the smartest student

I just don’t get how people don’t like HSM.

-White and Asian guys on the basketball team who can actually play(at least in the movies).

-The two smartest students in the school are Hispanic and Black, and female.

-Hispanic, single mother working on her own and doing a fantastic job of keeping her and her daughter financially stable.

-People are encouraged to break the status quo no matter what, and encouraged to love what they love despite others not agreeing.

-Decathlon Captain(one of the smartest students), Black and female, went to Yale.

-The blonde girl isn’t an idiot and is startlingly intelligent and manipulative despite loving her pink stuff and her dog and being what people would generally consider is a ‘girly girl’.

-The blonde girl’s twin brother wears pink happily. He loves fedoras and berets, and has no problem with dressing however he wants. Goes to show that a man doesn’t have to be gay to love pink or print. A man can love whatever the hell he wants. Sexual Orientation means nothing in the decision.

-Dude on the basketball team loves to bake.

-The overweight braniac is White and can actually dance.

-The ‘burnout’ likes to play the Cello and dresses up for it.

-Awkward moments that actually happen in real life.

-The blond who wears pink and loves show tunes and Broadway, also plays little league baseball and was in the championship in Rhode Island.

-The jock who ‘don’t dance’ actually allowed himself to be taught.

-Even the blonde girl can be manipulated, showing that she’s not always in control. But she still goes and gives it her all and doesn’t back down.

-There is a student who is genuinely interested in his teacher’s life.

-Said teacher, while excitable when musicals are involved, truly wants the best for her students and even tries to get some into Julliard.

I can’t think of any more at the moment but I’m sure they’ll come to me eventually.

Boyfriend! Jaehyun

#5 of Boyfriend! Series

Taeil | Johnny | Taeyong | Yuta | Doyoung | Ten | Jaehyun | WinWin | Mark | Renjun | Jeno | Haechan | Jaemin | Chen Le | Jisung

A/N: I honestly didn’t mean to be biased but i’m so soft because i love jaehyun so much so this boyfriend! would be much longer than the rest. i love all the members but im so sorry i got carried away ㅠㅠ

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Word Count: 2,349
Style/ Genre: Headcanon/ very fluffy 
Date Posted: 7 Sept 2017

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anonymous asked:

Hi, was wondering if maybe you could do an AU where Jughead is a 'f*ckboy* he hits on Betty, she rejects him, and Betty ends up cracking his shell and he reveals his emotional & vulnerable side to him. (You don't have to do this just an idea)

“Come on man, what’s the matter? You’re afraid of blondie?”

“Nah dude, he just knows he can’t score with her. She’s way too princess to go slumming.”

Jughead Jones looked up from his space in the booth at Pop Tate’s Diner, he knew who his friends were talking about and it gave him an uneasy feeling in his stomach.

Betty Cooper was perched on a stool at the front counter, a worn hard copy clutched in her hands as she sipped from a vanilla milkshake distractedly. Everyone in Riverdale knew who Betty Cooper was, even kids on the south side, she was talked about almost as if she were royalty.

“Betty Cooper is the smartest student Riverdale has to offer”

“Did you see Betty Cooper at the home game last night? She’s sure to get a cheerleading scholarship.”

“Oh Betty Cooper was at the children’s center mentoring all night last night, she’s such an angel.”

Betty Cooper was everything Jughead jones was not, the rumors that flew around town in regards to him were most definitely not as friendly. But still… Jughead was attracted to the beautiful blonde at the front of the diner, and not just because of her haunting green eyes or mile long legs, no there was something… different about her.

“Go on dude, 20 bucks says you can’t get her number.” The greasy serpent in front of him leered.

Jughead was handsome, all of the girls at Southside High fawned over him, his thick head of dark hair and lazy attitude sent girls chasing after him. He didn’t understand why they wanted him, he was horrible, bitter and jaded. He wore the heavy Serpents jacket like a ten ton weight on his back, he was his father and that surely wasn’t something to be proud of. However, He had an image to uphold, the younger gang members looked up to him, they wanted to be him, lord knows why but hey, everyone’s got a job to do.

“Make it 40$” he flashed the other boys a mega watt smile as they hollered and whistled when he walked away, wiping his sweaty palms on his jeans Jughead slid on to the stool beside Betty.

“Jughead Jones, the pleasure is mine.”

Betty jumped in her seat, turning to face the wavy haired boy with curious eyes, a slight smirk gracing her features

“Are you speaking to me?” She raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow.

Jughead leaned forward on the counter, grabbing the cherry from her milkshake and popping it in his mouth

“Sure am. Your lucky day?” He grinned.

Betty snorted out loud, Jugheads smile faltering slightly, he hadn’t expected that noise from the tiny human in front of him.

“That’s funny because I didn’t hear you address me at all. Anyway I’m Betty Cooper and that was my cherry.” She stated bluntly, her fingers still clutching the book as she flicked her eyes between him and the pages, clearly she did not want to have a conversation with him. What was going on? Girls loved him, he wasn’t quite sure how to play this game.

Jughead pasted on another fake smile, this one a bit more shaky

“Really? I didn’t think you’d mind sharing your cherry.”

He was expecting to be slapped, prim and proper princesses didn’t appreciate being spoken to that way, instead Betty Cooper broke out into hysterics in front of him, her eyes watering from laughing so hard.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry” she wiped her eyes, out of breath from laughing, she panted “does that really work? Like ever?” She giggled.

Jughead felt his own genuine smile tugging on his face at the unexpected blondes carefree behavior.

“Yeah actually, I’m sorry to say it does.” He shrugged his shoulders and met her eyes.

Betty shook her head, taking one final sip of her milkshake and standing from the stool, still gripping her book.

“Well, as fun as this was. I have to be on my way. I’m going to be late for practice. You have a great day Mr.Jones. Sorry you couldn’t get my number, 40$ would have been nice to have in your pocket I’m sure.” With a wink Betty was out the door faster than he could say wait.

He stared after her for a few moments before making his way back to the group.

“Told you you couldn’t get her number!”

Jughead leaned back into the booth watching out the window as the blue and gold cheerleading skirt disappeared from view

“Not yet.” He whispered.


hope I’m not too late to the bnha oc train but here’s mine! he was a shitpost that became a character lmao (ty @jiliu for helping me develop my son!)

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Forget Me Not - Regulus Black x Reader

Request: @earthleigh Hello, since your requests are open could you do a maurauder imagine where the reader is Remus’ sister and all the marauders are overly protective of her and she gets into a relationship with a slytherin (regulus or rabastan lestrange) and they like freak out. And they’re like worried bc she’s like the most caring person and basically their child. Thanx! I’m such trash for the nice/sweet girl x bad boy trope and slytherin x hufflepuff pairings.
Warnings: My English, Language, gif and pic aren’t mine-credits to their original owners. [With Douglas Booth as Regulus]
Word Count~ 2.1k
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   You had always had a thing for him. His dark hair, his hazel eyes -that sometimes were green and other times blue- his pouty lips, his perfectly shaped face and that Adam’s apple of his. He did look like his brother, yet he looked nothing like him. How was that possible?
You couldn’t help yourself. He gave the bad boy, troubled young man vibe that you just couldn’t resist. You had to get closer. There were a few problems, though.
   You were Gryffindor; he was a Slytherin. You were a half-blood; he was a pure-blood. Your brother was Remus Lupin; his brother was Sirius Black. Yes, there were some issues you had to take care of before you could say that the coast was clear.
   You had found yourself wondering why did the Hat place you in Gryffindor when everyone told you that you were a true Hufflepuff-maybe because you didn’t want to leave your brother alone. He wasn’t alone, he had made friends but you would never leave him.  You were a year younger than them but you were considered a Marauder since the moment they met you. They were amazing people; funny, clever, mischievous and above all, they truly liked your brother-they were truly great friends. You knew that Remus would never tell them that he was a werewolf and honestly, you couldn’t understand why. It didn’t matter- he didn’t choose this. You were more worried that he will get hurt by it than anything else.
   Over the years, you bonded even more and you were inseparable; they were your overprotective parents. Something that could be too sweet or too annoying. It was both most of the time. You weren’t eleven anymore. You were good on your own, you could handle things without them interfering.
   Something that hadn’t change was that you were still the same ‘Little Lupin’ as they called you. You were too kind and sweet for your own good. You didn’t believe that. You were simply being human, helping those in need any way you could. The house elves loved you, the professors adored you not only because you were that nice, sweet little girl, but because you were one of the smartest and hardworking students, much like your brother. Although you tend not to pull so many pranks- you were the mastermind behind them, and that was why you never served detention. It was pretty sneaky if you think about it.
   Something that had changed was your relationship status. You weren’t single anymore, even though no one else knew but the two of you. You were with him and you could never ask for more. You didn’t really like the whole ‘let’s pretend that we don’t even know each other’ thing that was going on but you did know why it was going on. You were jealous of all the happy couples that didn’t care about PDA when you couldn’t even hold your own boyfriend’s hand. You had to pretend that it didn’t hurt a tad when you saw him in the Great Hall sitting with his friends, away from you. You had to hold your tongue when Sirius was being bitter about him. You had to force yourself not to slap the hell out of your brother when he was always agreeing with Pads and Prongs about him when no one truly knew him. To be honest, you would never believe that your brother of all people would criticize someone just because he had heard something about him. You were mad and sad at the same time. Not to mention that every time that you had tried to go out on a date, they had just tagged along like you were a five-year-old. Especially Remus. He was a pain in the ass. And that little shit enjoyed ruining your dated because the boys you liked weren’t good enough as he told you every single time. The others would nod in agreement saying that you deserved more. Well, they weren’t wrong about that. You had found more.
   Before you could understand what happened, a pair of full, soft lips was on yours, gentle hands cupped your face, long eyelashes rested on your face. Your eyes fluttered shut and your hands flew to his soft, slightly tousled hair, fingertips getting lost. Reluctantly, he pulled away as you both caught your breaths.
    He was ravishing in the dim moonlight but his big, hazel eyes were teary. You grew worried and anxious.
“What’s wrong Reg? What happened?” you asked him while your eyes were searching his face for any sign of indignation or pain or anything, really. He just collapsed, letting you hold him tightly as you both sunk down, your back against the stone wall of the Astronomy Tower, his head in the crook of your neck.
“Just hold me. Hold me” he was whispering over and over again. Your heart broke. His mother. That bitch was tormenting both of her sons. You weren’t the one to call someone names but that poor excuse of a mother deserved it. Sirius had run away, which meant that Regulus was on his own. You couldn’t begin to imagine how hard must that be. Seeing him like that made you capable of murder. Her murder. He was so broken-he felt so empty and you could tell.
“Don’t leave me, angel, please” he murmured against your neck. You could feel the tears-his tears-on your skin. You held him tighter and closer; your hands tried to soothe his pain as they roamed his back and his arms making their way to his face. Your touch was light as a feather because you didn’t want to cause him any more pain or discomfort. You softly caressed his cheek with the back of your palm and your fingers went to his chin, slowly making him face you. You took his face in your hands and looked at him straight in the eyes.
“What did she do?” you simply yet fiercely asked him. You were kind and sweet but Merlin help the one who will get on your bad side. You would anything to protect your loved ones.
“She made me a monster”. His voice cracked and more tears left his beautiful eyes. It hurt your soul. Your eyebrows were furrowed, you were biting your lip and your eyes were almost teary as well. You had heard those words before. You knew them all too well. Your brother used to say them too often-he still did. But Walburga would never turn her child into a werewolf. Wait. No. Nononono.
   Gently, you took his arm in your hands and tugged the sleeve. You saw the hesitation in his eyes, you saw the pain, the remorse, the guilt and the fear. You saw how vulnerable he was. You knew that he hadn’t his brother’s self-esteem but you had never seen him like this.
    He rolled up his sleeve, purposefully slow just to reveal what you had already guessed. The Dark Mark was tattooed on his flesh, forever imprinted there as a constant reminder of all the things he hated but couldn’t run away from. You momentarily closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You wished to be able to turn back time and help him. He misinterpreted your brief silence for rejection, fear- maybe you were disgusted by him, he sure was. His heart broke but he could never judge you or not understand you.
“You are not a monster, Regulus” you told him, emphasizing each word. Your fingers were drawing patterns on his arm, forming words of comfort, shapes of tenderness. He was taken aback because he really believed that you wouldn’t forgive something like that. He couldn’t forgive himself for letting his parents convince him that it was right. He wasn’t convinced but threatened. It didn’t matter to them. He was just another Death Eater and he was absolutely sick of it. All of it.
“I love you” he confessed almost too scared, as his eyes found yours. He had never said those words before. He felt them, deeply, passionately, completely. You pressed a tender kiss to his forehead but moved your lips to his forearm and covered the mark with your lipstick.
“There. All set” you informed him as you tried to smile. It was too painful to last.
“I love you, Arc” you whispered. It was a habit of yours, to call him by his middle name when things got more intimate.
   You stayed there, wrapped in each other’s embraces all night long. You didn’t know that four boys had been spying on you using that preposterous map of theirs- and they had questions, but mostly accusations.

“Are you INSANE?”.
“What were you thinking?”.
“Of all people, you are with him?”.
“Hey, watch it. He is my brother”.
“But he is a Death Eater”.
“I was adopted”.
“But, yes. Of all people, him?”.
“No. No. And let me think, NO”
“How could you do this to us? To me? I am your brother!”.
“He is going to hurt you”.
“He is like his mother”.
“He is bad news, trouble”.
It had been like that all morning. You hadn’t gone to any of your classes because you were getting lectured and reprimanded by four boys. But enough was enough.
“SHUT UP. ALL OF YOU” you kind of yelled at them, your voice firm and cold. You couldn’t stand this parody. They were clearly bewildered and bamboozled. They did not expect you to raise your voice like that.
“Can’t you see? I love him” you admitted, looking at them as they were losing their coolness.
“But you deserve more, little Lupin. You are so sweet and he is so cold” James tried to talk you out of it but he didn’t know that you were together almost a year.
“Listen, you are my sister and I love you and I want nothing less than your happiness but he is not the person to give you what you need” your brother interrupted. You were growing sadder and sadder by the second. You couldn’t understand why they hated him so much.
“He is no good, little one. You know him, what? A week? I know him my whole life” Sirius added. He thought he was helping but he wasn’t.
“We’ve been together for over a year. And I am not letting you four, destroy that. I love him” you finally told them, leaving them speechless.
“He is a Death Eater, love” Sirius spoke in a small voice.  That was enough.
“Do you know how difficult it became for him when you ran away? Do you have any idea what your mother did to him? Do you know that he is broken? That, he was harming himself? That he tried to end… this? That he misses you like crazy? That he thinks he is a monster?” you fired back all those things you have been keeping quiet the past year. Sirius paled and Remus finally understood. He knew what it felt like to believe that you were a monster. Everyone seemed to get it, slowly but steadily. You wanted nothing more than to just hold Reg and kiss him and hug him, not caring one bit about what people think. He wasn’t evil, he was broken, misunderstood and pressured. All his life.
“Does he feel the same about you?” Remus asked carefully. He didn’t need an answer once he saw the look on your face. He smiled faintly. He couldn’t change that; as much as he didn’t like the idea of Regulus and you, he had to step back.
“How did you-you know?” James asked, or tried to. You smiled at the memory. It hadn’t been that easy. But it was the most wonderful thing.
“A story for another time” you answered casually but he rolled his eyes.
“Just… Just be good to him. Take care of him, please. He deserves that much” Sirius said in a small voice. Regulus was his brother and he loved him so much that hurt. But they had chosen different paths.
“I do?” a new voice questioned a bit puzzled. You quickly turned around to see a confused Regulus standing – a bit awkward – next to the door. Sirius was even paler than before.
You thought of the possibilities. Their bond meant everything to them and they needed time alone. You went over to him and kissed him lovingly, not giving a flying fuck about your friends’ reactions.
“We should leave them to it” you kindly said and the three stunned boys, moved, getting your message. Regulus looked at you, thankful for everything.
“You are my light, angel” he whispered, his voice thick from Merlin knows how many feelings. You smiled and left the room along with the other, leaving the Black brothers to finally talk like civilized people. And all you could do was wish for the best. 

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A Happy Memory | Taehyung

Summary: Taehyung didn’t think he would ever be able to successfully conjure a Patronus charm, until he meets you.
Genre: Fluff, Harry Potter!AU
Word Count: 4,733
Author’s Note: My take on the “always-partying-kid falls for the always-studying-kid” prompt. Also, the fact that I basically finished this in a day is alarming but I wanted to get this out of my hair before I really have to study for my exams for this week.


You have always been known for your quiet nature, keeping to yourself and the mountain load of books you were constantly surrounded with every single day. You didn’t have many friends, rather a close-knit group of girls with a surprising mixture of personalities from extravagant to soft—and you never let that small number bother you. You never prided yourself on being the smartest student in class, but you did take delight in your time management skills, your organizational abilities and the fact that you could put in effort for assignments or studying and get rewarded with good marks and good grace. You believed in hard work, and for very good reasons.

Your introverted perspective always came with a price, to step into everything and take in everyone with an open-mindedness, to never judge, to just keep to yourself and watch things unfold from a distance. In fact, you like to think of yourself as a relatively appealing person. You never enjoy interacting with people, but on those occasions you would put in an effort to remain respectful and kind, displaying a pleasant atmosphere in a fashion similar to the whole “treat people the way you want to be treated” kind of mindset.

You’re a firm believer in this mentality, trusting that you could overcome any rough patch with anyone as long as you remained calm and collected, as long as you could communicate your wants and needs with peers and receive the same respect as you gave out.

You don’t hate a lot of things, and maybe you don’t have the heart capacity to truly hate anything—but you think that you might just hold enough resentment for Kim Taehyung to capture a first.

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exo as college students

Baekhyun: goes to the computer lab to play league, shows up to class late with starbucks, finds out about work the day before it’s due, gossips

Chanyeol: in the school band, never has a pencil for class, always humming or making beats on the table, also in animal lovers club

Jongdae: complains about everything, always asks for extra credit, always tired because he was doing charity work, secretly loves gossiping with Baekhyun

Jongin: wonders why he has bad grades even though he shows up to class once a week, whines to his professors to let him make up an exam, is friends with Sehun

Kyungsoo: shows up every day with a black hoodie and jeans with some adidas slides and socks, doesn’t try in class but is still the smartest student, probably ends up teaching the class instead, has a crush on Jongin

Minseok: fed up with everyone on campus, probably skipped like 3 grade levels, people always ask to copy his homework, tutors people in his free time even though he complains about it

Sehun: only shows up to class during syllabus week and exam days, has the audacity to ask professor to bump his 67.8 to a 90.0 and is offended when professor says no, probably talks to 5 girls at once

Suho: only wears brand name clothes, switches between his Maserati and Lamborghini every day, definitely someone’s sugar daddy (or mommy)

Yixing: always looks tired/confused, falls asleep in class and always asks someone later what happened, earphones are always tangled, but manages to pass all his classes with As

Snape was Justified

This is probably kind of unpopular (I have been in Tumblr for like a couple of days and I already see that the Fanbase is really really black and white about this character) but here goes.

Severus Snape did a lot of horrible things in his life (Particularly after he graduated), but there is one action (that seems to get a lot of hate) that I believe he was 100% Justified to do. Babbling on Lupin.

here is what happens in the Third Year Harry’s in Hogwarts

 Snape finds out that his childhood bully is becoming the new DADA teacher, and that he (the guy who, probably, hates him the most) has to make Wolfsbane potion for him for the duration of the year.

he does that. for the entire year (or as long as Lupin is there) he makes him the potion and brings it to him personally, even though he could just refuse (or tinker with the potion in some way to make it painful for Lupin. which he couldn’t even be accused of.) 

 the Only action he takes during the year is to substitute for Lupin the day after his ‘time of the month’ and subtly hint about Werewolves.

nobody even suspected Lupin being a werewolf, the entire year. the only person to even think to investigate further was Hermione Granger, one of (if not the) smartest students in the school.

then, in the end of the year, dear old Lupin, in a show that proves (to Snape) that he’s still the same immature berk he was in Hogwarts, forgets taking his potion, and then gets trapped with children, when he’s going to change into a wolf.

apart from the flashbacks he might have gotten, that is clear to him. This Werewolf is dangerous. he’s a threat. 

it’s not just about an old schoolyard rivalry. not anymore. 

it’s the safety of everyone in hogwarts, as far as Snape (Who has seen what a Werewolf about to attack looks like) is concerned.

now, Lycanthropy isn’t even remotely like HIV. for at least three days a month, the werewolf has no control over what he does. he’s literally a rabid wolf who will maim and kill anything in its way. 

it is not wrong, or even a dick move for Snape to actually reveal that he’s a wolf. not when he’s proven that he is a danger. not when he’s shown that he can forget taking the only potion that can make him act like a human being on those nights.

library study dates! park jihoon


sypnosis: park jihoon, someone that you’ve never really thought you would interact with suddenly asks you for tutoring sessions for the upcoming finals [ long prologue sort of ??] [update lmao nvm i thought it would be long but then i finished it DHFLD]


  • you used to be best friends with jihoon 
  • oof yeah you two were basically inseparable when you guys were near the diaper ages like basically ever since elementary school you both were kicking it together and like making it known that you two were the ultimate besties 
  • like in elementary school projects you two would paint stuff and then give it to each other 
  • you more than jihoon bc you had a cute crush on him like awe it was so cute even your mom thought it was the cutest thing because you would go up to her and show her the painting jihoon gave you gushing about how much you liked it 
  • ANYWAYS that all ended when you parents needed to move for your dad’s job to japan (not your cpu of tea because you were in full crush mode with jihoon)
  • and the worst part was you both were in the middle of middle school and your parents hadn’t given you phones yet so all you had was an address 
  • you would totally send jihoon letters every week or something and he would instantly reply back, one day though he didn’t respond so you just assumed he didn’t want to talk to you anymore so you both naturally stopped communication 
  • THEN as fate had wanted it to happen you and your mom had moved back! you dad stayed behind because he wanted to keep making that good money for your family but your mom also got a really good paying job that tbh in your opinion payed more than your dad >.>
  • ~~~~
  • on your first day back you had just joined this art school named sopa (high school) since you discovered your new found talent in singing and playing the guitar (does someone know how to play the guitar pls teach me ur skillz dlfjh)
  • when you entered your class to introduce yourself to everyone you locked eyes with a specific person 
  • park jihoon
  • you could’ve sworn air ran out of your lungs and you were stuck on his eyes for a good couple of seconds before breaking eye contact and looking around the rest of the room 

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Webbed - Peter Parker x Reader

Prompt (request): Anon said: “hi, could you do a peter parker imagine where they’re partners on a school project or something and they have to like meet up after school? And it’s really awkward and there’s a lot of tension and stuff because it’s obvious they both like each other and are too scared to admit it, and then it has a really fluffy ending with them kissing or along those lines?? thank you so much!!” thank you for requesting, dear anon, I hope you like it!

Featuring: May just being May.

Word Count: 1,392

Y/N felt as if someone suctioned the blood from her body with a vaccum. A couple of days before, the teacher had announced they’d be doing an experiment project report working in pairs that was worth 20% of their grade. A couple of minutes before, she announced she would be picking the partners herself. Just a moment before, Y/N’s only friend had been picked as someone else’s partner. F/N looked at her half terrorized, half apologetic, as Y/N breathed heavily expecting the worst… Being one of the smartest students wasn’t easy at all, she spent 90% of her time studying and working, the other 10% divided equally between chores and spending time with her only friend, F/N. Ergo, she didn’t have any time to socialize, and because of that she was nervous right now. Plus, she was somewhat anxious. Finally her name was called.

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Lover Girl Pt. 2

Part 1

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: In which (Y/N) loves her best friend Peter Parker

Taglist: @nonewmessage @capriiken @aussie-mantle @andreuskystuff @maceyisntcool @sylviestars @morgiee @pinkobsessedmarvelfreak @forever-wander-neversettle @canciones-que-salvanvidas @raindancer2004

Recap: “I love you, Peter Parker. I’ve loved you ever since you sat next to me in the 3rd grade.” (Y/N) finally admitted to herself and Peter. 

“Wait, so you just left her? Right after she confessed her feelings to you?” Ned was in disbelief; sure he knew Peter was terrible with girls but he never thought he would do that to (Y/N). “Yeah, I just left her! I panicked and didn’t know what to do, I’m the worst.” Peter rambled on and on, “I told her I would talk to her at school but whenever I see her I panic. I need your help Ned. I’m pretty sure she hates me, I have to explain myself to her.” He was desperate; never meaning to hurt his best friends feelings. “You really are an Idiot, Peter.” Michelle butted in, “I’m pretty sure everyone at Midtown knows about her feelings except you.” Ned agreed with her.

Peter was stunned; almost the whole school could see and he couldn’t?

He was deep in thought; wondering how he can fix his and (Y/N)’s relationship until he was interrupted by Michelle showing him pictures of them both looking depressed. (Y/N) shouldn’t have to go through this heartbreak; Peter’s just Peter.

“Michelle, I know this is a lot to ask you for but do you think you can maybe help me talk to (Y/N)?” He was desperate and Michelle could see it, “I’ll think about it. I like (Y/N) and I would only be helping for her to get over you.”

Peter was with his new girlfriend; Katie. He was helping her study with some AP Physics, but his mind was somewhere else and Katie could sense that. “What’s wrong Pete? You aren’t your normal self.” She could tell he was rushing her, “if you don’t want to be here Peter then let me know. I’m not going to waste your time.” Katie had a feeling of what Peter was thinking about but she wanted him to say it. “I do want to be here Katie, don’t worry. Just have a lot on my plate.”

He was lying and Katie knew that too. Peter was probably one of the most smartest students at his school; he was never even stressed.

“Peter, I know that this isn’t because you have a lot on your plate. Something happened between you and (Y/N), you love her so much even though you say you don’t your actions say you do.” She accused him but Peter knew what she was talking about. “I am so sorry Katie; you deserve someone that’s going to put you first. I’m not that guy though.” He ran out of the library; knowing what to do.

He ran home confiding in the one person that would never judge him; Aunt May.

“Aunt May! Aunt May!” He shouted throughout their small apartment. “Jesus, what’s going on? Why are you screaming?” walking out of her bedroom. “I messed things up with (Y/N) and I don’t know what to do. She told me she loved me and I just ran out,” he admitted to his Aunt. May ended up slapping him upside the head, “ouch! What the heck!” Peter exclaimed “What did I do?”

“You don’t ever leave a girl like that Peter! Why didn’t you tell me sooner? Peter you better fix this!” Aunt May “I don’t know what to do, please help me.” He desperately asked his Aunt.

“I might know what to do; go in your room and give me (Y/N)’s number.” She ordered him. He went into his room wondering what his Aunt had underneath her sleeve; Peter heard her yelling in a frenzy on the phone. “(Y/N), please come here. I can’t find Peter and I don’t know where he is, could you come help me?” 

He heard the doorbell ring; ten minutes later with the voice of a frantic (Y/N). “Are you sure he’s not in his room or at Ned’s house, maybe at his Tony Stark internship?”

“I called Ned’s mom and she said she hasn’t seem him so I’m just not sure. He told me he quit the Tony Stark internship so I didn’t bother.” She lied to her. “We’ll find him May, don’t worry.” (Y/N) tried to assure her.

May asked (Y/N) if she could go check his room; there she found a depressed looking Peter sitting on his bed. “Peter, what the heck. Aunt May was worried about you; why didn’t you tell her you were in your room?” 

Before she could tell May what happened; Peter shot his webs at (Y/N)’s hand that was reaching for the door. “Please let me explain why I ran because you didn’t deserve that whatsoever. Give me five mins of your time, (Y/N/N) then you can decide whether or not we can be friends.” She rolled her eyes and crossed the arm that she was able to cross, “you have 5 mins, and then I’ll scream bloody murder if you don’t get to the point Peter.”

Peter took a huge exhale, “the reason why I ran was because I was afraid of my feelings. Our whole friendship, everyone has told me that you were better off without me so I always had to push aside my feelings. My whole life, Flash has told me that you are better with him than me. I’ve just been so scared.” (Y/N)’s tears were starting to fall down her face; her heart was full from the love. The guy she has been in love with has finally confessed to her. “Oh god, (Y/N). Please don’t cry” He pouted at her. “Are these happy or sad tears?” Peter wrapped his arms. “I’m honestly the happiest I could ever be.” She happily replied.

 She finally got the boy.. 

Beauty and the Beast

Remus Lupin x Reader

Warnings: None

A/N: Not my best writing, I think it’s because lots of people use this song for songfics but it’s not bad I don’t think. I wrote this for @nicolejones412‘s 1k celebration (it’s a bit late due to some difficulties, but all is well now), I hope you all enjoy! And go check Nicole out as well, she’s an amazing writer!

Originally posted by marauderseraimagines

It’s the same story that you’re used to hearing, a story that’s been told so much that nobody can remember when it originated, a story so old that we can only assume it’s as old as time itself.

The pair barely knew each other, they had a few classes and sometimes shared glances and soft, shy smiles in the Great Hall or the library but they rarely spoke to each other unless they were debating something in class. Which is why Remus Lupin was so nervous to actually go up to (Y/N) for a real conversation.
With his friends James, Sirius, and Peter cheering him on from a distance, he took a deep breath to calm his nerves and walked up to the girl sitting on the bench, alone, except for her book. He stood to the side for an awkward moment, hoping she would notice him, but she was too engrossed in her book that

Remus wouldn’t be surprised if the whole school blew up and she just kept on reading. He turned around to abort his mission but his friends were whisper yelling at him, threatening him to turn his ass around and talk to the girl dammit or else there will be no chance of him sleeping in his bed tonight. So he turned back around, took another deep breath, and cleared his throat.


He cleared it again, a little louder this time, and she finally looked up at him, a bit shocked to see him of all people. She never would have expected to see Remus Lupin, the boy with the scars and secrets, one of the school’s best pranksters, and one of the smartest students in their year, standing awkwardly next to her wanting to talk.

“D’you uh-Do you mind if I sit?” His eyes flitted around various parts of her face, taking in all the things, all the tiny details that make up her looks, ending at her eyes, her beautiful (Y/E/C) that he had always admired from afar.

“No! No, not at all,” she said quickly, a bit too quickly maybe, but it was okay because he immediately sat down a bit too eagerly himself as a dorky smile graced his perfectly-imperfect face.

A group of students walking by were utterly confused by the three boys who were all rejoicing quietly, high-fiving and even hugging as they peered around the corner to watch their friend. Those Marauder boys were always a strange bunch, but back to the important story.

The conversation that started out as stiff small talk soon became a captivating debate on books, which ones were hiding its true meaning and which ones were reaching too far, characters that were too perfect to relate to and ones that were too unrealistically broken, and it went on for maybe two hours before they realized just how dark it had actually gotten, meaning they had to bid each other goodbye for the night, but not before she promised to save him a seat at breakfast the following morning so that they could pick up their conversation where they left off. And with a beaming smile set on both their faces, they went their separate ways for the night.

That day changed everything.

It was only in the slightest way, they still shared glances at meals and during study sessions but this time they didn’t turn away when the other one started staring back, they only smiled at each other from across the room until someone’s friends had enough and grabbed their attention back. They still debated in classes but this time there was a more playful vibe to it and soon the other students couldn’t help gossiping about what the possible relationship there was.

It was a bit scary for the both of them when all of a sudden people were expecting them to start dating; neither person was prepared for all the people who voiced their opinions on them getting together (almost all good things) and it did lead to some awkward, blushy conversations, but they never did talk about it together.

This odd bond sitting between friendship and dating went on for a couple of months before Remus laid awake in his bed one night, thinking of how much he truly cared for her and how she seemed to care for him too, and he thought about how, since the Marauders, (Y/N) is the only person he has trusted his secret with. He hadn’t meant to tell her at first, it was after a full moon when he was still absent from classes in order to heal and she came to his room to visit him. She was asking all kinds of questions about how he was feeling, how he got hurt in the first place, and she seemed very suspicious about everything he said and he just cracked under the pressure of her refusing to break eye contact.
She was fine with it, didn’t back away in fear, didn’t call him a monster, didn’t treat him as anything other than her friend Remus who just so happens to have an issue with the full moon. To him he would always be a monster, a beast, but to her he would always be a beautiful mess.

She surprised herself one night when she finished a book she had been reading and her first thought was about Remus. Now that wasn’t the odd part, normally she would think about how she thinks he would enjoy the book or if he was the one who recommended it to her she would think about the debating that would surely come the next morning during breakfast. But what surprised her was how the two main characters, two lovers, reminded her of herself and Remus. She was shocked for a moment, but the shock passed as she continued to think about it. They had always been friends but they both knew that there was something more to it, that they both longed for more. It made sense the more she thought about it. And she was sure he felt the same.

They’ve had their bad, bittersweet moments, everyone does, but they learned to grow from each other. And it only made sense to the both of them that they should end up together just as it made sense for birds to fly and fish to swim and the sun to rise every morning.

There was almost a riot the next morning when Remus and (Y/N) walked in the Great Hall holding hands, the Marauders included, and some people claim to have seen a couple teachers subtly passing money to each other, because the Beauty and the Beast finally got together. 

keshuasd  asked:

6+15 Jin fluff pleeease! Love your blog. Thanks in advance <3 ^^

Know It All, My Best Friend (Jin x Reader Fluff)

Prompt request: “I was stupid enough to fall for my best friend.” + “Is there a reason you’re crawling through my window?”

Summary: After learning that Jin will be moving away for university, you accidentally confess to your best friend! Mortified, you try to avoid him. Luckily for you, Jin doesn’t give up easily.

Word count: 1.4k words

Originally posted by jjilljj

You waved cheerily at your best friend, Jin, who was leaning casually against your locker. He smiled at you goofily, quickly righting himself so that you could retrieve your belongings.

“Hey, Jin,” you greeted, spinning the combination of your lock. It clicked open, and you hurried to grab your binders and textbooks.

“How were your classes today?” Jin asked conversationally, sounding more fatherly than was appropriate for the slight age difference between you two. It was only one year.

“Well, I skipped the morning,” you replied with a shrug. You shut your locker and pulled your backpack over your shoulder. “To the library?”

“Y/N, you can’t be skipping classes!” Jin scolded, smacking you lightly on the shoulder. “Your grades are important.”

“Whatever,” you scoffed. “Besides, don’t you skip just as often as I do?”

“I’ve got chronic senioritis,” Jin explained as if that were a valid excuse. “And what’s your reason? You’re not graduating yet.”

“Do I really need one?” you laughed, rolling your eyes. “Let’s just get out of here. Unlike you, I need to study.”

“Yeah, that’s true,” Jin replied with a cocky grin. “I did get all early acceptances.”

“Whatever, nerd,” you said.

You and Jin quickly made your way to the foyer of the school, exiting the building. Outside, it was growing cold. It was early December, but no snow had fallen yet.

Jin wasn’t the smartest student, but he was incredibly hardworking so his grades were among the highest. He had applied to all life science programs despite your attempts to get him to attend culinary school.

“Have you decided where you’re going to go yet?” you asked. Since Jin had been accepted to all the programs he had applied to, his choices weren’t limited.

“Yeah,” Jin replied, a little sheepishly. “I accepted my offer to K University. They offered me a great scholarship, too.”

“No way! Awesome!” you cheered, patting Jin’s arm. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“Well, I didn’t know how you’d react,” Jin explained, rubbing his neck awkwardly. “But I’m glad you’re happy. Thought you might be upset since K University is pretty much across the country.”

“Oh,” you replied quietly.

Jin turned to you, a gentle smile on his lips. “You forgot, didn’t you?” he laughed. He ruffled your hair. “Don’t worry, I’ll come and visit. There’s no need to be sad about that.”

“I guess,” you said, eyes downcast.

Of course you were going to be upset about your best friend moving away. But Jin was more than that–you had liked him since you met in middle school. Obviously, Jin had no idea, but he always treated you kindly, so you figured staying his friend would be fine.

But now that he was going to move away, you wondered if hiding your feelings was worth it in the first place. Now, it just hurt. Mortifyingly, your eyes began to water.

“Y/N, are you crying?” Jin asked suddenly, grabbing your cheeks in between his palms and forcibly lifting your head up.

“No,” you snivelled, tears running down your face. “Shut up!”

“So cute!” Jin squealed, pulling you into his arms in a tight embrace. Other students stared as they walked by, but Jin paid them no mind. “You’re so cute, Y/N!”

“Leave me alone!” you whined, your tears still refusing to stop. “I’m not crying!”

“I can hear you sniffling,” Jin laughed. Still, he stroked your hair soothingly. Jin continued in a more serious voice, “But seriously, Y/N, I promise I’ll come and visit. We can still talk every day.”

“It won’t be the same,” you mumbled. Eventually, you pulled yourself away from Jin’s arms, wiping away your tears with the back of your hand. “It’s my fault, I guess. I was stupid enough to fall for my best friend.”

Your heart stopped. Both you and Jin froze, your eyes meeting and widening. Jin was the first to regain his composure. 

“Uh, what?” he asked eloquently.

“Ha ha, sike!” you exclaimed weakly. You shot finger guns at Jin, trying to ignore the fiery blush that was spreading across your cheeks. “Got you bad, ha ha!”

“Wait, Y/N,” Jin interrupted, annoyed. “Stop that.”

“Well I’m just going to go home now,” you continued awkwardly, already beginning to back away. “I’ll catch you later, crocodile.”

“It’s alligator,” Jin corrected. “But that’s besides the point! Y/N, we need to talk about this.”

“About what?” you asked. Then you spun on your heel and sprinted away. “Bye, Jin!”

You heard him calling after you, but you kept running. Your shame fuelled you, and once you got home, you felt like crying all over again. This time, no one was there to comfort you. 

After sobbing into your pillow for around an hour, you sat up feeling calmer. Grabbing your phone, you turned on the screen to see dozens of missed calls and messages from Jin. You blushed again and quickly powered your phone off.

Deciding the best way to solve this problem was to pretend it never existed in the first place, you flopped onto your bed and let your eyes slip shut. Eventually, your mind cleared, and you were able to drift off into sleep.

After what only felt like a few minutes, you were woken by a banging sound. Shooting upright, you felt your heart pounding in your chest. The sun had already fallen, and your room was dim. The banging sound continued. Was someone trying to break in?

“Fuck!” someone swore from outside. You recognized the voice immediately–how could you not? Jin.

You deflated, sighing resignedly. There was no avoiding problems when it came to Jin. He never liked leaving conflict unsolved. You just hoped you would be able to salvage your pride–and your friendship–after this conversation.

Eventually, Jin’s body appeared through the window parallel to your bed. With shaky arms, he slid the window pane open and tumbled into your bedroom.

“Is there a reason you’re crawling through my window?” you asked, feigning innocence.

“What do you think?” Jin snapped, brushing dirt off of his clothes. He turned to you, his gaze narrowing. “You ran away from me, ignored my calls and my texts, and didn’t answer the door. What else could I do but climb through your window?”

“I don’t know, wait until I was ready to talk about it?” you replied, just as sharply.

“Why would I do that?” Jin asked. “You finally confessed to me.”

“I didn’t con–wait, what do you mean, finally?” you spluttered.

“It was obvious, Y/N. Of course I noticed, I’m not an idiot,” Jin replied, crossing his arms. You blushed and looked away, biting your lip. You weren’t ready for Jin to move away, and you certainly weren’t ready to for him to reject you. “The only idiot here is you. I can’t believe you couldn’t tell. Obviously, I like you too.”

“What?” you demanded, spinning to look at Jin. Unable to formulate any coherent sentences, you just spluttered at your best friend who was looking at you judgementally. “What!?”

“So dumb,” Jin sighed, shaking his head. “I’ve liked you for so many years. But I knew you weren’t ready to accept your own feelings, so I waited it out. Too bad it took you so damn long.”

“Rewind! Rewind!” you yelled. “You like me? You like me?“

“Yes, I like you!” Jin laughed, walking closer to you. He stopped once he was standing directly in front of you, forcing him to look up at him. “How could I not? You’re kind, pretty, funny, and honest–usually.”

“Seriously, you mean it?” you asked. “This isn’t some elaborate prank? A big ‘fuck you’ before you leave forever?”

“What? No,” Jin said, a little offended. “I really do like you, Y/N. I’m going to be moving away, but that won’t change my feelings for you. I’ve liked you for years, even during your emo phase.”

“Aw, don’t bring that up now,” you whined. You peered up at Jin, your gaze unwavering. “You’re really not just saying that because you feel bad for me?”

Jin rolled his eyes dramatically. Then, he leaned down and cupped your face, holding it in place. He closed the distance between the two of you, his lips brushing softly over yours.

“I’m not making anything up,” Jin whispered, his breath ghosting over your lips. “Do you believe me now?”

“Fine,” you replied breathlessly. “But no take backs!”

You flung your arms around Jin’s neck, smashing your mouths together. Jin laughed agains your lips before returning the kiss wholeheartedly. You seriously regretted not confessing your feelings earlier.

But better late than never, you guessed.

- Girl in Luv

BBMAs guys!!! BTS is out there making history. I’m so proud!!! Also…they slayed! They all looked so good. The foreheads were showing! Everything was great! Wish they performed, but it was nice to see them at the show. I wonder if they’re turning up now ;) Thanks for reading guys, hope you enjoyed!!! 💛

3cheerlinding-zebras  asked:

Draco malfoy

Canon - actually not that good a guy, one of Harry Potter’s enemies

Headcanon - (somewhat true I think) But he’s the second smartest student in his grade at Hogwarts, behind Hermione

Heartcanon - Joined Dumbledore’s Army and stayed on his side when his parents told him to go back to Voldemort’s side

Soulcanon - He is in love with Harry. I mean did you see his face when Harry died?

Crotchcanon - His low voice and well-thought/smart comments.

Reasons to Ship Riarkle

Hi okay so some anon asked me to do this through my ask but I’m not exactly sure where it went?? Anyways enjoy! Hopefully this’ll change your view on things!

1. They make each other a better person: “I’m going to have to raise my level too.I was always a good student. You were always the smartest student in the class. That’s not good enough.” “Didn’t you ask us to help you figure out love? Then go figure it out.”

2. They’re both adorable dorks. and often parallel each other: *Both to Zay*: “GET OUT.” “YYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY”

3. They’re always there for each other, no matter what: “I’m always here for you.” 

4. They love each other for who they are: “You’re Farkle and it’s a state of being. There’s only one, and everyone who cares about you knows that.” “I’m glad you’re back to normal. I love you [both] any way you are.”

5. They both have faith in each other: “I’m here because I believe in Riley.” “I hope that my friends will be right with me, Farkle.”

6. They care so much about each other: “I’m doing it for you Riley, I care so much about you I want you to know the truth is always the best thing.” “And everybody who cares about you knows that.”

7. They’ve said I love you to each other: “I love you, Farkle.” “And I love you.”

8. Farkle wants nothing more than for Riley to be happy: “What’s your cost Riley? Your own happiness?” “I want you happy.”

9. They both want to go to Mars: “You. Me. Mars. Let’s do this thing.” “Nobody wants to be the first girl on Mars?” 

10. Farkle’s favorite sound in the world is Riley’s giggle: “That giggle is my favorite sound in the whole world.” 

11. Riley never wants to settle for less than Farkle: “For the rest of our lives, let’s never settle for anyone less than Farkle.”

12. Farkle only wants the best for Riley: “I do. There is no situation where I wouldn’t want that for you.” 

13. Their adorable banter: “Good. Good. Fineh! Fineh!” “I’m gonna be Pippin.” “They’re not putting on Pippin.” “I’m gonna be Pippin in whatever they’re putting on.” “HAAAAAAAA!” 

14. When Farkle cries in GMGLONY, Riley is the one to comfort him.

15. They were both the first to figure out that the other was getting bullied: “Farkle. This isn’t you. This isn’t the Farkle that I know and I want to know why and I want to know now.” “Of course Riley is weird goofy and unique, that’s what we all love about her!” “Then what’s the problem?” “Somebody doesn’t.”

16. In addition to that, Farkle was the only one who realized that Riley was hiding the fact that she still liked Lucas: “You’re a liar. You’re lying to yourself.”

17. Farkle felt bad for not having more faith in Riley to do their Science project: “Our failure’s not your fault Riley, our failure’s on me. I should’ve had more faith in you.”

18. They’ve had more important conversations with each other than any other pairing (besides Rilaya) on the show: “All I know is that we don’t lie to each other. We don’t lie to each other Riley.”

19. Farkle put his favorite orange turtleneck into the time capsule, which was the same turtleneck that Riley wore to stand up for him: “Your favorite orange turtleneck.” 

20. They’ve both referenced to having kids with each other: “A good Earth for our children.” “You mean take care of the babies, Farkle?”

21. They’ve known each other since they were little.

22. Lucaya Parallels: “I could never hurt you.” “Because he’s great.” “Okay.”

23. Farkle always believes in Riley: “I’m here because I believe in Riley.” “I think we should have some faith in our Riley.”

24. Farkle immediately regretted leaving Riley when she believed in him: “Riley has such faith in people. I mean, yeah, she had faith in the seniors” (“But she had even more faith in us.”)

25. They call each other out immediately, if the other is doing something wrong: “By relegating me to a second class marble dropper you are stopping me from realizing my full potential.” “We don’t lie to each other, Riley.”

26. How Farkle stared at the back of Riley’s head and admired her.

27. How Riley finally started looking back at him.

28. How whenever they work together, they get results: (See Girl Meets STEM & Girl Meets Belief)

29. How they were the only two with a clear beaker: “Nice job partner.” “Partner.”

EDIT: I never got to finish this, but I don’t think I will anytime soon. So enjoy this unfinished post. 

To Be Favored (Part 1)

Sooo, this is really long, but ever since I saw the stuff about the Crows and their favor I HAD to write it. sorry if some of the EU lore doesn’t match up, I tried to cross reference things! (Also, I know cat-eyes isn’t some mystical information peddler but I sorta used her as such in this story.) Anyways, I hope you like!!


For those new or still yet naive to Elsewhere University, you might describe the crows as, for lack of a better word, cute. To you fresh faces to campus, they are simple creatures, ebon-dark with wit as sharp as their shrills, who for some reason or another flock to EU in droves. You see them as companions to adore, to cherish. You will try to gain their favor with baubles and shiny bits, pieces of bacon thrown underneath their flocks, shiny gems left on windowsills. You think the crows of EU as mindless as others.

Know, from this point on, that you are wrong. Foolishly so. To continue believing them simple is not only stupid, but dangerous. The crows are mindless only in their machinations to achieve their desires, they care not for your feelings or beliefs, for your vindications and convictions. They care not for your adoration, your fear or your petty little baubles- they care about, most off all, themselves at the heart of all things.

Though, sometimes the crows grant boons to students that leave suitable things- offerings they find worthy enough to justify a favor. And Sometimes, the crows watch the people who insult them, whether you did so knowingly or not, with eyes that pierce the veil into Elsewhere. Often the only thing that’s left of those poor souls are the ignorant, mocking gifts they thought appropriate, or the last breaths of ill-timed insults.

The Not-so-smart students attempt to garner their favor and present to them simple gifts; many of which are near insults to their intelligence, which they thankfully ignore- most of the time.

 The Smart students approach the crows with a vague interest at most.

 The Smartest students ignore them completely.

But sometimes- and it doesn’t happen very often at all, for the crows are very, very, very fickle beings, but sometimes they find a particularly unlucky student that sparks their intrigue. Now, despite what it may sound, this is not a good thing. 

These students are perhaps the unluckiest of all, because no matter how smart you are, the crow’s Favor is not something you can escape.

To emphasize, Favor is not something you want. No one knows how they choose their Favored. Rumors lurk that you must be born at a specific point between the stroke of midnight and 12:01. Some say the darkness, the Elsewhere, taints some students before they even arrive in the womb, and the crows, friends of the darkness, flock to it. Others say that they like those with the shiniest of souls- what makes a soul shiny, only the crows will ever know. And they don’t divulge their secrets willingly. Not even to me.

Whatever the case, Favor is not something you try to gain. It is different from a boon or a gift in that it is all-encompassing and terrifying in it’s nature. It digs itself into your skin and transforms you from the depths of what you thought you always were. You become what they will you to be, and you will watch yourself do so unerringly. It will taint your mind and your bones, until you are Their’s. They will have you; every sorry, pathetic, wretched piece of your damned soul. You will not be happy with what you become. You will not want it. But you will Become. They will ensure it. 

You see, they are innately possessive, and what they want, they get. No matter how hard you try to escape. No matter how fast you run. No matter what help you enlist. The EU crows are Elsewhere weaved with blood and bone, animal instinct emboldened by intelligence and a drive that is something Else entirely.

The Not-so-smart students want to be Favored by the crows.

The Smart students know that the crows are dangerous.

The Smartest students fear them entirely.

This is a story of a girl who was one of the Smartest. She did everything she was supposed to. She made no mistakes. She did not fault. But still, from the time she stepped onto campus, the crows Favored her.

And because of this, I was doomed to lose the battle from the moment I started fighting it.

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Dean was not Castiel’s friend. He was a neighbor, a classmate, the brother of Castiel’s best friend, and the guy who worked part time at his uncle’s salvage yard. That was all. But on the rare times that Dean asked Castiel for help, Castiel couldn’t find it in him to turn him down. Because this was Dean. And the answer would never be “no” when it came to Dean.

Always be mindful of the tags before you read!  This has a non-con scene.

Denial Ain’t Healthy series (21568 words, T to NC-17) by dontyoucrynomore:  And if, as they walked through the bookshelves, alone, Dean felt his heart thump loudly every time Cas laughed or smiled at him, or felt the need to pull Cas over for a kiss because he was just too damn adorable, or felt the urge to shove him up against the bookshelves and get that damn shirt off him and kiss him silly, he told himself that it was only his body reacting––not his fault––and his thoughts getting all confused, because Dean Winchester wasn’t, like, falling or any stupid, sappy shit like that.

friendzone (7259 words, mature) by kaiifayce:  “A date?! Like, with a real, breathing human being?” Dean sputters as wipes his mouth with his sleeve. Cas frowns, eyebrows knitting and his head cocking to the side slightly in his typical manner.

“No, Dean, with one of the dissection frogs in the Biology lab,” he deadpans.

Helplessness Blues (10021 words, NC-17) by fio:  I’ll get back to you someday soon, you will see

(or, the story of how Dean gets it wrong the first time around, but thankfully, gets it right on his second try).

Hush (104996 words, NC-17, rape/non-con) by braceyourself, Dresden (Jeremiel): He’d heard all he needed to know about Dr. Novak, really. Straight-laced academic, prioritises punctuality, favours the smartest students; it doesn’t bode well for Dean.

This is written as a roleplay - each author had a character’s POV, which makes it a little difficult to read as it jumps back and forth.

I Love You More Than Pie (7605 words, NC-17) by Bad Samaritan (quodpersortem):  Cas has been in love with Dean for years, and everyone knows and keeps teasing him with it, especially because the feelings aren’t returned. Or at least, that’s what Cas thinks until Dean makes him sleep in his bed.

It’s Always More Than Once (Before It Takes) (10301 words, NC-17) by squeemonster:  The first time it happens, it’s because of boredom. Or, at least that’s what Dean tells himself to justify it. Boredom and Dean Winchester are a dangerous combination, especially when you factor in beer, a raging libido, and laziness.

Mid Terms (6563 words, NC-17) by The Hunters Angel (ToriCeratops):  For such a straight laced college professor, Dr. Novak is sure willing to bend over backwards for Dean a lot.

Sometimes literally.

Psi Delta Alpha Boys (154875 words, NC-17) by thejigsawtimess:  On Tuesdays and Thursdays every week, Castiel, a misfit freshman, waits outside his Physics lab to catch a glimpse of the senior Frat boys as they file out before his class. One Thursday, he notices a new face amongst the Letterman jackets. A crooked smile, a devious glint in two green eyes… Castiel is done for before he’s even begun.

Reason Cannot Know (7066 words, NC-17) by the_diggler:  Castiel is a Grad student who has long since learned to value the voice of reason over his hormones. But after a drunken night with his good friend Dean, he realises he still has some lessons left to learn.

Smoke In the Mirror (52371 words, mature) by letters_of_stars:  It begins with the flier hung in the library: art model needed for thesis project, will pay. Castiel figures it’s an easy way to make some extra money, but modelling for Dean Winchester ends up complicating his life far beyond anything he could have imagined.

So Much Better When You’re Naked (10545 words, NC-17) by endversed:  The story of how Dean Winchester took Castiel Novak’s virginity. (And it may or may not have taken four months to get them there, but who’s keeping count anyway?)

Stellar (Meet Me In Outer Space) (15920 words, NC-17) by youaresunlight: All things considered, Dean Winchester’s life is pretty swell. He’s a flight engineer for NASA, living aboard the International Space Station, and also in his expedition crew is Dr. Castiel Novak, his best friend from college with whom he shared a longtime dream of working in space.

Except, Cas isn’t his best friend anymore, and hasn’t been since their epic fallout eight years ago. Now it’s up to Dean to figure out what exactly went wrong and try to fix it, which would be a lot easier if Cas would actually talk to him, and a lot less complicated if Cas weren’t so damn attractive.

Stepping into the Light (6341 words, NC-17) by thepinupchemist:  At twenty eight, Dean decides to enrol in college. No one told him that the campus librarians could be so hot.

The Break Up Is Coming (6320 words, T) by endversed:  Dean’s got a crush on this freshman, Cas. He’s working his way steadily along to asking him out, and then he finds out Cas is going on a goddamn date. Safe to say, he’s not letting Cas go that easy.

The Graveyard (18890 words, NC-17) by amarillogrande: “Okay, look. You finish it, then you stick it up on top of the shelves. And then…well, the bottle is there to remind you. Hence the name—“ Dean spreads his arms, indicating the endless rows of glass. “The graveyard.”

Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak are best friends, living together for the past two years and about to graduate in the spring. It might take a visit from Dean’s little brother to get them to realize just exactly how they feel about each other.

Wrap Your Arms Around Your Own Body (14050 words, NC-17) by capsicleonyourleft:  Dean Winchester is renowned for his ability to charm his way into anybody’s bed. Castiel Milton proves more challenging than most.

My only thing with this story is how easily Cas forgives Dean… a common occurrence in many stories, which I suppose is in line with Cas’ character, but sometimes frustrates me!  (The character, not the writer).