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A funny thing called Fate: Chapter 2

Pairing: Bryce X MC (Aisha Khurrana)

Word Count: 4.6 K words (yeah yeah its more than usual)

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Warning: None, just some cursing

Author’s note: The next chapter is here and it is in Aisha’s POV!!

I decided to take part in @choicesseptemberchallenge20 and the prompt is heaven which you will find in bold.

TERMS THAT YOU NEED TO KNOW:

- IIT, Delhi: It’s one of the most premier institute for engineering in India. Delhi campus is said to be the best one in the country. The majority of the Indian CEO’s like Google, at least have a degree of IIT under their belt.

-ku'uipo: Sweetheart

-'Ae: Yes

- Beta padhai par dhyaan do, dost aate jaate hai: Child, focus on your studies, friends come and go (TBH this is the one line which maximum desi kids have heard while growing up. That's why we can be uh.. awkward in making new friends lol)

-Main kya gadhi hoon: I'm such a dumbass (side note: gadhi (female) actually means donkey in hindi)

-Duniya main maine itna bada gaandu kabhi dekha nahi hai maine: I have not seen a bigger asshole than this guy. (yes I love swearing in hindi and what about it)

Forgive me if i made any errors

10 YEARS AGO- AISHA'S POV

My fingers ran against the spines of the book, my head tilted as I searched for a new book to dive into.

"Found anything of your liking, Aisha?" Tina, the librarian asked, her kind eyes twinkling. The old librarian loved me because I always helped around in sorting the books or with checkout. She suggested that if I were to help her, she would pay me so I decided why not?

But the lack of people coming to the library and their constant need to be fake on social media, flexing about their looks instead of textbooks often left the library empty which consequently resulted in free time.

Not that I minded.

In that free time I would either catch up on my study assignments or I would read the books recently added to the collection be it fiction, politics, history, astronomy... I wasn't picky about the genres.

But lately, my attention is being drawn to medical journals and textbooks. Yes, I'm 16 and that its definitely not people my age do but, to be the person balancing on the tightrope between life and death, the person who stands between existence and heaven... it's just a beautiful paradox that I can't help be captivated by the concept.

That and my strengths are biology and chemistry so its just an added plus. So, I definitely dream of being a world class doctor.

Not to brag, but I know all the pulse points in the body and can name the bones of the skull in my sleep. My parents don't know that because... let's say there is a reason why I stay out of home for the majority of the day.

Are we again going to go over this? I am sick and tired of your fucking indiscipline. How I wish you could be more like Aditya... Mama's voice rung in my ears which made me close my eyes and take a shuddering breath.

Now is not the time to think about how awful you are. I repeated it in my head like a mantra, making it a point to message my brother and rant about the newest development.

Despite our parents trying to pit me against bhaiya, we were thick as thieves. We always had each other's backs and we're there to cheer each other up. Whenever our parents would scream at any of us, we would wait until they fell asleep to do something to lift the other person up. Midnight feasts, movie binge or just cuddling and imagining a future where we were away from them... That always managed to cheer me up and I knew bhaiya enjoyed it too.

I don't think we fought that much either because we were pretty close in age, with only three and a half years difference. We are pretty like-minded and scientifically inclined only he was interested in computer engineering while I was fascinated by the engineering of the human body.

It sucked that he is in IIT, Delhi while I'm so far away. We still manage to video call irrespective of the time zones but it is not the same as having the comfort of your older brother.

"I think I will take this." I handed her a battered copy of Gray's anatomy.

Tina just gave a knowing smile and I checked out. I headed to the nearby Fleming Beach Park, which is one of the most popular beaches in Maui. It was a five-minute walk from the library and the majority of the school population used to come here to hang out in the evenings.

Not that I was paying any attention to my oblivious classmates.

I headed to Kimo's Beach Shack and the owner gave me a gentle smile.

"What will it be, ku'uipo? The usual?" They asked as they wiped their hand on the dishtowel.

"'Ae." I smiled at them and they started making my favourite drink- Strawberry milkshake.

Precariously balancing my bag, the drink in one hand and my wrist-thick library book under the armpit of my other hand, I headed to the quieter side of the beach, away from the raucous.

I settle down under the shade of the palm trees and lean back against the rocks, taking in the view around me. I could see people from my school roaming around in their swimming suits either playing volleyball or surfing. As I sipped my milkshake (looking like an absolute loner, must I add) my eyes drifted to their happy faces as the joked around, laughing and having fun with their friends.

The two concepts that are so unfamiliar to me.

When I was back in India, I had a good group of friends who I would hang out with and play basketball with. It was good but shifting to a new place can strain those relationships. I do follow them on social media but seeing them enjoying and doing the things which we used to do together, it causes my heart to ache.

And I never really tried making friends here in Maui because a) The people here didn't consider me as one of them and b) My parents kept on saying it is temporary so there was no point focusing on that. Beta padhai par dhyaan do, dost aate jaate hai. My dad told me the one night I decided to express my excessive loneliness.

Thanks papa, real helpful. I shook my head, sipping my drink as I carefully opened my library book.

"You look sad." A childish voice spoke up breaking me out from my melancholy. I looked up and saw a four-year-old girl, her doe-like eyes staring down at me. She was wearing a pink summer dress and a cute bow hairband, taming her light brown hair.

"Huh?"

"You look sad... and lonely."

"I am okay, keiki... Don't worry."

The kid's eyebrows furrowed with confusion. "How did you know my name?"

My eyes widened. In the two years in Hawaii, I had learnt a little bit of Hawaiian and spoke in bits and pieces. And I'm pretty sure keiki meant 'child' in Hawaiian so you could imagine the shock I felt when her name was the literal translation of child.

Who the fuck names their child... child?

"A lucky guess. It is nice to meet you Keiki." She moved her hand forward and Keiki's hand clutched my big hand with her small ones shaking it. Her hand was as big as my palm.

"What's your name?" Keikie asked as she sat down next to me.

"I'm Aisha. And, what are you doing here all alone?"

"I came with my elder brother but he and his friends were playing and he forgot his promise to build a sandcastle with me. So I just went walking." She huffed and crossed her short arms across her chest.

"Well, your brother would be worried about you, won't he?" I asked as her eyes scan the crowd, looking for a guy who remotely looks like my little companion.

"Well, I think that's a go-good puni-shi-ment for him." She struggled with the big word.

Aisha chuckled and soon Keiki's giggles joined hers.

"You remind me of the times when I used to bother my elder brother like that. He would get so mad."

"Where is he now?" She asked as her hands fisted the sand, her eyes moving to look at the brunette.

"Well, he is in university, in a completely different country."

"Do you miss him?"

"A lot." I sighed. Her puppy eyes met mine and she reached to hold my elbow. I smiled down at her, appreciating the gesture. She opened her mouth to ask me more questions when we heard a commotion.

"KEIKI!! There you are!" A shout wafted towards us, interrupting Keiki. I saw a tall guy jogging towards us and when my eyes landed on him, I immediately recognized him.

Bryce Lahela. The golden boy of my school, with girls and guys falling for him, left, right, centre. And right now, he was approaching me completely shirtless, his abs glistening in the evening sun. He had a Polynesian tattoo wrapping around his left bicep and ending a little below his collarbone which had me feeling... uh thirsty?

Cool, cool, cool, just act like yourself.

Yeah as if that's helped you deal with your awkwardness. Her conscience snarked at her.

“Shut up.” I muttered to myself. But, I wasn’t subtle enough and Bryce turned towards me, a weird look in his eyes.

Off to a great start, Aisha. Keep up the good work. I mentally groaned as I went back to reading my library book.

"Thank god Keiki you are okay... I was so worried." He kneeled and hugged her, immediately forgetting my weird mumblings. I could feel the body heat emanating from him and suddenly, the anatomy of the kidney seemed more interesting than the hot guy beside me.

"Its okay Bryce. I was talking to my new friend." Keiki squeaked as she pulled away from the hug, two sets of hazel eyes staring at me now.

My eyes widened and I subconsciously reached to push my glasses up my nose, feeling the back of my neck heating up.

"Well, thank you so much." His voice reverberated and I swear I felt as if I would combust at the spot.

I looked up and shot a tiny smile. "No worries. Keiki here makes a nice study buddy."

I internally smacked my head. Study buddy? Really? Who uses that term now?

"Of course. Daddy says that I'm a beauty with brains." She said with a smug smile.

"Well, that's the one thing that I agree with dad," Bryce said as he settled down on her other side. The one feet distance enabled my mind to resume working.

I smiled down at Keiki and I found that Bryce was looking at me intently.

O... okay?

"Wait... You go to my school right? Lahainaluna High School?"

I nodded my head. I was about to introduce myself when his eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

He was snapping his fingers when his face lightened up with recognition. "You are Aisha, right? The newbie who joined us last year I was in your chemistry class last year."

The drink almost fell from my hand and I had to clutch it tighter to prevent myself from making a bigger mess. Clearing my throat I smiled nervously. "Yeah, that's me. You are Bryce, right? You are on the basketball team, right?"

"You know me?" He asked, shocked and I could hardly stop myself from rolling my eyes.

"Duh?! You are Mr. Popular with really good looks and either people love you or hate you." I rambled off.

A small smile played on his lips. "And which category would you belong too? The love or hate category?"

I gave a shy smile. "Let's just say I'm on neutral grounds. Give me a good reason why I should like you."

"Because of my dashing looks? My tattoo?" He stretched his hands wide, gesturing towards himself. His hair caught the evening light, making it look like a halo. His hazel eyes had flecks of gold which threatened to drown me but before I could get lost in his sheer beauty, I shook my head to snap out of the daze of his presence and gave a mocking sigh.

"Aaaannnndd, he is just like other dumb jocks who is overly obsessed with his looks. Why are they all the same?"

Keiki put her hand sympathetically on my lap. "Don't worry Ash. I don't like Bryce when he talks about his looks either."

Bryce gasped. "Keiki you are breaking my heart."

"Good."

He reached for her and started tickling her which made her squeal with laughter. I had to get up so that the sand doesn't get on me, laughing at the sight. "Brryyccee!! Stopp!!"

"Not until you tell me I'm the best brother in the world."

Gasping for breath with tears in her eyes, Keiki breathed out in defeat. "Okay, okay. You are the best... brother in... the world."

Bryce pulled back a grin playing on his lips.

"Good."

My phone rang and I saw Mama's name flash on the screen which made me sigh.

"Your mom?" Bryce asked.

"Yep. should reach home before she turns into momzilla." We chuckled as I put my book into my bag.

"Bye Keiki, it was nice talking to you."

"Bye Ash. I like you. Can we make sandcastles next time?" I laughed and nodded, "Sure sweetie."

"Where is my goodbye?" Bryce pouted.

I rolled her eyes. "Bye Bryce. See you around."

And with that, I turned on her heel, and walked home, feeling much better.

PRESENT

Aisha felt like banging her head against the wall of the hospital out of utter embarrassment. In the span of 7 hours, she had pissed off her superior, met her ex from ten years ago, got stuck with a partner who hardly did anything and now managed to embarrass herself yet again in front of her role model.

Rookie... Are you hiding from me? The way Dr. Ramsey had an eyebrow raised, as if to question why she was hiding behind another intern and the appalled expression as she stumbled over her words were forever imprinted in her mind.

Not my brightest moment. Aisha recollected as she sighed at the way she stuttered and finally came up with an excuse.

I'm doing charts. She mocked herself as she shook her head. There was a table right next to me!! I could have come up with anything but that weak ass excuse.

And she had always dreamed that if she were to meet Bryce in real life, she would definitely insult the fuck out of him and then for the finishing stroke, she would probably punch him in his handsome face or kick him in the crown jewels.

But sadly, you seldom get the things you wish for.

I don't have time for this - Main kya gadhi hoon. She mentally groaned as she tried to shut off the part of her brain which was so hell-bent on making her feel humiliated.

She entered Annie's room to find her curled up in her bed, playing idly with her phone. She perked up a little when she saw Aisha, forcing a smile on her face.

"Oh. Hi, Dr. Khurrana."

"I just came by to see how you're feeling Annie."

Annie shrugged. "The same. The nurse came by and gave me some medication a little while ago.."

Opening Annie's chart she checked. "Yeah, antibiotics. It's too soon to see any improvement yet, but hopefully, we'll see some results soon."

Aisha was about to turn on her heel and leave when she heard Annie's small voice. "hey, could you stay awhile? It's... kinda lonely, being here all on my own."

Aisha gave an empathetic smile and reached to sit down on the chair near her bed. "Of course I can."

"Thank you once again doc."

"No, thank you. I haven't been off my feet since I got out of bed this morning. So Annie," Aisha leaned forward, "what are you studying?"

Annie blinked as if she was confused by the question. She took a couple of heavy breaths before attempting to answer.

"My master's is in... English... but my... my..." She swayed, her voice woozy as she tried to finish her sentence.

Aisha was on alert. "Annie, are you feeling okay?" She asked as she felt her pulse which was dropping before Annie passed out.

The heart rate monitor sounded a long, flat tone as her heart stopped.

"OH MY GOD!! Code blue, I need some help here!!" Aisha shouted, pressing the button near her bed.

"C'mon Annie stay with me." As Aisha stood on the nearby stool, performing CPR as she waited for the code team to arrive.

"Aisha?!" Jackie's shocked voice made her lookup.

"Jackie, where is the code team?"

"Room 502 called a code blue just before you. Just keep up with CPR. They'll get to you when they can!"

Aisha's eyes flashed. "That could be too late!! Help me, Jackie we are losing her fast."

"What were her symptoms?" Jackie asked as she snapped on the latex gloves and moved towards the bed.

"Symptoms were headache and nausea. Started during her vacation to Indonesia. Aurora and I did a blood workup and gave her cefpodoxime." Aisha opened the gown and Jackie's eyes narrowed in on the rash rapidly spreading on the side of the body.

"She is breaking in hives. She is in anaphylactic shock!"

"Now that I think about it, it may be because of her allergy to the antibiotics I gave... I had fucking asked her, dammit." Guilt made her chest heavy.

Jackie's face turned into a scowl as she wheeled the defibrillator cart closer. "It doesn't matter whose fault it is. This girl needs you now! We have to get her heart started ourselves."

Aisha nodded as she opened Annie's gown, baring her chest. She took a steadying breath. You have done this numerous times in AIIMS, you can do this.

Taking the paddles, she placed one paddle on the right side, beneath her collarbone and the other paddle on the left side, just beneath her armpit.

A small impressive smile made its way on Jackie's lips. "Good, now set the charge."

"Charging to 300 volts... Clear!"

Annie's body spasmed as the paddles discharged. Keeping them aside, Aisha resumed her compressions on Annie's chest.

C'mon Annie... You can do this... Come back to me. Aisha prayed.

The monitor beeped twice before Annie's heartbeat returned, accelerated but constant.

She let out a sigh of breath as she bent over the bed. Jackie clapped her back. "You are soooo lucky."

"Shut up. Now just give her an epinephrine injection and intubate while I maintain compression."

Jackie nodded her head and Aisha shot a grateful smile as she continued her compressions, her hands aching.

"What the hell is going on in here, Rookie?"

Yikes. Aisha winced at the tone and looked up to find Dr. Ramsey glaring from the doorway.

Time to own up, buddy. She sighed and spoke up. "Dr. Ramsey, she was allergic to the antibiotics I prescribed.

She couldn't gauge his reaction from so far away. "Well... at least you are taking responsibility. Sometimes patients don't know about their own allergies. That's why you always have to be cautious."

Jackie injected the epinephrine pen into Annie's tight. Still unconscious, Annie took a shuddering gasp of air.

"And now we intubate."

"Excellent work, Doctor...?"

A self-satisfied smile made its way on Jackie's face. "Varma."

"You were assigned to this case?"

"No, I was passing and I hear Dr. Khurrana calling a code blue."

A smile made its way on his face which shocked Aisha. This man voluntarily uses his facial muscles to smile? I wouldn't have known. "The patient's very lucky you were here. I'm not confident Dr. Khurrana could have handled this alone."

Now, wait a damn minute... Aisha clenched her jaw. This wasn't her first time she was getting insulted and yeah it was called for but it didn't help her feel any better either.

Jackie bit her lip and glanced at Aisha, which Aisha pointedly ignored. Watch her jump at the opportunity in 3...2...1

"Thank you. Just doing my job, Dr. Ramsey."

There it is.

Gulping down her annoyance, Aisha spoke up. "Dr. Varma really bailed me out." Aisha turned towards Jackie and nodded stiffly. "Thank you, Dr. Varma."

Jackie tried to read her, guilt swimming in her eyes.

She should be guilty, she took the credit of the save when I was the one calling the shots.

"...Anytime."

Fuck you. She narrowed her eyes slightly which made Jackie wince.

Luckily, Dr. Ramsey gave Jackie an out. "Dr. Varma, you should return to your patients."

A relieved smile made its way on her face. "Yes, Doctor." Throwing a backward glance towards Aisha, she walked out.

Dr. Ramsey swivelled towards Aisha, his face drawn tight with annoyance. "And you... you need to have a long hard think about whether or not you're ready to be here. It doesn't matter that it's your first day, or that you're still learning. Whether this girl lives or dies is on you. Is that clear?"

"Crystal, Dr. Ramsey."

"You still have no idea what's wrong with her, and your first attempt nearly killed her. This is the real world. No room for mista--"

"Hi, Dr. Ramsey? Sorry to interrupt." A short Asian intern interrupted him and Aisha let out a small sigh of relief.

This guy would give my parents a run for their money. Why do I meet assholes everywhere I go?

"For the love of God, what now?"

"One of the nurses told me... that one of the other interns told them... that one of the doctors said..."

Dr. Ramsey certainly didn't enjoy beating around the bush. With a biting voice, sharp enough to make both Aisha and the intern to flinch, he commanded. "Skip to the point."

"Dr. Toussaint needs to see you urgently." She rushed.

Dr. Ramsey pinched the bridge of his nose, muttered something about 'interns' under his breath.

Straightening his coat, who gave pointedly glanced at Aisha. "Remember what I said, Rookie. Next time I see you, you'd better have solved the case." He turned on his feet and stormed out making the petite intern jump.

Aisha stepped out into the hall with the intern, leaned against the wall and let out a sigh.

"Thank god for Dr. Toussaint. I swear if he wouldn't have called, Dr. Ramsey would have burst a vein or something."

The intern leaned against the wall adjacent to Aisha. "Yeah... Too bad he doesn't actually need to see Dr. Ramsey."

Aisha's eyes widened and she turned to stare at the other intern. "Huh?"

"I made it up! I could hear Ramsey chewing you out halfway down the hall, I figured you might need a save."

Oh my god, that is the sweetest thing anyone has done for me.

Aisha smiled brightly. "Thank you so much. I really appreciate it. But you could get in serious trouble if he realizes it."

She shrugged with a cheeky grin. "If. Besides, I'm tougher than I look. I'm Sienna by the way. Or Dr. Trinh. Whichever floats your boat."

"I'm Aisha Khurrana. Thanks again." Aisha's pager beeped and she looked down and sighed. "As fun as our little adventure was, I need to get back to work. Nice talking to you Sienna and once again, thanks for the save."

"Bye, hope you solve the case. Also, wait! I heard all the doctors hang out at this bar called Donahue's. I think, just down the street. Apparently, it's like the place to go and decompress after a long shift. Wanna come?"

"Sure!! If only I survive my first shift."

Sienna gave a brilliant smile. "Assuming you live through the next few hours, I'll meet you in the atrium after we clock out."

And Aisha got back to work, tending to her other patients but Annie's unconscious face kept on flashing behind her eyelids and Ramsey's words echoed in her head, like a broken tape recorder.

You need to have a long hard think about whether or not you're ready to be here.

She took a shuddering breath, doubt slipping into her mind, making her question everything she did. Every patient she treated and every prescription she signed.

Am I really cut out for this?

She tried to stop the rising anxiety but it still continued to swell in her like a balloon. Her throat began to dry up and it felt as if the weight on her chest didn't allow her to breathe.

Oh god, it's happening.

Feeling like she was on the verge of a breakdown, she ducked into a dark supply closet so nobody could see her while she tried to pull herself together.

It's okay. You worked your way through med school to get here. You are worthy. She chanted, taking in gulps of air.

It had hardly been a minute when the door suddenly opened and she heard footsteps.

Aisha internally groaned in annoyance. "Get in or get out. Just quit holding the door." She turned around and saw Bryce.

Oh fuck.

He nervously cleared his throat and walked towards her, maintaining his distance. "I feel like I'm interrupting something. Are... are you okay?"

Thanks to the dark, he couldn't see her tear rimmed eyes. Sighing loudly she untied her hair and ran her fingers through it, something she often did when she felt like her life was on the verge of falling apart.

"Nothing. I'm just looking for something." She tried to speak in a sharp tone but it just sounded like her voice was cracking.

She knew that Bryce had definitely heard how close she was to crying. Concern laced his voice. "Hey, I know when we met I was nothing but a dumb, self-obsessed jock but it's different now. I... I know you are not okay. Want to talk about it? Or vent?"

Goddamit Bryce. "Fine! I almost killed my first patient and I fucking swear to god I saw my career flash before my eyes. But it was lowkey my fault. I should have checked for allergies. But I tried fixing my error by calling the shots and Jackie helped me. BUT that's not it! Instead of being a humble person, Jackie swoops in and takes the credit of my save and Dr. Ramsey just goes on congratulating her as if she won some fucking AMA Award-"

"Aisha, breathe."

Taking a lungful of air she continued. "- And don't even get me started on Dr. Ethan Freaking Ramsey. Duniya main maine itna bada gaandu kabhi dekha nahi hai maine. What a dick!! He should get fucking laid to work off all his anger issues-"

Bryce snorted but didn't dare to interrupt Aisha. From the short time they dated, he knew better than to interrupt her mid-rant, it only managed to instigate her.

Another deep breathe. "- Boy does he manage to make me doubt myself in every step of the way like am I worthy of being here? I mean, I threw my heart and soul into med school because I wanted to be the best doctor out there but dammit I don't think I am ready."

When he made sure she wasn't going to launch into a new roast session, he spoke up. "Wow. You managed so many years of med school, but eight hours into the shift and you're surrendering? Didn't take you for a quitter."

Excuse me? Aisha's eyes narrowed.

"You don't know me anymore Bryce. The Aisha you dated is long gone and dead." She said in a low voice.

He shrugged. "True, but I know that you still have the fire in you to do what you love the most. C'mon, you have dealt with worse but yet you are here, standing tall. This is just temporary. I know you can pick yourself back up and break down all the obstacles in front of you."

She looked up at Bryce, only able to see the faint outline of his body. He still was the same- tall, well built and with really good hair. "No offence but... you used to be the guy who would wet himself during chemistry practicals, what happened to make you so...?" She gestured her hand at him, accidentally hitting his hand.

He hesitated. "As you said, things changed and you don't know me anymore Aisha."

"Fair enough."

The lack of space and the awkward silence just fueled the tension between them. She could feel his converse bumping into her shoes and the heated gaze on her face.

There used to be a time when Aisha and Bryce would talk for hours on end and they never ran out of topics to talk about. Be it something as lame as which is the superior flavour of ice cream or as deep as life after death.

Look at us now... Aisha thought to herself, gulping.

Her hair fell on her face as she averted her eyes, unable to come up with something to talk about. Bryce's hand involuntary reached to push back the rebel strands behind her ear, his hands caressing her cheek in the process. It felt as if electric sparks shot up her cheeks, making her blush.

Bryce opened his mouth. "Aisha-"

The door opened and she heard a feminine voice. "Bryce I saw you giving me the look so I decided to join you-"

A woman walked around the corner of the help and Aisha's jaw dropped. It was not because she was shocked that he was dating, he could screw the entire hospital for all she cared but, no... she was topless.

"Oh." The unknown woman placed her hands beside her.

"Sam-" Bryce began and Aisha spoke up at the same time. "I was just-"

The confusion was interrupted again when the closet door opened again and a senior resident stood before them, aghast. "What is going on over here?"

"Oh fuck." The expletive spilt from Aisha's lips.

The topless woman, whose name apparently was Sam, quipped in. "Yeah what she said."

Well, this is totally not awkward.

AUTHOR”S NOTE #2:

Number one, yeah I dragged PB a bit in regards to Keiki’s name.. PB do your research challenge 🙄

Number two, okay so about the tattoo part, me and @bratzlahela were just talking about Bryce having Polynesian tattoos based on this post and I had to integrate it in my series lol

This is something I imagined 🤭

Number 3, Also I tried to change up the scene a bit with Jackie because tbh, Aisha is pretty fucking smart and she won’t be like “Boo-hoo. I don’t know anything” And about the part where she spoke about using the defibrillator numerous times in AIIMS, In India the medical education is a little more hands-on and focuses more on clinical practice rather than theory. Medical students from first year start doing ward duty and help around in the hospitals taking patient history, etc. Also, they have a mandatory year of internship without which you don’t get your license.

Number 4, So about that supply closet scene, how many of y’all thought would you get a make out sesh?

If yes, here is your clown wig 🤡

Number 5, AND CAN WE TALK ABOUT TODDLER KEIKI I SWEAR I WAS JUST GUSHING THE ENTIRE TIME 🥺

Lastly, IT PHYSICALLY HURT ME TO ROAST ETHAN LIKE IM SO SORRY SWEETIE 😭🥺🤧

This was a pretty long author’s note heheheh

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Seventeen: Last Christmas I Gave You My Heart

Characters: Seventeen x female reader (it’s in first person which like i’ve never done before???)

Genre/warnings: idol au, christmas au, fluff, angst, smut (nothing too wild tbh it’s kinda vanilla), verbal abuse kinda????, mild violence, bullying, cheating, major character death

Word count: 6,055

Summary: In which you find that life works in very mysterious and sometimes odd ways, as does love and death.

a/n: i think i’ve let the joke go on long enough but this is completely based off of horrible 1d wattpad fics so,,,,,,,good luck reading this lmao

I woke up to my mother pounding on my bedroom door. It wasn’t something uncommon, but it was still something I didn’t like. She was always mean to me. She wished she didn’t give birth to me, which was something she told me often.

“Y/N!” she shouted through the door before throwing it open. “Wake up and pack your things! You’re leaving!”

I sat up, my perfectly straight but still slightly wavy much like a model hair already perfectly falling down my back as if I didn’t even sleep. I rubbed my eyes, trying to comprehend her words.

“Mother, what are you talking about?” I asked.

“I sold you,” she stated.

My blue eyes widened in shock, “WHAT?!”

“Christmas is coming up and I needed money to pay for gifts,” she spat. “A man offered a good deal, so I sold you.”

I knew she was a single mother and struggled to make ends meet, but this was a new length even for her. How could she sell her own daughter?

“Now hurry up,” she huffed. “Seventeen are waiting for you downstairs.”

I paused as I was about to get out of bed, my eyes finding my mother again, “D-did you say...S-S-Seventeen?”

No. There was no way she was serious. Seventeen couldn’t ever be my new owners, could they? They were my favorite kpop group ever, and with my luck, there was no way something that good could possibly happen to me. I was always such a klutz in school, how could something this great happen to a girl like me?

“Are you deaf? Of course I said Seventeen!” she shouted. “Now get your things and go before they decide to change their minds!”

As my mother slammed my door shut, I quickly got out of bed and threw on whatever I could find -- black leggings with a white crop top that showed off my slim figure, and a denim jacket. I slid on my Converse and quickly packed my things before I ran to the bathroom. Despite looking flawless, I silently complained to myself that I didn’t have time to put makeup on my milky skin. I threw my hair into a perfect messy bun before brushing my teeth and running downstairs to come face to face with...

Seventeen.

I almost fainted, but I knew my mother would yell at me for it.

S.Coups stood in front of the group, smiling his classic perfect smile that always made my melt. He stepped forward to introduce him and the group

He smiled, “Say the name!”

“Hello, we are Seventeen!” they all said in unison as they bowed.

I couldn’t believe they were real and right in front of me. They looked even more beautiful in person!

“You must be Y/N,” Jeonghan smiled his angelic smile. “We’re happy to meet you.”

“We’ll take good care of you!” Dokyeom promised with a bright grin.

“S.Coups-hyung, we should get going!” Dino advised with a worried look. “We don’t want to be late for our flight. We have a schedule to stick to.”

“Yah, I know,” S.Coups sighed.

“Come on, Y/N,” Jisoo smiled as he walked over to grab my bags. I knew he would be a gentleman but I didn’t even have to ask! “Let’s get going!”

And as I left my old life behind with Seventeen, I didn’t look back once.

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I love living with Seventeen. They were even nicer than I could’ve imagined, but I couldn’t help but notice something strange. All of them always seemed to be staring at me, and sometimes I would catch them staring. Some members like Jisoo or Dino would quickly look away as their cheeks turned pink, but others like Mingyu or Hoshi would continued to eye me up and down. I couldn’t figure out why.

They were so sweet, though. They would offer to do almost everything for me. It was a much better life than my old one back at home.

“Y/N, let me get that for you!” Wonwoo insisted as he rushed over to open the door to the hotel we were staying at for the night.

“No, I’ve got it,” Woozi said before grabbing the handle and pulling the door open.

“Thank you, oppa,” I giggled before entering the building behind a few of the other members.

After we checked in, it was time to pick rooms.

“I call dibs sharing with Y/N!” Seungkwan called.

“No fair!” Dino whined. “I want to share with noona!”

“I’m older, so I get to,” Mingyu stated.

“I’m the leader, so I get to,” S.Coups spoke up over everyone, crossing his arms over his chest with a smirk on his face, figuring he’d won.

“Or,” Jisoo began before gesturing to me, “we can let Y/N pick.”

Thirteen pairs of eyes landed on me, and I shrunk backwards. How could I pick? How could anybody pick just one person in Seventeen to room with?! Couldn’t I room with all of them somehow?

Wonwoo seemed to pick up on how flustered I was, and spoke up, “Let’s not put pressure on her. We can play a game to figure it out.”

“Gawi bawi bo!” Dino immediately shouted.

The thirteen boys gathered in a circle to play gawi bawi bo to decide who would room with me. I watched from the sidelines, trying not to giggle too loudly or pass out completely. It was like they were fighting over me!

The first members out were Jun, Woozi, Mingyu, and Vernon. Mingyu frowned and sulked as he walked away from the circle. Woozi seemed almost annoyed, while Jun tried to hide his disappointment by laying his head on Vernon’s shoulder.

The next members out were S.Coups, Jisoo, Hoshi, and The8. S.Coups and Hoshi both cursed, but quickly apologized to me for swearing in front of me. Jisoo was a total gentleman about it -- as expected -- while The8 went to silently stand by Jun, the two of them talking in Chinese to each other, so I didn’t know what they were saying.

It finally came down to Jeonghan and Dino, and Jeonghan kept teasing the younger, saying the baby wouldn’t win. Everybody was watching intently, especially me as they went for the final round.

And...

“Yay!” Dino cheered seeing that his rock beat out Jeonghan’s scissors. “Y/N, you’re my roommate!”

You giggled and clapped your hands together, bouncing on the balls of you feet, “I can’t wait!”

So the rest of the members split off into pairs and found their rooms, and Dino led the way to the room we’d be sharing. But walking into the room, we both noticed something very different than what we were expecting.

“W-why is there only one queen bed?” I asked quietly.

Dino turned and poked his head out into the hallway, finding their manager still there to make sure everybody got into their rooms okay.

“Manager? Is there a reason our room only has one bed? Shouldn’t we have two?” he asked.

“Ah, some of the rooms have singles,” the manager explained. “Why, is that a problem?”

I didn’t want to make somebody change rooms, so I quickly spoke up, “No, that’s okay!”

Dino just shrugged and closed the door.

“Well,” he sighed, “it’s getting kinda late, so we should probably get comfy.”

“Y-yeah,” I stuttered, too shy to look Dino in the eyes.

In the commotion of getting into the hotel, I didn’t realize that my luggage was left in our cars. I gasped when I realized only Dino’s suitcase was here, and he looked up from where he was unzipping his suitcase to look at me.

“Is everything okay?” he asked.

“All of my clothes are in the van!” I cried.

“That’s okay,” he smiled, “you can borrow something of mine.”

Dino grabbed a t-shirt and some sweats, handing them over to me and telling me I could use the bathroom to change first. I blushed as I took them and walked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind me. Dino’s clothes smelled like him and it made my heart flutter.

I put on his clothes. I was practically drowning in them from how tiny and petite I am. His shirt was more like a dress, reaching the middle of my thighs. His sweatpants fell off my body, so I couldn’t wear them, leaving me in just a t-shirt and underwear.

I left the bathroom and noticed Dino had quickly changed while I was changing. He turned to look at me when the door opened, his mouth falling open in awe. To him, I looked so adorable in his clothes. But the fact his pants were in my hand and not on my body had him thinking other things as well.

“S-sorry, the sweats didn’t fit...” I shyly told him as I handed them back.

“T-that’s okay,” he stammered as he took them and put them back in his suitcase. “A-anyway, let’s go to bed.”

We both went over to our respective sides and pulled the blankets back before getting in. Dino shut off the lights with the switch on the wall by the nightstand before he got comfortable and closed his eyes.

“Comfy?” he asked.

“W-well...” I began, unsure if I should say what I wanted to.

“What is it, Y/N?” he asked as he rolled over to face me. “You can tell me anything.”

“I-I’m...kind of...afraid of...t-the...dark...”

“O-oh,” he stammered. “Well, um, I could, um...cuddle you if that helps...”

My cheeks heated up, and I was happy that the room was dark so he couldn’t see my blush, “S-sure...”

I felt Dino’s arms wrap around me, pulling me into his warm body. My face nuzzled into his chest as we both got comfortable, our legs tangling together.

“Better?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“I won’t let anything get to you, Y/N, I promise. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Dino.”

And then I drifted off to sleep in his arms.

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Things between the members were starting to get tense, but I didn’t know why. It was a gradual thing that I didn’t notice at first, but I started to tell that they were more passive aggressive with each other sometimes. But today in particular, it was really bad. It was like everybody was just in a bad mood as they sat around their dorm’s living room together.

“S.Coups-hyung, could you pass the remote?” Mingyu asked.

“No, I’m using it,” he snapped.

“No you’re not,” Woozi pointed out.

“You pulled the same thing yesterday!” Jeonghan reminded him.

The room suddenly erupted into shouting and yelling and arguing, and I just sat there in the middle of it, not knowing what was going on. I could hardly make out anything they were saying but I tried my best to keep up as well as try to calm them down.

“Just admit you’re hogging Y/N!” one of them accused.

“So are you!”

I was so confused. What did I have to do with anything?

“Wait!” I shouted above all of them, standing up. “Is all this fighting over me?”

“We all really like you, Y/N,” Jisoo admitted with a sigh.

“But some of us won’t give anybody else a chance,” Hoshi sneered, his gaze on some of the younger members.

More bickering broke out despite by best efforts to stop it. And before I knew it, they were standing up and shoving each other and grabbing at each other and being physically aggressive. I didn’t know what to do, but I knew I had to do something!

“She should be with me!” one member insisted.

“No, with me!” another said.

“Fuck both of you, it should be me!” another chimed in.

I tried to put myself between some of them to separate them, but they’d just move out of the way and continue or go after somebody else. I couldn’t stop their fighting no matter how much I pleaded. My chest felt tight and I felt like I was getting lightheaded.

Before I could say anything or do anything else, all I saw was black.

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“Y/N?”

Somebody was softly calling my name. I wasn’t sure who it was or what had happened. I couldn’t remember anything as my eyes fluttered open, looking up into the eyes of Wonwoo. He was one of the most soft spoken members, so I was surprised my head ended up cradled in his lap as he looked down at me with a soft smile, one of his hands smoothing back my hair.

“You’re okay!” he grinned. “How do you feel?”

“Dizzy...” I groaned as I tried to sit up.

He helped me up. I was in the lobby of their building their dorm was located in, so I was confused as to how I ended up here.

“I figured you should get out of such a crowded room and get some fresh air,” Wonwoo explained in his deep voice that I always loved to hear -- even if Ididn’t hear it often. “The guys are still upstairs. They feel really bad about what happened and they stopped arguing. Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “I think I just got overwhelmed.”

“That’s understandable."

The two of us stood up from the couch we were on and decided to go back up to the dorm to check on everybody. Thankfully, everything was quiet when we got back. Everybody seemed to be in their separate rooms to cool off, but as soon as the door closed, heads poked out of doors before they all rushed over to apologize.

“Yah!” Wonwoo called over them. “Let’s give Y/N a little space, okay?”

“Don’t ‘yah’ us, punk,” Jeonghan scolded.

Still, they did as he said and gave me a little more space. They asked how I was feeling and if they could get me anything. Despite insisting I was fine, DK went to go make some soup while Vernon handed me a bottle of water to drink.

The boys guided me over to the couch, and I decided to check my phone to pass some time. However, I noticed something odd. My social media was being blown up, and photos of me laying with my head in Wonwoo’s lap in the lobby were everywhere. And none of the comments on it were good either. Between calling me ugly or saying death threats because they thought we were dating. My eyes filled with tears while I read them before I decided I couldn’t take it anymore. I dropped my phone and ran out of the dorm, ignoring the boys calling me to come back and asking what was wrong. I took the stairs instead of the elevator before running out the door of the lobby and into the night, wanting to get as far away from the dorm as possible. I tugged up my hood and kept my head down as I ran, unsure of where I planned to go but knowing anywhere was better than there.

I wasn’t sure how long I was gone for, but I sat on a bench alone and cried silently. I did my best not to draw attention to myself, and it worked out well since nobody came up to bother me. At least, not for a while.

I sensed somebody sitting next to me on the bench on my right. I didn’t lift my head, though. I stayed with my arms wrapped around my knees on the bench, keeping my face buried in my knees.

“I saw the comments,” Wonwoo’s familiar voice said.

I looked up, my tear-filled eyes finding him beside me, “How’d you find me?”

He just shrugged before continuing, “I’m sorry about all of that.”

“It’s not your fault,” I mumbled.

“But for what it’s worth, I don’t care what anybody says. You’re none of the awful things they said. You’re beautiful and smart and kind, Y/N. And...and I love you.”

My heart fluttered hearing him say those things, “R-really? You love me?”

“Of course I do,” he smiled. “How could I not?”

“I-I love you too, Wonwoo,” I told him.

And then he leaned in and connected our lips with a soft, sweet kiss.

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Pledis was quick to catch onto the dating rumors, and they immediately went to Wonwoo to ask about it. He confirmed it, stating he didn’t care if people didn’t like it. He loved me, and that was that. So that’s the statement Pledis released. I couldn’t care about the haters. I loved Wonwoo and I wanted to be with him.

To celebrate our relationship, the boys decided to throw a party. Everybody was just really happy for us, and I was happy for us, so a party seemed like the perfect idea. It was a huge party, too, with tons of other idols and lots of food and drinks and music and dancing. It was all absolutely perfect.

Wonwoo had gone off to talk to some of his idol friends that he didn’t get to talk to very often, and I stayed on the dance floor. I definitely had more drinks than I normally would, but I didn’t care. I continued to dance to the music, swaying my hips to the beat in a way that was hypnotizing -- especially to one person.

I felt warm hands grip my hips and pull them back toward the person. I was only wearing short shorts and a crop top, so I could feel the material of their clothes against my skin.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that, Y/N?” Jisoo’s familiar voice whispered in my ear above the loud music, his breath fanning my ear. “I wish it were me that you ended up with.”

I wasn’t thinking right. The alcohol, the heat, and the way Jisoo’s hands held my hips as he swayed with me was making my head feel cloudy. So I spun around, placing my hands on his shoulders, and pressed my mouth to his. My hips ground against his as our tongues fought for dominance, my hands moving up to tangle in his hair.

“Do you wanna get out of here?” Jisoo mumbled into the kiss.

I eagerly nodded. He took my hand and began to lead me through the crowd and out the door. He flagged down a cab to take us back to the dorm, and neither of us could seem to keep our hands off of each other in the backseat of the cab. He paid the driver before we got out and went into the building, taking the elevator instead of the stairs. His lips found mine as soon as the doors closed, pushing me up against one of the walls as his tongue pushed into my mouth, dancing with my own.

Before I knew it, our clothes were ripped off, and I was falling back onto his bed. He crawled over me and pressed his lips back to mine while his fingers moved down to my core, immediately pushing two into me. I moaned out and arched my back at the feeling.

“Jisoo-oppa,” I cried as his fingers hit my g-spot.

He smirked as he took in my blissed out expression, “Are you gonna cum for me, baby girl?”

I came hard around his fingers, dragging my nails down his back and leaving red marks in their wake. Jisoo pulled his fingers out of my heat and put them in his mouth, making eye contact with me as he cleaned my release off his digits. I felt my cheeks heat up under his gaze but I couldn’t look away from him. He was so captivating.

Without warning, he slipped his cock into me. I let out a gasp at the feeling that turned into a loud moan from how he stretched me out. He started out at a hard and fast pace immediately, pulling loud moans from me as his hips snapped into mine.

“Does that feel good, Y/N?” he grunted as my legs wrapped around his waist.

“Yes, oppa,” I whined. “Fuck yes!”

He continued to relentlessly hit the spot that had me seeing stars. His nails dug into my hips as I clenched around him and came all over his cock, crying out his name loudly. He came soon after, filling me with his cum. It was a good thing I was on the pill.

Jisoo pulled out of me and flopped down on the bed beside me as I tried to catch my breath.

“That was fun,” he smirked.

We both fell asleep almost immediately.

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I awoke to the sun hitting my eyes. I yawned and stretched, squinting against the light. As my brain started to wake up bit by bit, my eyes scanned the room, realizing I wasn’t in a room I was used to.

Then I saw Jisoo beside me, who still looked absolutely perfect despite the fact he had a lot to drink last night and was also deeply asleep. Not a hair was out of place, he wasn’t snoring or drooling, and he looked like a male model.

That was when I remembered everything that happened the night before. I shot up in bed, the covers falling from my naked body. I frick fracked with Jisoo!

Hurriedly, I got out of bed and scrambled to find my clothes. After getting dressed, I left his bedroom. Thankfully, nobody was around to see. However, I could hear soft crying coming from the bathroom not too far from Jisoo’s room. I walked down the hall and slowly turned the knob, realizing it was unlocked. So I opened the door and saw Wonwoo sitting on the lid of the toilet with his head in his hands as he cried.

“Wonwoo?” I asked as I rushed in to comfort him. “What’s wrong?”

He looked up at me with bloodshot eyes and the most hurt expression I’d ever seen. It shattered my heart into a million pieces.

“You cheated on me!” he sobbed as he showed me his phone. There were articles about Jisoo and I all over the internet. “I can’t believe you’d do that, YN! I trusted you! I loved you!”

I shook my head quickly, “Wonwoo, you don’t understand--”

“Leave me alone!” he shouted as he stood up, pointing to the door.

I left the bathroom in tears, unsure how to fix the mistake I’d made. I hurt the boy I loved the most and I wasn’t sure if I could ever make it up to him.

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It had been a week and I hadn’t spoken to Wonwoo since. I actually hadn’t seen him at all despite living in the same dorm. Everybody obviously knew what happened, but only half the boys were angry with me. They either ignored me or lectured me before, but I knew they weren’t happy with me. But I was drunk when it happened! I made a mistake.

“You can’t mope forever, Y/N,” a familiar voice said from the entrance to the kitchen.

I turned around, almost afraid of who I’d find, but I felt better when I saw who it was, “Oh, it’s just you, The8-oppa.”

He walked over to the fridge and grabbed the carton of juice as he kept talking, “I know you’re upset about Wonwoo-hyung, but you can’t dwell on it. You either have to get over him or do something about it.”

“I want to do something about it,” I told him, “I just don’t know what. How am I supposed to fix this?”

The8 turned to look at me as he drank his juice, leaning up against the counter, “Have you tried talking to him and explaining the situation?”

“He won’t even look at me.”

“You did sleep with one of his best friends,” Seungkwan interjected as he entered the kitchen as well, “can you blame him?”

“Seungkwan-ah!” The8 scolded him sharply.

“Sorry, hyung,” Seungkwan muttered, rolling his eyes.

“Anyway,” the older boy continued, “maybe you should try doing some big gesture for him. Prove you love him.”

My eyes suddenly brightened as I got an idea. I smiled widely at The8, running over to him and giving him a big hug, “That’s perfect, thank you, oppa!”

He chuckled, patting my back, “No problem.”

I raced off to my room and closed the door. I grabbed my phone and took to social media, posting my favorite picture of Wonwoo and I. I then proceeded to pour out my heart and feelings, hoping that this would somehow reach him since he refused to speak to me.

‘I know everybody hates me and I know I made a mistake. I was drunk and stupid. But I know I love Wonwoo more than anything or anyone. I hope he can forgive me one day because my heart is his and I don’t want anybody else. ❤’

I hit post and then waited nervously, unsure what to do next. I knew looking at comments wouldn’t help me, so all I could do was try to distract myself until I knew if Wonwoo saw it. So I got off of my bed and went out into the living room, sitting myself beside DK since the bigger couch was taken up by Mingyu, S.Coups, and Vernon -- they were all upset with me.

My mind managed to be distracted by the variety show playing on the TV, so I was surprised when I heard a familiar, deep voice say my name. All eyes looked over to see Wonwoo standing in the living room, looking at me with an expression I couldn’t quite read. All of the members were surprised he was talking to me, as was I.

I got to my feet, and Wonwoo walked over to me. He towered over me, looking down at me as his face broke out into a smile and he held my face between his hands.

“I couldn’t ever stay mad at you,” he told me before pressing his lips to mine in a sweet kiss, and the rest of Seventeen cheered.

He pulled away with a playful smirk, whispering in my ear, “Let’s take this back to my room, yeah?”

I nodded with a soft giggle as he took my hand and led me back to his bedroom. As soon as his door closed, we were all over each other, but it was more needy than heated like it was with Jisoo. It was like we fit together perfectly, and I missed being in his arms and having his lips on mine.

He guided me over to the bed and laid me down as he slowly and gently removed my clothes, his lips never leaving my skin. He murmured praises against my skin that had me bushing, but I couldn’t bring myself to shy away from him because I had missed being with him so much.

“I love you,” he murmured against my lips.

“I love you, too, Wonwoo,” I breathed.

I felt his cock slide into my entrance, pulling a moan from my lips. My arms and legs wrapped around him, holding him against my body as he thrust into me in slow, deep thrusts that hit just the right spots every time.

“You feel so good,” he groaned, nuzzling into my neck and sucking hickeys there. “I missed you so much.”

I couldn’t even reply from how good he felt inside me. I bit down on my bottom lip as I moved my hips up to meet his thrusts.

“F-fuck, oppa,” I moaned. “I’m g-gonna c-cum.”

“W-wait, I’m close,” he breathed. “I want you t-to cum with m-me.”

Wonwoo continued to thrust into me, and I could tell he was getting close because his moans were getting louder and higher in pitch. His eyes squeezed closed as he moaned out “cum for me” and released into me. I came around his cock, dropping my head back and crying out his name.

After we’d both come down from our highs, he pulled out of me and laid down beside me. I curled up in his arms as he pressed a kiss to my forehead.

“I love you, Y/N,” he whispered.

“I love you, too, Wonwoo.”

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“Thank you all for coming out to our Christmas Eve concert to celebrate the holiday!” S.Coups smiled as he spoke into his mic, looking out into the crowd. “We’re really happy we get to spend Christmas Eve with Carats!”

I stood backstage, watching the concert. So far, it was a lot of fun to watch. They were all so energetic and it was obvious the crowd was having a lot of fun as well. Even I was bouncing around backstage and singing along. But I’ve always been a big fan of Seventeen.

“We should go around and say what we want for Christmas!” Dino suggested.

“Wait, but Santa’s not--”

“Yah, hyung!” Jun cut off Jeonghan before he could finish his sentence. “You can’t say that.”

“Anyway,” S.Coups continued, “let’s do Dino’s idea. I want all of Carats’ love for Christmas!”

His statement caused the crowd to go into a screaming frenzy, which made him laugh.

“You know what I want for Christmas?” Jeonghan asked with an almost evil smirk. He put an arm around Dino’s shoulders and pulled him closer. “Dino nugu aegi?”

Dino sighed, “Jeonghan-hyung’s aegi.”

Jeonghan smiled proudly, “Exactly!”

“I want our Carats to be happy and healthy,” Jisoo smiled.

He definitely was the gentleman of the group.

“I’d like to see my family for Christmas,” Jun admitted. “I miss them a lot.”

I did feel bad for Jun when he said that. It must’ve been hard being away from home and not getting to see your family for Christmas. But I knew the boys would do their best to make his Christmas enjoyable and fun still.

“I want to spend Christmas with Carats!” Hoshi shouted as he made a heart over his head, causing even more screams.

Wonwoo’s turn was next, and I anxiously awaited his reply. We promised each other we wouldn’t get gifts for one another, but I was still curious as to what he wanted for Christmas.

“Actually, what I want for Christmas...” he began before looking off stage toward where I was, “I’d need Y/N out here.”

I didn’t know why, but my heartbeat was suddenly much faster. I walked out on stage, feeling my legs shaking with each step I took. I tried not to look out at the sea of people, keeping my eyes either on the floor or on Wonwoo. He smiled encouragingly as he took my hand, holding the mic in his other hand.

“Y/N, you make me so happy,” he told me, “I don’t care what anybody else says. I don’t care if people don’t like our relationship. I love you more than anything. And that’s why, for Christmas...”

I watched as Wonwoo got down on one knee, reaching into his pocket and fishing out a small black velvet box. He opened the lid and I saw a sparkling diamond ring inside. I gasped as I covered my mouth with both hands, looking down at Wonwoo with tear-filled eyes. He couldn’t be serious, could he?

“I want you to be mine,” he stated. “Y/L/N Y/N, will you marry me?”

I couldn’t even manage to speak, so all I could do was quickly nod my head. Wonwoo grinned as he stood back up and wrapped his arms around me, kissing me sweetly. I could hear the rest of the members cheering, and most of the fans cheering as well for our engagement.

He slid the ring on my finger, whispered one more I love you, and then sent me off backstage again so they could continue their concert. I couldn’t stop staring at the ring as I decided to go outside to get some air. It was very stuffy, and with all the excitement, I was feeling really overheated.

As I walked out back where the buses were parked, I ran into a group of Seventeen fans that must’ve left the venue to look for me, because they definitely didn’t look happy when they saw me.

“It’s Y/N!” one of them called.

“You shouldn’t be with Wonwoo, you ugly bitch!” another called as they rushed toward me.

I went to run away and go back inside, but they caught up to me and pushed me down. They began punching and kicking me as I screamed for help, but I couldn’t be heard over the concert.

Before I knew it, all I saw was black.

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I woke up in an unfamiliar room. The walls and ceiling were all white, the lights were really bright, and it smelled like a doctor’s office.

The fuzziness was starting to leave my mind, and I realized I was surrounded by a bunch of familiar faces. Seventeen crowded the hospital room I was laying in, and I could hear the beeps from the monitors I was hooked up to.

“She’s awake,” S.Coups gasped.

Hoshi quickly ducked out into the hallway to get the doctor.

“How do you feel, Y/N?” Vernon wondered.

I ran a hand through my hair. Despite what I’d gone through, my hair was still perfectly silky and untangled.

“Like I got hit by a truck,” I groaned. “What happened?”

“Well,” the doctor began as he stepped into the room, hearing the conversation as he entered, “you got beat up pretty badly. It was so bad that we had to perform surgery.”

“Surgery?!” I gasped.

The doctor nodded gravely, “You needed a heart transplant, but it was definitely a very difficult procedure. You’re a very lucky girl that both of you survived.”

The first thing I wanted was to see Wonwoo, but as I scanned the faces, I couldn’t find him. All twelve boys were there but Wonwoo was nowhere to be seen. My eyes landed on the leader.

“Where’s Wonwoo?” I asked.

S.Coups hesitated for a moment before asking, “Who do you think gave you the heart?”

My breath caught in my throat, “Did he...?”

“He didn’t make it,” the doctor confirmed. “He gave you his heart so you could live.”

I burst out into sobs. I couldn’t believe Wonwoo would do that. What was I supposed to do without him? I loved him!

“Wait,” I looked up at the doctor as S.Coups stepped forward to comfort me, “you said ‘both of you survived’. Who...?”

“Do you not know?” the doctor asked, only confusing me more. “Y/N, you’re pregnant.”

I gasped. Pregnant? All eyes were on me, all of Seventeen looking absolutely shocked.

It caused even more worries. How would I raise the baby on my own? Wonwoo never even got to know I was pregnant, and he’d never even get to see the baby. While I was still very upset, I placed my hands over my stomach that already had a little bump, happy that I’d at least always have a little bit of Wonwoo with me.

♡━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♡

[ONE YEAR LATER]

“Mommy? What was daddy like?”

I smiled down at my son as he stared at Wonwoo’s headstone, touching the cool stone with his mitten-clad hand, “He was very smart and very kind. You’re just like him, Wonwoo Jr.”

Wonwoo Jr smiled up at me happily, “Really?! When I grow up, I wanna be just like daddy!”

Even though Wonwoo Jr never got to meet his dad, I felt it was important to bring him to his grave on the anniversary. I wanted him to know about Wonwoo even if he had a different father in his life now.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Mingyu chuckled as he picked Wonwoo Jr up in his arms, “don’t go thinking too far ahead. Mommy and I don’t want you to grow up too fast!”

It only made sense when Mingyu and I got together. He had always been my bias, so we were very quick to fall in love after Wonwoo died. Plus he was Wonwoo’s best friend, and his dying wish was for Mingyu to take care of me and look after me. So we got married very quickly, and Mingyu even adopted Wonwoo Jr.

Wonwoo Jr giggled as he wrapped his arms around Mingyu’s neck, “Okay, daddy!”

I smiled up at my two favorite boys in the world, feeling happier than I’d ever been, “I love both of you so much.”

“We love you too, mommy!” Wonwoo Jr chirped.

“Very, very much,” Mingyu agreed before pressing a sweet kiss to my lips.

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What type of wand and patronus Would the kids have in Hogwarts AU? Would any be animagi?

okay we are really scraping the barrel of my harry potter knowledge here,,, i didn’t even finish the books guys have mercy on me i genuinely had to do vague research to answer this but here we go

Luther:

Wood: Holly. Holly wants often choose people engaged in dangerous or spiritual quests, and I mean Luther’s search for answers and the truth and figuring out his feelings regarding his father and his family is certainly a big old quest in my books. The wood is considered protective, which I thought would be a nice match for Luther’s durability and ability to act as a shield for his siblings.

Core: Unicorn hair. I just like the symbolism of loyalty to their first ‘owner’ and Luther struggling with breaking his connection to Reginald tbh. It’s also a very consistent wand core and Luther if anything is a creature of habit (he stayed at home and took orders for years) and would appreciate the loyalty and consistency of a unicorn hair core.

Diego:

Wood: Blackthorn. This wood is supposed to be best suited to a warrior, and Diego is very much a fighter. This wand wood is found among aurors as well as people in Azkaban, which I thought would be a nice tie in since Diego has a strong moral compass but also tends to operate outside the law. The blackthorn bush was wicked thorns, and Diego does tend to be a prickly person, but is also has sweet berries which I’m making symbolically represent the soft squishy side we all know he has.

Core: Dragon heartstring. A powerful core that learns quickly, but is also the most temperamental. Which I feel like matches Diego pretty well? He’s got his own mood swings but is a powerful individual who goes out of his way to help others even when there’s no real reward in it for him.

Allison:

Wood: Silver lime. Silver lime is a very pretty wand and also has a reputation for performing best for seers and those skilled in legilimency. Of which Allison ends up being exceptionally proficient in. She ends up being really good at all the mind arts, actually. If you need to obliviate someone, Allison is someone you want on your side. Plus the status the wand wood gives matches her ambition.

Core: Veela hair. It’s a temperamental wand core, but I feel like Allison has the stubbornness and mental fortitude to succeed with this wand core. She can be temperamental as well for sure lmao but also I like Veela hair for the effect veelas have on people which could be considered a soft of mind magic. Allison’s wand is literally the “mind magic wand” okay that is all

Klaus:

Wood: Sycamore. Sycamore is a questing want that is eager for new experiences and, when bored, will literally combust. If that isn’t the perfect wand for someone as much as drama queen as Klaus then I don’t know what is?? The wand is for those curious and adventurous, and I mean. Look. People don’t wax their ass with chocolate pudding because they’re boring, and they don’t stay in Vietnam during a war for a year without having enough courage for a few adventures

Core: Thestral hair. Come on, I didn’t go with a wand wood associated with death but this one was free for the taking. Invisible creatures visible to those who see death??? Come ON. It’s perfect for Klaus no I will not take any criticism. Apparently it’s unstable but I mean so is Klaus, so.

Five:

Wood: Red Oak. Red oak wands tend to choose people who are quick-witted and adaptable. Did I choose this wand wood just because of the words adaptable in the description? Maybe so. It’s a very good duelling wand, which Five excels at (a nod to his assassin/sniper skills in the show) with fast reactions (a nod to his jumping).

Core: Thunderbird tail feather. A powerful core, but difficult to master. I feel like Five would be someone who has a somewhat temperamental wand that he needs to earn the respect of. Apparently this core can sense danger and cast curses on their own which I feel like Five would find cool since his whole things is being reactive and adaptive. I feel like him and his wand become super bros eventually.

Ben:

Wood: Rowan. Rowan is a wood that likes the clear-headed and pure-hearted but also takes no shit. Okay it doesn’t say that but it does say that they frequently outperform other wands in duels despite the virtuous reputation, which I feel is fitting for Ben lmao. Rowan has a reputation for being protective, and I feel like Ben really excels at defensive magic?? He doesn’t like fighting but will it he has to

Core: Dittany stalk. There’s not really much info as a wand core, but as a herb it’s healing and restorative. Since I like the idea of Ben eventually pursuing being a mediwizard, I like the idea of him having a wand core associated with healing and fixing things. Ben is also like, the capybara sibling who no one wants to offend and as such can force others to get along so I feel like that’s appropriate as well! Since they all do research into their wand cores, Ben’s knowledge of Dittany comes in handy. Especially during their fifth year lmao

Vanya:

Wood: Vine. Vine goes to witches and wizards with hidden depths, who seeks a greater purpose and astound those who know them best. I mean. Vanya definitely had hidden depth, had ambitions (first chair), and astounded her family by revealing her powers and destroying the world so. I also kind of like it symbolically, since vine isn’t wood from a tree so it’s not something you would think of as a wand wood which speaks to Vanya going under the radar

Core: Phoenix feather. The greatest range of magic, but take the longest to reveal themselves. I mean, Vanya’s powers certainly took a long time to manifest considering Reginald highkey drugged her for all of her childhood so there’s that. Phoenixes are independent and detached, and Vanya herself is the most independent in the show (has a stable job, has an apartment, published author, etc.) and the most detached (isolated for her entire life) so look it fits okay.

As for patronuses (patroni?) uhhHHHH

I feel like Luther’s is a lion (house pride), a bear (strength), or a dog (loyalty)

Diego’s is probably a wolf because he’s a ‘lone wolf’ that is actually very sappy and loves his dumbass pack no matter how much he denies it

Allison is uh? Maybe a snake (house pride/associations with manipulations), or some kind of bird. Don’t know why I just feel like she would have a nice bird patronus. Maybe some symbolic thing about her being the one to spread her wings and actually get married and have a kid in the show idk i’m making this up as I go along folks

Klaus probably gets a raven or a cat? Both very intelligent creatures with some association to death or bad luck (in the case of a black cat, depending on where you live)

Five hmm. My heart says a hare or a hummingbird perhaps? I like the idea of a hummingbird because of how quick it is, if you aren’t watching closely it really is like it does tiny baby teleports! Or maybe a fox, for the association with cunning?

Ben: obvious joke answer is an octopus or a squid lmao bring in some of the casual horror symbolism. Hey do you think Ben is chill with the great squid in the lake??? I’m not sure though in all seriousness. Maybe a rat like in the daemon au? Intelligent and very good creatures uwu

Vanya: HMM. An owl? or maybe something super fancy like a phoenix actually. I feel like there’s plenty of symbolism regarding phoenixes that could match up well with Vanya, including but not limited to her whole being reborn as the White Violin thing in the show yeah you know what i’m going with phoenix why not

As for being animagi - yes! The whole squad starts working towards it in their 5th year with some prompting from ghost!Fred after an Incident Occurs but I have no idea what their forms would be tbh outside of stuff I already suggested for them with patronuses. Though I guess their patronus could be one thing I considered and their animagus forms another?? Who knows!

Author’s notes:

Luther I almost picked Ebony just for stubborn points. I liked Pine for Diego until I got to the point of “these wands are destined for long lived people” and then i was like lmao nope that’s none of the Hargreeves save perhaps Five they all died at thirty. Allison I also considered Elm and Applewood for, Applewood especially if I remember correctly.

I liked Aspen and Maple for Five a lot! Aspen I like for the dramatic imagery of Five with a white wand I’ll admit lmao but I like what I ended up choosing. Klaus I also liked Yew (but felt it was too obvious because it’s supposed to be a wand with power over life and death) and Dogwood, which is apparently for mischievous and loud witches and wizards. Fred and George had dogwood wands!!

Ben I also considered Alder and Beech but I liked Rowan better lmao. Vanya was so hard!! I really loved Elder for her with its deeply unlucky association. I also really liked Cedar since it “carries the potential to be a frightening adversary, which often comes as a shock to those who have thoughtlessly challenged them” which I feel is very Vanya

alright that’s all i got for now i’m tired and looking at wand woods is way more in depth than i was originally planning on going for this au lmao if you have different opinions or suggestions i would love to hear them uwu

#ask me #anonymous #hogwarts au #tua au #tua/hp crossover #tua crossover #the umbrella academy #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hagreeves #klaus hargreeves #five hargreeves #number five #ben hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #i do not know enough about harry potter to be reliable on this lmao #i have an approximate knowledge of many things though #far tua long #long post

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dumbdancemomssideblog · 4 years

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S1E1: The Competition Begins

okie dokie first ever episode of dance moms rewatch starts now :0 i actually remember watching this the very first time it aired on lifetime because i was channel surfing and saw a commercial for it earlier that day. that was the summer between 8th and 9th grade. ah memories... i didnt know what to expect because i did dance when i was a kid but not on a competition team and it was mostly ballet so i was pretty unfamiliar with this whole world.

anyway lets begin. this is probably gonna be a longer post than what i’ll end up writing for the other episodes in season 1 bc the first episode introduces so much info, just a heads up

Act 1: (aside: yes its insufferable to divide this into “acts” when its really just like “segments separated by commercial breaks” but thats how they’re called in actual tv scripts so im just going with that cuz i cant think of a better/easier way uwu)

god this is so fucking early 2010s lmao

i miss these days where they were just talented nobodies from pittsburgh on a low budget reality tv show that nobody even knew would be successful. and the bad hair and makeup but idk if that was also just a 2011 thing lol

THE REAL HOUSEWIVES GREEN SCREEN INTROS IM DYING

the chalkboard !!!! they werent doing the pyramid on the mirror yet

(apparently abby never did anything similar to the pyramid thing but the producers made her and it became a whole Thing on the show and thats why the moms were like wtf is this bullshit the first week)

mackenzie looks like a toddler. chloe is so tiny. theyre the 2 who changed the most physically over the course of the show

i remember watching this for the first time being used to ballet lyrical and jazz but never having done or really seen acro/gymnastics in dance choreo and being SO flabbergasted. i was thinking “a chin stand is not dancing what the actual hell” and yknow what? i was right

melissa: “my boyfriend knows how much i spend on dance because he signs the checks...............hermehhemrherrmehermh” (the most awkward laugh omg)

maddie is wearing a fucking bumpit in her hair i cannot

melissa deadass just said out loud “im here for my daughter im not here to make friends” ok everybody mark that one off on your catty women’s reality tv show bingo card!

camera man accidentally getting in the shot filming right in front of the huge wall-mirror.... what is this, amateur hour? i’ll let it slide since its the first day of filming rehearsal but step it up, boys

aw i forgot about maddie getting sick and crying :/ poor kid

melissa saying “i cant stand a chid that’s sick” sounds so edited like the intonation made it seem to me like they just cut her off mid-sentence i love lifetime

oh this was still when they were wearing normal stuff to class/rehearsal like black leotards bc they werent getting sent a trillion crazy 2-piece dancewear outfits for free yet bc they werent famous, man those were the days

Act 2:

[obligatory b-roll footage of downtown pittsburgh]

the maddie chloe paige trio !!!! this is making me feel so nostalgic

“knees together, paige. you’re bow-legged, you need to fix that”

“you’re tall, you’re skinny, you’re a beautiful girl, you can do better than this. FOCUS” shes like 10 abby what the hell

“people think im tough and i guess i am but i would rather be the one to make your kid cry in the privacy of my studio than at an open-call audition in front of hundreds of people”

okay unpopular opinion alert: i agree with a lot of what abby says about stuff like this but her delivery is flawed, to but it euphemistically, that being said i think the production team of the show and the fame inflating her ego changed all of this somewhere over the course of the second season and its really sad to see :/ i can expand on that thought later tho

aw paige crying bc abby correcting her (but not saying anything personal or out of line, just technique corrections (at based on what we were shown, we dont know everything she said oop)) shes a sensitive kid she never should have been put on this show :(

paige looks exactly like her mom i didnt realize that before

nia and holly were done so dirty throughout the whole series in terms of the narrative the producers set up about nia being the weakest link :/

Act 3:

cathy’s entire involvement in the show from the very beginning was so painfully obviously scripted (or at least heavily staged)

vivi was also done dirty by the show’s narrative and she was only 6 and they presented her as like the butt of the joke bc her mom’s “character” was crazy and also she wasnt good at dance. i wonder how she feels about the show now that shes a teenager hmm. she really seemed not to give a fuck about dance for better or for worse when she was a kid tho so maybe she doesnt care ?

in what universe would an owner of another competitive dance studio bring her own kid to another studio more than an hour’s drive away, AND be under the impression that she could compete with them in a week, especially when they showed the kids’ and moms’ shocked reaction at the start of the episode to having to learn a dance in a week and compete it? like really what is the point of cathy and vivi being a part of this show im so ????

Act 4:

THE MINISTER DAWN OUTBURST HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT THIS

this fight is about 50% of what got them a full season 1 and then things took off from there tbh. the other 50% was the electricity dance but thats a point for next episode..... :)

“you’re a minister act like one” “YOU’RE RIGHT I AM A MINISTER! LET’S PLAY THE BIBLE GAME ABBY, WHEN JESUS SAW THINGS THAT WERE WRONG HE WENT AFTER THEM, AND YOU’RE NOT GOING TO DO THIS TO MY KID” ma’am i think the wrongs jesus addressed were of slightly more importance than a preteen being told she cant take a dance class if shes violating the studio’s dress code

this is so good bc it wasnt staged afaik and there are regular students all throughout the building just STARING at them like lmao what even is going on, so im pretty sure this is real???

regardless, yeah dont wear socks and a tshirt to an acrobatics class, thats common fucking sense

another cameraman-in-mirror sighting, but its hard to think about angles when filming spontaneous drama like this, so i wont count it against them

“you called me fat” (i remember that being in the episode but thats not on the episode available through lifetime on demand that im watching from my moms tv hmmmmmm) “i told you to close and tuck in your two-piece costume, theres a big difference. HOW CAN YOU REMEMBER THAT BUT YOU CAN’T REMEMBER TO TURN YOUR FEET OUT” uh scream

she really called the police on this woman i cannot handle this. can you imagine being a police officer responding to this call?

“we have a parent thats out of control. pardon? no shes doesnt have weapons, just her mouth” iconic

im sorry im still not over the hair and makeup. the flat hair with the side bangs. the black pencil eyeliner applied all the way around the eye. why did any of us think this was a look :( why did we do this :(

Act 5:

they went all the way to phoenix to compete 3 numbers, only 2 of which are shown in the episode.

i think this is the only time they ever went to west coast dance explosion because its an actual competition and they wouldnt allow filming after this lol i think they did go to wcde one weekend in addition to a competition where they were filming but it wasnt shown or mentioned at all

abby not wanting brooke and paige to have a french manicure on stage if theyre the only ones in the group with the french tips is perfectly valid idk why it was framed as some crazy micromanaging shit

i also am really not a fan of the whole “high functioning alcoholic wine mom/crazy stage mom” schtick they were pushing for the first few episodes of this show

in retrospect i feel like so many of the quips in this episode were intentionally fucking crazy just to get the audience engaged enough to want to watch more episodes...

“see those girls down there, those girls with the legs? thats who you’re up against, so step it up”

abby warning them that its dangerous for their little party hats to slip when they’re doing aerials and pirouettes and stuff: “what if you were at radio city music hall and they had the ice rink out and you were doing a side aerial and fell 13 stories down and died, huh?” fantastic point abby thank you for saying that to 5 girls ages 8-12 less than 5 minutes before they went on stage. perfect time for a teaching moment like that :)

i forgot how bad the camera work was in the first few episodes for footage of their performances. like they really didnt think the show’s audience would actually want to watch the kids dance, the producers and editors thought we just wanted to see stage mothers yelling at each other lol

also the mic feed over the music of abby talking to herself giving them corrections while watching them dance on stage.... im so glad they quit doing that. i dont remember them doing it like that for any other episode, i hope im right

this choreo is very basic and its a cute dance i guess but its very cringe in some places and for the first episode this is such a forgettable group routine

their scandalized reaction to placing third and the sad piano music is so funny honestly

and maddies reaction in the interview which was almost definitely fed to her by the producers where shes like “i win all the time i dont really know what its like to LOSE i always win or get runner up” so many of maddies lines from season 1 interviews sound so fake and she was probably too naive to know they were getting her to say that stuff so they could paint her as a conceited brat (she was EIGHT)

the trio costume was so ugly im sorry (is it supposed to be like a 50s pinup bathing suit?) (and the headband thing looks so bad) and also the music is bad but they had no real authority over that bc of copyright stuff

chloe’s headpiece coming forward and the ensuing drama was another moment in the episode that really solidified public interest in the show imho....

“YOU’RE IN THE BAR HAVING A DRINK AND YOUR KID’S HEADPIECE IS FALLING OFF” “it did not FALL OFF it CAME FORWARD it was FINE!!!”

“mistakes happen, we’re human.” “YOU are. mistakes like that dont happen to me”

and then the “next time on dance moms” with the WILDLY INAPPROPRIATE electricity dance, of course. genuinely that was really smart of the producers in terms of structuring things to generate intrigue lol. and obviously it ended up working....

#dance moms #s1e1 #season 1

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mychaosacademia-blog · 6 years

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Different jobs that My Hero Academia characters could have (as adults)

*LONG POST WARNING! MORE UNDER THE CUT*

1. Midoriya- The Good Cop™

Deku always wanted to save people and before One for All became a part of his life everyone advised him to simply go for the police. If he didn’t become a hero, he would probably become a policeman, and he’d probably make a damn good one, taking into account his perfect balance of righteousness, selflessness, and empathy. If all cops were like him, the world would be saved.

Midoriya: *holds back tears* I-it’s okay now... Because I am here...

2. Bakugou- The Impulsive Soldier

Is there any job that Bakugou could like doing more than fighting? He could initially struggle with being at the very bottom of the military hierarchy, but being put in his place for a while could perhaps help him get over his problems with accepting losing and help. And anyway, he’d climb up fast. After all, this boy’s strong and smart as heck. Just imagine him getting to drill the new recruits...

Bakugou: *yells* I’LL KILL YOU, LAZY SCUM!! 500 PUSH UPS, starting NOW!!

New recruit, terrified to the core: Aye sir!

3. Uraraka- Bob The Builder

Uraraka’s quirk would be perfect to use on a construction site. She’s a strong girl, practical and determined, and would even manage to deal with any potential accidents at work. Plus she comes from the working class, but that’s just an addition.

Uraraka: I can work hard and earn money for my parents this way too!

4. Todoroki- The Vengeful Firefighter

Get it? FIRE-FIGHTER. Now THAT would be a way to go against Endeavor and his plans, wouldn’t it? Tbh much sassier than becoming a hero.

Todoroki: It is then... *15 minutes of traumatic flashback* when I decided to devote the rest of my life to fighting fire. After all, it reminded me of my father... the reason I got this scar...

5. Tsuyu- The Lifeguard

Taking into account what hero internship Tsuyu chose, it is quite easy to determine what she would do with life if she wouldn’t become a hero. The sea is her area, and water is her friend. But she needs some contact with the land too like frogs do and she liked saving people so...

Tsuyu: Kero... *blows the whistle* Please get out of the water, a storm is coming!

6. Iida- The Pure Lawyer

Iida is the most Lawful Good person in existence, probably. He likes rules, knows them all, and is really dedicated to reminding others of them. Cases with his involvement would be guaranteed to be solved justly, regardless of the benefit of his client.

Iida: *gesticulation intensifies* Your honor, I urge you to consider Article 137, paragraph 3! And wear warmer clothes tomorrow, this weather can make you sick!

7. Kaminari- The Portable Phone Charger Disco Bartender

Kaminari is surely someone who likes people and a good party. Even if his quirk would make him perfect for an electrician, quite certainly he’d just regard it FAR TOO DULL. This boy wants to be COOL. He’d probably try to work his way up to a manager or owner of his own club; but with his intelligence stats, this could take a while. For now, he’d make SHOCKING drinks and chat with everyone around.

Kaminari: *obviously flirting with customers and showing off his cool electricity tricks* yEAH MY FUTURE CLUB WILL BE THE COOLEST! Imagine like... MEME THEMED PARTY

Customer: *quietly* That sounds kind of cringy...

8. Mina- The Kids Entertainer

Mina just seems like someone who’d be simply ADORED by kids. She’s sweet, bubbly, so so fun, and looks like she’s dressed up already! The Alien Queen parties would be booked months in advance. And every kid would dream of getting one for their birthday...

Mina: IF YOU’RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS!

Kids: *climb on her back trying to touch the horns* ALIEN QUEEEEEN!!!

9. Kirishima & Testutetsu- The MMA stars

STRONG BOIS. MASCULINE BROS. GOTTA BE THE MANLIEST and gayest. MMA ROCKS AND HAS A HEART OF STEEL! Also Kirishima would be quickly voted the greatest cinnamon roll of MMA

Tetsutetsu: *screaming and wrestling*

Kirishima: *screaming and wrestling wholesomely*

10. Ojiro- The Veterinary Assistant

Ojiro isn’t the greatest fan of the spotlight, and probably would enjoy a calm, but helpful job as a veterinary assistant. Plus, his tail can give him instant connection points with scared, caudate pets!

Ojiro: *waggles his tail*

A normally aggressive dog: *waggles the tail back and jumps to lick his face*

Ojiro: *giggles, petting the dog* See, there’s nothing to be scared of!

11. Toru- The Shop Assistant actually secretly a CIA Covert Investigator but shhh it’s a secret

We know that Toru likes shopping and would probably be great as a boutique employee. She’s sweet, she has great social skills, and she certainly has style! But at the same time... it would be hard to believe that with her quirk she didn’t get a suggestion to become a spy alongside her job. Did she agree? Did she not? I guess we’ll never know...

Toru: You look amazing in this suit, Mr. President! I think you should really buy it! *places a tiny hidden camera inside the pocket*

12. Koda- The Wildlife Rehabilitator

There is no other job where the ability to talk to the animals would be more life-saving than a wildlife rehabilitator. Also, taking into account how shy Koda seems, he’d probably prefer to work with animals rather than humans...

Koda: Don’t worry, sweet bunny! You’re safe now!

Bunny: *noms on his plushie*

13. Aoyama- The Sparkling Model

Was there ever any doubt? Aoyama would be a STUNNING model. Just imagine...

*LIGHTS OFF*

*A REFLECTOR ILLUMINATES A SINGLE SPOT ON THE STAGE*

*EPIC MUSIC PLAYS, THE CROWD WHISPERS EXCITED*

AND THERE HE COMES......

Aoyama in his new pajamas collection!

Aoyama: I cAnNoTu StOpPu SpArKLiNg!!

14. Yaomomo- The Patient Teacher

Lecturing Mina and Kaminari among others before the exams just HAD to take lots of patience and supreme teaching skills. If she managed to make these two pass, she can definitely deal EVEN with a class of 30 10-year-olds.

Momo: *for the 13th time* Now, let’s try again! 2 times 3 is?

Some kid with IQ of Kaminari an ameba: ....4?

15. Jirou- The Sound Engineer

She’d definitely keep playing music as her hobby but she seems like a person who’d like to have a stable, technical job as her primary source of income nonetheless. Plus, her quirk would be perfect to hear out the slightest inadequacies of sound!

Jirou: So we have to add gain here, equalize there, distort over here, and probably remaster the whole thing too.

A very confused beginning artist: Uh-uh...

16. Tokoyami- The Subculture Shop Owner

Tokoyami is such a goth birb. So dramatic. So dark. If any goths or emos saw his room in the dorms they would all LOVE this aesthetic. As such, he’d make a good job at picking and selling clothes and accessories for fellow goths and other subcultures. And having Dark Shadow would just make him more famous...

Some goth girl: So you’re like... REALLY filled with a Dark Shadow of you? That’s so spooky!

Tokoyami, who already heard this question 20 times in the past 2 hours: What do you want to buy?

17. Sero- The Steeplejack

With that quirk, he pretty much wouldn’t have to worry about falling. Not to mention THE POWER OF FLEX TAPE

Sero: *swinging on the tape on top of a cathedral* This is pretty fun!

Other steeplejacks: *clinging to their ladders* Watch out!

18. Satou- The Pastry Cook

Mmmm his cakes. The world lost a treasure when Satou decided to be a hero instead of a pastry cook. Truly heartbreaking. Think of all the tasty things he would make constantly...

Class 1A, plotting behind his back: We have to make Satou fall out of the hero course

Satou, terrified: G-guys! I can bake you cakes without that!

19. Mineta- The Pimp *mild NSFW*

I am so sorry. Oh, wait, actually I’m not. Why is Mineta even trying to be a hero? I mean, should THAT be the job of his dreams?

Mineta: *manic laughter* OH MY IT’S LIKE A WET DREAM

20. Monoma- The Professional 4chaner Internet Troll Actually why did I cross it off, that’s exactly what he’d do

I have no words.

Monoma: *sips Red Bull, typing* HA! CLASS 1A! YOU SPECIAL SNOWFLAKES REEEEEEEEEEE CUCK

21. Shinsou- The Questionable Detective

Ah yes. The police for introverts. Like Midoriya, Shinsou would probably want to save people a lot, so I reckon he’ll choose this path if he wouldn’t become a hero. Just think of how useful his quirk could be...

Shinsou: *having a suspect hypnotized* Knock on the table three times if you did it.

Suspect: *knocks*

Another detective: ...Are you sure this is ethical?

22. Hatsume- The Weirdly Motherly Engineer

I mean, she sort of already is one... But she could probably design much more than just hero costumes! What if she went to robotics... Then her babies could actually talk back to her!

Hatsume, turning on a new robot: My new baby!

Robot: *turning to Hatsume* Mama!

Every human being around: *assessing Hatsume’s age and judging hard*

23. All Might- The Hollywood celebrity specializing in superhero movies!

#LETALLMIGHTPLAYCAPTAINAMERICA2018

All Might: *looking at the shipping fanarts following the movie world premiere* ...........why has my life come to this

24. Aizawa- The Cat Cafe owner

CATS ARE BETTER THAN PEOPLE. If he had the money and time, he’d FOR SURE set up his own cafe of purring babies. And he’d be very protective over them every time he’d visit...

Aizawa: *thunder in eyes* Don’t you DARE disturb Marshmallow’s sleep, you can pet her when she wants to and ONLY IF she wants to

Mic: AWWWW MARSHMALLOW THAT’S ADORABLEEE

Aizawa: *aggressive whispering* I swear if your screams wake her up I WILL assassinate you

25. Present Mic- The Full-time Radio Host

I mean, this one is kind of obvious. How does he have 3 jobs at once anyway?

Mic: *PLAYS AFRICA BY TOTO FOR THE 3RD TIME DURING HIS 4 HOUR PROGRAM* I BLESS THE RAIN DOWN IN AAAAAAFRICAAAAA yo what do you mean I’m being cringy

26. Midnight- The 18+ Domina

Another kinda obvious one? Oh well. She’d be happy and empowered doing that, so don’t judge.

Midnight: Ah, so exciting!!

27. Tomura- The Unemployed

Tomura’s personality doesn’t seem exactly suited for any kind of work... or society, for this matter. At least as long as All For One is around, he’d certainly rest on him, gaming his days away. And after that... even though his sensei already planned for him to take over his company, Tomura prefers not to think about that.

Tomura: *hissing at any opportunity of a job* I don’t like this quest *hides in the hoodie*

28. All For One- The Plotting CEO

All For One seems to love his suit and wears it quite well, so he could certainly do well at a largely formal, managing job. And he’d be the first to exploit ALL for ONE, something that large businesses unfortunately often do...

All For One: *ruining someone’s life and fortune with a smirk* How unfortunate... for you, of course.

29. Toga- The Professional Cosplayer

Toga’s quirk and erm... interests seem to be perfect for her to be a psycho fan of real-life celebrities, whose blood she steals for her cosplays. As these “cosplays” she makes are literally perfect, she manages to get quite a lot of money from the photoshoots. The celebrities are just very surprised noticing a fresh needle wound on their arm when they wake up in the morning...

Toga: *jumping up and down* I want to become them all! I will become them all! I want to cut them! Blood!

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Hundredth - LYJ 2

who?: Nine Percent’s Lin Yanjun genre: 🌺 type: bullet point TW: toxic relationship blog navigator. part two / two

part one You love yanjun, I love yanjun. pls read part one first!! sorry for the lateness, school just started up again and it’s been so hectic :((( - admin l

disclaimer: pictures used do not belong to me and credit goes to their original owners everything that is written here is purely fictional DO NOT READ IF TRIGGERING

two things

one: you felt absolutely shitfaced

two: you dreamed about meeting a handsome dude and giving him your jewelry

losing money

fantastic

but hey, he was cute though

head sore, back aching and the urge to throw up all the alcohol consumed last night, you didn’t want to pry your memory for details

your dating life was now non-existent

that hurt

it was very real

and very tragic

the pain of realisation must’ve triggered your imagination to create your

ideal soulmate

tall

handsome

playful

sexy

all in one package

he was no Ken doll

not a trace of any of Yang’s characteristics

a scowl edged itself onto your face at the thought of your ex-fiancé

who was in Paris chasing the woman of his dreams, mind you

if only Evan was a real human and not some figment of your imagination

you would have married him in an instant

unfortunately, Evan was a mere hologram of your expectations

thus, you were doomed to stay single

your back hit the soft bed with a thump

sigh

I just want to go back to sleep

so Evan and I can keep meeting in our dreams

想要牵着你的手到我们的梦中梦游

wait!

this is still Yang’s apartment,,,that I used to call ‘home’

I lied to myself

he’ll be back from his ‘business trip’ tonight

I have to pack up and get the hell out of here!

f*ck, I wasted time daydreaming about something so useless

ouch! my head

what the hell! why can’t anything go my way for once

you groped around to find balance, vision distorted, dizziness settling into your brain

i’m never drinking again!

what happened last night?

.....did I?

so, I got drunk, drew up my little own Ken doll in my head

lost almost 250 million worth of gems that aren’t mine

your face began to flush red

lol at least Yang won’t have them either

he designed that entire collection with her in his head

that aside, I’m never getting drunk again

carelessly, your hand swept over the bedside table

effectively knocking over most of the items

indistinct clinks and clatters filled the empty space

then, a soft ping of a tiny item hitting the carpeted ground caught your attention

squinting against the sunlight, your eyes searched for the object

even though it was mildly damaging to your retinas, the sunlight caused the object to sparkle

your hands curved around the smooth metal

fingers traced the distinctive carvings along the band

Cartier

upon closer inspection, you noticed that there was a strip of paper wrapped around it

cautiously, you unwrapped it

‘I’m sorry’ was scrawled on the paper

it made your breath hitch in your throat

who was apologising?

what for?

‘Don’t worry, things will start looking up from here. - E’

E v a n

your hands began to shake uncontrollably

either in excitement or anxiety - you weren’t sure

evan was real

he had returned your Cartier bracelet

at least he had kept your damned engagement ring

throw it out or whatever, you didn’t care about that chunk of space rock anymore

hopefully, Evan had burned in it an incinerator

hopefully, he would run back to slip a new one on your finger

NO!

lmao you just swore off relationships yesterday

and now you’re desperate for a guy to sweep you off your feet

but this wasn’t just any guy

he was your guy

your dream guy

drunk or not, you knew he was a 12/10 personality wise

or maybe,,,you just haven’t met anyone befitting of your standards

tbh idk if that’s grammatically correct

were you just desperate because of a broken heart?

god no

Yang didn’t deserve your prized heart

Evan though…

Was he a real, breathing man with blood flowing through his veins and sunlight gracing his skin?

Could he be the person you had been looking for?

Would you ever have a future together?

There were just too many questions

and too few answers

but what were the chances of you ever meeting Evan again?

what were the odds of him coming back into your life again?

outside of your dreamland

There was absolutely no guarantee that this note was genuine too

Someone could just be pulling a gross prank

Maybe there was a thief and he had just pretended to be Evan

had you been robbed last night?

NO I’M THINKING TOO FAR

Evan is off limits since he’s currently still a fictional dude

besides, it would be creepy to just keep dreaming about this guy

if he even exists

This itself is creepy...only because I can’t remember anything

a shudder shook your shoulders as you clambered off the bed

your mind had to be made

right now

two things:

No, I won’t go searching for him

Yes, I’ll quit thinking about him

or anyone for that matter

It’s about time I enjoy my life while single and youthful

Time to pack up my things

Leave this apartment

the Cartier bracelet slid onto your wrist perfectly

this,,,you would keep closely

you marched out of the building with confidence in your stride

even your bags were tugged with strength and determination

no more Yang

no more Evan

no more relationships

...for some time at least

just me, I’m content being single

however, if you had been honest with yourself

your heart would not begin to tug your brain in the opposite direction

‘I lied when I said this necklace was worth 17 million,’ Cheng Xiao revealed.

‘It’s that value multiplied by nine.

A hundred and fifty-three million dollar necklace

and that amount would double after the deal was sealed

Yanjun’s guilty conscience began to awake

he,,,stole close to 250 million in an unfair squabble

The nine leaders surrounding the table were clearly shocked by the discovery

Cheng Xiao chuckled

She knew those boys wouldn’t bother to wholly invest themselves in the jewelry

The necklace was not theirs to keep anyway

It was a mere pawn in this game

There was 0.00% chance that YingYang Gems would continue their showcase

the necklace was supposed to debut in that collection

looks like they had to wait until Hundredths returned the gems

more likely than not, YingYang Gems would be forced to pull a plug on the showcase

which would give Yuehua Jewellers the window to be the only top-tier jewelry debuting a new collection this month

Hundredths held a huge amount of shares in Yuehua Jewellers

believe me, I did research on this

Cheng Xiao was not going to lose them all

‘Once their stock market rises, so will our shares,’ Cheng Xiao explained, gesturing to a chart. ‘Jieqiong will decide when to buy and sell.’

Yanjun didn’t understand the specifics mentioned but he got the rough idea

sort of

he left issues like these to Xukun, Linong

Cheng Xiao and Xukun continued to explain and discuss the situation

Yanjun tuned out to most of it

His job was done

he felt that he no longer wanted to play a part in this particular operation

He just felt so damn stupid for allowing his feelings to get caught up in his work

Yanjun felt like leaving the meeting room but he dug his heels into the carpet, forcing himself to stay

His work was constantly emotionally and physically draining, yes

but never like this

Cheng Xiao glanced at the clock on the wall

‘Okay. That’s all for today. We’ll discuss further when there’s an update from YingYang or Yuehua. Good work!’

Yanjun smiled and clapped along with everyone

He was genuinely proud and happy for his mentor and fellow comrades

It was just his own emotions that got in the way

‘I want to praise Yanjun for doing such an excellent job at acquiring the goods. An applause for him please! Bro did well,’ Xukun suddenly announced.

He had good intentions - Yanjun could tell by the look in his eyes

Xukun meant well

his friends praised him with good wishes and slaps on the back

The more attention and recognition he received, the nauseous feeling only grew

Yanjun finally caught a breath when he slipped out of the meeting room and headed towards the gymnasium

at this hour, the gym would usually have one or two athletes exercising

it was an awkward hour between late lunch and early dinner time

true enough, Ziyi and Yuntian were the only two in the huge complex

Yuntian as in Zhu Yuntian, 1/2 on the slept on Zhu twins

‘Hey bro,’ Ziyi greeted warmly as Yanjun stepped into the gym.

Yuntian smiled from his place on a weight machine

‘It’s great you’re keeping to your workout schedule,’ Ziyi beamed. ‘That ensures you’re always healthy for more missions like these.’

‘And hopefully a daily dose of endorphins keep that scowl off your face,’ Yuntian joked

that managed to crack a small smile from Yanjun

Yanjun began to stretch as a warm up

‘Jun, you did well. You’re happy with yourself, aren’t you?’

Yanjun’s mouth went dry, he pressed his lips together

‘Of course, all of us worked hard for this mission,’ he forced the words out through gritted teeth

brainwashing himself to focus on the benefits was harder than imagined

Ziyi furrowed his thick brows

‘I-it’s j-just...you seem to be a bit glum and undermining yourself. I want you to know how great you performed.’

Ziyi

‘It must’ve been so difficult getting in there,’

Please

‘Especially when Zhangjing and I went offline and you were left by yourself,’

Stop

‘I realised how much you’ve improved and I must commend you on that,’

Talking

‘Yanjun, you’re so amazing-‘

‘ZIYI!’ Yanjun finally exploded

He didn’t mean to

truly

Ziyi was going what he thought would uplift Yanjun, it’s what any good friend would do

shocked by his outburst, Ziyi stumbled back, losing his composure

even Yuntian stopped his exercise to find out what had happened

Yanjun bit down hard on his lips

he had to calm down before he spoke

otherwise, a dear friend could be hurt by his words

His words had already taken away many things

He wasn’t about to lose his dear friend

‘Ziyi, I’m sorry I reacted that way,’ Yanjun began by apologising

he gripped onto Ziyi’s shoulders but not in a domineering manner

he just had to ensure his best friend wouldn’t slip away

Yanjun sighed. ‘I-I’ve just been worn out from this mission and I’m trying to think of other things.’

Ziyi nodded. ‘Of course, of course.’

ways to cheer Ziyi up

clogs in his brain reeled to find an appropriate solution

‘You know, let’s take a break and get a coffee from the nearby cafe.’

manwhore: I know you stole my new collection. Return it to me, or you’ll pay

manwhore: don’t think for a minute that I won’t press charges

hiss hiss hoe: there’s evidence you left MY apartment with a big ass suitcase

hiss hiss hoe: you can’t possibly have that many things just own up that you took the collection and I’ll drop the charges

hiss hiss snake: listen, call my lawyer by 10pm today and all is even

just reading your messed up texts gets my blood boiling

dumbass

you: I don’t take shit that doesn’t mean anything to me

you: you’ve got the wrong person

you: the apartment was already wrecked when I got there and whoever was there had left ages ago

*snake is calling*

*call declined*

*snake is calling*

*call declined*

*snake is calling*

‘What!’ you snapped, causing customers seated around you to divert their attention.

‘What the hell do you want? I don’t want anything to do with you!’

‘You know what I want,’ your ex-fiancé’s voice crackled. ‘I want you to return my collection by today or I’m going ahead with the police.’

‘I didn’t take your shit,’ you growled in frustration, exasperated. ‘I’m not playing childish games here, Yang.’

yes, I wore the jewelry but when I woke up only my Cartier bracelet was left

I genuinely don’t know what happened!

but it isn’t my problem

Yang sighed from the other end of the line, most likely in annoyance. ‘Fine, be like that. I’m coming over to your townhouse with my lawyer to negotiate. Don’t drag our parents into this, you’ve already delayed the launch. That’s enough from you.’

the line went dead on the other side before you had a chance to protest

your phone thudded onto the table as you buried your head in your hands

in the queue, Yanjun, Yuntian, and Ziyi were well aware of your situation

their keen ears had heard it all

‘What are we going to do?’ Yanjun hissed. ‘We can’t let Yang do this.’

‘Honestly, I don’t think there’s much we can do at this point.’ Yuntian looked uncertain, shaking his head.

‘But if we allow Yang to press charges and call the police, we’re at a bigger risk of being found out. How did he get back from Paris so fast?’

oh no

Ziyi shot him a strange look. ‘Paris? I know he was due back tonight but wasn’t he in the city the whole time?’

cover blown

‘Jun ge, a-are you hiding something from us?’ Yuntian asked

Ziyi sipped his mocha latte,

‘Okay,’ Yanjun said. ‘Let me explain.’

it was hard to whisper in hushed tones through their masks AND with the person in question sitting less than 5 tables away

also, Ziyi and Yuntian weren’t the most helpful by ‘oohing’ and ‘ahhing’ at Yanjun’s every word

once he was done with his storytelling, the table went silent as they were all deep in thought

Ziyi huffed, feeling clueless as to what to do

‘We have to help them for the sake of protecting ourselves,’ he voiced after awhile

Yuntian and Yanjun nodded attentively

‘Okay,’ Ziyi muttered after a while. ‘I have a plan.’

when Ziyi said he had a plan...I didn’t think we were going to be waiting outside their townhouse

stalking is more of an accurate choice of words

this is so stupid,,,and creepy

but what else could we really do

Zhangjing had already gotten their information

Ziyi had said that Yang’s force would definitely pressure you into accepting his offer

and that was when the Hundredths came in

they were going to pretend to be Yuehua representatives and lawyers whatever role they could find

if you know YingYang Gems, you certainly know how Yuehua Jewellers is pitted against them

the townhouse seemed compact and cozy yet modern and elegant

clearly, it had not been lived in for a very long time

in fact, the only occupants were the monthly housemaids

Yanjun spotted your shoes strewn across the porch, a sign of your hasty arrival and departure to get coffee

from a mile away, Yuntian announced your arrival

unfortunately, a black Mercedes Benz was quickly making its way down the lane too

too fast if Yanjun may add

Yang on one end

you on the other

this wasn’t going to be pretty

Yanjun braced himself for a hissy fight

Probably most of the pettiness from YingYang

as expected, Yang’s car reached first

his car ignored the trio, nearly crashing into them

a polished, suited driver stepped out of the car to punch a code into the keypad

red began to shade his cheeks when the gate let out an alarming buzz, signaling the password was wrong

furious, Yang stuck his head out of the window and barked, ‘What! They changed the password! Not like that would stop me! Try again!’

then, he noticed Yuntian, Ziyi, and Yanjun

his lips curled into a nasty sneer

‘Who are you? Get away from my house!’ He snarled defensively

Yanjun had to bite his lips to stop the laughter

‘If it is indeed your house,’ Ziyi began smoothly, mockingly almost. ‘Wouldn’t you know the password?’

Yang’s temper only blew up, his face reddened in anger. ‘Of course, I do! My fiancé must’ve changed the password, thieves these days....I’ll contact them right now! Off my property! My lawyer is sitting in my car.’

so many ‘my’s, Yanjujn rolled his eyes

Yang ordered his driver to try again and even suggested breaking in

‘I don’t think you break into houses you call your own,’ Yanjun snapped, unable to take any more of his insolence.

Especially since he had heard your side of the story

Yang’s current behaviour only confirmed his suspicions

his shirt was made out of 100% dickhead material

‘What’s going on?’

three strangers, one shiny black all-too-familiar car with two all-too-familiar passengers were parked right in front of your house

‘Darling!’ Yang’s fake sugary tone made you want to throw hot coffee in his face

‘I was trying to stop these...these hooligans! from breaking into our house.’

the blood rushing through your veins began to boil like a tempest

‘The only hooligan here is you. We’re done, get away from my property,’ you fired back. ‘Leave my representatives alone!’

the company of three strangers seemed much better than his at that moment

guys, idw to be that person, but please do be careful around people you don’t know

suddenly, the window rolled down to reveal a woman sitting in the back seat

Yanjun’s breath hitched in his throat when he spotted the giant rock on her ring finger

‘Sweetheart,’ she shrieked. ‘Are we done here yet? I want to head inside, sort out this lawyer thing and go shopping for our wedding already.’

the sobs you choked back were so visible to Yanjun. You were trying your best to keep your emotions a bay

it wasn’t only your anger but his

‘Wow, Mr Yang I will say you have guts to act this way,’ he growled. ‘Our client has just parted ways with you after two years of engagement and more of betrothal without the slightest bit of a wedding in mind.’

‘And here you are, already planning a dream wedding to someone you’ve met a week ago after cruelly ditching your ex. Then, you have the audacity to accuse them, force them to meet your lawyer at their house, claiming the house was yours.’

Yang opened his mouth to reply but Yanjun didn’t even spare him a second to shut it

‘And you bring your new fiancé along to humiliate my client. If it truly is a legal matter between the two of you like you claim it to be, her presence isn’t required.’

your jaw dropped open and shut many times and you couldn’t stop thinking about how this mysterious man looked so,,, familiar

Recognisable

but you had to save your pride right now. ‘You’ve met my representatives, we’re here for a meeting. Go before I call the police.’

‘This house is in my name.’

Thankfully, the car sped off without another word from the passengers

your jelly legs sank on the pavement, breathes coming out in short bursts

‘T-thanks the help,’ you whispered. ‘D-do I know you from somewhere?’

Yanjun shook his head, eyes sparkling

he offered to help you up

‘Unfortunately not but, we’re here to help you.’

He had a smooth way of talking, you noted. Bad sign, bad sign. All the charming ones will are heartbreaking bad boys

but isn’t that a trait of your Ken doll Evan?

the raven-haired, man bun sporting man cleared his throat and stepped forward

‘We’re representatives from Yuehua Jewellers and there are some issues we would like to discuss regarding YingYang Gems.’

if they were Yuehua, they had to take your side

three strangers in your house isn’t a problem when you have about ten bodyguards inside

the gate let out a friendly beep and slid open without trouble after you had keyed in the password

‘If it’s about boycotting Yang,’ you said, gesturing for them to enter. ‘Then, be my guest.’

The ‘meeting’ was successful on both terms

Yanjun couldn’t be more ecstatic that you were finally getting away from Yang - at least for a while

but he had to keep his true identity a secret at all times, no matter what

However, the ‘subtle, casual’ looks that you gave him didn’t go unnoticed at all

it was SO obvious that your brain was reeling to provide answers to your burning questions

my last three brain cells during an exam:

as much as Yanjun wanted to answer them himself, he restrained himself from doing so

Now, you only knew him as Jun

That was how it was supposed to stay

but Yanjun wasn’t sure if his heart would allow it

…

did,,, did he really admit that?

he can’t

emotions and work don’t match, it would only complicate things

yet, he would surely crumble if you pressed any further

in order to protect himself, to protect his brothers and to protect you, Yanjun stayed far far away from you

he sent relatively harmless people out to meet and update you

you only held Ziyi’s contact

Yanjun was doing all this to keep you safe

from him

but it was the smallest of details that gave away his attraction

like how he pestered Cheng Xiao for an update on the transaction every hour

or how he snuck glances over Ziyi’s shoulder when he was texting you

he also snuck out with zheng ruibin to keep tabs on Yang, to ensure he was no longer harassing you

dread was gnawing at him from all sides

he felt as if eyes were glaring bullet holes into him even in the safety of his room

Yanjun lay on his bed, ears tuned into the goodnight wishes of his corridor mates

he had to sort out his life right now

first of all, he had gotten all heart-eyed when he met you and then charmed away your jewelry

he felt guilty for worsening your emotional breakdown AND for letting his own emotions get in the way of his work

now, he was trying to solve your problem

but Yanjun wasn’t going to waltz into your life, sweep you off your feet and propose to you

because he knew he didn’t deserve to

either way, he can’t satisfy both sides of a Gemini

Yanjun was not mistaking pity for attraction, he was schooled enough to know that

he wasn’t going to f*ck up your life and feelings more than he already had

Yanjun was placed in a tight spot

knowing him would only put you in more danger

so no matter what happened, for the sake of your sanity and safety

He had to withstand the pressure crushing his shoulders, go against the wind and grow against the sun

only diamonds come out of the rough

A Hundredth had no excuse not to

two days later, Yang’s collection was returned safely and anonymously

the launch continued

but by then, Yuehua had garnered the majority of the media’s attention and public eye

beneficial

today was essentially your last chance to get rid of the thought that bugged your mind

Jun

Evan

why did both of them seem so,,, alike?

to clear up things, you decided that there was indeed a guy named Evan in your life

and the idea of it was absolutely mortifying

curiosity killed the cat,,,but the cat does have nine lives

if you did indeed dump your problems and jewelry through your mini cryfest on some poor dude, you had the right to know

from the start, YH representative Jun had caught your eye

he was calculating, cheeky, playful and intelligent all together

he also reminded you of someone

personality wise

you remembered Evan had a light silvery tint to his hair, a pair of dimples, deep voice and large eyes

your ideal ‘Ken doll’

Jun was definitely your type

nevermind, Evan didn’t have to exist if you had Jun

had

you wouldn’t ever be able to breathe the same air as him

Jun was slowly slipping away from you

in fact, the last time you heard of his existence was yesterday night

when Zacharie was texting you and mentioned a component that Jun would manage

take the Z from Ziyi and IE from Boogie and you get Zacharie

trying to make up fake names on the spot

there were so many burning questions at the tip of your tongue

Jun resembled Evan so closely

,,,were you confusing reality and fiction? are you going mad?

annoyed, you let out a huff and flopped onto your bed

men could be so infuriating and irritating!

you: hi Zacharie, thank you for all your help these few days. Please thank the team at Yuehua on my behalf. To properly bid you farewell, I ordered some small gifts for the office. It would be great if you could send someone to pick them up! Thanks!

mhm

Zacharie and Jun won’t even know what hit them

truthfully, you didn’t have any farewell gifts because you never wanted to part

you: assistant lu please prepare appropriate tokens of appreciation for colleagues by 2pm today

why why why why why!

the same mantra kept chanting over and over in Yanjun’s head

he had been so desperately trying to avoid you at all costs yet here he was, at your front gate

Ziyi had specifically said this errand was for him to run

currently, the only running Yanjun wanted to do was to run away from his responsibilities

to his surprise, it was you who opened the door and not your bodyguard

‘Hi! Come in for a minute,’ you greeted enthusiastically

Yanjun wondered how you could be so bubbly

well, you had the right to be after getting Yang off your back

‘Everything’s in here!’ you beamed, handing him paper bags with stamped with a brand name you couldn’t even pronounce

Yanjun smiled earnestly, taking the bags from you

your fingers brushed against his for a moment and sparks ignited through your body

‘Jun, would you something to drink? Coffee perhaps?’

Wow, every word you said sounded so formal and robotic

this was very unlike you

were you nervous? around a guy?

Never!

then again, the only guys you had encountered were the middle school boyfriend, college cheater, and Yang

so,,,that was a possibility

Yanjun politely declined much to your dismay

He mentioned that Zacharie needed him back at the office for a board meeting soon

sighing, you nodded understandingly

‘Sure, you should get going soon. Thanks for all the help these few days.’

you ran a hand through your hair as you spoke

Yanjun caught sight of the Cartier bracelet securely clasped on your wrist

the one piece he decided not to steal

‘Nice Cartier,’ he complimented. ‘Very classy and iconic.’

damn Yanjun, you’re the smoothest guy on this planet and all you come up with is ‘nice Cartier’?

impressive

however, you face practically lit up at his compliment

‘Thank you! It was the first piece I bought with my own money,’ you revealed with pride.

Yanjun paused at the driveway to slip his shoes back on

which gave you time to work up the courage

‘Hey, Jun.’

he hummed in reply

you tried to make your tone sound as nonchalant as possible. ‘Uh, I figured you would be in touch with many of these... jewelry specialists...’

oh no

Yanjun tried not to tense visibly. Instead, he offered a tight-lipped smile

‘Um, I know this is far-fetched but would you know of anyone named Evan?’

E v a n

Evan is standing right in front of you

In your doorway

Evan is lying

Right in your face

Evan doesn’t deserve you

Because he messed up

Yanjun shook his head and pushed back the whirlwind of emotions that was taking shape

‘Nope, I’m sorry. I don’t know anyone of that name,’ he lied perfectly. ‘Why?’

Oh, the audacity

you leaned against the doorframe, mildly disappointed

‘Nothing. H-he just seemed really knowledgeable about gems. My cousin and I met him at...at a place near your office so I just-‘ you kept yourself from rambling.

the silver-haired man chuckled softly at your outburst

‘Y-you just resembled him a bit. Tall, tan, dyed hair, large eyes. Haha, thought he was a colleague or something,’ you fibbed, making up a story on the spot

sadness flooded your lungs and made it hard to breathe, fires of vex scorched your skin and made it blister

Jun obviously had no interest and to compare him with Evan! oh wow

who even does this

the moment would’ve turned awkward if Jun didn’t announce that Zacharie had begun texting him and bid you farewell with sincerity

there was no need to rush

he could explain everything

but what good would it do him

what good would it do you?

‘Jun!’ you called out as he was about to step outside, dashing after him without slippers

‘I-i-is it okay i-if we stay in contact? I-I-. Can we b-be friends? We’re around the same age? It’ll be nice to know someone nearby.’

sentences began with stammers and ended with stumbles

alarm bells rang in his head

Flustered, Jun fought to find an appropriate response

Words got caught in his throat, they froze, then evaporated into thin air

‘Yes,’ he finally coughed out. ‘We can stay in contact but...I think it would be much better for us to stay as colleagues.’

hurt crumbled your features no matter how hard you forced them to stay upright

‘Oh, o-of course.’

of course, you had been too immature, too caught up in the moment

too fresh from a breakup and looking in the wrong places for a rebound

Yanjun’s smile seemed sympathetic but he too was struggling to keep his feelings at bay

‘Goodbye. I’m sure there will be projects for us to work on again. Rest early.’

In the safety of Hundredth HQ, Yanjun let crystal tears slip out from his pearl-like orbs

usually gleaming with fun, suavity, perfection

the mafia had made him focused, strong, bold and quick

and it was your diamonds that didn’t just scratch the surface of the onyx plating

but pierced right through it and pricked his soft golden heart

honestly, i’m not super satisfied with this :(((

it took me THREE weeks to write but it was interrupted by camp and school so my train of thought was lost

i’M SO SORRY

hopefully,,,school gets easier so I can focus on what I like to do

love all of you lots💓💓💓

#admin l #nine percent #nine percent scenarios #idol producer #idol producer scenarios #lin yanjun #cai xukun #chen linong #fan cheng cheng #justin huang #huang minghao #zhu zhengting #wang ziyi #wang linkai #xiao gui #you zhangjing

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dancingsloth · 6 years

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Kyouhaba Dog HC pt 1

(so me and @frozentothetouch did a walk for the MSPCA and got inspired being surrounded by so many doggos)

Aight so they have three dogs (1 small, 1 medium, 1 large)

The Dogs:

- So the small one is this this fluffy af Pomeranian that has fur the same color as Yahaba’s hair. It’s a boy and his name is Princess (will go into details further down)

- The medium size doggo is a female pitbull with dark brown fur with some caramel accents. Her name is Shinko (or faith in Japanese)

- The large doggo is a male black Great Dane names Kizoku (but they usually just refer to him as Kizo or Ki)

How they got said dogs:

- Shinko was the first dog they got. She’s a dog fight rescue and she was physically and emotionally damaged when found. A shelter took her in and after training found she was very trusting towards humans even though she was abused by her owners her whole life. However, despite this no one wanted to take her in due to the fact that she was a pitbull who had such a violent background. She was due to be put down when Kyoutani saw an ad on Facebook about her and how desperate the shelter wanted to save her. He messaged them and met her the next day and as soon as he laid eyes on her he knew he had to keep her. He did not tell Yahaba about his plans and took the dog home. Yahaba at first was a lil peeved that Kyoutani just bringing a dog home with no warning, but once Kyoutani explained her situation, Yahaba was like there’s no way in hell I’m letting her go now. Kyoutani decided to name her Shinko (faith) because she never gave up on humans even though they only brought her pain growing up. They were glad she had enough faith in them to love her her whole life

- Kizoku was the second doggo to join the kyouhaba household. Kyoutani’s coworker works part-time at a shelter and had been talking about this dog for a few weeks now that no one wanted and he feels bad because he’s the one who walks him every day and know he’s a sweetheart he’s just too high maintenance for anyone to handle. Kyoutani, already knowing what’s going to happen because he can’t just leave this dog alone now that he’s heard about him, is like fuck it, let’s get this dog and tells his coworker he wants to see him. When they get to the shelter, Kyoutani finds out its a goddamn Great Dane that is up to above his hip on all fours but takes him anyways. This is the second time Kyoutani has come home unannounced with a dog and Yahaba wants to kill him as soon as he sees him walk in the door with the largest dog he’s ever seen. Yahaba wants to complain, but as soon as this dog sees him, he comes up to Habs and just sits in front of him. Habs, a lil confused, pets his head and this dog just melts into his touch and Yahaba can’t believe it but he’s accepting another dog into their household. Kyoutani names this dog too (it means like aristocrat and we’ll get into why he’s called that in the personality section)

- Princess is their final dog and this time it’s Yahaba who brings him home unannounced (like three months after they take in Kizo). He passes by a pet shop and sees this dog giving him mad puppy eyes through the glass window. At first, Yahaba is like we can’t take another dog in, but then he remembers both times Kyoutani brought home a dog without warning and it’s time for payback. Plus, this dog is mad cute and fluffy as heck and after going through dealing with two big dogs, he thinks a small dog would balance everything out perfectly. So this time, its Kyoutani’s turn to be shocked when he comes home to find a fluffball waiting for him at the door.

(How the conversation went down probably):

“Shigeru, what the hell is this?”

“It’s a dog, what else could it be?”

“I know its a dog idiot, but why is it in our house?”

“Because its our dog now silly.”

(A resigned sigh from Kyoutani bc tbh he deserves this after bringing home the other two surprises)

(Yahaba picks up the tiny fluff ball so it can lick Kyoutani’s nose and although Kyoutani prefers big dogs, he must admit he finds this dog really cute and they might become hoarders at this point)

“Ken, meet Princess”

“You named her fucking Princess?”

“No, I named him fucking Princess.”

“IT’S A BOY?”

- Anyways, Kyoutani refuses to call this dog Princess and settles on referring to him as Hime so at least Yahaba still has the satisfaction of knowing he got to name at least one of their dogs (sometimes, when Yahaba isn’t home, he’ll call him Princess because after a while, he doesn’t mind the name so much, but he knows if Yahaba catches him he’ll taunt him with I told you it was a good name and while he loves seeing all Yahaba’s sides, his smug one is the most annoying to deal with)

Personalities:

- Shinko is just the nicest fucking thing in the entire world. She is very social and loves meeting other dogs and people. Her favorite place in the entire world is the dog park. When they first took her there, there were a lot of prejudiced people who kept their dogs far away from her. This made both Kyoutani and Yahaba incredibly pissed, but there were some owners who knew pitbulls were not what they were rumored to be and let their dogs play with her. After going to the same park for a few weeks, others noticed how truly gentle she was around dogs and especially children and started warming up to her. Eventually, she was known by all dog owners in town and everyone dreamed of petting and playing with her (as did she because she loooooves attention). She has a bit of separation anxiety however, so they have to leave a tv or radio on so she hears other people and thinks she’s not alone. Kyoutani and Yahaba make sure to shower her with infinite amount of love when they are home so she can save it for when they have to work.

- Kizo is like fucking royalty (hence the name aristocrat). His previous owners were part of the upper middle class and spoiled him rotten which is why he feels like he’s a King. The reason he went straight up to Yahaba during their first meeting was because that day Yahaba was testing out an expensive perfume he bought. It took a while to realize that that was the reason he loved Yahaba so much (when he wore normal cologne Kizo was indifferent) but once they did they realized why he was claimed to be so high maintenance. He only eats from expensive brands and will never run, only trot. He loves their couch and claimed it like its his throne. He does love his owners and refuses to sleep anywhere other than the floor of their bedroom at night.

- Princess is like a fucking ball of energy who doesn’t know what do with with all of it. He gets so excited about every little thing and Yahaba lives for it. Shinko and Kizo know basic commands but Princess doesn’t know shit. He can’t sit still for more than two seconds and as soon as he sees a treat, all thinking flies out the window. He is Yahaba’s child and sleeps in his arms every night (Kyoutani was going to complain bc he just wants to hold his bf for fucks sake but one time he woke up to both Yahaba and Princess smiling in their sleep and it was so cute he couldn’t say a thing. He also may have taken a picture and made it his lock screen).

#yeah ok im in love with this and will definitely add more #like the other seijou members interacting with the doggos and such #kyouhaba #kyouhaba hc #kyoutani kentarou #yahaba shigeru #haikyuu #haikyuu hc #long post

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