What happens when Loki meets someone who actually calls him on his bullshit instead of running and hiding? Word Count : 1017 A/N:Please send me some prank ideas for the next part, I don’t feel like I have nearly enough in it! Also hit me up with your thoughts and feels?
Summary: Mickey and Ian’s daughter brings home her boyfriend, and Mickey’s extremely overprotective.
Word Count: 1355
Notes: I actually have gotten a lot of requests like this, so here it is :)
Now that Ian and Mickey’s daughter Elena was in high school, Mickey’s protective side was showing more than ever. Everytime she said she wanted to go out, he needed to know every detail. Whenever she was texting someone, he needed to know who. Ian thought it was cute of his husband to be like this, but Elena hated it.
One morning, Elena had informed her fathers that she was going to be bringing a friend over later that day. She failed to tell Mickey that it was a boy, but when he turned away, she pulled Ian to the side. “Dad, the friend I’m bringing over is a boy. I wanted to tell you, but don’t tell Papa, he’ll be mad.”
Ian smiled fondly at his daughter. “He will not be mad, he’s just a bit overprotective— which should make you happy. If you’d know the type of father’s that your Papa and I had you would be thanking God that you have us, y’know,” he said with a wink.
“I am thankful that I have you. And I don’t know why you guys don’t talk about your parents ever, but he gets crazy which I shouldn’t have to tell you, Dad!” Elena shouted and begged for him not to tell Mickey.
Ian chuckled. “So what are you gonna do when Papa sees this boy?”
“Threaten him,” she shrugged.
Ian rolled his eyes. “You are a fucking Milkovich,” he laughed. “No, you will not threaten your father. I’ll handle him when you two get here later, okay?”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Elena hugged Ian tightly.
He smiled at the affection. When they separated he looked at her with curiosity. “So, do you like this boy?” When his daughter bashfully nodded, he kissed her head. “Better be a good kid or we’ll have to take care of him,” he informed her jokingly with raised eyebrows.
Elena shoved her father playfully. “Thanks, Dad.”
* * *
Sometime in the evening, while Ian and Mickey were taking a nap, they heard the front door slam. “Papa! Dad! We’re home!” They heard Elena yell from the front of the house. The married couple woke up, untangled themselves from each other, and placed a quick kiss on each other’s lips before leaving the room.
As they were walking of their bedroom, Yevgeny came walking down the hall. “Some weird ass guy is in our living room,” he shrugged and walked into his own bedroom.
“What the fuck did he say?” Mickey abruptly turned towards the living room and was about to storm in there, but Ian grabbed his arm to hold him back.
Ian chuckled lightly. “Listen, I know you wanna protect our girl, but she’s going to hang out boys, Mick. You gotta let her grow up,” he grabs Mickey’s cheek to emphasize how serious he is. “And she likes this boy, so don’t mess it up.”
“Fine,” Mickey rolls his eyes. “What if he’s an asshole?”
“Then you can do something,” Ian loosens his hold on his husbands face. “But remember that we were assholes too.”
Mickey shook his head and started to the living room. “I’ll fucking kill him if he’s an asshole.”
Ian didn’t fight it, he just followed Mickey out to the living room. “Yeah, I figured.”
When they got to where Elena and her boy friend were, Ian was smiled and Mickey just eyed the currently nameless boy. “Dad, Papa,” the brown haired girl points to the curly blond haired boy. “This is my boyfriend Luke.”
“Wait, boyfriend?” Ian’s jaw drops. Elena did not call him her boyfriend earlier.
Elena nodded and shot a look at her dad that told him to look at Mickey, who was fuming. Ian placed a hand on his back and waited until he leaned into it to start soothingly rubbing up and down— he had to calm him down in someway because that was the only way to prevent a murder at the moment.
Once Mickey seemed calm enough, Ian extended a hand to his daughter’s new boyfriend. “Well my name is Ian,” he shook the boy’s hand before pushing Mickey forward to introduce himself.
“Mickey,” he says and nods at the boy. Elena gives him a desperate look so he starts to spark some conversation. “So, curly,” he refers to the boy. “Play any sports?”
Ian’s eyebrow raised at the question. Mickey was just being a nosey asshole to the boy, so he had to hide his laugh.
Luke shakes his head and Elena lets out an annoyed groan because she knows exactly what her father is doing. “No, I used to play baseball though,” Luke informed them.
“Well do you fucking do anything else other than talk to my daughter?” Mickey asked coldly, causing Ian to slap him upside the head. “Ever kill someone?”
“No, I’ve never killed anyone. And um, I-I do really like Elena, so I talk to her a lot,” the boy spoke shyly. “But I am part of the ROTC and I’m into art.” He nervously rubs his hand against the back of his neck.
Ian lets out a single chuckle. “No shit, really?”
“Yes, he likes art and he’s in ROTC,” Elena said impatiently. “Why the hell do you care?”
“Because you’re our daughter, obviously,” Ian says. “And I was in ROTC in high school, and Mickey never actually admitted this, but he liked art— had drawings all over his room.” He smiled at their good memories, and turned to look at his husband who was still evil eyeing the boy.
Elena had never been told about her fathers past lives so it surprised her. “Really?”
“Yeah, and you,” Mickey points at Luke. “You better be fucking able to shoot the way Ian did because if you can’t look out for my daughter then you got no fucking sense in dating her.” He crossed his arms.
“Mickey! What the fuck?” Ian yelled out.
“Papa, stop! Oh my gosh!” The brown hair girl covered her face with her hands.
Luke shook his head. “No, no. It’s okay. My dad is protective of my sister too. I get it,” he came to Mickey’s defense. Mickey was surprised by this though, and to add onto it, Luke chuckled. “And don’t worry, I got great aim— if anyone tries to mess with her, I’ll keep her safe.”
“Good, you—” Mickey starts again but gets cut off by Ian pushing him out of the living room.
“Thanks, Dad!” Elena called out. She knew how fortunate she was to have a father who cared about her so much, but shit, Mickey could be too much sometimes.
When Ian and Mickey got to the hallway, Yev was peaking out his bedroom door. “I could kill the fucker if you want,” he suggested.
“You’re not killing the kid! No one is killing him. He’s nice, and he really seems to like Elena. You two are not going to get in the middle of it,” Ian voice was stern so Yevgeny rolled his eyes and went back into his bedroom.
Mickey’s eyes were on Ian and when their gazes met, he looked down. “I don’t want anything to happen to her.”
Ian’s face softened. “I know that. You need to let her grow up though, Mick.” He put his hands on Mickey’s hips and started to walk forward.
“I don’t want anyone to treat her the way that you and I treated each other,” his voice was sincere. “I know we’ve always loved each other but we were such assholes, Ian.”
“We won’t let anyone treat her that way, I promise. We won’t allow it, and we both know damn well that Yev won’t allow it either.” He crouched down a little to meet Mickey’s eyes. “And she can handle herself if she ever needs to.”
The dark haired man nodded. “Yeah, you’re right.” He kissed Ian.
“Now you are not going out there to talk to them again— you’ve said enough.” Ian laughed. Truthfully, it warmed his heart at how protective his husband was over their children— it was something he and Mickey had never experienced from their own fathers.
First time MG sees Pearl about to throw down with evilness or monsters and she’s just like “ExCuSe ME YOU WANT TO FIGHT MY TINY PERFECT GIRLFRIEND?! I WILL RUN YOUR ASS OVER WITH MY NICE SHINY MOTORCYCLE”
Pearl Hi-key loves it. MG knows.
Greg is stunned by how much she looks like Rose, he tries a little flirting, nothing serious, for old times sake.
Pearl is trying to be polite cuz they danced and sang and bonded and shit but she’s interally freaking the ever loving fuck out because not again. NOT. AGAIN. But its so important to Steven that she and Greg get along….fuckfuckfuck she’s blushing and stammering and she wants to flip but she’s resisting and Steven just looks HORRIFIED
MG just kinda looks him up and down, real chill, and goes “Thanks but I prefer conscious configurations of light”
Greg is confused.
MG clarifies. “I like putting my mouth on Pearl’s mouth. Alot.”
Greg is no longer confused. There are no more flirting attempts.
Garnet ships it so.fucking.hard.
MG and Lapis chill at the mall in sunglasses popping bubblegum. Everyone thinks they are badass hoodlums until Pearl and Steven rush over to show off a cute dress. And Pearl’s talking loud and fast about how she knows she doesn’t technically need to buy clothes, she can form them with her gem, and it probably would be too silly to get it, and MG just leans down and plants a little kiss right on Pearl’s pearl before leaning back and nodding. “It looks cute. You could wear it to my parents’ on Sunday.”
Amethyst dislikes her alot first. She’s the punk rock rock, who is this poser? But they like alot of the same music, so they chill with Greg and jam, and go to concerts. They get on good terms, till one day there’s this argument between Pearl and Amethyst and Amethyst just turns to MG and is like “Pearl only likes you because you look like Rose! Beautiful Rose that never gave her the time of day! You are a substitution!”
Amethyst immediately wishes she hadn’t said that, would do anything to take it back, cuz Pearl just crumples like a paper ball, crumples on the floor tears pooling in her eyes as she sobs “that’s not true, it’s not true, I swear…”
MG was really chill, leaning back on the wall scrolling through blogs. She didn’t really care that much about the fight or the comment. But Pearl is crying. Pearl is hurt. Her happy little ball of cheerful sunshine and outer space logic is sad. Heads will roll.
MG scoops up Pearl whose desperately trying to deny it, to say how she cares for MG because she’s MG, not for anything else. MG knows, she just pets her head and shushes her. Then she glares at Amethyst. And Rose never glared like that.
“Tiny purple punk rock. Not cool. Don’t involve third parties in your fights, and she was right, you’ve been really reckless lately and that’s dangerous. Do not make my small alien bird baby cry again or I will curb stomp you. I like her because she’s Pearl. Pearl likes me because I’m me.”
Pearl laughs a little because she is NOT a bird thank you very much
MG dyes her hair green the next day. Pearl sees it and spends the rest of the day reciting lyrical poetry about it
Finally MG is like “Dude just say its sexy” but she’s laughing because it’s sweet and genuine and Pearl.
Pearl sighs. “It certainly is. But more than that. I believe….I believe the word would be ‘beautiful’.”
MG blushes hard core and hides her face in Pearl’s shoulder, hugging her. She’s been called badass, punk, sexy, but beautiful…that’s a first.
Pearl makes MG a stud earring using scraps from the war and the volcanic heart of the temple’s core. MG loves it.
Pearl tries to learn slang. She does not suceed, and will turn to MG after winning Mario Kart, or stabbing a monster with her spear and say “Was that ‘punk rock’?!?”
MG just smiles and says “Very punk.”
MG gets shit for dating an alien. Pearl’s response is along the lines of “I saved this planet, and technically have lived here for 5,000 years. So I’ve been here alot longer than you.”
The shit talking stops.
MG loves to watch Pearl train Connie and Steven and Stevonnie. Mostly because her girlfriend is a goddamn boss.
Pearl doesn’t like to talk about the war. But alone in Pearl’s room, floating on the water and listening to smooth jazz on shared headphones, she’ll admit little things. It’s easy for people to forget prim and proper Pearl is a rebel, a renegade, and a wanted criminal. (MG finds it kinda hot really)
Amethyst introduces MG to Vidalia and they hit it off big time. Vidalia paints MG and Pearl and gives it to MG, small enough that she can carry it around. It makes her smile like a sap all the time.
MG likes tattooes, but never knew what to get. So she gets a swan, pearly white and made of water, with a rising crescent moon behind her. Peaceful, strong, beautiful. Just like her Pearl.
Pearl doesn’t sleep, but she’ll stay with MG and play with her hair, clean her clothes, straighten up the house, and leave post it notes hidden for MG to find later.
Pearl has to regenerate, MG flips out and is an angry crying mess for days. When Pearl comes back she nearly sends her back with a bone crushing hug. Later she realizes Pearl’s made a little alteration of her own. It’s her own kind of tattoo, blending in with her skin perfectly. It’s just a few words and some scribbly lines. The words say “My Mystery Girl” in perfect cursive.
When she asks about the lines, she explains its Gem writing. She blushes and says she’ll translate later.
Pearl considered ended things with MG incase the Diamonds come and she gets hurt. MG sees this coming and threatens to kick Pearl off the motorcycle for being stupid. She’s with her till the stars fall down.
Pearl is adorable in MG’s flannels. It nearly stops MG’s heart.
Pearl checks that MG got enough sleep, has eaten three meals, has hydrated, and wears a helmet and thick pants on the motor cycle. Steven teases Pearl is more like a Mom than a girlfriend, but MG’s never felt so loved.
Yellow Diamond kidnaps MG to lure in Pearl and shatter her. Pearl comes in, dancing with swords, bruised and beaten but looking fucking TERRIFYING. When she saves MG she has a soft smiling and kisses her hand like a knight to their lord.
“We had an agreement. Together till the stars fall down.”
MG cries. It’s okay, Pearl’s crying too.
MG thinks its hilarious that Pearl can lift her with one hand.
Pearl finally admits the words in Gem are “I pledge my life to the brightness of my life” with the human “My Mystery Girl” underneath.
Garnet has grasped more slang and whispers “OTP” quietly with a big grin whenever they are around.
Peridot uses MG as a human ladder to get to high shelves. MG is amused. Lapis is jealous. That’s HER little green space dorito.
MG loves it and starts calling Peridot “little green space dorito”
For Christmas, Steven gives Period a T Shirt with it.
MG loves Steven and lets him braid her hair and do her lipstick and ask about her piercings. They dance to music videos together on the couch. Pearl thinks its too cute to tell them to stop.
They manage to fuse. And its nothing like Rainbow Quartz. She’s pale, big, and beautiful with short wild hair that changes colors in the light. She’s got three eyes, all of them are pink, and piercings in her lips, ears, eyebrows and tongue. Four arms, two legs, and a wicked smile. Her weapon of choice is throwing knives made like minispears. Meet Mystery Pearl.
pairing: kim taehyung x reader x jeon jungkook themes: angst! / high school! au / dark / future smut! word count: 13.2k warnings!: promiscuous dreams / vivid daydreams
summary:“And yet to wine, to opium even, I prefer the elixir of your lips on which love flaunts itself; and in the wasteland of desire your eyes afford the wells to slake my thirst.”― Charles Baudelaire
warning! [ there is infidelity put into the story as the dilemma, one with a younger women who is depicted as of age! (18+) she is also a student so please don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable, I do not condone these things in any way, and NO I will not romanticise the relationship baby boo. ]
Summary: You? an average civilian pretty content with your average life. Him? A super soldier who must keep you away from Hydra’s tentacles with the only rule that you can’t never know about his existence, neither his team. But why is a world knowed evil organization after you? Would he break the only rule when your life gets threatened by a not-Hydra related danger?
A/N: I don’t know how much chapters this series will have, but I clearly know how where want it to go :)
- I can’t believe you are throwing this shit to me, Steve…
A sharp pain runs through your head when you try to open your eyes.
- No, no, pal, listen to me, what the fuck was I supposed to do? You would have done the same!
Still dizzy you raise your arm to check that your head is still your head and not some kind of concrete mixer, by how it hurts, it could have been. Blinking fast you open your eyes grateful that in the room there’s not so much light to hurt your retines.
Gasping you stand on your elbows eyes wide open. Besides you, the source of the voice, who’s talking by phone as you can see, jerks alarmed for your sudden movement. You stare at him mouth hanging open and he does the same at you.
Holy shit! He is easily the most handsome man you have ever seen. But what is he doing next to you? And, by the way, where are you?!
Break My Heart (A Harrison Wells and HR One Shot) Pt. 1
This took SOOOOOOO LONG and it’s not even done. Part 2 shall be posted soon, I swear. Enjoy!?!?
Requested by ANON: Thank you for writing the Hr and Harry imagine! I absolutely love it!! I was worried about it being seen as nsfw so I wasn’t sure if you’d write it or not but I’m glad you did that was greatly written! If you don’t mind I was thinking you could write a one shot based of it (if you’d like).The reader helping/comforting/holding HR and angrily confronting Harry & more of Harry & hr getting into it because that was great lol & u can pick who the reader ends up with. Thank you again that was so cute!
It had been three days since Harry had broken HR’s nose. In those three days, Y/N had avoided him at all costs. Every time he’d enter a room she would excuse herself and come back once he had left. Whenever one of the others suggested going out and Harry tagged along, Y/N would suddenly have plans to go somewhere else with a friend. He was disappointed to say the least, and every time he saw HR he found himself wondering if killing his doppelgänger would be considered homicide or suicide.
Harry currently busied himself with his work, not a hundred percent certain just what he was working on. All he knew is that it was keeping him distracted from Y/N. He couldn’t stop himself from wondering just what she and HR were up to.
“I cannot believe him.” Y/N seethed, pacing around the Cortex. “He’s just such an… Ass!” She told Cisco, the only other person in the cortex. She slammed her hands down onto the console and looked her friend in the eyes. “What is wrong with him? Breaking HR’s nose like that.” Y/N crossed her arms across her chest. Cisco laughed nervously, and Y/N knew it would be followed by a lie.
“I don’t know!” He shrugged with a painfully wide smile. “Maybe he was offended by what HR said.” Y/N scrunched up her nose when Cisco busies himself with his cola.
“Why would be be offended by my sex life?” A strange thought entered her mind, but it made her heart best ten times faster than before. “Was he offended because I was technically having sex with him?” She jumped when Cisco began choking on his soda. “Was he… Mad at me?” Y/N began scolding herself. What should you care? He broke HR’s nose for Crist sake, you should be mad at him. “Cisco, do you know why he was upset?”
“Cisco…” Nothing. “What do you know?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. She watched her friend turn away from her, hiding his face in his hair. Y/N huffed, arms crossed.
“Cisco.” She grumbled. “You’re going to tell me.” She walked closer to her friend. “Or else I’m going to tell Amy you like her.” Cisco spun around with a look of pure terror in his eyes.Y/N’s younger cousin (who helped Team Flash, when she wasn’t busy helping The Green Arrow), was only a phone call away after all. “And she’s gonna teleport over here,” Y/N leaned on Cisco’s desk with an evil smile. “And you’re gonna have one helluva conversation with her.”
“You wouldn’t.” Cisco stated rather boldly, but Y/N whipped her phone out, waving it in his face.
“Try me, Cisco.”
“Wait, wait, okay!” The scientist exclaimed, grabbing Y/N’s wrist as gently as possible. “I know why Harry was upset.” He admitted, taking her phone and setting it onto the console. Y/N rose an eyebrow, signaling for him to continue. “You’re not gonna be happy about it…”
“Okay, now I definitely wanna know.”
“Are you sure?” Cisco asked softly. The tone of his voice made Y/N’s heart beat a bit faster. What if she didn’t really want to know? No, she tells herself. You need to know.
“I can take it.” She tells him. “Now tell me. Please.” The look Cisco gave her didn’t calm her nerves.
“Harry… Harry likes you, Y/N.” Y/N stood there momentarily in shock, but quickly shook her head.
“That can’t be it.” Y/N states. “That cannot be it. If he liked me… he should be happy for me. I found someone who makes me happy – at least, I think he makes me happy… Cisco. You’re not telling me everything. That wouldn’t make me mad.”
“Cisco, just tell me!” Y/N snapped.
“HR’s just using you to make Harry jealous!” Cisco rushed out, his face turning red from embarrassment. It was as if, for a moment, the entire universe stopped moving around Y/N. Thoughts spun in her head, and suddenly the realization of her current situation came crashing down. Besides the sex, and the occasional slap on the butt or kiss on the cheek HR was never very… affectionate, or close. When they went out, he was always glancing at other women. Y/N had hoped and wished that it had all been in her head.
“I have to go.” Y/N scooped up her jacket and keys off the console and started towards the exit.
“I’ll see you later Cisco.”
Y/N didn’t know where she was going. All she knew was that she had to get away. Far away.
“You lost, stranger?” Y/N spun around. No one. “You lost?” The voice asked again. Y/N groaned in annoyance. She recognised the voice - or, at least, she thought she did.
“HR I swear to god, I’m not up for your shit right now.” She spun around a couple times. “Why are you even out of the cortex?”
“I saw you run out of STAR Labs.” A pair of unfamiliar arms snaked their way around her waist and Y/N stiffened. “And I’m not HR.”
“Where’s Y/N?” Harry looked up from his work. Cisco stood nervously in the doorway, foot tapping and arms crossed. Harry blew a hard puff of hair out through his nose and shrugged.
“How should I know? Shouldn’t you be asking drummer boy?” Harry picked up his tools, prepared to finish his work.
“I’m not so sure she’s ever going to want to see him again at this point.” Cisco’s words caused a seed of curiosity to plant itself in Harry’s mind.
“And why is that, Ramon?” He set his tools back down carefully. He watched Cisco squirm uncomfortably. “Well?” If this was a waist of his time, Harry would have Cisco’s head on a platter before he could scream like a little girl.
“Y/N knows.” Cisco managed to choke out. Harrison took in a deep breath prepared to ask what it was she knew, but a gate inside Cisco broke open and everything came spilling out. “She knows about you liking her, and she knows about HR sleeping with her just to make you jealous. And once she found out, she just got up and left the Cortex. I tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen to me! I was hoping she had come to find you…” She knows.
HR stood up, and strode to Cisco. He seized the upper part of the scientists arm, and they began down the hall.
“Are you sure she’s not with Allen? Snow?”
“Positive.” Cisco nodded. “I asked them, and they said she hadn’t seen her since she came in. This was the last place I could think of her going.” Cisco ran his free hand nervously through his hair. “Oh god, where is she?” Harry released Cisco, and entered a nearby room. HR sat on a cot, drumming carelessly on a knee-level table. Harry’s eyes narrowed.
“Get up.” He spat. HR looked up from his sticks in surprise, then smiled a fake, charmless smile. “Don’t smile at me, Y/N is missing.” HR’s smile fell from his face in one fluid motion, and he took to his feet. Harry started down the hall once again, Cisco and HR in tow.
“Are you sure she’s missing? She could just be at Jitters, or a club, or… you know, places other girls go to hang out.” Harry ignored HR’s question with an eyeroll and a scoff.
“I’m positive,” Cisco repeated anxiously. “Y/N just… ran out! And she never does that. Even when she’s in a bad mood she says goodbye to everyone… Barry and Caitlin haven’t seen her in hours.”
“Well, neither have I!” HR exclaimed. He laughed. “Why didn’t you just come ask me first? I’m her guy-friend after all.”
“Not so sure she wants to see-” Harry turned abruptly to face them.
“You are not her guy-friend.” He hissed. HR’s grin widened.
“Oh, yes I am-”
“She knows, HR!” Cisco interrupted them. “She knows you’re just using her!”
“Guys!” Barry popped his head out of the cortex. “You need to get in here.”
A/N: hoooty hoooty hoooo here we go. Here’s all my fics! They’re tagged under “ficshit” because i’m uncreative and think I’m funny. Also, I super duper like it when y’all reblog my stuff and put things in the tags, I read each of them. And if you wanted to stop on over in my ask and leave a review I’d probably love you even more than I already do. ALSO ALSO THIS IS YOUR DAILY PSA THAT I LOVE BECA MITCHELL MORE THAN AIR BYE xx
She told Amy that she didn’t want to watch a scary movie. Nonetheless, Amy persisted.
She told Amy that she didn’t think it would be a good idea to watch two movies. Nonetheless, Amy gave zero fucks for Beca’s feelings toward Saw’s 4 and 5.
She could usually handle the gore, the jump scares, etc. It was just dealing with Amy scaring the shit out of her for the next three days and then running away laughing like a hyena that she couldn’t deal with. Call her crazy, but getting out of the shower with Amy standing at the door with a fake chainsaw doesn’t sound like a good time.
As far as the rest of the Bellas were concerned, Beca was just a chicken shit.She started sleeping with a night light, a very un-Badass Beca Mitchell thing for her to do, and insisted they keep the kitchen lamp on for movie nights it was anything short of a romcom, which she still barely tolerated.
The girls didn’t know about Chloe… or should I say, the girls didn’t know about Beca and Chloe. Hell, even sometimes Beca didn’t know about Beca and Chloe but she pretended she did.
The girls didn’t know that every night Beca would sneak back up to her room before Amy went to bed so they didn’t raise suspicion. The girls also didn’t know that there was a specific reason other than her seniority for Chloe getting her own room.
When it comes that I’ve been asked if I would ever ship sasu//saku and why I do not, I can narrow it to this, though it’s still long and tedious, bear w me:
• Sakura has potential to go past that now. Her dream as a child was very shallow and simple - she wants Sasuke. A childhood crush based on looks did in fact grow into a love of the actual hurting, silly and torn boy beneath. Once they became friends on team 7 Sasuke wouldn’t be impartial to claiming Sakura as having the best chakra control of the team and is undoubtedly smart and able to realize the genjutsu they were first put within - he says she did so before he even did, a skill set he ultimately admired. When Sakura is being childish and scolding Naruto’s behavior and brings up his parents in a rather cruel way, Sasuke is there to tell her she has no idea what she’s talking about, proceeds to say she “made him sick/she’s annoying.” This inspires Sakura to be more accepting of Naruto - this is one of the many examples of how their friendship has been developing. It’s not about the surface or allure of Sasuke, she is beginning to know him, as he with her.
• Sakura sees the evil and hatred coming from Sasuke and hugs him, which calmed him enough to withdraw the mark. This shows me that Sakura has deepened her feelings, it’s not about being a cute, mysterious badass boy that matters - she’s afraid for his well being, his sanity, her composure cracks and she just holds him, overflowing with compassion for him, for him to not lose himself to darkness. Sakura’s feelings are no longer superficial. They are actually quite pure.
• Sasuke tells Sakura he is an avenger, that this life he leads there is no place for her or Naruto in it. This makes Sakura cry and though her words are a little selfish, “I’ll be all alone without you.” She does acknowledge that while she does have family and friends, without Sasuke there too - she feels empty, even offering to give it all up to follow him blindly. While this is devotion, I’ll tell you why it’s selfish:
- A family. She has the very thing Sasuke lost and is easily willing to leave that behind just so she can be with the boy she wants
- Most importantly, she doesn’t seem to care where Sasuke is going and the dangerous circumstances he will throw himself within, she would follow him blindly and mindlessly. That loses the phrase of innocent love, and becomes a concept of greed: she would literally sacrifice her ties of family and friends to allow and willingly follow Sasuke down a dark path.
• In between all that time, Sasuke and Naruto have been morphing between rivals and friends. They admire one another’s abilities, seek out one another as a staple of whom they want to fight and surpass (at this time Itachi is still the main objective driving Sasuke) They train together, bicker and argue. Naruto is never willing to let Sasuke’s attitude pass without some retaliation and he demands his respect and attention nearly constantly. In the land of waves arc, Sasuke “moves without thinking” stating he was intending to make it to the very end, until his older brother was killed but he sacrificed that goal and told Naruto not to die or let his own dream die. Sasuke admires that dream and goal and tenacity that is Naruto, enough that he would die for it. This is when the concept of friendship shifts to love. You do not give up your life and dreams for someone you do not love, consciously or not - Sasuke saw Haku’s intention and thought “Naruto, I HAVE to make it.” The worry, the absolution in his desire to save him is palpable.
• This is when Naruto’s seal breaks and he unleashes Kurama for the first time. Signaling the death of Sasuke as more triggering than Mizuki incident and all the collective years of neglect and hate from his own village.
• Now Sasuke has truly begun to see his family in Team 7, he calls them precious to him and that he could not bear to lose them. To watch his loved ones die all over again would be a pain he could not take. He entrusts Sakura to Naruto, because Sakura is unfortunately no match for Gaara in beast mode (which is to no fault of her own as he is way OP but she fought bravely) and is now pinned to a tree, likely to die without Naruto, because of Sasuke’s weakened state and let’s face it, Gaara has the upper hand. Naruto surprises Sasuke and gains a great deal of praise at his ability to create as many shadow clones as he was. Sasuke tells this to Sakura, furthering her tenderness of thought to Naruto.
• When it comes to Naruto attempting to stop Sasuke from leaving the village, the reasoning and intensity of it is much, much different then that of Sakura. Naruto tells Sasuke he can’t allow him to willingly put himself in danger, he can’t allow him to let orochimaru use him as a vessel, he won’t and can’t let Sasuke put himself in harms way. Though Naruto doesn’t want to lose that bond they are forming, his main reasoning is selfless. He simply wants Sasuke to be safe. This is where Sasuke admits to Naruto that he had become his closest friend.
• When they finally meet again after all that time at Orochimaru’s hide out, Sasuke devotes all his attention to Naruto. He is curious about him in particular, how he has grown and developed. He basically tests him but leaves Sakura out of it. Not because he no longer cares for her, but because Naruto after all this time is still his rival, this is where he meets Kurama.
• Kurama tells Sasuke that he will regret it if he kills Naruto and that he has the same eyes as Madara (his previous incarnate) Sasuke really doesn’t give a shit at the time and pops Kurama like a bubble.
Back to Sakura:
• Sakura becomes a disciple of the fifth Hokage and becomes a medic, she will eventually unlock the 100 healing jutsu and develop a physical strength which rivals that of her sensei, a sannin. Sakura has been gaining depth. She wants to be able to stand by Sasuke and Naruto and not behind them, her dreams are becoming more self realized and interesting.
• Sakura is no longer a fangirl of Sasuke. Her feelings remain but she has grown into them. She has created her own form of fighting, mastered her own strength and yes, is still in love with Sasuke but continuously is at war with herself on what to do.
- First, she feels guilt at the idea of putting this enormous task of saving Sasuke on Naruto. She has begun to show real compassion towards him, running in the line of danger just to help him and save him many times over.
- Sakura decides to take this burden herself and kill Sasuke with her own hands as to protect Naruto from this burden.
- Sakura realizes that she cannot do it, even as Sasuke was about to kill her, she still doesn’t even find it within her to hate him and she cannot muster up the willpower to kill him.
• Sakura bears witness to Naruto’s confession. Sakura is astounded and admires Naruto’s conviction and dedication and it literally nearly brings her to tears. Naruto, is there, telling Sasuke that he would bear all this hatred and die with him.
• This is also one of the few times Sakura stands up to Sasuke on behalf of Naruto, by saying:
“Do you have any idea how much he’s gone through? When everyone else turned on you - Naruto (alone)* wanted to save you, even now.”
• Sakura is defending Naruto while ridiculing Sasuke.
• Sasuke first loses his composure to Naruto here by shouting at him: ‘why are you so fixated on me?’ Sasuke himself can’t believe Naruto is still this dedicated to making sure Sasuke is safe. I think it’s both a nuisance and an aggravation to Sasuke because he is desperately attempting to severe all his ties.
• This is when Naruto reveals that Sasuke has become his goal. No longer is being Hokage the focus point, it’s shifted to saving Sasuke. Kakashi tells Naruto that he shouldn’t worry about Sasuke that he will handle it, and to focus on his dream. Naruto retaliates by saying “How can I be worthy of being Hokage if I can’t save my friend?”
The word friend sounds very lacking in the depth of what is behind his words but it is what it is.
• It is not until much later that Sasuke reveals that he too felt all the same feelings Naruto had shown him. The admiration, the longing to speak to one another since they first met, the interest, the mutual loneliness and sadness.
1. Evolving this competitive rivalry from a deep desire to connect with one another is not an uncommon facet among people who have trouble conveying feelings, particularly young, troubled boys
“You made me feel warm and fuzzy.” - Sasuke to Naruto
“Whenever I saw you, I’d get sort of giddy.” - Naruto to Sasuke
• During the war Naruto literally broadcasts via Ino how intense he feels about Sasuke “I should have called out to him.” Sakura feels this, her face is one of almost shock/yet also tender. She probably always knew but perhaps did not feel the almost irrational dedication Naruto holds for Sasuke.
• Sakura confesses her love again before his fight with Naruto. This drags us almost back to the beginning, where all this inner strength is put aside as she tells Sasuke her feelings/even begins to cry. Now, this isn’t a horrible thing, Sakura is frustrated and knows she cannot physically stop Sasuke, so she tries a case of futility at halting him with her love. Sasuke is, sadly, not phased, uses a harsh genjutsu and proceeds to mock her honest feelings and Kakashi is like “BRUH.”
2. This isn’t the darkness. This is Sasuke. Would he have been so harsh if he had not been in this darkness? Of course not, for he still fundamentally cares for Sakura. Yet he also is not lying either.
3. The whole letting Sakura and Kakashi fall in lava is just another example of his narrow thinking: Naruto was the only one necessary to keep alive, so he essentially said “well sucks for u bye lol.”
- this is not a man who is in love. Sorry.
• During their final fight Sasuke claims that he has to cut Naruto out of the picture for the only way he can achieve absolute darkness is to live in a world without Naruto
- aka to be absolutely consumed by hate, Naruto cannot be there = Naruto is love + I cannot live in total darkness with you alive = you are my light.
• At the end, Sasuke apologizes to Sakura, for berating her feelings and attempting to kill her. Sakura, being the girl she is, has probably already forgiven him and would have never needed an apology
* it’s also important to note that Sakura never knew the truth about Itachi herself, so how she sees Sasuke’s actions will always be veiled in comparison to Naruto and Kakashi - who DO know the truth.
• Sakura, the girl who kept Naruto’s heart beating, got so much growth from that uncertain and shy girl, to this woman with monster strength isn’t negated by the fact she can’t let go of Sasuke, it’s compounded into her personality of being unable to relinquish her feelings for Sasuke at any turn.
However, Sasuke has never shown the same type of love in return. It’s been caring, it’s been protective, it’s been harsh….
Sakura deserves someone who will cherish her fully, will encourage her, will put her first.
Sasuke deserves to be happy and feel safe.
Sasuke needs someone who will not be as submissive as Sakura cannot help but be around Sasuke, to no fault of her own, Sasuke needs a Naruto.
Naruto who will give and take his names, his attitude, his temper. Along with being able to relate to what their shared childhoods were like.
Naruto matches and meets him where he his, whilst Sasuke seems to be a spot of insecurity and unrequited devotion on Sakura’s part. In other words, unhealthy.
• Ino took Sakura’s insecurity and told her not to worry, that she was going to bloom into a beautiful flower, she removed the bangs she wore to hide the forehead she loathed and gave her a red ribbon, which Sakura kept for years.
IMO Ino is the perfect match for Sakura - both challenging and yet supportive, loving and playful
Sasuke and Naruto are playful too
That’s what a beautiful ship is all about. That connection, being bestfriends, being one another’s goals.
That is what they were for each other.
• I will always love the headcanon of Sakura’s love for Sasuke changing from romantic, to simply just love and them becoming really good friends. I see endless potential in their ability to goof off and make fun of Naruto together.
• I want them to be happy
P.s Arm wrestling AU where she kicks Sasuke’s ass and Ino cheers on saying “THATS MY GIRLFRIEND.” While Naruto laughs at a sulking Sasuke who honestly should have known better.
And they were wondering if they could come round and see
Sana: which boys
I would know who you were talking about if you said the
You should pay more attention to me Sanasol
Take an interest in my friendships
Sana: …yes you
can all come and see them
All five of you?
Come over tomorrow after school
Sana has to admit she finds it a bit weird that this is her
life now. Ever since she revealed to her friends that her mama fosters kittens,
people want to come and see them. And now she’s ended up with Isak’s “squad”
round at her house, sitting in what she refers to as “the kitten room,” all five
of them absolutely melting into the floor at the sight of several six-week-old
You said lucio/symmetra was your ultimate otp...i'm intrigued by it but since there's so little around I haven't fully gotten into it! Could you share some of your thoughts on it o: ? i'm definitely interested on what you think their dynamic is like! I know you said you wanted people to tell you about their ships but I can't stop wondering about this ship since you mentioned it...
ur all horrible enablers, shame on u
If I put all my feelings about this ship in a book, it’d look like that book where that one dude printed out all of Wikipedia, so instead have some headcanons I have on their dynamic (and also this turned out a bit longer than anticipated)
They’re way more similar than they think they are and everytime someone points it out they both argue like siblings when someone tells them they look alike.
Like, let me give a brief description and you try to guess whom I’m talking about: Super idealistic, believes in a better world for everyone. Wants to make people’s lives better and cares deeply about the suffering of others. Comes from a very poor family but has risen above that by virtue of their talents. An artist and uses their artistic skill in their fighting style. Has strong ideals and is prepared to face overwhelming opposition for them.
I think on some level they’re aware of how much they have in common but in the beginning they refuse to face the facts, because they do not want to be associated with someone like that.
And they hate each other. And, as everyone knows, hate is an attractional force. It’s not like disgust where you try to stay away from the other person. No, they hate each other and everytime they’re in roughly the same spot (like, a continent) they inevitably end up finding and shouting at each other over everything they could possibly disagree over.
And there’s a lot they disagree about and they miraculously find more everytime they argue.
If Satya says she likes a movie, Lúcio will hate it by default and argue with her about all the problematic shit in it and of course an evil heartless demon like her would like that movie. If Lúcio dyes his hair blue for Christmas, Satya will change her entire wardrobe because the colour blue is so unsophisticated and simplistic, she can’t be seen dead with it.
And there’s a breaking point somewhere, because both of them know they don’t have all the answers and the other isn’t all wrong in their accusations. Lúcio breaks down someday because damn her, Satya is right, the people in his favela are still poor, they are still hungry and thirsty, still sick and unable to pay the hospital bills, still miserable and he doesn’t know how to fix it, and maybe Vishkar would have fixed it and maybe giving up their freedom wouldn’t have been too high a price to pay.
Now the question is, what games do Beast Boy and Raven end up LPing together? I'm thinking an LP of Kingdom Hearts with Raven trying to hide how much she digs it would be hilarious
HELL YES. So, they definitely stream horror games. Alien Isolation, all the Resident Evil games, Silent Hill, Amnesia. You name it. It’s tradition they play them together and neither will admit to it, but they’re only okay with the scary stuff because they aren’t going to sleep alone that night.
Gar probably marathoned all the KH games and he was shocked that Raven stayed through the entire thing. She was very emotionally invested by the end of every game.
One time, Raven read some Q&A from their fans while BB played Outlast, and someone asked: Gar, what do you like best about Raven?
She totally expected him to be a sleaze and say her ass/legs/chest area.
BB: What’s not to like? She’s super smart, incredibly strong, and admirable. She’s kind and loving and tough when she needs to be. She’s a hero and a role model, no matter what anyone else says about it. Everything she does, she defies all odds. Evil dad? Kicked his ass. Evil heritage? Meditates so that it never controls her life. Did I mention that she’s brave, too? You wouldn’t want anyone else on your side in a fight. If you earn her friendship and her trust, there’s nothing in the world she wouldn’t do for you.
Gar: *still playing the game*
Everyone in the chat: Well damn.
Awww, that was so cute!
Why didn’t he mention her bod? She has a killer set of legs!
Raven’s gonna kiss him.
Is Raven…blushing?! Omg, I think that’s a smile!! She can smile?!
Gar: No more questions, Rae? I thought we were on a roll.
Gar: *pauses game* Uh, Raven?
Rae:…Turn everything off.
Chat: OHHH SNAAAP.
SOMEONE IS GETTIN’ LAID.
No! I wanted to hear Gar scream like a girl!
Gar: What why?
They stare at one another in silence. Gar’s confused. Raven’s holding her breath.
Screen goes black.
By the time Gar comes back to streaming again a few hours later, Raven’s gone and he’s covered in smears of dark lipstick, from his lips to his neck and down to his collarbone. His shirt is askew and his hair is a mess and he has a stupid goofy grin on his face. As his viewers lose their shit, he just goes back to the game, pretending nothing of interest happened.
and Negan consider the situation they have found themselves in.
Word Count: 3960
masturbation, hints at daddy kink
Author’s Note: Let
me know if my writing is hard to follow. This is not beta’d so I have zero
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Left alone with her thoughts, Sunny gathered things to start
dinner and got to work. She could hear the tv on and Negan chuckling in the
Ok, Sunny, you
seriously need to get a grip. Just because a tall, dark, handsome, man has
entered the picture doesn’t mean you get to swoon. Let’s think about this. He’s
a stranger, cusses like—what’s worse than a sailor–, and he has a big ol’
baseball bat with barbed wire. All of those things are red flags. How would you
feel if he wasn’t good looking? Like dad’s creepy friend Ed. What if he was Ed?
Omg. This has all the makings of horror movie slash after school special. If he
wasn’t good looking, I would have tried to get him to leave or protected myself.
God, you’re shallow….and desperate and lonely. It’s been 2 years, of course
you’re lonely. Ugh, I’ve been blinded by dimples. Damnit. What do I do? I’ll
just have to try and keep some distance and convince him that I’m fine. He
doesn’t need to stay. Maybe I can reason with him. Oh, please, you can’t even
reason with yourself.
“Little princess,” A sweet voice
coos in my ear I let out an annoyed hum in response, earning a sweet sounding
laugh from Dae. He is carrying me; to where I do not know nor do I really care
at this point. “We’re back in the hotel in case you were wondering,”
“So much for going home,” I yawn as
I tuck myself into Dae’s chest.
“Do want to wash your face and
“Do I have to?” I whine.
“Yes,” Top says firmly, pulling me
out of Daesung’s arms and puts me in his bathroom. He disappears for a minute
before coming back with a t-shirt and a pair of shorts that I’m guessing
belongs to GD by their size. I accept it before shooing him out the door to
shower. I sleepily get under the running water, yelping quietly at the burning
hot temperature but don’t turn it down. After about two minutes of mindlessly
standing there I turn off the water and wrap a warm fluffy towel around myself.
Looking in the mirror its as bad as I imagined, with my make running down my
face and slightly curly black hair is a tangled mess.
Pulling on the new clothes Top had
given me I step out into his bedroom to see him already changed into a set of
silk pajamas. I shuffle towards the door sleepily in search of Dae or Youngbae.
“Where do you think you’re going
with wet hair?” Top scolds from where he sits on his bed.
“I’m too tired to brush my hair,” I
mumble from the hall.
“You silly girl,” He chuckles and
lets me continue on.
“Dae oppa! Youngbae oppa!” I call
out as I shuffle down the hall for one of my oppas.
“Yes my little princess,” Youngbae
says popping his head out of his room, a towel on top of his head.
“Can you brush my hair?” I yawn and
rub my eyes.
“Of course, come on in.” He ushers
me in and has me sit down on the bed. He is also in his pajamas, sweatpants and
a t-shirt. I wait patiently for him to go to his bathroom for his brush. I stay
silent as he begins brushing my hair, trying to be gently but with curly hair
it can’t really be done. But thankfully it only takes a few minutes for him to
work for my curls and have them neatly curling to the base of my back. When
he’s done he uses his own towel to dry my hair.
“Thank you oppa,” I say with
another yawn as I lay back on the bed.
“No problem. Are you sleeping
here?” He asks as he walks over to turn off the light.
“Yes please,” I mumble as I climb
under the thick covers. He flips off the light before crawling into bed next to
me. Without any hesitation I snuggle into his side, enjoying the warmth his
body gives off. In no time I’m finally asleep in a bed for hopefully a decent
period of time.
I roll over hopping to find the
warmth that I’ve lost. I feel my way across the whole bed to come up empty,
making me sit up, confused. The bed is cold, meaning Youngbae must have been
gone for a while. Glancing at the bedside clock I see that it’s only 8 in the
morning. I crawl out of bed, looking down to realize I must have kicked my
shorts off in the middle of the night, but not bothering to find them with the
t-shirt going mid thigh. But since it’s kind of chilly I take the small blanket
from the foot of the bed and set out to find my oppa.
I find Youngbae’s slippers not far
from the bed and slip them on before wandering into the hall. From down the
hall I can hear GD’s voice, so I start loudly shuffling toward his voice.
“Oppa,” I call out with a yawn. GD
stops talking and I hear him walking. We meet just as I’m about to step out
into the main living area. He wraps his arms around me and gives me a warm hug.
“Good morning,” He kisses the top
of my head sweetly.
“Oppa, where did everybody go?” I
say into his chest still half asleep.
“They had schedules this morning
but will be back this afternoon if you want to get some dinner.”
I hum in response.
“Are you hungry now?”
Again I hum.
“I have some guests right now so if
you want to go put something more appropriate on you can come eat with us.” He
I perk my head up at his words,
both interested in the food and the guests. Glancing around GD I see seven boys
seated in the large living room turned around in their spots; Ikon stare at me
with wide eyes. Looking past them I find the coffee table filled with food. I
spot delicious looking kimbap and rush over.
“Looks yummy!” I say gleefully as I
plop down on the floor across from Ikon who are just staring at me.
“Charlie-ah, you should change,” GD
says more fatherly this time.
I wave his worry away as I pick up
a neatly rolled kimbap, “It’s fine, I have my blanket.” I look after I have
already stuffed a piece of kimbap in my mouth and try not to laugh at the still
gawking boys. GD rolls his eyes but comes and sits down on the floor next to
“Are you guys done staring?” GD
nearly growls. The boys look down at their hands nervously but I just laugh.
“What are you boys doing here so
early?” I ask as I continue to eat.
“Hyungnim is kind enough let help
us out with one of our songs,” B.I explains only giving me a small glance, poor
boy is horrified with GD glaring daggers at him. I swat at GD.
“Stop trying to look scary,” I say
to him, “You’re far to cute to look mean.”
He cracks a smile at that and has
to look away to hide his blush.
“What are you doing here Noona?”
Bobby asks a bite awkwardly. The others smack him, a blush crawls across each
other their faces.
I laugh, “Not what you naughty boys
are thinking. I was too tired to go home and the boys can’t drop me off so I
just slept here.”
“Oh sorry,” Bobby bows his head.
“Aigoo, why are you boys so up
tight today? You were being all fun and cute last night. Is it because GD oppa
is here?” They say nothing; that makes me give my oppa a glare. “What have you
done to these poor boys?”
GD just looks confused, “I haven’t
done anything to them, I’m always nice to them.”
“Than why do you look so grumpy
towards them today?” He just looks away innocently, “Is it because of what I
“You told him that we let BTS man
handle you?” Chanwoo jumps up looking terrified. GD snaps his eyes to the poor
boy that spilled a secret.
“Who did what to my Charlie?” GD
growls as he stands up as well.
“Hyungnim it’s not what you think!”
B.I jumps up to defend his group.
“Oppa,” I try to pull the older man
“Don’t oppa me, those little kids
did what to you? Why didn’t you tell us? Is that why they didn’t bring you
back? I’m not going to let them get away with shit like that just because you
like this dumbass!”
“Oppa!” I say firmly; though I only
stand at his shoulder he steps back, surprised by my tone. “First of all they
didn’t really man handle me, they were just being a little friendly. Second,
I’m not covering for them it’s just a problem I solved on my own so I didn’t
think it needed to be shared. Third, I’m a big girl who can take care of
herself! Fourth, watch whose secrets you tell. Lastly, watch your mouth!”
He bows his head apologetically, “Sorry
“It’s okay Oppa, I still love you,”
I smile at him a give him a tight hug before looking back to Ikon.
“I’m sorry for lashing out.” He
gives them a small smile but only for a second, “but if you still want to be
considered my Charlie’s knights in shining armor you won’t let that happen
“Yes!” They all say in unison.
“Good,” He gives them a smile
before looking to me and patting my head.
“But about ‘because you like this
dumbass’,” Bobby steps forward with a evil little smirk. I glare at my oppa.
GD grimaces, “Oops. Sorry Charlie.”
“Who were you talking about?” Bobby
“Are we one of Noona’s biases?”
“Ya!” I glare at them. “Respect
your noona’s privacy.”
“It involves us, I think we have
the right to know,” Jinhwan teases.
“It’s B.I.” GD blurts out.
“Oppa!” I slap his arm.
“Aw really?” Bobby pouts.
“Noona, are you sure about that?”
Junhoe asks me cutely.
“Leave it alone,” B.I says sternly
as he settles down back on the couch looking anywhere but at me, a blush
obvious across his face.
“But Hyung, you’re only saying that
because she picked you!” Chanwoo whines.
“It’s unfair!” Yoonhyung joins in
on their complaining.
“I like the rest of you too.”
Junhoe scoffs playfully, “I don’t
“Noona,” Donghyuk says getting my
attention, “What are you doing today? You should come to our practice.” I’m
thrown off by his sudden sweetly asked question.
“Oh Noona please! It would be so
much fun!” Bobby seems to be over the moon at the idea.
“I would but I don’t have any
“Plus you should rest, you have a
very active day yesterday.” GD adds in, sounding fatherly again.
“Jinhwan Hyung has extra sweatpants
and a t-shirt you could wear, also you won’t be doing much, just sitting on the
floor watching. We will have you back by lunch time,” Donghyuk says with
“Let me see how I look in these
clothes first,” With a sigh I stand up. Jinhwan stands up too and leads me over
to a pile of bags near the door. He digs in one for a minute before pulling out
the promised clothes. I accept them before heading off to a room to change. It
doesn’t take me long but I stop when I catch sight of myself in the hallway
full length mirror. Taking in the only slightly over sized clothes, along with
a sweatshirt and hat that I swiped from GD’s closet, I look like a pretty boy
at just a glance. Walking into the living area I almost fall to the floor with
laughter at the sight of the boys hanging their heads with GD talking down to
them with a list of rules.
“If she wants to come home, you
take her home. If she wants food, you get her food. If she says she is tired,
let her take a nap or bring her home. Our Charlie has had a very tiring couple
of days so let her rest when needed, alright?” GD says sternly.
“Yes, Hyungnim!” The boys say in
“And if I hear about you letting
her get, as you say, man handled one more time I will kill you all.” Even I get
a chilly shiver from his words.
“Oh Oppa,” I say bringing their
attention to me, “So scary.” He gives me a cheeky grin before eyeing me up and
down. “I look cute don’t I?”
“Yes, you look very cute,” He
teases before looking back to the younger boys. “Make sure to keep an eye on
her. Now you should all be heading out to practice.”
“Okay, bye Oppa, have a good day.”
I hug him briefly before following the line of boys to the door. Though I feel
like an idiot wearing socks with sandals, I don’t have much of a option. I
follow the boys out the door and down the hall to the elevator.
The trip to YG is as awkward as my
first ride with big bang, but less formality. We spoke freely on the ride,
having small conversations focusing mostly on the boys and their busy
schedules. When we arrive I get much more comfortable, being in some place that
has become a normal hang out spot for me. They lead me to the practice room,
having me take a seat in front of the mirror.
“What song are you doing first?” I
ask as I get situated in my spot.
“Do you have any requests?” Bobby
“Dumb and dumber, I wasn’t able to
watch most of it because of Lay.”
Jinhwan gives me a smile and an
over exaggerated bow, “Anything for our princess.”
I smile gleefully as the music
starts and the boys get in place. Through out the whole song I’m doing my best
not to scream or dance along with them, not wanting to embarrass myself. They
go into My Type and I have to continues holding myself back but also trying to
give them a decent amount of support. After a few more songs my favorite song
starts to play, Rhythm Ta. And suddenly I can’t hold myself back anymore. I
find myself matching my arms to theirs and body rolling as best as I can with
my legs crossed on the floor.
The boys smile big at my attempt,
keeping their eyes on me. My eyes drift from person to person depending on the
part. I can’t help but look at Hanbin during the body rolls and Junhoe as he
cockily does his part. The urge to join Bobby as he goes extra crazy during his
rap is too much for me and I begin rapping along loudly, making he stop from
laughing too hard at my turning up.
“Noona,” Chanwoo teases from his
spot, “Stop being so cute you’re distracting us.” But it’s too late; I’m too
excited to stop. When the song is over I jump up and run over to B.I, latching
my hands on his arm; much to his surprise.
“Hanbin-ah, Hanbin-ah, you have to
teach me that dance!” I say nearly bouncing off the walls.
The boy nods bashfully, “Sure
Noona, do you want to know the whole song or just the chorus?”
“I kind of already know the chorus.
Show me everything else.”
And so he does. The boys eagerly
help me, even changing their dance formations for eight people so I can do it
with them. It doesn’t take me that long to figure the moves out, though I sure
as hell didn’t look as aggressively attractive as they do when they do it, but
I tried. They seem to very much enjoy my attempts at certain parts, especially
at my fake toughness. Bobby is a bite too over joyed when I tell them that I’m
not very good at body rolling, well compared to them. He eagerly steps forward
to teach me, earning a smack from B.I and Jinhwan.
“Why did you hit me? I’m just
trying to help Noona do it properly,” Bobby whines as he rubs the back of his
head, trying to sooth his owie.
“You are a little pervert,” Jinhwan
smacks him again.
“Fine Hyung, you teach her.” Bobby
teases. Jinhwan looks at me nervously before looking away as if there is
suddenly something much more interesting going around the room.
I roll my eyes at their silliness,
“Junhoe-ah you come teach Noona, your Hyungs are too nervous.” I pull the boy
close to me. He is nervous but not compared to his oldest Hyung and leader. He
rolls his hips to show me once more, doing it slowly and annoyingly sexy. I try
but automatically know it’s not even close to the movement I just watched
“Here Noona, like this,” I’m
surprised when the younger boy comes even closer to me and places his hands on
my hips from behind me. He moves my hips for me moving them better then I would
have been able to.
“Ya, ya, ya!” Bobby whines as he
swats the youngers hands off my hips and him away for me. The other boys are
just standing there gawking like usual, just as surprised as me. “Why does he
get to touch her but I can?”
“Noona didn’t seem to mind, why did
you push me?” Junhoe also joins in on the whining.
I can’t help but complain too, “I
was just starting to get it.”
“I’ll teach you better than him
Noona,” Bobby grumbles as he comes up to me and does the same as Junhoe,
placing his hands firmly on my hips. But he gets even closer than Junhoe;
though there is still space in between us, I can imagine it being only an inch
or two. “Ready?” I nod as he begins moving my hips for me, just like before. He
matches my movements to his, keeping our hips moving in sync. The other boys
are staring, Junhoe, Jinhwan, and B.I all have a deep frown on their faces.
“You’re doing really good Noona.” Bobby whispers into my ear.
“Okay, since she is doing so well,
lets do the whole thing,” B.I claps his hands together to get all the attention
on him. We all nod and get into place. The song begins and we all start with my
all the way in the back. Through out the song I stay in the back only moving
forward when needed so I don’t mess up their routine. I can feel their eyes on
me, whether they are accessing my dancing skills or me in general I’m not
really sure. When the song is over I’m pretty breathless. Jinhwan brings me a
water bottle and I thank him.
“Very good Noona!” B.I pats my
“Yea you did really well for your
first time,” Yoonhyung gives me a big grin.
“Thank you guys so much for
“If you want to learn any other
dances just ask.”
I shake my head,” I don’t think I’d
be good at any other songs. I only attempted this one because I watched your
dance practice video so many times. I’m not a very good dancer.”
Junhoe shakes his head at my words,
“I will give you one on one lessons if I have to!” He smirks at me.
“You little perv,” Jinhwan shoos
the younger away.
“Come on Hyung, are you telling me
you wouldn’t teach Noona the dance?”
“It’s not that I don’t want to it
just that I don’t know Charlie’s comfort level with us and I don’t want to go
past our friendship line by touching her too much,” He tries to explain cooly.
“You can touch me if you want
Oppa,” I say stepping close to the older boy. He is surprised by my sudden
closeness and almost falls back but I catch him and pull him into a loose hug;
leaning back slightly to look at his face. Forgetting his short height our
faces are really close. “I’m a very physically affectionate person so if we are
going to be friends you should probably know.”
“I want to hug Noona!” Bobby whines
as he pulls his hyung out of my grasp and pulls me into a tight hug.
“Aigoo, such a whiny boy,” I
grumble as I pat his back.
“We also what hugs from Noona!” The
rest of Ikon complains.
I roll my eyes at them but go to
each member and give them a tight hug, even being brave enough to kiss B.I. on
the cheek. Earning a chorus of hoots, cheers and whines for one of their own
from a few.
“Hi! Welcome to Smashbox Studios. My name is Lauren. How can I help you?” An annoyingly perky redhead asks.
“Hi. My name is Y/N Y/L/N. I’m here for an interview with Jensen Ackles and Jared Padelecki. They’re here for a photo shoot.”
“Oh, yes! Ok, so there’s been a change of plans.” She says smiling.
“The shoot is running a little behind schedule right now. The photographer only has a certain amount of time he’s available today. He needs to make sure they fit everything in. So your interview has been moved.”
Oh, come on.
“Jared and Jensen both apologize. They will meet you at the Blue Ribbon Sushi Bar in about two hours. The reservation will be under Ackles.”
She must have sensed you were annoyed because she kept talking.
Pairing: Hoseok x Reader Summary: A New Year’s kiss with your best friend changes everything. 80′s AU. Genre: mostly fluff, slight angst A/N: Warning, lots of terrible 80′s slang and excessive use of the word ‘like’. Also each month links to an amazing 80s jam!! Enjoy! Word Count: 20k+
You felt something collide with you and milliseconds later, found yourself laying on the ground groaning in pain.
“Bloody hell, James!” You heard a boy shout, “There’s a new hot girl and your gonna kill her on her first day?”
You looked up at the black haired boy that seemed to being scolding his friend, a pale boy with round glasses and messy hair.
He grimaced, “Oops.”
You rolled your eyes and got up, scoffing, “Yeah, ‘oops.’”
He gave you a grin, “Well, you’re fine, right? Besides, nothing wrong with bumping into the hottest Gryffindor.”
“Yeah, I don’t know what the hell a ‘Gryffindoof’ is, but if your the hottest one I can’t even begin to imagine how hideous the others are.”
“Gryffindor,” James corrected, “And nice one.”
You gave a short laugh, “You act like I wasn’t genuinely trying to insult you.”
“Why is that such a shock? You seem irritable enough.”
The other boy with curly black hair who had been silently laughing, was now in hysterics, “Mate, just drop it before she punches you.”
You couldn’t help but smile at the fact that you had made the other one laugh.
He collected himself before holding out a hand to you, shoving a still-in-shock James to the side, “Sirius, charming, and you are?”
“Y/n, charmed, of course.”
“American, are we?”
“It seems so. Is that good or bad?”
“Surprising. But kind of hot.”
You laughed, “Thanks. I just moved from the American school.”
“The Americans have a school as well? What do you think of that James?”
He turned and slapped his friend on the back, who had the same smirk from before back on his face, “I didn’t think there were any American wizards, to be honest.”
You laughed and gave a confused look, “What, you just thought they were all British?”
“I don’t know, maybe.”
“Alright, well I should probably find a place to sit, so-”
“Sit with us!” James shouted, causing you to almost jump, “I- uh I mean, like, you can sit with us, i-if you want to. Yeah.”
You raised your eyebrow as Sirius patted James’s shoulder, “Very smooth,” then he turned to you, “Come on.”
He led the way to the compartment where he walked in and sat next to a tall boy with several scars on his face and another short, rather plump one. You were stuck sitting on the other side with that conceded know-it-all James.
“This is Moony,” Sirius said, pointing the the taller boy, “and Wormtail,” he added, gesturing to the shorter one.
The taller boy rolled his eyes at Sirius before extending his hand to you, “Actually, the name’s Remus, and that’s Peter.”
You shook Remus hand and waved to Peter, who gave a small smile before turning to look out the window.
“So,” Remus said, “Are you new? Kind of odd for someone new to show up in fifth year.”
“Yeah, actually I just moved from America-”
“Moony, she’s American!” Sirius whispered to Remus excitedly.
Remus sighed and smiled, “Yeah, I got that, thanks.”
“Yeah, well, I moved here to Hogwarts sent me a letter, I guess they do that to all the wizard citizens of the UK.”
“Yeah. What house do you think you’ll be in?”
“Oh, is that what James was bragging about earlier?”
Remus laughed, “That wouldn’t surprise me.”
“You know,” James sassily added, “I wasn’t bragging.”
“Yeah right,” you shot back, “you may as well have covered yourself in glitter and got a sign that said, ‘I’m Conceded!’”
“Well you may as well have… have…”
“Ha! You can’t even think of anything!”
“Well that doesn’t even matter because you’re annoying!”
“Oh, wow,” you said sarcastically, “Nice one, I’m crushed.”
“Oh, shut up!”
“You shut up!”
“No, you shut-”
“Can you both shut up?” Sirius interrupted, falling to hide his laugher.
Remus smirked at Sirius and then back and forth between you and James knowingly.
“You see it, don’t you?” He commented to Sirius.
“Of course! I’m not bloody blind!”
“See what?” James asked with his arms crossed.
“Oh, nothing….” Sirius grinned.
“What?” you pressed on.
“It’s really nothing,” Remus added with a smirk.
“It’s obviously some-”
The train came to a stop and you became air born, landing sprawled across James’s lap.
Sirius and Remus began laughing as a blushing James remained frozen, arms around you as a reflex.
“Ugh, let go of me,” you said blushing, brushing off the flutter in your stomach as train sickness. You may have gotten off on the wrong foot but he was rather cute.
By Christmas time you had become best friends with the Marauders, making fun of their name but ultimately becoming as much apart of the group as any of the others. Sirius kept up the little flirting game with you while you and Remus had become the best of friends. James and you kept up your little bickering game, but you all knew that you two would do anything for each other. Peter was always asking you for help and advice, and you were every happy to help with whatever he needed.
You decided not to tell the others you were an animagus, something your parents made you endure and learn how to become for whatever godforsaken reason, but from what it seemed, they had their secrets too, going off without explanation at least once a month. You’d hoped they would come around to telling you what was up, but after half a year of being best friends, they still hadn’t fully opened up to you, and you were beginning to feel hurt. One day, you decided to follow them.
Since you had only learned to become and animagus a year before and you were still only a teenager, your form was still a little cub, but you could move around just as well even if you weren’t menacing.
You waited until after classes when the three boys began sneaking off and slipped into your bear form and followed them.
“-the full moons not till tomorrow,” you heard Remus say.
“Yes, but we have to talk,” Sirius said.
“Should we get y/n?” James questioned, making you smile.
“No, this is about her!” Sirius saying that made you even more suspicious. Had you done something wrong?
You continued following them to… the Shrieking Shack?? No one was supposed to go there. You paused for a moment before remembering you were an animal. A bear, for hell’s sake! Sure, you were a little cub but you could handle anything! With new found confidence you followed the boys into the Shrieking Shack, remaining unnoticed. You sat behind the door, one ear flicking near the doorknob, ready to listen.
“What is this about?” Remus asked, sitting down next to Sirius.
“And what’s Y/n got to do with it?”
“Well,” he began, “I wanted to talk about Remus’s furry little problem-”
“We don’t have to worry about it until tomorrow!” Remus wounded irritated.
“Yes, and I know it’s not my decision, but I think we should tell her.”
Remus groaned, “Look. We just became friends with her! And I don’t want to scare her off, James would kill me.”
“Hey!” James interjected.
“Come on, Prongs. We all know you’re in love with her.”
You gasped and stood up, forgetting you were still a cub, causing you to loose balance and roll forwards, knocking open the door. To the boys, it looked as though a small bear cub had spontaneously rolled in.
“What the-?” James stood up.
“A bear!” Remus shouted, more surprised than anything.
“How the hell did that get in here?” Sirius questioned.
“Bear seems kind of stupid if you ask me,” James said, “what kind of bear would just roll on into a room of people?”
You got up on your four paws and gave James the evil-eye.
Sirius laughed, “he looks like he heard you.”
“It’s kind of cute,” Remus said, “hey little guy,” he put on a baby voice and crouched down towards you.
You figured maybe you could have a little fun with this.
You rushed towards Remus and jumped on him, licking his face. Whatever this ‘furry little problem’ was, you really did hope he was okay.
James and Sirius laughed.
“Wait,” James said, “I wanna play with it!”
James sat on the floor and patted the ground, “Come here! Come here!”
You blushed remembering what had been said before. Did he really feel the same way about you? Your thoughts were interrupted as you were being picked up. James cradled you in his arms and rubbed your stomach. You lifted up your paw and booped his nose, making all the marauder’s laugh.
“God,” James said, “I wish-”
“-Y/n was here,” said Sirius, exasperated, “We know! You say that about every five minutes she’s away.”
“I do believe you said that last night at about one when we were all trying to fall asleep,” Remus added.
“’s not my fault I miss her,” James mumbled, still blushing.
You wriggled out of his lap and ran out the door and through the halls. You decided you had to talk to him, it just couldn’t wait any longer. Now that you kew he felt the same way, you could run outside, change back to human, then act like you saw them heading over here and pretend like you came to check on them. The second your paws hit the snow outside the door you turned back into a human and turned back around to head inside, until your bumped into someone.
“Oh, shit…” you said, looking up at James, hoping he didn’t see what had just happened.
You smiled, relieved. He didn’t see.
“Oh no,” James ran his hands through his hair, “Wait- you’re an animagus? Why didn’t you say so? Oh my god! You were the bear? That means you heard….”
“No, no, James, it’s fine, really! I was there and I heard- but I wanted to tell you that I also-” your confidence completely went away, “t-that I…”
He looked at you expectantly.
You took a deep breath.
“I… love you.”
He laughed. Your heart broke.
You looked down.
“I-I understand if you-”
Lips collided with yours and you were caught by surprise when your feet left the ground. James set you down and looked into your eyes.
“I love you too.”
You smiled and put your forehead to his chest.
“Asshole,” you said looking back up at him, “You scared me for a moment! I thought you didn’t feel the same.”
“That impossible. Besides, you were the cutest little bear cub I’ve ever seen.”
“Oh, god,” you blushed, embarrassed. You were still a little cub.
“I’m serious! It’s bloody adorable. Plus, there’s something you should know…”
James stepped back and next thing you knew there was a beautiful stag in front of you.
“James?” You questioned, still surprised.
The stag jumped towards you and put its head under your hand, forcing you to pet it. You laughed, “Oh god, you’re so needy.”
Laughing, James returned to human form, “Ha ha.”
“I suppose we should go and see everyone else…”
“Come on then,” James grabbed your hand and led the way.
You entered the room to Sirius and Remus in a heated debate about who knows what.
“I did it!” James proclaimed, holding up your hand.
“Woah woah woah, not so fast,” you interrupted, “I did confess to you first.”
“I did it!” James repeated.
You rolled your eyes and he looked over at you lovingly.
“Finally!” Sirius shouted.
“Oh and get a bloody load of this, guys,” James said, taking a step away form you. You caught onto what he was getting at and changed into your animagus for a few seconds before switching back.
“That’s great!” Remus said.
“That was you?” Sirius asked, “No wonder the bear was so obsessed with James.”
You rolled your eyes once more.
“Well,” Remus took a deep breath, “I guess since your an animagus I can’t make any more excuses. There’s something I should tell you… It’s why we all sneak off sometimes. I guess you’ve noticed since you followed us..” he gave you a scolding look for a second and you smiled guiltily, making Sirius and James laugh, “but I understand if you don’t want to be friends. I’m… a werewolf.”
He grimed and looked ready for a punch to the gut.
You laughed, “What are you waiting for? Me to beat you up? Remus, I’ll always be your friend and I’ll always be here for you. This doesn’t change anything. You’re still my best friend, and an amazing person.”
Remus let out a shaky breath and you ran over to hug him.
“Thank you, y/n,” he told you.
You pulled back, “Well now that we’ve gotten that out, Sirius, what’s ur animagus?”
“Ah,” Sirius jumped up excitedly, “I’m a (beautiful) black dog.”
You laughed, “Oh, I’m sure.”
You looked over at James, this was going to be a great Christmas.
I don’t really like how this one turned out, LMK what you think! to the anon that requested, I’ll be happy to write something better/more specific for you! it’s a lot easier to write a good imagine with a prompt or idea.
So my favorite anime in the entire history of anime is without a doubt Ouran High School Host Club. I’ve watched it about twenty times dub and sub and I’ve read the entire manga twice. I’m obsessed with it. So I was rewatching it again a few days ago when I realized that I could totally do an Ouran Au. And it’s hilarious because you can imagine literally anyone as Haruhi but if you have-
Oikawa as Tamaki- the king who’s super pretty and charming and gets allll the girls
Suga as Kyouya- pretty boy who’s not so secretly evil and is totally in control of everything
Aone as Mori- who doesn’t say much but is secretly a big ol softie and loves everyone
Hinata as Hani- who is so fucking cute like what the fuck- and is always next to Aone who just carries him
Kuroo and Bokuto and Hikaru and Kaoru- swole mates who just troll the shit out of Oikawa and act hella gay for their guets
And like, no matter who you have as Haruhi it’s hilarious. Imagine Akaashi just totally done with all their shit. Yachi who is so flustered and confused at all times. Iwaizumi who kinda wants to punch Oikawa in the face kinda wants to kiss kiss fall in love. Kenma who is dragged in constantly by Kuroo and Bokuto and just wants to hide and die. You can literally put anyone as Haruhi and it will be glorious. The shipping possibilities are endless.
**EDIT** @ryroisnotonfire said Kenma is Nekozawa and I want it!!!! Imagine him being creepy in the shadows and Kuroo just like bribing him out with video games. Also thanks @sparklillian for those add ons they were beautiful!!
**EDIT** Shimizu as Benibana from Lobelia. Imagine Yachi’s face when this hot lesbian just literally sweeps her off her feet.
Summary: Phil Lester is the perfect fifth-year. Smart, considerate, kind, not to mention beautiful. Dan, a first-year, knows all of this. But, of course, he can only admire him from afar, because he’s so out of his league. Hogwarts!Phan.
Genre: Hogwarts AU, Age Difference, Fluff, Comedy
A/N: Hey everybody! So recently @hogwarts-headcanons gave me the idea to write a short Phan Hogwarts story about little first-year Dan having a major crush on a certain fifth-year. This is part 1 of the short story, it will not be a long, ongoing series like my other Phan Hogwarts AU! I’m not quite sure how many parts this will be yet, so bear with me! I hope you like it, and be sure to tell me what you think!
“Shit. Shit. Shit.” Dan muttered to himself as he grabbed his bag and flew towards the Slytherin common room’s door. Why hadn’t anyone woken him up? He was always running late, not only because of his lack of alarm system, but also because Hogwarts was huge. It was pretty easy to get lost. Dan had watched the older students jump along with ease on the moving staircases, and wondered if he’d be like that one day, confidently striding around Hogwarts like he owned the place.
Yanking open the common room door, he sprinted down the hall, away from the cold dungeons. Though the common room and dormitories were warm, the rest of the dungeons were pretty cold from being located beneath the lake.
Reaching the winding staircases, he hesitated for a moment. Which way was the History of Magic room? He was pretty sure it was near Gryffindor Tower. He glanced at the other students walking past, but felt too shy to say anything or ask for help. He was a first-year barely into his first month at school, after all. Upperclassmen probably didn’t want to be bothered by first-years.
So he resolutely started marching up a set of stairs, hoping he was going the right way. The corridors started to look pretty familiar, and his confidence rose as he made his way to another staircase.
However, this particular staircase liked to trip people up. The prefects had warned them about this staircase, but in his haste, he didn’t think about the stair’s tricks.
Before he knew it, a hole opened in one of the steps and it shifted so his foot caught, and Dan could literally feel himself suspended in the air for a gut-wrenching moment before he fell.
He hit the stairs hard, and continued to roll down, hitting his head, elbows, and knees. He was a mess of tangled limbs with his parchment and books scattered everywhere when he finally stopped at the base.
Dan assessed the damage. His whole body was throbbing, but a spot on his head hurt particularly badly and he knew his left knee was bleeding. He was going to have plenty of bruises tomorrow.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” a concerned voice spoke from above Dan, and the person knelt and touched Dan’s shoulder gingerly. “I saw you fall, do you need help?”
Dan bit back a sarcastic comment and shifted his aching body to look at his helper.
Even though he’d just regained his breath, all of it was knocked out of him again.
An older boy was kneeling in front of him, a worried frown creasing his face. He had messy black hair swept to the side, porcelain skin, and the most stunning pair of blue eyes he’d ever seen. He was tall and lanky, with a loose Hufflepuff tie around his neck.
Dan tried to speak. “I, um…”
“Here, let me get that,” the beautiful boy urged, taking Dan’s half empty bag and collecting Dan’s things. “You’re all trussed up! Do you need help to the infirmary?”
“Well, I, um, I-I don’t know where that is,” Dan admitted in a small voice.
“That’s okay, I’ll take you. Are you a first year? Ooh, your knee is bleeding! Nasty staircase, isn’t it? There’s another route you can take so you don’t have to battle with this one. I’ll show it to you sometime. C’mon, lean on my shoulder.”
The boy threw Dan’s bag over his shoulder like it weighed nothing and wrapped his arm under Dan’s. “Here, lean on me. Your left knee looks rough. We’ll go to Madame Pomfrey. She’ll be able to help.”
Dan couldn’t believe this was happening. He started to hyperventilate as this really, really cute guy let him lean on his shoulder. He stood, wincing at his knee and buckling as everything went dizzy. He put a hand to his temple.
“Does your head hurt?” the boy asked, concerned.
“A bit,” Dan mumbled.
“I’m sorry. I would carry you there, but I have two bags.” The boy sounded sincerely regretful, and Dan felt a blush creeping into his cheeks.
“Th-that’s okay,” Dan croaked.
A bit wobbly, but otherwise okay, Dan used this boy’s support as he made his way to a corridor he’d never seen before. The boy led him to a large pair of double doors and pushed one open with a grunt. “Here we are. C’mon, let’s get you to a bed.”
A pleasant-looking lady strode up to the pair as the boy helped Dan sit on one of the neatly-made beds. Some beds had curtains drawn around them, obviously hiding patients.
“Dear me, what on earth happened?” the lady asked in a brisk voice, and Dan assumed it was Madame Pomfrey.
“The evil stairs on the south side got him,” Dan’s savior told her. “He fell down, and I think he hit his head.”
“I see.” Madame Pomfrey studied him, and the boy gently let Dan go on the bed. Immediately Dan was keenly aware of the lack of warmth, and he drew into himself.
“What’s your name?” she asked, looking him over.
“Dan,” he answered the nurse quietly. “First-year.”
“Ah, well, don’t you worry. Plenty of first-years have found themselves here because of those staircases. Some can be pretty nasty. You’ll pick up on them quickly, though.” She bustled around, getting her wand. “The flesh wounds I can fix pretty easily, but your head trauma might need a potion to soothe it.”
Dan just nodded, only half paying attention as he saw the beautiful Hufflepuff boy shuffle slightly, seeming to move away from the bed. Dan didn’t want him to go.
Madame Pomfrey attended to his wounds, and as she worked, the Hufflepuff boy spoke to Dan cheerfully, asking him how he liked Hogwarts, his classes, his dormitory, his House, etc. Dan knew he was distracting him on purpose, and he was grateful.
It was difficult for Dan to keep answering, because he kept getting flustered and red in the face every time the boy smiled or made eye contact. Dan’s eyes darted around. Was it fair for someone to be so pretty?
Madame Pomfrey finished her work, and when Dan looked down, his bruises and scrapes were gone. Only a painful throbbing in his head remained as a reminder of his mishap.
“Here, drink this,” Madame Pomfrey instructed, handing him a cup of a brown, gross-looking potion. “It’ll soothe the headache.”
The older boy laughed at Dan’s expression. “Go on, Dan, it’s not so bad if you drink it quickly.”
Dan hid his face with the cup as he drank so the boy wouldn’t see his flush.
“You’re set to go when you feel up to walking,” Madame Pomfrey told him, tidying up. “Be more careful on those stairs, now!”
As she left to attend to another patient, the older boy smiled at Dan. “I need to get going. Do you want me to help you back to your common room?”
“Yes,” Dan agreed, almost too quickly. He hadn’t plucked up the courage to ask for the boy’s name yet, and he didn’t want him to go.
The boy smiled and walked over, studying him. “Do you need help?”
“U-Um, no, I think I can walk,” Dan stuttered.
The older boy nodded, then slung Dan’s bag over his shoulder again. “I’ll carry this, so don’t worry. C’mon, let’s go.”
Dan silently followed the gorgeous boy out of the infirmary and down a few halls. The boy kept chatting about this and that, about the Quidditch match coming up, but all Dan could focus on was how the boy’s arm flexed as he shifted the bags and the way his tongue stuck out of his mouth a little when he laughed.
He felt unhappy when Slytherin’s common room entrance came into view. “H-How’d you know where it was?” Dan asked timidly.
“I’m a fifth-year. I know my way about the castle by now,” the boy winked, and Dan actually felt himself swoon a little.
The fifth-year handed Dan his bag, and gave a soft smile once more. “I’ll see you around, Dan! Be careful around staircases, okay?”
All Dan could do was nod dumbly as the beautiful boy walked away.
When he disappeared from sight, Dan put his head against the stone wall, groaning. “I didn’t ask his name! Ugh, he was so…”
“What’re you doing, Dan?” a voice startled him from his beratement and Dan yelped, pulling away from the wall.
His friend Louise, from Hufflepuff, was standing there, looking at him curiously. “I came by to drop off the ink I borrowed. Am I interrupting something?”
Dan rolled his eyes at her teasing tone. “No.”
“So, who’s name didn’t you get?”
He spluttered, going red. “Nothing! No one’s! Don’t worry about it!”
Louise smirked. “You’re all red.”
“I am not!”
Louise laughed at him, and Dan suddenly realized she was in Hufflepuff, and a third-year. Maybe she knew the beautiful tall boy.
“Hey, Louise,” he started, hesitantly, “do you know anyone in fifth year in Hufflepuff?”
She stopped laughing and gave him a curious look. “Yeah, I know some people. Why?”
Dan swallowed. “Do you…maybe…happen to know a boy with black hair?”
She rolled her eyes. “You’re gonna have to be a little more specific than that, Dan.”
“He’s–he’s got these gorgeous blue eyes,” Dan continued. “And perfect pale skin, like he’s carved from marble, I swear. And a lopsided smile that seems really warm, and he’s tall, Louise, God, he’s tall and lanky, with a lovely laugh and his hair is all naturally messy, but it looks so good on him…”
He didn’t realize he’d been rambling until Louise let out a series of giggles. He turned even redder. “Don’t laugh! You said to be specific!”
“Yeah, but I didn’t realize you were in love with the guy,” Louise chortled, and her giggles eventually subsided amidst Dan’s indignant spluttering. “Black hair, tall, blue eyes, really pale, nice guy? Sounds like Phil.”
“Phil Lester. Fifth-year. Super friendly and easygoing guy, everyone likes him. I don’t know him too well myself, but I’ve seen him around.”
Phil. Dan let this name sink into his mind. It suits him.
“So why are you so curious about the magnificent Phil Lester?” Louise probed.
“Um, he helped me out today…” Dan trailed off, his face getting redder at Louise’s raised eyebrows. “He seemed…really great.”
Louise full-on laughed. “Sounds like someone has a crush!”
“Hey! Don’t say that!” Dan’s entire face was a tomato, and he glanced around to make sure no one had heard. “Not so loudly!”
“Can’t believe it’s a fifth-year, though,” Louise commented, looking thoughtful.
“Well, why not?” Dan defended himself. “He was really nice and considerate, not to mention beautiful!”
Louise looked gleeful. “I knew it!”
Dan smacked his forehead, groaning. “Dammit.”
“It’s alright, Dan,” Louise giggled. “I can’t blame you. Plenty of people like him, it’s just his personality. He’s really sweet.”
Dan lowered his head. “He’s so out of my league. But he’s really amazing, Louise.”
“Don’t give up hope just yet, Dan!” she replied cheerfully. “He’s in my House, after all! I can introduce you and I know you’ll hit it off. It’s impossible to not get along with Phil.”
Dan looked at her with hopeful eyes. “Will you?”
Dan brightened. “Well, okay, but he’s still so out of my league.”