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phantom-0-writer · 6 months

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scene 5: to win a war, fight the battles

continuation of tim's arch nemesis

Tim had done his research. He was a Bat after all. Mr. Nolan was infamous for handing out the most difficult assignment right after midterm, weighing a heaping 40% of their final grade. Physics class had never been of much interest to Tim, he found it straightforward and elementary compared to the many projects he’s committed himself to as a Bat, and member of the Young Justice League. And it just so happened to be the only classes Tim shared with one Daniel James Fenton for the semester.

While Tim’s fellow classmates groaned at the announcement Mr. Nolan made, Tim’s knew his fate for the next three weeks was decided. He’d stayed up extra late completing his last case, and had even let his finger break so he could be off patrol without suspicion. Only his pinky of course, but enough for it to count. Despite all of Tim’s meticulous preparation for the assignment, he could only find the requirements with the rest of his class.

Tim had considered hacking into the system and finding all of Mr.Nolan’s notes for this assignment. The reason he hadn’t done it wasn’t because he couldn’t - the school’s firewalls were a joke - but because that would mean he was admitting that the only way he could beat Daniel James Fenton was to use underhanded tactics. And that was not a defeat Tim would take.

Tim listened closely as Mr.Nolan explained how this semester’s project would consist of him and an assigned partner creating a model using any of the physics topics they had covered throughout the semester and present it on the due date. They had till the next class to submit a formal proposal of their topic. Simple enough.

There was just one liability in Tim’s way now: the assigned partner. Normally Tim wouldn’t have been so worried, after all this class was for the advanced students in an already competitive school. But this time was different. This time Tim had a goal. He needed to annihilate Daniel.

“The partners for this project will be on the screen, I suggest you all get comfortable because you’ll be seeing each other a lot for the remainder of the semester.” As the projector flickered to life it dawned the document that would make or break Tim’s future.

There were 36 students in their class, a perfect even number. Discluding Tim there were 35 other students. Daniel was simply one- one- of the 35. There was a measly 3% chance they would be paired.

And yet.

And yet, there it was. Printed clearly in front of Tim’s eyes.

Timothy Drake - Daniel Fenton

In a moment of insurgence, Tim raised his hand, “Sir, I would like to change partners.” There wasn’t anyone in particular Tim would rather be paired with, but he could not have his plans mutilated by such a catastrophe.

Mr. Nolan raised a brow at Tim, “Is there a reason in particular, Mr. Drake?”

Tim hesitated. He had no qualms with telling Mr.Nolan the reason, but if he were to say it in front of the whole class with Daniel present he would lose the element of surprise. “No, sir.”

Mr. Nolan leaned back onto the podium, “Is there someone else you would prefer to work with then, Mr. Drake?”

In pure humiliation, “No, sir.”

“Well I’m glad to see I’ve made a suitable match.” Mr.Nolan concluded with finality, “Any other questions, Mr. Drake?”

“Are we graded individually or together?” Tim clung to his last tether of hope like a lifeline.

Unequivocally and mercilessly Mr. Nolan crushed Tim’s very being. “Together.” Tim sunk into his seat. He had become his own worst enemy. Tim ignored the confused look Daniel sent him from the other side of the classroom, saving himself the disgrace. “Any other question?” Mr.Nolan asked the class.

There was still a way for him to crush Daniel under his steel toed Red Robin boots. Tim would simply overpower Daniel with his superior skills and intellect, and make it unquestionably clear that it was Tim who had gotten them the perfect score. A year - 5 - 10 years from now this would be the memory that woke Daniel up in cold sweat in the middle of the night.

Psychological warfare. Tim’s specialty.

Once Mr.Nolan gave them the signal to disperse into their groups Tim met Daniel halfway between the two ends of the room where they sat.

“Uh, Tim, right?” Daniel asked with an awkward wanna-be polite smile.

“Yes, nice to meet you.” Tim flashed a smile he had perfected at the years of gala’s and business meetings he’d attended. Disarming, and charming. The perfect set up to sweep the enemy from under their feet. “Daniel, I believe.” A casual show of power, usually brushed off as unintentional. It was fully intentional.

“Danny’s fine.” He corrected with what must have been an attempt at an unassuming smile. Tim knew better, Danny would be ruthless in his attempt to permanently upsurge Tim from beautifully satiating first place. “So any ideas on what we should do our assignment on?”

Danny’s coup would not be successful for Tim had come prepared. “We could reconfigure an airplane for better aerodynamics.” Tim had gone through great lengths to research and develop that about a month ago for the Bat Plane, and if he dumbed it down slightly it should pass for a civilian.

Danny considered the idea for a moment, with the barest head nod. Victory was in Tim’s grasp now. “We could change the wingspan and nose shape of it and then widen the back fins for a more acute directional accuracy.” He offered easily. Tim blinked, that was supposed to be his line, where he would prove his superiority with the knowledge he’d already acquired. Victory, it turned out, was like a handful of sand that would, despite all efforts, spill through his fingers. “It seems easy enough.”

“Did you have any ideas?” Tim asked testingly, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Not really, but I thought it would be cool to try one of Tesla’s ideas. Nikola Tesla’s, I mean. The one off the top of my head is the thought camera.” Danny rambled with his hands.

Tim may have admitted that he felt a bit inspired at the idea of mimicking and improving on one of Tesla’s ideas, if it hadn’t been proposed by Danny. “The thought camera?” Tim echoed incredulously, formulating the perfect eyebrow raise to show his distaste.

Danny seemed undeterred, and was instead studying the rubric Mr.Nolan had left open on the board. “Yeah, I’m not a huge fan of that one either,” He said offhandedly, “I was just spitballing.”

This would’ve been the perfect opening for Tim to intercede with the perfect idea. As a Bat, Tim of all people should know the importance of always being ready and well informed of any situation that may arise. Yet here he was, unprepared. Resiliently, Tim pulled out his phone and searched up potential suggestions. Danny peaked over to look as well.

“The wireless energy transmitter seems like a good idea. If we proportionally scale it down we could have a fully functioning model.” Tim declared victoriously to his partner, who couldn't help but be on board with his amazing idea.

Tim had already won the first battle, and the war would soon be over with Tim’s overwhelming conqueror of the first place position.

Bouncing off of Tim’s original idea, the team had already procured a rough sketch of their model, and had designated a day to gather their supplies.

Howard watched as his student’s chattering meshed into one indistinguishable sound. Howard through his past researching with other professionals in varying stages of their career, and teaching college students of various majors and life goals had become astute as discerning a person’s potential. He was aware his current students, now only between the ages of fifteen and nineteen, would not appreciate his sentiment on grading them on a scale of what he believed their personal best to be. Leading to his infamous profile through the halls of Gotham Academy.

Over his cumulative professional careers there was perhaps only a handful that Howard predicted to hold greatness. His visions always came to fruition as the sapling students of science and research once under his care, blossomed into leaders in their fields with headlining research papers under their name. And when Howard did find himself in the possessions of those saplings he made sure to nurture their growth as much as he could.

It just so happened this year Howard found himself with two.

There was one who Howard had heard whispers of in the teacher’s lounge. Tim Drake always sat in class with a bored castover look, ready with the perfect answer when tested as if he were the one with the PhD. Tim completed all his assignments with a stern perfection, always unchallenged with the material no matter how difficult his peers seemed to find it.

It only was Danny Fenton’s second year attending the Academy, and there were only a few that knew him as a student, but they were not stingy with their praises. In the first week of class Howard had found him unassuming, scribbling what Howard had assumed to be notes like his peers throughout class. He was swiftly corrected when Danny came to him, after class one day, frazzled over something in his book. Howard, always ready to help a student, welcomed him graciously. In the book Howard did not find scribbled notes of inertia and energy, but a diagram- more accurately a blueprint- of an archimedes engine applied for a re-designed drag car.

Howard watched the first spark of intrigue be kindled between the two with deep satisfaction.

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doodleferp · 5 months

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GUESS WHO AIN’T COMIN BACK FROM THIS

#sound warning #blue exorcist #ao no exorcist #anime #anime news #rin okumura #yukio okumura #okumura twins #ryuji suguro #konekomaru miwa #mephisto pheles #shura kirigakure #shiemi moriyama #renzou shima #isumo kamiki #true cross academy #amaimon #hype #anime hype

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hyugaruma · 3 months

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Valentine’s Day Lineup: 2/10

First Date (Yuken x Reader)

♡

“I think I would be a seahorse.”

“What?” You looked up at Yuken, his skin bathed in the cool blues of the aquarium lights. His eyes followed the various saltwater fishes swimming behind the glass wall, his glasses retired to the top of his head.

“I think I’d be a seahorse,” he repeated, pulling his gaze away to look back at you. “If I was a fish, I mean.”

You poked at your chin, ruminating over his statement as you nodded thoughtfully. “I could see that,” you agreed. “What would I be?”

Yuken took a step back and crossed his arms over his chest, squinting his eyes and looking you over as he carefully considered the question. You squirmed at how closely he was looking at you, and he chuckled when he noticed. “Ah,” he mused with a knowing nod. “I know exactly what you’d be.”

“Well?” You pried. “Don’t keep it to yourself. Share with the class.”

“You’d be a mantis shrimp.”

“What? A mantis shrimp?” You raised an eyebrow at him. “What makes you say that?”

“They’re known for being able to pack a punch.”

You thought back to the memory of you and Yuken’s first meeting, and you could feel your face grow hot. Yuken laughed at your reaction, and you elbowed him lightly with a glare. “That’s not fair,” you defended. “You deserved that!”

Yuken took the opportunity to reach down and intertwine his pinky finger with yours. “Yeah, yeah. I know,” he relented, that impish smile never leaving his face. He gave your pinky a light squeeze. “C’mon, the beluga show’s about to start.”

#new headcanon that yuken likes fishes and ocean facts and sea stuff #high&low #high & low #high and low #hilo #high&low the worst cross #high&low the worst #high&low the worst x #yuken #odajima yuken #yuken odajima #high&low imagines #fanfiction #high&low fanfic #high&low scenarios #imagines #housen academy

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hannycrossing · 1 year

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First one I've made in a while.

My little hippie home 🌿🌼

#animal crossing #animal crossing new horizons #ac #acnh #happy home academy #animal crossing exterior #animal crossing inspo #ac inspo #acnh inspo #Nintendo #switch #Nintendo switch #happy home designer #ac hhd #animal crossing vacation home

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gallifreyanhotfive · 3 months

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Theta, sobbing: Would you still love me if I regenerated into a worm?

Koschei: What the fuck

Theta: Brax said that I would regener--

Koschei, interrupting: Ah. I see. Hold on a couple microspans.

Koschei: *leaves the room*

Theta: Kos? KOS? I NEED TO KNOW! WOULD YOU STILL LOVE ME IF I REGENERATED INTO A WORM?!?! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!?

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religion-is-a-mental-illness · 4 months

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youtube

"I'm going to lose people. It is social suicide to be doing this. But I feel like I'm going to meet better people along the way."

Remember how we were told this was "life-saving care"? They were building the plane while flying it.

Another lawsuit for the thing that never happens.

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rouzuchan · 11 months

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(Your) Nuisance

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈(𝐬): Yuken Odajima x Reader (ʏᴏᴜ/ʏᴏᴜʀ; ꜱʜᴇ/ʜᴇʀ) 𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: drabble; fluff 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔: female reader; blurbs reused from this piece of work I made

“Speak your peace, Odajima-san. You can’t stay here forever” You said, not tearing your eyes off your book.

Yuken had his arms crossed, leaning against the clinic’s door frame with a relaxed smirk on his face. He chortled, strutting towards you. “C’mon [Name]-chan! What excuse should I have to visit my favorite medic of Housen?”

His breath tickled your neck, catching his bleach-blonde hair in the corner of your eye. “Correction: Your only medic of Housen.” You forcefully pushed his nose back into his nasal bone, his tuts of pain falling onto deaf ears when you walked towards the windows.

You had a strict rule as Housen’s most esteemed medic: unless you were Sachio, only visit when injured or in an emergency. The clinic stood at the corners of the campus, away from all the rough housing and fights. It was your safe haven to protect you while you were still paying off a debt Sachio held above your head when needed.

But, his annoying and, the admittingly, handsome nuisance of an adviser didn’t heed your rule at all.

After his intervention, you resumed your productive reading session, flipping two pages before a chin rested above your shoulder, two slithering hands resting themselves on your belly.

You bit the inside of your lip, trying to ignore his presence and warmth. He hummed and ‘awed’ reading through the chapter. You highly doubt he was absorbing 80% of it. “Even in her free time, [Name]-chan is still prolific as always.”

You sighed, “You’re hiding from Jinkawa again, are you?”

“Yup” He admitted, snuggling closer.

Routine as always.

Even when you give off the demeanor, liking and falling for Yuken Odajima wasn’t a hard assignment. No matter how much you admit you enjoyed solitary, his personality brightens your mundane days, even more than the company of that favorite scene from a book.

In the serene silence, a loud, growling shout of Yuken’s name that vibrated through the halls.

“That’s my cue.” With one last squeeze, let go of your waist and scrammed outside. Your eyes lingered where he stood before.

And even more so hard to admit, knowing you were always on his mind gave you… assurance. Even amid conflict, he’ll always opt to call you and rant about Housen’s victory, while Sawamura in the background tells him to tone down his sugary words.

Yuken Odajima was that utterly entangled in your life, sneaking in while keeping your heart captive from anyone who dared.

Your eyebrows creased when Yuken returned, panting as he gently crashed his chapped lips into yours, his head angled slightly for his glasses not poke you. ‘What the…’ Your brain shuts down for that one second.

He pulled away, a cheeky yet giddy smile painting his face. He saluted you and started to run off, not missing a zooming Jinkawa from your doorway.

A nuisance indeed.

Dedicated to the biggest Yuken girly on HiGH&LOW Tumblr @star2fishmeg 😘 I said I'll be trying to post fics per month... but that just went down the drain LMAO! If you must know, I'm working on a fanfiction book that I put a due date on. So I'm dedicating my time there. But enjoy this Yuken word vomit I whipped up ;> HiGH&LOW babes: @airbendertendou, @straysugzhpe, @simpforchuchu, @strxwberrychocolate, @prodbyblush, and others plz mention yourselves 😫🥹🫶

#rouzu fics #high&low #high&low x reader #high&low the worst #high&low the worst x reader #high&low the worst cross #housen academy #housen #yuken odajima #odajima yuken #yuken odajima x reader #stream 'top down' by EXILE THE SECOND

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hanyoufanny17 · 2 years

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Zero the teenager and the sarcasm :U

Quotes by: @incorrect-vk-quotes

#vampire character #fanart #hanyoufannyart #doodle #sketch #vampire knight #cartoonistic #vampire #zero kiryuu #yuki cross #yuki kuran #cross academy #school days #sarcasm #incorrect quotes

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your-art-is-gay · 2 months

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Old OCs AU, Part 4: The...Complications...

Part four of my Old OCs AU!

Character descriptions below the cut!

Kalissa Nyo (OC): Six years ago, Kalissa was just the youngest daughter of the most powerful---and fearsome---vampire clans in all of Japan. Then those damn Slayers came, and took away her family. All Kalissa wants is her family back...and revenge on those monsters that killed the ones she loved. Well, she'll show them all, won't she? Especially with her new family on her side...

Ichiru Kiryu (CC): Six years ago, Ichiru's parents were killed. He would have died too, if it weren't for Kalissa. She's promised to turn him, to cure him of the childhood illness that's plagued him his whole life, and that was all he'd ever wanted. But now things are getting complicated. And Ichiru is starting to question what he really wants...

Kaiyo Iruka (OC): Kaiyo still doesn't fully understand the family she's been drawn into. Why is there a human boy acting as her guard? What's going on with the strange, scarred little girl they're keeping sequestered in a locked room? Why has Kaiyo started losing time, experiencing blackouts that she can't explain? And why are they enrolling her in Cross Academy, of all places?

#artemus does art #old ocs au #vampire knight #cross academy #ichiru kiryu #kalissa nyo #kaiyo iruka #vampires

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air--so--sweet · 4 months

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How did I never notice Grace is cross stitching the effing moon breaking apart?!?!?

#the umbrella academy #grace hargreeves #tua #easter egg #foreshadowing #I recently started cross stitching and was just trying to find a pattern for the Diego cross stitch...

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jvgsjeff · 4 months

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Octavian is new in town, so his default house is still intact and he has a good HRA score. That will change soon enough, once he starts replacing his space stuff with the random junk I'll eventually give him. 😆

#animal crossing #wild world #acww #octavian #nintendo #animal crossing wild world #hra #happy room academy #nintendo ds

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onlyrains · 11 months

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walk you home .3

a/n: hi! i decided to make part 3 since an anon asked it and i miss write about yuken too xD this is inspired by my recent favorite arctic monkeys song, btw! enjoy!

— pairing: yuken odajima x f. reader

— t/w: mention of blood

part 1 | part 2

after the mini market incident a week ago, yuken started picking you up from school regularly. he even suggested taking different routes than yui several times so that he could walk alone with you.

you were, honestly, so confused by this situation. it felt like your encounter were became more than just mere coincidences. the first time you met him, it was by chance because yui was in a hurry and he ended up walking you home. the second meeting, you rarely went to the mini market just to get a drink, but he showed up, and even the high school Z guys were there. and from then on, it just became natural for you to be together with him after school. it surprises you how easily you've become comfortable and informal around him too.

of course, it also confused yui. she thought you were hiding something from her and she didn't stop teased you about it.

"i think you should ask him to go on a date," she said when you both were heading to the school gate where you could see yuken and sawamura were on their regular spot, chatting.

"why should i?" you replied, annoyed.

she laughed. "you need to make a move too so he'll know that the feelings are mutual,"

"you're kidding," you snorted. "what do you mean by 'feelings'? theres no feeling between me and him," you continued.

"well, why is he always pick you up then? and why are you always so giddy around him? that is so not you.” she paused. “stop denying, can't you?" she laughed and ran to sawamura, leaving you lost in thought.

"what a good day, eh?" yuken responded after he saw yui run to his best-friend with the brightest smile.

ignoring yuken, yui realized something the started to touched her boyfriend swollen cheek. "eh? what is this?"

you had just arrived there, and a deep frown appeared on your forehead as well.

"hi," yuken greeted you.

"what is that?" again, yuken was ignored.

"why is everyone ignoring me today?" he whined.

you unconsciously grabbed his chin to get a better view. there was a blood stain at the corner of his lips. "did you fight?"

"no. it's makeup." he replied, grinning.

you rolled your eyes then yui asked sawamura, "what happened?"

"it was just a casual fight, don't worry,"

"casual?" you answered him absentmindedly. you just never understood how a fight could happen in casual way?

yui held back her laughter seeing your concerned face. you couldn't hide your feelings in a moment like this and it was just too much.

she linked her arm with sawamura, “let's go, i'll treat your wounds at my house."

you looked at yuken—who's already looking at you—when yui and sawamura left both of you at the front gate, inviting so many eyes to look.

"so?" he smirks.

"what?"

"you won't treat my wound too?"

you sighed. however, you still couldn't bear to see him injured like that. "let's go," you said then he happily followed you.

"you should change your hobby, for sure,"

you could hear him chuckle behind you. "any suggestions?”

you turned your head to him. “anything but this,” you pointed his bruises while glaring at him.

he raised both of his hands to his head level. “okay, sorry for making you worry,”

you grunted. “it's not like that,”

“so you're not?” he gasped dramatically. you clicked your tongue and fast walking to your house.

your parents were never be home before you and it was also your first time bringing a guy to your house so you were so nervous and had a heavy-head.

he chuckled noticing your confusion as you two entered your house. “can i sit here?” he asked, pointing to the sofa.

you nodded once. “y-yes.” then ran to get the water and a first aid kit.

he looked at you in heart eyes—without him knowing, of course—when you returned with busy hands. he helped with the water then sat facing you.

you took a deep breath quietly before turned to him.

“it must be the first time you've cleaned someone's wounds,” he commented when you tapped a wet cloth onto his corner lip.

you glared. “i'm trying, okay,”

he chuckled. “okay.”

“it must be a very common thing for you,”

he stared at your few-inches-away face before smirking.

“don't move your mouth.” you warned him while preparing the antiseptic on a cotton bud. he watched your every single move intensely.

you tilted his chin up for easier access then began applying the cotton bud to his lip. reminder, his eyes were not leaving your face the whole time, but luckily you weren't aware of that.

“don't move your head, odajima-san,” you nagged.

“you said i can't move my mouth, not my head?”

you hissed and with a sudden burst courage, you placed your hand on the back of his neck, trying to keep his head still. at the same time, your faces were getting closer.

he was surprised but he didn't let you know. he giggled to cover it up.

“all done.” you said as you placed the cotton bud on the table and you returned to his face to make sure you’ve had all the wounds treated.

yuken still had his eyes on your half-opened lips.

“y/n,” he called.

“hm?” you stared back.

“would a kiss be too much to ask now?”

“huh?”

the next thing you knew, something squishy touching your moist lips and moving at a very slow pace.

you could feel his hands were rubbing your cheeks while he closed his eyes. it wasn't something you expected and definitely was not a bad thing either. it just made you suddenly forget how to breath and you couldn't move your body. you didn't know how to respond properly.

a few seconds later, he backed away and your body was still frozen. he wiped your wet lips with his thumb and smiled a little.

“sorry,” he said innocently.

“no,” you regained your voice. “don't be,” you continued.

he looked at you in surprised, then chuckled. “okay, i won't, baby,”

#yuken odajima #odajima yuken x reader #yuken x reader #odajima yuken #high & low fanfiction #high and low #high and low x reader #high&low #high & low the worst #high & low the worst cross #high & low x reader #high and low the worst #housen #housen academy #hnl #highandlow x reader #high & low #highandlow

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