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andforlovessake · 26 days

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A/N: Cute fluff scenario in the library :)

Library Love

The start of the fall semester arrived with the crispness of autumn air. Students, bustling and eager, flooded the campus as they registered for classes, coordinated their schedules, and scrambled to gather all the necessary materials to tackle their courses. The hum of excitement and determination filled the halls and courtyards, marking the beginning of a new academic year.

You've been working at the campus library since your sophomore year of college. It had been a practical way to earn extra income for personal expenses. The musty smell of old paper and leather-bound books enveloped you every time you stepped through the heavy oak doors. Additionally, it was one of the few jobs where you could properly socialize with others. You had always been a background character, slipping unnoticed into the sea of faces and voices. The thought of standing out or drawing attention made you uneasy. Despite your reserved nature, you felt comfortable doing so in the space that you were provided. It was a delicate balance between being part of something and still maintaining a sense of self.

As the sun began to set and the clock ticked past 6 pm, you found yourself organizing a stack of new releases that had just been delivered. Each cover was carefully examined and noted in your mind, already planning when you could squeeze in time to read them during the hectic semester ahead. This was one of the greatest perks of working in the library - having an endless supply of books at your fingertips. The bookshelf was lined with endless possibilities, and you felt a rush of excitement at the thought of diving into each one.

With the absence of students, you allowed yourself to indulge in your music to pass the time. The tranquil notes danced through your mind, lulling you into a state of relaxation. Normally, you prided yourself on being alert and approachable, but this time you let yourself let go and lose track of time. Of course, you remained conscious of your surroundings, just in case a student wandered in looking for a book, but you were too lost in the song pouring through your headphones to notice when he quietly entered the room.

As you carefully placed the final book back on the shelf in the 'Adult Fiction' section, a light tap on your shoulder made you jump. With a quick turn and a yank of your earbud, you were faced with him. The electric guitar riff that had been blasting in your ears was now floating freely in the air between them. He seemed surprised by your choice of music, his eyebrows rising slightly as he took in the distorted melody. You couldn't blame him - you didn't seem like someone who would enjoy that kind of music. Before he could make a comment, you swiftly pulled out your phone from your back pocket and silenced the rhythmic tones. The sudden silence felt almost awkward, as if they were both trying to adjust to the absence of noise that had filled the space between them just moments ago.

Your heart was still racing from the sudden interruption. You slowly lifted your gaze to meet the person who had tapped your shoulder, your glasses hitting the glint of the ceiling lights. The person standing in front of you was tall and imposing, adorned with a multitude of piercings - too many to count. His long black hair fell in shaggy strands around his face, adding to his mysterious aura. His band shirt was dark and emblazoned with bold letters, sending a clear message of rebellion. You couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue.

As you studied his face longer, you realized that you had seen him before. His features were familiar, like a distant memory resurfacing. But where had you seen him? There was something about the curve of his jawline and the set of his eyebrows that made you feel like they had crossed paths before. You couldn't quite place your finger on it. Perhaps in the crowded hallways, or during a lecture in one of the sprawling classrooms? The campus was vast and filled with countless students, so it was likely that they had at least passed each other once. You wracked your brain, trying to remember their previous encounters.

As your mind raced, he cleared his throat and spoke up.

"I'm sorry if I startled you," he said, his voice deep and smooth. "I just needed some help finding a book." His eyes met yours and you felt a strange pull towards him.

You shook your head slightly, loose curls shaking along with it. "No problem," you replied politely. "What can I help you with?"

He paused for a moment before speaking again. "Do you know where I can find books on ancient civilizations?" he asked, tilting his head in genuine curiosity. With a swift movement, he withdrew his phone and held the bright object to your face.

Your eyes adjusted, glancing at the title, author, and year. You needed the ISBN number.

"Is it okay if I-?" you questioned but were cut off.

"Go ahead," he gave a slight smile.

You lightly scrolled on the phone, eventually finding it at the bottom of the webpage.

"Ah, I know where that is, just follow me." You smiled, feeling relieved that it was just a simple question. You quickly led him over to the section in the library that housed books on history and culture. As you showed him the textbook, you couldn't shake off the feeling of familiarity that washed over you whenever you looked at him.

His fingers grazed over the spine of the book he needed, feeling the smooth texture beneath his fingertips. He spun it around in his hand before finally returning his gaze to you.

"Thanks for helping me," he said with a half-smile, grateful for the assistance.

"It's no problem at all, it's part of my job," you responded with a slight chuckle.

"How long have you been working here?" he asked, genuinely curious.

"I've been here since my sophomore year, I'm a junior now," you replied with a warm smile.

They walked back to the front desk together. As he checked out his items, you mustered up the courage to ask him about their previous encounters.

"By any chance," you began hesitantly, "have we met before?"

He glanced up at you with surprise evident in his expression before it quickly changed into one of realization. "Oh yeah," he chuckled. "We had a class together last semester."

Your eyes widened as you remembered him now - he was the guy who always sat at the back of the classroom and rarely participated in discussions or group projects. You were always intrigued by his reserved nature but never talked to him. You couldn't understand why someone like him would want to stay in the background. He seemed too interesting, too captivating to not be noticed. But you didn't want to push him or make him uncomfortable.

"Well, it's nice to formally meet you then," you said with a smile. He nodded in agreement before gathering his things and preparing to leave.

"I'll see you around," he said, walking towards the library exit.

You looked forward to seeing him more often.

#ᯓ★ fluff!!!#black stories #black lead #fluff

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andforlovessake · 1 month

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✿ My Original Characters ✿

Whitney Eve Hart:

is the youngest sister of Remi and Celia.

Has telekinesis powers (will go more into lore eventually lol). She can only use them for a short amount of time as it uses a lot of energy and she'll usually get nosebleeds afterwards.

Nerdy and shy.

Is a college student and has had a tough time navigating her powers while in school, thus she mainly keeps to herself besides her classes.

Close friends with Ben and Sallie Ann.

Has pretty bad anxiety and is a perfectionist, leading her to neglect her own needs to the dismay of Kai (who has a hard time explaining how he cares about her).

Looks up to her sisters a lot and tries not to worry them with her bad eating and sleeping habits.

Scared of dogs, which poses a problem with Axel :( (even though he is a really sweet doggy to her).

Remi Marie Hart:

Is the oldest of Whitney and Celia.

Is emo.

Is more quiet and observant and doesn't like standing out. Yet, she would defend her sisters unquestionably, including making a scene.

Picked up the bad habit of smoking when she is stressed out, but has been trying to quit.

Tends to zone out with her headphones on, making others have to get her attention often.

Sometimes worries about not being a good enough big sister, but Whitney and Celia reassure her :')

Loves reading and writing poetry! Sometimes she'll even write songs. Moreover, Celia loves reading over her music and helping her along the way. Celia will even sing her songs :D

Is overall very chill and nice to be around.

Is really good at swimming and even taught Celia.

Celia Bianca Hart:

Is the second oldest.

Outgoing and loves making new friends.

Loves singing and playing the piano! She really enjoys Classical music and often goes on passionate tangents about music theory and how it relates to her favorite artists. Her sisters don't understand anything she's saying, but they support and listen to her anyway :)

She works at a local record store and often brings home music with the money she earns.

Is the most self-assured out of the three.

Has ADHD and can sometimes talk over or interrupt people so that she can get all her ideas out and not forget them. She doesn't mean to, but sometimes this can hinder her relationships with new people.

Savannah Jo Crawford:

Has rapid cell regeneration, which can also transfer to others by their healing wounds. But, if she is struck in the brain, she is unable to use her powers.

Is cousins with the sisters.

Lives with her two younger siblings named Clare and Bo and her dad.

Tends to not trust others due to the abuse and bullying that she had been subject to due to her powers (some kids from her school find out about it and intentionally hurt her).

Is very protective over the sisters, regardless of if she is Whitney's age (and is not afraid to kick some ass).

Loves long, late-night drives.

Genevieve Claire Hill

Was Kai's girlfriend during high school, is now his ex.

Was infatuated with Kai to the point that she manipulated him into abandoning the few people that were closest to him. Eventually, he got away from her.

Would go out of her way to do things for others to show that she is a "good" person, but could not handle any criticism.

Wants someone to love her, but express it in a negative way.

Is quite good at art and even designed some of Kai's tattoos that he now regrets, specifically the rose skull on his forearm. He mostly just doesn't talk about the meaning behind it.

After they broke up, she just kinda disappeared and he didn't know what happened to her.

In reality, she started working on herself.

#ᯓ🗝 lore!!!

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andforlovessake · 1 month

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✿ My Creepypasta Headcannons List Pt. 1 ✿

Original: Jeffrey Woods/Hodek/Mason

My Version: Kai Roman Hodek

Younger brother to Andrew, Jeff calls him Drew for short.

Drives a beat-up truck that his dad gave him when he got his license.

Metalhead.

Enjoys collecting knives.

Has very prominent, blue sanpaku eyes.

Around 6'0; about the same height as his brother.

Asocial, leaning more on the quiet side (particularly when he was in high school).

Observant (has a staring problem, lol), but helpful when there are bad people around.

Bit of an asshole.

Doesn't have noticeable facial scars, but has scars on other parts of body.

Super good at swimming and athletic things, but didn't play sports in high school because he thought it was a waste of time.

Not pale because of bleach, just natural skintone.

Anger issues, and is really bad at confessing his feelings.

But speaks him mind in ways that are insensitive to others.

And when he genuinely cares about someone, he would do whatever it takes to protect them.

Has a deep, gravely voice that is a bit husky (kinda like David Near's interpretation or BadHabitASMR on YT).

Has many piercings (industrial on left ear, various rings on helix, septum, gauges eyebrow, and snake bites).

Wears lots of rings and paints his nails black.

Has a tattoo on his upper arm (maybe an intricate skull or patchwork tattoos).

Wears hoodies, pull-overs, overall, sweaters, sweatpants, baggy jeans, and combat boots.

Has a Siberian Husky named Axel <33.

Original: Eyeless Jack

My Version: Daniel Isaac Washington <3

Is Black and wears locs with hair accessories, twists, and fros.

Intelligent, perceptive (knows Kai likes Whitney), and sweet.

Cambion (half demon, half human).

Has a deeper, sultry voice.

Loves reading in his free time, and his favorite aesthetic is dark academia (thus he dresses this way).

Is cognizant of his demonic side and tries to feed on animals instead of humans, but sometimes it falls through and he feels guilty.

Has gauges.

Is not blind, just has blacked-out eyes.

Sometimes wears glasses.

Def listens to Tool and A Perfect Circle. Will indulge Jeff in his heavier music, but prefers classic and avant-garde and prog rock.

Named local stray cat that he cares for 'Kobe'. He is Black kitty :3.

Friends with Kai.

Can sometimes over-analyze people and make them feel negatively about themselves without meaning to do so. Like, he would overuse logic in situations that also require emotions. He is trying to work on it!!!

Original Character: Liu Woods/Hodek/Mason

My Version: Andrew (Drew) Finn Hodek

Jeff's older brother.

Has similar features to Jeff but has short, brown hair and prominent green eyes.

Has a white kitty :)

Mellow and chill.

Tends to see the bright side in things, which can get him in trouble at times.

Really likes hiking and anything outdoors.

Has to get his crazy ass brother together sometimes.

Enjoys Indie Rock.

Does not have facial or bodily scars.

Closer to their parents. They were not abusive physically, but were emotionally absent, leading to Kai demonstrating the same behaviors. Drew more often got along with his parents whereas Kai was always pegged as the "bad kid." Therefore, it has caused a bit of a rift between them.

Has a hard time understanding his brother's emotions, but mostly because Kai has a hard time letting him in.

Overall, Kai views Drew as being too passive and Drew views Kai as being too judgmental.

Original Character: Sally Williams

My Version: Sallie Ann Noel

She's so cuteee <333

A little Black girl, 8-10 years old.

Wears her natural hair, such afro puffs :))))

Isn't a ghost.

Sweet and cute.

Views Whitney as an older sister, calls her Winnie :)

Really likes playing with Axel.

Has lots of plushies, but her favorite is her bunny.

Needs glasses but only wears them sometimes (Whitney has to remind her to wear them).

Is precious and must be protected at all costs.

Enjoys listening to genres of music.

Has a small ginger cat :)

Super accepting of everyone and is non-judgmental.

Is willing to do things for others, but sometimes hurts others in the process such as stealing or destroying things to give to others.

You just gotta sit down with her and tell her that you can't just pull flowers out of the neighbors yard just because she'd think they'd look pretty in your hair :')

Original Character and My Version: Tobias Erin Rodgers

Has Congenital Insensitivity to Pain and Anhydrosis (CIPA). Due to this, he also has dermatillomania/excoriation (skin-picking) which often leads to him bleeding. He does this ALOT when he is immensely stressed out.

Side Note: Because he doesn't feel pain, he has hella piercings, like about the same amount if not more than Kai. Likewise, he would try to freak his friends out by pulling on them, but one time he pulled too hard and his skin came with it. Thankfully, he hasn't done it since.

Normally quiet and inward, though if provoked his anger becomes more outwardly visible. He is better able to keep it under control versus Kai, but will still lash out if messed with.

Moreover, Kai will bother him to get a reaction, leading him to dislike Kai.

Tries to mask his tics, causing them to sound strained in his voice and body. They are more pronounced when he is feeling intense emotions such as anger or anxiety.

His mother is alive but he cannot bring himself to visit her. He still feels somewhat guilty for what he did to his "father".

Hides many of his insecurities by pushing others away.

Used to be sympathetic to others but became jaded overtime. It takes a longer time to form a friendship with him.

But, once he warms up to someone, he will also be super loyal to them. Moreover, physical touch would be his platonic and intimate language!! This mf will SMOTHER YOU.

He just really needs a hug, he's touch-starved :'(

Original Character: Ben Drowned

My Version: Benjamin (Ben) Evan Hope

Loves Smashing Pumpkins and shoegaze in general.

Can be a brat and complains when he doesn't get what he wants.

Enjoys dancing and is really good at it.

Stoner.

Friends with mostly everyone, but is close with very few people that really know him.

Has extreme anxiety but masks it with humor.

Chill and relaxed (but low-key likes to watch drama play out). But, if things get too heated, he'll step in as a voice of reason (usually between Ben and Toby since he is friends with both of them).

Homebody, but will go out to parties occasionally.

And when he does, he is the LIFE of the party, which can turn into him having the worst hangover the next day because he indulged too much :(

Sometimes, he appears to not take things seriously, but in reality he has a hard time facing the stressful thing that is happening.

Original Character and My Version: Clockwork/Natalie (Nat) Rachel Outlette

Is SUPER hard to warm up to at first.

She tends to be like Kai and say things that are on her mind that can be insensitive, but she really doesn't care how others take it.

She jokes in a way that comes off as rude, but once you warm up to her and become friends, she'll literally be like a guard dog.

For example, she is closer to Toby and will fight Kai for bothering him, but Toby usually tries to stop her because. he doesn't want her involved.

She's just super loyal but can also be territorial to new people.

It's something that she knows she does, but she kinda is okay with it since it can drive bad people away (but then it is hard for her to make friends).

Is a natural leader and is really good at organizing things or handling intense conflict (outside of fighting).

Is the first one to calm people down and make them think clearly.

I will make a part 2 eventually and I have faceclaims for mostly all my characters, just still figuring them out :)

#ᯓ🔪 creepypasta!!!#ᯓ🗝 lore!!!#creepypasta #jeff the killer #eyeless jack #smile dog #sally williams #homicidal liu #ticci toby #ben drowned #creepypasta fandom #clockwork

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andforlovessake · 1 month

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A/N: Fluff and kissing >3

pool teaching sesh scenario!!

♪ digital bath - deftones.

he offers her swim lessons at the local pool he frequents.

she accepts - she's always wanted to learn to swim.

at first, she was eager.

but, she gets nervous when he starts teaching her.

he holds her up so she can learn to float. his hands on her body makes her flushed. did she look weird with her swim cap?

"relax. stop tensing up so much."

after a while, she is able to float. but she can only do it for a while. he is so pretty when he looks down at her like that!!!

"can we take a break for a while?"

he agrees and decides to swim on his own for a bit.

while he is on the deep end, she is watching him.

the sound of metal doors opening catches her attention.

a man walks in through them, berating her for being in the poolroom after hours. we aren't supposed to be here?

she didn't realize that he had broken her into the poolroom without the permission of the staff. she begins to get anxious.

he comes over to the familiar man, telling him to fuck off.

"we're leaving." he muttered, exiting the pool.

the man tells them that they have two minutes to get their stuff and get out.

she barely has time to get her stuff together, so she settles for wrapping a towel around her bathing suit. she takes off her swim cap, setting her coily afro free. her crown flows by her ears.

once they exit the bathrooms, she notices that he's dressed in ripped jeans without a shirt. she has a full view of his tattoos.

as they are walking out to the parking lot, she apologizes.

"why're you apologizing? you didn't do anything, he's just a dick." he says, rolling his eyes.

she giggles a bit at the comment.

♪ fly like an eagle - steve miller band.

once they enter his truck, he asks,

"you hungry? you want taco bell or some shit?"

she nods her head, smiling at him.

when they get home, they both sit down to eat in the living room.

she comments on his hair. she wants to braid it, to which he replies,

"i'm not cute, that's your thing."

she wonders if he is complimenting her and gets flustered again.

out of nowhere, he wants to play truth or dare with her.

after a few rounds, he calls her boring for picking truth every-time.

eventually, she chooses dare.

"i dare you to kiss me."

what? she knew if she chose dare he'd make her do something bad, but she was not expecting this.

"what, am i that ugly?" he chuckled.

she wanted to scream no! but she held her tongue, she can't chicken out now.

she moves closer to him; he is on the floor propped against the couch.

she sits in between his legs, but she doesn't know what to do.

she's never kissed anyone.

the thought that he has dated before makes her anxious, will he think that she is a bad kisser?

he then pulls her closer, teaching her how to kiss.

once their lips touch, they start making out.

she pulls away first, completely embarrassed.

"you're a good kisser."

eyes widened, "really?"

she knows that he's had a girlfriend in the past, so it intimidating that was inexperienced.

but his reassurance gave her butterflies.

♪ like a tattoo - sade

after a while, they stare into each other's eyes. she feels warm.

this time, she leans in and intimates the kiss. he reciprocates eagerly, big hands holding onto her waist.

between kisses and soft moans, he mutters,

"fuck, you're pretty."

they make out some more and eventually fall asleep on the couch together <3

#ᯓ★ fluff!!!#ᯓ🔪 creepypasta!!!#ᯓ🗝 lore!!!#black stories #x black fem reader #fluff

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andforlovessake · 1 month

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A/N: Violence, mentions of blood, anxiety, angst with a nice ending :)

Voices.

There are voices coming from everyone, how fast did everyone get here?

A large crowd enshrouded the two figures. One figure tall, the other small.

She just wanted to go home.

School ended an hour ago, why won't he let me leave?

"...I said I'm fucking talking to you. Are you fucking stupid?"

Oh no, people are laughing.

He walks closer, getting into her face.

"No-one wants you here. No-one likes you. You talk too damn much, and I told you the first time, but you're too fucking stupid to understand. Transfer. Leave."

Stinging. The sensation of a tightened throat and wet tears forced to emerge. She wanted to leave. She needed to leave.

"Fucking push her in!"

A disembodied voice. Who said that? Who is she? Had she heard that voice before?

Then, a hard shove.

Pain spread across her legs, she had skinned her knee on the way down. Why her? What did she do?

No time to think, just embarrassment.

Laughing, and laughing, and laughing. Crying, and crying, and crying.

Blood. Brutal punches. The impact enough to break bone. Now, bones were broken. Fear and surprise.

He had been overwhelmed with a much larger form. It's...Kai? What is he doing?

Wait. He's going to kill him! He's going to kill Noah!

This is not what she wanted. She just wanted Noah to leave her alone, not for Kai to kill him.

Frozen in fear, what could she do? They were both stronger than her. The crowd was silent. Staring. Unmoving.

No-one said anything, no-one tried to help.

Oh god, is he dead?

Blood. Everywhere. Concrete. Shoes. Forehead. Hands. Bruised knuckles. Clothes. Hair. Everywhere.

Pure rage, never seen anything like it. It scared her. To the core, it scared her.

Then, clarity.

Another figure pulled him off. Ben.

Oh no.

He is going to get in trouble. He is going to get expelled. He is going to-

My fault. My fault. It's my fault.

He'll hate me now.

The assault had ended.

Noah's still on the ground. Dead? Not dead, just passed out. He nose looks broken from here. I've got to go.

Shaky legs erect. Running. Falling, can't run. Then, big hands lifted soft skin into arms. Warm, smells good. Comfort. She was scared, but she was comforted. She liked being moved by him.

Inside, it is cool and bright. Brighter than outside. The darkened sky indicated the storm that threatened to come, but it never did. The classmate that indicated torture that threatened to come - but it never did.

She needed to get down. To run away. She wanted her legs to move faster than her brain, but she was captured. Strong grip.

Eventually, they had made it to the bathroom. An elongated ottoman placed on the outside. He sat down there, with her. Covered in drying blood. Not his. Maybe his. Only on his knuckles.

"I'll get some wet paper towels and band-aids for her knees," Ben spoke.

She should leave, get down. Transfer and never come back, like Noah had said. But - but he opened his mouth. Too late.

He lightly placed her on the ottoman. Knelling in front of her surveying the damage on legs. Worry in his brows.

"I would've killed that fucker if Ben didn't pull me off."

Hands went towards soft skin.

Words. Words. Threats. Why?

Caressing the wound. Ghost touches. Ghost touches, but it still stung.

His eyes. His piercings glinting from the overhead lights in the school building. So pretty. His black hood enmeshed in cascading hair. He is so pretty when he looks at her like that. She savored when he looked at her like that. Does he know that? Does he know that she desperately wants to be with him? He probably hates her. Maybe if she leaves, the hurt will lessen.

Tears.

"Fuck - you're crying again. Com'ere"

She couldn't stop, but he embraced her anyway.

A pause - then,

"Kai - do you hate me?"

Shakey voice, complemented by unfiltered tears.

Taken aback, furrowed brows. A scoff. Oh no, is he angry with her?

"Why would I fuckin' hate you, Whitney? That piece of shit hurt you."

Another pause. Why was she so bad at talking? Why was she still shaking? It's over. Get over it, she told herself.

So awkward.

"I don't know - what if you get expelled? It would be my fault because-"

"Don't need to worry about that. I'll handle it."

Her gaze was back on his pretty face. When had she looked down at the floor?

Hands through hair. A sigh.

By now, Ben was back. He looked worried too.

Did Ben hear what she said? Was he close enough? Did he hear her confess her pointless anxieties to Kai?

So embarrassing.

Cool paper towels and band-aids on skin. It still stung, but it was better. It was better because he was here.

#ᯓ🗝 lore!!!#ᯓ🔪 creepypasta!!!#ᯓﮩ٨ـ angst!!!#black stories #new writter #creepypasta #angst with a happy ending #orgininal character #first story #fandom ships #creepypasta x reader #jeff the killer #jeff the killer x reader #headcannons #black lead #x black fem reader

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