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number1villainstan · 9 months

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Ok, I’m Invested now so do you have any headcannons as to what the UA students think about aizawa having overhaul with him? (I guess they’d have graduated by now if your AU is set in the future but I mean the current class- ig they just kept in contact with him or something-) also does kai feel like he can relate to aizawa a bit since he lost his arms and aizawa lost a leg, both the work of Shigaraki? That’s..probably a spoiler you should probably tag…also going off that, does overhaul get protective of aizawa if they’re around shigaraki for whatever reason?

So, this is an AU where the whole final war arc never actually happened--the League was apprehended before that. There's no Tartarus prison break, no AFO taking over Shiggy's body, none of that (I'm pretty fuzzy on what happens after the Overhaul arc, never watched that far, except for the manga chapters where Nagant is Onscreen and Being Cool), so I don't think Aizawa would have lost an leg in this AU. However, if he had, he and Kai would ABSOLUTELY bond over that--phantom pains, adjusting to a different limb than what there was before, how painful putting in the prosthetic might have been. It's also possible that Aizawa would have balance issues with a prosthetic leg (source: I have an uncle with a prosthetic leg so I know some things but not everything), especially near the beginning where he's still getting used to it. This also happens about 2 years after canon, so the teens are now 3rd years.

(Don't worry about giving me spoilers, though, I Do Not Care about getting spoilers for BnHA.)

Also, you're so right, Chisaki would absolutely be protective of Aizawa while Shiggy's around, although that doesn't really happen often. (The HPSC put down a bunch of restrictive bullshit rules (because, you know, the HPSC doesn't actually want this pilot program to succeed)).

As for the first part of your ask: The HPSC gave Aizawa (and All Might with Shiggy and Endeavor with Dabi) three months to rehabilitate their respective villains, and put down a bunch of rules, including that each villain couldn't leave wherever they were staying. So legally Chisaki can't leave Aizawa's apartment, Shigaraki can't leave Might Tower (or wherever), and Dabi can't leave the Todoroki estate--except that the HPSC can't exactly put cameras in any of those locations, given how powerful All Might, Endeavor, and UA are, so they manage to get around it. (Hell, in Dabi's case, Fuyumi decides to finally up and leave and takes Dabi with her so that he's not actually in the same house as him, and Endeavor allows it as long as Fuyumi reports back to him so he's not empty-handed when the HPSC drops by.) So Nezu gives Aizawa a couple of weeks off to care for the newly-released Chisaki, who's in really bad shape, and Class 3A gets an emergency sub for a bit. Unfortunately, because the HPSC is made up of assholes, Aizawa's still expected to do his usual hero rounds, so even getting to take his teaching job off he still has to leave Chisaki alone for hours at a time, which seriously scares him at the beginning.

So, you know, it's several weeks--over a month--before Class 3A gets Aizawa back and to meet the infamous sociopath known as Overhaul. When they do meet him, though, it's kind of underwhelming. He's brought to the dorms so that Aizawa can watch over him and his class at the same time, which is technically illegal but Nezu can and will absolutely cover for him, so Chisaki's kind of just hanging out in Aizawa's office, where it's quieter and there are fewer chaotic teenagers to bother him. They knew about what Aizawa was doing and why he had to stop teaching for a bit, but they're morbidly curious about a big bad villain Chisaki was introduced to the class at the beginning of the night, but it's up to each class member to sneak past Aizawa and introduce themselves individually.

Deku's the first. He's had a couple big knocks to his confidence in the hero system (and several hundred small ones) since the Hassaikai raid, and since Mama Midoriya adopted Eri officially after she got control of her Quirk he knows a lot more about Overhaul than he ever really wanted to know. Because of all that he's less prone to snap judgements. He doesn't exactly like Overhaul, but he's less likely to attack him with very little evidence that he's actually doing something wrong, especially given the horrors he's heard about Tartarus committing, and he's in the middle of reevaluating his view of the hero system and whether or not he even wants to be a hero anymore. The encounter is super tense and leaves both of them in a bad mood, but it does give Deku valuable information and miraculously doesn't break out into a fight.

The next one is Shouto, who was at the trial where it was determined that both Pops and Eri's mother were unfit guardians, and has been in contact with Dabi directly and through Fuyumi for the past month and a half (or something like that, I don't have the timeline 100% down). (Deku also tells him and the rest of his friend group and Katsuki all about everything Eri tells him about Overhaul, so there's that too.) Shouto wants to know if Chisaki's like his older brother and why he did the things he did. He's really blunt, but he's not aggressive or judgemental, and Kai--being the exact same way--responds pretty well to him because they're both autistic af. Katsuki and Hitoshi, who are both dating Shouto as well as each other, also sneak in once they realize Shouto's in there. That conversation is less tense than the one with Deku, but it's still kind of tense because of the subject material and because Katsuki's there. At one point Kai mentions that Nemoto Shin had been interested in Hitoshi when he saw him in the Sports Festival, as a fellow 'dangerous' psychic voice-activated Quirk haver, to which Hitoshi replies that actually Nemoto Shin is Shinsou Yuuma, his long-lost uncle/second-cousin-once-removed, and his family is making a concerted effort to get him out of prison.

And of course Yaomomo gathers her courage to talk to Chisaki Kai by herself, since she's curious about the most similar Quirk to Creation she's ever heard of outside her family. She quickly becomes Kai's favorite of the class, and they get really deep into technical details and ideas for using both of their Quirks--weapons, support materials, everyday uses. Kai gives her chemical formulas for all sorts of poisons and drugs, as many as he can remember. Yaomomo quizzes him on how he used to Overhaul human bodies so well (although his prosthetics interfere with precise Quirk use). They both speculate on exactly what the fuck Midnight's sleeping gas is. They get so into it, actually, that Aizawa actually catches them, and gently reminds Yaomomo that she has far less of a legal defense than Midnight if she violates the Geneva Conventions by using poison gas on criminals before kicking her out of his office.

Legally, of course, none of these conversations ever happen, nor do the ones with any of the other morbidly curious teenagers with a deeply fucked up sense of danger (looking at Ochako, Tsuyu, Ejirou, Hanta, Fumikage, Kyouka, and probably several others), since legally Kai's not even supposed to be there. (Shouta already knew that they'd try to talk to him, because he's had 2 1/2 years to get familiar with his hell class, and he's made peace with it.)

By the end of the night, Kai's exhausted from so much conversation with strangers (although Shouta did warn him), so he ends up asleep in Shouta's office while Shouta works. Shouta takes it as a sign that, despite it all, Kai's learned to trust him. It's a good sign.

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ash-and-starlight · 7 months

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Would you have any thoughts about the Gaang in a modern au (either with or without bending), especially jobs? I legit love how there’s never been a consensus of how they’d live, especially job wise, in the fandom — except for Katara, she is absolutely a doctor, surgeon, ER badass. Personally, I love the thought of Zuko as a child protective agent, and Sokka as a high school teacher, not just for the dramatic Zukka potential lol haha either way, I’d love to hear your thoughts!

aaa ok i love and adore to see how their roles get translated in modern au’s in such clever ways, i loveee your ideas for zukka workplace drama that’s so 🥺 ok i’ll list some of my faves but feel free to add

-doctor katara SO TRUE and activist katara also so true either way she’s helping people and giving all she’s got

-aang also activist monk-turned *insert job that has to do with flying?? or meteorology??* AND i love the silly little headcanon he and zuko are lion dance partners dkfjdj

-toph wwe champion. without question

- jet could also work with kids tbh as either a child protective agent too or teaching martial arts classes for kids as some sort of social program he zuko and toph have an underground fight club every tuesday he and iroh have a wholesome breaking bad situationship going on with banger edibles

- zuko the guy with 294737 job options tbh either as jasmine dragon clerk, firefighter, historian / khon expert and standing authority on the ramakien, parkour guy, sword guy, guy who goes to business school just to learn how to efficiently dismantle dad’s financial empire, and i am extremely partial on muai thay champion-instructor zuko who has like a post-injury gym program just for the zukka of it all of him helping sokka with his leg during rehab 😌

- sokka also guy that can do anything tbh wether working as inventor or in tech/mechanic fixing things, working at a science museum (hi robin), marine biologist (hi kath) working as an astronomer or at the planetarium bc he’s always been fascinated by the night sky and the moon, artist, poet, mythbuster, sword guy as well, all of these at once. most importantly he has an insanely popular food blog on the side

- suki kendo captain of an all-girl club

- florist mai. (specifically ikebana artist) which is comic canon and in context made little sense but i love it it’s beautiful bc it brings me to

- tattoo artist ty-lee 💕

- and azula uhhh nepobaby electrician

#i am kIDDING about azula but also not #*there is not job consensus in the fandom* babe i don’t have job consensus within MYSELF #anyway love to put those guys into situations #love to read about how ppl interpret the canon into the modern concept of Jobs #oh a thing i don’t think i’ve ever seen tho is zuko still being a royal while in a modern au??#like he’s just some guy but at one point iroh drops the bomb of ‘yeah u know centuries ago our family was part of the royal line 🤪#i think i would have been the firelord haha ✌️’#and the whole gaang now just has to live with this information #i think it would be funny ekhfhd #ANYWAY #awesome question sorry for going off and still making no sense with my answer ily #ash replies

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charincharge · 1 month

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I Don't Want To Wait, sixty-seven

rowaelin high school bff au masterlist

AN: WHOOPS, I disappeared for two years. (Legit the last chapter was posted in May 2022!). But I’m back and have written… a lot of the rest of this fic, so we’re just going to post weekly (or even twice weekly!) until we’re finished. And I hope you’re still out there, anyone, to enjoy it. Quick recap for a previously on IDWTW. Aelin and Rowan had sex! It was great. Then they walked in on Rhoe and her dance teacher Petrah having sex, which was NOT great. Aelin never wants to go back to dance again. We returned to school. Senior second semester is going great. Busy for Aelin, who is still trying to work her butt off re: APs and grades. Less busy for Rowan, who is already recruited to college for lacrosse. Aelin and Lys had a huge falling out, but have slowly rekindled their friendship now that Lys is sober and working on her shit. Elide and Manon came out! They’re running as homecoming queens! Dorian and Chaol haven’t DTRed and are taking a break. Last we left off, Aelin texted someone to help retrieve her lacrosse hoodie from the dance studio after hours. But who? Keep reading to find out. Also, I have been gone for so long that I have NO idea who is still in the fandom or reading Rowaelin fic. Please reblog to spread the word! Taglist doesn't seem to possible anymore, so please share! Love you all and missed you all. Comment, message, meme, gif, whatever. Let’s go, team.

Aelin watched with wide eyes as Lys lowered into a crouch and removed a bobby pin from her hair. When she’d texted her friend to help with her mission, she hadn’t realized that Lysandra was a bona-fide expert at breaking and entering.

“It got boring in rehab,” Lys said with a small shrug, as if that explained her masterful lock-picking.

“Good to know,” Aelin said, chewing her thumb nervous and glancing over her shoulder at Rowan, who waited patiently in the jeep — aka, their getaway car. She didn’t think they’d actually need one, but this whole thing was such a thing, she figured it was probably safest to have a getaway car. What if the cops were called about the break-in, and they had to run?

Aelin almost chuckled at the thought of Orynth’s elderly Police Chief trying to run after them, but it hadn’t stopped her from telling Lys to dress all in black and meet them at the dance studio at eight. Luckily, Rhoe was at the station overnight, so he couldn’t see their ridiculous antics. But, after all, this mission was serious. She tried to refocus on Lys, who was finagling with a pin in the lock, taking her sweet time. A rush of panic ran through Aelin. What if they got caught? What if this got put on her permanent record? What if they got arrested?

BZZZZ. Aelin’s phone vibrated in her hand, making her jump with surprise.

“Gods,” she muttered under her breath, causing Lys to chuckle under her breath.

“Tell your buzzard not to worry, we’re almost there,” she said, twisting the pin again in a different direction. Aelin sighed at the reassurance. She knew that Rowan had to be feeling her nerves as well. Although maybe not quite as much. She wasn’t usually concerned about being a rule follower, but every step of the way had made her feel more and more stressed out. Which might have to do more with her overbearing boyfriend watching their every move than anything else. Couldn’t he just sit there and look cute and not worry? She looked at his text and shook her head. She should have known it’d be impossible. He was the biggest worry wart of them all.

Are you sure no one’s in the studio? It looks like the lights are on upstairs. Rowan texted from the front seat, his view of the studio probably better than theirs. But Aelin had spent too many years of her life at this studio. Despite her churning stomach, she knew they were fine.

Last class ended an hour ago. They always leave the lights on for the cleaning staff, but they get Fridays off, so they’re on until Saturday morning. It was part of my class schedule to turn the lights off. We’re good.

She looked over her shoulder after sending the text, and watched as Rowan threw a thumbs up in her direction. She couldn’t help but laugh at how silly he looked in his oversized black hoodie with the hood up. Despite completely disapproving of her decision, he showed up ready for the assignment at hand.

“Tadaaa,” Lys sang out quietly as the lock clicked open, the door popping ajar.

“Honestly, when I asked you to help me break into the dance studio, I figured we’d be throwing a rock into a window or something,” Aelin whispered, even though there was absolutely no reason to whisper at all. Aelin had timed it purposefully, so she wouldn’t have to run into … anyone. Okay, she really didn’t want to have to talk to Petrah. She’d avoided the studio (and Petrah) for so many weeks following the revelation that she’d been involved with her dad, and she had no intention of breaking that now. So, they’d had no choice but to break into the studio under the cover of darkness.

“Don’t thank me yet,” Lys said. “The door upstairs has a lock, too, right?”

Aelin nodded. Annoyingly, there were three doors they had to break open — the building door, the door to the second floor, and then the dance studio entrance. Thank god Aelin had her locker key, so that wasn’t a worry.

“So, why are we doing this again?” Lys asked as they trudged up the long stairwell to the second floor. She tried not to flinch as the rubber-covered stairs squeaked beneath her shoes. “Not that I’m not happy to help,” she continued. “I just thought that you started dancing again and loved it?”

“Ugh,” Aelin groaned. “I did.” Aelin paused for a beat too long, causing Lys to flip her dark curls over her shoulder to get a better look at Aelin.

“But?”

“It’s…complicated,” Aelin sighed as Lys crouched down in front of the second floor door.

“Well, this is going to take a minute,” Lys laughed. “Tell me.” Aelin was going to refute again when Lys’s voice changed, softer. “Unless you don’t want to…”

Aelin nearly smacked herself. She’d thought this would be a ridiculous, fun (and pretty low-stakes) way to hang out with Lys again, and here she was totally ruining it by keeping things to herself again.

“No, it’s not like that,” Aelin reassured her as she continued to work on the lock. “It’s just… horrifying.”

“Well now you can’t not tell me,” Lys snickered, but Aelin recognized the slight trepidation in her friend’s green eyes. Still nervous to push things. Aelin bit the bullet and let it out in a whoosh.

“Oh my GOD.” Lys’s nose crinkled, and she fell to her knees completely as her shoulders shook with laughter as Aelin told her story. “I mean, we all knew Rhoe fucked,” Lys cackled, causing Aelin to smack her friend’s knee.

“EW! That is my dad,” she said, fake heaving.

“He’s a hot, hot firefighter daddy, though,” Lys said, her eyebrows wiggling.

“I swear to god I will vomit straight on you.”

Aelin tried to be serious, but Lysandra’s smile pushed them both over the edge into a fit of giggles. They laughed and laughed, releasing the tension that had been hovering around them like a thick blanket all night, officially removing all traces of formality. Unable to help herself, Aelin reached out for her friend’s hand, squeezing her fingers gently and was relieved as Lys squeezed back. They weren’t healed, per se, but they were healing, and that was the most that Aelin could really ask for right now.

Taking a breath and wiping the remnant tracks of tears from her cheeks, Lys pushed herself back up to her knees. “Second lock?”

“Speaking of my family…” Aelin started nervously, but forged on, curious. “How’s Aedion doing?”

To her credit, Lys didn’t even lose pace as she unlocked the next door with ease.

“I know you want me to reply with something equally scandalous, but there’s nothing going on between me and Aedion,” Lys replied succinctly. “We’re friends.”

“Okay,” Aelin said, not completely convinced, but chose to respect her boundaries and believe her words.

The pair fell into an awkward silence as they headed down the hall toward the studio door. Just one last lock to get through — and then she’d never have to return to this place. A part of her heart panged at that thought, that she’d be leaving Orynth and this studio behind and not really getting to say goodbye to it. But running into Petrah was NOT an option.

“Hey, isn’t this the studio?” Lys asked of a propped open door, a gentle music wafting from inside. Aelin’s stomach sank. Had someone stayed late tonight practicing? It was a plus that they wouldn’t have to break into yet another door, but she really didn’t want to risk running into anyone. “I thought you said it was closed.”

At the same time, the pair noticed the schedule on the door, showing the company’s new rehearsal schedule. Their rehearsals now went until nine on Friday night, meaning that Aelin had shown up in the middle of a packed studio, instead of an empty one. And one where Petrah would surely be. She contemplated turning right around, but Lys had already opened the door too far, leading them into the studio lobby where the company was on break, milling around and refilling their water bottles.

And at the front desk, Petrah’s eyes widened with surprise upon seeing her. “Aelin!”

She should have guessed breaking in had been too easy. Had the doors even been locked? She knew Lysandra had gotten through them too quickly! Grumbling, she stepped out of the shadow and into the lobby toward Petrah. She couldn’t run away anymore, so she had no choice but to say hello to the woman who she’d been studiously avoiding for weeks. And by the look on Petrah’s face, she knew it, too.

“I’ll go grab your jersey,” Lys whispered, leaving her to fend for herself. “See you downstairs!”

“Traitor,” Aelin mumbled under her breath as Lysandra all but ran into the locker room, excusing herself from the awkward conversation that surely lay ahead. She wanted to run, but her feet were stuck, watching Petrah approach nervously.

“Aelin,” she said again, taking a deep breath. “I’ve been wanting to talk to you….” But Aelin cut her off.

“I don’t want to talk about it!” she said, ready to slap her hands over her ears, lest Petrah talk about her dad in any less than completely formal way.

Petrah’s deep pink lips curled up on one side in amusement, but Aelin watched as she took another deep breath and shook off whatever she’d been about to say. Instead, she watched as her smile fell into a wistful expression. “We’ve missed seeing you around here,” Petrah said.

Aelin’s eyes shot to the open doorway of the studio where the company practiced, all jetes and pirouettes and well-supported port de bras. She had missed dancing. She really had just gotten back into it when she let it fall away. Petrah must have seen her expression because she smiled faintly and let her delicate hand fall to Aelin’s shoulder.

“You could join the class. Dance it out,” Petrah suggested.

Aelin couldn’t tear her eyes away from the dancers. She watched the emotion pour from them. That is what she needed. But as Lysandra held up her jersey and trailed down the stairs in the periphery of her vision, Aelin shook her head.

“I can’t tonight.”

“I understand that it might be strange to spend time with me after what you overheard…” Petrah trailed off as blood pooled in her cheeks, filling her usual pale complexion with a deep blush. “It was completely casual. It’s only happened a handful of times, and we both know it’s not serious. I’m not trying to replace your mother, or anything like that, it’s just… an occasional stress release, and oh my god, I am sorry I didn’t mean to say any of that.” Aelin cringed at the words. She wanted to stop Petrah, but the woman couldn’t be stopped even if she wanted to. “Please don’t give up dance because of this,” Petrah pleaded. “You have such a gift, Aelin, and I would be filled with regret for the rest of my life if I knew I was the cause of you walking away from it.”

Aelin took a breath, the comforting scent of chalk and worn leather infiltrating her senses and calming her down as she figured out what to reply to Petrah. Of course she wanted to dance still. It was undeniable, the way her body pulled her toward the studio, the way a sense of calm settled through her despite her initial discomfort upon seeing Petrah. She thought about her lack of free time and her constantly building stress as the semester went on and how badly she wished she could just dance it out. That release of emotion centered her, and she knew that she was feeling off kilter without it. Making time for dance had improved her life drastically — it'd kept her sane as the rest of her semester spiraled out of control — and she wanted it back. So, so badly.

She was on the verge of agreeing to join the practice when there was a crash and loud shriek from the studio. When the shriek morphed into a choked sob, a churning nausea overwhelmed Aelin. She watched as Petrah’s face morphed into one of horror as she sprinted into the studio. Sure enough, one of the dancers was on the floor, cradling her ankle, cheeks red and involuntary tears dripping down her skin, while another dancer attempted to help her stand. The girl hissed, crying out in pain and sat down again.

“Call an ambulance,” someone ordered, and suddenly there was a frenzy, a rush of dancers looking on in terror at the injury in front of them. Aelin stood with her back against the wall, not wanting to be in the way, slinking out of sight while so much was going on. It felt like a sign from the universe that Aelin shouldn’t even think about wasting her time with dancing. Like the gods warned her that she had way too much going on to even consider it.

With Petrah distracted, Aelin slipped out, trying to gain control of her waging feelings. She slid into the backseat next to Lys, her mind reeling and unable to get the image of the crying dancer out of her head. So caught up in her own thoughts, she didn’t even hear Rowan call out to her, until red and blue flashed behind them. He swung his head over her shoulder, his mouth agape in horror as he stared at his unusually quiet girlfriend.

“Ace, what did you do? Are those the cops?!”

Aelin shook her head, the horrible feeling of nausea persisting in her gut as Rowan drove away from the studio.

. . .

It had been days since Aelin had received a text from an unknown number, and she still hadn’t decided what she was going to do.

I thought you should know we’re holding an emergency dance company audition this Tuesday at 5pm. Please come, Aelin.

Aelin chewed her sandwich thoughtfully as she pulled up the text again. The audition was merely hours away, but she was still on the fence.

“You still haven’t made up your mind?” Lysandra asked, glancing at Aelin’s phone screen. Her former — maybe current — friend had started joining them at the lunch table in the last few days since their late night break in, continuing to heal and thaw what had broken between them.

“I keep telling her to pro con list,” Rowan said, letting his fingers trail across the back of her neck and kneading the tight muscles there with his strong grasp.

“Mmmm,” Aelin mumbled, leaning further into his touch. “Con. Time spent without you.”

“Pro, something to do while I’m at lacrosse practice,” he countered as his fingers massaged a particularly tender part of her neck. She angled her head so he could have better access, but he took it as an invitation to let his head drop to her bare skin and press his lips against it, causing her body to light up. As she leaned toward him with another light moan, Dorian slammed his tray down on the table with a loud thwack.

“Get a room or get outta here,” he complained, tossing a fry at the still-intertwined pair.

“Someone’s got their panties in a bunch,” Aelin laughed as she tossed the fry back at the offender.

“My panties are perfectly smooth, thank you very much,” Dorian quipped. “Some of us would just prefer not to bear witness to your foreplay.”

“Pro,” Rowan whispered into Aelin’s ear, his lips ghosting against the tickling skin there. “I really love watching you dance.”

“Pro,” Aelin whispered back. “Increased stamina, muscle strength, and flexibility.”

Aelin glanced up at Rowan, who was already staring back at her with a fiery intensity. Her eyes glanced down at his mouth, which was curled into a satisfied smirk. His throat bobbed with a slow swallow, surely thinking of all the way those fitness benefits could be put to good use. She leaned in slightly, her lips a hairs breadth away from his when another fry hit her cheek. Aelin whipped her head around, rubbing at the salty spot where the food had made contact with her face.

Dorian was the picture of innocence, eyes wide as he chewed his own fry.

“Con,” Lys interjected. “Increased horniness.”

“Literally didn’t think that was possible,” Dorian said with a snort. “So, what are we pro-conning?” he asked, popping another fry into his mouth.

“Orynth Dance Company is having an emergency audition after an injury, and Aelin was personally invited to try out,” Lysandra explained.

“But I don’t really have the time,” Aelin started. “It would require actual rehearsal time. Like, a lot of nights. Not just an hour long class. Plus, I’d have to see Petrah every day. And I have to knock this last semester’s grades out of the park if I want to even think about getting a scholarship anywhere, plus I have a million AP exams to study for coming up, and that’s not even considering keeping up with hospital volunteering and going to your games and having any kind of semblance of a social life and…” she trailed off, her stomach finally settling as she came to the conclusion she knew she was going to come to all along. “I can’t join the dance company.”

Rowan frowned and reached for her hand. “Are you sure, Ace?” His hand wrapped around hers in a comforting squeeze, and she knew he was asking seriously. “We could make it work. I could help you study, we could bring out your color-coded schedule again to make sure we could fit everything in.”

“I know,” Aelin sighed, squeezing back. “But, I’m sure.”

But as the afternoon ticked by, Aelin couldn’t ignore the swirling feeling of guilt trying to pull her under. She was so distracted by the approaching time that she completely zoned out through all of AP Lit, startling when the period ended and Dorian poked her side.

And as five PM approached closer and closer, she found herself growing more agitated and even snapping at Rowan at one point. It wasn’t his fault; he had to head off to lacrosse practice, but Aelin had found herself so worked up that she had thought maybe he’d want to help release some tension.

“I’ll come right over after practice,” Rowan promised as he twined his hands around her waist.

“But you’ll be all sweaty and gross,” Aelin replied with a frown.

“I thought you liked when I get sweaty,” he laughed, nuzzling his nose into her hair. Aelin sighed, knowing she was being petulant, but she couldn’t get out of her own head.

“Only when I’m the one doing it!”

She tried to push him away, but Rowan’s grasp on her was iron-clad, too tight for her to even think about prying him off her. “Ace,” he lowered his voice. “I would love nothing more than to skip practice and be with you, but you know this is the only thing I need to do this semester to keep my place at Wendlyn.”

“Because Wendlyn’s more important than me?”

“I think you need a snack,” Rowan laughed, but Aelin didn’t find that funny at all.

“Sorry my blood sugar problems are amusing to you,” she said, stiffening within his grasp. She felt Rowan sigh deeply and watched as he pinched the bridge of his nose and scrunched his brows up the way she loved so much.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized. “You know that’s not—”

“I know,” Aelin replied quickly. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s gotten into me.”

Rowan raised a single brow as if to tell her he knew exactly what had gotten into her, and so did she.

“It’s not even four yet,” Rowan said. “You could still go.”

But Aelin was nothing if not resolute. She’d made up her mind, and it was completely logical. And she was sticking to it. No, she’d head home and, yes, get a snack, and dig into her lit homework. Maybe Dorian would be willing to give her his notes from the class, seeing as she couldn’t remember a single thing that was discussed earlier.

She forced a smile and shrugged her shoulders back. “Nope, you were right. I need a snack. I’ll head to Maeve’s and see what she’s got for me.”

Rowan grimaced. “She closed for the afternoon, actually, while they put in a new stove, but she should be reopened by the time I’m out of practice.” Aelin shivered as Rowan let his fingers trail in small circles up and down her back. “Why don’t I stop there on my way to your place after practice? Cheeseburger and brownies?”

“And then orgasms?” Aelin asked, causing a loud snort to erupt from Rowan.

“You want to have sex after cheeseburger and brownies? That feels dangerous.”

“Well, we could have sex first, but reheated cheeseburgers are pretty garbage,” Aelin replied, loving the soft smile that appeared on Rowan’s face. It was the one solely reserved for her. When she was being particularly ridiculous or annoying, it was like he couldn’t help but love her more, and the small curve of his lips let her know that.

“You’re right. Cheeseburgers first,” he paused. “Then sex, then brownies?”

“Deal,” Aelin said as she reached her hand out to shake his. But he instead grasped it in his and brought it to his mouth, kissing her knuckles lightly.

“I love you,” he said.

And though Aelin wanted to roll her eyes, she took a moment to relish the fact that her best friend in the whole world loved her. And would do anything to make her smile. In fact, he’d succeeded in getting her too distracted to think about the auditions and…

As soon as she thought about them, her smile faded again.

“Just go,” he whispered, but Aelin shook her head.

“Have a good practice. See you in a few hours.”

She kissed him and sent him off, hoping to pour herself into her studies. But even with her book open, Aelin digested none of what she was reading. She kept looking at the clock, distracted. Even as it passed five pm, knowing that she was missing the auditions, she still couldn’t focus. And her mood started to plummet.

It plummeted even further as she received a text from Rowan saying that their coach needed him to stay behind for a bit after practice and that he’d be later than anticipated.

She tried to read more, and when that didn’t work, she attempted to do some math equations, but she couldn’t get her brain to work. She knew what she needed. And it was to dance it out. Despite everything, that was still her best coping mechanism. When a second text from Rowan came in, apologizing for being even later, Aelin had had enough. She couldn’t just sit here and wallow. Instead, she wrote a note for whoever would get home first – her dad, Lorcan, or Rowan — and began walking.

She didn’t even know where she was walking until she ended up at the dance studio. It was unlocked, but empty. She couldn’t remember if there had been an end time to the auditions, but it seemed completely deserted. No one was sitting at the front desk, and the lights were eerily dim. This is what she’d expected to walk into last week when she’d stolen back her lacrosse hoodie, and she was even more annoyed about it somehow.

Instead of focusing on that, though, she went straight for the first open studio and turned the lights on. The fluorescent bulbs overhead flickered on, illuminating the wooden floors beneath with a warm yellow glow. She toed her sneakers off and padded barefoot to the corner of the studio where the massive (and ancient) stereo system was stored. She pulled her phone out and connected it, pulling up one of the old playlists Rowan had made for her and closed her eyes, letting the music wash over her. Her feet took off, working in sync with the rhythm reverberating through the bare floor. Next, her arms spread, stretching out and shaking off the stress of the last few weeks.

For the first time, she really let herself feel it. The worrying and wondering what the future would hold. She knew Rowan was destined for Wendlyn, but she had no idea what she would do if she didn’t get in, too. He’d assured her that they’d stay together and figure it out, but who really stays with their high school boyfriend? She knew they weren’t like everyone else – they were special – but it didn’t stop her from thinking about it and wondering. When it came down to it, that’s why she really couldn’t bring herself to audition today. She couldn’t risk spending less time with Rowan, not if this was the last few weeks of their relationship.

Whoa. Where did that thought come from?

She ignored the small tear that pooled in the corner of her eye, letting it drip down her cheek as she spun in time with the music. How could she doubt her and Rowan’s relationship after all this time? She knew in her soul that they were destined to be together. She couldn’t imagine a world where she didn’t wake up and see him every day. But there had been a small slice of fear since they first kissed, and it had ebbed and flowed with each passing day until it was now a gaping chasm in the pit of her stomach. The idea that she could end up elsewhere without Rowan was a real, actual problem. And the timeframe was closing in on them. What if this was the end of them? How would she ever recover?

Her hands reached overhead and then she let her body collapse to the floor in a graceful fall, letting go over the overwhelming sensations of fear that had been swirling and threatening to paralyze her. She arched her back and her neck released, the tension that Rowan had tried to knead attempting to relax and letting gravity pull her down, down, down.

It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Rowan. She did. More than anything. She just didn’t trust this world. She didn’t trust that everything would work out the way it was supposed to. I mean, just look at her dad. He’d thought he’d found the love of his life, and she walked away like it was nothing. Walked away from Aelin.

She didn’t want to cling to Rowan, to be the girl who changed her whole life just to be with a guy. She wasn’t that person. No. She was Aelin fucking Galathynius, and she could live life fully on her own. But she wanted to be with Rowan. Wanted the whole package. Saw their life together. And wanted more than anything for it to become a reality. But what if that future disappeared? What if it was cut short? What if they drifted apart. What if they tried to do long distance? Last summer while he was at camp was only two months and it was pure torture. It caused a rift so big between them that she wasn’t sure they’d overcome it. And yes, of course they did. But… to do it again? And for four years?

Her emotions threatened to choke her as she continued to dance out her frustrations, stomping and spinning and leaping, hoping against all hopes that the answers to her anxieties would appear if she could only dance long enough. She left every feeling, every worry, every gnawing anxiety on the dance floor, letting it tumble out through her moving limbs.

She didn’t know how long she’d been dancing when she opened her eyes again and refocused at herself in the mirror. She didn’t recognize the girl she saw there. She may not have come up with any answers, but she felt better. Raw, red eyed, red cheeked, and breathing hard, Aelin felt totally exposed. Which is why she nearly jumped out of her skin when a voice cut through the silence, over her harsh exhale.

“Practice starts next week.”

The director of the company stood in the darkened doorway of the studio, arms crossed and lips pursed in thoughtful approval.

“Oh, I wasn’t—”

“I know you weren’t,” she said with a formal smile. “But we’d still love to have you. If you want.”

It wasn’t necessarily the answer she had hoped to reach, but something about this moment felt like the universe trying to reassure her. That things do work out the way they’re supposed to.

“Yeah?” she asked, feeling somewhat hopeful.

“Yes.”

“Okay,” she said.

A wide smile crossed the director’s face. “Welcome to the Orynth Dance Company,” she congratulated her.

Aelin didn’t know what had overcome her, but she couldn’t help but run over to her and throw her sweaty arms around her neck in a giant hug.

“Thank you.”

Right on cue, Aelin’s phone buzzed with another incoming text.

Cheeseburgers en route. See you soon. Xx

. . .

As anticipated, the cheeseburgers were exactly what Aelin needed to rejuvenate herself, but Rowan was totally right that there was no way to be sexy after housing a half pound of meat and cheese.

“I’m so stuffed,” she said, patting her extremely full stomach.

Rowan snorted. “Why don’t we take a post-dinner break and watch something?”

“Only if it’s Housewives!” Lorcan shouted from the kitchen where he was cooking dinner for him and Rhoe, who were properly affronted that Rowan hadn’t brought them cheeseburgers, as well.

Aelin sighed and chuckled softly as she let herself slump over onto Rowan, who was already pulling up Housewives onto the television.

“You are such an enabler,” Aelin laughed.

“It’s easier than dealing with him being pouty,” Rowan smartly replied.

Aelin was about to agree when they were interrupted by an unusual ring tone.

“I’m sorry,” Rowan said, sitting up suddenly. “Is that your… home phone?”

Aelin genuinely couldn’t remember the last time that had rung. Usually she and her dad were both contacted on their cells. They really just had a home line because it was part of their internet package. She couldn’t even remember who had that number.

“Uh, phone’s for you Aelin?” Lorcan shouted from the kitchen.

Even weirder?

“Who the hell would be calling this late on a Tuesday?” Aelin whispered. Rowan’s brow lifted.

“Why don’t you go see?”

Curious, Aelin pried herself off the couch and headed to the kitchen where Lorcan was standing with a spatula in one hand and the phone in the other.

“Who is it?” she whispered.

Lorcan shrugged, simply shoving the phone forward. Helpful.

Aelin cradled the phone against her ear and took a deep breath. “Hello?”

“Hello!” A deep voice rang out over the phone. “Is this Miss Aelin Galathynius?”

“Um,” she cleared her throat. “Yes?”

“Excellent!” the voice boomed, causing her to pull the phone away from her ear slightly. “My name is Xavier Forul, and I’m a local alum of Wendlyn University. I’d love to have you in for an interview some time in the near future. Whenever you’re available! I know you’re a busy senior with a lot on her plate.”

Aelin’s heart took off, beating faster as his words unfolded.

“Interview?”

“Yes,” he continued. “It’s my favorite part of the process. As a former Wendlyn man myself, I get to sit down and speak with young promising applicants to see what their goals and ambitions might be and how they might become part of the Wendlyn world.”

Aelin glanced at the silver-headed mop peeking out above the couch and exhaled slowly. This was it. The universe reassuring her. She felt it with every fiber of her being. She could dance, she could nail her classes this semester, and she’d get into Wendlyn and be with Rowan.

“Wow, thank you so much for reaching out,” Aelin began, her autopilot pilot voice taking over. “I’d love to meet with you.”

As Xavier explained the details of the interview, Aelin’s hope buoyed. She’d been waiting for a sign from the universe, something to tell her that she and Rowan were going to work out and be fine. If a personalized phone call on a landline that hadn’t rung in more months than she could count, inviting her into the home of a University alum wasn’t a sign, she didn’t know what was. And Aelin began to hope for the first time that everything was going to actually work out.

~*~

#idwtw #idwtw au #rowaelin #rowaelin fan fic #rowaelin fic #tog fanfic #throne of glass #rowan x aelin #she's backkkk #i stg i'm finishing this fic #no fic left unfinished

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anitalenia · 1 year

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━━━ .°˖✧ forbidden romance ⋆˙⊹

꒰ঌ definition ໒꒱ 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑐 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ below you will find sub genres under this category, as well as some useful pairings for this trope. for educational writing purposes <3

note: several of these can also be used in other tropes as well, just depends on how you write it and interpret it.

╰₊✧ ﾟOTHER LINKS . ྀི ⊹ masterlist | romance tropes |

taglist | prompt help | symbol packs | dividers page

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꒰ঌ group nine ໒꒱

if they’re together their powers fade / go away (if you’ve seen Hancock you know) | clan leader x handmaiden | lawyer x criminal they’re prosecuting | person on the jury x criminal | vampire royalty x lawless vampire

꒰ঌ group ten ໒꒱

vampire royalty x lycan prisoner | vampire cursed with a soul who can’t experience true happiness because of his sins x the woman he loves (if you’ve seen buffy the vampire slayer you’ll know) | orphan x headmistress / headmaster (obviously not a child orphan, can be a fantasy au or dark world / apocalyptic au)

will update when I think of new ones. hope this helps if you’re not sure what story to tell but you want something new <3

#pink themes #pink #aesthetic #pinkcore #pink dividers #cute #writing prompt #sparkles #stars #writing help #baby pink #pink headers #forbidden fruit #forbidden romance #angel x demon #Heaven x hell #teacher x student #fanficiton help #❀⋆ ─ 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 ⊹❀ ֙⋆

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gentrychild · 2 months

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Hi Gentry, I would like to ask your rats for help.

I'm looking for an old bnha fic, posted on ao3 possibly more than 2 yrs ago. It's an AU of some kind, or canon divergence right from the beginning of the series? I think it maybe centered an hypercompetent-ish(?) Izuku.

One of the subplot was about Trigger being used in Class A. There's definitely a scene of Aizawa telling the whole Class A about Trigger - he placed a box and tells them if they gotten their hands on Trigger, anyone who (annonymously) drops off their Trigger would not get punished. Some time later, we get a scene of Ojiro's (I think) POV being alone and dropping off his Trigger shot in the box.

But there's someone else who *didn't* give up their Trigger and actively used it. To the point where he got mutations? Mineta swelled up and became like, a giant grape or purple skin or something. So he called Izuku for help.

Izuku then called Aizawa-sensei and went off on a hyperthetical question what actions would UA take against a hero student who took Trigger, with wordings that made Aizawa assume it was Izuku who took it. Aizawa answered that UA would help Izuku get rehab, not expulsion. Once they confirm the actions UA would take for Best Boy Izuku, they then disclose it was actually for Mineta.

Fic continued with Mineta's absent in class (sent to rehab).

Here's to hoping that fic wasn't deleted and I'm just having trouble finding it. Food for the rats: 🍇🍫🍬🎂🍪🍧🍰

If I am not mistaken, the fic is named Ascendant. I heard that the author has a eight pack. Quite handsome too.

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I kinda like the idea that lips reader and him were strictly platonic for a good year or two they were friends. I think lips reader being a education major wouldn’t be going out to frat parties that much because if she gets caught she is fucked. As a education major, it is like well known that you are basically on a blacklist if you are caught drinking at tailgates or holding a drink even, so she wouldn’t be in Lips eyes if you know what I mean? She a beautiful girl and kind girl, but that is not really what Lip is looking for in his hoe college era. But after a few years of friendship, probably when she asked him to help her decorate her first classroom, and they just randomly start noticing the chemistry in a lot of ways but only have sex and don’t talk about the feelings.

i love this concept.

i love the concept that they meet in college, undergrad, and for whatever reason they really hit it off. maybe she covers for lip at the beginning or helps him in some way, and he's like "yes this is a friend".

i also love that concept that she's more reserved. they balance each other out very well. she's serious about her education, and he's... not as much because he's pissing it away. i feel like she'd check him a lot of times, keep him from some of the stupid shit he did. also the idea that she's saving his ass- picking him up from parties, making sure he comes to class, he practically lives at her dorm and campus apartment but it's all platonic.

they really are just friends until shit goes down. amanda, helene, youens, all that and shit hits the fan and he has no one. everyone leaves but her. she gives him a place to stay, helps convince him to go to rehab.

once he gets sober, she's still there. she's always there for him, and lip is confused more than anything. it really is what friends do, but he feels different. feels like he doesn't deserve it, but also like... he's catching feelings.

he's working at the diner and the internship, she's student teaching. as much as he wants to be bitter and angry, like he normally would, he's not because... she deserves it. she didn't party with him all the time, was careful, serious, and she's so good at it. really, she is. he tells her that too.

i feel like she gets a job offer for when she graduates, the school she student taught at wants to keep her on in the next year since she did so well, and that's when things start getting interesting between the two of them. it's like they're joined at the hip, together all the time, and now... something's changed. they start having sex, but it's a "mistake" every time. feelings develop, lip goes off the rails, there's tension bc he won't allow himself to have feelings like that and doesn't want to lose his best friend.

he tries to deny himself, to distance himself bc he can't do this and ruin this, but then he's like... i literally can not live without you and i don't want to (ian heavily influenced this realization bc lip was acting insane and ian had to check him lol). it's slow and a little jagged, but it blossoms into a true relationship. lip finally understands what all those fuckers are talking about when they say "i get to love my best friend" bc that really is her.

maybe i should make this a series lmao. maybe just like little blurbs that are insights to their relationship and life? would you guys be interested in that? making it like a au type sitch?

#thebearer #bearblahs #lip gallagher #lip gallagher blurb #lip gallagher x reader #lip gallagher x teacher!reader #lip gallagher fluff #lip gallagher smut #lip gallagher imagine #shameless #shamless us

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singukieee · 1 year

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—or recs of fics I’ve read and been reading.

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♡ : works im following closely

☆ : my ultimate favorites (mostly finished)

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[OT7]

Safe and Sound ♡

hybrid!bts x reader

You have worked at a hybrid rehab and adoption center for years, enjoying being able to help people others only see as their animal side. You thought you might end up taking in one or two, what you didn’t expect however, was to take in 7.

Combined Beings ☆☆

mafia!ceo!bts x chubby!reader

You are bullied on a constant because korea’s beauty standards do not fit girls on the heavier side. the bullying gets worse once a ceo is attracted to you and he mentions you to the other 6.

Little Love

human seokjin! x human!oc x hybrid!ot6

Seokjin and Ayana are an engaged couple who are completely in love with each other. Then one day they stumbled upon two hybrids in need. They decided to help them, not knowing there were four others waiting for their mates to come back.

Snow Angel ♡

alphas!bts x omega!reader

After Yoongi and Jimin find a distressed omega in the mall they take her home in an attempt to settle her. Quickly getting attached, the whole all-alpha pack starts to wish to keep the girl around, going completely soft for her.

Emerald Gem

hybrid!bts x reader

Living away from society has its perks. All natural food from your thoroughly cultivated farm, no nosy neighbors, and peace and security with your animals. But sometimes you did get lonely, having no one to talk to but the cows and pigs. However, when 7 extremely wanted hybrids stumble upon your deserted farm, everything changes.

Stay Alive ♡

myth creatures!bts x reader

When you started working at a pharmaceutical company, you didn’t realize where it was your life was heading. After getting a patient mix up, you meet seven men who would didn’t seem to want any other nurse that wasn’t you. When you start to know them, you notice things that made you question if they were really human. No matter what excuse they would give though, you would always go home with a heavy heart. The day the truth is revealed to you, things take a turn for the worst.

(Un)natural Instincts

ot7 x ceo!reader

You and your assistant end up rescuing six wolf hybrids. No part of the process is easy.

Masked Miracles ♡

hybrid!bts x reader

It wasn't supposed to happen this way. A quick in and out. Infiltrate and bring down a hybrid trafficking ring. Saving lives while we're at it. But things hardly ever go to plan. And being locked in with seven hybrids that meant more to me than victims forced into a life they didn't deserve was definitely not according to the plan.

A Cute Blind Soul

ot7 x blind!oc | soulmate au

Selia Jones is blind since birth. After her parents were taken away, she has to live a completely different life and to make it worse, the universe had given her soulmates.

About Love ♡

hybrid!bts x writer!reader

Becoming a best selling thriller author? Part of the plan. Living in the city and isolating yourself from everyone? Part of the plan. Inheriting your late uncles home in the woods, his sassy assistant and fortune after he died mysteriously? Not part of the plan. Oh, and he failed to mention the 7 ‘surprises’ he left you as well. And come to think of it… was his death an accident? Or is your imagination going wild again?

Prologue | CH 1 | CH 2 | CH 3

The Way Of a Criminal

gangster!bts x reader | mafia au

Your father was a stranger, you never knew who he was and what he did. But one day, someone knocks on your door, informing you of his passing. Now, you learn more about him, his life and the legacy you are expected to continue with the help of his 7 executives.

Tongue Tied ♡

wolf hybrid!bts x dog hybrid!reader

In which you're not supposed to be the solution for all of the problems- but maybe you're just that; the missing piece.

Lone Wolf

bts x reader | abo au

In a world where alphas, betas, and omegas live along side modern humans as second class citizens, you've fallen through the cracks of a society that wants to take everything wonderful from you. Luckily a timely encounter with the boys just might save your life.

Boyfriend For Hire ☆

bts x reader

Unsatisfied with your life was an understatement. Being under the thumb of your father can have that effect. He wanted someone capable of running the company, but you wanted to pursue your passion. Countless unwanted blind dates and the threat of losing your freedom drives you to seek help from a group of individuals you'd least expected.

The Old Guard

demon!bts x witch!reader | soulmates au

You are a powerful witch, cursed and hurt through ages. Owner of your esoteric shop, you were resigned to live this lonely life when the powerful magic of soulmates and fate came to you.

Let The Light In ♡

hybrid!bts x author!reader

In which you’re a famous children’s book writer, one evening after coming home from a diner with your parents you find seven unknown hybrids making themselves comfortable in your living room, what do you do now?

Protectors ①

mafia!bts x reader

Your boyfriends loved you very much. that being said, they promised to always be there to shield you in frightening situations - to be your protector, for the rest of your lifetime.

Little Dove ①

mafia!bts x reader

You were gentle, innocent, and pure. In simple words, the exact opposite of the cold-hearted and callous mafia members who fell for you in such a cliché manner.

Redamancy ♡

hybrid!bts x oc

When a ragtag pack of seven mismatched hybrids somehow ends up in the woods behind her home, she takes them in and does the one thing she never thought she would do. Own them. But, she also does something she didn't even think was possible. She fell in love with each and every one of them.

The Little Things ①

idol!bts x reader

You've never been more glad to have seven men by your side to help with your recovery. Even when times get tough you know they have your back.

The Plot Twist ♡

idol!bts x reader | soulmates au

Once upon a time you would have jumped at the chance to live the idol girlfriend life. The cameras, the action, the whirlwind romance. But what was once a dream has now become your worst nightmare, and you fully intend to fight the universe as it repeatedly conspires to set you up with your seven perfectly good soulmates from Bangtan Sonyeondan.In which we punt Y/N into all the fanfiction tropes and you do your feral best to subvert the love story.Because nani the fuck, you are The Plot Twist.

Hoodies ①

idol!bts x celeb!reader

When the boys are doing a v live, you know to keep away from the camera and stay quiet. and you never failed to do so before. so why is it that the time they all do a v live together, you accidentally leave your custom hoodie on the bed behind them?

Snowball Princess

bts x hybrid!reader

In which you've evolved from being a mere PR-stunt to becoming the most important thing in the lives of seven idols and millions of fans alike.

Like Crazy ♡

bts x reader

The story of seven loves across eight lives.

Mi Casa

bts x alpha!reader | omegaverse au

Sometimes you find your home, sometimes your home finds you.

The Fate of Hybrids ♡

hybrid!bts x reader

Fruits, Daisies, and a Sprinkle of Love ♡

bts x reader | soulmates au

A soul bond's archives is a shared space between soulmates, a safe space that allows the fated ones to share memories between themselves, a method commonly used to find each other without having to wait endlessly for luck to play its part. But when your own archives get tainted with pain due to bullies with too much time on their hands… Needless to say that despite you not knowing if you have soulmates, you begin to believe that maybe it's a good thing if you don't have any.

Trouvaille

hybrid!bts x reader

In a world where hybrids are both the hottest commodity and largely exploited, a recent shortage of hybrids nationwide due to the wealthy adopting for sport hunting dominates the news headlines. More than ever, stray hybrids are whisked off the streets and taken into shelters to meet the demand. Mistreated, neglected, forgotten – in a notoriously disreputable hybrid shelter in a pocket of downtown Boston, seven “aggressive” hybrids await their inevitable fate of being sold for sport.After years of trying to distance herself from her mystical past and upbringing, Y/N finds herself quitting her emotionally-draining job and is forced to face past mistakes. While accompanying her friends looking to adopt a child hybrid into their newly-formed family, Y/N inadvertently finds herself face-to-face with seven hybrids doomed to die. In a spur of the moment epiphany, Y/N decides to change the course of fate for the better; though bringing seven aggressive hybrids into her life and the darkening spiritual energy of her old home is trickier to navigate than she originally thought.

Caramel

dom!bts x sub!reader

You weren’t good at taking care of yourself. You knew it, everyone knows it. Too nervous, anxious, getting overwhelmed way too quickly…It was easy hiding it from the public eye, but they could see right through you. And they were decided on being your steadying hands.

The Love That You Want

idol!bts x death eater!reader | harry potter au

Your worst kept secret? You come from a long line of pureblood elitists.

Outside of the Fox

bts x reader

Y/N longs for a new life when the one she'd been living comes to an abrupt stop. Without much thought to those she is leaving behind, the little fox packs a backpack and disappears. She stumbles across the shelter and makes an interim home for herself while she works out exactly what she wants from her second chance.

Doughnuts and Shell Casings ♡

mafia!bts x reader | soulmates au

You finally gather the courage to leave your routine and do something different. your expectations are blown out of the water as you meet your soulmates in a less-than-expected way.

Nymphet Garden ♡

fans!bts x idol!reader

He was just a fanboy, they got dragged into it, and so blooms your love story.

Do Not Tumble Dry ①

bts x reader | super fluff content

A spa day for the Bangtan pets.

Baby (you complete us) ♡

idol!bts x disabled MC | soulmates au

Soulmates were a common occurrence, so common, in fact, that the world sought an easier way to find your other half: A bracelet that would scan your mark and match you with those who shared your mark. Within recent years, soul groups were becoming normal, and your own bracelet said you have seven matches. Or where you wear your bracelet for ten years, and finally give up the hope you would find your soul group, only for BTS to put theirs on and see what they were missing.

Dance of Time

vampire!bts x human reincarnated!reader

You were finally back in the hometown you left right after graduation, researching the mysterious manor that laid outside of the town limits. Your family was acting weird, and the owner of the manor seemed to know more about you than he should. Everything changed when you entered the manor, and you weren’t sure your dance with time was going to last very long.

Death Valley

bts x reader

A summer internship at a famous record label turns wild with blurry nights of dangerous men, dirty money, and extremely hot sex. you soon get caught in a savage game of greed, power and obsession, only to find out that you are the grand prize.

Guys that I'd kind of be into

idol!bts x broadway actress!reader

Being on broadway has always been your dream, and now that you’ve achieved just that as christine in “be more chill,” you’ve found it to be a lot harder than your younger self had expected. like, for example, the fact that dating might as well be out of the question. you definitely did not leave college to get distracted from your work... it kind of sucks that seven k-pop idols that you may or may not really like came to see your show and took a liking to you.

A Deal's a Deal

idol!bts x demon!reader

Before BTS became BTS in an act of desperation Jungkook makes a deal with you, a demon. After Namjoon finds out you’re the reason behind a significant number of unfortunate events they’ve gone through over the years he decides to take back their future by binding you under their control until they can figure out how to save Jungkook’s soul. Regardless, you’re going to feed off of their insecurities, lust, and souls to return your powers to you so you can make them all pay.

Wait, Little Rabbit!

bts x bunny hybrid!reader

You, a meek little bunny hybrid, find family amongst six predator hybrids and their lovely human caretaker.

Until Death ①

demon!bts x human!reader

Until death do you part, you are theirs and they are yours.

Wolves are (NOT) Scary

werewolf!bts x reader

All Y/N wants to do is find her creativity and motivation but she finds 7 werewolves instead.

Pastel Snowflake Kisses ①

bts x reader

They had never made much of a fuss about christmas...until you came into the picture.

Yearning

hybrid!bts x reader

Out of Love ♡

bts x f!reader

Everything was perfect, or at least you thought it was. What happens when you break up with your 7 boyfriends and have to deal with the aftermath of it all?

To Love Min Yoongi

idol!ot7 x witch!reader | yoongi focus x reader

You were a villainess destined to be with seven stars. Your cliche Reincarnation AU.

Can't Wait to See You Again ♡

idol!fan!bts x youtuber!reader

The one where Jungkook develops a huge crush on a Youtuber he found after falling into the rabbit hole of his recommended videos. Unbeknownst to him, you were also recommended to his hyungs.

[KSJ]

The A-Listers

actor!jin x famous!reader

Meet Y/N and Jin, two of Hollywood's hottest celebrities and couple — or are they? Media and fans have been wanting to hear a confirmation for years now. But you two are always good at confusing everyone. Watch as everyone else play this guessing game of what's the relationship between Y/N and Jin.

[MYG]

What yoongi wants, yoongi gets ①

idol!yoongi x reader

The one where the cat is actually yours, but yoongi somehow worms his way into the family.

[JHS]

[KNJ]

[PJM]

Filtering Light ♡

human!jimin x bunny-hybrid!reader x human!jungkook

The reader is a bunny hybrid with a past that has left her traumatized and struggling to heal. some things can be helped with therapy, but some things can only be fixed through realizing you're not all of the things that hurt you—you are, in fact, just loved.

[KTH]

[JJK]

Hold On ①

jungkook x reader | established relationship

A night where jungkook just wants to give, give and give and he wants you to realize that you can take it all.

At Your Service ☆

escort!jeongguk x ceo!reader | strangers-to-lovers au

Filtering Light

human!jungkook x bunny-hybrid!reader x human!jimin

In Which | collection 1 | collection 2 ♡

idol!jungkook x reader | drabble collection

Domestic Daydreams ①

influencer!jk x f. reader

A window into the life of jeon jungkook

Fish-wife or No-wife ①

idol!jk x f.reader

Did Jungkook have a wife? The rumor mill had been churning for years, divided on this one topic. He was a successful worldwide pop star who was always seen with a different lady on his arm, as he flitted from country to country enjoying his prolific career. The reason for the lingering suspicion was a cryptic social media post showing a picture of 2 kids who shared the same exact eyes and smile as him. So in fact, if he truly did have a wife, who was she? And why had the public never seen her? Perhaps she didn't wish to be seen.

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['21 ARCHIVE] | ['22 ARCHIVE] | ['24 ARCHIVE]

#san recs #fics recs #bts #bts ot7 #bts soulmate #bts x reader #bts x you #bts fanfction

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achillesnotfound404 · 2 months

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Hazbin Hotel human college au cuz I’m sleep deprived and insane

Listen I may be a college dropout but this au came to me in a dream so now I gotta or else I’ll explode this is gonna be a part one fs

I want to keep the Idea of Charlie helping the crew so instead of her rehabilitating sinners here the gang minus of course, Charlie, Vaggie, and Alastor, are a group of students who are on academic probation, they meet Charlie through various ways and Charlie invites them to join her study group to help them save their GPA’s. Though they dont really get much studying

Charlotte “Charlie” Morningstar (she/they)

- Dual hospitality and psychology major with a minor in hospitality

-18 years old, Freshman

- Kind of a rich nepo baby, her dad is like an alumni and a huge donor to the university

- She does try hard, though! She’s such an over achiever it’s insane

- She’s the kind of girl who makes a Google doc of all the notes she’s taken and shares them with anyone and everyone

- She lives on campus in a dorm with Vaggie. Her dad tried to convince her to let him rent her an apartment, but she refused

- Autistic

-after graduating she wants to open a mental health/ rehab center

Honestly, basically the same as in canon

-token white girl of the group

Vagatha “Vaggie” Perez (she/her)

- Criminal justice major

-18 years old freshman

- Comes from a military family(very beneficial when filling out the FAFSA🙏🏽)

-works at one of the school book stores

- Used to do martial arts a lot as a kid and in high school, when she got to college her practices got less frequent but she still does it from time to time

- Very encouraging of Charlies study group even if everyone there annoys her

-very organized and has fantastic study habits

-constantly arguing with Angel because good lord they live to piss her off

Anthony “Angel” Ragno (they/he)

- Undeclared major

-19 years old sophomore

-Honestly, only went to college due to encouragement from Molly and threats from his father to cut him off if he didn’t

-his dad bankrolls his life(with very heavy strings attached) so they don’t need to work but he does do online sex work, ie OF/something similar

-- Lives off campus in an apartment his father owns with Cherri

- ADHD, Autism,BPD

-joined the study group first purly because he knew his dad would cut him off (and kill him) if he was kicked out of school

-“My class starts at 12 and it’s 11 now, by the time I get to campus it’ll be 11:15 which is basically 11:20 which is almost 11:30 which is basically 12 so I’m just not going”

-had a stint in rehab before starting college, did not stay clean very long

-had an extremely toxic and complicated on relationship with Val, Angel finally broke it off but is honestly still reeling From it

-token white boy of the group

Alastor Benoit (he/him)

- Radio Broadcasting Major

-24 year old senior

-runs a school radio show

- Very much a “I was born in the wrong generation 💔💔” kind of guy

- Total mama’s boy, doesn’t speak to his father and has not since he was a junior in high school

- Fluent in French and still regularly speaks it

- Originally wanted to go culinary school but opted against it, still cooks on the daily

- No one knows where he lives, no one has seen him leave a dorm or apartment, no one has even seen him walk to class he just kinda shows up,,,

- Very well dressed constantly, he has never been spotted wearing a t-shirt

-he is a very good student, he agrees to help with Charlie’s group cuz he was bored and thinks its funny to watch people try and still fail

-aroace and completely sex repulsed but is in a queer platonic relationship with Rosie

Husker Adler (he/him)

-Business major

-23 years old junior

- Works as a bartender at one of the local restaurants near campus

- Has weird history with alastor, he won’t elaborate what that history is, and no one asks

- Mostly kept to himself until Alastor dragged him along to one of Charlie’s groups and now he is stuck with them until he dies

-he didnt want to go to college, but his family runs a casino/hotel and he intends to go back to help run it so he figured going to school to learn more about business would be good,even if he thinks all his self taught skills are much better.

-lives on campus

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin angel dust #charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel headcanon #hazbin hotel au #hazbin hotel husk #vaggie hazbin hotel #Hazbin hotel college au

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dark-elf-writes · 5 months

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More for the mha/khr au because it’s eating my brain

Denki: So what is your relationship with Chrome? Are you dating? Are you siblings?

Mukuro: What is the nature of your relationship with your reflection? What label have you put to define looking yourself in the mirror

Denki: …. Right and Tsuna? Are you dating him?

Mukuro: Are you dating the air in your lungs? The all encompassing sky that cradles you? The peace and tranquility of coming home

Denki: Are you… always like this?

Hayato, not looking up from his book: For the most part, unfortunately, yes.

#the elf talks #reborn #mha #bnha #katekyo hitman reborn #no one elaborates on their relationship with the others becuase its frankly complicated and without flames very hard to understand #mukuro however enjoys fucking with people and gives weird non answers that make no sense #magic eight ball but give it pineapple hair #to be fair he also wouldn’t give chrome or Tsuna a direct answer if they asked as he is allergic to saying what he means #rehab class au

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lilyundertaker · 2 years

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April bullies day 22 - Love, Sex and Volleyball

Pairing: bully! Bakugo x reader;

Genre: Highscool AU, smut, one-shot;

Warnings: 18+, vaginal sex, bullying, cunnilingus, masturbation

Synopsis: Bakugo is head over heels in love with you, however

Note: In this fic goto Imasuji (Muscular) is Bakugo's maternal uncle.

Bakugo had used every single thing his uncle Goto had taught him. In his opinion people are practically animals and in the animal kingdom males show their strength by eliminating their opponents. And afterwards all the fertile females are surrounding them, begging to be bred. Sadly, that wasn’t the case with you. Yes, other girls swooned whenever he passed by, but you never spared him a second glance.

That is why he was currently beating up that damn Deku, kicking him in the ribs just because the younger boy had unintentionally spilled his water bottle on him. Not that Bakugo minded much, since his abs were showing through his wet shirt. Y/n will definitely take notice now that it’s obvious. But he was wrong. In fact, you were horrified about the scene playing out before your very eyes and shouted at him to leave Izu-chan alone, angering the ash-blonde till he trapped you against the lockers with his strong, muscular arms. “Did you say something? I couldn’t quite hear ya.” To which you responded by simply shaking your head, afraid that he might beat you up too.

It wasn’t very often that Bakugo could corner you at the corridor since he was in class A while you were in class E, but luckily for him, you also attended the volleyball club and so did he…and so did Deku.

You practiced some throws with izu-chan when he suddenly didn’t receive the ball properly and it hit Bakugou at the back of his neck. Foolishly Izuku ran straight to Bakugo and bowed down one time after the other, saying apologies, but that didn’t save him from Bakugo’s wrath, who punched the helpless boy like a punchbag.

That is when you picked up another ball and did a jump serve aiming for the back of Bakugo’s head and you weren’t disappointed when it hit it’s mark. Bakugo, still raging, came onto you and threw you back against the soft walls of the court. He was ready to turn back against Izuku but the coach entered and ordered everyone to take their positions.

It was small wonder that coach didn’t say a word against Bakugo’s agressions since his uncle was well known for messing up people’s lives and the last thing coach wanted was to be on Goto Imasuji’s black list.

You helped Izuku up and teamed up with him (like always) at the opposite side of the net from Bakugo. Once the game began, Bakugo crushed everyone with his jump serves. The biggest problem was that he hit the ball so hard that his opponents couldn’t receive it without their wrists turning red from the impact. Bakugo changed his tactic by deciding to only serve for you and boy was it one hell of a torture session. By the end the result was obviously 25-0 with Bakugo’s team being victorius.

The thing was that you were an excellent player, being trained along with the boys team, but once Bakugo transferred, it was hard to keep up with him being so brutal on you.

The next day you practiced with Izu-chan again but this time you both were on the opposite side of the court, just to make sure that Bakugo wouldn’t be anywhere near to you.

Izuku finally managed to do a jump serve and you were proud of him, only the ball was stuck at the top of the Swedish ladder and you climbed up to get it out. Suddenly a ball hit you at the back of your neck, making you lose your reflexes and you fell down with your beck to the edge of a bench and then on the floor. From there you only saw Izu-chan running towards you, shouting your name before the picture went black

Once you woke at the hospital you were relieved to learn that you hadn’t broken any bones, however, you would need a rehab, plus you were obviously out of volleyball for at least a month, meaning that you had no chance of trying for participation with the boys team on the nationals. You were devastated and Izu-chan was there to console you as you cried your eyes out.

Currently you were sleeping at the dorms, since it would be easier for you to attend lessons than by coming from home to school every day. And due to your condition you were given a singles room, plus – it was one of the priciest rooms you could have in the whole dormitory. But unluckily you were forced to wear straps over your clothing to straighten your back and help you to walk. Izu-chan was always helping you to get from place to place. He would help you up from the door at the morning and say his goodbyes at the very same door.

Your evenings were obviously boring since you craved some company but to make the time pass quicker you plugged in your earphones and played some relaxing music. Though there was one problem, namely – you had forgotten to lock your door which finally paid off Bakugo for all those days he had tried to enter.

You nearly jumped off your bed once you saw his silhouette but you forgot that you had already taken your straps off so you fell back moaning in pain. Bakugo watched unmoving from his spot, but once you gazed upon him, ready to scream a get out, you stopped. The reason for it was the silent tears slowly trickling down his chin. “I’m sorry Y/n! I svear that I didn’t mean it.” He said while sobbing.

From the looks of it you felt that he was genuine about the situation. “It’s alri-…” “No it’s not!” he finally faced you. “I just…I…” he couldn’t finish the sentence whether out of shame or disgust, you couldn’t tell. “What is it? Tell me.” You said slowly leaning to him. “I…I wanted you to see my strength. The power I have. I wanted you to notice me!”. As soon as those words left his lips your eyes nearly popped out of your eyes. What the actual fuck? Notice him? Since when does he care for me?

“And since I’ve hurt you, I came to make amends.” He said, pushing you to lean back onto the pillow. You were not expecting any of this. You knew that Bakugo was the hottest shot of the whole school complex, but you’ve never had the chance to see him as something more than a bully and abuser.

You were so deep in thoughts that you were completely oblivious to the fact that he was getting your panties off. “Wait Bakugo. What are you ahhhh.” His tongue reached your core before the words could reach the tip of your tongue. “Be assured kitty, it’ll feel good!” he said before getting back to licking up and down your slit. He parted your lover lips with his fingers, so that his tongue could go deeper within you. “Ba-kugo ahhh, please.” You cried out, but you were confused whether it was out of anger or pleasure. In any case Bakugo wouldn’t stop lapping at your dripping pussy while your legs were trembling. Bakugo did have to hold your legs down or you definitely would’ve crushed his skull with your knees.

“Your mewls are sweet kitty! Mewl for me more!” he said shamelessly, making you blush. He took one of your hands in his own and placed it on your lower lips. “Hold them open for me, would ya?” you merely hummed in response and did as told before he entered a single thick finger in your opening, making you cry out a bit louder than he had expected, though he went easy on you, noticing that there was some pain in your expression. “Don’t worry kitty, it’ll weel good soon enough.” He said and continued to thrust inside of you in a slow pace which increased as your walls got used to it and he was able to enter two fingers already.

Bakugo went back to stimulating your clit, licking your fingers in the process which only added to your growing pleasure. It all was so overwhelming that you couldn’t think straight. However, you didn’t expect that in few more seconds you would cum all over his hand but Bakugo didn’t seemed phased one bit.

After licking his fingers clean he trailed sweet kisses from your pussy upwards and got his head under your immensely oversized shirt. He stopped at your breasts and took your nipple in his mouth making you moan. This time you wouldn’t try to hide any sounds from him which only boosted his confidence.

While sucking your other nipple you finally said what was already floating at the back of your mind. “Fuck me Bakugo.” It made him stop and get out from under your shirt and look at you in disbelief. You couldn’t say it out loud again but your facial expression told Bakugo everything he needed to know.

He got off the bed and discarded his own clothes and you could only watch in amazement how healthy and strong his body actually was. You couldn’t even believe that all that package was so easily hidden by his clothing.

Bakugo got back onto your bed and helped you adjust your black pair of straps. While you were waddling around the school with them he didn’t notice it, but now it looked like something close to a sexy lingerie. He got on top of you and easily pushed himself inside of you all the while being careful not to hurt your injury. He went in slow and sensual thrusts, bunching up your bedwear in the process. He was most surprised when you asked him to go faster but he denied, saying that it would hurt your back, so instead you made him lay down and got on top of him going in for a ride. And rode him you did. In fact you thrusted your hips against his so fast and so hard that Bakugo himself was surprised but he wouldn’t be bested by you, so he kept thrusting upwards as well.

You both intevined your hands, being each other’s support as well as increasing the closeness between you. It melted your heart knowing that at that moment you had full protection from him as well as all of his devotion, all of it reserved only for you.

Bakugo was losing the battle and you could feel he was near so before you both would go into a state of ecstasy you quickly kissed him on the lips. That was the moment when you stopped and came, loosing your battle of the bedwar. However, you slithered your hand around his cock and gave it a few quick pumps to get him off as well all the while still sitting on him. He came a bit harder than you expected, painting your shirt in the white ribbons of his sperm, though he did help you get a new t-shirt and a pair of shorts, but you refused to wear your bottoms, convincing him to leave his clothes off as well.

After he gave you the plan b pill both of you nested close to each other, awaiting the dawn and what it may bring for you on the morrow.

#mha #my hero academia #my hero academy #bakugou x y/n #bakugo #bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo #mha bakugo smut #bakugo smut #bakugo x reader #bakugo x y/n #bakugou x you #reader #y/n #you #april bullies

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