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dreamsoflightvalley · 4 months

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Two of Skates (James P Sullivan X Reader)

Summary: You’re an introvert who isn’t too keen on attending one of Roar Omega Roar’s famous ragers, if anything you’d rather attend one of Oozma Kappa’s small gatherings. You prefer good times and pizza over goo pong and crazy stunts… Oh, and of course your crush on Sullivan plays a part in the decision too.

Content: Completely SFW, romance, introverted reader, gender neutral reader, copious amounts of pizza, overall wholesomeness and good times! Also, skating.

A/N: Was thinking of Total Eclipse of the Heart while writing this (specifically the Nicki French cover). Enjoy!

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Monsters University, one of the most prestigious scaring schools out there, was not immune to the party culture that prevailed in just about every college.

Every other week like clockwork RΩR would throw a rager that was open to the entire campus, and it’d keep going well into the night. Exams had just ended, so naturally all of the top scarers in that house were partying. Every house was to attend the party, but standout group Oozma Kappa was definitely uninvited.

You watched as your dorm buddy did her makeup in front of her vanity while rubbing your arm. “You’re coming with us, right Y/N?” Your friend turned to you, tilting her head.

“I dunno… Isn’t there any other house throwing their own party?” You asked, looking out the window to see students in droves flooding into the RΩR house. You couldn’t stand half the members in that group, they were so full of themselves and didn’t hesitate to pick on you for not having a pedigree like them. So what if your parents weren’t top scarers? So what if you didn’t make all A’s? That kind of stuff shouldn’t matter, but to them it did. It also didn’t help that Johnny Worthington had a penchant for singling you out specifically.

“Well, OK or whatever their house name is, is having their own party. They’re going to a roller rink or something,” She scoffed with a smile, turning back to the mirror. “The short squishy one handed me an invitation earlier, it was kinda cute… And also kinda sad,” She chuckled, clearly having no intentions to abandon a big RΩR party to go hang out with a bunch of dweebs at a roller rink.

Oddly enough, that sounded right up your alley.

“Where’d you put it?” You asked.

“Oh, it’s in my backpack. I was gonna throw it away, but I’d feel bad doing it right in front of the little guy,” She admitted sheepishly.

You went over to her backpack and scrounged through it, finding the hand drawn pamphlet rather quickly. It had a little drawing of all the members inside alongside a date, time, and address for the party. Free rides are being offered to anyone who needs them, yadda yadda… Oh, and pizza too?

“Don’t tell me you’re gonna miss out on a Roar Omega Roar party for that!” She folded her arms, giving you a stern look.

“Oh, come on! It sounds like fun! Besides, you know I can’t stand Johnny. He picks on me even with you around,” You grabbed your thoroughly worn jacket off the back of your desk chair, shrugging it on.

“You’re just saying that because you wanna hang out with your lover James.~”

“Am not!”

“Are too!”

You grabbed the scooter by the door and stuck your tongue out playfully at your friend, and she returned the gesture.

“You know I hate going to parties without you,” She watched as you grabbed your ita bag, pulling the strap over your shoulder. “But I guess I can manage,” She sighed dramatically, leaning back and closing her eyes. It only took her a few seconds to open one to see if her attempts to stop you were working.

“I know you will,” You reassured her, twirling your keys in hand. “But at least you won’t have to stand with me by the snack table the whole time anymore, you can go and play goo pong with the girls… Maybe make a move of your own on that Crystal chick you’ve been diggin’,” You scooted out of the door before your friend could scold you for teasing, popping your headphones on so that you could drown out the nearby music.

You managed to weave through the gaps in the crowd with relative ease, the noise canceling allowed you to follow the beat of your own music and ignore the bass that rumbled through the ground as you passed the noisy fraternity. The OK house wasn’t too far from campus, not on scooter at least. Right as you arrived you could already see the members boarding into an old van, you were just barely on time.

Of course Sulley was the one to notice you scooting towards them, a heavy hand resting atop the car. He was about to duck into the back seat but he saw you and perked up immediately— so fast that he bumped his head on the roof of the car. He shook it off as he stood up straight, raising a curious brow at your arrival.

“Y/N?”

You took your headphones off and paused your music, breathing a little heavily as you fished into your back to pull out a slightly crumpled up invitation. “I heard you guys were throwing your own party…” You held it out to them shyly, still scared of rejection despite the fact that they were the definition of the rejects.

Squishy approached you and took the invite from your hands, a smile slowly creeping onto his face. “You… Actually showed up?” He looked up at you for confirmation, eyes bigger than usual. “Well of course they showed up, they’re right in front of you!” Mike gestured towards you, happier than he’d like to admit. He was in disbelief too, since literally no one would turn down a Roar Omega Rager the way you just did. “Niiiice, stickin’ it to the man!” Art wasn’t one to look a gift pig in the mouth, so he was quick to accept you aboard. “N-No one’s ever come to an Oozma Kappa party before, no one outside of us at least! This is gonna be awesome!” Terri jumped excitedly, forcing Terry’s half of the body to also move with him. “Not to be that guy, but we’d better hurry up before the pizza gets cold. No one wants to eat cold pizza,” Terry put a hand on his brother’s shoulder, trying to calm him down. Just then, Squishy’s mom piped up from the front seat.

“Come on now, kiddos! That rink isn’t gonna skate itself.”

You waited for everyone else to enter the van, unsure of where you were gonna squeeze in. Squishy climbed into the front seat, Art, Terri, and Terry were in the far back, leaving the middle row to you, Mike, and Sullivan.

Mike got the window seat on the left side, and since you didn’t want to get between the two Sulley sat in the middle without complaint, only because it meant he got to sit next to you.

You closed the door on your side and quickly realized how cramped of a ride this was going to be, the moment the door shut you were walled into the corner by a dense wall of warm, teal fur. In a weird way it was cozy, and you did get to get a nice whiff of him from here…

Sheri turned on the radio as she started to drive, and there was some quiet idle chatter among the others…

“So…” You began, trying to get over your shyness. “You remembered my name..?”

“Hmm?” Sulley looked over at you, though you were hard to see compared to his shoulder. “Oh, your name. Yeah, of course I do. I have a great memory.”

You found it odd since the two of you never really interacted much. You were sure that you introduced yourself, during class but you didn’t expect him to actually… Remember. The encounter was so brief after all. Since then you’d occasionally run into each other (mostly due to you looking for him), but he always seemed too busy for you.

“That’s a bunch of malarky! You have terrible memory. You know how many study sessions we’ve had and you still can’t remember the name of New Eekland’s first prime minister?”

Mike butt in the first chance he got, he had a right to after how viciously Sulley used to tease him when they were freshman.

“When am I ever gonna need that information, history is boring! I don’t choose what I get to remember, I just trust that whatever my noggin thinks is important and retain that.”

Oh, so you were important enough to remember? Interesting.

“Keep thinkin’ like that and you’ll only remember sandwich ingredients, and maybe a few scarers if you’re lucky.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at their banter, their friendship never ceasing to amuse you. It was clear that they chided each other out of compassion, if they didn’t like each other they definitely wouldn’t be here right now.

The conversation started to liven up as the drive went on, and for the most part you were simply enjoying the friendly environment and listening to the others talk. Only when the group settled down at their own booth did you get the chance to talk about yourself.

“My friend wanted to go, but honestly? This is so much better than whatever they could possibly be doing right now,” You nearly salivated at the sight of the stringy cheese still clinging onto the pizza for dear life. “I’m not really crazy about big parties like that. They’re so…”

“Loud?” Terri asked.

“Disorienting?” Art chimed in.

“Jock centric?” Mike rolled his eyes.

“Annoying?” Terry groaned.

“Chaotic?” Squishy was the last to finish the chain, since Sulley had nothing against parties. If anything he liked that kind of environment, so when everyone looked at him all he had to say was “What?”

“Uh, yeah, that!” You licked the grease off your fingers after you finished your first slice, already going in for another. “I’d rather be in a small group with nice people I kinda know than be in a den of strangers with only a friend or two, y’know… Quality over quantity.”

Just then, Sheri and Don came back with arms full of skates, each to your respective sizes and foot shapes. Don did a lot of the carrying thanks to his suckers. “We got yer skates, now let’s hit the floor!” Don’s energy was refreshing, but you wanted to stay at the table a little longer. “I think I’ll eat a little more first, after all it uh… Seems like you guys ordered quite a bit,” You glanced at the boxes upon boxes of uneaten pizza, stomach growling loudly.

“Yeah, I’ll hang back too. Y’know, to help,” Sulley shrugged, looking back and forth as he rubbed the back of his head. Sheri caught on immediately, but didn’t say anything. “Alright, we’ll leave you to it,” She guided Don and the others away before he could say anything, giving the two of you a wink and thumbs up as they walked away.

You and James locked eyes for a moment before you shyly looked away.

“Dunno what that was about,” He played dumb, a purple tint washing over the fur on his face.

“Y-Yeah, me neither,” You aired out your collar slightly, trying not to make things awkward.

A silence had settled between you as you ate for a little while. Truthfully, you didn’t want to make a fool of yourself in the rink since you had no idea how to skate whatsoever, but you acted like you were staying behind for the food. Why Sulley stayed behind is beyond you.

“Honestly… I’m no good at skating,” You admitted as you filled your plate once more.

“Oh yeah?” He smiled crookedly, filling his own plate at the same time as you.

“Yeah…”

He looked around as he scooped a slice into his mouth, making sure no one could hear but you. “Me neither.”

You smiled up at him, surprised that a mighty Sullivan would acknowledge something he couldn’t do. It was rare that James would admit to a fault of his, so even something this small was special. He had to like you at least a little bit.

The noise from the rink caught your attention, and from where you sat you could see Art spinning around in the middle while he held Terri and Terry up in the air. Sheri and Don held Squishy’s hands between them, helping him skate while Mike slipped and slid clumsily.

“You know, maybe if we skate together we’d be alright,” He folded his arms and leaned back, looking at you from the side of his eyes as he tried to gauge your reaction to his suggestion.

“What? You mean like… Two bad skaters come together to form one halfway decent skater? Our talent will balance itself out?”

“Something like that,” He shrugged.

You looked down at your loaded plate and then back at the rink, knowing full well you wouldn’t be able to finish all that pizza.

“You know what… Why the heck not,” You stood up and grabbed your skates, offering your hand to him.

“Heck?” He echoed as he took your hand, finding it funny that you didn’t say the other word.

“Yeah, heck! Hay is for horses.”

As the two of you made your way to the rink after putting your skates on, you held onto each other’s hand tightly. When one of you lost balance the other would make up for it, which was surprising given how large Sulley is.

You slowly stretched a leg into the rink, a love song playing over the speakers almost as soon as Sulley joined you. The colored lights shifted from blue and green to red and pink, the DJ sensing the spark between you two. It didn’t seem to matter to either of you though, since you were too busy trying not to fall onto your butts the whole time.

“H-Hey, this isn’t so bad!” You had to admit you didn’t think the idea would work, but as the two of you skated in circles you realized that struggling together made the process a lot easier than struggling alone. “I told you it’d work,” He smirked as he used his tail to grab Mike by the hand, steadying his balance. “How you doin’ back there little buddy?”

“Just peachy!” Mike’s knees were shaking like a leaf, but he wasn’t falling like earlier.

“Good, cause Y/N has an idea and you’re gonna help us!”

Before you put your skates on earlier, you mentioned the idea of giving out the pizza to everyone else who was there. Even if it was taken home for leftovers it would surely go bad, and if Mrs. Squishy got mad you’d be willing to pay her back… And James was nothing if not a risk taker.

Before Mike could even question it, Sulley dragged him screaming from the rink and back to the booth. You had a stack of pizza boxes on your free hand, as did Sulley… Mike, unfortunately, had them balancing on his head.

“Alright, who wants free pizza?” Sulley shouted, holding up the boxes with you as the crowd cheered.

All three of you skated around the building giving free boxes to anyone who wanted some, feeding the entire place better than the cooks did… And yes, even the cooks and cashiers got pizza breaks too.

As the mid-90s Europop song faded, you and Sullivan returned to the booth with some pizza to spare, reclining into the stiff seats as though they were the highest quality massage chairs the world had to offer. James had to pick and limp Mike up by the wrist and sit him down too.

All of you caught your breath together, but even after burning off all that energy you still kept your hands clasped together. You looked over at his palm, his grip softening ever so slightly. He was worried for a second that you’d want to let go, but when you squeezed his giant hand in yours he felt relief wash over him.

“You know… We should do this again sometime…” You smiled up at him.

“Yeah..?”

“Yeah…”

You shuffled a little closer to him, resting your head on his arm. In response he rested his head on top of yours, his bushy brows lowering over his eyes.

To Johnny’s surprise the next day, the school papers replaced the usual column going over the events of his parties with a new blurb on the “Cutest Couple on Campus,” the sight m causing him to spit his coffee out of shock.

“Wh-What the—?!”

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cherrygummycandy · 1 year

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Monstrous talents

Oozma Kappa x Scarer!Reader x Roar Omega Roar

(Drabble? Headcanons? I'm not quite sure.)

(I'll probably work this into a longer fic eventually, but it's late enough at night that I'll start with this.)

- If you find yourself as a new student at Monsters University, one of two things pretty much has to be the case for you to catch the attention of both the fraternities. Either you're a promising new student in the scare program, or you're just ridiculously popular for some reason. Maybe you come from an impressive lineage of scarers, maybe your popular online, or maybe your just super friendly, but regardless, you've made a name for yourself in the first few weeks at college, and these greek houses are taking notice.

- As far as meeting the fraternities, it's unlikely you meet all the members of each at once.. During your first introduction with a member of Oozma Kappa, you're sitting in scare 101, waiting for Prof. Knight to return, when something hits the back of your head. When you look down at your desk, you see what looks like a toy wand, the kind you'd see at a childrens magic show. Picking up the stick, you look around for the culprit, your eyes quickly landing on two yellow monsters a few rows behind you. Upon looking closer, you'll realize they're actually one monster with two heads.

-Curious, you climb back a few rows and give the pair back their wand, thus meeting the dynamic duo of Oozma Kappa, Terri and Terry. Despite being one body, they definitely have two minds. While Terry remains cool, and apologizes, Terri immediately panics. There's quick, short apologies, stuttering, and a pack of cards even fall out of his side of the sweater. You learn that the wand projectile was the result of a magic-trick-gone-wrong. You assure the pair that it's alright, and introduce yourself. Terri responds well to your positivity, and quickly changes his mood from panicked to excited at the prospect of a new friend.

-When Prof. Knight returns and calls for the class to settle down and begin, you wave goodbye and return to your seat. Your trying to hyper-focus on the lesson, taking notes at a rapid pace. You've always known that being scary is only half of being an effective scarer. Unfortunately, your focus is broken when your pencil snaps. You reach into your bag and try to grab your sharpener, only for your pencil to roll off your desk and away from you. As you go to retrieve it, the pencil suddenly floats up into the air. You stare wide eyed, until a purple appendage appears coiled around it. You lean back in sudden shock, and see the monster attached to the tail, seemingly some sort of purple lizard. The monster looks at you with an impatient squint. You simply stare, still shocked at how he suddenly appeared, prompting him to shake the pencil in front of your face and huff out a 'Take it'. You take the pencil back quickly, muttering a quick thanks. Throughout the class, you glance a few times in at the strange monster, occasionally catching him looking back at you.

-After class, Terri catches up with you, calling your name as you head out of the lecture hall, dragging a rather embarrassed Terry with him. As they approach, you can hear them arguing about something. "This is an awful idea-" "No it's not, we're making friends-" "I'm fine with you embarrassing yourself, but don't embarrass me by association!". The two come to a stop in front of you, and Terri invites you to meet up with their fraternity at the quad later. You agree, and ask them what frat they're part of. Terry only rolls his eyes, and Terri shrugs. "Oozma Kappa, were not exactly well-known." Terri admits. Regardless, you agree to meet up with them later.

-What you don't see is a purple monster watching you with curiosity from the door of the lecture hall.

-Later, you head out of your dorm and towards the quad, recognizing the bright green and yellow sweater you had seen the twins wearing from a mile away. "Y/N!" Terri yells, prompting his brother to cover his ears. Sitting down next to the pair, Terry shoots you an apologetic look as his brother introduces you to the other monsters sat with you.

-The first to speak is Art, extending a furry purple hand to you, which you shake. "Hola, my friend. I am Art, scare major. It's totally chill to meet you..." He speaks slowly and with a dazed look, but seems very nice. A tentacle extends next, attached to you a middle-aged pink monster. "Howdy, Don Carlton! Ex-salesman, current scare major!" He smiles, his eyes crinkling as he does so. "This is my step-son and fraternity brother, Scotty Squibbles." "Hi..." A soft voice says. You jump at the sudden sound, completely overlooking the small monster who seems to have suddenly appeared beside you. "Sorry, I'm still working on announcing myself."

-You find the conversation flows pretty easily as you hang out with Oozma Kappa. Despite their quirks, you have to admit it's nice to have friends at school. As Don begins to recall his first scare to a fascinated Terri, and Art zones out a few feet away to meditate, you turn to Scott, who you learn the group calls 'Squishy'. "Hey, Uh, Squishy?" He turns to look at you, a bit surprised you're addressing him. He looks around first, as if making sure you're not addressing some other Squishy. "Uh, Y-yeah?" He finally responds. "So, your Step-dad is also your fraternity brother..." He winces. "Can I ask how that happened?" You finish. He shake shis head and mumbles. "It's... We don't really like to talk about it." "Sure we do!" Don pops out of nowhere, and Squishy covers his ears and blocks out his stepfather as the tale begins.

-After a while, you hear what sounds like a loud debate coming towards the group, and turn to look in the direction of the noise. "No, and you know that's not right. I said no pickles on my burger, that's no way to run a business Sulley!" A green one-eyed monster yells, waving around a bag of fast food. "Calm down, Mike. A few pickles isn't a big deal." A much larger blue monster chuckles. "Don't talk to me about food, big guy. I've seen you eat half a sandwich off the kitchen tile." The green one grumbles and flops down beside Art as the blue monster follows. "Sorry it took so long to get food guys, they got the order wrong three times AND STILL GAVE ME PICKL-" He breaks into a rant while the blue monster shakes his head with an amused look.

-Just then it seems the bigger monster notices you. "Hey, who's this?" He asks. "Hi, I'm Y/N. Me and Terri-" You look over. "And Terry have Scare 101 together." He nods. "Are you a new transfer?" You nod. "Well, welcome to MU. James, James P. Sullivan." He shakes your hand. "Like Bill Sullivan?" You ask, bringing your knees up under your chin as you tilt your head curiously. "Oh, yeah..." His mood seems to dip at the mention of his family, so you decide not to push the subject.

-"Mike Wizowski, O.K. house president." The green monster proudly steps forward, motioning to his Oozma Kappa hat. "A fellow scare major huh? Well, get ready to be amazed, cause' Oozma Kappa's on track to being the top fraternity in this college." He certainly seems passionate. Sulley tries to reel in his energized friend, and the group digs into the fast food brought by there presidents. Art hands you his fries, sharing his wisdom with you. "Sharing is caring, Muchacho. Take these fries and pass this kindness forward."

- The evening carries on peacefully, and the group seems to welcome you immediately. It starts getting late, and slowly but surely the group separates, going their separate ways. Before you go, Mike stops you. "Look, you seem like a pretty scary monster, but I need to ask you one thing." His voice lowers, and his eye narrows. You nod for him to continue, a little concerned at his intimidating demeanor. "Are you willing to go all the way?" He asks. "Um, I mean, Yes?" You respond. "Alright, I'll take it!" He claps his hands together, satisfied. "If you ever want any scare practice, call me or the guys up. Oozma Kappa is always looking for determined potential scarers." He quickly scribbles down Squishy's home phone number, and heads off, books in hand.

-You head back to your dorm, head filled with thoughts of the busy day you've had. Recounting your lessons and conversations, you must not have been looking where you were going, and you run right into someone. "Hey!" A scratchy voice barks, and you crash to the ground. "I'm so sorry, I must not have seen you!" You scramble to stand back up, brushing off your legs. "That's no excuse, I'm not even camouflaged." You look up, and realize the speaker is the reptilian monster from class this morning. "Oh, it's you!" You exclaim. "You probably don't remember me, I'm Y/N. We have scare 101 together?" You stick out your hand, and he eyes it suspiciously. He sighs and shakes it. "Boggs. Randall Boggs. You new to the scare program?" He asks. You nod happily. He's about to make a snarky comment before you cut him off. "You can turn invisible, right?" You ask.

-He's a bit surprised at how eager to speak to him you seem, and decides to allow you to continue. "Yeah, I can change my skin patterns too. 'S why I'm the best scarer in our class." He boasts. "Wow, I've never met someone who can do that before, is it hereditary?" He answers a few questions you have, clearly happy to talk about himself. After a bit, you feel a bit silly from asking him so much. "Sorry to talk your ear off, maybe I'll see you in class?" You ask. He pauses, but nods. "Sure. I look forward to seeing you scare." He slinks off, back into the darkness of the campus at night. You smile to yourself, thinking about how lucky you are to make friends.

-Back at the frat houses, two conversations take place. At Oozma Kappa, Terri talks up your scare techniques to Mike and the others, with his brother chipping in here and there. "They used a crackle roar in the scare simulator the other day, and I almost screamed!" Terri exclaims, chatting with the others. Mike heads into the kitchen, and sees Sulley by the fridge. "They seem pretty excited by the new scarer, huh?" Sulley says, and Mike nods. "Good, I hate to say it, but I think these guys need some friends outside of the fraternity." Sulley shakes his head. "You need some friends outside of the frat." He teases, only making Mike agitated. "Wha- I have friends! I have you know I am very popular with the lunch ladies..."

-Meanwhile, a different conversation takes place over at the number one fraternity on campus, Roar Omega Roar. Johnny Worhtington is sat in the living room, watching the college Monsterball broadcast on the sports channel. A door closes and he sees a bit of movement coming from the entryway. "Boggs, aren't you gonna say hi?" He asks, grinning when he hears an annoyed groan come from the stares. Another small breeze, and Randall appears beside the large monster. "I'm kind of busy, Johnny." He spits, and Johnny puts his hands up in surrender. "Calm down, just seeing how you're doing. I saw you talking with the new scare student." Randall pauses, and turns to face Johnny."And?" He pushes. "And... I know you share a class with them, are they any good?" He asks. "Yeah, not seen anything crazy yet, but yeah." Randall responds, prompting Johnny to nod. "Good, good." He returns to watching his T.V., clearly thinking about something. Randall watches him for a few moments, before shaking his head and heading back upstairs.

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