High School AU

Through the Window (Pt 19)

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Part 19

Sorry this took so long folks, I’ve been slowly adding to it during my uni stuff. I have my final deadlines on the 27th so after that hopefully this should be uploaded more regularly! I know I’m not uploaded on a normal day, but I figured you’d waited long enough :)

(Also shoutout to @winterwidowfondue for the help with the Russian translation. I haven’t put a translation at the bottom into English for you, as you will find out next part what it means! Or you will probably guess. Or look it up yourselves. Hey ho.)

After you tackle Bucky, you roll around on the bed for a while giggling, just enjoying being in each others arms.

“So, you know I have no idea what I’m doing.” You say after a while, you lying on the bed with Bucky next to you.

“And you think I do?”

“I’m the virgin here!” You protest, rolling onto your side, Bucky doing the same.

“Yeah but the last person I slept with was a guy.” He says, raising an eyebrow.

“How different could it be. You just put it in a different hole.” You say, Bucky grinning.

“Well clearly you’re the expert here.”

“Bucky.” You say slowly, knowing it was the wrong time to bring it up, but also knowing you were going to bring it up anyway.

“Yeah?” He asks.

“What did you say to me earlier?”

“When?”

“When I was leaving your room to go home and get ready.” You say. Bucky pauses for a moment, then realisation spreads across his face, and his cheeks flush red.

“Nothing.” He says, unconvincingly.

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Founding Fathers High School AU
  • George Washington:That kid who is really quiet and sort of just averagely living his life in the background and then one day everyone finds out he's REALLY REALLY good at sports and he suddenly he becomes the star quarterback and student council president and the whole time he's just super not bothered about any of it and everyone thinks he's super cool and chill and always looks to him for advice to which he just shrugs and says something like 'Just go with it' and everyone thinks he's a brilliant sage and applauds.
  • James Madison:The little goth kid who thinks everyone despises him and he writes all this emo shit about how he is an outcast and shunned and he believes that he has all of these haters but really, everyone thinks he's an ok sort of dude. People are always asking him to go out and do stuff but he just whines and talks behind everyone's back. Keeps a burn book and collects beetles. Never smiles in pictures or says hello when people enter a room.
  • John Adams:The nerdy kid always having to assert how smart he is because he thinks that will make him look cool but it really just annoys everyone. The kid who reminds the teachers to give homework because he personally isn't being challenged enough by the lesson. Leader of the debate team and founder of like 15 school clubs and activist groups. He will argue about shit that doesn't matter and correct your pronunciation. He is in every AP class and actually used the SAT prep book.
  • Alexander Hamilton:The self declared 'bad boy' who would be up for dares all of the time, but then find ways to sneakily get out of it if he didn't feel like doing it. Thinks he's a bad ass because he stole a cigarette from a dude at a coffeeshop one time. Totally choked while smoking it. Actually good at writing. Over dresses in designer and is constantly asking out different girls who just want to be left alone. People like him most of the time. Has a squad who trash the popular kids.
  • Thomas Jefferson:The super smart popular rich kid who goes to Europe every summer and tells his posse of followers about it six times. They hang on his every word. He is naturally REALLY good at everything and is condescending about it. King of the salt mines, rolls his eyes and lounges attractively in the back of every classroom. The kid that teachers would get annoyed with for not paying attention but then knows the answers to the question every time they try to call him out for it.
  • Aaron Burr:The stressed out kid who's parents push him too much. Kicks trashcans after he fails a test because he stayed up too late studying for it. Is a B student who sometimes gets As. Jealous of everyone but really wants to be in with the popular kids. Thinks nice guys finish last and complains about how unfair things are for him. Has the SAT prep book, does not use it. No one REALLY knows what his MO is and it makes people uneasy.
  • Ben Franklin:Biggest nerd in the school. So much of a nerd that everyone thinks he's cool cause he just owns the title 1000%. Wears socks with sandals. Gives no fucks, just does it for the lolz. Obsessed with science class and has that poster of Einstein with his tongue out in his locker. Is a meme loving bronie who wins every science fair and already has a scholarship. Everyone goes to him to hack into stuff. Has a fake ID and built his own high tech gaming system.
I just want to help him.

Chapter 1/?

High school AU. Castiel’s abusive dad divorced his mom, and he’s taking it pretty badly. He now feels like it’s his job to take care of his mom. Dean’s just trying to be there for his friend, but Cas is trying to act like nothing’s wrong. John Winchester happens to be a doctor. 

Not sure how many chapters this is gonna have, but I like where it’s headed, so you can be on the lookout for at least a few more. Undecided on whether not I’m going to make it Destiel, I’m thinking about just keeping it platonic. But hey! You never know what could happen. We’ll just have to wait and see where the characters go with this one. After all, this is their story. I’m just recording it.

“Cas…” The boy’s blue eyes flew open with a start as he sat up straighter in his seat.
“What?” Dean chuckled.
“The bell just rang.” Sure enough, Mr. Singer was giving last minute weekend homework instructions as the rest of the freshman class packed up. “You sure seemed pretty deep in thought. Everything okay?”

Cas flashed Dean what he hoped was a convincing smile and nodded.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little tired.” Dean frowned.
“Everything okay with your parents?” Cas dropped his gaze for a moment before returning to meet Dean’s eyes.
“Yeah. I haven’t heard anything from my dad since he left.” He paused for a moment to run his fingers through his hair and looked away. “My mom’s taking it worse than I am.”

Dean pressed his lips together as Castiel stared at the ground.
“Well, if you ever need anything, you know where I live.” Cas glanced up and smiled sadly.
“Thanks. I better get going, though. I gotta help my mom with dinner.” Castiel was out of his seat and halfway down the hall before Dean could say another word.

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First Impressions - Chapter 12

It only just dawned on Mark that he had his crotch pressed against Jack’s. He began to sit up but was jerked back down by Jack’s arms that were suddenly around his neck.

“Jack….?”

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“Don’t get up yet,” Jack whispered just inches from Mark’s face, “I haf’ta tell ya somethin…important.” Mark swallowed and his eyes widened. “O-okay….” His face went bright red.

“Mark….I-”

“Jaack!!” a woman’s voice suddenly echoed as the front door was opened, “I’m home early!!”

“Shite,” Jack whispered in a panic, “Me sister’s home.” The two teens looked at one another and sprang apart, hoping on the couch, grabbing a controller each, and resumed playing. Mark didn’t have his glasses on still, though it didn’t matter at the moment. “Jack? Wher ar ye? An’ who’s stuff is this?”

“Ah! It’s my friend’s!” Jack shouted anxiously, “Wer in ‘ere playin games!”

The source of the voice walked over to the arch way into the living room. She was taller woman, who looked much older than Jack - she could have been his mother - with a warm smile and long auburn hair. “Hello,” she chimed, “I’m Lydia Jack’s sister.”

“Uh-Hi, I’m Mark,” Mark greeted with a smile. Lydia’s smile grew larger. “So you’re Mark! Glad to finally put a face to a name!”

Mark raised an eyebrow and Jack’s face grew redder. “Yeah, Jack told us about this boy he met at school and he couldn’t stop talking about it. It was really adorable!”

“Shut up, please!” Jack growled through his teeth, hiding the blush across his face with his hands. Mark blushed softly. ‘First Dan and Suzy, now his family?’ Mark thought to himself, ‘Was he really talking about me a lot?’

“Fock off now!” Jack snapped. Lydia giggled, “Okaay, you have fun with your man crush,” she quickly scurried off to avoid the pillows being fired at her. The front door swung open and closed shut. Lydia got in her car and drove off again. Jack grumbled to himself and glared. “Ignore her,” Jack assured, “She jus likes’ta twist up people’s words an tease.”

“Um…okay,” Mark laughed sheepishly, scratching his neck, “So, um, w-what was it you wanted to say?” Jack cocked his head to the side, as if he had forgotten what had just occurred. “Oh, by tha way,” Jack handed Mark his glasses, “Here.”

“T-thanks,” Mark smiled, putting them on and, at last, was able to see, “So, what were you going to tell me?” Jack sighed and turned off the tv. He turned to face Mark, taking a deep breath. “Mark, I like you,” Mark’s eyes widened, “Like, every time I’m with you, I feel happy. Nothin else matters. Yer probably tha greatest friend I could ask fer. So, thank you.”

‘Guess he doesn’t like me that way…’ Mark thought. He wasn’t sure why he felt down about it. It wasn’t like Mark felt that way about Jack…..right? Jack was an amazing friend, Mark was surprised they didn’t meet sooner. He looked up at Jack and smiled, though it wasn’t a very real or confident smile. He hung his head down and Jack smiled slowly faded into a concerned expression. Why was he so upset about this? Jack was officially his friend. Jack sighed and turned away, “I’m sorry, I made ye uncomfortable. I guess you don’t see me the same way…that’s fair…”

Mark jolted up and pinned Jack down on the couch out of nowhere. Jack’s face was flushed and confused. “Jack. You are the most incredible person I’ve ever met,” Jack’s confusion turned into a blank stare, “The day I first saw you, I liked you. You brightened my world when you came into my life and I’m not going to let you walk out of it. You’re so fun and cool and…and I’m just a nervous wreck. I don’t deserve someone like you, but I can’t live without you!”

Jack couldn’t find the words to respond. “Wh-what are you sayin-”

“What I’m saying is I’m in love with you!!”

Jack’s jaw dropped and his face went red. It took a second for Mark to react to his own words. Once everything settled, Mark’s face turned a color of red unknown to the human eye. Mark felt like he was about to get hanged. He sprinted to his bag and ran to the door, “Imsorryihavetogoseeyatomorrow!!” He shouted before slamming the door and full-tilt sprinted home.

High School AU! Bangtan Ver.

Annyeonghaseyo! So, I wanted to make an AU, and this is what I came up with!Summary:


Jeon Jungkook-

Genre Options: fluff, angst, smut

Jeon Jungkook. He could do anything. He was a track star, an amazing dancer, and his voice sounded like heaven. No wonder he was the school jock. He was good at anything he did. Rap, sing, dance, soccer, football, track, heck even his laugh was perfect. It’s no wonder I fell for the jock.


Park Jimin-

Genre Options: fluff, angst, smut

“Aish, Park Jimin get back here!” I yell at my best friend, who was running away from me. Reason? There was none that was important, but he did wake me up with iced water this morning. Not funny. Really, really not funny. I hate you Jimin. What a lie that is, because in reality. I fell for my best friend.



Kim Taehyung-

Genre Options: fluff, angst, smut

Kim Taehyung. A name that made every girl weak at the knees. Everyone loved him. Everyone…

including me. It all came back to that day. The day that I sat in the corner seat of my homeroom

class. The seat that would have been occupied by himself. To think… To think I fell in love with

the ​bad boy.



Min Yoongi-

Genre Options: fluff, angst, smut

For every person that socializes, there is one person who hides away. That person is Min Yoongi. The person whose hair changes every week. The person who eats lunch under the tree in the yard. I fell in love with that person. I fell in love with the emo.


Jung Hoseok-

Genre Options: fluff, angst, smut

Each day, there is a rumor that Jung Hoseok has dated and broken up with yet another girl. I wasn’t one of them. Even if it was just for a day, I want to date him. I don’t care if my heart gets broken the day after. Just one day. I want just one day. I just want to love the player.


Kim Seokjin-

Genre Options: fluff, angst, smut

Each and every day, I walk by the lockers only to see him get pushed into them. I want so desperately to help, but I just watch as the others beat the life out of him. One time, he saw me walking by, and he smiled at me, as if saying it’s okay. I’m alright. It hurt me. In my heart especially, because I love the bullied.


Kim Namjoon-

Genre Options: fluff, angst, smut

It all started with tutoring. When I needed help with math and geometry, I was partnered up with Kim Namjoon. The smartest guy in the school. Him explaining mathematical equations and formulas? I didn’t even pay attention. I guess, I guess I was too busy paying attention to his features. Yes I know. I may be crazy, but… I think I’m in love with the nerd.

So tell me, which one should I do first, and which genre should I make it? My ask is always open, so requests are welcomed!

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Inspired by high school AU snippets written by @reserve <3

Hux slugs back another sip of miserably burny whiskey and blearily looks at Ren. His big, dark eyes kind of glitter in the dark.

“I thought knowing you would be useful,” he hiccups. “Because of your mom. But it’s not, you know. You’re just awful. Another awful boy like the others.”

Ren laughs at him. He seems charmed. Fuck him.

“How many schools have you been kicked out of anyway?” Hux sneers. “Useless.” He picks at the grass for a moment and then a big hand descends on his.

“You’re mean,” Ren says. Still charmed. “Who taught you how to be that mean?”

Hux moves to tug his hand away but Ren clamps down. He’s going to have grass stains on his palms. Probably on his khakis too. If he ends up on his back it’s only going to get worse. He’s not going to end up on his back. Not for Kylo – not for stupid Ben Solo and his stupid long hair and insufferable mouth.

“Hux,” Ren sing-songs.

Stupid Ben Solo pushes him backwards onto the ground and Hux goes easy. He even sighs.

Inspired by an idea that I stole from my darling @danglingthpider (with permission of course). 

High school AU, fluff, 1.7k. 

“Where you going, gorgeous?

Castiel could barely avoid tripping over his own two feet, his head snapping up from the notes that he’d been studying while walking back to his locker on autopilot. Was that a flirtation?  

When Castiel was confronted with the sight of Dean Winchester casually leaning against the locker next to Castiel’s, his heart threatened to break free from his rib cage. Dean was wearing his trademark smirk, persuasive green eyes gazing in Castiel’s general direction.  

Less than two months ago, Dean had been just ‘the new kid’, but his handsome face had blessed him with instant popularity at Lawrence High. All the girls wanted him, and even Castiel’s friend Charlie, who was only there for the ladies, had pointed out that the Winchester boy must have won some kind of genetic lottery. Castiel wouldn’t deny that he saw the allure as well; Dean often starred in both his actual dreams and his occasional daydreaming.

Foolishly, Castiel suspected that maybe he’d fallen asleep during Biology class, and that this was yet another one of those very realistic dreams. Because this simply couldn’t be happening.

All they did was exchange meaningful looks sometimes, from across the cafeteria or when crossing paths between classes. Still, Castiel had never gathered the courage to talk to Dean, too afraid that the popular boy would turn him down.

Gorgeous. In any case, there was no way that Dean had meant him when he’d said that.

Instinctively, Castiel glanced over his shoulder, and all of the sudden the world made sense again, all of Castiel’s illusions shattered at once. Darting right behind him was Lisa Braeden, warm brown eyes and long dark curls, head cheerleader. Her locker was right next to Castiel’s, meaning that she had to be the one on the receiving end of Dean’s compliment.

“Oh, of course.” Castiel uttered to himself, quickly turning around and averting his eyes, embarrassed by his own naivety.

He decided he’d take his books home with him, not interested in watching Dean’s attempts at wooing Lisa from a front row seat. From the corner of his eye, he did spot how Lisa walked up to Dean, looking thrilled, flashing him her most charming smile.

Stupid, stupid, stupid,  Castiel inwardly cursed himself. He should’ve known that seventeen was too old to still believe in fairy tales.

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Awkward, awkward, awkward.

That was the one emotion currently haunting Dean, that single word stuck on repeat. Because how was this his life?

He’d been prepared, he’d had it all planned out, it should’ve gone smoothly. After the last class had ended, he’d been waiting there near the locker that belonged to the dreamy boy with the amazing blue eyes, the plan being to make some small talk, find out what his name was, then ask him out. It hadn’t been the most complicated strategy either, but regardless, Dean had miraculously managed to screw it up.

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High School AUS
  • I usually just sit alone at the lunch table but today you decided to sit here too and I appreciate it a lot

  • The public wifi here sucks and you gave me the password to the teacher’s wifi thank you so much

  • I want to ask my crush to prom so badly but I can’t think of any ways that aren’t disgustingly sappy or completely lame, help me brainstorm please

  • You let me copy your notes because I wasn’t paying attention, how can I repay you.

  • Help me orchestrate the best senior prank our school has ever seen

  • My friends dared me to ask you out but joke’s on them because you’re actually really cute oh gosh

  • I accidentally left my blog up on my laptop before I plugged it into the projector and now the whole class has seen it

  • Our teacher assigned partners on a boring project and we got put together and it turns out you’re actually pretty cool

Today, I saw a couple kissing on a park bench. They were really into it but then the girl pulled away and reached into her bag for something. The guy was frowning, clearly wondering what she was doing, before she pulled out this single red rose. And this guy’s face, it looked like he was just given a puppy, okay? Then taking the flower shyly, he pointed to himself and the girl shrugged and nodded and he smiled some more.

And now all I can think about is Derek and Stiles in high school. Imagine Derek who has been out on numerous dates, but the dates have never been romantic or special. They’ve always been because everyone wants to date the captain of the basketball team or infamous Laura Hale’s little brother. No one really cares about him. No one ever tries.

But then there is Stiles. Stiles who is a little awkward. Stiles who grates on Derek’s nerves. Stiles who looks at Derek. Stiles who Derek has secret fantasies about kissing. Stiles who somehow Derek ends up on a date with.

Imagine, Derek waiting for Stiles inside the movie theatre, palms sweaty with nerves, wondering if he should have worn something less dressy, before Stiles comes in. He’s dressed in what he was wearing at school, bag slung over his back, and Derek’s heart sinks because maybe this doesn’t mean anything to Stiles. Maybe this isn’t actually a date. Maybe Stiles just wanted someone to see the new Deadpool movie with.

Stiles is out of breath, nervously fiddling with his bag, and Derek isn’t sure where to look but then Stiles is taking out this rose, saying “sorry sorry, I wanted to get you something nicer but I couldn’t afford the tickets, dinner and a present but I’ve seen you reading those books on flowers in the library so I ran to Mrs Davidson’s and asked her for a cutting from her rose bush.”

And Derek…Derek is just speechless because…Stiles did this for him? Stiles wanted to get him a present? Stiles notices what he reads? Stiles ran to-

“Wait, dinner?”

“Yeah, dude. I mean, unless- unless you don’t want-”

“No, no I…I do want.”

Stiles grins at that, blushing slightly, and somehow Derek knows, just knows, he’ll never not want. Not with how many butterflies are fluttering in his stomach right now.

Written as a part of an event - stereksecretsanta

for lovely @whatthehellisahoechlin

Title: I Hate You!

[Read on AO3 here]

Tags - Highschool AU, Teen!Derek, Growing up together, Friends to Lovers, Truth or Dare, First Kiss.

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“You know you love me…I know you care…

A sudden strangled noise beside him made Derek snap his eyes open. He huffed out an angry breath, pursing his lips, irritated at the interruption.

It was Stiles. Stiles with bulging eyes, a red face and a hand clamped on his mouth. He was struggling to keep back his loud snort. Derek shot him a piercing glare, trying and failing to find his rhythm again.

“Just shout whenever…”  Derek grated out, hissing at Stiles. “…and I’ll be there…WHAT?

“Bieber? Really Derek-” Stiles choked, laughing as if he had lost his mind.

“You got a problem with that?”

Stiles jerked away from a snarling Derek, huffing out – Whoa, raising both hands in surrender. Not even a beat later, he shot a shit-eating grin at Derek.

Derek hated him.

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