highschool feelings

Saw this au prompt part II

Nico sat on the chair, waiting for his father to say something. Aidon di Angelo stood facing the view outside of his office.

“Nicholas,” his father said.

“Nico,” he muttered uneasily, aggravated. He hated to come here. The last time he was here was when he came out to his parents, a week before his life was completely shattered.

Jules Albert stood to the back of the office, emotionless as a zombie, waiting for Nico to attempt to run. Which, in fact, he’d attempted to do once, but that’s another story for another time.

“Jules Albert tells me that you’re getting home late again, and he found a cigarette packet hidden inside your jacket pocket. Your school called yesterday, and it seems as though you’ve been skipping classes again. You are eighteen years old. When are you going to grow up, Nicholas?” his father asked calmly.

Nico internally winced. He needed to have another chat with Jules about his habits and privacy.

“What I do and do not do,” Nico said, icily, “is none of your business. You lost the right to tell me what to do the moment you stopped being a father. You work all the time, why do you suddenly care?! Hell, you’ve managed to replace the last living family member you have with a freaking company!” Nico yelled.

God above, it felt good to get this off his chest.

Aidon’s eyes softened, “Is that what you think I’m doing? Replacing you?”

Nico nodded stiffly, enjoying the sting of tears. He stood. He was going to leave, and Jules was not going to stop him.

Aidon quickly came across his desk and brought himself eye to eye with his son. They stared at each other for a moment. Adion gently dragged Nico into his arms, passing his hand re-assuringly through Nico’s hair.

His father’s voice broke as he whispered, “My boy, I would never do that to you. You are the most precious thing I have. You are, after your sister, the best thing Maria could have ever given to me.”

He pulled away, his dark eyes boring into Nico’s identical ones.

“And you’ve been so much happier and better with the blonde around. Why would you deprive yourself of that happiness?”
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Nico’s week was sucking more balls than him.

On Monday, Percy Jackson, Nico’s ex, and a group of his friends who called themselves “The Seven” cornered Will. Nico caused a huge fight when he punched Jackson in the face after seeing the tears on Will’s face. The fight broke up when someone who Nico thought was Leo Valdez yelled, “Break it up, morons! Coach Hedge is coming!” Plus, Nico got a black eye when Michael, Will’s brother, punched him after school.

On Tuesday, he couldn’t go to school because his father was going on a two day trip to China and Nico had went along with Jules Albert to drop him off at the airport. Along the way, his phone vibrated with a text from none other than Will Solace, who said biology test on Thursday. We’re even, death boy. Will called Nico death boy in the early stages of their relationship, making fun of him and his lack of fashion, and how Nico constantly dressed in all black.

On Wednesday, Nico got detention for swearing in class. The reason was: he fell asleep and was having the routine nightmare when Hazel, the girl next to him suddenly woke him up because he’d been called on to answer a question. Which Will answered anyway.

On Thursday, Nico failed the biology test. Will was wearing a rainbow coloured “Out and Proud” t-shirt under a leather jacket, which surprised Nico, along with seven hundred other students. Will always had trouble accepting who he was, but here he was, laughing at something Chinese-Canadian Frank Zhang said. Nico clenched his fists, silently brooding, aching to pick a fight, cursing out Frank Zhang in his head.

On Friday, however, Nico’s luck turned. Their literature teacher, Mr. Brunner, had said, “Will, tell us the purpose of Caesar muttering Et tu, Brute in Shakespeare’s play Julius Caesar.”

Nico had never seen Will so disoriented in his life, which shocked him.

“I’m-I’m sorry?” Will said, his gaze unfocused.

“The meaning of the phrase, And you, Brutus,” Mr. Brunner pressed.

“I don’t know,” Will whispered, “I–”

People were starting to mutter. That’s when Nico decided to speak.

“Jesus,” he said, rolling his eyes, “the statement is used to express Caesar’s surprise and shock by someone who Caesar considered a friend. Brutus being the friend. Give Will a break, will ya, Mr. Brunner. Nerds are people too.”

The class laughed at that. Nico leaned back in his chair, a happy glint in his eye.

When the class was dismissed, Nico felt a sharp tug on his hoodie, and was dragged into an empty classroom.

“I owe you a thank you,” Will Solace grinned sheepishly.

Butterflies erupted in Nico’s stomach, “No thanks necessary, sunshine.”

Will’s eyes flickered to Nico’s lips before he pressed his gently against Nico’s.

“Thank you, anyways, death boy,” Will’s smile lit up the whole room, but not as bright as a genuine Will Solace smile.

“Will,” Nico frowned, “talk to me. What’s wrong?”

Nico suddenly remembered his mother’s funeral. Everyone was in black. The rain was pouring, thunder booming ahead. Maria di Angelo looked as if she was asleep. He’d buried his elder sister a year before and now he had to bury his mother, the glue that held his broken family together. He was on his knees, sobbing, not caring as the crowd dispersed to find shelter. His memories were dark for that day, but he clearly remembered Will. Will who knelt next to him in the pouring rain, holding him in his arms. Will, who kept whispering it’s okay, I’ve got you as Nico whimpered in broken Italian. Will who pressed his cold, shaking lips against his forehead to give him comfort in his dark times. Will, who caught a fever and was rushed to hospital but still made sure Nico was okay. Will, who comforted Nico over the phone when he had nightmares and cried for his mama. Will, who said nothing when Nico whimpered ti amo over and over, unsure himself whether he was talking to Will or his mother and sister.

“Nothing,” Will said, his eyes darting around the room.

“Don’t lie, Solace,” Nico pushed.

“I– my dad has another kid. A little girl named Kayla,” Will muttered, a tear falling from his eye, “Mom is….really upset and they’re getting worse and worse. And life’s been so much harder now that you’re not here with me.”

Will, the taller boy, let his head fall into Nico’s shoulder. Nico always had loved the height difference between them. Will was the taller one, and often used it to his advantage. Not that Nico ever complained.

“Why didn’t you tell me, Will?” Nico asked, stroking Will’s hair.

“You shouldn’t have to worry about me. You just lost your mom…it’s unfair for me to involve you in my messed up life,” Will answered.

“So that’s why you’ve been pulling away,” Nico whispered, “Will, it’s my job as your boyfriend to worry about you! I love you, you idiot!”

“What?” Will whispered, “S-say that again.”

“I love you,” Nico kissed him, “I love you. Every inch, every part, everything that makes you Will Solace is a part of you that I love. I only broke up with you only because you were pulling away from me.”

“Oh, Nico,” Will said, and Nico felt hot tears seep into his Greenday hoodie he stole from Will, “I’m so sorry…give me another chance?”

“You don’t need to ask, Will,” Nico said, kissing his Will Solace gently, passionately on the lips, “It’s already yours.”

No one was really shocked to see Nico di Angelo and Will Solace back together. In any universe, they were meant to be.

*Favourite character dies*
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Joonie_Daily (16/?)

“I’m outside of your house right now…You up for an adventure?”

why doesn’t marinette ever play rizzo in grease fics

So I know in ladybug !grease aus!, or rather ‘the school puts on a play’ scenarios, Marinette is usually cast as Sandy or makes the costumes, or both. Which is fine, though a lot to take on. However. Sandy definitely isn’t the one wearing a red and black polka dot dress??? 

 I just think there’s hilarity potential in Marinette being Rizzo. For one thing, no one would expect it. The casting call gets announced for Grease during the end of class and Alya excitedly nudges Marinette, saying she should go for the role of Sandy to impress a certain blonde model. The idea would be tempting to Marinette, certainly, but I think she’d be more interested in making the costumes, and doing that and trying out for the lead role might be too much. So she declines Alya’s suggestion because she’d rather focus on costuming, and with a laugh, says if there was any role she’d go for, it would likely be Rizzo.

 And Alya just stops dead and stares at her friend. And asks why.

Not understanding Alya’s shift in behavior, Marinette tries to explain that she just appreciates the character’s styling more, also it would be a lot less of a role to take on if she were to juggle costuming too. 

At this point Alya bursts out laughing, not cruelly obviously, but the idea of the cutest girl in class, baring Rose of course, playing the brash, sultry Rizzo was hilarious. And Alya tells her this. 

Now Marinette is feeling just slightly offended, which Alya sees plainly on her face. And so I see the rest of the exchange going something like this;

Alya: I don’t mean it as a bad thing! Rizzo’s character can just be pretty abrasive and in your face - 

Marinette: -I can get in people’s faces!

Alya: *Laughing again* Yeah, when someone else is being mean, you’re all about truth and justice. Newsflash girl! Rizzo’s the mean one through a lot of it. You don’t have a mean bone in your body.

Marinette: *At this point she really begs to differ, but doesn’t want to get into how she has quite the mean jealous streak that still ashamed her*. It’s just acting. How hard can it be to pretend to be a jerk?

Alya: Easier for some people. Sorry Marinette! You’re just too… nice and cutesy.

Marinette: *Mumbling* I can do more than ‘nice and cutesy.’ Besides, you think I should be Sandy! She has to wear that leather outfit at the end and sings a song that’s anything but cute. 

Alya: *Looking playful* True. Maybe Frenchie would be a better fit for you? She’s super nice!

Marinette: Urgh. You’re just poking fun now.

Alya: *Chuckling* A little. I still think it’s ambitious.

Marinette: It’s not like I said I was going to do it. She would just be my top pick. 

Meanwhile Nino and Adrien finishes packing up their schoolbags and turns around, clearly interested in the commotion going on behind them.

Nino: Do I hear an actual argument going on between the ladies? What’s going on?

Alya *Chuckles and ignores Marinette’s glare* Hardly an argument. Marinette think’s she can be Rizzo!

Marinette: I don’t want to actually be in the play at all-

Nino: Rizzo? Ain’t she like… the sexy one?

Alya: Yes! And jerky. It would be weird, right?? She’s too cute!

Marinette: I’m right here. And no, it wouldn’t be weird! 

At this point Nino and Alya are stifling chuckles, and even Adrien looks to be cracking a smile.

Adrien: I don’t know, guys, She’s talented enough, she could pull it off.

Marinette blushes heavily at the compliment, naturally. She was absolutely gonna die-

Adrien: Although… Alya might have a point. 

Marinette: …what.

Adrien: *Looking sheepish* Well, you’re the sweetest person I know. It’s a little hard to imagine. 

Marinette: …what.

Marinette.exe has stopped working.

And Marinette feels really conflicted at this point. Although she’s blushing like mad and her heart is soaring through the heavens (he thought she was sweet!), she really, really doesn’t like when others think she can’t do something. It was really… really… annoying!

She could totally be more than sweet as pie! She was Ladybug, for crying out loud!

Nino and Alya, meanwhile. just send each other a knowing look.

Nino: Dude, even when you’re not trying to be, you’re super smooth. 

Adrien: What do you mean? 

Alya: Seriously? I think you just broke my best frie-

Marinette: I’m doing it!

All three of her friends just look at her, surprised. 

To emphasize the point, Marinette stomps up to the front of the class to grab a flyer advertising the musical’s casting call. 

Marinette: I’m trying out to be Rizzo. And I’m gonna get the part. 

And of course she does.

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No but like I can imagine it clearly. She would have to channel all of her Ladybug flirtiness, and maybe even a bit of Chloe, to really get that sultry, abrasive attitude down, but when she performs a part of ‘Look at me I’m Sandra Dee’, it’s a shock to almost everyone watching, and a little familiar to Adrien, thought he couldn’t tell anyone why. 

This whole post was inspired by me just really thinking it should be a no brainer that she’d play the character wearing the polka dot dress. Yep. 

suzu-idk  asked:

RFA + V & Saeran with as childhood friends with MC who grow up together then puberty hits and it gets messy as they slowly realize their feelings (highschool!AU; I enjoy going thru your blog btw!)

i am so glad you like my blog! it’s still a little messy, but it’s getting there! ヽ(・∀・)ノ this is such an awesome request! i wrote this based off of the characters’ canon childhoods rather than what the characters would be like if the RFA was a high school organization, if that makes sense. i just felt like the canon childhoods would flow better with a childhood friend sort of thing. these headcanons turned out a lot longer than i had originally planned, so i hope that’s no problem…  ( ̄▽ ̄*)ゞ enjoy!

yoosung

  • yoosung is the posterboy for the “childhood friend” trope
  • you lived in the same neighborhood as him so you were always going to his house and vice versa throughout the years
  • yoosung had always been popular with The Ladies but high school really emphasized that
  • you were still the only girl he bothered to hang out
  • this proved to be a challenge for you, as you often became the victim of bullying and rumors
  • you both shared similar aspirations, such as going to sky university and an interest in animal health services
  • but as the time went on, you weren’t just giving him valentines as friendship tokens anymore
  • and the nights you spent at his house weren’t just sleepovers full of jokes and dreams
  • but you had no clue how express to someone you’d known your whole life that you wanted to be more than just childhood friends ヽ( `д´*)ノ
  • wELL that is until one night when you and yoosung were studying at his house after school for a big test the next day
  • you were really struggling with one biology problem so you just “heyyy yoosung did you get number 14 because i have no clue what they’re—”
  • “i heard some girls talking about you.”
  • “… yeah so number 14—”
  • “they were saying the most horrible things about you. all because i hang out with you and not them. all because i only accept your valentines and not theirs. that’s not fair.”
  • “it’s okay, yoosung. they can’t help it. a-after all, you’re really nice and handsome and—”
  • “i… i want to be able to protect you, MC.”
  • … WELL S H I T GO RIGHT ON AHEAD MY DUDE
  • and he did ♡(。- ω -)

zen

  • zen had a pretty nasty home life and was constantly spending his days at your house
  • sometimes he would legitimately run down the street to your house in tears because of his mother’s harsh words or because of a stranger’s VERY creepy comment
  • you would assure ur sobbing pal that he was cute but so much more than that!! (o´∀`o)
  • you two would re-enact movie scenes and musical numbers together all the time
  • zen and you were very close when you first started high school but he drifted from you when he ran away from home, got his own place, and worked several jobs
  • eventually he wasn’t showing up to school much at all anymore, despite all your worried texts
  • one day, you walked by a group of guys in the hall after school talking about a party they had attended over the weekend and how “that one guy hyun was out of control”
  • that could mean anything
  • you were aware of zen’s, uh, passion for alcohol and even some drugs you were pretty sure (the devil’s lettuce will always getcha)
  • zen never left for a party without a text from you that said “stay safe” so what could have possibly happened??
  • you immediately headed for zen’s place with a knot in your stomach and didn’t even knock before you barged in
  • you were hit with the stench of cigarettes and the sight of a tattered zen on a couch
  • “hyun! what on earth happened to you? where were you?”
  • he jumped up, rushed over to you, and practically collapsed into your arms
  • “j-just… heh, some finance issues. and a nasty hangover. nothing to worry about.”
  • “‘nothing to worry about’? zen, you’re HURT.”
  • you then proceeded to roast him and his dangerous lifestyle
  • “and smoking cigarettes? really? i don’t want to kiss someone whose breath is all smokey.”
  • “… you want to kiss me?”
  • “i-if that will knock some sense into that thick skull of yours!”
  • “you don’t have to tell me twice.”
  • ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ノ

jaehee

  • jaehee did not have the easiest childhood in the world per se ╮( ̄ω ̄;)╭
  • but you two were inseparable and did everything together
  • you guys definitely got the soul sisters nomination in your middle school yearbook
  • … gal pals amirite (¬‿¬ )
  • you were the shining light jaehee had always needed and when high school rolled around that became extremely apparent
  • when her mother died, jaehee was destroyed and the move to her uncle’s residence took a huge toll on her
  • but it amazed you how she was able to maintain excellent grades and such a happy disposition when everything around her seemed to be going wrong
  • you guys hung out even more if that were even possible
  • one of your guys’ favorite things to do was find tiny hole-in-the-wall cafes and order a different item from the menu each time you went
  • nothing could beat the look on jaehee’s face when she smelled the blend of coffee and tea and pastries as she entered a cafe
  • the night before graduation, you and jaehee had a sleepover but couldn’t fall asleep since you were both so excited
  • it was around 2 am when jaehee spoke up out of nowhere
  • “MC, my life has changed so much. both of my parents are gone now. i’m about to go to an amazing university. but there’s one thing that hasn’t changed, one thing that’s stayed beside me for so, so long.”
  • “yourself?”
  • she laughed that breathy laugh that you loved oH GOD you loved her laugh how long have you loved her laugh
  • “no, MC. you. and… i think i want you to be with me for the rest of my life.”

jumin

  • you and jumin were church kids ╰(▔∀▔)╯
  • both your parents and jumin’s parents were always joking about you two growing up and getting married one day, probably because you two were always playing house together (with a cat as the baby ofc)
  • but jumin stopped wanting to play house once his father divorced his mother and remarried
  • you watched as jumin would turn down any girls who asked him out in middle school out of his suspicion of them
  • you found it to be unfair but it’s not like it mattered who jumin did and didn’t like
  • … right?
  • jumin wasn’t the only kid in town being crushed on
  • you found your fair share of not-so-secret admirers in high school and it was anything but pleasant
  • a kind “i’m sorry, but i’m not interested” was never taken well by these people
  • you were constantly getting catcalled, harassed, and bullied by the ones who were supposed to be in love with you!!! (╬ Ò﹏Ó)
  • one day you complained to jumin about it and expressed how sometimes you were legitimately afraid of some of the people you had turned down
  • right as you finished talking about someone in particular, they passed by and whistled
  • you almost cried on the spot and jumin noticed
  • “th-that’s who i was talking about.”
  • “i could tell. you know, you can always hold my hand when he’s around. then he’ll think i’m your boyfriend.”
  • “but you’re not my boyfriend.”
  • “… well, i could be.”

707

  • i guess mystic messenger just has a thing for crappy childhoods
  • you and seven didn’t see each other often growing up
  • but you were the only one who could make him smile and give him some sort of hope
  • you two had a lot of classes together in high school but your shared astronomy class really stood out to the both of you
  • you slowly found yourself falling in love with the redhead in glasses who was always showing you things like distorted pictures of dogs with the caption “BORK”
  • seven was always “busy” whenever you wanted to come to his house and only came to your house for small periods of time before hurrying home
  • when you guys did hang out, it was mostly visiting a local car dealership and though it bored you more than any class you took it was low-key adorable to see seven’s face light up when he saw a sports car he really liked
  • you spent all of your breaks and lunches with him at school in the computer lab
  • it was kind of weird how all he did was practice coding and the occasional hack into the school website (this made for fantastic april fools’ day pranks)
  • seven had his moody days and his downright cheerful days but you were there with a smile no matter what kind of funk he was in
  • sometimes he would let something pretty ominous slip like “don’t get close to me” but you pushed his 3edgy5me comments aside
  • there was no confession moment between you and seven
  • one day you just started holding hands and then the next week you were kissing his cheek and he was lending you his sweaters and walking you home and then you were married JK JK JK
  • but you proved to seven that nothing about him could ever drive you away, no matter how dark and twisted he thought he was

V

  • you, jumin, and V were a squad to behold
  • but jumin found himself three-wheeling you and V as the years went on
  • V was always taking pictures and drawing, doing whatever he could to express his artistic influence, and you often joined him
  • V was not the most sociable guy so you were one of the few friends that bothered to interact with him and you never had to worry about someone trying to get with him
  • nOT THAT YOU WERE CONCERNED WITH THAT OR ANYTHING
  • you found yourself quite lucky to be able to witness a side of V that no one else but you were able to see
  • high school opened up new possibilities for V, including photography clubs and art composition classes
  • you often served as the model for various projects and pieces (≧◡≦)
  • it felt cool being best friends with the school’s most iconic Art Hoe
  • you guys could be found at the local underground cafe that had an open mic night and hosted slam poetry events on the second tuesday of every month at any given time
  • anyone could see that you and V had feelings for each other
  • but anyone could also see that you and V were completely oblivious to the fact (and completely oblivious to your own feelings for each other tbh)
  • V was photographing you one day when he mumbled out of nowhere and probably by accident, “you’re stunning.”
  • your jaw dropped open and right as that happened, he snapped a picture
  • “j-jihyun! you don’t really mean it.”
  • “i do, though. i’d tell you to look into modeling, but what would my photography be without you?”

saeran

  • you met saeran through his brother, and although you never directly interacted with him until your high school years
  • you would sneak your lunch leftovers through his house’s window on your way home from school almost every day
  • when his mother wasn’t there, you and saeran would quietly talk to each other and he would tell you about all of the horrors he experienced
  • yet he warned you not to tell anyone and especially to NEVER call the police (╯︵╰,)
  • it was late into your high school days when saeran was finally able to attend school thanks to “some blonde religious lady and her fiancé”
  • he was constantly upset at his brother for abandoning him and his mother for abusing him but you were able to soothe him most days
  • saeran was sick a lot due to his past and his weak immune system but you were always bringing him soup and a tub of ice cream to his new home
  • you helped saeran learn how to socialize and tutored him when he didn’t quite grasp a subject
  • “now, saeran. if you want to be friends with someone, what’s a good way to tell them—”
  • “i love you.”
  • “no, no, no! we talked about ‘i love you’ last week. you use it when you want to—”
  • “no, i mean i actually love you.”
  • “i… look, we need to focus on this—”
  • “do you want to go out for ice cream?”
  • you blushed harder than you ever had before but you were so hAPPY????
  • “v-very good. and… yes. i’d love that.”
Character Development, kind of

Me circa age 15: I have a big project due and I don’t know how to start it, so I really don’t want to do it. *doesn’t do it*

Me now: I have a big project due and i don’t know how to start it, so I really don’t want to do it. *takes my adhd meds and starts working on it*

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my two most favorite people in the world