#mute!

[drvirgus]

Mute!

Non-Idol! Hanni X Mute! Reader

Description: Life as a mute girl in university: How does Y/n navigate her life, especially when she has to work on a project with her crush, one of the popular kids on campus? Can Y/n find a way to express her feelings?

Warnings: Trauma; strong language; kys/kms jokes; insults; bad family 😔 (kind of abuse?)

Chapter: recordings

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[cherriepie05]

The Weight of Guilt. Part 1 (James Potter x Mute!reader)

Part2 Part 3 Part 4 Part5

Disclaimer: I myself am not mute, I had an idea and when I looked I noticed that there wasn't that many fics for this. I thought it would be nice to expand my fan fictions to include things that don't get much content. If anything that I have written isn't correct or if I haven't used the correct terms plz tell me and I will fix it as soon as I can. <3

Warnings: swearing, sassy Remus, angry James, idk

Summary: James is angry that he got ignored by Y/n when he tried to introduce himself. But Remus informs him he's missing a key piece of information.

Remus entered the Gryffindor common room and was welcomed by the sound of James Potter ranting about something. Sirius and Peter were sat on one of the red sofas, listening to their friend closely.

"...there was no need for it! I shouldn't have even bothered!" James exclaimed letting himself fall onto a large red arm chair.

"What's the matter Prongs?" Remus questioned, catching his friends attention.

"He's being ignored by a girl," Peter explained. James let out a huff of annoyance.

"Merlin! Think you'd be used to Evans ignoring you by no-"

"IT'S NOT EVANS!" snapped James. "It's Y/n. Y/n L/n. I've fancied her long before Evans, and today I finally found it in myself to talk to speak to her."

"And?"Remus questioned.

"AND, she wouldn't even talk to me. I walked up to her and introduced myself." Potter had begun ranting again, speaking so fast no one could comment, not that James was paying attention anyway.

Now It had occurred to Remus that his friend was missing a crucial detail about Y/n.

"...not one word." James continued.

"Prongs," Remus called.

"..just looked at me and went back to writing notes or doing homework or something.."

"Prongs."

"...not a single sound..."

"Prongs!"

"If she was busy, Fine!..."

"James!" Remus had begun to get rather irritated.

"..didn't want to be interrupted? FINE!"

"James!"

"..but she didn't need to be such a bi-"

"JAMES FLEAMONT POTTER!"

Sirius and Peter were dead silent and looked at Remus' angry expression with wide eyes.

"What?!" James asked also shocked at his mate's outburst.

"She wasn't ignoring you. She was probably writing down a response."

"Why would she be-"

"She can't talk! Her vocal cords don't work."

James looked blankly at Remus and then to Sirius and back before looking to the floor muttering a small "oh." and sitting back down on the sofa.

"How do you know?" Sirius inquired.

"Flitwit asked me to help her with charms. Yea knows verbal spells aren't so easy when you can't speak."

"So how does she do spells then?" Peter asked.

"I found some books in the library, written by a wizard named Stephen Strange. Spent most of his life looking for ways for his son to be able to do spells."

The boys had a few more questions about the old book Remus had found. When Remus was telling Peter about one of the more 'interesting' chapters, Sirius took a glance at James.

The Gryffindor was sat, his elbows rested on his knees, hands tangled in his brown locks.

"What's the matter Prongs? You know she wasn't ignoring you now." Sirius stated.

"Doesn't matter," James spoke bluntly. "She probably hates me now." Potter slouched back into the sofa, looking up at the ceiling.

"Why? What did you do?" Peter asked.

"Well, I said to her everything I said to you. Including calling her a- ya know. I regretted saying it in the first place, but now." James sighed. "I need to fix this.

" damn right you do" Moony agreed rather angrily. To say that Remus was calm would be a flat out lie.

"But how do i-"

"Oh, ill tell you how! You're going to get off your arse." Remus had grabbed James by the back of his collar and begun pulling him towards the portrait hole. "Congure up some flowers, go find her and apologise for being an arrogant git!"

Potter stood eyes wide, staring at Lupin as though had dropkicked a pad foot in the dog form.

"Don't give Mooney that look, Prongs. You know for a fact you can be a real prick." Sirius pointed out.

"But Pads, where do I-"

"Library," Remus answered. "The section for spells and potions that affect the senses and speech. She's always there in her free time."

James nodded "right. But what-"

"JUST GO!" the other three shouted

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[midzelink]

In a story where Link is either fully or selectively mute and uses sign language (which, let’s be honest, is the best interpretation of his character), Midna and Link’s dynamic becomes quite interesting:

Midna, being a descendant of a relatively small group of people who were banished from Hyrule long before the events of Twilight Princess, would almost definitely know an entirely different sign language, if she knew signs at all.  For her to be familiar with Hyrule’s signs, that would mean that at least one of her ancestors would have a) not only needed to know them, but also b) be proficient enough in them that that information would then be recorded and passed down, largely unaltered, for centuries if not millennia, and chances of that happening are slim to none at best. (The fact that the Twili even speak Hylian is bizarre in and of itself, but that’s another topic for another time.)

So, picture this: Midna, on an pilgrimage to the World of Light to undo her curse and save her people, finally stumbles upon the divine beast spoken about in legends amongst her pepole.  She watches him transform right before her very eyes, and follows him fully with the intent of using him to do her own (nefarious) bidding.  And it works!  She does all the talking - because he can’t speak, for crying out loud, he’s a gotdamn wolf - and she doesn’t mind that, because she doesn’t have to hear him complain, outside of the occasional growl.  They go through the motions: meeting Princess Zelda, going back to Ordon, crossing the curtain of Twilight back into Faron, reclaiming the spirit’s lost light - and now he’s back to his old self again, and she braces herself for him to open his mouth and say something, anything to her...

...only he doesn’t.  And now, suddenly, it’s a huge inconvenience.

He moves his hands about, but gods, what is he saying, what does any of it mean?  And this goes on for weeks, as they travel across Hyrule to the provinces of Eldin and Lanayru.  A lot of their communication is huge amounts of guesswork, the occasional nods and some vague gestures (frequently resulting in Midna getting very frustrated), but somehow, they manage to work together to retrieve the three other fragments of the Fused Shadow...

...and then Zant happens, and everything changes.

It’s quite easy to recognize that Zelda’s sacrifice marks a turning point in Midna’s story: her voice grows softer from that point onward, no longer laced with arrogance and a disdain for Hyrule and its inhabitants, she begins to treat Link with more kindness, she opens up more about who she is, etc. - but I like to think that it also marks a huge turning point for Link and Midna’s relationship in particular, for one reason and one reason alone.  And she doesn’t notice it at first - after all, Link is a wolf again, and wolves don’t have hands - but when they finally make their way through the Lost Woods and retrieve the Master Sword, maybe Link makes an off-hand comment about helping her find the Mirror of Twilight.  Maybe he jokes about being able to transform into a wolf whenever he pleases, or maybe he doesn’t say anything at all, till the two of them go back to Castle Town, on the hunt for clues to the Mirror’s whereabouts - but in any case, she soon realizes...that the things he’s doing with his hands make sense.  “Thank you.”  “I'd love to do that, but I can’t.”  “Horses are people, too.” “What should we get to eat?”  For the first time since they’ve met, they are now able to properly communicate, and that changes...well, like I said, everything.

Y’see, Zelda was a princess of Hyrule, learned in many things, and she definitely knew sign language - and while Midna wouldn’t know to quite the full extent exactly how their spirits were bound together until much later on, her first indication that the other princess wasn’t fully gone was...this.  This gift of knowledge, a mere fragment of Zelda’s former self, but there all the same.  It’s interesting, especially, to put this into the context of the game, because Midna’s initial reaction to Zelda pouring her own spirit into her body to save her is one of abject horror, as if she believes it would simply be exchanging one death for another (“No! Link! STOP HER!” / “Zelda... I’ve taken all that you had to give...though I did not want it.”) - yet after defeating Zant in the Twilight Realm and reclaiming the Fused Shadow, she says that she will be able to return the “cherished power” Zelda bestowed upon her, meaning that somewhere along the line, Midna did indeed realize that Zelda was still very much alive.

I just...really love the idea of Link and Midna beginning their relationship on such rough footing, only for the two of them to then bond so deeply and in such a short amount of time, with Zelda at the epicenter of it all. There are so many layers to the relationship all three of them have, and I will never, ever tire of poring over every cutscene and line of dialogue in order to scrape away and discover what lies beneath the surface.

[drvirgus]

Mute!

Non-Idol! Hanni X Mute! Reader

Description: Life as a mute girl in university: How does Y/n navigate her life, especially when she has to work on a project with her crush, one of the popular kids on campus? Can Y/n find a way to express her feelings?

Warnings: Trauma; strong language; kys/kms jokes; insults; bad family 😔 (kind of abuse?)

Chapter: Unexpected

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[drvirgus]

Mute!

Non-Idol! Hanni X Mute! Reader

Description: Life as a mute girl in university: How does Y/n navigate her life, especially when she has to work on a project with her crush, one of the popular kids on campus? Can Y/n find a way to express her feelings?

Warnings: Trauma; strong language; kys/kms jokes; insults; bad family 😔 (kind of abuse?)

A/n: I’m not mute or met any mute person in my whole life. I do not want to offend any person with my story. It would be nice if you (if you’re mute or know a person that’s mute) could write me if I did something wrong or share your experience to make this story much more believable.

Chapter: Coffee & Food (Fully-Written)

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With my tablet in hand, I slowly made my way into the cafe and immediately took a seat at one of the tables. I placed the tablet on the table, grabbed the stylus Pen, and wrote a quick "Hey, you’re here :)" on the screen.

Nervously, I glanced around the cafe, the fact that I was meeting Pham Hanni hitting me all at once. My mouth was slightly open as I licked my somewhat dry lips. I saw people of all ages sitting at the tables, eating or drinking. Surprisingly, it was louder here than one might expect.

"Hey. Did I keep you waiting long? I hope not," I heard from behind me, and saw Hanni, who now sat down right in front of me with a slightly worried look. I smiled and shook my head immediately. My eyes glanced at the clock. We were both early...

I turned the tablet towards her and could see her forehead wrinkle as she suddenly realized what the words on the tablet said. A nervous laugh escaped her throat as she scratched the back of her head a bit, "Oh man. I forgot... I’m sorry," she said, clearly embarrassed, which I waved away with my hand again, a small smile on my face.

I held up one of my fingers to indicate that she should wait a moment, which she nodded to immediately. My hand grasped the stylus as I deleted the previous words to write something new, "Sorry. We don’t really have to meet if it makes you uncomfortable. I can just send you the stuff via email and we can chat online. But I still want to treat you to a coffee since you came," I wrote on the tablet, feeling my lips silently form each word as I wrote.

Hanni, who was just taking off her jacket and throwing it over the chair next to us while I wrote everything down, read the words on the tablet. Every millisecond that passed, her forehead wrinkled more, and she firmly hummed a "no." "It’s not uncomfortable for me. To be honest, I was really looking forward to this. Plus, I’m going to treat you to a coffee since I wanted this meeting in the first place, and I won’t take no for an answer," she said seriously, but the gentle smile on her face made me relax.

"Oh, but if it’s uncomfortable for you to be here with me and you’d rather write, that’s okay. I mean, I’d be a bit hurt because I was really looking forward to meeting you, but, yeah. I mean, if you’d rather let me know—no, I mean—write it down?" the younger girl said, a bit more awkwardly now. She gesticulated wildly with her hands, nodding or shaking her head frequently.

A squeak escaped my mouth as I started to laugh. I immediately covered my mouth with my hand. I just had to laugh. Hanni looked really cute when she was nervous...

I shook my head and turned the tablet back to me to respond right away, "It’s not uncomfortable for me. You’re really Cute. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I think the more you know, the better you’ll handle it," I wrote and watched as Hanni’s eyes skimmed over each word, she paused briefly but then immediately relaxed again, and a broader smile spread across her face as she nodded in understanding.

"Okay. I’ve never met a mute person before, so you’ll have to help me out here," Hanni said, embarrassed, as she started to laugh a bit. Her eyes were fixed on me as I simply nodded. Hanni's smile didn’t leave her face for a moment, even as I saw her expression visibly relax and she leaned forward more.

But before she could say anything else, a waitress approached us. She was chewing gum as she looked back and forth between Hanni and me. "Good afternoon and welcome to JYP Cafe. What can I get for you today?" the waitress said, sounding a bit bored. She had a pen in one hand and a notepad in the other, just waiting for our response.

Hanni immediately looked up at the much taller waitress and smiled politely. "I’ll have a hot cocoa with some whipped cream on top," Hanni said, and I saw the waitress jot down the order. "And what would you like?" Hanni asked, her eyes once again focusing on me. Her hands were folded on the table as she smiled at me.

I turned the tablet towards me again and started deleting the previous words to write something new, "I’d like a coff—," I began to type when I heard an irritated sigh from the waitress. "Miss, I’m standing here asking for your order! You really shouldn’t be playing with your tablet right now," the much taller woman said, rolling her eyes.

My jaw clenched automatically, but I still smiled politely as I simply pointed to my mouth and then made an X with my index fingers. But before the waitress, whose eyes widened, could say anything, Hanni's voice rang out.

Her normally high and friendly voice was now lower and much angrier. "You’re being quite rude, you know that? That’s not how you speak to a customer. Apologize immediately," Hanni said, her previously smiling face now wearing an angry expression.

My mouth opened in surprise as my eyebrows raised. I saw the waitress now looking at Hanni. "I’m sorry. I didn’t know she couldn’t speak and thought—" the waitress began, but Hanni interrupted her with a shake of her head. "Why are you apologizing to me? You should apologize to her!" Hanni said, clearly irritated. Even her jaw was tense.

I quickly wrote on the tablet, "The same order," but the waitress apologized guiltily and even bowed slightly. My face turned red, and I shook my hands in front of me, embarrassed. The nervousness was evident on my face as I visibly tried to say something, but it didn’t work. Not a single sound came out of my mouth.

Not even a simple "It's okay..."

I immediately turned the tablet towards the waitress, and she nodded her head and wrote it down on her small notepad before leaving with another apology.

A sigh escaped Hanni's lips as she leaned back and crossed her arms over her chest. Her angry expression softened a bit, but it was still visible on her face. "I can't believe how rude people can be. Does this happen to you often? I hope not. People can’t really be that rude, can they? Not even having enough patience for something like this? I mean, it’s her job. How can she treat a customer like that?" I heard Hanni say as she ranted.

A small smile formed on my face as Hanni leaned forward again and looked at me with concern. "Are you okay? You’ve turned pretty red. We can leave if you want," Hanni said, watching me as I shook my head.

"Thank you. For that... and yes, it happens more often than I’d like, since there aren't many people like me. But back to the questions. Do you have any?"

Hanni sighed, and I noticed her face relaxing. "I’m sorry. I’m still a bit mad... I can’t calm down quickly... but... I’ll ask a few questions now, okay?" she asked, and I deleted the words, ready to answer her questions. I nodded, and Hanni smiled immediately.

"Can you make any sounds? I heard you laugh, and a pretty cute sound came out," Hanni said, which made me blush even more. I gestured with my hand for her to ask more questions while I wrote down the answer to that one.

"How long have you been mute? Do you see a doctor? Can it get better?" she asked, clearly curious. A smile formed on my face as I wrote down each of my answers. I saw Hanni reading them.

"I can make sounds, like screaming or laughing. Those are sounds I can’t control, so they just come out. But if I want to consciously make a sound, I can’t. I’ve been mute for 11 years, but I don't really want to say why. I don’t see a doctor, but I do see a psychologist in the hope that it will get better."

Hanni hummed in interest and nodded. The drinks arrived, and with another quiet apology from the waitress, she left. Hanni bit her lower lip. "What about... ordering? Or relationships? Phone calls?" Hanni asked, visibly curious as she sipped her cocoa.

"Careful. Let it cool down a bit. It’s pretty hot," Hanni said with a light laugh as she placed the cup back on the table. I nodded in thanks and quickly wrote my answers.

"Usually, Yuna or Felix order for me. Otherwise, I just point to what I want on the menu or write it down. But that only works with patient waiters. Phone calls stress me out, and I can’t even hum. I only use FaceTime so I can show my tablet. Relationships? Well, friendships work, and I think a romantic relationship would work too if the person is patient. But I’ve never had a relationship, to be honest."

Hanni's mouth twitched into a brief smile as she looked at me and nodded. "I've been in a few relationships, but I’ve never been in love. I honestly don’t know why. Maybe I’m just not cut out for it, but I always felt uncomfortable in a relationship, even if the person was nice," Hanni began, her brow furrowing as she sighed. "But to be honest, I don’t really want to fall in love. Have you ever been in love?" she asked, tilting her head slightly.

I shook my head immediately. "I’ve had a few crushes. But I’ve never been in love."

Hanni exhaled in relief, but her brow furrowed even more as she looked at her folded hands on the table with a questioning expression. Confused by her look, I wrote a few question marks and showed them to Hanni. Embarrassed, she started to laugh. "Oh, it’s nothing," she replied.

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A few hours later, with empty cups in front of us, I couldn't help but laugh. Hanni had been talking non-stop, constantly asking for my opinion, regardless of whether she had to wait for my response or not. My entire body relaxed as I noticed the time and my eyebrows shot up in surprise.

Hanni noticed the change in my expression and also glanced at the clock. She laughed, a bit embarrassed. "Oh, I didn't realize that hours had passed," she said, which immediately made me smile. I began to write on my tablet, "We should head ho—" "Do you want to get something to eat?"

Surprised, I looked at the woman in front of me who was smiling. Without showing any other expression, I deleted what I had written and nodded. Hanni cheerfully stood up, put on her jacket, and signaled for me to stay seated. "I'll call a taxi," Hanni said, smiling, as she sat back down.

Amazed, I watched her for a while. "Minji, hey. Pick me and Y/n up. We want to get something to eat," I heard Hanni say, and my mouth opened in surprise. I quickly wrote on my tablet, "Minji? I thought you were calling a taxi?"

Hanni glanced at my written words and laughed. "She lost a bet and is my personal chauffeur for the whole year," Hanni explained, and I nodded in understanding, shaking my head in amusement. After a short while, Hanni hung up.

"She’s on her way," said the equally tall woman, which made me nod. We slowly made our way outside together. With my tablet in my hands, I followed Hanni outside. "I’m really hungry. What exactly do you want to eat? We can have whatever you like," Hanni said with a smile as she turned to me. I quickly opened my tablet again to write my response.

"Anything is fine. You can decide. Just no fish."

A honk interrupted Hanni's nodding, and we both looked towards the car parked right in front of us. Smiling, Hanni grabbed my wrist and pulled me along. She opened the door and let me in first before walking around the car and getting in herself, even though I could have just scooted over...

My eyes widened as I realized we hadn’t discussed the reason for our meeting. I immediately opened my tablet and pulled up my notes for the project’s story. I handed the tablet to the woman next to me, who was just thanking Minji for picking us up. I smiled and nodded gratefully at the driver.

"What’s this?" Hanni asked as she took the tablet. "Oh, right," she murmured with a light laugh as she started to read the few notes. My eyes were fixed on her as I noticed how focused she was. Without thinking, I grabbed my phone and snapped a few photos of her.

I heard Minji start to laugh, making me feel a bit caught. Blushing, I quickly put my phone away. "We're here," Minji said as she stopped in front of the restaurant. Hanni looked up from my tablet and glanced around. "Is this okay?" she asked me, and I nodded.

"Thanks, bro. See you later," Hanni said, giving Minji a light pat on the shoulder, while Minji just waved her hand dismissively. I held onto Hanni’s arm and gestured towards Minji, making an eating motion. Hanni's mouth opened, and she looked at Minji briefly before turning back to me.

A dissatisfied sigh escaped her. "You want Minji to join us?" Hanni asked, and I nodded slightly. Since Hanni still had my tablet, I couldn’t form any words. Hanni sighed again. "Yo, want to eat? Y/n wants you to join us," I heard Hanni say, and almost immediately, Minji looked at me in surprise. She pointed at herself questioningly, which made me smile and nod.

"Oh, uh... SURE," Minji suddenly shouted, which made me flinch a bit. "Chill. She’s not deaf," Hanni said, more annoyed. She got out of the car with a tense jaw, and I followed suit.

Somehow... Hanni seemed annoyed...

I looked questioningly at Hanni, who was still holding my tablet. She was pouting slightly as she kicked one of the small pebbles on the sidewalk. I tapped her arm, and she immediately looked at me. I pointed at my tablet, so she handed it back to me right away.

Curious, Hanni watched as I wrote, "Was it a mistake to ask Minji? You seem unhappy about it..."

Hanni's eyes widened, and I noticed a slight blush on her ears. "Oh no. I, uh, I’m not unhappy about it. I just thought—I thought, uh, I thought we were going to talk about the project?" Hanni responded, sounding more nervous than before as she began to smile.

I furrowed my brow slightly. "Minji is also on our team?"

Hanni read the words and laughed a bit, visibly relaxing as she met my eyes. "Uh, yeah—oh, there's Minji," she said quickly, drawing my attention to the taller woman who had parked the car and was now walking towards us.

I decided to leave it at that and just smiled. Together, we entered the restaurant.

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With a smile on my face, I looked at Minji and then at Hanni. The latter sat right next to me, while Minji sat across from me. Hanni was talking non-stop again, and both Minji and I were just listening. Occasionally, Minji would make a comment or try to join the conversation, but Hanni kept her gaze on me the entire time, her body turned towards me.

She patiently waited for me to finish writing and then read my questions or answers aloud. Even Minji had asked me a few questions. Although she seemed more nervous than Hanni, she was also quite patient, which helped me relax significantly.

Hanni leaned closer as we looked at the menu that the waiter had handed us earlier. Minji grinned as she watched us for a while, though I didn’t notice it. I was too engrossed in the warmth and the voice of the woman beside me.

"What if I get this," Hanni suggested, pointing to a dish, "and you get that?" She pointed to another dish. "Then we could share?" she concluded.

Surprised, my eyes widened, and my smile grew even broader. Excitedly, I nodded my head vigorously, which made Hanni chuckle a bit.

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[drvirgus]

Mute!

Non-Idol! Hanni X Mute! Reader

Description: Life as a mute girl in university: How does Y/n navigate her life, especially when she has to work on a project with her crush, one of the popular kids on campus? Can Y/n find a way to express her feelings?

Warnings: Trauma; strong language; kys/kms jokes; insults; bad family 😔 (kind of abuse?)

Chapter: 🤟

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[drvirgus]

Mute!

Non-Idol! Hanni X Mute! Reader

Description: Life as a mute girl in university: How does Y/n navigate her life, especially when she has to work on a project with her crush, one of the popular kids on campus? Can Y/n find a way to express her feelings?

Warnings: Trauma; strong language; kys/kms jokes; insults; bad family 😔 (kind of abuse?)

Chapter: I’m so dumb

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