bakerstreet | High School Romance

Mostly because I'm surprised we've never had this kind of meme before. We love high school AUs. We love romance. Why not combine those into a glorious mix?

Your teen years are important, formatively speaking. You're trying to find out just where you belong and what kind of person you're going to be. This already daunting task is complicated by the soul-sucking demon known as high school. If you weren't having a hard time before coming here, you certainly are now.

Add into this mixture raging hormones, and baby, you've got a misery stew cooking. But it's not all bad! Sometimes high school crushes can be sweet, and the occasional high school relationship lasts.

So whether you're too cool or distracted for romance or always on to the next good looking stud, come on down and try to navigate the romantic labyrinth that is the halls of Bakerstreet High.

HOW TO PLAY

Comment with your character and preferences. Needless to say, aging down and AUing is welcomed and probably necessary. Have fun with it! Feel free to include a short blurb about your character's Bakerstreet High self. Are they popular? The class clown? A drifter? A band geek?
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Use the RNG. Or not.

PROMPTS

childhood: You've known each other forever. Puberty has changed a couple of things, though.
friends to more: Best buds, right? Can you let a little crush get between you?
always there for you: You've seen the person you've liked for forever get hurt time and time again, always offering a shoulder to cry on. You should make your own move, unless you're content in the background forever.
bad boy/good girl: Or bad girl/good boy, or bad boy/good boy...there's a certain appeal.
the innocent: They're the delicate little pure flower of the school. Do you genuinely want to date them or is this a mission for corruption.
smitten puppy: You know the type. Always following the object of their adoration around. Don't you want to sweep them off their feet and show them there's other fish in the sea?
the ice queen/king: You have to defrost them.
10 things: You were challenged to ask them out or bed them, but shit got real.
never noticed anyone before: You'll never be into all this love and sex stuff. Your classmates are crazy - wait, who's that? Your face is flushing. Why?
never noticed: This person's always been there for you. You feel silly that you've never noticed.
the unattainable: Is the school's hottest cheerleader or football player really all that high above you?
follow you until you love me: It's not stalking! You just happen to be in the same place as them...all the time.
hate at first sight: You hate their guts but you can't stay away.
sudden hottie: Were they always so bangin', or did taking off their glasses or pulling down their ponytail do that much?
too shy, too blind: you're too shy to tell them how you feel. you also don't see that they clearly feel the same.
kindness counts: They were kind to you, which is a pretty big deal in high school especially if you're an outcast, and you can't help nursing an even bigger crush.
sudden attraction: You're the kind who falls instantly and hard.
always on the move: You change crushes or dates like underwear. Maybe this one is the one, though.
nerd love: Both of you are social pariahs. At least you have each other.
into older people: He or she is the kind of teen who's so mature and always dating college students or even real adults. But you can change their mind about their peers, right?
differences in social classes: One of you is popular, the other so not. Can you make it work, or will the popular part be ashamed?
opposites attract: Sometimes, the weirdos get the hottest babes.
awkward confessions: You want to get your feelings out into the open - curse your voice cracking.
asking you out: You'll totally borrow your dad's car to take them to the movies. Or here, here's your letterman jacket. Go steady?
parents don't understand: Your parents want to keep you apart or are too tragically uncool.
dates: If you have to go dutch at McDonald's, it's sad. Maybe stay-at-home dates are better.
prom: Limos, tuxes, wasted money, oh my!
slow dance: The DJ popped in that best of the 90s love songs megamix CD. Now's your chance.
sadie hawkins: The Sadie Hawkins Dance. Get your khaki pants. Oh oh oh. Girls ask the guys. It's always a surprise.
sneaking out: The most romantic times are past curfew.
detention: As the Breakfast Club taught us, it's possible to find love in a hopeless place.
experimentation: It doesn't count if it's above the belt, right? And finger definitely don't count.
over the top: You're that couple that is always on the PDA or being schloopy and goopy romantic. Don't be that couple.
first kiss: Pucker up.
first time: Is it romantic and slow or in the back of someone's car?
drunk: Drunk confessions and attempts to make passes are ill-advised.
fight: High school couple fights can be deadly. Avoid at all costs
the volatile couple: Speaking of, there's always a couple that seems to be fighting 24/7? When they're hot, they're hot, when they're cold, they're glacial.
finally together: You're the will-they-won't-they of high school, and when you get together senior year, the whole class will give you a standing ovation because FINALLY.
long term couple: When did you guys get together? Probably like middle school or something. You've always been together.
hide who you are: Unfortunately, even these days some people make it necessary for those who don't conform to the "ideals" to hide their true selves.
break up: Statistically, it was bound to fail.
after graduation: Can you guys make it work after you lose the common ground of school? This can be challenging if you're going to be living in different places.
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[Avengers Academy AU? Avengers Aacademy AU]

[Rumlow didn't want to be here, but his father had made it clear that this was a favour for an old friend, one to bring future reciprocation in the favours department. That's the way that politics worked, and while he could understand Pierce's fascination with the Avengers Academy, it didn't mean that he wanted to be transferred away from all of his friends at St. Francis Academy (a cover for the satellite school being part of HYDRA) to come here. Fury wanted a star in something other than gossip, weird shrinking and flying and arrogant posturing.

Fury apparently needed a kid who excelled at sports on a 'normal' level. So here he was shouldering his school bag and stepping onto the grounds of his new school, not at all impressed with the distinct lack of students. Everyone around flitted, skulked and swaggered like they owned the place, like they had something more than anyone else. He hated it. He hated them more, of course.

That was the problem with being adopted. He had to earn his place in all things, and while Pierce treated him as a son, there was a distinct difference when it came to him and his sisters. They would never been moved, never played as the pawns to a greater plan unless absolutely necessary, but Rumlow... yeah, he was Pierce's prize playing piece in the schooling system, and so he continued to have to earn his place everywhere that he went. It wasn't so bad; it meant he could act out a bit more and blame it on the fact of 'you are not my real parents' sort of bullshit mentality.

Rumlow spun his soccer ball on his index finger as he walked around the academy, getting a sense for the buildings. There was Stark Tower. There was the dance floor. He was moving towards the registration office where he had to check in to get his tour of the place, but his keen eyes drank in everything that he passed of the students already around.

His black leather jacket, cargo pants, hiking boots and plain t-shirt set him apart. He took special care of his appearance, particularly his hair and the way that he showed off the rough stubble on his cheeks and chin, but compared to everyone else, he knew he was down right plain. Like he didn't give a care for showing off anything more than the air of personal confidence that he had. Showing off wasn't necessary after all; he knew he was better and that was that.

He stepped into the office and tucked his soccer ball under his arm, looking at Pepper Potts expectantly. She knew him by sight, probably because his adoptive father was a big deal here with the friendship with Fury. He tapped the toe of his boot on the floor as the person who would give him a tour was 'summoned'. Ugh, this place was awful already.]

Normal wasn't really something that was around the academy. Sure, there was Falcon who bragged about being the only normal one here, but even he was weird. He had a thing for birds like Barton, and his massive crush on Rogers was awkward. The truth was, nobody wanted normal. Nobody CARED about normal. When you had Norse gods and spies and super soldiers who went to your school, normal just seemed...well, boring.

And Tony hated boring.

But here hew was, stuck giving the newbie a tour. This normal newbie. Tony had tried getting out of it, but Fury threatened to expel him if he didn't. Never mind half the academy was paid for by Tony, but you know. Whatever.

He entered the office, fashionably late as usual and gave a wave to Pepper at the front. He almost didn't even notice the guy impatiently tapping his foot on the ground. Guess the normal was just too... Normal.

"Oh hey, there. Almost didn't see you," He flashed a smile and offered his hand for a handshake. He didn't give an introduction, though. It wasn't necessary.

Even in HYDRA, there were certain rules and etiquette to dealing with others. The first sticking point that had been pounded into him from a very young age was punctuality. If he wanted to give someone the illusion of being interested and showing that their time and agreed place was valuable, he should be prompt. That would lead to a false sense of security, one that would allow certain advantages even if they weren't played right away. He'd had his knuckles skinned on more than one occasion for tardiness without a good excuse to back it up.

A lack of punctuality was a sign of disrespect. It meant to him that he wasn't worth the effort to come down and point out a couple of buildings. He was a nobody, a normal kid with nothing worth being part of the school for. He didn't like either of those impressions of Avenger's Academy; the people here were snobs and arrogant pieces of shit by his measure.

That left him standing in the office talking to Pepper. He offered no flattery, little wit and only a few attempts at humour to pretend he was awkward. He asked about the school, about the teachers, about what might be expected of him here with HYDRA doing all sorts of nasty things and trying to blow up, melt down or brainwash those of the Academy. She indulged him professionally, but he could see the annoyance between her brows each minute that ticked by over when he was supposed to have his tour.

Then the grand pooba entered the room and it was like it was suffocating with the size of awkward ego. Everyone knew Tony Stark by name, face and reputation. The kid lived on brilliance, hot air, and daddy's money. He'd seen the files that Tony hadn't had any friends as a child save machines, and the guy as a teenager was a chronic skirt chaser.

"Yeah, must have taken you quite some time looking for me," he replied with a smirk, ignoring the hand and tucking his soccer ball under his arm. "I hope I didn't take you away from anything important, and if I did, feel free to head off. I can tour myself; I'd hate to put you out."

[Prom night. Oh boy.

One could practically feel the utter excitement emanating from Rhodey. Seriously. He's so excited he's about to pass out on the couch waiting for his best friend to come downstairs already. Why did he agree to do this again?

The dance itself started like twenty minutes ago. Tony better not be pulling that "fashionably late" bull he always does.

He goes to the foot of the stairs, shouting up:]

Get your butt in gear, Stark! We're gonna miss everything!

High School Romance

Tony Stark // MCU

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27 because lol