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So, that deja vu fic got me thinking.. and what if katsuki has a childhood friend (obvi friends w deku too) where he is always trying to impress her and class 1-a notices or ( if you’d like them older ) the agency notices and starts betting on when he’ll confess to her. turns out, she actually confesses first and everyone is happy (and slightly disappointed… nobody got their money) 😋😋

Also, when i saw the notification “@cashmoneyyysstuff started following you” i have never hit a follow back button so fast 😭🫶

Remember you’re amazing, take care of yourself, drink water, stay safe, and know that you are loved ❤️

WAAAA @itzjustj-1000 this is soo cute ! especially since katsuki being a loser n tryin to impress us instead of just confessing is honestly adorable. ALSO ALSO ur LITERALLY THE SWEETEST !! ur the loveliest it's a given i had to follow u !! i tried to honour ur request as best i could, i hope you like it ! also say it w me yall: WEEWOOO WEEWOOO CHILDHOODFRIENDS TO LOVERS ALEEEEEERRTTT (yall r forcing my hand atp (not that im complaining tho))

fem reader, katsuki is a whipped little loser, katsuki likes getting praised by reader but acts like he doesn't challenge (fails miserably), kaminari n sero are little shits, m*neta (he doesn't say anything creepy don't worry <3) everyone is in their 2nd year in this one. lemme know if i missed something else !

for as long as izuku midoriya could remember, you and kacchan have always been a packaged deal.

deku remembers all the way back in primary school, how kacchan would bend over backwards to impress you, spending his days trying to win your praise like he was collecting it. whether it be showing off how good his reading skills were, or showing off his newly acquired quirk to you at any given chance. (away from the eyes of the teachers, of course)

or even with silly things. like the time he showed you how long he could hold his breath underwater. it didn't matter, as long as he could show it off to you, he would.

deku remembers how pride would fill his childhood friends face, cheeks practically glowing and a smile basically reaching his ears. a simple "woooah, you're so cool kacchan !" had the boastful blonde giddy for the entire day, chest puffed out as he walked ahead of everyone, with you right next to him, of course. (you were the only one worthy enough to stand by his side after all)

and though he spent his time trying to win your praise, he also needed your attention constantly. katsuki constantly demanded your attention. he's the only one who's allowed to sit next to you in class, you're always the one he picks first when it's time to pick teams to play dodgeball. he's your partner for every project and you're the one who walks beside him when you and your friends go venture out in the woods to go out on your adventures. and even though they would usually take place in the park, katsuki always claimed he'd be the one to protect you if anything were to happen.

as kids, deku was probably the only one who noticed how hard katsuki tried to impress you.

and he's probably the only one to notice how he still does it now.

"sooo...kacchan totally has a thing for yn, agreed ?"

"mhm. definitely."

"yup."

"'m suprised you just noticed that now, kaminari...actually i'm not really suprised." jirou drawled, twirling one of her earphone jacks around her finger.

okay, so apparently he isn't the only one who noticed.

kaminari pouts "i noticed ! i noticed, like, ages ago !" he huffs into his folded elbows on the desk " i just wanted to see if you guys did !"

"you'd be stupid to miss it." sero cuts in smoothly. their grouchy homeroom teacher somehow ended up absent, leading to an impromptu free period. which in turn caused for loads of gossip he had somehow gotten roped into. kirishima, kaminari and sero were talking about you and katsuki, happily chatting off about something they couldn't hear from where they were sitting.

"maaaannn, bakugou's way too lucky, scoring such a pretty girl. what's he got that i don't ?!" kaminari whines. kirishima shushes him lightly, afraid to rouse the attention of a certain blonde they just so happened to be talking about

"now that i think about it.." sero wondered, leaning onto kirishima's shoulder "midoriya, you guys are childhood friends, right ? have they always been..." he cuts himself off, pointing over at you both with his chin for midoriya to look back. ".. like that ?"

you're chatting about something that's apparently funny or exciting, with katsuki listening along attentively, his head resting in his palm like he's admiring you. his full focus entirely on you, as it usually was.

you're using your hands a lot while you're talking and deku recognizes it as the thing you do when you've gotten to the juicy part of the conversation, deku almost wishes he could listen in, then remembers it's not good to be nosy and shakes the thought away. every once in a while katsuki interjects with a subtle smirk on his face and his remarks have you either giggling or playfully pouting at him unable to hide your smile. the playfulness in his heavy lidded red eyes remains at any reaction you give him, though. kacchan's worked on his poker face over the years but it seems he can't control himself when it comes to you.

izuku realizes he's been openly staring for too long and quickly turns back to look at sero who raises an eyebrow, awaiting a response.

izuku chuckles to himself "yeah, pretty much." he hums, playing around with the ends of his tie as he speaks.

"oooouu~" kaminari sings, suddenly lifting his head up from where it was hidden into his shoulder with a sudden burst of energy, startling kirishima. "juicy details about kacchan, i'm in !"

"i don't know if it's exactly 'juicy'" izuku sweatdropped, chuckling awkwardly. "but kacchan and yn have always been really close. when we were younger, kacchan would always be seeking out yn's attention. he'd be really possesive..or protective over her, i guess ?—it was all pretty harmless though." he recounted, smiling softly at his childhood memories nostalgically pouring into his mind.

both kirishima and sero let out quiet hums when he finishes while denki simply pouts "s'not as juicy as i thought it would be" he huffs petulantly, receiving a knock on his head from jirou who hisses a "he told you that, idiot"

kirishima places his head into the palm of his hands and sighs dreamingly "man, that's so cute. bakugou's been a major softie for yn for so long.." he clenches his fist and izuku thinks he sees a little tear in his eye "so manly !" he exclaims through his sharp teeth.

"yeah, i don't know if 'manly' is the word i'd use to describe someone who's been whipped for so long and still doesn't have the balls to confess" sero ribbed, snickering to himself with denki joining in shortly after.

"hey, don't be assholes !" jirou shot "i think it's kinda cute y'know ? not really..manly..but—cute." she said.

"how much you wanna bet he's not gonna confess until graduation?" kaminari challenged.

"wouldn't put it past 'im." a voice suddenly chimes in. the five of them all turn their heads left, right then down at the voice that came from none other than mineta, who had somehow wormed his way into the conversation.

"and what the hell do you think you're doing sneaking into our conversation, freak" jirou sneers, glaring down at mineta who had already dragged his chair over, including himself into the group.

mineta decides to ignore jirou as he places his arms onto the desk seriously like he's imitating some type of mafia don. " bakugou's never gonna confess any time soon, he's too much of a pussy" he waves off nonchalantly "i bet he won't even have done it by the time we've finished school ! "

" and i bet you wouldn't say that to his face !" kaminari guffaws and the purple haired boy sputters. izuku can't hold back his grin as he watches them bicker.

" kacchan's always been pretty..sure of himself" he settles "i don't think it'd take him that long to confess" he guessed, pressing his thumb onto his chin "though maybe the fact that he's so sure of himself could hold him back.."

ah, there he goes again.. the rest of them thought as they watch midoriya babble on and on into theory land.

denki suddenly slams his fists on the desks, startling everyone. he sucks in a breath "alright ! i bet a thousand yen and the entirety of my lunch box that bakugou won't confess by the end of this year !" he exclaims, not too loud but loud enough so everyone in the group could hear him.

"oooouu~ what're we betting on ?" mina chimes in, suddenly appearing behing jirou and in turn startling her. she flashes her a little glare causing the pink haired girl to offer a weak apology and a hug.

"kaminari just bet a thousand yen and his lunch that bakugou won't confess to yn by the end of this year" sero smirked, clearly enjoying the drama

" ou, that sounds fun ! lemme join in too !" the pink skinned girl pleaded giving her best puppy eye and pout combo.

"sure ! just don't come cryin' to me when you lose" kaminari agrees, playfully jabbing at his friend.

"this is so stupid. i'm not betting money on this.."jirou scoffs rubbing at her temple. "c'moooonnn, don't be chicken, jirou ! " denki whines

"mhmm, c'moonn jirou give into peer pressure !" mina joins in, wrapping her arms around the purple haired girl and swaying her side to side.

jirou groans before finally conceding "..five hundred yen. that's all you're getting from me." she concludes sourly crossing her arms.

" i'm gonna go with kaminari's and say his balls won't drop 'till graduation" sero says simply, smirking almost mischieviously at the display of sudden chaos. he looks a little too pleased, izuku sweatdrops.

"i'm not betting on my bro, that's so unmanly." kirishima refused " i say just let them go at their own pace" he finishes, receiving a nasty look from his chaotic classmates.

needless to say kirishima gave in to peer pressure soon after, offering a modest 1,100 yen by this summer for his friend to confess.

"well i stand on what i said, i don't think he has the balls to say it at all. and i put that on all the money in my pockets ! " mineta proudly spoke.

"how much is that, like, one fruit roll-up ?" mina deadpanned, not missing a beat causing the group to erupt in laughter. mineta's objection's falling on deaf ears.

meanwhile, katsuki notices you've stopped talking all of a sudden. it takes him by surprise as you were so into it a minute ago. "what's up ?" he asks. his question snaps you out of your trance and you jump slightly, turning back to look at him "oh , nothing ! they just seem to be having fun " you gasp, a smile crawling up on your face as you look back at your friends having a good time.

katsuki on the other hand has a slight pout forming on his face, displeased at how his loud mouthed friends distracted you from your conversation. and from him he thinks, but that makes him feel like a snot nosed little kid again and his expression turns even more sour.

"tch. the fuck are those losers so loud for" he grumbles under his breath. you catch it though, and you giggle. his eyes brighten and his brows unfurrow the slightest bit when he hears it.

"don't be such a buzzkill katsu, s'not their fault you're no fun." you jest, chuckling to yourself when he scowls at you.

"fuck off ! m'not a buzzkill" he rolls his eyes, huffing indignantly "an' i'm plenty of fun" he finishes grumpily. you laugh a little more, covering your mouth with your hand when you catch a peak of him narrowing his eyes at you making fun of him. he simply rolls his eyes and sighs, shaking his head. he'll let it slide, he always does with you.

"right, right. my apologies, sir dynamight" you chuckle, bowing slightly at him, he huffs out a laugh "that's sir lord explosion murder god dynamight to you" he snorts. you throw your head back and laugh and katsuki feels the same pride he used to feel when he'd found something cool to show you back when you were brats. his stomach feels fuzzy and his head feels clouded the way it used to when you'd offer him your big, bright sparkly eyes and a "you're so cool kacchan !"

god, it never failed to remind him how much of a whipped loser he was for you.

and unfortunately still is.

you scoot your chair a little closer to his and katsuki has to use all of his might not to blush at the sudden proximity, as miniscule as the distance between you both was to begin with.

"well okay then, sir lord explosion murder god dynamight" you say rapidly, laughing to yourself. katsuki let's out a breathy chuckle, it's cute. he's cute. " i'm sure it doesn't mean much, but i at least think you’re plenty fun to be around"

katsuki feels his heart skip a beat too many.

you whisper, like it's a secret. you're in your own little corner while all your classmates are chatting away yet you say this to him like it's something between you and him. batting your eyelashes up at him. god, it's like you're out to kill him and honestly katsuki thinks for a second he wouldn't mind dying by your hand.

he's such a whipped loser.

he can't think straight. you're sitting so close to him, you're lips are glossy from that lip gloss you always have on you. you smell nice, katsuki feels like a creep for smelling you like you aren't a breath away from him.

"yeah, well.." he utters lowly. he licks his lips, feeling himself grow dizzy as he watches you watch the movement intensely and swallows. his adam's apple bobs and he can feel himself blushing like an idiot. " i don't think you're all that bad either" the end of his sentence comes out a little breathy, he barely realizes he's speaking. like his body is deciding for him, he doesn't mind much.

you give him a sweet little smile and your eyes shine like stars and you look up at him like he's everything, like he's the coolest. he wants you to look at him like this all the time.

you suddenly lean in and kiss him, right next to his lips, just at the corner. it lasts for about 0.3 seconds but katsuki feel his entire body exploding from the inside like he's let off his quirk onto himself.

"i take it back actually" you start "you're super cool to be around, kacchan." you whisper bashfully. katsuki huffs out a little laugh once his heart had stabilized itself a little bit, a small smile growing on his face—

" AW MAN? WHAT THE HELL ?!"

you both turn to the sound of your electric classmate, sporting a little pout on his face. proceeding to get dog-piled on by your other classmates surrounding him, causing him to let out whines and moans of complaint.

"i-ignore him !" mina waves off nervously "just keep doin' what you were doin !— i mean, we weren't watching or anything !" she splutters.

"nice one." jirou deadpanned sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "look, we don't mean to pry or anything, but who kissed who first ?"

at that, katsuki's cheeks flare up, turning a damn near violent shade of pink. he's about to yell obscenties at his classmates, about to tell them it's none of their business when-

" i did !" you giggle, a cat-like grin on your face

"you sneaky fuckin minx-" katsuki growls, shoving his index fingers into your sides and you let out a squeal mixed with a giggle. you're quickly drowned out by your classmates releasing a group groan, with sero and kaminari yelling and booing at katsuki, who in turn starts threathing them, his hands crackling and popping.

you don't exactly know what's happening, but you can't help but feel extremely joyful and happy.

"soo.." mineta starts "since i said bakugou wouldn't confess first doesn't that technically mean i-"

" IN YOUR DREAMS ! "

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s0raluvr · 2 years

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GENSHIN HIGHSCHOOL AU ! | headcanons !! | pt. 1

masterlist | pt. 2

gn reader, mc has a sibling! they/them pronouns are used. implied x reader, crack ! swearing, bad grammar, my apologies if i make the characters out of character. mona and scaramouche are cousins here. it's my first time writing a x reader. please bear with me.

kokomi !

historians always say that they are friends. but still- kokomi, the member of the student council was your bestie!! wow!!! she always tries to help you since on your first day.

“ hey wanna be friends? ”

“ oh sure! ”

seriously, that's just that simple. but you sometimes tried to help her with her work!! but kokomi doesn't need your help although she has a lot of paper work-. however, you don't mind about it. kokomi is very glad that you helped her. and then she realised- you're late.

“ [name] you're late to class! i can handle this on my own!- ” she said. “ it's fine- math class can suck my dick. ” you replied, in an annoyed tone. you still have the urge to skip class anyway.

“ watch your language! and don't try to skip class again! ” she scolded. “ haha, my bad. ms student council~. ” you teased her with that kind of nickname, while smiling at her.

now it has been decided that- kokomi did the work with you. she thanked you after that. sadly you got scolded again- but this time it's the teacher. oh, the pain after you got caught for helping your friend aka the student counselor.

the aftermath is just that Kokomi has to remind you everytime to avoid troubles / the scolding from your teacher (s). she decided to take you out anyway, she makes you feel happy anytime.

tighnari !

MOMMM I LOVE THIS FOX MAN!!!

this little man is your tutor, all because your stupid and goofy ahh didn't listen to class. now the teacher has to drag tighnari's ass to tutor you for every exams / lessons you got. mostly you fell asleep but at the same time, wide awake AS HELL. mostly, he wanna crave violence at your dumbass so much. all because you didn't listen to him and you still got low scores LMAOOO DESERVED. at the end, you still got tutored by him.

“ girl.. this is embarrassing... ” you showed your grades to tighnari, he looks.. disappointed at you? you can't tell anyway. “ ...even more embarrassing than you, now i still have to tutor you. ” annoyed tone, he is VERY VERY disappointed. you laughed at him. oh.. boy.. you'll be in trouble for that too.. “ this is so sad. pfft- ” now, you know what comes next.

yep. scolding.

you are still confused every time.. poor our little fox man, he still has to teach you all over you getting low grades. sure that, you are a troublemaker at school. it's important to study too.

after these months of teaching, you are finally motivated [ a/n : HOLY SHIT IS THAT A DMC REFERENCE? /j ] but lower your expectations, grades aren't always luck too. now you are all ears to tighnari. and yay!! you get good grades now. you teased him for being your “ strict father ”.

“ excuse me? “ he said, you laughed at his face again. “ ...since when am I your father? ” he asked, his face looks blank and neutral about it after all. “ heh! well, you mostly sounded like my father- maybe. WHEN IT COMES TO SCOLDING I SWEAR- ” you lost your cool anyway, and looked away. “ uh, tighnari- wanna try to hang out with me, when you are free? ” you asked him directly, he nodded. you smiled at him too. glad that you made a new friend who is a smartass while you are the chaotic dumbass.

BONUS : kokomi and tighnari interaction. tighnari mostly scolds you if you forgot something / didn't listen to class again / you fell asleep during class.

albedo !

WEE WOO WEE WOO CHALK MAN?!! IN THIS HC? LET'S GOO!!!

now let's see what this chalk can do. AHEM, AHEM!! he is almost the same as tighnari, but- he is the quiet one. you probably see him quite interesting and probably kind of hard to approach.

oh? you decided to interact with him anyway, you just go with your guts. however- albedo doesn't give a shit if you tried to talk with him. oh wow! it's rare that, you have similar interests with someone, you just met. ..maybe similar interests...?

but you're just a talkative one who never shuts up about your interests + days and so on.

“ WAIT!!! YOU ARE ALBEDO RIGHT?? ” you sounded very happy and held his hand, because you like alchemy and wanted to learn more from albedo. but albedo is confused. how do you know him? did sucrose tell you about him? ahem.. ahem “ oh? of course, i am albedo. ” albedo stared at your face, you look very happy. he wonders why. “ uh.. is everything alrig- ” oh, sheesh this is very awkward. you stopped holding his hand. “ i forgot to introduce myself!- my name is [name] [last name]! ” now he thinks that you're not just a troublemaker, you're a nice person who wants to learn some new stuff, based on your interests of course.

now, that's how you two met. although, you interacted with his friend- sucrose. you dragged him to some places.. he sometimes wonders why he is friends with you. [ a/n : NO BECAUSE YOU GET BITCHES TOO?? FOR WHAT. BRO IS BEFRIENDING THE WHOLE ASS CAST?? HELO ]

but at the same time, he doesn't mind. unless.. it's somewhat random to drag him into your situation / chaotic scenes with you.

HE ALSO HATES PUBLIC PLACES, IT'S CANON I AM MIHOYO.

mona !

oh wow! good for you that this astrology girlie is your childhood best friend!! childhood friends to lovers when. you and mona are childhood friends before you two entered school, she gets you out of trouble. and of course, she is always teasing you [ after what you did to get in trouble ]

the fact you will defend her with all your heart, she is indeed your sweetheart huh?

if you hear insults about her, you would create a public fight with a stranger dawg. mona d rider moment. but that's okay, she is mona anyway. i can repeat myself of how you will do everything for your childhood best friend, but historians said that they are best friends anyway.

“ mona is too annoying! why wouldn't she try to shut up about astrology?! ” someone said, they were shit talking about mona in front of her. she looked neutral nor didn't give a shit about it. “ mona, can i please talk with them. ” you sound very mad and annoyed at the people who is shit talking about her. mona has a concerned face- “ what? [name] are you sure? it might make it worse.. ” she sounds very worried about you, you're aware of that. you nodded at her. oh, sheesh. she is worried about you being in trouble again.

GODDAMNIT, THERE IS A LIGHT THAT NEVER GOES OUT FITS THEM OMG!!1!3??2 you would also not hesitate to make a public scene with the popular, handsome, short-tempered boy named scaramouche. which is her cousin, you hate the most. fyi, you almost got expelled after creating the public scene over some students shit talking about mona.

you also make cheesy jokes with her, but mona “ suffering ” because of it. she thinks it's funny tho, but she acts very tough. [ a/n : STOLE THE IDEA FROM MY MOOT HEAHHAHAHA ]

mona helps you with the homework too. you two are such sweethearts < 3.

you two are also talkative too, except you always listen to her first. she enjoyed your company too, you two are indeed sweethearts.

scaramouche / kunikuzushi !

holy shit, how many aliases does he have? and yippe, short man's turn.

Of course, he is mona's cousin. you despise him during childhood, and you still hate him.

ehh.. you found out that he is very popular at mona- i mean your school. he seems to type the guy who acts tough around girls, some guys don't like him because he seems to be everyone's dream boy. although, he always skips class and he rarely does anything somehow.

mona seems to keep you away from him, because you two always fight too. as he expected, you two knew each other so well. he also plays with everyone's feelings- he doesn't care about anyone [ except for kids and his close ones, the grandparents. ]

you once saw him visiting the daycare, you thought that he didn't care about everyone at all but kids? that's weird. you still think that it's weird seeing him that he has a soft spot. at the same time you think it's cute. now you decided to tease him about it.

NO YOU WILL NEVER SHUT UP OF HOW HE IS A BABYGIRL.

“ oh?? the fuckboy who attracts other girls has a soft spot for children huh? ” you walked to him, with a teasing tone. grinning, and he turned back, eyes widened. He is embarrassed for seeing him in his state for caring about children, at the daycare basically. you still laughed at him for that, you also of course love to make everyone embarrassed.

Aw man, he wanted to punch that face all because you are teasing him. at the same time he has to act tough.

this man right here is a menace but gets embarrassed when he gets caught. i shit you not, now you will never shut up about it to mona. now you two are teasing him about it NONSTOP.

“ we're just friends ”my ass, you two are fruity as hell. he would def try to start a fight with you again, but keep his cool anyway. as long, as you two aren't in trouble.

he is fully aware tho, no worries! then the next day, you are arguing with him again.

⋕amia : ★ please do not try to copy my works / ideas, again- my apologies if i made the characters' personality wrong too !! mihoyo aka hoyoverse's characters aren't mine, all characters belong to the company that includes mc is yours. you can imagine them as your personality or any design, or whatever you like!! (꜆˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶)꜆

#tighnari x reader #albedo x reader #kokomi x reader #scaramouche x reader #mona x reader #highschool au #genshin impact #genshin headcanons

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miillloooo · 3 months

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Something experimental I tried with oil pastel????"?" Was feeling pretty awful so I tried drawing something with oil pastel for fun. Felt a little better👍

Unedited ver + kind of my thoughts behind this drawing under this cut.

Uhhhh also a very messy explanation on what I was thinking when I drew this sorry if my sentences are jumbled. If you don't wanna read it here's a very short summary: "I've been thinking alot ever since I'm getting older and I want to stop thinking and go back to being some naive child I used to be."

I made like a whole essay about my thoughts it's okay if you don't wanna read it💀

I guess this whole drawing was my way of expressing how I felt knowing I'm growing older. Ever since I turned 16 and being a teacher's child loved by many, the only thing I started thinking about is my worth in many stuff like work potential, art potential and academic potential???? Idk how to explain it but I'm only thinking about my worth in all aspects to make sure I maintain a perfect student image. Ever since I kept thinking about my worth, everything got really worse especially during exams. I get beyond dissapointed and I'd cry lots when I get below 70 or 60. Worse if I get below 80 in language (both in my native language) and arts. It's like I was pointing a gun at myself, mess up once and I'd die. Because that's what it's like with my mom. She gets VERY disappointed if I get below those score and she'd constantly shame me and say she would've taken my friend (who's smarter than me) as her daughter instead of me. I kind of hate her since she only thinks about money and fame.

17 years old I'm starting to think about more and more about myself. What if I'm too childish to people around me? What if I were to put my teacher's child image to shame? What if my mother gets disappointed at me again for the smallest things? I studied and studied alot to be a perfect child to her, making sure I maintain a perfect score and stuff in arts and all. But of course she still gets disappointed if I didn't get am 80 or 85 or whatever. Worst part is I'm literally every teacher's hope, especially my arts teacher that knows about my skills and stuff. Everything started to feel like a mess from here. I started to enjoy the things I once enjoyed less, I started to hate the way I act, I started to hate the way I keep on trying knowing my mother will be disappointed anyways. It's gotten bad I attempted like twice that year and even almost had an urge to get some pills to see if I can get some sort of relief after almost a whole year messed up. But at least I'm still alive and 'healthy' so there's that yippee🎉. Also I'm envious with my irl friend circle's art skills and how their paintings are better than me so I've been trying to isolate myself from them. My friends became an example in art paintings TWICE and it's usually me so I've gotten so envious and mentally losing it a little. Even my friend that's ass in drawing got a compliment instead of me. Also my art teacher told me that I was being 'cocky and prideful' when I wasn't making any progress in my painting during some art improvement program for the art students. I would've screamed at him about how I was feeling but it'll give a bad image of me since I'm a prime example so I stayed quiet and skipped my at class the rest of the day. It's getting exhausting and now I'm losing motivation to paint or even draw for myself.

And 2024 I'm kind of technically 18 all my thoughts are only getting worse. My emotions are a bit out of control, probably worse than last year and I'm feeling exhausted and tired for the start of 2024. Currently taking a HUGE exam before I graduate highschool and it literally decides my future, of course my mother plays the part as the one that pressures me and guilt trips me. Arts exam is coming soon and my mind is in absolute shambles. The only thing I think is if it'll be good enough and if I'll be able to make one of the few most perfect paintings out of the other 30k whatever whatever candidates out there. Knowing there's people better than me I'm getting tired in wanting to even pick up my brush. Hell even looking at an empty drawing paper makes me go haywire and eat the paper because I feel like it.

Now I'm rethinking about my whole life after I became 16, and I kind of wished I wasn't pressuring myself so much for the sake of validation and some words of affection and praise from my classmates or parents or teachers. I think joining the art class in my school made me graduate highschool mentally exhausted and overwhelmed at my hobby that I used to really cherish and was passionate about. Now I'm just really wishing I could turn back time and be a kid again so I can relax a little. At least a little.

#milodrawin #art #oil pastel #does this count as vent art.#if I were to title this thing I'd probably name it something like “happy 18” or “I want to be youthful again”#idc if my childhood is absolutely horrific I want to be a kid again #but overall I'm part happy with how everything turned out in the end I should use oil pastels more #cw vent

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xiaojunsmintchoco · 1 year

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omg adding to the anon who asked for the nct dream reaction, can I ask for a sungtaro version as well? thankss

NCT Dream + sungtaro reaction: s/o doesn't do well in an exam

hey guys! so sorry for the long inactivity, I've been busy :") with a part time job and lots of flute practice my time is flying away lmaooo anyway as you can see I had 2 anons request this, and I'm finally finished with it! to the anons, I hope you enjoy this!

ps. we're gonna pretend the Shotaro one isn't kinda self-indulgent-

taglist: @moonsclover @bangchan-fairy (sorry guys I totally forgot about my taglist 😐)

Mark:

"y/n! y/n!"

Turning around, you're greeted with the sight of Mark running up to you, grinning like a cheshire cat as he links his arm with yours. "School's finally over for the year! How should we celebrate?"

His rambling about post-examination plans soon fade and turn into background noise as you space out, the displeased glare of your teacher as she unceremoniously tossed your result slip onto your desk replaying in your mind like a broken DVD. As your feelings of failure and self-doubt consume you slowly, you fail to notice Mark waving his fingers in front of your face, having realised that you were in a world of your own.

"y/n? Dude, you good?" He inquires, eyes shining with concern. "You spaced out. Is something the matter?"

"Thanks for your concern Mark, but I'm fine. It's nothing much, really," you reply, as you didn't want to ruin his post-examination celebratory mood by venting to him. However, the monotone in which you said that convinced Mark otherwise.

"Dude, c'mon. After all this time we've been together, I can read you like an open book. Something's definitely up," Mark objects. "C'mon, spill the tea. You know you can tell me anything".

You knew that because Mark watched out for you and your wellbeing like a hawk, he wouldn't drop the subject until you told him what was on your mind. With a disheartened huff, you told him everything. "I did worse than I expected for every subject, except Math, and even then I didn't get a stellar score on it. It just feels like all my mugging was for nothing. I'm sorry, but I don't feel like celebrating today – my dismal results aren't worthy of a celebration," you conclude.

"Dude, hey, listen". Mark interjects, bringing up his hands to wipe away the tears that you didn't realise had slipped out of your eyes. "You've done your best, and that's all anyone can ask for. It may not feel like enough sometimes – like now, but there are people who see how hard you work and acknowledge them, okay? I know for a fact you stayed late in school for weeks on end to study for these exams," he points out. "There's always more opportunities to try again," he reminds, moving in to give you a warm hug.

"Thanks so much Mark, I do feel better," you say, tears having been replaced by a smile.

"You deserve to relax after all the hard work, regardless of the results. Shall we go to my house and hang out? We can play on my Switch together!" Mark suggests, his previous exuberance having returned.

You nod eagerly, returning his excited grin. "Sure!"

Renjun:

The moment you brushed past Renjun and made a beeline for your shared room instead of greeting him with a warm hug as you usually did, he knew something was wrong. "Y/n? Hey, what's wrong?" He questions, voice tinged with notes of concern. Knocking on the door twice, he waits for you to tell him to come in, and his heart drops when he sees you sitting at your study table, head buried in your hands and shoulders shaking with every sob. He rushes over and begins rubbing circles on your back in an attempt to soothe you, and one look at the stack of papers beside you on the table told him that it was your results that you were so disheartened over. "Do you want to talk about it?" he asks comfortingly.

"I…" you sniff, trying to calm yourself down. "I'm so disappointed. I studied my ass off for these exams, yet I did so horribly. Even my form teacher told me that she was disappointed in me," you explain, in between sniffles and cries.

"Oh, y/n…" At this moment, Renjun wraps his arms around you in a warm hug, allowing you to lean into him and soak up the comfort he was offering. "Hey, I know hearing such words can sting a lot, especially coming at a time when you're already feeling disappointed with yourself. But I see how hard you worked for these exams and the tremendous amount of effort you put in for these exams, and I think you've done well, okay? It's time to let yourself breathe – you've done what you can, and I'm so proud of you".

Hearing those words from your boyfriend struck something in you, and it made you realise that after all, there was someone who saw all your efforts, even in this time where it felt as if they were going down the drain unnoticed. The floodgates opened and you burst into tears as Renjun continued to keep you in his warm embrace, whispering sweet nothings into your ears.

When you manage to calm down, Renjun releases you from his hold. "Is there anything I can do to help you feel better?" he asks.

"I don't know…honestly, I think a nap would be great. Maybe I'll feel better after I wake up," you respond.

"Okay. You definitely deserve a nap," Renjun replies, leading you to your bed. "What about we get your favourite takeout tonight for dinner?" he suggests.

You shoot him a small smile of gratitude and nod weakly. "That sounds great. Thank you so much, Renjun. I love you".

Renjun begins to make his exit from your room and closes the door slowly. "I love you too – and remember, that does not depend on the kinds of grades you get at all".

Jeno:

The sound of your doorbell jolts you from your train of thought. Sighing, you rise from your seat on the couch with an air of reluctance and move to answer the door, knowing very well who was there – your boyfriend, Jeno. While you usually loved seeing him, because you were feeling down about your examination results, which had been less than ideal, you weren't in the mood to see anyone, not even your boyfriend. Still, you opened the door, only to be greeted by his trademark eye smile.

"Y/n!" Jeno greets, making his way into the house as you let him in. "I'm so happy to see you!"

"I'm happy to see you too," you respond and plaster on a smile, hoping it was convincing enough. However, Jeno noticed that your smile did not quite reach your eyes as it usually would. Nevertheless, he was sure that the surprise he had brought you would cheer you up, regardless of whatever had got you down.

"Since examinations are over, I thought I'd stop by the bakery and get you the cream puffs you love so much as a treat," he says, walking in and handing you the paper bag. "Here, enjoy!"

"Thanks Jeno, but…" your voice trails off as you gently push the bag away. "I don't deserve it. It's alright, you can have it".

"Y/n, why would you say that?" he asks, perplexed that you'd just refused something he'd bought for you for the first time.

"All my grades are either borderline passes or fails, and my teacher says it's because I didn't work hard enough," you explain. "I think she might be right". Tears well up in your eyes as the feeling of failure weighs down on you, and you swear you can hear your heart shattering into smithereens.

Within seconds, Jeno's arms are around you, engulfing you in a soothing embrace while silently piecing together words of comfort in his mind. "Your grades don't define you, y/n," he begins, rubbing comforting circles on your back. "You're so much more than just a stupid number on a silly piece of paper, don't let it define your worth. In doing so, you'll just make yourself miserable, you know? Those who truly care about you will definitely see past your grades, and recognise that what makes you you is stuff like your interests, personality and character. If they don't see that, then that's their loss. I love you for who you are, y/n, and nothing will ever change that – no matter whether you pass or fail your exams. I'll always be right here," he concludes. His touching words bring on a fresh wave of tears, not because you were still sad, but because his sincerity touched your heart, and because you felt reassured that your boyfriend really loved and valued you for who you are, regardless of what you did or didn't achieve. "It's alright. Let it all out," he reassures, tightening his hold around you.

You spend a few more minutes soaking up the warmth of his embrace as he continues to whisper sweet nothings into your ears. "Feel better now?" he asks softly, wiping away the last of your tears.

"I do. Thank you, Jeno," you answer honestly.

His eye smile reappears, glad that you were feeling much better than earlier. "Go ahead and eat the cream puffs. You definitely deserve them, especially after all the hard work you put in. After that, what do you say we chill on the couch with a movie?" he suggests.

You smile back, nodding eagerly. "Sounds great".

Haechan:

The moment the creak of the door reached his ears, Haechan came speeding out of his room at a speed even Usain Bolt could only dream of. "Y/n-ahh!" he yells out with his usual exuberance, but slows down when you merely return his greeting with a half-hearted grunt. Something was wrong, and he could tell.

"Y/n, what's wrong?" Haechan questions, placing a hand on your shoulder out of concern as you're making your way to your room.

"Haechan-ah, I think I'd like to be alone for a bit. It's nothing to do with you, I promise," you hurriedly squeeze out the words.

Taken aback, Haechan takes a moment to read your expression and make his own inference about your situation. You'd just ended exams last week, and you'd just gotten back from school…"It's the exams, right? The results?" He picks his words carefully, afraid to upset you further.

"Yeah, it's that," you sigh, shoulders sagging. Haechan nods, immediately comprehending. You needed your alone time right now, and that was fine. He could always check on you again later.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Haechan muses in understanding. "I'll leave you alone for as long as you need. Then if you want, you can tell me more later?" he suggests, which you agree to. "Okay then. Go to your room first. I'll fix you a drink. And I want you to know, whatever grades you obtain won't change how I view you. I still love and care for you all the same, and you'll still be my precious y/n," he adds.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Haechan arrives at your room with a cup of tea. "Thank you so much, Haechan-ah. I really appreciate it," you say, expressing your sincere gratitude.

In return, he shoots you a bread smile. "Rest well," he whispers, shutting the door. As you sip on the tea, you feel it warm your heart as well, knowing that your boyfriend cared so much about you and loved you beyond your grades.

Jaemin:

Normally, the smell of food cooking as soon as you enter home was an instant refresher to you, but today, it failed to put even the slightest sliver of a smile on your face – and being ever so observant, Jaemin had realised that. "y/n-ah? You alright? You seem so sad," he asks while setting dishes on the table, the notes of concern in his voice reaching your ears.

"Stupid end-of-years," you mumble, tossing your backpack to the side and shuffling into the house. "I study so hard, and the results come back trashier than ever".

"Oh…I'm so sorry to hear that. That feeling sucks so bad," Jaemin grunts empathetically, wiping his hands on his apron and hurrying over to you. Before you know it, you're wrapped securely in his embrace, and he's uttering words of comfort to you. "You've done well, y/n. I really think you have. I know you might think the results show otherwise, but you put in so much effort and worked your head off the whole school. You deserve to rest. Great job for making it through, and I want you to know – I love you, no matter what," he whispers, running his fingers through your hair gently.

"Thank you so much, Jaemin. I love you too," you reply, feeling some of the heaviness in your heart lift. "Though this round of exams was disappointing, it's over- nothing much I can do about it. I might as well focus on the next one," you conclude.

"That's the spirit," Jaemin affirms, lips curving into a fond smile. "Come, let's have dinner- I made your favourite. Hope it cheers you up," he adds, leading you to the dining table where an assortment of delectable dishes is arranged.

"Thank you so much, Jaemin. I love you," you say, helping yourself to the food which your boyfriend had painstakingly prepared.

"Love you too".

Chenle:

"I failed".

The second he registers the text that appears on his phone, Chenle already knows that you wouldn't be feeling your best. Hence, he immediately sprang into action and headed out to buy some of your favourite snacks, hoping that they would cheer you up. He even tells Daegal to be extra nice to you because you weren't feeling happy.

The moment you open the door, Chenle is waiting for you with Daegal in his arms. "y/n, I'm sorry to hear what happened," he begins, taking your bag from you and sitting you down on the couch with Daegal, before rushing to grab the snacks that he'd bought earlier. "Okay, come, spill. Unless you'd rather not talk about it, which is fine too," Chenle says, thrusting the bags of snacks into your arms.

Tearing open one of the packets, you begin your rant. "I don't know. I don't even know how to feel," you start. "Like, I studied so hard for these exams only to fail? Okay then, if that's what I get. Life isn't fair, anyway," you conclude, mouth stuffed full of the snacks while you pet Daegal.

Chenle picks up on the resentment in your tone, and throws his arms around you, allowing you to lean on his shoulder. "I feel you. Remember when I was in my first year of junior college and I came so close to failing promos?" he reminds you.

"Yeah, you raged for weeks!" you reply, with a small laugh. "But I see why you were so mad – failing would have meant repeating the first year".

"Luckily my teachers found ways to help me pass. But what I'm saying is," he continues. "I get how you feel. I know it feels like your hard work has gone down the drain and that it wasn't fair. But hey – like you said, life isn't always fair. What matters most is how we bounce back from whatever life throws at us and come back stronger," he exhorts you, reaching over to steal some of the snacks. "And knowing you, you'll do that. After all, you're my y/n – the tough cookie I've known since secondary 1. I believe in you," he finishes as he pats you on the head.

You return his smile and continue to stroke Daegal, feeling thankful that you had such a supportive boyfriend who believed in you no matter what. "Thank you so much, Chenle. This isn't the only exam I have in life, I guess what matters now is how I tackle the next one".

"Yeah! That's my y/n!" Chenle cheers, ruffling your hair affectionately. "Rest up, and then go out there and crush the next exam!"

Jisung:

Receiving bad results and then having to stay behind in school for extracurricular activities really sucked – however, those were the circumstances you found yourself in. Luckily, as a student himself, Jisung understood that and was ready to comfort you as soon as you made your situation known.

"Seriously. All this hard work, and –" you whip out your report card and plonk it in front of your boyfriend. "I get this? Really? So all of whatever I did wasn't enough? Great. I swear, I can't do this no more. Maybe I should just fake sick and skip CCA- I don't even feel like going anymore".

"Woah, calm down y/n," Jisung begins. "These results are by no means an accurate reflection of how much effort you put in. I know you worked really hard, we were studying together. Sometimes, other factors come into play. For example, this round the teachers decided to pull a little sneaky on us and give us weird exam questions. Which is why the whole batch didn't do well either – they literally gave us questions none of us had any practice with!" he points out with a huff. It was true, the whole batch had done so badly that the principal had asked your batch to stay behind for a "batch meeting" – which ended up as more of a grill session on how your batch was "lazy" and "unmotivated".

"You're not wrong," you admit, calming down a little. "I mean, what was that biology essay question? God, I didn't understand any of it at all," you grumble. "Mr Jung still wants to believe that it's our fault, when really, it's the fault of the setter".

Jisung shakes his head and sighs, a small smile on his face. "I don't get how he thinks. But anyway, enough harping about this round of examinations – nothing you or I can do about it, after all. I think what's important is that you know you did your best. I don't know what you think, but I know for sure you did your best, and nothing can dispute that," he reassures, reaching across the table to hold your hand to comfort you.

"I sure did," you acknowledge, memories of the late nights spent mugging and endless consultations with teachers running through your head. "I guess this means I don't need to hold any regrets for this round of examinations. I did my best, and though the outcome wasn't satisfactory, it was out of my control".

"You're right," Jisung replies, drawing circles on the back of your hand with his thumb. "Still, that feeling sucks, and you've still got CCA to deal with. I don't know if this would help, but what about we go for dinner together after our CCAs end? I can wait for you here," he suggests. "My treat".

The thought of being able to spend dinner with your boyfriend after CCA sure was lifting your spirits, and had you motivated to attend CCA as well. "Sure thing! Thank you so much, Jisung. I love you," you answer, smiling up at him.

Jisung returns your smile, and stands up to leave. "I love you too. I've got to go for dance now, so see you later, yeah?" he says.

"Sure, see you!"

Shotaro:

With bated breath, you open the envelope that contains your O-levels result slip. The O-levels were a most critical examination – how well you fared on them determined which post-secondary institution you would attend, or whether you'd have to repeat secondary 4 – every student's worst fear. Slowly pulling out the result slip, you take a glance at the paper and feel your heart sink – you hadn't scored well. Fortunately you wouldn't have to retain, but it still wasn't a good enough score to go to your dream junior college.

Curious about how your boyfriend Shotaro had fared, you turn to where you know he's sitting. You knew he'd done well as the principal had mentioned his name earlier in the list of top scorers in the school. Sure enough, there he is, eyes shining with happy tears as his friends congratulate him, and you decide to do the same. He really deserved it, having slogged away at assessment books and notes for the past two years since secondary 3.

"Shotaro! Congratulations," you announce excitedly, giving him a bear hug, which he promptly returns. "I'm so happy for you".

"Thank you so much. I really didn't expect that, all I hoped for was to do well enough to get into my dream polytechnic course," he answers, breaking away from the hug to wipe away his tears. "How about you? How is it?" he asks curiously.

"I…" you're at a loss for words. You were afraid you'd disappoint Shotaro since he had spent so much time tutoring you in the subjects you were weak at. "I know I kept saying I wanted to go to LBJC, but my score won't allow that. I can't even make it into any of my top 5 junior college choices," you whisper despondently and show him the result slip. "Taro, I'm sorry. You're probably disappointed, because you spent so much time teaching me-"

Before you can finish, you find yourself back in his bone-crushing hug as he shushes you. "No. Don't say that," he commands, stroking your hair comfortingly. "I'm not disappointed at all. You're still my y/n, after all. And though society makes this out to be an exam that holds your whole future, it really isn't. Not all is lost, y/n. There's so much more to life than just this one national exam. You can always pick yourself up again, and I'll always be here to love and support you. You're doing great, y/n. You really are," he consoles, rummaging in his bag and passing you a tissue packet as soon as he sees you begin to shed tears. "I love you. Always".

Accepting the tissue gratefully, you dab at your eyes. "I love you too, Taro. I'm really happy for you, and thank you for being there for me throughout the past 2 stressful years. I couldn't have done it without you".

"I'd say the same for myself," he answers confidently. "Thank you for being my pillar of support since secondary 3".

A few more minutes pass in silence, until Shotaro breaks it. "Let's go do something fun together? We've worked hard, and regardless of our results we deserve a break," he suggests. "We can think of places to go to together".

You break into a smile, liking the idea. "Of course!"

Sungchan:

The call connects, and the face of your boyfriend appears on the screen. "y/n!" he exclaims, doe eyes brightening as soon as he sees you.

"Sungchan! I've missed you," you answer honestly. He was overseas on vacation at the moment. "How's life been?"

Both of you carry on bantering over the call, talking about the recent events and happenings in your lives. It's mostly chill – up until Sungchan asks you this one question. "Oh yeah, you mentioned you had an exam recently? How did it go? I know you put your whole heart into the preparations," Sungchan inquires, genuinely interested to know.

The question he had just asked brought back an onslaught of emotions – first making you remember the initial shock at seeing the low scores on the papers, and then the searing pain of the sense of failure at having scored those low grades. "Sungchan, I scored badly. Even that's an understatement," you deadpan, not bothering to mince your words. "My grades were shit".

Immediately his brown eyes pool with guilt, sensing that his question had upset you. "Y/n, I'm so sorry to hear that…" he trails off, catching sight of tears falling out of your eyes. "I know you did your best. I know you did".

"Even then, it wasn't enough," you sob. "Maybe I could have done better".

"No, no, y/n, you really did give your best effort, I can tell," Sungchan refutes, waving his hands frantically. "I hope you know that you've done all you can, and that that knowledge is of any comfort to you. If that doesn't help, please know I'm so so proud of you, and it doesn't matter what grades you score. I just want you to do your best, that's all," he adds, garbling out words in an attempt to comfort you. After all, there was so much he could do from behind a computer screen. "I'm sorry I can't be there with you in person, so I'll send you a virtual hug," Sungchan decides, moving towards the screen and making a hugging motion with his arms. "There. Feel better?" he asks.

Your boyfriend's adorable antics successfully cheer you up a little, and with a laugh, you copy the motion that he'd made earlier. "Yeah, I do feel better. Thank you Sungchan. I love you".

"Love you too. Hey, tell you what – I'll buy you something nice from here. You absolutely deserve it," Sungchan promises. "I'm coming back in 3 days – look forward to it".

A laugh escapes you, and you begin to look forward to your boyfriend's surprise for you. More than that, you appreciated that even though he wasn't there with you in person, he made his love for you so evident that you could feel it so tangibly, even if you both were miles away from each other. "Sure thing!"

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small-goth-clifford · 1 year

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I wanna make an AU with Mudshock and Rebooted but..

I low-key don't know where to start

I attempted it before but I discontinued it because I hated it. I have ideas but they're but bullet points rn

Like I re-watched rebooted it still stands as one of my fav seasons and I'm sure we're all aware of the whole love triangle getting worse in this season. What bothered me the most is that there was no end goal in their relationship! We don't get that until SKYBOUND which is one of my least fav seasons I legit stopped watching Ninjago after Skybound bc I was so disappointed. (Hopefully, this is not a hot take bc I will not be hearing anyone out lol) Like the season ends with everyone mourning Zane's death and it's just Nya crying into Cole's arm while Jay looks sad not about Zane's death BUT BECAUSE NYA HAD ThE ADuACiTy! OF HUGGING COLE BC SHE'S SAD

But yeah, enough of my ramblings. This is what I want to include in my re-writing of rebooted but with Mudshock. This is not me re-writing Rebooted but rather the love triangle into a polyam relationship

The first episode is practically the same. They're teachers, and they get invited to Borg's tower with the students, they get there and the ninja get the techno blades, the robots go wack they leave for Sensei Garmadon's monetary

The only major change I'd make in episode 1 is when Nya is doing the stupid love machine thing, it reads that both Jay AND Cole would be good matches for her (Like they both score an 87%) and that only makes her more anxious. I'd also like to change the two seasons before to have Nya constantly thinking about "What if there's a third option?" and have that more prominent in this season. A simple tiny thought from season one like, "Tee hee it would be funny if I could kiss and hold hands with both Jay and Cole" and have it be "Oh god wanna go on silly dates with them both of them,,hold hands and cuddle together--dear god what's wrong with me?????" in Rebooted

In the third episode "Blackout" everything would be the same up until where PIXAL says, "Lol Cole's better for you" PIXAL says, "They're both a perfect match, perhaps you should consider a different type of relationship" but before she could ask what that is Cole and Jay start breathing on each other gay-ly. As the Magnetic Crane starts to pick up the trailer instead of insulting them she tries to calm them down and says, "Well maybe a third option is the only option," and again before the two boys could question what she means, the fighting scene begins.

In Ep 2, "The Art of the Silent Fist" while they're on the train going into New Ninjago City, instead of that weird scene with Nya and Cole, Cole asks Nya what she meant and that just leads to her insisting that it's nothing then Jay comes in and also ask what's up. She still won't open up. Now just bc I really really like Cole and wanted to see more of him and his dad: Cole talks about when he non-monogamous relationship and how his father disapproved of it which tensions between them were already high enough with him not wanting to pursue singing or dancing and his mother's death, Lou finding out he had two boyfriends caused a month worth of silent treatment. Cole quietly and shyly adds at the end, "I wonder if my mother would have done the same or if she would've supported me. I will not never know but I still don't regret it." He gets up and stern but calmly adds, "I'm not forcing you to talk about it just know that you're not a weirdo," and he walks off to the other room, it cuts to PIXAL fixing Zane, blah blah blah

THAT'S WHAT I GOT SO FAR! I still definitely wanna continue with this bc I love Mudshock and there was so much they could've done with that but I'm still doing my watching of March of the Oni so maybe I'll go back to Rebooted again and take footnotes later I suppose. I'd love to hear people's suggestions for this idea and even criticism of my rewrite so far. Don't be shy to tell me what you think! :)

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therapy session — *

january 2024

trigger warning: depression mention

haeun has a complex relationship with her therapist.

of course she is grateful for everything the woman does for her. but damn does every session leave her feeling raw and vulnerable. sometimes that woman makes so much sense that haeun feels stupid for not thinking so herself. most of the time it's simple logic: just thinking through the situation calmly. maybe it's not her therapist she has an issue with. it's therapy.

why did haeun have to be wrong all the damn time? for once she wants to sit down in the chair and declare that she did it: she overcame her worst fears. that she's cured. but her therapist reminds her that it comes with time and haeun needs to be patient with herself. she was trying to be.

"do you believe that if you debuted, that all of your anxiety and depression would just disappear?" doctor shin asked, pen poised to take notes of haeun's response. the girl pondered the reality: would debuting cure her? wouldn't she feel unprepared? worthless? haeun shakes her head. doctor shin motioned for her to elaborate using her words.

"no, i think i would feel worse. i would think that i wasn't worthy to debut because...." she pauses to think. doctor shin motions for her again. "because i feel like i haven't been chosen by legacy to do much. it's been almost three years and i haven't starred in much for the company. i don't think i'm ready enough. if i was then i would have been chosen for things."

doctor shin pauses, considering what haeun was saying. doctor shin didn't know much about the entertainment industry — haeun was the first trainee she's ever helped — but she knows how promotions and opportunities work. doctor shin puts down the pen and looks at haeun. "i think you're conflating opportunities with your talents."

"but if i were talented wouldn't i get the opportunities?"

"not necessarily. you could be talented but the wrong fit for the role. do you think you would have fit in the new group that just debuted?" haeun shakes her head no. "exactly. it's not that you weren't good enough. it's just that your talents weren't what was needed. i think you need to work on not thinking a missed opportunity means you're not good enough. that's not fair to yourself."

haeun considers this. does that mean that legacy just... didn't suit her? if after all this time she still hasn't been chosen for...well, anything really, then is legacy really where she should be? doctor shin could see the gears turning in her head so she supplements, "companies have their own agendas. some companies take into consideration of what they have and then formulate a plan while others create what they want then find pieces to fit into the puzzle. i'm not sure how legacy operates but i can assure you that your lack of opportunities with the company isn't because you're not good enough, haeun."

"then what's the point of me being there?"

"isn't this your dream? you stopped going to school to do this, didn't you?"

haeun winced at the mention of school. she had so much promise. high scores, on track to be top of her graduating class. she had so much scholastic opportunity that stopping it all for a chance to debut felt stupid. she still hadn't told her parents for a reason. they were already disappointed that she chose to be a trainee and study. imagine if she gave up her ticket to financial security for this?

"i don't know if it's my dream anymore."

"is it because you don't find it as enticing or because you're discouraged because of lack of opportunities?"

"discouraged."

doctor shin takes a deep breath. haeun had a lot of confidence issues. it was made more complex due to the fact that she's training to be an idol. if you were to ask doctor shin, she thinks haeun would make a fabulous school teacher. she's soft, sweet and thoughtful. haeun doesn't have the thick skin to be an idol but she'll be damned if she ever discourages the girl for what she wants to do.

"i think you need to focus on your confidence first, haeun. some trainees take years to debut. like, more than five. i know it's discouraging because legacy pumps out idols faster than other companies can blink but it's not your fault. all you can do is ensure that you're doing your best and what you love. do you still love performing?"

haeun nods.

"then continue on the track so one day you can perform. now, i want you to do an exercise. every time you look at a mirror, repeat what i say: i am talented and worthy." haeun nods again. doctor shin gestures for her to say the words. haeun repeats the mantra, albeit quietly. the words are foreign on her tongue. a little corny to do but haeun is always diligent with assignments. no matter how embarrassing or corny, she will commit.

"next session i want to discuss progress on your mood journal. and i also want to hear of you spending time for self care and making time for friends like you used to. understood?"

"yes ma'am."

#wc: 873 #(( ignore this unless you wanna understand how haeun is thinking right now #solo — *

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oldarticles · 3 months

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College vs. Real College

by Jake Hurwitz

Like many of you, I grew up watching Saved by the Bell, Boy Meets World, and (don't tell anyone) Dawson's Creek. Those shows taught me all I knew about relationships, family problems, and, as years passed without network cancellation, college life. Well, you can imagine my disappointment when I moved into my dorm freshman year only to discover that the college life portrayed on television during my youth was not even remotely similar to real college life. Allow me to explain:

Saved by the Bell: First of all, the fact that Zack got into UCLA without ever doing any homework (aside from that project he did with the Native American that one time) just because he got a good SAT score is ridiculous, but I won't even get into that. Zack moves in to his dorm with A.C. Slater and Samuel "Screech" Powers. Talk about a stroke of luck! Who saw that one coming?! As freshmen, Zack and the guys had a sweet common room, complete with a kitchen, which connected them to one Miss Kelly Kapowski and her two hot roommates, Leslie and Alex. My freshman year I lived in a 12 by 10 cinderblock cell with a strange Indian kid who had a nasty Hot-Pocket addiction and rampant body odor. There was no common room connecting our room to the room of three gorgeous women. Instead, we had a hallway with a puke-stained carpet connecting our room to the R.A.'s room - who, by the way, was not an awesome ex-football player named Mike but a tiny computer nerd named Barry. Yeah, my first day on campus was a let-down, and it only went downhill from there.

Boy Meets World: Just like Cory, Eric, Topanga, Sean and Angela, I applied to Pennbrook University. Sadly, I didn't get in, but not because of my low G.P.A. or because of a lack of extra curricular activities. No, I'd say the biggest determining factor in my not being admitted was that Pennbrook doesn't exist. That's probably the reason my spell check has it underlined in red right now. Anyway, as if that wasn't bad enough, I was totally thrown off when I went to my first class and didn't see my favorite teacher from high school standing at the front, ready to throw some sweet life lessons my way. What the hell, Mr. Deck? Mr. Feeny followed his students from school to school. I know change is difficult, and you might be missing that PhD, but, dude, get with the program. I mean, what am I supposed to do if Topanga gets mad at me? Or what if Angela wants to move to Europe for a year with her Dad? I can't solve problems like this on my own!

Dawson's Creek: That's when I started thinking, why should I even go to college? Pacey didn't go and he did fine. He was an investment banker, and later in the very same season, a chef. Those things sound like stuff I can do without ever getting any sort of actual training, right? So I put on a suit and went out there and gave it a shot. Amazingly, no brokerage houses or five-star restaurants hired me after my interviews. I did everything Pacey did; grew the goatee, drove a cool vintage car, even tried to use unnecessarily big words in my sentences"; unfortunately my math knowledge is at or below third grade level, and I don't know how to use a calculator. The chef thing didn't go too well when they discovered my culinary skills were limited to making Easy-Mac, and even that comes out a little watery sometimes".

What I'm trying to say is that college is not like TV. You're not going to bang Joey Potter, Topanga or in Zack's case - whoever the hell you want. Your teachers aren't gonna be Mr. Feeny or Professor Lasky (Thanks IMDB!). And you're gonna have to work hard to excel in life, my friend. But there is one upside that TV didn't tell you about. There's tons of alcohol to drink and crazy drugs to do in college, way more than any TV shows let on. So have a ball! Cut loose! Get fucked up! Hey, maybe Topanga will pass out and you can feel her boobs.

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heliads · 2 years

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Can you pls do Andrew Garfield's Spiderman x fem reader where the reader is snarky, sassy, charismatic and confident, and like, she figures out his secret, surprising him in the suit, he gets distracted, some villain tries to attack him, but reader defends him because she actually has pyrokinesis? And it works like fire bending from avatar the last Airbender? thanks in advanceee

this is the third request i have received for a tasm!peter parker x reader with fire powers and although i love writing them i cannot help but wonder why this combination is so popular

also i have yet to see avatar the last airbender so idk what firebending is like but i Did My Best

masterlist / part two

Peter Parker has never felt more nervous in his entire life. His fate draws closer and closer, pacing between the rows of desks as if it can sense his fear. This has to go well; he doesn’t know what he’s going to do if it doesn’t. Too late for thinking, though- it’s over, it’s here. Peter sends a silent prayer to whoever’s listening that this will at least happen quickly.

The math quiz slams onto Peter’s desk with a limp thud. It’s been turned over so no one can see the grade, which isn’t a good sign. On the other hand, it has not been handed back folded in half around a teacher’s accusatory glare, so at least he’s got that going for him. The only thing to do now is to check.

With the air of someone examining radioactive remnants of a nuclear bomb, Peter tentatively flips over the quiz. Instantly, he feels a relief crest over him at the sight of the ‘95’ emblazoned in red ink on the front. That actually might save him.

Peter can’t help but glance up at the front of the room, at a girl sitting a few rows in front of him. She’s just received her quiz, too, although Peter can’t see what she got from here.

Within moments, the girl turns back to Peter, just as eager to see how this plays out as he is. Peter casually holds up the quiz, baring the scarlet 95 for her to see. He’s expecting a frustrated groan, or maybe even the triumphant smirk of someone who’s managed to beat him, but instead the girl just laughs and holds up her own 95. They’ve tied. Again.

Peter doesn’t know how to think about Y/N L/N. He’s not even sure when their little grades-based rivalry began, but it’s as strong as any other form of armed conflict. She’s like the Anne Shirley to his Gilbert Blythe, only in the first book of course, except Peter has absolutely no intention of ever liking Y/N. Ever.

He was hoping he’d be able to eke out a win this morning, but it looks like that won’t be the case. A shame, but at least he’s got science later today, and he’s usually better at that. The amount of time he’s spent trying to codify his web fluid has certainly helped for that.

Y/N appears to be feeling similarly, because she catches up to him after class. “Feeling disappointed?”

Peter shrugs. “I don't know what you’re talking about. A 95 is a fantastic score.”

Y/N rolls her eyes. “I’m talking about the fact that you couldn’t beat me. Guess I’m just too good.”

Peter can’t help but laugh. “As I recall, you couldn’t beat me either. Guess it’s me who’s really just that good.”

Y/N sighs dramatically. “Whatever you want to tell yourself, Peter. We all know the truth.”

Peter arches a brow. “Which is?”

Y/N smirks, as if hoping that he’d ask that question. “That I’m way better than you, obviously. It’s a pity you’re still in denial.”

Y/N turns down a hallway to her next class, pausing briefly to wave a cheery goodbye to him before she goes as if they’re the best of friends. They’re not, of course. Peter could only ever think of her as a rival. Definitely not anything else.

Besides, he doesn’t have time to think about Y/N L/N in any great or considerable detail, and especially not to come to terms with the fact that his feelings for her may have shifted in the past couple months. Over the last weeks of Spider-Man patrols, Peter keeps noticing something strange, and he needs to figure it out fast before something happens.

The incidents started slowly at first, but they keep happening and happening. Initially, they had been small, just small areas of damage, but they’ve been growing as of late. Two cars explode with no one inside them and no witnesses. A dozen cables on a bridge melt, snap, and cause half the bridge to collapse. Roads are bubbling and turning unusable, forcing the entire city into highly populated, narrow areas.

It has to be connected. There’s no way it isn’t connected. All of the attacks have to do with excessive heat, maybe even fire. Peter just doesn’t know what it could mean, or how to fight it. Eventually, he realizes that all he can do is watch and wait for something he can web up.

His chance comes soon enough. Peter’s been carefully monitoring weather maps and live climate sources of the area, trying to pinpoint exactly when and where the temperatures are rising. About halfway through history, Peter gets an alert on his phone: something’s happening again.

A quick glance at the maps and Peter is certain of it. There’s an office building a few blocks down, and the base of it is currently displaying a range of temperatures usually only seen in wildfires. He’s got to catch this guy, whoever’s doing this. This might be his only chance.

Peter slips out of the room and down the hall. He just thinks he’s managed to avoid detection, which is good. Being caught skipping class would only raise questions about why he’s racing out of the school at a time like this.

Peter’s out of the school as he can, hurriedly turning into an alley not far from the apparent scene of the crime. He tosses his backpack behind a tall stack of shipping crates abandoned by some woebegone moving company, and hurriedly starts to tug on his suit.

He has to work fast. Peter has no idea how long this thing will last, so he needs to get there as soon as he can. Peter is just sealing up the suit and reaching for his mask when he hears a distinct cough coming from behind him.

Instantly, Peter’s blood runs cold. He turns around slowly, and feels an absolute panic reach him when he realizes that Y/N is standing before him, arms crossed over her chest.

“Hello, Peter. It’s a surprise to see you here.”

Peter panics, he can’t help it. Surely she can’t be the one to see him in the suit. “Who’s Peter?”

Y/N gives him a look. “You, obviously. Your mask isn’t on, I know who you are.”

Peter considers the mask in his hands and quickly puts it on, not like it’s actually going to do anything. “I don’t know any Peters. I'm just, you know, Spider-Man.”

Y/N’s lips twitch up in a smile. “I saw your face two seconds ago, this actually isn’t making any sort of difference.”

Peter winces. “Yeah, but I’m kind of wishing it would.”

He’s prepared for any sort of situation, but Y/N doesn’t look like she’s about to sell him out. Instead, she almost looks sort of pleased with herself, the same kind of expression she wears when she figures out an equation or tricky variable before him.

A sudden thought occurs to him. “Did you already know I was Spider-Man? Is that why you followed me down here?”

Judging by the surprised glint in Y/N’s eyes, Peter’s right. “I mean, I guessed, but I didn’t fully know until now.”

Peter nods slowly. “How did you know? I thought I was being careful to keep this whole thing a secret.”

Y/N opens her mouth to respond, but her expression falters. Peter follows her line of sight past him and towards a figure starting to emerge from the other end of the alleyway. It’s a man about six inches taller than Peter, dressed all in armored black. His hands are smoking, the barest hints of fire still emanating from his fingers.

Peter swears under his breath. “You need to get out of here, now. This guy is dangerous.”

Y/N starts to back away slowly, but both of them know it’s too late. The man on fire has noticed them now, and is stalking towards them down the alleyway. He raises his hands and twin clouds of fire erupt over his palms, the air crackling from the sheer heat.

“You know, I’ve always wanted to know what would happen if you lit a spider on fire. Guess we’re finding out today.”

Peter can’t help but groan at the man’s words. “That is so dramatic. Can’t you guys be normal for once?”

Y/N laughs behind him. “I hate to say it, but I think that’s a little too much to ask.”

She’s not wrong. Drama is practically a part of the deal around here. Peter can’t even complain, he jumps off of buildings and swings around on spiderwebs. No one is safe.

Least of all them right now. The guy is only growing closer, and although Peter is able to shoot off some webs and stall him, it won’t last forever, not as long as the guy can still conjure up fire. The temperatures are just too high, they’re melting Peter’s webbing like sugar strands in the summertime.

The man is still coming, though. He raises his hands to deliver a blast of fire right at them. Peter instinctively moves to stand in front of Y/N; at least he can make sure she’s alright. However, she just steps around him, back in the man’s range. Either she’s as blind to risk as Peter seems to be, or-

Or she’s got a plan. The man launches a volley of flames at the two of them, but instead of being engulfed in fire, it never reaches Peter. Instead, it flies directly towards Y/N, and she seems to catch it in her hands, molding it to shape and hurling it back at the man.

Their attacker seems stunned, just like Peter, but isn’t willing to give up just yet. He directs another round of fire their way, but meets the same end. Every time, Y/N redirects it, completely controlling every last tongue of flame.

It’s clear that she’s going to win this fight, too. Whereas their attacker seems to struggle with the fire, attempting to muscle through each attack, Y/N controls the flames with ease. A barest flick of a finger is all it takes to channel enough fire to burn down a building, while the other man sweats and scowls as he tries not to die.

Eventually, Y/N is able to get the upper hand and forces the fire back into the man. He’s pushed back by it, stunned, and Peter sees his chance. Quickly, he webs up the guy’s hands, affixing him to the wall of the alleyway so he can’t do any more damage.

Peter tugs off his mask and breathes a sigh of relief, treasuring the influx of cold air now that flames aren’t so close to him. “I think you should have told me about that a lot earlier. It would have made things way easier.”

Y/N just grins. “Then you should have told me you were Spider-Man.”

Peter frowns. “You never did tell me how you figured that out, by the way. I thought I was careful.”

Y/N shrugs. “You were. I don’t think anyone else knows I saw you keep sneaking out of school, or hiding something in your backpack. Also, every time there was something wrong in the city, or Spider-Man was seen out fighting crime, you’d come to school the next day covered in bruises.”

Peter tilts his head to the side, considering this. “Actually, that makes a lot of sense. Say, I didn’t know you were paying that much attention to me.”

Y/N’s look of studious disinterest is a little too practiced to be real. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Peter steps closer to her, smiling. “I bet you don’t. There would be no reason you were worried about me every time I came to school covered in the aforementioned bruises.”

Y/N refuses to look at him, her gaze trained upon a very interesting stretch of plain brick walls. “Exactly. No worry at all.”

Peter reaches out a hand to gently turn her face back to his. “I would have worried about you, you know. If I had to.”

Some part of him wants to kiss her. Peter isn’t entirely sure where this part of him came from, how long it’s been there, or why it feels like the most right decision he might ever make. Eventually, his choice is made up by the klaxons of police sirens drawing near the scene; apparently, the firefight drew some attention. Looks like Peter has to run before he’s caught in the suit.

He does settle for a compromise, though, and brushes a kiss to Y/N’s cheek before he goes. Peter can’t help one last glance over his shoulder before he disappears into the roofline, and his heart leaps at what lays behind him: Y/N looking back at him, wearing the softest smile he’s ever seen on her. Maybe there’s more to both of them than he first thought. Peter thinks that he’d like to try a little harder to figure it out.

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the-witch-of-one-piece · 2 years

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Hallow Val hehe, I just wanna

Omygawd idk how to say this

I still can't wrap my head around the fact that I ranked 2nd in the training scores in an org I'm in. Because firstly I don't even participate that much and second I think my speeches aren't that good. So I'm like why? how? wHaT? It's probably the imposter syndrome kicking in.

I guess maybe I do deserve it but I'm still skeptical like 😭😭. I think I may need some comfort fluff with Thatch and a gn!reader that has imposter syndrome,, please ehe~

ps. Congratulations again on 700 so proud of u mamshie

Hello Potatho love! You are very smart and bright don't think you are not! The teacher must see the talent you have! Don't be so hard not yourself! Of course I can do this for you babe! Aww thank you so much my love , I hope you enjoy! ♥️

Thatch x Gn Reader: Have Faith in Yourself

Warning: talk about self doubt, worthiness

“_________ you don’t have to do so much all at once ya know.” Thatch has his arms crossed watching you busting your butt off as you carried crate after crate. “Here let me finish, you need to take a beak.” Thatch taking one of the crates from your hands.

“No, it’s okay! I got this please dont worry.” You said giving him a pleading smile trying to reach for the crate he moved it to the location it needed to be. “Thatch!” you wanted to show the crew you weren’t worthless. You weren’t the tallest nor the strongest you felt like you always had to do more to show your worth but it never seem to be enough for you. Going above and beyond never wanting help anywhere and everywhere.

Thatch caught on for some time now, he would watch you take on more tasks. It did worry him because he looked more exhausted putting so much stress on yourself and your body. “You know you don’t have to prove anything to anyone.” Thatch turned to you with a bit of a cornered look on his face. Thatch taking a better look at you see the exhaustion on your face. “As your commander I want you to go get some rest.”

“But..but…” feeling Thatch’s index finger against your lips.

“No buts babe…. Do it for me as a commander and as your boyfriend.” Thatch rubbed your shoulder. Nodding as you gave into him, you began heading back to your quarters. Thinking about how guilty you felt for having Thatch do your work. You were kicking yourself in the butt just a bit ,your mind overthinking about events you don't in the past and how it should have been don't differently.

Entering your room you saw the stack of papers, ‘crap I promised Izou I would finish this’ looking at your bed than at the paperwork once more. Letting out a sigh you walked to the desk and began to review the paperwork. Over looking the paper work careful and you began to fill them out. About a hour passed you felt eyes becoming heavy. ‘No.. stay up! You have to get this done.’ slapping your cheeks and shaking your head you began to focus on the paper work once more. Few mins passed you couldn't fight it anymore, you closed your eyes, your head laid on the desk.

Few hours past Thatch made you something to eat since you missed lunch. Walking to the quarts you both shared, as he opened the door. He seen the bed was empty but looking over at the desk you hunched over. Small frown was on his face, letting out a low sigh. He placed the food on the dresser walking towards you. Carefully picking your up and carrying you to the bed. Seeing your eyes slightly peak open you didn't get a words out as thatch spoke “_____ I told you, you needed rest…..” Thatch spoke in a lower tone, as he laid you in the bed.

“I’m sorry… I just wanted to get that done first….” feeling the guilt eating you up on the inside. “I’m sorry i disappointed you.

“Enough talk like that… Your not a disappointment ever.” Thatch seeing the guilt seeming to take over you. “I know you want to do everything and anything we all appreciate that, but if its going to cause you to burn yourself out I dont want that for you.” Thatch sat at the edge of the his finger combing through your hair. “You have done outstanding work on the ship, You’ve always have. I understand you don’t see you do alot but you’ve done more work than half of the people on the ship.”

Small smile placing on your lips. “Thank you thatch.”

A smooth smile on Thatch’s lips “I mean it _______ every word.I want you to get some rest, proper rest.”

“Okay… is it okay if you could lay down with me for a while?” asking him.Scooting over as Thatch laid right next to you, he himself bringing you closer to him.

“I’m going to have to watch you like a hawk and make sure your dont overwhelm yourself _____.” Thatch kissing the top of your head “Also you will have to make it up to your commander since you didnt follow my orders in the first place.”

“Is that the commander talking or my boyfriend?” Slightly chuckling

“Both, so get some rest, you will need it.” Thatch did a throat chuckle.

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wenwenbittercake · 3 years

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✨AIZAWA X READER✨

(Thank you so much for reading my fan fiction. There's not much fluff. A little bit of smut so you know. Also swearing. If you can't take teacher x reader plsss don't read this.)

You just started UA and the first thing you realize was you're tall handsome teacher with long wavy black hair. You seated at the corner of the class giving you a perfect view of your teacher.

" Good morning everyone my name is Shouta Aizawa you can call me mr. Aizawa. From now on I'll be your homeroom teacher so no funny business around me." he said as he gave a smirk to the class making everyone giggle but it's a smirk you will remember for the rest of your life.

You watched him carefully as he teach but your mind is not on the subject but on him. To be honest he's the most handsome guy you have ever seen in your life. His facial features and his body is perfect. Like an angel that fall from Heaven, his voice is like music to your ears. No voice in this world can calm you down like this. He always wear baggy clothes but you wonder, how much muscles are he hiding behind those clothes. Huge rule at your teacher has veiny strong hands, you wish he didn't you down with then.

The Best Is Yet To Come, when you and your class practice on the field, I saw our would roll his sleeves up to his elbow, showing his car covered on once he wore a sleeveless shirt causing you to have a nose bleed. It was embarrassing but it's worth it.

Because of this, you start to lack on his subject making aizawa move you to sit in front of his desk. This gave you a chance to admire him close. His scar Place perfectly under his right eye, and his eyes, those pitch dark eyes that you got hypnotized even though he's not using his quirk.

"RingggRingggRinggg!" The bell rang and everyone in the class run for their lives to the cafeteria, except you, he got out last so you could admire your teacher till the last minute.

"Y/N can you meet me in my office after school, we need to talk about your grace." He said with disappointment that makes you feel guilty for a moment.

You nodded and left. It's 3 p.m. and students are running towards they're busses or walking back home. Except you, you are now standing in front of mr. Aizawa's office. Your fingertips are cold. You realize that you're great start to descend but it stops at Bs or Cs. You're really nervous about this. Before you knock on the door you heard...

"Come in."

You walk in, closing the door behind you quietly, and set on the seat in front of his desk. He sign and passed you a pile of paper. These are your current test scores and they are filled with Fs. You feel like the blood from your body has been drained.

"Y/N, do you know if you keep on going like this you will fail on the finals."

"I-i know." You look down on the table not being able to look him in the eyes.

All of a sudden, he walk up to your seat, placing his right hand on the table and his left on the back of your chair. His face so dangerously close to yours. Look you straight in the eyes and said..

"So tell me, what's distracting you so much?" Does he know? No way.

"Umm-i"

"Tell me what's more interesting then my lesson?hmm?" You look away. Your face is as red as a tomato.

"Tell me!" He raised his voice a little making you jolts and panic. You can't think straight anymore. How would you reply? And then... It happened.

Your soft Rosy lips touches his. When you realize what's going on you jolted back. You look him in the eyes. He looked shocked. Out of words and look at you like WTF happened? What have you done? You just read your relationship with your teacher. What do you expect him to do, kiss you back? Tears start to fall, due to the embarrassment and sadness.

"I-i'm so sorry." You said as you run out of the office.

The next morning was awkward you can't even look him in the eyes.

"RinggRinggggRingg!"

"Y/N can we talk for a moment?" You weren't expecting that from him, after what happened. You walk towards his chair what's up your eyes fixed on the marble floor and your hands behind your back.

"So about yesterday.."

"Right, he'll be having extra classes with me, I will help you with the failing grades. " you look surprised and happy in the same time. You got to see him more.

"Really?"

" yep, is your homeroom teacher, it's my responsibility to teach you, isn't it?" He gave you a slide smirk. You blush that it an attempt to hide it.

"A-about yesterday."

"Oh don't worry about it." You look shocked. Really? He really don't mind? Of course, and his eyes you're just a naive little child, nothing much.

"However..." he said as he pull you towards him, making you fall on his chest, positioning you to sit on his lap, facing him.

"...we need to work on that kiss of yours."

"B-but this is wrong."

"I know, but it feels so good, doesn't it?" He whispered into your ears in a deep voice making you want to melt in his hands.

You've been in this little Affair for 2 years. However, you feel like time flies faster when you're beside him. You want to be with him till the end. You know this relationship won't last but you still hope it did. You gave all of you to aizawa. Every inch of your body and soul. You love him a lot. Your grades got higher even though you didn't do much work. Every day, you come to school just to meet Mr aizawa. You were loved, you are appreciated, feelings that you never felt before. He told you you were his everything, but sometimes he gave you looks as if. .. he regrets it. No way, why should he regretted it feels so good doesn't it?

Your graduation got nearer and Shouta has been ignoring you for these past couple of days. You didn't get the wink when he passes you or private lessons that you crave to have. He wouldn't call you or text you anymore. Even if you sent him photos and text messages. You felt hurt a little. Maybe it's because then final exams are getting close. Or maybe because he's just busy. He felt neglected. Is he bored of me? Does he not like me anymore? But he said I'm his everything. Is it because I'm not pretty enough but he said I'm perfect. The thoughts filled in your head as you walked toward his office. As you are about to knock the door, you heard. ..

"I'm coming home early today."

"Hmm, I promise I won't be late this time."

"Hahah I know I know."

"Yea love you bie." Aizawa said as he ends the call.

You feel the similar cold feeling. Is he meeting other people? Is it his wife? Wait he's married? Who is this person he's talking to? Maybe his family member? Am I not good enough did I do something wrong?

"Y/N" you snap out of your thoughts but I saw was voice. He look like he's ready to go back home.

" ..you're supposed to be home 30 minutes ago. What are you doing here?"

" I thought we were supposed to have our tutor session today?"

"Oh-um no need for that, your grades not bad these days, I don't think you need them anymore."

Is he fucking serious? Why is he playing dump now? You didn't even let anything in tutor sessions, are you both do is fuck. Tears start to fall from your eyes. You know this wouldn't last, why are you crying now?

"Y/N are you alright?" He asked does he pull you into the office. He locked the door behind him and knocks you what's going on but you wouldn't listen. You start to strip in front of him.

"W-wait, not today I gotta go somewhere."

" I thought anything can wait if it's me?" You said as he drop on your knees and start to take off his belt.

"W-wait but this is important!"

" I thought I'm the most important thing in the world?" You said as you slip his cock into your mouth.

"W-wait auhhh."

The graduation music plays outside the school. Every student is happy, taking photos with their friends and families. Not you though.

"W-what are you say?"

" it hurts to say this but we need to stop this relationship. It's not healthy anyways." You can't believe what you just heard. Said by a men who promise to never leave you behind.

"Wait did I do something wrong? I promise I can fix it, please just don't leave me." Uhealth on mr. Aizawa has arm like your life depends on it. The last thing he wants to do is to make you cry but he knows he has to end this fast. He hugs you tightly.

" no no, it's not your fault it's mine. I'm so sorry." He hugs you tightly. You cried into his shoulder. It hurts a lot.

"Just forget about everything, just pretend nothing ever happened. Could you do that for me?" How could you forget all of it and live on a normal life. These are the things you can never forget even if you try to. But you just want to make him proud, so your nodded hesitantly.

"Good girl." He said as he kiss your tears away.

"O-only if we do it one last time.. Please?" He's not expecting that from a shy girl like you. He expect him to say no but...

"How can I say no when you asked me so nicely. " he said I should look around and pull you into the nearest classroom.

It's been weeks since you've seen Aizawa. He stops replying your text and stop picking up your calls. You missed him so much. You want to see him again even though you promised not to. The tightening feeling on your chest wouldn't come off unless you see him. Your friends realize this so they call you to meet them at a mall. You've been ignoring your friends for a really long time so you decided to go with them this time. He stood in front of a cupcake shop. Waiting for your friends who are always late. You look around to find them and then you saw it, that wavy dark hair you used to play with, that pitch dark eyes you adore.

"Shouta!" Can't think straight anymore, you only know you want to touch him you miss him you need him. You hug him tightly.

"I missed you!"

"Y/N!" He didn't hug you back like he used to.

"Sho who's this?" A woman voice appeared behind him.

"Oh-um this is my student that recently graduated." He said as he looked at you like a stranger. A person he never met before.

"Oh how sweet. Hi my name is wife/name. I'm your teacher's wife."

"Umm nice to meet you."

"Um-oh I forgot. We have to go to the doctor's office soon." He said as he pulled his wife hand and walk away. Didn't even bother to say goodbye. From a distant you heard...

"Sho why u being so rude. She seems close to you."

"Oh it's nothing, she's just a student from my class, nothing special."

Nothing special? He dropped to the ground. The world around you crashes. Nothing special? Is this what he sees you all the time. All the love, all the kisses, all the sex. They are all fake. When he said you're his world, his everything, his only one. They're all lies. How stupid of you to not notice that he used you all this time? You are nothing to him. You are nothing more than a play thing for him. You're nothing more than a pet. A teacher's pet.

(Dammm this fan fiction hit hard. I'm sorry that I didn't put explicit smut. I just don't like writing them. I write this fan fiction to explain that teacher x student stuff can end in bad ways. Sorry that this is not the spicy stuff you all use to read. I hope you all can for give and thank you for read. 😓😓🙏🙏🙏💗💕💕💗✨✨✨)

(Ik this man would never do something like that😭😭)

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wreckofawriter · 4 years

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Stupid Dance, Stupid Teenagers

Pairing: Remus Lupin x reader

Word Count: 3,135

Warnings: Drinking, mentions of weed? Swearing?

Request: @twilightlover2007: Could I request an imagine with Remus? Bookworm/avid photographer Remus watches from afar until his mates push him to talk to her/ask her to the upcoming ball? :)

A/n: Okay, I am quarantined for a month so I should be writing more but who knows, I am a dumbass. Okay, umm not exscatly in love with this one but I've already re-written it twice so I'm done. So sorry it took so long

Remus felt himself get lost again, before about a month ago he never tended to wander from his classes, they were relatively easy to stick to as most of them were quite interesting, but recently something far more entertaining had caught his attention.

He watched as your fingers fiddled with the device under your desk two seats to his left and one down. He knew if McGonagall caught you she would give you hell, her patience probably ran out simply because of the sheer number of times she had caught you with the camera during class.

You weren't doing anything in particular, simply spinning the lense in your hand and clicking on and off the flash. Yet Remus was completely memorised as your fingers moved so gracefully with the object. He had completely forgotten his notes, only a few sentences scribbled down before his eyes found your form.

He began to wonder how your hands would feel in his hair, fingers ghosting through his curled locks. From there his mind began to wander to your own hair, his eyes following. It looked so soft and smooth, spilling like a waterfall from your head, its y/h/c hue shining in the dusty sunlight which filtered through the classrooms windows.

A jab in his side forced his gaze from you to his dark haired friend.

"Uh Moony if you don't take notes then none of us are going to have any and we are definitely going to fail Minnie's test on Friday." Sirius whispered to him.

"Since when do you care if you fail?" Remus muttered.

Sirius flashed a smile, and shrugged, "Since never but you do."

Remus couldn't exactly argue with that so he simply rolled his eyes and dipped his quill into the ink. But one desk down and two desks over you had taken to messing with your hair and that was far more intriguing so he let his eyes stay there instead.

Sirius took note of his friend's immediate departure from reality and let out an annoyed huff.

"Moony seriously," he began knowing just how disappointed in himself the werewolf would be if he didn't score his unusually high performance on the upcoming exam.

"I'll just ask Lily for notes." He responded, eyes never leaving the girl who sat a few meters away.

"She never gives anyone notes." Sirius shot back attempting to gain Remus' attention.

"Correction, she never gives you or James notes because you are idiots." Remus commented, still not tearing himself from you.

Sirius was fed up with the lack of attention he was accustomed to receiving and pouted, it only took seconds for that pit to turn to smirk though.

"Oh well I'm sure that y/l/n would like to hear you've been stalking her for the past month." Sirius' smile grew as his friend's head whipped towards him, eyes just a bit too wide, cheeks tainted a light pink.

"I have not been stalking her." Remus hissed.

"Sure you haven't, and I'm in love with Malfoy." Sirius grinned, pure ecstasy filling him as Remus turned a deeper red.

Remus turned away from the Gryffindor attempting to ignore him. In response Sirius plucked the maroon beanie from his head placing it on his own.

"I don't see why you don't just ask her out." Sirius shrugged leaning back as Remus made a grab for his hat.

"Give my hat back Sirius." He growled already fed up with his nonsense.

Sirius pursued his lips pretending to contemplate his answer before breaking out in a smile, "Nah, I think it looks better on me."

Remus once again rolled his eyes, "I don't want your grease on my hat Pads, now give it back."

"I don't think I will after that comment." Sirius mused.

Hazel eyes rolled in their sockets once again and he lurched forward in attempts to take the hat from a bed of shimmering black.

While his efforts did gain him back his beanie, in the process his elbow had found his open bottle of ink and successfully drenched everything on his desk.

"Shit!" The boy cursed pushing himself backwards to avoid the liquid before it dripped onto his robes.

"Mr. Lupin!" McGonagall snapped from the front of the class.

"Sorry Professor!" Remus called back glaring at Sirius who bit back a laugh.

"Black stop bothering your desk mate." The teacher added in with a glare.

"Why am I being yelled at?" Sirius questioned.

"Because you are almost always the cause of these issues."

At this point Remus' mind left the ink now dripping to the floor as his eyes connected to yours. You had a small smile on your face, clearly amused by the situation, your camera was now disregarded on your bag as a quill danced in your hand. The boy told himself to stop staring but it made that nearly impossible.

You only shook your head slightly and smiled widening before you turned back to your work.

Remus was sure he was still burning red even after his teacher's had vanished the ink from his desk and continued the lesson.

The Gryffindor avoided looking at you for the remainder of class. By the time they were dismissed his embarrassment had dulled but not disappeared. Sirius refused to apologise claiming it was not his fault and James thought the whole thing was simply hilarious. So when you appeared in front of the three boys as they exited the classroom different emotions were evoked.

“Hey Lupin.” You greeted ignoring the other two boys who stood at his side with wide eyes.

"Uh h-hey." Remus spoke cursing himself for stumbling over his words.

You coughed nervously attempting to ignore the fact that three extremely popular boys were now staring you down. Maybe you didn't think this through properly. "Um well I just noticed that your notes were ruined and I am pretty good at this unit so you can use mine if you want." You said shifting your weight from one foot to the other as you spoke.

The three boys all looked startled, James and Sirius turning to look at Remus who was a bit pale.

You raised your hand to the back of your neck your other holding the notes you had offered up, "It's cool if you don't need them, I'm sure you can get some from Lily or something-"

"No!" Remus said a bit too loudly, cringing at his own actions, "No, Lily would probably be pissed at me anyway."

Your face visibly brightened, you opened your mouth to speak but was cut off.

"Y/n come on! We are gonna be late." A girl down the hall huffed.

"Don't yell at her, she's finally talking to Remus." Another hissed quietly, but not quietly enough.

Your face erupted into color, "Well I've got to go." You spoke so quickly it was almost inaudible as you shoved the notes at the stunned boy before turning and running towards the group of housemates.

When you reached them you slapped the two who had spoken with your books you were holding and buried your head in your hands as you walked away.

Remus stared after you, his cheeks dusted pink as he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

When you disappeared around the corner James let out a laugh, "That was one of the most awkward things I have ever seen."

"I think you mean hilarious." Siriua corrected.

"Shut up." Remus groaned.

"Look on the bright side Moony, now you know she totally has a thing for you so you can ask her out already." James smirked.

"How do we know that exactly?'' the werewolf asked.

"Are you blind, deaf or just plain stupid?" Sirius mused.

"Yeah Moony come on. She gave you notes, blushed way too much and did you not hear the 'she's finally talking to Remus' conversation?" James giggled.

"Whatever." Remus scoffed despite the smile twitching on his lips.

"I can't believe you did that to me." Your groaned face is still hot from the conversation you had a few minutes ago.

"I'm so sorry y/n/n. I didn't mean to be so loud." The short blonde next to you apologized for the thousandth time.

"Well thank Godric you were Elle, that was the funniest thing I've seen in awhile." The brunette who sat on your other side laughed, the memory still pleasant in her head.

"Fuck off Nat." Elle glared, "at least she has the guts to talk to the person she likes, you cant even get within five yards of Alice without turning into a mess."

"That's not fair! It's different." She argued her cheeks tinting red. "Remus obviously likes her." She grumbled, "Everyone knows Alice has a thing for Frank."

Elle rolled her eyes, "I wish you would just get over her already."

"Don't we all." You agreed, happy that the conversation isn't centered around your awkward interaction with the Gryffindor boy.

Class took years but when it finally ended you and your two companions, who were still bickering, walked out to the quidditch pitch. Your camera felt nice in your hands again as you strolled across the bright grass.

As Natasha walked into the locker rooms Elle joined your side, looking a bit upset.

You looked through your device pointing it at the girl who looked on the verge of tears. You dropped the camera so it slung around your neck, pulling her into a hug.

"She'll get over her eventually." You sighed, "I swear she will."

"I just feel stupid." She whimpered, whipping her tears fiercely.

"Dont feel stupid, feel artsy." You giggled, "I wanna go a photoshoot with you."

Her mood changed drastically, "Really!"

"Yeah come on let's head back to the lake." You grabbed her hand walking her back to the lake and away from the pitch.

Remus watched as you left the pitch from his place on the stands, Sirius was beside him following his gaze to you.

"Her friend is pretty cute, I think I might ask her out." Sirius sighed picking at his nails.

"I'm sure she has taste." Remus spoke, rolling his eyes.

Sirius opened his mouth to state his offence but was cut off, "We should go down to the lake."

"I wonder why you would want to go to the lake?" Sirius hummed faking contemplation

Remus sighed again, "I'll just go without you."

"Okay, okay, we'll go, but only because watching James practice is super boring." Sirius agreed standing from his seat.

As the two made their way towards the lake the two could hear loud laughter.

Remus stopped glancing cautiously around the tree to see you knee-deep in water holding your skirt up with one hand and holding your camera with the other. Your friend was standing on the dock giggling.

Despite the fact that she was the one posing you managed to look like an angel. The sun was low in the sky giving you a golden glow as you photographed your friend. Your upper thigh was exposed, your smooth skin visible. Your hair was loose, a strand falling into your face.

“Tilt your head back.” You instructed, “Take a step towards me and pop your hip.”

“God y/n/n I feel ridiculous.” Elle spoke but she did as she was told.

“You’re not the one waist-deep in water.” You shot back closing your mouth and clicking the shutter.

“I’m also not the one who insisted on getting into the water to get a good angle.” She shot back.

“Shut up and let me take your picture.”

“Are we gonna just stare at them or..?” Sirius asked, causing Remus to jump from his daze.

“Shut up.”

“I didn't know you were such a perv Moony.” Sirius giggled.

“I am not a perv!” He whisper-shouted.

“You're kinda acting like one.” Siriys shrugged, smirking.

“Fuck off I cant just let her know I followed her.”

“Why not?”

“Okay, we're leaving.” Remus sighed beginning to walk back towards the quidditch pitch.

“I don't understand why you don't just ask her out.”

“You say that like it's an easy thing.” Remus sighed.

“Just ask her to the spring dance.” Sirius shrugged, “It's not that hard.”

“It’s not that hard for you.” Remus corrected him.

Sirius just rolled his eyes a small smirk finding the way onto his lips.

Remus narrowed his eyes, suspicion suddenly filling him, “Don’t give me that look.”

“What look?” Sirius inquired, face still holding the same expression.

“That look,” Remus spoke emphasizing the first word.

“There is no look.” Sirius insisted.

“You’re still doing it.” Remus scowled, “Its that look you always get before you do something idiotic.”

“I don’t have a look.” Sirius maintained.

“You have a look, James has the same one.” The boy said his look turned from annoyed to scary. “I swear Pads, if you and James plan to meddle in my business I will gut you.”

“I swear I’m not gonna do anything.” Sirius lied through his teeth.

The pestering did not stop. James and Sirius were relentless. They refused to let Remus rest in peace. He was completely fine with watching you from afar but his two best friends seemed to have other ideas.

“What about fireworks Moony?” Sirius asked.

“That's a brilliant idea Pads!” James gasped excitedly.

“If you set off fireworks around her I will kill you.” Remus hissed.

“Fine, but if you don’t do something soon, I am going to tell her.” James shrugged.

“You do and I will-”

“Kill us yeah we know.”

“This is a stupid idea.” You groaned ruffling with your neatly pinned hair.

“Don’t mess with that y/n, it took me years.” Natasha glared at you, her hands were currently buried in Elle's hair.

“But it's so uncomfortable.” You groaned. “Why are we even going to this stupid thing anyway?”

“Because you have done nothing but read and edit holed up in your dorm for the past week and we want to get drunk.” Elle replied leaning back into Nats touch.

“So now I'm gonna have to look after drunk babies too? You're right that is the perfect evening.” You spoke rolling your eyes.

“Whatever you’ll probably end up boning Remus anyway.” Natasha smirked.

“I will not!” You huffed picking up the closest thing to you which happened to be a hair brush and chucking it at the girl with red cheeks.

“Will too.” She mumbled, dodging the object with ease.

You slowly began to remove a few of the pins from your hair as your two best friends began an argument behind you. This was a bad idea. Remus was probably going to think you looked like you tried too hard or that you looked sluty or stupid. This was a really bad idea. But before you could bail the two behind you were standing.

“Ready to go y/n/n?” Elle asked.

“I guess.” You mumbled grabbing a book from your bed and following your friends down the stairs.

Remus could not belive he had been stupid enough to go to this dumb party. He figured it's what he got for being friends with the two most obnoxious party animals in the entire school. Sirius was already hammered and it was not even eight yet. Remus considered making a break for the dorms but before he could he heard a loud shout.

“Y/N!” Sirius cheered as you and your friends entered the room.

You jumped a bit flushing as Sirius threw his arm around you offering you a drink which you declined and the blonde next to you took.

You sighed shrugging off the shoulder as Sirius continued to slur nonsense into your ear.

Just as Remus had built up the courage to go talk to you James appeared out of nowhere dragging him off to help with his harassment of Lily. When he returned a bit less than an hour later you had disappeared.

He caught a glimpse of your friend Elle but to his surprise she was drunk making out with an equally drunk Natasha. He blinked a few times and sighed. You had probably ditched, he didn't blame you, he was going to do the same.

Checking over his shoulder he then quickly he bagan up the stairs unbuttoning the far too tight shirt he had decided to wear.

He bust open the door to the dorms closing it behind him before turning and freezing.

You lay on his bed, hairpins strewn around you, a large book in front of you as you sat in an oversized hoodie he recognized as his own. Remus suddenly had the urge to pinch himself, was this some amazing day dream?

You had a light tinge to your cheeks as you spoke, “Hey.”

Remus swallowed his mouth feeling very dry, “Hey.”

“I'm really sorry im up here, I went up to the girls room and they were smoking weed and I just can't stand the smell so I thought I would just come up here instead.” You squeaked out, your eyes suddenly lingered downward.

Remus glanced down at his shirt realizing he had unbuttoned it and blushed widely, quickly fumbling with the buttons. You refused to meet his gaze as he looked back at you.

“I’m actually kind of glad you're here, I thought you ditched.” He said walking over to you and sitting on the bed opposite.

“I would but my friends are drunk idiots.” You smiled softly.

“Yeah they were making out downstairs.”

“WHAT?!” You yelled causing Remus to jump, “Are you serious!?”

“Umm yeah.”

“Oh my god, finally, Elle has been in love with her since like forever, it was getting very painful.” You sighed.

“I can imagine.” Remus grinned.

The room fell into silence, neither of you quite sure what to say. You flipped a page despite not having read it.

“Hey y/n, I’ve actually been meaning to ask you something.” Remus mumbled picking at the end of his dress shirt.

“Shoot.” You respond, eyes leaving the book in front of you.

“Would you like to go to that stupid spring fling with me?” He blurted out face washing crimson as your mouth dropped slightly.

“Of course.” You respond, your heart beating so loud you were sure he could hear it.

“Really?” Remus asked.

“Yeah dummy, but only if we get to act like stupid teenagers.” You giggled and the boy felt his heart soar.

“Of course.” He answered feeling a heavy weight lift from his chest. “By the way you look really cute in my hoodie.”

You blushed eyes growing a bit wide. “I’m so sorry I had no idea it was yours, I was just really cold because of this stupid dress and it was just sitting there and-”

“It’s fine.” Remus laughed, “It looks better on you anyway.”

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notthatiwilleverwriteit · 3 years

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Hello!So there's always been this theory that he tian will join the family business.but dosen't this a contradiction to everything he had done until now? he tian wanted mo to be good and even he tian was trying to be his best self throughout all this time. so he tian joining the business will be like joining the "dark side" at least that what he tian also thinks. so I don't know what reason there would be to make him join because he would need to do some bad things if he would be part of it, im afraid it would ruin his whole process

Hello, dear anon!

I have talked quite a lot about my thoughts regarding the future of HT (and Tianshan). Here are two previous posts that I feel like could be useful for your questions, especially:

Would HT work for his family in the future?

About the distance in Tianshan and HT’s future

However, your question had an interesting character development angle that I don’t think I have pondered before as such. And I feel like the recent chapter had some curious crumbs that also got me thinking about this whole thing again. So, at the risk of repeating myself, I am once again diving into this.

A quick note before getting further, though. The translations of any chapters that come after 341 used in this post are done by @1154lizz Please, go support our fandom’s precious lifelines!

“there's always been this theory that he tian will join the family business”

This has actually been one of the things that the new chapter got me to reconsider. I have heard the theory of HT potentially working for his family in the future, and I have always thought it very likely based on the Christmas specials.

I still think he might end up in the family business, but after the newest chapter, my focus somewhat shifted (ch. 348):

In the Christmas specials, the boys are at college age. ZZX is going to a university while JY is catching up on his high school education. MGS seems to be working, but the pile of books hints that he might be studying something, too.

Considering the He family a bit more, I actually think HT might be going to a university in the Christmas specials. Despite their presumably criminal line of work/involvement, I think the He family puts importance on intelligence and prestige. HT always scores top of his class. He is viewed and treated like an apple of the eye by the teachers, their prized pupil. I also think that if HT is to inherit the position of his family, he is expected to be smart and educated. Not to mention, prestige always means a lot of money which attracts powerful people to rub shoulders.

So, HT having a university degree (in business, perhaps) would make sense in my head. And if Mr. He is located abroad, HT is probably going to a foreign university as well. Of course, that doesn't mean he can’t be already somewhat involved in the family business by then, but I would say it’s entirely possible he’s still being groomed.

But this was just a side note. Whether he is already working for his father or otherwise getting close to that doesn’t really change things that much regarding your question.

“dosen't this a contradiction to everything he had done until now? // I don't know what reason there would be to make him join because he would need to do some bad things if he would be part of it”

This is actually something I haven't really thought about before. At least, not in so many words. I was talking about HT’s future with a friend of mine, and she said that she wishes HT won’t “give up on himself” in the sense that he stops rebelling against this father/family. Especially after everything he’s been through with MGS trying to make him fight for his own future and not submit. What would be the point of him telling MGS to be his own person if HT himself then joins the dark side even if it’s against his will?

Before I get to my thoughts regarding all that, I think it’s important to remember that the future is very much a question mark to us still. Even though the fact that HT seems to be staying abroad (among other things) gives us a base to make certain guesses, we still don't know for sure what he is up to in the future-related chapters. It’s good to keep that in mind when pondering the overall character development.

But I do take my friend’s and your points, dear anon. I could see why it would be disappointing if HT basically undid the progress of working on himself and went against his own principles. I could understand why it would be sad to see his fight have been for naught in the end.

But...as much as I do see where you’re coming from, I still kind of prefer the idea of HT getting involved with the family business one way or another in the future. Instead of disappointing, I would find it realistic and more interesting. HT having to compromise on his rather idealistic principles but still having them represented in MGS would have the kind of angsty layers that personally appeal to me. Both the good and bad being present in HT’s characters in a realistic way - imagine the complexity of that! The bitter-sweetness of “don’t become what I became”. Also, HT trying to keep the world of his family and whatever he has with MGS in the future separate would definitely be my kind of mafia ship aesthetic.

As far as potential reasons why HT might join his family business in the future, I think there are some possible reasons that have been hinted at in the current timeline already. I have talked about these before in the previous answers I linked above, so I won’t go as deep into this topic.

First of all, I think the He family has the kind of resources and influence that could help HT protect his friends and people who are dear to him (ch. 244, 245, 267):

HT’s character seems to have this contradiction that he despises his family’s behavior and way of dealing with things, but he will take advantage of that manpower and influence when it suits him. Granted, he does use them to protect his friends and I’m sure relying on them is less than ideal in his mind, but it still goes against him “being his own person”. In the end, resources matter and even HT can’t ignore that which makes his situation realistic.

Ultimately I think HT using his family could lead to him owing to them and basically being made to submit to his family’s will that way. In fact, I would say it has already happened a couple of times. At the back of one of those incidents, HT had to agree to go see his father. I don’t see why that arrangement couldn’t escalate further in the future as the steaks go higher. I think it very likely that in the future he will keep sacrificing his own ideals and principles to protect the good people who don't deserve to be oppressed by people like Mr. He.

Secondly, despite everything, this is still HT’s family we’re talking about, and I think he is more hung up on them than he would like to admit (ch. 229, 251, 252, 292):

I think the topic of family is very difficult for HT and he has a love-hate relationship with them. It’s painful to be disappointed and let down by the people you love as instinctively as one loves their family. HT has clearly been put through a lot of pain and trauma by the dangerous and ruthless life his family has chosen to lead.

But I don’t think even that has made HT completely given up on them. Perhaps not even when it comes to his father. I’m not sure if he is naive enough to expect them to change their lifestyle, but on some level, he might be waiting for something. When it comes to our families, the human mind works in mysterious ways. It’s easy to stay in a toxic environment and wait for something to change. And really, there are only two things that can change in those situations: them or us. Either they change themselves for better or worse or we make a decision whether we stay or leave for ourselves. I would say HT’s situation belongs in that last category where he is at this mental crossroad of trying to be separate from his family but also not being able to quite see it through.

Which brings me to another detail that got me thinking in the latest chapter. The issue of HC’s view on Mr. He that has been brought up before in the comic already (ch. 252, 348):

I think when it comes to their father and family in general, HC and HT are in very different kinds of mental positions. As the older son, HC has been subjected to the teachings and principles of their father for longer. I’m not sure if I would say he’s internalized them as such, but he has at least accepted them as a way to live his life. As an older brother, he has also naturally fallen into the role of responsibility a lot more than HT. He hasn’t had the position and freedom to rebel like HT has.

So, when HC tries to defend their father to HT, I think it’s wise to take his “background” into account. I’m not saying he’s lying when he believes their father does care about HT, but I think his disposition as the older brother makes him somewhat biased.

And yet...

And yet, I’m curious about how the new chapter brought this issue up again. Whenever HT accuses their father of just seeing his sons as pawns for his own gain, HC always seems genuinely taken aback by the outburst and how HT is talking about their father. The way HC said HT will “understand in the future” especially piqued my curiosity. Does HC know something about their father that HT doesn’t? Something that could - if not justify - then at least begin to explain his apparent ruthlessness? If that was explained to HT, would there be a chance that he would be less declined to join whatever his family is doing? I would even go as far as asking is HT waiting for a reason that would make thinking about his family less painful if there was something behind it all? Is it possible that HT had learned something like that by the time of the Christmas specials?

Now, that would be interesting.

Overall, I do get why it would feel like a setback in HT’s character development if he indeed ends up working for his family. But personally, I would be more interested in the complexity and realism of him being a part of both good (MGS and their relationship) and bad (the family business) at the same time. In my opinion, including the idea that life is much more complicated and grey-shaded than noble ideals would be really interesting to see.

Thank you for your question and ponderings, dear anon!

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seeds-and-sins · 4 years

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The Seeds accepting you, a young kid, into their family would be like...

• To the surprise of others, cult members and sinners alike, your acceptance into the family happened the moment you met them.

• Your drunk father was being the abusive piece of shit he was at one of Joseph's Sermons and Jacob Seed intervened without hesitation.

• Within weeks John Seed found a way to legally remove you from your father's custody and assign the family as your permanent guardians.

• John pulled some strings even further and your father was sent to prison for child abuse. Needless to say, you won't see him for a while.

• The Seed siblings, at first, had a hard time figuring out who you would live with.

• So you had a room at each of their abodes, free to live with any one of them, whenever you so chose.

• John would spoil you with an endless array of gifts and excessive affectionate hugs and forehead kisses. He would take you flying in his plane whenever you stayed over at his ranch. He even let you fly it one time, but don't tell Joseph.

• Family dinners every friday night were your favorite.

• John would make the meal and it would suck, but nobody wanted to hurt his feelings, so he never would know.

• Jacob would secretly pass his food down to his wolf sitting under the table, motioning for you to be quiet about it with a wink.

• Family conversations sometimes turning into bickering...

• "Unicorns are real! Okay?! The Bible says so!"

• Joseph and you had a garden together that the both of you would work on when you were at his compound. He would read scripture to you, teach you lessons about the world, and talk to you about the collapse.

• Jacob was more about tough love. He had high expectations of you in terms of being efficient when it came to protecting yourself, surviving in the wilderness, and acknowledging your surroundings. (But every now and again, he would allow you to sleep in his arms if you had a nightmare about your abuse, or were afraid).

• Faith, you went to when you had emotional issues, or questions, or when you wanted female company. You both would have sleepovers and she would give you all the sweets you could imagine.

• Family photos where they all are extra and try to get single photos with you. (There might be a fight over who is the favorite parent, but Jacob doesn't call himself parent as much he does guardian).

• Joseph has one really cute photo of John, Jacob and you, that he hides in his journal. It was the day you got officially baptized and as Jacob was trying to help you out of the river, John and you yanked him in.

• You started playing basketball at your highschool, now that your father was gone you had more confidence to explore your interests. And the Seeds were more than enthusiastic about you being more active and social.

• At home games, they would be the ones cheering for you in the stands, the loudest spectators, even Jacob would participate in the madness (mainly to threaten the referee for calling fouls on you).

• Jacob and John worked with you often to make sure that you were the best player on the team. Jacob more so, would force you to train as much as possible.

• The coach let Jacob take over practice one time, since he usually watched on the sidelines. No one made it to the end of pratice, except for you.

• One of your fellow team mates going, "I hope your dad never runs practice ever again."

• Jacob yelling, "Cull the herd!", aggressively, anytime you got the ball.

• Joseph pulling you aside at half time and explaining, "My child, remember when I said violence wasn't the answer? Yes, well, this might be the one time where I am wrong."

• John bragging about you to the opposing team's parents, "Oh look! There they go again! Out running all of your children and scoring on them."

• Your sophmore year you almost failed math, you had good grades in your other classes, but the teacher wouldn't budge. It was your worst subject.

• At away games, it was almost like the whole cult was there to cheer you on. They would take two massive buses of members who would come see you play.

• Your math teacher never called for a parent-teacher conference ever again. Your grade became a C shortly after that meeting.

• John calling your math teacher and saying, "It would be a shame if (insert random blackmail information) became public."

• You being the best in PE class, with none of the kids being able to catch up, because Jacob Seed trained you every early morning. You were a force to be reckoned with.

• When you started dating, the whole family was very protective of you.

• Jacob and John were more direct when it came to threatening your boyfriend/girlfriend about being good to you.

• "If you try anything, I will carve the sin from your flesh myself. No one will be able to save you, and when I am done with you, well..." John's words fading into a deep chuckle, with that leering smile on his expression.

• Jacob crossed arms, stern posture, "Hmm, I hope you know where you belong, you pathetic weak little-" He stopped at Joseph's glare, "Especially where your hands belong, or else you'll lose'em."

• Your first ex ended up finding snakes in their pillow case before they went to bed one night. Jacob swore 'he had nothing to do with it' and John couldn't stop smiling.

• Faith and Joseph were sweet and kind, but their words had a warning lurking beneath them.

• "My child, you are so full of life. I would be very disappointed should something happen that would require that life to be slowly taken from you. I will pray for you." And Joseph traced a cross onto their forehead, which they couldn't have know that that meant they were marked.

• "It's so nice to know that they think you deserve them." Faith placing a hand on her chest, mockingly being kind to your date. "They are so giving and genuine aren't they? Let's hope they are right... for your sake."

• Your boyfriend/girlfriend had to ask permission before taking you to the local drive in.

• Jacob and John stopping you before you leave, "Don't forget that one neck breaking move that I showed you" and "Do you have that knife that I gave you last Christmas".

• When they give you the talk, Jacob was completely absent from the conversation, John wouldn't stop nervously pacing, and Faith and Joseph were mainly doing the talking.

• Jacob piping in at the end, to Joseph's aggravation, "Just make sure you wrap it up, kid."

• "Only when married can two partners share eachother in such an intimate and loving embrace," Joseph explains.

• Jacob admitting, "Ya'know kid, I actually don't mind having you around, and I don't like having anybody around."

• Joseph always saying, "After I lost my daughter, I never thought the Lord would gift me with another child, and then... and then we found you."

• Take your kid to work day, where John takes you to one of the Project's many court hearings at the Missoula courthouse.

• "My daughter/son would be a better lawyer than you ever could be and they haven't even become a lawyer yet."

• All the other cult members practically babysitting you, or watching your back while the Seeds did the Lord's work.

• Jacob giving you your very own Judge, that follows you around the Veteran's Center and elsewhere when he is busy.

• John Seed tried to cook for you one time and it came out horrible, so you both just started get pre-made meals in the mail.

• Prom night at the Hope County Highschool was a night to remember because John, Joseph, Jacob, and Faith all chaperoned.

• When no one wanted to dance with you in fear of your four parents, the Seeds each had one dance with you.

• John, Faith, and you pranked Jacob into beating up your PE teacher, with a disapproving Joseph on the sidelines.

• You all ended up back at the ranch anyways, for a family dinner.

• When you graduated high school, John Seed revealed his secret stash of wine to you, "You are old enough in my book."

• You having trouble figuring out what you want to do in life.

• "Whatever you do, whether its here with us, or not, we will support you."

• Jacob swelling with pride when you join the Army (but secretly afraid because he doesn't want you to go through what he went through), John nearly crying when you explain you want to become a JAG, and be a lawyer like him.

• John calling you to talk about the family and complain, Jacob rarely calling or accepting your phone calls (he doesn't like phones so much, but you know he cares), Joseph and you communicate through letters, and Faith always FaceTimes or Skypes you.

• When the first seal is broken, the Family urges you to return home to help prepare for the collapse.

• Even as you rushed to get back, there was not enough time.

• You don't make it back before the collapse and end up stuck in someone else's bunker, an individual that you soon come to be friends with.

• Joseph gives you a frantic welcome, crying and holding you in his vice grasp. He explains what happened, how Jacob, John and Faith were killed.

• When the seven years ends, you head straight to Hope County, your bunk mate and you head your separate ways. You look for your family with all of the energy you have, and you find them. There is only one left.

• And then you cry and feel guilty, because you blame yourself for not getting back in time. But Joseph talks you out of that guilt and explains to you that what we do now will be in their honor.

• Ethan being slightly jealous when Joseph shows you more love and affection than him.

• Joseph and you talk about them often.

• And he introduces you to the man you would call your brother, Ethan.

• Together, the three of you try to build what your family had always wanted.

• Joseph stating with so much appreciation and gratefulness in his voice, "You came back safe to me, you came back home. I am proud of you, and John, Jacob, and Faith would be so proud of you too."

• And you never once realized that the Judge was, in fact, the murderer of your beloved parents.

• At least you had Joseph and Ethan...

• Since the day Jacob punched your dad across the jaw in the church, "I know what it's like. No one will ever touch you like that ever again", he promised.

• The day that John stood in a court room and fought for you, "You are one of us now, and we Seeds protect eachother."

• The day that Joseph wrapped a blanket around you, "I knew you would come to us, to be part of our family."

• And the day that Faith held you in her loving embrace, "Everything happens for a reason, my little flower."

• That was the day you became a Seed.

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The Great Queen //

Oikawa Tooru x Reader

part 1

summary: you were always a quiet one, keeping your interactions to your group of friends. another thing about you, you did whatever made you comfortable. including wearing the schools bou's pants instead of the skirt, and wearing incredibly baggy and oversized clothes. that didn't mean that you can't rock skirts, dresses, and volleyball shorts. which oikawa tooru would soon find out after a quarrel. with you.

dancer/ volleyball player! reader :)

You were always fascinated by dancing, always moving and trying out new moves -even if you had no idea what the fuck you were doing- since you were a kid. Fortunately, your parents noticed your undying interest in dancing and got you a private professional dance teacher. Unfortunately, as you entered middle school, you realized there was no dance club. Feeling bummed, you never thought about joining another 'lame' club. Until one of your senpai's (a second year) approached you, with the proposition of joining that one club.

Exactly, you guessed it. Kitagawa Daiichi's own Girl's Volleyball Club.

You were never a fan of sports yourself, you just didn't bother with knowing anything about them except their name. What you didn't know was, that you had the perfect build and physique for a middle blocker. Even if you never played volleyball, that position would fit you as it didn't require that much skill. And because of all that, you refused.

She made you a deal. She asked you to watch one of the practice games at school. If you liked it, then you would join and she would teach you. If you didn't, well you wouldn't lose anything. Turns out, you did like it. It was actually and exhilarating experience, you wanted to feel the ball slam into the other side of the court, feel the after burn of spiking it. Scoring a point, felt like the feeling of perfecting a new dance move. Exciting.

As you entered Aoba Johsai, as expected of a regular wing spiker on the girl's volleyball and a Kitagawa Daiichi graduate, you were put in a slightly difficult situation. Joining the dance club, or joining the volleyball club?

Volleyball to you was just to pass time in middle school since there was no dance club, but dancing was your passion. The obvious answer was the dance club. Which lead to you scoring multiple leads in multiple competitions and performances, and three years later being the president of the dance club. Captain of the girl's dance team which consisted of 10 girl members, 3 of which including you were your group of friends.

You being a quiet girl, tomboy and a volleyball enthusiast in your second year in middle school, you were quite familiar with the adorable black-haired blue-eyed first year boy who admired your volleyball skills and wanted you to teach him how to spike as strong as you even though he wanted to be a setter (you suspected he had a tiny crush on you and wanted to spend time with you but we won't get into that). Kageyama Tobio was obsessed with volleyball, you recognized his obsession because you were kinda familiar with it, and you considered him as a little brother. So of fucking course, you knew about the rude third year volleyball 'star setter', who almost hit him with a ball in the face for asking him a simple question. Fun fact, you were on your way to teach him a lesson if it was not for the fact that Iwaizumi-senpai reassured you himself that Oikawa Tooru has learned his lesson. You were quite familiar with you senpai's temper so, you were convinced.

Fast forward to you walking in the cafeteria on the first day of your second year, ignoring the weird looks the first years were giving you for wearing the boy's uniform pants, bummed about knowing that Kageyama wasn't attending here and furious about the fact that the gym in which you practice in was closed because of some renovations.

"I heard that all the other gyms were renovated and finished by mid summer, ESPECIALLY the volleyball gym which was finished first." Aiko, your best friend, and the vice president of the dance club complained loudly while moving her hands. "Ugh! Sometimes I wish I could choke each boy on the volleyball team to death."

You smiled dreamily. "Well, one time i dreamt that I was shoving a volleyball in each of their-"

"(Y/N)." Your other friend, Yui, warned.

"All of them except Iwaizumi-senpai. He's a good guy, and above that he's hot." You continued.

"Have you even seen any of them or even talked to them?" Yui sighed. "Both of you."

"We don't need to talk to them to that they're assholes and arrogant." Aiko replied. "Except Iwaizumi-san."

"And teacher's pets, sucking up to the principle with all that bullshit of being a 'powerhouse school' and 'qualifying to nationls' each year." You air quoted with your fingers. "Aaaand they lose to Shiratorizawa at the end. Every fucking year. Losers."

"Yeah, Assholes." Aiko snickered.

"First of all, what is up with you and assholes today?" Yui pointed at Aiko as you all sat at a table. "And you, didn't you go to school with these guys?"

"Yeah, weren't you on the girl's team?" Aiko rested her hand under her chin, sticking her tongue out to Yui after.asking you.

"We were never really friends you know? I only know Iwaizumi, and a bunch of other first years I am so completely sure I'll find on the team after a week or two." You took a sip from your soda can and continued. "And, yeah I was but I wans't that much of a talker and I despised their captain. That Oikawa guy? A total douche."

"Again with the insults, you've never even met them! Honestly, I think it was the school's fault for favouring them over us and other clubs." Yui pointed out. "And, you should probably change your view on them, because as our beloved dance team captain, you are going to go plan out a schedule with the boy's volleyball team captain. Because, we're going to train at their gym till our gym opens again."

"Whoever he is, I'm sure I can handle him." You put a hand in your pants pocket, slouching in your chair and taking a sip of your soda

"Buuuut, since the universe hates you.." Aiko dragged out nervously. "The Captain is Oikawa Tooru."

Yui ducked as fast as possible, as you spit your soda in the place where her face would've been. "He's WHAT?!"

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Two Weeks after,

You dragged your feet across the corridor dreading what was waiting for you behind the gym doors.

"Do I have to? Can't one of you do it?" You groaned, trying to dig your feet into the pavement, so when Aiko tries to push you, which she will. You would be stable.

"You are the Captain (Y/N), remember? Besides, I'm pretty sure even if they're assholes they're hot and I wouldn't miss a chance to see that." She smirks sneakily looking at Yui. "And I'm sure Yui wouldn't mind seeing Matsukawa sweating in another place besides her dreams."

"Whatever Aiko, I'm not going to deny it. Matsukawa is hot and you know it."

"Well, that's true I'm afraid."

"Let's just get this over with." You grabbed both of their hands. "The faster we finish the faster I can go home and relax from this stupid day."

As you entered, you spotted Iwaizumi sitting with his other teammates, drinking water all of them sweaty. They probably have been playing before you got there. "Iwaizumi-senpaiiii." You dragged out teasingly, knowing how he hated to be called senpai.

All heads turned to the three girls enter the gym, one of which was wearing pants and opening her arms wide open after, smiling cheekily after, they assumed, she called to their vice captain. They immediately knew who she was, after all she was the only girl who dressed like a boy coming to school but looked like the sexiest and most confident girl in the world while dancing.

"Oi idiot." He stood up and walked to her and her friends. "Oh you're still friends with her? Is she paying you or something?"

"Iwazumi-senpai so mean!" You pouted while your friends laughed. "and you two, you're my friends don't encourage him!" You turned to your friends.

"He does have a point (Y/N), we have been getting paid by your parents these past years to be your friends. Sorry to disappoint you." Yui said with the straightest face she and Aiko could muster before bursting out laughing.

"I hate it here.." You crossed your arms turning to Iwaizumi. "Anyways, where's your douche captain? I need to speak to him."

"Shittykawa? I thought you hated him, are you turning to one of his fangirls now or something?"

"First of all, ew I'm gonna barf. Second of all, since our gym is closed for now, I need to set up some things with him since we're going to train here for the time being." You huffed.

"And as you can see, she's not that happy about it either." Aiko butted it.

"Clearly." Iwaizumi chuckled. "Well, Shittykawa was in the bathroom and should be returning-"

"Iwaaaa-chaaannnn."

"Now." Iwaizumi scowled.

Oikawa Tooru, was headed towards you. And honestly, now you get why all these fangirls liked him. He had a nice face and body but, god could you feel his obnoxious aura from a mile away.

"Iwa-chan who have we got here? Are you flirting with one of my fangirls? I go to the bathroom 5 minutes and you're already destroying my fan club." Oikawa pouted like a baby.

"The best 5 minutes of my life are over." Iwaizumi face palmed. "Anyways, this is (Y/N) and her friends Aiko and Yui." Iwaizumi pointed to each one of you respectively while your friends waved slighlty.

"We're here from the dance team, about the gym schedule." Yui said, knowing you weren't going to speak until you stopped staring intimidatingly at Oikawa.

"Ahhhh Right, I heard about that. Are you the captain or should I safely say that the one who's staring at me like I've murdered her whole family is?"

"That's me." You replied dryly. "Not nice to finally meet you." You smiled sweetly in mocking.

"Why do I feel like I've met you before?" He tilted his head slightly.

"(Y/N) (Y/L/N)." You crossed your arms looking to the side like you're disinterested, which you were. "I heard that you played almost as good as me in middle school."

"You!" Oikawa narrowed his eyes at you. "I know you, Tobio-chan's bodygaurd in middle school."

"Yes, the same Tobio who you almost broke his nose. you're lucky Iwaizumi got to you first before me." You smirked.

"What do you want?" He huffed at you.

"I want this gym after school every day, except on the weekends." You stated. "I know you have plenty of time to train after us, we only practice for 2 hours on weekdays and on weekends we rent our own studio, so you can have the gym to yoursel-"

"No can do, sweetheart."

"What..did you call me?"

By now, some of the volleyball team had formed a circle around you two wondering why their captain took so long, your friends knew better than to get between the two of you unless things got rough. Your hatred to Oikawa wasn't unfamiliar to some of the other members, like Kunimi and Kindaichi. And the others, well they were enjoying the show.

"We need extra time to practice soo you'll have to practice after us." He crossed his arms.

"Let me get this straight. You want us, a group of ten girls, to train after you finish, in a sweaty dirty gym, and walk home at 10pm?" You clenched your fists. "Yeah, no, not happening."

"Well, it's our gym honey, take it or leave it. Although.." He held his chin as if he was in deep thought. "There is one thing you could do for me.."

"Ew, Perv."

"Not like that! I meant a bet." He scoffed.

"A..bet?" You and your friends raised your eyebrows.

"I'm saying that I.." He trailed off. "Challenge you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), to a volleyball game. And the winner, gets to use the gym whatever time they like."

"Shittykawa, what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that she said that she was better than me and still is. I bet she wouldn't be scared about losing to me would she?" He raised his hand waiting for you to shake it.

Everyone looked at you expectedly, and your friends could tell exactly by the look on yoir face what your answer would be. "(Y/N) no." They spoke in unision.

(Y/N) yes.

"Deal." You took his hand without hesitation. "But I choose my players first."

"Fine." You walked away to the locker room to change your clothes.

This is gonna be fun.

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As you walked again in the gym, everyone's eyes was on your exposed legs in your short shorts, and tight shirt that were clearly not your size.

"(Y/N) you can't be seriously thinking about doing this! He has the advantage!" Yui tried to reason with you, Aiko nodding in agreement.

"Relax, guys. Kageyama's friend didn't call me a queen for nothing." You laughed slightly.

"Are you ready, body gaurd-chan?"

"I swaer if he calls me that one more time.." You whispered to yourself.

A three on three, his team contained Iwaizumi-chan, obviously and their libero, Watari.

While you chose his other friends out of spite (and their talents), Matsukawa Issei and Hanamaki Takahiro. As you stood on the court, you decided to warm up with each other first. You gave up the ball to Oikawa's team so they could set first, unsurprisingly, they chose Oikawa.

"Ready, (Y/N)-chan?"

"As I'll ever be.." You smirked.

Everyone knew about Oikawa's killer serve. When Oikawa served, out of instinct Matsukawa and Hanamaki stepped out of the way. They knew this was warming up, they also knew how petty Oikawa was and how he may serve like that now but he won't serve in the actual game. What they didn't expect was you, recieving the ball in perfect formation, sending it upwards without falling to the ground or sending it outside the court.

"Oh Oikawa Tooru, You don't know how long I've been waiting for this moment."

You straightened up, catching the ball and leaning with one hand on your hip. Everyone's breaths hitched as they could almost see a bright crown on your head, with royal robes covering your body.

The Great Queen.

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this is my first time writing on tumblr and my first time writing for haikyuu i hope you like it i can make part 2 if someone actually read it

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