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To round up the Agents of SHIELD news from ABC’s upfronts:

  • Agents of SHIELD will be premiering Fridays at 9pm. [source]
  • It’ll be premiering mid-season, after Inhumans has finished airing. [source]
  • ABC have ordered a full 22 episode season. [source]
  • The lead in to Agents of SHIELD will be Once Upon A Time. [source]

See the full ABC fall schedule here.

I don’t even know. I was taking a walk today and this idea popped into my head. I swear I’m still writing the bookstore AU, too. Also, *pops confetti*, I hit 2k followers today! Who ARE all you guys? Anyway, this fluff/ridiculousness is for you. ~1.6k words, rated G. Sterek, of course.

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The whole thing starts with Stiles really, really craving a meatball sub from the place across the street.

“God, someone shut him up,” Erica groans. They’re all kind of at their breaking point by now; they’ve been camped out in this meeting room all day, brainstorming. “He’s been talking about the same goddamn sandwich for seven and a half minutes now, and it’s making me hungry.”

“If only our ad campaign were about sandwiches, Stilinski would have it in the bag and we could all go home,” Isaac sighs.

From across the table, Derek rises abruptly to his feet and storms out. (Or maybe it’s just that Stiles always interprets everything Derek does as stormy. With those eyebrows, it’s hard not to.)

Stiles assumes he’s just gotten so fed up with them all that it’s either storm out or kill someone, and he’s just grateful Derek chose Door Number 1. It’s a good day not to get killed by Derek Hale.

Only, fifteen minutes later he comes back in. With a paper bag from the deli.

As soon as he gets within grabbing distance, Stiles practically collapses across the table in his haste to reach for it. “Oh my god, is that what I think it is?”

Derek holds it up over his head. “Who says this is for you? Maybe all your talk inspired me to go get a meatball sub of my own.”

“Oh, please. Like anyone with your abs eats meatball subs.” Stiles leaps to his feet on his swivel chair—because screw safety, Derek will catch him if he starts to topple over—and snatches the bag out of Derek’s grip. Derek doesn’t fight him for it very hard.

“Why don’t I get a meatball sub?” Erica whines, thumping her head down on her notebook. “Doesn’t anyone love me?”

Derek shrugs and takes his seat again. “You didn’t ask.”

“You just like Stilinski better,” she grumbles, and Derek just shrugs again.

Meanwhile, Stiles rips into the bag and takes a huge bite out of the gloriousness that is this sandwich. He can’t help throwing in a few theatrical moans just to taunt Erica, and she suitably rewards him with a glare of death across the table.

“Mmm,” Stiles says. “Derek, I love you so much, dude. Marry me.”

Instead of the grumpy eyebrows he expects, Derek meets his eye, leans back smugly in his chair, and says, “Okay.”

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“H-hey Snow. So…We’ve been together about a year now and..I know that isn’t very long, but I uh…really love you yo. You make me feel things I can’t explain, well I guess they’d have names, but i’m not good at emotions ya know… Anyway what I want to say is…”

*Remix gets down on one knee and takes her hand*

“I love you so much and it’s both scary and wonderful how much you make me feel. You’re so beautiful and caring and so all up amazing and…I want you to all up be mine…Snowflake? 

“Would You Marry Me?” 

Everyday is your birthday in the fifth house. It is a cosmic Disneyland that opens just for you.

Sun in the 5th house/Leo in the 5th house
The world is a stage and the performer is gracious, radiant, and absolutely transcendent. A Queen dancing on the rays of the Sun, the whole world is watching on

Moon in the 5th house/Cancer in the 5th house
A child walks under a white Moon spotlight, exquisite and enchanting, glowing with the sovereign of an heiress

Mercury in the 5th house/Gemini or Virgo in the 5th house
The word alchemist, wings made of sun, a painter of children’s fairytales with language, a pen that pops with confetti holding books full of colour and delight

Venus in the 5th house/Libra or Taurus in the 5th house
The lover dances on a stage, blowing kisses and swaying with the sun, releasing the bubbles of pleasure, music, and indulgence and seduction

Mars in the 5th house/Aries in the 5th house
A child emerges from a box of crayons ready to draw a world into this one, a woman flickers lights from her fingers, under a blaze she bedazzles with a fire twirling display

Jupiter in the 5th house/Sagittarius in the 5th house
Laughter radiates from the crackle of morning light, today is everybody’s birthday, it’s eating a marshmellow icecream cake for breakfast

Saturn in the 5th house/Capricorn in the 5th house
A guardian appears, one who swoops in to hold and love and protect those vulnerable children, a guardian emerges to soothe his own inner child

Uranus in the 5th house/Aquarius in the 5th house
A bizarre artist walks from his home, an abandoned church in the woods, eccentric portraits and paintings hang upside down

Neptune in the 5th house/Pisces in the 5th house
A circus performer walks and floats and contorts, every movement a display of bodily art and entrancing sensuality, she creates ambient music with her thoughts

Pluto in the 5th house/Scorpio in the 5th house
Beneath a pastel sea, swirling with hypnotic music and art, a spellcaster swims with a wand, every exertion of self is a creative display of godly magnificence

-C.

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41. We are not allowed to fill all of the classrooms with balloons that explode at random intervals.

Good idea for adding confetti and water into some of them, Pete - JP

I do what I can. - PP

Although, I was finding glitter in my hair for weeks after this stunt. - RL

I thought the extra sparkle to your being really accented your glowing features. - SB

  • Dean: Sammy, I have to tell you something.
  • Sam, slowly pulling rainbow flag out from under shirt: yes?
  • Dean: I just, it's been on my mind...
  • Sam, pulling string that drops rainbow banner down: yes?
  • Dean: I've been wanting to bring it up for a while now,
  • Sam, popping rainbow confetti: uh huh?
  • Dean: I just... I just....
  • Sam, pulling Cas out of a closet: what is it, Dean?
  • Dean: I just can't get over you changing the seat height in my car.
  • Sam, flipping table, shoving Cas back into the closet, sweeping confetti away, pulling down banner: COME ON!!!!
Quarterback Comeback - Chris Evans

Request: Okay so you wrote the Falcon fan story, think you can write one where the reader is a Patriots fan? Because if I had been at that game I would have been flipping out right along side him! & 

Request: Hey, do you think you can write a Chris Evans x Reader at the Superbowl, she’s also a Pats fan, and sooo much into the game. And they both yell the same thing at the same time and Chris notices her and like immediate crush, please?

A/N: Sorry if this is a bit cramped or any sort of football terminology is off, I tried to be accurate as I could. I even watched highlights of the game and went on the NFL website to look up the players, lmao. I hope this is good for both requests! Lots of love - R .x 

people: Chris!SuperBowl - Reader ft. Scott Evans & Jeremy Renner

warnings: nope.


“Yeah! Fuck yeah! Is this was euphoria feels like? Cause I’m high as a fuckin’ kite, that was sick, man!” You gave a double high five to Renner before turning to take a sip of your beer, which was missing. 

What the fuck, who takes a beer at the Super Bowl? Are we savages?

“Chris, I think someone stole my beer, Imma go get another-” Just as you were searching through your purse you glanced up at your boyfriend to see him frozen, with a beer situated right on his lips.

Popping up, you snatched your beer out of the thieves hands. Putting it on your other side knowing Renner would spit it out any of the beer if he decided to steal it. It was Bud Light and Renner was too fancy for that shit, so he says.

“Hey! Asshole! Ain’t you got millions? Get your paws off my drink!” I poked at Chris’s Patriot covered chest and saw those blue eyes begin their trick of puppy dog eyes, the ones I never could resist from him, ever.

“I thought we share now? Besides, it’s like God is upon us now! We have a fucking lead we’re so close, babe. We’re gonna win. I know it. Forget the beer we are going to be champions again-” We swing our heads as Scott yells out for us to look out onto the field- oh fuck.

“BRADY! FUCK YEAH! OH, MY GOD! YES, YES YES!”

“BRADY! FUCK YEAH! OH, MY GOD! YES, YES YESSSSSSSS!”

You saw your second boyfriend (to be fair, Chris didn’t really care and actually would agree anytime you talked about how Tom’s ass looked damn fine in his uniform. 

“Are you two fuckin’ like psychic? What the hell?” You both turned to Renner and rose a brow to him,

“What do ya mean?” Chris took a swig of his own beer can, and let his eyes drift back and forth to the field as Brady got Pat’s for his slide into the 40-yard line.

“You two have been yelling the same thing at the exact same time for like twenty minutes, I’d think you’ll we’re from the shining if you guys weren’t fuc-” 

Punching his shoulder you just smirked at Renner and shook your head, “It’s called telekinesis, Jer. We get it whenever we watch sports. It’s like all of a sudden we share a brain-” You took a slow glare to Chris jokingly, “And apparently beer’s now too…”

Chris only laughed and grasped your waist, pulling you snug into his side as the team set up again. “You think they’ll come back from 3 to 28?” 

Scott asked nonchalantly, only to have you and Chris simultaneously tell him, “Yeah we fuckin’ arah! We turning this steamboat around.”

You giggled at this weird formation that only now you realized looked probably quite disturbing outside of your mind and Chris’s as well. “We’re weird, aren’t we?”

“Yup. Psychos whose team is about to lock this shit down.” You gave Chris a peck to his arm before turning back to the game, only to see a goddamn miracle happen as White took a dive, landing a touchdown but just inches.

“Yeah! Oh, my! God!” You and Chris looked at each other with eyes filled to the brim with joy. Except, normally the passion that was in between you was not because a sweaty guy just got sacked by a bunch of other sweaty guys and managed to still land a touchdown.

“Still worried we ain’t gonna win, Scottie?” You leaned over and looked at Scott as he gave you a fuck off smirk and shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Oh good, god. I’m gonna have to have to Chris’s in my life now? Is this what it’s gonna be like, every time the Patriot’s get to the Super Bowl? Because if so, I’m gonna start charging you both for my additional weekly therapy sessions.” 

Chris just laughed loudly, clapping his heads as he threw his head back, obviously getting a bit Drunk Happy. You just chuckled to yourself and downed the rest of my beer, setting it aside and focusing back on the game.

                                                          …

You knew they were going to make a comeback, it was what New Englander’s did. We turned around in the last moments and came together to fucking smash the glass ceiling every time. We never stop and we don’t even let our minds wander in the final hours of the game. To see the ball make it across the white line, and into the zone, landing us Patriots, another. Fucking. Win.

Confetti went off as you and Chris jumped up and down, high from the electricity in the air of fellow Bostonians and Englander’s cheering the team for their miraculous victory. “Oh my god! Yes! Yeah, yeah, yeah!” You shouted along with Chris as we roared with the fans. 

Taking in the victory of another win. Feeling Chris tug slightly on your arm made you turn towards him only to be picked up by the inward curve of your waist, and have a pair of beer tasting lips kiss you fiercely. Not bothering in holding back anything between you both as he kissed you with as much force as he could without pain. You draped your arms around his neck, letting your legs snake around his waist. Suddenly forgetting you were in public and people we most likely filming this. You frankly, give a damn, because your Quarterback was kissing from the victory. 

You almost pulled away from Chris with the love he poured into the kiss, feeling as if it was too much for your body to handle with all the excitement and beer running through you, right now. He pulled his head away and gave a dreaming, toothy grin that made you giggle softly into his neck while leaned in. You embraced the teddy bear of a man while swaying together back and forth in almost a hypnotic motion. Letting the cheers take you both different places. It was weird looking at everyone jumping and screeching, yet you’d just been that person who was tugging at their hair, grabbing anyone in sighting to tug them towards the scene below you, or even just shouting fuck over and over.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at the chaos that surrounded you both, and the euphoria that laid in between are bodies, almost like we found a transportation device and we’re no longer at the stadium. We’re just together, loving one in another in a celebration of joy and love. After the last year, this win felt more than a victory for the Patriots, it felt like a win for you and Chris, personally. 

After the fights that you both went through together, united as one for the injustice that America was receiving these days, and much more to come, it sucked to believe tomorrow would resume normally. You kept in mind that in this moment, confetti popped and fell all around us, some catching even in your tangled locks.

“I mean, I hate to say this, Scott, but look how cute the Shining twins are? It’s like a football romantic dramedy!” Chris’s friend John teased you both as he pointed his camera towards us both, making Scott laugh and swat at John’s camera 

“Hey! It’s only during football season we become one. The rest of the time we are in a war together on who is better than the other at what. Let’s be honest, babe. I’m better, always.”

You slapped Chris on the chest and giggled, taking his unfinished Bud light from behind him, and slowly bringing it to your lips, “You keep telling yourself that, Buddy Boy. Just remember that we have film age of me kicking your ass all the way to Colorado in table tennis.”

“Shots already fired and we aren’t even out of the damn stadium yet!” Scott groaned, smacking his hand to his forehead. Jeremy let out a gruff laugh and patted my back as you situate yourself back on the ground again, fixing your top that had risen slightly.

“Congrats Scott on your newest sibling!” Jeremy teased to across at Scott who was smiling and shaking his head. “I’m in for a new hearing aid when they have a baby and becomes the ultimate super pat’s fan. Can you imagine?”

“Yes, I can, dork! And she’s also part of the team and is alongside all the best players and has gotten twenty super bowl rings so yeah!” You smiled at Chris delicately, as if he was suddenly made of glass. His voice never wavered when he replied to Scott, meaning he’d thought about our daughter in the NFL before. Not just making it up right now.

“Hmm, Baby Evans, Quarterback for the Patriots and winner of… a noble peace prize! I like that, babe. Let’s go start planning her future college fund, right now! Well, after we celebrate, then we can start her college fund and map out where she’ll play in college…”

Chris smiled and jumped for joy like a jumping bean suddenly made its way into his heart. Chris couldn’t help but dream about the perfection of you and him, crossed together to make the most amazing human being.

Chris knew that whatever gender, whatever personality, they’d have a Quarterback baby. It wasn’t the worst thing in the world to think about, though. He couldn’t help but smile more and more at the thought of a baby Evans wandering around during a future Super bowl, with a tiny Brady jersey on during the game.

Something to look forward too, in the next few years. 

At least that was Chris’s hope.


I can’t keep my Chris!Dad feels down, guys!!! I mean like look below, COME ONNNNN! They always come out in my writing, lol. I hope you enjoyed it! 

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Genre: Fluff. Lots of it. 
I know this fic is a favourite amongst all of you and though I don’t have any ideas for an entire sequel, I hope this will suffice. 


You’re scared for your life.

Okay, maybe that’s a bit dramatic but you can’t call yourself over the top when Taehyung’s your boyfriend.

And recently you learnt how much he loves to celebrate holidays.

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geminis and aquarians are both so spellbound by the magic of their minds…they are airy bubbles of knowledge, popping thought confetti on everybody in company… 

aquarius and gemini are both air signs, but gemini is ruled by mercury which guards the lower mind. jupiter the ruler of sagittarius embodies the higher mind. uranus is the ruler of aquarius and associates with mental and intuitive concepts that are beyond the dimensions of the human thought form
and yet gemini is mutable and aquarius is fixed… gemini is more concerned about following their own inquisitiveness and amusing themselves, delighting in the play of conversation and exchanging insights… teaching and learning… dispersing information and gathering just enough bullet points to ascertain understanding…their mind instantly joins ideas and fuses opposition view points..they tend to learn with ease in the education setting, typically distracted but seemingly able to absorb everything and pull random assortments of knowledge from different fragments of their mind…they think many things at once and get tangled in thoughts… gemini emanates the love of venus through language and the information they share; to gemini it is an act of love to inform…. 

aquarius is inquisitive and seeks information he can expand ideas from, he acquires knowledge through merging penetrative research with intuition and rationality… he conceives ideas far more wide ranging and innovative than gemini… the aquarian thoughts are aligned with a social conscience and intense examination… they extract the most vital, intrinsic elements of the information at hand and are unwilling to compromise beliefs without significant evidence…it is acquired to develop deep wisdom, a language to apply to their rich intuition, and disperse to the masses out of pure service. aquarius is less suited to mainstream education than gemini,.. geminis are clever.. but aquarius is maybe too intelligent for the curriculum of mainstream education, so it is not challenging or does not inflame their brilliant mind. it’s like they have the brainwaves of otherbeings galaxies away who have lived light years in the future
aquarius pour the pail of numinous wisdom knowledge while gemini talks about 

everything they have seen and learned … gemini is the adolescent messenger who sweeps people away with words and aquarius is the mother of humanity, the verbal humanitarian that distributes the liquid knowledge that replenishes a spiritually and knowledge starved mankind 

-C.

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How would the SDR2 boys purpose to their S/O?

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SDR2 Boys proposing to their S/O

Hajime Hinata

  • He is quite relaxed about the whole thing
  • Doesn’t want you to suspect anything
  • So he just casually suggests the two of you go out for dinner
  • He has the ring in pocket
  • He’s somewhat flirtatious throughout the evening
  • Though he’s mostly acting normal
  • Until he accidentally knocks the bill onto the floor
  • The waiter knows but plays along, beginning to crouch to collect it but Hinata got there first
  • “Well… While I’m down here…”
  • You’re pretty confused
  • But he then shifts so he’s on one knee
  • And casually pulls out the ring in the case
  • The waiter is smirking
  • “Would you do me the honours of marrying me, Y/N?”
  • He’s just down there with a little expectant smile on his lips
  • Once you accept he takes your hand, slips the ring on and then kisses it

Kazuichi Soda

  • He also wants to keep it low key
  • So he doesn’t want you knowing
  • And he doesn’t want any of his friends knowing either
  • He makes out like it’s a normal day
  • He’s in the garage, tinkering with a new robot
  • And rather than going into the house and calling you to him he texts you
  • ‘I’ve got a new invention to show you Y/N’
  • He spams you until you come outside to him
  • Where a new little robot greets you and herds you into the garage
  • He’s sat on a chair with that devilish smirk
  • “Hey hey~ I’ve got a question for ya,”
  • The robot vanishes for a second
  • Soda pats on his lap for you to sit there
  • As you sit down the robot returns at your feet with a little box
  • You take it and the robot opens a little banner
  • You’ve worked out what’s happening
  • As you open the box the banner extends completely
  • ‘Will you marry me’
  • He rests his chin on your shoulder and looks at you hopefully
  • When you say yes the robot pops confetti and he pulls you in for a sweet kiss

Nagito Komaeda

  • He has no ring
  • And he had no plan
  • He wanted to propose at some point
  • But he didn’t plan it like this
  • He was cuddling with you
  • And he just kinda pulled you to him
  • “I love you so much Y/N… I don’t know how you can love trash like me…”
  • You playfully slap him for the self depreciating comment
  • He starts to cuddle you tighter
  • “I wonder sometimes why you don’t leave me,”
  • A play fight between the two of you begins
  • He laughs and ends up on top of you
  • “I’d love to marry you just to see if your feelings are genuine,”
  • The two of you just look at each other as you realise what he says
  • “Well then I guess I will marry you the Komaeda,”
  • He’s astounded and this just leads to lots of kisses and suggests plans for a wedding

Nekomaru Nidai

  • He wouldn’t plan it
  • He’d known for a while that he wanted to marry you
  • Mostly because he kept having thoughts about the wedding
  • So at the start of the week he went out and bought the ring
  • He didn’t have any plans on how to propose
  • So he carried it with him at all times
  • Until one evening he took you out
  • Just for a walk in the town
  • The evening bustle of the crowds was somewhat mesmerising
  • He had an arm around you as the pair of you wove through the streets
  • Until he stopped at a spot where all the lights were visible to the two of you
  • And he couldn’t think of a more perfect moment
  • So his arm fell from you and he dropped to one knee
  • He loved how the evening lights reflected in your eyes and he knew he was doing the right thing then and there
  • The moment you accepted he had swept you off of your feet and was cheering and carrying you through the crowds shouting your engagement

Gundham Tanaka

  • It’s the deva’s time to shine
  • He doesn’t want it to look like he planned it
  • But he did
  • A lot
  • In the morning he would bring you breakfast in bed
  • Run a bath for you once you’d eaten
  • Before announcing he had to go out and get something
  • So you were left for a while
  • But the doorbell rang, and you clambered out of the bath
  • Before the door stood the four devas
  • Strange that they didn’t go with him
  • But they each seem to have something in their mouth
  • In turn they spat out a small ball of paper
  • As they did so you heard Gundham’s key in the door turning
  • Will
  • You
  • Marry
  • Me
  • The door opens and he’s there, a ring in box in hand
  • And a little smile on his lips
  • How could you say no

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu

  • Most of the time he’ll have others do his work for him
  • And he isn’t going to change that just because he’s proposing
  • But he’s going to be there on one knee that’s for sure
  • He takes you out to a restaurant too
  • And the staff are spoiling you
  • Unlimited refills of drinks
  • Decorations on the table
  • All sorts of romantic embellishments on the food
  • But the lights dim
  • And Fuyuhiko stands, dusting his suit
  • Before flashing you a smile
  • “I’ll be right back my darling,”
  • He vanishes for a while and a waitress treats you to another drink
  • The amount of alcohol is making you think he’s trying to get you drunk
  • But then he comes back
  • And he seems smarter somehow
  • Before he stands before you, kissing you briefly before dropping to one knee
  • So that’s why Peko was asking what rings I liked
  • The lights are all on the two of you now
  • When you accept his lips are on yours again in seconds and he’s sliding the engagement ring onto your finger

Byakuya Twogami (Imposter)

  • He wanted to keep it between the two of you
  • And he didn’t exactly plan it either
  • He’d bought the ring months before
  • And kind of forgotten about it
  • Until you were tidying up after him
  • And he noticed it
  • About two metres away from you
  • And he panicked
  • So he just kinda
  • Slid in front of it and waited for you to move away, somewhat bewildered
  • “There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you… As me, from my own heart,”
  • He’s feeling all his love for you overwhelming him
  • And he just stutters it out in the end
  • Before showing you the ring
  • “If you don’t like it we can cha-”
  • You kiss him and accept
  • So he picks you up and spins you around

Teruteru Hanamura

  • Of course he’ll propose at the restaurant
  • He has his kitchen team cook the best meal for the two of you
  • With his minimal input
  • Though when something isn’t up to standard he’s marching in there himself
  • And educating them on how to properly cook
  • Gordon Ramsey is that you
  • But in the end he’s less stressed
  • Because he knows they’ve got the desserts planned ahead of time
  • With the most perfect embellishments
  • All hearts
  • And lots of chocolate
  • It’s one of those where you pour the hot chocolate over it and it melts
  • And as it melts away there’s a little ring inside it
  • Teruteru is sat opposite you looking all smug
  • “Will you marry me, Y/N?”
  • The ring has now got chocolate on it but sssshhhhh
  • You nod
  • And he proceeds to feed you your dessert across the table
  • Telling you how much he loves you
Slytherin!Chan x Ravenclaw!Reader

A/N: This became very long and conversation-heavy, but I love Lee Chan and no one can stop me lmao

  • As far as overprotective mom friends go, Chan did not think Minghao and Jun could become even more of overbearing mothers than they already were.
  • But he was quickly proven wrong. One night after going out to practice quidditch by himself, he came back up to his dorm room, ready to flop on his bed and go straight to sleep, only to be greeted by Jun and Minghao throwing confetti at him and popping party poppers directly at him (which it says on the box clearly not to do but that wasn’t the point)
  • Chan: “What the he-”
  • Minghao & Jun: “Surprise! This is an intervention”
  • Chan looked up to see a banner strung on the back wall, with “intervention” carefully written across it.
  • Chan: “If this is an intervention, why are you wearing party hats and throwing confetti at me”
  • Jun: “The intervention was Minghao’s idea, and I thought it might come off a bit harsh so he let me decorate”
  • Minghao: “Chan, we’re having an intervention for you because we’re worried. From what we’ve seen, you’ve been practicing quidditch more and more, and studying less. How are your grades right now?”
  • Chan: “My grades are fine! I mean, except for Charms… I’m not exactly passing that class right now”
  • Minghao: “Your grades should be better than ‘fine’, and Charms is easy as long as you do the work! Have you been doing the homework?”
  • Chan: “I haven’t had the time, I’ve been practicing for our upcoming match! I want to make sure we win the cup this season”
  • Minghao: “That’s great and all, Chan, but you can’t keep managing your time like this. Jun, tell him”
  • Chan: “Jun, tell me what?”
  • Jun: “Chan, as captain of the quidditch team, I am only permitting you to come to our scheduled practices. So no practicing on your own”
  • Chan: “But I practice on my own almost every day!”
  • Jun: “We know, but you have to be passing your classes, and should want to do really good in those classes. So instead of practicing, we’re going to get Wonwoo to tutor you almost every day, until your grades go up and you’re passing Charms”
  • There’s a little flashback for some context, now we get to see things from your eyes, lovely reader.
  • Back to present time- where you come in.
  • You’re sitting at a table in the library, waiting for whoever Wonwoo told you you’d be tutoring. All you were told is that his name is “Lee Chan”, but you don’t have anyone with that name in your classes.
  • You’re like “meh, someone will show up”.
  • But. They. D o n ‘ t.
  • You wait in the library for two hours before giving up and leaving.
  • You wander around the castle trying to find Wonwoo, to see what the heck the deal is with this kid he asked you to tutor. If there even was someone you should be tutoring, or if this is Wonwoo’s idea of a stupid joke.
  • When you realize that if Wonwoo is anywhere in Hogwarts, it’s the library. So you make your way back to the library, semi-defeated already.
  • You see long legs sticking out between two shelves of books and you’re like “well there’s Wonwoo”
  • You round the corner of the bookshelves on the opposite side from where you spotted Wonwoo’s legs, to see him sprawled out on the carpeted floor of the library, his cat in his lap and nose in a book, as expected.
  • Attempting to sneak up on him, you carefully make small steps towards him until you’re about two feet away from him and he still has no clue you’re there, smh
  • You immediately shout “JEON WONWOO!”, causing him to drop his book and his head to snap up to see what the f r i c k you were doing. You accidentally spooked the cat though, and it bolted away from the both of you.
  • Wonwoo: “Three things- 1.) This is a library, you can’t yell like that, 2.) I will get you back for scaring my cat like this, and 3.) I’m busy, so what do you want?”
  • You: “Wait, so having me tutor this ‘Chan’ kid wasn’t a joke?”
  • Wonwoo: “…no? Why would it be?”
  • You explained to Wonwoo how no one had showed up and how much time had already passed.
  • Wonwoo: “Maybe he just didn’t see you and left? Did you see a really smiley guy with dark brown eyes, and short, brown & probably messy hair? When he smiles his eyes squint up kind of like Soonyoung”
  • You: “I didn’t see him. If I saw anyone like that, I’d remember. He sounds really cute”
  • Wonwoo: “He is very cute, but that’s not the point. If you want to find out why he didn’t show up, you should go ask his mothers”
  • You: “His w h a t
  • Wonwoo then tells you to go find the “Slytherin hooligans”, and figure it out yourself.
  • You start make your way down to the Slytherin commons, only to pass Lee Jihoon in the hall.
  • It occurs to you that Jihoon is a Slytherin. And his last name is Lee?? So is Chan’s. Maybe he’s one of Chan’s moms??
  • So you awkwardly clear your throat to get his attention (tbh you’re a little intimidated by him, from all the stories you’ve heard from some of the Gryffindor kids)
  • But he turns around and is like “hmm? Do you need help with something?”
  • And you’re lowkey shook because- woah he’s actually pretty nice. AJU NICE
  • Which makes your next question more awkward.
  • You: “Um are you perhaps one of Lee Chan’s… mothers?”
  • His face became the physical embodiment of “-_-”
  • Jihoon: “Over my dead body, I am. They honestly need to leave him alone”
  • You: “So you know who they are? I need to talk with them”
  • Jihoon: “Yeah, you’re talking about Jun and Minghao. Minghao could be anywhere, but you’ll probably find Jun clinging to someone or wherever there’s food”
  • He pauses for a minute, seeming hesitant to ask you something.
  • Jihoon: “If you’re looking for them… I mean… is Chan okay?”
  • You’re like “wow, the Lee Jihoon is worried”, and assure him that Chan is probably fine, but that he was supposed to meet you for you to tutor him and never showed up.
  • Jihoon: “Normally, as prefect, I’d do something about it, but I think the wrath of his ‘mothers’ will be all the scaring he needs. Especially Minghao”
  • You thank him for his advice and walk away, a little concerned on what the ‘scaring’, that Jun and “especially Minghao” will do actually entails. Shrugging it off, you make your way to the dining hall, even though you doubt that anyone would be there at this time of day.
  • The minute you step in, you see two boys at the Slytherin table. They’re literally the only ones there, besides you. One is tall with pitch black hair, and the other, a slightly shorter and thinner boy, with deep chocolate brown hair. They were in obviously in the middle of a conversation, the darker haired one cackling at something the brown haired boy hair said. You felt a little bad for interrupting them but you needed to know if they were 1.) Chan’s mothers?? (you still felt dumb asking people that) and 2.) if they weren’t, if they knew where/who the heck Jun and Minghao were.
  • You: “Um excuse me, are you two Jun and Minghao?”
  • The boys turned their attention to you, only now noticing that you were in the room, even though you’re only like four feet away from them. They glance at each other like “do you know them??”, before directing their attention back to you.
  • Jun: “Yes we are! And you might be?”
  • You: “Oh I’m Y/N, are you two supposed to be Chan’s mothers?”
  • Minghao: “Yeah that’s us, but he’s studying with Wonwoo right now, so if you need him you’ll have to catch him later”, he said, popping one of the chocolates, which were spread out across the table, into his mouth nonchalantly, as if declaring yourself someone’s mother was a totally normal thing. (it is, I am the mom friend to several lovely kids idiots)
  • You: “Studying with Wonwoo? I’m the one who was supposed to tutor him today, but he never showed up”
  • Minghao sharply turned to Jun and mumbled something along the lines of “I knew Wonwoo was too lazy to tutor him”, and they briefly had what seemed like a whispering argument low key lover’s quarrel before they turned back to you. Jun looked inconvenienced by this news, if anything, but Minghao’s forced smile and eyes full of fiery rage made you very much glad that you were not going to be on the receiving end of that wrath.
  • Even though you don’t know this Chan kid, you figured he at least deserves a chance to explain himself before Minghao… does whatever he’s planning to do. Probably yell at him, you figured.
  • Minghao: “If you’ll excuse us, we need to go give this kid a talking to, so we’ll have to leave”, he said with tension dripping from his voice.
  • You step in front of them as they try to exit the dining hall, pleading “Let me talk to him instead! So you can think about what you want to say to him? I mean, I just-”
  • Jun: “They’ve got a point. Plus, they were the one he stood up”
  • Minghao looked like the last thing he wanted to do was agree, but with a knowing look from Jun, he nodded, and told you that Chan was almost definitely practicing quidditch in the stadium.
  • You thanked them and left the dining hall, walking out to the courtyard and resting on a bench for a few minutes, because this was the most walking around you’d done in a while.
  • After regaining your energy, you make your way to the stadium, planning to curse every god and goddess above if Chan isn’t there (because it’s a far freaking walk and you are already tired by this point, tbh I’d be dying if I had to walk around that much)
  • Quietly entering the stands, the first thing you see is a person-sized blur whip past you- someone on a broom going insanely fast. Your initial reaction was “what the hell was that”, but you quickly realized that it’s probably Chan, that thought persuading you to slowly make your way down the steps of the stands and to the railing at the edge of the stands, the closest point to the field.
  • For about fifteen minutes, you don’t say a word. You just watch him practice, entranced by his constant effort to catch the snitch he’d been chasing since before you entered the stadium.
  • He suddenly started picking up speed, reaching out with his right arm, until he closed his hand around the tiny speck of metal. Gradually slowing down to a stop mid-air, he was maybe twenty feet from where you were standing, in the high stadium stands, but his smile shone radiantly even with the distance between you two.
  • You decided now was probably the best timing you were going to get to talk to him, but you were in such awe at what he just accomplished that you start cheering and clapping for him.
  • Chan, thinking he was alone in the stadium, got so startled by your hollering that he almost fell off his broom. After his initial shock, he noticed that you were cheering for him, causing him to look down with a faint blush evident on his cheeks.
  • You waved him over and he flew over to where you were in the stands, flying over the railing and hopping off his broom, and landing directly next to you with an impressive amount of gracefulness.
  • Chan: “Do you need something?”
  • You: “Yes actually, I was supposed to tutor you today and you never showed up. Have you been practicing this whole time?”
  • You didn’t know someone’s eye could get so wide. His face covered a variety of emotions ranging from shock, to guilt, to annoyance, before he seemed to remember that he was mid-conversation with you. Coming back to his senses, he sat down on the bleachers and patted the seat next to him for you to join him, which you do gladly because tbh he’s really cute and obviously talented so you’d be lying if you said you weren’t beginning to catch feelings.
  • Chan: “Wasn’t Wonwoo the one supposed to be tutoring me, though?”
  • You: “He asked me if I’d do it because he was ‘too busy’, but I’m pretty sure he just didn’t want to be bothered. I don’t mind though, teaching someone else the material is one of the best ways to study”
  • Chan: “I thought I was standing up Wonwoo, if I had known someone as nice and gorgeous as you would be helping, me I would’ve showed up an hour early”, he said with a sign, somewhat lost in his own thoughts. Realizing he just called you gorgeous to your face, he became cutely flustered. “I mean I wouldn’t judge you based on your appearance, it’s just that you’re really pretty and obviously smart and caring and I should really stop talking right about now”
  • You just laugh it off, flattered, and thinking he’s freaking adorable.
  • You: “How often do you practice by yourself like this?”
  • Chan: “Almost every day for a few hours”
  • You: “!!! Every! Day! When do you sleep? Or study? Well I guess you’re probably not studying much if a sharp guy like you needs a tutor… but why do you practice so much? From what I’ve seen, it’s obvious that you’re good at quidditch”
  • Chan: “But I don’t want to be just ‘good’. I want to be the best that I can be, because as the Seeker, the whole game relies on me catching the snitch as fast as I can. If I don’t do well or if I slack off, my whole team will lose and it’ll be my fault. But Jun and Minghao are dead set on me not practicing and… I don’t know if I can do that and be happy with myself as a part of our team”
  • At the beginning of the day, your impression of Lee Chan was some punk that skips out on tutoring for no reason, but after hearing all this, you see the reality- that he’s a loyal and dedicated member of his team, who he obviously thinks the world of. With this, you decide that you should help him out as best as you can.
  • You: How about this, I’ll talk to Jun and Minghao about working out a schedule where you can spend a little time practicing each day, but also spend time studying with me. That way you don’t have to stop practicing to do your best, but you still do well in your classes. Sound like a deal?”
  • He looks so surprised that you’re offering to help him, looking at you with wonder, as if you might not be real.
  • Chan: “Are you an angel?”
  • You: “Is that a crappy pick up line?”
  • Chan: “No! I just- well I stood you up today but you’re offering to still help me out, so I’m really thankful”
  • Now it’s your turn to be flustered, because here’s this sweet boy sitting next to you, being so genuine, even though you haven’t known each other more than half an hour.
  • You: “But in all seriousness, if you’re going to go talk to Jun, and especially Minghao, you might want me there as a buffer. Minghao seems p i s s e d”
  • As soon as you say this, his expression changes from interest in you to looking like a kicked puppy.
  • Chan: “Please come with me, you don’t know how scary Minghao is when he’s mad”
  • So you and Chan make your way back to the school grounds and about three steps into the building, Minghao appears from around the corner of a hallway and is giving Chan the most intense death glare. Instinctively, Chan hides behind you a little and squeezes your hand tightly, lacing your fingers together. Your heart is suddenly beating faster, but not because of Minghao’s intimidating expression.
  • Minghao: “Chan, explain please”, he asks in the most passive aggressive tone possible trumped only by Jeonghan’s passive aggressiveness
  • You and Chan take turns explaining how he’s feeling about the whole situation, and your study & practice plan.
  • By the end of this conversation, Minghao seems pleased enough, and doesn’t yell at Chan like you both thought he would.
  • You three actually end up chatting in the hall for a little while, and all initial fear you had of Minghao went down the drain. He’s a soft bean, just a confrontational soft bean.
  • Minghao yawns and is like “well it’s getting late, we should all go to bed”
  • You’re about the part ways with them when Minghao tells Chan to go on ahead without him, and turns to face you.
  • Chan looks at the two of you together with a subtle, jealous stare and trudges down to the Slytherin dorms.
  • Once Minghao is sure the Chan’s out of hearing range, he begins to speak to you in a parental tone of voice.
  • Minghao: “When you’re with him make sure that he’s drinking enough and staying hydrated. And whenever he goes to practice on his own, if it’s not too much to ask, could you go with him? I want someone there with him so he doesn’t over-exert himself, or in case he injures himself. I’m begging you, please take care of him. He doesn’t know how to take care of himself, it doesn’t even occur to him that he should. I know that you have no reason to accept, but I really trust you with him, and I’m a good judge of character. Plus, he’s a great guy, so it’s not like I’m asking you to spend time with a complete idiot Soonyoung
  • You accept, more than willing to get any excuse to spend more time with this very passionate, pretty boy by the name of Chan.
  • You also begin to understand why Jun & Minghao are referred to as Chan’s moms. And how they might appear a little overbearing, but in reality they’re just worried about him.
  • The next morning at breakfast, you walk up to Chan at the Slytherin table to confirm the time you’d meet today for you two to study, and the whole time you’re talking to him, he seems kind of flustered and reserved. On the inside you’re like “lol why tho, you poured out your heart and soul to me yesterday after 10 minutes, why are you shy now”, but you brush it off and go back to your table once you finish your conversation.
  • As soon as you go back to the Ravenclaw table, and sit between Wonwoo and Jeonghan, you hear someone yell obnoxiously loud from the Slytherin table, “No way Chan! Are you dating them?!”, with such a tone that you couldn’t tell if it was supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing.
  • All the thoughts pouring through your head are, “what did he tell them about me”, “are they mocking me?”, and “maybe Chan isn’t as nice as I thought”
  • For the rest of that meal you close up a little bit and don’t chat a lot, much to the dismay of DK, in the seat across from you, who spends more of his meals talking than he does eating.
  • You try to rush out of the great hall when you’ve finished, but as soon as you step five feet out of the room, someone grabs your wrist and whips you around to face them.
  • Not much to your surprise, it’s Chan. You don’t want to let him get the first word, though.
  • You: “Is this some kind of joke to you? Are you just making fun of me?”
  • He looks taken back, and a little hurt, but quickly apologises.
  • Chan: “I’m sorry for that guy shouting out like that, I didn’t mean to embarrass you or anything. He just was really surprised when I told him that I think I really like you. He said something about ‘what kind of a person does it take to get Chan to like them more than quidditch”, but that’s you. Right now I’m not thinking of when I get to practice next, I’m thinking of when I next get to see you. Even if that means I have to end up studying, I know it won’t be all that bad, because I’ll be with you”
  • Your heart does a 180 flip, from “how could he do this to me” to “what did I do to deserve such an amazing guy like him”
  • Stunned into speechlessness by his confession, instead of telling him how you feel, in a split second decision- you choose to show him. You wrap your arms around his waist and bury your face in the crook of his neck.
  • Chan: “So I’m assuming you’re not mad anymore?”, he says, chuckling and pulling you closer.
  • You: “Yes, and I like you too, but you still have to study later”
  • Chan: “Well d a m n”
  • Jun: *somewhere in the distance* “CHAN DON’T SWEAR”
  • From this point on, you help Chan study every freaking day until he passes Charms. When he finally passes, the way he tells you about the big news is by sprinting towards you when he sees you in the hall, swooping you up into a hug, and spinning you around.
  • When you’re like “Chan I love you but what is this about” and he tells you he’s passing, you immediately pull him down by the collar of his shirt for a kiss, as a reward for studying so diligently.
  • So this is how your relationship with Chan blooms, whether you’re somewhat forcibly making him study, or cheering him on from the stands as he practices quidditch, and even stealing a victory kiss from him after a successful match, you two are hands down the sweetest and most caring couple at Hogwarts.