school au anyone

Goth girl Eponine who always goes against the grain of her high school normalcy. She dyes her hair wild colors and wears heavy makeup. It’s both a statement and a form of her self expression. She takes zero bullshit from anyone, even calling teachers and staff out on their prejudice.

Cheerleader Cosette who is well known around the school because not only is she on the squad but she is also super nice and gorgeous. She always tries to be fair and treats everyone with respect. Even so, she stands her ground when she needs to and defends what she believes in.

Eponine who has a giant crush on the cheerleader in her class because not only is she really pretty, but she has good morals.

Cosette who has a falls for the goth girl’s confidence to be herself and fight for what’s important to her, and wow okay she’s hot too.

I've been thinking...

I’ve been seeing a lot of ml/vld crossovers lately and its been reminding me a lot of an AU that I had been developing for a while, but ultimately stopped a few months ago.

It’s a Miraculous Ladybug inspired AU, however it’s a little different than ML. I’ve kinda set it on the backburner even though I surprisingly have a lot of the backstory in it fleshed out

Would anyone he interested in me posting about it?

Destiel meet au where the boys are in high school and they’re both super popular but they’re kind of rivals.

Maybe because Cas was new at the school in their last year and he’s so clumsy and he kinda shoved Dean-the-captain-of-the-WhateverSportYouLike-team without meaning to and Dean turns like ‘what’s your problem weird new guy?’ And so Cas fucking owns that shove and glares the shit outta Dean and Dean kinda loves it because *hot damn* but these guy doesn’t know him and he’s glaring like there’s no tomorrow so now they hate each other.

So they glare their way through every lunch, and through prom and through applying to the same university and through their graduation ‘cause their stubborn shits. They get into that same university and run into each other regularly and goddamn it Dean is so fucking beautiful Cas kinda times their coffee-shop run-ins without knowing Dean times their bookstore run-ins and they’re so stupid. And they both love ThisGreatBookYouAlsoLove and the author comes to that bookstore to sign copies of it and they both go.

Cas is at the end of the line with his friends when Dean comes in immersed on his phone and Cas’ heart does not skip a bit shut up because Dean is actually cutting line, like right in front of Cas wtf? And Cas cannot be ok with it and he goes “Hey, dude! Get in line!” All furious and cute and Dean is a little bit out of breath because he hadn’t realize Cas was here, that means they both like this book, that’s so awesome. But he’s so scary too and Dean goes “Woah, sorry man, I didn’t even see you there” but it comes out all wrong, it sounds like Dean suggested Cas and his friends are insignificant and Cas is now furious and his friends are dead silent because no one wants a furious Cas.

“Oh no, you did!” Cas says “You’re just expecting us to be okay with it because of your pretty face, but your gonna have to wait like all the rest of us” he’s all flirty rage and Dean’s eyes are huge with surprise but he doesn’t miss a beat and he’s like “Excuse you blue-eyes-that-shine-brighter-than-sapphires? Who are you blaming for being pretty? I’m just hoping to ask out TheAuthor, but if you go first I’ll have zero chance of doing that! Can you blame me for watching my back?” And his crooked smile is so attractive Cas can’t deny now his heart is not functioning normally, but his mouth is. “Oh c'mon! You want us to watch your back so we let you cut on account of the way your ass looks in those jeans, but it won’t work, so Get.In.Line” Cas is squinting so adorably now, glaring like he did when they met and Dean fully grins when he answers “You know what? Fine. I’ll get in line, hopefully I’ll get a look at your ass so it’s a bigger win then taking TheAuthor out to get coffee” he practically said Cas was better than TheAuthor, or at least that his ass is and that is like TheBestCompliment so Cas blushes like a virgin while Dean walks to stand behind his friends.

After they get their books signed Dean catches up with Cas and stops him before he makes it out of the bookstore after his friends. Dean has a pen in his hand and he unabashedly takes Cas’ hand and scribbles down his phone number while Cas stares at his lips without shame now. When he’s done Dean shrugs and says “Y'know I can wear these jeans whenever you like so, you just give me a call” he winks at Cas and Cas can’t help his chuckle. “Okay, then, I will” Cas says before he exits the store, leaving behind an excited and blushing Dean.

friend told me about a mundane au and i warped it, we have significantly more jocks in my version

If McCree wasn’t so American (like, if there’d been a chance he could have lived anywhere else before deadlock/overwatch) he would be a total Calgarian/From Calgary AB

Reasoning: Calgary Stampede, street names like ‘Roundup way’, a sports center that looks like a fricken saddle… ALBERTA BEEF AND RANCHES

LIKE OKAY LOOK. People from Calgary love cowboy hats and boots and other shit. I go like 15 minutes out of town and it’s all farms. 15 minutes out of Calgary and there’s like 7 ranches.

Hell, people in Alberta love cowboy stuff– there’s at least…there’s like 3 BIG fairs/rodeos (Westerner days, Klondike Days, Calgary Stampede) and I think almost all the small towns have them too….

Anyways the point is that McCree would make a REALLY GOOD Canadian okay

(someone talk to me about this)

Avengers academy is basically fanfiction gold and i dont think enough people see the huge amount of potential that this universe holds

It is literally highschool au avengers but like avengers hogwarts where they all have their powers and learn how to use them and make them better

They have dorms and shit like seriously there arent enough avengers academy au fics

Like seriously the avengers as dumb teenagers with all there powers and everything all in one place

And like you can basically throw in any other marvel characters too!!!



anonymous asked:

Now please write the fanfic!! I'm begging you!!

I think… I have to? Like I have to, right? It doesn’t even feel like I have a choice in the matter anymore. I’ve gone past considering this an AU fic. It’s now a fix-it fic.

How dare this show deny me my very specific and complicated demand?! MAKE LUCY HIS WIFE OR I’LL DO IT MYSELF!


Aaand here are the illustrations for @ceruleancynic’s terrible high school Kylux AU Boys on the Radio chapter 7, in separate as usual, and now without Hux but with some Phasma instead!

kingsleychullaindbruh  asked:

Love for the future meme :3c

(Future Meme! | Accepting)

[Word: Love ] (god why must you make my life so difficult)

Mashu gripped the pink envelope in her hand tightly, her heart beat so fast she thought it would jump through her ribs. How was she lucky enough to have been given a love letter?! Usually it was the other way around! And she could think of a few people to hand one too.

“Calm down… calm down, Mashu…” she whispered to herself, and read the contents of the letter over again.

My Dearest Mashu–

The way your hair blows in the wind is truly a thing of beauty.

It’s something I cannot take my eyes off of.

I’ve been bursting to tell you something special since the day you sat next to me.

Come behind the gym after school to meet me.


Your Secret Admirer.’

Mashu took a deep breath and trekked across the schoolyard towards the gym, the letter still grasped in her trembling fingers. The gym was deserted but she picked a spot behind the doors and waited.

And waited. And waited. And waited.

The sun started to set and even the birds cawed as Mashu stood still beside those gym doors, letter still clasped in hands which no longer shook. Her vision turned blurry from tears that ran down her cheeks. Hot red shame flushed down her neck and all over her face, she couldn’t believe how stupid she was.

“Calm down… calm down, Mashu…” she murmured through her sobs.

Discovering Blue

Here it is, the promised 100 follower story! Yes, it’s the black and white soulmate AU, where you can only see in black and white until you kiss you soulmate. I know, I know, it’s been done a million times, but I liked the idea.

Genre/AU: Black and white soulmate AU, fluff, a bit of angst but it’s not much. Oneshot.

Summary: Dan is stuck in his boring, black and white world of annoying girls and parents who just don’t understand (it’s not a phase, mom!)… that is, until a new kid appears at school.

Word Count: 2,285 oops I got a little carried away

Warnings: A leeeeetle bit of angst and much stereotype many overdone wow

Other tags: black and white AU, soulmate AU, high school phan

(btw this is written in first person, idk I thought it would fit better. It’s a little different so let me know if you like it or not)

Ever since I was a little kid, I had always been fascinated by the idea of seeing in color. Of course, I had only ever seen in what my parents called “black-and-white”, so I really had no clue what I was missing, but I wanted to see it anyways. It sounded so amusing; strawberries being a different shade than blueberries, and lemons being different from limes, though they all looked the same to me.

I started looking for my soulmate early. Of course, in the beginning I never wanted to really find my soulmate- I just wanted to see the fun color my parents love so much. I would go around kissing everyone on the playground, testing to see if anything changed. Of course, it never did, and all that casual kissing just made everyone think I was a freak.

I stopped going around doing that because I realized how creepy it was sometime in primary school, and I figured that I had gone this long without this mysterious “color” in my life, I could go longer. I could wait.

Today was no different. I walked into high school, bumping shoulders with people because, for some reason, if you ever walked anywhere with a hood up you were instantly invisible. That was ok though; I didn’t mind it. Being invisible was interesting, really; I saw things no one else did. I knew who snuck off during classes to make out in the stairwells. I knew who brought razors with them to school and I would take them from their bags when I passed them in the halls. And being invisible meant I wouldn’t have to deal with Pam.

Pam wasn’t mean; no, Pam was just annoying. She followed me around everywhere, clinging to me and talking in her annoying, high pitched voice and laughing like a goddamn horse. She was completely convinced that I was her soulmate, and she wouldn’t lay off it.

Today she caught me right outside of first period English.

“Daaaaaan!!” She squealed, latching onto my arm the second she saw me. I groaned and shook her off.

“How are you today? I’m doing amazing, thanks. Oh, my gosh, how was your weekend? I went ice skating with my family, it was so much fun, we should go ice skating Friday night, what do you say?” She said breathlessly.

“I hate ice skating.” I said, plunking down in my seat.

Her face fell, then immediately brightened. “Oooh! I know, let’s have a picnic! You love picnics, right? I can make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches!”

“I’m allergic to peanut butter.”

“Ok, ham sandwiches?”

“I’m vegetarian.”

She frowned. “Fine, cheese sandwiches?”

“Hey, I think his point is less that he can’t eat that stuff and more that he doesn’t want to eat it with you.” A voice behind her said.

I glanced up to see a tall boy with dark hair smiling down at Pam.

Pam’s mouth fell open. She looked so surprised I couldn’t help but snicker. The boy dropped his book bag into the seat next to mine.

“Hey, I sit there!” Pam said, pointing at gaping indignantly at the seat.

The boy just raised his eyebrows. “Not today.”

Pam scoffed, grabbed her sequined backpack off the floor, and stormed to the other side of the room, throwing her bag into another seat and give a death glare to the girls sitting around her.

I smiled appreciatively at the boy. “Thanks.”

He grinned back. “No problem. Not your type?” I shook my head rapidly and he laughed. “My name’s Phil.” He said, sticking out his hand.

“Dan.” I said, shaking it. “Are you new here? I haven’t seen you around.”

Phil smiled. “Yeah, it’s my first day. Oh, where’s the history classroom? I’ve got that one next but I’ve got no clue where it is.”

“Oh, here, let me see your schedule.” I said, taking the crumpled paper out of his hand. I smoothed it on the table to get a better look at it. “I have history next as well, so I can take you there. Then you’ve got maths, that’s in the other building but I’ve got Photography and the maths room is on the way to that. Looks like we’ve also got French together.”

Phil glanced at the paper, then at me. “Cool, you don’t mind showing me around?”

And as I smiled up at him, I answered honestly; “Not at all.”

After French, we both had lunch, so I brought Phil out to the courtyard with me, where I usually had lunch.

“Wow, this school is just… beautiful.” Phil said, as he looked around the courtyard, and it was true; the area where they were was filled with soft grass, park benches, and flowering trees and bushes. I sneezed and Phil laughed.

“Allergies got you down?” Phil giggles.

I chuckled. “Maybe. But it’s worth it.”

Phil surveyed the courtyard again. “Oh, for sure. Shall we sit? There’s benches everywhere.” He said, pointing to the nearest park bench.

I grimaced a bit. “Well, I don’t like the benches much, actually… Besides, I know a better spot.” I said, smiling a bit.

Phil shrugged. “You know this school better than I do. Lead the way!”

I led Phil through the trees and over a short stone wall into a clearing in a grotto of cherry trees that were mid-bloom. Phil couldn’t help but gape at the gorgeous trees, but I just laughed at his reaction and sat on a bed of the fallen flowers.

“It’s so beautiful…” Phil said, nearly speechless.

Phil smiled. “‘Course it is, otherwise why would we be here? It’s not technically on school grounds, though, so… Shh.” I held a finger to my lips.

“Of course.” Phil plopped down with his cafeteria tray next to me, picking up a blossom and stroking its petals in his hand. “It’s such a shame I don’t have my color yet. I wish I did… My dad once took my mum and I to some woods, and they told me the colors of everything. I think they told me these were something called pink, and the leaves were green… But it all looks the same to me.” Phil said, letting the wind blow away the flower.

I nodded knowingly. “I can’t wait to get my color. There’s a few kids at this school who already have theirs; they’re the lucky ones, I suppose.”

Phil laughed. “And then there’s the ones who are convinced their color is right within their reach, they just need to realize their feelings for each other.”

I put my head in my hands. “Oh, God, don’t get me started on Pam. She’s been convinced since 7th grade that we’re soulmates, and no one can put her off it! But there’s not chance she is, I can’t stand her.”

Phil chuckled, taking a bite of his lunch. “Well, you never know. Sometimes your soulmate is right in front of you, only you don’t realize it yet.”

And when I glanced back over at Phil, something… changed. I suddenly saw a glimpse of something: in Phil’s right eye- there. There was a tiny bit of it, and for just a second, it hadn’t been grey.

I was startled, to say the least. It had to be grey; everything was grey, until you found your color. It was white or black or grey. But for only a second, that tiny piece of Phil’s eye- it hadn’t been any of those.

It was a different color; bright and colorful and shiny and new and fresh and airy. I didn’t know what to think of it.

“Um… Dan?” Phil said, waving his hand in front of my face.

“Huh? Sorry, didn’t catch that.” I said, snapping back into reality.

Phil laughed, his tongue slipping out the side of his mouth. "I asked if the cafeteria food is always this mediocre.”

“Sorry, it is. Today’s a good day for it, actually…” I said, smiling up at Phil.

He shrugged, leaning back on his hands. “Better than my old school.”

I snickered. “Yeah, be glad you didn’t go to our middle school. They had hot dogs there, and they were just awful- there was a running rumor that they were made out of car tires. And when you dropped them, they bounced. Not, like, a little bounce, either; like, two feet in the air.”

“You’re kidding.” He giggled.

“I am not!” I said, lying back with my hands behind my head.

Phil laughed harder, pushing his fringe out of his eyes with one hand. “That’s amazing. I kind of wish we had bouncing hot dogs, it would make lunch much more interesting.” He looked over at me. “Hey, thanks for showing me around today. I really appreciate it, without you I would be totally lost.”

I grinned at him. “No problem.”

I walked Phil home. It wasn’t on the way, but I convinced him it was. I wanted to hang out with him for a bit longer, to be around this boy and get to know him. Besides, I was interested to see if his eyes would change again.

If they did, I didn’t see it. I went home, a bit disgruntled, but still happy. It wasn’t a waste of time if I got to talk to Phil a bit longer. I couldn’t explain what it was about this boy, but he was… different. He was easy to talk to, he shared my weird sense of humor, and he was really nice.

I couldn’t help but smile as I walked back to my house, thinking about the day and the touch of fate that had brought this strange boy into my life.

A week later, and I’m bringing Phil out to the cherry blossom grove for lunch every day. The day after we had eaten there for the first time, I didn’t intend to go back for a bit since my legs were sore and it was a bit of a walk, but Phil pouted until I brought him back, and the smile that lit up his face was worth my aching legs. We had spent quite a lot of time together, actually- the fact that we had nearly every class together didn’t hurt.

“Hey.” Phil poked me with his pencil. “Are you even listening to me?”

I shake my head to clear it. “Sorry, no. What were you saying?”

Phil smiled. “I was saying we should hang out after school, go get ice cream or something?”

“Sounds great!” I smiled, and he grinned back at me before we returned to our schoolwork.

Phil winced as he took another lick of his ice cream. “Note to self- carrot cake is a terrible ice cream flavor. I mean, really, whose idea was this?”

I laughed. “Who knows? Can’t be the same guy that came up with chocolate-vanilla swirl, this stuff is awesome.”

Phil tossed his cone in a garbage bin, then smiled slyly at mine. “If it’s that good, can I have some?”

“No!” I said, pulling my ice cream away from him. “My ice cream.”

“Oh, please? Just a little? Just a taste?” Phil wined, circling around me.

“No!” I giggled.

“Come on, Dan, one bite. One bite, please?”

“Absolutely not.” I laughed.

“Pleeeeeaaaseee?” Phil whimpered, shooting me puppy dog eyes no one could resist.

I sighed and lowered my cone. “Fine. One bite.”

“Yay!” Phil cried, taking a huge bite. “You’re right,” he said as he swallowed, “it really is good.”

“You know, we could go back and get you different ice cream.” I said.

He shrugged. “Yeah, but it tastes so much better when it’s someone else’s.” He grabbed my hand and took another lick.

“Hey!” I said, pulling my cone away from him, but his hand stayed firmly locked on my own.

I looked over at him, a smile playing on my lips, and- there- it happened again.

In his eyes again. There it was again, that… something. It wasn’t grey or black or white. It was that same bright color, that… blue. Soft and piercing at the same time, icy and kind.

I guess I stared a moment too long, because Phil stared back, confused. “Dan? You ok?”

“Oh. Yeah! I’m fine.” I said.

“Are you sure? You looked really shaken there for a second.” Phil said, placing his hand lightly on my shoulder. I glanced down at it.

A tiny patch of his hand was glowing.

Well, not glowing. But it stood out so differently from the rest of his pale grey skin that it might as well have been. This wasn’t the same rich shade I had seen in his hair and his eyes- no, this was lighter and softer-looking. Peach- that’s what my parents had called the color of skin.

Phil shook my shoulder lightly. “Dan?”

I lifted my head and looked straight into his confused eyes, then, in a second, closed the space between us. Noses bumping, lips clashing, eyes shut.

When I pulled away, my whole world had changed in an instant. All I could do was stare.

Trees burst to life before my eyes, leaves becoming hues of gold and yellow and red and green I could only have dreamed of before. Shops had brightly-colored displays and benches that used to be grey were red and yellow.

And Phil; Phil had color brighter than anything I had ever seen.

Black hair so dark it should’ve been impossible, a red shirt, navy jeans, and the most incredible eyes I could even imagine; blue and green and yellow, all whirled together into eyes that looked straight through your soul, into your very being, and yet still were soft and kind and caring.

“Oh, wow.” I breathed. “Isn’t it gorgeous?”

Phil stared at me, baffled. “Isn’t what?“


Pokemon High School Headcanons

I know there’s some awful fanfiction out there for Pokemon high school aus but I figured why not. I’m jumping on the bandwagon, if these are cheesy as hell… well what else would you expect from a high school au? Seriously, if anyone knows a decent one I could read, I would be amazed and eat that shit up fast.

Ash would be that kid who tried out for the soccer team but was instead put on as the water boy/bench warmer. Then he’d have that cliche chance to prove himself when a player is injured at a big game and he gets to play blows everyone away and all that. He’d also be insanely popular, lots of friends, no one really knows why but he just knows everyone.

Misty would be on the swim team but one year Ash taunts her saying she couldn’t play other sports so she kicks his ass in soccer and forces herself on the boys team. Basically she’s a terrifying entity and a fearful legend to opposing teams. She’s also be a crap student, particularly when in a class with Ash, those two can’t shut up.

Brock would be that one dude in the Home Economics and Parenting classes. He does this for two reasons, the first being that he actually enjoys those classes, the second being that it means he’s surrounded by women. He’d be the school flirt, no girl has been left untouched by his charms. Sadly they don’t often have the intended effect.

Tracey would be that art kid who everyone is a little creeped out by. He’s a nice guy but when he’s sketching people can’t help but feel like they’re being watched.

Gary would be that guy everyone wants to shag. There isn’t much question about it. He’s good at sports but his inner nerd loves Science too much to try out for any teams. Instead he just mixes compounds and looks sexy in a lab coat.

May would be that ditzy student who is surprisingly talented in music but didn’t realize it until someone pretty much smacked her in the face. I can see her doing a lot of musical theatre and playing instruments. She’d be the type to forget there was a performance and then show up and wing it, not really knowing what she was doing but still nailing it. Classic scatterbrain.

Max is in middle school. No high school for him. He’d totally be that kid you’d steal notes from though.

Drew does a lot of musical theater like May, often playing lead roles, he’s a pretty nice guy and known for his singing voice. The only person he treats like trash is May, but that’s mostly because he’s a dork and doesn’t know how to react to a pretty girl he likes :)

Harley is the senior that everyone knows that once he graduates he will become a gay porn star. A very fabulous one.

Dawn would have similar interests as May, dabbling in music and the arts. She’s very popular with the male population but no one can figure out if she doesn’t realize it or just doesn’t give a shit because she doesn’t pay any attention to dating. She’d be a cheerleader for the sole purpose of cheering on Ash and chewing out Paul for being an ass.

Paul is the soccer team captain, known for his harsh… leadership? He rarely responds to anyone and most people just leave him alone because of ridiculous rumors about him, such as the one about him murdering the captain of another team in cold blood. In reality he is just a socially awkward dork with a weird need to play soccer.

Iris would be that kid playing pranks everywhere, that kid who runs in the halls even when teachers tell her not to. She hold the unofficial title of School Acrobat because she can literally climb anything and you never know what exactly she’s doing. She calls everyone childish despite her own attitude.

Cilan would be the peanut butter to Iris’s jelly, he’s dramatic and makes a spectacle of everything. He’s does a lot of dance and drama due to his personality. He’s an overall much better behaved person compared to Iris.

Burgundy spreads malicious rumors about Cilan… constantly. That’s literally all people know her for… that and her twitter/facebook rants.

Georgia is at war with Iris. To others it’s just pranks but to her it’s life or death. Their rivalry matches that of Ash and Paul.

Trip is similar to Tracey. Kind of creepy. He takes pictures all the time and no one knows exactly what he’s photographing which scares people. He has a blog too.

Clemont is a Science Nerd and the hero of the robotics club. Despite his nerdiness he is secretly the object of many female’s affections because of how freaking precious he is, but he has no idea. He always goes to Ash’s soccer games even though he hates soccer, he’s just a nice guy like that.

Serena is a dancer and basically the most precious person in school, she’s super nice and is friends with everyone, obscure or popular. She is also on the cheer team since she’s good at dancing but her main reason for trying out was so she could watch Ash play. She has a not so secret crush on him that everyone recognizes… except Ash. 

Bonnie is also still in Middle School, but she’d be the one swiping Max’s notes for sure.

Jessie is that teacher that everyone is terrified of.  Everyone wonders if she has a side job as a dominatrix due to her appearance and behavior.

James is the teacher who no one can figure out. He’s super close with Jessie but no one can figure out if they’re shagging or if he’s gay. He also brings his cat to work a lot.

And there you have it, my not serious at all headcanons about Pokemon characters in high school. Sorry if these were awful, but they were fun to come up with.

Preference #22 High School AU

Preference #22 High school AU

A/N: If anyone has any requests, message me! Im gonna try to write more now! Im almost done with high school ahhhhh!!! 

Liam (His POV): So Ive never been the popular kid, and I’m starting to think i’ll never be.  I sank down in my seat in the back of chemistry, i wasn’t looking forward to today at all, and the worst part was Y/N wasn’t here yet, The bell rang and the teacher started her boring lesson, and i zoned out. If only Y/N was here everything would be better, she gets people off my back. I was shaken out of my thoughts when Y/N came in and i perked up whispering to her “hey, missed you” I blush as she reaches over to rub my shoulder.
“Hey Liam, catch me up?” she asks her voice hushed and i nod passing her my notebook.
When the teacher gives us work time i scoot my desk closer to hers, man she was beautiful, i could get lost in her eyes. I got lost in my thoughts yet again and she looks up at me a blush creeping up her cheeks “what are you looking at?”
maybe she likes me too? “ Oh.. umm uhh” I stutter “You look really cute today”
She smiles and covers her face hiding a giggle “You’re too sweet Liam” she gives me a little hug and i put my arm around her, keeping it there, maybe we could start something, who knows.

Louis (His POV): I ran a hand through my sweaty hair as i waited for my teammate to pass me the ball, i was standing on the soccer (football) field I glanced into the stands, it was playoffs and it was packed. I saw Y/N wearing my jersey and smiled, it was a tradition, if we made it to playoffs we give our jersey to our ladies.
“You got this Louis!” She yells and blows me a kiss. The ball gets passed to me and i start running towards the goal, kicking it into the net as it barely slides past the  goalie, the team erupting in cheers as i glance at the scoreboard. 5-0 with 5 minutes left, we were about to win.

I run to the sidelines as the coach pulls me out of the game “Really fucking excited mates! we did it!”
after the game i meet her by the locker room pulling her in for a kiss “ I cant believe I did that baby, it was all for you” I kiss he back and smile wide
“I’m so proud of you louis, you’re the king of the whole fucking school!” I smile and walk to my car
“And you’re my princess” I pull her in for a kiss seeing her blush. Man did i love her.

Niall (your POV): As i walked down the hall i was buried in my phone, i didn’t realize i was about to walk into the most beautiful boy I’ve ever laid my eyes on. i smack right into his chest, and i gasp “oh my god I’m so sorry”
“Oi! love its no problem!” i look up into his bright blue eyes and i struggle to keep my jaw from hitting the floor. He was perfect. “you alright babe?” He adjusts the guitar case on his back.
“Yeah i think” i move my hair out of my face and smile shyly “Im Y/N”
“Niall, Niall Horan” he answers with a smile “Nice to meet you Y/N”
The bell rings and i glance up at him, he didn’t move. “Umm i should get going…” i mumble “Nice t-“
“wanna come to the music room and watch me rehearse?” He asks watching me as i start to walk away, his eyes almost begging me to say yes.
“Sure, why not” i adjust my bag and take his extended hand, his fingers were calloused and rough at the tips of his long fingers.
In the music room he was strumming away on his acoustic guitar, humming a tune i couldn’t keep my eyes off him “ you’re really good at that”
He looks up at you and smiles setting his guitar down, walking over to you “You wanna hang out tonight? Ill buy you dinner”  
I blush “yeah that sounds great” i smile wide as he kisses my cheek, this was going to be good.

Harry (your POV): I was at a study session, it was a week before finals freshman year and i was more than nervous that I would fail my classes. I was struggling to understand romeo and Juliet, my brain not being able to comprehend the old english.
“Can i help you anyway love? you look stressed?” harry asked you, his voice low and calming.
You nod and put the book down “This makes no sense” you sigh trying to fight back the tears of frustration as the upper class man looked at you sympathetically.
“Hey hey now” he noticed your teary eyes right away “I can help as much as you need ok? deep breath.” you did what he said “Wait here” he goes over to the shelves of the library grabbing a ‘No fear shakespeare’ version of romeo and Juliet
“want me to read it to you? what act are you on?” he asks rubbing your arm. He helps you with your study session and you pass your finals thanks to Harry. A few days after finals he sees you in the hallway.
“Hey! how’d your test go? did you pass?” he asks throwing an arm around your shoulder, his hair tickling your neck.
“Yeah! i got an 85%! i cant thank you enough Harry” you blush as people look at you, it wasn’t common for a senior to hang out with a freshman around your town, but you really liked Harry.
“So umm…” he runs a hand through his hair “I was wondering if i could take you out, tonight maybe?”
You couldn’t contain your excitement and you threw your hands around his neck “oh my god yes!” you squeal and giggle as he pecks your cheek.  

Open high school au starter.

Kurai sat in the back corner of the class, listening to the teacher drone on, not paying any particular attention. She sat there, pencil in hand, drawing random things in the back of her book. Her good eye was it’s usual dark violet colour, her violently red hair covering the bandages wrapped around where her right eye was. She let out a small sigh, glancing up at the clock. Five minutes until the end of class. She shfted a little in her seat, anxious to get out of the stunningly boring class. Several minutes later, the bell went and she gathered her stuff, leaving the class and heading to her locker. On the way, she accidentally ran straight into someone, fallling backwards, several of her books falling to the ground as sshe narrrowly missed falling over. “S-s-sorry…” She said, glancing up at the person. She recognised them as someone who was in a few of her classes. The redhead tensely awaited their response, prayiing they wouldn’t be mad.