↱ MASTERLIST OF HIGH SCHOOL/COLLEGE PASSING FACECLAIMS ↲
under the cut you will find, #108 faceclaims that can pass realistically as high schoolers and/or college students. i made this list because of three reasons: a) most of the lists i found were old and at least a good few years old so the ages are largely inaccurate b) and hence there have been more and more child stars that i feel that need to be added to this list c) and it’s about time we stopped playing ian, milo, holland, crystal, jack etc as high schoolers because let’s be honest rpc, they can’t. i love them too but let’s be real about their ages. most of them should have resources made already but almost all of them have videos etc that you can make resources out of.
please like/reblog if you found this helpful and if you have any more suggestions, feel free to message me! also i tried to keep the really overused fcs out of here but you’ll find a mix of underused, overused and neither fcs here.
Summary: Your grades are slipping too low for your liking, you’re reprimanded by the student council president, Jeon Jungkook has got you feeling some type of way, and additionally, you agree to go to his basketball game. What could go wrong?
A/N: the first fic oops i don’t really know if this blog will go in the fic direction, i’ll see how it goes. feedback is appreciated!!
You slam your locker door shut after you throw in your gym clothes, breathing out of your nose as slowly as you can as you lean against the locker, hands clenched so tightly the veins were visible.
“Woah, what’s up with you today, Y/N?” Tzuyu, Jackson, and Yerim, three of your closest friends, gather around you. All three of them have concerned looks on their faces.
“That little…” you mutter angrily, looking up. Tzuyu’s eyebrows rise at your frustrated look.
“Hey, I asked you, are you okay?” She pokes your shoulder. You wordlessly yank out a rumpled piece of paper out of one of the many folders in your arms and flap it in front of her face.
“Just look at this,” you seeth, eyes smoldering. “My average for physics dropped. All because I wasted my time to help Golden Boy study. How am I supposed to be valedictorian now?”
At that, Yerim rolls her eyes as Tzuyu scans the paper. “Are you serious? You’re upset about, like a 2% drop? I have a 87 for your information.” Jackson just snorts.
“You should know how Y/N gets about her grades, Yerim. She’s ranked one, so obviously she has to keep her grades up if she wants to keep her ranking.”
“Well,” Tzuyu says breezily as she hands the piece of paper back to you, “I don’t get what you have against Jeon Jungkook. I mean, he’s actually really nice, smart, and good looking. Oh, and athletic since he’s also the basketball team captain now that Yoongi is injured.”
“He asked you nicely if you could help him too,” Yerim adds. “Always a first.”
“You don’t get it,” you grit out, brushing the hair falling over your eyes out of your face. The four of you begin to make your way back to your homeroom classrooms, with Jackson bidding a farewell as he is a year older.
“One, he’s not attractive Tzuyu-” you begin, disgusted (you’re lying to yourself but no way were you admitting that), “and two, I helped him for two hours studying for that huge test, and while I only got a 94, he got a perfect. His grades are better than mine at this rate. It’s not fair.”
You may be sounding a bit unreasonable. But your history with Jungkook went a long way. You know how every school has that one popular boy? Well, Jungkook was the one for your school (well in your case, there were seven). You swore he could be the school’s mascot.
Jungkook and you grew up together as neighbors, but your friendship was a complicated one as especially after you journeyed into middle school, and now high school. You still talked, bickering to each other during the classes you had with each other, occasionally walking to school together, and helping each other study. You weren’t quite best friends, but you weren’t strangers either. His parents and your parents were close, and often times you ate at each others houses. Frenemies or rivals were really what you were, as both of you insulted each other whenever you could, and competed in everything.
But you and Jungkook were different in terms of social status at school. He was more well known as the popular jock who picked up girls left and right, and you were known as the future valedictorian, the student council vice president, the brains. You generally hung out with different friend groups, him with the wilder crowd who talked about youth and living life, while yours were more reserved and careful, following a future set in stone.
Not to mention, the boy infuriated you to no end. Jungkook had been the one who handed you the paper with your semester grades after all.
Trixya!HS AU. Trixie is a nerdy, girly girl with bows and frills. Katya is a skater chick with scuffed knees and a flazeda attitude. When they’re assigned as lab partners, can they discover chemistry together?
Or: She was a sk8er girl. She said see you later girl. She wasn’t good enough for her (or was she?).
[AN: Pink Shrooms aka Squeaky Pink. We’re writing this together but alternating chapters and POVs. Pinky is mainly Trixie’s POV and Squeaky is mainly Katya’s POV. The first part of this chapter very heavy and /real/ but the ending is fluffy cuteness to make up for it!]
Okay, so I got multiple requests for a part two of Detention so here it is. It wasn’t the best but I tried xD
For the whole next week, Alec avoided Magnus. Their lockers
were on opposite sides of the hallway and that made Alec’s job easier. What
didn’t help was that they had practically all their classes together.
Alec always waited for Magnus to pick a seat first, then
picking on for himself as far away as possible. Unfortunately for Alec, Magnus
was late one day. Magnus was never late which was slightly suspicious.
The situation dawned on him as he realized the only seat available
was by Alec’s table. Avoiding Magnus’ eyes he looked down at his desk. The
chair scraped against the floor as Magnus purposely tried to get Alec’s
The whole hour, Magnus annoyed Alec. Either with coughing
too loud, clicking his pen one too many times or tapping the desk rhythmically.
And it was getting on Alec’s nerves. It was getting harder and harder for him
to ignore Magnus.
Magnus was mad. He was mad at Alec for ignoring him all
week. After that stupid detention, Alec hadn’t talked to him. And Magnus had no
idea what he had done wrong. It was killing him not being able to talk to his
best friend. He just wanted things to go back to normal. Even if it meant
baring the pain of loving someone that would never love you back. It was better
than being ignored.