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megan-is-mia · 3 years

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For once I did this after my homework after having five sets of notes due, so I also noticed there is a lack of Ruggie on the masterlist so can I request a yandere Ruggie heat scenario spicy non con, 21 delusional prompt, basically he's in heat and has wanted to confess to reader but what better way or time than now when his urges are screaming for her

(Yay! Good boys/girls who do their homework get their smut requests filled :P) 21. “All I want is you. All I’ve ever wanted was you.” (Yandere! Ruggie Bucchi x Fem! S/o) 21. “All I want is you. All I’ve ever wanted was you.” (WARNING NSFW AND NON-CON AHEAD)

Being in heat sucked, that was for sure. Ruggie hated how his body became a slave to his mating instincts. He hated how it made him ready to melt like putty if a girl so much as looked his way. Back home in Afterglow, he’d had no choice but to try and go about his normal activities and hope some big, aggressive hyena girl wouldn’t take a shine to him. That was one thing he really liked about Night Raven College: no bossy, pushy hyena girls ready to grab and force him into a relationship just cause his pheromones tickled her fancy.

Besides he had his eye on someone in particular nowadays, a pretty human girl by the name of (Y/n). He’d planned on asking her out for ages now but things just kept getting in the way of his plans for it. So much time had passed since he realized he had feelings for the girl and his feelings were only getting stronger by the day. Today was gonna be the day, the day he finally confessed his feelings and asked (Y/n) to be his girlfriend. He was feeling hot and fidgety all day long, barely able to focus on what was happening in class.

“Ruggie-kun, you’re not looking so well ” (Y/n) said gently leaning over her desk to tap the hyena boy’s shoulder and made him jump in surprise, jolted back to reality by her touch. “Your face is all flushed” she continued reaching up to place the back of her hand against his forehead. “And your skin is burning up!” she added with a gasp before pulling her hand away as Ruggie let out a whine at the loss of contact. For a moment when she’d been touching him his body had felt at peace and cool for the first time all day.

“You should go to the nurse’s office and get some help in case it’s something serious” (Y/n) said, putting a hand on Ruggie’s shoulder and keeping it there. The hyena-boy knew what was wrong with him: he was in heat. He would have realized sooner if he hadn’t been so focused on trying to get his nerves together to confess to the girl. No… that was wrong to say, if he was being honest his heat-induced instincts were the only thing giving him the courage to be around the girl right now. “I’m fine, I just need to get back to my dorm” Ruggie said, reaching up to grip (Y/n)’s hand where it lay on his shoulder. “But it would be nice if I had someone to lean on and help me get there in one piece…” he said looking up at the girl purposely biting his lip and pressing his ears against his skull to pull on her heartstrings. For the moment (Y/n) looked hesitant, before her gentle heart overtook her more cautious nature and she promised to help him back to Savanaclaw when class ended. As they made their way towards the dorm Ruggie pieced together his master plan and by the time they reached his room, he knew just what to do. Allowing (Y/n) to help him onto the bed and waiting for her to turn her back on him before activating his unique magic. The girl let out a surprised yelp as she was forced to walk towards the door, lock it before turning around and returning to the bed to sit in Ruggie’s lap. Then and only then did the hyena dispel “Laugh With Me” on his victim.

“Ruggie-kun! What are you doing!” (Y/n) protested trying to push the boy away and instead got her arms grabbed and pinned. “Shishishi, I always thought you were really cute, even though you’re human. I’ve been wanting to confess to you for awhile now but it never felt like the right time” Ruggie said in a drawl gripping (Y/n)’s arms tight as he glared hungrily at her. “Until now that is, guess the one nice thing about being in heat is it makes it easier, to be honest” he added nuzzling the girl’s neck.

“Heat?” (Y/n) questioned, her voice choking up with confusion from that single word.“Yeah, I’m in heat. Usually, I’d just hide in my room and hump a pillow until the feeling goes away. Back home I’d have to try and hide from the girls so they’d not get any ideas about tying me down. Now though…” Ruggie trailed off licking the sweat that was starting to collect on (Y/n)’s throat. “Now I got you... the idea of being tied down… getting hitched… shit doesn’t sound so bad” he added lustily. The words falling from the hyena’s lips made (Y/n) shiver and she reacted purely on instinct when she threw her head forward to headbutt Ruggie. The force of the impact was enough to get him to release his grip on her limbs and give her a chance to scramble backward on the bed. (Y/n)’s unwillingness to take her eyes off of the boy was her downfall as she moved too far and went tumbling off the bed backwards and landing on the floor with a loud thump that knocked the air right out of her. Daring to waste only a moment recovering herself, (Y/n)’s rolled over onto her hands and knees with the intent of making a break for the door to put distance between herself and the heat-crazed hyena. She felt his hand wrap around her ankle yanking it up into the air and lifting her stomach off the ground in the process. She felt his other hand running down her thigh to grab at her skirt and panties before pulling them towards her ankles then tossing them across the room.

“Quit wiggling so much, if you don't stay still I might accidentally bite yah” Ruggie whined his nails digging deeper into (Y/n)’s thighs as he held them spread so he could more easily access her nethers. Deciding it would be better not to fight until she had a better plan of action she allowed the boy to tug her back up onto the bed. She felt a tongue licking dangerously close to her cunt and pressed her face into the pillows to muffle the squeaky whine that slipped from her lips. Ruggie could feel his rational brain melting away from the delicious aroma that radiated from (Y/n)’s now exposed pussy and he licked her inner thigh with his nose almost brushing against her opening. She’d make an excellent mate, he could tell by how good she smelled as he slipped his tongue inside her for a proper taste. The girl tasted even better than she smelled, and she was quickly becoming rather wet as her protests and complaints turned into moans and groans instead.

The hyena let out a growl as a mix of (Y/n)’s juices and his own drool spilled from the corner of his mouth, her fluids were like life-giving water and he was a parched man. His instincts were telling him to just mount her already, before she changed her mind and decided he wasn’t worthy of mating her. He resisted, if only barely so. Ruggie had to remind himself that a human girl like (Y/n) wouldn’t adapt so easily to his cock and he'd have to be very careful with her so she’d only feel pleasure.

He continued probing her insides with his tongue, adding a few fingers to start loosening her up. His efforts seemed to be working as (Y/n)’s hips suddenly flew back driving his tongue and fingers deeper into her cunt. Ruggie chuckled, humping against the sheets below his cock still trapped below the fabric of his pants (buying underwear with a tail hole was a waste of money so he always went commando) and making a wet spot from the amount of pre-cum on his tip. (Y/n) bit her lip and squeezed the pillows tighter to her face. She wanted to squeeze her legs shut but Ruggie’s grip on her thighs kept that from being a possibility. The girl could feel the tension building up in her stomach before suddenly culminating in a messy and loud orgasm that made her back arch abruptly. The hyena greedily slurped down her juices as he fumbled with his pants. Successfully unzipping his pants he pulled them only down enough so that his cock was free for business. Carefully lining up the head of his cock with the young woman’s dripping slit, the boy thrust in too impatient and heat-crazed to wait any more time with being slow. Ruggie wrapped an arm around (Y/n)’s waist and braced the other against the headboard as he began thrusting wildly in and out of her. The girl bit down harder on her lip until it started to bleed before a finger slipped into her mouth to wedge it open and put a stop to that. Her head was forcefully turned to the side and her mouth was claimed in a kiss. Gradually (Y/n) started to enjoy herself despite how roughly she was being treated by the horny hyena, her nerves singing as he bit and scratched her between kisses and desperate thrusts of his dick into her pussy that hit her sweet spot like nothing else ever had. She could almost pretend she was doing this with someone she was actually interested in until the thought occurred to her. What if Ruggie didn’t pull out? What then? She was not ready to risk getting pregnant. Sadly whether she wanted to take that risk or not, wasn’t her choice as she got no warning before the boy was creaming inside her and going still as something swelled up locking the boy in place inside her as his head came to rest on her shoulder. (Y/n) was panting heavily as was Ruggie who’s hand had drifted from her waist to her stomach. “I wonder if you’ll get knocked up from just that… probably not but we can keep trying until it finally sticks” the hyena said dreamily, his cock already back at full hardness despite his heavy release. “Why, why are you doing this? What did I do to you? I thought we were friends” (Y/n) whimpered feeling the cum inside her sloshing about as Ruggie shifted his weight and placed a kiss on her cheek. “I don't wanna be friends. I wanna be your mate dumbass… all I want is you. All I’ve ever wanted was you. That's why I’m doing this shishishi” the boy said with a chuckle, placing another kiss on the girl’s cheek before sitting up and making himself ready for round two… THE END

#Yandere Ruggie Bucchi #Ruggie Bucchi #Yandere TWST #TWST #Yandere Twisted Wonderland #Twisted Wonderland

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chappedandfadedvds · 4 years

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Nov 2nd, Monday 14:06

Jens was just on his way to head back to the classroom, after having texted his mom about the left overs in the oven from last night, when a hand pulled him around a corner.

Confused he looked at the shyly smiling round face of the girl, before she got onto her toes and proceeded to kiss him right there and then. Truth be told, it felt fucking good to be kissed and for a moment he reciprocated her advances, openening his lips, so he could feel her tounge against his. It actually was also quite hot to be pushed back against a wall. Out of reflex more than anything, his hands found her waist, but instead of pulling her closer he pushed her slightly away. Breaking them apart.

This was wrong. All of it felt wrong, it dawned on him.

It wasn’t that he didn’t liked her body under his fingers, her soft lips tasting after sweet lip gloss, and her breasts pressing against his chest. In fact he quite enjoyed that. Always had. It was what had gotten him off, just thinking about where else it could lead to. But at the same time, he didn’t want that at all. Not when he spent most his nights nowadays thinking about a face that was all hard edges, and slim, and perfect really. But most importantly not a girl’s.

Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his mind and the image far, far back into the tiny corner it had crawled out of, he looked at the girl in front of him. She regarded him with a puzzled and expecting look. Strands of dark hair falling into her face. And who could blame her really, the last time they saw each other, he had his hand up her skirt, while making out on an empty bed, with a promise to maybe have more another time.

„Sorry, but I don’t think, this is gonna be a thing between us.“ He tried, knowing damn well how much of an asshole he sounded. Especially having kissed her back right now. But he just wanted her to get it. Instead she leaned back, looking at him still confused. And slightly angry.

„Are you kidding me? Is that why you didn’t answer my text? I thought this was mutual last time and that you liked it. We don’t have to be a couple to have some fun, wasn’t that what you had said?“

Fuck. He forgot about all of that. To his defense he was drunk, and high. Like really high. That didn’t explain though the text he had gotten, read, never answered and forgotten all about on the same day.

„Camila, I don’t know what to say here. Really it was a party and we had some fun, and you are super pretty and cute and nice, I just...“

„Just, what? Have a girlfriend? Another girl you try to make jealous? A crazy ex?“ She bombarded him with suggestions, that all were wrong, because none of them included Lucas appearing in his life.

„No, I’m just not interested and I’m not going to lead you on. Seriously, I’m sorry.“

She sighed, the dissapointment and sadness appearing in her expression over the realisation that Jens just wasn’t into her. He took his hands off of her waist, as she withdrew hers from his chest to take a larger step back.

„Well, shit. Because I really liked you, you know.“

„Sorry.“ He repeated like a broken record, not sure what else to say to her as she shook her head.

„No, thank you for letting me know at least. And I’m sorry for suddenly attacking you, I guess. A text would have been nice though, nonetheless. Instead of leaving me hanging, wondering what I have done wrong, like an idiot.“

„I’d definitely change that, if I could. I just didn’t think about it as much. It was a simple hook-up.“

„Oh great, that’s exactly what a girl likes to hear.“ She scoffed, a smile on her lips, that never reached the rest of her face being still sad, so fucking sad and it affected him too. He didn’t mean to hurt this girl. Especially her being here for two month, in a country she has never been to before, without family and friends around. He was such an ass.

„Ehm, if you ever need help though, you can ask anytime. You have my number, right?“ Jens tried to be friendly. Not that he expected them to become friends, but just so she wouldn’t think he didn’t care about her feelings in this at all. He wasn’t sure he conveyed that though. Probably not.

„Thanks, but no. I’m good. I don’t think I need that. Well,“ Camila said, grabbing her bag, that Jens now noticed she had thrown next to his feet by the wall behind him. She looked at him a last time, nodding towards him, as a sort of goodbye: „See you around, I guess.“

„See you around.“ He replied, smiling at her and recieving a more genuine smile of her in return, before she vanished down the hallway. He buried his face in his hands for a moment to come back to reality and to this school day. Right. Class would be starting shortly, he should head back like he had planned to do before Camlia appeared.

As he arrived in his classroom, an already too excited Moyo jumped up from his and Robbe’s table, grinning at him from ear to ear.

„Nicely done! Securing yourself the hot spanish exchange student. I just told the others that I saw you two down the hall. Good for you, bro!“

Jens felt his as if a train had just hit him, as he stared at his friend in complete and utter shock. He could only imagine what words Moyo had used to describe the kiss. Always in the dirtiest exaggerations possible. Usually it was funny, but not this time. This couldn’t be happening. Moyo was supposed to be here in this room the whole time. He couldn’t have seen it. Why would he assume that what he had seen was a sign of dating Camila. That is of course if he had even seen anything beside Jens sticking his tounge down her throat.

His gaze drifted over, finding Robbe and Aaron smirking at him, just as brightly. Of course they would. These two had seen Jens’s hand exploring Camila’s body, before he had directed them both away from the ongoing party. They had just as much tried to convince him to find a girl and try dating again over the last months after the lockdown ended.

He almost didn’t want to look further at all. He didn’t want to see the expression on the one face he had rather kissed in an unoccupied corner of the school’s hallway.

But Lucas didn’t grin at him, he didn’t even looked hurt or pissed. He just watched Jens with a complete neutral face, giving none of his thoughts or feelings away.

And maybe, just maybe this was even worse.

„Look at him being all shocked we found out.“ Aaron blurted out, amused it sounded like, he guessed. Because Jens couldn’t take his eyes off of Lucas. He was the only important person in his world right now. Especially after yesterday felt like getting somewhere. Jens needed to clear things up, fast.

„I’m not with her. There is absolutely nothing going on between us.“ He stated in the most cliche way. He hated himself for it. All of it was directed towards Lucas, who stared at him just as intensly. Whatever words came out of his mouth, none of them were destined for his best friends, all of them belonged entirely to Lucas. Him alone.

„We kind of hooked up one night at the party, absolutely wasted, and she kind of had it in her head that there was more going on between us, so she pulled me into a kiss. And yes I did kiss her back briefly, but I pushed her away once my brain caught up to it. I told her right away, this was nothing. Because I’m really,“ And now he may just sound a bit desperate, but he simply needed Lucas to understand, „really not interested in her. Not even to just hook up again.“

Jens never got a reply to his frenetic attempt to sort this out, as the teacher just had walked in behind him, telling everyone to find their seats immidiately and pull out their homework from last week.

The bell rung.

So Jens tore his eyes off of the dutch boy, who had wordlessly broken their eye contact first in order to get to his table two rows behind Robbe and his.

Robbe had stopped grinning midway sensing the sincerety in Jens’s speech, possibly noting his inner turmoil too. Unlike Aaron and Moyo that just nodded along still excited, not believing a word he said.

He found Robbe had patted his thigh under the table as they had sat down and Jens couldn’t do more then look down on his homework in front of him. He felt sick.

Fuck.

#week 2 #wtfock #skam #vds #jens stoffels #lucas van der heijden #chapped and faded

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xinasvoice · 4 years

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Well, I did it, I wrote the story from my Truth or Dare dream. For my dear bestie @remus-lupin-is-my-type who was pathetically in pain from surgery and thus a very motivating muse. Here, I’ll post the first bit, since that is apparently what the cool kids on tumblr do nowadays.

It’s a 10k oneshot, definitely explicit. Have fun!

An Explicit Truth A truth or dare game reveals that Remus has never kissed anyone, and, for some reason, Sirius is livid about it.

“Of course you pick Truth.” Sirius rolled his eyes.

“After seeing what you did to poor James, I think I have a right to be wary,” Remus replied smoothly.

“Eh, this is nothing!” James said, tossing his head, which was currently adorned with his full rack of antlers. The partial animagus transformation might have looked impressive if it wasn’t for the slightly damp toilet paper fluttering from the ends. Remus was fairly sure James had no idea it was there. No one had said anything to him yet. “And now we know my rack actually can fit into a bathroom stall! That could be useful!”

“How?” Peter asked, his tone less skeptical and more curious, as if he had complete faith that James was already plotting something. Which wasn’t such a stretch, really.

“I’ve got one for you, Moony,” Sirius said, around a rather large handful of popcorn, which he was currently attempting to eat while lying down with his head in the middle of their little circle of four. He did like to be the center of attention. It was endearing, and also rather convenient, because it made it much easier for Remus to excuse the fact he tended to pay more attention to Sirius than would usually be considered platonic. Sirius had turned the twin lamps of his eyes on Remus, who resolutely ignored the way the sparkling mischief there made his stomach swoop. He was used to swooping by now.

“What’s the weirdest kiss you’ve ever had? And I’m talking weird, like you turned around and found out Professor Slughorn had been staring at you the whole time, or your tongue turned into a vegetable mid-snog.” Go right to AO3 or...

“Hey, that wasn’t funny!” Peter protested. “My wand was broken—”

“Quiet, Wormtail!” Sirius imperiously waved him into silence. “Remus has a Truth to cough up.”

Remus was already shaking his head and smiling. “You just completely wasted a Truth, Padfoot.”

“Cocky bastard,” Sirius sighed. “If none of your snogs have been as weird as poor Peter can lay claim to, then you still have to tell us about the most marginally strange one. Or, if you insist that they have really all been just utterly exquisite, then you’ll have to tell us about one of those.”

“No, I won’t, because I’ve never kissed anyone. Unless you want me to tell you about my granny kissing me on the cheek or—”

Remus never got to finish because Sirius had lurched upright in a small explosion of popcorn, his face shocked. “What?”

“What?” Remus raised an eyebrow. “I’ve never kissed anyone. You know this.”

“I do not!” Sirius shouted. “You would have told me!”

Remus felt his other eyebrow go up. “Not being kissed is by definition a non-event and therefore not something I would tell stories about. Were you expecting me to update you every Sunday evening? ’Nope, no one has kissed me yet.' Honestly, who does that?”

Both Peter and Sirius pointed to James, chorusing, “He does.”

James winced. “It’s not my fault, guys, I’ve been trying, but she just won’t even look at me, no matter how many times I throw notes and stuff at her in class—”

Sirius made a dramatic shushing motion with his hand. “This is not the moment, Prongs!”

He turned back to Remus, obviously ready to continue the argument, but Remus was tired of having his blush-resistance—an ability carefully cultivated over many years of exposure to these three—tested.

“Peter!” he said loudly, covering up Sirius’ continued grumbles that someone should have told him, “Truth or Dare?”

“Umm…Dare.”

Remus nodded approvingly at this wise choice. His dares were always a bit more reasonable than ones from James or Sirius, and Peter had already used up several of the Marauder’s-Rules limit of ten Truths per game.

“Finish your transfiguration homework right now—”

Remus had to raise his voice to be heard above James’ and Sirius’ sudden, loud chorus of “Boooooring!”

“—and at the bottom, add a detailed love note to Professor McGonagall…”

Sirius and James shut up immediately.

Remus grinned and finished, “…in ancient Elvish.”

James crooned with appreciation. “Ooooh, that’s good, Moony. It’s hilarious and difficult.”

“I am so getting detention,” Peter groaned, but he went to get his copy of Tolkien’s languages primer and his homework. They all ended up crowding around him to provide laughing suggestions. Once the deed was done, the game passed to James, who chose Dare, as usual.

“Compose a limerick,” Peter said and James cackled with delight.

“Oh, boy are you in the right place!”

“It has to be dirty or funny or both,” Peter specified.

James rolled his eyes. “Well, of course, Wormtail, who do you think you’re talking to?”

He made a show of cracking his knuckles and then held his hands up in the air, eyes closed. They all waited obediently while he drew dramatic patterns in the air in the manner of one conducting music. After a minute or two of this, he said, “All right, mates, I’ve got this.”

He cleared his throat, eyes still closed, and began to recite. “There once was a pretty young redhead—”

“Of course,” Sirius snickered, leaning in to confide in Remus’ ear. “Who could have predicted that.”

“Bet you he’ll incorporate ‘giving head’ by the end,” Remus replied, stoutly ignoring the heat of Sirius’ breath on his ear. He was so good at ignoring things.

“Ahem!” James opened his eyes to glare at them over the top of his glasses. “Silence during the presentation of my masterpiece, please!”

They all giggled but allowed him to continue.

“There once was a pretty young redhead,

who looked lovely even with bedhead.

She will not come near me,

but I love her so dearly—”

He stopped suddenly, eyes wide with panic and darting from side to side. Clearly, he had forgotten whatever final line he had composed. “…Fuck.”

“So say the stains on your bedspread,” Remus finished with signature deadpan.

“HEY!” James lurched forward, tackling Remus to the ground. Meanwhile, both Peter and Sirius collapsed into laughter.

After a brief tussle, the game continued, and by the time Sirius had finished hunting down and devouring all the popcorn that had fallen on the floor earlier (“What? I’m a growing boy!”), James had been made to go down to the common room to recite the limerick to Lily’s face, last line hilariously included. His antlers also gained a few layers of ornamentation, some intentional, like the several pairs of “lucky” socks, and some, like the cobwebs and torn pieces of bed curtains, less intentional. None of this deterred him in the least.

“Dare,” he told Sirius, his eyes full of challenge.

Sirius tugged on his lower lip thoughtfully, and then glanced at Remus. It was a very quick thing, but Remus—having been watching the lip-pulling with expertly camouflaged interest—saw it.

“Right. Prongs, you are dared to kiss Remus—”

James burst into movement before Sirius could even finish talking—their dares usually had several contingencies, to prevent chickening out—and lunged across the circle, grabbing Remus’ hand and kissing the back of it.

“Hey!” Sirius shouted, slapping both hands onto the floor.

“I did it!” James yelled back with equal energy. “I did the dare! Peter, Truth or Dare?”

“I wasn’t done daring!” Sirius protested.

“Too late! I did the dare, I kissed Moony! Peter!”

“Argh, Prongs! That’s not the game! Come on, someone has to do it!”

“Thank you, James, darling, that was everything I had ever dreamed of,” Remus said, voice dripping with sarcasm. He made a show of wiping off his hand and then crossing his arms over his chest. “You two are both so sweet to me.”

Sirius and James had stopped arguing aloud by now and had taken their disagreement to the nonverbal world of glares and significant looks. Remus was capable of deciphering their brotherly eye-code some of the time, but it was a bit beyond him today.

“Um…” Eventually Peter made a timid attempt to intervene. “James? I-I choose Truth.”

“Right you are, Wormtail.”

James smirked at Sirius one last time and then turned away, leaving Sirius to growl in frustration and slump back against the foot of the nearest bed, sulking.

The game lurched onwards, but Remus was starting to feel done with it. Sirius kept glancing over at him at random moments, scowling, and looking away. Remus wasn’t sure what this fixation was about, but he didn’t like it. It wasn’t his fault he hadn’t kissed anyone yet. He honestly didn’t understand how the others even managed to find time to date at all, what with the way the professors were piling on the homework lately. Although, he supposed the rest of them didn’t have to deal with being partially or fully unfunctional for several days every month.

Besides, aside from a brief obsession with Ahmud in Ravenclaw, Remus had only ever wanted to kiss one person, and that had never seemed likely to happen.

Or at least, that’s what he thought, right up until it was James’ turn to choose a person again, and he chose Sirius, and Sirius chose Dare. Read the rest on AO3!

#remus/sirius #wolfstar #sirius/remus #xinasvoice #hp podfic #marauders era #harry potter fanfiction

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amynchan · 4 years

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1, 13, 15, 18, 23, 26, 29, 40, 43, 45, 51, 54, 60, 66, 77, 90, 94, 95, 96

That’s...a lot of questions. o.o

Welp, better get started!

1 Do You Sleep With Your Closet Doors Open Or Closed?

I actually don’t have closet doors, so open by default. XD

13 Do You Sing In The Shower?

Unashamedly. XD It’s a concert for one!

15 Grab The Book Nearest To You, Turn To Page 64, Give Me Line 14.

A subordinating conjunction can be used to subor-

...y’all can guess what that book is about. X’D

18 Do You Collect Anything?

I used to collect rocks! Gave that away, though. For now, I think my biggest collection is probably yarn. XD Not because I went out of my way to collect it or anything, but because I bought a lot for projects and ended up not using it all. ^^;

Oh wait! If there’s something I do actually collect, it’s music boxes. I only have two of them, which is why I didn’t think of it, but I have two tiny music boxes and I can’t wait to get more! *^_^* They’re so cute and sweet!

23 What Time Do You Usually Go To Bed?

Been going to bed around 10 lately, but I might start turning in sooner. I gotta wake up pretty early nowadays, so it’s a process. XD But 10. For now.

26 Favourite Tumblr Blog?

@one-time-i-dreamt is pretty fun, but I almost always love seeing what’s up on @petty-revenge-stories and @scary-stories! *^_^* Of the three, @scary-stories is probably my favorite, though.

29 Post A Gif Of What You’re Currently Feeling Right Now.

There are honestly just days you wanna twirl around for a lil’ bit. *^_^*

40 Do You Have Any Obsessions Right Now?

I would say I count BNHA as one. XD And Fruits Basket’s reboot. I’m definitely enjoying those right now! *^_^* And have made fanart for them. XD

43 Do You Have Strange Dreams?

Yeah, and they get a bit odd. Like, one time I dreamt that I was on some sort of alien planet and there were cat people and they kidnapped me, but I was in the middle of convincing them to let me go when I woke up. It was weird.

45 Name One Movie That Made You Cry.

Ooof, I know there was a recent thing--oh, that was a comic, never mind. Well, I know that I absolutely cried when the sixth Harry Potter movie came out. It’s not even when Dumbledore dies, it’s when everyone’s raising their wands! It just!! Makes me cry!! QAQ

51 Do You Like To Read / Write?

Do I--yes. XD Absolutely. I enjoy writing in a poetic fashion, and reading is pretty fun most of the time. *^_^* Though right now I have to read a book called Broad Band before the next semester starts and I’ve been having a hard time getting myself to read. ._.

54 Put Your Music On Shuffle, What Is The First Song That Came Up?

Um, my “shuffle” is my YouTube nowadays, so Imma do that. XD

Aaaand the title is Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again from Phantom of the Opera! XDD

._.

60 Do You Have Any Homework Right Now? If So, What Is It About?

As a matter of fact, I do. The next assignment for the summer course I’m taking is to... *checks* Develop a 30-45 minute lesson plan that will teach one element of the writing process.

Ain’t it fun to be a master’s student? X’D rip me

66 Do You Get Homesick?

For the first few days, I definitely don’t. I’m too excited about my new environment and I’ve got too much to go out and do and experience to waste my time being sad. But after a while, absolutely. I mean, I live currently with 5 other people and I’m used to my little sisters eating food I make if I make too much or my parents wandering around and poking their heads in every now and again to make me socialize. As annoying as my family is, I do absolutely miss them if I’m gone long enough.

77 What Games Do You Have On Your Phone?

Welp, I’m gonna get some boos. XDD But all I have Harry Potter Hogwarts Mystery and Merge Dragons. XD

Okay, I have a reason, though. I’ve worked too hard on HPHM to let it go and Merge Dragons is sorta left over from when my phone screen actually worked well enough to not accidentally collect stuff when I try to drag it. And I just don’t get new games because... well, my phone screen is a bit of a butt. XD

90 Favourite Soda Drink?

I always get a sierra mist, sprite, or orange drink. I literally cannot stand darker drinks. They’re too sugary and too syrupy and they just make me go bleh...

94 Name Something That Relaxes You.

Music! It’s cliched, but you can get a tune for any mood you’re in and then ease yourself into the mood you want to be in. If you’re too hyper, you can use music to dance yourself out of it. If you’re too sad, you can empathize with some sad tunes until you find a middle ground that gets you up and going again. If you’re stressed, you can scream to some ‘why doesn’t the world just get it?’ music until you’re feeling like you can tackle the world again.

Music: my one-stop-shop for figuring out how to chill out again. XD There’s also just something nice about being able to listen to something that just inherently puts you in a better mood. *^_^*

95 What Tattoo Do You Want?

Well, I’m kind of a scardy-cat, so I wouldn’t get one. XD Please keep needles away from me, thank-you! But if I could have a temporary tattoo... I’m not sure. I’d think I’d have the name “Josephine” somewhere on me or some kind of bird. It’s hard to say since I don’t typically think of it very often. XD

My aunt has a wonderful leg sleeve tattoo, though. Took her aaages to get. o.o

96 Favourite YouTuber?

Right now, I’d say it’s Binging with Babish. He’s just got such a fun and dry way of explaining how to cook that I very much enjoy it. XD

Right up there is also Rebecca Parham of Let Me Explain Studios. Her animations are just so cute and her stories are hilarious and I love her way of talking. XD She’s just fun~! *^_^*

Well, that was a lot of questions in one go! XD A lot, but definitely fun! *^_^*

Well, if you wanna reblog the list or wanna see what else you can ask me, here ya go! *^_^*

#Ask #answered #thanks for sending it in!#*^_^*#silentmagi

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Back in Black (Trixya) - fueledbymemes

AN: hey! i saw this ask for someone to write a fic like this, so i just did?? this is my first fic submission, so let me know if you all like it! ~ word count: 7552

Trixie only felt like this around Katya. She only got the butterflies in her stomach, the hot face, and sweaty hands when she entered that damned study hall room. She had no idea how to treat the situation on anybody’s terms, so she just sat in the back and observed Katya’s personality.

Not saying that Trixie has no idea who Katya is, they’ve only just talked a handful of times. Trixie is far too scared to try to have an actual conversation with her. Plus her anxiety is way too high to even attempt at something like that.

That’s why when Katya walked in, Trixie’s breath hitched as she looked at the girl. Her raven colored hair perfectly matched with her black, ripped jeans and jacket.

This has been Trixie’s life for the past four months. It’s all she ever did and all she ever thought about doing.

She sighed, knowing that she couldn’t stare at Katya the whole period since she actually had homework today. Trixie got out her algebra binder to do the study guide packet for the upcoming test in two weeks. She always got her homework done early so she can have as many free days in study hall as she could. Although, that doesn’t mean she didn’t catch a few glances at her between pages.

After the bell rang, Trixie put away her stuff in a hurry. She looked up and watched Katya leave the room, immediately feeling her face warm up when they made eye contact for a very brief second. Trixie went straight to the bathroom to check up on her hair and makeup.

As always, her blonde curled hair and fleeky makeup was done to absolute perfection. She turned slightly in the mirror to make sure her outfit was okay as well. She wore creamish-yellow shorts and a light pink blouse that complimented her thick body perfectly. It was the one thing that Trixie liked. Nowadays, people thrived off of thick or curvy bodies on girls, and Trixie was the perfect example of that. The only annoying thing about it was any and every straight guy.

Trixie left the bathroom and walked to her next class by herself. The rest of the day was boring and useless. Her mind was stuck on Katya as usual, and she only got happy if she saw her in the hallway in-between classes.

~~~

By the end of the week, Trixie is surprised to say that she hasn’t talked to Katya once. Once she left the study hall room, she looked down at her outfit. She had on a pink mini-skirt and a white, off shoulder, long-sleeved shirt, then an oversized light blue jean jacket to top it off.

Trixie ranted to her best friend, Kim as they walked home together. At least it was Friday. “Kim, I don’t understand. I’m a good person, and I always look cute- or at least I always try to look cute. Why can’t I catch Katya’s eye?” She asked, huffing.

Kim chuckled, looking at her outfit. “Well, would you like me to give you the ‘cutsey friendly’ answer, or the probable truth?” She asked. Trixie crossed her arms, “I don’t know what that’s supposed to mean, but I want the truth.” She reasoned.

“It’s probably because you dress like a Barbie doll. You’re basically if Barbie were a thick lesbian.” Kim told her, and Trixie scoffed out a laugh. “Okay, well at least I don’t look like I’m dressing like a twelve year old.” She reasoned, but Kim shook her head. “You have the style that every twelve year old wants.”

Trixie sighed, “Are you saying that Katya finds me childish?” She asked, but Kim immediately shook her head. “No, no. What I’m saying is that you need to observe what Katya’s friend group looks like. They all dress in dark clothes, not pink. They get black coffee, not pink drinks. They hang out at skate parks, not alone at home. They read, they don’t draw. You get what I’m saying, Trix?”

Trixie nodded, looking up to see that they were stopped in front of her driveway. “Alright, thanks for the insight, Kim.” She said, hugging her friend before running down her driveway excitedly, wanting to raid her closet for anything she could find that matched Katya’s style.

Long story short, Trixie found a handful of good articles of clothing in her closet, then went out shopping with her mom later that night to get some actual good outfits.

~~~

That Monday, Trixie showed up at school with black, high waisted jeans and a black crop top that stopped above her belly button. She had a dark red flannel around her waist and black vans on her feet. Her hair was straightened instead of curled, and she wore dark red lipstick rather than pink lip gloss.

The skinny jeans fit her in the way that would make people wonder how her parents left her leave the house like that, and her bright blue eyes were lined with her usual winged eyeliner. Her highlight was poppin and everything about her was irresistible.

When she first walked in, Trixie went to the bathroom to do an outfit check and almost did a double take. She almost wasn’t sure she was still the same person. She knew she looked like a whole snack, and she would hold her head up in pride.

That day in study hall, Trixie sat in the back as usual and pulled out a copy of “The Perks of Being a Wallflower” by Stephen Chbosky. She had her assignments done ahead of time as usual, which meant she had enough time to read some damn book.

Trixie was so focused on her new character, she didn’t even realize that Katya sat beside her. When the bell rang, Trixie looked up to the direction that her crush usually sat in as a force of habit, but got worried when she saw she wasn’t in the seat. Trixie immediately looked around the room, jumping when she saw that Katya was sitting next to her instead.

Katya chuckled softly when she saw Trixie jump. “Sorry to scare you.” She said honestly. “I just wanted a change in environment for the day, and you’re always alone back here.” Katya pointed out, glancing up and down at Trixie. Trixie felt her face get hot, she just went along with it. “Oh, okay.” She said, the only thing she can think of as a response.

Katya nodded and picked up her own book, starting to read it. Trixie watched her for a few moments before sighing, picking up her own book to read.

Trixie would’ve noticed Katya shut her book and look at her, but she was too busy reading the damned book. Katya just smiled in amusement, she turned to face Trixie and rest her cheek on her hand as she looked over. “Trixie.” She spoke, hoping that’d get her attention.

Trixie jumped slightly, but not enough for it to be noticeable. She just looked over at Katya, hoping her face wasn’t too red for that to be noticeable either. “Yeah?”

Katya smiled a bit, still just amused by Trixie. “You’re wearing black today,” Katya pointed out. “There has never been a day that I’ve seen you wear all dark colors, let alone all black. Plus you straightened your hair. You almost never do that.” She pointed out again.

Trixie just shrugged. She got even more flustered just thinking about how Katya would even think about noticing any of these things. She cleared her throat before speaking up, “I don’t get what you’re trying to do here.” She told Katya honestly. But Katya just shrugged in return, “Neither do I.” She said back, turning away from Trixie to focus on her own book.

~~~

“No, you literally don’t understand. We’ve had longer conversations before, and she’s sat by me like three other times before. The only thing special about it was that she pointed out my outfit. Pointed out, Kim. Not complemented.” Trixie was on a call with her best friend, ranting to her about how today went. “The only people I caught the attention of was any and all fuckboys in the school with the classic line, ‘you just haven’t been with the right guy yet.’ This was useless and a waste of money, even if I did look hot, I’d rather go back to my cutesey outfits.”

Kim shook her head, even if Trixie wasn’t able to see it. “Trixie, take a deep breath, alright? You’re overreacting over literally nothing. It’s Monday, and it was the first time you dressed like that. Just tell the guys to fuck off like usual.” Kim told her.

Trixie sighed, “Alright, whatever. I’m doing my homework then going to bed.” She said, they both said their goodbyes before hanging up. Trixie stood up and put the clothes back in her closet before getting out her backpack to do her homework. It was gonna be a long, boring night.

~~~

Trixie woke up at 5:30 AM as usual, which gave her enough time to get a shower, do her hair, her makeup, pick out an outfit, and go to Starbucks.

Trixie spent the most time in the bathroom, and after getting her shower, she dried her hair with a blow dryer. Since her hair had a lot of volume and was long, it took nearly fifteen minutes for it all to be perfectly dry.

Afterwards, she plugged in her straightener and quickly did her makeup to pass the time. Since she didn’t really do anything different other than lip color. She just did a modern day natural makeup. Nude eyeshadow, winged liner, mascara, light contour, and highlight.

Trixie picked up the flat iron and ran it through her hair to make sure it would be perfectly straight. Luckily, she was patient when it came to her morning routine, so she never rushed.

Once done, Trixie unplugged the straightener and walked out of her bathroom and to her closet. She picked out an outfit and went to her bathroom to change from her night clothes to new clothes.

Trixie walked out of the bathroom to look at the outfit, wanting to make sure it looked good on her. Even though nearly everything she wore perfectly complimented her body. Today she had black ripped jeans with black fishnets underneath. She had a black and grey shirt with a small alien head on the pocket of it.

She nodded to herself, pleased with the aesthetic of the outfit. Trixie put her phone in the back pocket of her jeans, walking over to grab her bag and keys. After putting on a pair of black converse, she went downstairs, shutting the door behind her. She yelled goodbye to her mom and got to her car, driving to Starbucks.

She ordered a regular black coffee, and waited patiently as she watched them pour her cup. When Trixie looked at the cup, she chuckled to herself at the name spelled wrong, the cup read 'Tricksy.’ Well, close enough.

When she turned around to leave the coffee place, she accidentally bumped into someone. Trixie immediately apologized, and her eyes widened when she saw it was Adore Delano, who was one of Katya’s closest friends. No, Katya’s closest friend.

Adore apologized as well, but nearly did a double take as she looked at Trixie. “Damn, I almost didn’t see who you were.” She said, almost shocked. The two were in choir together, so they talked more often than Trixie talks to Katya. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you literally make people cum in their pants just by looking at you. Like, goddamn. You look like you’re in my clique.”

Trixie giggled at Adore’s choice of words. “I doubt that’s even possible, but thanks, I think? It’s just a bit of a social experiment if you think about it from my perspective, it’s not gonna last too long.”

Adore just smiled at her, “Well, it was a compliment. But seriously, good luck trying to reject so many people at once. See you later!” Adore said and waved, walking up to get in the line. Trixie smiled to herself as she left, kinda hopeful for today.

~~~

Trixie walked into the study hall room and sat in the back, fixing her hair to be out of her hair from out of her face. The taste of plain black coffee was still in her mouth, and it wasn’t the most enjoyable taste that she’s had. She’d rather a frappe or something other than regular hot coffee.

Instead of reading right away, Trixie waited to see Katya walk in the room. Although, she sat in her regular seat by her friends rather than in the back again. Katya didn’t even glance at Trixie.

Trixie was a bit taken aback by this, but it was nothing to cry over. She was a mature girl, and she wasn’t gonna get upset over her crush pretending she didn’t exist.

She sighed, getting out the book she had in her bag and reading it. Trixie didn’t know what she did wrong, but she was probably overreacting. When the bell rang, Trixie watched Katya leave as usual, except this time, Katya didn’t look at her.

~~~

By the end of the week, Trixie was turning into a mess as the days went on. The last time she talked to Katya was on Monday, and Kim’s plan was completely irrelevant. Trixie wasn’t giving up though, so she tried a second week.

It was the middle of the week. Trixie was wearing a black skater skirt, a midnight blue crop top, and a black leather jacket. She had no idea why she was still trying, but she told herself that if it didn’t work by the end of the month, then she’d just give up with it.

She got her coffee at Starbucks, the misspelled name that she had almost every morning. Trixie waved to Adore as she did every morning, and left the small shop with the coffee in her hands.

When Trixie got to the school, she was on time like she was everyday. She stood against the lockers as she waited for the bell to ring for school to start. She would’ve sat on the staircase, but her dress was too short for that.

While she was waiting, Trixie read her book to indicate that she did not want to be talked to or that she wasn’t planning on talking to anybody. That didn’t stop most guys though, and today’s guy of the day is Heath (it’s a made up name, nobody in the drag world).

He walked beside Trixie and tried to put his arm around her waist. She jumped and stepped back, looking him in the eye. “Not cool, dude.” She said honestly, rolling her eyes and going back to attempting to reading her book.

Heath chuckled, taking a step closer again. “What’s 'not cool’ is your attitude. I’m sure you didn’t mean that, huh, baby girl?” He said, trying again with her by attempting to put her hair behind her ear.

Trixie huffed, pushing his hand away and putting her book and coffee on the ground after marking her spot in the book. “I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it, okay? Just piss off, I’m not interested.” She said, crossing her arms to show that he wasn’t allowed to touch her through body language.

“You haven’t even given me a chance, baby girl. You’re actually like I’m going to slit your neck or some shit.” Heath reasoned, getting offended about it over nothing.

“Not interested in guys, including you. Don’t call me that either, if you try to get in my pants again, you’re probably gonna get kicked on the balls.” Trixie said honestly, keeping her pride high so Heath knew she wasn’t joking around.

“Tough crowd..” was all Heath said before walking away, obviously disappointed. Trixie knew that she shouldn’t have to tell guys off on a daily routine, but it happened anyways.

Trixie kneeled down to pick up her book, just in time for the bell to ring. She walked to her locker to get all the stuff for her morning classes. She sat down in her desk once she got to first period, keeping to herself as usual.

She took a sip of the coffee, thankful that the teacher lets the kids have food in the classroom since it was the beginning of the day. Trixie pulled out the book, putting a strand of hair behind her ears so it wouldn’t be in her face when she was trying to read.

Trixie crossed her legs as she sat, humming to herself as she swung one of her legs as a force of habit. She took another sip of her coffee, setting it down at the corner of her desk. At least Trixie was starting to get used to the strongness of regular coffee, but that didn’t mean she liked it.

When the teacher walked in, Trixie averted her attention to the front of the classroom. She sighed to herself, closing the book willingly as she looked up at the teacher.

Trixie was starting to feel as if she were blank, like if she was a robot. She hated not being able to add some fun colors to her life again. She knew she looked damn hot, but it wasn’t worth giving up so much for.

Kim would only tell her that miracles just don’t happen overnight and that she needs to learn how to be patient about it. That’s the thing, though. Katya hasn’t talked to her in almost two weeks now, her plan was going nowhere. Trixie was getting attention from nearly everyone in the school- just not Katya.

Trixie let her mind wander for the rest of the class rather than letting herself pay attention. She’d much rather think about anything and everything wrong with herself at the moment than listen to the science of the periodic table.

~~~

Trixie walked into the study hall room, immediately thinking about how the fuck she was going to catch Katya’s eye. It was unusual, they at least made awkward eye contact a few times a day. Let alone Katya asking for homework answers every few days.

Trixie didn’t understand, she looked like the definition of irresistible and she has for the past week and a half. She didn’t know what she was doing wrong, but she didn’t stop trying to think about what she was doing wrong.

She yawned tiredly, resting her head on her hand as she got out that damn book to read, just wanting to make sure that she’d keep herself busy somehow.

Katya walked in as the late bell rang, she seemed to be out of breath, but when Trixie looked up to glance at her, Katya had a mischievous grin on her face.

The study hall teacher looked up from his desk, obviously seeing that Katya was nearly late. He stood up and walked over to Katya’s desk and crossed his arms, looking at her. “Miss Zamo, may I ask why you were late?” He asked.

Katya looked up at him, obviously not phased. The grin was still on her lips and didn’t fade. “Well you see,” Katya started, taking off her leather jacket as she kept the eye contact. “I wasn’t late, I came in before the bell stopped ringing.” She told him with confidence, sitting back in the desk.

The teacher luckily had a slight sense of humor, which was why he chuckled at Katya’s reply. “Fine then, you got me there. May I ask why you were almost late?” He reworded.

Katya shrugged, crossing her arms as the smile never left her lips. “I was taking care of someone. Specifically, I was setting a guy straight.” She said honestly. The teacher raised an eyebrow as Katya’s comment. “Was it in a way that would get you in trouble?” He asked.

Katya chuckled, shaking her head. “God, no. I don’t handle things physically, I handle things verbally. He thought it would be cute to violate a girls’ personal space and well being this morning, and I made sure he knew that it wasn’t as cute as he thought. And now he’s gonna apologize for his stunt or else I’m gonna blackmail him.”

The teacher nodded, not really minding. “As long as you’re staying out of trouble.” He said and walked back to his desk.

Trixie raised an eyebrow at Katya’s statement, and she didn’t take her eyes off of her. Although, she didn’t see it coming when Katya turned around to look at Trixie, winking at her with the usual smile before turning back around.

Trixie blushed darkly, looking down and letting her mind wander, but before she could think too far, her eyes went to her phone since the screen lit up with a text notification.

Heath: sorry about earlier, i didn’t think i went that far. i’ll be more respectful and considerate.

That’s when Trixie knew; Katya is around when she doesn’t even know it.

~~~

For the rest of the week, it was dry as fuck. The only thing that happened was what all happened on Wednesday, but just as thought, for the rest of the week, nothing ever happened. It was almost like after something happens, Katya steps back from reality and ghosts Trixie hardcore.

Well, it meant Trixie and Kim’s plan was somewhat working, so she’d probably do it for a little bit longer than expected. That was okay for Trixie though, if it meant that any day has a potential for Katya to talk to her, she’s down to do anything and everything.

Although, ever since Katya stood up for her, Trixie can say that she’s been catcalled less. Of course it still happens, why wouldn’t it happen when she’s in a school with horny, straight, teen boys. She was definitely used to it, but it was nice to get a little bit of a break.

Trixie walked into the school, and anyone could easily be able to tell that she was tired as hell. She yawned tiredly as she walked over to Kim, not in the mood to stand by herself today.

Trixie was about to say hi, but before she could open her mouth to speak, Kim beat her to it. “Oh my God, Trixie. You look like you’re fucking dead, what the hell happened to you?” She asked immediately.

Trixie just shrugged, shaking her head. “I was up 'till like 4:45 in the morning. I don’t know what happened, I was organizing my closet so I could have outfit combinations for this week, then I did my homework since I was really behind from not doing it in study hall. After that, I went to go into my mom’s room so she could give me another book because I finished reading the other one all night.”

“Trixie, you’re so stupid, you know that? You’re telling me that you got less than an hour of sleep last night?” Kim asked, crossing her arms.

Trixie just nodded again, going down to sit on the floor. “I mean, at least I still got a shower and did my makeup. I could look a lot worse. Plus I didn’t waste time with an outfit since I picked out the layout for this week.” She mumbled out, pulling her knees to her chest so she can put down her head.

Kim kneeled down and picked up Trixie’s head, shaking her head no. “Trix, you’re gonna get foundation stains on your jeans. They’re black, remember?”

Trixie huffed and pushed Kim’s hand away, looking at her with an unreadable face. “I put on setting spray, it would’ve been fine, smart one.” She said, just wanting to sleep. It was gonna be a rough day already.

~~~

Trixie made it through her first two classes without falling asleep, she was walking to her third now, and nearly fell over a few times on the way there.

Adore was in this class with her, but she was known to be late. That’s why Trixie wasn’t phased when she didn’t see Adore anywhere after she sat down. The class started right away after the bell rang, which hurt Trixie’s head more than it did help.

Trixie’s eyes just became more blurry by the minute, and she started to close her eyes longer every time she would blink. After a few seconds, she jumped up at the sound of the classroom door opening, seeing it was Adore.

She just strided down the aisle of desks and sat down in her own. Even though the teacher was giving her a death glare, Adore didn’t give a fuck as she casually carried on with her life.

After the class settled down after a minute, the teacher went back to her lecture about who gives a shit. Trixie went back to starting out into nothingness as she felt her eyes get heavier and heavier, and before she knew it, she accidentally fell asleep in class.

After the fourty-five minutes of class, Trixie once again jumped awake. Except this time, it was to the sound of the bell ringing. She got her stuff and stood up to leave, before getting called out by the teacher. “Trixie, Adore; come up to my desk.”

Trixie glanced back to see Adore gathering her stuff as well and walking to the teachers’ desk at the same time and they both waited to get spoken to, that is, until Adore got patient and impatiently said, “What do you want?”

The teacher turned around and raised an eyebrow at the attitude in Adore’s voice. “Adore, you have detention next week for coming in late and for the attitude. Trixie, I’m a bit disappointed in you, you’re one of the best students in the class. I’m gonna have to give you a detention too, so you and Adore need to stay after on Tuesday next week.”

With a sigh, Trixie nodded and left the classroom. Adore followed beside her, “At least you won’t be alone though, right?” She said, trying to make Trixie feel better. Trixie just shrugged it off, “I mean, I guess you have a point.”

Trixie broke off into the study hall room and sat down in her usual seat, taking off the black leather jacket she had on today. Since it was a study hall, Trixie didn’t have to worry about staying awake in the slightest.

~~~

Trixie was stressed and felt like she could easily snap at any moment. Last week was rough, Katya didn’t do anything. Monday was the same, and today wouldn’t be any different since she had to stay after for a detention.

Trixie slept through her first alarm, and woke up fifteen minutes late, which made her entire morning routine fucked up. She rushed through everything but somehow ended up to only be four minutes off instead of fifteen.

She glanced in the mirror before leaving, making sure her outfit was good enough. She wore dark red, ripped jeans with fishnets underneath and black converse. For the upside, she had a white tank top and the leather jacket.

Once Trixie double checked, she rushed downstairs and went to get coffee. To make her morning even better, the line was longer than usual, which made her an extra three minutes behind schedule.

On her way out of the Starbucks, she ran into someone and spilt some of her black coffee on her white shirt. Trixie bit her tongue to refrain from showing that the hot liquid really did burn. She apologized to the person and put the lid back on her drink as she walked out of the cafe.

Trixie got to her car and put the drink in her cup holder, then reaching over to the glove box to get napkins so she can at least attempt to clean up the mess. She sighed at the failed attempt and picked up her coffee cup to take a drink. At least they spelled her name right.

Before leaving the parking lot, Trixie tried to zip up the jacket to hide the obvious, dark stain on her tank top. She cursed to herself when she couldn’t get the zipper all the way up since the leather wouldn’t stretch enough for her to zip past her chest.

She just said 'fuck it’ and drove to the school from the Starbucks after undoing the jacket zipper. Once Trixie pulled into the school parking lot, she saw Adore getting out of her own car with Katya getting out of the passenger seat.

Trixie huffed and decided to take the risk. Trixie knew that Adore always carried around extra clothes since she was prepared for literally anything and everything. She sighed, not believing she was about to face her crush like this as she walked towards the two girls.

“Hey Adore, can I ask for a quick and effortless favor?” Trixie asked, watching as Adore and Katya had a cigarette outside of the car.

Adore was about to answer before Katya spoke up instead. “Damn, girl. What the fuck happened to you?” She asked, hinting at the very obvious stain on her shirt. Trixie felt her face heat up, this was the first time Katya ever talked to her for more than two weeks. Adore nudged Katya to hint her to keep her mouth shut, but Katya just smirked. Adore rolled her eyes, “Sorry about Katya, what’s the favor?” Adore asked.

“Well, I hella spilt like half of my coffee on me this morning and my jacket won’t zip up all the way since my tits are too big and basically, I’m just a mess right now. So, I was wondering if you had an extra shirt that I could wear.” Trixie explained.

Adore frowned sympathetically and shook her head, “I took everything home last night so I could wash them. I’m sorry,” Adore said and looked at her. Trixie just smiled and shook her head, “No, it’s fine. I can ask Kim, she’ll proba-” Trixie explained but got cut off mid sentence. “I have a hoodie.”

Both Adore and Trixie’s eyes looked at Katya who spoke up. Adore smirked and kept her mouth shut as she dropped her cigarette and stepped on it to put it out. Katya ignored Adore and looked at Trixie, “Hold on, I’m gonna get it.” She announced and went to the passenger seat of the car to get a simple black hoodie, doing the same to her cigarette on the way there.

Katya walked back to the other two, handing Trixie the hoodie. Trixie took it and smiled, “Thank you, Katya.” She said genuinely, getting a small smile in return from Katya. “Of course, love.”

They all started to walk inside the school together, and since she was in a bit of a hurry, Trixie just put the hoodie over the jacket without taking it off. It was snug and fit on her, which meant it was meant to be oversized on Katya.

Once they got in the school, Trixie headed to the bathroom, but she turned around when she heard footsteps following behind her. “Mind if I come?” Katya asked, and Trixie’s face turned a shade or two darker as she blushed. “You can tag along.”

Trixie walked into the school’s bathroom, and Katya walked in with her. Katya hopped on the sink counter and looked at Trixie curiously. “I never knew you drank black coffee.” She said.

Trixie took off the hoodie and just shrugged, “I don’t, but I have for the past few weeks. Why you ask?” Trixie responded and set the hoodie down on the counter beside Katya.

Katya just shrugged in return. “I mean, I was just curious.” She stated then let the silence take over for a moment or so before speaking up again. “Are you going through an identity crisis or something? I don’t get why you literally changed yourself so drastically.”

Trixie blushed a bit and took off the jacket, handing it to Katya so she can hold onto it while she cleans up. “It’s a long story, I’d rather not explain it in detail. Basically, my friend and I thought that I should change up my style and preferences to get my crush’s attention. It kinda backfired though, it hasn’t really done any help.”

Katya hummed in thought as she swung her legs from the counter, looking down as she talked. “I mean, why would you want to do something like that just for another person? I don’t get it.” Katya stated, almost as if it was obvious.

Trixie looked at her and looked back down. She walked passed to pick up the black hoodie. “It would make me more interesting and catch her eye.” She said simply and walked into a stall. She took off the tank top and replaced it with the hoodie quickly, walking back out.

“Well, I think that’s a load of bullshit. Whether you believe it or not, you’re admirable without this whole getup. I think if you want to catch your crush’s attention, you should just be your usual self. Whoever it is probably didn’t realize what they had until you changed yourself. Or you can just keep lying to yourself.” Katya said and glanced at Trixie.

Trixie walked to the sink and washed the shirt with the shitty school soap and warm water. “Since when did you talk this much?” Trixie asked with a chuckle, trying to avoid Katya’s statement and her gaze so she wouldn’t be able to catch the blush on her face.

Katya chuckled and continued to swing her feet from the counter, “I talk a lot around people I’m close with.” She stated and brought up a hand to tuck her medium length blonde hair behind her ear.

Trixie chuckled and looked up at Katya in disbelief before going back to focus on desperately trying to get the stain out of the shirt, even though it wasn’t working as much as she hoped she did. “Katya, I’m not close with you. We’ve talked a few times since we’re in the same study hall.” Trixie pointed out.

Katya felt herself smirk as she looked to the side, getting a bit confident. “Well, I forgot to mention that I tend to talk a lot when I’m around really cute girls as well.” She said and looked back at Trixie, unapologetically eyeing her up and down. “Anyways, I gotta blast. I’ll see you in study hall.” She announced and hopped off of the counter and leaving the bathroom after setting down Trixie’s jacket. “Keep the hoodie if you want.”

Trixie’s face burned hot as she felt butterflies in her stomach. “O-okay,” she stuttered out, turning around as she watched Katya leave the bathroom. Trixie turned to face the mirror, her eyes still wide. “What the fuck,” she mumbled to herself. She picked up the jacket and walked out of the bathroom to find Kim.

Trixie found Kim and went up to her, “Kim, we need to talk, like right now.” She said in a hurry. Kim looked at her like how a mom were looking at her kid when she was about to yell at them for walking off in the store; stern but secretly worried. “Trixie, what the hell. You’re later than you usually are. Where did you even come from?”

“No time,” Trixie said before continuing her sentence. “Listen, something happened between Katya and I. When I went to get coffee this morning, I spilled it all over me. Then, when I got to the school parking lot, I saw Adore and Katya. I almost didn’t, but I had to go up to Adore and ask to see if she had a spare shirt since she always has half her closet in her car. Anyways, when she said no, Katya-”

Suddenly, Trixie got cut off by the bell ringing for school to start. Trixie muttered a quick 'fuck’ under her breath and looked at Kim. “I’ll text you it when I get to study hall.” She said and walked off to her locker.

~~~

Trixie walked into the study hall room and sat in the back, pulling out a book to read but just watch for Katya to walk in instead. Out of all the mixed signals she’s been getting from Katya, Trixie is just a bit more hopeful that she feels the same way.

Katya walked in and immediately locked eyes with Trixie as she did, giving a smile before sitting down in her own desk, doing her own thing.

Trixie felt herself smile happily before looking down at her book. After staring at it for about twenty seconds, she thought about what Katya told her earlier about how she should not be a fake version of herself. Trixie hummed and put down the book, getting out her homework she got from earlier classes and worked on that instead.

When Katya looked back at Trixie, she smiled to herself when she was back to doing her usual thing. She turned back around and went back to reading her book before Trixie would notice her stare.

Maybe Trixie’s luck wasn’t as bad today as she thought.

~~~

Trixie walked into the detention room, only to see that Adore has saved her a seat. Trixie smiled at her and sat down, adjusting her clothes after doing so. She sat back in her seat and sighed dramatically, acting impatient since she really wanted to talk to Adore.

After the fourty-five minutes of the detention was over, Trixie immediately spoke up before Adore said anything. “Hey, can I talk to you about something real quick?” She asked and stood up to walk with Adore out of the school.

“Sure, what’s up?” Adore asked and picked up her bag while walking beside her. Trixie blushed before talking, taking a deep breath. “Can you just tell me who Katya likes? I get a lot of mixed signals and I’m really confused. I just, like her a lot and I wanna know.” Trixie explained.

Adore chuckled and looked at Trixie like she was dumb for asking the question. “Alright, well if you wanna know. She had a small crush on you since last year, though it got a bit more serious a few months ago. When you changed up your style, she didn’t realize how much she liked the genuine you and that’s why she didn’t talk to you as much. She told me that when you end your 'social experiment’ of that, then she’d be around you more. Katya thought you looked sexy as fuck for sure, but she could tell it wasn’t the genuine you.”

Trixie blushed and felt her heart flutter, “Awww, I wish I would’ve known that sooner.” She said and put her hand over her heart. “Alright, I gotta go home so I can finish my homework and wash off my makeup.” Trixie said and waved bye to Adore, “See you tomorrow!”

Trixie ran to her car excitedly and unlocked it, sitting down and taking a moment to catch her breath before squealing excitedly. Her horrible day from this morning was now the best day of her life.

~~~

Trixie stopped at the bathroom to check her appearance quickly before walking into the study hall room. She was back to her normal self, finally. Her curly hair was done to perfection. Her outfit was a soft pink dress with a decorative white belt around her waist to exaggerate her hips and white thigh-highs.

She rushed into the study hall room, relieved to see she was the first one there. Trixie confidently walked over to Katya’s seat, where she almost always sat, and decided to sit there like she owned it. She crossed her legs and arms, slightly reclining in the seat.

Once Katya walked in the room to see Trixie both in her usual apparel and sitting in her seat like she owned the damn school, she gave an amused smile, walking over to Trixie. “You know that I sit there, princess. Right?”

Trixie looked up at her and smiled, blowing a bubble with her gum to add the cockiness and sass. “Yeah, I know. What ever shall you do?” Trixie asked.

Katya chucked and raised an eyebrow at Trixie, “Damn, you got attitude today. How about this, we’ll make a deal. If you give me my seat back, you get to take something of mine. Money, objects, clothes, makeup. Whatever your heart desires.”

Trixie’s eyes lit up and she smiled. “That just sounds like stealing with your permission.” She said and got up, letting Katya take her seat. Before she could get passed her, Trixie stopped her and shook her head. She leaned in so she could kiss Katya, her eyes fluttering shut when she felt their lips connect.

Katya was for sure taken by surprise, but she went with it. She kissed back and closed her eyes as well, bringing up her hand to hold Trixie’s face softly as they shared a kiss.

Once the late bell rang a few minutes later, Trixie pulled away and looked at Katya innocently. “Looks like I stole a kiss. Your move is next, love.” Trixie said and blew a kiss before walking back to her own seat to do homework like usual.

Katya turned around and watched Trixie go back to her own seat in literal awe. It took her a few seconds before she actually sat down in her seat. “What the hell just happened?” She mumbled to herself.

~~~

At the end of the day, Trixie walked to her locker so she could go home. She definitely felt happier today, which was all that was important. When she opened her locker, a note fell out and Trixie kneeled down to pick it up so she could read it.

'meet me at the park after school. take your time princess, i wouldn’t want you to feel rushed. xoxo -katya’

Trixie smiled to herself and folded back up the note, putting it in her bag before closing her locker shut. She pulled out her phone and quickly texted her mom to tell her that she’d be home late.

She walked out of the school and got in her car. Trixie started her car and started to drive to the park, which luckily, was less than a mile away from the school.

Once Trixie pulled into the park, she saw Katya alone, sitting on a bench. She smiled to herself at the sight, parking her car. Since the elementary schools and day-care centers still have kids, the park was pretty emptied out.

Trixie got out of the car and walked over to the bench where Katya was sitting. Katya’s eyes lit up when she saw Trixie sit next to her, “You look lovely.” She commented and sat up straighter.

Trixie chuckled softly, “Thanks. So, am I allowed to ask why you told me to come here?” She asked curiously, but Katya smiled with anticipation. “That’s for me to know and for you to find out, princess.”

Trixie liked the way it sounded when Katya called her princess. She tilted her head to the side slightly with an amused smile, “Since when did you give me pet names?” She asked.

Katya smirked slightly at the question, “I always did, I just never did to your face.” She answered. Trixie giggled in return, shaking her head.

The two got along great, they spend two hours just talking and getting to know one another. Both of them have never felt so lively around one person, but they also appreciated it. Kinda as if it were meant to be.

By late afternoon, they agreed on leaving. Katya walked Trixie to her car and stopped so they can say goodbye. “Thank you for an amazing afternoon. Seriously, I don’t think I’ve laughed that much with one person during the timespan of like two hours.” Trixie said and kissed Katya’s cheek sweetly.

Katya smiled happily as she looked at Trixie. “Like you said, my move is next.” Katya said and pulled out a small box, handing it to Trixie with a smile. “Open it.”

Trixie looked at Katya with a raised eyebrow, “I’m not marrying you, Katya.” She said jokingly and opened the box, seeing a rose gold necklace with a heart charm. It suited Trixie perfectly. “Awww, you’re so sweet! Thank you!” She said and immediately hugged Katya.

Katya hugged her back and pulled away to look at Trixie, “There’s a paper on the lid of the box, you should read what it says.” She suggested and tried to hide her smile.

Trixie looked at the box again and removed the lid so she could be able to read whatever was on the top of the box.

'trixie mattel, my sweet princess. will you please be my girlfriend?’

Trixie’s heart literally melted as she read the paper. “You’re so cheesy, get better ideas.” She said with a loving giggle, kissing Katya quickly. “Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend.” She said with a smile.

Katya smiled happily, wrapping her arms around Trixie’s waist and got close to her face, but not close enough to let their lips touch. “Looks like I made the winning move. Checkmate.” Katya said before bringing Trixie in for another kiss.

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