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minniepetals · 11 months

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i’ve read lots of fics. from the very emm unorganised storyline, to perfecto storyline. or the messed up vocabulary/grammars to the most AI-like vocab and grammar fics. or the fluffiest fics to the most disgusting/ disturbing fics - i’ve read it all throughout my reading fanfics journey-

and i must say that cmar is really quiet the disturbing one- no hate though seriously, i just read all the genre and appreciate the story as it’s the art of literature in language and story. i love literature btw and right now pursuing my degree in this field.

thus im here just to share my two cents, that cmar is really quiet near to the masterpiece. why quiet near? because i have to wait till this piece of story finish- to comprehend the whole storyline and the ending. eheks- not doing research don worry, i just here learning to analyse since i have class that i learned how to analyse a poem/ stories etc. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ something akin to review ?? yes. and my prof said that to be a great writer you have to get feedback from readers- and i love you, ergo you know what i mean right ;)

what is disturbing? the character development. mc’s character quiet disturbing as she’s been through a lot of abusive past. also she lives is criminal environment, dark and vicious, thus i understand why she’s act like how she is. also, i like it how she stands up for herself even though she’s broken. she’s really strong for that even though i might say it’s 50-50 she’s strong yet she’s broke - so that’s a whole lot of a person could endure but she had it all.

what is more, the antagonists characters, her father, leehyun, karl, kihyun, etc- lots of them, like really lots- and honestly? i can’t keep track on them, and confused between these characters and their bad deeds. and i am so so sorry that sometimes i keep skipping some parts,thereby after awhile i go back and re read it again to understand the plot better-

sometimes i feel like, the focus on throwback were too much?? but somehow i feels like it’s necessary because the flashback will justify the current action why the characters do that. right?? but is there any other way to write it so that the readers don’t feel like to skip the part?? i’ve been meaning to ask that - welp it can be a question in my next class . :3

for the boys (our tannies) there’s not much i can say though, because there’s not much exposure on them for these few chapters- thus, im hoping in future chapters maybe?? well that’s up to you ;)

overall, i really hope that you take this as a compliment im so sorry if i misled or something but i am really said this as a compliment. because, i had this one assessment and i really tried hard to write something that out of my comfort zone. i was trying to write something like this for my assessment but my prof said that i don’t quiet reach there yet- thus i just opted to write something small and sad and not quiet like this, a bit shame on me but still got an A so yeah- ㅋㅋ

thereby, i really speak highly of you writing cmar. because it’s really fun reading it !! btw thanks for the update on new chapter <3

take care and stay healthy ❤️

asdfghjkl thank you for using your pursuit for literature and looking at my work through an analytical standpoint lmao. it's honestly so great to hear insight from the perspective of a reader. one thing i'd definitely like to note on is your point on the antagonists. i completely understand with just skipping over a few things when it comes to them, which is honestly fine lmao, i tend to do that when i'm ready other stuff as well. i'm not sure how i can write it in a way where you wouldn't feel like skipping through some stuff to be honest. y/n's traumas are highlighted through these antagonists and i guess when it comes to cmar, it just isn't your typical romantic fanfiction stuff. whereas many fics focuses on their y/n and the character they're writing the fanfic based on, or they just mainly focus on the boys in general, cmar's focus is on y/n and her trauma.

i guess you can say in a way, it's less fanfiction and more story-like, since there are insights into these antagonists, as well as y/n and her people, her reapers, instead of the main focus being on mending the relationship between y/n and the boys.

i do see that i definitely should incorporate more moments with the boys. next chapter focuses on one of the guys so you'll get that there.

all in all, i enjoy writing cmar so much, as difficult as it is, and having this part of the work (your analysis) is really nice and refreshing, so thank you for that 💛

#anon #fics 🤍#cmar asks #cmar: 24 #luna asks

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bevioletskies · 6 years

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Starmora prompt: either Gamora or Peter finds out that the other never celebrates their birthday and decides to write them a letter as a gift. (This may be a bit OOC, but I love the idea and I think you would write it wonderfully!)

spoiler warning for avengers: infinity war.word count: 2.9k | ao3

The conversation had started off innocently enough; Gamora and Peter were sat by the vantage window of the Benatar, legs loosely tangled together, sharing a bottle of whatever awful booze Rocket claimed to have purchased at a bar on Contraxia (but they were certain he had actually stolen). It was a quiet night between jobs, their cash flow was astonishingly reasonable, and no one had fought or broken anything in about three days. It was nothing short of a miracle.

“Worst hangover ever?” Peter asked, taking a swig and wincing as he did.

“I can’t get hangovers, though I’m not sure that’s something to brag about,” Gamora admitted, tapping a finger against her temple, where the silver of her body modifications was most prominent. “You’ve already seen how much it takes to get me drunk.”

“You make me look like a damn lightweight, honey,” Peter said affectionately. He passed her the bottle with a knowing smirk. “Okay, your turn.”

“Well…” Gamora hummed, pressing the mouth of the bottle against her bottom lip. “Best sex you’ve ever had?”

Peter gaped at her. “Gamora.”

“Is that your answer?” She giggled softly, pausing to drink. “Maybe I am a little tipsy right now. Contraxians love dealing in banned Kathulosian alcohol, far stronger than our usual inventory from the fancy stores on Xandar.”

“Of course my answer is you.” He paused, then smiled winningly. “Do I get any points for that?”

“You’re in dangerous waters, Peter Quill, but we’ll see if I feel more generous later tonight,” Gamora teased. “Next.”

“Your least favorite job we’ve ever done,” Peter suggested, taking the bottle back.

“Going to Knowhere only to get taken and killed by my father is certainly up there,” Gamora said dryly. Peter winced, lifting the bottle for another drink. He was certainly going to need it after recalling the trauma of that very moment. “Best birthday? Whatever that means to you, I guess.”

His arm paused halfway up in the air. “I dunno. Birthdays…they’re not really my thing.”

Gamora quirked her brow. “Indulgent days that involve music, dancing, excessive drinking, and self-congratulatory praise? They sound like they were made for you.”

“I know we’ve had, like, special dinners on my birthdays these past few years, but…it feels weird sometimes.” He slowly drew his legs away from hers, pulling them into his chest as he set the bottle down between them.

“Why?”

“‘Cos the woman who brought me into this world is no longer in it.” Peter smiled ruefully. “It sounds dumb, I know.”

“No, not at all,” Gamora said, immediately leaning forward to rest a reassuring hand across his forearm. “I should have realized. I’m sorry, Peter.”

“Nah, it’s okay. You got a point. Birthdays are about celebratin’, having fun with loved ones. And I’m all about both.” His smile softened to something more affectionate, reaching to cup her face in his hand, gently running a thumb across her cheek. “You know me. I just miss her like crazy sometimes. Thinkin’ about how I used to spend my birthday when it was just me and her, and how I’m never gonna get those times back…makes it harder to capture that feeling again.”

Gamora leaned into his touch, shuffling closer until her elbows rested on top of his knees. “I know we’re no substitute for your mother’s affection. But I hope that someday, your memories of her won’t be nearly as bittersweet. There’s peace in fond remembrance, Peter. I feel the same way about my family, about how I used to spend birthdays in my parents’ company. Just don’t let her absence consume you.”

Exhaling slowly, Peter tilted his head slightly to bring their foreheads together, his stormy gaze meeting her warm, liquid eyes. “Well, easier said than done. But you’re right. Mom would want me to be happy. And I am, most of the time. We all have bad days, right? Some more than others, but I’m not one of ‘em.”

“No, you’re not,” Gamora agreed, smiling encouragingly. “You’re spirited, for lack of a better word. One of the many reasons that I love you.”

Peter laughed softly in awe. “Man, you are feelin’ generous tonight, aren’t you?”

Gamora got to her feet, holding her hand out for Peter to take. “Why don’t I take you to bed and show you exactly how I’m feeling?”______

As the months went by, the lingering hollow in Peter’s chest from that night’s conversation faded away. He still dwelled on the memory every now and then, whenever he was reminded of his mother, but it didn’t pain him nearly as much as it did at the moment. Gamora had good intentions when she’d asked, and for the most part, he knew she was right.

Then came his birthday - his thirty-ninth, to be exact - and the warm pit of dread settled in his stomach all over again. He knew the other Guardians already had presents for him, sitting in a pile by his co-pilot’s seat in the cockpit, and Drax and Mantis were charged with making him his favorite foods for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but part of him wanted to stay in bed and sulk.

“Happy birthday.” Gamora rolled over in bed to brush a kiss against his cheek. “I have something for you.”

“You didn’t put it with the rest?” Peter grouched, though at Gamora’s hurt expression, he immediately regretted it. “Crap - sorry, Gamora, I’m just…you know. Anyways, what is it?”

She pulled out something small from her bedside table and held it out for him to take - an envelope. A nondescript, plain envelope, only heavy enough to carry one sheet of paper, maybe two. He glanced at her curiously, but she merely smiled and slipped out of bed, ready to start the day like it was any other. “Read it when you’re alone,” she instructed as she got dressed. “I’ll remind the others to go easy on you.”

“Thanks, Gamora.” He stretched his arm out over the length of the mattress to clasp her hand before she could leave. “Love you.”

“Don’t be dramatic. I’ll see you at breakfast in a few minutes, once you finally decide to get out of bed,” Gamora said, shaking her head amusedly. “Love you too.”

Peter went about most of his day in a haze, accepting and opening presents and unusually genuine compliments with a sort of tightness in his smile, ambling about the ship aimlessly in absence of a job or task to do. He wasn’t sure what to do with the envelope, either - of course he wanted to read it, but there was something so unexpected about it, so extraordinarily intimate for Gamora, that he felt like it needed to be treated delicately.

He passed her every now and then throughout the day, always making sure to kiss her forehead and check to see if she needed anything. As always, she was doing her usual duties, sifting through correspondence and poring over their logs for any glaring inaccuracies. Gamora would look at him curiously, silently asking if he had opened it yet, only for him to shake his head and continue on elsewhere.

Finally, after he was pleasantly drowsy from the hearty dinner (and dessert) that Drax and Mantis had carefully prepared for him and a spontaneous dance party initiated by Rocket, of all people, he retreated to their bunk, knowing Gamora was likely having her daily evening chat with her sister elsewhere on the ship. He’d have at least an hour or so before she returned. Feeling oddly nervous, he ran a fingernail along the crease of the envelope and slid the letter out.

It was a single sheet of thick, white letter paper, the kind that they definitely didn’t keep on the ship, adorned with Gamora’s neat, tight cursive. He fixed his gaze upon the first word - his name - allowing the translator implant some time to adjust. Though he and Gamora had been teaching each other the basics of their own languages, they certainly weren’t skilled enough to write a whole letter or carry a conversation yet. Peter settled into the bed, his back against the pillows, and began to read.

“Peter,

You’re probably wondering why I’ve written you a letter, of all things, and where my actual present for you is. After our conversation from a few months ago, I thought this could be my present this year. Besides, I already let you bid far too much on those vintage Terran baseball cards you saw in a silent auction on Drez-Lar a month ago, mostly because I felt bad for accidentally breaking your nose during our Tiran drug bust. Consider that my present if the absence of one bothers you so much.” Peter snorted.

“I know you, Peter. Maybe too well sometimes. You’ve been sad lately. Not depressed, necessarily, just a little absent. I know the events of Thanos’s treachery still haunt you. You still mourn your mother. You can hardly bring yourself to say Yondu’s name. Recovery is not a single stop for you. It’s a long road.”

“It doesn’t have to be lonely, though. I’m here for you, always. I’m guessing you believe it would be selfish of you to complain to me, and that’s why you’ve been so quiet. After all, I was the one that actually died. You also think it’s your fault. You think you were the reason Thanos got me. You think you were the reason Thanos succeeded in completing the Infinity Gauntlet and taking out half the universe. I say, no one else would have done it differently, and I dare them to say otherwise.”

“The point of this letter, though, isn’t going over old grievances of yours, though I hope that someday, they’ll be just a bad memory instead of a recurring nightmare. The point is to tell you some of the things that I have trouble saying out loud sometimes, and may still have trouble putting to paper. You’ve always been so vocal about your affections, especially ever since we started dating, and I could never bring myself to return the favor because it felt so difficult to make them understood. But I’ll give it a try.”

“When we met on Xandar outside the Broker’s shop, I’ll admit, I found you physically attractive, but in the way that people see attractive individuals in passing, only to forget about them entirely a moment later. Then you began to speak, and I started to question how someone like you got a hold of the Orb, of all people. Korath spoke of your encounter with him like you were a particularly dangerous man, and all I saw was someone who probably stumbled into the situation by accident. It was only when I glimpsed your Ravager badge that I realized I had been too quick to judge, and when you very nearly outsmarted me that I understood you were a worthy opponent.”

“In all honesty, I thought very little about you once we were in the Kyln; I had more pressing issues to deal with. I remember you fumbling around, trailing after Rocket and Groot like a lost child, and griping about your Walkman like it was precious - as it turns out, it was. It was only when we talked on Knowhere that I really began to listen. There was an empathy in you, a passion, a kindness, that I found far more captivating than simply going by your looks and your obvious charms. You were willing to share your life story and your music right away, even though we barely knew each other. You sympathized for my plight even though I didn’t think I deserved pity at the time. Attempting to kiss me afterward, though, was a bit much. Boundaries are boundaries, Peter Quill.”

“The rest of what led to us becoming the Guardians feels a bit like a blur. The fight felt so enormous at the time, only to be triumphed by some of the biggest battles of all. You saving my life, though, is something I’ll never forget, even though you ruined the moment. You do that far too often, but I find it more charming than irritating - most of the time, at least. Actually, I think that summarizes you quite nicely, and I wouldn’t change a thing.”

“And now, here we are, five years later, having survived insurmountable pressure and unforeseeable circumstances. I can tell we’re both exhausted, but I could never tire of you, Peter. You are my family. You are my best friend. It may sound dramatic, but there’s no denying that you’ve changed my life. When I went after the Orb, I was almost certain it would be a suicide mission. In a way, it was - Thanos finally caught up to me four years later, and successfully killed me. But I had no delusions of what my life would be like after escaping his clutches, only a desperate hope that I would somehow survive. With you and the other Guardians, I have done so much more than survive. I found a new purpose, a reason to keep moving forward. I have renewed hope in humanity, and newfound faith in myself. The journey was my own, and the choices I made were of my own volition, but you have been there for me along the entire way, without fail.”

“You might be wondering why I decided to write this letter this year, of all years. It’s partially because of our conversation, but mostly because I found the box in your underwear drawer.” Peter’s breath hitched. “I don’t know why you thought that was a good hiding place, considering you almost never do your own laundry. Stop letting Mantis do your chores for you, Peter, she’s too kind to tell you otherwise. My answer, by the way, no matter when you ask, is yes.”

“If you’ve skipped over the entire letter and arrived at this last part, I wouldn’t blame you. I’m not sure why a simple paragraph or two about why I appreciate you turned into my scattered train of thought (your tendency to ramble on in lieu of meaningful conversation must be rubbing off on me). In short - happy birthday, Peter Quill. I love you. Thank you for everything you’ve done, not just for me, but for everyone. And please, be kind to yourself.”

Peter inhaled noisily, realizing a little too late that he was crying. With shaking hands, he set the letter down and reached for the tissue box. He dabbed hastily at his splotchy face, hoping to hide the evidence, though he was sure his eyes, cheeks, and nose were far too red to hide anything from Gamora. And speaking of her - his heart swelled with joy at every word she had put to paper, every sly tease and endearing sentiment she’d slipped into something he knew he was going to read over and over again until the end of time.

A minute passed before the door creaked open, and Gamora peeked in with a tentative smile. “I see you’ve finally read it.”

He slowly sat up, gesturing for her to join him. “You sure got a way with words for someone who doesn’t like ‘em all that much,” he said with a watery laugh, instantly enveloping her in his arms the moment she sat down. “Thank you, Gamora. So freaking much. This…it’s the best birthday present anyone’s ever gotten me.”

“I hope you’ll take my advice,” Gamora said, tugging gently on his shoulders so they were both lying down. Their heads came to rest on their flat pillows, their bodies along their lumpy mattress. The metal walls creaked precariously around them in their tiny bunk of a bedroom, and despite appearances, it was perfect. “In this life that we’ve chosen for ourselves, I think people have already been so incredibly harsh on us, passed judgment and spewed vitriol. It’s difficult enough without us being cruel to ourselves. I know I spent years resenting who I was and what I had done, and I’m tired of self-loathing and pity. Aren’t you?”

“My ego sure did get knocked down a few pegs since we first started,” Peter admitted, threading his fingers through her hair. “All that crap that people threw at us…sometimes literally…yeah, I guess you could say I’ve been feelin’ pretty bad about myself lately. But this…this was just what I needed to pick myself up.” He folded the letter carefully and tucked it back into the envelope, setting it down on his own bedside table, tucked right underneath the Zune, beside the last letter his mother had ever written him.

“Glad to hear it,” Gamora murmured, resting her forehead against his.

He closed the gap first, kissing her briefly, sweetly. When he pulled away, his signature smirk seemed to have returned, one corner of his mouth quirked upward in mirth. “So…do you want a letter for your birthday?”

Gamora laughed, patting his chest affectionately. “Oh, I’m okay. Besides, your handwriting might be too much for my translator to handle.”

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her in closer. “Fair point. And y’know, I don’t think there’s enough paper in the universe for me to write everything down.” His smile grew at remembrance of the little box in his drawer, the one he’d failed to keep hidden from her. “So I guess I’ll use all the time in the world to tell you instead.”

#ask #Anonymous #starmora #starmora fic #myfic #marvel #this might be the fluffiest one yet lmao i hope this is what you were looking for!!

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aqvarius · 4 years

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Masquerade Kiss: Do Bad Girls Like to Self-pleasure? Kazuomi Shido - otona love - chapter 5 summary/translation

this is the cutest, fluffiest chapter that we get before all the steamy stuff begins. sorry it’s coming a bit later than usual, i was super tired and decided to sleep and finish it the next day. basically this entire chapter is just a conversation between you and kazuomi which is both great and terrible for me because my dialogue translations are so boring, but i think the content of this chapter is cute and sweet enough that i hope it’ll satisfy you.

the chapter begins with a quick recap of what just happened at the end of chapter 4 which you can read here, or check out my translations page to read from the start. kazuomi is hugging you from behind and you start to speak, telling him that he’s been so busy lately and you didn’t want him to overdo it, so you didn’t let yourself get “tired out” to your full capacity.

“you were thinking about such a thing?”

“because... i haven’t been able to contact you recently,” you say. “when i turn on the tv, there’s nothing but news about you. it’s not bad news, but it’s all you.”

“it’s like that whenever there’s a new resort project,” kazu explains. “the mass media follows me.”

“that’s because it’s your specialty,” you say. you thought that he would be tired from being so busy, but that might not be the case.

kazuomi thinks that as you said, this degree of busyness is nothing new. however, it’s also true that he was tired without realising it.

“i never thought you’d take a whole day off for my sake like this,” you say. “all the more, i wanted you to relax”

you: “today, i wanted to restfully spend time doing nothing”

meanwhile, kazuomi had thought you wanted to spend a more concentrated* day together.

*��い - i’m not really sure how else to translate this but it’s a word that’s used to mean when something is deeper/darker (in colour), denser/stronger or thicker/richer (as in a more concentrated soup/sauce). i previously used “enriching” but essentially i think kazuomi means a day that’s more busy or packed with activities/events.

“that’s why you just snuggled up without doing anything, huh”

“hm...? in other words, you did “that” at that time because you were concerned about me?”

“at that time? what are you talking about?” you ask.

“the energy that i use to embrace you runs on a different tank**. don’t worry about me getting tired”

**this is kind of paraphrasing but basically what he is saying is that the physical strength he uses to have sex with you is a separate issue.

at first you stare at him, mystified, as you turn around. suddenly, you leap out of his arms to a good distance away.

“what’s wrong?”

(come on kazuomi don’t do this, you know exactly what’s wrong lmao)

you: “wha...!? eh? i-it can’t be...”

kazu says it seems like you were feeling it on your own without him (as in feeling [good], not literally feeling yourself up).

“that face you have when you’re feeling good... if i can, i’d like the satisfaction of making you make it in my arms”

(lskdf sorry i tried 5 times to phrase this in a way that captures even a little bit of how suave kazuomi is but i just can’t because there are so many parts to that sentence lol)

your face turns red with a vigour that kazuomi has never seen before.

you: “ah, ummm, that’s....!”

“it’s not like you need to hide it. it’s my responsibility that i couldn’t satisfy you”

“...or so i thought... but it seems like i was mistaken”

you stutter some more and then say, “that morning, i thought i was going to tire you out again...”

“i mean... did you see it!?” you ask.

kazuomi explains that he was going to call out to you to take a shower with him.

“you just be joking...! i don’t believe it!” you exclaim. “i-in the first place, you shouldn’t...!”

“considerably agitated, mc is completely flustered.”

“what, is it my fault after all?”

you: “you’re, you... you”

you: “...you do it well...” (😔)

btw i’m only posting these particular screenshots bc it’s hysterical to me how incoherent she is

this is another answer outside of his expectations, and his head tilts.

you: “...i couldn’t forget your fingers... even after waking up, my body... that is...”

“i see. you wanted me”

you: “...i would have been fine if you weren’t in front of me though”

you: “that is... no matter what, i was horny***...”

***this word also means in agony/anguished but i looked it up and it’s also slang for horny, thanks weblio for helping me yet again lmao

"now that you mention it, i thought you kept looking this way that time,” kazuomi thinks. “it seems as though the thing i was curious about [that caused her to keep looking my way that morning] was my fingers that had pleasured her the night before”

“what’s that about. you should have just told me honestly”

(not sure how to translate the tone when he says “なんだ” here but i hope you get it)

“if it’s what you desire, can’t i provide you with as much satisfaction you as much as you like?”

“didn’t i just say... i didn’t want you to get tired?” you say. “if i said the word, you would definitely indulge my every selfish whim no matter the situation”

“it’s my pleasure”

(like the present tense version of “that would be my pleasure”. ugha;slkfjds kazu loves spoiling his mc so much. this is literally the best version of him and we are so blessed to see it)

kazuomi explains that it’s the only time that you can “melt” since you can't leave any gaps open during your usual work (melt here meaning like be ravished/in [sexual] ecstasy). i’m not sure if he’s referring to the busyness of her job or the fact that she’s always playing a tightly controlled persona, but likely the latter.

“don’t you think that seeing that face would blow away the fatigue of my work?”

you: “no way... you would never think of such a sentimental thing”

(lmao girl if only you could see his internal dialogue like we can!!)

“heh, i would never? well, that’s been the case so far”

“but i would say... you’re special?”

he captures you, who had escaped, again and hugs you tightly from behind.

you: “shido...?”

“do you love**** me that much?”

****he actually says “like” but voltage tends to translate this as love, although it’s not as heavy/deep as 愛してる which is super serious

“how did you get that from this situation?” you reply.

after wriggling a little in his arms, you quickly become docile.

you: “...i love you”

kazuomi: “yeah. i know”

same thing with the like/love as above. you also say it in kind of a slightly petulant way.

ALSO i’m here to interrupt because can you BELIEVE shido “worried about this for days and gave his friends all the sordid details and planned the most uncharacteristic day off because he was worried he wasn’t enough for you” kazuomi had the AUDACITY to just han solo you like that????

“i know that you know, but... i love you,” you say.

“...i see. you wanted me so much that you couldn’t be settled until you took care of yourself”

“but still, you worried about me and didn’t say anything...”

“...i’m glad,” kazuomi says.

“my love was properly transmitted to you”

(🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 BEST BOY KAZUOMI)

you: “about that... isn’t it obvious?”

“to say that it’s not conveyed that i’m being loved that much, i’m not obtuse” (i think this is what she’s trying to say, basically that she can feel that his love for her is being communicated properly?)

“that’s right. you’re that kind of a woman”

kazuomi thinks that you’re always a step ahead of his thoughts, saying things that show how much you understand him.

“there’s no way such a woman couldn’t receive my love.”

“could it be that you thought i did ... something like that because i wasn’t satisfied with you?” you ask.

kazuomi replies that that would be the ordinary train of thought, adding that while he’s still on the topic, he thinks there’s still something you’re not satisfied with.

you tell him you’ve accepted his feelings with all of your might, you’re not dissatisfied...

“but that wasn’t the case at that time, right?” questions kazuomi.

you turn in his direction, and he looks down into your face. you cast your eyes down, embarrassed. he tries to catch your gaze and you look down further.

you: “asshole*****...”

*****other options i was playing with were “meanie” or “jerk” but they didn’t have the right feel. imagine her calling him a knobhead tho.

“i want to make all your wishes come true”

“it’s a foul to not have concern [for your partner]. in that case, i’d have to do the same thing”

basically he’s saying since you were so concerned about me, i’m going to have to return the favour. look at him, making it out like it’s a game of equals when he’s really just a fool in love...

“the same thing... meaning...” you say.

“if you won’t get tired, i’ll embrace you as much as you like”

i’m trying to keep the sentences quite concise but he’s basically saying if you’re still not worn out (from the copious amounts of lovemaking) and want more, he’ll have sex with you as many times as you want. in case you didn’t already know, often when you see mcs get flustered bc their love interest talks about “holding/embracing” them, it’s because the same word can be used to mean sleeping/having sex with.

“but... i always want to [make] love [to] you”

..........!

(he’s saying no matter when, he always wants to love you, which in this case means “make love to” but i guess can maybe also be read in the emotional sense? idk we all know kazu is secretly a huge romantic)

finally, you raise your face. kazuomi doesn’t miss the heat flaring in your eyes when you see his expression.

you: “in that case... i... want you to hold***** me”

*****same situation re: the hold/embrace thing. she’s saying “then have sex with me” lmao.

also lkajsflks i’m crying bc kazuomi will give you anything you ever wished for (and probably delights in being able to provide it), you just have to dare to ask him

“okay”

kazuomi is giving off an aura that he thinks would make you pull back if you were on mission (i think this is what it’s trying to say lol but not 100%), but at times like this, you always get embarrassed and show a shy and troubled face.

“the one who lights my fire is always “you””

basically he’s talking about the true you, not arisa. alksdfj kazuomi is so in love i can’t BEAR IT

“whether you’re being bold or honest, or even when we’re bargaining******...”

“i’m in trouble because of how fascinated i am by all of it.”

******he’s talking about all the bets and negotiations and challenges and banter between you two. actually there’s a lot more i want to explain here. i chose to use “bold”, but it also refers to when you’re being audacious (like if you’re cheekily talking back to him). honest in this case also means frank/straightforward (about your feelings), but can also imply docility/obedience. essentially the two have very different (almost contrary) vibes.

that’s it for chapter 5! hope you are keeping your teeth brushed to prevent all the cavities this chapter will inevitably give you. i’m floored by how much of a lovestruck fool kazuomi is. maybe it’s just the poor quality of my translations even though i tried somewhat to preserve some tone in cases where i felt it really needed it, but i feel like his internal dialogue here is a lot sweeter and straightforward than his external dialogue? i’m glad they sorted out the misunderstanding though, and how sweet of his mc to be so concerned about his health. i love seeing them be all cheesy for each other but sometimes disguising it as banter because let’s be real, both of them are total love virgins and don’t know how to just straightforwardly talk about the true depth of their affections for each other.

in the next chapter, kazuomi returns the favour, things get reaaaal smutty, and i get a headache from trying to understand sexual euphemisms. please let me know what you thought of this chapter!

i’ve set up a ko-fi page here and would be incredibly grateful if you would like to support me for translations and being able to purchase more routes to recap in english!

click here for chapter 6

#kazuomi shido #masquerade kiss #voltage smut #otona love #otkoi #summary #translation #voltage inc #otome game #voltage otome #otome romance #悪女はセルフプレジャーがお好き？#マスカレード・キス〜危険な駆け引き〜

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strayneoculturekids · 5 years

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Take Care of You - Jaehyun x Reader

Pairing: Kindergarten teacher!Jaehyun x Single mother!reader

Based off of: “Did you know that my mommy has a crush on you?” Your son says plainly to Kindergarten teacher!Jaehyun just as you had walked into the classroom to pick him up

“Does she now?” Jaehyun asked, smiling sweetly at your son

“Yep!” He said, puffing out his chest “She always talks about how handsome and nice you are Mr. Jung-”

“Okay! Sweetie! Time to go!” You said quickly, running up to your son once you had finally processed what he had been telling his teacher

“Y/N, nice to see you” Jaehyun turns to you, still smiling “If I’m not mistaken, you’re a single mother, are you not?”

“I-” you blushed “Yes, I’m single”

“Well, if you ever want any support from a significant other” Jaehyun paused before continuing “You have my number” he winked, and without another word, strolled off to go tend to a few students who had begun to yell his name

Genre: fluffiest of fluffs

@suunshinehyuck @ncitydrabbles @chagi-nana @bri-brithebumblebeee @wakeywxkey @zahratheraichu for you guys lmao

Y/S/N = your son’s name

----

You sat up with a start, immediately reaching for your phone that was ringing loudly and turning off the alarm. You groaned and very slowly, got out of bed, stepping out of the warm sheets. You rubbed your eyes and began to get changed as quickly as possible given your half-asleep state.

About twenty minutes passed before you heard movement from the bedroom next to yours, your son's bedroom.

“Mommy!” Y/S/N yelled tiredly, a loud yawn following

You quickly tied up your hair in a low ponytail as you rushed to his bedroom. You turned on the light, seeing Y/S/N sat up, the covers still over his legs. His eyes immediately lit up when he saw you and he jumped out of bed.

“Mommy, mommy, it’s my first day of kindergarten today!” he said excitedly, practically jumping up and down

“Yes, sweetie, I know, I know” You smiled and got out his new school uniform which you had barely been able to get him out of since the first time he tried it on

You began undressing Y/S/N, but he stubbornly pushed you away, telling you that he was a big boy now and that he could get changed himself. You chuckled and let him be to go make breakfast for him.

A minute later, he strolled into the kitchen, the only thing on his body properly was his pants. His shirt was half over his head, covering his face and one of his socks hung loosely over his toes while he held the other one tightly in his hand

“Mommy, please help”

You breathed out and smiled again before walking up to your son and helping him put on his clothes properly before getting him to sit down and eat his breakfast. Surprisingly, he had finished it all within ten minutes.

“Oh, good job, sweetie” You smiled and took the empty plate, putting it in the dishwasher

“Can we go to school now?” He asked bouncing in his chair

“Not yet, baby, you finished your breakfast early so we’ve still got a few minutes”

“Please mommy! Please!!” He begged you

“If we go now, it’ll be very cold,” You said, hoping to calm him down a bit

“I won’t complain!” He continued

You eyed Y/S/N suspiciously but eventually, you gave in, figuring it wouldn’t hurt to get there a few minutes earlier and introduce yourself to his new teacher. Another couple minutes and you had packed everything for Y/S/N’s day in his bag and strapped him into his car seat.

The drive to school was filled with your son’s excited voice, talking about how happy he was to finally go to school. You sighed and smiled, desperately hoping he’ll stay this happy about school throughout his school life but knowing that he wouldn’t.

Finally, just as you were about to be sick of your son’s yelling, you two pulled up in the school’s parking lot. You got out and walked to the other side of the car, opening the door to see that Y/S/N had already unbuckled himself. As soon as you opened the door, he jumped out of the car and started running towards the place he assumed to be where his class would be.

“Y/S/N! This way!” you yelled to him

He turned around, still smiling, and ran back towards you.

You two made it to the building Y/S/N’s class would be in and, before he could run in, you quickly stopped him.

“Let’s take a picture of you, handsome boy” You smiled broadly and got out your phone

You’d only taken one photo when you felt a soft tap on your shoulder. You turned around to see the most beautiful man you’d ever laid eyes on. He was smiling softly at you.

“Hello, my name’s Jung Jaehyun; I believe I’m your son's teacher this year. I apologize I couldn’t be there on the information night” he held out his hand for you to shake

“Oh- no- it’s fine! I’m uh- My name’s Y/N L/N” You stood up straight and took his large hand in your own, shaking it quickly before letting go

“Would you like me to take a picture of you and your son?” He put out his hand once again

“Oh- yes! Thank you” You handed him your phone and walked up to your son who had been pouting from the lack of attention, bending down to his level

Before the camera clicked, Y/S/N had his large smile back and was standing straight, his chest puffed to properly show his uniform.

Eventually, after giving Y/S/N a tight hug that lasted far longer than any normal hug should last, you said your goodbyes. Jaehyun smiled at you, showing his handsome dimples one last time before going up to your son, bending down and introducing himself. Y/S/N seemed to immediately take a liking to him and they walked into the building hand in hand.

“Handsome, sweet, good with kids, looks like he would treat me right-” You began muttering to yourself about Jaehyun, pausing once you realized you were saying everything out loud.

Slightly embarrassed, you walked back to your car and began to drive to your work-place.

A few weeks had passed since Y/S/N’s first day and, surprisingly, he was still just as excited about it as his first day, even after he began to get homework.

“Hey, Y/N- I mean...mom” Jaehyun called to you from behind, pausing when your son looked at him weird when he had called you by your real name

“Mr. Jung” You replied, smiling to him as you put Y/S/N bag on his shoulders

“I was wondering if I could have your phone number?” He asked politely, trying hard to keep eye contact and look as casual as possible

“W-what?” You asked, slightly flustered, leaving Y/S/N to run off to go play with his friends before school started

“Well- I just thought it might be convenient- for like uhm, classes” he seemed to be struggling to get a good reason, but you were far too caught up in keeping your blush under control to notice

“Uhm- yes, sure” You took his phone that he’d been holding out and quickly entered your first and last name along with your number

“Thanks” He smiled his usual charming smile showing his cute dimples

You walked back to your car, the only thing on your mind being that Jung Jaehyun, the single most handsome man you’d ever seen had asked for your number.

Finally, your workday had come to an end and you once again walked to your car, driving to pick up Y/S/N.

You pulled into the school's carpark and made your way to your son’s classroom. Entering the building, you saw a couple parents around, already walking back with their kids. You looked around the classroom and spotted Y/S/N talking to Jaehyun, both of them wearing precious smiles. You were about the call to your son when you get close enough to the pair to hear what they were saying.

“Did you know that my mommy has a crush on you?” Y/S/N said plainly to Jaehyun

“Does she now?” Jaehyun asked, smiling sweetly at your son

“Yep!” He said, puffing out his chest “She always talks about how handsome and nice you are, Mr. Jung-”

“Okay! Sweetie! Time to go!” You said quickly, running up to your son once you had finally processed what he had been telling his teacher

“Y/N, nice to see you” Jaehyun turns to you, still smiling “If I’m not mistaken, you’re a single mother, are you not?”

“I-” you blushed “Yes, I’m single”

You stood there, behind Y/S/N, practically frozen in shock. You were about to turn around and leave when with your son when Jaehyun back-tracked and walked in front of you, his face slightly red.

“That was meant to be smooth but I realized that you do not, in fact, have my phone number” Jaehyun muttered, rubbing the back of his neck “So, here you go...in case you wanted it” he handed you a small slip of paper that looked like it had a number written in crayon on it

“Is Mr. Jung going to be my daddy?” Y/S/N asks, being unnecessarily loud

Both you and Jaehyun make awkward eye contact before Jaehyun begins to smile once again.

“That’s up to your mommy, Y/S/N,” He says, winking again and leaving you with those words

“Mommy, I want to go home!” Y/S/N whined while tugging on your arm

Finally, you managed to snap out of your trance and you looked at the piece of paper while you let your son pull you along by the hand.

“Cute” You muttered to yourself, smiling at the fact that the number had been written on it with crayon, stuffing it in your pocket soon after so you could actually focus on where you were going

You managed to get your son strapped into his car seat eventually and began to drive back home.

“Mommy, I really like Mr. Jung,” he said, rubbing his eyes and yawning

“Really? I’m glad” You smiled softly “He might just end up being your daddy”

Just as you had finished the sentence, you heard soft snoring coming from the back.

“Oh god” you frowned, turning around to see Y/S/N sound asleep

----

The weekend had finally come around and you had it all to yourself. Your sister wanted to take Y/S/N for the weekend, so you happily let her.

It was about ten in the morning when you woke up. You sighed, never having felt more blessed to be woken up naturally instead of by an alarm or by the cries of your child. Getting dressed, you decided that it’d be best to get the grocery shopping done today.

You ate a quick breakfast and began making your way to the shops that were oh so conveniently within walking distance

Eventually, after getting there, you began to pick out your groceries. You were quietly going along the aisles when you felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around to see Jaehyun, his own shopping basket in his hand filled with groceries.

“Hi,” He said simply, smiling as usual

“Oh, Jaehyun!” You smiled back, happy to see him here

“Um- about yesterday actually, I was wondering if you actually would like to go on a date with me” he kept eye contact with you, a slightly red brushing his cheeks

“Like right now?” You asked, a bit taken aback

“I mean, if you’re not busy, then yes. I know a nice cafe not too far from here” He began to rub the back of his neck, something you noticed he did when he seemed to be embarrassed

“I would love to” You smiled softly at him, not even bothering to hide the red on your cheeks at this point

“Great! We should probably finish shopping first though”

You chuckled and continued shopping next to Jaehyun. It would’ve gone much quicker if you two just went separately and got what you needed to get, but for some reason, you two were just following each other around. You could’ve sworn that more than once, people had whispered that you and Jaehyun were a cute couple as you passed them.

The two of you finally finished up and walked out of the store, your groceries in hand.

“Should we split up to put our groceries in our cars?” Jaehyun asked

“Erm- I actually just walked here...I thought I was just going to go straight home after so-”

“Oh!” Jaehyun looked slightly surprised “If you want, you can put your stuff in my car and I’ll drive you home afterward” He smiled at you

“Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to trouble you”

“Oh, it’s fine Y/N. Come on, let’s go” He slowly started walking away, inwardly wishing he could hold your hand but unfortunately, both of your guys’ hands were filled with grocery bags

Quickly, you started following Jaehyun, still slightly taken aback by the whole situation. Once you two had put everything away, you began to make your way to the cafe Jaehyun had proposed you two go to.

It was just a small suburban area, so it was quite peaceful and green. Along the walk, you and Jaehyun subconsciously gravitated towards each other and somewhere along the lines, neither of you knew when, you two had started holding hands.

“Oh” You gasped slightly when you had looked down at what was making your hand so warm

“huh?” Jaehyun looked to where you were looking, gasping himself once he saw

“When did I- oh, I’m sorry” You blushed slightly, trying to pull your hands away, but Jaehyun just held onto it tighter

“I like it like this. If you don’t mind it, let’s stay like this” He smiled brightly at you

You looked away from him, afraid you might end up kissing him on impulse if you stared too long and nodded, squeezing Jaehyun’s hand in return.

Eventually, the pair of you stopped at a cute, sweet looking cafe, and Jaehyun led you inside. Taking a seat, you both looked at the menu for a couple minutes and ordered. Your guys’ conversation started out as school, how your son was doing and everything, but it eventually moved onto more personal things. At one point, Jaehyun had even asked why you were single, making sure you knew that you didn’t need to answer if you didn’t want to. He seemed to get slightly angry when you told him that your ex left you when he found out you were pregnant.

“What a dick,” he said plainly, eyebrows furrowed

You chuckled, not used to seeing Jaehyun use language like that since he always seemed to be around kids.

“Yeah. I mean, I was kind of glad to get rid of him. Pain in the ass. Couldn’t take care of himself”

“Well, y’know” Jaehyun took your hand in his own from across the table, “I think I’d be able to take care of more than just myself”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked, smiling

“I can take care of you...your son...if you wanted, maybe we could have more...kids, I mean” He looked quite bashful, but kept eye contact with you nonetheless “I mean! wOaH okay, I’m sorry about that. I’m going too fast, I didn’t realize what I was saying; this is only our first date...”

“No...Jaehyun...” You smiled sweetly, ignoring the burning sensation across your entire face “I think that’d be lovely”

The smile that spread across his face once you had said what he did made your heart jump; it was priceless. A smile that you definitely wouldn’t mind seeing every day.

A couple hours had passed in the blink of an eye and soon enough, it was beginning to get dark out. Jaehyun stood up and offered his hand to you, which you took and held onto tightly as Jaehyun pulled you along back to his car.

The walk back was completely silent, but it wasn’t uncomfortable at all. You and Jaehyun were walking so close together that your guys’ shoulders were practically touching. Breathing out peacefully, you quickly looked over to Jaehyun to catch him staring right back at you. He smiled cutely but didn’t stop looking at you, even after you turned away out of embarrassment.

The ride home was the same, other than you telling Jaehyun where you lived. It was a very comforting silence, and by god did Jaehyun look handsome when driving.

“This is me” You said once you two had begun to come up to your apartment block

“Could I walk you up? Wouldn’t be very gentlemanly of me to let you carry all your groceries up there by yourself” He smiled charmingly

“Of course” You chuckled slightly and got out of the car while Jaehyun went to the trunk to get your things “Wait- Jaehyun- you don’t have to take all of it! I can carry-”

“Y/N, it’s fine. I’m strong” He winked before going into the apartment block

You jokingly shook your head before quickly following after him. A few minutes later and you were at your door.

“Guess I should leave here, then” Jaehyun smiled and handed you your groceries

“You can come inside if you like” You mirrored his smile as you took the bags from him

“Oh, no, it’s okay, Y/N. Today was really nice, by the way”

“Yeah, same for m-” Before you could finish your sentence, Jaehyun planted a short kiss onto your forehead

“I’ll text you, yeah?” He turned around and left without another word after that, leaving you practically melting infront of your apartment door

BONUS

“Daddy, can I play with your phone?” Y/S/N asked Jaehyun, who seemed slightly taken aback by the title

“Uh- yeah- sure, kiddo” too shocked to do anything else, he pulled out his phone, unlocked it and handed it to Y/S/N

You chuckled at Jaehyun’s flustered state, but you’d be lying if it didn’t warm your heart that your son already saw Jaehyun as a dad even though you two had barely just started dating.

“Daddy,” Y/S/N called “Why is mommy’s name ‘Y/N Jung’?”

“Oh god-” Jaehyun quickly turned to Y/S/N and left the text app “No reason, try and keep it down, yeah Y/S/N?”

“What was that?” You asked, immensely taken aback

“nothing”

“My contact name is Y/N Jung?”

“Well I mean it’ll be your real name soon enough” He muttered under his breath

You and Jaehyun made quick eye contact before both of you burst out laughing, much to Y/S/N’s confusion. The laughter died down into a comfortable silence and Jaeyun opened his arms for a hug.

“You too, kiddo” He said, scooping up Y/S/N in the hug once you’d let Jaehyun wrap his arms around you

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ask-svt-hearteu · 7 years

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Hogwarts! Vernon

@hellonanibear requested: "hi loves :-) I was wondering if I could request a Hogwarts!AU with Vernon please?? I'm a real big Harry Potter fan (Ravenclaw Pride tbh) but I noticed you guys don't have one for him yet and I'd like to request one please since your Hogwarts!AUs are some of the best I've read! ☺️💙"

admin note: Tysm lovely hope you enjoy! <3

so Hansol’s a second year Gryffindor

half-blood

he has a little sister too who he loves and tries showing her magic despite not knowing too much about it himself

was shook the whole time though

from buying his books and getting picked by his wand

and asks his mom everything she can remember about Hogwarts

so he can imagine it himself

sorted into Gryffindor

which can be entertaining

bc the guy gets scared of really weird and random things sometimes

would jump at the sound of his own laughter probably tbh

things like spiders and bugs //COUGH COUGH RONALD WEASLEY TYPE//

but don’t ever think he doesn’t have enough bravery to be in Gryffindor

he will take on anything and anyone for his friends

like how someone accidentally casted Seungkwan's wand on the roof by a stray spell

dead af climbed hundreds of feet above

no broomstick or anything

just to get it back

his best friend is Seungkwan, second year hufflepuff of course

honestly what a duo they are

Vernon was sitting by himself in a carriage on the Hogwarts express his first year

minding his own business, looking out the windows in awe at the landscape speeding by

and Seungkwan runs into the carriage with his robes

ON FIRE

bc boo diva thought he could show off some A+ magic to make some friends

at least he tried?

things didn’t go as planned obviously

and Hansol being the ever calm and collected person he was

wasn’t screaming or anything lmao

dumped his water bottle

BUT NOT ON THE FREAKING FIRE BC WHY WOULD HE BE SENSIBLE AND DO THAT

no he dumped it on Seungkwan’s head

mostly by accident

but uh yea SEUNGKWAN IS STILL ON FIRE

and Joshua and Seungcheol see the smoke and run in on the two first years panicking and screaming

like “DON'T YOU CHILDREN KNOW FIRE IS DANGEROUS?!?!”

and they help put out the fire

and honestly find the kids endearing enough to invite them to sit with them

starting the iconic 13 member friend group that everyone in Hogwarts knows

and Verkwan’s friendship was literally born out of burnt robes ashes :,,,))

“So you got a name?” Seungkwan asked, sassy as always

“Hansol, but everyone calls me Vernon.”

“I’m Seungkwan.”

“Really I thought your name was ‘boy on fire’.”

“You’re funny, wanna be friends?”

“Sure.”

“You’re my puppy now.”

man these two started out the same height

but imagine how surprised Seungkwan got when throughout the year,

Hansol outgrew him by a few centimeters

were pretty devastated when they weren’t sorted into the same houses

“I’ll grab the talking hat you distract the teachers.”

"We can hang out in your dormitory every other day"

and so they hang out all the time

because if Hansol is left to wonder around, he might just walk off the castle grounds and get lost

would walk around thinking about stuff by himself

and fall into the lake or something

and everyone would be panicking EXCEPT FOR HIM

trying to figure out how to get him to swim back to shore

so he and Seungkwan walk together around a lot

claiming a corner of the campus for themselves

and all the prefects know Hansol by hair color or just general outline

and everyone in their friend group looks out for them because they’re the youngest

even Chan who’s younger than the both of them by a year

he takes care of the two of them too because he's pretty mature

they get in trouble a lot when they’re together

detention for hexing papers to fly everywhere in charms

and when they found out Seungcheol and Joshua were their prefects after coming back from summer break

didn’t make things easier for them at all

“I SWEAR HANSOL DONT PLAY WITH THE FIREPLACE, I DONT WANNA BURN DOWN THE COMMON ROOM.”

"Whatchu going to do daaaaaad give me detention?"

"Yea."

"Oh, sorry...? I love you? PLEASE I DON'T WANT DETENTION HYUNG!"

no one really calls him Hansol too much

except for his friend group

honestly this is so confusing to everyone when Seungkwan comes bounding up to him in the halls yelling in a singsongy voice “HAAAANNNSSSSOOOOLL~~~~”

“Why is he calling Vernon, Hansol?”

but that just shows who really knows him

even the teachers call him Vernon

Verkwan is such a troublesome friendship

always breaking the rules to sit together

but that whole group always does that

or sneaking out after curfew

and doing who knows what

there's always a classroom that has all the desks bewitched to spout out confetti or glitter the next day but no one has solid evidence so Verkwan hasn't been caught yet

can’t even split them up by separating them across the classroom

would end up sending notes back and forth

at some point the teachers gave up

and made the both of them announcers for quidditch matches

thinking that might calm them down when they’re together and using their energy towards something productive

honestly so biased though

each one will cheer for their friends only

“MINGYU-HYUNG BLOCKED IT IN YOUR FACES”

“JUN-HYUNG CATCHES THE SNITCH AND WINS IT AGAIN AS EXPECTED”

“JIHOON STOP SMOOCHING YOUR GF AND JUST WIN ALREADY- OW sorry professor!”

Hansol rapping the scores for the whole stadium

and everyone either loves it

or doesn’t say anything unless you want 12 other guys coming after you

wands drawn

despite being a kid who causes a lot of trouble

and doesn’t seem to study whatsoever

he does pretty decently in most of his classes

best class is care of magical creatures

but tbh doesn't really study

and again manages to pass stuff

but doesn't enter the library unless he wants to bother Joshua, Wonwoo, or one of his other hyungs about something

really laid back and chill, doesn't stress over schoolwork that much

he doesn’t mess up too often either MOSTLY

but when he does, he does it spectacularly

generally involving colorful explosions and fire

has a pet cat named Mr. Chwe

but Hansol just calls him Chewy

it’s the cutest fluffiest thing you’ve ever seen

besides Hansol of course

it's silver fur is honestly so pretty and Hansol loves it to death

anyway

one day you were looking for your owl, Cara

because you wanted to send a letter home

when a silver kitty passed in front of you outside

"Hey there!" you bent down to stroke its fur for a bit and it purred while laying on the ground in front of you

"Chewy!" you looked up as surprise, surprise

Vernon ran up to Chewy

and basically stopped dead in his tracks

because you're pretty DON'T DENY IT

and Vernon be shooketh

awkward human bean

someone protect him TT

and he kind of just stammers his introduction

which you think is really cute

"Hi, I-I-I'm Vernon."

and you giggle a bit bc DAMN VERNON IS REALLY CUTE LIKE YOU THOUGHT THE CHEWY WAS CUTE BUT OMFG

and he smiles because you laughing is really cute

"Chewy is it?" you smile asking him

"Yea!" and you watch as Vernon's face basically lights up as he starts telling you about how he got his cat

and you find out he's in the same year as you

which is surprising because you're familiar with his friend group

everyone at Hogwarts knows them

and you always kind of thought he was older than you

you're a ravenclaw yourself so you run into Chan sometimes

and Vernon goes on really excitedly telling you about Chewy's life story

how Chewy had basically eaten some chocolate Vernon had dropped in diagon alley

and how it got sick

and Vernon felt awful and just had to figure out how to make it feel better

until he found out the heartbreaking news of Chewy not having a family

and he basically begged his parents for days to keep Chewy will secretly hiding Chewy in his trunk

no one really knows how he did it though don't ask one of the older kids they'll claim to know no magic that can fix that cough cough liars they had to help Hansol ok? no one could say no

and you stand there just taking it all in

how Vernon was willing to go on and on about his pet to some stranger

and you were all for it tbh

and perfect timing

right as Vernon finishes his story, your owl Cara flies down from her roost to land on your shoulders

Cara is a beautiful amber color and you smile as Vernon kind of just stares at Cara in awe

"WOW IS THAT YOUR OWL, IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL."

"It is," you laugh, "Cara and I go way back."

and he just stares at you waiting for you to explain the story

and so you tell him and you both laugh at the varying adventures that you tell each other about your pets

and you both also realize you had care of magical creatures together

and you both really love animals and just never talked before

and Cara and Chewy are just following you and Vernon

Chewy following Cara with his eyes

and Cara being like "Have you never seen an owl before, you cat?"

and when you both leave

you feel all warm inside because you made a friend

or someone you really liked who knows

the next few weeks really zoom by

you talk to Vernon in care of magical creatures more now

and even Seungkwan can't help but feel like you're encroaching on his best friend

"Y/n, I know you might not know me, but since you're friends with Hansol, you have to be friends with me."

"Hansol?"

"Yea that's his real name, did he not tell you?"

"Hmm, I guess not, he said his name is Vernon."

and you're kind of like ???

because did he not consider you a close enough friend to call him by his real name?

but also why does it bother you? Vernon was just a friend... right?

and so obviously

when feelings get confusing

you're just like welp instead of working this confusion out I'm just going to pretend like they don't exist

even if you stare at Hansol a bit too long during care of magical creatures

and he always comes up to talk to you about homework help and stuff since you're in Ravenclaw

and in the same year

and all the hyungs take notice

"Hey you're Hansol's friend huh?"

"He usually doesn't even try doing his homework but lately he's actually been doing stuff."

"Oh you're that person that got Hansol doing his homework, wow thank you what did you promise him chocolate for life?"

and it's overwhelming but you find yourself having twelve new friends

bc you're friends with Hansol

and one day

"Hey Vernon! Do you wanna go work on that potions paper together?"

"Sure y/n! But uhhhh.... you can call me Hansol, it's my real name haha." he blushes but you don't notice

"Why do you go by Vernon then?"

"It's just what a lot of people know me as and I stopped correcting them, and only my really close friends call me that."

you feel your heart swelling

"Ok,,,, Hansol."

man the smile on his face when you said that

in the next few weeks you guys hang out more to do study sessions for upcoming exams

and one day when you're sitting at the windowsill of an empty classroom

Cara flies in through the open window landing beside you

carrying papers in her claw

"Cara, are you stealing people's notes again?" you laugh picking up the sheet to read it

and written at the top

"Vernon"

you're almost screaming because wow what a coincidence

"Cara, this is Hansol's" you frown

and you look at some of his doodles on the scroll of paper

and you see little heart doodles

around initials you can't really read because the ink smeared

but the meaning seemed pretty clear

he must have a crush on someone

you found yourself a bit sad

since that was Hansol's business and not really any of yours

but

you had to admit your feelings for him weren't all that straight forward and clear cut as they seemed

you sighed but continued working

the least of your worries, a silly crush on a boy who didn't like you

and the next few weeks, Cara kept bringing you Hansol's stuff

once it was a chocolate frog

and another time it was a little folded paper star with his initials on one side and a little heart

it's like your owl was trying to play matchmaker for you two

"He probably doesn't like me" you giggle when Cara dropped another one of Hansol's things in front of you

this one was a really pretty pale blue colored quill

"He might actually need this ya know."

and eventually you have a whole shoebox of random stuff Cara stole from Vernon

and you're like 'I have to return them at some point'

until Cara drops a card I front of you

and you're like ??? did you steal from Vernon again???

and on the card is a simple "Thanks to you I did pretty well on my exams, thanks for everything~ Hansol"

and you laugh as you read the post script

"PS I asked Cara to deliver it especially since she always hangs around my dormitory window"

"Awww Hansol, I'm sorry, Cara's been taking your stuff." you say to yourself laughing

"Cara, you're such a troublemaker." you gently pet her wing

and Cara sares at you like 'please just watch what happens'

and your amber owl is riiiiiiiigggghhhhhtttttttt

you gather up the shoebox with missing items to return to Hansol

and when he sees you he comes bounding right up with a huge smile on his face

until it sees the stuff in the box

and his face falls

"Hey Hansol."

"Hey y/n"

"Cara kept taking your stuff, so I came to give it back." you smile raising up the box

"About that......." Hansol starts blushing

"You see, at first I noticed Cara taking my stuff" Hansol started not meeting your eyes

"but after a bit, I ended up just giving her stuff, thinking she'd give it to you."

"Why would you do that?" you giggle blushing as well

"Well stuff like the chocolate frog, I wanted to share with you and I saw the quill in hogsmeade and it reminded me of you bc it was pretty and you're really pretty...."

you freeze blushing like crazy

"pretty..... PRETTY COOL AND YEA I LIKE YOU SO."

you're standing shocked

"And so I gave it to Cara because I thought you'd like it. So all that stuff's yours not mine, you can keep it." he smiles at you and playfully ruffles your hair

his hand lingering on your head as he pushes a stray lock of your hair back behind your ear

"I mean, if you don't like me that's ok, I just didn't want to lose one of my closest friends and best tutor ever" he smiled sheepishly

"No Hansol, I..."

his eyes met yours

"I like you lots too." you giggle

and it's that cute giggle that reminds his of when her first saw you

and he's so relieved he finally told you

that he just gives you a hug right then and there

"Yeeeeeeeeeessssss be mine then." he says not letting you go

"Haha of course." and you feel your cheeks burning

and the moment is just too cute and perfect

until Seungkwan notices you two

and basically yells

"HANSOL, Y/N, WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?!?!?!?"

and from then on it's official

"Honestly, she's such a good influence making him do his homework and stuff" proud prefect Seungcheol

you two are the cutest ever

walking around campus with Cara and Chewy

tbh Chewy and Cara are like the bestest friends

and Seungkwan just being lowkey jealous that you're taking all Hansol's attention

"He was my friend first!!!"

but he thinks you guys are hella cute too

how could he not

you and Vernon sitting together for meals, only having dessert and getting into food fights

bc how could you let whip cream just sit on top of your pumpkin pie without smearing some on his face

before he gets you back with the frosting off cupcakes

and it's a big mess

and he grabs napkins and helps you wipe your face

one hand on your cheek as he leans down to kiss your cheek

"Hey!" you giggle

"Sorry not sorry!" Seungkwan making barfing gestures behind the two of you lmao forever third wheeling

him making you sit next to him when he wants to sit outside

just so he can lay his lead in your lap

and drift off while you're reading a book for some assignment

and you get a bit distracted every time he moves because he's so freaking adorable

and you end up just watching him nap

until he peeks open an eye surprising you

and quick as a cat

sits up to peck you on the cheek

"For a Ravenclaw, you aren't fast enough to pick up when someone's fake sleeping"

"Oh please Hansol, those snores from you were so real." you laugh

"Maybe, maybe not"

and he takes your hand in his and looks you straight in before pressing his lips against yours

and you smile at how beautiful and surreal it all feels

"Don't think I'll ever get over how pretty you are." he says tilting his face to the side a bit giving you a cute look

"Please Hansol lol."

"I'm not joking though!"

he holds onto your arm as he lays back down on your lap and looks up at you

"You're prettier than Chewy." he grinned slyly

"DID YOU JUST COMPARE ME TO YOUR CAT HANSOL?"

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