#the au where they both end up mega nerds
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I think its a rite of passage to make an au at least once, and ive been thinking super hard about how Sonic raised tails lately. So obviously an age swap au had to happen. Aka, the au in which they are both team turbo nerd and Tails needs a Vacation as a dire medical suggestion.
(more rambling in tags)
#tails the fox#miles tails prower#sonic the hedgehog#sonic au#age swap au#I dont have that many strong emotions about this one! i just wanted to get it done i think#but ill definitely redo this at some point#Sonic at least had the most intense education possible and even though hes not a prodigy he can build with the best of them#the au where they both end up mega nerds#but sonic is a nerd who does olympic level sprints#i like to think he uses a lot of tech in battle but speed is still his strongest asset#he just uses tech to enhance that speed and better utilize it#tails is so so so so tired but he does his best to be a good brother#sonic wasnt there when he was a kid so he had to learn to survive being bullied and abandoned but he found sonic eventually#and was inspired by his resilliance#and sonic admires tails so much his big brother is so smart like whoa#even when he doesnt get it he pretends to to try to impress him#get my boy miles some r and r ASAP#sonic fanart#sonic the hedghog fanart#mogs art
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ITS D O N E
I WAMMIE VON WAMMIE PRESENT MY NEW AU
now i know what your thinking ... wammie what in the ultimate grilled cheese are you talking about?! ok so ill explain the origins of this.
so one day i was watching an undertale cringe cop re-living the early days of the fandom with my boyfriend when i saw a woman sans and i had a brain blast and ran to ms paint and drew what isaw in my head and then i drew a chara n marph and then i drew a frisk then a papyrus then a flowey then an alphys but i decided to line, rework and color the first 4 but while i drew and lined i was listening to an old song from my childhood days .. lil johns get low and then i had an idea why not make the au about things i had when growing up and then listened to another song called oh oh oh sexy vampire and then transparent soul (the song) and more and more and i just let my imagination loose on this one! i really hope y'all enjoy what i have so far i really let my autistic obsessions came out on this one
plot summary
the aftermath of a world where everyone came together to fight off and end a genocide route a reward is given to those who fought a choice is given a choice is made to keep the underground safe it must be hidden.
sans
MOTHERLY LOVE
so yes sans is a girl i wont explain in lore reasons why but just know it was cuz of sans fan girls potentially LMAO
this sans is quite different from your typical sans she enjoys ice fishing she loves to tinker with things and is even a professional gunsmith shes also a bit of an artist doing graffiti so shes more MOTIVATED than a normal sans but their still lazy but lazy with a mischievous child to take care of aka chara yes in this world chara is sans'es kid this does have lore explanation but i wont say it for now
abiltys:{redacted]
chara an marph
DORKS
chara is strange to cuz im not sure what they are i mean i like to think their a bizarre vampire but also more of a devil this chara loves to cause may/ham cuz their a they/them who was revived 8 years ago and was taken in by sans the one who gave them life chara is of course and oddball creature of chaos but chara is also righteous and has a heart of gold their also a mega lameo dork
chara loves to spend time i with their best friend marph! they love to draw they think cars are super cool they also have a shared interest with sans and that's guns and art and they both love animation but chara hates ice fishing but still goes to spend time with their mamma
(also eyes may change color depending on mood idk)
abiltys:{redacted]
nickname:rose
now marph is marph he is a box who marphs around he is just a lil guy where he comes from no one really knows marph loves chara their best pals and they like to run around and mess with people marph loves pizza its their absolute favorite! marph can also store items he has infinite space within his box self
frisk
GAY
ok so frisk is also an oddball they LOVE vampires to quote their favorite son "Oh oh oh sexy vampire I'm falling in love ..So just bite me baby And drink all my blood (oh yeah) Sexy vampire I'm falling in love with you" as you can see frisk dresses a bit oddly well see i was trying to make them as 2009 internet fashion as possible while adhering to my own design philosophy they look fine but it may be remade but its fine for now but any way frisk is also a big dork nerding out about sonic or invader zim writing fanfics drawing ship art of their favorite ships they also love old technology and their really good at DDR their a total nerd who wont apologize for being them self and encourages others to be them self too well along as it doesn't hurt anyone this frisk is a pacifist to a point they will defend them self
abiltys:metal hand
SNOWED UP TOWN
snowed up town is like snowed inn but bigger more advanced more monsters more buildings some with sans'es graffiti on them and then you have the train on the save roof i just think its neat it shows how big this underground is
SNOWED UNDERCITY
snowed undercity is a big downtown area of snowed up town its like an old 80s anime kinda city pop place lots going on never a dull moment there the light's, the music, the coziness the new have to get ridge leading to it it's the only way to get there and yes its by train and then below you have the void stream of hope and dreams (temp name maybe) it is bottomless and doesn't to feel like water and yet you can float if you have hope
THE RAIL RUINS
the ruins of a long lost rail yard..? but why does it have a sky? how are the fields so long and unraveling how does it have life...truly a bizarre place as the train does not move and there are multiple cars filled with different items... monsters seem to live nicely here..why don't they just go through the door? the sense of hope hear is intoxicating the feeling of adventure is alive a sense of FUN is very alive here
MUSIC
sans's theme funny name cuz they a mamma who wanna protect their family
i would like to say that i used a melody from a song i like in the first half its from a klaatu song called were off you know and i used a zelda song too, song of storms too
extra art i did
you may draw these characters if you wish there will be more designs soon i h o p e
im unsure if this should be a comic or not or maybe it should be something else im unsure i have alot of ideas for it!
#undertale art#undertale#undertale au idea#undertale au#ut au#undertale chara#sans undertale#sans#chara#digital art#drawing#art#frisk#undertale frisk#transparent soul au#au idea#frisk undertale#transparent soul chara#transparent soul sans#transparent soul frisk#music#fan made music
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Back again with another Darkvolt question this couple is sooo Underated. Ok. What Disney couple do you think best fits these 2.
For me it's Aladdin and Jasmine ( Elmo is Aladdin Drake is Jasmine).
And What childhood monster do you think scared them when they were young.
Thanks hugs 🤗
Hmmmmm that’s hard tbh. My first thought is Drake Mallard kins Flynn Rider and that’s fact in my soul of soul and heart of hearts. Though not sure I can see Elmo and Raps being a good personality fit. Though I do thing a Tangled Darkvolt au would be fucking hysterical lol
As for childhood monster I think they absolutely watched horror movies as kids cause of COURE they did. Assuming they’re in their early to mid thirties (a hc I’ve always had but has been confirmed in the 2023 comics where Drake states he’s 35) in 1991 then they definitely grew up with the OLD school horrors. I think they watched both ones that came out before their time and also during. Drake, of course, would keep up a face of bravery where Elmo would absolutely hold onto the blanket for dear life. Of course, by the end of it both boys would be begging Ms Sputterspark to check under their beds for the fucking Wolfman or some shit.
I do think the two mostly bonded over videos game in the 70s when they were teens and probably were mega comic nerds because look at them they’re fucking dorks. I also believe where Elmo had a special interest in science, Drake had one in detective stories. Local autistic Duck has read every Philip Marlow and Classic Holmes story known to man s2g
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Something cute I just thought abt, modern au stuff, I guess college ages here
Sabo frequents an arcade and regularly makes first on the leaderboards
Until a new name thats just AAA pops up in the first slot on most of his favourite games, incensed Sabo wants to find the fucker ruining his streaks and challenge him or her fair and square
Koala thinks he’s being stupid but Sabo holds his grudges and needs to know, figures out by the times hes gone and taken first place back that when he returns after dinner rush at the diner he works at, the AAA fucker was back and learns through small cues that this person must also be a student, has a membership, and is extremely good at dance games
He starts asking the staff if they’ve seen a new regular around, roughly his age, what do they look like
Gleans new info until his Biochem professor has them all pair up for a project that will calculate towards the entirety of their grade this year and a guy named Ace ends up matching his number pair, Sabo stares him down, from look alone, Ace fits the “new regular nerd on the block” descriptions from the arcade staff
And the first thing out Sabo’s mouth is something along the lines of: Are you the bastard that keeps beating my score in Time Crisis?
And Ace looks at him in confusion, “time what?” And Sabo hates that he thinks he’s cute
“AAA?” Sabo knows its him, can feel it in his bones.
“I dunno what you mean.” Ace replies, and has the audacity to look away to root around in his bag for something clearly unimportant to their conversation.
“Besides, why do you care, are you like some mega nerd who cares about keeping score?“ Ace asks blandly, pen in hand as he hunches over their project outline.
Koala stifles a laugh from where she’s seated behind them in the auditorium. Sabo makes a rude gesture at her from behind his back.
“That’s funny, considering you keep beating me, which makes you an even bigger nerd!” Sabo retorts, unwilling to let this go now he’s found his perp, “you’ve beaten me in everything from Starblade To Nightslashers?”
“Are you SBAO?“ Ace asks suddenly and Sabo squints at him suspiciously.
“Holy shit, you spelt your own name wrong?“ Ace snickers and circles something Sabo can’t be bothered to check just yet.
“Says the guy who registered under AAA.”
“Nah you can’t blame that on me dude, AAA is my little brother.” Ace sits back against their bench, his smile half amused at how seriously Sabo was taking all of this.
“I just provide the wallet he needs for the membership but I tag along to watch him play. I’m shit at videogames.” Ace explains and Sabo flusters slightly, both at how cute Ace looked when he smiled but also at accusing him so strongly, he can practically hear Koala’s radiating smugness.
“Wait. How old is your brother?“ Sabo asks with growing trepidation.
“He’s twelve.” Ace says and signs off his name at the bottom of their project sheet, sliding it over to Sabo to add his own.
Sabo visibly feels the blood drain from his face, that can’t be true, there’s no fucking way—“you’re telling me your kid brother is kicking my ass at Dungeons and Driveout?”
“Yeah.” Ace looks awfully proud of this little brother of his.
“Are you his guardian?“ Sabo switches tracks, trying to find some kind of flaw with the cute guy smiling up an adorable storm beside him.
“Yup.” Ace tucks his pen behind his ear for safekeeping, which Sabo finds enormously endearing but he will never ever say it, this guy and his kid brother were the enemy!!
“And you let him play video games for that long?“
“What we do with our time is not really your concern.” Ace says smoothly, “And I don’t need anyone telling me how to parent my brother. He’s a good kid and I want him to have fun.”
Koala kicks at Sabo from under the bench, forcing him to apologise for his insensitive mouth.
“None taken.” Ace relaxes visibly, and Sabo kind of likes how he was so ready to protect the things he cares about.
“Alright, I need to know one more thing and then I’ll sign your stupid form,” Sabo flicks at the corner of the page Ace has been wiggling at him from across the desktop for the past ten minutes.
“Shoot.” Ace indulges him.
“The dancing games. There’s simply no way a twelve year old is gonna get those combos.”
“You’re right. Those are my scores.” Ace smirks and Sabo feels vindicated at last.
“So you are AAA!”
“In a sense. But we share the account, I can’t afford more than one.” Ace has the nerve to look sheepish over that, of all things.
Sabo can’t help but glance him over, takes in his build and the long sweep of his legs—
“My eyes are up here dude.” Ace drawls and Sabo glances back up with a scowl, annoyed that he was caught looking.
“Ugh. Give me that.” Sabo slaps a hand over the form and drags it over to scribble his signature along the base so they can finally pass it back down to their professor.
“You me, Dancerush Stardom at 7?”
“Without dinner first?“ Ace asks in mock surprise.
“Dinner after,” Sabo shoots back and stands noisly from their bench to take the sheet back down to the front of the hall.
“I think he likes you.” Koala says conversationally, leaning over the gap Sabo’s made and Ace turns to look at her thoughtfully.
“Think so?”
“Yup. He’s obsessed with you actually.”
“I’m not fucking obsessed—“ Sabo shouts from the base of the stairs.
“Yes you are sweetie!” Koala hollers back at him before smiling at Ace who shrinks back at the leer in her eyes.
“Be nice to him, he’s got like zero friends, excluding me.”
“Uhh okay?” Ace glances between the rapidly approaching Sabo and the girl behind him.
“He’s just excited to talk to someone his age with the same interests, he doesn’t bite.” Koala adds when Sabo vaults over their bench row with the intention of silencing her.
“Shut the fuck up,” Sabo seethes after wrangling her into a not so gentle headlock.
“Or what?“ Koala goads and then promptly elbows her friend in the stomach.
“You’re gonna scare him off by being fucking weird again!”
“Hey, I’m still here and I’m getting pretty hungry.” Ace cuts in, his pale silvery eyes creasing up in what Sabo recognises as a positive emotion, he can work with that.
“So dinner?“ Sabo repeats and Ace nods, Sabo glances at Koala who sticks her tongue out at him.
“Uh now?”
“It is almost seven.” Ace says agreeably.
“Oh shit. Yeah okay.” Sabo holds out his hand for Ace to take, and then regrets it because his palms are so so damn sweaty—
“Awww. You two be nice to each other now.” Koala looks between them as her tone takes on a sugary kind of quality.
“I want him home by ten.” She addresses Ace first who looks caught out for a brief moment before playing along, salutes her charmingly with his and Sabo’s linked hands.
“And you, you be nice. I don’t wanna have to bury another body okay?”
“Wait what—“ Ace tries to process that quip as Sabo drags him out of the auditorium, Koala waves them out, neither confirming or denying her statement.
Cuties. She thinks this relationship will last.
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1, 3, 12, 13, 15, 19, 23, 24, 25, 27! Or I’d say any 5 from this list that you want lol because this is a lot
Oh boy [cracks knuckles]
1: favorite fic you wrote this year
Definitely the Christmas fic! I just enjoy the fluff so much and I worked really hard on it.
3: favorite line/scene you wrote this year
I answered this one with the ao3 wrapped asks forever ago but I’ll say it again! I like the imagery in this scene and this is where I think my descriptive writing and sense of metaphors really fell into place, from bad idea!
The girl in front of Robin moved back and forth, alcohol strong on her breath. She laughed as Robin spun her and pulled her close, her breath hot on the stranger’s ear. She made pointed eye contact across the bar, watching as Nancy was illuminated in soft pink. It matched the shade of her lips—the blush Robin wanted to put on her cheeks.
Blue light shone down on Robin and the stranger, gleaming in the former’s stormy eyes as they met with Nancy’s ocean.
Waves crashed and lightning struck, filling the room with unbearable electricity. The lights met and flared in an intense clash of violet sky, and Robin knew she was doomed to be lost at sea. Her heart was racing with exertion and excitement, drawn against her will to the other girl—the girl who wanted to kill her. The girl who was probably planning her demise at this very moment. The thought was exhilarating.
12: favorite character to write about this year
Nancy Wheeler my beloved <33 She’s just such a complex, malleable character. I love writing her personality and trying to figure out how she would respond in certain scenarios—and since the Duffers won’t let her explore her trauma, I will!! Also as an eldest daughter burnt out gifted kid… She’s very projection shaped
13: favorite writing song/album/artist of this year
Stick Season by Noah Kahan for sure! I still would really, really like to write a string of one shots for each song, but especially Growing Sideways, Northern Attitude, and The View Between Villages. I love his music and his voice and I think it’s very easy to ronancify this album lol
15: something you learned this year
Oh this one is fun. Imma be cheesy about it. I learned to stop letting what other people think of me get in the way of having fun. I was so against ever writing fic because “I don’t want to be cringe and get made fun of.” Fuck that. I am cringe and it’s FUN. I will own it with pride. I like my silly little self indulgent fics.
19: any new fics to start next year
Oh god so many. I’m not kidding when I say I’m past 30 on the WIP/idea list. I’ll toss some favorites tho:
say you’re gonna come back: one shot based on Sports Car by Valley, Ronance reunite and fall in love all over again years down the road
there in the garden, she looked my way: beauty and the beast au multi chapter featuring vampire Nancy and just so much pining
she will pull the trigger: monster hunter Nance and werewolf Rob and they’re both GNC ft toxic lesbianism because wanting to kill each other is sexy
23: fics you wanted to write but didn’t
I’m still thinking so hard about run, devil, run, which was a Wild West au featuring werewolf Nance and vampire Rob but I don’t think that one will stick. I go through a circle of phases of really stubborn hyperfixations and the wild west pops up as one of them but never stays for long. Was feeling it for a week, wrote one scene, then sort of dropped it to lowest priority
24: favorite fic you read this year
Oh god there are so many. I refuse to pick just one, but I’ll stick with 3 I think.
One of them (surprise) is you! a never ending story changed my brain chemistry. dungeon master rules lawyer repressed furious mega nerd comphet religious guilt traumatized Nancy my beloved!!!! Not saying I’d get a tattoo based off a fic but I am saying a d20 on 13 would be so cool… (also special shout out to DITM, I love that one dearly too, especially Martha) I also ADORE when you can tell a writer is into poetry and it shows in their word. Flowery prose and heart shattering metaphors my beloved
I have sung praises about this fic and I’ll fucking do it again. Bloodletting my beloved. I am once again in awe of the way @lavenderlevetan weaves the story and connects all the pieces. I love the dynamic and the way the tension builds. I am feral about vampires and biting, sue me.
And I have to say put me in the movies (on a king sized silver screen) by @sapphicriley is also one of my all time favorites. I love the back and forth banter and it’s sweet and fluffy and it’s just a feel good fic and I like to reread it when I’m feeling down. Another example of poetic writing as well <33
25: a fic you read this year that you would recommend everyone read
Well all of the one from above ofc. Also dancing in the moonlight. Also,,, Raise Dead by @eskawrites killed me and healed me. If you can handle the angst, this one is an incredible read and I cannot recommend it enough. I don’t really cry when reading, but this one actually had me in tears in the best way.
27: favorite fanfic author of the year
This is like asking me to pick a favorite child. God. I’m terms of writing, I have to say it’s between a few, but there’s this one rando who wrote this D&D fic and also one about monster fucking. You might have heard of her? I think her name is summersociety or something.
I also adore @lavenderlevetan (I will continue to scream about Bloodletting forever!!!) and you guys are in for a treat with some of the WIP sneak peeks I’ve gotten from @suwunnysideup
And I have to say every single one of my mutuals are just such incredible, talented writers, and such amazing friends. I love you all. 🥺
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Ratchet and/or Jazz
Think I’ll do both since I think I’ll have some pretty simple thoughts on them both! Starting with Ratchet!
first impression
I actually thought he was like,, really weird, esp that first episode where he’s just like “Yeah I can program out feelings n shit” but I became soft for his backstory... Used to also not like his entire thing for Arcee...
my overall feelings were mixed I didn’t hate him but he was like,,, pretty low on my fave characters list for a while.
Impression now
Soft old Bisexual Man!! <3
I love him to absolute bits! he’s so interesting!! esp since he seems to be one of the few main characters to actually kinda realize Cybertron is really bad and corrupt? That thing where they ordered him to not help an injured con and he does anyways? I fucking love that shit.I wish we’d have gotten more of him trashing Sentinel for his awful ruling of Cybertron..
I’d say now bc he’s a huge comfort character for me he’s ranking high on my favorites!
Favorite moment
EVERY. CUTE. MOMENT. HE. HAS. WITH. SARI
they are so so fucking adorable and their interactions are perfection. From Sari being her confident sassy but not shit-taking self to Ratchet being grumpy but soft in heart I cry like a bitch for these two having those interactions and shit...
Idea for a story
Hmmm on a Ratchet centered story I’m not entirely sure but it would probably revolve around his relationship with Bee and stuff bc of my headcanons for the two....
Unpopular opinion
I kinda hated him in the Wreck-Gar episode lmao, I love the idea of him being a father to Wreck-Gar and such but man what on earth happened to him?? Ratchet is a medic at heart which shows in his most gentle and kind moments!! To see his grumpiness and semi-rudeness ramped up out of nowhere just kinda made me sad =[. Also i don’t think he’s hot like at all but maybe that’s bc I’ve never gotten the appeal of crushing on elderly characters...
Favorite relationship
Him and Sari or him and Optimus but I cannot choose...
I really really love how him and Optimus have a playful relationship and when they jab at each other they both don’t take much offense. It’s also really nice to see they can talk to each other about their trauma and pasts and is something they both clearly need. I think they’ve had rocky moments in their friendship but overall their relationship is delightful to see! And I already talked about Sari n him =].
Favorite headcanon
I ask for nothing more than more content of Ratchet adopting Bee and being his dad. I Love these two as father and son. Ratchet and him had such potential to be just the perfect ‘grumpy but also soft’ father and ‘obnoxious but caring’ son dynamic. We were robbed!!! Anyways I love Ratchet listening to Bee infodump for 6 hours about fnaf and minecraft lore while he’s trying to fix him up and Optimus eventually being like “aww Ratchet I’m so glad you’ve taken Bee under your wing =] that’s really sweet” And Ratchet dies instantly bc he never realized he did that... no matter how many times Bee has called him dad...
Bee also gets really pissy when Ratchet doesnt take care of himself bc damn it old man you can’t be doing that!! Stop drinking coffee and go to bed if Bee loses a dad over how ‘important your work is’ than he’ll never forgive u he swears. Sometimes when Ratchet or Bee have nightmares they just sleep together,,, I just.... I care them so much I have a mighty need for more content of these two....
Okay Now Jazz!!!
First impression
I thought he was mega adorable, he was so great and dorky and I just wanted to kiss him cute lips... Love how he loved earth so much!! It was mega adorable
Impression now
He is forever mega adorable Earth nerd to me,,,, This man is just too fucking cute!!! Also bless him for being so cool and putting up with Sentinel’s aft.... His interactions with the Jettwins in the comics and manga are really wholesome too,,, he really gained two younger brothers on that day huh?
I absolutely love this man he is a fave for sure.
Favorite moment
Every moment he spent talking about how cool earth is makes me sob like a big baby full of Love... The scene in the rain and the traffic light joke... Some of my favorite moments, I want to make a compilation Of Nothing but Jazz talking about earth and I’d have that shit on repeat like it was my new album. They are legit some of my favorite moments in the show and his interactions with Prowl,,, kinda homo and really cute...
Seeing Prowl low-key tryna flirt with and impress Jazz in show is so cute? That little allspark moment in end game? Filled with homosexual tension. Love the way they banter.
Idea for a story
Holoform Jazz and Prowl date “Hanging out” and they just walked around earth, holding hands,going to shops and eventually a restaurant and Jazz is absolutely gushing about how cool everything is... I feel like Jazz would have a coolass outfit with a scarf and shit...
Unpopular opinion
Hm Jazz should murder Lockdown and carry Prowl away from his dead corpse while they kiss.... Also Jazz would make a fursona unironically and secretly wishes Prowl was a werewolf it’s his biggest romantic fantasy to have big fluffy organic husband.
Favorite relationship
Chants loudly, Him and Prowl him and Prowl him and Prowl him and-
They are just too cute... The way they banter and impress each other while being kinda playful to each other.... It really shows off a new side of Prowl and the way he smiles when talking to Jazz and confides in him so much,,,, I just... I love them...
Favorite headcanon
Jazz is a furry. he has a fursona and Werewolf!Prowl aus are his fucking dream.... Bee is horrified to find out he’s the true furry out of him and Prowl...
#tfa jazz#tfa ratchet#tfa#Transformers animated#maccadam#transformers#whirly speaks#jazzprowl#tfa jazzprowl#my thoughts
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FrUk Week Day Six - FACE
@frukweek2020
Uh. This got INCREDIBLY out of hand. The characters took over and they didn’t want me to stop writing until this was finished. Even though that was roughly 6,600 words long. Human AU. Alfred and Matthieu are elementary schoolers, and they each have a single dad. This is the story of how the boys met, and dragged their fathers into a relationship.
High key I love writing child Alfred, he’s adorable. And Matthieu.
Warnings: Cussing. There’s a blowjob at the end, BUT I’ve marked where to stop reading if you want to read to that point. The sheer freaking length of this thing deserves a warning, though it’s not technically needed.
Alfred and Matthieu literally run into each other on the playground at school. As they stand and look at each other, their similarities stick out to one another almost immediately. Alfred is the first to react. “You have my face!” He screams, pointing at the shy boy. Matthieu flinches back, bringing his hands up to cover his ears. Why did he have to run into potentially the loudest boy in the entire elementary school on his first day? And where are his glasses!? He drops to the ground, and runs his hands over the soft, slightly bouncy pad meant to keep kids from hurting themselves too much. The strange boy sits next to him, and holds out his hand. “Here. These are yours, right?” He reaches out carefully and grabs the thing offered to him. To his relief, it is his glasses. He slips them on and scowls at the boy. Apparently this is an invitation for him to start talking.
“What’s your name? Mine’s Alfred! Are you new here? I’ve never seen you here before! I think I would have noticed someone that looks so similar to me. How old are you? I’m ten! Do you think we could be brothers? I’m adopted! Dad says he doesn’t like keeping secrets from me, so I know that, but others that are adopted might not. It’s okay if you don’t know! I can ask your parent...s!? Do you have one parent, like me, or two? Hey, we should switch places! You’ll really love dad! He’s kind and caring and he makes the best scones! Though everyone else seems to dislike them, I’m not sure why. I think he’s the best cook in the whole wide world. If you don’t want to switch, you should come over after school! I know my address, so I don’t get lost. Do you know yours? No, probably not, if you just moved here. But we should totally have a sleepover! Then dad can bring us both to school tomorrow. Or we can have a weekend sleepover! Tomorrow’s Friday, after all! How does that sound? I’m excited! I made a new friend that looks just like me! Well, almost. What’s this?” He reaches out and tugs on Matthieu’s curl. He shoves his hands away quickly, cheeks flushed.
“Don’t touch that please. It’s really hard to get it to stay how I like it!” Alfred scrunches up his nose at him.
“You’re too quiet. I can barely hear you! Try speaking louder. It’s so much fun when you can be heard! And why didn’t you answer any of my questions? Oh, your glasses are different from mine! We’d have to take each other’s if we want to switch. And I’d have to get this stupid cowlick into a curl.” Alfred starts rocking back and forth happily. “You’d have to make your curl a cowlick! I think you’d look cute with one. Hmm, you have purple eyes though. I don’t. Mine are blue! I’m sure dad won’t notice though. He’s not exactly the most observant. I love him, but he’s sometimes wrapped up in his own stuff. It must be hard, being an adult. Say, why haven’t you answered my questions again?”
“Because you won’t be quiet long enough for me to speak!” He narrows his eyes at the boy. “You’re obnoxious.” He sighs heavily.
“What’s that mean? Is it a compliment? I’m going to take it as a compliment! Dad says those are nice things people say about you, to you sometimes.” He pauses long enough to take a breath. Finally. “I miss dad. Maybe we shouldn’t switch. I want to see him when I go home. Not that I think your parents won’t be loving!” He stops rocking, and frowns deeply at his new friend. “Hey, should I stop talking to give you a chance to talk back?” A nod, then silence.
“Alright. Now that you’re done. My name is Matthieu, I’m also ten. Daddy and I just moved here last week. It took a bit for me to get into the school system. I don’t want to switch places, or have a sleepover with you. I don’t know you.” He answers the bare minimum, despite knowing every question that was asked. He’s not adopted. He would have already been told that! ...Right? Now he’s not so sure. He looks over Alfred, frowning. He looks like my twin. It can’t be. Can it?
“Pfffft! You still call your Dad ‘Daddy’! We’re too old for that, dude! We’re big boys now! Men.” He hops up, placing his hands on his hips in a superhero pose. “See? Men! Little men. We don’t need to call them that anymore!” Matthieu hugs himself. He doesn’t like this loud boy. He’s too energetic. He plops back down next to him, and lays his head on his shoulder. He hopes he doesn’t have head lice. “Though it would be nice to be able to call him that again. I might try it. I miss it. Thanks! Oh! Here!” He pulls something out of his pocket. “I’ll share my scone with you for that! You’ll love it.” Alfred feels the boy next to him shudder, and wraps an arm around him tightly. “It’s not cold out here. Why are you cold? Are you sick? Do you need to go to the nurse? Want me to walk with you? I will! I’ll even ask if we can go. You’re too quiet to be heard by them. Hey, that’s a good idea! I’ll be your voice from now on! Tell me what you want to say as quiet as you want, and I’ll say it as loud as I want! That’ll be great! I can’t wait to do that!”
“I’m alright,” he mumbles, staring at his fingers. He very much dislikes that he likes having someone his age hug him. Sure, cuddles and hugs and kisses from his father are nice, but he always feels too big. “If I ask Daddy about sleeping over and he says yes, will you hold me like this the entire time?”
“Mmhmm!” He nods his head dramatically. “I will! Anything to make my new friend happy!”
“Then your father isn’t cooking. I’ll ask Daddy if he can make us something. He’s a professional chef.” Normally, he wouldn’t gloat about that. But he has to do something to stage this kid up. He’s got so much confidence, and courage, and everything Matthieu has ever wanted. It feels like the only thing he has on him is his father’s job.
“Profes… What’s that word mean?”
“He’s very good at it.” Well, and maybe his vocabulary. But that’s nothing to brag about. That makes him a nerd. Prime picking on material. That’s part of the reason he stays so quiet and to himself. He doesn’t want to be picked on again.
“Ooooooh yes! Please! I wanna eat something he makes! Dad isn’t a chef, but he’s still the bestest cook to me! I have to say that though, he’s my dad. And I love him very much. Don’t worry though! I’ll be honest about your dad’s food. I can’t wait!” Alfred hugs his new friend tighter. “Do you live with anyone else? If not, we should totally have a mega sleepover! You and I, and our dads! I’m sure they’d love to get to know each other. What parent doesn’t want to get to know their child’s best friend’s parent?” Matthieu shrugs, not knowing what else to do. He’s never really had a friend before now. “Here!” He shoves a piece of paper into his hand. “It’s my dad’s number. I’m supposed to keep that paper in my pocket for safety reasons, but I want your dad to call him! I’ve got it memorized, I’ll write another one when we go back in. Please have him call when you get home! I want to be able to do this sleepover tomorrow! And let’s go all weekend!” He looks up, and frowns deeply. “Awwww man! It’s time to go in. You know what to do, right? I’ll talk to you later!” He stands and runs off. What a strange boy. He glances down at the paper in his hand. This is going to be interesting.
~
Alfred bursts into his father’s classroom, a million things to say about his new friend. Arthur has to take both of his hands, squeeze, and tell him to breathe. He closes his eyes to do so, and takes maybe ten deep breaths. “Do you think you can answer my questions without getting off topic now?” He nods frantically, and his dad smiles at him. “Thank you. What’s your new friend’s name?”
“Matthew! No, that’s not right. He said it really weird, I think it’s another language.”
“Perhaps. I’ll ask his father when he calls. You said he was going to do that, right?”
“Mmhmm! Can we have a sleepover tomorrow?” Arthur sighs.
“We’ll have to see. I’ve got a test tomorrow, and I might need extra time grading. I can’t watch the two of you and grade at the same time.”
“His dad can watch us! He’s coming over too, I think. He’s cooking for us. He’s a profesonel chef! And then he’s going to stay the night with you, if that’s okay? That way we can have a mega sleepover! Matthew and I, and you and his dad! We should watch movies and cuddle!” Arthur takes in the information without struggle. He’s assuming Alfred meant professional chef. He’ll have to help him with his pronunciation on that. As for the sleepover…
“I would very much like to have a sleepover with him as well, but I’m sure he has to work. I don’t mind watching the two of you if I can get my grading done. I will speak with him about that. If he doesn’t mind staying until I’m finished, you two can have your sleepover.”
“Yay!” He sticks his bottom lip out in a pout, and crosses his arms over his chest. “I wanna tell him now though. Can he hurry and call!?”
“Alfred. You know not everyone works here. His dad might not even be home when he gets there. Or he might stay somewhere else until he can be picked up. Give it a little bit, alright? Here. Why don’t you draw me a picture of Matthew?” He hands him a pile of printer paper and some crayons. “That way I can know how similar you two truly are.” He runs over to one of the desks excitedly. Thank goodness that distraction worked.
~
“Daddy!” Matthieu runs toward Francis. He picks him up, and hugs him close. The boy buries his nose in his hair, smiling brightly.
“Oh? I see that smile. What brought that on? Did something good happen on your first day at your new school?” He nods, giggling quietly.
“It did! I made a new friend! I think. He looks a lot like me, Daddy. Do you know if I have a brother? We’re the same age, so he’d be my twin. He says he’s adopted, too, so I… I thought it might be possible. He said something about me being adopted? It made me think. I’ve never heard you talk about mom.” Francis sighs heavily.
“I didn’t want you to find out this way. And I’m so sorry for not telling you earlier. I just… I didn’t want you to love me any less, I suppose. You are adopted. But that doesn’t mean I don’t see you as my perfect little boy. I love you very much. You know that, right?”
“Mm, I do!” He giggles again as he nods, wrapping his arms as far around Francis’ shoulders as he can. “I sort of figured I was adopted after he said that. It’s okay! I love you exactly the same. No! Actually, I love you more now! You chose me. You didn’t have to, but you did.” He kisses his cheek. “So don’t feel bad for it, okay, Daddy? I promise it doesn’t hurt! And I’m sure there’s a reason you didn’t get Alfred, if he’s my twin.”
“He is. I desperately wanted him as well, but he had already been adopted. I’m guessing by his dad now. I was told he wanted both of you, too, but was denied. He couldn’t bear to leave both of you though, so he adopted your brother. Not that there was anything wrong with you! Alfred would cry without him. He adopted the one that seemed hurt more by his absence. You’ve always been my sweet independent boy, so that makes sense. I’m glad you two have found each other though. Who knew we would move to the same area?” He laughs softly.
“It’s like fate wanted us together! All four of us.” He squeezes his shoulders lightly. “Alfred wants us to spend the night with him and his dad. Both of us. He called it a mega sleepover. You’re supposed to call to talk to him, when we get home. I got his number!” He tugs the paper out of his pocket and hands it to his father.
“Alright. I can at least call. But let’s go home first, oui?” He walks toward the vehicle, smiling at his son’s excited nod.
~
Alfred perks up when he hears Arthur’s phone ringing. That must be Matthew’s dad! “Hello, Arthur speaking.” There’s a quiet laugh from the other end that makes him blush a bit.
“Hello, Arthur. Are you Alfred’s father? I’m Matthieu’s father, Francis. He told me to call you?” So that’s how it’s pronounced.
“Ah, yes! It’s nice to speak with you. Alfred tells me he met your son today and made plans with him. I apologize. He can get carried away. He shouldn’t have decided on anything without our input.” He gives his son a pointed look.
“It’s alright! I don’t mind. I’d do anything for Matthieu’s first friend. So he mentioned the mega sleepover?”
“That he did. I told him we might have to work. But if you’re off tomorrow afternoon, they can have their sleepover. I may have to grade papers and I can’t watch them without help while I do that. If you’re okay with helping.” There’s a playful scoff.
“I’m not hearing the part where I stay all night, like they have planned.”
“I- You can! Please don’t think you aren’t welcome! I thought you would have to work is all.” His cheeks flush crimson.
“You’re forgiven. For now. I make sure I have the weekends off to spend time with Matthieu. If he wants that time to be with Alfred and you as well, then I’ll gladly go with him.”
“I would do the same for Alfred.” A comfortable silence falls between them. After a moment, he remembers something. “Oh! Alfred said they planned for us to sleep together.” He lowers his voice so his son can’t hear. “They don’t realize we aren’t as carefree as them. We can discuss sleeping arrangements when you arrive. I’ll send you the address. What time should I expect you?”
“Around five. I have something important to talk to you about as well.”
“Alright. We will eagerly await your arrival tomorrow.”
“Thank you. Have a wonderful rest of your day.” This makes Arthur blush even more.
~
Francis looks back at Matthieu when he pulls up to Arthur and Alfred’s house. “You ready for your first sleepover, kiddo?” He hugs his stuffed polar bear tighter to his chest.
“I-I think so! But my legs are all wobbly. Can you carry me in?”
“Of course I will. Anything for my sweet little boy.” He hops out, and opens Matthieu’s door. He unbuckles him from his carseat, and picks him up. He grabs hold of his overnight bag as well, then closes the door, making sure to lock up the vehicle. He kisses Matthieu’s hair reassuringly, and walks up to the door. “Do you want to knock?”
“Yes please!” He reaches out and taps the door. Apparently Arthur is waiting for them to arrive, because the door swings open a second later.
“Hello, and welcome to our home.” Matthieu wiggles to be let down before they even get inside, and Francis places him down carefully.
“Thank you very much! Alfred! Where are you!?” He runs into the house.
“He’s usually very shy. I’m glad he’s found a friend that he feels comfortable around.” He looks at Arthur, who’s got a shocked expression on his face. “What?”
“He and Alfred look almost exactly alike,” he whispers.
“Oui, they do. But you know why.”
“He’s the twin I couldn’t adopt,” his voice is louder now, though barely. Francis nods.
“He is. I’m happy they found each other. But what are the chances we would move to the same area?” He laughs heartily. “It’s like fate wanted them together again. I’m glad.”
“How are we going to tell them that?”
“I’ve already told Matthieu. I hadn’t realized you didn’t tell Alfred yet.”
“I didn’t think they looked as similar as he said. Alfred has a tendency to hyperbolize everything.” Francis snorts quietly. Arthur scoffs. “What? Did you not expect an English teacher to use that word?”
“An English teacher, hmm? That only slightly explains your inability to cook. Alfred offered Matthieu some of the scone you made him, and he told me he feared for his life.” Arthur snaps his head around, ready to chew him out. His heart skips a beat. It’s the first time he’s looked at Francis, and he feels light headed. He’s beautiful. Shit! This isn’t good! His house guest is super fucking attractive!
“Not all of us can be professional chefs,” he settles on, looking away again.
“Oui, that is true. Though I can teach you, if you would like to learn?” He shouldn’t take the offer. That’s torturing himself. But he finds himself nodding. “Great! We can start tonight. After you’re done grading, of course. I’ll go watch the boys until then. Where might I find them?” Arthur steps back, and points at the door to Alfred’s room silently. He smiles at him, and walks toward it. Well shit. He’s royally fucked.
~
“You have a stuffed polar bear?” Matthieu nods sheepishly. “Cool! Are they a comfort item? I have one of those! His name is Toni. He’s an alien!” He crawls up on his bed, and grabs Toni. “See? I sleep with him every night. Does yours have a name?” He nods once. “Nice! You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I know it can be personal.” He shrugs, and slides back down to the floor, holding Toni close. “What do you wanna do first? Dad’s still got to grade some, but we can start on the fun! They can join later. We’ll get the ball rolling. Whatever that means. I’ve heard dad use it a few times, so I know I’m using it right!” Matthieu giggles quietly. He really likes his brother. They’re each other’s opposite. Perfect for completing each other. He wraps his arms around him, giving him a big hug. “What’s this for?”
“To show you how much I love you.” Alfred brings his arms up to hug him back.
“I love you too! So much. And we’re going to love each other even more, as the night continues! I can’t wait for it.” Someone opens his door, and he turns his head to it. “Oh! Hello there! You must be Matthew’s dad! You’re very pretty, you know. Prettier than most women I know!” He chuckles softly.
“Thank you. I’m glad to see you two getting along. Matthieu, do you want to change into your night clothes?”
“Please!” Francis smiles fondly, and hands him his overnight bag.
“Oh! Of course! You can change in my bathroom!” Alfred points at a door inside his room. “It’s over there!” How sweet of Arthur to give him the ensuite room. Though he did the same for Matthieu. They must think similarly. He watches his son walk into the room after pulling out his clothes. “Hey! You should change into your night clothes too! Jeans are uncomfortable.” He sticks his bottom lip out in a pout.
“I have to cook first. But I will when I’m finished, alright?”
“Pinky promise?” He holds out his hand.
“Pinky promise.” He kneels, and grabs Alfred’s pinky with his own. The boy grins, and throws his arms around him. “Aren’t you quite the hugger?” He laughs. “I’m glad Matthieu made friends with someone so friendly.”
“Matthew’s great! I love him already. He loves me, too! He told me so.” He pulls away to cross his arms over his chest proudly. “But I’m sure he loves you still! Just like I love my dad still.”
“I’m sure he does. Love isn’t a limited feeling. The more it’s needed, the more it shows up.” Alfred furrows his brows slightly.
“Matthew and I don’t love you both any less, but we love each other more than we did. Does that mean if you and dad come to love each other, you will still love us the same you already do?” Francis feels his cheeks heat up slightly in embarrassment. He picks Alfred up and brushes his nose against his cheek.
“That’s right. We might love you both even more by then. If that happens. I’m not going to promise it will. But it could.” Alfred’s eyes light up.
“Then you would move in together and Matthew and I would never have to be apart! Except for at school, but everywhere else we could be together!” He gasps. “We could have sleepovers every night!” He wiggles out of Francis’ arms and runs over to Matthieu, who’s just come out of the bathroom. “We have to get our dads together! We’d be able to have a sleepover every night! We’d live in the same house! Let’s get them together, pleeeeeeeeeeeease!”
“Daddy says love isn’t something you can force. And they’d have to be in love for that to happen.” Alfred’s bottom lip trembles, and he starts crying. “Hey! Okay! Alright! We can try. Just stop crying. Please.” He wipes at his tears. “I don’t want to see someone I love crying.” He hugs him tightly. “Just don’t be disappointed if they don’t wind up loving each other, okay?” Alfred nods, hiccuping slightly from his outburst of tears. “Shh. I’m right here. I’ll soothe you.” He glances up at his father, who’s standing in the doorway with an amused expression. “Go find Arthur, Daddy! We’ll be fine!”
“Yeah! We’ve got to plot! Shew! Go! You can’t hear any of this!” He laughs, and leaves the room without protest. He finds Arthur, and leans against the wall next to him.
“Just thought you should know, our sons are plotting ways to get us together currently. They want a sleepover every night.” Arthur groans quietly, but doesn’t look up from his grading.
“It was Alfred’s idea, wasn’t it? No need to answer, I know it was. I’d hate to disappoint them. Should we just let them plot for now?” Francis raises a brow.
“Don’t you think we should stop it before it becomes something serious?”
“I’ve never seen him this happy. I want to enjoy it a bit more before I tell him anything.” He sighs softly. “I knew it would come back to bite me in the ass when I told him boys could love boys, and girls could love girls. And everyone in between.”
“I wondered why he used a neutral term for Matthieu’s polar bear. Now I know. He’s got a wonderful father.” He notices Arthur’s cheeks turn red.
“I’m only teaching him love and acceptance. That shouldn’t mean I’m a wonderful father. It should be the norm.”
“But it isn’t. And that’s what makes you wonderful for doing it. I’m teaching Matthieu the same things.” Arthur looks up at him. “It’s relieving, knowing I can make a friend with the same views I have about that.”
“I suppose it is. But are we friends? We aren’t their age anymore. Looking at each other doesn’t make us friends.”
“Maybe not. But I would say trusting me to watch your child, and trusting me to be in your house, counts as friendship. I view us as friends. Don’t you?” Arthur rolls his eyes, and goes back to grading.
“I know you wouldn’t do anything. You’ve got a child as well. We aren’t friends because we don’t know much about each other.” Francis scoffs.
“Then let’s change that. You’re an English teacher. I’m a chef. Your name is Arthur. Mine is Francis. We both have beautiful little boys that are actually twins. That alone should be enough for us to be friends.”
“I really must finish grading. Please, leave me be. We can speak when we cook. Feel free to sit on the couch and watch something. I have a feeling Alfred and Matthieu will come out if they hear the television going.” Not wanting to push anything, Francis does as he’s told. Arthur was right; the two boys come out less than a minute after he turns on the television, and cuddle up to him and each other.
~
“Well, good to see you three getting along.” Arthur smiles at them. Alfred launches himself into his arms, hugging him tightly.
“You’re finished! Yay! Can we have macaroni and cheese tonight? And chicken nuggets!”
“Some corn, too?” Comes Matthieu’s quiet voice. Before he can respond, Francis is speaking.
“Of course you can.” He kisses both of them on the forehead, then looks at Arthur. “But I won’t stand for boxed food. Can you watch after Matthieu for a bit? I’m going to get ingredients.” He nods slowly. “Merci!” He pulls his car keys out of his pocket, and is out the door before Arthur can comprehend what happened.
“Ooooooh! Chef food!” Matthieu lets out a snort of laughter. It reminds both of the people with him of his father’s amused laugh.
~
“Sorry I ran out so fast. I was inspired. Can you put on a movie for the boys? Then meet me in the kitchen!” He hurries to the room, washing his hands while he waits on Arthur. He grins at him when he comes into the room a few minutes later. “Great! Wash your hands.” He does so silently. “Do you know how to make corn on the cob?”
“Boil some water, right?”
“Okay. Can you get some bowls for the chicken? I’m going to bread it.”
“What? Is that not how you make corn?” Francis smiles sweetly at him.
“It’s better in the oven.” Arthur blushes slightly. He feels silly now. Why has he never thought of that? “It’s alright. I don’t expect you to know all of my tricks. That’s why I’m teaching you. If you knew them already, there wouldn’t be a point in doing this.” Arthur nods slowly. That makes sense! He hurries to pull out some bowls for Francis. “You can boil some water for the macaroni though. After we make the noodles.” Make the noodles!? What on Earth!
“Are we doing everything from scratch?”
“Absolutely.” This is going to be a long prep. “Let’s see… Noodles first. They have to rest for a bit. I can cut the chicken while that happens.” He pulls out some ingredients, and starts whisking them together. He explains exactly what he’s doing to Arthur, smiling the entire time. Once the pasta is resting, he washes his hands again, and shifts to cutting the chicken into cubed pieces. He covers them in a flour, season salt, salt, and pepper mix, dips them in egg, then in breadcrumbs. He places each one carefully on a pan, placing them in the oven when he’s finished. Arthur’s stomach knots up nervously when he leans close to him to wash his hands. “That wasn’t so hard, now was it?” He shakes his head quickly.
“I think I can do that in the future.”
“Good. They’re much healthier than anything store bought. And tastier. I’m sure Alfred will appreciate it.” He pulls away, and Arthur lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “On to the pasta!” He starts folding it delicately. Arthur… tries. And very miserably fails. “Here. Like this.” He takes his hands and moves them carefully, showing him how to do it. He can feel his heart beating fast. Francis is stunning. He feels special, having him here to teach him all of this. “Try on your own?” He does, focusing hard on the dough in front of him. He actually manages to make one.
“I did it!” He smiles brightly, laughing a bit. “I didn’t think it was possible! Thank you!” He turns to hug him, and freezes. Right. They’re not close enough for that. He goes back to making pasta, head bowed and cheeks flushed. When they’re finished, Francis places them aside, washes his hands again, and fills a pot with water to boil it. Arthur washes his hands, and starts shucking the corn. At least he can do that! Francis watches him curiously, but doesn’t comment. Hopefully that means he’s doing good? He hands them off to the man when they’re clean, and he places them on a sheet to be buttered.
“It’s sweet corn, so it’s better to only butter them. Other types you want to prepare differently.” Arthur nods. He’s actually understanding this! “Would you like to put them in?” He carefully takes the pan, and slides them into the oven, next to the chicken nuggets. He trusts that Francis knows what he’s doing. “Now for the macaroni.” He pushes them into the boiling water, and stares intently at them. He drains them way sooner than Arthur expected. Seeing his confusion, Francis explains it to him. “Fresh pasta cooks a lot faster.”
“Ah.” He bows his head again, blushing more. He glances up just in time to see his companion adding shredded cheese and milk to the noodles. “Even the cheese has to be made like this?”
“It’s better this way, trust me.” He bites his bottom lip, and measures out some breadcrumbs. He tosses those into the macaroni and cheese, and stirs them in. That’s… interesting. “They’re really good. I promise.” He gives him a reassuring smile, then checks on the items in the oven. He pulls out the corn, but leaves the chicken nuggets. Maybe three minutes pass before he deems them done. He turns to grin at Arthur. “Doesn’t that feel better? Oh, by the way, you’re covered in flour from the pasta.” He brushes his shirt off lightly. Fuck. His hand is warm, and gentle, and Arthur steadfastly ignores the pleasure that comes from him touching his chest.
“I should probably go change. You should, too.” He gives him a polite, slightly concerned smile. “You must be hot in that. I don’t know how you cook with sleeves.”
“I guess I’m used to it. But oui, I’ll change too. Then we can all eat!”
~
Did Arthur already mention he’s royally fucked? Because he is. He’s been staring at Francis for the past two and a half hours. He only knows it’s been that long because that’s the length of the movie that just ended. He didn’t watch a second of it. “I’m glad we were able to tell the boys they’re actually twins. I think they took it well. Don’t you?” He looks at the two between them. They’re snuggled up to each other, asleep. Matthieu is beside Francis, and Alfred is beside him.
“I think they’re happy to have each other in any way. Being brothers just makes it better.” Francis nods thoughtfully.
“I’ve been thinking a lot about their plan to get us together.” Not this. Anything but this. “I don’t think we should ruin their fun.”
“We have to. We can’t let them think there’s a possibility of moving in together sometime soon.” Francis looks him dead in the eyes.
“Who’s to say there isn’t a possibility? I know you’ve been staring at me. For the entire length of the movie. Do you even know what we just watched?” His face turns crimson, and he jerks his head to the side. “I thought so. Don’t worry though.” He carefully reaches over the boys to grab Arthur’s hand and squeeze, causing him to look at him again. “The only reason I know you’ve been staring at me is because I’ve been staring at you. More discreetly, of course, but I have. You’re cute. And I love your eagerness to learn. I hope that exists in every category.” He winks at him, then runs his tongue along his teeth. Arthur shudders at the implications.
“I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he huffs out indignantly. Francis raises a brow at him. It’s a challenge. Are you sure this is the route you want to take? It is. “Besides, I’m only eager to learn because there’s so much I don’t know yet.”
“I can teach you something right now, if you want.” He squeezes his hand again. “I know I want to.” He licks his lips.
“That depends on what it is. And where our relationship stands if it’s what I think it is.”
“It’s definitely not as bad as what you’re thinking it is. But I won’t do it if you aren’t willing. As for our relationship… Will you be my boyfriend?” There’s the word. That darn word that has Arthur’s face practically on fire from the embarrassment! He nods, feeling too shy to say anything. “Good. Now I want to teach you something.” He releases his hand, and carefully stands, making sure not to wake the boys. He picks Arthur up, still being cautious. “Where’s your room?”
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“U-upstairs. First door on the right.” He clings to Francis tightly, stomach twisting nervously. He makes his way to the room, and sets Arthur down on the bed. To his relief, he doesn’t get over him. Instead, he kneels by the bed after locking the door. “Oh! You want to do that!” He covers his face. Wearing sweatpants wasn’t the best idea. It’s super easy to tell he’s horny.
“Only if you’re okay with it.” He nods nervously.
“I am.” Francis grabs both of his thighs from behind and squeezes reassuringly.
“I promise to be gentle.” He presses a heated kiss to his bulge. Shit that feels good! It’s been too long since someone else touched him. He lets out a quiet whine.
“More. Please.”
“Non, not until you’re completely hard.” He kisses it again. Arthur’s breath hitches, and he tilts his head back. “You’re very sensitive. This will be fun.” He tightens his grip on his thighs, and sucks lightly. Arthur squirms a bit. This will be really fun. “Try not to wake Alfred and Matthieu,” he mumbles before tugging at his pants. He lifts his hips up, letting him slip them off easily. He can’t help but smile when he sees his underwear. “Superman.”
“Shush. Alfred picked them out. He wanted me to know I’m his hero. Now continue. Please.” Francis nods, and sucks on his bulge again. He jerks slightly, letting out a faint squeak. He breathes out through his mouth to tease him, and is surprised to feel hands in his hair.
“That’s how you want to play?” Arthur nods. Francis smirks, and bites down lightly on the fabric. His hair gets tugged on, and Arthur jolts slightly.
“Fuck,” he breathes out. He reaches for his pillow, and brings it to his mouth so he can bite down on it. He’s not going to be able to keep himself silent. Francis bites down again, and he moans heartily into the fabric. His erection is already nearly as hard as it can be. “You’re good with your mouth,” he mumbles into the pillow.
“I know I am~” He nips at it lightly, then tugs on his underwear. Arthur lifts himself up, letting him take them. He presses a kiss to the head with a smirk. “Beautiful,” he whispers before taking all of it into his mouth. Arthur is definitely going to take advantage of him seemingly not having a gag reflex. He bucks his hips, reveling in the quiet noise of surprise Francis makes. He pulls on his hair, guiding him up his shaft a bit. He pulls away from his pillow to talk.
“It’s really hard to resist doing what I want, so I’m going to ask if it’s okay. I won’t do it if you say no, but I really want to fuck your mouth. Can I?” Francis’ eyes widen slightly. Arthur smirks, knowing that’s not what he expected. “What? I like being in control~” He watches the man shudder, then nod. Immediately, he starts moving his hips. Slowly at first, then a bit faster. Francis tightens his jaw slightly, causing him to drag his teeth along the top. Arthur shoves his pillow back in his mouth and moans loudly. He tries to make eye contact, but he tightens his jaw again. Arthur tosses his head back in pleasure as his teeth rake along the top and bottom. Francis brings a hand up, running it along his thigh. He pauses to fondle him for a moment, then continues back more. He pushes one finger into Arthur, and he screams into the pillow. He’s close! And coming undone.
He tugs harder on his hair, now guiding his head back and forth, in time with his hip thrusts. “Oh God!” it’s loud enough to hear through the pillow. He lets himself enjoy it for a few more moments, before deciding he’s too close to tempt fate. He releases Francis’ hair and scoots back, but he comes with. “You want me to…?” He nods. Arthur flushes crimson, but grabs his hair again. He gives a few smaller thrusts, then a big one that pulls a scream-moan from his lips and lets him reach his release. He rides it out, thrusting a few more times, before releasing Francis’ hair for the night. He feels the finger slip out of him and shudders. They both pant heavily, not looking at each other. Just as he parts his lips to ask Francis if he wants the same done to him, he moans loudly, trembling with pleasure. “Did you just…?”
“Masturbate while I was sucking you off and finish while I was swallowing down your release? Yes.” Arthur shoves his face into the pillow, completely embarrassed. He peeks out when he feels a hand on his shoulder. “I’m going to clean up a bit. Then we should put the boys to bed. Can we sleep together tonight?”
“You don’t need to ask,” he mumbles out shyly. He hugs the pillow to his chest, and sticks his tongue out at Francis. “I want you to sleep with me.” He smiles brightly. “And I’m happy to report you taught me some very valuable information that I will be using in the future. Hopefully the near future.” He winks at him. “Oh, and the bathroom is across the hall. Towels are in the linen closet.” He blows him a kiss as he opens the door. “Have fun, sexy.” His ears turn red and he leaves the room quickly. Arthur stands, stretching himself out. He’s not got any mess to clean up, so he pulls his clothes back on and wanders out into the hall. He meets up with Francis, who kisses him deeply. He doesn’t even mind not knowing if he brushed his teeth or not.
“Let’s put those two to bed and make out until we fall asleep.”
“That sounds wonderful.”
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Do you have headcanons about which characters Alan meets in each region?
Brock — I feel like Brock would be a very good friend for Alan to have. They’re the same age in canon (15), which makes them peers, and aside from that Brock has a very soothing, nurturing nature, which is exactly the kind of friend that Alan needs after everything that happens with Flare. This is especially true since while Brock is kind, his kindness is true kindness in that he’s also firm when he needs to be, i.e. he’s not an enabler of untrue, self-deprecating thoughts. If Alan tried to blame himself for things that weren’t his fault, Brock would put a stop to that right quick, ripping the shovel from his hands and refusing to let him dig himself deeper. That said, I honestly imagine their meeting would be by chance; perhaps Alan goes to Professor Oak’s lab to run an errand for Sycamore and ends up hearing about how a couple of the Gym Leaders in Kanto have mastered Mega Evolution, and so he decides to check that out on his own before returning to Kalos, and that’s how he meets Brock. But either way, I think it’d be a good friendship for him and one that’d last for years.
Gary — I mentioned this in another post, but Alan and Gary already have so much in common that I just think it’d be neat to see them interact. They’re both nerds who care a lot about pokémon, they both love battling, they were both raised by regional professors, and so on and so forth. Mega Charizard X vs. Mega Blastoise Round II would also be really interesting to see. Though their areas of study are different, I think they’d have a lot to talk about, and the fact that they’re both fond of fieldwork would also be another point in favor of the two of them meeting. If Alan did that errand to Oak’s lab that I mentioned above, this could easily be how he meets Gary, who is perhaps home from his own travels for a little while.
Professor Oak — I mean, let’s just continue this “running an errand to Oak’s” thing, which means that he obviously meets Professor Oak. Alan is a studious young man who’s quite experienced in taking care of pokémon and I think Oak would appreciate that. I don’t think they’d get particularly close, both being focused on the research end of things (and Oak not being one to poach other professor’s assistants, generally), but they’d get along well enough, particularly since I’m sure Alan has a lot of respect for Oak given all his accomplishments in the field.
Tracey — RESURRECT TRACEY SKETCHITT 2020. Honestly, Tracey is Oak’s assistant and so it’s completely bewildering why he is nowhere in sight ever the few times we’re allowed to actually go to Oak’s ranch in the anime. In my world, though, he’s there, and while obviously Oak is his hero I imagine that he’s also very curious about Sycamore’s research as well and would probably jump at the chance to ask Alan all sorts of questions about it, and would be even more excited to draw pictures of Lizardon. Alan would be very happy to let Tracey draw pictures of Lizardon because it gets Tracey out of his personal space bubble and to stop asking him rapid-fire questions. (He doesn’t mind Tracey, but Tracey is very enthusiastic when it comes to gaining knowledge and that would make Alan feel kind of on-the-spot and uncomfortable.)
Delia — When what he has to do at Oak’s ends up having to run into another day (or another couple days), Delia, who happened to be visiting at the time and recognizes Alan as one of Ash’s friends (because Ash told her about him and showed him the picture that was taken of everyone at Sycamore’s lab) “invites” Alan to stay the night, and by “invites” I mean “insists” and so he gets a home cooked meal and a nice place to sleep (in Ash’s room) and also gets mothered for the first time ever in his life. Like, Sycamore is his dad, obviously, and Fulbert was his grouchy uncle, but both of those things aren’t quite exactly the same thing as having a mom, especially one who (though she won’t say it) knows you’ve been through a lot recently and can tell you’re still kind of going through it and so makes extra sure to give you a warm hug when you leave and also a bento with lunch and an extra pack of sweets to take with you. (And when he tries to apologize to her for putting Ash in so much danger she won’t hear of it because Ash told her that Alan saved him multiple times and that’s all that matters to her.) Alan won’t think of her as “mom,” of course, because he’s only known her a couple days and she most definitely is not his mom, but he does wonder, when she hugs him, if that’s what being hugged by a mother feels like, and it sticks with him for a while. All in all, Alan likes Delia, although he and Lizardon both don’t know how they feel about Delia calling Lizardon “Li-Li.”
And wow, this is getting really long, so all the rest (and there are a lot more) are going under a cut!
Misty — Because if Alan goes to Pewter Gym to battle Brock due to Mega Evolution, then of course when Brock tells Alan that the Cerulean City Gym Leader has also mastered Mega Evolution, he’s going to go there as well. Given that they both get pretty fired up for battles, Alan and Misty would get along pretty well right off the bat. Misty would be particularly interested in battling (and beating) him since she knows that he beat Ash at the Kalos League, and as much as she loves Ash, she wants to be able to have that one over on him because they’re rivals just as much as they’re best friends. Unfortunately, this battle doesn’t go so well, because when Alan learns that Misty’s Mega Evolution partner is a Gyarados, that gives both him and Lizardon trauma flashbacks pretty much right away. They both try to shake it off, but Brock can tell something’s off and all but insists they stop the match . . . which neither Alan or Misty are really happy with, but, well. Alan can’t say he’s exactly upset to see Mega Gyarados go back in its ‘ball.
Casey — She ends up being the Johto Champion, so of course he meets her (and in specific they meet as Champions). Alan and Casey don’t really talk very much because they don’t really have anything in common. She’s not interested in “nerd stuff” like his research and he has 0% interest in baseball (when she mentions The Electabuzz he legitimately thinks she’s talking about the species of pokémon and has no idea why she’s so offended when he says he’s never heard of the sports team). Casey does get on really well with Manon, though, since the two have very similar energy, even though Manon also knows nothing about baseball. (She does know how to join Casey in making fun of Alan’s “nerd stuff” while he rolls his eyes, though, so there is that.)
Morty & Eusine — Counting these two together as they should be. I don’t think this would be a long-lasting relationship by any means, but I could imagine a scenario where Alan travels to Ecruteak City to learn more about the legends there since he’s interested, and he goes to Morty to learn about them, and Eusine either happens to already be there or barges in while the two are talking, and the second he hears that Alan has some interest in Suicune (and that Alan has interest in hearing about Eusine’s findings once he learns that Eusine is the Ultimate Expert On Suicune™ (according to Eusine himself), well. Alan regrets asking only 30 minutes into that 4 hour lecture. Morty leaves partway through and brings back some tea for them to share because, well. Alan really did it now, didn’t he.
Lance & Clair — In a timeline where Alan studies his heritage (and learns that his heritage links back to the Blackthorn dragon clan), he meets both of them. He might meet Lance in a standard timeline anyway since Lance is always vying for Kanto’s Champion seat and held it before Ash did, but nonetheless he wouldn’t get on with either of them, honestly. Clair has an imperious attitude and is prone to fits of temper when she doesn’t get her way, which would annoy Alan, and Lance can be pretty arrogant and his sense of morality often clashes with Alan’s own. On the flipside, Clair would think Alan an upstart brat who has no right to think he could be on her level, while Lance would find Alan naive and foolhardy. So while they hail from the same clan (albeit distantly, in Alan’s case), they would not consider each other friends, let alone any kind of family.
Wallace — Alan is friends with Steven, and Steven is dating / engaged / married to Wallace, so it’s pretty inevitable the two would meet. I think they’d get along well enough in the few times they were around each other, but honestly they wouldn’t see / talk to each other enough to have any kind of real relationship.
Zinnia — In my head my Delta Episode AU 100% happens and they meet and bond through that when Zinnia tries to mug him for his Key Stone, fails, but then actually succeeds in stealing Sycamore’s Key Stone and so Alan goes tearing after her to get it back. This whole thing culminates in Zinnia revealing to Alan what Devon Corp has been doing with Infinity Energy (which puts a severe strain on his friendship with Steven, very nearly shattering the trust between them, and it takes a long time to heal), and Alan helping Zinnia summon Rayquaza despite his own trauma associated with it and also riding with her into space to help Rayquaza + pulling her off the great sky dragon at the last second so they can be caught by their dragons and both survive. (In other words: Unlike how the actual Delta Episode played out, Zinnia does not have her thunder stolen here. She is the one who summons Rayquaza, teaches it Dragon Ascent, and carries out her destiny as Lorekeeper. Alan just helps her survive the experience, even though they both still almost die, and end up laughing hysterically about it on the roof of the Sky Pillar because, after falling from space and almost dying, what else is there to do?) Their relationship definitely gets off on a rocky start due to the mugging and theft and Zinnia’s habit of being deliberately vague about important things and also talking in circles to avoid answering questions directly (not to mention that Zinnia knows that Alan is friends with Steven and figures, at first, that he must therefore be like Steven in all the ways Zinnia dislikes, such as using pokémon as a means to an end and not caring about lives that he can’t see), but after getting to know each other through the journey to save two universes from a giant Deoxys-infested meteor, they come to a mutual understanding and end up realizing they’re something of kindred spirits. Even though they can still be prone to teasing and bickering whenever their paths cross again after that, there’s also a very deep foundation of trust that can only be gained when you realize you have met your match in attempts to sacrifice yourself for the sake of the world in death-defying stunts that you will never, ever learn your lesson from no matter how many times you tell the people who care about you that you have most definitely learned it this time, you promise. (Not that Zinnia has many of those people left, but she does have her grandmother and others from the Draconid clan, plus she now also has Alan, so. There’s that. Also, no, she and Steven never, ever come to like each other, and Alan does his best to hang out / talk with each of them separately to save himself the headache of trying to mediate.)
Cynthia — She’s the Champion of Sinnoh, so obviously he meets her once he becomes Champion himself, and given that they’re both nerds they get along pretty well as a result. I think I’ve talked about this before, that she kind of becomes like a Cool Aunt for him, in that they can talk about legends and mythos and go on ancient ruins explorations together. Like if one of them discovers some ancient ruins, they’ll send the other a message to see if they want to go spelunking together and the answer is almost always yes. The only times Alan doesn’t appreciate spending time with Cynthia are the times when she teams up with Steven to try to “improve his wardrobe” because Steven and Cynthia are the designated Fashion Icons of the Champion Squad and both think it’s “such a shame” that Alan doesn’t care much about clothes. Otherwise, though, he gets along great with Cynthia and is always happy to have a new message from her.
Tobias — Alan doesn’t actually know Tobias, in that he never got Tobias’ name and probably wouldn’t recognize him again if he saw him on the street (and vice versa), but it’s my headcanon that the first time Alan and Lizardon ever successfully used Mega Evolution, it was in a battle against Tobias. They still ended up losing the match (I mean, the man has a team of legendaries, there’s only so much anyone can do), but given that they successfully used Mega Evolution for the first time, Alan and Lizardon still considered it a victory overall.
Iris — Iris becomes Unova’s Champion, obviously, but I’d like to think that they actually met before that, when Iris traveled to Kalos as part of her training (and the cameo episodes that she DESERVED but NEVER ACTUALLY GOT), and Iris saw Lizardon and got so excited because cute dragon!!! and as a result introduced herself. She makes a remark about how she knows that Charizard isn’t actually a dragon-type, and then Alan tells her about the X form of Mega Evolution and she decides to write Ash a letter right then and there telling him that he was WRONG and she was RIGHT and he should STUDY MORE, MAYBE, or something along those lines. Anyway, I like to think that they battle (with Iris using her Dragonite, or perhaps Haxorus if Axew has evolved by that point), and perhaps even run off some criminals / protect the lab together, or some such. You know, bonding time. Iris and Alan get along pretty well given that they both love dragons and enjoy battling and adventure. She’s the one who always most appreciates when Alan posts pictures of Lizardon into the Champion messenger.
Emma — So this one is sort of an AU idea, considering that much of Alan’s story was clearly based on Emma’s story from the XY postgame, and as such it makes sense to think that they might not exist in the same world. But I love the idea that they were, perhaps, childhood friends; they both would have grown up in Lumiose City, after all, and I could imagine them having a sort of odd friendship over the years, wherein Emma teases Alan for always having his nose in a book or wanting to study and do homework, while Alan just wants to research in peace, and all the while Sycamore is trying to encourage Alan to make friends. Emma, I like to imagine, would have been adopted by Looker around age 7, so they didn’t get to know each other for too long before she was whisked away with her own adoptive parent. But perhaps they met again at the Summer Camp, and perhaps years later Emma — now running the Lumiose branch of the Looker Bureau — helps uncover evidence that gets the police off Alan’s back for the Flare incident somehow. I think it could be a sweet relationship for them. (Alternatively, I’ve also imagined an AU where perhaps she’s his younger biological sister, despite them being roughly the same age canonically, in that his biological parents had another child a little while after abandoning him and decided to keep this one. This AU is more sad because Alan wants nothing to do with his biological parents, and he wouldn’t consider Emma his sister even if they were related by DNA, so I don’t like it as much. It’s still one I’ve considered, though, since design-wise they still look pretty similar and, as I said, they’ve got quite a bit in common even if there are notable differences.)
Louie — We actually do see these two interact in TSME 1, as well as the Kalos League, so this isn’t a headcanon per se. What is headcanon is that Louie considers Alan to be His Rival, while Alan — despite his eidetic memory — always forgets Louie exists the moment they’re done battling. I actually like to think that perhaps they met at the Summer Camp, too, and that they got off on the wrong foot perhaps because Louie was envious that Alan, a kid like him, was Sycamore’s assistant, and Alan got irrationally upset when Louie said that he’d be a much more deserving assistant and would prove it (irrationally because Sycamore would never kick Alan out for another kid, and Alan should theoretically know better at age 10, but also Alan was a child who was already abandoned once and also abused before Sycamore found him so maybe we can give him a pass on this one), and so they spent the whole three day camp hating each other. But then after the camp, Alan forgot about him. And when they met years later and battled, Alan didn’t recognize him (even though Louie DID recognize Alan), and then Alan forgot him again. And Louie felt he’d have his revenge at the League . . . but of course, he didn’t win, and also Alan didn’t know who he was. All in all, this video is a perfect summary of how Louie feels about Alan vs. how Alan feels about Louie.
Hau: Alola’s Champion in the future, and that’s how the two meet. Hau and Alan are pretty neutral toward each other. They have very different energies (Alan is quiet but not laidback, while Hau can be loud but is very laidback), and while this doesn’t make them dislike each other, it also means that they generally don’t talk very much outside of necessary business / the occasional exchange in the Champion messenger. It’s like a very coworker relationship between the two of them, even though they aren’t exactly coworkers. (And before anyone gets in a tizzy, in my headcanon Ash becomes Kanto’s Champion, so no, I’m not “demoting” Ash, please relax.)
The rest of the Alola people he would know I’m leaving out because I wrote those relationships before the games were even released, much less the anime, and so they ended up VERY different from canon. And while I could write in canon-accurate relationships, it’s honestly hard for me to shake what I’d already created out of my head, so it’s just . . . not something that I’d really want to fight with. So if you’re curious about Alan’s relationship with the Aether family, Aether employees, etc, that can go in a separate ask, and will be specific to my Alola AU (which, again, has characterizations from before the games were released even, so the Aether family isn’t IC in it, among other things that I just plain got wrong from the trailers, but whatever, it is what it is). That said, I will say that the comment about “poaching assistants” that I made in Oak’s section was actually kind of a reference to my Alola AU, in which the idea is that after the big climax, Kukui tries to “poach” Alan by inviting him to come be his assistant, because hey, he’s got a pretty impressive resume (and also Ash told Kukui about Alan and especially about all the newfound trauma he has as a result of the Aether AU and asked Kukui if Alan could come stay with them for a while). Alan can be Kukui’s research assistant and also a student teacher at the school and roomies with Ash, it’ll be great. He actually does this right in front of Sycamore, which Sycamore thinks is pretty rude, but when Sycamore asks him about it later Kukui’s like “it was Ash’s idea” and shrugs because he’s got no stakes in this tbqh. (Yeah, I didn’t characterize Kukui completely accurately either because I was working with pre-release info, let me live.) As for whether Alan would say “yes” or not . . . well, we’ll just have to see (I say as if I’ll ever finish that fic this century).
Leon — Galar’s Champion, and as I’ve talked about before I think they’d definitely be friends, plus a little extra, (also they love each other). They’re both Charizard specialists, they both love battling with all their hearts, they love traveling and exploring, they know what it is to have a lot of responsibility foisted upon them at young ages, they’re both very protective of others, valiant and brave, so on and so forth, I’ve already talked about this in another post, haha. They meet as Champions, hit it off immediately, and the relationship forms from there.
Hop — Hop has a tendency to hang around Leon, so I imagine that Alan would meet Hop when he meets Leon. He and Hop don’t talk / interact much after that, really, but Hop and Manon do become rivals, both in whose big brother think they is the best, as well as in battling and the like as well. Just like Alan and Leon are very similar, so are Hop and Manon. I definitely enjoyed the similarities in the Galar games, I won’t lie.
Sonia — I do imagine that Leon would introduce Alan to his friends, which would include Sonia, but at the same time I could also see Alan and Sonia meeting because, like the situation with Gary, they have some commonalities in their backstory. Sonia wasn’t raised by Professor Magnolia, exactly, but clearly her grandmother was a steady presence in her life and she decided to be her assistant. Of course, she ends up taking over the practice by the time she and Alan meet in their 20s, but nonetheless, all that means is that they’re both nerds who would enjoy talking about their research together, and even though Sonia isn’t as big on battling, that wouldn’t stop she and Alan from having a nice friendship and comparing research notes on the differences between Dynamax particles and Mega Evolution energy.
Raihan — As I said, Leon introduces Alan to his friends, and Raihan is still his best friend and rival even though they are also ex-boyfriends. I think that Alan and Raihan would really enjoy battling against one another, would definitely respect each other as trainers, and hey, they both love dragons, so that’s another thing in common. But Raihan is also a social media influencer whose Rotomphone is always snapping pictures, while Alan highly values his privacy and basically isn’t even on social media outside of a rarely updated Instagram that’s purely pictures of scenery and also occasionally Lizardon, never himself. So how they each tend to exist in public spaces is something that puts them at fundamental odds (Alan doesn’t want to be in the pictures and is kind of annoyed, honestly, by the constant snapping of the camera; Raihan thinks Alan is comparable to a caveman for not being on social media and not liking it). They don’t dislike each other, per se, but they also don’t tend to hang out much at all, and when they do it tends to be in small doses (particularly on Alan’s end, given how introverted he is compared to Raihan’s extroversion; Raihan wears him out).
Bede — I’m actually not sure how these two would meet, but while I played through the SwSh games, Bede’s devotion to doing whatever he had to in orde to help Rose achieve his goal (all the while being manipulated into doing so, albeit by Oleana rather than Rose) felt uncomfortably familiar, and I think if Alan was made aware of that he’d try to steer Bede away from that and would definitely not be friendly at all to Oleana. Of course, the primary difference between them is that Bede is a snotty brat while Alan is not and never was, so Bede would not want to listen to Alan at all, and Alan’s help would thus fall on deaf ears. But he’d still try, even as Manon would personally be of the opinion that, hey, maybe Bede is just an annoying jerk and you should just ignore him. (Bede would pick on her just as much as he picks on Hop and so she would not like him one bit. And honestly, Alan’s not too fond of him either, but that doesn’t mean he wants to see another kid manipulated and used like he once was. You don’t get a pass out of doing the right thing just because you don’t like someone, in Alan’s eyes. And that sense of justice and want to do good is really annoying in Manon’s (particularly as she gets older), but is also one of the key things that made her like him so much to begin with, so it’s like. She doesn’t want him to change, but also, Bede is really annoying and mean, though.)
Chairman Rose — Since Alan would participate in tournaments in Galar, and also since he’s Leon’s Special Someone, of course he’d end up meeting Rose at some point. To be honest, Alan wouldn’t trust Rose right off the bat. The fact that a megacorporation owns and runs everything in Galar, including the League, wouldn’t sit right with Alan and he’d be suspicious of it. This is especially true considering that Fleur-De-Lis Labs held considerable influence in Kalos (and look what happened), and Devon Corporation still holds considerable influence in Hoenn (and look what they do re: Infinity Energy). But the thing about Rose is that he’s a natural fit for the public eye and is legitimately a philanthropist / humanitarian, and he’d brush off any distrust that Alan has and always be cordial with him, and over time with him not doing anything wrong to anyone and Leon’s assurances that Rose is all right, Alan would relax around him. A little. Bit by bit. Look, he has a lot of trust issues, okay? He’s hypervigilant. And it doesn’t help that Rose’s second-in-command is, well . . .
Oleana — Oh ho ho these two would not get along at all. While Rose is genuinely friendly and likes talking to people and enjoys battling etc, Oleana is all business and, on top of that, she decides to make some of her business manipulating and using a literal child to do her bidding and then throws him away like used garbage when he goes too far on her orders. To most people she’s cold, calculating, and ruthless (and I say “most people” because she shows the most warmth toward Rose and even that’s not too much). And like, that bit’s fine, she can be how she wants to be, but when she uses and manipulates a child and then discards him like trash, that gets under Alan’s skin. And the thing is, Oleana doesn’t care about that. What she does care about is that she has, of course, done her research on Alan, and she knows that he is Very Likely to interfere with Rose’s plans if he finds out about them, given his past actions (and I believe she’d be of the opinion that he bit the hand that fed when it came to turning against Lysandre, and she’s the type who might bring that up in an argument against him so oh boy), and she’s not about to have that. (To that end, him being around Leon so much, when Rose needs Leon for Eternatus? Hmm. She doesn’t like that.) So there would definitely be a strong and mutual dislike between them, even if they Keep It Together during public events, and Rose and Leon either don’t notice or pretend not to because, well, they’re keeping it civil and don’t have to be around each other for long, so it’s fine, right? Right??
. . . oh boy.
#like don't get me wrong Oleana wouldn't have agreed with Lysandre's plans AT ALL and would be glad the genocide was stopped#but also loyalty is a HUGE part of her characterization and clearly something she values very highly#given the way that she sticks by Rose No Matter What after he believes in & listens to her#so Alan NOT doing that for the man who gave him the means to Mega Evolution the first time around? she'd look down on him for that#also just in general she Knows he will interfere if he finds out Rose's plans and she Won't Have That No Sir#if she has to kick him off the top of Rose Tower or w/e it was called then so be it#if it's for the Chairman it's Justified#(it's really not but try telling her that. she will not cede)#pokemon#trainer alan#trainer alain#champion alan#there are too many other characters here for me to tag#it's a LOT people#and it's late and my hands hurt so#i'm not tagging them all for now#Anonymous
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♥ super(hero) love ♥
| hwang hyunjin x superhero!reader | sorry for any mistakes! english is not my first language!
part i | part ii (final)
word count: 3.4k
warnings: tumblr!au, fanfic writer!reader x fan!hyunjin, enemies to lovers, fluff!!!, minor violence cause u know superhero stuff yadda yadda, some cursing here and there, (1) alcohol mention,
A/N: just rewriting some old stuff :) | gender neutral reader (if you consider dude a gender neutral term lol)
“ Hi y/n! I’m sorry if i’m bothering you, but i just came by to say that i’ve read your last chapter last night and i can’t help but fall in love with your writing, you never disappoint! You’re always so creative when it comes to making stories and putting them into words, it’s almost like you’ve lived them! haha. So i just wanted to ask, where do you get your ideas? What are your inspirations? With love, Genie ;)”
Damn it. I stared at the ask i just received for a few long and tortuous minutes, definitely more than it was actually necessary. But hey, don't blame me for that, i mean, how in the hell i'm supposed to answer that? I can’t just go and say "Hi again Genie! Thank you for all the love, i really appreciate it! I get all my inspiration on my day-to-day life as a superhero. You probably have heard about me, i'm that one person with white clothes that shows all the time - if not every single day, in the morning news for saving and helping the city and their beloved citizens. Most people just call me 'the light hero' even though they know the right name for the supervillains, in special, Scarlet Devil - my arch enemy. In case you don't know my superhero name either, i go by Starlight. Kinda lame, i know. But it fits with the backstory of how i got my powers. Since it's a situation i went through, of course i'm going to know all the details in full experience and in first person, even that one where the protagonist rips his pants in the middle of a fight in the street and in front of everyone, only to reveal his red underwear constrasting the rest of the outfit, that is something i will never be able to forget, sadly. Hope i didn't disappoint you!" Let's be real, i could. Kinda. But i won't be doing that for obvious reasons, i don't want even more people after my back because of this, the police is more than enough.
I sighed, pushing my chair closer to the desk and cracking my fingers so i could write something in return that didn't sound suspicious at all. "Hi Genie," i started, already struggling a little,"I really appreciate asks like this and i'm also happy to know that at least one person likes the lame things i write! :) I get all my inspiration from.." No, stop, stop. I can just go all in like that, i have to be subtle. Normal writers usually get their inspirations in a lot of differents things and ideas, if i say something like that there is a chance that it would come out weird. I think. "I get most of my inspiration in, well, superheros, of course. I read a lot of comics, books and i really like watching movies and animations with any types of heros. :)" Sent. That actually went a little better than expected. "Genie" whoever it was, sent another ask only a seconds after, i clicked on it already starting to feel anxious again. "That's so cool! I suppose you are into superheros in real life too. If so, are you fan of any of them?" Why did they had to send questions that are so hard and complicated to answer like that? The only superhero i know well enough to pretend that i am a fan of is Jeongin, you probably know him by Spark. But he also reads my blog and wouldn't let me live if i ever said i'm his fan, another thing i'm not really found of. Another superhero i'm really close with would be, well me, of course.
"Actually, i do. I'm a big fan of Starlight for some time, what about you?" I answered, my choice of words trying to be as lowkey and casual as possible, putting the right amount of weight in them. This person, whoever they were, seemed to be nosy sometimes like a shy high-schooler wanting to keep the conversation going with someone with that they liked and in a way, that was most likely the situation. They’re the only person who follows my blog for some time that i remember constantly sending me messages and checking up on me but the one thing that was different this time was that the person, my fellow readers, forgot to put the ‘anon’ option on this time, their blog url shined brightly and effortlessly on my computer screen.
This time, Genie took a while to answer, so i took that as a chance to take a look at their blog. Clicking on their url, i started scrolling down their posts. I couldn't help but cringe really hard when i started noticing that most of their posts was reblogs from fyeahscarletdevil and others fansites with cheesy compliments in the tags, they seemed to be a really big fan of the supervillain, my supervillain. The one who puts kittens in really high places where they can't come down anymore, the one who sets fire in close neighbourhoods backyards and gardens to ruin their grass and flowers they worked so hard on, the one who sets dogs out of their leashes suddenly creating an army of dogs or anything that would cause disturbance in the peace of those around him in the world. I want to say i am starting to see red out of anger but in all honesty, that would make me even more pissed. Red is his color, just like white is mine. Unclenching and relaxing my jaw, - bad habit, i know - i hadn’t even noticed Genie had answered. “Oh really? I’m a major fan of Scarlet Devil!” No shit, Sherlock. Duh. “I think he’s a great dude who fits perfectly in the whole ‘model’ supervillain concept! Especially when it comes to Starlight too! They both are made for each other and have a perfect chemistry, they would be nothing without one another like soulmates. I probably sound like a total nerd now, but thats what i think lol wbu? - Genie” They signed in the end, even though it was obvious it was them. Not only did this person ship me with my arch enemy, they were also a big giant nerd and a huge fanboy of the red devil. Rubbing my forehead, i prepared myself to write back a long and sharp reply arguing against everything they said, ready to win and probably lose one of my readers in the process. Or more than one, you never know how many creeps who are his fans are lurking on this website.
Turns out Genie, was a very cute boy called Hwang Hyunjin who lived close by the neighbourhood i lived at, he was tall and acted very shy when he wasn’t talking about things that he liked very much, such as supervillains, dancing and comics. After our argument that day about which one was better - Starlight and the one who shall not be named, we got extremely close to the point i couldn’t go one day without texting him and in some nights we’re one of us couldn’t sleep, we would call the other and talk for hours. Since today, we both had the day free, he suggested that we met in person for the first time and the weather being intensely hot and stuffy right now, we settled in the shopping, going for a walk and eating ice scream while getting to know each other more and maybe even watching a movie together. But if that’s not obvious enough already, i have a major, gigantic, mega, blast, huge, enormous crush on him. From the way he softly laughed when he talked about this new move he learned with his group of friends who danced too, from the way he asked me how my day went and actually listened to me talking about it carefully showing he actually did care, the way he blushed at every compliment i gave him. I could feel my heart beat faster with the thought of seeing his cute moles in person and of even having an opportunity to hold his hands. But, was this a date? Does he even like me back? Would he stop talking to me if he found out i am Starlight? Would he start liking me only because he found out i am Starlight? No, i should worry about all of this later. I took a deep breath in hope to calm myself down, looking at my phone. I’m not going to bring it with me this time, what if Jeongin calls me for an emergency or him being a trickster and ruining the moment? I shook my head. Y/N, you can’t think like that. As much as Nini can be a little shit sometimes, he’s still your baby brother and you need to be there for him when he gets into trouble with your uniform, fists and powers ready to help him. Grabbing my phone, i ran by the door hoping i would be able to get there in time.
I checked my phone. And then, checked again. No calls or texts from spark boy and most importantly, Hyunjin. I sighed in frustration, am i about to be stood up by my crush in our first time meeting in person? Is it bad that i’m getting ice scream before he shows up? Too many questions, calm down, ok? You’re the city’s biggest hero, you got this.
- Hyunjin, Jin, Jinn-i said out loud to myself to distract from my anxiousness as i paid the lady for the ice scream but my line of thoughts were interrupted by well, another voice. A soothing voice.
- Genie. Did you call me? You have three wishes. - he replied jokingly with a sweet smile in his lips and holding three fingers up. I just stared at him, amazed, not sure of what to do. It was like an angel had just spoke to me. - W-What? - he asked softly, his cheeks getting red out of embarassment.
- Nothing, i just...I can’t believe you’re really here... - I trailed off while hugging him tightly. The way he hunched a bit to put his chin on my shoulder making my heart beat faster inside my chest. Get it together, Y/N.
- Wait, - he stood back a little, to look at my face properly - You didn’t think i would leave you hanging, did you?
- Well, it wouldn’t be the first time that happened. Nothing personal. - i said, trying to laugh it off.
- Then you’ve been going out to dates with the wrong guys. If i couldn’t come, i would’ve called you or still had came here to let you know we can’t spend the day togethe-
- D-Date? - i gasped quietly but he was still able to hear, his face getting a tad more redder.
- Ye-yeah, i mean, if yo-you want to, i’m okay with that with thi-this being a date. Yeah.- he shrugged, looking down while visibly embarassed.
- Yeah, i want that. It’s a date then! - i added confidently after he nodded, acting like it was no big deal for me. - Is it okay that i got ice scream without you? Sorry, it’s just that it’s so hot today, i couldn’t help myself. We can go back to the line if you want to!
- No, it’s okay. Shall we? - he offered his arm which i accepted, his boyish eye smile making it even harder for me to control the butterflies in my stomach. I was falling for his charms, indeed. After a few minutes walking side by side and commenting on the things we saw on the windows of the stores, i decided i should finally take initiative.
- So, what did you do today? Besides coming here, of course. - i asked with an interested smile before turning to my ice scream, the cold on my tongue seeming to help me deal with the hot weather better. God, why is it so hot today? What’s going on with the weather?
- I slept really late before waking up and coming here, i almost lost track of the time. - he laughed lightly.
- Oh, same. - i replied in a flat tone. Right, cause i totally didn’t take two hours to get ready for Miss ‘I woke up like this’ right here. - Unless for the time part. Did you stay up praticing your moves?
- Something physical like that, yeah. - he said, serious. - Did you stay up last night too?
- Yeah, actually. - i agreed, regretting instantly. I stayed up all night because Jeongin had trouble sleeping, nightmares which made him cause a blackout in the whole neighbourhood by accident. Me, being the good older sibling, brought him to the energy station of the city and helped him bring all the power back before tucking him into bed and waiting for him to sleep again. If only had it been that easy., tsk tsk. On my way to dragging my sleepy little brother back home, i was met face to face with my arch-enemy straying through the city’s street during the night, his shameless bad-boy persona flirting with me while showing off his dark jacket and threatning to set my shoes on fire making my blood boil again. The reminder that i shot his hand for touching me, leaving a lightburn mark. My brand.
- Are you okay? - My date’s voice cut me off. I shook my thoughts away, i already spend too much time thinking about that damned boy who liked setting my life on fire. Sometimes too literally.
- Yeah, i just have too much on my mind, i guess. I stayed up most part of the night because my brother couldn’t sleep..I had to hold him until he fell back sleep so he wouldn’t have nightmares.
- Oh, i didn’t knew you had a brother! - he looked surprised, rolling his sleeves up while guiding us to sit somewhere more reserved.
- He’s not really my brother, he’s like a....consideration brother, if that makes sense. It’s complicated. - In fact, it really isn’t. I really do consider Jeongin my brother, i take care of him at any and all times especially at matters that his parents couldn’t understand, his powers. But i can’t just explain that to any normal person.
- I see. I have a brother too, actually. Older. His name is Chan. - he replied brightly. Frostkiller. No. Not every Chan you know is the frosty meanie who happens to be partner with the Scarlet Devil, i’m sure there’s a lot of Chan’s all there, in the world. Far away from here. I smiled back, making him laugh lightly, his eye smile showing up again and making my heart skip beats. He had his chin propped on the palm of his hand, his eyes looking down shyly, his pink lips pressed together in a small smile. - Aren’t you hot? I mean, i feel like i’m melting here even though there’s AC here. I don’t know what’s going on today with the weather.
- Oh really? I don’t feel anything, i even thought today was a bit chilly, actually.
- What? - i gasped loudly, stretching to touch his forehead with the back of my hand - Are you okay? You aren’t sick, are you?
- Don’t. - he stated coldly, closing his hands around my wrist to stop me, his warm fingers digging on my skin. But it was a bit too late, my fingertips touching his forehead already, i flinched taking my hand back, fearing it would burn my skin.
- Hyunjin, oh my god! You’re on fire! Aren’t you with fever, shouldn’t we head to a hospita-
- No. I’m okay, really. Don’t worry about me, okay? I guess i’m just that hot, pun intended. - he opened a sweet smile, winking - I’m going to buy us something to eat, sit still. - i stared at him, mouth open, still on shock. What does he even mean with ‘i’m okay’? I felt like i just had touched a heated oven or fire. Pure fire. I stared at his back, confused. I have enough experience to know something was definitely up, something not common. My area of expertise. I opened my lips, about to argue back but something caught my eye as i analised his back. Red. I got up from the table, charging at his direction with my fists closed and ready to feed him his own teeth. - What do you want- Oh! - he turned around, his face flushing and his eyes getting a bit bigger because of our proximity.
- Give me your hand. - i demanded in a stern manner while stretching out my own hand.
- W-What? - he gasped innocently, not affecting me now that i know he’s not so innocent anymore. I pulled on his wrist, turning and examining his forearm and instantly finding exactly what i was looking for.
- What’s this? - i questioned, trying to hold back the poison on my tone. He looked down, biting his lips nervously.
- Ok, you got me. I stayed up last night cause i was partying with my team colleagues and one of them was so drunk he started playing with fire and i tried helping him before things got worse but he ended setting my sleeve on fire and burning me. I didn’t tell you cause i was scared of what you would think about me, i don’t want you to have the wrong impression. - I bit the inside of cheek, thoughtful.
- It doesn’t look like a fire burn though? - he gasped like a fish out of water, i didn’t care about our surroundings and if we looked like a couple arguing, i let his arm go ready to throw my second accusation at him. - What’s this the- Before i could finish and stick my hand behind his back snatch the evidence from his pocket, i was interrupted. Dance the night away, let’s dance the night away! Ooh! I sighed loudly, taking my phone out of my pocket. and turning my back to him. - This is not over yet.
- Hey, Y/N. Could you- the voice in the other side of the line said quickly but i cut him off.
- No. I’m in the middle of a date as we are speaking, ok? I told you that earlier! I really like this guy and something sketchy came up, i can’t do my light thing right now. - i whispered the last part.
-Bu-But, Y/N! - Here we go, the whining - I’m about to have my ass frostbitten! You need to help me! I’m your brother! Are you really just gonna leave your little brother freezing here? - Jeongin whined loudly, hissing noises echoing in the background. I flinched, already picturing the mess on the street with tall buildings half-frozen and snow covering the sidewalks and cars.
- Is the grumpy old dude there?
- Yes! And very much gladly, Scarlet Devil isn’t here yet. Lucky you.
- Can’t you just tell him to calm down? I’m sure he won’t hurt you if you do that, he loves you just as much as he loves his penguins on North Pole.
- Very funny, ha. Just come here, you firefly.
- Fine! Let me make up an excuse then.
- Thank you, Y/N! - he replied in a singing voice.
- You own me a pizza. - i said flatly before hanging up. Turning around, my date boy scratched his neck, his cheeks visibly red and hyperventilating. He looked like he would melt away at any moment out of embarassment.
- I gotta go.
- Yeah, me too. My room mate texted me and he needs help with the, hm, - he coughed before continuing - Caking a bake,i-i mea-an, Baking a cake, yeah..
- Sure. - i nodded at him briefly and in an awkward way before leaving. - Bye.
- Wait! - He reached for my arm - I can still text you, right? - he questioned shyly.
- Not if you’re gonna keep lying like this to me, Hyunjin.
- i see. - he nodded back after giving me a hurt puppy look and letting of of my arm. I felt my heart clench at the sight, i just wanted to hug him and give him a chance to explain himself but i needed to talk with someone first. I gave him a weak smile before going my way, knowing i had broken his heart. Maybe Changbin was right, i had a bad taste on guys.
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{Special} College!AU Bang Chan
*this post was commissioned | find other stray kids writing here
major: music theory & composition
minor: linguistics
clubs: tried to turn some members of the music club into a busking group called 3racha ,,,, lets just say they got chased off campus by some of the professors LOL, briefly did tango club against his will because yugyeom dragged him to it
sports: co-captain of the mens swim team
chan is the kind of college student who you meet for the first time and you think ‘wow he’s so social and popular and cool!!!!’
and then after getting to know him for a week or two
you realize he isnt cool at all - he’s social and popular - but he’s a downright GOOFBALL
he takes his studies seriously, music means the world to him and it’s obvious
but he’s also such a ,,,,,,, in the nicest terms possible,,,,,,a big nerd about it
because he’s gotten into heated debates in classes over who the best modern composers are
written long, detailed editorials that he’s submitted to the uni magazine about how much he adores the new travis scott album
and once had to be (forcefully) dragged out of a local tattoo shop by both felix and jisung
because he was sure he needed the lyrics from drakes ‘in my feelings’ somewhere on his body
quote on quote “dude, that song is a religious experience for me”
but he’s also just devoted to it
like he lives for all aspects of music
singing, composing, producing, rapping, he even tries his hand at a dance class as an extracurricular
much to the shock of minho, an actual dance major,
who got called “my son!” by chan in front of all of his other dance major friends
and has yet to forgive chan for this horror
chan actually got offered to join the welcoming committee at the university for his sophomore year
because he has this natural leadership ability, coupled with the fact that he always wants to make everyone laugh
like he goes out of his way to make freshman and nervous looking newcomers feel like they belong
even at the expense of looking or sounding like a fool
seriously, like he was showing around some of the new music theory majors and made a bunch of attempts at corny jokes
“guys, if a cow played music what would be called? A MOO-SCICIAN!”
“what do classical composing majors say when they’re parallel parking? BACH IT UP!”
“please laugh,,,,,im begging you,,,,,”
but of course,,,he’s not a goof all by himself
him and changbin see each other on the way to class and stop in the middle of the quad to do the floss enthusiastically for one whole minute as everyone watches in disbelief
him and felix agree to photobomb literally any photo woojin tries to take of himself
and just in general,,,,,they are that loud group of rowdy boys who sometimes can get too hype and loud
but it’s hard to hate them or be annoyed because let’s be honest,,,,,they’re all adorable
chan does of course have a serious side, he’s actually incredibly caring and sensitive to those around him
when jeongin and seungmin come to visit them on campus, he takes care of them
in subtle ways, but in ways that matter [he makes sure theyre doing well in school and have plans for college too]
he can tell when a friend is feeling down or is having trouble
and he always lends advice or tries to get them to come out and do something fun with him to lighten the mood
there are times in college when his own work is piling up, he has responsibilities to his major and to the swim team he’s on
but he’ll do his best to cram time in to take care of those close to him,,,,,
sometimes at the expensive of his own wellbeing
but it’s hard to tell if chan is ever upset - he covers it up with funny jokes and body gags
him and felix love to talk and switch between english and korean super fast, mostly to annoy their friends
but they also end up blundering over simple words and hyunjin just lowkey is like
“hmm chan maybe you should pick up korean as a major,,,,,but it might be hard because youre at like a middle school level right now-”
chan, pretending to faint from that burn “when did i raise such a savage little monster,,,,”
his minor in linguistics comes from his ability to pick up languages
he actually finds them fun to learn about, but he doesnt give it the same attention as he does to his music theory major
so he kinda sometimes has to go to a tutor
(he hides this from his friends because he knows he wouldnt able to live it down)
did i mention he’s co-captain of the swim team,,,,,,and he’s like oblivious to it,,,,,,, but there are literally students who just come and watch the practice to see him in swim trunks,,,,,,
jisung once came to hangout after practice and he told chan like “did you hear your friends screaming your name back in the pool?”
and chan was like huh i thought that was just in my head
jisung, looking into the camera like he’s on the office
but no again, not matter how packed chan’s schedule is, he always makes time for people when they need him
and sometimes he’s a little too self-sacrificing,,,,,,,,
also id just like to mention that he shows up to instrumental practice with his bag over his shoulder and his hair all messy and curly after he blow-dried it after swimming
and he looks cute
like mega cute
anyway
you’re a dance major who doesnt know chan all that well
you’re much closer to minho since you share a major and youve only heard of chan in stories from him
the first time you meet face to face is when the musical theory majors are tasked with organizing a song that’ll be performed by the dance majors
you’re being paired off, two dancers to one producer
and by sheer luck you and minho get put in with chan
the first thing you notice about chan is ,,,,,,
his big almost lopsided grin
“you guys know we have to win and make this the best collab this university has ever seen - right?”
minho crosses his hands and rolls his eyes from beside you
“dude it’s not a competition”
“ok, but im making it one. and we’re winning - right?”
chan turns to you, eyes bright and a bit of a dimple coming out when his smile manages to get even bigger on his face
you nod, a little shy at how friendly he’s being right off the bat
he plops down, minho following suit on the floor of the practice room and you take a second till you join them
“i think we need to make something powerful, something show stopping. i was thinking id use some old tracks from 3racha that i made-”
minho scrunches up his nose
“i dont think the professors would like that, i think theyre looking for something classical”
chan puffs out his cheeks like an upset third grader
and you cant resist a tiny giggle
chan catches it, smiling your way before looking back at minho
“well i guess we can do that. but what about something more,,,,classical meets modern,,,,,do you guys think that’d work for you two?”
you shift a little and chan points to you all of a sudden
“c’mon, you can tell me! i wanna make sure you guys are comfortable and can perform your best! so feel free to drag any of my ideas through the mud,,,,,,,or tell minho off for me”
he chuckles, earning a light punch in the arm from minho
but you actually feel a sense of relief
you were a tiny bit worried that you’d be ignored, working with two people who were already super close
but chan was putting in the effort to include you
so, you mentioned that maybe a more high tempo beat with orchestral influence could work
chan nods - whipping out his music notebook to start scribbling down notes
you notices that the pages are covered in a mix of english, korean, and musical notes
it looks like a total mess, but somehow chan gives off a trustworthy feeling
and when you guys are all done discussing, he promises to have a demo by next week
it’s when you’re gathering all your things that chan pops back in and drops a note in the palm of your hand
“my number! so we can talk about the project and stuff”
he says easily, waving one last time to you and minho before disappearing out of the room again
you stand there, the warmth of his hand is on the paper and you don’t want to think too much about it
but your heart definitely skips a small, minuscule beat
when you finally get the message from chan that the demo is done
you and minho meet up with him after classes and chan, with trembling hands, puts the music on
you can tell he’s nervous, he looks like he might pass out from holding his breath
but the moment you hear the audio - you fall absolutely in love
and just from this one instrumental it’s obvious chan is talented
when it’s over, minho says what you’re already thinking
“it’s perfect bro!”
he gets up and highfives chan, who rubs some sweat from his forehead afterwords
“now you guys have to do the actual hard part and come up with a dance”
you shake your head “this song is really great - it’s whats going to make the performance”
chan teeters a bit with his response, for the first time he’s a little caught off guard at the compliment, and you can see the reddening of his ears
“ah,,,i mean it’s ok,,,,but really you and minho are going to have to work hard to-”
he’s interrupted by the sound of the door swinging open
an upperclassmen that calls chan over to answer some questions
you stand there, holding the USB with the mp3 of the song in your hands
your mind racing with ideas for choreography
but when you turn, you see past minho whose saying something to you
and you see only chan in the blur of the rest of the room
he’s glowing, in this halo that you’re sure isn’t actually there
and you force yourself to snap out of it
because this is weird
you shouldnt see him as anything more than your partner in this project
and that’s what you do see him as
you’re sure of it
but,,,,,,as time passes and chan starts hanging around you even more
you start to be a little unsure of where he stands in your mind
most of the time it’s you, him, and minho in the dance practice room
the song on repeat as you and minho show off anything new you’ve come up with
sometimes you end up being twirled around by minho, sometimes he’s throwing you up in the air, sometimes you’re both laying on the floor making dramatic pulls toward each other
you plan solo parts for each other too
and even though chan admits he has not much experience in judging other peoples dancing
he thinks you two look great together
he’s always supportive, and he’s always being funny to lighten the mood
there’s moments were either you or minho start to panic about it all coming together
and chan is there with some corny joke
or the usual “what did i say you guys, we’re going to be number one!”
to cheer you guys up
but when you really start to worry about your feelings
is when one weekend you get a knock on your dorm door
and to your surprise, it’s not someone on your floor asking for an extra charger or an RA trying to find your roommate
it’s chan
he’s got on a training suit, the uni’s name on the back and a duffel bag you’re sure isnt big enough to fit a guitar or anything like that
“chan?”
you ask, shocked
“did you just come from practice or something?”
he laughs, “actually a swim meet - i just thought id stop by and ask if you had time to show me your solo part of the performances.”
you blank for a second
you’d thought this would be another saturday of you laying on your stomach in your mismatched pajamas
watching videos of dancers on youtube, maybe texting a friend to go out and eat
but, even after you agree, and ask chan to wait in the hall while you change
you realize this is going to be the first time you and chan are,,,,,,,,alone
thankfully one of the practice rooms is free when you get to the building
and you suddenly feel really anxious
chan slides down against the mirror and claps
“im excited, i saw minho’s yesterday and thought i should ask you out - i mean ask to see yours too. i was going to invite him, but i think he’s doing something with jisung today”
you hear chan’s voice
but because of your anxiety, the beating of your heart is much louder in your ears
he puts the song on and you try hard to focus
you know what your solo dance is - you know the moves - youve practiced it on your own
but you cant move an inch
“h-hey are you ok?”
chan sees the way your eyes have gone wide, how you’ve frozen and cant seem to snap back out of it
he gets up, stopping the song, and suddenly you feel his hands on your shoulders
you look up into his kind brown eyes
and he gives you that smile, that’s kind of silly but still somehow so genuine
“are you nervous?”
you nod slowly, embarrassed
“s-sorry, i dont know whats going on i just-”
chan gives your shoulder a gentle squeeze
“it’s fine, but minho told me that your solo is amazing. i know you can do it. just imagine that im like,,,,wearing a big clown nose or something and relax. plus,,,”
he grins
“even if you mess up - i promise im too dumb in dancing to tell”
you laugh a little and chan goes back to sit down and get the music up
this time, you focus on yourself in the mirror
and just let the song chan wrote flow through you like water
the room melts away
even chan’s presence becomes muted
and you just dance
and when it’s over, you look to see chan’s reaction
and he just looks,,,,,,,mesmerized
he scrambles to his feet, but doesnt even say anything
his mouth open, agape like a fish out of water
“i,,,,i cant tell if you liked it,,,”
you ask with an unsure tone
and chan just shakes his head, his soft curls falling all over the place
“i loved it - i didnt think it’d be that - that beautiful you know? especially to my mediocre song-”
“your song is the reason it’s beautiful”
you blurt out, but then turn a little red when you realize what youve said
even though it’s true
a dancer has to work with something good in order to create something nice to look at
and chan’s song had resonated with you
chan stops in front of you and for a second neither of you know what to say
until he puts his hand out and goes
“let’s go get lunch. all that dancing made me hungry.”
you lift an eyebrow, “but you didnt dance,,,,”
“but you did, aren’t you hungry?”
you shrug, “i could go for,,,,pancakes maybe,,,”
chan grins, and leans down
his hand takes yours and you gasp a little when he laces his fingers betwen yours as well
“pancakes it is!”
he takes you to a nearby place, and even though it’s way past breakfast and the waitress kind of stares when you two order your pancakes and coffee
neither of you really minds
because for the first time it’s just you and chan talking
and to your surprise, there’s a lot you have in common
and it just feels comfortable
he makes everything so easy and free flowing
like you guys talk about your majors, but you talk about aspirations and traveling
and chan tells you about australia with sparkling eyes and a wildly good imitation of a koala bear
and you laugh so hard you have to hide a snort when chan ends up getting maple syrup all over his chin
but he also tells you not to hide a snort, because a snort is cute
he calls you FREAKING cute
afterwords you two return to campus
but chan runs into park jinyoung, an upperclassman, who apparently works at the college bookstore
and who pinches chan on the ear and says
“instead of dates, you should be studying. but also be sure to be a gentlemen to them.”
you blush so hard, but chan is too in pain and begging jinyoung to let go of his ear to notice
you tell chan that if he has to go, he should
but chan insists that he has time - his linguistics tutor is meeting him at 7 (please dont tell minho that)
and that maybe you guys can like watch a movie before then
you stare a little and ask “w-watch one where?”
“in my dorm!”
chan grins
but a moment later it falls into an embarrassed, worried look
“i-i-i didnt mean it- li- i just - i - we could - i just - i stole felix’s netflix password so i just thought like maybe youd want to watch like stranger things with me or something - i didnt mean i - i”
his flustering is adorable
and you do end up watching stranger things on his laptop
but it’s in the common room and you guys have to share his headphones
and when it’s nearing time for him to go
he walks you back to his dorm and gives you the longest, warmest hug of your life
when he leaves, you walk right into your room and fall face first into your pillow because
was that a date
it was totally a date
but after that,,,,,,,,you and chan don’t get to hangout one on one anymore
not to say he changes how he acts around you or anything
he’s still this sunshine goofball full of positive energy
but he doesnt,,,,,show up at your dorm asking to go out
he doesnt text you outside of the group chat with minho
and you’re just left confused
because you were sure there were signs - there had to be
it’s clear as day, the memory of chan laughing - watching you as you had leaned over the table to help him clean off the maple syrup
or how he’d let you practically lay your head in his lap while you guys watched stranger things
so why did it suddenly feel like that day,,,,,didn’t happen
as the days to the performance in front of the professors get closer
you fortunately have that to distract you
alongside other schoolwork and responsibilities
minho asks you at some point if you want to come and get dinner with him and chan
but you feel like you cant,,,,so you refuse
and it’s like being around them - your nightmare comes true, but not because they exclude you, but you start to push yourself away
the last practice before the performance
you’re running a bit late to meet up with minho and chan
and when you stop infront of the door, you hear the two of them talking
but it’s,,,,,,,,,,tense?
“so you did spend time alone with them, didn’t you?”
“yeah, they showed me their solo part. it was for the project.”
“woojin says he saw you hugging them outside of their dorm,,,,,,dude just tell me straight - it was a date right?”
there’s a pause
and you realize that they’re talking about you and chan
“no it wasn’t a date. you know i wouldnt do that to you.”
it feels for a second like the air has left your lungs
it wasn’t a date?
“i dont think of them like that.”
a second twinge of pain shoots up through you, chan’s voice resounding through the room
had you really misread the signs? was he just being friendly? did you just foolishly think that the first guy to be sweet, would inevitably fall in love with you?
you feel like running away, you really do
but you know that tonight is the last practice - after that it’s just the performance
and then you wont have an excuse to see chan, and he wont need to see you either
so you take in a breathe, plaster a smile on your face, and walk in
the two boys stop talking
there’s no change in expression from minho
he just chooses to look down
but chan does his best to match your smile, but it’s so painfully forced that you cant look at him for too long
“ok, tomorrow is the day so we just have to-”
“i know.”
you cut him off, not necessarily trying to sound angry, but just wishing that this whole thing would be over
the practice goes smoothly
but everything feels like it’s being held in a chokehold
neither you or minho is dancing to your best abilities
and chan excuses himself after the first run through
and when you find yourself in bed that night, you turn on your side and stare at the blank screen on your phone
“i guess im just an idiot huh,,,,,” you mumble
the one time something nice happens, with someone i could really come to like, it always has to get ruined
chan is nowhere to be seen in the morning
minho is adjusting the shirt he’s wearing beside you and you don’t want to admit it to yourself
but you know you’ll be super hurt if chan doesnt show up
“he’s coming, don’t worry”
minho suddenly reassures
his hand hovering over your shoulder before he pulls it back
you hear the professors call you and minho out, commenting that the instrumental had been produced by musical theory bang chan
you step out in front of the panel of teachers and scan the room quickly
looks like he really didnt come
you turn to face minho and notice he looks just as down as you do
but that’s not what matters now
you have to do a good job on the performance at least
the music starts, the music chan made for you and minho, and you let it flow through you like the first time you heard it
regardless of whats happened - the music is perfect
it fits the movements of your body like glove
you and minho look like you were born to dance this dance for this song
and because you’re so focused
you don’t see the door open quietly, chan leaning against the back wall and watching
his eyes following the tips of your fingers, the bend of your waist, the way you twirl past the professors and minho
how you take what he’s created and channel it throughout every muscle and bone in your body
he had meant it
when he said you’d made his music look beautiful
and when it’s over
you face the professors, catching your breath professionally
and then you see
chan
the professors are saying nothing but good things, praising you and minho and the music
but again - the room blurs and it’s just him
once it’s over and the other dance majors are all fawning over you two
you think that maybe you should at least go over and say thank you to chan, one last time for the music
but you cant find the strength to do it right now
instead you try to get your things together quickly and get out of there
but halfway across campus, you hear someone call your name
you turn, shocked to see chan
he’s standing maybe three feet back
and you have the urge to lie, tell him you’re late for something
but you cant say anything because the expression on his face is nothing like usual
no lopsided smile, no goofy face, no sincere and gentle reassurance
it’s pain
“hey - you heard us yesterday didn’t you?”
his voice is low, and you think you can even hear it shake slightly as he asks you
“w-what are you talking about”
you play dumb, clutching the strap of your bag so hard you feel the texture dig into your skin
“you heard what i said to minho, that i didnt think ,,,,, what we had was a date. that i didnt see you romantically,,,,”
you swallow a lump you hadnt known was in your throat
you dont feel like dealing with this now - being humiliated after a performance that took every ounce of your energy
“so what if i did, i get it. it’s fine. you don’t have to pity me or any-”
“i was lying.”
you catch yourself on the last words of your sentence
staring at chan you see that his shoulders are stiff
“i lied, to minho and to myself. it’s just,,,,,i know he likes you. and he’s my friend so i want him to be happy but i,,,,,,but i ,,,,,,”
he takes a moment
and there are students walking past you
the world is moving all around
but it doesnt feel like that, you cant tell the faces apart, you cant overhear their conversations
“but i like you too and i dont,,,,,,,i dont want to hide it anymore.”
you think this should be a happy moment, a moment that overflows you with warmth
but it feels like it cant be that
not when you now know that there are minho’s feelings involved
but past that - you know your feelings
and you know that they’re for chan
so you step forward
and so does chan
until the distance is closed between you two and you look up into those brown eyes
that are always so sweet, so kind and nurturing
“i like you too. i dont want to hurt minho, id never want to see him sad. but i want you. i want to be with you.”
chan’s lips twitch a little, like he’s fighting against a smile or a frown
“i want to kiss you”
he suddenly whispers
“but i think it’ll be bittersweet.”
you agree, eyes shifting from the curve of his mouth and back up into his gaze
you both decide that the first order of business is to tell minho
you think it’l be awkward and hard
but the moment you and chan walk through the dance practice room, minho just sighs
“i already knew it.”
he announces, before even you or chan can get to the apologizing and explanations
he looks at you gently, “i didnt want you to find out this way - but dont worry. chan is the best guy and the only one i think deserves you.”
you dont even get to thank minho
because chan throws himself into the other boys hands
sobbing about how nice that was of him to say and how he’s going to do everything in his power to find minho his soulmate
and minho is just like
“please get your boyfriend off me”
you manage to pull back chan
but you’re also like, ,,, huh,,,,,,boyfriend,,,,,,right i guess he is
but just in case
as you two are leaving the dance studio you ask
“are we like,,,dating”
chan puts a hand under his chin
“well, let’s see. i like you. you like me. minho seems to not be hurt at all about this. i want to kiss you so bad im going dizzy. i think it’s safe to say we are dating.”
you giggle, lifting up to kiss the side of chan’s cheek
“there, it’s a kiss i think we can both agree on for today.”
chan pinkness, but agrees
your first,,,well second? date is the next week
you have to wait for chan to leave class and you’re surprised to see him carrying a guitar case
he explains that he isn’t all that good, but it’s part of his major to learn instruments
and when you guys grab lunch you end up having chan teach you some chords
it’s a simple kind of date, you get to talk a lot and just enjoy each others company
but of course
chan finds some way to make it funny
(like when he tries to play the instrumental to a song you said you liked and you could tell three seconds in he had no idea what he was doing)
as you two continue to go out and grow closer you come to know more about chan
than just his goofy and caring side
there’s the chan who, in one way or another, is the dad friend
you see first hand how he worries about younger friends, how he reminds felix to call his parents after finals, how he shoves all the snacks he has in his bag into jisungs hands when jisung says he hasnt eaten
there’s the chan whose a perfectionist, critiquing his own work and musical abilities to hell and back
there’s the chan who also,,,,,,is super naive and new to this whole romance thing
surprisingly, he’s unaware of how attractive he is
and when he wears a lowcut shirt under his jacket out on a date, he keeps putting his hands over the skin and getting all shy
and you’re just like
“chan,,,,,you know you’re hot right?”
and he almost hits the ceiling like
“WHA,,,,,stop joking around!”
you: “i can’t call my boyfriend hot?”
chan, digging a whole in the ground to hide in: “yo-you’re the only hot person here,,,”
but really, dating him is such a great and positive experience
because he really is your number one fan and supporter
and it’s impossible to really argue with him - because if you want to do something, chan is down for it
even if it’s something he’s new to or owrried about
you can tell he fights through his own worries in order to make you happy
which you actually tell him he doesnt have to do
you sit down with your hands on his and youre like chan i want you to be happy too, relationships are about equality
it makes him so happy he tackles you in a hug ,,,
gosh he’s like an overexcited and loveable puppy
he does this thing where you’ll just be doing something like scrolling through your phone
or looking through a magazine
and he’ll stare at you and go “i love you”
and you’re like,,,,i love you too but why are you just saying it
and he just shrugs
“felt like it”
“when do you not feel like saying it then?”
“never. i always want you to know i love you.”
is the boyfriend who claims you think all his jokes are funny
and you’re like sure :-) *shaking your head no the moment he looks away*
pulls little, cute surprises for you every now and then
like he left a teddy bear outside your dorm with a heart balloon once
or stuck a sticky note in your bag about how you’re the cutest person ever
“love you possum”
“did you,,,did you just call me a possum”
“it’s an aussie thing. plus possums are cute”
guess who got a plushie of a possum for valentines day? you did!
guess who got a plushie of a koala for valentines day? chan did!
to be honest get ready to be called every cute pet name that’s available in english, korean, and any other language chan can remember
you become known on campus by a bunch of upperclassmen when you start dating chan
like this kid named yugyeom walks up to you and is like “did chan take you somewhere fun yet!”
or you met jinyoung again and he told you to make sure chan is studying for his minor
you and chan were just sitting on the quad once, with your legs over his and his hand stroking your hair
and it was super cute and adorable
and then woojin plopped down next to you and was like
“we found old 3racha videos we want you to see”
and you’re like “3racha?”
and woojin is just like OH YOU HAVENT HEARD
chan tried to chase him off, but jisung - who isnt embarrassed of 3racha era at all - whipped out his phone and was like “let me show you”
jokingly rapping chan’s iconic lines at him and him scrunching up his cute nose
remember when chan got those little cuts in his eyebrow ,,,, you didnt say it but you were like ,,,, ok wow,,,,,how did he get even more handsome
kissing chan? an experience
he shyly admits that his knowledge is kind of limited - and at first it’s a little sloppy
but he knows what to do with his hands, you dont know how, but he pulls you close or holds the back of your neck
and you melt
but the moment you get flirty, it literally K.O’s chan
if you as much as wink at him or slip your shirt off your shoulder he turns to color of a tomato it’s hilarious
he also really likes when you sit in his lap
he always pulls you in when he has you listen to something he’s composed
or when he’s got his computer open and he’s like come watch this
and you’re like scoot over
but he’s like no, you just can sit on my lap, it’s yours, forever
swim team chan! coming out of the changing rooms with his hair still wet and shaking it so some of the water gets on you
you get to wear his team jacket :-)
chan lowkey takes all romantic holidays and stuff super seriously, like he goes all out for anything that involves couples
and even if you’re a little embarrassed by it, he’s like no we gotta do it
matching from head to toe? probably corny - but chan is living for it
you and chan mutually agreeing to dote on jeongin like he’s a baby is just a given
because you’re both busy in college, lots of dates are like getting coffee and holding hands and being cute around campus
jisung and bangchan making gagging noises in the background
but chan always muses about taking you somewhere abroad
traveling with you and just being alone
you tell him that neither of you has the money right now but maybe in the future
you bet chan is like “oh yeah, im talking about it like our honeymoon”
“h-honeymoon?!?!”
chan, covering his outh and turning red: “i ,,, uh,,,, what,,, huh,,,”
but honestly does he daydream about marrying you? im just going to let you decide that
(it’s a hard yes. of course he does. he’s a romantic fool)
OH how could i forget
the corny texts
sure there are chan’s bad dad jokes, his selfies where he’s doing dumb faces, and the usual complaining about bangchan being mean to him
but there are also the
‘forget to tell you this, but you’re always on my mind’
‘im such a mess, im thankful you still love me’
‘when the world overwhelms you, ill be there to listen to your fears’
and the one that made you nearly break your phone in half because ,,,, cuteness and corn overload
‘im yours, so you better take responsibility for that’
chan is the kind of guy who’d let you draw on his face with a sharpie or lipstick and he’d wear it outside proud because this is my s/o’s art!
if you asked him to run across town to get you cheesecake at 2 am? consider it done
he just loves you with his big heart and,,,,it’s amazing
but you love him with as much passion - and that’s what makes him truly feel like you’re the one
because you match him perfectly
slow dancing in his dorm to the sound of a self composed instrumental he made just for your anniversary
and then kissing softly with his hans on your hips and your hands on his face
and him leaning back to tell you
you’re the best thing that has ever happened to him
yeah that’s just one night dating chan, can you imagine dating him forever??????
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Encountering His Crush [Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook]
Sorry they are mega long, but I had an idea and rolled with it. Also, the title doesn’t really do it justice, but really had no idea how to name this reaction... I may fix them up in the future, but for now enjoy a little bad boy au and let me know what you think~
You can find Taehyung’s here.
Enjoy~
Jimin
Danielle was on her way to gather her things. She was stressed out with theater practice. She was the lead of the musical and her counterpart, as good looking as he was, pissed her off to no end. He couldn’t harmonize with her and wanted to show her up even though the play wasn’t a contest. As she stormed the hall, she heard a beautiful voice singing. Danielle slowed her steps as she wandered down the hall to find the person who belonged to the voice. She stopped outside the music room and peeked inside to see one of the bad boys of BTS, Jimin, on the windowsill looking out. He belted out the song as he sat there not thinking anyone was watching him.
As he finished the song, Danielle rushed into the music room flushed and shocked. Jimin cursed as he jumped at the sudden intrusion. She tried to form words as she thought of what she wanted to say, but only mumbles left her lips.
Jimin stared at her as he leaned back against the windowsill, “You look like a fish out of water.”
“You can sing.”
Jimin’s lips twitched as he held back as laugh, “And you have working ears.”
“That’s not” she sighed as she shook her head, “I didn’t mean it sarcastically… You just bring that out of me.”
“Lovely.” His lips fell in a tight line. His head tilted in her direction as he watched her with no expression, “Lucky me.”
Danielle took a moment to gather her thoughts before she approached him, “Do you know Rewrite the Stars?”
Jimin shrugged, “Who doesn’t?”
“Many apparently. Sing it with me.”
Jimin wore a puzzled expression as he looked back at her, “I’m sorry… I thought I heard you say to sing with you.”
“I did. Or” a smirk played on her lips, “Or are you too shy” she mocked in a high pitch voice.
Jimin’s eyes darkened as he shot her a glare, “Fine…”
After the song, the two were just inches apart and Danielle let out a shaky breath, “You have to be the main lead.”
“I’m sorry? What?”
“For our play! The current lead gets of my nerves and can’t match my pitch, but you can!” She grinned as she thought of how better the play would go with Jimin.
Jimin stepped away from her and crossed his arms, “I’ll pass. I’m not trying to be some theater geek.” He went back to the windowsill and looked out the window.
“What if I can convince our teacher to drop your detention?” She saw his eyebrow twitch in curiosity through the reflection. “I mean, if he knew you were helping out, I’m sure he could let you leave. Or” she shrugged as she turned to the door, “You can stay here. Suffer through two long hours of doing nothing.”
Danielle took a step outside the room counting in her head to five. “Wait.” Jimin called out. She looked back at him and he took a breath, “If you can get me out of here, I’ll do the stupid play.”
She grinned, “Great. Tomorrow after school. Meet me in the auditorium.”
“Ok…But you better keep your word, Dani girl.”
“Call me that again and you can spend the rest of the year in here” Jimin held up his hands as Danielle made her way out the room. Jimin watched her leave with a smirk on his face. He hated the idea of being in a play, but if it meant he could get Danielle, the only girl who blew him off, to pay attention to him… maybe it wouldn’t be too bad.
Leading to the performance, Jimin and Danielle weren’t quite friends, but their sarcastic ways toned down towards each other. Their sarcasm turned to mindless teasing and flirting that drove them both up the walls.
The day of the play, Danielle met up with Jimin and was shocked by his new blonde hair, “Whoa, you look—”
“Hot? Desirable? Sexy? All the above?” He smirked. He eyed her costume and nodded in approval, “You look beautiful.”
“Thanks?” She felt a blush begin to form. “Also… I was going to say good, but never mind.”
Jimin chuckled as he got closer to Danielle, “You don’t look so nervous. Don’t the leads typically get the most worked up?”
It wasn’t a lie. Danielle felt like she was eating her heart out for more than one reason. The play intimidated her, but so did Jimin’s sudden blonde appearance. It was hard enough for her to practice with him every day as she found herself falling for him, but now he looked ten times hotter and it set her on edge. She hummed, “I could say the same for you. You’ve never performed before.”
Jimin’s lips curved in a smile, “Really? I think I perform pretty well everyday.” Danielle’s eyebrow rose as her face shifted into a look of confusion. Jimin’s finger traced up her neck to her chin and he pulled her head up to look him in the face, “I have to perform everyday and pretend I hate you because you’re too stubborn to admit you like me and want to kiss me just as bad as I want to you.”
Danielle cleared her throat as she looked away from him. She heard her name and looked to see her friend giving her their cue that they were about to start. She bit her lip, ruining her lipstick, and looked back at Jimin. “Make this play a hit and you can get that kiss you want from me.”
Jimin smirked as his brow rose, “I was already planning to, but since I get a reward, I guess I really have to now.” Danielle let out a small chuckle as she turned on her heels. Jimin watched her walk off as he thought about her lips on his at the end of the play. He couldn’t wait for the curtains to fall.
Jungkook
Mijin froze in shock as she absorbed the words Jungkook spoke to her outside of school. They were at the gate drawing the attention of their schoolmates as they rushed out of their prison. “Can you repeat that?” She finally answered.
Jungkook’s head rolled as he tried to keep his blush from finding its way on his face, “Do you wanna go out with me?” He scratched the back of his head as he heard Taehyung whistle from a distance.
Mijin didn’t know where this was brought on. She had never really spoken to Jungkook though they had been in the same class for years. She knew Jungkook’s reputation for fighting and being a bad boy who ditch class or cursed out teachers. Mijin was the exact opposite. Top of their class, not a single backbone in her body, and a regular dictionary definition of a goody two shoes. She played with her braid that rest on her shoulder, “Umm…” Her eyes looked at everything that wasn’t Jungkook as she tried to fish for a reply.
“Just a date” he spit out. “Trial date. I know this is sudden, but I’ve liked you for a while…”
“Me?” She couldn’t believe that. Someone as good looking as Jungkook having so much as a crush on a girl like her. This could be a trick… How many shows or stories has she read when the bad boy makes a bet with his friends to bang the nerd? What did she have to lose? She had a crush on him, honestly what girl didn’t in their class, so the worst that could happen was she could be used… She wouldn’t sleep with him.
“It’s okay if you wanna say n–”
“Why not” she spoke as he began to ramble.
Jungkook’s words caught in his throat as he grinned. He let out a throaty sound as he looked back at his group of friends, “SHE SAID YES!” Taehyung and Jimin hollered as the older ones shook their head at how hyped the two were. Jungkook looked back at Mijin and let out a shaky breath, “You won’t regret this, I swear you won’t. I’ll text you and we can set up a day for a date.” He hugged her quickly and she could feel his heart pounding before he pulled away from her. “I’ll see you tomorrow!”
As he began to run off, Mijin laughed, “Jungkook!” His breath lodged in his throat as he heard his name slip off her lips. He looked back and Mijin held up her phone, “Don’t you need my number to text me?” Jungkook covered his face as a blush broke over his cheeks and he returned to collect her number.
It had been five months since that day and Jungkook and Mijin were going strong. However, even though they were dating, Mijin couldn’t get Jungkook to go to class all day long. She was lucky to get him to go to three class at least in the day, but she would collect his homework that he would do with her.
As they sat at a table outside a neighborhood cafe with her homework, they were approached by a group of high schoolers from a different school. Jungkook’s smile he wore washed away when he noticed the group. Mijin noticed the tenseness between the Jungkook and the guys. One of them eyed her before he winked her direction. Jungkook stood abruptly ready to swing, when Mijin acted.
“Can we go?” She stuttered as she fixed her glasses. “It’s kind of hot out here.”
Jungkook looked back at her and he stepped back from the group, “Yea…” His jaw clenched as he stared them down, “Let’s get out of here.”
Mijin hurriedly gathered her homework and stuffed it in her bag before she flung it over her shoulder. Jungkook took her hand and the two fled the cafe with exaggerated kissing sounds and whistles echoing behind them. Mijin was thankful that she didn’t have to see Jungkook fight. She was pacifist as it was, but she also didn’t want to see her boyfriend get hurt over something so stupid as some guys being jerks.
That evening, Jungkook and Mijin walked down the street hand in hand. Jungkook’s attitude had improved from the previous encounter and the two were talking and laughing together.
“Well well, if it isn’t Jungkook and his girl again.” Mijin’s shoulders stiffened as she heard the voice from the alleyway. It was one of the guys from earlier and he was with another guy from the group.
“Fuck off” Jungkook cursed as he stood in front of Mijin protectively.
The guy chuckled, “Oh, so mean. What do you say we make a truce? We don’t kick your ass if” he looked at Mijin lustfully, “You give us a pie–” His words were cut off as Jungkook swung and punched him in the jaw. The guy let out a dark chuckle as he held his jaw, “Oh, you’re going to regret that lover boy.” The two guys lunged at Jungkook and Mijin screamed as she jumped back. The attack led them into the alleyway where they ganged up on him.
Jungkook fought back as best he could under the circumstances, but having punched and kicks from two different angles.
Mijin gripped her phone as she tried to find her voice, “HEY!” She screamed getting the two guys’ attention, “I already called the police. They’re coming” she stuttered.
The guys tsked as the one who held Jungkook by the collar let him go. “You’re lucky your bitch saved you.”
She stood there quivering like a leaf as the two guys stalked off. “Jungkook!” She ran to his side as she saw him slide down the garage door. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?”
Jungkook refused to meet her gaze as he rocked. “Fine” he growled. She reached out to check him, but he slapped her hand away, “Leave it alone!” He barked. Mijin jumped at his harsh words, but she refused to leave his side. “Fuck” he pulled at his hair as he leaned his head back giving her a view of his busted lip, “I couldn’t even protect you and here I am asking you out.”
Mijin took his hand gripping it tightly as he tried to free it from her grasp, “I don’t care about that. I don’t care what others say about me.”
“Well I fucking do!”
Mijin leaned up to Jungkook’s face as she took his head in her other hand, “And I appreciate that, but I don’t need you getting into fights on my behalf.” Her thumb traced his busted lip. “Come on, we should get your lip cleaned and check for bruises. Can you stand?”
Jungkook reached out and his hand went behind her head. His other hand went to her wrist and pulled her back to him and kissed her. He hissed at the pain of his lip, but he refused to break the kiss. Her hands support herself as she pressed her palms on his chest. He broke the kiss and let out a breathless laugh, “How is it you make me fall more in love with you every day I’m with you.” He didn’t wait for a reply as he kissed her again and took her bottom lip in between his teeth.
Part I | Part II
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Up Up, Down Down, Kiss and Make Up: Part One
Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15303474/chapters/35503755
Parings: Percy/Annabeth; Hazel/Frank (not yet dating); Jason/Piper; Will/Nico (not yet dating)
(Boarding school AU)
When Chiron bans video games, Leo gets creative and decides they should create their own game. The result is part D&D campaign, part cosplay opportunity and part complete chaos. Hazel might have somehow accidentally been proposed to, Annabeth is frustrated by video game logic, Jason and Piper start a feud, and Nico is trying very hard not to notice Will Solace and even harder not to let himself be video gamed into asking Will out. And Leo? He's in his element controlling it all.
Part One
Chiron had banned video games. He claimed it was because they rotted your brain and that everyone should be getting outside in the fresh air. In truth it was probably because Corridor 13 had gotten a little too competitive during a Mario Kart competition and a wii remote had flown off of someone's wrist and managed to take out both the TV and a window by a miracle of rebound and angles. The window had been fixed very quickly. The TV hadn't.
Chiron had insinuated they wouldn't get it back until after the holidays. After the obligatory complaints, chiding and threats to never speak to Corridor 13 again, the students of The Pantheon School were left to figure out what to do with themselves.
Predictably it was Leo who came up with something first.
"Let's make our own video game."
That didn't get much of a response at first. Piper and Annabeth were sitting in the window seat, not really listening. Of all of them they'd been the least worried about the loss of the TV since they'd only ever shown up to the video game tournaments occasionally to put the rest of them back in their place: Mario Kart wasn't a challenge anymore and it was doubtful it ever had been. Jason was at the desk by the window. He was probably the next level of not interested because he had somehow ended up on the committee to organise the prom and so his and Reyna's free time was usually spent arguing about menus, colour schemes and mildly threatening corporations who thought they could con two teenagers into buying overpriced balloons.
Percy did care about the loss of the TV, because without it he had one less reason to ignore the pressing fact he had a lot of homework to do. When Leo repeated the sentiment, louder this time, he was the first to look up from where he was lying on the sofa.
"How?"
Leo admitted that he hadn't really thought things through that far. Percy sighed and threw his arm across his face.
"Maybe Chiron's right. Maybe we should just go outside or something."
Leo perked up. He was sitting on the floor, playing absentmindedly with an old walkie-talkie and he waved it about as he spoke, nearly decking Frank sat behind him.
"Outside!" he said. "Yes we should go outside."
He seemed way too enthusiastic about the idea. It was enough for Hazel to glance over in some concern.
"You said fresh air was pointless," she commented.
"That was before when we had a TV. Now outside is genius. We can make our own video game."
"That was your first idea," Percy observed.
"Ye-es," Leo admitted. "But this is that idea new and improved. I've got these walkie-talkies that Connor gave me and there's that old playground out back. We can make an obstacle course and control someone around it. Tell them what to do with the walkie talkies and stuff."
"Tell them to do stuff?"
Nico was sitting on the floor behind Percy’s sofa and he'd been so quiet the others had kind of forgotten he was there. He poked his head out.
"What sort of stuff?" he continued.
"You know, jump. Go left. Turn. That sort of thing," Leo said vaguely. “I haven't worked out all the particulars yet.”
"That's obvious," Nico said. Then he shrugged. "Sounds fun. Count me in."
"Really?" Leo asked, then quickly. "Great."
Nico gave him a look.
"I didn't think you'd be the first to agree," Leo said defensively.
"I'm in too," said Percy, still without looking up. "And Annabeth."
His girlfriend looked up at her name.
"What are you signing me up for?" she asked.
"Leo's video game super smash brawl IRL," Percy said. "Far as I'm guessing he's thinking of an obstacle course capture the flag death match kind of thing where someone bosses someone else about through walkie talkie."
Annabeth thought about that for a second.
"We're in," she said. "Right Pipes?"
Piper nodded seriously.
"Be good to kick your butts in real life," she said. "Bagsie Reyna."
And that was how they ended up outside in the grounds letting themselves be bossed around by Leo who had found a mega-phone somewhere and was using it to bellow instructions across the lawn. Jason came out, trying to adjust his glasses with an elbow at the same time as trying to shift a heavy cardboard box into a more comfortable position.
"This was all the tech corridor 13 could scrounge up," Jason said.
"They were pretty apologetic about the loss of the TV," he added as Leo extracted a broken video camera with a worryingly large grin.
"Here!" Leo called as he threw the camera towards Harley, who caught it one handed. "That should be good for section one."
"Section one?" Jason asked. "Leo this is going to be a little game right? A quick distraction?"
Leo barely gave his friend half a second of attention, too busy rummaging through the box.
"Uh-huh," Leo agreed, though Jason was pretty sure Leo had absolutely no idea what he was agreeing to.
"Corridor 13 have started a betting pool," Jason continued. "What exactly have you told them?"
"Video game," Leo mumbled. "Recreating a video game."
Jason sighed, and then jumped back rapidly as Harley walked back their way carrying a large piece of plywood.
"Okay," he said in defeat. "If you need me I'll be talking to napkin suppliers."
"Ooh can you get me any free samples?" Leo asked.
"Sure?"
"Great. And you don't mind me designing your costume then?"
"No that's fi- wait costume?”
Leo wandered off, feigning deafness as he screeched into his megaphone.
“Leo! What costume?"
Leo continued doing a good impression of not being able to hear, waving a set of fairy lights excitedly at Harley. As he passed Reyna, Piper and Annabeth they covered up the several sheets of paper they had spread out on the floor around them and ostensibly stopped talking.
"Go away spy," Piper teased. "We won't let you steal our top secret plans."
Annabeth waited before Leo had got a safe distance away before continuing with her inventory plans.
"And rope of course."
Nico had joined forces with Hazel and Frank. Frank didn't seem entirely comfortable about the entire set up, partly because he wasn't super into video games but Hazel and Nico's competitive streaks were coming out and they were showing their claws, and partly because Hazel's brother made him just a tiny bit uncomfortable.
Hanging out with Nico properly for the first time was a little nerve wracking, because as stupid as he told himself he was being, Frank couldn't help but think that he was one stupid comment away from Nico skewering him with the pencil he was holding, or at least skewering him with a look. Still Hazel adored Nico and Nico adored Hazel and so it was clearly up to Frank to get over the fact he was mildly terrified of the slight, pale teenager with the eyes like shards of glass.
And Nico hardly seemed to be paying attention anyway. He'd had all sorts of plans in the beginning, and Frank had begun to realise that Nico was a bit of a mythomagic nerd. His knowledge of stats and different attacks could come in useful, but equally couldn't, since none of them really knew exactly what Leo was planning on building for them.
Now Nico was just staring into the distance, tapping a pencil distractedly against his knee. Frank followed his line of sight, but all he could see was some of the corridor 13 lot with Lou-Ellen and a couple of the guys from 7 and the younger ginger and green haired girl Frank always saw on the archery range. Callie? No, Kayla.
Frank shrugged it off, assumed that suddenly disappearing into his head was one of Nico's things and began discussing whether or not Hazel thought they'd need a shield.
"Do you think we'll need matches?" Annabeth asked, adding another note to her equal parts frighteningly organised and horrifyingly disorganised list.
"This is Leo," Piper said. "I think we should have everything possible. Up to and including the national guard and a medic on call."
Annabeth added matches under cold weather provisions, cross-referencing it a second later to light-emitting devices and then adding an arrow to warmth.
"Do we have a torch?" Reyna asked.
Annabeth frowned, scanned her notes.
"Yes under electronic items."
Reyna nodded sagely. She was relatively new to The Pantheon School, so really she was dealing with the chaos well considering she’d never had to survive through Leo’s other projects and ideas.
"How serious do you think Leo is about all of this?" Reyna mused. "I saw him walk past with a drill a minute a go. Where on earth did he get a drill from?"
"Don't know," Piper laughed. "And don't think I want to know."
"Leo's hardly serious about anything," Annabeth mused. "But when he's got a project he's off. He's serious. And we've got a reputation to withhold."
"Well if we are doing this we're doing it properly," Reyna said. "I heard Leo was making his team costumes."
"My kind of area," Piper said with a grin.
"Really?" Annabeth asked. "You know how to sew?"
"Some confidence would be nice," Piper teased. "But no. I do, however, know some girls who love fashion and would be happy to help."
Reyna frowned. Annabeth pictured Drew's scowling, sardonic expression.
"Really?" Annabeth said again.
"Really," Piper said with a devious grin. "My corridor owe me a favour."
Part Two
#Percy Jackson and the Olympians#pjo#percy jackson#annabeth chase#percy/annabeth#hazel#frank#hazel/frank#jason#piper#Jason/piper#Will solace#Nico di Angelo#will solace/nico di angelo#up up down down
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Asimov's Science Fiction (March/April 2017)
Digging into my backlot of science fiction magazines. A mixture of verse and stories. I've only reviewed and rated the stories. This particular issue is the 40th Anniversary one! 3.8 out of 5
"Soulmates.com" by Will McIntosh
Daniel wants someone to share his life with, to love and be loved by. When he meets Winnie through a dating app, he thinks she could be the one almost immediately. Emily, his former girlfriend and current best friend, is more suspicious, doing a deep dive on who Winnie could be. Which, considering they never meet in person despite Winnie being in Atlanta and Daniel in Athens, not that long a drive, is valid. Starts extremely slowly, assumingly to establish the characters. Not my favorite way as most writers don't do a good job at it. I'm not entirely certain that this is actually science fiction, despite the use of Artificial Intelligence. As to Daniel, I found him to be incredibly childish, blind, immature, and boring. He learned absolutely nothing from his experience. I struggled to complete this novella. 2.5 out of 5
"Number Thirty-Nine Skink" by Suzanne Palmer
It started simply enough, an expedition designed to bring life in balance to an empty planet. Then the humans left suddenly, leaving Mike willingly behind with Kadey whose programming makes the creatures populating the area. When Mike dies of cancer, Kadey continues her work. Until the night something changes. Poor Kadey, struggling with loneliness, possibly incomplete programming, and the knowledge hidden from her regarding why the humans left. Sad, yes, but with a more hopeful ending that is also a beginning. Lovely story, so well written. 4.5 out of 5
"Three Can Keep a Secret..." by Bill Johnson & Gregory Frost
A convoluted tale of assassins, misdirection, love, greed, and con-artistry with an almost noir feel to it. It's almost impossible to give a synopsis that isn't chockful of spoilers. The first person narrator isn't totally reliable, but still intriguing in what he shares. I loved this more than I expected with this strange little story. FYI, in case you don't know, the title is from an old saying.
Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead. 4.5 out of 5
"The Ones Who Know Where They Are Going" by Sarah Pinsker
A child must suffer so the city can be happy, or so they say. One particular child is taken from her mother, locked away in the dark with no social interaction beyond the delivery of food. As time passes, language is lost and memories of a happier time begin to fade. Then one day the door isn't shut tightly and the child gets out of the tiny dark room. She crawls up the stairs, each step bringing back a particular memory, heading for freedom. But at what cost? Rip my heart out, why don't you? Two and a half pages of the most gut-wrenching narrative. The tightly woven writing is painfully descriptive. And the ending! Oh, the ending. I just cannot deal with it. 5 out of 5
"Invasion of the Saucer-Men" by Dale Bailey
Teenagers have been foiling alien invasions for some time. After all, the adults are either locked in their homes consuming television or would dismiss the very idea of aliens. The newest landing of a flying saucer bonds together teens out at the local make-out point. Per the author, his idea was to take the cheesy sci-fi and horror movie titles of the 1950s and treat the core idea with some emotional and thematic nuance. Here we have a group of teen archetypes, from the football star to the nerds to the beauty. There are also the followers that are always found in high school. This brings back memories of too many cheesy nights at the drive-ins in my county. I've always found my sympathies fell with the aliens most of the time, faced with humans whose first response to the unknown was always violence. Horrible ending to this story. Horrible. CW: extremely graphic attack. 3 out of 5
"Kitty Hawk" by Alan Smale
After receiving word of her brother's death, Katharine Wriht travels from Ohio to North Carolina to help her other brother. Instead of Orville preparing to pack up for the trip home with his beloved
brother's body, he is trying to continue with the flight experiments that killed Wilbur. Katharine finds herself engaged in helping, even learning to fly herself. This is a complete AU of the Wright Brothers and the birth of flight, through World War I and the suffrage movement. The writing is evocative of the time period and the dangers of experimental flight. I don't know why it didn't click with me, but I struggled quite a bit in reading this imaginative tale. I can see others enjoying this greatly, just not me. 3 out of 5
"Cupido" by Rich Larson
Marcel is a genius at chemistry. He came up with a way to make pheromones specific to the pair he's paid to bring together, either by one of the potential couple or by a third party. The majority of the money he charges goes to pay for his grandmother's colon cancer treatment. As word gets around, he finds himself moving to smaller cities to avoid identification. As yet, what he does isn't illegal. He didn't expect to find himself attracted to his potential mark. Frankly, I don't consider this to be science fiction at all. The science is already viable. Add the consent issues which would be called dubcon (dubious consent) and I'm too busy cringing to enjoy. In my mind, Marcel is anything but a hero. 3 out of 5
"A Singular Event in the Fourth Dimension" by Andrea M. Pawley
Olive was removed from the reducer pile, adopted by a childless couple to help stave off loneliness. Now that the second grandmother is living with them and Mama was pregnant, Olive is worried that she will be sent back to the pile, no longer needed. A loving, imaginative little android who believes in fairy dust, even if the fairies never seem to do anything magical like in the stories. Love doesn't have to be limited to just humans or blood relations. Sweet and touching. 4.5 out of 5
"The Wisdom of the Group" by Ian R. MacLeod
There are theories and studies about group-think, how certain groups can intuit a trend or coming situation without any real knowledge. With the right group, the members could get wealthy or probably save the world, depending on their inclination. Samuel has been part of such a group since brought in by his professor while still in university. Now, years later, Samuel is wealthy, has a liv-in lover, three dogs with unfortunate names, and a gorgeous house in Washington state. But something is wrong, something that seems to be originating from Samuel. The response is usually to cut the wrong out of the group. A complicated basis for a disturbing story. I had to sit on this one for a while in order to determine what I felt about it. Definitely strong writing, could almost be considered psychological horror. I don't know if I would ever say that I liked it, but I recognize the work done and the uniqueness of the story. 3.5 out of 5
"After the Atrocity" by Ian Creasey
Abu Hameed, the terrorist behind the attack that left ten thousand people dead, has also died during interrogation. The solution? A machine that can make exact copies, complete with memories, of an individual. Violet Ruiz, operator and creator of the machine, even made a duplicate of herself in order to work 24/7. As Hameed's copies die during the enhanced interrogation, more copies are needed. Soon Violet II wonders about the ethical implications. Well thought out consideration of just how far a nation is willing to go in search of revenge wrapped in the disguise of intel. Patriot Act, enhanced interrogation the Greater Good, dismantling both Habeas Corpus and the Geneva Convention, anyone? 4 out of 5
"Goner" by Gregory Norman Bossert
In order to explore space, humans had to be converted from flesh into nanotechnology based creatures. The pilots call themselves Goners. Char's best friend's father is a Goner. Already fascinated with the idea of flying, Char uses a sliver of Pilot Clark to begin changing. While this is complete in itself, the story also begs for more. What is happening to Char? Will he be allowed to live his dreams despite his age? S fascinating a concept. 3.5 out of 5
"We Regret the Error" by Terry
Bisson
A series of news corrections from the future. So many corrections, even some corrections of corrections. Taken individually, these are amusing. Pieced together, there is a much deeper story playing out. Oh, and a nice dig at Disney's well-known history of not paying some of their artists for their work. 3 out of 5
"Tao Zero" by Damien Broderick
Teenagers, incredibly smart ones, have unprotected sex after winning $370 million in the Mega Millions lottery. The celebration leads to a child, the narrator, and the money to try to trap the Tao, the Way that cannot be named, inside a machine. I tried, I really tried to read this without success. After rereading the first two pages over and over in an attempt to struggle through, I put the story aside, hoping to pick it back up when refreshed. Didn't work. DNF
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Voltron Hogwarts AU headcannons
I’d put:
Keith in Griffindor, Lance in Slytherin, Shiro and Hunk in Hufflepuff, and Pidge in Ravenclaw
I’ve expounded on my reasons for this in a huge as essay here if you’re curious as to why I’d sort them like this, I actually thought about it a lot. lol
So here goes:
I sort of love the idea of Hunk and Lance being unlikely best friends, like meeting on the train, not knowing where they’re going to be sorted, getting put in diametrically opposite houses, and still being best friends anyway. Like Lance will just go eat at the Hufflepuff table with Hunk and cause being adaptable is his thing he’s just able to fit in where ever.
I imagine Pidge to be muggle born. Her whole family is super into science (Matt isn’t a wizard) so they’re really fascinated with the nature of magic and have so many questions and experiments they wanna carry out and Pidge is so excited about learning everything.
Pidge’ll join Hunk and Lance to make a trio cause Hunk is a softie and sees other kids teasing her for being a nerd/know-it-all (like the rude boy in s4 - you know the one), and then they bond over both being mega nerds.
It takes a bit longer for Lance to grow on her, but he does, and then lance is eating at the Ravenclaw table too when it strikes his fancy and he miraculously find a place for himself and just fits in.
And then Lance will get the bright idea of trying to recruit a Gryffindor to their crew to round out the houses cause he wants the option of sitting at every table for meals but he needs a friend in Gryffindor first so he tries to befriend Keith cause the kid is a loner and looks like he could use friends. It goes badly, and then they’re rivals.
Keith didn’t know he was a wizard until his letter cause, and it turns out that his parents were notorious death-eaters who died during in the war or something, leaving him to grow up in muggle foster care cause whoever was dealing with his case at the ministry of magic thought it would be poetic justice to have him grow up up as a muggle, so people weren’t very nice to him from the get go and when Lance approached him he thought it was more of the same.
But then later Keith makes friends with Hunk (maybe really helps him out during their first flying lesson cause Hunk is terrified to heights and neither Pidge or Lance are there being in other houses), so they do end up being a crew of 4 but there’s always the weird rivalry thing between Keith and Lance and it gets worse cause Keith doesn’t remember brushing off Lance’s first overture of friendship.
So they’re in a weird limbo of having the same friends, spending quite a bit of time in each other presence, but refusing to actually call themselves friends, and the rivalry thing only gets worse when they both make their respective Quiddich teams.
So all through the years of school they’re professing hatred for eachother, while on the DL being really nice when they’re sure the other won’t notice. (Lance automatically easing social situations when he notices Keith getting overwhelmed, Keith cursing a fellow student who stood Lance up on a date or something idk)
Pretty much they constantly bicker and fight and argue with each other, but the minute someone else messes with the other they are jumping to his defense.
Keith is jealous of Lance’s ease with EVERYONE. The boy sits at the Gryffindor table for meals sometimes and he swears his house mates like Lance better than him even though he’s a Slytherin cause he’s just so damn personable to everyone except Keith, good at making people feel included and drawing them together..
Lance is jealous of Keith for standing out from the crowd, and for being so good at everything seemingly effortlessly. Lance grew up in the shadows of his older brothers and all he wants is to stand out and be the best but Keith is the best (at flying and DADA, the two things Lance REALLY wants to be good at) and he seems so cool and unattainable/untouchable. .
Shiro probably teacher DADA, he lost his arm when he worked as an Auror and got the scar on his face fighting dark wizards.
Coran teaches history of magic and makes his students role play historical events.
Allura is headmaster because she’s a queen lol
I can’t think of anymore except there’s some pining and romance in there after that, but feel free to argue with me/add ideas?
#voltron#voltron hogwarts AU#headcannons#keith#lance#pidge#hunk#gryffindor keith#slytherin lance#hufflepuff hunk#ravenclaw pidge#klance#its late and im rambling#voltron harry potter AU#harry potter AU#harry potter#idk
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Hi I'd like to say/ask a couple of quick tings. 1) Love your friendship with @twoghostsaccustic, did you really meet like that? Did you really have the idea for the HP au cause I 💙 it? Do you write other ships/ fandom's? what WIP did you post I can't find them on your blog and finally you have 15 fics going HOW THE FUCK does your ppl keep up,@twoghostsaccustic writes herself and your beta's mega busy with lots of writers where do they find time to check all dos fics? Keep being cool dear 💞
omfg HHAHAHAHAHAHAH HELLO THERE BEAUTIFUL
ok first things first: thank you for your lovely ask!!!!! :D gotta love those. anyway, no, right now i’m not writing other ships or fandoms but i have a shitton of fandoms so who knows haha. why? do you have one in mind? hmu if u do. dude i ask myself that as well haha but i have this list of fics i wanna write and i dunno man. i dunno. i guess steph and sammie @britpickerhl just really love me?? hahaha or maybe i force them you’ll never know
anyway here are my wips (they’re really wips i totally abandoned them lmao):
the p&p au that never was
steph’s gift (from last year)
damn i’m good with names (not)
and since u asked..... here we go......
HISTORY TIME: how did me and @twoghostsacoustic meet??? sit down people cuz we gonna go down memory lane
w e l l in case yall havent realized yet (i doubt it lmao) me and steph are polar opposite. like, she times the day and time she will do smth, i made 3 of my last exams in grad school with borrowed pens because i had forgotten mine. there was one day she was the only student in class, i literally failed 15 classes because of absence. she works hard, plays (QUESTIONABLE MUSIC) hard and is kind. i’m a lazy and mean bitch (WITH AWESOME MUSIC TASTE).
basically, this is a story about slytherin meets hufflepuff.
S O back in 2011 we both made the TERRIBLE mistake of chosing international relations to be our grad course and in 2012 we both passed for the same uni. yayy!! congrats past us for being nerds. so comes freshmen week and lo and behold!!!!! there she is, my girl steph, with her lovely curls and a purple shirt (I STILL REMEMBER OK) among other people i got to meet that first week.
remember the “i’m a bitch” part? yeah, she was the only one i kept talking to. everyone else i just forgot they existed.
anyway.
so past this first week, there we are, classes from monday to friday, about 30 people in our classes. mind you that first semester i went to almost (almost) every class so we saw each other all the time, talked and all, but we weren’t as close as we are today. i would talk to her and also everyone else because, you see, my girl was the quiet type in class, very serious, work hard type. i barely had a notebook, so i had to do our group projects with my kind of people - the procrastinators.
((can you imagine steph doing a school project 4am the day we had to present it? no you can’t because she’s not this type. literally the only group work i didn’t do 4am the day it was due was the one i made with her LMAO))
so how did we get here?
drarry, my dude. it was all because of drarry.
you see, we were in between classes with a group of friends and we were talking about harry potter (all the friends i have are because of hp god bless u scarhead) and one of the people in this group was a high school friend of mine and she already knew i was a slasher so i just said “guys harry should have ended up with draco, end of discussion”
now, it may have been night time, but i swear the angels sang and there was a halo of light illuminating our table when i heard this voice say:
“yes, of course. always.”
ah no wait, wrong curly person.
anyway. she agreed. we looked at each other like BANG! HOLY FUCK I WAS RIGHT THAT EMO SHIT IS A FANGIRL.
and fangirl we were. basically we talked non stop about how drarry and sirem (wolfstar) were the main couples of hp and how everyone else was wrong. so the gateway was opened.
we exchanged tumblr urls, that’s how headfirst we dived after that day.
since then, we shared fandoms, all of then. tom hiddleston thirst? we got that. 1d? mate, we dragged each other to this hellhole. mcu? we watched loads of movies together, same with star wats, b99, whatever.
we’re there. we reached that point.
besides all this fandom drama we also got involved with each others personal drama so mix those up and BOOM. friendship for LYF.
she was there when i got bit by an ant and fell down on the pool like a victorian lady. it was awful and i wish i could forget that but @thiccstan doesn’t let me forget it.
anyway. i even bought her a hufflepuff pin and her 1d mug and she bought me my slytherin cup. we’re tight, my man. so tight. as tight as my-
and then i love to tell her about my headcanons. MY GOD have i told her about pwp plotbunnies, i swear if i havent made steph at least 13% kinkier i have failed my mission in life. so anyway one of those days i was talking to her (either at her house, at whatsapp, or tumblr, or facebook, or on one of our 3 shared gc, or ig) and i said “dude i have this hpau listen me out” and so it began. it’s been a year already lmao so yayyy happy bday m&w!!!!
so yeah. we’ve been friends since 2012. seen all, done all. so just to point some of the shit we’ve done together:
1 - written a 200k+ fanfic
2 - graduated together, from the literal first week of college to the literal last week
3 - ate poutine (THIS IS IMPORTANT)
4 - went to the movies SO MANY TIMES
5 - dealt with each other’s depression cuz listen my dude it ain’t a homie if she ain’t telling u about those bad days
6 - i threw up at her house once lmao fucked up gallbladder am i right my dudes
7 - i literally dreamt about both of us getting matching tattoos lmao (also we woke up together to listen to sott no judgements BUT IT WAS 4AM OK WHO ELSE WAS GONNA BE THERE BUT US FOR US)
so yeah. she a cool one.
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for the fanfiction virgin (part two, AU)
Welcome back! If you have persevered thus far, you have more determination than I do. I honestly have no idea why I’m still writing this.
If you haven’t read part one, you’re going to need to, and then come straight back here.
This is going to take a long time, and I will by no means explain every single type of AU out there, just because there are so many, so let’s jump right in.
THE SORT-OF-CANONS
Also known as canon divergence fics. Most often the sort-of-canons start out in the canon universe and then by way of either time travel or vague dimensional travel device they wind up in an alternate universe. Other times, the fic starts out in the canon universe but then the author reworks the entire thing to their liking via a sort of deus-ex-machina scenario. These AUs are really rather simple and require vary little explanation on my part for you to get the gist of.
SOULMATE
The soulmate AU is many people’s first foray from the world of the canon and sort-of-canon and into the realm of firmly AU stories. Soulmate AUs often take place in a world where most everything is the same, except every person has a person that was chosen by the universe to be their soulmate. These almost always include a “soul mark”, usually a tattoo that shows up on the body and is used as an identifier for soulmates. Sometimes they are sentient and react when near a soulmate, sometimes they are just a name on a wrist, sometimes the soulmarks are like a communication device, showing the thoughts of two soulmates. There are dozens of other types
Expect everything from tooth-rotting fluff to the angstiest of angst with these fics. The logic and science of these AUs are usually vague at best, with everything from “chemicals” to hormones to straight up magic (though, again, exceptions for the HP fandom, who are usually the outlier for these kinds of things). Tropes for the soulmate AU include:
- Perfectly matched side characters to go with the angsty main character who hasn’t found their soulmate yet (looking at you James and Lily Potter, Tony Stark and Pepper Potts, yada yada yada, you know the pairing for your fandom. You’ve got it in mind).
- The “late bloomer”. Often the angsty main character. This character doesn’t get their soul mark until much later in life than is considered socially normal. Expect angst.
- Unmarked side character that can often be found betraying the other friends.
- “I hate soulmates I won’t let the universe control my life!” Spoiler alert: they do. They always do.
Soulmate AUs are such an overused AU type, but they are one that I hold dearly to my heart because they entertain me. People either love them or hate them, and there are great debates about this, and I urge you to participate.
THE NORMAL PEOPLE AU
This is another uncomplicated one. Basically, any special aspects are stripped away from the canon world and the characters are thrown into the current, modern world. These are not hard to find, but they fall under many different names (tags) because of the varying fandoms. Often, they are called things like Non-magic AU, Modern AU, No Powers AU, Real-World AU, etc. Also under this general umbrella category is the University AU, the High School AU, Police AU, Teachers AU. Basically, any situation that two characters could get into in the real world, and there will be an AU for it.
HISTORICAL AU
I think there are like three people who like historical AUs, and I am one of them. These AUs are usually also Normal People AUs, just set in a past period of time. They get interesting when you deal with things like homosexuality in a past time period, but there are not very many of them because they are both hard to write and hard to read if you are not like me and are not a history/English/geography nerd. That said, if you find any historical AUs that you really love, hit me up.
ALPHA/BETA/OMEGA AU
Oh, boy. So.
Have you ever heard of wolves? Yeah, it’s like that.
This is a vastly complicated AU that has become really popular in the last few years, and I’m not going to explain all of it to you, but I will give the key points.
1. There is so much cock. So much. Not advised for the beginner fanfic reader, because, as I have mentioned, they are usually under the age of fourteen. Things tend to get a little bit rapey. See, the A/B/O AU is based on the idea that everyone has a mating rank (class?). Omegas are like baby makers (even the dudes, see point two), and when in heat (wolves!) they give off hormones that the alphas can smell. This makes the alphas go all sex crazed, and try to have sex with the omegas. All the time.
2. Mpreg. Male pregnancy. The biology here is questionable at best, and I’d rather not think about it. Point is, Assbabies (the slang term for the result of mpreg. Assbabies). This is basically the point of all A/B/O fanfiction.
3. Three-somes. A lot of the time there are threesomes.
If you for want to know more, there is a wonderfully informative essay here. It has charts. I’m done explaining this one, because try as I might, I am a nerd in all facets of life and cannot. get. over. the. biology. Seriously, mpreg freaks me out.
AFTERLIFE AU
The afterlife AU is exactly what it sounds like. Often found when one or both halves of a ship are canonically dead, and they have a “yay, we’re both dead” reunion. Usually fluffy, even though everyone is dead. Avoid if you super religious (why are you here?) and will be offended by the notion of a vague and secular afterlife.
CROSSOVER AU
I mentioned crossovers in the first part. They tend to work one of two ways. Either a) both the characters and the universes of two different works of canon are merged in one mega-universe or b) the characters of one universe are transplanted into the universe of another, but without that universe’s canon characters.
Examples:
a) The Marvel Universe and the HP Universe merge together and work to fight a common enemy.
b) The characters from HP are placed into the Marvel Universe, and the Marvel characters are taken out.
FAKE RELATIONSHIP AU
In the fake relationship AU, one person of the ship usually ends up making a bet with a side character / needs a date to a family event and find the other person of the ship, who pretends to be their significant other. Then, as they are wont to do, feelings happen.
COFFEESHOP AU
A very specific type of normal people AU. Usually one person is the barista. There are a shit ton of coffee shop AUs out there for some reason.
CONCLUSIONS
I literally cannot think of any more of these god damn things. Why am I doing this to myself.
Next part: How to write fanfiction and why you probably shouldn’t, just yet, thanks.
PART ONE PART THREE
#harry potter#harry potter fanfic#supernatural#supernatural fanfic#fanfiction virgin series#dr who#doctor who#johnlock#sherlock#drarry#destiel#hinny#linny#snarry#dramione#dean winchester#sam winchester#luna lovegood#naruto#yuuri on ice
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