#headmaster always knows. >:V

[h0nkch0c0late]

i will literally do anything for jordan li x fem reader

enemies to lovers

Oh my God anon you are setting me up for such a good plot....you have too much faith in me.

Top Five

Jordan Li x Reader

SUMMARY: You and Jordan had always fought about everything. Whether it was because of something you two disagreed on, or a simple topic, but it was always mainly due to your Top Five rankings. While Marie was put in #1, you stayed in place at #3. As they say: the enemy to your enemy is your friend :)

WARNINGS: swearing, slight Gen V spoilers, implications of sex (not specifically written)

You and Jordan had been enemies since you could remember. Both of your parents had been close friends, and thought that their children would be the same.

That had never been the case, though, as you two had been each other's sworn enemies since the day you had met.

Why? Neither of you really had a reason. It had nothing to do with your powers, and most times your arguments had no real...argument. just pointless yelling.

But then, as you grew up, and you both entered Godolkin, it became more than just pointless arguments.

You spent every day trying to prove who the better person was. Which one was liked best, which one performed the best, etc...

It didn't help your case that Jordan was all buddy-buddy with the headmaster, Professor Brink, which let them be in with the popular crowd.

That didn't prevent you from being #3 for the top five, of course, but you were still upset.

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Its not like you weren't friends with the "popular" crowd either, being friends with Cate Dunlap and Andre Anderson had its perks.

The only downside was that you were constantly in the same room with Jordan when you all hung out together, and she INSISTED on glaring at you every time.

Your response to it was always sticking your tongue out at them like a child, to which they always rolled their eyes.

To you two, it was like a game of cat and mouse, and neither of you could figure out which was which.

To your friend group's eyes on the other hand, it was a game of "who will kiss who" first. They saw your constant fighting as blatant flirting that neither of you were willing to admit.

So, when Marie Moreau came to the school, and Luke had killed himself along with killing Brink, you two finally had someone to be genuinely enemies with.

After all, the enemy to your enemy is your friend, right?

So, while Jordan was thrown to #5, and Marie moved up to #1, you couldn't stop glaring at Marie every time you walked past her.

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As you walked down the path towards the dorm rooms, you had noticed Jordan standing there, clearly upset.

Ever since their rating had gone down, it was like they were a ghost to the rest of the school. You could relate, however, as being #3 wasn't as nice when the top 2 were being practically worshipped for something they hadn't even done.

So, gathering up your courage, you walked over to him, lips casted into a frown, "you okay?"

Her upset expression turned into one of annoyance (defense mechanism due to the fact her enemy was talking to her), and she groaned, "why do you care?"

You rolled your eyes, expecting nothing less from the supe in front of you, "because ever since Marie got to #1 and you got pushed, you've become a ghost. And you seemed pretty upset so...I don't know."

"You're still #3. You shouldn't be caring about anybody who's below you." They scoffed, their eyes refusing to meet yours.

You sighed, "the enemy to my enemy is my friend, I guess? Look, Jordan," You paused for a moment, "I know we aren't the best of friends, but I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I know how close you and Brink were and what happened fucking sucks."

Jordan's eyes moved to look at you, her frown slightly disappearing as she noticed that you actually genuinely cared. "Yeah, I'm fine."

You tilted your head, furrowing your eyebrows as you knew that they were lying, "there's no need to lie to me. We may hate each other but I do know you."

Jordan sighed, "can we not do this here?"

You gave them a look of confusion, "Okay...where do you wanna-"

You were cut off by Jordan taking your hand and dragging you off to their dorm room, and suddenly you found yourself sitting on their bed as they began to pace around. "Of course I'm not okay! Marie took all of the credit for something she didn't even do! She fucking took off! She ran! And it seems like I'm the only one pissed the fuck off about it because come ON! you did more than her! You actually tried to talk to him! You tried to talk him down and yeah it didn't work but you tried! And I fought him! Where the fuck is our credit, huh?!" Jordan ranted, getting angrier by the second.

Your frown deepened as you watched Jordan get heated, "Look, yeah, I'm angry I didn't get any credit, but at the end of the day, the rankings aren't that important to me. And yeah, I'm stuck at #3, but it's been like that for a while. I'm fine with not getting any credit because at the end of the day, it wouldn't have changed anything. You would have been #1, and Andre would have been #2. I care more about the fact that I lost a friend." You explained, standing up and walking over to Jordan, grabbing their hands in your own to stop their pacing.

She stopped in her tracks, her eyes downcast at your interlocked hands, head low to hide the rising blush that began to cover her cheeks.

"But I thought you did care. Yknow, our constant fighting and all?" Jordan questioned.

You chuckled, "Jordan, I constantly fought with you because thats what we do. We're supposed to be enemies, remember? Enemies fight."

Jordan stared at your hands for a bit longer before gathering the courage and looking up, "what if...what if I don't wanna be enemies anymore?"

Your brows furrowed in confusion, "what do you-"

You were cut off by Jordan planting their lips on your own, and you didn't hesitate to kiss back as your hands let go of their's and cupped their face.

And soon enough, you were back on her bed.

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It's a little rushed but fuck it we ball 😎

Also, how do we feel about me calling yall gentlebitches bc I find it kinda funny

#x reader #imagine #jordan li x reader #jordan li #gen v fanfiction #gen v #gen v spoilers #enemies to lovers

[islandoforder]

Hi just properly scrolled through your blog for the first time and wanted to ask a question:

Re: Riz should be class president post from over a week ago - why should it be Riz over Kristen now that the class president position has stakes? Is it because of Kristen’s inconsistent access to her spells in case she needed to defend herself? I’d love to hear more about your thought process regarding this - assuming your opinion hasn’t changed since making that post.

My thoughts personally are that character-wise, it makes more sense to me for Riz to be the one strategizing as the campaign manager, because he’s the one actually finding a lot of the traps the Rat Grinders have put out for them.

Whereas Kristen makes more sense to me as a candidate purely because of her charisma and good radar for social bs - her weakness, of course, being that she’s a bit of a wild card in her choices regarding the campaign. But at the same time, she’s been able to get away with wearing a soggy salsa hat in front of the entire student body and still maintain some chance for the candidacy.

Obviously, I’m ignoring the more mechanical aspects of this comparison. If that’s what you were referring to in your original post idk then. I’m still wrapping my head around how Riz rolls so well now, level 10 dnd shit is way over my head.

Sorry if this was long, I just wanted to express my thoughts as well as hear yours! Idk how far away we are from getting back to the campaign to class president, who knows what happens after they get back from fallinel!

hi! sorry this is such a late reply, i've been away and i wanted to watch the new ep before i started posting about anything d20 in case of unintentional spoilers haha

so i think part of it is that, imho, brennan intended the class president arc to be riz's:

kipperlily is a rogue, v type a, and a narrative foil to riz, and this would have directly pitted them against one another

riz needed extra credit things for his college app, like being involved in student govt/being student president

there's also something about kipperlily being fundamentally riz but richer

kristen's arc was clearly always going to be about cassandra, trying to regain her favour, or increase her popularity, or resurrect her

nara is the kristen foil this season (once again, kristen but richer)

everyone has like an individual arc this season except for riz, bc his was supposed to be student president

beyond all of this, i don't actually think kristen is able to take the student president stuff too seriously - every time she tries, she ends up doing a bit instead, at the steel workers union, at the middle school, even at the party. i actually think if riz was the candidate, he would manage himself, in the same way that fabian wanted to be the party house and arranges that himself, and adaine needed a job and worked on and got that herself. so like i agree that he's the best campaign manager, but that doesn't preclude him from being the best candidate as well??

also, frankly, a lot of the good social graces kristen has had this year are from riz putting in the hard work - him joining all the clubs and making those connections, him taking stress to give her more popularity, his own popularity, etc.

like i'm enjoying the silliness of kristen's campaign, but i'm kind of with sklonda on this - riz would be a better candidate, and it is to some degree a shame that he's putting this much effort into running a campaign for someone else. if they legit need the student body president bc they'll become proxy headmaster, then i think a more serious campaign with riz at the helm and finally having his time in the spotlight is not a bad idea!!

#elijahtries #chatting away #riz gukgak #brian murphy #kristen applebees #ally beardsley #dimension 20 #d20 #fantasy high junior year #fantasy high #fhjy #like i'm def enjoying this unhinged and not always logical campaign but it does make more sense to be riz on a couple of diff levels i thin #it's too late now i'm p sure #but he does deserve it!! #kipperlilly copperkettle #brennan lee mulligan

[lianreine]

random#1 (Dorm LeadersXGN!MC)

Am I the only one who wants to imagine yuu/mc liking all the dorm leaders(sorry if you do not like the poly or reverse harem but that's what you get in my small diary/blog) and just not telling them cause they don't know if it would work or if they would even accept and then rook will find out cause...its always rook...and rook can't hold his tongue and spill to Vil

Now if mc just becomes the prefect of Ramshackle and in the next school year the mirror actually gets students assigned to Ramshackle the headmaster would have to fix it up (aka blackmail) so, in the end, mc/yuu will have to attend those house warden meetings. Vil sneaks a few glances at Mc/yuu, after the meeting is over mc/yuu will quickly leave and before they do Vil will "accidentally" slip up V: Leaving already? you don't wanna confess anything? (sorry if its not how vil will say it) and mc would just slowly turn and look at Vil, Vil having that smug look and Mc rushing out...and...yes you can just go and imagine. (I'm not that good at imagines so I'm sorry-)

#twst leona #vil twst #twst rook #twisted wonderland #twst kalim #riddle rosehearts #ruggie bucchi #ace trappola #trey clover #cater diamond #deuce spade #jade leech #jack howl #jamil viper #kalim al asim #azul ashengrotto #vil shoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia #leona kingsholar x reader #vil x y/n #kalim x yuu #riddle x mc #azul x mc #vil x you #idia x y/n #mallues draconia

[josnhoes]

In a regular au of twisted wonderland but Yuu is a girl and keep it hidden quite well enough to pass as a guy with feminine features

And witch character of your choice say break in the Ramshackle as always but this time they discovered with Yuu wear a simple dress that the ghost given her as spear clothes since it laundry day, cooking in the kitchen singing a song from their world

I like listening Caravan Palace - Moonshine, since summer is nearly over and it fits well somehow

Content warning fem!mc/yuu

Pretending to be a man was fairly easy. Crowley had provided a binder since he couldn't let the school's reputation suffer. Which was insulting that a woman being at the school would make the school look bad. You know it's really so word doesn't get out about his tremendous screw up in calling a magicless human into this world and forcing her to be slave labor. You knew that was his game.

There was ups and downs to the act. You had to miss a week of in person classes every month or the beast men would catch on, and while it was nice to not have when you were angry being excused as hormones or being irrational the sting when you got called an asshole was new. Freeing in a way too.

A big downside to it all is the lying. You feel so much guilt keeping this from everyone you had made friends with. But you didn't know what would happen to you should it come out. Would you be forced of campus and made homeless? You didn't have an offical paperwork her so you couldn't get a job job. There was just too much to worry about more important then your guilty conscious.

A long day was ahead of you, it was Sunday which meant laundry day. The crow had set up a washer and drier in the old dorm you were in, and your friends all knew Sundays you cleaned so no one showed up. It was an unspoken rule, if anything happens on a Sunday you were on your own. Even Crowley managed to respect that.

You cleaned diligently as the washer ran in the background. The gentle rhythm of the water relaxing you as you swept. You didn't even noticed you had begun to sing. Swaying with the broom like a dance partner, the hem of your dress swishing with the movement. For this moment you weren't lost in another world, or afraid of what will become with. You were calm and Tranquil, flourishing as you sung and the repetitive actions.

Of course the peace never pasted long; as you finished your song you heard clapping and froze. If you didn't turn around they wouldn't know who it was. "This is not what I was expecting when Rook told me to check in on you prefect."

Vil the perfectionist had seen and while he was the least likely to spread the information it was Rook who had told him to check on you so two people knew.

"V-Vil! What brings you here?" Play dumb!

"I had thought you where injured by the way my vice-warden was behaved so I came to check on you. But little potato I can't believe you kept this from me." Vil seemed legitimately hurt.

"I've kept it from everyone. I have to."

"Then tell me why you *had* to." The dorm head of Pomefior sat on on of the chairs. And explain you did, you told him everything. The headmaster behavior, your fears, and how worn out you were. The guilt of keeping this silent. The washer had been long since done by the time you finish your venting.

"You should tell everyone, you have made many friends and powerful allies her potato. Even Malleus is indebted to you for solving his overbolt incident. That's more then enough power and influence to keep you safe alone, but you have myself in your corner too and I am quite good at pr." The blond had a point. Maybe you should come open, say fuck the self proclaimed generous man who made you an indentured servant.

"And if I *don't* want to?"

"Then I'll help you keep it secret." You were lucky Vil wasn't the type to hold things over your head. "But you'll have to join me on a date or two off campus."

Well you thought he wouldn't hold it over your head.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader

[tinyidle]

a-z (g)i-dle nsfw headcanons: kim minnie (nicha yontarak)

WARNING: smut, small fluff, switch!minnie, switch!reader, gen (fem main) reader, male genitalia mention, all fiction ofc

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)

she's not as sweet as you'd think lol. she'll be very sleep when you wake up from your sessions though

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

she likes her mouth, especially on you. as for you, she likes your hips. anything that shows off your waist makes her physically drool.

C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)

do it all over her. she loves that shit everywhere, especially on her tits.

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

she would one day want you to gag her while forcing her to cum again and again. or force her to fuck you until her hips turn red. but since you like to sub, it could never happen :(

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

she has enough experience to make you feel good. had penetrative sex? maybe. oral? definitely.

F= Favorite position

doggy style is always fun, but her absolute favorite is actually not a position. she likes to see you get yourself off as she watches and taunts you, or herself getting off as you're forced to watch. humiliating exhibitionism.

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

during sex the only time she'd ever be slightly playful is through kissing or overstimulation. but moreover she takes intimate time very seriously.

H= Hair (grooming habits)

i feel like she has a small bush that she only grows out for freaky deaky times, especially if you say that you love it.

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

she likes it rough, mainly because sex for her is playtime. if you ask her to be soft ste would. for like only one time

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

*imagining her with a cock* no because she only gets horny when you're around, so she'll just call you over and propose to fuck lol

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

sadism and masochism, especially scratch marks and spankings. she just loves them you know?

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

the answer is bedding. a couch, blankets on the floor, duvet, bed. as long as it's cushioned enough she'll want you.

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)

either bratty behavior or you begging her. if you beg her i promise she'll give you what you want.

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

no harsh markings. she wants you to be red, not blue, purple or gray. if she found out that she broke skin, she'd lose it; kissing the areas, treathing them, apologizing profusely to you and then isolating herself for a while to reflect on how 'horrible she is'. please assure that you're fine :((

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

headmaster. she loves to give a lot more than receive tbh. like sometimes she'll sit you down and rile you up just to suck your cock and balls/ clit and lips. will leave you shaking at the end

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

her pace is steady, sometimes teasingly slow to agonizingly fast. unpredictable fr.

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

never happens she loves taking her tome with you.

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

shet so freaky that i bet she's been to orgy parties and came out the longest running person there.

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

girlie can last, and i mean last last. once she tired you out after having three hours of constant sex-- and she was doing most of the work!

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

other than a vibrator and maybe a strap, i don't think she's a toy person. her fingers and tongue are the toys lol

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

unfair is her middle name. nicha unfair yontarak. kim unfair minnie. loves to see you cry from her constantly teasing and edging you.

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

grunts and groans more st of the time, especially when she's doing most of the fucking. yells melodically when she cums.

W= Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)

your ass was stinging from the slaps, hut you couldn't help but moan once she let one last blow to the butt hit you. honestly you fell in love, and so did she when she saw you crave for more.

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

long and thick and proud of it. you might cry if you see it fully erect :((

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

surprisingly she doesn't long for sex that much. only when you are is when she feels horny.

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

is a caring queen. she knows she tires you out so expect her to treat you well and even baby you. if you one day top her, expect her to whine and become the cutest baby for you :(

hope you guys enjoyed this! im honestly not feeling the a-z like i was before, but i already started, so im gonna try to continue it til all the girls are done.

#gidle smut #minnie smut #gidle headcanons #kpop smut #gg smut

[empiredesimparte]

Jean: I know you would have liked to have had a more extensive military education. There is really nothing to stop you, Your Majesty. Napoléon V: Do you think so? Jean: Of course, you are the Emperor after all.

Jean: I always wanted you to have a military education, but your father had other arrangements with the Ecole Polytechnique.

Napoléon V: Arrangements?

Jean: Yes. Did he not tell you anything about this? Napoléon V: I don't think so. Jean: The headmaster of the school helped your father with, you know, his coup. It was a way for His late Majesty to thank him.

Napoléon V: I see… I didn't understand why he forced me to go to that school. It was famous, of course… Jean: Indeed.

Jean: What do you intend to do about it now?

Napoléon V: I'd like to specialise in the French Navy after Polytechnique. Jean: I'll find out for you. We'll talk about it again soon. You are right to persist in this path. Napoléon V : Thank you, Jean, for everything.

⚜ Le Cabinet Noir | Park of Compiègne, 5 Floréal An 230

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⚜ Traduction française

Jean : Je sais que vous auriez souhaité suivre une éducation militaire plus poussée. Rien ne vous en empêche réellement, Votre Majesté. Napoléon V : Le pensez-vous ? Jean : Bien sûr, vous êtes l'Empereur après tout.

Jean : J'ai toujours souhaité que vous suiviez une formation militaire, mais votre père avait d'autres arrangements avec l'Ecole Polytechnique.

Napoléon V : Des arrangements ?

Jean : Oui. Ne vous a-t-il rien dit à ce sujet ? Napoléon V : Je ne crois pas. Jean : Le directeur de l'école a aidé votre père pour, vous savez, son coup d'Etat. C'était une manière pour feu Sa Majesté de le remercier.

Napoléon V : Je vois... Je ne comprenais pas pourquoi il m'obligeait à aller à cette école. Elle réputée bien sûr... Jean : En effet.

Jean : Que comptez vous faire désormais à ce propos ?

Napoléon V : J'aimerais me spécialiser dans la marine nationale après Polytechnique. Jean : Je vais me renseigner pour vous. Nous en reparlerons bientôt. Vous avez raison de persister dans cette voie. Napoléon V : Merci, Jean, pour tout.

#simparte #gen 2 #sim : louis #sim : jean #sims 4 royal #ts4 #royal sims #le cabinet noir #sims 4 fr #sims 4 #ts4 fr #ts4 royalty #ts4 royal #ts4 royals #ts4 royal simblr #ts4 royal legacy #sims 4 royal story #sims 4 royalty #compiègne

[ask-professor-fig]

Musings of an old man (V)

Of course she always held a facade of sorts; a mask of a strong, composed, young witch who unfortunately carried the future of the wizarding world on her shoulders. Yet she always seemed to carry it with poise. Ever since the beginning of the school year, through classes, battles and trials alike, she was able to command the grounds as if she had constructed them herself. 

But in one moment, one small instance in time, the facade cracked and the mask slipped.

I was teached my class of second year students when Professor Onai knocked at my open door, a puzzled look drawn on her features. It was a look most of us professors were familiar with, but to be on the receiving end of it was still not the most pleasant feeling in the world. I left my class with a textbook reading while I followed her into the hallway.

She disclosed a premonition she had received in her own class. Of course it was a bit hazy, as were all the ones pertaining to her, I would eventually come to conclude, but it was foreboding nonetheless. Professor Onai was able to give me a location, and the color red. Anger? Passion? I couldn’t quite pin that part down yet, but at least I could find her. 

It was in times like these that I was thankful for quiet locations like the Underground Harbour, somewhere remote in the school where we both knew she could slip unnoticed if need be. This unfortunately happened to be one of those times. 

She was seated on a further dock, shoes and socks taken off, her feet slipped into the water. The calm waves were gently lapping at her ankles. Even from the distance of the door I could tell how tightly her arms were wrapped around her body, practically forcing herself together. She didn’t hear me as I slowly made my way to her side, or if she did she made no indication of it. She only reacted as I began to sit down next to her.

“Oh, for Merlin’s sake! Your knees!” She practically jumped out of the water, trying to get me to stand back up. Leave it to her to worry about an old man’s knees. I laughed as I stopped her gently and continued my way down, the two of us now sitting on the dock. 

“So-”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” She knew what I had been sent for, of course she did.

“Alright.” We sat there for a few more minutes in silence before she hung her head lower and sighed. She had been crying before I showed up, and revisiting the topic only seemed to bring the tears back on… something I felt guilty for conjuring again. 

“I was foolish… I embarrassed myself.” She went to wrap her arms around herself again but before she could I linked one of my arms into hers. This brought the tears to full force, unfortunately. 

“I made a suggestion, it was something stupid… gods, why can’t I just keep my ideas to myself? It would save myself so much trouble and embarrassment if I could just stay silent!” Embarrassment… red is the color of embarrassment. I let her continue for a moment, airing out her grievances for the harbour and I to hear, before I took the arm that was linked with hers and grasped our hands together. 

“I’m sure it wasn’t a stupid suggestion… You don’t tend to have stupid suggestions. As for keeping your ideas to yourself? Well, I can assure you my year would have been rather dull thus far if you had done that.” I managed to get a scoff… it was better than nothing at the moment. “We all get embarrassed, constantly. Merlin knows how embarrassed I got the night of your sorting ceremony when our dear headmaster questioned our arrival right in front of you!” She was nodding now… progress.

“These emotions are unfortunately a part of what makes us all human, and it is rather tedious that we have to deal with them on a daily basis. But I’ll tell you what…” I waited for her to look at me, her eyes slightly puffy and red, tear tracks running down her cheeks. 

“I would gladly deal with weeks of embarrassment if it meant I got to spend more days with a more confident you.” Even though the tears continued, a smile formed on her lips instead. We sat there for a few moments before my knees did end up getting a little stiff. After managing to stand, I opened my arms to her, an inviting smile on my own face.

She hesitated, her own smile faltering. 

“I’m going to overthink this… I know I will. I’ll catastrophize this until it seems like the worst threat to the world."

All I could do was motion for her to come to me with one of my open hands. She bowed her head, sighed, and practically fell into my embrace. I could feel her body trembling slightly as I held her, her arms wrapping around my torso as they did. 

“And maybe you will, but I’ll be here for you through it all. And I know whatever happens, no matter what, you can handle it.”

#ask professor fig #professor fig #eleazar fig #hogwarts legacy #did i write this in half an hour? absolutely #this one was personal #and not going to lie i either might edit or delete it in the morning #but i needed it out of my head #musings of an old man

[amortentva]

student  file:  valerius  snape  ✶  21,  cisman,  he/him,  half-blood,  ravenclaw, second  year,  magical  art.  member  of  wizards  chess  club.  can  be  described  as  passionate,  meticulous,  guarded,  elusive. wanted connections. pinterest.

“i’m not used to being loved. i wouldn’t know what to do.”

full  name.  valerius  xavion  snape.  aliases.  vale  is  what  he  usually  goes  by,  sometimes  he  goes  by  v,  and  many  call  him  snape.  age.  twenty  one  years  old.   birth  date.  march  twentieth,  two  thousand  one.  house.  ravenclaw.   blood  status.  halfblood.   wand.  eleven  and  a  half  inches,  hornbeam  wood,  unicorn  hair  core.   pet.  black  sphynx  cat  named  mysaria.   spoken  languages.  english.

parents.  severus  snape  (  father,  alive  ),  lyanna  snape,  née  wilkes  (  mother,  alive  ).  siblings.  none,  to  his  mothers  dismay.   before  aurelius.  attended  anthelm  in  west  midlands.

lyanna wilkes was never severus snape's first choice. she was no lily, who rejected him for his fascination with the dark arts and the prejudices he shared with his slytherin housemates, but she would do. wilkes was a pureblood witch that he attended anthelm and later aurelius with, and the two only married and produced an heir due to lyanna's insistence. she had a fascination with him for years while he only had eyes for lily, and in an attempt to attract his attention had even magicked her blonde hair auburn to mimic the muggleborn witch. somehow, it worked, but only after lily became pregnant with her firstborn – it finally clicked that he would never be able to separate lily from james, and so he settled. years later would bring about the birth of valerius xavion snape, and some children are simply born with tragedy in their blood.

the apple of his own mother's eye, but always a disappointment to his father – he was no son of lily evans. with severus' standard being a fantasy of what he could've had with his first love, valerius could never measure up to such unrealistic expectations set for him. spending each and every day fighting with his father to defend his own existence was exhausting, and complaining to his mother got him nowhere. lyanna had loved severus longer than she'd been a mother, and she had no qualms with excusing his detached, cold demeanor. where vale was meant to bloom and blossom into his own, his roots became frozen in the palace of ice he was forced to call home.

anthelm was vale's refuge. he never went home for his holidays, and begged the headmaster to let him stay for the summers although they never found enough reason to allow such a thing. the anthelm castle was quiet over the holidays save for the portraits always talking to one another, gossiping as they always do, and there was nothing for vale to do but sit and listen. it was so fascinating, the way someone's likeness could be captured in a portrait and not only speak, but know all that the real counterpart did, even centuries after death. eventually, his curiosity got the best of him and he spent weeks gathering books on magical art until he had the courage to lift a brush to an empty canvas.

positive.  passionate,  perceptive,  omg  i  need  to  think  of  more.  neutral.  meticulous,  traumatized!!!  negative.  reticent,  guarded,  elusive.

character notes. headcanons, school notes, and more

he  loves  wizarding  chess!!  it's  probably  his  favorite  activity,  and  u  can  find  him  pretty  much  anywhere  (  even  at  a  party  )  in  some  corner  playing  against  a  ghost or portrait  or  some  fellow  student  he's  somehow  managed  to  talk  into  playing  with  him

he  used  to  date  ripley's  sister,  laura,  up  until  recently.

vale enjoys talking to the portraits around school, and he's on good terms with many of them

doodling in the margins of books is a guilty habit of his, so sorry if you end up with anything he's taken from the library

more  info  is  coming  soon  i  just  wanted  to  get  this  posted  so  my  brain  stops  telling  me  i  Can't  Do  Anything  Else  ♡

#aureliusintro #mwah

[worldismyne]

The Longest Sleepover Ch1

Summary: The first year of school did not go as planned for Harv and he's never felt more alone. That is, until a loud kid from the saga studies course decides they're best friends now.

(Year 1 AU, Harv deals with homophobia, Finn is oblivious.)

Series: Warrior U

Pairing: HarvFinn

Rating: T

Ao3 Link

One year of wandering around in the sewers with nothing but a bow and arrow. That was Finn's punishment for refusing to pick up a sword and shield for prerequisites. At the time it seemed safer, little did he know there were things living in the sewer. Strange mutated creatures that survived off of magic polluted filth, weird lich nests and worst of all...

"Finn, there's another one!"

Other bards. 

Two other classmates had been sent into the labyrinth with him. One was a foppish scholar with a gift for the mandolin and the other was a drummer from the Scottish isles. Both of them were loud, clumsy and argumentative. In a place where they really couldn't afford to be. They were also both useless in a fight.

"Take care of it yourself." Finn said.

"But you're better at dealing with them." Shad batted his eyes. Wicked little liar, Finn still couldn't aim for shit, he was just good at hitting things with other things while his 'friends' ducked for cover and shouted instructions at him on how to fight better. If not that, then they were giving him notes on how he could improve as a musician. Which was impossible, because playing music down here just attracted more monsters. It was a vicious cycle that Finn was more than anxious to break.

"That's not going to work on me again." Finn hissed. "You threw your bow staff in the water on the first day! The only reason I'm 'better' is you never tried in the first place."

"I feel like we're saying the same thing." Shad shrugged.

"Guys..." Beatus looked away from the squabbling pair at a brilliant white light. "It's open." The monsters hissed at the foreign light, scuttling back into the shadows far away from their potential prey. Finn pushed Shad and ran toward the exit, basking in the light of day for the first time in a year. Sweet fall air greeted him in return.

Never again. 

"Well, that was a good bonding experience." Shad laughed a little as they made their way into the vast practice yard. Beatus and Finn glared at him silently. Everyone else seemed to have gone home for the semester. "What don't you feel closer as friends?"

"No man." Beatus sighed.

"Friends!?" Finn nearly threw his sewage-soaked weapon at the other bard. "We are not friends. You can find another pack mule, I quit."

"Oh come on Finn, don't be like that." Shad rolled his eyes. "I mean, who else are you going to talk to at school?"

"Not you." Finn dropped their stuff on the ground along with his bow and arrows. "I don't need you. I'm a people person. I could make friends with anyone I want, like..." He saw someone sitting on the steps outside of the school. "That guy."

"Finn," Beatus rose an eyebrow, "that guy's obviously in the warrior track."

"Doesn't matter." Finn turned heel and stormed toward the stranger. "See you never." The other two watched Finn walk up to the stranger.

"He'll come back." Shad sighed. "He always does." He looked down at the pile of grime soaked gear and then up at Beatus.

"I'm not touching it." Beatus sneered back.

-v-

Harv had lost track of how long he had been sitting outside of the school. Final grades for the year were in and they were not good. He had done a half decent job on combat it was the other subjects he had struggled in. Everything else had been D's and F's. The headmaster said he had two choices, repeat the year or give up.

His family barely had enough money to send him to school in the first place, they'd be devastated. He was the good one, the one they always depended on, and he'd let them down. He failed. Now he was sitting on the steps trying to delay the inevitable. 

"Hey." Harv's eyes were closed, he didn't recognize the voice, they probably were talking to one of their friends. "Hey, you." Someone kicked his leg. He startled up and looked up at a blond kid he didn't recognize with a harp strapped to his back. "I need a new friend, my old ones..." He looked over with a grimace at two other bards fighting over who had to touch a pile of soiled gear. "I just need to make a point. Come to my place and I'll treat you to dinner?"

Harv looked up at him blankly for a few seconds, the gears slowly turning once more. That sounded like an excellent way to procrastinate on going home. Even if the invitation was a little odd.

"Sure?" Honestly, what did he have to lose at this point.

"HA!" Finn shouted across the school yard. "See? Me and-" He looked back at Harv and muttered quickly. "What's your name?"

"Harv?"

"Me and Harv are going to a sleepover and you're not invited!" He stuck his tongue out at the other bards. 

"Yeah, sure you are Finn." One of them laughed back.

"Oh, that little-" Finn cursed under his breath. "Come here." He grabbed Harv by his arm and helped him to his feet. "You're just jealous that Harv and I are going to have sooo much fun and you're not." The two bards kept laughing at him.

"I'm so confused." Harv wasn't sure who to look at or if he was supposed to say something specific.

"You can be confused at my house, come on." Finn started to lead Harv in the general direction of his house. "Don't pull away, just, wait until they're out of sight." Harv sniffed the air with a frown.

"Did you guys come out of the sewer?"

"Just keep walking." 

-v-

As soon as they made it away from the town square, Finn let go of his new friend's arm. People had been staring at them, something Finn was used to, but Harv had looked ready to bolt at a second's notice. He just needed enough people to see them together to rub it in Shad and Beatus's stupid faces. 

"Sorry about getting sewage on your arm." Finn sighed, ready for the inevitable to happen.

"It's fine..." Harv wrinkled his nose. "As long as you don't mind me washing up once we get to your place." Finn paused, and watched Harv walked past him. "What's wrong? Isn't that where you said we're going."

"No, yeah, I just never had someone want to come over before." Finn laughed a little. He let himself get a little more excited, now knowing his claim wasn't all talk. Bickering with the same two people for a year really warped his sense of reality. Now that he was walking in the forest that led back to his home, with someone who'd let him talk by his side, he felt a wave of energy come back he hadn't realized he lost. 

They made their way up to the witch's house and Finn excitedly knocked on the door. Immediately he was scooped up into his mother's arms. She kissed his cheek and hugged him so tight something in his back popped. The last piece of the puzzle had been found and he felt a weight leave his shoulders. 

"Oh sweetheart, I've missed you so much! Don't ever go running off for that long again. I nearly tore that whole school down to its foundation looking for you." She pulled away with a grimace. "Where were you, you smell-"

"Don't ask." Finn really didn't want to hear an 'I told you so' lecture so soon after getting home.

"And who's this?" She looked over his shoulder at Harv, who felt entirely out of place and a little more apprehensive of going in the house now that he knew the witch lived here.

"This is my new friend!" He got set down again and ran to drag Harv by the wrist inside. "We're going to have a sleepover, and swap stories, and I'll be able to play the harp again; but first a bath."

"That's probably a good idea. Does your little friend have permission from his parents to be out late?" Harv flinched, a little ashen at the thought. "I'm kidding, relax." She laughed, but Harv still felt guilty for coming here instead of going straight home.

"Actually, can I use your phone, I should..." He was starting to feel ill to his stomach. Leenan frowned a little and sidestepped to show the sitting room.

"Sure." He picked up the phone and started talking to someone on the other end.

"Hey, Rhodri can you tell mom- No, don't!" He tensed up, and his shoulders sagged. "Hey dad..." He started talking in a voice so quiet that Leenan couldn't pick up on the rest.

"Finn, why don't you get washed up and I'll send your friend up after he's finished." She started ushering Finn toward the stairs. "I have a feeling this might take a bit."

-v-

After Harv had delivered the news over the phone, he felt the full weight of the other shoe dropping. No amount of washing up or strange sights could fully distract him at this point. He had been leant clothes a few sizes too big and shown to Finn's room. The knowledge that all of this was temporary hung over his head like a sword.

Silence had never felt so physical, so painful before. Outright rejection would have been one thing, it would have been easier to navigate, easier to turn to anger to cope. Instead, the last few weeks, when Harv had come home, there was this palpable silence he couldn't avoid. His mother would be her typical cheerful self, dancing around questions about why he hardly saw his brothers playing in the house anymore. His father would only ever talk to him about stuff relating to school, and now that he'd failed, Harv heavily suspected that would be it. He'd just be politely ignored until one of the cures finally worked and the anxiety around the house finally cleared. 

Now that the whole church knew, the silence had bled into the streets. 

His close friends had quietly put distance between them, still kind, but he could feel it. He felt it in every careful word, every lit of excitement at the discovery of a topic that wasn't that. They cared for him, they were worried about him, but there was no home he could turn to where the silence wouldn't follow. 

"So, I sleep up against the wall." Finn gestured to a large stack of pillows on an obnoxiously pink bed. "And you can sleep here." He gave the other side of the queen-sized bed a pat and Harv just stared at him blankly. 

"Finn... I can't do that."

"Is there not enough pillows?" Finn frowned and looked at the one pillow he had spared for Harv. "Well, we could grab some cushions from the couch."

"That's not..." He didn't want to ruin this place too, he'd just gotten here. 

"Oh, I get it, people don't actually sleep at sleepovers." He ran to a bookshelf looking for a blue and gold cover. "Here we are." He flipped through the pages. "Let's see: blanket forts, ghost stories, we already did a make-over kind of, midnight snacks, games. Do any of these sound interesting to you Harvey?" Finn looked and immediately his face changed from excited to concerned. Harv could feel his face grow hot and his eyes getting misty. It hadn't even been six hours and Finn was already looking at him like that. "Harvey what's wrong?" Curse those words, and curse the fact he couldn't hear them without wanting to cry.

The next thing he knew there was a blond in his personal space, touching his cheek with a cold hand before pulling him in for a hug. The last of his self-control snapped and he could feel the tears dribble down his face and onto Finn's shoulder. He wished he could catch his breath long enough to answer any of Finn's questions, even if the answers would be disappointing in the end. 

It felt so good to be held by someone again.

"Why don't we start with the fort?" Finn rubbed the back of Harv's neck with small gentle strokes. "We'll make the biggest fort we can, and then have the snacks in the fort! Two birds with one stone." He pulled back, squishing Harv's cheeks together with his hands. "I'll start getting the extra blankets from downstairs, you grab any cushions you can find." Finn dashed down the stairs, leaving Harv alone in the pink room to collect himself. It was obvious all Finn really cared about was having a successful sleepover, but Harv could handle that. He could make the silly fort and keep the bard distracted. He was a little out of practice, but it was nice to have a concrete goal to focus on, something achievable. And maybe he could count on Finn's obliviousness a little more than he first assumed.

He could put all the over decorated pillows and cushions in a pile.

That would make Finn happy.

If Finn was happy, maybe he could put off going home another day. That would be nice. Staying in a room constantly filled with the voice of someone wanting his company was nice. Anything was better than silence.

#warrior u #harvfinn #little finnharv things #fanfic #WU fanfic archive

[stonewallprepbulletinboard]

Gossippy Gossip

People! People shut the fuck up! I have got some Gossippp for you. Who knew all you had to do was lock people’s junk up to get them to get all drama llama. Your girl is like a pig in shit over here. Ok, ok. Breath bish. Breath. Ok. I’m ready. Let’s do this. 

So you all know the deal with this Locktober thing so I won’t say anything else. Except let’s just take a moment to appreciate how fucking kinky our Headmaster is. Like who sits around thinking of kinky ways to fuck with us that fucking he can make into a portmanteau. Or whatever the fuck that is. Props Headmaster FP (Grand Master Flashy Pants to you and me). Anyhow, let’s get to the juicy stuff. I think I just gotta start with the head to head match up of Logan v. Jones. Right? I won’t say I didn’t see this coming, because those gears were grinding the second they met, but I didn’t expect all out war. Ok, fine, all out popularity poll. No wait anti-popularity poll. I got my vote in how about you? And because I’m a shit disturber here’s the link right here. But since I do not want either of these hot heads on my ass I’ll be keeping my own vote on the DL. 

What’s not on the DL is how Oliver Smythe feels about keeping his hairy canary caged up. That boy accepted a whooping and an electric shock collar rather than just lockin’ it up. Don’t know whether to be impressed, shocked, or just twerk in front of him to see what happens with that collar. 

Now, while that shit put the lic in public, Brother Ollie isn’t the only soul not down with packaging up his trouser sausage. Sky Evans has himself a stylish zappy collar too. Doesn’t seem to be keeping the little guy down though. I’ve seen him zapping across campus for days. Or maybe he’s always vibrating like that.  On a less cheerful note I’ve heard tell that the stress is getting to our own little swimming pool jell-o chef Austin Fabray. He seems to have gotten himself into a spot of trouble. Is it because of the cage? I don’t know for sure, but you all tell me. Seems a little coinkydink right? Come on Chandler give the guy a break. Who can think straight when their little brain is getting squished? Am I right? 

But listen, just so you don’t think I only enjoy hearing about people fucking their shit up, I’ve got some good news. Stonewall’s very special little puppy Alejandro Lodge has got himself enough points to be claimed and I’m sure we’re all sure which alpha wolf is going to jump on that, like a dog in heat. Wonder how Mr. Confidence for Days Logan Lodge feels about his kid brother beating him to the finish line? Shh, shh... positive. I’m supposed to be keeping this part positive. Congrats Alex. You deserve it you little tail wagger. 

Welp, I think that wraps it up for me today. I’m pretty sure there will be plenty to talk about after the masquerade. There’s always lots to talk about after the masquerade. But hey maybe y’all can make some predictions. Which siblings will accidentally fuck or at least accidentally fuck the same person... at the same time? Which member of faculty will expose themselves? Which enemies will go down on each other in the middle of the dance floor? Who will go overboard with their costume? Who will show up in a sheet with the eyes cut out? Message me bitches and tell me what you think. Until then this is your girl Mayhem Molly, signing off. 

#tntgossip #tnttea #yep changed faces #changed name #changed style #lol

[thepastisalreadywritten]

By SYLVIA HUI | 28 September 2023

LONDON (AP) — Michael Gambon, the Irish-born actor knighted for his storied career on the stage and screen and who went on to gain admiration from a new generation of moviegoers with his portrayal of Hogwarts headmaster Albus Dumbledore in six of the eight “Harry Potter” films, has died. He was 82.

The actor died on Wednesday following “a bout of pneumonia,” his publicist, Clair Dobbs, said Thursday.

“We are devastated to announce the loss of Sir Michael Gambon. Beloved husband and father, Michael died peacefully in hospital with his wife Anne and son Fergus at his bedside,” his family said in a statement.

While the Potter role raised Gambon’s international profile and found him a huge audience, he had long been recognized as one of Britain’s leading actors.

His work spanned TV, theater and radio, and he starred in dozens of films from “Gosford Park” and “The King’s Speech” to the animated family movie “Paddington.”

He recently appeared in the Judy Garland biopic “Judy,” released in 2019.

Gambon was knighted for his contribution to the entertainment industry in 1998.

The role of the much loved Professor Dumbledore was initially played by another Irish-born actor, Richard Harris.

When Harris died in 2002, after two of the films in the franchise had been made, Gambon took over and played the part from “Harry Potter And The Prisoner of Azkaban” through to “Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows Part 2.”

He once acknowledged not having read any of J. K Rowling’s best-selling books, arguing that it was safer to follow the script rather than be too influenced by the books.

That didn’t prevent him from embodying the spirit of the powerful wizard who fought against evil to protect his students.

Fiona Shaw, who played Petunia Dursley in the “Harry Potter” series, recalled Gambon telling her how central acting was to his life.

“He did once say to me in a car — ‘I know I go on a lot about this and that, but actually, in the end, there is only acting’,” Shaw told the BBC on Thursday.

“I think he was always pretending that he didn’t take it seriously, but he took it profoundly seriously.”

Born in Dublin on 19 October 1940, Gambon was raised in London and originally trained as an engineer, following in the footsteps of his father.

He made his theater debut in a production of “Othello” in Dublin.

In 1963, he got his first big break with a minor role in “Hamlet,” the National Theatre Company’s opening production, under the directorship of the legendary Laurence Olivier.

Gambon soon became a distinguished stage actor and received critical acclaim for his leading performance in “Life of Galileo,” directed by John Dexter.

He was frequently nominated for awards and won the Laurence Olivier Award 3 times and the Critics’ Circle Theatre Awards twice.

A multi-talented actor, Gambon was also the recipient of four coveted British Academy of Film and Television Arts awards for his television work.

He became a household name in Britain after his lead role in the 1986 BBC TV series “The Singing Detective,” written by Dennis Potter and considered a classic of British television drama.

Gambon won the BAFTA for best actor for the role.

Gambon also won Emmy nominations for more recent television work — as Mr. Woodhouse in a 2010 adaption of Jane Austen’s “Emma,” and as former U.S. President Lyndon B. Johnson in 2002’s “Path to War.”

Gambon was versatile as an actor but once told the BBC he preferred to play “villainous characters.”

He played gangster Eddie Temple in the British crime thriller “Layer Cake” — a review of the film by the New York Times referred to Gambon as “reliably excellent” — and a Satanic crime boss in Peter Greenaway’s “The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover.”

He also had a part as King George V in the 2010 drama film “The King’s Speech.”

In 2015, he returned to the works of J.K. Rowling, taking a leading role in the TV adaptation of her non-Potter book “The Casual Vacancy.”

Gambon retired from the stage in 2015 after struggling to remember his lines in front of an audience due to his advancing age.

He once told the Sunday Times Magazine:

“It’s a horrible thing to admit, but I can’t do it. It breaks my heart.”

Gambon was always protective when it came to his private life. He married Anne Miller and they had one son, Fergus.

He later had two sons with set designer Philippa Hart.

Sir Michael John Gambon CBE

(19 October 1940 – 28 September 2023)

🖤🪄🖤

#Michael Gambon #Albus Dumbledore #Dumbledore #Harry Potter #Sir Michael John Gambon

[n1et]

12, 40, 67, 97

For the ask game

Alright, this'll be the first time I post on pc and also my first time using markdown on tumblur, so excuse me if the formatting breaks horribly. 12. name of your favorite playlist? I don't actually listen to a lot of music but I can think of 2 playlists I really enjoyed: [The Mouth experience](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sF-bVWosp7o&t=6498s) by [Neil Cicierega](http://www.neilcic.com) which is comprised of 4 seprete albums; [Mouth Silence](http://www.neilcic.com/mouthsilence/); [Mouth Sounds](http://www.neilcic.com/mouthsounds/); [Mouth Moods](http://www.neilcic.com/mouthmoods/); [Mouth Dreams](http://www.neilcic.com/mouthdreams/), in that order. I also listened to the entierity of [Everywhere At The End Of Time](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wJWksPWDKOc) by [The Caretaker](https://web.archive.org/web/20101113050438/http://brainwashed.com/vvm/micro/caretaker/index.htm). Which isn't something I'd do to relax but was actually quite an experience. If you have 6 hours to spare I recommend listening to it at once in it's entierity. . 40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school? I've once accidentally incited a riot at my school, after my killer sense of humour was way too much for one gal. For a bit of context the school I used to attend had no real panalty for being late, untill one day the principal decided to write down all the students that were late and keep them from going into their clasrroms untill the next period, to not disturb the lesson. (I think that if a studen comming in late is a significant disturbance that's the teachers's fault for stopping the lesson just to reprimand them, but oh well) So I went to the locker area which is a level lower then the rest of the school. There were some students in there already (I think there were 4 other people?) one of which had a miniature copy of the constitution that she borrowed for an assingment. I made some small talk, everyone was very anoyed, less for missing their first lesson but more for having to sit in the hall silently for almost 45 minutes. I asked for the copy of the constitution and started reading it as I had nothing better to do, untill I reached a passage about the country not having a right to withold education. In a strike of brilliance I have decided to joke that the school witholding our right to attend classes was unconstitutional as the school system is a subses of the government. One of the girls there took it very seriusly. She went to the school library, took out 40 or so copies of the constitution and rallied another 80 or so people in the comming hour. In retrospect I'm quite impressed, but the vice headmaster didn't deserve all that flack, Mr. Cząstka, the one who came up with that idea, wasn't at the school anyways. And Ms. Hupert, my beloved language teecher, had to deal with the shouting crowd outside of her office. I really should apologise to her for that some day. . 67. good luck charms? There used to be a yearly pottery sale at my primary school(first 6 years of education). I always bought one gold painted elephant about the size of a big coin (idk? think bigger then a quater?). As far as I know elefant statues are considered good luck charms where I live(or at least in my family) so I really liked them, tho I never caried them around much. . 97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized? 4 including my cell number, that's not to say I don't remember cell numbers I just don't have many people I keep up with over the phone

#I really hope this posts well #I already had to rewrite the entierity of the playlist section once #it's either something wrong I did with the syntax or markdown doesn't play nice with draft editing #that's what I get for trying to back up my work on this god forsaken site #tho I have to say the mardown interface looks lovely #it even colours your links #very nice #also preemptive sorry for all the spelling #I can not be bothered to check all that #edit 1 #I have no idea what went wrong #I just fixed the text and I'll repost it #hope it works #edit 2 #it did not work

[nikosarc]

As much as I hate it... I think Shade's Headmaster is actually hinted to be male. They're name dropped in "After the Fall" as Professor Theodore (and I think at one point they may have been referred to w/ male pronouns??), so like... gender bend of Dorothy lmao? Part of me is still holding out that it's just the last name tho & is actually a badass lady.

rip my hopes and dreams of a badass hot headmistress lmao

#i suppose i can hope it's their last name #but also im assuming the final headmaster will be based on the scarecrow #i know we associate qrow with the scarecrow but he doesn't really demonstrate any characteristics or allusions to him the way ironwood oz a #*and leo do #and i always assumed oscar was dorothy #but theodore is v close to dorothy so idk #Anonymous

[archived-kin]

xiao does romance bad

note from kin: this is set in the same universe as this zhongli piece! here’s a cheat sheet for the au, but if you don’t want to read all that, it’s a basically just a modern au where zhongli is a history professor and yanfei and xiao are his adopted kids, with the family name zhao ^^

i’m also planning to do another part for yanfei so basically this modern au series is just three [name]s seducing each member of the zhao family

i didn’t specify reader’s height but i did write this with reader being taller than xiao in mind! also you’re a little bit of a dumbass but you are v sweet (and unintentionally suave), plus you have a cool scarf, so i think that makes up for it

fandom: genshin impact

character(s): gn!reader, xiao, zhongli, yanfei, lisa

pairing(s): xiao/reader

warning(s): xiao says he hates you like three times (but don’t worry he’s lying to himself)

genre: fluff :D

Xiao likes to think that he lives a relatively peaceful life.

He’s a creature of routine and order; he does what he’s used to, and doesn’t like to deviate from the norm. He goes to bed at the same time every night, wakes up at the same time every morning, and sticks to a self-imposed daily schedule so strict that it’s as if some invisible headmaster is threatening to beat him if he goes off-timetable.

He keeps all his things in carefully arranged and memorised locations, always returning them to their rightful places whenever he’s done with them. He cleans out his room almost weekly, disliking clutter, and can’t help but tidy his sister’s often messy room too - without everything where he remembers them being, he simply can’t go on without feeling uneasy.

When he does do things out of the ordinary, it’s almost never without any forewarning, and that’s because Xiao doesn’t like it when unexpected things happen. He doesn’t like surprises, and he doesn’t like it when he’s placed in situations he doesn’t have control over.

Which is why he hates you so much.

You and your constant happy-go-lucky grin, your infuriating little quips, and that stupid scarf that catches his eye every time you walk by. You never follow any kind of pattern, and you never do or say what he expects you to. You’re as unpredictable and ever-changing as a buzzing dragonfly over the surface of a pond, going every which direction whenever it suits you, and Xiao is always getting caught in your ripples.

He sees you everywhere, around the university campus, in the corner of a cafe, sitting atop one of the fences in his favourite park, even just walking past his house just as he happens to glance out the window. And that’s the worst part - because he never knows when you’re going to show up and disrupt his day with that smile of yours that always makes his heart rate leap—

No! You’re an infuriating distraction, an unrelenting thorn in his side that never, ever follows the rules. All you do is get in his way - all you are is a nuisance. And nuisances should be ignored until they go away, right?

So why, Xiao wonders late one night, staring at his ceiling as he tries to get to sleep - why can’t he stop thinking about you?

Every time he closes his eyes, your face swims into view again, half-obscured by that damn scarf, eyes crinkled at the corners as you smile, calling out to him with no regard for the eyes you attract the attention of. Even as he rolls over, shoving a pillow to his ears in an effort to block out your voice, you only seem to get closer - you only seem to appear to him with even more clarity.

He raises a hand to his cheeks. When did they get so hot?

Xiao doesn’t like the things that disrupt his daily routine. He doesn’t like the way you make his heart pound just by walking by, the way you make him feel like he’s about to implode on the spot with a simple smile. He doesn’t like the fact that you’re around every corner he rounds, on the other side of every road he crosses. And he most certainly doesn’t like you!

He sighs, biting back the urge to let out a frustrated scream into his bedsheets as he hears Yanfei shift in her bedroom next door. One thing is for sure - he is absolutely fucked.

You don’t leave his mind after that night, either. He finds you cropping up in his thoughts at the most mundane of moments and the most inconvenient of situations - in the middle of waiting in line to get the groceries scanned, writing up essays at the dinner table with a mug of coffee, sitting at the back of one of his father’s fancy guzheng performances with his sister vibrating excitedly beside him...no matter how far he is from you, your face just keeps coming back to him.

And, one day, he decides that he’s had enough.

“A-Fei,” He says urgently, practically kicking in his sister’s door, “I need your help.”

Yanfei perches her reading glasses on her head and turns to give him an unimpressed look. “You could have knocked.”

“Whatever,” Xiao dismisses, throwing himself onto her bed with a huff. “I need you to help me with something.”

“I heard you the first time,” She shakes her head, marking her place in her enormous law book and setting it aside. “And you never call me A-Fei anymore - unless you want something. Go on, then, what is it?”

Xiao raises his head, glancing back and forth as if someone might be listening. “It’s about… someone.”

She raises an eyebrow. “You mean that [Name] person that you’re obsessed with?”

“I—” Xiao scrambles to sit up, feeling his cheeks flush. “I’m not obsessed with them!”

“Yes, you are,” Yanfei says matter-of-factly.

He opens his mouth to make a protest and finds none. He feels himself wilt. “...yeah, I am.”

“At least you’re admitting it now,” She says with a smile, spinning back and forth in her chair and swinging one leg over the other. “That’s progress. Alright, then, what do you need help with?”

“Well…” He dips his head, cupping his chin in his hands and staring shame-facedly at the enormous deer plush sitting in the corner of Yanfei’s room. Their father had gotten it for her birthday about two years ago, and never has it made Xiao feel more victimised than right now. It feels like it’s judging him with those beady little glass eyes.

“A date?” Yanfei guesses. “You want to ask them on a date?”

He chokes on his inhale and starts coughing furiously. Yanfei rolls over in her chair and helpfully thumps him on the back.

“That’s a yes, right?” She asks as he takes a deep breath. Is it just him, or is the room suddenly a lot hotter than before?

He shakes his head, but it’s more of a ‘I can’t believe you’ shake than a ‘no’ shake. “I don’t know…”

“Well, do you like them or not?” She cocks her head to the side. “If you do, you ask them on a date. If you don’t, you don’t. Simple, right?”

The way she words it makes it sound like child’s play, but to Xiao, this matter is about as simple as brain surgery. “It isn’t as easy as that.”

“Not easy how?” She asks patiently. It feels kind of like their roles have been reversed - like Xiao’s suddenly become the younger sibling in need of guidance from Yanfei instead of the other way round. He might have laughed if he wasn’t going through mental turmoil comparable to a war zone where all the soldiers have your face.

“Not easy like…” He pauses and groans into his hands. “Like I don’t know what I’m feeling.”

“You never do,” Yanfei teases, poking him in the forehead. “Remember when Dad came back from that trip and you didn’t know how to tell him you missed him, so you just bit him really hard on the arm?”

Xiao feels himself flush even redder. “That was ages ago!”

“Calm down!” She hurriedly placates as he throws himself sideways, slamming his cheek into her blanket with a low groan. “I’m not saying you’re going to bite [Name] if you try to talk to them or anything.”

Xiao mutters something indiscernible in reply. Yanfei shakes her head. “You’ll never know if you don’t try, right? You don’t even have to say it’s a date. Just invite them to study with you or something.”

“I don’t even know what they’re studying,” Xiao replies defeatedly, turning onto his back and staring up at the  glow-in-the-dark star stickers he helped her put on the ceiling back when they first moved in. “They’re going to think it’s weird if we’re not even taking the same degrees.”

Yanfei sighs. “You’re not going to go with any of my ideas, are you?”

Xiao doesn’t reply, raising his hands and planting them firmly on his face. His sister sighs again and lies down next to him.

“You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to,” She says after a moment. “But, I’m just saying - I don’t think you’d regret it if you did.”

Xiao pulls his hands away from his face and drops them at his sides, releasing a slow huff of half exhaustion and half resignation. “...why do you want me to talk to them so much?”

“‘Cause you clearly like them, stupid,” She replies with a snicker. Xiao absently reaches over and punches her in the arm. “Besides, don’t you think it’s a bit too much of a coincidence that they keep showing up everywhere you go? I reckon they’re trying to catch your attention.”

He turns his head to look at her, but she’s staring up at the ceiling. He turns back and does the same. “...what do you mean?”

“You know that story Dad told us about the two birds always flying past each other?” She asks. “And then they start falling in love because they just keep seeing each other, and every time they do they notice something about each other that makes them even more in love. That’s you and [Name].”

She thinks for a moment, then adds, “I mean, the birds do both get shot down by a hunter at the end, but that probably isn’t going to happen to you.”

Xiao chuckles dryly. “Could’ve done without that last part.”

“I’m just saying,” She retorts. “That’s how the story goes.”

They both lapse into silence. Xiao’s eyes unfocus on the star stickers until he’s barely seeing them at all. He doesn’t know what to feel.

I hate them. That’s not true, and he doesn’t think it ever has been. He doesn’t hate you - he hates that you have such an effect on him. He hates that you’re able to just waltz into his life and completely throw his day into disarray as soon as he sees your face - he hates that he just can’t continue with his comfortable schedule without you distracting him every five minutes.

But love? He’s barely even said anything to you! The majority of the conversations he’s had with you have consisted of you spouting off something both moronic and suave at the same time for about five minutes at a time as he either attempts to stutter out a response over the sound of his heart going a million miles an hour or just flat-out ignores you. Hell, the only reason he even knows your name is because he overheard a friend addressing you - he doesn’t even know your surname, let alone know you well enough to have caught feelings.

Xiao’s never considered himself someone who’d give their heart away that easily. If he’s going to fall for anyone, it’d have to be after he’s known them for a while - or, at least, that’s what he used to think. Now he isn’t sure.

He isn’t sure of anything now that you’ve come into his life.

Love. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Xiao is terrified to use that word right now. Before, love had been a simple thing - he loves his father, and he loves his sister. That had been all he needed to think about… but this is a different kind of love entirely. And he isn’t even sure if he’s feeling it!

If not ‘love’, then… I’ll just call it ‘like’. Like is easy to understand. Xiao likes a lot of things. He likes cats, he likes his motorbike, he likes walks in the snow. He likes… you.

One day he’ll have to face the facts, but the facts can wait - especially when they’re so difficult to understand. For now, ‘like’ works. Maybe it’ll make sense once he knows you better.

And, if he wants to know you better, he’s going to have to actually talk to you.

As it turns out, though, since the universe apparently hates him, he doesn’t have nearly enough time to formulate a plan. Not even three days later, you corner him in a local bookshop.

“‘Sup,” You say with a toothy grin. You’re reaching over his right shoulder to grab one of the books on the shelf behind him, practically nose-to-nose with him. “Long time no see.”

He stares wide-eyed at you, unable to even respond. He feels like he’s going to start steaming at the ears at any moment. Is this what ascending to a different dimension feels like?

“[Name], dear, stop kabedon-ing our visitors,” calls the pretty lady at the counter, setting down her cup with an amused smile.

“Aw, c’mon, Miss Lisa!” You pull away, and Xiao releases an enormous sigh of relief. Having you in such close proximity is clearly far too dangerous for him. He starts edging to the door. “I was just grabbing a book!”

‘Lisa’ giggles. “You can conduct your romantic escapades somewhere where I’m not trying to make a living. Ah, what’s this? Are you buying all of these, darling?”

Xiao looks over to see a young man with an enormous stack of textbooks struggling to set them down on the front desk. His cheeks are a bright pink, and he can’t help but wonder - is that what he looks like around you?

“Miss Lisa’s real popular with the lads,” You whisper conspirationally, suddenly right next to him. Xiao jerks back aggressively in surprise, nearly knocking a bookshelf over. “And the ladies, too. Cool, right?”

“Uh,” is all Xiao can say in reply. If Yanfei was watching this, she’d be laughing her head off.

“Miss Lisa’s the best,” You continue with a grin. “Uni’s all well and good, but I’ve got bills to pay, you know? So I help out here whenever I can, and she gives me plenty to pay everything off. Hey, you should try working here too! We can be book assistant buddies!”

“Uh,” Xiao repeats. He feels like a broken record. Despite the fact that he doesn’t really have any need for extra wages, he finds himself nodding.

You immediately light up like a Christmas tree. “Nice! I’ll let Miss Lisa know!”

Xiao raises a hand and thumps at his chest as you turn to do just that. Then you pause and take a step back again. “Actually, it looks like she’s busy right now…”

Xiao follows your line of vision. The man with all the textbooks is still here, making a miserable attempt at small talk. At the very least, Lisa seems to be entertaining him.

“It’s all pointless, really,” You say, your voice low once more. You duck further into the shop, away from the front desk, and Xiao can’t help but follow like a lost duckling as soon as you beckon him. “Miss Lisa can get real flirty sometimes, but she’s not looking for any beaus right now. Says she doesn’t want to deal with love just yet.”

Xiao can sympathise with the sentiment. If he could just choose not to deal with these feelings, just delete the butterflies that start bouncing around inside him when he’s with you - well, he’s not sure if he’d be any happier for it, but at least it would make life simple again.

“To each their own and everything, but I think love’s pretty cool,” You say, leaning against the wall and giving him a lopsided smile. “Haven’t found anyone who likes me enough to put up with me yet, though. Still, I reckon love’s one of those things you’ve just gotta wait for, you know?”

“Right,” Xiao says, strained. Well, at least it’s not another ‘uh’. This is why he hates it when he runs into you like this - he never manages to say anything of substance.

“You look kinda hot,” You comment, cocking your head to the side. Xiao nearly combusts on the spot. “No, I mean, like - you’re going all pink.”

You reach out, and before he’s even able to register it, your hand has landed on his forehead, and he basically shuts down right then and there. “Whoa, you’re really burning up. You sick?”

What kind of Wattpad fan fiction is this?! Xiao wouldn’t be surprised if he did actually get a fever from this - or if he just burst into flames. Every single muscle in his body has seized up, and he doesn’t think he could move even if he tried.

You pull your hand away, and he barely has a moment to breathe before you’re touching his cheek with impossibly gentle fingers. “You shouldn’t running about in shops if you’re sick. Take care of yourself.”

…I can’t deal with this.

You jerk back in surprise as Xiao abruptly ducks away, nearly knocking a bookshelf over. You catch it, but the weight of it in your arms prevents you from following him as he sprints out of the bookshop, head ducked to keep his scarlet face hidden.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, He chants to himself as he runs, clenching at the fabric of his shirt over his chest. I am absolutely fucked.

#unedited #genshin impact #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact x reader #genshin xiao #genshin zhongli #genshin yanfei #xiao x reader #fluff #flustered xiao is my new favourite thing :))) #is he ooc??? i feel like he's a bit ooc #ah well #zhao family #modern au

[worminstuff]

mcyts as teachers

in my brain. lol. thisisjustmyopiniondontattakpls

dream smp edition!!!

i got way to carried away HOLY

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Mr.Wastaken - math

he’s that one math teacher dude whos friends with all his students

funky👏tys👏 and👏 button ups👏

somehow teaches everything so everyone understands

the students won’t bully eachother if he bully’s them first.

everyone does their work and then when everyone is done and just chillin, he’ll tell a story or just talk to them

Mr.Blade - english

he’s that english teacher that if you ask the right question they’ll go on a tangent and you’ll get to not do work for like 30 minutes minimum.

Mr.Blade seems mean but is super sweet to his students. (especially the quiet ones)

never makes them do presentations

Mr.Jacobs - history

is 100% best friends with his students.

so many handshakes

Mr.Karl is literally the best dressed teacher there is and is so nice to all his students. he is easy going on grading but is a tad hard on late work.

totally doesn’t sneak off to kiss coach sapnap sometimes

Mr. Quack - spanish

HOLA NIÑOS

gets so hyped with his students.

kahoot kahoot kahoot sm kahoot

Mr.Quacks class is the one everyone hopes they get and constantly looks forward to. thinks like baking spanish food, watching spanish soap operas, and many more fun ways Mr.Quack has thought of to show them different aspects of spanish culture

Mrs. Nihachu - art

the classroom the kids with anxiety sit in during lunch

gives her students hugs whenever they need them

has art her students have made for her all over her classroom walls and desk

drawer full of candy

Coach Sapnap & Coach Punz - PE

LETS GOOOOOOOO

so scary. they are so so scary.

also the sweetest somehow.

the duo is always constantly trying to create new games to keep students active and they work hard to make sure everyone is happy and being included if they want to, or have an alternative if they don’t.

they play in team games like kickball and get HELLA competitive, it makes for a whole lot of fun inside jokes between them and their students.

the smack talk- holy-

Mr.Fundy - furry science- jk. biology

the👏most👏fun👏science👏teacher

every time they have labs he wears a funky lab coat and goggles

his students make fun of him and he loves it

is a tough grader but makes the class easy and makes it a comfy place so kids won’t be scared to ask questions when they need

electives:

Mr.Notfound - engineering

he’s the type of teacher to put up a video on days he’s tired

actually really enjoys bantering with students, and is super lenient with how much they can talk during classes

a lot of his work is hands on so there’s many bits and bobbles around his room and it’s always a mess

“you’ll need the stuff for the soddering machines but i’m not actually sure where they are...”

the students are well aware that class is WAY more fun when Mr.Notfound is in a good mood.

Mr.Wastaken drops by when he has free periods cause he loves to annoy visit Mr.Notfound

Teacher Eret - sociology

his room is the safe space where you go if you need a good hug or a good cry

kids also eat lunch here

memes on da walls and things hanging from the ceiling

talks with his hands and laughs with the students when they mock him and do it when he does

“TEACHER ERET! you will not believe what sarah did!!” “tell me right now!”

Mr.Dude - comp. science

is always asking students how they feel like they’re doing

brings lunches for students he notices not having any

“snack break anyone?” opened drawer full of goldfish

stands in the hallways during passing time so he can watch out for his kiddos and make sure no ones being mean to anyone

high-fives all the time constantly

Mr.Soot - drama

literally so dramatic all the time for no reason

relentless hamilton references

he’s the type of drama teacher to adore his students and have them adore him back. he loves hearing all the unique ideas and loves to watch kids grow into their shell as they take his class

his favorite thing is watching quiet kids learn they love acting and become more confident

students share their own scrips and plays they write and he absolutely melts every time

Mr.Shlatt - political science

the teacher that everyone tries to get mad cause it’s funny

starts arguments between students because he loves to watch kids grow into their opinions and learn to debate with others

teaches them how to win arguments and it blows up in his face cause they start using his tactics against him

Mr. Halo - self defense

no 🚫 swearing 🚫 zone

gives the biggest hugs to kids that seem sad

he teaches in mostly talking ways where he explains everything but he also loves demonstration lessons

he always has kids talking to him about other teachers that may annoy them or have given them a bad grade because Mr.Halo always has their back

Mr.Skeppy - money management

he’s that one teacher that isn’t really close with his students but every once in a while he’ll get a group of kids that he enjoys and it makes the class a lot more fun

pizza party after tests if everyone passes

actually holds meme contests for literally no reason

Mr.H - hospitality

has whiteboard desks in his class cause he is THAT cool

is always asking kids what the drama is atm cause he wants to be in the know

has holiday party’s in class for EVERY holiday. if you have him as a teacher you’ll be celebrating every holiday for however long you have him. he just lives for a good party.

also has a snack drawer

Mr.Frost - horticulture

shelves and shelves of plants. gives his fav students ones to take home

literally the sweetest teacher, every student understands you can not be rude to Mr.Frost it’s just criminal to do so

another huggy teacher. he just loves his kiddos with his whole heart

the least amount of work for a class out of all of them

he’s definitely that teacher thay takes his class outside every chance they get, and the students l o v e it

staff:

Mr.Minecraft -headmaster/principal

he’s the reason the school has like 0 REAL trouble makers.

everyone’s scared of him, but only because they don’t want to disappoint him.

he creates the best rallies and makes school events fantastic

100% dances at school dances sometimes

Mrs.Puffy - councilor

everyone adores her. even other teachers.

she councils Mr.Wastaken when he needs dating advice. *cough cough* Mr.Notfound *cough cough*

literally 3 drawers full of snacks.

is the founder of their schools GCA and it’s the best thing

let’s kids skip class in her office when they have a panic attack or are to anxious to go

had to have a chat with Coach Sapnap because of how many kids were coming from his PE class having panic attacks (he felt really bad, he’s just intense sometimes)

loves to sit in on Mr.Quackitys classes

Teacher callahan - substitute

he subs in sometimes and when students find out Teacher callahan is subbing that day they freak the fuck out

so much kahoot

how can one man start such party’s without speaking a word

terrorizes Mr Wastakens classes when he can and LOVES to pop in on the PE classes especially when they’re doing something wicked fun and he feels like beating sapnap at something

#dreamsmp #dreamteam #dreamwastaken #dream team fanfic #dream smp #badboyhalo #dream fanfic #sapnap #/rp dreamsmp #dreamsmp school au #callahan #nihachu #hbomb #antfrost #skeppy #karl jacobs #punz #captain puffy #fundy #wilbursoot #philza #eret #quackity

[alreadyblondenow]

Vampire Play | Lee Jeno

▸ Jeno x reader ▸ Fluff, Angst, Smut, Vampire au ▸ HALLOWEEN SERIES: 127 HOUSE ▸ 2/5 for NEOHALLOWEEN writing festival hosted by @nct-writers

Summary: The division of upperclassmen vampires and the humans at school, is the only thing that’s stopping Lee Jeno from loving you entirely. Like how vampires hide in the shadows, your growing love for each other is needed to be kept hidden because Jeno’s family cannot be involved with a human such as you. The family name should stay pure and untouched.

Word count: 9k

Warnings: Discriminations between vampires and humans, blood, more blood, heavy vampire-human bullying, blood sucking, swearing, mentions of other idols, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, stalking, teenagers breaking the school rules, not a warning but Jaemin is a big character here. Mentions of coffin, period blood jokes, starving students 

A/N: Pure fiction and inspired by some movies of course. Regarding Jaemin, idk tell me if I should make his story. He was the first one to have a human girlfriend so... Inspired by Vampire Academy, Slaughterhouse Rulez. 

Taglist: I hope I didn’t miss anyone, if yes please do message me so I can apologize huhu @ovelha-colorida-v @huangxx @soondaengie @sunshinedhyuck @your-kpop-cafe @bumblebeenct @joyfuleggsfishbanana @floweringtheflowers @neosculptures​

The sound of the school bell welcomes you to your new school as your parents drop you off and watch you reach their dreams. That’s right, theirs. This isn’t what you wanted, but thinking about how your parents worked so hard for you to have a great education is enough push to force yourself to study and like this place. It was their dream for you to go to an exclusive school such as 127 House. A place where the finest kind of vampires go to school, and a place where rich humans like you are given the opportunity to have the same education.

Sounds fun? It does, but the division between humans and vampires is taken seriously in 127 House. Actually, it’s not a division, it’s discrimination. 

Yes, you go to the same school with the vampires but those bloodsuckers are treated royalty. Humans are not allowed to be friends with vampires, talking to vampires is strictly prohibited, fornicating with a vampire is a major offense, and having a relationship with a vampire can get you kicked out of the school. It says in the student handbook that they have all these rules and divisions to protect the royal bloodsuckers and to maintain peace and order inside the school. 

“You’re going to do your best, right?” your mom asks, you see the headmaster waiting for you to say goodbye to your parents. 

“I’m going to be fine, drive home safe, okay? See in you on Christmas” you hugged them and gather your things and walk towards the headmaster. The house is all white you noticed, even the door is white and you thought that the house will finally have some color once you enter the premises, but no. It’s still white and the place feels cold. White walls, white ceiling, no ray of sunshine, well that part is understandable. At least the interior is nice. 

Before the assembly officially starts, you’re blessed to have a friend to at least warn you and tell you about the dos and don’ts in this school. Yeji, your nice roommate. Being a sophomore transferee is not easy, because no one does that. Literally, you’re a fresh meat, in a house where 50% of the population is vampires. You’re the only transferee and that makes you an automatic target to the bullies. High school. 

You fixed your things and made your bed, you make sure to look presentable on your first day of school. Going to school in the evening is something new to you and you pray that you don’t sleep in one of your classes tonight. Given that it’s a vampire school, humans are required to adjust and follow the vampire time table. That means sleeping during day time and having classes in the middle of the night. 

“Stop fidgeting, or the cold bloods and other humans will make fun of you” Yeji whispers while you two come down the stairs and head to the main hall. You scan your surroundings without turning your head too much and try to observe secretly. Not much happenings, for now, the only thing you found out is that human students are all dressed in black uniforms, all looking rich and righteous. Not your normal high school classmates.  

As you enter the main hall, the vampires are not yet seated in their rightful place. Humans are all seated at the back and are not allowed to chatter loudly, and vampires are seated upfront with teachers and higher ups, they can do whatever they want. You have never seen a vampire up close, you just imagined them to look pale and lifeless, that’s all nothing special. 

“Hey,” Yeji whispered so quietly, you barely heard her. “Once the vampires are here, don’t you dare look at them, no head-turning, wait for them to be seated” you nod your head as an acknowledgment of what Yeji said. Being a transferee is making you anxious already even around your own kind, now you’re curious what can a vampire’s presence do to you?

Soon, she nudges your elbow and told you to look down because they’re finally here. In the corner of your eye, you don’t see any of their reflection on the shiny and clean floor of 127 House, but you hear footsteps and low chatters, the air became cold like their bloods while they were walking on the aisle and that alone gave you goosebumps. 

When it’s finally allowed to look upfront, curiosity is swallowing your mind. You didn’t listen to the one talking in front and you spend the entire time looking at their backs. All dressed in white with a small shade of light blue, pure like their families, even from behind they all look like gods who blessed the Earth with their presence. Each and every one of them, are very beautiful, if the men looked like gods, the ladies looked like angels without wings but with fangs. 

One vampire definitely caught your eye. Blonde hair, skin as white as snow, sharp jawline, perfect nose, and dark almond eyes. You can’t stop looking at him and you can hear your heart beats faster than usual for no reason. “Lee Jeno” Yeji whispered to you while keeping her eyes upfront. “He runs this school and everyone is afraid of him, he’s from a family that breeds the purest vampires of all time. Filthy rich, untouchable, can speak seven languages and oh, every girl in this school fantasizes about him. But not me of course, I fantasize about Hyunjin over there” you looked in the direction that she told you. 

As soon as the assembly is finished, you’re back to bowing your heads until the last vampire leaves the room. You realized that this is going to be your new life for a whole year and until you graduate from this school. One day at a time, you sigh and tell yourself.

High school is high school. But every day in 127 House is like a game of chicken with all these bloodsuckers bullying humans. Being invisible is almost impossible, they always find a way to make fun of humans. The bullying system made you change yourself. You used to be a fun person and you love talking to your friends, but now you go to class, listen to new learnings, avoid every vampire you see, go to church every Sunday, and do it again. Human or not, you try to avoid friendship.

Day by day, you spend it exactly how you spend it yesterday. It was sickening and boring, you miss your family and friends and you wonder if they miss you too. The only coping mechanism you’re allowed to do is read books in the huge old library of 127 House. Luckily, the other students aren’t interested enough in the books that this library holds. They prefer eBooks, and they all use the new library where computers and tablets are used instead of actual books. The old library was your safe place, away from the abnormalities that the world holds. You go here before you go to school, and spend your whole day here every weekend alone and unbothered. Or so you thought. 

Little did you know, there's a pair of eyes who watches you in the shadows of the tall bookshelves whenever you visit. The same pair of eyes are amused whenever you smile while reading a book. The same pair of eyes is slowly being fond of you each day passes. Of course, he wouldn’t dare bother you in your safe place, he’s not that cruel or selfish. But one fine day, he decided to show up.  

“You’re new here” 

You were just about to get out of a dusty aisle when suddenly a man dressed in white and blue cornered you. As quick as you can, you covered your face with the book that you’re holding and didn’t dare look at his perfect form and completely avoiding the cold blooded man. 

This is their way to put humans in trouble, they talk to you and pretend that they wanted to have a decent conversation, but no. One moment they’re staring in your eyes like you have the same status in life and the next thing you know, you’re in the headmaster’s office for a scolding. It’s one of their many ways of bullying humans. Vampires are all bullies, they enjoy it. 

“Hey, I’m your senior and I’m talking to you. There’s no one in here, it’s just the two of us” he reasons out, frustrated because you won’t even look at him. Still avoiding his holy presence, you walked past by the vampire as fast as you can but he followed you until you reach your seat. What’s with these cold blooded creatures? 

“If you don’t talk to me, I’ll make up a story and tell it to the headmaster. If you leave, I’ll tell him you touched me” it was a threat and you don’t like it. Even so, you stopped fixing your things and took a sit. He sat on the table across you with his books and his notebooks, you figured he has some studying to do. 

“I’m Jeno” 

“I know” your responses were quick and straightforward as possible. 

“So what are you reading?” he asks, you see him holding his pen, ready to write down notes perhaps. He doesn’t look like the cold blooded Jeno that you usually see during general assemblies or free period. Now, he looked like a person, who’s pale but still handsome and ethereal. You lift the book and showed him the cover to answer his question, you didn’t even bother to let out another word from your mouth. It’s obvious, he’s trouble. 

“What’s your name?” he asks while writing in his notebook. 

“Y/n” 

“How's your stay in 127 House so far, Y/n?” his smile was inviting, and you know that you shouldn’t stare because looking at his perfection is like committing a sin, but you couldn’t help it. You took the chance to get a better look at his face. For the first time.

“Sorry I have to go” and just like that, you gathered anything you could reach from your stuff and leave your other things on the desk. You can always come back during the daytime, where they’re all asleep. You bolted outside the library and with heavy breaths, ran back to your dorm room and did not tell anyone what happened. 

Talking to Jeno even though it was barely a conversation was like stealing a huge amount of cash from your parents. Even though he looked nice the whole time, you still can’t trust the man. With that, you can only hope and pray that the Lee Jeno did not make up stories just for his entertainment. 

The next day during the general assembly, you saw Jeno in front with his usual vampire might. Even more ethereal than yesterday. As you go on with your day, you went to class with caution. Hoping that you’re not going to be called to the headmaster’s office. And thankfully, you survived the day. What a relief, you thought! You headed back to the library to get the things that you left yesterday and to your surprise, your stuff was nicely organized. He fixed your things and left you a note. 

Sorry to have scared you. -L.J

You read his short note over and over again, smelling the scented paper that he used, it smelled like a rose, and didn’t notice him sneak beside you because you were busy putting your stuff inside the bag. 

“You’re back,” he said a little lively, and it completely startled you that he almost gave you a heart attack. Given that the library is huge and quiet, your squeak echoed and surrounded the place. And again, you avoided his gaze and tried running away for the second time but he’s quick to block you. 

“Hey, didn’t I earn your trust? Not even a bit? I don’t bully humans… they just happened to be scared of me” he explains. Still, it doesn’t make any sense to you. “Look, I’ve been watching you read a bunch of books in here for days. And this has been my favorite place ever since I stepped foot in this house, no one dared to enter this wretched library. We could share” he hands you your notebook from the desk and you accept it slowly. 

“Okay,” you said, still uncomfortable with his godly presence. 

“If we're going to be friends, you should stop doing that. It will not kill you to have a decent conversation with me. As I’ve said before, we're alone in here” 

Friends? Who told him you wanted to be friends with him? 

“Not that you actually care, but I’ve read almost 30% percent of the books here. They’re quite old but golden…” He continued talking about books like the smell of your blood doesn’t bother him at all. It does. But he would rather hold his breath than losing the chance to be friends with you. By the end of the day, you brought some books that Jeno have recommended you read. It kept you all night, turning pages until you finish one book, and the next thing you know you’ve finished reading all of them. He was right about the books. The vampire has taste. 

During your next meeting at the library, you talked about how the books that you’ve read and he was happy that you loved them. “Show me more?” it was not a request, but it was your move and the only way you could give back to the kindness that Jeno showed you. 

Books after books and after a few days, you and Jeno became comfortable with each other. Comfortable enough to laugh and make jokes as if you’ve been friends for a long time now and completely forgetting the cruel world outside the white walls of the library. It was a growing friendship. A unique friendship that you’re both aware of.

Little did you know, that the vampire has grown a huge crush on you. He has never seen someone so full of life and be happy with even the smallest of things. You’re the epitome of simplicity but also too much and too good for him.  

“Hey, are you even listening to me?” Jaemin slapped his friend with his free hand while they were busy feeding. He noticed that his friend was spaced out for some time now, smiling alone like an idiot, and there’s something different with Jeno these past few days. “Ohhh. I get it. You have a shiny new toy” Jaemin teases Jeno while taking a sip of cold blood. 

“You’re the one who toys with the humans, Jaem not me” Jeno defends, taking a sip of his cold blood too. 

“So what are we going to do this time? Make them cry, huh?” it’s easy for Jaemin to talk about things like that. Jaemin bullies mostly human girls, he’s quite irresistible with those pearly whites, perfect fangs, sexy built.

Jeno chuckled and smiled at Jaemin, “I’m going to love this one. She’s different from the other humans, she’s not selfish. She just wants to survive high school and she loves books” there was a smile on Jeno’s face while he was talking about you, something Jaemin never thought he would witness. Jeno is in love. He gulps, knowing all too well that his friend is in danger. 

“For how long?” Jaemin asks nervously, hoping that there’s still hope to pull Jeno out of this dangerous situation. 

“For three. Lovely. Weeks” he smiled, oh so lovingly to his friend again. “Don’t tell the others, please” Jeno knew that he could trust Jaemin no matter what, and for that, he’s thankful. 

 You and Jeno continued being friends, see each other in the library, spend hours and hours talking and knowing each other deeply. And as you continue with this friendship, his handsomeness is becoming harder and harder to avoid each day that passes. “I like your smile. You should smile more often” you blurted out, feeling brave to talk like that to Jeno. He smiled at you in return, his eyes became small and full of life even though the man has no soul. It’s like he has this duality that whenever he’s outside the library, he is this cold blooded creature but when you’re alone together he is this funny guy who’s clumsy and talks too much. 

Of course, you don’t know, but Jeno goes to the library not because of the books anymore. He just wants to meet you and be with you, make him forget about the world that he grew up to, make him forget that he’s a vampire. Let him admire your beauty, be drunk on the smell of your blood. For Jeno, feeling your warmth near him makes him feel that he does exist in this world. 

The truth is, he’s disgusted with the world outside this library. Sick of all the rules that this school implements especially the horrible division. Because of that division, he can’t do something for himself, just this once. But for the sake of their family name, he’s forcing himself to play it all out and pretend that it doesn’t sicken him. 

One cold night during free period, you saw him and his friends walking towards you and Yeji in the middle of the hallway. You don’t know what came into your head but you didn’t avoid the presence of the men in white and with all your confidence, you said “Hi Jeno” 

It broke your heart how he didn’t even spare you a glance, you saw it in your own eyes how his face shows no emotion when he heard you call his name. His friends heard your bravery and of course, they made fun of you, laughed at you for failing to have Jeno’s attention. What came into your head? Did you forget the division because you have a secret friendship with him? That horrible experience slapped you with the ugly truth again. Vampires don’t mingle with humans. You decided not to come to the library ever again, live peacefully behind their shadows, and enjoy the world class education that this school provides. As you should. Keeping yourself invisible became easier as you made new human friends that you could actually mingle with. It was nice having new friends from your kind, it makes you forget about the friendship that you had with Jeno too. But there's no other friend like him. 

“Hi there. I’m Jaemin” the vampire cornered you with all his glory, standing in front of you as you keep your head down and ignore the cold blood who’s bullying you. “I know your secret with Jeno” he whispers to you with a tone that really got into your nerves, it made you look at him, and got in trouble for letting your guard down because of what Jaemin did and faced a week in detention and a week without dinner. 

School’s twisted rules to teach humans respect. It’s not the hunger that made you incredibly mad with Jeno, and it’s not Jaemin either, it’s the fact that he told his friend about you when you didn’t even tell a single soul about what you knew about him.

“Stay away from me and stop bullying me. I'm not scared of you or the rules, I don’t care if I leave this place!” your voice echoes and surrounds the room and for the first time in your life you saw Lee Jeno feel so small. “But I do care about what my parents want, so get out of my life Jeno” your attempt to make a dramatic exit was once again stopped, he brought you deep into one of the dusty aisle and cough a little as you try to get away from his grasp. 

 Jeno was awfully close to you, putting both of his hands on the bookshelf behind you, caging you with his presence. He can hear your heartbeat so fast your blood became even more inviting. “Don’t be scared. I’m not going to bite you” he explains but it doesn’t change anything, you still want to get out of here. You watch him turn silent, and wait for his next move. His right hand caressed your head, feeling your hair and watching his own fingers touch your features and feel your warm skin. It was amusing for him, this is his first time touching a human and not just any human. The human that he likes. 

In one swift move, he kissed you on the lips. And It was not a kiss that lovers share. It was a kiss like someone is confessing their love. Jeno can’t find the words on how he can be more honest with you when he just ruined your trust. And you do understand what he’s saying, he just confessed his feelings using that kiss because he knew you won’t listen to him anymore.

“I hope you understand” his face stayed close to you, nuzzling your hair and enjoying your warmth. He reached for your hand and slowly intertwined his fingers with yours. It was like fire and ice were merging at this very moment. And if you thought holding his hands made your heart beat faster like you just ran a mile, the moment he made you encircle your arms around his waist made you weak right then and there and he was quick to catch you. You too have no words for what's happening right now but you feel the same way towards Jeno. 

He kissed you again and this time you returned the kiss, making the vampire smile from ear to ear in between the kiss, exposing his sharp fangs to you for the first time which you thought he was going to bite you, but no, he kissed you deeper this time. And during the kiss, you can feel his fangs scratch slightly with your teeth. You can also say that he just fed because the metal taste of human blood still lingers in his lips and tongue, but you don’t care. It’s Jeno. 

The peck that Jeno planned on giving you, became your first make out session with him in the old and dusty library. Whenever someone pulls away and tried to stop kissing, you come right back in and devour each other’s lips again. “I’m sorry for what I did to you. But seriously what were you thinking?” he said, cupping your face as he waits for your answer. 

“I know it’s my fault. But I thought what we have here is something special-“ 

“It is special. And it’s for me and you, only. Please don’t do it again, for us” he rests his forehead on yours, closing his eyes and feeling the happiness sink right in. “To be honest I was heartbroken when you stopped coming here. I thought I lost you already way before you can be mine” he kissed you again, but this time he’s hugging you tightly. “Fuck you smell good, you’re making me hungry” you watch him gulp closely, “I need to uhm- you know, I’ll see you tomorrow?” 

And there’s that smile you love seeing, only for your eyes to see. “Yes” you smiled back and kissed him one last time.  

Just like your moments with Jeno in the library, you two continue to meet secretly and spend time together. The books became witness to your growing love as this dangerous relationship becomes, even more, deeper each day passes. It was a secret relationship, but your feelings were true as it can be.

Dating like normal teenagers was hard, of course given the situation you two can’t go on dates. But the vampire is clever and smart. You forgot how he has this whole school wrapped around his finger. With the help of the other vampires to cover up for him, he made a picnic date happen… in the middle of the woods, under the dark.

“Vampires wear denim pants?” you tease him and he greets you with a kiss. 

It was a starry night and you watch and connect the stars while holding each other’s hand. His cold skin doesn’t bother you anymore, you grew fond of it. You spend the night giggling quietly with Jeno, making each other laugh, telling unbelievable stories to each other from your kind. 

“Have you ever experienced biting a human?” you asked curiously, still looking at the stars and holding Jeno’s cold hands. 

“That’s illegal. My family is pure, the finest as they say” he scoffed as if the thought of his family disgust him. “Poor vampires suck blood from humans because they can’t afford buying clean and purified ones- think of it as water, most rich vampires think drinking directly from humans is… disgusting and dirty. So they buy the filtered ones” you nod your head, acknowledging what he said understanding how it works, thinking deeply like you're solving a Math problem. He was amused by your reaction. 

“What will happen to you if they find out about us?” you blurted out, resting your chin on his strong chest as you wait for his answer. 

“To be honest I don’t know. But were sure in trouble young lady” he nuzzles your hair but it’s not your shampoo that he smelled, it’s your blood. He tickled your sides again so he can hear your laugh that’s music to his ears. 

“Okay okay, last question,” you said, catching your breath from too much laughing. 

“Shoot” 

“How can someone be a vampire?” 

“Nope. Not answering that. Too dangerous for you young lady” he teased and tickled you again. It’s not fair, you thought. 

When Jeno finally got tired of teasing you, he turned silent and stared at your face as if he’s engraving it in his memory. Deep inside, he doesn’t know how to keep you away from his family. He doesn’t know how you can survive the cruelty of his world.  

“I love you” you heard him whisper, you barely heard it but he was sincere. He's kissing your knuckles and holding it tightly, pulling you closer to his cold body for a kiss on the lips, “I love you too” you said kissing his cold hand while looking at him smiling from ear to ear again, exposing his fangs to you. 

To make Jaemin pay for what he’s done to you, Jeno made him the lookout whenever you and the vampire have time to make out in locker rooms during free periods. Jeno would drag you there and make out with you until he’s satisfied or he’s late for his next class. You always feel nervous whenever you’re with Jeno but his lips, oh his lips! Does it make you calm and forget about the world. 

If the locker room is not safe, you always have the woods at night and no one would dare lurk in those dark places. Jeno kept you safe in the dark and made you feel safe, knowing that it makes you scared. “I’m a vampire, what are you so afraid of?” he chuckled, and just like that, you two continue to kiss like there's nothing wrong in what you’re doing. 

During weekends, you and Jeno love to stargaze. Hugging you under a blanket, arms perfectly wrapped around you. His cold skin brings you comfort even if sometimes it makes you shiver. You taught him how to eat cookies, which he finds disgusting but he eats it anyway to not disappoint you. 

And just like normal teenage relationships, what’s a great relationship without having your first big a fight? In fact, it was so big and horrible that you thought that was the end of it. Nothing beats jealousy. 

“We were lab partners, Jeno! And we were studying!” by this time you were yelling at him and you hate this feeling. Both of you are completely aware of the love you share, but being divided this way can make you both jealous in every way. “How about you with Yeeun, huh? Do you enjoy her godly presence?” you added.

“Don’t get me started about you and Mark. I see you two, too close sometimes. Are you cheating on me?” it was so easy for him to accuse you of something you would never do to the man you love. With that, you scoffed and turned your back on him, gathering your books and making your way out of the library. He didn’t even bother stopping you this time like he always does. 

The fight went on for weeks until exams week were finally over. It was torture for both of you but he hurt you in a way you couldn’t believe he can. You went to the library to return some books you’ve already finished reading. To your surprise a red rose is waiting for you on the desk you claim as yours, of course, it’s from Jeno. 

Jealousy can’t ruin us. Please forgive me - L.J

You meet him in the woods that night after class, exchanged apologies, sweet and loving words, and shared a wonderful kiss. He’s right, jealousy can’t ruin what you have. Every relationship experiences huge fights.

Walking hand in hand back to the school premises, Jeno smelled another human blood near the two of you. He was just about to tell you to hide when Jaemin and his girlfriend were walking hand in hand towards the dark where you just came from. She was your senior, and you can see that she holds on to Jaemin so tight like you’re about to take Jaemin away from her. She was scared that you’d tell, but you’re not like that, you smiled and gave her your jacket. “It’s awfully cold back there. It’s nice to know I’m not alone” she smiled back at you. 

“Glad you two are back” Jaemin teases Jeno and your boyfriend just rolled his eyes at him. 

One hot afternoon in the library, Jeno’s skin was so irritated with the heat but he wanted to be with you. He was confident with his hands that it started to roam around your body, something he’s never done before but you like it. Let’s not fool ourselves here. 

“Does the heat makes you horny? Or the heat is a different story?” you tease him in between kisses. His hand is under your skirt, caressing your ass cheek playing with the hem of your black lacy panties. If him being confident with his hands shocks you, well you were completely surprised when he removed your panties swiftly and started to undo his belt. 

“Baby, I’m a virgin. Don’t I at least deserved to fucked on your coffin?” You were talking about his bed, and it was a joke that made laugh and brought up your panties again. “Thank you” you knew he would understand that you don’t want to have your first sex in a dusty library and you’re thankful that Jeno is a gentleman even though he can't control himself sometimes.

He’s one horny vampire.

“When?” he was talking about the sex you were sure of it. And the real answer to that is you don’t know because you don’t know how. 

“I’m not sure how to make that happen, baby, I’m not the god of this school” you both chuckled and laughed quietly. 

“Right- I’m sorry about your panties-“ 

“No no, it’s okay“ you kissed his cheek and fixed his ruined hair.  

“Wait for me here tonight, then I’ll bring you to our dorms” it was another shocker for you, how can he make that possible? He kissed your hand and wore his black sunglasses again before he leaves the library. Leaving you with a promise that tonight is going to be special.

Usually, on weekends, you and Jeno go stargazing deep into the woods and make out like crazy under the stars but tonight, he brought you to his dorm room and you both never felt so together. The vampire dorm is deep underground to protect them from the heat and harsh sunlight. Maybe that’s why it takes them too long during general assemblies. And as expected, Jeno’s room is dark, with no windows and minimal airflow but you can manage. There’s no coffin, but his bed is cold even though you two are wildly kissing already while you sit comfortably on top of him, shirtless and only wearing thin sweatpants while you are wearing only your matching underwear. 

“We have to be absolutely quiet tonight” he whispers softly to you. In return, you whisper back a soft ‘okay’ while still grinding on top of Jeno’s hardening cock. You do your best to keep quiet, not only you don’t want to get caught, but there are literally a hundred vampires outside Jeno’s room and you wouldn’t want the attention.  

“You smell good” it sounded like a quiet moan like he’s stopping himself but still he swims on the lust and frenzy that your blood brings. 

“I smell good or my blood smells good?” you tease him more, leaning on his figure, grinding even more deliciously. It was torture for him, but he likes it. He smiled at you, but not like the kind of smile you loved seeing. It was a weak smile, watching you under his lids, shaking his head in disbelief. He grabs the small of your back, pulling you closer than ever to him. It was cold, but not because of the night. You were sure that it’s cold because of Jeno’s skin pressing on your body. 

With one swift move, he’s on top of you, kissing your neck that he oh so love, gripping your clothed boobs so hard you thought your bra will get ruined. Using one hand, you unclasp your bra expose yourself to Jeno. It made him stop devouring your neck and the grip on your boobs loosen up. He can’t believe that this is all happening. 

“I always thought you look even more beautiful, naked” he swirls his pointer finger on your hardening nipples, watching you with full amusement on how you will react with his touch. 

“I didn’t know you were capable of thinking such dirty thought” you managed to bite back, still feeling his cold fingers swirl slowly around your nipples. He kissed you on the chest, softly like your first kiss together. But the softness was quickly replaced with lustful one as you watch him suck your boobs while looking deep into your eyes. Your nipples were quick to be swollen because of the way how Jeno sucks them. Well, he’s a vampire after all. 

You notice his kisses were slowly going down to your stomach as he takes time kissing your inner thighs. Spreading your legs according to his liking before he removes your panties. It’s weird how he was facing your clothed pussy, feeling his cold breath brush on your damped panties as he was smelling it. “Your period is near, I can smell it” it was a joke but it made you shy as hell in front of your boyfriend that you closed your legs and grab the blanket near you. 

Jeno was chuckling awkwardly. It was funny but you still can’t help but be shy. Your boyfriend was quick to apologize, kissing you again on the lips and putting away the blanket that you covered yourself with. He can be an effective period tracker you joke to yourself. 

He removed your panties swiftly and get himself naked before he returns to his place in between your legs. He looked more handsome flashing those perfect abs, again, only for your eyes. You run your hands around his perfect body, making him twitch a little because of your warm palms. He proceeds to suck his own fingers, point and middle finger, before he puts it on your slit. Making it wet even more. If he thought that your palms were warm, your walls were warmer and he likes the feeling of it just like how you love the feeling of his cold skin. 

Given that you’re a virgin, your hole was so tight that it scared Jeno to continue. “Does it hurt?” he asks, moving his two fingers in and out of your wet entrance. The hurt was obvious in your face it surely bothered your boyfriend, being a virgin vampire is definitely making him nervous right now. 

“Yeah. But it feels good baby, don’t stop” it was a quiet and airy moan. Your head rolled back, exposing your neck in front of him. He avoided it for the first time because it was becoming too much to handle. That’s not good he thought, he never felt that way before towards you. 

He removed his fingers and cleaned it with his own mouth. Making you watch how he lick those fingers of his, coated with your pussy juices, he looked fucking hot and you wonder if it tastes good for him. Little did you know he is becoming crazy, your pussy juices were the closest thing he can get to have a taste of you. 

“You do know that there's more down there right?” you were inviting him to lick your pussy, he only smirked and went close to you. Kissing your mouth hungrily like he hasn’t kissed you for months. 

“Yes but that’s dangerous, I can end up sucking your period blood-“

“Which is gross!” you whispered a little too loud, making Jeno laugh uncontrollably. 

“Ohhh. I love you, ready?” he asked, palming himself and pumping his cock before he proceeds. You nod your head ‘yes’, feeling your heart beat faster. You’re about to lose your virginity to a guy you love. You smiled and sling your arms around his neck, he can hear your heartbeat but your face is telling him that you’re happy and excited. 

He never left your lips, kissing you none stop so you won’t think about the hurt. It was sweet. But he was big and you were the one who stopped returning the kisses. It felt like your air was being sucked up, you started breathing heavily and to Jeno… No one said that the lust that your blood brings during sex was unbearable. 

For your safety, he was trying not to breathe and avoid your delicious scent. Your blood smells like freshly cooked ham on Christmas Eve. It lingers around the room. 

You notice that his thrusts were stiff and he looked in pain more than you. You tried reaching for his face but he avoided your touch and continued sliding his cock in and out of you. The hurt was long forgotten because you were more bothered with how Jeno is reacting to the sex. 

It’s your blood. He’s stopping himself. 

“Hey, hey, look at me baby,” it was hard for you too, because even though Jeno’s thrust was sloppy, it still felt good for you. “Bite me, it’s okay” you know that you shouldn’t have offered, but what can you do? He was suffering. 

It was an offer that he can’t refuse. A sin that he doesn’t care doing. He tried to relax himself and smelled your blood even more, enjoying the high and making himself more drunk . He leaned closer to your neck, licking it over and over again. He finds a perfect spot where he can suck you off, a perfect spot where you can hide the traces of his fangs. 

And just when you feel like you’re already on the edge, you stop yourself from moaning too much and take Jeno’s quick thrust. His cold hand grips one boob and the other is intertwined with your hand. He can hear your hearbeat racing, he knows you’re about to have an orgasm. 

“Jen I’m gonna cum-“ your warning has been cut off when you feel something stick into your skin that you almost screamed but you're quick to stop yourself. 

Getting your blood sucked felt amazing, it’s like having a slow orgasm that will make you moan, smile through the high with furrowed brows, then it will make you feel dizzy for a second. And the most amazing part about that, it works both ways. 

Jeno shoots his cum on his clean sheets, even though he can’t get you pregnant, he can’t cum inside you without your consent. He flopped beside you while you’re still high from your orgasm and getting your blood sucked. Jeno seized this moment to kiss oh so sweetly to bring you back to Earth with him. 

When you don’t feel numb already, you saw Jeno’s lips with a little bit of blood on the side. You wiped it with your thumb with a smile and he catches your hand with his lips and kissed it. It was an amazing first time for both of you, no doubt about that.  

“You okay, Jeno?” you asked him because you’re not sure what your blood does to him. 

“More than okay. How about you, did I hurt you?” he was more concerned and checked the part where he had bit you, kissed it softly until it’s tickling you and you had to make him stop. 

“I just remembered how you said that-uhm, drinking human blood straight from a human is kind of dirty-“ he stopped you with a kiss and pulled you close to him. 

“What are you talking about, it’s your blood. Nothing about you can disgust me” he whispers to you. 

The sex and the bloodsucking made your relationship even more special and thrilling. Every weekend, Jeno sneaks you into his room and be intimate with you in every way possible. Round after round and before you reach your orgasm, Jeno bites you in the same place and suck you off. The taste of your blood has become his new favorite thing in the world that even one drop of it on his tongue, he will know that it’s yours. It was like a drug for both of you and an addiction that has to be stopped. 

Sometimes when he feels full or you look too weak, there’s no bloodsucking. Only sex, and pure sex. Even though it’s better when there’s blood involved, Jeno can still make you feel good using his cock and you can still make him dizzy by sucking him off. If he’s being completely honest with you, it amazes him with how good you suck him off. Your mouth makes him crazy, moan your name and ask for more. Just like now that his whole length is inside your mouth and the tip of his cock is hitting the back of your throat. Thrusting his length in and out, making you gag but you can handle it. 

Again, you amaze him. “You could be a great vampire, you know how to suck good.” He kissed you on the lips and made you lay beside him, switching positions to return the favor. 

He was still hard and his cock is ready to go, pushing in slowly as usual in your tight walls. Another addicting thing about you. After having sex almost every week, Jeno became confident in bed, even more confident than before. Now, he can fuck you hard and give you a mind blowing orgasm without biting you. 

“Jeno, harder” you moan quietly, careful not to be heard. Jeno pounds in you hard, making your boobs bounce up and down. He recently found out that you love it when he touches your clit while you’re on edge and on the verge to have a great orgasm. And one of the many perks of being a vampire is, he can hear your heart beats fast so he knows when to put his thumb and touch you. Softly at first, like he’s not fucking you hard, then he will slowly put pressure on his fingers and the next thing he knows, you’re shivering beneath him, parting your lips, and reaching for Jeno’s shoulder to bite it as you ease your oversensitivity and to stop yourself from moaning loudly. 

“Who’s the vampire here? me or you?” he chuckles and kisses you on the lips watching you smile weakly beneath him. You feel him wear his shirt and boxers brief as he waits for you to calm down. 

“Can you make me a vampire someday?” it was a stupid question. He just chuckled, cleaned you up, and helped you get dressed. 

“No. Absolutely not” he answered and kissed you again. 

As you were about to tie your shoes, you saw your hand shaking uncontrollably. You were about to hide it from Jeno but he saw it already and he was quick to hold your hand even if he knows he holds no warmth and his cold hands can make your hands shake more. But he’s confident that he can make you calm.  

“I’m here. Relax, tell me the truth, are you okay?” he kisses your knuckles and proceeds to tie your shoes himself as he waits for your answer. 

“I’m fine. This is the first time though” it’s true. 

“Okay, well, baby you have to take care of yourself out there because I can’t. And I’m sorry, I truly am. Let’s be careful from now on okay? No more bloodsucking I promise” 

As much as he wants to take care of you outside, he can’t but he has his own ways. Whenever he’s around you, he simply watches you. It frustrates him even more but he has to remain calm or else people will get suspicious. Jeno became more and more in love with you, as he continues to fear losing you. 

This is his first time feeling such fear. 

One fine Sunday night where the whole school was at church and the mass just finished, you started to feel dizzy and unstable. Unlike morning general assemblies where the vampires get out first, during church it’s different. They are expected to pray more and stay a little bit longer in church and humans leave first.

While you wait for your row to stand up and head out, you shake your head from side to side to try and shrug it off. You try closing your eyes and open them again to stop the dizziness but it won't leave. You felt weak as you try to stand up and walk with the others, but your eyesight was turning black. 

Then you fainted. Feeling the cold floor of 127 House on your face. 

The girls gasped and made quite a noise at church while the vampires were already starting to pray again. And usually, Jeno wouldn’t care what’s happening behind. But Jaemin does. 

“She fainted” Jaemin murmured and pretends to pray. 

“Who yours?” Jeno murmured back. 

“No. Yours” 

And just like that Jeno didn’t hesitate to turn his head back and see for himself. It’s true. He saw you being carried by the school nurse and the sight of it makes him want to vomit all the blood that he had for dinner earlier during feeding. He was worried sick about you but he can't do shit. 

“Control yourself. She will be fine” Jaemin was worrying for his friend too. For all, he knows you are Jeno’s weakness and he’s scared that Jeno will cause a scene at church in front of the other vampires and expose his vulnerability. 

As you stayed unconscious at the school’s hospital wing, the school nurse checked your pulse, your breathing, and your blood, and found of about Jeno’s markings at the top of your collar bone. You lost a lot of blood from too much intimacy with Jeno, and the higher ups of the school only had one theory of what happened to you. You were fornicating with a vampire which is a sin to them. 

Of course, they only cared about Jeno’s wellbeing and quickly called his family. Covering up for Jeno’s scandal, the higher ups did not say that they knew all about your relationship with Jeno. They would rather choose to believe that you forced Jeno to drink your blood, than accepting the truth that you two are in love. But for now, they remained silent and waited for Jeno’s father to decide about your consequence. 

While you were at the hospital wing saving strength and accepting visits from Yeji and your other friends, Jeno is facing big trouble because of what happened to you. Given that they easily tracked Jeno’s fangs, he doesn’t care at all if the whole school finds out. He just wants to know if you’re safe.

Yes, he is scared to face his parents, but he wants to face them with all false bravery and receive his punishment. He entered the room with all his might, not giving a fuck about the teachers who are in the same room as he is. On the right side of the room, he sees his father staring outside waiting for the sun to rise while he listens to the headmaster talk.

Lee Taeyong, always looked scary to everyone. Even the other vampires wouldn’t dare look at his perfection. Jeno is powerless when it comes to his father and quite frankly his relationship with his own father is as cold as their blood.  

 “Mr. Lee, we didn’t actually catch them do it but it was indeed Lee Jeno’s fangs according to school records… and your son is in a relationship with a human” 

Taeyong turned around to face his son and put both of his hands in the pocket of his trousers, “continue” he said. Obviously, he’s much more interested in the story of how his son became so rebellious after meeting you. Unfortunately, the school found out everything even about your stargazing dates and library dates. It all sounded like a joke to Taeyong which made him laughed and mock his own son. 

“Are you done playing dumb, son?” the tone of his voice was cool. It’s always like that. Words come out from his mouth slowly to send daggers in Jeno’s heart. “I don’t want a scandal for the Lee family, let this be a secret for everyone. Son, I want you to pretend that nothing happened between the two of you. Pretend that you don’t know her, pretend that you don’t love her and this time you will follow the school rules or I will ruin her parent's business” Jeno’s father is a powerful man and the school staffs wouldn’t dare not follow him. “Let Jeno suffer from his stupidity. Nothing can stain the perfectness of the Lee family. Go to church young man, get your blood clean” Taeyong added. 

Jeno was scared. He felt weak and unable to talk, but he has to at least try and fight for you. “We were in love” he croaked, but Taeyong just turned his back from his son and admired the beautiful sunset. 

“I believe you and I don’t care” 

Taeyong knew you are a threat not only to the Lee family but also to the whole vampire kind. If he let you and Jeno stay together, you will serve as hope or inspiration to the other humans and humans will continue to stain the royalty of the vampires. 

And the stupidity of his son is the root of it all. 

The young vampire did not know what to do, frustrated, and mad knowing all too well that he can’t stomach hurting your feelings. Jeno left the room and look for someplace quiet to cry and be mad at his own father. His own father. 

Weeks after being discharged from the school’s hospital, it’s surprising how Jeno is not meeting you in your usual places. He’s not coming to the library anymore to meet with you, no more spontaneous making out while Jaemin is on the lookout, you are left alone in the dark under the stars for the past weekends. It was heartbreaking. You don’t know what’s going on.  

“School’s king and queen, huh? No wonder they seem so close during assemblies. Also, their families are a perfect match. Both untouched and rich” Yeji continues to gossip with Lia while you’re on her side, listening and feeling your heartbreak into pieces. 

Not long after you’ve heard the rumor about Yeeun and Jeno being together, to be honest, you find it as a sick joke that Jeno is playing. You saw them walking hand in hand in the school corridor. White on white never looked so good. So it's true. Yeeun catches your attention and raised one eyebrow at you as if she’s saying, ‘bow down, he was never yours’ 

Again, you got into trouble for looking at Yeeun and Jeno. And once again, the ugly truth slapped you hard in the face. You’ve committed a great sin by loving a vampire, and now you’re facing the consequences. No more, you said to yourself. This time, you decided for yourself and told your parents that you cannot handle the ways of this school anymore. You didn’t tell them about Jeno because that would be a great scandal, you just told them that the bullying in the school is out of hand that it isn’t the right place for you. 

“Did someone bullied you?” your dad asked through the phone, sounding so worried and concerned. 

“No no. I just want to leave before someone does, is that okay? I promise to do good in my next school” 

“Of course. Will get you out of there right away” 

  The school didn’t make a fuss about the situation and let your parents pull you out from the school. At least they’re nice enough to not tell about what happened between you and Jeno. Hearing the news that you are transferring schools, Jeno tried everything, even asked help from Jaemin’s girlfriend but he was too late. You already left, with erased memories.

As part of the school’s twisted rules, graduating from the school is the only way to keep your memories so that students like you, cannot stain the perfect name of the school 127 House and spread false rumors about it.  

Jeno hated himself more but he didn’t cause any more trouble and embraced a sad life without you, from now on. He became colder towards the other students and started to bully other humans, vampires, and teachers. Even Jaemin and his other friends can’t help him and make him stop.  

To feel your presence again, he still goes to the library where you two met and shared hundreds of memories. Relieving every memory, one by one, even staying inside the library in the middle of a hot afternoon. It doesn’t matter if the heat is irritating him, what his father did to him was even more irritating than the sun. 

He still goes stargazing every weekend, torturing himself even more. Looking at the stars with tears in his eyes, hoping that he could hear your voice and feel your warmth again.  

One day, when he was feeding with Jaemin and the rest of the guys and the blood that’s given to him tastes like yours it made him crazy, drank it in one go. He missed you even more than ever, but a lot of horrible scenarios ran through his mind. Why is your blood being donated? Did his parents have you killed? Did something happened to you? He was being hysterical. Jaemin was quick to calm him down and gave his friend another pack of blood, “Don’t make a scene or you’ll get in trouble again. You just miss her that’s why every blood you taste, tastes like her”

“You don’t understand because yours wasn’t taken away from you” Jeno once again pushed Jaemin away but this time he hurt his friend. 

“Jeno, we broke up because of your stupidity and I’m here stuck with you. Drink your blood” Jaemin broke up with his girl because he was scared the school might found out about them too. He would rather break up with her than getting her memories erased and forget about the love that they shared.   

Graduation came and Jeno can’t stomach the presence of his father. Jeno left and graduated from 127 House with pure anger and disgust towards the school and the people who run it. He was ready to move forward and go to college, but he will never want to move on from you. For as long as he can, he will hope and pray for you to come back in his life.

College was another vampire play for Jeno, the only difference is the stage has gotten bigger. To earn his parent’s trust again, he made the family proud and forced himself to get involved with the family business and showed Taeyong that he can be trusted. Build his own life and making himself known as one of the scariest Lee next to his father. All those things were easy for Jeno. He can fake it every day. But the pain of losing you still haunts him every night, that’s what hard for him. 

Jeno grew up to be a fine vampire like his family and live up to the family legacy. When Jeno was all grown up and arranged to marry Yeeun, he was heartbroken again. 

He did found you though, but he can only remain as a stranger so he can’t hurt you for the second time. He always watches you from afar, just like how he first met you at the library. You don’t know but he watches you when you’re asleep, sitting close to you like a shadow. Jeno stayed with you for days, admire you when you sleep, love you secretly. 

Until one night during your sleep, you have this weird dream that you study in a vampire school when you were still young. A vampire so handsome like a god was holding your hand while you were watching the stars with him. Little did you know, they were all flashbacks of every good memory you had with Jeno. 

“Jeno” you murmur in your sleep but Jeno wouldn’t dare wake you up. 

“Y/n,” he whispered back, smiling because he’s hurt but happy at the same time you remember his name even if it’s just a murmur. He kissed you and smelled your blood one last time, even left his tears on your cheek, then left and never came back again.

Omg my #1 inspiration for this fic was my high school life and how I’m always weak and pale all throughout high school. I was a transferee when I was a sophomore and I went to school not wearing uniform but casual clothes. it was humiliating. Also I was cultured shock because it’s so different from the academy that I used to go schooling. ANYWEIZ ALL IS WELL, HIGH SCHOOL FOR ME WAS FUN. 

Vampires were based to Vampire Academy, the twisted school rules were based from Slaughterhouse Rulez. I think Vampire Academy is a great book but the movie was just so so. 

Anyweiz, it’s my birthday today and I wrote this story for myself and tried stretching my imagination. heheh what a challenge. 

Hope you enjoyed reading! 

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