#jade- awh youre a good boy.
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guess who watched the from s2 finale? me, and i’ve got some shit to say (spoilers ahead))
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(warning: spoilers + cursing + super long post (summary at the bottom))
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-alright let’s go, boyd wyd just standing there
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-why are you looking for randall’s body- like- what’s the point in that
-jUMPSCaRE oh sHIT HES ALIVE
-oh fUCk julie’s screaming now
-oh shit it’s gonna be marielle next
-SHIT I WAS RIGHT
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-boyd why are you back in that place
-oh fuck she hearing the music??? oh shit is something bad abt to happen??
-screaming?? OH JULIE AND RANDALL AND MARIELLE
-yo her nose gon bleed??
-WHATS HURTING THEM SARA WE MUST KNOW
-language kenny
-NEEDS THEM FOR WHaaT
-oh fuck boyd brought it that’s not good for his conscience
-too late for whAt??
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-tabitha. tabby. the tower is nOt the answer. don’t please don’t
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-reggie that smile fake af you better not do something dumb
-FUCK YEA MARRIGE
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-jade what are you doin- *gets jumpscared by jade smashing the glass* oh ok
-oh it’s the bartender dude
-jade having the same shit as boyd w/ khatri?? (rip my dude)
-interesting method
-nO NOT THE TUNNELS
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-awh no don’t be upset boyd :(
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-reggie. oh shit. this can’t go well
-fUCKING SHIT YOU JUST WH-- REGGIE YOU ARENT RANDALL
-oh fuck who’s he gonna shoot
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-jade you brave dumbass
-alright who else thinks that string gonna get cut or some shit
-oh fuck don’t lose your flashlight
-NOT THE FUCKING DOLL AGAIN
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-boyd i understand your pain but i don’t think cursing out god is gonna help
-donna oh my gOD what an icebreaker
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-awh no poor kristi :(
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-boyd!!! it’s marrige!! don’t miss the marrige!!
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-oh fuck jade
-what the fuck those kids saying anyway?? ahncewy?? encehwy??
-oh yay it’s another vision
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-yo vic them trees move again??? oh hey clinking--
-OH MY GOD VICTOR GIVING TABBY THE SNACKS I CaNT
-THIS SWEET TRAUMATIZED OLD MAN LOOK AT HIM OH MY GOD HE DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER
-aaand now he’s alone
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-*gasp* YAY MARRIAGE
-oh my god ellis you’re so fucking adorable
-a literal golden retriever
-boyd istg if you don’t show up to your sons wedding imma hurt you
-YAYY HES HERE
-AWWW HES GONNA WALK HER LOOK AT THIS IM GOING TO DIE
-*is just dying of fluff overload the entire time*
-uhhh boyd you good
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-oh fuck
-REGGIE DONT YOU DaRE
-FUCK
-FUCK
-oh he’s dead. go boyd
-BOYD YOU FUCKING IDIOT YOU GOT SHOT AND YOU STILL GOIN THERE??? BOYD. BOYD YOU NEED MEDICAL ATTENTION BOYD-
-oh fuck we back here
-yo that old man still there??
-OH SHIT ITS JULIE AND MARIELLE AN RANDALL
-wait hol up- does that mean the same thing happening to jul/elle/randy happened to the old man???
-SMASH THE MUSIC BOX S M A S H I T
-FUCK ITS YOUR DEAD WIFE
-fuck don’t listen to her
-FUCK she makes a good point
-FUCK SHE COULD BE LYING
-GOOD ON YOU BOYD SMASH THE FUCKING BOX
-THEY LIVE THANK THE FUCKING GODS
-oh wait oh shit what abt tabby don’t you dARE HURT HER-
-nah man am i the only one concerned abt randall being left alone shit didn’t go well last time
-p l e a s e jim where is your wife
-the buzzing oh shit i knew something was off
-…quiet before the storm???
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-TABBY FINALLY
-my fibromyalgia could not handle those stairs mmMm
-those damn children’s voices
-how that shit even turning smh
-oh we going up
-those windows don’t look safe tabby
-what a beautiful view
-OH THERES A KID
-biw (boy-in-white) wdym- oh don’t you dare- OH FUCK TABBY OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK
-DONT YOU DARE END THERE
-oh my god she’s in a hospital room
-wait what
-oh fuck don’t tell me she was in a coma and it was all her imagination
-wait no that wouldn’t track
-wait
-oh fuck
-don’t tell me it kicked her out and left her family in there
-don’t do this to me or her
-OH FUCK OH SHIT
-OH MY GOD
-*incoherent sobbing*
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as a summarization: what the fuck
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ALRIGTY TIME FOR EPISODE TWO THOUGHTS HERE WE GO
ah the continuation of the meet cute, very sweet but bro she is walking away calm yourself
ludmila is the cutest
so much is happening i cant keep up
ANGIE IS THE BEST <3333 MY FAVOURITE <3333 THE LOVE AND LIGHT OF MY LIFE
hey dude i think you're the weird one not her
i have no idea how to feel about the adult characters other than angie they're all so all over the place
okay fantasy montage AND A MUSICAL NUMBER
okay...you interacted for like 2 minutes max...where is this going
this song is beautiful but GIRL YOU MET HIM ONCE AND YOU LOVE HIM???
cami is an icon
PABLO YOU ARE A CARRYING THIS PLOT SIR <333
okay im dont love jade but she has a point, hiring a random woman who just said something sweet to your daughter isn't the best move??
i like that this feels less like the good guys versus bullies and more like a rivalry because they both hold their ground, i think i prefer this dynamic to the ��mbar and co dynamic?? it's less one sided which is fun
francesca is also an icon
i dont know what this air drawing is but it is so cute
ANGIE AND VIOLETTA HAVE THE CUTEST DYNAMIC THEY ARE SO SWEET <3
the little 'violetta! :o'
okay my boy is dancing you are so gonna get caught by your boss dude
oh nope that's francesca
WHY IS HE IN LOVE YOU MET HER ONCE CALM DOWN
bro im gonna cry this is so sweet she just wants her mum man
DRAMAAA YES I LOVE THIS KIND OF DRAMA im sorry the secret overhearing of stuff is my favourite part
why is everyone in love with tómas i was expecting him to be the underdog character
BRO ARE YOU IN HER HOUSE????
im not sure if hallucinations or trespassing is better tbh
not a fan of the 'overprotective dad about boys' trope especially since this her dad isn't as funny about it as miguel
pablo is so <333
oh spontaneous band moment! i love that
that was so fun!
pablo is still <3333
i dont care ludmila should be able to do whatever she wants i vehemently dislike her boyfriend
are angie and pablo going to become a thing because i really hope so they are precious
I STILL DON'T LIKE HIM! YOU SUCK!!!!
ANGIE IS THE PRETTIEST I WILL CRY
awh <3
OKAY WE ARE DONE :D this is both very fast paced and also very slow burn but im loving it so far! i don't really have the time to binge it constantly like i did with soy luna (i had barely any classes to work for last time, now i have loads so </3) but will try to watch a couple per week!
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Headcanons to share and would like to hear headcanons back:
Idia was jealous of Jade and floyd for a long time before and after him and Azul started dating, mostly at first cause he wanted his friendship with them until he realizes he loves Azul and it turns to just normal jealousy
Arie brings some stuff for a break sleepover at Diasmonia with the whole Diasmonia dorm after a fight with his dad, and jokenly brought some non-safe-for-work stuff to prank Sebek's bashfulness
Neige got drunk once during a Pomfiore hangout and accidentally mentions how good Vil and Rook makes him feel in the bedroom
Jamil got a cold so he can't taste test his own food or any of Kalim's food for a while which led to Ruggie and Epel volunteering to cook from now on and taste test his food for him if he's stubborn and cook
Riddle has a many journal that work as diaries he hide in his dorm room bookshelf and one time he accidentally dropped some that mainly talk about his boys (Trey, Jade included cause ye-) and said boys find the journals and curious of what it is read some sections
I feel like Ace would also volunteer but he cant cook so hes just tasting
So, Rook would prolly have a high alcohol tolerance but sometimes he just gets fucking WASTED and says the dirtiest shit in French to poor lil Neige who's still learning French while Vil is just blushing cuz he knows what Rook is saying
I feel like Jade would call in Riddles bfs to read it since Riddle would prolly feel a lil better about them reading it and every page was fine but then they'd get to a page (or set of pages) where it reads like a fucking porno about Riddle and his bfs and they are so flustered like, "What tf kind of fantasies are these?!" or "Damn he kinky~"
I feel like Idia would jokingly being jealous of Floyd and Jade to Azul and Malleus while playing a online game and not really thinking much of it, Azul then walks up gives him a kiss and says, "Well, I'm all yours and Malleus's now, sweetheart, there's no need to be jealous~" in like an 'awh baby~' voice that you'd do to a cat and Idia is weak in the knees despite the fact that hes sitting down
I feel like Arie may talk a lil bit about the fight while being kinda tipsy on wine and Lilia is like, "I know they had just a minor disagreement but Arie is still gonna be my child for the night"
And also if this is Arie x Esther au, I feel like Esther would be so worried he'd be like, "Oh, is there anything I can do? Do you need to vent? Do you need water? Do you-" and Arie would prolly kiss them and tells a flustered bat that its fine
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They find out that kantokusei is a girl !
Book no.-3
Include : Azul, jade, Floyd
📚: misspelling grammar errors, swearing, AND OLD FIC
[another fanfic]
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- octavinelle edition -
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•azul•
- awh our octopus boy is blushing so hard lol
- Lololol maybe he will stay in his octopot for a while now
- Ah yes, how did this thing happen?
- So you Azul etc are having a small party together on a beach near NRC
- It was very fun lol
- having fun.... enjoying their youngs...
- And azul ask you “why did you not join them?”
- You answer “ did you want me to swim naked? I don't want to use a wet bra you know,” you say playfully
- “Bec I forgo-” (you)
- “Wha- no “ (azul)
- “Sorry, excuse me “(azul)
- He was BLUSHING SO HARD LOL
•jade•
- jade expression was...
- Not changing at all
- Like ( ◠‿◠ )
- Bleh...
- but, he was kinda surprised at the start tho but he quickly change back his normal expression
- “Ahh~~ I see, you are very interesting didn't you, “ he say with a smile
- “ a magic-less human who comes from another world and a girl too”
- “ you should tell me if you need anything I will help you if I can “
- He says with his normal smile
- his attitude towards you didn't change at all
- he still jade leech
- but the teasing...
- oh God I can't
•floyd•
- ‘eh’
- ‘Koebi-chan is a girl’
- ‘How interesting’
- those were his 1st thoughts when he knows （╹◡╹)
- so how this could happen...
- so you accidentally left something on your dorm so you decided to go back right
- and He was in good mood at that time so he offered you to bring him with you ಠ_ಠ
- you don't want to ruin his mood so you accept his offer ヽ(；▽；)ノ
- and suddenly...
- the sky is crying...
- it was the worst day of your life...
- You guys are in the middle of the rain
- with the scariest person on NRC
- and didn't bring an umbrella at all
- fortunately, Floyd is good with magic so he creates a magic barrier to protect you two form rain (^з^)-☆
- and your clothes are kinda wet so he can see through it... ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ
- “Ah~ we arrived... “
- Tressseseseseeah( it's the sound of rain okay!)
- “Ah, the rain is getting harder... We have to stay here for a while....”
- “ I didn't want to create a magic barrier for us to come back”
- You walk to the door and open it and you hear Floyd says something but it's not clear because of the rain
- “Floyd-senpai, what did you say? Sorry, I can't hear you.”
- “Nothing,” he says with a Lil little blush
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A/n: AHH the azul Floyd and jade part are so hard lol I hope they're good lol knsksnsjsbsvsb
A/n: I change some story on Floyd and jade part :3 (11nov2021)
#headcanons#twisted wonderland#twst headcanons#twst x reader#fanfic#fluff#twst x mc#twst x yuu#twst x y/n#azul ashengrotto#azul x reader#jade leech#jade x reader#floyd x reader#floyd leech
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A TEASE A DAY BRINGS YOU CLOSER TO DEATH 002
TIGHT P.E. UNIFORMS AND AIZAWA'S
KINKY BANDAGE SCARF
to think about it, this whole anime can
become a hentai if you have great imagination.
Click.
A boy stands beside the door, blazer slung over his shoulder, the top button of his uniform wide open and crimson tie hanging loosely around the collar. The first thing that most notices about him was his long and narrow but charming eyes then the ruffian temperament he has.
Overall, people conclude that he has nice looks to woo some girls but he seems too much like a rascal down the back alleys instead of a hero in the making.
And yes, it is Y/N.
"Woah, this class is full of beauties," he comments and flashes a slovenly grin to them as he leaned on the wall just beside him like he has no fucking bones.
"Who do you think is the prettiest then?" a familiar mustard head boy retorts with a very difficult question for anyone that has seen too much high score faces.
To that, Y/N just laughs: "Of course it's—"
"YOU!"
"I remember you asshole from the exam, you fucking stole one of my kills!" a pissed off voice calls, and oh boy Y/N thought it was familiar enough, as he did get kicked by him in the middle of his sleep when they first met.
"Language, Bakugou-san! We should be civilised and educated h—" this guy with glasses makes an attempt to lecture 'Bakugou-san' but gets cut off by that unkempt boy by the door.
Y/N walks over to Bakugou's table and plants his hands on his desk, veering down to grin at him, "Oooh, well isn't that Tsundere-kun who's oh-so passionate to me?" Tipping his chin up with two fingers, Y/N shifts his lips towards Bakugou's ear — to the point where the latter can sense Y/N's mellow breath against his left ear, "Why, missin' me?"
The close proximity and resonant voice of his finds Bakugou with a flaming face that stays even after Y/N backs away. "S-SHUT UP DIPSHIT! AND FOUR EYES I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT BEING A CIVILISED PERSON!"
"Okay, okay," Y/N puts his hands in the air and saunters away from the scorching piece of wheat, but his tone still as amused as ever, "I'll see you later boy."
"Hey Y/N!"
Rotating his head, Y/N recognises the mustard hair boy in one glance. His eyes arch as a lively leer contorts his features, "Ah, if it isn't blushy boy Denki here."
"Likewise, s-scoundrel."
"Awh I thought I'd at least be a charmer or something."
"Nah man, your whole body just shrieks: 'I like flirting with anyone that looks decent' and that's exactly true to you."
"But you're not decent — you're," Y/N pauses for a while, "pretty good." Not only pretty good. His yellow hair and semi-long fringe frame his face and jowl to perfection, those phoenix eyes of his when they curve into crescents as he smiles adds to the glamour. And not to mention his well-kept figure. All that makes him overall attractive to almost anyone — absolute hot punk boy there.
But all that description is just in Y/N's mind and he just can't really piece all his words together properly in one go.
"Pfft," Denki snickers at Y/N's lack of vocabulary and questions with a cocked brow, "did you run out of words from your dictionary or something?"
"Yep, I'm too illiterate for this shit," Y/N admits with a generous grin, splaying his hands out. But he continues shamelessly: "But at least I have a good personality."
Denki comically sweatdrops, "Good personality, sure."
"Uhm ... is this—is this c-class 1a?" the colossal door gapes open once again and a tiny broccoli head kid walks in, hands fumbling at the hem of his blazer and head poking out to check around.
Skin limpid as jade, cheeks still plump with some baby fat, peach lips a coral hue and teeth ivory white. He has an endearing face that makes all girls want to be his mother and freckles to add to it, but those lofty glaucous eyes and that innocent, chaste but anxious smile are the main highlights here.
"No, this is class 1c for crackheads," Denki says which makes a few other students including Y/N to choke on their giggles.
"Hi! I'm Uraraka Ochaco, remember me? Thanks for helping me in the exams!" a girl with mousy hair scurries over to broccoli kid, and she holds both his hands in her palms to show her gratitude and sincerity — which broccoli kid in reaction goes into a tint of crimson at.
"Oh shit, that guy gettin' some pussy there."
"Ahahah ..." broccoli kid laughs, quite strained as he turns to the speaker of that comment. Taking a brief glance at Y/N, broccoli kid's eyes enkindle once he remembers who he is and he exclaims, "Oh! I saw you uh—uh use your quirk to help a lot of people and you looked awesome running around!"
"A-And when you launched off from the wall to the kick the robot!"
"It was epic!" he concludes, doe eye glistening like the stars in a dark night as he gazes at Y/N with elation.
"He only got the kill because I was fighting it first!" Bakugou tries to interrupt but his signal's just too faint for Y/N to give a fuck at the moment, so this boy gets brushed aside.
"Thanks, freckles! I'm L/N Y/N but you can call me," he halts for a dramatic pause before resuming, "tonight." Y/N ends it with a classic wink which leaves freckles' poor heart in havoc for the second time of the day.
"A-Ah I'm Midoriya Izuku!" broccoli boy juts his hand out enthusiastically, so enthusiastic that his dainty fingers are trembling slightly.
Stepping forth, Y/N takes his hand and squeezes it as he cleaves onto it, "I'll take note of that~" After he lets go (which Izuku is so glad of because he feels like he's going to pass out from high blood pressure very soon if Y/N doesn't stop the pinching at his hand), he says to Izuku, "Anyways, I'm gonna go take a seat at the back there, see you later!" Once again, he leaves another victim of vigorous teasing and flirting shaken in his original spot for quite some while with his heart battering way too fast for his lungs to keep up.
Y/N ensconces himself at the back, in the seat just beside a boy Melanie Martinez hair that can without a doubt be the most beguiling person in the room. But the boy just seems like he doesn't want to socialise with anyone in the class, perching by his seat all on his own, completely silent.
So Y/N decides to speak to him, beginning by tilting over towards his desk, "Heyyyyyy." A pregnant silence fills in the gap between the pause before Y/N speaks again, "Aren't you gonna say something?"
"Say what?" half and half boy unexpectedly glances over to Y/N, chiselled features void of any sentiment at all, gelid and impassive.
Y/N: "Hol-y shit."
The boy's voice isn't exactly low and deep but it has soft and refined texture to it, serene tone adding an eccentric touch to it. And when Y/N sees his face — skin ashen as snow with the exception of the red patch to his left eye, knife-shaped brows and heterochromatic irises protruding his pretty features.
Half and half boy: "???"
"I'm just surprised of your front face and voice," clarifies Y/N, seeing his creased forehead and the modest curve of frown on his pale lips.
"Oh."
"So—"
Y/N switches his focus to the big yellow pile at the door, "Wait is that a big dick in a condom?"
The classroom gradually hushes down as they all stare at the condom-looking thing, all at a loss of words as the condom writhes into the room like a caterpillar.
"That took eight seconds for you all to quiet down," an exhausted voice comes from the yellow condom. And a man's face shows itself from the zipper, slowly getting out while he continues to speak, "Hello, my name is Aizawa Shouta and I'm your homeroom teacher for this year and probably the next and the year after."
He heaves a deep sigh: "Pleasure to meet you all."
"Doesn't look like it."
Not taking any attention to the remark, Aizawa just remains in his own world. He fishes out a pile of sapphire clothes and says to the class, "Okay that's that, now change into these P.E. uniforms, we're going outside."
"Where are the changing rooms, Aizawa-sensei?" four eyes questions the already tired teacher, glasses glinting in the artificial light.
"Look at the sig—ugh nevermind, I'll just tell you."
"Go out, turn right, turn right, turn left, then turn right."
"Thank you, sensei!" Four eyes bows literally ninety-degrees to Aizawa, to which the latter just hums tiresomely.
"Are we gonna like do track and field with our quirks or something? Because I can't think of anything else we can do on the field and train for being a pro hero."
"Probably, I'm fine with either since my quirk literally is designed for dodging and running away."
"Hah, fuckin' pussy."
"Is that a new pet name?" before Bakugou even retaliates something back, Y/N swivels to face him whilst he walks backwards. An impish smirk brimming his lips, he says, "because if so, I'll gladly accept it."
"Looks like our friendship has increased ey?" As he approaches Bakugou, Y/N skips forth and hitches an arm around his shoulder.
"Who's your fucking friend?" Bakugou smacks Y/N's arm away, a contemptuous look sweeping over his face, "you're just an extra."
"I don't mind as long as I get to see all these pretty boys and girls."
"Sicko."
In the chaotic changing room.
"Turn over, you fucking weirdo!" Bakugou glowers menacingly at the pair of eyes just staring at his figure, clutching onto a plastic bottle, ready to just fling it at Y/N directly in the head.
"Okay, okay," Y/N chuckles as he pivots around towards the vast sink.
"But L/N-san's still staring from the mirror ..." Izuku, the only person who's honest and morally righteous, mumbles before getting shushed by Y/N.
"Shh."
It is absolute heaven in the changing rooms to Y/N, good ass bodies everywhere. Especially Bakugou, Denki, and Izuku's — the well-built type, slightly fit type and the holy-shit-he-fucking-has-eight-packs-like-bakugou-only-has-six type. Although Y/N wished to see half and half's body, but that clearly didn't happen as the guy probably dislikes being open with other people and changed in a stall.
"L/N-san? L/N-san?" Izuku goes over to Y/N, seeing that he's just gazing over at Katsuki and Denki as they change into their sports uniforms. Receiving no responses from the boy, Izuku proceeds to hold his shoulders and swing him back and forth. "L/NL/NL/NL/NL/NL/N!!"
"A-Ah, stop shaking! I'm back!" Y/N opens his eyes wide, hastily halting the broccoli from continuing to shake him to avoid a tragedy that ends with him getting a concussion. After Y/N wears off the feeling to puke, he finally says, "Yeah what is it, Izuku?"
"What were you blanking out at, L/N-san?" curious baby, Izuku, queries with his pristine, glistering emerald eyes.
To such a cuteass Izuku, Y/N only responds with: "Well, my brother — that's ..."
Izuku: "...?"
"Nothing."
"You'll know once you get into the world of zeroes and ones."
Izuku: "?????"
Izuku can't do it anymore and just says, "Okay ... but L/N-san, aren't you going to change?"
"Oh right, thanks for reminding!"
Y/N unbuttons his white uniforms and slips it off swiftly, revealing a whole patch of hirsute skin. As he gets out of his pants, he steps into the P.E. uniform and skids it up his body in his own leisure pace.
The three victims of his can't help but stare at his slender figure, lips agape to a slight extent. Obtrusive collarbones and unmarred complexion are uncloaked for a brief moment, rather bewitching and ravishing to them. His draped eyes entranced into unbuttoning his shirt, lashes flickering slowly as his slim fingers flick open the clasps.
It isn't until Y/N walks out of the changing that the three crack out of their daze. Let's just conclude this with: they try their best to convince themselves that they're straight with the: 'I am straight as a flat surface' persuasion.
"These P.E. uniforms look cool as fuck on us!" this rock-n'-roll-looking boy blurts out, enlivened, his fists toss into the air, making him look like a complete teenager who's too outgoing and lively.
"Yep, I agree. I mean look at it sticking tightly onto their bodies, I'm—oh shit." Y/N feels a surge of heat flow through his nose and before he knows it, a habitual scent floods his senses.
"Your nose is bleeding!"
"Oh it's fine, I get it a lot," Y/N responds, his voice distorted by his fingers pinching at his nose to halt the bleed, expression composed enough to see that he's gone through the same process quite a number of times.
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"Alright we're gonna do a Quirk Apprehension Test, so listen carefully," Aizawa says and proceeds to explain what they're going to do today and 'threatening' the students with: "Our school is pretty chill about freedom on campus and that also applies to teachers too, so guess what you little bitches? I get to use any teaching method I want." Cue the crooked smile that just gets intensifies thousand times with his pale complexion and dry eyes.
"Bakugou," Aizawa makes his call of death (to the others anyways), "how far could you pitch a softball in junior high?"
"Sixty-seven meters."
Hurling a ball at Bakugou (which he does catch), Aizawa orders, "Now, use your quirk this time and you can do whatever you want as long as you stay in the circle."
His hand gripping onto the ball so clinched, Bakugou paces forth into the circle. He takes his ready position, arm swaying back and legs proding into the ground. And he swings his arm forward to fling the ball out of his hand!
"DIE!!"
He thrusts the softball further by generating explosions, and the ball charges across the air at an impressive speed, tendrils of amber flames trailing behind.
"I bet he has mommy issues," Y/N whispers into half-half boy's ear, gaining him the look of daggers from Bakugou (don't ask me how he hears it) and a blank stare from half-half boy.
Aizawa lets Bakugou go back and unveils his score to the class — a whopping 702.5 meters distance. The whole class's jaws disjoint at the unbelievable mark, facial expressions just overwhelmed with revelation.
"Hold on we have to use our quirks for these tests?" Y/N looks around at everyone, they're all either gushing with self-confidence or abasing themselves. Only the nicest of them all, half-half boy gives him a nod.
"Fuck, man."
Embarking with the first activity, fifty meter dash, everyone has been doing a lot better than Y/N thought (which may just be him being an arrogant little shit) and that frets him. With four eyes' score of 3.04, ribbit-ribbit 5.58, and kinky-tail guy's 5.49, Y/N can sense peril in his own self-reliance.
Then it is Katsuki (after shamelessly annoying him, he finally got his first name) and Izuku's race. Both their veins are bulging out from their arms and necks, thigh muscles clenching taut.
"Oh, the cauliflower and broccoli are going against each other," Y/N remarks as he squats down by the side of the track in an amusement, speaking to probably the souls in the grass, "my favourite cp, bro."
"Cp?" Denki cocks his head.
"Couple, of course."
"OOOoooO," jeering with laughter, Denki takes in Y/N's 'you know what i mean good bud' smile with one of his own.
By the time the two immature teens set the seal on their conversation, Aizawa's already displaying the results of the dash for Katsuki and Izuku. And it is Y/N's turn.
He turns to take a brief look at who his opponent is and fuck. If he doesn't take a look maybe he can just act okay and chill, but he takes a look and holy shit.
"I'm up against you, my brother."
Half-half boy just hums as an answer which gets Y/N stunned in place until the a shrilling squeal from the whistle makes him realise that he's still in a race. Half-half boy's already skating on his ice when Y/N begins sprinting with his quirk, "Wait up, wait for me!"
Spoiler: half-half boy didn't wait for him (naturally but just gonna tell y'all). The whole way, Y/N concentrates his eyes at his feet for some reason, not paying any attention to his opponent and surroundings. Making it to the end, Y/N jogs over the finish line for a little bit before just lounging himself over the grass at the side, chest rising up and down as he regains his steady breath.
"Hah ... hah ..."
"What did I," deep breath, "get?"
"3.41 seconds, L/N-san," Izuku skips over towards the patch of grass Y/N is killing by laying on with an ardent beam and bottle of water, "that was great!"
"Thanks~" Y/N seizes over the bottle of water (he ignores Izuku's protest at him drinking from his bottle), stifling a snigger at the All Might sticker on it giving a thumbs up. He sits up properly with two legs in front of him and knees bent then gulps down a fuck ton of H2O, instantly drinking away half the water inside the bottle, "But what's next?"
Izuku blanks out when he realises that it's an indirect kiss since Y/N drank from his bottle lip-to-tip, not hearing Y/N's question.
Y/N repeats, this time louder: "Izuku, Izuku?"
That gets Izuku out of his thoughts, and he flusters up once he realises what he was thinking of but he still replies to you, "G-Grip Strength test."
"Let me die! Don't hold me back!" Y/N pretends to ram his head into the dirt as he kneels on the ground, arm swinging at the back randomly. He persists to do that for some time until pure broccoli calls him.
"Uh ... Y/N? We're going indoors."
"O-Oh, coming!"
Grip strength, Y/N's quirk and arms say no to that. And that's exactly what his score says too, sixty eight. And to that, Y/N only shrugs and comments, "Well, that isn't very optimistic." But that chill attitude shatters to fragments in seconds when he exclaims, "Even Tsundere-kun got such a high score!"
Katsuki who's just minding his own business by the sidelines with his always-looking-pissed face hears and whoosh! The fire has been lit. "Hey, what do you fucking mean?!"
"The literal meaning, of course," Y/N slims his eyes into a sly grin at Katsuki and diverts his attention to Denki whose score is just being showed, "Naisu, Denki!"
"Thanks!"
Strolling over to sulking broccoli, Y/N pats his shoulder and consoles him a bit, "It's alright Izuku my son, I'm sure you'll probably do great with the next activity. And even if you don't, the next next activity, next next next activity, you'll do good in at least one of them!"
"I can see your potential!"
"Mostly because you look like a typical anime protagonist but yeah I'm not gonna tell you that," Y/N mutters rapidly, too fast to the point that Izuku didn't get it.
Izuku, once again: "?????"
The next activity is the standing jump test, where it's basically like long jump but they just call it standing jump? Anyways, Y/N takes an advantage on it due to his quirk but beyond the mountain is another mountain and four eyes got the highest score.
The final test is the pitch-a-ball. He observes the girl before him, Uraraka, draw her arm back and hurl the softball out like anyone would do, but the ball never came back??? In the end, she got infinity — Y/N is just purely dumbstruck at the fact that it's a thing to panic about his turn.
And when it is his turn, he just breathes one big ass breath in and sends the softball propelling through the sky. Then it falls after one second.
L/N Y/N 71 meters
Y/N makes an attempt to defend himself, "That's purely my arm strength, I swear."
"Sure, pussy," Katsuki gives him a white eye.
"It won't be good for Midoriya if he keeps doing this," Iida (Y/N finally got corrected by Iida when he said: "Woah, four eyes' gettin' all that scores.") remarks at the sidelines, hands behind his back, making him look unfathomable and profound.
"Of course not, he's a quirkless weakling after all," condemning Izuku with every chance he can, Katsuki laughs icily to the point where he can compare to half-half boy's quirk.
"Quirkless?" Iida frowns and faces Katsuki, "It doesn't seem so from what I saw he did during the practical exam."
"What?!" The fire has been flared up again.
"Aha, you sound like Izuku cheated on you or something."
"Forty-six ...?" a quivering voice sidetracks Y/N's focus, only to see Izuku with his green pupils dilated and face empty of his usual naive smile.
"I stopped you from using your quirk," Aizawa speaks, directing Izuku to stare at him.
"But ... why?"
And then Y/N can't eavesdrop on them anymore due to Aizawa hauling Izuku towards him with his kinky ass bandage scarf that just looks like tendrils in tentacle hentai — Y/N swears he's seen the same product on AliExpress once under the sex toys category. But anyways, when Izuku finally walks back and does his throw, it is magnificent.
The moment Izuku slowly lets go of the ball, his fingertip transforms and the ball gets propelled into the air, cutting through like a keen knife! His score shows up at an impressive 705.3 meters, although his finger did break from overloading too much force into the tip, Izuku's brows finally untangle and he cracks into a grin.
But Katsuki just has to ruin the moment with his shriek, "What's this Deku?!" Sounding like a housewife that just saw her husband cheat, his eyes mantle with red veins, he continues screaming into poor Izuku's face, "I thought you were quirkless?!" Katsuki hoists a fist up to cast explosions at Izuku but a familiar roll of kinky bandage tows him away from the waist.
"Stop making me use my quirk, I have dry eyes now! Fuck!" Aizawa finally snaps, it's probably the class's idiotic-ness that pushed him to the point of swearing in school.
"Sensei, I think you should use some eye drops or something like dang your eyes are literally popping with veins," Y/N attempts to give helpful™ advice, "you can try Thera Te—"
"Shut up."
Y/N: "Alright, alright."
"Is your finger okay, Midoriya-kun?" Uraraka strides towards the beaming broccoli, questioning him with concern present on her face. Y/N blows a whistle at that — to which both teens take no mind to.
"Ah, y-yeah!" Izu·virgin and haven't talked to girls much·ku stammers over his words when Uraraka suddenly slaps his shoulder for his good job. Beads of sweat literally stream down the side of his face by the time Uraraka turns away to speak to pink avatar and invisible girl.
"Y-Y/N," Izuku rolls his name on his tongue, walking over to tug at the boy's shoulder, Th-Thank you for believing in me!"
"No problem, man!" Y/N springs up and thwacks his arm onto Izuku's shoulder, putting all his weight onto the tiny boy.
、、、
"Well I got third to last, that's something to at least cheer for since I'm not last hah!" Y/N stands with his arm akimbo, guffawing out loud for some reason before quickly adding, "oh sorry Izuku, not saying you didn't do great because you did good as fuck in the pitch test! I'm sure you're not getting expelled."
"That asshole of a teacher is probably just telling us that to make us do our best," cambering his chin at Aizawa's direction, speaking in a low voice to Izuku.
"Right, I lied about the expulsion thing."
Fucking silence.
Everyone's just fucking stupefied and maybe a bit pissed at Aizawa.
To everyone's blankness, big tiddy rock-n-roll hair girl just says, "Of course it was a lie, you'd get it if you really used your brain for a little."
"N-Nani."
"I feel betrayed."
"You haven't even known him for more than six hours, so what do you mean betrayed!"
TO NOTE
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a bit slowly, so yep that's that
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My name is Ruin
Growing up in a shadow is hard work, Albus Potter would know. From the very moment he had been born, the shadow had already been cast upon his life.
His father, the hero, had made certain that all of his children and anyone vaguely connected to him would live in his shadow. Forever.
Fucking over achiever.
As a child, it was much easier to ignore it – that tiny voice that lives inside his head that tells him that he will never be good enough and never be smart enough. It takes nurturing and growth, but by the time he was boarding the Hogwarts Express for the very first time, Albus Potter and that little tiny little voice had become the best of friends.
His first year, as he was preparing to leave his family, Albus’ father had knelt down to his level, peering into his gaze from behind those glasses. You know the ones. The very same that made his eyes shine just a little bit greener and his shadow just a little bit bigger. So many people stopped to watch the moment that was meant to be a personal exchange between father and son. Albus tried not to notice the stares and the faint murmurs of ‘awh,’ but he couldn’t help it. He wasn’t an oblivious child anymore. His father smiled warmly at him and assured him that he would be proud of him; no matter what house he sorted into while somehow subtly assuring him that Gryffindor was a viable second choice. Of course, Harry was merely trying to assure his son that one house wasn’t better than the others, but he hadn’t really mastered the whole ‘how to talk to your kids like your not a fucking idiot’ thing yet.
He was working on it though.
In the end Albus had sorted Ravenclaw – a decision based solely on the fact that his strange new friend that he’d met on the train had sorted Ravenclaw first – and also because he wanted to spite his father, but mostly because of the other boy.
Scorpius was unlike anyone that Albus had ever met and it quickly became apparent that this boy didn’t seem to have a single ounce of shadow covering him, despite having a rather notorious family name as well. Albus was awestruck and intrigued and maybe just a little bit jealous too, but he didn’t let any of that stop him. Scorpius was everything that he was not which made them a tolerable combination of shadow and light.
As the years passed them by, they slowly began to age up from children to adolescents and young men; each solidifying in those roles that had been so clear-cut for them, all those years ago.
Today Albus is very little like the child that had boarded the train that very first year. Today Albus is colder and he is darker – jaded by the world that made him and the circumstance that binds him. He hadn’t always been this way, but his father had changed all of that the day he said that he wished Albus wasn’t his son. The shadow magnified after that; swallowed him up whole and refused to spit him back out again. He was the difficult child. The disappointment. The ruin.
And he liked it that way.
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