course, go ahead and relax as he sucks that tasty pussy of yours. Continue doing your home work while he works his fingers inside of you. Don't worry about the mess your making, he'll clean it right up as long as you keep squirting for him.

How you take care of him when he's stressed, taking his cock whole while drool drips from your mouth. The little tears in your eyes look so beautiful as he makes you choke on it. Such a good girl taking him all! Want him to fuck you now? I bet you do! ♡

He only wants to do what you want him to do. You want him to move? How hard? Where do you want him to hit it? There? That feels good? I'm sure it does.

But he can't spoil you too much. You only get what you earned. You really think you're so slick adding on to the things you did today. You answered a question correctly in class, so you deserve to be fucked one more time. Better hope he doesn't figure out you lied about a few things. Good girls don't lie, rightttt?

When you finish, he lays beside you, telling you how pretty his baby girl is. Asking you if you can do it again tomorrow and how you better promise that you will. His good girl always keeps her promises!

[nkplanet]

FIRST & SECOND

PAIRING: highschool!jungwon x highschool!reader SUMMARY: yang jungwon is your academic rival. the competitiveness between the two of you finally stops when you begin to crack under the pressure WARNINGS: angst (with comfort), toxic parents, jungwon is a little mean, reader skips meals/doesn’t take care of themselves, rushed ending bc i didn’t know how to end this whoopsies WORD COUNT: 1430

NOTE: happy christmas to all who celebrate! and if you don’t, i hope you’ve had a wonderful day anyway. feel free to talk to me about how your day was, even if it wasn’t the best!! 🫶 this fic is my gift to you - enjoy :)

yang jungwon had never been the nicest to you, but it wasn’t like you never reciprocated his snappy comments. sure, you were civil, but the constant competition between the two of you left things tense. even your teachers could sense it, trying to calm things down but failing miserably. you were the highest scoring students in your year, always one or two marks away from each other. some students even placed bets on which one of you would would get the highest scores after exams.

“so,” jungwon drawled from where he was sat behind you, “what do we think this time? personally, i think i’m going to exceed all expectations, and you’ll crash and burn.” you turned around and scoffed, “in your dreams, yang. we both know i’m going to be first this time.”

jungwon simply laughed at you, and you felt anger bubble up inside your chest. it was a math test and, although you were admittedly pretty good at math, jungwon beat you in every exam. his brain was somehow hardwired to remember every single topic you’d ever learned, and he wrote so impossibly fast that he often finished before many were halfway through their tests.

getting home that night, you knew your parents wouldn’t be happy. every time you had an assessment of any kind, they would ridicule you and force you to study until you passed out. tonight wouldn’t be any different.

you were immediately threatened with no dinner unless you studied, a meal which you often skipped in favour of looking over notes anyway. in fact, there were many things that you missed out during the day. you rarely stuck to a skincare routine, as they never fit into your rigorous schedules. it was rare that you really took the time to take care of yourself. although you knew it wasn’t healthy, your parents perpetuated this behaviour to the point where it was now your norm. and so, you began studying. you continued all through the night, almost forgetting to stop for a snack. it was only when you practically passed out on top of your textbooks that you stopped and had some rest.

it seemed when you woke up that your non-stop studying had finally caught up with you. you almost didn’t wake up with your alarm, and panicked after forgetting one of your books. you almost missed the bus but, when you finally got to school and embraced the peace that came with it, a nagging voice in your ear began tormenting you.

“so, almost late today? you’re really slipping, huh?” jungwon teased, leaning on your desk. you glared up at him through your lashes. “i’m not in the mood, yang. leave me alone.” “gosh, so rude. what must your parents think?” that one got you. you but your tongue, despite wanting to both cry and rip jungwon’s head off. you folded your arms and laid your head on them, effectively blocking jungwon out.

he looked confused as he walked behind you to his seat. where was your spark? normally you but him back. were his words really affecting you all that much? he stared at your slumped body in concern, absently flicking through his textbook as an attempt at some last minute revision. you stayed still, not moving a muscle. it was almost like you didn’t care anymore.

in reality, you didn’t. you’d gotten less than jungwon in that test. so much less that you placed fourth in your year. upon hearing of this, your parents went ballistic. they yelled at you, called you a failure and a disgrace, all while you simply sat and stared. you didn’t care anymore. you’d burnt yourself out, and it seemed like you didn’t want to do anything anymore.

people began to take note of your spiral. your teachers, especially, who offered you the minimum they could. you could hear your fellow students murmuring, wondering what had happened for you to fall so far. most of all, jungwon had grown increasingly worried about you. his recent quips (not that there had been many - in fact, he’d laid off a little) had gone unnoticed, and it was like nothing existed to you anymore. your grades continued to fall, as did your rivalry with jungwon.

after an essay, jungwon decided enough was enough. he stopped at your desk, tapping you on the shoulder to wake you from where you were slumped over, sleeping. “what do you want?” you mumbled, not meeting his eyes. “are you okay?” he asked. you could hear concern in his voice but failed to see how or why he felt that way. what if this was all just a trick? “i’m fine, yang. it’s none of your business anyway,” you retorted, looking away from him. “it’s just- you seem really down. you don’t talk to anyone, not even our teachers, and your grades have slipped-“ “is that was this is about? my grades? you couldn’t care less about me, you only want a competition. well, fuck you, jungwon. i don’t care anymore. i’m not gonna be your stupid punching bag.” he took a step back, looking genuinely offended. “fine. if that’s how you want it, that’s how it’ll be. good luck and good riddance.”

the next few weeks were hard. you’d come to realise that jungwon was the only person you really connected with at school, despite your rivalry. the isolation started getting to you, which was how you found yourself seeking him out. he’d been sat at his desk studying in a free period, and the classroom was almost empty. you walked up to his desk, and he looked up from his textbook.

“hi,” you said quietly, your voice cracking and tears coming to your eyes.

he stood up almost immediately, wrapping his arms around you tightly and leading you outside while you cried into his shirt. he shushed you as you continued to sob, stroking your hair. “it’s okay,” he said countless times, “you can cry.” you pushed away from him slightly, looking up at him with wet cheeks and red eyes. “i’m sorry,” you whispered. his heart broke at the sight of you.“you have nothing to be sorry about. if anything, i’m the one that’s sorry - i shouldn’t have said all those awful things to you. it was wrong of me,” he replied softly. you scoffed lightly, “we both said them, we’re both in the wrong here.” he just smiled at you.

you knew eventually you’d have to explain yourself, so you took a deep breath and looked away.

“my parents,” you started. jungwon tried to cut you off, tried to tell you that you didn’t have to tell him, but you raised a hand and continued. “my parents wanted me to be the best. they wanted me to be really smart, to go on to university and make the family proud. every time i got second place, they’d say these awful things. i just kept working harder and harder until i broke, i guess.” jungwon looked at you with something like empathy in his gorgeous eyes. “just how hard did you say you were working?” “hard,” you replied, “i know it’s not right, but sometimes i- i forget to take care of myself. i felt like i needed to forgo things so that i could be better.” he tutted, pulling you against his chest again. some nearby students gawped at you, and he sent them a terrifying glare. “you need to take care of yourself. this isn’t right.”

you simply sighed and buried yourself further into his arms. “i know, but right now i feel better than i have in weeks.” jungwon pulled away from you slightly, a scared look on his face. “listen,” he said, “i have something to tell you.” you became wary, untangling your arms from his. “i’ve liked you for a while. i guess i teased you to, i don’t know, bury the feelings? but i just can’t keep them in anymore. i really do like you.”

you couldn’t find the words to reply. he started to panic, stumbling over words to defend himself, so you did the one thing on your mind - you pulled him in by the collar of his shirt and kissed him.

he short-circuited, standing stiffly before kissing you back. one of his hands reached the back of your neck, while the other rested on your waist. when you separated, he said breathlessly, "i'm guessing that means you feel the same way?" you smiled at him, a sight he'd never be able to get enough of. "yes, you loser. i really like you too."

[heeverseblog]

focus (jake sim)

pairing: nerd boyfriend!jake x  fem!reader (a.k.a. sub!jake x dom!reader)

summary: your boyfriend was willing to study with you for finals but the only thing you can focus on is him.

genre: smut, tinge of fluff

warning: reader is horny af, finger sucking, dry humping, oral (male receiving), fingering, a lot of cursing, RIDING!

read more under the cut

when it comes to anything about numbers, your boyfriend is the first one you call.

you see, you met him at a math class you had to take for your program since it was general course. and yes, you fell for him at first sight because he looked so cute with his glasses and his smile was so cute. but what got you hooked was how smart he is and how he really loves math and physics.

you became closer and you tried hard to hide your crush towards him. from coffee hang outs and studies in the library, your feelings for him grew and grew by how the way he helped you in class and treated you like you were someone important to him.

tou always thought you'd be the first to confess when o e time you were studying at the library, jake asked you to solve a math problem and you didn’t know why but he said to see if you learned anything.

you were surprised by the answer: i <3 u

what a nerdy and corny way to confess but you have to admit that you couldn’t control your shyness and giddyness after that.

four months later you’re in your boyfriend’s apartment studying for finals because you needed help. but really you just miss him. and he knows that but he doesn’t mind because he misses you too.

“baby,” jake gets your attention, “focus.”

how could you focus when your boyfriend just called you baby and when he loosened the buttons of his shirt, and is wearing his chain necklace inside? not to mention, he kept biting his lips when he was so focused in studying.

“how can i when my boyfriend looks so hot?”

jake immediately felt shy at your remark but masked his feelings by acting serious, “y/n, sseriously. don’t distract me.”

“alright.” you say with a sing-song tone.

you tried to focus but seeing your boyfriend casually bite his lips just kept distracting you and the thought of him letting you suck his fingers then sucking him off and ride him until all he can remember in your exams is your name and how good you made him feel.

your thoughts broke when you felt jake touch your bottom lip.

“keep biting your lip like that it’ll bleed.”

great. your pussy is aching more than it already is.

jake was teasing you. you know that he knows what you’re thinking. to be fair, you’ve been longing for each other since the last time you did it after both of you got wasted in your dorm and end up doing it on your couch.

he kept brushing his thumb at your lip and you can see the transformation of his gaze to a lustful one. your attention drifts from his thumb to his lip that he was now biting.

you couldn’t help it. you held jake’s wrist to which he was surprised but what made him more surprised was when you sucked his thumb that made his dick hard.

“y-y/n, what are you doing?”

“thought you were smart, jakey?” you continue sucking his fingers, this time his middle and index fingers.

“i want you.” you mewl and take his two fingers like it’s his dick.

“we have to focus—u-uh!” jake lets out a moan and you lean forward, gripping his the unbuttoned part of his shirt. but he secretly likes how you’re trying to rile him up.

“i can only focus on you.” you say, almost begging jake to give into you.

jake grunts, “come here, baby.”

you immediately sat yourself on his lap and didn’t wait before you grinded yourself on his thigh.

“fuck.”

you grip at the chair jake was sitting on and continue pushing your hips forward, moaning at the friction you feel between your clothed legs.

“you look so hot today. c-couldn’t focus.”

both of you pant, enjoying the feeling of rubbing yourselves against each other. you grab jake by his nape and leaned down to kiss him feverishly. you continue rocking your hips forward and it made jake gasp, giving you the chance to push your tongue inside his mouth.

with your intense make out, jake’s glasses were hitting your face. you held jake’s wrist when he was about to take them off.

“leave them on. you look so good wearing them.”

jake nods his head before pulling your face down and pressing his lips on yours. you can feel your panties getting soaked by your cum, especially with jake’s dick poking your clothed pussy.

“can i?”

you fidget the zipper of jake’s pants and he nods his head like a kid excited to receive candy.

you got off from his lap and unzipped his pants. by the time you reached his boxers, you grabbed his dick and rubbed it. jake  was letting out cute whimpers that made you smile and it was a signal to take him in your mouth.

“god!” jake threw his head back. you continued bobbing your head up and down, taking your boyfriend’s whole dick in your mouth.

jake was sweating, his glasses were starting to fog up and he couldn’t see you from below. but he didn’t take them off, knowing how much you like seeing him with his glasses.

“s-so good!”

you were choking but hearing jake praise you like that just turned you on more and you kept working hard to make him cum.

“i’m gonna cum!”

jake was pulling your hair hard but you didn’t mind. as long as you were pleasing him.

minutes later, you can taste that white warm, liquid on your mouth. both you and jake were panting. your knees were feeling numb but you tried your best to stand up before sitting down on jake’s lap.

“you did well for me.” jake held your face and wiped his essence with his thumb. he kissed you and grunted when he tasted himself on your lips.

both of you were basically eating each other’s faces while jake inserts his fingers inside your panties.

you whimper and this time it was jake putting his tongue in your mouth. he circles his finger on your clit fast and got you into a moaning mess.

“how does it feel?” jake asks, grunting at the sight of you taking his fingers.

“f-feels good.”

you hid your face on jake’s neck as you continued panting. jake felt chills when he felt your lips on his neck. he moaned with you when you started sucking his neck and plant kisses on it.

“want you inside me...”

jake didn’t hesitate to lift your skirt up and take off your panties. both of you moaned when you sunk down his dick. you threw your head back and jake holds your nape, making you look down at him.

when your gaze landed on jake, you held his face and massaged it as you took a good look at him with his glasses again. the chain necklace he was wearing inside changed how cute he looked to how hot he is wearing that necklace.

“move please.” jake whispers, almost begging.

you smiled at your cute boyfriend and you listened to his request. you slowly bounced up and down, panting at how your walls were squeezing jake’s dick.

jake was holding your waist, aroused at how wet both of you were. later on, he was the one controlling your movements and it made you scream while throwing your head back.

“a-AH!”

“y-you feel so good. w-wanna cum...”

“let’s cum together, jakey?”

jake nods his head vigorously and pushes you down faster until both of you were a panting mess, not caring if your neighbours thought that two students should be studying instead of having sex during their finals.

“i’m so close—fuck!”

your movements slowed down when both of you and jake came. you were holding on his shoulders for your life while jake was holding the small of your back.

“that was...so much better than.... studying,” you say in between breaths.

“i can’t believe i’m saying this but...i think so too.”

both of you end up giggling before you caught jake’s lips again. you deepened the kiss by holding jake’s face with both hands and pull him closer to you.

“y/n, y/n, wait.” jake says in between and you pout.

“we have finals.” jake says as he brushes his hands in your arms, something you find endearing when he does it.

“i know but...”

“how about,” jake holds your cheek with his right hand, “we study for an hour. then...i’m all yours.”

a smile appears on your face, “really?”

“i would be lying if i said i didn’t miss feeling you.”

“hearing that makes me wanna rail you again.”

“uh-uh-uh!” jake raises his finger, “study for an hour.”

you groan and throw your head back, “fine.”

you got off on top of jake and immediately wore your panties, “come on! let’s do some studying.”

jake giggles at your excitement.

[haoreo]

✿ message in a bottle | park jeongseong

content: jay x fem!reader, student au, secret admirer!reader, both of yall are idiots, just fluff tbh

disclaimer: nothing in particular, a lil bit of swearing. i mean no harm to any of the members, this is purely a work of fiction.

word count: 1.7k+

jay was either extremely clueless or simply in denial about his multiple admirers across campus. the multiple chocolates and coffees left on his desk in the morning, the constant invite to be their plus one at whoever’s party - were all politely declined by the boy who was too kind for his own good.

you, on the other hand, were very familiar with such admirers. being jay’s best friend since childhood, you had to endure all of the questions that they would shoot you left and right all about his likes and dislikes. a constant nagging of what his favorite color, flavor, or scent was what you had to endure for most of your friendship with jay.

“you know, you should really start giving this to other people. i think my blood sugar levels are gonna skyrocket with all of this chocolate,” you said thoughtfully one day.

looking up from his textbook, he watched you as you were scanning the pile of sweets in front of you, looking for your next victim. “i never said that you needed to eat them, you know,” he said as he gazed back to the material in front of him.

“but they’re such a waste! you know if you actually gave on of these poor souls a chance, these gifts would stop like right away,” you said in a rush, with your mouth half-full with a candy bar.

little did jay know that you wanted to take back the words that you said right then and there. why, do you ask? because you have had a long-running crush on said boy before you even knew what a crush was. it didn’t take much for you to fall for him, really. all of the times where he held out his hand when you tripped, when he would always make sure that you felt included in every group setting, when he would always arrive with your favorite food to cheer you up whenever you were upset, even if you swore you hid your feelings really well.

but all of that didn’t matter now because you just suggested that he start pursuing other people, probably losing all the little hope you’ve had with him.

“look, all of these gifts are great and all, but,” he paused, briefly looking at you, “they’re not from the person i want,” he finished softly.

because jay had a secret of his own, of course.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

now, you don’t know what 2000s romantic comedy possessed you since that conversation with jay, but you decided to take matters into your own hands, writing and rewriting the same letter that you plan  on slipping into his locker the next day. anonymously, of course.

what could go wrong, right?

which is why you had to put on your greatest acting skills when a little pink note written in red pen fell out of his locker one day.

‘hi jay! weather forecast says it’s gonna be really hot today. don’t forget to drink water okie? ily!’

it could have been the weather, but jay’s cheeks immediately warmed upon reading the note. what made this note different from all of the other things he received? he wasn’t sure, but he was already looking forward to the next one.

“well that one’s new,” you said, reading the note over his shoulder, “somebody’s got a secret admirer,” you said as you wiggled your eyebrows at him with a wide smile.

while temporarily distracted by the sweetness of the note, jay was reminded once again that you didn’t see him the way that he saw you. this note was most definitely from his existing admirers and not from the person he wants the most.

you.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“hi jay! i heard you got a perfect score on our math exam yesterday. i’m so proud of you! ily!”

as jay had hoped, the secret admirer had been writing to him everyday. a lot of them were oddly specific and definitely not general information, but brushed it off thinking that the news would get around somehow.

“what if write them back?” he suddenly questioned during one random lunch break, making you choke on your food.

“well, do you even have a clue on who they are?” now, you were very careful about leaving any signs on who you were in your notes, not leaving any sign that can help jay trace it back to you.

jay paused for a moment before replying “well, nothing about them, i guess. but isn’t it weird that they knew about my exam score? i’m pretty sure you were the only one i told.”

and in that moment, jay’s eyes widened as he felt his heartbeat quicken. “is it you?-“

“no!” you said so loud that the whole cafeteria glanced at where you and jay were seated. you regained your composure and cleared your throat, wracking your brain for a good excuse. “come on jay, i’ve known you since we were in diapers. i even saw you ate your own boogers. somebody probably just took a peak at your paper that day,” you said hastily, forcing out a laugh.

jay forced a small laugh too, returning his attention to his food. of course, because who was jay to you that you’d write love notes to?

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

it’s almost been a month, and the little pink notes quickly became the favorite part of jay’s day. the person behind them always seemed to know exactly what to say at the right time. which is why it bothered him so much when one day the notes had stopped.

what was worse was that you texted him that you were sick that day, leaving him no other option than to stare at your empty desk by the classroom window.

“by the unhealthy amount of time you stare at her, it’s a miracle she hasn’t caught on about your little secret,” his close friend sunghoon said as he sat in his assigned seat.

jay immediately straightened up and brought his focus to his friend. “i don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said defensively.

“yeah, you and ___, both,” sunghoon laughed, “the two of you are so clueless it hurts,” sunghoon finished. he looked to his friend and noticed that he was once again lost in his thoughts.

“hey, i know i’m barely ever serious. but i think it’s about time that you told her, hm?” sunghoon said softly to his friend.

jay could only offer a small nod to his friend. he thought about what sunghoon said. why would he tell you? and ruin your friendship? no, he couldn’t do that. he couldn’t bare the thought of losing your company that he enjoys almost too much.

your excited smile whenever you were about to tell him the latest gossip, your frustrated frown when you couldn’t understand the material he was teaching you, and your peaceful face whenever you end up falling asleep on his shoulder in the middle of one of your movie nights. possibly losing all that over three silly words. no, it wasn’t worth it.

loving you from afar would be enough for jay.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

three days. three days without letters and three days without you. and jay was going to go crazy.

which is why he marched his way to your house with your favorite soup in hand. he didn’t bother knocking anymore, because being your childhood friend, he didn’t really need to.

“what are you doing here?” you said under your fort of pillows and three blankets. you honestly were feeling better, but you still didn’t feel a hundred percent, so you opted in staying home still.

“i brought you your favorite, and honestly school was getting so boring without you,” he said as he took off his jacket and placing his things down before approaching your bed side.

he placed his hand on your forehead, feeling your temperature. “your fever’s not that bad anymore, how are you feeling?”

“better, just not exactly up to go back to school yet,” you said quietly. you kept your gaze on jay, who went and started preparing your food on your desk. curse jay for being so perfect. for being so handsome, caring, and selfless. it was almost impossible to move on from him. but it wasn’t like you wanted to anyway.

after a little bit of fuss from you, you eventually allowed jay to feed you. you hoped that he’d think that any heat that emanated from you was from your fever, and not from his sweet gesture. eventually you finished your food and you started talking about what you’ve missed at school.

“wait, wait. i can’t remember all of this, can you hand me the notepad in my bag? it’s in the front pocket with a pen,” you said without another thought.

jay picked up your bag from your desk chair and brought it to your bed. he opened the front pocket and pulled out the pen and notepad you were talking about.

both of you stared at it in silence.

it was the same pink note that he’s been receiving this past month, with little white hearts printed around its border. and a red pen clipped on.

jay looked at you, waiting for you to speak first. but between fight or flight? oh you definitely weren’t a fighter. so you ran.

but jay ran after you, trapping you between him and your bedroom door.

you couldn’t do anything but close your eyes and hope that the earth would swallow you and save you from this situation.

“look at me,” jay whispered.

“no,” you said even quieter.

jay let out a sigh. “why?” he said desperately.

“because i’m scared,” you shuddered out, “i’m scared of losing you because i’m pretty sure i fucked it all up.”

this was it, all or nothing. “why would it be? i love you the same, don’t i?”

you quickly opened your eyes to witness jay’s warm smile. “i’m sorry i took so long, baby.”

if you were already warm from your fever, you were definitely burning up now.

“can i kiss you?” jay said as he leaned closer.

“you’re gonna get sick,” you whispered back, shifting your gaze back and forth from his eyes and his lips.

“i don’t care. just let me, please,” he begged.

and with the slightest of nods, he brought your face to his, capturing your lips in a kiss. a well overdue one at that.

[bgomtori]

16 : jealousy? maybe..

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written + smau !!

note: y/n gets slightly jealous, bad english.. 😭😭

as the teacher was going around the class to collect the exam scripts, you quickly stretched your aching body. who decided that it was a good idea for you guys to sit quietly, in a room for 1 hour and 50 minutes to do two math papers. for what seemed like forever, the invigilator was finally done counting the number of exam scripts, and dismissed the entire class. everyone groaned, expressing how tired they were and quickly went to their friends.

" y/n! " you turned around to see chaewon's dumbfounded look, already predicting on what she's about to say.

" WHY WAS THE PAPER SO HARD THIS YEAR. I SWEAR WHEN I FIND OUT WHICH TEACHER CREATED THE PAPER, IM GONNA GO RAMPAGE ON THEM BRO. IM ACTUALLY GOING TO LOSE IT. IM GOING TO FAIL, LIKE ACTUALLY. " chaewon whined, shaking you around. you felt that everyone was staring at you two with a weird look, you quickly apologised to the surrounding classmates, and shushed chaewon,

" shut up bro, you're so loud. at this point if you pass it'll be a miracle. " chaewon stared in disbelief,

" are you calling me stupid right now. " she folded her arms, you quickly packed your bags and bidded goodbye to chaewon before she could start physically abusing you.

you walked down the hallways towards beomgyu's classroom, pushing pass the crowd. you stared at the sign that had beomgyu's class on it, slowly peeking into the classroom. you noticed that the class was empty except for beomgyu and another girl. the girl was pissing you off, she was practically giving your man heart eyes!!! unbelievable. you decided to stay civil, not wanting to create a scene, and waited outside, staring at your phone, listening into their conversation. beomgyu noticed you peeking your head into his classroom, and immediately wanted to leave, not like he wasn't already planning an escape route from the girl confessing to him.

beomgyu felt extremely uncomfortable around the girl, despite rejecting her, she still insisted to hang out with him.

" sorry but my friend is waiting for me. " beomgyu apologised, hoping that she'll finally leave him alone, but he was so wrong.

" is it that y/n girl, what's so good about her anyways? just hang out with me beomie" the girl rolled her eyes. beomgyu stared in shock and disgust, he cringed when she called him the nickname he'd only let y/n use.

" i already said no. get that through you thick ass skull. " beomgyu said aggressively, the girl furrowed her eyebrows at beomgyu's sudden retort and backed off and quickly walked out of the classroom. beomgyu paced towards where you were waiting. he nudged you that he was done as he waved at you. you hummed in response before walking down the stairs, beomgyu followed along beside you.

" who was that girl, she's kinda weird for asking you out on an exam day.." you asked, curious, despite it not being any of your business.

" just someone who just confessed to me. apparently today was a special day to her, that's why she asked me on an exam day.. why? are you jealous? " beomgyu teased, you pursed your lips, you definitely were but you didn't want to admit it, the feeling of the jealousy butterflies really made you uncomfortable, you bit your lip hesitantly, thinking of a response.

" nope, just curious. " you replied nonchalently, beomgyu noticed your sudden pause before replying and smirked,

" mm i think you are though.. " you turned to face him with a ' what the fuck? ' look. he chuckled at your reaction, knowing that you would try to fight back, he decided to say something before you could.

" hmm, if you don't like me being asked out, why not you give me one of your hairties, i'll place it around my wrist. " beomgyu suggested, the tip of his ears turning into a slight red colour, slightly embarrassed that he said that. he waited for your response, dying to know your answer, he's been wanting to ask for your hairtie for a long time, wanting to show everyone who he belongs to. you stared at him in shock, feeling the back of your neck starting to get warm, silence thickening as you thought of a response.

" i don't mind you getting asked out.. you don't need to go to such extent.. " you answered, avoiding the stares beomgyu was giving you. beomgyu frowned, a disappointed " oh " left his mouth, which made you have second thoughts. you fiddled around with the two coincidentally matching hairties on your wrist, it was two regular black hairties with similar looking cat charms on it. you bit your lip in hesitation,

" wrist. " you mumbled out, loud enough for only beomgyu to hear. beomgyu stopped in his tracks, tilting his head in confusion. you couldn't bare the silence, embarrassment creeping in as you felt the back of your neck and cheeks grow warmer by each second under his gaze. you just grabbed his wrist and placed the hairtie around it, adjusting it nicely.

" wha- " beomgyu stared at you in slight shock. his ears turned a darker hue of red. he wanted to die at that moment, he was flustered, extremely. flustered. you give him a nervous smile,

" you're lucky i have matching ones, now people will know who it belongs to. " beomgyu felt his heart racing at a faster pace, he swore the world sround you two stopped. he paused for a good 5 seconds before noticing that you were already at the main gate, about to leave the school compound. he quickly ran towards you and sent you home like normal.

[harleyqueen24]

Homework

Vincent de Gramont x Female Reader

Warning: Fluff, swearing.

WORD COUNT : 1.5k

Summary: You arrive at Vincent's mansion to do homework with him. But you know that this evening is not going to be easy.

Again thank you to @murasakispace for the correction.

Part 1/Part 2/Part 3

The car stopped in front of the high gate. The bodyguards opened the way and your vehicle parked in front of the main door. You got out of the car and entered the large mansion. The butler came to welcome you at the door and to take you to your usual room. You crossed the long golden corridors, decorated with numerous statues and paintings. Then, you arrived in the room. It was large and luxurious. In the center was a table with many chairs. Vincent was not here yet. So, you sat down on the first chair that you saw. You took your books and looked at your agenda. Maths for tomorrow. You hated it, a real torture. Although, you had to do it to pass your exam, le Brevet.

You were beginning your exercise on the Pythagorean rules when you felt a presence behind you. It saw you, your book and your movements. Pencil in your hand, you turned around, took the unknown's hand and placed your weapon under his jugular.

"Hey! What are you doing?" he shouted. That voice, you knew it. It was Vincent.

You sighed in relief. "It's only you." You put down your pencil and went back to your work. "Next time, don't get behind me. I almost killed you."

"You're kidding, I hope. Don't give me orders in my house." he said as he sat down. "And, how long have you known how to fight like that?" he asked you.

"Since a long time. But, I never showed you my talents because I was afraid of scaring you." you looked at him with a smirk. "And I was right." He laughed.

"I was not afraid!"

"Really? So, Why did you scream when it happened?"

"I was just surprised."

You looked at him, insightful. Then, you shrugged. "If you say so..." You returned to face the math. Pythagoras confused your mind. You were torturing a lock of your hair, anxious. The sound of a chair scraping the floor brought you out of your thoughts.

"Where is the problem?" Surprised, you turned your head towards Vincent. Your eyes met. He fixed you. "I've been watching you torture your hair for a while now. So, I came to the conclusion that something was wrong."

"Do you have pity on me?"

"Not exactly. It's my good deed of the day."

You raised an eyebrow. A good deed? Him? It was hiding something. You sighed and stared your exercise. "As you wish... Check it out." He leaned over the page and started to explain the rules to you. He took a paper and a pencil and wrote some equations, some diagrams. Although, his explanations were not really clear. After a few minutes, your exercise was solved. All you had to do was copy the calculations and diagrams that Vincent had done.

"Voilà, you're indebted to me." he said as he got up to do his homework.

Your head lifted and a small smile appeared on your face. "Thank yo..." Suddenly, you remembered his last words. "Wait, what? A debt?" Your smile faded and your eyes widened.

"Yes, you heard right." he stated with smirk.

"You're kidding, I hope." you said, deadpan.

"Kidding? Do I look funny?" he said, seriously.

"You look more like a dickhead."

He was too stunned to speak. Meanwhile, the door opened. Vincent's father entered. "Good evening, children." Vincent was still so shocked by your words that he could not answer his father.

"Bonjour, Monsieur. How are you today?" you greeted him with a honeyed tongue.

He responded you kindly. You exchanged a few words, then he turned his head to Vincent, who was reviewing the lessons. Le BAC was close. However, he was worried about him. He had not answered to his greeting. "Is everything all right, Vincent? You haven't said a word since I arrived."

His son turned his head toward him, a forced smile on his lips. "All is well, père." You were so proud of yourself. Vincent couldn't stop thinking about the mental beating he'd taken. His poor ego was destroyed, crushed to the ground. You were crude in what you said and he was used to it. But, now, you had insulted him so violently that he could not believe it.

"Y/N, I need to talk to you. Can you come into my office, please?" his father asked you. You nodded and followed him. You had no idea what he had to tell you, but it must have been important. He and you went to his office which was decorated with statues and paintings. You admired La Nuit étoilée by Vincent van Gogh.

"It's beautiful. No?" Vincent's father asked you.

"Yes, a nice copy."

"I knew you had a knack for this sort of thing. There's no doubt about it, you are your father's daughter." You replied with a small smile. He put back his desk and invited you to you to sit down. "But, I didn't invite you here to talk about art and painting." You took a chair and sat down.

"About business? You need to see my father about it."

"No, Y/N. It's not about that." You took a deep breath. You feared the worst. "It's about marriage." Oh shit, here we go again. You gazed the painting again and sighed. "I know you only are fifteen years old, but I just want to know if you plan to study after high school."

"Why? Do you want us to get married us as soon as I'm eighteen years old?"

"The sooner the better."

You listened him, hesitant and embarrassed. "Sir, I appreciate you. But, what you say is…"

"Did I shock you?"

No. Really! Of course you were shocked! Although, you had to be as courteous as possible. Your family's reputation was at stake. "I'll be honest with you. I want to study art and history after high school and... I don't feel ready for this..."

"I understand... You want to take over your father's business." Yes, it was true. You wanted that. You wanted to be like your father. You grew up in a family of wine merchants, sculptors and art dealers. Even though it was your brother who had to take over the family business, you did everything you could to live up to their expectations.

"Yes. And I know that my brother doesn't want it."

"Your father will not agree."

"I know that too. That's why I want to show him that I'm better than Edouard."

He laughed. Was he mocking you? Then, he focused on you. "A competitor. I like it." He put his elbows on the table and leaned toward you. "I want to help you. I will discuss with your father."

Your eyes widened. You knew that he wasn't doing this out of kindness. You looked serious. "What do you want in return?"

A little smirk appeared on his face. "And a smart girl. You are quite different from the girls who hang around my son. So naive, so stupid." He stood up in his armchair. "I want you to protect Vincent."

"I beg your pardon?"

"Yes, you heard right me. I want you to protect my son."

"Why? He's a big boy. He can protect himself."

"Maybe. But, soon, he will take over a big company. And in that company, many people will want to get to him, kill him or shoot him from his position."

"And you are afraid that they will not be able to deal with these problems on their own."

"Correct." He stood up and watched from the window. "You know, my wife's help saved me a lot of trouble. Sometimes she was much further along than I was. Ever since we were married, I knew I couldn't do everything myself. In this kind of business, it’s dangerous to manage everything alone."

"So, we work in pairs."

"We are a team. This team is stronger and smarter. Especially when two geniuses are leading it."

"That's why you want me to be his wife..." You murmured.

"Exactly." He turned to you and came to your side. "But, Vincent doesn't like it. He wants to keep the control over everything."

"I've seen that." you said, rolling your eyes.

"I know it's not easy. This is why I think you will be a good wife for him. You know how to stop him and bring him down from his pedestal."

"This is mainly about your business and my money, connard." you thought. You sighed and gazed at your watch. It was getting late. He had noticed it and returned to his desk.

"It's late. Go home. We will carry this discussion later." He called for a butler to escort you to the main gate.

Vincent intercepted you in the main corridor.

"What were you talking about?"

"Something."

"But, what?"

"Something."

You could see that he didn't like your answer at all and it made you smile. You felt like you had control over him, like you had the power. You liked this feeling. Finally, it would be interesting to become his wife after all.

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Translate French-English:

Le Brevet: This is the first degree in the French system of education, an exam at the ending of middle school.

Bonjour, Monsieur: Good evening, sir.

Le BAC : Final exam at the end of high school.

Père : Father

Connard : asshole

[shinehyuk]

loverboy | yang jungwon

| Genre : yandere, horror(?)

ㅡ Summary : a mysterious secret admirer leaves love letters in your locker every morning. but one day, love letters become a thing of the past.

Word Count : 2.4k

tw/cw : obsession, toxic relationship, abuse, kidnapping, implied murder, violence, heavy themes, please do not read if sensitive/uncomfortable with such themes!!

a/n : SURPRISE!!! I'M SO SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG :( HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVELY BAE KAT @lmaoskz THIS IS FOR YOU I REALLY HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS AND THAT YOUR BIRTHDAY IS THE VERY BEST!!!! I LOVE YOU <3333

“lover boy” – "one who is enamored, person in love"

...

Good morning, my love.

I hope you slept well. Have you packed lunch? Make sure to eat. You have an exam today, right? I put the answers to the test in your Math book in case you need them. It wasn't easy obtaining them, so I truly hope that you will appreciate my gesture.

As always, I love you very much, my pretty. I wish that I can tell you that in person one day.

With love,

Your Loverboy

You frown as you read the note, rolling your eyes and tucking it into the corner of your locker where all the other letters resided. There were quite a good amount of them.

It all started about a year ago, when you transferred schools. You just felt like you didn't fit in. But with your new class, you were at home. Everything was amazing, other than the letters and a particular classmate that you found secretly staring at you quite often. Whenever you tried to talk to him, he'd avert your gaze or stutter – which was completely fine; he may be just really shy, you thought. But the staring was different. It wasn't shy at all. It was.. dark, somehow. You instantly got an odd, nervous feeling every time you accidentally locked eyes during his staring. Of course, he'd always instantly look away and try to be more secret with it the next time.

But maybe it's just you. You decided not to think more about it, quickly gathering your books and shutting your locker. The notes were way more creepy than the male in your class. They were never sweet, cute love notes. It was more of an obsessed feeling. Whoever was writing them must be very desperate. They never missed a day. You already contacted everyone you could about the strange letters, but nothing came out of it.

They were not afraid of going overboard, either, for example, the exam answers. How did they even gain access to your locker to be able to put the answers in your Math book? You definitely weren't going to use them, especially since they probably used some shady method to obtain them; and who says that the notes can't be wrong? You didn't want to fail your test, not because of a creep that just can't get the hint that you do not wish for the love letters to continue. You tried everything. Covering the openings of your locker, waking up extra early to guard the locker, all of it. Somehow, the letter still always managed to get in there, often associated with the irritation of the author of them. They'd express their anger on paper, sometimes by scribbles over words, writing in red ink or the paper being all creased up. Usually, the note would be neat, the handwriting fancy, maybe a couple red hearts on the other side of the paper. But not on days you'd get the author annoyed.

You walked to your class, greeting all your classmates with a slight bow and sitting on your seat. You decided to take a look at the answer exams that your secret admirer has acquired for you, searching for them in your Math book. The answers were, in fact, there. And they made sense, too, but you weren't going to cheat on such an important test. Even if they were good, you'd still be risking getting caught. You crumbled the note in your hand, throwing it back into your bag so you can safely throw it out at home.

The classes passed by quickly, but once again, you could feel that you had a certain pair of eyes on you. Finally, it was time for the exam. You did well, not using any additional help like the previous answer note.

The week went by quickly, as always filled with love letters every single day.

'Did you use the notes I gave you? Did you do well?'

'Are you eating well at home, too? Or should I start preparing you meals, too?'

'I saw you looking at that boy yesterday. He's not your loverboy, so don't even think about it. I'm joking, of course. Or am I?'

However, on Monday, you got quite a memorable note, as it came with a gift. It was a photo. A photo of you walking home. Clearly taken from a hiding place.

Good morning, my love.

Did you sleep well this time, too? I hope so.

Today, I wanted to do something special for you. You may not remember, but it's actually our anniversary. It's been a year since I've given you my first love letter and introduced myself as your loverboy. This is a gift from me to you. Don't worry, I've got a copy, so you can have this one. I sincerely hope that you appreciate your beauty as much as I appreciate it.

With love,

Your Loverboy

You wanted to puke. You could not handle this anymore. Running to the bathroom, you slid down the wall and buried your head into your hands. This has gone too far.

But who can help you? Everyone, including the police, thinks this is some sick joke that your classmates are playing on you, especially since you're "new". They think they want to play with your feelings. Students are ruthless sometimes, they say. But you know that this is not a joke. It can't be a joke. It just can't.

"Wrong door?" A familiar male voice had you putting your head up. It was a popular male student that everyone loved. He wasn't the typical bad boy or selfish, spoiled type of popular boy; he was nice to everyone while also maintaining a sense of charisma. You liked him, too. Maybe even a bit too much.

"I'm sorry" You stood up, hurrying out of the bathroom in embarrassment. No way that your crush just saw you like this.

On the floor. Crying. In a men's bathroom.

Just why did this have to happen to you? Nothing seems to go your way. Maybe it's time to transfer schools again.

"Wait" He stopped, gently holding your arm. "Want to talk about it? You look like you need someone who will listen."

"..in the men's bathroom?"

"No, silly. I know a place, come on." He smiled, leading you out. The next thing you know, you were standing on the rooftop of the school, watching more and more students enter the school. "So, what's the matter? You can tell me, I won't laugh."

"It's just.. someone's been putting these weird love notes in my locker." You said, explaining your situation to him. His gaze shifted from worried and sweet to an angry one as you spoke.

"What the hell? That 'loverboy', however he calls himself; he's obviously insane." The male scoffed, gifting you a pack of tissues from his backpack so you could wipe your tears. "If no one will do anything about him, we will, okay? How about we switch lockers? Mine's in a more visible spot, so more people can keep an eye out for him."

"N-No, I couldn't possibly ask that of you. It's okay." You assured.

"No, it's not. The next thing he could do is hurt you or someone else. You have to fight back, and I'll help you." He smiled, wrapping you in a tight hug. "It'll be okay."

You trusted him. It's not like you had anyone else to turn to right now, anyways. Everyone could be the 'loverboy'. But not him. He was too popular; people would notice.

The entire time you were talking, you couldn't shake off the feeling that you were being watched. But no one else was on the rooftop with you, so why? It surely must've been your mind playing games on you again. You've had a tough day and needed rest.

"You should go home. Get everything out of your locker and we'll exchange keys tomorrow, okay?" He smiled warmly, patting you on the head.

"Thank you so much" You returned his smile, having new hope that this entire chaos can be finally stopped with the help of your new friend.

A day passed. You exchanged your lockers. Surprisingly, when the male opened your locker that was now his, there was no note there. You went to open your locker. A familiar love letter appeared before your eyes, making you bite down on your cheek in frustration. Hopefully someone saw the culprit, at least. Deciding to let it go and not read the letter, you put your stuff in the locker and went to your class.

—

Jungwon sighed out, leaning against the wall as he watched you leaving the locker room, not even bothering to glance at the contents of his note. That's just too bad, isn't it? That letter, just like all the others, was important, but this one was important in particular. It contained a warning. But if you're that ignorant of his love, then so be it. It only makes everything more fun. He smirked, running his fingers through his hair. Soon, he won't need to write you any silly love letters anymore. He had a better plan.

You don't have to read love letters. You can just throw them out, like you always do. But you do have to listen to someone who forces you to listen, whether you want it or not. You can't throw that person out. Jungwon thinks of it as an upgrade that he will bring to life very, very soon. Sooner than you might expect.

But not tonight. Tonight, he has a different mission. It's a very simple one.

Eliminate the threat.

—

This day passed quickly for you, and you could move straight into the next one, hoping that today, something may have changed.

And it did. You couldn't find two things.

First, your new male best friend. Second, a new love letter.

You had mixed feelings. You felt like something very, very bad was about to happen. It was almost like you could feel it. Aren't you supposed to be happy about not finding a new note? Maybe the 'loverboy' has given up, seeing that the locker is now more visible to the public and he doesn't want to put himself at risk? You truly hoped so.

The day slowly came to an end, and you didn't notice anything weird at all. It was just a very calm, normal day for you. The most normal yet.

You finished packing everything into your locker, ready to head home. Suddenly, you were stopped by the male that you always had odd feelings about.

"Jungwon?" You thought out loud, the male nodding.

"I, uh, know that this is sudden, but would you like to be my partner for the Art project? I'm not sure I understand the theme very well, and you're good at Art, so.." He scratched the back of his head, an innocent smile on his face. "Help me out?"

You weren't sure what to say for a good few seconds, surprised. He never spoke to you first before. His sudden question was surprising, but maybe it was a good chance for you two to get to know each other better? You think that everyone needs a chance to prove themselves, and so you decided not to turn him down. Maybe you can even become good friends?

"Yeah, sure!" You smiled. "So, uh, do you mind if we do it at your place? Mine is kind of a mess right now."

Precisely, you have spent the night trying to figure out who might be your secret admirer. Jungwon was also amongst the many suspects, but you thought that he was too shy to bother you to such an extent. Your room was a big, big mess, and you didn't want the male to know what was going on. Perhaps if you became closer?

Jungwon's smirk appeared as quickly as it disappeared, the male nodding. That was the plan, of course; the plan was also, if you didn't agree, drag you there by force, but he was glad that he didn't need to resort to such drastic measures towards you. "Yeah, why not? Should we go now?"

You ended up at his house, which was surprisingly close to the school. You walked there while chatting and getting to know each other for a bit, feeling bad that you thought he was weird before. The more you talked with him, the more you changed your mind about the male. He was actually kind of sweet.

"You've got a nice place" You said, putting your bag in the living room.

"Thanks, I try my best" He chuckled, going upstairs while gesturing at you to follow him. You followed him to his room, the male closing the door behind you. "Well, make yourself at home." You're going to spend some time here, so might as well already start adjusting, no?

You looked around his room while he got the supplies needed for the art project you were going to be working on together. It was a very neat, organized room. Nothing was out of place. You actually kind of liked it; it definitely suited someone like Jungwon.

A few hours have passed before you finally finished the project, high-fiving Jungwon for your hard work. One thing you noticed is that while doing the project, he was the one doing the most work. You didn't know that he was so good at art. Was he lying about not understanding the theme?

"Well, I should really get going. It was fun" You smiled, searching for your phone that you were sure that you put on his desk.

"So fast?" He chuckled. "Can't you stay a little longer?"

"I really have to go, sorry. But I'll see you tomorrow"

The male blocked the door, locking it. "I don't think you understand," He snickered. "You aren't going anywhere."

"What?" You frown.

"I'm not letting you go. Maybe if you read that last note, you'd know."

"I-I'm sorry, I'm not following–"

"Silly little thing, can't you connect the dots already?" He chuckled, coming up to you and caressing your cheek. "I'm your loverboy."

You widen your eyes as he lightly kisses your forehead. No, no, no, no, no. This can't be happening.

"N-No, Jungwon, please–"

"I waited for this for so long" He sighed, putting his forehead against yours. "And now, you're finally mine."

The last thing you saw before you blacked out was a scrap of metal hitting you and Jungwon's obsessed gaze. It's the end. But don't worry.

The loverboy is going to take good care of you.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ a/n ✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

once again i hope you enjoyed it!!! I HOPE ALL YOUR BDAY WISHES WILL COME TRUE!!! <33 ILYSM

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[gamblersdoll]

Hey pookie ^_^

guts calms nerd down after she fails a difficult exam

nsfw

cw: praise, oral(f)

you never really failed exams, because you’re usually good at remembering the wording or the similarities of the wording on the exams.

this, was entirely different.

first off, they completely blind sighted you, you answered correctly, you always did, besides the fact you werent good in math. the problem? oh, ‘you didnt show your work.’ that was the problem you found with school, because not showing work meant you either cheated or guessed correctly.

and because you didnt show your work, your grade of a passing one hundred turned into a forty five. and school was almost just about done.

word caught wind to Guts’ him immediately going to your place to do whatever he can.

“how did you possibly fail?” he gritted, sucking his teeth as well.

“i dont know! all because i didn’t show how the hell i got the answer! so that means drop my grade to a forty five.” you swore, putting your head in your hands as you bounced your knee.

when you curse, Guts’ knew it was bad.

“hey, it’s not that big of a–“

“no, its not a big deal to you!” you shout, rocking back and forth to try and calm yourself. yet, that obviously wasnt working. he sighed, bringing himself to his knees.

“you passed it, you know that.” he says, pressing your legs apart and looking up to you. you start to protest, immediately shutting up when you’re told to. “you know the answer, the questions.”

he pulls your panties off, having you raise your hips off the ledge of the bed to. he’s practically salivating from the scent of your pussy, swiping a quick stripe up your slit.

you jolt, pressing your hands flat against the bed to support yourself up. “you know that you shouldnt have failed, so why beat ‘yerself up?”

“Guts its not like–“ you try to say, immediately shutting up after feeling his suckle on your clit. you bite your lip, feeling his hands grip on your thighs.

you decide to lay on your back, knowing absolutely that you will fall forward. “thats it, there you fuckin’ go.” he said, drooling his pool of spit from his mouth to your slit.

“you didnt fail it, not my nerdwhore.” he reassures, sliding his tongue inside your cunny, then back out and up and down your slit. you moan out, tears in the corners of your eyes. “let go, little girl.”

you started to move your hips against his face, but he pulled away. he clicks his tongue, and you whine. “Guts, please not today..” you protest.

“what are we going to do next time for tests or exams?” he asks, resorting to rubbing circles into your clit. he waits patiently, pressing on the bundle of nerves.

you try to figure out what the fuck hes talking about, because first he’s eating your pussy now hes asking what to do next time.

oh, he’s talking about the exam.

“sh–ow the work next time..?” you hiccup, immediately moaning in surprise as hes back at licking in between your folds and hood.

“thats right, we’ll show our work. even if we know it, yeah?” he coos, his thumbs pressing into your hips.

why that felt good to you when he pressed into your hips, you have no fucking clue. but you did know that shit made you closer than ever, chanting his name in hiccups or whines.

“go ahead, cum in my fuckin’ mouth.” he says, growling against your sloppy pussy. he laps up at the translucent sticky fluid drooling from your hole, and hes finally satisfied from his craving.

you lay against the bed, panting and twitching from the fact he only had to make you orgasm with a few words—

hold on.

he’s back with a warm wet rag, wiping at your folds and between your cheeks. “ill fix it ‘fer you.” you couldnt protest to that, finding it better to just relax for the moment since you were a mess for a few days.

but whatever the fuck he did, your grade went from a forty five back to the one hundred you had before. word spread saying that he had failed the exam too, newsflash, he didnt. yet he had failed a exam and went to the math teacher threatening him to fix the grade.

your grade was fixed, being somewhat thankful for that, yet why did he feel it necessary to do all of that for you?

you had a sub for the rest of the year, finding out that the teacher was nervous about not fixing the grade, or it came to light that he had been cheating on his husband with a female colleague.

to hell with that, he was gone, and Guts had basically saved you.

[snakevsnis]

Professor Pantalone x College Student gn Reader

You have worked so hard for this exam yet you failed it once again, no matter how hard you worked and how many tutorials you watched, you still fail your math exams. You don’t get it, at the beginning you did just fine and then your grades in math started to go down and when you think you finally understand the theme and even manage to solve the questions, you still fail the tests. Not wanting to fail your math class, you decided to ask your math teacher, professor pantalone, for help, after all your professor is always willing to help students who want to improve themselves.

It was just a question of time when you would show up in front of pantalones Office, looking all nervous and embarrassed, like a little puppy. Pantalone had to hold back his grin when he saw you, after all he had already expected you. When you started to rant about how you didn’t know how you kept on failing your exams, pantalone had to bite his cheek and cover his mouth with his hand to not start laughing. You looked so pathetic, so helpless and desperate and how nice of your professor to sacrifice some of his free time to help you.

“I understand your problem and I gladly would help you, after all you are an hard working stundet but…” pantalones voice becomes more silent at the end making your happy expression turn once against nervous. “But what…?” You asks nervously. A small smile, that seems to try and comfort you but in reality is just hiding the mocking smirk behind it, slips onto pantalones lips. “This semester is nearly over, there’s no change you will manage to get enough good grades not to fail this class.” Pantalone felt almost sorry when he saw the way you froze and your eyes widen in shock and slight horror at the realization. For a while it’s completely silent in his office until your voice breaks it “Is-Is there really no way I can fix my grades? Really none? I- I do anything, just please help me, Professor.” And with that pantalone knew that his plan worked and he had you right where he wanted you.

“Ah~” a satisfied groan escapes pantalone as he leans back in his chair, his eyes closed and one hand resting on top of the head under him. “Just like that my dear…” pantalone softly moans, his grip on your hair becoming a bit tighter, urging you closer. You let out a few choking sounds when his dick is pressed even further down your throat, hands pressing against pantalones thighs for some support. Pantalone couldn’t hold back the amused chuckle at your pathetic state, you look so small in front of him, on your knees with your pretty lips around his cock, sucking him off. “Good, good, don’t stop my dear student…” pantalone groans as he urges you to speed up your movements. “Oh fuck… you’re so good at this. Taking my cock so nicely. Shit… im gonna-“ when you glance up at him with those glassy, pleading eyes he couldn’t hold back any longer and came into your mouth with a loud moan. His cum filling your mouth and throat, with a small ‘pop’ he pulls his dick back out of your mouth and ruffles your hair. “Be good for me and swallow.” Pantalone says with a big grin, you need that A so who were you to deny him? After hesitating a bit you eventually swallow his release, the salty taste and the slimy consistence making you cough to which pantalone only laughs again. “Alright we are done… for today. I will make sure to change that D to an A but it will still take a lot of work to pass this class. For now, you’re dismissed.” Quickly you grab you stuff and make your way to the door, right before you were about to open the door, pantalones voice fills the office once again, making you stop. “I expect you here tomorrow, same time.” Pantalone watches as you quickly nod your head, fix your hair a bit and leave his office. The corner of the Professors mouth tug up into a smirk. He knew it’s wrong but oh my, how charming you are. It’s just to hard to resist you and… it’s not like you have to know that he let’s you fail his class on purpose.

[milkyluxe]

Just for tonight

My entry for day 4 of KagiHira week 2023 Prompt: needy Please be considerate with me, It's been literally over a decade since I last wrote a fanfic, but what can I say? these boys got me down BAD So this is basically Hirano being needy. Set in the winter where Kagi is a 2nd year and Hirano is about to graduate. He's stressed and anxious. Enjoy! :) Also a biiiig thanks to my bestie @cutiesaur for being my beta reader. She really helped a lot! <3

Just for tonight

Physics. Yes, he should study physics a bit more…make sure he knows all of the formula variations there could ever be. Perhaps, he should go over all the problems again? Or  maybe it was a better idea to study maths? Just a bit more wouldn’t hurt to make sure he was on top of every problem he could need to solve. Maybe he should eat. When was the last time he stood up?...How long had he been in this trance? Ugh, he should tidy up his desk. All the mess inside his head couldn’t…or shouldn’t be also present in the physical world. Taiga Hirano grunted. Goddamit, why can’t days be 36 hours, right? 

“Hirano-san”, his roommate's voice snapped him out of his clustered focus mode, “are you gonna stay up late again?”. Akira Kagiura was already laying on his bed, pretending to read a fashion magazine, but in reality he hadn’t turned the pages in over thirty minutes. He had spent the whole time staring at Hirano, not because he was oh so in love with him, but because the blonde hadn’t moved a muscle in hours; no, in days. 

College entrance exams were just around the corner. Kagi had always known how much of a dedicated student Hirano was, he admired him for it, but these past days he had the impression his senior was pushing himself way too hard. It had been a little over a week since he had started ignoring the “lights out” time and kept studying on his desk with a little desk lamp that couldn’t be good for his eyes. He went down to the dining hall just to mindlessly shove food down his throat the fastest he physically could. Kagiura was  sure he wasn’t chewing  properly. “Sorry… I really need to go back up and study”, Hirano had been  excusing himself, but did he really need to study that much?

It’s just the last spurt. That’s what Hirano thought. 

“Uh -Yes, I- …Yes, I think so”, he finally answered with his head clearly still in his notes. “Is the light too bright? Does it make it hard for you to fall asleep?"

“If I say yes, will you stop studying and go to sleep too?” Kagi asked. He  somewhat regretted the tone in which that sentence came out, more annoyed about the light and less worried about his beloved; the latter being how he truthfully felt. Hirano turned on his chair and looked at the brunette for a while, or at least what felt like a while to Kagi. Hirano had a similar gaze in his eyes as the one he had had when Kagi first met him. “No” he said plainly. 

Now Kagiura was mad. The man he loved was so smart and reasonable, yet this attitude was self-destructive. Yeah, okay, the blonde had said countless times how his priorities were and always had been his studies, but putting them even over his health? It was irritating and it seemed like he knew and just didn’t care. All that was in Hirano’s mind was being as ready as he could be for those exams. 

“You’ve been doing this the whole week. Your body can’t possibly handle this treatment  much longer. You know…Tomorrow is sunday, you can catch some sleep today and tomorrow  you can keep studying if you want-” 

“If I want?!?!” Kagi was sort of cut off by Hirano’s sudden outburst. “Do you think I’m doing this for fun? My whole future and everything I’ve been working for in these past years depend on me scoring a high enough grade on the entrance exams next week!” Hirano hissed. He was incensed, he wasn’t being himself. 

Kagi kept silent for a bit, he limited himself to  stare at Hirano with those deep brown eyes of his. Hirano seemed as  if  he was holding his breath. He had raised his voice to Kagi, his precious roommate, and that didn’t happen often. “You are  the first person to tell me that taking breaks is something healthy, that I cannot strain my body  so that  it exceeds its limits all the time, yet that’s what you’ve been doing. All these past days and nights, it’s like there’s a magnet on your desk” the younger man said firmly. “You are  better than this, Hirano. I know that you know better than to-” 

“I’m scared” Hirano’s gaze was down, his body tensed up on the chair. He had verbalised that so fast, Kagiura even doubted if he had heard him  right. “You’re scared?” asked Kagiura to make sure he had heard correctly. “Every minute I’m not studying I feel like I’m wasting time. My head gets flooded with horrible scenarios… What if I can’t answer something I thought I knew perfectly… Should I have studied more? What if I don’t make it? What am I supposed to do then?” his voice was starting to crack.

Upon hearing that faint change of tone in Hirano’s voice, Kagi jumped out from his bed as quickly as he could and kneeled in front of Hirano to meet his gaze. He looked up at him, a silent way of saying “I’m listening to you”. Inside his mind, Kagi was fighting the urge to take his beloved blonde into his arms and console him, alas Kagi knew that, in this state, the other would only retaliate. Instead, he gently placed one of his hands on Hirano’s knee to encourage him to vent some more. 

Brows furrowed, Hirano raised his hands to his forehead, then his temples. He was extremely tense and he knew it, he was only realising this now that he didn’t remember being not tense for the last few days. “I can’t stop,” he said in a tiny voice. “I’m sorry I snapped at you… It’s just that… I feel like I’m drowning”, he stated with one hand partially covering his face. He looked at Kagiura, who was still on his knees looking at him. He didn’t need to say anything, his very expressive eyes spoke for him. Hirano was always glad for how Kagiura kept him grounded without him  knowing it. He felt as if he gave him some sort of sense of purpose and direction. He was a pillar to him. Though he still hadn’t been able to name what he felt for his junior, he was certain they were all positive things, even if he had been ignoring him these past days. He recalled what Kagi said earlier, he was right, he needed to take a break. He was burnt out, exhausted, and anxious, but seeing his roommate’s face brought him some comfort. “You’re probably not even retaining anything anymore, like, your brain is lacking nutrients” Kagiura stated as if he was a hundred percent sure that’s what was happening. Hirano chuckled. “You’re so stupid”, he teased him with a faint smile on his face. He took the hand that was resting on his knee, held it and gave it a squeeze. “Thank you, Kagi. You’re absolutely right, I should stop…that is for today at least”. Kagiura smiled and squeezed his hand back. He got up, not letting go of Hirano’s hand, “I have no doubts that you’re going to make it, Hirano-san, but you really have to get some rest. You always look very beautiful to me, but those dark circles aren't flattering around your pretty blue eyes”. “Ugh” Hirano took his hand away and hid his very much blushed face. “Okay, whatever, let’s sleep then, it is past lights out time anyway” It had been a little over a year since Kagiura confessed, and they had been through so much, but Hirano still wasn’t sure how to react when the other one blurted out his thoughts and feelings like that. But as he had told him himself once: Kagi went straight for the throat with his words and, once again, he had to be thankful for it. “I’m not gonna turn off the lights until I’m completely sure you’re tucked in your bed” Kagiura said as he stood waiting for Hirano to crawl into his bed and lay on it the same way you would stare at a pet that got caught in the middle of  mischief and got  scolded for it. “Are you gonna do it yourself, then?” The blonde immediately regretted his words. With any other person, that would’ve come off as a goofy little threat-joke; but, given the current state of his relationship with Kagiura and how the sleepy brat tended to take things literally...He had positioned himself in a dangerous situation . He cleared his throat and blushed. Again. Kagiura blushed too because the amount of times he had dreamt of taking Hirano to bed was insane. 

After some awkward seconds, the youngest said “I don’t think you should set an alarm for tomorrow. You should really sleep as much as your body needs. If I wake up first, I’ll be sure to be as quiet as possible. Oh! But I’ll wake you up if breakfast time is running out, you must  eat properly too, and breakfast is the most important meal of the day. If you want, I can get you some of the snacks I eat before training if you want to feel more energised-” at this point Kagiura realised Hirano was staring at him with a joyous look on his face, the kind gaze  that made Kagi think Hirano was also in love with him. “Right, sorry, I’ll shut up” Hirano snickered, he got into his bed, bundling up under his covers. “Thank you, Kagi… I mean it” he said as he rested  his head on the pillow. Kagiura turned off the lights.

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Taiga Hirano envied and admired a lot of things about his roommate, one of those things being his ability to fall asleep immediately, and virtually anywhere. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed since Kagi had turned off the lights, but he felt as if he had been shuffling around on his bed for hours. Had  it been of any worth  that Kagiura had managed to get him off the desk relatively early if he was still awake, thrashing around thinking about the exams? Oh no, here it comes again, the feeling of wasting time. He felt irate at himself. Why couldn't he just fall asleep quickly? He wished he could just switch his body off, like an electronic device. He couldn’t help himself to keep ruminating on those thoughts of worry and inadequacy… Oh! And, on top of that, he had also made poor sweet Kagi worry about him. This wasn’t good. His chest felt tight, his thoughts were rushing on his mind and felt as if they were surrounded by thorns, he couldn’t find a position where his body didn’t feel itchy. He wasn’t foolish enough to get up and start studying now, he knew he needed to rest, but this was  useless, he needed his mind to wander somewhere else. He sat up and glanced to his left towards the direction where Kagi’s bed was. He appeared to be sleeping profoundly. 

Aah, fuck it. 

“Kagi” Hirano whispered, hoping it would be enough to wake up Mr. Sleeping Beauty. He knew from experience that it hardly would be, though, so he sat at the bed of the other boy and shook him  lightly, “Kagi” he repeated .

“..hmmh?” a very dazed and sleepy Kagiura mumbled, one eye opened. “Scoot over” Hirano said with a calmness in his voice that was proportional to the knot of nerves he felt inside. It’s not like he hadn’t slept with Kagiura before, they had fallen asleep on the floor sometimes in their study sessions,  they had also leant on each other on long bus rides if they took a trip somewhere… but actually getting in his bed was… different. Hirano felt a bit guilty. Was he taking advantage of him? He knew he wouldn’t refuse. Was he being selfish? He still remembered that time when Kagi couldn’t sleep well because he was too self-conscious of sharing a room with the person he had a crush on…that was a long time ago though, and they were way past that stage. 

Also, Kagiura himself had told him he wanted him to be needy, and this was what he wanted right now. Without fully understanding what was happening, mainly because he was pretty much with one foot in reality and consciousness and the other one on Morpheus’ realm, Kagiura  squirmed towards the side of the wall, and the next thing he knew was that he had Hirano between his arms. Now he was fully awake. “Hirano-san, what happened? Are you okay?” Kagi asked, concerned. “...It's just… I can’t sleep,” Hirano answered, the sound  partially lost as he had buried his face in Kagi’s chest.  It was his way of saying “I don’t want to talk anymore”, the blonde tugged at Kagi’s pajamas and squeezed him into a hug. Kagi understood. He shifted his body a bit more so that Hirano could lay more comfortably on him… well, at least as comfortable as those miniscule  single beds would allow them. He held his beloved senior in his arms. Hirano had his head on Kagiura’s chest-shoulder-arm. One of his arms was folded awkwardly between their bodies and the other one was around his junior, holding him tightly. He could hear Kagi’s heartbeat, which he had expected to raise up, but it didn’t. Wasn’t he disrupted by the fact that his crush had just barged into his bed? Maybe this was wrong and he shouldn’t have made his way into his junior’s bed. Doing something as intimate as sharing a bed was…risky, giving he was also still not sure he felt the same way. Then again, whatever impulse made him want to sleep with him had been right, he already felt a little bit better. The night was cold, it was winter after all, and Kagiura was very, very warm. Hirano was somewhat glad these beds were so narrow, they forced him to cling extremely close to Kagi; it was his only option. Whatever thoughts that were making him feel bad about giving Kagiura mixed signals were now redirected at himself, accusing his own actions  for quite possibly turning a  blind eye on his very own feelings for his roommate. 

He had willingly approached his roommate to lay between his arms after all, and, by god, it was everything he had hoped it would be and more. After a short while, he felt Kagi’s fingers caress his hair lightly, softly, cautiously. Hirano got angry at the thought that maybe Kagi was taking this as the pointless ten second thing they used to do. He shouldn’t hesitate to touch him, for heaven’s sake! So, as a way to reassure that physical contact between them was more than okay now, Hirano snuggled more into Kagi’s chest and leaned his head into his hand as he caressed his hair,  just like when a cat wants to be petted. It was working. His head was being drained from all of the overwhelming thoughts and worries of the exams and instead, thoughts of his beloved Akira Kagiura were starting to sprout. Hirano was thinking of Kagi’s body, which was now extremely close to him, and how it barely fit in the bed, lengthwise. He was thinking about the fact that Kagi felt broader than what he looked; it was funny how the brunette was always so eager to touch him yet he was so reluctant to show off his muscles. Those muscles… Now Hirano could feel them, and it was doing things to his mind. He decided it was not the time to pay too much attention to those thoughts… not now. Kagiura’s other hand had found its way to Hirano’s back, and it was gently caressing him there too, with a small linear motion with his thumb. This felt extremely relaxing and Hirano was delighted; either he would fall asleep, which was what he much wanted and needed, or he would remain enjoying all of the sensations his roommate was making him feel, which were a bunch of fuzzy warm emotions. 

He didn’t want to think much of when he would ever get the chance to share a bed with Kagiura again, or even if he would. Perhaps going over what his feelings for Kagi actually were wasn’t the best idea now. Hirano was just grateful there was someone in his life he could depend on and lean on when he felt as if the ground wasn’t there anymore, like he was losing himself. The mere action of laying down and cuddling with Kagiura made everything else seem so inconsequential. It was just them, their bodies now very intertwined, as  Kagi had locked their legs together at some point, both of their breaths now in sync, and Kagi’s soothing heartbeat which made Hirano calm down drastically. The petting on the head stopped, and Hirano took this as a sign that his dear Kagi was definitely falling back to sleep. The older boy moved his head a bit to look at his source of bliss. Kagiura had rested his head to almost lay on top of Hirano’s, and because of the sudden movement, he got alerted and opened his eyes. Blue met brown. 

They held their gazes for a while. Kagiura appeared to be waiting for Hirano to say something, and Hirano seemed to be waiting for Kagiura to do something. 

Kagi smiled softly and asked “are you comfortable?”; his voice was low and raspy, he had bedhead and, from up this close, Hirano could see just how handsome he really, truly was. He got overwhelmed, but in a good way, because he understood the sheer amount of self-control Kagi must have been exerting right there to place his needs first. It was  like he understood everything, all at once. The raw, intense, intrinsic love Kagi felt for him, he was really feeling it now, it was like being struck by thunder. Hirano wished this sensation was eternal. If he had done it a little harder, Hirano would’ve practically headbutted Kagiura on his chest when he leant down on him again, squeezing him tight. “Very much so” Hirano answered, but again his voice was partially lost in the fabric of Kagiura’s hoodie. He felt Kagi also snug him closer, take a deep breath and then he was pretty sure he felt faint kisses on the top of his head. He  probably didn’t mind it at this time, all this cuddling was the perfect sleeping pill after all. 

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When he opened his eyes, Hirano felt plenty confused: he saw his own bed, but he wasn’t on it. “Oh my god, did I die out of stress? Am I a spirit now?” He began to freak out, but was eventually distracted by how overly warm his back felt, and how his duvet felt heavier than usual. It felt as if it was almost wrapped around him… and it also smelt a lot like his roommate. Oh. Right.

They must have shifted during the night (as one normally does) because now Kagiura was spooning Hirano, who needed a few seconds after waking up to finish the puzzle on his mind and remember all that had happened last night. Carefully, as to not wake the other up, who, unsurprisingly, was still asleep, Hirano reached out for the alarm clock Kagi kept on the headrest of his bed, the one he had gifted him on his past birthday. It was a little past 9 a.m. Way later than the time they usually got up, but still not too late to have breakfast. Hirano sat up on the bed and woke Kagi up. After all, if they weren’t out of the room soon, Hanzawa was probably going to knock on their door out of suspicion and, for once, he would’ve been right. 

With a hand lightly shaking Kagiura’s torso, the blonde called for his junior’s name in a soft voice. When Kagiura opened his eyes, he was greeted with a view so dazzling he also thought  he had died and gone to heaven: the morning sun rays were leaking from their window, and the ones that didn’t reach him directly, were being blocked by Hirano, with his golden hair, his fair skin, his shining blue eyes, the morning sun creating a halo around his figure. His brain malfunctioned and, all he managed to say after some babbling, was “...what?” 

Hirano giggled, Kagi genuinely seemed absent-minded. “Don’t you “what” me, get up!” he said as he gave a quick spank to Kagi’s hip. Kagiura was sure he was now dead because there was no way Hirano just did that; but on the other hand, he was happy, because Hirano had a completely different look on his face: he looked rested, refreshed, lively. 

“Good morning, Hirano-san” Kagi finally managed to say, and smiled.

[chweverni]

Mate (pt.3) - what are we?

pairing; joshua hong x reader

synopsis; joshua asked you to keep a promise like no other. lately he's been too mushy and kind to you, or are you just too into this? he really left you wondering, what are we?

word count; ~1.4k words (new milestone!!)

author's note; i wanna thank @minhui896 for their huge support in this series aaa >.< im new to writing on tumblr so your comments and reblogs really make my day!! read part 2 here!

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it's exam week right now. during this period, you normally shut off any kind of distractions and tend to study alone at most times, so you've been using that as an excuse to ignore the obvious bump in the road, joshua hong.

you two met up regularly after his birthday either at cafes, museums, the art room, math club, while going home (even though he lived on the opposite side of the city), arcades, you name it. and gradually, you realized that, your just a crush isn't just a crush anymore.

but we won't blame it on you though. joshua's been sending you really mixed signals lately. he would leave your favorite drink in your desk, along with cute notes which read, 'keep up this energy all day y/n! you got this :)' or 'is it just me cuz you look really bothered today? what's up?', which made your tooth rot pretty bad. because, how can someone keep up with being this adorable?

you suddenly decided it's best not to indulge in him for too long, because if you don't do well in the finals, your scholarship may be withdrawn, which you could not afford to lose.

your finals soon ended in a breeze, and the results came in pretty early. since it was just the homeroom period, you decided it's best to utilize this time to go check on the rankings. just this once. you thought to yourself as you shut your eyes hard while standing in front of the leaderboard. you felt the presence of someone else behind you and soon, some large hands covered your eyes.

"someone's checking up on their progress, i see?"

joshua. you sighed a sigh of relief. "don't ever jump up on me ever again! i will end you," you said, feeling his hands, in an attempt to nudge it away from your eyes. "care to explain why you've been m.i.a like for three weeks, y/n? do you have any idea on how worried i was? i thought you took yeon-du's attitude to heart!", joshua hurriedly said, and once again, you could see the pout on his face, even with your eyes shut. you turned around and removed his hands off of your face.

"why do you care for me so much?", you asked, and fuck, your heart felt like it was sinking. you hated how down bad you probably looked to joshua right now, but what's been done has been done. you stared at him with marble eyes. "because i do, y/n.", joshua replied, cupping your face with his hands, inching ever so close to you. you backed away, but the stupid wall hit your back. no where to go now.

"what are we?", you asked, grabbing one of his wrists with your hand, lifting it off your cheek. a tear made it's way down it right after. joshua looked at you intently. he halted for a moment, and then said, "that's not how you ask someone out, you dummy."

before you could even open your mouth to say something, he grabbed your shoulders and turned your body around to face the leaderboard. "oh look! miss y/f/n y/n placed first in the class! congrats love," joshua spoke, the last nickname being a smooth whisper to your ear.

what the fuck? you turned around just to see him walking away. you quickly paced to him and jabbed your hand in front of his body to stop him. "what did you just do?!", you asked, your blood finding its way all up to your cheeks. joshua flashed you a smile, handing you a torn piece of paper as he said, "you still owe me a wish, y/n. and you have a lot to make up for the three weeks of absence, remember? meet me here at 5 today!"

the paper had the address of a local restaurant, and well, how can one resist good food with a good friend?

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you waited patiently at the table, tapping your nails on it to cure your boredom. what could possibly go wrong today? you thought to yourself. what if this is all just a stupid high school dare that joshua's been forced to do? what if, that was just his evil twin who tricked you into thinking that joshua, might, have the hots for you? while you busied yourself with those thoughts, joshua sat in front of you, smiling at your zoned out state.

"hi! i would like to talk to y/n; is she back from the underworld yet?", joshua spoke, as he slid a pink box towards you through the table. you flinched and grabbed the box to open it. it had a bracelet, with cute bunny charms in the middle. cute. you thought. "hello joshua! you didn't need to do this though, but did you make it yourself?", you asked him, your stomach releasing a thousand butterflies at the thought of wearing something your crush made for you.

joshua nodded. "i picked up this new interest recently, and i wanted to make one for you after i saw the bunny charms! reminded me of you.", he smiled. you couldn't hold your obvious smile back too, so you faced the ground, a bright red blush adorning your face. joshua chuckled. "what would you like to eat? we can take a walk near the beach afterwards! that'd be so fun!", joshua asked. you picked up the menu and voiced your orders to him.

while eating, some of the sauce stuck to the corner of your lips. you were telling joshua about why you weren't online for three whole weeks but you were interrupted by him wiping the sauce off of your face with a tissue. you nearly choked at the gesture, which left you coughing like crazy. joshua handed you a glass of water, as he softly rubbed your back.

you both decided to pay together, and headed outside towards the beach nearby. as you walked, your eyes landed on a small stall, selling cream buns. you absolutely loved cream buns. being unable you dragged joshua by hand towards the stall, asking for two right away. "my mom used to get me these as a kid; i still love them now! ah! i missed the smell so bad!", you squealed with excitement.

now it was joshua's turn to feel all mushy with love while he saw you absolutely devouring the food. you looked like a kid who was denied all her sugar rights by her mom. how can someone be this adorable? he questioned.

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taking a walk in the beach had never felt this romantic. joshua agreed to take a few pictures of you on the beach, and you did the same. you both played with the seashells you collected and heck, you wondered if this was a date.

the sun was setting, and you were sat on the sand, your head laid on joshua's shoulder. "is this a date?", you asked, out of the blue, as you turned your head to look at him. "did you even confess to me, y/n?", joshua asked playfully. "forgive me for thinking you were gonna ask me out today.", you huffed crossing your arms and distancing your body away from him. he wrapped his arms around you and scooted you closer to him. "let's try this one more time, yeah?", he said.

"y/f/n y/n, will you go out with me, pretty please?", he asked, booping your nose with his index finger, his eyes forming crescent moons as he smiled.

"yes.", you replied short, inching your face closer to him, making your foreheads touch.

in no time, his lips crashed into yours, and your body felt like levitating. it finally happened. your crush likes you back, your scholarship was in fact, not withdrawn, and, thanks to your sweet boyfriend, both of you were made the new representatives of the math club. talk about relationship goals.

back to the kiss. it felt magical because he grabbed your hands and squeezed it tight in the midst of the kiss. and that made you lose your mind. you broke the kiss and hugged him tight. "thanks for today, my now-boyfriend, joshua hong!", you said with a smile.

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back home, you decided to check up on your instagram. joshua had posted a few photos. as you swiped through the photos, you felt a sense of pride, cause you took them, obviously. but the collection also had your photos with him at the restaurant, which you thought was adorable. and the best part, the caption read,

proper date next time? @(your u/n)

let's just say your dopamine levels were really high all night.

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ASSHSHS you've reached the end!! i hope you liked this final part. pls send me support as always <3

all creds to @chweverni only on tumblr!

[guess-ill-dye]

Vent post

Everyone is so nice to me. I liked a very depressive vid abt how i hate talking abt how i feel (tumblr rlly helps honestly) and my friend saw it and said she would always be there for me and now I'm wondering why was she nice? What did I do to deserve this? Why are all my friends so nice? I am just loud, easily get angry and I'm not even that funny, I'm just rlly socially stupid and they think it's funny. Now that I think about it, I can't remember being as nice to them as they are for me. Am I just a bad person? Yn I had philosophy and we talked about that. We are all bad persons. But how can they be?? Is the world that unfair? Its the 2nd day of school and I'm already done with it. I loved the classes part, it's more all the expectation I'm putting on myself to get all 20s, go into medicine and be a doctor and then... idk.. but I've been so anxious abt it. I feel me whole heart tighten, my throat tighten, I want to vomit, my stomach hurts, just at the mere mention of how important grades are. I know I have potential. I'm smart. I used to be smart. Then I needed to study because my bare intelect is not enough anymore. I'm no longer the person that when the teacher asks who got the highest grade I'm the obvious answer. That happened. Twice. In three years. But 12 yo me would be ashamed of my 60%s and 50%s in 8th grade and 9th grade. I would cry. I didn't cry. I just accepted I was dumb now. No-one told me that. I just knew my parents thought it. They never seem proud of me. I had such a good grade in my 9th grade exams. 94 in maths and 92 in portuguese. It was splendid. I was so proud. I even won a bet. They seemed so apathetic. Like it was another 70 something on a test if actually tell them about for once. I need to be smart again. For a long time I thought all that was goof abt me was that I was smart. MY FRIENDS THINK I AM SMART. I DONT UNDERSTAND. HOW?? They didn't see old me. Before I changed schools. When I was someone and everyone knew my name and I knew theirs. Is it the glasses? Do they make me look smarter then I am? IS IT JUST THEM BEING NICE AGAIN?? being nice to me even tho I don't deserve it. I cant be nice. When I try to I just run out of words and trip over my syllables and then what comes out is and utter mess of what I wanted to say. I'm so sure that if someone sees this they will say that I'm nice and I deserve it but I can't believe it. I write so many nice words for everyone. My pinned post. I just can't say them to myself really. I wish I could be in peopled heads. I wish I knew what makes me worth being around. My Internet name is Alien exactly because I always felt so alienated from others. Like they speak a secret language I don't. Today at lunch my friend asked me if the person she used to like then disappointed her had any red flags and which. I just answered I didn't know him, but he looked kinda ugly. I was honest. Then they laughed. I didn't get it at all. He did look weird in the one photo I remember seeing him. I asked what was funny and they said my tone of speaking. I talked like I usually do. Maybe that's it. Idk sorry for this I'm just super anxious bcs of school. Yeah

[huellitaa]

☀️🎀 princess project: day 13!

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 friday 7.6.24

🗒🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ today's to do!

☀️ mental

woke up early

was super productive in the morning

felt really good about myself for most of the day!

was really proud because i handled this week pretty well considering the circumstances

🎀 physical

hot girl walked

drank cucumber water

had an everything shower in the morning

used a sheet mask for the first time in AGES ♡

ran down a hill and up one again back to my house because my mum would actually murder me if i got back a moment after 4:30

ate super healthy

wore my fav lip gloss to school ♡

ate lunch whilst running home

🧁 academic

got extra time on the maths exam! ♡

computer studies assessment (we weren't warned about it so i only got 17/30 which is pretty average considering i'm terrible at computing anyway 😭)

accidentally almost got a detention in geography

finished reading war of the worlds! (🎀🗒 goals: attention span!)

BEGAN READING ADA LOVELACE'S BIOGRAPHY AHHH ♡

studied pythagoras' theorum (or at least tried to. what the fuck is a x b x c KILL YOURSELF)

💬 social

met up with wifey after school yesterday and gave her the biggest hug in the world BCZ I MISSED HER SO MUCH U DONT GET IT

tweaking down the road because she gave me a kiss on the head before she got on the bus and went absolutely feral ♡

fooled my computing teacher into thinking chappell roan was madonna (he's such a sweetheart i love him swear )

reported this girl in my class with my friends for cheating in science and maths assessments bcz what the heck

fangirled over little bunny rings my friend got ♡

fangirled part 2 with my kpop friend about twice and newjeans in maths ♡

borderline had an argument with my parents and didn't burst into tears !!

🎀 leisure

showed my friend my twice album!!! ♡

FUCKING GLASSES BROKE AGAIN

survived with only 20% on my phone all day

brang cherry coke and a blueberry bar to school and was very very happy about that actually

all my love! 💘🎀✨️

[uncontrolledfission]

day 7 of 100 days of productivity 💌

No photo today because I was just in the house all day and nothing too interesting happened. But today I worked on a bit for each subject.

Maths, I worked on my homework which was just second derivatives and therefore pretty easy, and a bit of mechanics but not much.

In CS, I spent an hour and a half trying to write a program to determine if a number is happy or not (basically means that, the digits of the number, when squared and added up, and repeated, eventually reach 1). I did not succeed. I looked up how to do it, I understand now, so I’m going to let it marinate in my head a bit then return to it.

Honestly, trying for so long to write that was really frustrating. I first tried converting the number to a string then using a for loop to iterate over the digits, convert them to integers again, then square and sum them, but I had issues when it came to getting that to repeat with the final number churned out and stopping the loop if it reached 1. Then I tried using recursion, which is fairly new to me. I’ve only used subroutines once before this so it was a bit daunting. I felt like I was getting somewhere with recursion but the math just wasn’t mathing and I kept getting Recursion Errors or Local Variable Errors. But it’s okay, I get it now.

For physics, I finished the foundations of physics booklet like I said yesterday! However, I got into the physics problem set and honestly it was bringing me close to tears. The problems are important because it’s an entrance exam for a club of sorts which would be an amazing supercurricular to show for myself when applying to uni, so this is the only opportunity I have to get in. The last 6 or so problems I can’t fathom the method for and they account for over 50% of the marks,,, hurrah you need just over 50% to get in. I’m going to ask my physics teachers on Monday because I refuse to let this chance slip from my grasp.

Regardless of those obstacles, I’m proud of myself for really giving both of them a good go. I’m going to give it another crack tomorrow and ask for help afterwards.

- J

[yawron]

・❥・𝓤𝓹𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 / 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓥𝓸𝓲𝓭・❥・

Sooo I've got an important math exam tomorrow and I was lowkey paniking because I haven't learned a lot for it yet. But then I was affirming that it's all gonna go well and that I will get a good grade despite barely studying for it. And like a millisecond after I finished that affirmation I saw the number 444 ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

It's a sign yall, I love loa so much (~￣³￣)~

I also manifested that I'll find my wallet again like yayyyyy. 2 weeks ago I couldn't find it and I was almost thinking about telling my parents and going to the police or smt but instead I just affirmed that I'll find it again. Today I was cleaning up my room because someone was coming over and I lifted up a stack of clothing and GUESS WHAT WAS UNDERNEATH

𝓶𝔂 𝔀𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓽 ( ˘ ³˘)♥

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

On a different note, I've learned about the void like a few days ago and I absolutely love it. I had my first try at entering yesterday using a guided meditation. Didn't work for me and I think guided meditations aren't for me. I tried again today but on my own and I had a weird experience.

At first it felt like I was being pulled down/falling and I think that was my body kinda drifting off to sleep. However I felt weird, like I never felt like this before idk how to explain it. It wasn't dark at all, it was rather bright. I just felt extremely calm and excited at the same time. I could barely feel my body and I got so confused so I just affirmed stuff in case I was in the void but I think I was just really close to getting there.

Also yesterday I had a dream about being in the void and it was kinda cool. Definitely had me really confused once I woke up cuz I was like "wait...did that happen or was I just sleeping?"

Kudos to you if you actually read all of that ヾ(^ ^ゞ

I hope you'll have a great day!!!

∧,,,∧ (  ̳• · • ̳) /    づ♡ I love you