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bluecollarmcandtf · 2 months

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The Disappointment

AJ kept a strong face, but his palms were slick with sweat. Tonight had been the first game of the season, and he'd choked. His teammates couldn't even look his way, but the Coach kept a glaring eye fixed on him. AJ prayed that the locker room would be short and painless, but he had no idea what he was walking into...

"Not you," Coach put a firm hand on AJ's chest before he could follow the team in.

The quarterback looked to his buddies for backup, but none of them bothered. Whatever lecture Coach had planned, he would have to hear it by himself. Internally, he was already groaning in frustration, but he kept up his trademark exterior and asked, "What's up?"

"You're a disappointment, boy," he growled lowly, pushing a fat finger into AJ's chest.

"What the hell!" AJ burst, raising his voice. He may have screwed up on the field, but he didn't have to listen to this crap, "Screw you! None of that was my f-"

"Don't talk back..." the old man cut in firmly.

AJ's mouth snapped shut. It wasn't something he did consciously, but he was too occupied by the coach's hostile behavior to notice.

"...I dumped too much money into this team for you to just throw the game away!"

The quarterback scoffed. He wanted to yell 'What money?' in the coach's face, but he stayed silent instead. His throat had somehow clamped up. Talking back wasn't possible at the moment, so he just rolled his eyes. AJ didn't really care what the man was talking about. He just wanted to shower, go home, and forget about this whole night!

"Put these on!" Coach spat, throwing a set of folded clothes at him.

AJ gave the worn bundle of clothes a look of disdain. His face was boiling with contempt, but he was more confused than anything. Why had Coach just tossed him these gnarly old rags. The thick blue cotton was stained and saturated with a strong smell of body odor. Whatever nasty freak had worn these before had obviously never washed them or himself.

There was no way in hell AJ would put it on!

"Yes, sir."

It took him a couple seconds to realize those words had come from his mouth. They sounded artificially casual in his throat.

For the first time that night, Coach had a grin on his face, but it wasn't a pleasant one. The old man calmly watched as the quarterback pulled off his muddy jersey and shoulder pads. AJ was of course panicking, but it was limited to his thoughts as his body moved on its own.

"That looks much better," Coach purred with an amused glint in his eye.

The quarterback's mind ran wild, and every muscle tensed up as he tried to break out of this tight grip. From the outside, he looked like he was standing tall, arms flat at his side, feet shoulder with the part inside that crusty old jumpsuit, but that did not match how he felt on the inside! AJ was grinding his teeth in the effort to cry out; his eyes itched from an unflinching glare at the coach; and his butt cheeks repeatedly clenched and unclenched as he tried and failed to move.

Even his face has been commandeered by whatever force had taken over him. His mouth sat in an emotionless pout when all he wanted to do was scream! Even worse, his nose was resigned to taking long even breaths that sucked in the musky stench of the nasty blue coveralls he had on. He was acting as if he were the calmest man in the world, but in reality, he was fuming!

"As I was saying," Coach continued, "You're a disappointment, boy. You understand that?"

"Yes, sir," AJ's voice jumped into action once again, leaving him even more worried.

"No you don't. How could you?" the old man sneered, "I told everyone to forget everything: how I paid a hypnotist to help the team focus on the field. Of course, he really just hypnotized my players to obey me..."

AJ was at a loss for words, which didn't really matter since he couldn't control his mouth. He had a vague memory of Coach giving the team a lecture about focus, but he didn't recall anything about a hypnotist!

"...I paid that hypnotist a couple hundred bucks to give me a team I could control! Did you not notice how different everyone's been acting lately?..."

Thinking back, AJ could remember a distinct shift in the team. It was right after that weird chat from Coach! All of the sudden he and his teammates had insane urges to workout in their free time. It was like their personalities became about watching football tapes and bulking up. They had all been so eager to improve themselves for the team, for Coach, and they talked about it constantly.

All the players seemed to have found a new passion for the sport. Could that have really just been implanted by a hypnotist?

"...It was a waste of money." Coach said definitively, launching into an angry monologue, "That hypnotist was supposed to make my team go to State. The whole lot of you are at my command! I can tell you what to do in your free time! I can tell you what to think, but I can't tell you to go out there and win a game for me? It's bullshit!"

The words stung. AJ had never seen this manipulative and bitter side of the man before.

"Well, I need to get my money's worth out of you, and if all you're good for is mopping floors, then maybe I'll take you off the team and make you a full-time janitor! Maybe that'll teach you to not let me down again, boy."

"Yes, sir," was all AJ could say.

"I'm tired of looking at you!" he scowled, "Get to work!"

"Yes, sir."

AJ gladly retreated from the man. His head was pounding from the beratement and the fact that his will had apparently been broken months ago. AJ wanted nothing more than to escape the crazy football team, but his body had other ideas. His legs carried him over to an idle cleaning cart, where his hands picked up a rag and spray bottle.

The quarterback looked calm and collected on the outside as he wiped down and sterilized the gym equipment. In the well-worn uniform of a custodian, he was easy to overlook, but he was the only one still shuffling around in the gym on a Friday night. One would think he was the epitome of lonely non-achievers.

AJ wanted to yell. He wanted to kick over the bench he was wiping sweat off of and punch a wall. Hell, he'd even settle for a frown, but he knew it was useless. That hypnotist had done a number on him, and he felt he had no control over what he was doing with his body.

The defeated athlete just hoped his teammates wouldn't get a good look at him as they left the locker room. He didn't think he could handle that much humiliation in one night. They would be passing by soon, but the quarterback assured himself that his buddies wouldn't give him any grief. They had to be just as intent on leaving as he was.

"Listen up, boys!" came a loud call from Coach.

Internally, a pang of worry shot through AJ's chest. 'What the hell is he going to do, now?' he thought.

"Before you go, toss all your jerseys to the janitor over there. I want you all to see what happens to players who disappoint the team."

AJ's face burnt red hot, but he wasn't angry anymore: just utterly embarrassed. Before he knew what he was doing, his body dropped the rag and spray bottle and climbed up from his knees. Turning on his heels, he faced the entirety of his football team, and just like that, they were staring at their quarterback in the degrading garb of a janitor.

"What's going on, AJ?" one of his buddies squeaked as he recognized him and the apathetic look on his face.

"That's your star quarterback boys," Coach announced, only twisting their expressions into more disturbed looks of confusion, "Give them a smile AJ."

AJ's stomach dropped as his mouth spread into a toothy grin. It was the same charming smile he'd used on picture day. He wanted to shrivel up and disappear, but his broad shoulders stayed wide and his legs stood firm while his teammates stared at his smiling face in horror.

"He's a reminder of what will happen to you if you disappoint me like he did tonight!" Coach continued, "I'm having him spend his whole weekend scrubbing this gym from top to bottom! He's also doing our laundry, so make sure he gets those dirty football uniforms."

The football team stood, frozen in a mixture of fear and bewilderment. Half of them were still convinced this was a really bad prank.

"Get a move on!" Coach roared, "Hand over your jerseys! I want you each to give him an insult as you do. And AJ, I want you to thank each and everyone of them for it!"

A sudden wave of monotoned "Yes, sir," statements echoed through the gym. Apparently the coach really did have each and every player under his control.

It took awhile. With over forty guys on the team, AJ stood there for thirty minutes accepting their unwashed clothes, quietly muttering fake gratitute to each player that insulted him.

"You are an awful team leader," one said.

"Thank you, sir."

"You never deserved to be quarterback," said another.

"Thank you, sir."

Some insults got more personal, "You smell terrible, like really so bad."

"Thank you, sir."

"You are a pain to be around and a bully," said a freshman, which stung the most.

"Thank you, sir."

Some of the players gave him looks of bewilderment, like they didn't know why they were obeying Coach like this, but some looked at him with disgust, like they truly believed he deserved this punishment. He would have crumpled to the floor if it weren't for the stranglehold the hypnosis had over his body.

It felt like hours, but eventually his teammates had each insulted him and shoved their game clothes into his arms, leaving AJ alone with the coach and a giant hamper of smells. His body was still standing tall, but he couldn't hide the wet streaks running down his cheek.

"You better get a load started," Coach said with an amused giggle, "The waterboy told me it usually takes him a full day to finish laundry."

"Yes, sir," AJ answered, though he wished his mouth would shut up. He hated hearing his voice. He sounded more like a pussy than ever.

"Don't worry, AJ," Coach said, putting a hand on his frozen shoulder, "You might be stuck here all weekend but I won't let you drive yourself crazy. You're going to be happy. You're going to love every second of scrubbing toilets and mopping floors in this empty gym."

AJ's migraine began to lift. The weight and depression of the night was rising off his shoulders. He knew it was the god damn hypnosis, but it felt like a drug. He really was starting to feel happier.

"Sure, you'll be doing some of the nastiest crap in your life, but there's nothing you'd rather be doing, right?"

"Yes, sir," AJ was beginning to mean it.

"You know you deserve it. You are going to replay the game over and over in your head and think about what you did wrong. You aren't going to choke on that field again, boy. Right?"

"Yes, sir."

He was already thinking about the first snap, imagining how he could have been more decisive, more aggressive in that moment.

AJ barely noticed as Coach gave him a slap on the butt. He was lost in concentration, meditating on the game he'd lost a few hours earlier, and he began pushing the squeaky metal hamper in the direction of the laundry room. He no longer felt upset, degraded, or alone. He only felt grateful to Coach for pointing him in the right direction, for giving him this opportunity to think on his mistakes. He really did deserve this time as a janitor.

He might have been exhausted and uncomfortable, wearing that sticky uniform in the hot gym, but he only felt peace as Coach locked the door on his way out. He had an entire weekend of self reflection and menial labor in front of him!

AJ was finally alone and free to do Coach's bidding. His lips didn't smile and his steps didn't have any pep, but inwardly he couldn't be happier. The gym was still ripe with the smell of his jumpsuit and the team's jerseys, but he didn't mind breathing it in. Coach had made him understand that he deserved every second of this nasty punishment.

He was the disappointment after all.

#hypno story #mind control #blue collar #humiliated slave

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yunebtc · 2 months

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Hiii ! Could you please do a Rainbow Dash x fem! reader oneshot? Nothing specific! Hope it’s not a bother, thank you! 🥲

OFC I CAN ITS NO PROBLEM AT ALL YAYAYAYAAYA

!!NOTPROOFREAD MIGHT HAVE MISTAKES

-Fem reader

-Reader is a but on the athletic side as well preferably vollleyball

-Reader x Rainbow Dash

IF U DONT LIKE GAYNESS GET OUTTA HERE

-Fluff

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Are you sure about that? RAINBOW DASH

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You and Rainbow have been dating for 10 months now and you couldn't have been happier, you had found someone who changed your life, Today You and Rainbow had been busy with classes and you were just heading only class with rainbow, PE, Rainbow loved PE you liked it as well especially volleyball which is what you were doing today, You were excited since you enjoyed volleyball and you were extremely well at it, you went to the locker room and changed and as you finish you see dash enter the locker room and you walked up to her "Hey!! Where have you been?" You ask she usually never was late, she grabs ur hand and says "Heh my bad AJ helped me clean up the mess in home ec" You weren't surprised since she definitely didnt seem like the type of girl for home ec, you hear the whistle and you wait for Rainbow to leave the locker room as you both talk about what happened during the day your coach said you were playing volley ball and place you and dash on separate teams, Yous see your girlfriend smirk and walk up the the net and says to you "Your so going down babe, you know how I am with sports!!" You laugh and say "Are you sure about that??" And she look at you like your crazy "UH duh!! Just wait" Rainbow said not knowing she was gonna regret it

You and Dash were neck on neck with points and the game was about to end as Rainbow served the ball your teamate went for it and shot the ball in the air and you went to go spike the ball which landed on Rainbows side of the court as your team cheered you on Rainbows team groans in disappointment and you see Rainbow with a frown on her face and you Coach says "Alright girls head totally he lockerrooms before the bell rings!!" And everyone heads into the locker rooms some girls took a light shower, you being one of the and some left already waiting for the bell, you got out and the locker room started to fill with more steam, You change into your clothes and you see Rainbow with a towel around her body, her body still being damp and you were able to see her muscles and how the towel hugged her body just right made you blush slightly but you could tell Rainbow was still salty about the game and you laugh out loud grabbing her attention "What's so funny huh?" She says with a pout and you laugh even more " Baby your being ridiculous it's just one game of volleyball it won't hurt your winning streak!" You exclaim as rainbow huffs finishing putting her skirt and you decide to mess with her and bring her hands to her sides "How about I give you a reward because your such a good sport?" Rainbow turns red and she looks away "--- W-what do you-" you cut her off with a kiss which she returns as she puts her hand on your neck her thumb on your jawline deepening the kiss you both fight for dominance and she eventually wins and she smirks in the kiss and snakes her other hand around your waist and breaks the kiss "I think I like the reward" She says and you blush even more she laughs and her mood was easily lifted and you both finish getting ready to head to see the others

You and rainbow were still red from just coming out of the steamy locker room and as you approached the girls they all begun to give knowing looks and giggle "What are you guys laughing at??" Rainbow asks and Sunset says "Some girls came by and saw you guys getting at it in the locker roooom~" She singsonged and you and Rainbow blush even harder "UHHH WE GOTTA GO SEE YA!!" Rainbow panics and she drags you to her motorcycle turning the engines and drives off and they were left laughing so hard years went by "What in tarnation!??" Applejack laughs

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THIS WAS SHORT BUT I HOPE YOU LIKENIT AND IM SO SORRYY IT TOOK LONG IT KEPT ERASING THE ORIGINALS I TYPED OUT😭😭 PLEASE JEEO REQUESYING THO YOU GUYS TYSM FOR THIS WONDERFUL PEROSN FOR BEJNG MY FIRST REQUEST!!

#my little pony x reader #mlp x reader #rainbow dash #mlp #rainbowdashxreader

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mickimomo · 10 months

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Also, I now have to ask you a random Oni question that doesn't require a drabble unless you wanna write that out: What's Oni's fave hobby/past time when she's not doing Hot Girl Priest Stuff? I know she has to have something she can relax and do in her downtime, right?

I cackled at Hot Girl Priest Stuff. 💀

Tbh, if Oni isn't sparing or practicing with weapons in the woods by herself, she's probably cracking open a book or wondering in nature (ex. exploring or hiking).

I'd imagined that dealing with people and trying to live up to her role as the priestess and vessel of Bast can be socially and physically draining. So, moments of solitude are definitely appreciated. Especially Pre-Namora.

I'd say Post-Namora, she still enjoys moments alone, but doesn't mind existing in silence or sparring with Namora either. I think Namora would expand her areas of exploration after realizing how much Oni thrives in nature. She'd take Oni to a few coral reefs, lakes, and rivers to see the flora and wildlife that live around them underwater.

Also, Oni definitely has a scrapbook filled with pressed and dried plants she's seen on adventures. It's the plant lover inside of her peeking out. Once Namora discovers it, she starts bringing her flowers and plant clippings to add to it.

Once they're married, I think Namora would build her a greenhouse of sorts and bring her plants from missions and special gift-obtaining expeditions. Oni often pretends that she hates gardening because that's technically her job with the Heart-Shaped Herb. However, with the greenhouse, she's more open to 'tending to the little plants her wife brings her from all over the world'. Namora just likes seeing her wife happy, so she's always bringing her things. 🥹

The blurb I thought I wasn't going to write, but I couldn't stop imagining:

"Eh... in lool? (my flower)"

"Mm?" Oni looked up from the book she was reading underneath a plum tree as Namora slowly made her way towards her.

"I got you something."

"You got me something?" She looked her over, taking note of her hands hiding something behind her back.

"Yes. A gift."

The vieled priestess closed her book and tilted her head at her wife. "Are you my gift?"

Namora's face purpled at the suggestion. "No." She looked away shyly. "Just close your eyes and hold out your hands."

"Aw. You're no fun, Amora."

The warrior rolled her eyes before refocusing on the priestess.

Her hands were held out, and her eyes were supposedly closed.

Namora squatted and waved a hand in front of her veiled face before gently placing a small potted plant in her palms.

"Can I look?"

"Mhm."

Oni slowly pulled the plant towards her face before gasping. "Wha- Where did you find these?!" She looked up at Namora. "I was just reading about Venus fly traps the other day."

"I know. You read seven books about carnivorous plants and kept talking about how much you wanted a venus fly trap."

"Yes, but these are native to the southeastern part of the United States. Like South and North Carolina. How did you-"

"-I went there at night with Attuma and Aj K'uk'ulkan." Namora offered a warm smile.

"Just for a little plant?"

"Nothing is little if you want it, in lool."

"But you got Attuma and the king of Talokan involved."

"I help them get things for their lovers all the time. How could they refuse to help me?"

Oni couldn't refrain from laughing at the thought of the three of them venturing around at night to find a tiny carnivorous plant. They must have fought snakes and gators and all kinds of things to get it for her.

"I almost wish I could have been there to see you all get it for me."

Namora clicked her tongue in feigned irritation, revealing a habit she had picked up from her wife.

"Eh?" Oni laughed as she grabbed her by the jaw and pulled her forward while she held her plant with her other hand. "What was that, warrior?"

Namora's cheeks purpled slightly. "P'atéen tíin juunaj. (Leave me alone.)"

"How could I ever leave you alone?"

The warrior felt her muscles stiffen as the priestess tugged her closer.

"Oni, not outside." Namora grunted as she crumbled on top of her, inhaling sharply as she was quickly flipped over and pinned to the ground with one hand and two legs.

Her lungs expanded with the faint scent of incense and plum as she looked up at her wife, her lilac veil billowing enough to reveal her soft two-toned lips.

Blowing enough to almost reveal her dark brown eyes that melted like chocolate in a fondue fountain whenever they rested on her.

By Chaac, she was in love.

"Why not?"

Oni's voice broke her from her reverie and Namora frowned at the pout in her voice.

"You can't remove your veil outside."

"Oh?" Oni leaned in, still holding her gifted plant close. "So, if we go inside, I can thank you properly for my gift?"

Namora turned as purple as her lover's dress before nodding. "If that is what you wish to do." She took in a small breath as her blush darkened. "Just saying thank you will suffice if you don't-"

"-Nonsense." The priestess whispered lowly. "There's so much I want to do to you."

Namora held her breath as her wife whispered a list of things she wished to do in her ear.

All Namora could do was gasp.

"Ok. Come on." Oni hummed before gently pulling away and getting up. "I wish to thank my wife properly."

Namora laid there for a moment, dazed as the veiled beauty walked away. "In k’áatech. (I love you.)" She groaned before getting up and slowly following Oni.

#oni daughter of zuri #onimora #oni is a menace to her future wife #oni x namora #namora #namora of talokan #namora x oc fanfic #namora x oc #namora x oni #black panther oc #black panther wakanda forever oc #gxg fanfic #gxg scenarios #gxg #gxg fluff #fxf fanfic #onimora headcanons #mickimomo #the sun and the sky au

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litgwritersroom · 2 years

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Idk if this is a uncommon request but can we get a AJ fic she didn’t deserve to be such a great character but get stuck in a bad season

HELPING HAND

AJ/MC - 2400+ words - @crimswnred

Studious Riley is already over AJ and her jock antics before she even knows her. But she also has trouble telling people 'no'. So when her professor asks her to tutor A.J.... what could go wrong?

Riley adjusted the backpack on her shoulders as she nodded to what the professor was saying. She should've known that it was a bad idea to offer herself as a class monitor but she needed the extra credit and there was no way she was going to write another fucking essay about legal studies – not if she could avoid it. Seb had warned her before about the bad side of being a monitor, himself being one. "He'll ask you for help with trouble, especially if the trouble in question is a jock."

But she took the spot because Professor Jake Wilson was her favourite. He was so smart, so intellectual and he never once in his life mistreated a student. Every single soul in Uni was in love with that man. He was so nice, so kind and if he wasn't married to Professor Savannah, he would surely get a lot of proposals.

The worst of it all was that Mr Wilson wasn't asking her. Not directly, he would never. He told her a little story about the local hockey team, of how they were finally showing what they came for with a winning strike now that the team's star had her chance to shine. Apparently, in his mind, the team's captain was some kind of local hero and it was such a shame she couldn't keep up with the classes.

In all honesty, Riley would've been fine with it if it wasn't for the minor detail that the team's captain was Anna Julia Jones and that Riley despised her. And don't you dare think it was just because AJ was a jock, because the reasons were never-ending. Firstly, she was noisy, loud, like a fucking puppy that loves to bark at birds or whatever. Secondly, she was a flirt, always with some cheesy lines to the girls. Thirdly, she was the reason Kelly Edwards wouldn't look at Riley.

She hated how Kelly would look at AJ as if she was anything but a Beach Barbie look alike. What was there to look at, after all? A muscled tanned 5'10 body? Dirty blonde wavy hair that looked great in a ponytail? Caramel eyes that were always gleaming with humour and a smile that wouldn't ever drop from her lips? A small, button nose that wrinkled when she made a joke?

Please, she wasn't even that hot.

"Riley?"

Professor Wilson's words brought her back to reality and Riley immediately snapped her dark eyes back to him. He smiled, sweetly, like he always did when he knew he was going to ask her the impossible. And she smiled back, as she always did when she was too afraid of disappointing him.

"Of course, Mr Wilson, I can help Miss Jones with her finals," Riley said, trying her best to not grind her teeth.

"Thank you so much, Riley!" The Professor said with relief stamped all over his face. "I'll send her your number."

"You desperately need to learn how to say no."

By lunch, there were no texts from AJ yet, thankfully. If anything, she would decline the offer from Mr Wilson – at least, that was what Riley was hoping for. The hockey team's captain was known for being a little stubborn and having a big ego, so maybe accepting her help was something way too hurtful for her pride.

"I just don't wanna disappoint him," Riley sighed, looking at Iona, who was eating a salad next to her carefully, so it wouldn't ruin her perfect makeup. "I can't."

Iona rolled her eyes. "Please, you don't even like men! Plus, he's married."

Riley nudged Iona lightly on her shoulder. "Iona!" She gasped, making the blonde laugh. "It's not that, ew."

"Admit it, you finally had your straight awakening and the man responsible is your Economics professor!"

"Who had a straight awakening?"

The two of them looked up, meeting a grinning Seb. He left his black, dirty backpack over the table and sat down in front of them with a food tray before him. With a confused look in his eyes, he eyed the two girls.

"Riley, she's into Mr Wilson," Iona replied with a devilish smile.

"What?" Seb laughed before looking Riley dead in the eye. "I thought I was going to be your straight awakening."

"Shut up!" Riley roared, rolling her eyes. "I'm gay. G, A, Y, a lesbian. I like girls. Women!"

"That's great, 'cause same," Riley heard behind her, her smile dropping at the same time she turned.

There she was, Anna Julia Jones, biting down a laugh as if she had just heard the funniest thing ever in the middle of a library and Noah Alexander was working there – and god forbid if he heard a single sound coming from your mouth. Her sports jacket covered half her body and the cap with the Uni symbol barely let them see her dirty blonde hair.

Riley cleared her throat, feeling Iona shaking with laughter behind her. "Excuse me?"

"I like girls too." AJ nodded.

As if the whole Uni didn't know that already.

"I meant: what are you doing here?" Riley screwed her nose at her.

AJ sat next to her, taking the rest of the bench. She was taller than Riley expected and even more muscled than she remembered. She rested her elbow on the table and her hand on her palm, turning her body to face Riley.

With a teasing smile, she said, "Didn't Jake tell you?"

Jake, not Professor Wilson like anyone else. Jake. Just another reminder that she was better and more special than Riley.

"He told me you would text me," Riley folded her arms.

"Yeah but I thought it would be weird, so I just came to meet you!" She said, straightening up and displaying a hand for Riley to shake. "I'm Anna Julia but you can call me AJ, everybody does."

She looked at the displaying hand. Tanned with long fingers and short black nails. She reached for it, grabbing for a stiff shake, finding it surprisingly soft and callused, too delicate for a hockey player.

"I'm Riley."

Anna Julia Jones couldn't keep the smile off her face.

Everyone had called her crazy and said the plan was naive if anything. It wouldn't work, no, actually, it would backfire so hard that she would be whining about it in a few days. Nicky was the most sceptical of them, promising AJ there wasn't a single chance that she would convince Jake of asking his best student to help her. And all that, for what, to get laid? It was foolishness.

But everyone was, oh, so wrong…

Because Jake, AJ's lovely brother-in-law, had given exactly what she asked first. It had been a journey to try and convince him she was having difficulties in Economics for a whole semester and that she wasn't just faking it – which, for the record, she was. It was even worse to lie right in Coach Mason's face during the tryouts, saying it was too hard for her to keep up with the class as she tried her best with training.

And what a lovely coincidence it was that Jake and Mason were close friends and that AJ's older sister, Savannah, was over the moon with AJ's results during the season and would be devastated if her younger sister couldn't play anymore. And that Jake was a devoted husband. And who would've thought that Riley Atwood needed the extra credit? It was like destiny itself was on AJ's side on this – and not that she planned every single detail of this whole thing.

And no, not just so she could get laid.

But because Riley fucking Atwood was the most beautiful creature AJ had ever seen and just looking at her made her stomach flip. She had gorgeous dark green eyes that were always serious, a gleaming mocha skin that AJ dreamed of kissing and touching, lovely furrowed brows that were so fucking expressive and heart-shaped lips that were extremely attractive.

AJ got herself daydreaming of her whenever she could. Sometimes, her dreams were about beach dates and how beautiful her curly hair would look as the wind blew. Other times, in the middle of the night, AJ would think of kissing her lips, her skin, giving her tiny bites around her breasts and tracing a trail between her legs.

So lying wasn't a big deal. Not when AJ had never felt like this, not that strong. She was even ashamed of her player history, wondering if Riley was aware that she was probably the only LGBT woman AJ hadn't fucked yet. And if she knew, would she be able to see past it?

"It worked, it fucking worked!" She shouted, slamming the door open.

Bobby jumped on his seat, resting a hand over his chest right after. On the other side of the little house they shared, Nicky caught her eye and huffed with annoyance. He uncrossed his legs and then crossed them again before going back to take notes from the book on his side to the notebook in front of him.

“Someone’s in a mood…” AJ commented in a singing voice as she left her orange backpack on the couch and sat down next to Bobby.

“He’s studying,” Bobby explained as he scrolled on his phone. “You know, the thing you’re purposely avoiding to do.”

“Yeah, and it worked!” AJ squealed with happiness. “She’s going to tutor me.”

“This is gonna backfire so hard and blow up on your face,” Nicky said between his teeth as he turned on his chair to face them. “Bobby, tell her…”

Bobby turned to AJ with a smile. “She’s gonna figure it out and it’s gonna be terrible and you’re gonna cry for like a weak till you find your next lesbian obsession.”

“No, she’s not gonna find out unless one of you tells her,” AJ winked at Bobby before facing Nicky. “And you’re not gonna do that, right, Nicky?”

Nicky rolled his eyes, turning back to his notebook.

AJ shook her head, sinking into the couch. “You guys would get it if you saw her.”

“You sound like Bobby when he met the library guy for the first time,” Nicky remarked.

“Oi!” Bobby frowned. “Don’t drag me into this.”

“It was pretty funny,” AJ giggled beside him. “Oh, his voice is sooooo smooth.”

Bobby blushed, “That didn’t happen.”

“It did.” Both AJ and Nicky retorted at the same time.

Bobby was about to add something but the sound of the door interrupted him. AJ turned to face the door, watching as Genevieve made her way inside the shared house with a tired face and a sigh. She took her heels off and left her handbag over the kitchen table before sitting between Bobby and AJ.

Genevieve was a year older than AJ (and Bobby). She was lovely, the mum of their little group and also a med student, which was the main reason why she looked tired all the time. AJ hugged her from her side and Bobby did the same, them both squeezing her.

“All right, all right,” Viv giggled, patting them on their hats. “You look like cats.”

AJ was about to make a joke about it when a notification sound came from her phone. She bolted to her backpack – which was now fallen on the ground – and quickly grabbed it, her heart hammering in her chest.

"It's her!" She giggled, opening her phone.

Riley: tomorrow @ 4pm. library. don't be late.

"So, yeah, knowing that, all you need to do is the regression analysis," Riley explained, tapping her pen against the book's hardcover.

AJ just nodded, already writing down the formula in her notebook. For someone that was failing the subject, she had caught up really quick. In less than 5 minutes, the question was already answered and the calculus was correct, shocking Riley – maybe the hockey captain wasn't that much of a dumbass.

"That's…" Riley cracked, incapable to believe her own words. "That's correct."

With a smile that was too sweet for Riley's liking, AJ nodded and turned back to her, so they could keep their study session going. But instead, Riley huffed, closing her book and resting her elbows on the table, narrowing her eyes as she steepled her hands together.

"What's your deal, Anna Julia?" she asked, to which AJ only responded with a confused look. "Why did you ask me for help?"

AJ tilted her head, her hair falling to the side like beautiful blonde cascades – not that Riley would notice it, after all, she was not that hot. "I told you, I'm failing-..."

"Why?" Riley pressed. "Why are you failing? You know the subject, you literally wrote down the equation and solved the exercise without needing me to explain it to you. So, why?"

AJ swallowed hard. Bingo. Riley was right, there was something behind that little theatre but what? What could she possibly want from her?

"Cause I wanted to go out with you."

Oh.

Well.

You could say Riley was not expecting that.

So she did the one thing that she could. She chuckled with nervousness. "What?"

"I like you and I wanna take you on a date."

"So you failed Economics?"

It wasn't supposed to sound that aggressive but it did and now AJ was screwing her face into a grimace and Riley's heart sunk.

Why did it sink? She hated jocks.

She hated AJ.

Wait, did she? Why?

Because AJ was a flirt that jumped around from bed to bed as if she was some kind of adult version of Tigger. Because she had probably slept with every queer woman on campus except for Riley. Because she was too loud with her group of friends that loved to joke mid-class. Because she thought she ruled that damned place just 'cause she knew her way around with a stick – no pun intended. And because she had slept with Kelly and Riley…

Well, Riley did not.

So yeah, she didn't like AJ. But did she hate her?

"Listen, AJ, you should focus on your finals…"

But AJ just scrunched her nose, crossing her arms and legs like a kid, making it very, very hard for Riley to not smile. "I'll do it if you go out on a date with me."

"AJ…"

"If not for me then for Jake." She straightened her posture, eyes focused on Riley, who had never seen her so serious. "I mean, professor Wilson."

Riley bit her tongue, trying to avert AJ's eyes but her own kept coming back as if they were magnets. She sighed, already feeling herself crumbling.

Iona was right. She definitely needed to learn how to say no.

"All right, I'm going out with you."

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(Human MLP AU) The truth or dare goes off better than expected. Not perfect since some are obviously uncomfortable with him but nothing hostile. Then when the bottle lands on Spike he is dared by Rainbow Dash to carry Rarity and Applejack at the same time. After what happened in the gym she is curious. Both ladies are surprised at this but Spike surprises them even more that he can do that as he holds them both in each of his arms.

"Alright! It's my turn!" Rainbow ran her fingers together, tapping the very edges as she excitedly plotted what to do. So far everything had been fun and games, but now it was time to cause some serious chaos! But what?! What could she... her eyes landed on Spike. So far he hadn't been included, and she wasn't doing this to include him. But she was curious, their meeting not to long ago had left a strong impression on her head.

"Alright bucko." She directed herself towards Spike, "I wanna see if that strength of yours was a fluke! I dare you, Spike, to lift both Rarity and AJ, I'm sure you couldn't do it even if you wanted to!" She smirked,

"Excuse me? Are you calling me overweight?"

"Wow Dash, really? A'm all muscle, don't be rude."

Dash ignored her friends complaints, "Well, what are you going to do about it."

Spike didn't say anything, deliberately thinking in his head, wondering what could go wrong. Eventually he gave in, "I... only if they're alright with it."

Both girls took their time, neither were sure they were...

"A'hm Sorry but... I'll pass." AJ had been lifted by him before, and she couldn't forget it. She wasn't comfortable trying that a second time. She knew he was strong, so there was nothing to prove. But she didn't know him well enough and... she didn't mean to be rude it was just...

"Ohoh! You can carry me!" Pinkie was quick to take her place thankfully, of course she did not to make sure Spike didn't get sad.

"Alright, I'll allow you. But you must be gentle. And not inappropriate touching."

Spike's face turned an extra shade of purple as his blood ran through his face.

"Ye...yes..."

It was a peculiar sight for Rarity to see, perhaps the most emotion she'd seen in his face since she'd met him. Regardless, she didn't expect much until she felt his arms reach under her. It was clear he was trying to keep from anything too touchy by keeping his palm away. But when she was suddenly lifted into the air, not too far mind you. She was taken by surprise!

"Woo!" Pinkie Pie didn't have any qualms, even as he lifted her upwards, She made sure to lean in on him, adding an extra bit of nuzzling while she did.

"P...Pinkie you can stop that."

Regardless! Seeing as Spike was able to lift both the bigger girls off the ground, it was quite the sight for everyone to see!

#h!spike #h!rarity #h!rainbowdash #h!applejack #h!fluttershy #h!pinkiepie #h!twilight #mlphumanau

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