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omg i would love a dark!Peter or a Ransom prompt 👀 it can just be an idea, or a specific scene or scenario, whatever strikes your fancy 💖

Ok! Ransom x plus size reader: college au, fwb. Ransom doesn't want to be seen with her cause she's fat and she's cool with it cause she's literally just here for the d while she gets her degree right? Ransom's an ass but that dick is bomb and no feelings are involved so perfect. But then Ransom gets addicted to the p and wants her all to himself, still on the dl tho. His changing feelings don't come out till she meets someone and breaks it off with Ransom. Reader doesn't think anything of it but Ransom COMPLETELY loses his mind and starts stalking her, blowing up her phone, etc. Not caring if everyone knows now. Reader is CONFUSED and MIFFED!

Title: Breaking

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Plus Size!Reader

Word Count: 5,374

Summary: Ransom wasn’t eager to stake any sort of claim on you—until someone else does it first.

Warnings: College AU, Stalking, Kidnapping, Darkfic, Plus Size Reader, Manipulation, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, MINORS DNI!

A/N: thank you so much for this lovely prompt! i really hope you enjoy this little ficlet. ❤️ divider by @firefly-graphics

Ransom had found it kind of funny at first, when you’d stopped responding to his rather crassly worded “U up?” texts. It wasn’t until the third text in half as many weeks had gone completely unanswered that he’d tried calling instead—and found you had blocked him completely.

What?

That wasn’t like you. Not like Ransom had taken time to really know you, but ghosting just didn’t seem like it belonged in your playbook.

“The number you have dialed cannot be reached at this time. Please contact your service provider if you believe you have reached this message in error.”

It had taken a little finesse, Ransom laying the charm rather thickly on your friend in his business management class, the one whose name he could never remember.

“She has a boyfriend,” she’d said, twisting a lock of her hair around her finger with a nervous giggle. “But I’m, um, single.”

Which brings him to now.

You weren’t the sort of girl he usually took out on dates, and, looking back on it, you’d picked it up rather quickly. Your requests to meet at parties or the bars his frat brothers regularly visited were answered with vague no’s. Or, more often than not, ignored outright until you stopped sending them. It wasn’t your fault—he had a reputation to think about. Though tonight, ironically, his reputation is the furthest thing from his mind.

What is on his mind, is you.

Ransom’s lip curls as he watches Isaac drape an arm across your shoulders, squeeing affectionately. He doesn’t know him well—they haven’t spoken much beyond the idle chit-chat around the keg. It turns his stomach, the thought that he’d finally realized just how much you meant to him, only to have this—this boy-scout steal you from right under his nose. Out from his fucking bed.

Ransom isn’t used to coming in second place. It’s never happened before, losing something he actually wants. Isaac seems happy to be next to you, not embarrassed or hiding behind baseball caps and wide sunglasses. Not like Ransom. He’s angry—at you, a little, but mostly at himself. It’s not hard to recall how you felt underneath him, all soft skin, soft curves, and fuck. He hates himself for not savoring that last time more, for not knowing it was going to be the last time.

This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. Ransom Drysdale didn’t get dumped—he was the one who did the dumping. And, he, thinks with no small amount of derision as he watches you from across the bar, I didn’t get dumped. We were never together. You can’t break up if you’re not together. The thought rings hollow even in his own head as he nurses his fifth beer of the night. It feels stupid-no, superficial, now; the way he’d only drop by your dorm-room after midnight, showing up without calling or texting and knowing full well that you would let him in.

But not anymore.

You’re too far away for him to hear it, but when you laugh, you tilt your head back, attempting to cover your wide grin with one hand. Pretty, he thins to himself, taking another long swallow from the bottle. Fuck how had he not noticed how pretty you are when you laugh, before? Had he just never seen it? Now that it occurs to him, Ransom’s hard pressed to find a memory that isn’t just sweaty skin, and hungry words growled into the curls at the nape of your neck.

Fuck.

Those were his favorite nights, the ones he spent digging his fingers into the softness of your hips while he sank in to the hilt—Ransom shudders. Even through the condoms you insisted he wear, the memory of your slick, tight heat is enough to send a hot, jealous pulse through his veins.

“We’re not together,” you’d said, crossing your arms stoutly as you stared up at him. “Condom or nothing.”

Probably doesn’t make Isaac wear a fucking condom. He takes another bitter swallow. He doesn’t know what’s worse, the thought of you fucking that Leave it To Beaver reject, or you fucking him raw. Both make him see red.

“Right, Ransom?” Someone claps him on the shoulder, and Ransom nods wordlessly. He isn’t paying attention, not to them, not with you here. You lean over to say something to your friend, the same mousy one who’d volunteered herself in your place. Ransom scoffs into his beer.

“Three fucking weeks.” He mumbles, draining the bottle before placing it down almost too hard on the bar-top. “How’s it get serious in three fucking weeks?” He waves at the bartender, signaling for another.

“Ran, we’re heading out.” Theo jerks his head towards the door. “There’s a party at Jude’s place. Hella girls.” He waggles his eyebrows. “Drunk ones.”

Ransom shrugs bad-naturedly, grimacing. “I’m going to stay here,” he says evasively, casting another sour look at you as his lip curls. “I don’t feel like pulling your head out of the toilet tonight.”

“Whatever, man.” Theo rolls his eyes, squaring his shoulders. He follows Ransom’s eye across the bar, and smirks. “Just because you’re not getting your dick wet with your porky little sidepiece anymore doesn’t mean the rest of us have to stay here and mope with you all weekend.”

Maybe it’s the alcohol warming his gut, but Ransom’s up before he’s really got a chance to think about it, his hands on Theo’s shoulders as he shoves him backwards, hard. The other man stumbles backward, and Ransom squares his shoulders.

“Don’t fucking talk about her like that.”

“What, now you care, all of a sudden?” Theo scoffs. “Dude you wouldn’t even let her come in through the front door—”

Ransom doesn’t know when exactly he grabbed a handful of Theo’s thin hair, holding his head still while he drives a frenzied fist into his former friend’s face as everyone watches. He comes to as he rears his fist back again, the sound of his name distant in his ears, like it was spoken through glass.

“Ransom!” Your confused face in the crowd is all he can see—which is why Theo’s sucker punch catches him off guard. It makes his ears ring as stars explode in his right eye. The world tilts as Ransom stumbles, and the television static in his ears is replaced by yelling. The warm wet trickle from his nose is blood, staining the tips of his fingers red as he holds his face. Theo’s not doing much better, blood pouring from his nose, and an ugly, swollen bruise coming to bear on the right side of his face.

“Fuck you,” Theo mumbles, drawing the back of his sleeve across his bloody lip. “Fucking asshole.” He storms out, a few of their frat brothers trailing behind him as he goes.

“Are you fucking serious?” The bartender throws down the towel in his hands, before smacking them against the bar-top. “I’ve fucking told you guys about bringing that bullshit in here—”

“I was just leaving,” Ransom snaps, shoving his hands into his pockets. He hates that he can feel your eyes on him too; watchful, judging. Theo’s gone by the time Ransom makes his way outside. It’s almost winter break, and the icy night air feels good against the hot, painful throbbing in his cheek.

“Ransom.” He turns, scowling at you over his shoulder. “What the fuck was that?” He shrugs miserably.

“Nothing.”

“It didn’t look like nothing.”

“What do you fucking care?” The venom on his tongue flows easily, likely aided by the liquid courage currently sloshing around in his gut. “You blocked me. You have a boyfriend.” He doesn’t know what he’s expecting from this confrontation, but your distinct lack of a reaction feels like more of a slap in the face than anything else. You blink at him, one eyebrow quirked as if in question.

“Yeah, I did.” Why does it hurt? Ransom’s rejected hundreds of girls—some as he was fucking pulling out of them, so why does this feel like a fucking knife in his back? “I figured you wouldn’t care much, Ransom, considering.” He hates this, hates how he’s the angry one and you’re calm—the roles should be reversed. They would be, if not for that niggling, irritating feeling that you should be his, just his. He doesn’t want to admit that you’re right, that you’ve got him pegged dead to fucking rights.

“How would you know?”

“You don’t sneak girls you like in through the basement entrance.” You retort smoothly. You’ve had a lifetime of this, of learning to live in your body, of learning to weather other people’s reactions to it—it’s Ransom that’s unfamiliar with rejection, unsure of how to handle the fact that the “r-train” isn’t enough to keep you coming back for more despite his treatment.

“But I do. I do like you.” He says, running a hand through his hair. “Don’t do this. It doesn’t have to be a thing. We can just, we can go back to how it was before.” This time, you do react, your face screwing up as you regard him first with disbelief and then anger.

“Why would I give up being in a relationship with someone who actually likes me, who is willing to be seen with me in public places and with his friends— you know what? I don’t need this.” You mutter, pinching the bridge of your nose. “This is what I fucking get for trying to make sure you’re okay. Silly me. I thought we were mature, here.” You gesture between the two of you before another dry laugh bubbles out from between your lips.

“Have a good night, Ransom.”

No, no, don’t leave! The desperate thought makes his throat tight. You can’t leave me. He stumbles exaggeratedly as you watch, falling against the bus stop with a groan. The plan lays itself out before him neatly like lines on a map.

“God fucking dammit—Ransom!” You huff irritatedly. He leans against the pole, counting the seconds until you come over to check on him. You do, and he moans pitifully. “Can you walk?”

“No,” he hiccoughs, swaying cartoonishly as you try to help him stand. “Ju-hic-just go. I’ll be fine.” You blow an exasperated breath out as you straighten him up. She doesn’t talk to her parents. He licks his lips as you pull out your phone, holding it up to your ear as you wait for someone to answer on the other end. She told me that when we were smoking, that one time.

“I obviously can’t. How did you get here?” You say, holding your hand over the mouthpiece as you scowl up at him.

“Theo d-drove.” The house is only a ten minute drive from here. Fifteen, tops.

“Yeah, I’m just going to head back to campus. No, I’m gonna take an uber. Yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow, Isaac.” The little smile that curls at the corners of your lips makes him sick. “Yeah, you too.” Ransom leans on you heavily, and you don’t seem to notice when he presses his face into your hair, inhaling the scent of your shampoo with relish. Fucking Isaac.

“I’ll get the uber,” he says, slurring the words deliberately as he fumbles with his own phone. “M’sorry, Princess.” He taps the screen clumsily, selecting Home instead of Dorm, before hastily stowing it back in his pocket.

“Don’t call me that.” You snap sharply. You try—and fail—to stand Ransom on his own two feet. Instead he hangs over you, draped over your shoulders with his chin resting on the top of your head.

“Why?” The question comes out petulantly. “You used to like it.”

“Stop.”

The familiar feel of your body pressed against his is sweet in a way Ransom hadn’t anticipated. The attic’s secure. Quiet.

When the car pulls up, Ransom allows you to wrangle him into the back seat, where he sprawls across your lap when you sit down beside him. You don’t say anything to the driver beyond a mumbled hello, which suits him just fine. Ransom plays up the drunk act, asking the driver a nonsensical question that makes you whisper at him to be quite.

“Sorry. Just trying to get him home.” You reply, pushing uselessly at his head as he settles into your lap. Soft. He can’t help but run a reverent hand across your jean clad thigh. Love how soft she is.

You’re so distracted trying to keep him from getting comfortable that you don’t notice the cab is heading away from the dorm until the driver turns down the private road.

“Wait—wait, I think you made a wrong turn somewhere,” you say, leaning forward to talk to the driver. He shakes his head enthusiastically, and points at his phone’s GPS.

“No, I followed the directions,” he protests, and Ransom hides his snicker in a groan. “This is the address.”

You lean back with a dissatisfied sigh, and look down at Ransom.

“Let me see your phone.” He unlocks it and hands it over, his face a mask of innocence. You notice the mistake immediately, leaning forward again. “Could you turn around and take us back to Harvard campus, please—”

“This trip was already way out of my route,” the driver grouses, frowning at the two of you in the mirror. “And I don’t think he’ll make another trip. Looks like he’s about to puke any second.”

“He’s fine.”

Ransom retches, and watches as the cabby’s face twists angrily.

“He’s not! I’m sorry, I’m done for the night. Maybe someone else will be able to pick you up.”

The finality in his voice makes Ransom giddy, and he clutches his stomach, gagging. He’s never thrown up—he’s not a fucking freshman lightweight, he’s a fucking Sigma for chrissakes—but he’s willing to let the two of you believe he might. You bite your lip, teeth sinking into its pillow softness as you try to undo what Ransom’s done.

“M’sorry. Didn’ mean to put in the wrong hic place.”

You nod stiffly. “I know. I guess… Well, this place has plenty of couches, right?” There’s little humor in your joke, but Ransom makes sure to laugh a little anyway, nodding.

“My grandfather won’t mind if you sleep in one of the guest rooms. Promise, Princess.”

“Ransom, don’t—”

“We’re here.” The driver cuts in as the car pulls to a stop in front of the house. “Sounds like you guys have it all figured out.”

—

As expected, the only people home are his grandfather, along with a few odd members of the staff. They’re easy enough to convince, Fran and Marta ferrying him upstairs to his room while he mumbles incoherently. You help too, tugging the blanket up over him after pulling off his shoes with a grunt. It feels nice, having you care for him like this, your soft hands on his face.

It feels right.

“I’ll get the guest room set up for you upstairs,” Fran says on her way out. “I’ve got a t-shirt around here somewhere.” Ransom doesn’t catch your answer, but that doesn’t matter much, not when he knows where you’ll be. It’s strange, how he’s impatient now, here at the home stretch, but he is. The smell of you, the taste, the feel, it’s all he can think about now that he’s so close.

It won’t be easy keeping you, he knows that, but nothing good comes without a challenge, right? And with the right motivation, Ransom knows he can make you fall in line. The house quiets around him, and distantly, he hears the sound of first Fran’s car, and then Marta’s. He forces himself to wait a few minutes more, and when he emerges out into the still air of the hallway, he smiles.

The door to the guest room is ever so slightly ajar, and Ransom slides inside. You sit up sharply, and for a moment only sound between you is the quiet settling of the house.

“What are you doing?”

“I came to check on you.” He can’t see your face in the dark, but he can see the shape of you, silhouetted in the pale beam of light streaming in from the tiny window above the bed.

“I’m fine.” The words are stiff. “You should go to bed.”

He doesn’t. Instead, Ransom turns and closes the door securely behind him, slipping the key into his pocket. The sound is deafening in the quiet, and he knows you hear it too.

“Have you texted Isaac, yet?” He asks, cocking his head. The room is small, shaped oddly by the sloping roof, and Ransom himself takes up the bulk of it standing in front of the door. You seem to shrink a little in response, and your hesitation answers the question truthfully, before you’ve even spoken.

“Y-yes. You should go to—” The way your hand strays under the pillow to feel for your phone tells him the opposite. Ransom licks his lips.

“Have you fucked him yet, Princess?”

Your gasp is audible.

“Don’t—don’t call me that. Ransom go to bed. You’re drunk.”

“Have you fucked him?” He repeats it, dropping to his knees on the bed.

“Get out!” You make for the door too late, and Ransom grabs you, wrapping an arm securely around your waist as he breathes a relieved sigh into your bare shoulder. Your frustrated struggle turns panicked at the sound of metal clacking against metal. “No, Ransom no—” The handcuffs he produces from his pocket aren’t the padded ones he’s used with you before—these are the real deal, and he clamps them tightly around your left wrist, looping it around the bed-frame before capturing your right. You’re writhing and fighting, but it’s easy to ignore the pain as he locks his arms tight, waiting for you to tire yourself out.

You’re wearing just a t-shirt, and Ransom palms the heavy weight of your tits through the soft cotton with a soft groan.

“So you haven’t fucked him.”

You open your mouth to scream, and Ransom laughs.

“Nearest person is two floors down, Princess,” he breathes, a low, satisfied hum rumbling in his chest as he draws his fingers through your messy hair, before tangling his fingers in it to tug your head back. His teeth scrape at your throat. “You can scream if you want to,” he mumbles against your pulse. “You know I like it when you’re loud.”

“Ransom, stop. You’re—”

“Drunk?” He answers smartly, before shaking his head. He cups your face with one sure hand, stroking your lip with the pad of his thumb. “I know you feel bad, Princess. You let me fuck that juicy cunt so quick, you thought you needed to make him work for it.” This close he can see your face, can see the guilt you quickly try to bury because he’s right. The answer is there, written in the way you turn your head away from him, trying to hide your face in shadow. Ransom doesn’t let you, squeezing your cheeks between his fingers as he forces you to stay still, to look him in the eye.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” You spit hoarsely, and Ransom laughs. “You’re fucking drunk and-and—get off me!” You shrill, bucking against him uselessly. If he’s drunk, that’s what he’s drunk on; the heady sensation of knowing the truth with absolute certainty.

“I know exactly what I’m talking about.” He sneers, pressing you down into the mattress. The smell of your skin is intoxicating, like orange blossoms and fucking sunshine. “Fuck, Princess, I missed this.” It’s almost reverent, the way he slides his hands down over your hips, slowly working a knee between your stubborn thighs. Your borrowed t-shirt rolls up as Ransom spreads your legs, grinning at the sight of white lace between them.

He draws a finger over the curve of your cunt before cupping it.

“Why’d you block me, Sweetheart?” He asks, tracing the shape of your puffy lips through the cotton.

“You didn’t want me!” You hiss through clenched teeth. Ransom clucks his tongue at you, shaking his head, before delivering a stinging slap to your cunt. You feel it through the cotton, of course, whining and writhing underneath him as you cry out. “You’re fucking crazy—” The palm of his hand cracks sharply against you again, and it cuts your complaint short as the words disappear in a pained gasp.

“Be honest with me, Princess.” He says, grinning as you try to wriggle away from him.

“You wouldn’t even be seen with me!” Your voice cracks. “It’s not fair, Ransom!”

“You want me to stake a claim, Sweetheart? I can do that,” Ransom breathes, pushing the shirt up over your breasts, groaning at the sight of your puffy nipples. He draws his thumb across one, watching, enraptured, as the flesh pebbles underneath his touch. He trails sloppy, heated kisses up the side of your throat, nipping at the skin until you whimper. He mouths at your skin, sucking at the purpling bruise until he pulls away, satisfied.

“We can think of a more permanent solution later.” He leans back with a satisfied sigh. It feels good to mark you, to watch the bruises spread like ink on your pretty skin.

“Please, Ransom, just go!” You sob, the chain rattling against the bed-frame as you try unsuccessfully to loose yourself from your restraints. “We-we’ll just pretend it never happened!” You nod at him, like you’re trying to encourage him to do the same, your wide eyes fever bright. “It’ll be just like before—”

“Why would I want that?” He asks, reaching down to tug your panties tight, pulling the fabric tautly through the lips of your pussy like dental floss. “I don’t think you’re really grasping the situation, Princess, so let me spell it out for you.” Ransom spreads your legs wider as you stare up at him with fearful eyes.

“I don’t want things how they were before.” He snarls. “Things are different now, Sweetheart. You made them different.” Ransom slips his fingers underneath the elastic of your panties, and begins tugging them own your thighs, ignoring your whimpered pleas to wait and stop. You kick at him, a frenzied wail working its way out of your throat. True to his word, he ignores it, sliding down your body until he’s faced with the slick patch between your thighs.

“Ransom—” His name is a hoarse wail as he attaches his lips to your cunt, his tongue seeking out your traitorously swelling clit. He grins against you, dragging his tongue noisily through your folds, moaning. This is perfection, he muses dimly, lapping at you as you whine. You can’t deny how good it feels, not when he can see the evidence glistening on your quaking thighs, taste it on his tongue. You’re gasping, those precious little choking noises filling his ears as you try to swallow down the sound of your pleasure.

“Can’t fucking get over how good you taste, Princess,” he mumbles, reveling in your yelp as he sucks harshly on your swollen bud, spreading you wide with his fingers. You shake, your body jackknifing as you murmur nonsensically. He’s always loved that flavor—like fresh peaches, why do you taste like fucking peaches—

“F-Fuck you!” He doesn’t let you cum, though, pulling away to flick softly at your clit with his thumb. He draws the back of his hand across his mouth, wiping away the evidence of your body’s betrayal with a sly smile. A hoarse little whimper escapes you, and Ransom clucks his tongue, before reaching down to palm himself through his sweats. His cock his hard, so hard it almost hurts, thick drops of precum gathering at the reddened tip. He reaches for his phone with the other hand, the shutter noise clicking as he snaps a few pictures of your tear-stained face.

“N-no, no—!” You voice your displeasure with a whine as Ransom pans the camera down your body, like he’s trying to map it out for posterity’s sake. “No pictures, please, please!” Your wild, watery eyes are frantic as you plead with him. “Please don’t, Ran, please don’t send those—” A hot pulse shoots through his body at your desperation, and his cock throbs.

“A minute ago you were just telling me to go fuck myself.” He quirks an eyebrow at you over the top of the phone. “So which is it?”

“Please don’t send those.” You swallow thickly, the sound audible. “Please.”

He has no intention of sending them anywhere—except maybe to Isaac with your face cropped out, of course. But he smiles lasciviously anyway, blue eyes narrowing. Ransom runs his tongue across his lips, still tasting you on them.

“Let’s make a little deal, then.” He tugs his sweats down, and the fat, veiny length of his cock springs out. Ransom hisses softly as he spreads a sticky drop of precum across his tip with his thumb. “You’re going to end it with Isaac.” You open your mouth to complain, but Ransom forges ahead, ignoring you. “We’ll be exclusive, you and me, Princess.” He forces your thighs open a little wider. “Just like you want.” Ransom’s practically giddy with the thrill of it as your full lips begin to tremble and fresh tears track down your cheeks.

“I—I don’t want you!” You gasp, your attempts to buck him off only succeeding in wedging him further between your frantically kicking legs. Ransom clucks his tongue at you.

“I don’t know about that, Princess,” he says, slapping a hand against your swollen cunt, cupping it roughly. You squeal as he draws a finger through your slick, still throbbing folds.

“Not sure if you’ve ever been wetter.” Ransom presses your thighs to your chest. He asks, licking his lips. “It’s all up to you, of course.” Ransom lies so easily it doesn’t even really occur to him that he’s doing it.

“You tell me to go, I’ll go. But I can’t say what’ll happen to that footage.” He shrugs. He’s got no intention of leaving this room, not really, but he doesn’t mind pretending. “But if you were my girl, I might be able to swing deleting it. After all, what would I need it for? Got the real thing all to myself.” He dips the tip of a thick finger into your entrance. “Get it, Princess? No more scholarship. No more shitty dorm-room. I’ll take care of you.”

You’re so easy to read like this, your guard down and your desperation front and center. He can see you weighing the options, trying to parse out the best win for yourself in this devil’s bargain. He can see you testing the weight of your future against the events of this evening, and coming up far short. Ransom’s not stupid—and neither are you. You know what happens to girls like you when these things make their way into campus chatrooms and local reddit pages.

“You’ll really delete them?” You ask meekly, your mouth trembling. “You won’t… you won’t show these to anyone?” Ransom grins wider, drawing an X across his heart with the tip of his index finger.

“Cross my heart.” Ransom steadies one hand against your hip, his fingers sinking into the soft curve of it as he aligns himself with your entrance. His eyes roll as the head of his cock meets your cunt with a lewd, wet squelch. He’s getting impatient—after all, it’s been more than two weeks since the last time he’s been inside you, and his cock twitches hard against you at the thought.

“Okay.”

“I’m sorry Princess, you’ll need to speak up.” Ransom leans down over you, his hard eyes locked on yours. “Again.”

“I said fine!” Your quiet voice is strained. “Fine. I’ll—I’ll break up with Isaac—” Ransom kisses you, swallowing the rest of your words eagerly. He gorges himself on your mouth, sucking your tongue fiercely before pulling away to worry at your lower lip with his teeth until it’s swollen and red.

“Oh Princess.” He breathes. “You don’t know how happy I am to hear that.” He watches with dark glee when your eyes go wide as he begins to press into you, the head of his cock forcing you open. “No condom this time, but that’s alright, isn’t it?”

“Ransom!”

“M’right here,” he breathes, his hips jerking as your slick, puffy cunt sucks at his tip. “Fuck.” Ransom watches your eyes roll as you sink your teeth into your lower lip. “I know you missed it too, Sweetheart,” Ransom grits the words out through his teeth as he sinks in, his toes curling as your wet heat envelops him inch by precious inch. “You can admit it.”

The warm euphoria that spreads down his spine as he bottoms out draws another curse from his lips. You feel like fucking slick velvet inside, your walls clamping down on the girth of his cock like a wet fist. It’s hypnotic, pulling out only to thrust home again, his ears barely registering the groan of the bed-frame beneath you. The space between his temples is buzzing—your compliance, the feel of you around him, the knowledge that he’d won—Ransom’s delirious with it.

What’s even better is he can see it, plain on your face how much you’re enjoying it—how much you hate yourself for it. It makes every mumbled curse, every moan he wrenches from your unwilling throat all the sweeter. Ransom clucks his tongue at you as he leans down to capture your lips again. They’re pillow soft and swollen from his teeth.

“It’s my fault.” Ransom drives his cock into you, groaning. “I was stupid, Princess, I know. But I know what I need, now,” he says, hooking an arm beneath your thigh, lifting it so he can sink in even deeper. “Just you.” The shameful little wail that escapes your throat as you clamp down around him is almost enough to make him cum with you, cursing and crying as you do. He hangs on by the last fraying thread of his self control.

“Shit, shit, shit—”

“See?” He laughs, rolling his hips into yours with heavy strokes. “You need me, too.”

God, he loves seeing you like this, loves being the one to break you apart—loves knowing he’ll be the only one. It’s that thought that does it, aided by the miserable way you mewl his name as you cum again. His hands are tight on your hips, sinking into the heavy curve of them as he growls your name roughly in your ear. For a moment he’s lost in it; his forehead resting against yours as you milk him.

He stays inside you for a few luxurious minutes, basking in the feel of your cunt before pulling out. Ransom slaps his still hard cock against your oversensitive clit and you whine, your hips jerking. He can’t help but admire the mess he’s made, dragging his tip through your slick, sticky folds.

You watch him with red-rimmed eyes, your brows furrowing as he rises from the bed, pulling his sweats back up over his hips. He doesn’t reach for the keys, but instead slides his hand underneath your pillow to remove your phone.

“Ransom let me out, now.” Your voice is high, panicked. “You promised—”

“To delete the pictures.” He finishes, nodding. As you sputter, he removes his own phone from his pocket, and faces the screen towards you as he selects the pictures and videos from the photo album, and there’s a swooshing sound from the phone’s speakers as they disappear. “And I’ve deleted them.” Frantically, you rattle the handcuff chains against the bed-frame, trying desperately to dislodge them as Ransom sighs.

“You’re just going to hurt yourself.” You keep trying anyway, ignoring him your terrified sobs grow louder.

“Let me go! You fucking promised, Ransom, don’t leave me here—”

He cocks his head at you.

“Why would I leave you?” He asks, slipping both your phones into his pocket as he stands, stretching. “Winter break’s just starting,” Ransom says with a smile. “And I can’t think of a better way to spend it.”

the end

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sunflowerskies00 · 13 days

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too sweet, part 8

you know you don't gotta pretend

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yourusername: quick trip to MN to support my boys #frozenfour

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sednas · 1 year

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['CAUSE HE'S A F×CK BOY ─ s. gojo]

꒰ ͜͡➸ sorry what did you say? oh you want a virginkiller!gojo fic? with enemies to lovers vibes? yeah I might have this one in store for you. smut will be in the second part tho! (which will be posted in one week or five months, who knows! :))

pairing: virginkiller!gojo x virgin!fem!reader

tw: college!au, suggestive themes, virginity kink, (dub-con) make out session, gojo is annoying but hey what's new, sexual tension, light fem masturbation at the end

gojo satoru was the golden boy. the most intelligent student of his class, the most talented sports player of the school, the most popular guy of the campus, maybe even of the whole city. he was excellent at everything. people were too amazed by his talent to notice his arrogance and his condescending smile, too blinded by his bright blue eyes and his snowy white hair.

gojo was the best at everything, and it included fucking. hell, fucking was actually on top of the list. he had a cheerleader waiting for him every night in his room, sometimes he could just wink at a girl and she was already spreading her legs for him in the bathroom a few minutes later. he could have literally everyone, but what he liked best was virgins. he loved them, such good girls who managed to keep their innocence until college. they were always so easy, so pliant.

and the thing he mostly liked to do with them was fucking them so hard that nobody could ever compare after that. he wanted them to think about him every time they would fuck someone else, he wanted them to rub their thighs together while thinking about him years later, this is what he liked to do with them. of course, the thought of ruining them for their first time was also appealing, they were usually so shy and reserved, he liked to take them apart piece by piece, make them drool, and then cry, and then forcing them to look at themselves in the mirror, letting them see how the filthiest version of themselves looked like. and in the end, when they were too fucked to think, he made them say thanks.

and this was exactly what he wanted to do with you.

you were way more difficult than the others, doing your best to ignore his piercing blue eyes, answering by a simple nod of your head every time he was trying to start a conversation, leaving the room every time he was in.

yeah you were difficult, but satoru always got what he wanted.

“all by yourself uh?”

he startled you a bit, and he could see that you were already looking for a way out by the way your eyes were looking at everything but him.

he moved his body to be at the same height as you, looking at you through his glasses, and then he said your name in a sweet voice, smiling when he saw how easily he got you looking back at him, your face obviously flushed.

“finally paying attention to me mh? it's a shame that you don't look at me often, I really like your eyes, they're pretty.”

and he really meant it, you were telling him everything with those eyes, the way you were constantly daydreaming about him, how you were humping your pillow at night, imagining it was his thigh instead. yeah, very pretty eyes.

“I want to get to know ya.” he said with a smile, and he got closer.

he kept himself from laughing when he saw you taking a few steps back and then he stopped, not wanting to make you panic too much.

“here, gimme your phone.”

you obeyed after barely a few seconds, and it only confirmed what he was already thinking; you were wrapped around his finger even though you were trying to hide it.

“mmh cute wallpaper… alright I'm just gonna add my number to your contacts annnnnd… done!” he finally said, his relaxed smile still on his face, handing you over your phone.

he didn't let go of it immediately, making sure your hands brushed against one another, noticing the way your breath got stuck in your throat.

“call me okay?”

one month passed by and you never called, or even texted. gojo felt frustration for the first time in his life, and because of that he was rougher than usual when he was fucking a cheerleader, his thoughts always coming back to you, and the way you were still ignoring him even though you were fucking yourself with your fingers every night while thinking about him. he was starting to get tired of his own game, but still, he wasn't planning on giving up. and so when he saw you standing in the kitchen during that halloween party, a devilish grin appeared on his pale face...

it's already too late when you spot him across the room, his blue eyes are on you. you can barely think of an escape that he's already in front of you, wearing a black tuxedo, a white collar wrapped around his neck and long white victorian sleeves hugging his arms, and making the rings on his fingers look elegant.

“you didn't call me.“ gojo whispers against your ear, his long arms trapping you between his body and the kitchen counter.

you open your mouth but no sound comes out, your eyes try to escape his teasing gaze as you're sure he can see every little detail on your face by standing so close.

“I thought… I thought you weren't serious when you gave me your number.”

he chuckles, noticing how you're even more embarrassed to look him in the eyes when he hasn't his glasses on.

“I like your costume, it suits your body.”

you feel your skin grows hot, his voice so soft and intimate, his eyes trailing on your body from up and down. it feels like you're alone in the whole house with only him. and your heart is racing with fear and anticipation, as you bring your thighs together. gojo notices it, placing his knee between them before you can fully close them, making you gasp.

“so tell me something baby…” he starts speaking in a honeyed voice, his lips coming closer to your ear.

you blink at the nickname, his body weighting a little more on your own, your back uncomfortably pressed against the kitchen counter as your body slowly bent to accommodate to the awkward position.

“are you scared of me or something?”

a nervous laugh comes out of your mouth, turning your head to escape from his warm gaze.

“I'm not scared of you.”

he can tell you're sincere, but it only makes him want to know more.

“then why are you avoiding me all the time uh?”

he tilts his head to the side, eyes burning with curiosity and his teeth flashing at you when you finally look back at him.

“i'm avoiding you because… you're so annoying, and you fuck everyone you know and you're so arrogant, always thinking you're better than anyone else. I don't like you, at all.”

a few seconds of silence pass by while both of you just look at eachother, until a smirk slowly appears on gojo's face.

“I didn't know you were so mean.” he laughed. “but if you hate me so much why aren't you pushing me away right now?” his sultry voice keeps sliding on you like honey, his mouth so close to your skin, breath fanning over your neck.

he's right, and he knows it, smiling even wider when he sees you looking at the ground in defeat.

“that's what I thought.” he smiles, one of his hand sliding along the side of your jaw, the sudden touch making your heart skips a beat.

his pale hand looks good on your skin, you can feel his fingers squeezing lightly your throat and the atmosphere becomes more tense than before, he still has this grin, like he knows everything about you, especially how much you want him to touch you more.

you're a few seconds away from giving up, your body almost falling on the counter to let gojo fully rest on you. somehow his smirk grows wider when he sees you closing your eyes. you let out a little whine when you feel him pressing all of his body weight against you.

“that was a sweet sound baby, mind if you make some more for me?”

despite shaking your head no, you pressed your body against him, hungry for more, finding a new pleasure in being the center of his attention. his slender fingers find their way to squeeze your chest, drawing another whine out of your mouth.

“more…” he orders, the sound of his voice muffled against your skin.

you try to close your lips, in a poor attempt not to give in so easily, but your legs turn to jelly as soon as he puts his soft lips on your neck. one of your hands flew through his white hair as you gasped at this new sensation.

his hot tongue tracing kisses along your neck, he grabbed your hips, bringing you even closer, letting you feel his boner. you feel dirty, intoxicated, but the heat coming out of his body is addictive. you let out another sound and your fingers are now grabbing his shirt in a needy way, trying to get him even closer to you. you want more. you need more.

you suddenly open your eyes when you feel his warmth vanish from your trembling body. you watch him walk away in disbelief while he's wearing a wicked smile on his face.

“I think my friends are waiting for me… it was fun, you should call me later okay?” he winked at you before exiting the room without letting you have any time to react.

you're left here, breathless, blood pumping into your veins, eyes clouded with desire, a pool of arousal between your legs. your hands clench into fists, of course he did it on purpose.

your eyes are fixated on your phone as breathless sighs keep coming out of your mouth.

"fuck!" you let out an exasperated groan, throwing your head back into the soft pillows.

your fingers are still trying to reach that spongy spot inside you, you arch your back, lifting your hips in the air, hoping it will allow your fingers to touch deeper parts. but you're left unsatisfied again, your legs twitching in frustration. your head hit your pillow and your eyes go back to your phone.

"he would fuck me right." you mumble to yourself.

part two

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beomgyw · 1 month

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BLUE CRUSH

PAIRINGS: guitarist!beomgyu x afab!reader, surfer!yeonjun x afab!reader

GENRE: fluff, romance, love triangle, multichoice, smut, nsfw. (all depending on the paths you choose) somewhat plot heavy.

WARNINGS: your choices matter for the outcome!! you can choose not to engage in nsfw. IMPORTANT!! DON’T CLICK ON RECOMMENDED POSTS!! follow the links carefully and if you get lost, click back to the beginning to retrace your choices. (praying you won’t get lost.)

FEAT: le sserafim yunjin, le sserafim chaewon

SUMMARY: after a college-induced mental breakdown, you convince your parents to let you go back to your hometown and stay at your grandma's beach house for the summer. you used to be the ugly girl growing up, but not anymore. it´s your choice to opt for flirty and charismatic surf coach yeonjun (your childhood crush who had never noticed you until now) or gentle and romantic beomgyu (the boy who's always had a secret crush on you)

poor naive you had always wanted to be a writer, and poor naive you thought that a literature degree would help you become one.

you worked your whole life to get into a good university, thinking that it would be different from high school. that you would learn critical thinking instead of soulless arbitrary facts and trivia, that classes would be passionate and that exams wouldn't consist of just throwing up memorised material to be forgotten the next day.

poor you. after a year of linguistics and syntax courses you realised you hadn't been able to read a single book or write a single paragraph. was that really it? was college also gonna be a competitive hell of always studying but never really learning?

sick and tired of uni, you tell your parents that you need to get out of the city. you need time to think and make decisions about your future. however, and rather strategically, you don't specify which decisions. you don't mention that you´re thinking about quitting school, or that you'd like to become a full-time writer. you don't want to worry your parents as much as you don't want them to kill you.

after some hard negotiations, you succeed in getting them to let you spend the summer at your grandmother's beach house, back in the town where you grew up.

after a few phone calls and arrangements, your grandmother is not only delighted with your visit but has even offered to find you a part-time job. she says she knows of a small book shop in town where they could use some help. that's perfect! a bookshop sounds like a dream job! now all you have to do is pack your bags!

after you're done packing your essentials, you still have space to pack one more thing. choose one! (note, some are more important than others. also, remember your choice!):

books. are they really that necessary though? i mean, you got a job at a book shop. what could go wrong?

an extra swimsuit. trust me, you don’t wanna borrow a bikini from chaewon.

camera. remember, a picture is worth a thousand words.

besides your bag, you're allowed to carry one more piece of luggage on the train ride. which are you choosing?

yoga mat. after all, the concept of this retreat is to ponder, decide on your future and better your mental health. yoga and meditation are definitely the way to go. many people think that the beach is the perfect place to meditate.

guitar. that poor guitar that has been sitting in a corner of your room untouched for the past three years. now that you’re gonna have free time for the first time in your life, why not give it a try? you're probably gonna need someone to teach you tho.

please !! as you go on, don't be shy to comment the choices you make so i get to know your tastes better!! pretty please :)

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sungbeam · 1 year

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 : a series!

[7 OF 11 NOW CUFFED!] ; it's cuffing season! — and the boyz are in for quite the adventure as they learn to juggle school, work, friends, and love.

starring: the boyz, f!reader

genre: college au, fluff, humor, comfort, assorted pairings

word count: 216k/?? // at least 20k+ words per part

**note: the main plotline (the 4 szns) can be read completely as stand-alones. all other spin-offs can also technically be read as stand-alones, but some might require context from the main plotline. (all prev yns will appear as __!yn)

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a/n: i'm very excited for this series tbh and i really hope i retain the strength to finish it 🤧 a great way to help me out tho is to blow this post up by reblogging, esp since tumblr gatekeeps the actual fics when they're published :')

SEASON ONE: PARTY PEOPLE — jacob b.

yours and jacob's mutual friend kevin is convinced that you're meant to be, even if he only just met you. (trailer, 34k)

SEASON TWO: FLIGHT RISK — eric s.

you and eric met on an airplane, and that's where you thought it would end, but clearly the universe has a different plan in mind. (trailer, 30k)

SEASON THREE: OFF THE RECORD — j. changmin (parts 𝐈, 𝐈𝐈)

everyone thinks changmin is cute and harmless, but you know that's not who he really is. (trailer, 36k)

SEASON FOUR: AIN'T NO ROMEO — l. hyunjae

your best friend hyunjae ain't no romeo, but you're still in love... so let's hope he doesn't find out you wrote a whole play about him! (trailer, 30k)

— spin-offs & side adventures.

RHAPSODY ANONYMOUS — k. sunwoo

you never thought your humble, little podcast would ever touch somebody's soul like it did one kim sunwoo's. (trailer, 28k)

RESCUE PROTOCOL — kevin m.

another summer break, another annual trip to the lake! except, it seems like when you and kev get there, you'll have to make some tweaks to the original rescue protocol. (trailer, 29k)

AT YOUR CONVENIENCE — k. younghoon

neither you nor younghoon were party people, but you did find love in the convenience store down the block. (trailer, 29k)

HOT COMMODITY — j. haknyeon

no matter how many times he's been to this restaurant, haknyeon swears he's not just here for the cute waitress. (trailer, __)

PINKY SWEAR — c. chanhee

you and chanhee are far from the years of pinky swears, but here you are, still lacing fingers after all this time. (trailer, __)

THE REVEAL — l. sangyeon

does sangyeon really have a secret girlfriend? well... let's find out. (trailer, __)

CLASS(Y) ACTION — l. juyeon

nothing is more cutthroat than the legal sphere, and sometimes we have to find allies in the strangest places—even if he spills coffee on you. (trailer, __)

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if u wanna read sungbeam's favorites: [under construction]

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ilwonuu · 2 months

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Hey... Can you do a Yeosang fic, in which the reader and Yeosang both attend culinary school/college and happen to be in the same club...

Fluffy/slight smut

Thanks!

YES!!! OF course!!! i love writing for yeosang!! i hope this was okay<3

𓂃 ࣪˖ date? k.yeosang

summary- you finally ask out your friend that you’ve had a crush on.

warnings- making out, slight dry humping, fluff, yeosang is just a cutie, first date??, idk what else 😘

authors note- sorry if this is like so bad plot 👎🏽me waiting for my yeosang like

you have been in culinary school for a few months now. you have been really enjoying it. you made a couple friends and you are really happy.

you met a a friend group of people. them being your closet friends at the moment. a couple of boys that have been friends for awhile. yeosang, hongjoong, and yunho. you have formed a close friendship from being in the same culinary class always cooking together.

you enjoyed their company. especially yeosang’s company. he was sweet to you and always laughed at your jokes. he was cute.

you even admitted to yourself that you might have a slight crush on the boy. hongjoong and yunho simply knew. never bringing it up to you tho. they waited until you were ready to tell them.

what they didn’t know is that today you were gonna ask yeosang on a date. you finally deciding its now or never. so today after class you did just that after gathering your things.

“y/n are you going home?” yeosang asks you. you nod quickly at his words. “yea i actually- yeosang i wanted ro ask you something…” he turns to you. your words also grabbing the attention of the other two boys. “do you want to come over to my house with me. like as a date.” his shocked expression fading into a sweet like one. “yeah. i would love to.” he smiles at you.

hongjoong and yunho smirking at this interaction. “i knew it.” hongjoong whispers to yunho causing them both to laugh waving the two of you goodbye.

“okay i was thinking we could walk if you didn’t drive.” you say excitedly grabbing his arm softly leading him out of the building.

“i can drive us. i have my car no problem.” he says suddenly. “okay perfect. sorry this is kinda a lame first date.” he shakes his head. “no no i love it.”

—

you two arrive at your house.

“we can go into my room. i was thinking we could watch a movie? or if you’re hungry we can get something to eat.” you say excitedly. “i’m not that hungry right now.” he smiles as you start to lead him into your room. “okay it’s kinda weird don’t mind my decor.” you laugh at yourself quickly grabbing something more comfortable to put on.

“i’m gonna change real fast please get comfortable.” you quickly run to your bathroom to change.

yeosang takes a moment looking around your room. smiling at the decor you told him to “not mind”.

“it’s cute” he thinks to himself sitting on your bed and taking off his shoes. you join him back in your bedroom. sitting on you bed next to him. “any ideas on what movies would be good? i was think a romance movie.” you suggest looking at him in the soft light from your bedroom.

yeosang is so pretty. you just want to kiss his sweet lips. he looks so beautiful sitting there in his casual clothing. sitting back on your bed. t-shirt kinda baggy against his chest. you can see his muscles slightly peeking through. your mind slightly hazy thinking about what he would look like without that shirt.

“i love a good romantic movie.” he smiles at you. causing you to force those thoughts to go away. turning on the first romantic movie you saw was recommended.

you get more comfortable laying back on your bed. “you can lay back too.” you pat the spot closer to you. he shifts closer to you. “thank you.” he looks away kinda shyly turning his attention to the tv.

you give him a couple more looks. taking in his soft features. his soft lips. how bad you want to kiss them. how long you have wanted to kiss him. the boy is taking up all your thoughts by simply just sitting there.

“yeosang-“ he turns his attention back to you. “can i kiss you?” you blurt out. your thoughts have taken over at this point. he doesn’t say anything just slowly nods his head.

you immediately pull his lips into yours kissing him deeply. he didn’t mean to but he let a whimper slip. he pulls you to straddle his lap. you wrap your arms around his head to hold yourself in place.

you feel his tongue slide into your mouth suddenly. causing you to moan. he smirks into the kiss slowly guiding you through the kiss. both of you moaning from the contact. he pulls away to catch his breath. “you are so beautiful. you’re making me crazy y/n.” he says holding your face close to his.

“yeosang- kiss me again please.” you beg him going to kiss him again. he responds quickly to your movements. moving his hands to your hips guiding them into his. he kisses you softly. “i wanted this for so long. can i suck your dick please yeosang?” you ask him pulling away from the kiss.

“is it gonna be awkward if i do this yeosang?” you suddenly turning the conversation serious. “what do you mean?” he looks at you sweetly. “like with us being in the same culinary class. i don’t want it to be awkward if you don’t want this.” he shakes his head. “i want this. i want you. i wouldn’t have said yes to your movie date otherwise.” he smiles pecking your lips softly. “just means i’ll have class with my beautiful girlfriend. if you want to be my girlfriend that is.” he asks out of nowhere shocking you. “yes- yes i would love to.” you smile kissing him.

#ateez yeosang #ateez smut #ateez imagines #ateez fluff #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #ateez #yeosang #yeosang fic #yeosang fluff #yeosang smut

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yongislong · 2 years

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common phrases in relationship + nct dream.

wc: idk eekk genre: fluff/angst-ish/crack?/establish relationships

cw/note: none, i dont think! common things said within reader x non-idol!dreamies relationships <3 i loved writing this sm

mark... you're doing so well. exchanged in between you guys almost every day. you both could have been alone together all day, lazing around and he'll never forget to tell you how proud of you he is, and you the same, especially on his hardest days. it comes with tears, laughter, a tucking of hair behind the ears, a kiss on the crease in between your brows, or sleepy exchanges in the morning before classes or at night just before knocking out, limbs tangled. there are more lighthearted moments between you both like when he pretends to shoot webs out of his wrists but overall support is key

renjun... boi. and yes with an i, and yes he does the hand sign thing with it, like will come up to you and go "boi" and walk away because hes a FREAAAKK. a close runner up is c'mere. GAHHHH he's insane. literally insane. he has so many phrases some saved just for you but any time you hear "c'mere" you're in for it. absolutley in for it. either he wants money, food or a world domination partner. he knows you'd do anything when he lilts his pitch up a bit higher and whines, he knows hes gorgeous its infuriating but also, look at him hes :") hes jun!? your jun!

jeno... ang or pretty thing. he's a biter. IDK, okay i dont. know. but what i do know is that he bites. whether you're making breakfast or laying curled up in bed, he has this... innate alpha urge to bite your cheek his fav, lower stomach, tricep, thigh or shoulder. literally so non sexual like hes just feral. its cute though and that little ang sound he makes </3 he always apologizes with an eye smile and a "sorry pretty thing" after giggling and wiping his spit off your skin T-T lol. likes seeing ur cheeks get pink after he bites them tho haha

haechan... and scene. he thinks he in a movie fr... everytime he rants or confesses something to you and is slightly even a bit lovable or vunurable he will end it with "and scene." he claims its to break the tension but you know its bc he always puts on a happy persona and he can't handle being emotional like that with someone. hes gotten better at it since you came along yaas but will still do it after he makes out with you and it makes you violent?? and he thinks your face is the funniest thing??? hes ever seen??? everytime?? :D ... :|

jaemin... aaaaigo. obviously! kinda basic but other than pet names and endless praise hes more of an acts of service person. hes the type of guy who would like, want to squeeze their pet to death but, out of love :") and its the same with you like he wish he could be better with words but "aigo" is just so fitting when all he feels is insane amounts of love towards you and he cant... like squeeze you xtra hard lol. sometimes he does one or the other but if your being extra cute he'll pick you up and spin you around while chanting aigo over and over again

chenle... i'll pay. oh chenle and his chivarly. yes you are both broke-ish college students and yes hes paid for at least 95% of everything since you both began dating. only times you've been lucky enough to pay is when he rushes off to the bathroom and you flag down your server with debit card in hand. he zelled you almost immediatley so, cash is now a must for you. he can't help but spoil you. you'd once mentioned to him how you can't imagine what he's gonna be like once you two get steady jobs and all he did was smile at you... like the joker... spoiler he bought daegal with his first adult paycheck

jisung... smoke bomb! i.... ok so he gets into predicaments a lot and ok, tbh i dont think hes all that shy but he is kinda awkward and envionrmentally unaware? so he'll be talking to you, or anyone really, and when he senses your eyes kinda squint and a confused pout make its way onto your lips he pretends to smash something on the ground and yell "smoke bomb" and run as fast as he can but... theres obvi no smoke so he... i mean... you can picture it T-T its v cute though just not when he gets flustered in the public grocery store because you asked him if he knew what gnocci pasta actually was

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illubean · 3 months

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Valorant Protocol as Highschool Stereotypes

Characters: Chamber, Gekko, Iso, Jett, Killjoy, Neon, Phoenix, Raze, Sage, Skye, Viper, Yoru Type: Headcanons

HAHA help me valorant brainrot >.< also this is based off of my hs experience soooo yeah

Warnings: none

Chamber

your typical pretty boy

all the girls love him all the boys hate him

well...most of the girls love him

they follow him around to classes or offer him gifts or ask to sit with him at lunch etc.

and he eats up the attention every time

he's lab partners with Viper in Environmental Sciences and he likes trying to flirt with her

she actually hates him btw

Gekko

canonically he skateboards

but honestly? I can see him being on the dance team

he's so high energy, he needs some sort of outlet

he never misses an opportunity to show off his dance moves

homecoming? prom? he is the center of the dance circle

like Raze, he doesn't know how popular he is

he's just happy to have so many good friends that it doesn't even actually occur to him that he's considered "popular"

Iso

he's an ap art kid

like he walks around with a big ass sketchbook every day

always talking about his portfolio

Iso baby ily but please shut the fuck up about oil paints <3

he probably volunteered part of his summer break to come in and paint a mural for the school

I think he'd also take a piano class as like a schedule filler but he actually gets crazy good at it

Jett

pe tryhard

if you end up on the opposite team as her while playing dodge ball good luck 😓

she's always picked as team captain because literally no one else is excited as she is

she's sorta like Hairo from Saiki K 💀

she gets a lil mad when her teammates don't try

Killjoy

she's in robotics club

she's not very popular but that doesn't bother her at all

she heads straight to and from every class and spends her lunch period in the workshop unless Raze drags her off somewhere

not a lot of people actually know who she is, and if they do they just know her as 'Raze's Friend'

i think she'd remind the teacher about the homework and hit you with the "erm actually 🤓" tbh

Neon

she's on track and field/cross country

after every meet you can find her laying on the floor somewhere ready to puke bc she tries so hard to win 😭

she always ends up top 5 tho

she complains about practice but joins the team every year anyways

she carries her bag around all the time and if you open it there's like 10 water bottles in there

#hydratedqueen

Phoenix

theater kid DUHH

he's probably drama club president or sumn

bro will NOT let go of a specific song from a musical he was in his freshman year and it wasn't even his song 💀

he's been in every show every year and somehow he manages to land every role he wants

he's insanely good at the game 'bang' (mostly because he's louder than everyone else...)

he probably plans/hosts the cast parties too

Raze

she doesn't care much about her grades

she does the bare minimum and gets straight Cs

she's just here to have fun

everyone likes her because of her approachable personality

she doesn't think she's popular but she is

Sage

she's in the medical assistant class

she takes it very seriously, as she plans on going to medical school

even before taking the class she carries a first aid kit and other essentials everywhere she goes

you need a bandaid? ibuprofen? a pad or tampon? she has it all

she's also ASB president

school events literally would not be able to run without her

lets just say her college applications/resume will look REALLY good...

Skye

she also took medical assistant but was less crazy about it than Sage

she just follows her friend's lead

she thinks the skills are useful but she doesn't see herself making it her career

but also I think she would play volleyball

she's a well rounded player but specializes most in defense

still, don't underestimate her bc this girl can SPIKE

Viper

she took every ap science class offered without taking the general ones first

she complains about getting any grade below an A...

"What are you talking about? That test was easy"

sorry not everyone is as smart as you Sabine 😑

she spends all her free time at chem tutoring (even though she doesn't need it)

Yoru

he thinks he looks cool and mysterious when he walks down the halls but he doesn't

everyone just thinks his mad all the time and stay out of his way 😭

randos try to pick fights with him bc he "looked at them wrong" (Yoru wins every time)

he's not exactly a 'quiet kid' but he does lay low when it comes to the social part of school

despite his 'bad boy' look, he has pretty good grades

he's also probably one of those guys that a handful of girls have a crush on but he has no idea

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Starting a new family as soon as Tenko leaves is crazy 💀. I bet the poor boy begged his mom to not send him out,but Toshi is just way too convincing,leaving home could be a benefit for Tenko! Can't imagine him arriving home to his dear mommy pregnant/with an adopted kid amd being like "Yeah,we didn't tell u over the phone because we wanted1 you to see them in person 🥰!" Toshi would be living the dream tho. The little rat leaving amd him getting a chance to finally have peace and only deal with Tenko when he comes back home for a good two weeks and then leaves. Would Tenko get easily home sick? Would he torment the adopted child/try to interrupt the pregnancy? I got the feeling that Toshi manages to convince us to get a pet dog to be part of the family (I see Toshi being the type to love Golden retrieves since he is one himself 💞)

I love your work so so so soooo much 💗

i knoww Toshi is so crazy 😭 he's so unhinged its scary, everyone in this au kinda crazy 😭. But listen since im delulu and i can do anything in this au, lets stray away from canon 🥰 imagine Tenko comes back from college just to see your new baby, baby!Deku 😭😭 (and a golden retriever puppy)

After a few weeks of your chaotic wedding with Toshi, Tenko was off to college. Tenko fought HARD not to go, but Toshi is such a master manipulator that he won in the end and convinced you that it would be good for Tenko. Tenko being the good boy he is, admitted his loss and agreed just for you. Tenko had a plan that he would do his best to finish early so he could come home to you. While he was away at college, things got busy back at home and you got pregnant 😌. Since you and Tenko facetimed DAILY, the moment you told him the news his mind went blank. He immediately flew back, dropping all his classes. When you and Toshi returned home from shopping you both were surprised to see Tenko there, raging.

“YOU FUCKER!!! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY MOM!!”

“Young Tenko!! We’re literally married!!”

“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK”

You had to hold Tenko back from punching and kicking Toshi. You spent WEEKS trying to calm Tenko down, and when he finally accepted that its gonna happen no matter what, he decided that he would be your caretaker (he’s very protective of you), even though you aren’t even showing yet.

“Don’t worry mom! I’ll take care of dinner”

“I’ll take care of the laundry mom! Just rest there okay?”

“Oh you’re going downstairs?? Here let me carry you :D”

It was kinda adorable but suffocating. You knew that Tenko just cared a lot for you, and who were you to turn him down? Tenko enrolled in a college near home. Here’s the thing, Tenko was very conflicted. He didn’t know what to think of the baby. He kinda hated it because of Toshi, but he also kinda liked it because of you. But the day you went in labor his mind was made up. He already hated it. Toshi rushed you to the hospital and held your hand as you gave birth, never once letting go or leaving your side. The pain was unbearable, and your screams left Tenko paralyzed. How dare this unborn thing hurt you? He knew it, this was all a bad idea. As you held your baby with Toshi by your side, you cried, tears of joy was an understatement of what you felt. During your stay at the hospital, Tenko would always be by your side but he never once held the baby, too annoyed by the fact that all your attention was now at your new baby, Deku. He was so scared that you’ll forget him, so much that he slept at your room for days. You noticed this of course, and did your best to reassure him “My baby boy, don’t worry, you’ll always be my good boy hm? I love you okay? And I’m sure your baby brother is excited to see you! Here try and carry him!” Tenko hesitantly carried the baby, he kinda looked like you, but also like Toshi which was annoying. He figured that maybe it wasn’t that bad. But then the baby started crying and you immediately took him gently from Tenko’s arms. You cooed as you comforted him and let him drink milk, and Tenko SWORE he saw the little gremlin smirk, immediately making Tenko annoyed. This was gonna be tough ride.

a/n: girl while i was writing this it suddenly got deleted hsbshsbshsbshbshs it scared me so much 😭 and also thank u very much for the support i literally love u

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dollidot · 3 months

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modern!mizu headcanons

self indulgent mizu hc post because I love her so much it's insane

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has to take about 7 different supplements for about everything you'd need a supplement for

she is unhealthy with sick victorian child ass 😭

science major

competent mizu ong

spends 24/7 in the gym, she is very passionate about it

she does fencing and comes top of her class because nobody else even tries against her

except taigen, who gets his ass beat

she's very tall. imo she's abt 5'8 minimum but that's just my opinion

dresses like adam sandler and renee rapp had a secret lovechild if that makes any sense

would listen to destroy boys or tyler, the creator cause she's a loser

DARE I SAY I think she'd be amazing at cooking. she is a master in the kitchen

she doesn't enjoy cooking tho because it stresses her out

oh she's pathetic she's the most pathetic dumb pathetic lesbian EVER

she sees pretty girls and falls in love instantly (me too)

tries her best to avoid parties but would get drunk out of her mind when she gets dragged to one

reads literally all the time but she reads rlly deep books like no longer human and shit

there's slight delinquency to her but it's okay cause boy is she pretty

god forbid she have a roommate. she practically fought with college + made threats just to get her own room

she got her room

addicted to coffee except she will ONLY drink it if it's made a very specific way.

she'd have a motorcycle idk I just think that's a silly thing to think about

I think modern mizu would have tattoos. nothing too extreme but she'd have a couple on her arms and chest/shoulders

she gets good grades but almost never shows up to classes. gods know how she does it 🙏

she smells of cigarettes and very expensive cologne

and a hint of self hatred

she has flirted with every girl on campus at least once but she has never been seen dating anybody

mainly because she doesn't do relationships cause she has better things to focus on, but it's partly because she's scared of hurting girls' feelings

learnt how to play electric guitar in high school and has been asked to join multiple garage bands

she has turned down every offer

no nsfw hcs for this post because im writing this late at night half asleep. might make a separate post for that soon tho !!<33

#mizu blue eye samurai #bes headcanons #modern au #mizu my love #shes so cool #i love being gay

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ohmytomorrowisthursday · 1 year

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AOT characters in university

Hiii this is my first post like this. It is literally so unserious and silly please don’t take it personally if I roast ur fave. Some of these are soooo dumb but I hope u enjoy!

cw: drugs, weed, drinking

Floch: this dude is 100% in a frat. The guy who stands at the door decides who gets in. For the boys in absolutely every possible way. Has punched multiple holes through walls. Doesn’t talk in class, if he does his whole personality is based on being a frat boy for life. Finance major. Always wants to be ‘devil’s advocate’ in class debates. Says edgy shit just to get a rise out of people. Scared of Erwin. Posts thirst traps on instagram. Is part of the boxing club. Has never read a single page of any text book ever, just watches YouTube videos to learn.

Connie: You meet him during freshman orientation and he is now your ride or die. He’s outgoing and makes friends easily, but would 100% rather spend Friday nights playing video games and smoking weed with his friends instead of going to a party. Calls his mom often. Studying accounting because he wants to have a stable job. Makes lo-fi tracks and posts them on YouTube. Skips his morning classes because he refuses to get up for his 8am’s. He won’t plan anything but is always a good time when he comes out. Loves going for Korean barbecue. Loves watching reality tv and talking about it in the group chat.

Jean: Certified stressed and depressed. Definitely studying comp-sci even though he’d rather be in the arts. Is in your English class and even tho he complains about the work he still would rather write essays than look at his coding. Talks so much shit about the frats, still tried to join and never stops talking about them. Will get into a fight with Eren during frosh week. His mom also calls him all the time but he gets super embarrassed when she does. Brings all of his laundry home over break so that she can do it. Jean is always looking for a good time, he’s definitely planning nights out and trying to get the full college experience. Something embarrassing always happens when he goes out on the weekend and Connie and Sasha always make sure to remind him of it. The person you’d call for advice when you’re having a bad day.

Levi: Sick of it and annoyed. Philosophy major. Always debates in class and wins. You met him through Hange. You see him at the gym super late at night, between 11pm-1am when no one else is around. Hates big parties- especially frat parties- but always will text u asking how it is and if you want to leave. He likes to cook and invites you to come over to eat. Likes dressing nice for class. Uses black mechanical pencils and exclusively takes notes in black muji notebooks. Likes dark humour and will only talk in the group chat to add some sarcastic remark. Always drinking tea (duh) out of the same reusable mug. Likes going to low-key gatherings with his friends and playing card games and chess. Volunteers for the student food bank. Makes Spotify playlists. Has insomnia and will answer every and all texts you send, no matter what time it is. LOVES to talk shit and roast people who he thinks are elitist, mean and hypocritical, especially Zeke. Works as a TA and is always busy and grumpy, but his friends keep him sane.

Historia: Wants to be a veterinarian. Quiet but kind. Has a really aesthetic instagram and is always posting cute coffee shops and pictures of her pets. Her girlfriend Ymir is literally the opposite of her and they both make u laugh. You sit beside her in class because she has a gentle chill vibe and always has extra pencils to give you. Offers you gum. Would give you a tampon if u needed it. Not really in any clubs but you see her studying at cafe’s and she always says hi. 10/10 sweetie. Knits in class.

Eren: President of the frat. He doesn’t even know how he ended up here but now he’s the guy. Kind of nice when he’s alone or in class but an absolute dick when he hangs out with the boys. Gets everyone at the party fired up. His girlfriend and his best friend are so nice. Wants to be a CEO, has no idea what his business will be. Wakes up early to go to the gym and never stops talking about it. Undefeated in Catan and Risk. Secretly a reddit lurker. You helped him study for biology once and he was actually very nice to you. Invites you to the frat parties on the weekend, but doesn’t really talk to you when you go. Loves karaoke and will always find a mic to sing into wherever he is and always picks Britney Spears songs lol.

Hange: SCIENCE MAJOR. Literally the most outgoing person you’ve ever met. Befriends you in biology and helps you study. Has so many niche interest and friends from each of their hobbies. Brings all of their friends together to hang out and its the most random group of people you’ve ever seen, but everyone still gets along. Encourages you to go to the gym, and is always hitting legs. Definitely signed up for some sports leagues; is in co-ed soccer, basketball and softball. Athletic and smart. Wants to be a marine biologist to understand life under the sea and could talk about it for hours. The person who would drag you from your depression hole after finals season. In 4th year but knows people of all ages. So nice; you miss them when they graduate.

Sasha: Environmental science major. Loves nature and is part of a hiking club. Smokes weed and makes the most delicious sandwiches ever. Always hanging out with Jean and Connie, loves playing smash bros. Gets along with absolutely everyone and is invited to everything because she’s the most fun. Is so good at beer pong and always wins tournaments. She has the craziest stories. Gives u a sweater for no reason, she’s just the type to do it. Goes on runs every day and has a dog at home that she misses soooo much. Comes back from winter break and gives everyone cookies. Not really the type to date but everyone has a crush on her. Sends the funniest memes to the group chat. FaceTimes you with a wild story while she’s walking across campus. Always has snacks in her dorm room.

Erwin: Law student that has a degree in political science. Active member of the student society and always trying to get better food in the dining hall. Is your tutor and is sooooo nice. Gives u advice on how to make it through university. You could ask him any question and he would be able to help you. Likes to read. Him and Armin are your late night library friends. Loves to talk about deep random scenarios with you. Drinks black coffee and he’s muscular but you’ve never seen him eat. Is too busy trying to network in the legal field to go out to parties, but when he does he’s always the most popular person there. Used to be an athlete but doesn't really talk about it. Would walk you home from a bar to make sure you get home safe. Has no tolerance for bullshit and is ruthless to mean people; you’re happy that he is your friend. Would send you book recommendations to read over the summer. Plays chess with Levi.

Mikasa: Her major is undecided. You meet her at the gym. She always works out late and is seemingly only ever studying or doing her daily circuit. Isn’t outgoing but is nice when approached. Not really into parties or big events but will come out for dinner or go on a walk with you after class. Her boyfriend is the president of the frat and they couldn’t be more different but she still loves him and says that he is a sweetie with her. Loves it when pet-a-dog day comes around. Enjoys spending time in the women’s centre on campus. She tells every girl that she meets that if they ever need help they can call her and she means it. The frat guys are terrified of her. Has an instagram with two pictures and they’re both of flowers. Likes collecting tiny figurines. Plans self-defence classes for the girls.

Reiner: Bruh Reiner is 100% that transfer kid who still wears his old universities hoodie EVERY DAY. History major and way too into WWII. Likes to read for fun. Loves bears and will send you the cutest tiktoks. Look like he could kill you - is a cinnamon roll. Sad boy energy and loves to watch rom-coms. Listens to emo music and Kpop while he's working out. He knows where the best lookouts are. Likes older women lol. He loves going for all you can eat wings. Will have the highest grades in the class but never seem to actually study. Wants to be a teacher. Likes painting nice little pictures. Does yoga.

Armin: Another day-one friend. You meet him in your math class and the two of you get through it together. He is kind and always remembers stories that you tell him. Loves going to arcade bars and doing anything that involves a challenge. Engineering student. Loves to solve riddles and play Zelda. Watches the planet earth series and sends you facts that he learns about animals. Knows when the next meteor shower is happening and will drive the friend group out to go stargazing. Is doing a study abroad in a different country so that he can learn a new language and see things from a different perspective. Despite being more shy and reserved, he is an absolute riot when drunk and makes everyone dance with him. He always brings the best snacks to late night study sessions.

Zeke: Philosophy major and literally will take whatever side of the argument Levi is against. Fighting with strangers on twitter and believes his opinion is always right. Will give you his opinion about your life even if you don’t ask for it. TA’s a class and is ridiculously hard on everyone when he’s grading papers. Hot and popular but emotionally unavailable because of his daddy issues. Wants his PHD mostly just to flex lol. Is on the baseball team and is always fidgeting with his hands. Has expensive taste in food and likes craft beer and nice wine. Has broad knowledge but its not deep. Wears boujie clothes and has a nice backpack. Prefers backpacking over staying in hotels because he thinks it is more ‘authentic’. Can speak multiple languages. Loves writing silly notes on your papers. Says that he is too good for the frats but still is there with Eren and Floch every Friday night lol.

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ggukiepie · 11 months

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girl in luv (boy in luv pt. 6)

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: jungkook finally tells you what you've been wanting to hear for so long...but you're still not happy

tags: bil!couple, college!au, bff!jk, two idiots in love, angst (what's new), fluff, happy ending !!!, kissing hihi

wc: 3.5k

a/n: lmaoooo hi im sorry this took so long. i didn't like what i originally wrote so i scrapped the whole thing and well here it is! i hope u guys like it. this is the last part for the series. tho i do plan to post some drabbles here and there (like their first time together maybe) but no promises anw thats its bye happy reading !!!! series masterlist / main masterlist

~*~

Your phone suddenly buzzes—someone was calling you. Though, instead of answering it, you stuff your phone between your couch cushions to block out the noise. You don’t dare look at your screen, sure you’ll get tempted to answer the call—whoever that was. You haven’t got much social interaction these days, always choosing to go straight home after each class, eating by yourself, declining invites to parties and hangouts. It’s not like anyone’s forcing you to be this way. You did this to yourself, really. You’d rather be alone than hangout with people. You didn’t have the energy to do so. You just wanted to be in your bubble a little bit longer.

Deep down, you know you’re craving to talk to someone. Anyone. But somehow you always end up alone. With your thoughts.

Self-sabotage, if you will.

The thoughts don’t help either. Your mind always drifts to Jungkook. Sometimes you think about him and his girlfriend. Most of the time, you think of your friendship. You missed what you had, even though you had to guard your heart every time, even if you got your hopes up at the simplest of actions. You missed being with Jungkook because for the time you were with him, he felt like he was…yours? There was no doubt that you were his. Had been from the start but didn’t realize it till later on. Your heart always craved for him, yearned for him when he wasn’t with you. Your heart felt lighter when you were together, be it doing the most mundane of things or sharing a special moment.

If you could just toughen up and tell him how you feel. But it was easier said than done. He already indirectly rejected you when he got together with some girl. But why would he reject you if he never knew how you felt? Maybe you were too busy protecting your heart, protecting the friendship you might lose if you would’ve confessed. You never thought he’d feel the same, even though you had moments that felt like he did.

You shake your head to rid your thoughts. You try to focus on writing the essay in front of you. Your Friday nights felt different now—stuck doing homework while your friends were partying.

You’re finally two pages deep when you hear frantic knocking on your door. You check the time on your laptop and see it’s a little past one in the morning. You suddenly rush to open your door, scared that you’d get a noise complaint all of a sudden.

You stand frozen, mouth agape at the scene in front of you.

“Huh?” you dumbly say.

It’s your three closest friends in your doorway. Jimin and Taehyung are somewhat conscious—at least they’re standing upright. But you notice the sway in their stance and you can smell the alcohol off of them. But it’s Jungkook between them that makes you freeze. He’s passed out, you’re sure of it, and the only reason why he’s sort of standing up is because Jimin and Tae have his arms around their shoulders.

“Why are you guys here?” you finally say.

It’s Taehyung who speaks up, smiling that smile he has when he wants something to go his way. When he has a plan that you might say no to (which you usually do). “Jungkook,” he points at Jungkook, as if you’d confuse him with anyone else, “is drunk.”

“I can see that,” you deadpan.

“And!” Tae rushes to say, like you’re about five seconds from shutting the door in their faces. “He kept asking for you. So we are simply complying with his request.”

“Because we are great friends,” Jimin pipes in. Taehyung nods in confirmation.

“Me?” you whisper, as if Taehyung were referring to anyone else. Your mind isn’t any better than his drunk one at this point.

“Yes!” Jimin whisper shouts. “Now let us in, he’s kinda getting heavy.”

Jungkook makes an incoherent sound from where his head is leaning on Tae’s shoulder, drool making a wet patch on the poor guy’s shirt. You take pity on your best friend and step aside to let in all of them, even though your heart’s racing because Jungkook is in your apartment.

Holy shit.

You watch them bring his unconscious body to your couch (they actually drop Jungkook and giggle all the way to your door, saying their goodbyes without looking back).

You huff at the sight in front of you. Jungkook’s cheeks are flushed red and he’s a little bit sweaty. Though, he looks so peaceful sleeping on your couch. Was he really looking for you?

You get a glass of water and two aspirins, placing it on the coffee table near him. The moment you near him, you kneel by his head and wipe the stray hairs on his forehead. You look at Jungkook, like really look at him. His eyebrows are scrunched together like something’s troubling him in his dreams. His lips are in a slight pout, lip ring glistening under your light (when did he get that, anyway?), little puffs of air coming out his mouth.

“Am I…” he mumbles. Your heart races. His eyes are still closed, but his mouth continues to move. “Am I at ____’s?”

Your heart seizes at the sound of your name. You gulp and nod slowly, then realize that he can’t hear you. “Yeah…” you trail off. “You’re in my living room.”

“Oh,” your best friend says as his eyebrows scrunch up some more. “Missed you.”

You sit back on the floor and hug your knees to yourself, preparing for whatever it is that he might say next. A drunk man’s words are his sober thoughts, right?

“Jimin and Tae said you were looking for me?”

“Mhmm,” he mumbles. “Wanted to… tell you somethin’”

You shake your head. Though your heart yearned to know, you also do know it’s not the right time. Not when he’s drunk. He might just regret his words now the next morning, which might even hurt worse than what he’s about to say. “Save it for tomorrow, Kook.” You push yourself off the floor but he stops you by holding your wrist, albeit weakly.

“Nuh uh…” he whispers. “Need to know…now. Broke up with Jiwoo.” He opens his eyes slightly and looks at you right away.

“Jungkook—”

“Like,” he continues to say, “I did it for you.”

You feel your anger rising, your body heating everywhere. “I didn’t tell you to do anything,” you firmly say.

Jungkook moves to sit up and you take a step back. “No,” he shakes his head slowly. “Jus’ didn’t feel right.”

You feel tears welling up in your eyes and you finally walk to your bedroom, slamming the door and locking it shut. You block out the sounds of Jungkook weakly calling out your name. Your fists clench in anger, the words Jungkook just uttered replaying in your head over and over. He couldn’t just dump his problems, turn around the narrative and make it seem like you made him break up with Jiwoo. That you asked him to end things with her because it didn’t feel right. And he forced himself into your home, your personal space—and drunk at that! He knew all your weak spots and used it to his advantage.

You hope he’d be gone in the morning. You don’t think your heart can hurt any more.

You hear pans clinking which promptly wakes you up. You weren’t able to sleep that much, actually, knowing Jungkook was right outside your room. You guess he stayed in the morning. He’s either cooking in your kitchen, or someone’s trying to steal your pans.

Rubbing your eyes as you open your bedroom door, you spot Jungkook by the stove with his back turned to you. He seems to be making scrambled eggs—which is the only thing he can make confidently.

“Morning,” you say. You might as well clear the air as early as now. You watch his back tense for a millisecond before he turns off the stove and sets the pan on your dining table. He turns to face you and brings a hand up to brush his hair back, a nervous tick of his that you noticed a few years back.

“Good morning,” he mumbles.

“So,” you start.

It’s so awkward you might cry again. When did things get this out of place? You start to rethink your feelings. You haven’t even confessed yet it feels like you’ve lost your best friend already. What if you confessed? What would happen then? You felt your heart closing just thinking about it now. Was your friendship really that fragile? You and Jungkook hardly fought but even if you did, you always made up right away.

“___,” he says. You look up, eyes meeting his instantly. “About last night… I’m sorry I suddenly barged into your place. I guess I really forced Tae and Jimin to bring me here.”

You nod and lean on the wall behind you, preparing for a long talk with him.

“I just really missed you, I guess—”

“Do you remember what you said last night?” you ask harshly, cutting him off so quick his shoulders tense.

Jungkook swallows nervously and nods his head. “Yeah and… I don’t know if there’s a better to say it, really. But we did break up, ____. She just wasn’t it for me.”

“And you said you did it for me,” you say, pushing him to just get to the point.

“Yes, because I realized that my heart never belonged to her. It belonged to you. Still does,” he says in a rush.

You eye him sharply, staring at his features and expression to make sure he’s completely telling the truth. You want to believe him, you really do, but why would he say that then be with someone else.

“It doesn’t make sense,” you finally say. “Why did you get together with her, then?”

“I don’t know—”

“You don’t know,” you repeat, and Jungkook’s eyes widen in panic. “You think you can come running to me right after a break up? Like I’m some second option? You don’t love her enough so you run to me instead?”

Jungkook opens and closes his mouth, mind thinking quickly to say something. His hands start to tremble and he brings a hand up to push back his hair. “I didn’t mean that,” he says hoarsely. “I didn’t realize it soon… And—” he stutters to catch his breath. “I was just scared—”

You’re fuming at this point. How could he do this to you? To just play with your feelings like that? “Get out.”

“____—"

“I mean it, Jungkook,” you shakily say. “You’ve hurt me enough. Just leave, please.”

He looks at you longingly, doe eyes watering before he nods and turns to the door in silence. You watch him put his shoes on before he leaves, not sparing you a glance. You don’t realize you’ve been tearing up as well, wiping the tears on your cheeks. Walking to the kitchen counter, you realize that Jungkook made chocolate chip pancakes. Your favorite.

It’s been a week since the incident with Jungkook and you haven’t talked to him since then. You also missed your weekly brunch with your friends, too afraid to face Jungkook. Thinking about it now, were you a little bit too harsh? Maybe. You thought you’d finally be happy upon hearing his confession but instead you pushed him away, shut him out. Because you’re scared. Terrified. Things were already going so well with Jungkook when you both were just best friends and you don’t think you can lose him forever should you actually get together and then break up.

Funny since it feels like you’ve lost him already.

It’s 8 am and you’re all alone in the student council office, trying to get some studying done as you were restless staying in your apartment. Staying there just reminds you of Jungkook, so you’ve been spending your mornings here before the other people arrive.

Suddenly, the door opens which is unusual. You usually have the place to yourself for at least another three hours. Curiously, you look up and find your best friend standing by the doorway, laptop and coffee in hand.

It’s silent for a moment, the both of you drinking each other in. Jungkook looks like he hasn’t gotten much sleep, eye bags dark and skin lackluster. You suppose you don’t look any better, knowing you barely got any sleep the past few days.

“Hi,” he finally says. You’re glad you have the long table separating the two of you. You don’t think your heart can handle being physically closer.

“Are you here for something?” you ask hesitantly.

“Can I…” He trails off, looking at the printer by the corner. You’d be laughing by now under normal circumstances. You nod instead, because it’s bizarre seeing Jungkook here asking if he can print something, which is something he liked to do back when your friendship was intact. The room is silent as you see him connect his laptop to the printer, both of you avoiding each other’s eyes. It’s too silent, actually, that it’s driving you a bit insane.

“How many pages?” you ask.

“Uhm… Fifty?” he says like he’s unsure.

“Fifty?” you repeat in a gasp. The printer is free, sure, but it’s ancient. Fifty pages will take too long and you don’t know if you can stand being in the room with him for half an hour or so.

Jungkook hands you the coffee he brought with him. “I bought you coffee as thanks.” He smiles ever so slightly and watches as you take a sip. Of course, it’s your usual order at the café down the street.

He looks at you expectantly but you’re too busy looking down at the coffee in your hands, too nervous to lock eyes with him. A few seconds later you hear him exhale and it’s just the sound of the printer in the room.

Your chest feels so tight all of a sudden like it’s ready to burst out of your ribcage any minute. It feels so heavy, so constricting that it’s starting to hurt physically. Is it really worth it harboring all this anger and pain? For conjuring up these theories in your head that will make you push him further away?

You shake your head to yourself and look up expecting to lock eyes with his, but his back is turned to you.

“Did you really mean what you said last week?” you blurt out.

Jungkook jumps in surprise and whips his body to face you, doe eyes wide. He looks surprised but he also looks relieved, and your heart breaks a little more seeing the relief cross his face the moment you talk to him.

He starts playing with the hem of his shirt absentmindedly. “I did,” he mumbles. “I mean every word I said, and I’m really sorry that everything had to turn out this way when I could’ve just been brave and confessed all those years ago.”

You nod your head at his words and process what he just said. Deep down you know you believe him, but it’s hard to keep that in mind when the hurt outweighs the truth. You look up at him with a sad smile on your face. “Why now, Kook? After all these years.”

He sighs and leans on the chair in front of him. You notice his shoulders deflate and his back hunch a little. He looks tired and you feel your own tiredness in your bones as well. “I was just scared. Us being friends was so comfortable and so good… I was just scared of things changing and me losing you.”

You bite your lip to stop yourself from crying. Looking to the side of the room to avoid his stare, you whisper, “And I know—” you choke on your words and clench your hands in frustration. “And I know I’m at fault as well—for assuming and pulling away once you got together with her. I had no right because we’re just…friends.”

It’s quiet save for the printer and his feet shuffling on the floor. You turn towards him to see Jungkook slowly walking to where you’re sat. Once he’s standing in front of you, he raises his hands towards your face but stops midway. Like he’s about to hold you but he’s hesitant.

You’re tilting your head to look up at him, eyes shiny with tears but lip turned upwards in a small smile. It’s ok, you mouth, because you don’t trust yourself to speak right now. You watch Jungkook hold your face in his hands, thumbs going behind your ears to rub at your skin slowly, fingers splayed on your cheeks to wipe your tears away.

He gathers your face in his hands, thumbs gently brushing the tears streaming down your cheeks. “I’m sorry, baby,” he whispers shakily. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m so, so sorry.”

You nod your head absentmindedly, heart squeezing at the affectionate way he talks to you.

“I really am sorry,” he repeats. “I… Yeah, we’re just friends but I’d like to believe that we both just know. That you felt my love the same I’ve been feeling yours ever since. Even though we’re just friends. But…I know better now.”

You look at him confusingly and he looks away from you and smiles, his cheeks turning a light shade of red. You watch in silence as he plays with his lip piercing distractedly. Finally, he turns to you still with that smile on his face. His thumb starts playing with your lower lip but he’s looking at you with so much adoration in his eyes.

You’ve seen this look on him before, every time you’re with him, and now do you only realize that it’s a look full of love, desire, yearning.

“It’s scary if we do become something more and I end up losing you,” he starts, “but I’d rather live a life of at least knowing what it feels like to love you and be loved by you, than doing nothing at all.”

Tears are streaming down your face but you’re smiling so wide and Jungkook’s doing the same as well, with his nose even scrunching up and his dimples showing.

“I think it’s normal to feel scared,” you finally reply. “But I’d also rather live a life of us loving together than loving from afar.”

It’s silent for a moment as you and Jungkook stare at each other. He’s wiping off your tears which makes him cry a little more, so you wipe his tears next. You’re both crying now but with happy smiles on your faces and it prompts you both to laugh.

“We were kinda stupid, huh?” Jungkook says in between giggles.

You nod and giggle back. “A bit silly, yeah.”

“Can I kiss you?” he suddenly asks. Your heart starts racing and your palms get clammy. You start feeling nervous but it’s the good kind, finally getting to do something you’ve been anticipating, been waiting for ever since you realized your heart belonged to your best friend.

“Please,” you whisper.

Jungkook wastes no times in leaning forward, his grip on your cheeks tightening just a bit, pulling you upwards to meet his lips. Your lips finally touch and it steals your breath away. Quite literally.

Jungkook’s lips are soft, slots perfectly right in between yours. He kisses how he holds you—gentle and careful. Your heart skips a beat when you feel his tongue, and you grant his wish by opening your lips just slightly.

There are no fireworks or sparks or anything grand like that. Your heart suddenly feels calm and at ease. Like this is what you’re meant to do. It feels like coming home for the first time where everything feels right. You feel a great weight lift off your shoulders and you know you’ve made the right decision by choosing love.

Jungkook pulls back but only slightly so he can catch his breath. He keeps his forehead pressed against yours and when he speaks, you feel his lips move.

“I love you,” he whispers, and the way he looks at you with his eyes, like it holds so much love and adoration and it’s all for you. “Wish I said it sooner but I don’t want to think about that. Don’t want to live and continue on with regrets. I’m so happy to have you like this,” he whispers shakily. “So lucky to be able to love you like this.”

You kiss him again which causes him to smile so wide that his dimples pop out. “I love you too.” You giggle again. Saying it is so freeing and it feels so normal too. Not some grand epiphany or realization. Like you’ve known ever since. Like your heart has felt this way throughout your years of friendship with Jungkook and only now are you able to verbalize it. You know you’re lucky, too, to be able to have him in this way. But you don’t want to give too much credit to luck. You believe yours and Jungkook’s love were destined ever since.

#jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts #jungkook x reader #jungkook x oc #jungkook x you #jungkook fanfic #jungkook one shot #jungkook drabble #college jk #college jungkook #mine #writing #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts one shot #bts drabble #sab writes

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justkennadi · 5 months

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Armin if he was 🖤Goth🖤

Notes: Got this cool idea in my head abt a grown up version of asot armin 🤔 (it’s really cause i saw these pictures on pinterest tho) if u don’t know what asot is it stands for A slap on titan which is parody type series on youtube. 👍🏾👍🏾 but sorry if this isn’t quite accurate to what being goth is like i’m honestly still in my baby’s bat phase so i don’t know much 😭😭

Context: Modern Asot!Armin x Fem Goth!reader

Warnings: mention of ritual attempts but that’s it

- You first saw him in middle school on the first day of 8th grade. This new blond kid just transferred in and everyone was excited to meet him!

- Well that didn’t last long.

- While you weren’t present but apparently he started spewing crazy things and started talking to himself (or a cat, everyones stories was different) and while he did good in class teachers didn’t appreciate his out bursts.

- People were QUICKLY frightened and bothered by him. He had no friends.

- You were dipping your toes into the whole gothic subculture yourself at the time but you weren’t too interested. However it seemed this new kid was in love with the whole thing. He wore all black all the time, sometimes a bit of eyeliner. He had the whole vibe to him.

- So something about him interested you.

- However, before you got the chance to go up to him, he ended up getting expelled and put in a mental hospital for attempting to perform a ritual on a 6th grader? Yikes.

- He made the news and that’s when you learned his name. Armin…

- As the years went by you slowly forgot about him. But how could you fully? He was your craziest story to tell to friends. A funny and wacky memory to reflect on.

- Now you are in your 2nd year of college. You have decided while you aren’t fully goth(at least you thought) you liked the idea and did get into some of the music and fashion but you stuck to causal clothes most days. And you never got into the heavy makeup you see most goths wear. You learned it’s more about the music anyways which helped.

- You had a slight fascination with darker things and had to constantly tell people you aren’t depressed even if you looked the part.

- One day, while in the library looking for an Edgar Allen Poe book for your book report you accidentally bumped into a slightly taller boy.

- “Sorry! My bad-“

- You realized as you looked at his face…well, did you realize? Is this him?

- “It’s fine.” The boy quietly replied.

- Oh.

- He had blond hair…blue eyes… this could be any white boy honestly. Plus his hair was shorter? And he looked more….put together? He wore a plain brown suit get up with polished brown loafers.

- “Is something the matter?” He asked looking at you.

-“Sorry…i’m sorry you just look.. familiar?” You say squinting your eyes slightly but you realized you might be acting weird so you start to go around him after apologizing again.

- However, before you can…

- “Let me guess. You remembered the crazy, sadistic boy from your childhood and i look like him.” He says stopping you.

- You slowly nod.

- “Yeah, well, it was me.” He looked away for a second. Possibly embarrassed?

- “Armin? Well, you clean up..nice…” You say taking in his appearance once again.

- “Well, a few years of a mental hospital and therapy can do that….” He chuckled. “I see you’re looking for an Edgar allen book too?”

- “Yeah…we get to choose and author and analyze their writing style for my English 2020 class….” You say looking at the shelf.

- “Mhm…I did that last year.”

- “Can i ask what happened to you?” You say abruptly.

- “Y’know…I’d rather talk about that over some coffee.” Armin says laughing once again. “If you don’t mind?”

- This Armin was a now refined gentleman. He leads you to a small coffee shop on campus after helping you pick a book. He even holds the door open for you. From what you remember he used to spit at girls, asking them bizarre personal questions, now he’s holding open doors and pulling your chair out.

- After you two get coffee he tells you everything.

-“So after the therapy and being in a crazy house for years they finally broke me. I started talking about my feelings and whatever and how my when my parents died i lost it and my grandpa wasn’t paying attention to me and blah blah blah. And i guess it was just a phase…well not fully.”

- “How so?” You say sipping on the coffee you got.

- “Well, i may not look it, but i consider my self to be a bit…how do you say..gothic?” He smirks.

- “Yeah i never would’ve guessed. You look more dark academia like.”

- “I don’t dress in all black all the time, you know it’s more about- “

- “The music?” You interrupt.

- Armin smiles. “Yes. Exactly. How did you know? Unless…”

- You smile a bit while nodding your head. Well here’s finally someone you can be yourself around! Everyone else either thought you were weird or a poser. Most just ignored you.

- After that day you and Armin start hanging out. He shows you his room which had many gothic band posters on them like Sisters of mercy posters and Siouxsie and the banshees posters and other plain ones with just bats on them. His room was a bit dark also being mostly black and gray and brown.

- You two loves making goth like inside jokes or thrifting for new accessories or even weird things.

- Armin liked to collect really weird things like taxidermies bugs and mini skulls or halloween themed things.

- He was also a night owl but he had to be awake in the day too so he did end up having slight eyebags and a constant yawn.

- He was really serious about looking presentable though. So as a result he normally just drink a dark coffee everyday. You tried it once and immediately spit it out. “This is so BITTER!?” You say in disgust.

- “Like pure caffeine.” He says taking his cup back and smiling.

- Sometimes you’d two match outfits or at least tried to coordinate them.

- People started to think you two were dating at one point. You never thought of Armin like that but the idea didn’t hurt…

- Sometimes armin tells stories from his past. Explaining how he thought he was a “crimson king” for a while or how he’d sacrifice animals like squirrels. He seems horrified with his old self but not horrified to the point where he can’t laugh about it.

- He was your favorite gothic person now honestly🖤🖤

#aot x reader #armin imagines #aot armin #armin attack on titan #asot #asot armin #gothic #x goth reader #goth armin #armin x goth reader

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shayyprasad · 4 months

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prom and the public | tom holland

reader is 20-21?? tom is 25-26?? don't hate 5 years isn't even that bad (y are age gaps kinda hot tho [not like 13 and 68 {because that's weird}] yk what i mean?????) 2.6k words+

def one of the longer ones

send in requestssss pleaseeeee

tw: mentions of sex, batman tom

you sat in a seat as your professor went off about something, trying not to fall asleep. he sounded so passionate about it. and the things is, if he were talking about actual academics, like you major (biotechnology) then of course you'd pay attention, as that was your interest.

but no.

he was off about his ex-girlfriend, trying to convince his class, and quite evidently himself, that it wasn't his fault samantha left him. you felt slightly bad for the man, because it really seemed like he was about to have a mental breakdown.

he'd been like this for the last couple of classes, and it was driving you beyond insane. he hadn't been making any progress with his love life, and you hadn't been making any progress with your life and to-be career.

so all in all, it was a lose-lose. but after watching him like this, you decided you were glad to not have a non-existent love life.

not that anyone knew you had a love life.

because as of now, you hadn't gone public with tom. it's not that you weren't serious with him or anything, it just never needed to happen. you never needed to go public, so it never happened.

the older man cleared his throat and blinked rapidly, checking the time on his watch. "well, just a couple minutes until this class ends. i must thank you all," he placed a hand on his heart, "for being here to listen."

not like we had a choice.

"anyways," he nodded as he picked up a stack of paper and handed it to the girl in the first row, "here, just take one and pass it down. as you all know, prom is soon, and the faculty just finalized the date, which is 3 weeks and 5 days from now. bring a date, and don't end up like me, all sad and lonely."

"don't be pathetic, basically," a boy in the 3rd row called out, causing some others around him to laugh.

as soon as you got the paper, you skimmed over the details, then flipped it over, sinking down in your seat.

"yeah," your professor sighed, "basically." and after a moment, "well, out you go. out, out!" he shooed everyone away and you felt relief take over, glad to be out of that hell-hole. since that was your last class of the day, you'd get to go home now. to tommy.

it had been only a couple months since you'd moved with him, and you had absolutely no regrets. the entire thing only had you feel closer to him, and as tom worked, you finished up college.

at first, you weren't sure. you felt bad getting to live off his money like that as he paid for everything, and you wanted to contribute. he'd assured you that it wasn't needed and that he had more than enough money to keep the two of you going. so you quit the job you had at the old cafe, moving out of your tiny, smelly dorm, and in with him.

and it was probably one of the best choices you'd ever made.

you unlocked the car and tossed your things in the passengers seat, starting your drive home.

you weren't planning on going to the prom, because everyone who was going had dates, and you couldn't take another boy because you were literally dating tom (not that it was a bad thing, because it most certainly was not), and you couldn't take him either. you knew he'd feel bad if you told him, and you didn't want to pressure him into going public.

you were totally cool with the "independent woman" thing, because woman slay, but it was different at college. or at your college.

date = cool.

no date = not cool.

so you just planned to stay home for that night at binge-watch disney movies with your boyfriend. it was a well thought out plan, you decided.

when you got home, you parked the car in the driveway (which was massive like the rest of the house, because marvel, duh) and swung the backpack over your shoulder. you went up to the bedroom first, dropping the backpack, stuffing the paper in the side table's drawer, and changing into something comfier. you were too lazy to take off the makeup, so you just let it be.

you finished up your homework so that when tommy came back, you'd be able to spend time with him. after that, you started dinner and turned on a tv show, merely to entertain yourself. soon enough, you heard keys jangling and the door unlocked.

"hey, love, i'm back! where are you?"

"i'm in the living room, babes," you called back, smiling as you saw him approach you, taking a seat on the couch beside you. "how was your day?"

"it was okay," tom responded, leaning into you. "yours?"

"okay, too. nothing much interesting happened. stupid biotech teacher won't do his job and teach me. kinda feel bad for him, though. poor guy."

"with how smart you are, y/n, you could get off teaching him."

"thanks, baby, but i'm really not as smart as you think i am," you laughed.

"nuh-uh. you are. biotech isn't easy. you have to be, like, smart and stuff."

"i'm glad you think i'm 'smart and stuff,' tom."

"no! i'm being for real!" he grinned, tickling your side and making you squirm and laugh. you swatted him, screaming for him to stop.

"tommy! babe! s-stop, that- that tickles!"

"not until you admit my girlfriend's smart!" he retorted.

"okay! okay, fine! sh-she's smart, now stop!" you squealed between fits of giggles.

"alright. i'll stop now," tommy smirked, pulling you into him. "i love you," he murmured.

"yeah? well, guess what? i think i might just love you, too. so you're in luck."

he rose an eyebrow, raising his arms to tickle you again, "you think, y/n? you think?"

"no. no! i do! no more tickling!"

"hmm, okay." he paused, "love?"

"huh?"

"i'm really glad you moved in with me."

you looked up to him and smiled, "i'm glad i moved in, too," pulling him in for a soft kiss.

soon enough, three weeks passed, and there were only a couple days until prom. you didn't tell tom, so he still didn't know. you'd just gotten back from an extra class for your major, it had been optional, but you went anyways. it was saturday and tom didn't have work.

you walked into the kitchen and saw him sitting on a chair, hands crossed folded on top of the table.

"well, well, well, l/n. you've arrived."

you raised your brows and stifled a laugh.

"...okay? what- what're you doing?"

"is there anything you'd like to tell me?" he asked, dropping his voice down an octave.

you tilted your head to the side, equal parts amused and uncertain. "no?"

"i see. well, i was cleaning up today, and i came across something you might find interesting."

"god, thomas, you sound like my mom when i was 15 and she found the condoms that i bought at the convenience store and hid."

"you were having sex at 15?" he asked, breaking character.

"no," you replied, pouring yourself a glass of water, "16, though that's not relevent at the moment. and before you ask, no, it was not good. now go on."

he cleared his throat again, sliding a paper across the table, and narrowed his eyes at you.

you sighed, "oh, jeez, is this-"

"yes."

"why?"

"why not? prom is the best!"

"that's not what you say when you have random girls dm-ing you to take them."

"well, you aren't a random girl. not really, given that we share a bedroom and have se-"

"okay, yes, i get it. and it's not a biggie," you paused to take a sip of water.

"of course it is! it's prom, babe! you went in high school, didn't you?"

you hesitated, "well, yes. but- but this is different."

"ooh! i can take you dress shopping! oh, wait-"

"tommy, love, we haven't gone public."

"right. wait, how's it different?"

you blushed. the concept of actually explaining the concept was much different. "um, well, you see- gosh, okay..." you pressed you lips, settling on, "you're too old to understand." (he wasn't old, just a bit older than you, hence the inside joke.)

"nope. won't work."

"ugh. don't laugh, 'kay?"

"i won't. promise."

"i don't have a date," you explained. "but, but that doesn't mean you have to go with me, because i'm not trying to guilt trip you or anything, because that's wrong. i'm just saying, well, okay, it's a little harder to explain. uh, not actually, now that i think about it, it's silly, but my friends have dates, and i just don't wanna third-wheel both of them. fifth-wheel, i guess. you know, since there's two. look what i'm trying to say-"

"you're rambling," he laughed.

"i kn-"

"and i get it, y/n, but if you want i'll go with you."

"but-"

"yes, i know we're not public. but what better way is there to announce us?"

"so-"

"yeah, i'm okay with it. it's not going to affect me as much as it will you, because you'll be the new one, you know? spider-man's girlfriend this, spider-man's girlfriend that."

"oka-"

"so, really, it's up to you. i'm okay with anything."

"christ, tom! i swear, if you interrupt me one more-"

"sorry, love," his eyes widened as soon as he said it, and he covered his mouth with his hand.

"oh. my. god. i'm okay with it, tom, i've always been. i just- i wasn't sure if that's what you wanted."

"of course i did, y/n. you really think i don't want to show the whole world that you're all mine?because you are. you're it for me."

you grinned, "really?"

"really."

"you're it for me, too."

"so it's final, then?" tom checked.

"yep. so... when can we go shopping?" you asked innocently.

he rolled his eyes playfully, "i suppose we can go now, if you want."

"yes!" you squealed, maybe a bit too quickly.

so that's what the two of you did. you hopped in the car and he took you to a nice (and expensive, but you didn't know that at the moment) dress shop. you were incredibly nervous about people seeing you together, considering that the decision was slightly impulsive.

but when you got there, you and tom were suprised to see that there wasn't really anyone there, except for one or two other people, but tom had pulled his hoodie over his head, which did in fact make him look odd, so no one recognized him, not really.

you picked out 9-10 dresses, and dropped them in the cart that tom was pushing around, analyzing every detail.

at first, you hadn't been excited. but now that spider-man was showing up witn you, you had to dress to impress.

"okay," you declared, setting one more in, "i think that's good for now. to the dressing room!" beaming, you pumped a hand in the air.

"whatever you want, babe," he grinned, matching your energy.

his critic was not at all helpful, because he insisted that you looked breath-taking in everything you wore, and as much as it boosted yout confidence, it wasn't particularly useful.

"it looks really nice on you, love."

"it's neon orange," you snickered, raising an eyebrow. "i look like a highlighter."

"a super sexy highlighter."

"thanks."

you immediately put it back on the rack, grabbing another one instead.

this was a dark, navy blue, intricate flowers decorating the dress. you liked it, but it didn't seem right on you. so you tried again. this time it was a lush pink, with a heart-shaped neckline, the train was long, but it was too long. the next one's v-neck was something tom was not on board with.

"i don't want to seem controlling or anything like that, because you're allowed to wear whatever you want, but this seems, um-?"

it's giving stripper, which is a vibe, (sometimes??), but not the vibe i'm going for.

"yeah, i know."

back into the dressing room.

you'd tried a million dresses, and this was your last one. you stepped out of the room, ready to give up on finding the perfect one and just going with the blue dress.

the second he looked at you, though, his jaw dropped.

"it's good?" you asked, unsure.

"it's the one. for sure."

the gown was a deep, dark red, with a train that was the perfect size. the v-neck wasn't too deep, so it didn't expose you too much. the material hugged your curves just right, making you look like a princess.

hell, you felt like a princess.

"i like it, too. maybe we can get you a matching tux? if you'd like?"

"perfect idea. i can't wait," he moved closer to kiss you. "you look pretty in this dress. not that you don't look pretty when you're not wearing it, because you look pretty no matter what-"

you cut him off, giggling, "i know, tommy."

"good. shall we go check this out?"

"yep!" after that, you went and got tom's suit, some accesories, shoes, and a new clutch, also courtesy of tom, even though you told him you really didn't need it; "just let me do this, you know i love to!"

and then?

and then it was prom night. you'd just finished curling and setting your hair, and you were ready. you admired yourself in the mirror, for once feeling confident in your body. too bad you'd have to take it off at the end of the night and then you wouldn't feel pretty anymore.

"you ready?"

you snapped out of your thoughts, looking up, "uh, yeah. you?"

"yuppers," he smirked, making you laugh slightly.

"you're really beautiful. but i'm not just saying that because you're all dolled up tonight, but because you really, truly are on the inside. it's part of the reason i fell in love with you, and how pretty you are on the outside, which you really are, is just a bonus. i love you, y/n."

you swore you felt tears burning the backs of your eyes, because how did this man always know exactly what to say?

"you're very pretty, too. and i love you more."

"i love you most."

the rest of the night went fairly smootly. it was really what you expected.

some asked for photos and autographs.

some gaped.

some whispered and asked you questions: "you're dating y/n?" was a common one. along with how you met, why he was dating you, if he was getting paid (or laid)... like you expected.

your friends were shocked, to see the least.

elise almost died, "babe! you're dating my celebrity crush and you didn't tell me?!"

"meh, andrew's my favorite, but you're cool, too," grace, one of your friends shrugged, half joking. she was... less enthusiastic.

grace gave him a one-over, "you better not hurt her, because-"

he chuckled, "you'll kill me?"

"no," she paused, "i have a feeling she'll do that herself."

that caused another round of laughs. a couple hours later, a slow song came on, and you looked over to see tom talking to your friends' boyfriends, and you smiled, glad they got along. you waved him over.

"hey, darling. your friends are nice," he commented, swaying you softly.

"i'm glad you think so."

"how come i haven't met them before?"

you shrugged, "we weren't that close then, but we are now."

"ah, i see."

it was just the music in the background, as you'd tuned out everything else. you gazed into his soft brown eyes, feeling so greatful for him. yes, braving the public was something you'd have to do later on, but for now, it was just you and him.

just you and tom against the world.

so he kissed you like no one else mattered, and in that moment, no one else did.

#tom holland x reader #tom holland #fluff i think

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burgerputty · 2 months

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Do you think you'll ever expand on the au where Gideon and Wallace were basically role swapped? Hopefully that doesn't sound pushy or anything; I just loved the concept, especially the possible roommate dynamics between Scott and Gideon :]

I just realized I had asks and I never answered them but ga I need to! I’m glad your interested in it but I will explain what it is so far I’ll go in sections so it’ll be more organized. This is pretty long tho I’m bad at explaining so bare with me! I’m kind of gonna use this ask to explain the whole au if you don’t mind lol. Feel free to ask more questions!

The au itself explained: Gideon and Wallace are swapped roles. So now Wallace is the big evil character and is presumably Scott’s evil ex. Gideon is instead put into the role of being Scott’s roommate. He is described as Scott’s gay nerd roommate or just roommate. Since Scott doesn’t really have any real ‘evil exes’ during a random moment of being drunk Wallace remembers about his relationship with Scott (which is just college scollace fling, however I may change this later I’m unsure) and posts a thing on Craigslist and Ramona’s exes agree to work together with Wallace to terrorize BOTH Scott’s and Ramona’s love life.

Gideon: so it’s notable that Gideon being in the role of Wallace expands on his character if he wasn’t exactly ‘evil’ but unlike the anime that explores this concept I still believe he wouldn’t be the best person, and would still have his underlined struggles that are implied, just no status to inflate his ego. Unlike Wallace he is really bad at picking up guys lol, and is not really as accepting of Scott moving on with Ramona. He’s more distant and rude but he’s also snarky (just like usually Gideon lol.) Usually just games or goes to work, occasionally going out drinking with Scott’s friend group, (but no one really likes him.) also idk if he’ll go by Gordon or not.

Wallace: Wallace is an evil ceo that freezes his ex boyfriends in cryogenic tubes. He’s just straight up comically evil just super gay if that’s really the best way to put it lol . He’s a much more less insecure version of Gideon though I will say that. I don’t know if I will implement the glow as a concept for him since it’s a very Gideon specific thing that ties rlly deep in his character imo, but like Gideon he doesn’t really love his ex bfs but rather think of his boy toy trophies. I need to expand on him but this is it for now. He is also way less violent and angrier than Gideon.

Scott and Gideon’s relationship: So unlike Scott and Wallace I actually see Scott and Gideons roommate dynamic as the complete opposite. Gideon is almost like the opposite of Wallace in a way at handling certain situations. Wallace is willing to let go when Gideon is not. So the two met their first year of college in a similar fashion, Gideon compliments his Zelda shirt and class and the two just kind of click. They are both losers in college and enjoy being nerds but also try to get girls, (usually fails.) Scott often times comments on how Gideon is an ‘anti chick magnet’ Eventually when drunk Gideon says he likes dudes and he’s just gay after that. So eventually Scott gets with envy, Gideon thinks his band is lame and none of Scott’s friends really like Gideon but yadada. Obv before Gideon tries to hit on Scott but fails in a similar fashion as Wallace in canon. I like to think Gideon has a one sided crush on Scott but it’s like a huge crush that dies within time so yeah super one sided (sorry I’m scideon brained). So in the present Scott just kind of ended up living with Gideon. Gideon is quick to get annoyed with Scott but is also deeply attached to Scott I think and of course cares about him. He is more meaner about Scott breaking up with knives (rightfully so tbh) and is just more meaner to Scott in general, even if at times it’s just playful. He’s also not really that supportive of Scott’s relationship with Ramona but comes to terms with it eventually. But it’s notable he secretly hopes him and Ramona’s relationship fails, (yeah he’s still kind of an ass lol.)

but yeah that’s kind of it for now sorry it’s so long😭😭 I hope it makes sense. I seriously need to draw the au out more.

#scideon #Scott pilgrim #scott pilgrim au #gwall #g-wall

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liannelara-dracula · 2 years

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hi! could you do headcanons of how the sakamakis are at school? like how they are in the classroom, what cliques they might be in, after school activities etc. ? thank you!

Ryoutei High-The diaboys at school (s + m + t) hcs

Hi Love,

Sorry, this has taken so long, I'm really trying to put this together for you. I'm really glad you asked this because I've been wanting to talk about their school life for so long. Really hope you like it though. :)

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General hcs (before we begin)

📚Okay, so it’s an academy and a night school, so just keep that in mind.

📚The name of the academy is called Ryoutei High School Academy

📚The town's name (not 100% sure) is Kaminashi.

📚High school in Japan is only three years.

📚School times are: 8:00pm/20:00 - 2:00am/2:00. Lunchtime is 12:00 am/24:00 (canon in a drama cd of theirs)

📚Like most schools, class is about 6-7hrs.

📚The school allows students of all grades to participate in things together.

📚It is a school with lower attendance than a regular school seeing it's an academy.

📚They have school festivals/field trips

📚Everyone who attends is from a rich family (I assume).

📚And you know everyone wears a uniform, but I do picture everyone does alter it to their style. We will get into that later tho.

📚The main school colors are Red, White, and black. Sometimes there are embellishments of gold tho. (not confirmed it just looks this way.)

📚I picture they have a basketball team and cheerleading team.

📚I know they have a music room, and I picture there to be a gym where gymnastics is practiced.

📚I also see that ballet, art, and singing classes are offered.

📚The school has a lot of school festivals and assemblies for all grades.

📚They have school dances and parades too.

📚I could see that some students play baton when they have parades and stuff like that.

📚The school has two stories and a rooftop.

📚Apart from having a cooking class, they also have a library and a music room.

📚Oh, their dad is actually the nurse at the school. (canon)

📚There are clubs and everyone is in their own clique (well most are). But tbh most dl characters are not to keen on cliques.

📚I will say that school in the demon world is completely different tho. (let me know if you want a post about it, it sounds cool!)

Sakamaki

Shu:

📚Third-year, but he is repeating the year as we know.

📚Technically, he would be in college/uni.

📚According to the manga and what I’ve heard people have called him the music-king.

📚I get the vibe that people think he’s like some legend or something.

📚So he gives off the vibe as a cool closed-off rich boy who listens to music.

📚And a lot of girls like him—like, every b!tch has got a crush on this guy or did at one point.

📚I can’t even begin to say how many love letters he must get--and how many women throw themselves at him.

📚He is very popular.

📚Has no rivals but guys want to be better than him.

📚He doesn’t really alter his uniform just has a few buttons undone.

📚He always has his earbuds in and sleeps anywhere.

📚Teachers get mad at him for sleeping in the halls and in classes when he decides to go.

📚He only shows up to music class routinely since it’s the only period he deems interesting.

📚He doesn’t pay attention to anyone though like in class he never utters a word and when he does it’s only because someone is asking him something or if the teacher wants a response.

📚And even then it's not much its usually just three words.

📚Girls gush whenever they get the chance to talk to him.

📚Sometimes he has talked to girls, if they are his partner or if they flaunt their skirt and depending on how short or tight it is around the h!p area he judges their undergarments and makes them feel shameful. But that’s about it.

📚He does the bare minimum to pass so he won’t go to the north pole again.

📚Goes to the school ballet recitals to see the girls dance.

📚Rejects every chick who asks him out—and he has no shame in telling them he’s not interested.

📚Although he might bang one chick for a fling if he feels like it.

📚Gets a bunch of chocolate and love letters during valentines day/white day.

📚He lays down anywhere and likes to get a view up girls’ skirts.

📚He swears girls don't wear shorts under their skirts because they're trying to amuse/sed*ce him.

📚Sleeps in detention, but most of the time he doesn’t show up.

📚Speaking of sleeping, you can find him on benches, on the field, rooftop, in a vacant room, anywhere, even in the janitor’s closet.

📚He isn’t in any groups, labels, or afterschool activities.

📚Since electives/clubs are required, he chooses music-related ones.

📚I know his grades are relatively low but if he tried he’d have better grades than Reiji.

📚Sorry Rei.

📚His desk has collected dust due to never attending.

📚He once had a locker but bc he never attends school they thought it belonged to no one and when the janitor opened it up to clean after the school year was over, it flooded the room with love letters and expired valentines day candies/chocolates.

📚It was a disaster and took hours to clean up.

📚The triplets were so jealous he got so much in one year.

📚Reiji was so mad because he had to write a check to pay off for the damages it caused for the school.

📚It damaged the property with the locker being busted and sticky because of the melted candy. And because of the avalanche of unrequited love letters (over 3000 love letters) and all the candies--it all collapsed on the poor janitor. Costing them even more money to pay off for the guy’s health insurance.

📚 Their father wasn’t pleased at all.

Reiji:

📚A third-year as we know.

📚Seems like a teacher's pet, all the teachers praise him tbh.

📚In class he’s usually quiet unless he notices that the teacher messed up or if he’s giving an answer.

📚He doesn’t show off his intelligence too much tho because it's a poor action for someone with manners.

📚Although he will demonstrate if given the opportunity.

📚His favorite subject is science, more specifically chemistry and he usually likes to do his experiments alone but will work with groups or a partner if he must.

📚He keeps a model image for his family tho because he doesn’t want anyone to catch on to anything.

📚Plus he’s a model student, but he is like annoyed by practically everyone.

📚He has probably been a TA for some classes and he gets to help out his younger brothers.

📚someone please ask about TA Rei hcs. Plz!!! @mikalara-dracula we should make them!

📚Sits in the middle row, probably near the end of a row.

📚Has good grades pretty much everywhere except P.E.. He sucks.

📚If someone is better than him like Ruki, he feels automatically challenged.

📚His rival is Ruki in fact.

📚And so I could see that his locker is like on the opposite side of his so Reiji usually gives him bad looks and vice versa lol.

📚Oh Ruki even shows off the girl he has to Reiji just to annoy him. Like right where the lockers are he’s like making out with her and Rei is annoyed af.

📚His locker is very neat too, it smells like tea.

📚Has a lot of science books in there and possibly an extra pair of gloves, and a handkerchief.

📚Probably has all the shelves and everything all organized.

📚His desk would be just as neat.

📚He has received some love letters and he just finds it amusing.

📚Tries to find out if Ruki receives more love letters than him xDD.

📚Reiji takes them home and reads them and ended up grading them.

📚He keeps them in a box to keep a record and see if the letters he will receive again are from the same people or not.

📚He once got two letters that he graded as an A-minus so he wondered if it was from the same person.

📚He plays detective during this time and once he figures it out he just keeps it to himself.

📚But will tea$e the girl indirectly whenever he is alone with her.

📚One time he got a diss letter but it was written by the triplets but they posed it as a girl writing the letter.

📚He was so confused by it, especially by the slang in it. He thought it was Ruki, but deep down he knew he wasn’t the type to do that.

📚Since electives are required he is probably in cooking class seeing he can put his skills to work. But he feels challenged because Ruki’s in there.

📚They probably debated once about who made a better carbonara dish and the bickering never ended between them.

📚He doesn’t have any cliques he’d been in but he might befriend some nerds and I’m talkin’ hardcore nerds at school to keep an image.

📚Usually he stays after school and a bunch of girls ask for his help and they try to fl!rt with him. (It was mentioned somewhere in the game.)

📚I picture that a lot of girls like him too because he’s smart and he acts polite to them as well.

📚Reiji does date (there’s been implied evidence in the game translations that he has in the past) and when he does it's really to benefit him and his family image.

📚 It’s all fun and games nothing serious. After all, this boi knows that his dad has someone picked out for him already.

📚If he’s in a club, it would be a chess club, as one would assume. The nerdiness gets real in there.

📚 Or possibly a debating club. Or better yet, a nerd-debating club! And as a plus, Ruki’s in there. AND—they’re on opposite debating sides!!!

📚If the school has a student council he’d be a part of it for sure.

📚Usually you will find Reiji in class or if he’s not, he is usually in the laboratory or the library reading a book.

📚If his brothers get in fights he tries to pretend he doesn’t know them.

📚One time his brothers got him in detention and when Ruki found out about Reiji being in detention, he never let him live it down. He tea$es him about it until this day and will randomly bring that subject up if Reiji's trying to impress a girl xDD.

Laito:

📚Second-year

📚Has been expelled/suspended (this actually happened according to a drama cd I just can’t remember)

📚Fl!rt and total playboy.

📚Very popular with the ladies and competes with Ayato.

📚His grades are pretty decent (according to drama cds)

📚He doesn’t study that much tho. Like, he’s just that guy that doesn’t study and f*ckin’ passes.

📚In class he doesn’t talk too much but he is usually sitting in the back or near the back with a bunch of chicks.

📚Fl!rts with the teachers from time to time.

📚Fl!rts in class and if there is a new girl he plans to get to her first before anyone else. It’s a game tbh.

📚The teachers are slightly annoyed by him and disappointed.

📚As an elective class he’d either take French to fl!rt/sweet talk the girls, cooking class, or something like dance so he can brush up on the girls.

📚He also wouldn’t really be in a clique but he’d be around all the girls at school.

📚His rival is really Kou and so there is real competition.

📚Is always banging some chick like no questions asked whether it be in the locker room, classroom, bathroom, or some other vacant room.

📚He usually wears his fedora to school and only takes it off if the teachers demand him, but since it’s in Japan I’m not sure if wearing a hat in class is against the rules.

📚His locker is close to Ayato’s and he honestly hasn’t customized it too much.

📚But inside I wouldn’t be surprised if he has s*x toys and a bunch of condoms in there.

📚His locker probably has some French cologne (Chanel #5), a few books, and some love letters.

📚His desk is clean but not too clean.

📚In the cafeteria he usually is with a chick or with his bro and they’re scheming something together against Reiji or to get a chick.

📚If he brings macarons with him, he likes to share them with the girls he hangs out with. Might even share it mouth-to-mouth with them.

📚P.E. is one of his favorite classes because he gets to see the girls in their short shorts.

📚He has banged every cheerleader at his school.

📚Wouldn’t be surprised if he tried to sleep with of the teachers/subs/staff members.

📚You can find him checking out women and usually in more secluded areas where he can be alone with one chick because he likes getting caught.

📚On days when he wants to be alone he will spend time figuring out crossword puzzles at an empty table.

📚He likes hanging out on rooftops too when he wants to be alone and think.

📚Laito also spends his time there if he is upset.

📚One time a girl confessed to him on the rooftop and he made all her dreams come true.

📚He never rejects the girls tbh and finds it a turn-on if they ask him out, unless they remind him of his mother and even then he just plays d!rty.

📚Oh, he also likes the rooftop because he can drink from someone without anyone knowing.

📚 Will get pissed off tho if someone interrupts him and he’s really down that day.

Kanato:

📚Second-year

📚Preppy

📚He takes teddy to school so he fought for him to have a student ID, and yes he made it possible.

📚I know most of the S brothers are popular at the school but I feel like Kanato and Subaru are the least thought of because they are different.

📚In Kanato’s case it is mostly because of his psychot!c tendencies that people do not interact with him. Although tbh at school it is a rumor.

📚Only some people know that he is crazy, cause if it was really evident, I don’t think he’d be allowed to go to school.

📚Plus the family image is important so he tries his best to like not freak out.

📚A lot of girls also like him bc he is sweet and romantic.

📚Here me out, I know this doesn’t sound like him but remember he has to put on a face and according to the manga if you take out the times where he is not acting up he does tend to be “nice,” and acts “romantically” with Yui. (it’s even in the game translations sometimes.)

📚Plus a lot of people who are psych0 usually have two sides and the side people see more of is usually the one that isn’t really them. It’s typically the one they develop to shield their true emotions. Of course, this varies on the person and the experiences but this is something to keep in mind when getting to know Kanato’s personality. (But again we also can’t apply human psychology to a vampire but sometimes feelings can apply to anything/anyone.)

📚Also, a lot of people who have a split personality may favor one person over the other so let's say there is someone he takes very special interest in and possibly loves, there is a chance that he may appear quite normal around them. If this is the case, I think you are able to see their true side which is where we witness Kanato’s romantic gestures seeing that he likes the girl he is with.

📚Regardless of this he does have a s*x drive and is pretty fl!rty so he can definitely get with the girls at school if he tried. But he doesn’t try because he just doesn’t like any of them—it’s pretty rare if he has a crush on anyone.

📚He loves it when it’s valentines day and girls confess to him. Of course, this doesn’t mean he is going to say yes to them.

📚As it is seen in anime he sits in the back of the class.

📚Doesn’t talk in class and hates it if teachers ask him questions.

📚“Can’t you see I wasn’t participating?!” He’d hiss at the teacher. “Why do you have to ask?!”

📚Sometimes he volunteers or whatever but don’t ever ask him, he has to opt-in.

📚Eats candy in class because his desk has a candy stash.

📚His desk is not that messy tho.

📚He has some books that have collected dust tho bc he never touches them.

📚Favorite class is either music or cooking class.

📚For after-school activities he’d either be in a sewing club or glee club.

📚He is also not in a clique tbh, he’s kinda on his own but a lot of girls like him.

📚It’s rare if he throws a tantrum bc he has to keep an image but sometimes he loses it.

📚Usually you can find Kanato in the cafeteria eating cake or some sweets, on the rooftop singing, on the steps of the stairs or on a bench playing with Teddy.

📚If he has an interest in a girl he will ditch his class most times and wait outside of her class just to talk to her.

📚I also picture that if she has class on the second floor he waits on the steps of the stairs to talk to her.

📚He is also such an attention seeker so when he is around a bunch of girls he will act sweet or even play victim so that they pamper him.

📚The girls literally make him food too.

📚He gets love letters too and he usually writes back, because believe it or not he typically knows who likes him and who doesn’t.

📚The only time he really gets in trouble is when someone takes Teddy away or ruins his cake. Then he lashes out.

📚He does bully some girls tho, especially the one he really likes.

📚Might have some interest in a new girl if she is cute.

📚Even tho a lot of girls like him he doesn’t sleep with all of them or anything like that. He just thinks they have to earn that.

📚Usually he picks a different girl out of the crowd to mess with. So if there was someone he liked it wouldn’t be in the circle he’s usually around.

📚It would be some other girl he finds pretty and his main goal is to k!ss her tbh, and I see that with one girl that he liked he got to do this. The girls are jealous but he tells them they have to let it go.

📚Oh yeah and he is a fl!rt if you haven’t noticed, he usually manipulates the girl if he wants a k!ss or something.

📚Apart from this he doesn’t have good grades cause he just doesn’t care to do his work.

📚Oh in his locker it’s purple inside and he keeps an extra outfit for Teddy in there, l!pstick from a girl, and something that belongs to his crush.

📚It has a purple lock, and it smells like a candy store.

Ayato:

📚Second-year

📚A jock and a boi for life.

📚Mr. Popular

📚He’s on his school’s basketball team.

📚His rivals are Shu, Shin, Kino, and Laito (sometimes).

📚But he’s okay with Laito bc he hooks him up with chicks, so it’s pretty fair.

📚P.E. is his favorite class.

📚Cause he gets to see the girls in their sport clothes.

📚However, he does like cooking class because he gets to eat food and begs people and the teacher to make takoyaki.

📚And plus girls make him food.

📚After school he is playing basketball.

📚If he’s not on the basketball court he’s either talking to a girl/cheerleader, getting in trouble or in the cafeteria getting snacks.

📚He fl!rts a lot and is probably hanging with a group of jocks like him.

📚They all keep a record of which girls they screw and whose done the most, all in one book the boys keep among them.

📚He keeps the notebook in his locker and Laito is also a participant.

📚Ayato makes sure he has the highest score and is the “best.”

📚So yes, he fl!rts with girls all the time.

📚Oh and if there is a new girl, he’s going to try and impress her so hard.

📚A lot of girls like him too cause they’re like “he’s so hot!”

📚Has terrible grades like C average but he does have some Ds and Fs.

📚Tries to bribe teachers to have better grades with money or by doing favors for them bc he doesn’t want his dad to get mad about him not passing. He believes he’s gotta hustle because his personal life is more important to him.

📚Never tries tho.

📚But does cheat all the time.

📚Usually Kino gives him the answers but there’s a price to pay.

📚It could be anything but the biggest thing he ever did in order to pass the benchmark tests, so Kino dared him to go streaking.

📚And as expected Kino made a vine out of it.

📚Is in summer school/remedial classes tho.

📚Is actually pretty stupid and clueless.

📚Has been in detention with his brothers one too many times.

📚Even with Reiji because he got him in trouble once. During that day of detention, Reiji kept advocating that he shouldn't be there and that it was a mistake to punish him.

📚And when Ruki found out about Reiji being in detention, he never let him live it down. He tea$es him about it until this day and will randomly bring that subject up if Reiji's trying to impress a girl xDD.

📚He tries to act like he doesn’t know who Rei is because he is embarrassed by him. And he does this to Subaru especially because he thinks he’s weird.

📚But Subaru will just sock him.

📚He’s also a per.v so he does peak in the girl’s locker room.

📚Has a few ex’s at the school too but they’re just girls he made out with for two hours. Literally.

📚Makes sure he’s always in the yearbook every year. Also tries to be on the front few pages of it and will literally advocate for this.

📚In class he sits in the back and hardly knows what’s going on.

📚Tips his chair all the time and one time it backfired on him.

📚And Kino was laughing his a$$ off.

📚He is extremely annoying and teachers are disappointed in him. And so is Rei.

📚Kinda like a class clown.

📚Passes notes and texts during class, and will make excuses to leave.

📚Will bully the freshmen and girls that he thinks are fun to mess with.

📚Eats candy in class or chips.

📚He asks stupid questions to derail the class so that the teacher forgets what they were supposed to do in the first place.

📚He gets dress coded but the teachers eventually gave up.

📚He’s gotten citations before too, mostly for just swearing in class.

📚His locker is messy just like his desk, papers and books are everywhere.

📚He gets love letters but wayyyy less than Shu.

📚His lock is red and the combo is the year he was born in. (I picture all the boys have their lock combo set to the year they were born in.)

📚The locker has his basketball, his sports clothes, the notebook we talked about, and even snacks.

📚It smells like sweat tho, and its just a mess. He probably even has cheez wiz or something else that's gross and expired from five years ago. He says it’s still good.

📚In his desk he has gadgets that he uses that will distract everyone in class.

📚One time when he was in Reiji’s SI session for science and he pressed on his remote to have the disco ball come out play music. Something he set up with Kino and Shin after school was over.

📚He’d even take out the screws out of the teacher’s chairs, that way they will just fall when they sit.

📚Most of these pranks are done with his brothers, sometimes Shu joins.

📚He will ask Kino or Shin to help him out if its a really big prank tho.

📚And Reiji just scolds.

📚Sticks gum under the teacher’s desk or under the wheels of the chair.

📚Pulls pranks on the teachers and Reiji gets so mad.

📚Has even messed with the principal's microphone and Reiji really lost it with him.

📚He also messed with the clocks once just to get out early, it went on for a week before the teachers caught on.

📚Egged one of the teacher’s cars and even TPed their house.

📚Makes sure everyone is following him on his social media.

📚His backpack has anything but books, it’s stuffed with papers and tools to jack up the place.

📚He has drama class with Kino and so they made this (watch from 1:25 - 1:54)

📚There was another time when Laito and him were waiting for Rei to SI a class and this is what they were up to. (watch from 8:16 - 8:25)

Subaru:

📚First-year

📚Is actually a loner.

📚But does get in fights especially if there is a guy harassing his crush.

📚Or if someone insults him and tries to pick a fight with him.

📚Doesn’t have the best grades but tries.

📚He’s so emo, so a lot of people don’t talk to him.

📚So he doesn’t have a group or anything like that.

📚He doesn’t have a favorite class unless the girl he likes is in that class.

📚Then he can’t help but blush.

📚Something he might like is art or music tho because it can be calming.

📚For after school activities he might be in something with music or art to take his mind off things.

📚Or maybe wood carving because it takes his mind off things and I could see him being really talented that it impresses people.

📚I could see he knows how to sketch and so he sits on the bench and listens to emo music after school.

📚After school he is usually in study hall trying to fix his grades or he’s (discreetly) following his crush around.

📚He has been in detention with his brothers (except Reiji) and oh god if Laito is there it will end in another fight, and possible suspension.

📚He also probably sits in the back, or at the end of the middle row.

📚Doesn’t talk a lot in class, tries to listen tho.

📚Gets flustered if he’s asked to explain and he doesn’t know what to say because he’s been thinking/staring at his crush.

📚Most times tho he just answers the best he can.

📚Has slept in class before.

📚The teachers worry about him, and he probably likes his music teacher bc she’s nice too him.

📚His locker has scratches and sometimes notes, not very nice ones either. Probably has stickers that are emo phrases plastered on the outside of his locker as well.

📚Has band posters in his locker.

📚It just has books, an extra jacket (probably leather), his headphones, music albums (80s/90s goth era—things like K!SS, Motley Crew, ACDC, Manson, etc.). He has a man's journal with very personal findings too.

📚He writes in it everyday.

📚After school you can usually find him under a tree where he writes in his journal, usually about his thoughts, regrets, what happens, or about his crush. And there’s a lot of crumbled up pages because sometimes, he gets upset, rips them and then regrets he did it and puts them back in.

📚But it’s not cringy, it’s actually sad.

📚He’s quiet poetic actually, and if someone ever got a hold of it I think they’d feel pretty bad when reading his life.

📚Has some photographs in it, probably about the girl he onced like but had to make a decision on letting her go seeing his family would get involved.

📚You can also find him on the rooftop, in detention, study hall, or outside.

📚His desk is a bit of a mess but not too much, he keeps something that belongs to his crush in there too.

Kino:

📚Third-year

📚Doesn’t have a rival, but sometimes Shu gets on his nerves bc chicks loves him for no reason.

📚Has a few small tattoos, but not in areas where teachers can see since there's a rule about students not being allowed to be tatted.

📚Fl!rts with chicks all the time.

📚Makes a competition out of it with Ayato as I’ve said before.

📚Would so smack a random girl's a$$ while walking past her in the halls and then give her a sm!rk and wink in return cuz he's hot like that.

📚Will make out with a random chick in the halls and lives for getting caught by a teacher. He'll just sm!rk and play it off smugly.

📚Has a lot of flings, unlike Ayato who just brags about it but never actually does anything.

📚If he really likes a girl he won't stop bothering her, in fact he’ll go in her class and act like he’s in the right class.

📚Is on his phone 24/7 and the teachers get so mad.

📚Tries to keep his headphones in the entire time he’s in class.

📚He also pretends to be listening to music with his headphones, but realistically, he's just listening in on girls' conversations.

📚Records in class, especially if Ayato’s about to do something stupid.

📚Tries to make vines in class too.

📚Is actually smart but doesn’t try.

📚Tries to be paired up with girls so he can bribe them into doing all the work.

📚Sits with his feet on the desk in the back of the class.

📚Teachers don’t like him.

📚His favorite class is P.E. because he gets to see the girls practice cheer, and see them run on the track.

📚Everyone at school knows him and follows his social media.

📚He’s on the basketball team with Ayato.

📚Gets into detention with him all the time.

📚Gets a lot of love letters.

📚His locker is next to Ayato’s and he probably has the outside customized with band stickers.

📚It has an extra jacket, some random items, definitely another mobile device, rap and punk rock albums.

📚Other game-related objects, and multiple pairs of headphones.

📚Listens to a lot of rap music, and is really into female rappers.

📚And such lyrics give him ideas as to how he wants to eat a girl out.

📚Knows how to rap as well, and on school karaoke nights, he challenges Ayato to a rap battle and he always wins.

📚For after-school activities he is in a band and has an electric guitar.

📚Orders guava juice at the cafeteria and doesn't give a damn if people think it's weird.

📚You can usually find him in the cafeteria, basketball court, anywhere with Ayato, on his phone, or with a girl in the locker room.

📚Tries to get peaks in the girl's locker room with Ayato.

📚Has snuck alcohol in his thermos.

📚Condoms in his wallet or back pocket. Because he’ll find the time to bang a chick in between periods.

📚He is a jock so he’ll be around Ayato’s group and the band he’s with.

📚Like Ayato, he pranks teachers and staff as well; and even joins Ayato's antics sometimes and will try to make a vine out of it.

📚Ayato and Kino may start a food fight out of pure boredom in the cafeteria.

Mukami

Ruki:

📚Third-year

📚Is also very popular, more than Rei.

📚The girls think he’s hot.

📚He acts very sweet but he is also cold but the girls live for it.

📚Pro at math and history.

📚He’s been around for a long time so he knows so much history, a good amount he witnessed it too.

📚His favorite classes are math, history, and cooking class.

📚Is probably a T.A. and S.I. for math.

📚His rival is Rei.

📚So as you can imagine cooking class is just food wars/hell’s kitchen. It getz real.

📚Ruki likes to compete against Reiji all the time, he finds it fun.

📚Mostly cause he knows he’s better but will be worried if something seems a bit off and Reiji is scoring some points.

📚He will impress all the girls that spend time with Reiji just to make him mad.

📚Since he’s smoother with the ladies he rubs it in Reiji’s face that he can get any girl he wants.

📚As I said in Reiji’s part their lockers are across from each other on opposite sides so he will k!ss/make out with a girl against the lockers in front of Reiji.

📚You can find Ruki in the library most time but when he isn’t there you can find him reading outside, in the study hall helping others, solving a puzzle, being nice to girl, or making out with a girl in the library.

📚I see that the school may have given him a job to help out the librarian and so a lot of girls come to ask him for help.

📚For like no reason even, they ask where a book is or like they don’t need anything they just want to talk to him.

📚He thinks it’s amusing but kind of annoying.

📚Would be so attracted to a girl if she wasn’t interested in talking to him and came to the library often but never asked for help.

📚He like wants to know that girl.

📚Enjoys the job bc it's quiet and he gets to sort books there, plus it makes Reiji feel challenged because teachers like him and he’s helping the school.

📚Ruki would also be part of the student council if the academy offered it.

📚He isn’t bad at P.E. he’s just not big on it.

📚For after-school activities he would either be in nerd debate club, chess club, or better yet, a book club.

📚And you can only imagine how many girls tried to enter these clubs.

📚In class Ruki sits in the middle of the middle rows.

📚He is relatively quiet but will stare at a girl (in a hot way) and get her to look back which makes the teachers annoyed if they notice.

📚Knows the answer to like everything so the teachers hardly call on him but he will correct the teachers, especially with the history dates.

📚And if Rei answers a history question with the wrong date, Ruki’s all for it on correcting him- but this rarely happens.

📚Keeps a low profile but a lot of teachers like him seeing that he turns in the work and is a model student.

📚He’s always been asked to help out since he acts nice, which he isn’t mean but he can be cold.

📚This is the reason why some people feel intimidated to approach him.

📚His locker is average but neat.

📚He keeps a lot of books in there and he also keeps a diary, he has a few, I see it. But they are under a lock and everything.

📚This way, Kou never reaches them.

📚His locker has a musk scent like his cologne.

📚It is clean and keeps spare stationery items, a locket which might mean something to him, and the undergarments of the girl he’s currently seeing.

📚Gets a lot of f*cking love letters, more than Kou.

📚But if anything they are not love letters, they just thirst letters. lol

📚The school has dances and he participates only when he has a gf bc she wants to go and he’s actually pretty good.

📚He does rehearse with his date and bc he’s a vampire he’s been around for a while so he knows a lot of different dances.

📚So be prepared for surprises; although I will say he doesn’t like to show his moves, he’d have to really like the girl to do that.

📚He’s also incredibly sweet if he cares about someone so if he cares about a girl she is lucky.

📚The girls at school love this side of him and gush about it.

📚Personally, I don’t think Ruki has a group he hangs out with at school.

📚Ruki is probably with Yuma and Azusa but usually he’s by himself in the library. Kou is busy with his fangirls.

📚Tho he does act respectfully when around others so people like him and sometimes talk to him.

📚Yuma and Kou usually cause problems and so he apologizes for them.

📚Oh although Ruki isn’t rivals with Ayato (I know they say he is but i don’t see it, i mean ya’ll what even is Ayato compared to dis man?!) I do think he likes to make Ayato feel challenged.

📚But Ruki’s not worried because he knows he’s better than him.

📚He has the best grades out of his brothers without even trying tbh.

Yuma:

📚Third-year

📚Doesn’t have a rival but he dislikes Shu a lot.

📚He usually helps Azusa so he doesn’t get bullied plus he knows people will try to pick on him.

📚So he protects him a lot of the time.

📚He’s gotten into fights and Ruki tells him not to do it again over and over but he never changes.

📚”Ruki, man, I lost my cool with those @ssholes.”

📚”Yuma, you have to control yourself, they’re only humans remember?”

📚Has decent grades, he doesn’t like not passing so he does put in the effort.

📚It’s mostly because he’s not lazy and hates slacking no matter what it is.

📚So he’s always productive, and as you can imagine he does well in P.E. mostly cause he has a lot of strength.

📚Coaches want him on the team bc he’s tall.

📚I know he’s not arrogant but I think he does like to flex about his strength just a little deep down but not very much.

📚Because Yuma is strong I see that helps out with caring things if the teachers ask or if the school is setting up for festivals the Mukamis usually help out and he’s always carrying heavy boxes for them.

📚If he notices one of his teachers has too many things in their hands he offers them help.

📚Bc he’s tall he’s always asked to sit in the back so other students can see, which he does.

📚There was one time a girl asked if they could switch sits bc she was much shorter than him and so he felt bad for not noticing earlier.

📚Didn’t mind giving up his seat. Although if he liked the girl he’d just tell her to sit on his lap or that if she wanted to switch seats that automatically makes her his.

📚He doesn’t talk much in class it’s only if he’s supposed to or if he has a question about the work.

📚But usually he’s just listening and doing the work.

📚He always has his hair tied up and I swear girls would d!e to see it down.

📚Not in a clique, he’s either with Azusa or Ruki, helping someone, or is on his own in class. Sometimes he’s just chilling.

📚Although if the school had a garden, he’d be all for it.

📚Used to be on one of the school's sports teams but he doesn’t do it anymore.

📚After school, he is either in study hall, or in a club since it’s required. And if he had to be in a club, it be something like cooking or something to do with horticulture. Even something regarding handy work- he likes it.

📚His favorite class is probably cooking class because it’s about food and P.E. because he can be outside.

📚Although the Mukami’s are pretty popular especially because of Kou people are intimidated by Yuma because he’s very loud and he’s got a deep voice.

📚So most do not approach him because of this but there are still girls who do like him, though I think he is bothered way less than Ruki and Kou.

📚And he honestly prefers it that way bc he can’t stand a crowd of teenage girls gushing over him.

📚Sure, this would boost his ego up but he finds fangirls annoying. He just can’t stand the screaming or outbursts of excitement.

📚You can find Yuma usually in study hall, helping out Azusa, in detention bc he got in a fight to protect Azusa or bc Kou annoyed him.

📚You might even find him outside just thinking or on the rooftop just sitting around.

📚His locker is a little messy, not too messy but a little sloppy.

📚It probably has a dent or two in it bc of previous fights or whatever.

��He keeps books for school, a jacket/sweatshirt, stuff for Azusa considering that he might forget, spare keys to the mansion, a hair tie, has a gardening journal and he does add to it. Has small plants which he takes care of.

📚The locker smells like herbs so it’s actually not bad.

📚He might even keep extra items that he has to return, like if the girl he likes loses something and he finds it he keeps it in his locker until he sees her again.

📚his desk if he were to have one, i know most hs don’t but it would be the same deal as his locker not sloppy but smells nice.

📚He ignores Kou and tries to avoid him since he does find him annoying.

📚One time he got a love letter and he didn’t know what to think of it. He felt bad seeing he didn’t feel the same and he was a little surprised.

📚He gets them sometimes but it is rare, usually he pretends like he didn’t receive them bc he doesn’t know what to do with them.

📚Keeps Kou in line if he tries to blow their cover because he was thirsty.

📚Has probably gotten slips for cursing.

📚If he liked a girl he’d be the biggest jerk to her by tea$ing her all the time. And he doesn’t crush on many people- it’s not common.

Kou:

📚Third-year

📚His rival is Laito.

📚And oh boy, they go from one girl to the next.

📚They're always trying to see who received the most love letters.

📚He is surrounded by his fangirls a lot of the time.

📚His locker is filled with loved letters and fan mail.

📚Paparazzi take pictures of him.

📚He likes it but he does kinda hate it and wishes the girls would leave him alone at times.

📚In class he is the pretty boy and usually he distracts the girls which gets him in trouble.

📚He sits on the end of the middle rows or in the middle he doesn’t care honestly.

📚He somewhat studies but not a lot.

📚Will have one of his fangirls do his work and Yuma gets mad at him and calls him lazy.

📚If he has an interest in a girl he doesn’t pursue it bc of the fans.

📚In one of the mangas I believe he let Yui get bullied so only tells you how much he will be involved or be of help.

📚After school activities he might join a dance, drama, or glee club.

📚His favorite class is music and P.E. because he can socialize.

📚Encourages Azusa to get out there.

📚He gets into arguments with Yuma a lot which is why he does get in trouble.

📚He’s also a two-faced b!tch so some people don’t like him.

📚The group that he is in consists of girls, it’s really just the fan club at his school tbh.

📚He also hangs out with his brothers sometimes.

📚His locker is pink on the inside, there’s candy, a cat poster, extra clothes, a headset, outfit accessories, and music albums he likes.

📚Listens to LDR on repeat and other indie artists.

📚His locker probably smells like starbursts or some cologne he advertised.

📚It’s not very messy he has some shelves for his books and the locker has stickers on the front of it.

📚There is a good stack of fanmail in there too.

📚His desk doesn’t have much either it's just the school books and some candy.

📚He doesn’t get in trouble often either.

Azusa:

📚Third-year

📚He doesn’t have a rival he’s too nice.

📚He may have been suspended for showing his knife collection though for show-n-tell.

📚A loner, he doesn’t seem bothered by it but his biggest fear is not being acknowledged.

📚He probably likes this one girl in his class but he knows better than to approach her.

📚So he just admires her from afar and that's about it.

📚He doesn’t get love letters, not really.

📚Sits in the front or middle rows of seats.

📚He doesn’t really care, his grades are poor so he is in a lot of remedial classes to better understand.

📚Yuma is usually with him to help him pass.

📚It doesn’t surprise me if he’s slept in class before either.

📚A lot of people find him strange considering he has a lot of bandages and talks slow.

📚Realistically, I’m not surprised if people avoid him bc they can’t understand him.

📚They might think he’s mental bc he talks slow.

📚People don’t know much about him tho.

📚His locker is pretty vacant and has red stains on the front. (it’s his b!ood from his wounds but no one thinks its that.)

📚He keeps gauze in there, bandages, books for school, a hoodie, and probably a small knife.

📚If he had a desk it’s the same thing, he’s simple.

📚Doesn’t have a favorite class.

📚You can find him with his brothers, alone sitting on a bench, in the bathroom fixing his bandages, in the nurse's office, or talking to himself.

📚He’s actually nice and fails to realize it so he gets let down a lot.

📚Every time he approaches people it doesn’t really work.

📚Not surprised if he got bullied at first but Yuma stepped in and changed things.

📚No one will ever mess with him after that.

📚I feel like he felt bad for one girl who didn’t have lunch once so he asked Yuma for an apple and gave it to her bc he felt sorry for her.

📚It didn’t last very long bc the girl thought he was strange after hearing things.

📚It hurt his feelings afterward.

Tsukinami

Carla:

📚Third-year

📚Okay according to the games it was said that Shin and Carla were posing as exchange students from England when they attended Ryoutei High School. So it leads me to think that they’ll fake their accents to make it believable—and I mean they’ve been around for thousands of years so it’s not hard to believe that they could fake it.

📚Although his bro is the type to fl!rt with girls so he can get what he wants, Carla makes sure he doesn’t get out of hand and keeps him in check.

📚I could see him constantly scolding his younger brother all the time.

📚Doesn’t have a rival cause he’s better than that.

📚In class, he probably sits in the middle row but honestly he doesn’t care where he sits, but I don’t think he’d sit in front bc he is tall.

📚He probably did once and the teacher asked him to move bc he was too tall and he doesn’t like to talk about it.

📚Doesn’t ask questions, he’s so quiet it’s scary—and it honestly makes him look more intimating than he already does. He doesn’t really have an approachable persona.

📚If girls ask for his number he is heavily confused, mostly because he’s not very familiar with the technology.

📚He does have to act polite though to keep a good image—plus, he’s well mannered in general.

📚A lot of girls are interested in him tho.

📚So he does get some love letters and boy is he confused.

📚Shin had to explain it to him and he was still weirded out.

📚He acts like they’re silly and pretends to throw them away but he actually keeps them hidden away so no one can tea$e him for it.

📚He’d be dy!ng to figure out who it is though.

📚He’s not really a part of any cliques- he kinda just does his own thing in the sense that he goes to school and then goes home while making sure Shin isn’t causing any trouble.

📚His fav class is probably art class as you may have guessed it. If the school has a painting gallery, he’s all for it.

📚However, he gets quite critical with the pieces on display since they’re probably done by students. He’ll say they have potential, but they’re nothing like the classic/ancient artists.

📚His locker is rather neat. He pretty much just keeps what he needs for school in there.

📚He doesn’t understand why some people decorate them, he just finds no use for it and finds it kinda juvenile.

📚He’s not really into any modern fandoms of any sort, so it only adds on to why he doesn’t understand why some students decorate them.

📚Shin pranks him—like, all the time.

📚Like, there was one time when he opened his locker and it squirted water at him.

📚There was another time when he had obnoxious and loud music play from it since he opened it.

📚After those incidents, he’s honestly scared to open it and worries something will happen.

📚If he had a desk it’s the same as his locker, nothing special.

📚His uniform is a mess in all honesty. I mean, seeing what Rejet did with his character, you really can’t tell what’s going on right upfront with his outfit.

📚It just looks like a chaotic mix of patterns and colors even though the prominent shade is black- it looks like an unfinished outfit, or that they just grabbed whatever from the lost and found and put it on him xDD.

📚Tbh, he looks more like he’s dressed up as a character for a school play, than an actual student.

📚Also, I don’t understand how he’s never tripped over that long-a$$ scarf he wears. Like, how??

📚Girls have asked him out and have even fl!rted with him and he couldn’t even take a hint.

📚Especially if it’s something like “Shoot your shot” kind of thing.

📚And Shin is just laughing cause he’ll have to explain it to him later.

📚Since he’s an exchange student from England and is probably faking a British accent (no one suspects it’s fake tho), some girls have said his accent is cute and he just doesn’t know how to take it because he’s so embarrassed by their commentary.

📚Because he’s old and old-fashioned he thought that a lot of the girls were prostitutes at first based on their attire, but that was until Shin told him otherwise.

📚He doesn’t like P.E. because they told him he couldn’t wear his scarf. It ruins his day every time.

📚Plus, he has to wear the school’s P.E. uniform that consists of a t-shirt and shorts and he just feels so exposed since he’s used to wearing layers of vests and jackets (scarf included haha).

📚“How shameless. I feel like a n@ked brute.” He’d think.

📚And he has to take his gloves off and it’s just torture to him because again, he’s not used to exposing himself that way.

📚He ties his hair up in a ponytail for P.E. and the girls rave about it while he’s just embarrassed.

📚He hates the physical exam checkups because he doesn’t want to be shirtless, meanwhile Shin is all for it since he gets the excuse to show off.

📚And every time he has to take his shirt off, girls are all over it which leaves him to blush and this honestly embarrasses him even more.

📚You can find Carla at the cafeteria getting coffee, reading, in the art gallery, at the school's theatre, or outside probably in a secluded area of the school just sitting down and relaxing and waiting for next period.

📚He doesn’t really participate in sports, but because his extracurriculars require one, he took on dodgeball only because Shin suggested it.

📚At first, he had no idea what it was or how it worked. It took a few rounds to fully understand, and this was because Shin didn’t explain the rules to him, and he just kept getting Carla out every round.

📚Once Carla figured out how the game worked, there was no stopping him, especially when Shin was on the opposing team.

📚To get him back for not explaining the game to him, he aimed the ball so hard at him that it pushed him back into the gym’s wall, which left everyone astonished.

📚After that, he became everyone’s top pick for their dodgeball team and is regarded as a top player in school for that sport.

📚In general, he doesn’t really go for everyone else and makes sure that his magic sends the ball Shin’s way to get him out. And he of course knows he can’t go that hard with human players, so he goes easier on them, but with Shin or any other supernatural creature that may play, he has no mercy on them.

Shin:

📚Second-year

📚(in case you didn’t read Carla’s know this) Okay according to the games it was said that he and Carla were posing as exchange students from England when they attended high school. So it leads me to think that they’ll fake their accents to make it believable and I mean they’ve been around for thousands of years so it’s not hard to believe that they could fake it.

📚They’re like experts at lying and covering their @sses.

📚So I could really picture Shin calling every girl “Love” or “Sweet Heart” wouldn’t that just be hot? In a British accent? I think it would be.

📚Plus, I mean he’s a ladies' man, so he likes charming girls to do what he wants.

📚It makes it easier for people to not catch on if he’s convinced enough people.

📚He’s also more of a fl!rt and a per.v (openly) than Carla is. (But Carla is also a per.v.)

📚Doesn’t have a rival because he doesn’t think there’s a point. He thinks he’s better than everyone anyways.

📚In class, he sits in the middle row close to the back.

📚He’d totally sit in front of the girl he likes just cause he’s taller and it would make it harder for her to see.

📚And he wouldn’t give up the seat if she asked him to move, he’d just tea$e her endlessly about it.

📚He’d literally always gives that girl a hard time.

📚Bribes girls into doing his homework for him and tries to sweet-talk teachers to get out of doing exams.

📚Carla has to constantly scold him about this, saying that it's not good for their family image, but he never listens.

📚His grades are so-so- it’s not too bad but he hardly turns stuff in on time.

📚In general tho, at school a lot of people know him, and girls like him. There is a fair amount of them fawning over him.

📚And he digs it bc he has so much confidence.

📚Typically he and his brother have familiars drive them to school but sometimes Shin likes to go in his wolf form.

📚And Carla tells him not to go in his wolf form since it means he’ll be n@ked afterwards but Shin just tells him he’ll bring his backpack to change.

📚So yes, he’s gone to school n@ked and casually changed in the boy’s locker room.

📚Some girls have seen him sneek into the boy’s locker room n@ked, but he doesn’t care. At times, he’s even shown off and acted pretty cocky about it since he was giving them a whole scene.

📚His favorite class is either P.E. bc he can watch the girls or something like literature, history or a poetry class.

📚As for after-school activities he is probably in the basketball club since it is canon that he knows how to play.

📚Though he does like to watch the dance recitals and watch the girls.

📚And as you can imagine if there is a girl that piques his interest and she’s part of something like that he definitely wants to go.

📚You can find Shin in a lot of places, talking to cheerleaders/other girls, getting into fights, sweet-talking some girl up against his locker, playing basketball, in the yard staring at nature, or even him peaking in the girls locker room with Kino and Ayato.

📚Although If he had to be in a clique it’d probably be with jocks. Tho he’s not a part of that silly record Ayato keeps about girls regarding who’s nailed who.

📚Has gotten love letters before and thought it was very amusing.

📚When it comes to his locker I’m sure he decorated it, and it’s for two reasons, one bc he needs to blend in and appear like any other teenager, and two because it looked like fun to him.

📚Even tho he’d never admit it.

📚Shin’s locker is pretty clean for the most part, might have some scratches, it smells like his cologne that’s like a musk.

📚He keeps spare clothes in there bc when he changes out of his wolf form he’s gonna need it.

📚Shin also has some books, a weapon of some sort, and probably some object that retains magic in case it’s needed.

📚His desk is the same deal if the school provides them with that. Whatever the case his main goal is to have it look ordinary so no one suspects anything.

📚His locker is right next to the girl he finds interesting.

📚She doesn’t give anyone the time or day so he’s interested in her as hell.

📚The first time he tried making conversation with her, she gave him a bit of the cold shoulder, but bc he can listen to a human’s heartbeat he could tell that she was nervous and a little scared when he approached her.

📚The best part is that she doesn’t know that he can do that.

📚He follows her around and enjoys listening to her heartbeat change to being calm when she is with others, but when she’s with him it goes back to beating fast.

📚It’s not because she has a crush on him, she’s just a little uncomfortable and surprised that he approaches her.

📚“Heh, so she’s nervous around Prince of the Founders.”

📚Let’s be honest his uniform is off but considering that they are said to be in specail classes maybe this is allowed???

📚idk, all I know is that if he really wants to blend in he needs to lose the eye patch which he might be able to with some magic to heal his eye temporarily for the day.

📚Probably what he’d try to do but would find it to much of a hassle and just stop caring for it.

📚Carla has to constantly remind him to not use magic whether it's for sports, convincing people, fighting someone or anything.

📚Sometimes he does and Carla gets upset bc he took a risk in exposing them.

📚Has gotten into fights which leads Carla to step in.

📚He does feed on some girls but don’t worry he covers it up by erasing their memory.

📚Shin doesn’t date anyone at the school though he just has some flings or whatever but never a relationship bc he doesn't want to lower himself to that degree to be with a human.

📚Bc he does like pranking he will participate with Ayato and Kino when it comes to pranking teachers.

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