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gyusrose · 25 days

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➵ you’re so vain -> l.hs

⚠︎ smut (mdni)

✎ jock!heeseung x reader, enemies to ?????, heeseung is rlly annoying, hate sex ;), hair pulling, dirty talk, unprotected sex, degradation, backshots lmao. i think that’s it?

summary: attending a new school was supposed to be a fresh start for you, trying to be nice to everyone and have new friends, yet coming across lee heeseung threw all of that out the window.

(heeseung x fem.reader)

wc: 3.2k

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your sweaty hands could not be gripping the steering wheel any harder. you wouldn’t call yourself “super shy” but when it comes to a whole new community of people, teenagers, hell yeah you are.

you had to move exactly at the middle of the year due to your mom’s work. they offered her double the salary at the other side of the city, who was she to say no to that? although you were going to miss your friends and the overall environment of your old home, you couldn’t just tell your mom ‘no’, either way her decisions are final.

you just got here two days ago, and to be honest, it wasn’t that bad. the worst thing so far is the fact that the nearest shopping center was 30 minutes away but you’ll live.

you didn’t except your first day of school to be so nerve-wracking. surely you’ll make some friends but who knows what people are like here. eventually, you saw the big navy blue sign with your school’s name on it. it was an averagely big school, bigger than your old one, which also meant more people.

the parking space alone was scary. it was huge yet already full even though it was still fairly early. you went around in circles around the parking lot, trying to find a vacant spot. fortunately you did at the second-to-last line.

as you tried to park, the limited space you had made it difficult to, having to back up and drive in constantly. as you reversed your car, you must have completely forgotten that you aren’t the only one there, feeling a small crash at the bumper of your car.

your eyes widened in panic. you looked back to see what you hit, and with your luck, it revealed at very nice black car, to which you’ve just hit. you tried to quickly get into your parking spot, hoping it was nothing serious, but then someone came walking up to you.

‘shit, that must be the owner’ you saw his red, rather handsome, fuming face.

you got out of your car to confront the first person interaction.

“hey look im so-“

“CANT YOU FUCKING DRIVE RIGHT? YOU HIT MY VERY EXPENSIVE CAR WITH YOUR THING, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?”

oh he was an asshole. you almost scoffed in his face. who does he think he is.

“it was accident that’s all, it was barely a scratch calm down man.”

“IT WAS DEFINITELY A SCRATCH LOOK AT IT! JUST BECAUSE YOU KEEP YOUR CAR LOOKING ALL MISERABLE DOESNT MEAN I WILL, DO YOU EVEN HAVE A LICENSE?”

lord take me back. you were so close to just leaving him there arguing with himself. but you didn’t want to make him even angrier.

“look im sorry! i can pay for the fix up if that’s what you want, i dont know what else to do?”

the boy scoffed and rolled his eyes at your statement.

“you think i don’t have the money for it? please, it shows you’re a newbie around here.”

“i didn’t mean it like that-“

“yo heeseung!! come on bro!” another blonde boy called from afar, hopefully ending the argument y’all were having.

“ watch your back new girl.” with one last glare, he left to join his group of friends.

you rolled your eyes. shiver my fucking timbers, you thought.

you took a deep breath before grabbing your backpack and making your way into school , hoping to never see his face ever again.

you thought that was going to be the end of it all. but oh boy were you wrong. soon you found out that heeseung is the captain of the football team, and pretty much the most popular boy in school. as cliche as it sounds, every girl would drop their panties if he asked them to.

people know he’s not the nicest person ( an asshole) yet they still look up to him. that’s angered you. how are all these people so dumb? just because he’s kinda good-looking? seriously?

over the course of a few weeks, you’ve managed to make some friends, your closest taehyun and Isa. although you tried to block the negativity, heeseung made it really hard. always giving you snarky comments when he saw you around, ridiculing you in front of other people. somehow always finding a way to run into you despite not having any classes together. except gym.

“ bro open your eyes, catch the damn ball!” he yelled from across from you.

you hated sports. even less could you play one, but you gotta do it for the grade.

“the ball was too high up dummy!” you retorted, rolling your eyes for maybe the 100th time in the class period.

if you hated gym before, you definitely hated it more now.

as the period ended, you decided to take a quick shower in the locker rooms since you couldn’t handle being all sweaty and gross throughout the day.

heeseung finished changing and was outside the locker room with his friends, chatting, waiting for the bell to ring. that’s when he may have accidentally eavesdropped the conversation between your two friends, he could barely the names of.

“where’s _____?” taehyun asked isa, noticing how you weren’t with her.

“she’s taking a shower right now, she told us to not wait for her.” Isa shrugged before taehyun nodded.

a beautiful idea popped in heeseung’s brain. it was too good.

he excused himself and sneakily waited by the girl’s locker room, waiting for everyone to come out. once he only heard the shower you were using running, he quietly entered the room. the bell had rang about a minute ago, so the gym was empty, only you and him. the gym teacher god knows where.

he saw his target and rapidly grabbed the pile of clothes sitting on the bench, a smirk evident in his face.

suddenly the shower stopped running, making heeseung hurry and exit the locker room.

the shower felt too good, you think you spent more time that you anticipated to. as you exited the shower tiles, you looked around for your clothes, which you remember clearly leaving them in the bench closest to the shower. you looked around the whole locker room, hoping you were wrong and placed them elsewhere. unfortunately, you couldn’t even find your damn socks.

your biggest fear has come true. you’re now naked, nothing but a towel covering you, this was more than just humiliating. you felt sad, mad, angry, embarrassed all at once. they’ve been stolen for sure, and you were more than sure on who did it.

grabbing your phone you called Isa, to see if she could help you somehow. and she indeed did. bringing you some spare clothes she had. thankfully, you always bring extra underwear since situations like these could happen. you just had to wait for isa for the clothes, yet the five minutes she took felt like five hours. unfortunately, passing period is over, meaning some students are coming in the locker room to change.

many of them just straight up stared at you. giving you weird looks as to why you were pretty much naked in the middle of the locker room, but none had the guts to ask you.

you wished the ground would just swallow you whole. lee heeseung won’t hear the end of it.

“LEE HEESEUNG!” you yelled across the field. he and his friends were siting down eating lunch outside when you spotted him after trying to find him after the stunt he just pulled.

heeseung knew it was coming, giggling with his friends as they heard you yell his name once again. “ oh she’s about to scold me now .” heeseung scoffed but still got up and went over to you.

“yes ma’am?” he said with a smile, you wish you could slap off but you’re better than that.

“YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID DO YOU KNOW HOW EMBARRASSING THAT WAS?”

“i have no idea what you’re talking about..” heeseung tried acting innocent but failed as he just burst out laughing. you groaned, how on earth is that funny?

“cute panties by the way” he continued to laugh, not sparing a glance at your mad expression on your face.

“you’re such an ass, i hate your guts.” you said leaving him alone, laughing to himself.

“yo bro i think she actually got mad this time.” his friend, jake came over.

heeseung shrugged. “she’s so sensitive, it wasn’t even that bad.”

“i can’t believe he did that…” taehyun said as you told them both what had happened. Isa knew a little bit but not who did it.

“that’s fucked up, what’s he got against you so much?”

you shrugged. “i guess because i gave his car a little scratch, but i guess he took it to heart since he hasn’t stopped bothering me since. he’s a jerk.”

“finally someone who thinks the same as me!” taehyun said making you chuckle.

“then get back at him! you know the one thing that makes him who he is is that damn football.” Isa said.

you tried to be the bigger person this whole time, not paying much mind to his little remarks or pranks he pulls, biting back a little wouldn’t hurt right?

“you know what, you’re right.”

“lee heeseung, mrs. park wants to speak to you.” mr.jung said calling heeseung.

heeseung who was barely paying attention heard his name. his frowned at this. what on earth could she want to talk about with him? either way, he went to her classroom.

he entered the empty classroom to find his coach and mrs.park, waiting for him. what the fuck? heeseung was more confused now. maybe they were going to congratulate him for the good work this semester? his coach’s face said otherwise though.

“there you are, you may be wondering why you’re here..” mrs.park started. heeseung nodded, feeling uneasy.

“a student came forward, showing how you copied word for word her whole assignment, the one i assigned a week ago. i didn’t notice it at first but it’s very clear now, you may know how cheating is unacceptable in my class, i’ve decided to fail you in this assignment, plus you’ll be serving detention this whole week..” she turned to the coach.

heeseung’s heart started beating at a rapid pace, he’s never been caught cheating, and being failed on the assignment that was a big part of his grade, it means he’s most likely failing the class now. the rules for football stated that all players should be passing all of their classes if not, they’ll be dropped….

no no no, the lee heeseung can’t be dropped. he’s the captain! the star player!

“since you’re failing this class heeseung, i think you know what’s about to happe-“

“please coach! don’t kick me out, i’m the captain! what would the team do without me? i’ll get my grade up as soon as possible im-“

“calm down calm down, i’m not going to kick you out, it’s the middle of the season, but unfortunately you won’t be playing the next three games. if your grade is not up by then, then i will drop you. understood?” his coach stated earning a sharp nod by heeseung.

he’s glad he’s still on the team but what’s the point if he can’t play? he’s going to become a joke. the captain that’s a bench warmer. how stupid.

he left the classroom enraged. he knows exactly who did this.

“bro what? what do you mean you ain’t gonna play ?” riki said in disbelief at what his captain just said.

“some snitch told mrs.park that i cheated on the last assignment and coach suspended me for the next three games, and i got detention all week!” sunghoon unknowingly chuckled. heeseung looked at him with a glare.

“what? she got you good, what did you expect hee?” sunghoon kept laughing, making some of the others also laugh silently.

heeseung had nothing to say back, he just rolled his eyes. “tch, whatever.”

nevertheless, you were overjoyed seeing heeseung slouching on the bench. you couldn’t miss this once in a lifetime scenario. obviously you were the cause for it. heeseung asks Isa almost all the time for her notes or to straight up copy her. she willingly let you rat him out after what he did to you.

he can sense how all eyes were on him, but he just tried to block everyone out a focus on the game. he had a poker face on, but deep inside he was irritated . he saw how you were smirking and laughing with your two little friends. you knew what you were doing.

“ahh look who it is, the benchwarmer! “ you said chuckling as you made your way to heeseung.

after the team (barely) won, jake threw an ‘after party’ at his house. even though you don’t normally go to these parties, especially from those boys, you felt like a party would do good with your marvellous mood. something about seeing heeseung’s frowny face made feel over the moon.

“seems like cat got your tongue now huh? dont have anything to say-“

in a blink of an eye you were pulled into a room, heeseung’s fingers wrapped around your neck, pulling your face closer to his.

“what the fuck? heeseung-“

“shut the fuck up.” his hoarse voice caught you off guard. he was actually really mad.

“you think what you did it’s fucking funny? huh? almost getting me kicked out ? “ you’ve never seen him this enraged before. making you almost scared, yet….kinda turned on? no, you hate him, snap out of it! you told yourself yet the wetness in between your legs became hard to ignore.

you didn’t respond. “fuck, you’re so annoying, i can’t fucking stand you. i hate you.” he saw lowly. fuck that was hot.

you spoke before thinking. “then show me.”

not needing to tell him twice, heeseung pulled you completely in. your lips met in a kiss that was anything but gentle, a fierce and consuming clash that spoke longing and raw need.

The kiss deepened, fueled by an unspoken urgency, their mouths exploring each other with a fervor that left y’all breathless. his grip on your neck becoming tighter.

“shit im gonna show you to fucking behave.” he said before pushing you into the bed forcefully. you may have discovered a new kink of yours. watching as he undressed himself and yourself rapidly. feeling his anger through every touch he gave you.

he rubbed through your folds before inserting two fingers aggressively. your body jolted at the sudden move.

“holy shit go softer dumbass.”

“aw you think i give a fuck? suck it up and take it since you think you’re all that.” his fingers pumped faster and faster making it hard for you to answer back to his stupid remarks.

“oh my god..” you tried to pull his hand away before you cum. not wanting to see you orgasm so easily yet.

“just fuck me already heeseung, or is your dick as tiny as your brain?”

heeseung looked darkly at you. that stupid mouth of yours can’t shut up will it?

he retracted his fingers put of you and took his boxers off. wanting nothing more than to prove you wrong.

shit. your eyes went wide at what stood in front of you. saying he was big was an understatement. it was like a zipper for your mouth. how was that thing going to fit inside of you?

“can’t say anything now, can you slut?” he pulled your legs down the mattress to have you at the perfect angle to ram into you.

heeseung ran his til over your folds, teasing his way in. making you aggrevated.

“just put it in for fucks sake!”

“tell me how bad you want it.” you shook your head, no way were you going to beg. no way.

“alright then, i guess im gonna go.” he said letting go of your waist, acting as if he was going to leave.

“okay okay! please fuck me, i want it so bad, i want your big cock so bad heeseung.” heeseung moaned at your words. he didn’t wait any longer and thrusted all of him in you.

you both moaned yet it was more painful for you. you’ve never had something so big inside you before.

“fuck yeah..” he said then grabbing your neck, slightly choking you. your hands went to his biceps, trying to find something to hold on to as the speed he was thrusting in became more hostile.

“fuck me harder, like the asshole you are.” you said in between breaths. heeseung took the challenge and thrusted violently. the skin slapping and wetness of your core could probably be heard in the party outside.

“of course a whore like you would like to be fucked like this.”

before you could respond he pulled out of you earning a desperate groan from you, but then your were flipped, now on all fours and before you knew it he was back in you again. gripping your hip with one hand while he pulled your hair on the other.

“such a tight pussy, you probably fantasized about this am i right?” he said in your ear. you shook your head through your moan.

“in your dreams lee, in your fucking dreams. fuck you.”

“i’m quite literally doing that.” chuckling, he let go of your hair and instead gripped your other hip, going in deeper, nudging your cervix literally driving you to an edge.

“fuck i’m cumming.” you cried out. never has an orgasm felt like this. heeseung was on edge as well, feeling you clench around his dick did it for him.

your climax rose over you, making you fall into the pillow while heeseung kept thrusting until his own organs came over him, pulling out and releasing his white ropes all over your back.

tiredly, he laid besides you in the strangers bed, not knowing what to say now.

you turned to him, smirking. “i think i may hate you even more now.”

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icysinner · 11 months

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mr. kirstein

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ID: more teacher!aot headcanons since these seem to be popular.

warnings: none, just cute

nya note: i love writing abt characters being teachers it rlly fulfills my heart i love that u guys like these. also might do these for sasha & mikasa too!

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teacher!jean is definitely an art teacher.

but he’s an art teacher in a cool way

like, an art teacher that doesn’t give any hard limits because he really cares about creativity

100% cares more about the kids’ expression than what’s on the paper itself

has one of the coolest rooms ever

art rooms are usually the bigger classrooms so i feel like he has a “chill zone” as he calls it

kids probably have lunch in his room cause theres so much space

probably has a great relationship with a lot of kids, even those who don’t take art

“mr. kirstein, do you have a class third period?” “yes, but you can sit in the back if you want to.”

serious but he doesn’t over do it

classroom is so calming half the time the kids are sleeping

was convinced by an “outside source” (you) to get humidifiers and diffusers for the room to get rid of the strength of the paint smell

“can we eat in here?” “you’re not supposed to — but yes.”

“we’re doing paper mache — and before you start throwing tomatoes at me..”

finds himself laughing at the kids’ conversations when he overhears them

“we’re in eleventh grade and you don’t even have your permit. be fucking for real.” *cue laugh from jean*

supportive af

is at the football and basketball games u best believe it

the kids only know small details about you just off of what he says

they keep asking him when he’s gonna propose to you

which he gives in return, “do y’all have engagement ring money?” (he has the engagement ring money, btw)

rarely misses a day cause having a substitute in an art class is just a breeding ground for doing nothing all day

when he does miss work, he always just gives the kids a coloring page and its never graded cause he knows they probably won’t do it

he’s one of those teachers that kids visit when they graduate cause he’s so good at his job <33333

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codyjey · 21 days

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okay so. here's my thoughts on mania night 1! (I completely forgot to live blog bc I was live tweeting lol but take this) SPOILERS, OBVIOUSLY

rhea v becky: really really good! I loved all the counters they had for each other's moves and they both looked absolutely fantastic. I think this will really be a new era for beckys character after her loss and I'm excited! very happy for rhea too!!! her entrance was fucking sick

tag title ladder match: pretty cool spots! I love a-town down under but I didn't really think they should've won, I would prefer if they turned on each other and had a match at payback, but overall good for them! and wow I can't believe rtruth won the raw tag titles by himself! incredible! fr very glad they finally split the titles and truth got his mania moment, but overall I think that match was lacking something but I'm not sure what.

rey + andrade v santos + dom: very veryyyy good match. I absolutely love lucha wrestling and I love rey winning even more!! andrade is insane also. also think the football cameos was a fun little touch. very nice

jimmy v jey: I actually really really liked it, I know controversial. It may just be because I care about the both of them so much but I thought it was nice. I think it wouldve been better if they could go longer. also thier match was never gonna be anything revolutionary, thier rivalry is about fucking story. they are storytellers. I thought it was awesome and I'm glad they got thier mania match they've always wanted and it genuinely upsets me ppl r being so mean abt it.

bianca + naomi + jade v damage ctrl: when bianca came in I feel like it rlly picked up for me. she was killing them bro. but seriously, they all did so good and it's so awesome three strong, beautiful, and powerful black women got to do that, and got to win. I also absolutely loved asukas face paint. that's my wife guys... all of them looked so very good and they killed it. I loved it so much.

sami v gunther: if I'm being completely honest with u all, my favorite match of the night. I genuinely cried and started shaking when sami won because I really didn't think he would! like I'm so so very happy he won I'm so so very proud of him and just. wow. wow wow wow. and thank you gunther for the greatest intercontinental championship reign of all time, god bless u and I know he's gonna move on to do even bigger things.

cody + seth v rock + roman: well. I knew rock and roman would win, because of all the rumblings of people needing to help cody tommrow. It just made sense, and it's obvious they want cody winning and roman losing to be the biggest deal absolutely possible. and they should! it's going to be great! that doesn't mean it still doesn't upset me that cody and seth lost :/ . I know seth is probably losing tommrow as well and that just makes me sad. he's so great and he did fantastic in that match. as did cody. as did roman. and the rock, well. he was there! that's for sure! I did think that match was better than I thought it would be but yeah. so glad seth got his main event and he really showed out.

okay there

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tuiyla · 2 years

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“He's [Finn] just as much of a pathetic meow meow when it comes to status and image as Quinn is.” Can you elaborate on this. I rlly want to hear more of your thoughts.

Sure thing, calling out Finn's hypocrisy is my fav hobby

So basically everyone agrees that Quinn is obsessed with status. Whether that's because of her upbringing or a combo of things, doesn't really matter because the fact of the matter is she desperately wants to be on top. Both in high school and as we see later in college and life too, at least until the writers changed their minds. She dates quarterbacks and even bigger than the trauma of an unwanted pregnancy is what it does to her reputation. She seeks prom queen to get that validation from her peers that yes, she's on top, she's the best. In reality we can recognize Quinn just wants love - well, Quinn needs love. But she wants status because she thinks that's what helps her achieve it and general happiness.

That's what most agree on. Quinn gets a lot of shit for it in fact and criticisms of her as person often say all this makes her vapid and such. But here's the thing, they're very similar with Finn in this way. See, Finn cares so, SO much about what people think. Maybe the way I put it before wasn't quite right because he doesn't care about status as much, at least not as consciously as Quinn does. But the girls do tend to be more self-aware than the guys. Regardless, Finn is as obsessed with how people perceive him as Quinn is. It takes a good chunk of season 1 for him to finally fully commit to Glee because he caves under peer pressure that says it's lame. Even though he "makes a stance" in the Pilot, it comes back time and again to how embarrassed Finn is. And a lot of that has to do with how his teammates use homophobic language to degrade him for being in Glee Club. Given that Finn isn't gay and that kind of bullying should hold no weight, it's entirely him giving into toxic masculinity and being terrified of getting anything less than the straight white guy treatment he's used to.

It's the same reason he also has to learn the lesson of choosing protecting Kurt over his own image twice. Wow he sure has to learn a lot of things twice huh. He'd rather stand by and do nothing about intense bullying than be associated with the bullied, for fear he'll be at the receiving end. And it's not like that fear isn't valid but he's also in a place of privilege where he could have done something but chose to protect his own image. Even when the rest of the Glee jocks were ready to throw hands. And putting the homophobia stuff aside for a second, we also see how intensely jealous he gets of guys who threaten to outperform him. Sam when he becomes QB, Blaine when he joins the New Directions. Finn is so incredibly insecure about his own sense of self that anyone threatening that gets the aggressive treatment. You could also argue the same about Jesse coming in and sweeping Rachel off her feet. Finn had just told her he doesn't want to date her but he's suddenly interested again because he wants Rachel's attention back.

Just as Quinn looks for external validation every chance she gets and builds her whole high school life, misguidedly, around getting that within the traditional social hierarchy, Finn does the same. He builds his identity first around being QB and then around being the Glee Club leader. We see him crumble when confronted with the reality of his own loserdom in season 3. He misses out on a football scholarship and he has no future in the arts, all the while his girlfriend is on track to become the star she is. That's what's been behind the season 1 and 2 decisions, too, that he's terrified of having that mirror held up and realizing that he is a loser. But even being a loser is something he himself comes up with because he puts so much of his self-worth into being a popular jock (and a lead vocalist to an extent) and not really looking into things that wouldn’t make him that popular but would be fulfilling. Like teaching.

He and Quinn, had they stayed together, would have been the definition of peaking in high school. Finn especially because he just has it so good that he refuses to think about a life outside high school, and when his greatest strengths within that life are threatened he panics. Basically, Finn believes all he has is his high school image and puts all his self-worth into this fragile concept, and thus goes to great lengths to protect it. I mean, how can people say only Quinn was image-obsessed when they have a shared plot about trying to stay popular? When he gets such an ego boost post-Sue Sylvester Shuffle that he's even willing to go back to the ex who lied about having his baby. It feeds his ego and image though, so, must be true love. Finn might not have consciously realized a lot of this and he might not have cared as much about prom court, for example. But I believe that's because he failed to see the intricacies of the high school status quo as much as Quinn did. Otherwise, they're very similar in this way.

I feel like this got rambly but I'll most likely return to this topic (and feel free to ask for clarification or elaboration). And I haven't even touched on how, as a result of trying so hard for this top dog image, both Finn and Quinn are crushed under high expectations they brought on themselves. Isn't high school fun?

#so this isn't exactly anti right it's just critical #glee asks #fuinn #finn asks #finn hudson #quinn fabray #bonniesdamons

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nightttdreamers · 2 years

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But I Thought They Burned Hot Topic Down / Stan x Kyle

yay another south park fic! this is part one of a three part woooo!! would love any feedback on this. i know the premise is cheesy i promise its not rlly abt vampires. maybe read it on ao3 for format reasons :)

Link | 3k words | Chapter 1/3 “sorry that you’re super depressed”

Stanley Marsh is a vampire. Kyle Broflovski still loves him.

Kyle is 16. Stan is 17.

The two probably hadn’t had a real conversation since they were about 12, maybe 13. It isn’t exactly clear when their friendship began to fizzle out, Kyle tells anyone who asks that he doesn’t even remember, though he does. It’s not like it mattered, he had no plans to reconcile with the other and the sentiment seemed to be returned.

Yet, here he stands in front of Stanley Marsh’s door, feeling just as small as his middle school self despite the fact that he’s grown a considerable amount. Maybe it's the large “KEEP OUT” sign on the door that’s bringing him back due to just how childish it feels. He contemplates turning around, telling Mrs. Marsh that he tried and got rejected. Sorry, your son is a lost cause. He then recalled how upset his own mother got when he said he didn’t want to go see Stan. He’d say he tried, Sheila would say he didn’t try hard enough and send him back, she was always stubborn like that.

Kyle let out a sigh, rocked back and forth on his heels for a second, and knocked on the door.

“Mom, please just leave me alone,” says a faint voice from inside.

“It’s not your mom,” Kyle replies, preparing himself for rejection.

There’s silence for long enough that Kyle is once again ready to call it quits. Until he hears a faint “Kyle?”

How long has it been since he’s heard Stan say his name?

“Yeah, it’s me,” Kyle replies. “Can I come in?”

“Did my mom tell you to come here?”

Kyle rolls his eyes. “No, but she probably told my mom who told me to. Look, can you just let me in? Honestly, you’re doing me a bigger favor than I’m doing you. We don’t even need to talk.”

There’s some shuffling from inside before the door opens. Stan is looking at him pointedly, blue eyes locking with Kyle’s. There’s none of the I haven’t seen you this close in years, you look exactly the same, you’re an entirely different person sensation that Kyle is feeling in his expression. He just looks annoyed. After a moment, Stan simply turns around and sits back on his bed. Kyle follows, closing the door behind him. He stays by the door, just looking over the other. His hair has gotten longer, especially in the back. The pallor of his face makes the dark circles under his eyes look even more pronounced. Kyle’s seen him at school, but there he’s a star football player, always beaming, surrounded by friends. Now, in the dim light of his bedroom, he’s just a greasy teenager.

“You pierced your ears,” Kyle notes neutrally. Stan lifts a hand to the dark stud on one side, feeling it before nodding. This is off to a shit start. “Uh, your mom said you’re like, really depressed. That sucks.”

“I thought you said we didn’t have to talk,” Stan says, looking back to him with that same expression.

Kyle promptly shuts up, lips tightening into a line. Stan exhales, moving over on his bed a bit. “You can sit if you want.”

Kyle joins him on the bed, keeping a good distance. “Thanks.” Stan nods again and leans back against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. He doesn’t look particularly pissed off, just tired. Kyle takes a moment to look around his room, which has barely changed since the last time he was there. There’s a few different posters for bands on the walls, but the most notable feature is just how messy it is, beyond the typical piles of dirty laundry that Kyle will let build up. There’s just stuff everywhere, books on the ground, empty bottles of water and laundry detergent and uneaten plates of food. Kyle feels the urge to get up and just start cleaning.

“Is my mom really telling everyone I’m depressed?” Stan asks.

Sheila’s voice rings in his mind. ‘Kyle, your friend Stanley is having a hard time. His mother says he hardly goes to school, he doesn’t see anyone, he won’t leave his room. I want you to go over there and try to talk to him, you’re a good boy, bubbeh, you’ll rub off on him.’ Kyle shakes his head. “I mean, I haven’t seen you at school in two months, your mom says you’re ‘not yourself,’ I can put two and two together.”

“Why do you care if I’m at school or not?” Stan asks, mumbling.

“Because when one of the most popular guys in our grade drops off the face of the earth people notice,” Kyle says tersely. “And I know how you get sometimes. Or, I guess how you used to get.” Stan looks oddly wounded by this, gaze fixed on the ground. Kyle feels like he’s doing everything wrong. He does remember how Stan would get, especially when things got hard at home. He was prone to shutting down, closing the world out. The only thing that’s changed is that he used to let Kyle in. “I mean, you joined the goth kids that one time.”

Stan cracks a small smile at this which instantly makes Kyle feel lighter. “They understood me when no one else did.”

“Oh, fuck off. They just played into your cringe edgelord schtick.”

“Yeah, that was pretty fucking cringe. I think I still have that black hat.”

“You probably need it for when you come back to school. You can let everyone know that your absence was actually super dark and mysterious.” Stan nods absentmindedly, his smile fading. Kyle inches closer on the bed, watching him. “You’re coming back, right?” Stan’s not answering, facing away from him. Kyle feels a tightness in his chest, he’s closing me out again. “Stan,” he says, tone pleading for a response.

“I don’t know,” Stan finally murmurs.

Kyle lets out a frustrated scoff. “You don’t know? What does that even mean? Dude, it’s school, it’s not something you can just opt out of.”

“I’ve been ‘opting out’-” he says in a mocking tone, “-for a good while now. I think I can keep it up.”

“So what, you’re just gonna sit in this disgusting room all day? Look at you!” Kyle grabs Stan’s wrist, yanking it towards him so they can actually look at each other. Stan quickly pulls it back, but doesn’t turn away again. “You look like shit, Stan.”

“Real nice,” Stan replied flatly.

“I know you, you’re just gonna rot away in here-”

“You don’t know anything about me!” Stan cuts Kyle off, voice raising.

Kyle’s fists are clenched at his sides. “That’s not true! Whatever’s going on with you, I know you need help.”

“Didn’t your mom force you to come here? You’re just trying to make yourself feel better. You don’t even fucking care about me!”

The accusation hangs in the air between them. Stan’s jaw is clenched. Kyle shrinks back. After a moment, he asks, in a quiet voice, “How could you say that?”

They were 12. It was after a Friday night with the rest of the gang. Stan and Kyle always left together. They’d walk back to whoever’s house was closest and spend the night there, staying up late and playing video games. Stan was recovering from his most recent breakup with Wendy. Kyle doesn’t remember all of the details anymore. He remembers how sheepish Stan was when he told Kyle he didn’t need a girlfriend as long as they had each other. He remembers how quiet it was after he leaned forward and kissed the dark-haired boy. He remembers Stan staring at him, eyes wide, completely still. He remembers running the entire way back home.

They didn’t hang out again after that, at least not alone. Gradually, they stopped seeing each other all together. Stan climbed the social ladder easily in high school, especially through football. Kyle became irrelevant in his life except for the occasional “Didn’t you used to be friends with that geek?”

His face feels hot. The longer Stan takes to respond, the stronger that impulse to run gets. Kyle opens his mouth, ready to make up some bullshit excuse and leave rather than admit I actually care so deeply for you in the same way I have since we were kids even though we haven’t spoken in five years.

But Stan speaks first. “I’m sorry.”

Kyle stares at him, brows knit together. “What?” He replies, dumbly.

“I’m sorry. I’m just being a dick.” Stan looks sincere as he deflates, leaning back against the wall again. “I know you care about me. It’s just- you shouldn’t.”

Kyle frowns. “Yeah, well, you don’t get much of a choice in that,” he says, picking nervously at his nails. Stan doesn’t push it any further, and Kyle really doesn’t want to continue that conversation. But, it’s quiet again, so he needs to say something to lighten the mood or he’s going to be crushed. “I think I’ve gotten used to how rancid it smells in here now. My nose might just not work anymore though.”

Again, Stan smiles softly. “I’m really committing to the whole ‘rotting in bed’ thing.”

“Dude, you’ve got a combination of dirty laundry and uneaten food that’s marinating in all the shit

everywhere.” Kyle scans the room once more, picking out specific items amongst the mess. “Your trophies are on the floor, I can’t even see your video games anymore and-” His gaze fixates on one particular item that’s out of place, specifically because it’s neatly situated on Stan’s desk. “Dude, is that a collar?”

“No,” Stan replies incredibly quickly. “It’s super gross in here, I know, you can’t even fucking see what’s what-”

Kyle stands, stepping over the mess to Stan’s desk. “Is this like part of your new emo style or-”

Stan rushes to his side, still talking over Kyle. “You shouldn’t touch that- or anything, ‘cause it’s so dirty-”

Kyle picks up the small collar in his hand, looking at the tag. “This is Cartman’s cat’s collar.” It was a little while ago that they found the cat’s corpse just outside of the woods. Kyle remembers it only because Cartman made a big show of accusing him of killing it out for his ‘Jew-y blood libel ritual.’

The boys just stare at each other for a second. Stan can watch the gears turning in Kyle’s head, Kyle can see Stan’s panic setting in. They both speak at the same time.

“Did you kill Cartman’s cat?”

“I swear I can explain it-”

Kyle takes a step back from him, looking down at the collar and seeing the stains of blood. “Oh god,” he drops it to the floor.

“Just hear me out, man-”

“Did you do it?” Stan presses his lips together tightly and nods. All Kyle can muster out is a weak “What the fuck?”

“I know, it seems bad,” Stan tries to start, but Kyle won’t let him explain. He doesn’t want to hear how Stan just felt so terrible he had to kill some poor animal.

“Aren’t you a fucking vegetarian?”

Stan pinches the bridge of his nose, eyes shut tight. “Kyle, please just listen to me.”

“Please, Stan, tell me why you murdered Eric Cartman’s cat,” he says sarcastically. “Are you fucked in the head or something?”

The way that Stan looks at him is terrifying. There is an intensity to his gaze that makes Kyle feel like he’s the next victim. However, instead of murdering him, Stan simply pulls the hair around his neck back and turns.

Kyle leans in a little, seeing two faint, circular scars on Stan’s neck. “The cat bit you?”

Stan lets out a frustrated sigh. “Kyle, don’t panic, okay?”

“Why are you saying that?” Stan puts his hands on the other’s shoulders, bringing him close. “What are you doing? Dude-” Stan opens his mouth the same way he used to smile uncomfortably for photos. However, up this close, Kyle can see what he’s trying to show him. Two sharp fangs poke out from beneath his upper lip. The realization dawns on him quickly, showing plainly in his expression. “Is this a fucking joke?” Kyle asks, though he knows it isn’t.

“Please don’t start screaming,” Stan pleads, pulling his hands away. Kyle nods, breathing deeply, biting down on the insides of his lips. “Kyle? You gonna be okay?” Kyle folds his arms over his chest, giving Stan a shaky thumbs up as he crosses the room. He needs the space to process this. Stan just watches him, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.

“So this is why you’ve been missing?” Kyle asks, staring at the wall.

“Uh-huh,” Stan replies.

“And why you don’t leave your room?”

“I mean, I leave at night sometimes.”

“And you don’t eat anything because you just need to drink...”

“Yep, yeah.”

“So you…You ate Cartman’s cat?”

“I didn’t mean to! It was my first time going outside after the whole transformation thing and I saw the cat and I just- I lost control. I took the collar because I wanted them to think it was a stray, I don’t know. I panicked. I swear I can control it so much better now, seriously. I went on a whole solo hunting trip and I’m fine with animals and once I’ve, uh, fed, I’m good for a while!” Stan looks at Kyle with a nervous smile. “Please say something.”

“You ate Cartman’s cat,” Kyle repeated, a strange smile curling his lips.

“I know,” Stan said, tentatively stepping closer to him.

Kyle began to chuckle, an empty, bizarre laugh. “That’s insane, this whole thing is fucking insane.”

Unconsciously, Stan smiled too. “Why are you laughing? I’m being serious.”

“I know, I just think my brain went into shock,” Kyle replies, still laughing. Stan watches him, taking a seat back on his bed. Once the fit subsides, Kyle sits beside him. “Dude, what the literal fuck.”

Stan nods. Both of their smiles fade. Kyle just looks at him, taking it all in once more. It makes sense, maybe less sense than if Stan was just having an awful depressive episode, but it still makes sense. It’s a lot to take in. Kyle can only imagine how Stan has been feeling. He feels like a dick, coming in here and yelling at Stan about things like friendship and school which feel very small now.

“I’m sorry you’ve had to deal with this shit on your own.”

Stan gulps, speaking in a high, uneasy voice. “It’s fine. I mean, the transformation was a nightmare ‘cause I kinda died and came back? And then my mom kept knocking but I thought if I unlocked the door I’d probably kill her. I also have to keep lying to her and ignoring all of my friends because I can’t tell people the truth or they’d hunt me down with torches and stuff.”

Before Stan can continue, Kyle has his arms wrapped around him in a tight hug. After a few seconds, Stan wraps his arms around the other, pressing his face against his shoulder. The two stay like that for some time. Kyle holds Stan until he’s not shaking anymore, feeling tears wet his shirt. Stan grips his shirt, pulling away eventually, wiping his face with his sleeve.

“Fuck,” Stan breathes out, leaning back against the wall. “Please don’t tell anyone.”

“Dude, I would never,” Kyle says, standing up. “Let me help you clean up in here. I’m serious about how bad it smells.” Stan nods, rubbing his eyes again. “I can clean, you should sleep, dude. I’ll tell your mom we had a heart-to-heart and you’ve changed for the better. We can figure this shit out later.”

“I don’t sleep,” Stan says, looking up at him. Kyle feels a pang in his chest. Stan doesn’t look so pale and exhausted because he’s not taking care of himself, it’s just who he is now.

Kyle swallows. “Shit. Take a mental rest, then. Put some music on. I’ll be right back.” He waits for Stan to give him the go-ahead before he leaves the room. Kyle pauses just outside his door, taking a breath. There’s a million things running through his mind right now, most of them terrible, but he’s holding on to one good thing: He’s with Stan again. He doesn’t know if it’ll last very long, or even past tonight, but at least for now he can help him.

Sharon Marsh is sitting at the kitchen table when Kyle walks in. She looks up at him, a nervous, expectant look on her face. Kyle gives her a small smile. “I’m gonna help him clean up his room. I,” he pauses, trying to find the right words. “I think he’ll be okay.” Sharon smiles, grabbing him some cleaning supplies while thanking him for coming. Kyle’s barely listening, too lost in his own thoughts. Will he be okay?

Stan is still sitting on his bed when Kyle comes back, playing some music softly from his phone.

Kyle holds up the garbage bag Sharon gave him. “I’m just gonna purge your shit.” Stan gives him a thumbs-up and Kyle gets to work. It’s not too bad. Kyle doesn’t hate cleaning, actually, it makes him feel a lot better to fix up a space. As more and more of the floor is revealed, he feels a nice satisfaction. Plus, he talks to Stan while he works. They don’t really dwell on the whole Stan-isn’t-human-anymore thing, mostly catching up from the last few years, complaining about teachers and peers and parents. It’s clear Stan missed talking to people, since he fills up most of the silence. After almost two hours of cleaning, Kyle has successfully gotten the garbage out, put most belongings back, and thrown all the clothes together in one corner. It’s not perfect, but it’s a lot better.

“Did you mean what you said before?” Stan asks softly, just after Kyle’s tied off the garbage bag.

“About what?” He asks, looking over at him.

“Figuring this out with me.”

Kyle knows he’s doing this in part because he misses Stan. Also, there’s all those unresolved 12-year-old feelings inside him. But, beyond that, he’s enjoyed tonight so much. Even though he almost had a nervous breakdown and they fought for the first part of the night, Kyle enjoys being with Stan more than anyone else. “Of course, dude.”

“It’s okay if you want to bail. Seriously, I didn’t tell you because I, like, wanted your help. I told you because I didn’t want you to think I was some psycho cat murderer.”

Kyle doesn’t believe that entirely, but he still says, “I know. But I want to help you, really.” Stan gives him a very sweet smile, relief evident on his face. “Uh, so, random question,” Kyle asks.

“Go for it,” Stan says.

“Is it weird if I ask you to play some Blood Demon 3 with me right now?” Stan bursts out laughing and Kyle blushes with embarrassment. “It’s a serious question! I want to know if it's offensive to you!”

Stan tries his best to stop laughing for just long enough to say, “Dude, I missed you.”

#south park #sp style #style sp #stan x kyle #Stan Marsh/Kyle Broflovski #stan marsh x kyle broflovski #style south park #fanfiction #south park fanfiction #south park fic #style fic #stan x kyle fanfic #sorry i tag so much i hope no one sees all these #vampire au #vampire #slow burn #romance #childhood friends to lovers

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skunkes · 2 years

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hiii im going to do a rundown on Al's whole deal. Since its a general overview of him im going to try to keep brief. its still long! but a concise length instead of the extra rambling cheye loves if that makes sense. Not expecting anyone to read it all, bc its novel length, spaced out further for easier reading, but its Here for future ref for anybody inchersted. ^_^

↪️Trying to utilize oc text tag more ^_^

warning for brief mention of. non consensual acts. Assault. It's not glorified or graphically detailed. And even narratively, it is not treated...gratuitously?

There is a warning preceeding the paragraph that mentions it as well. ^_^

🐄 Al is a sort of stereotypical farm guy from TX (accent and all), his parents had him at a pretty young age and they love each other ^_^ Al very much has the "my mom/dad is my bff" relationship w them. They're also both very nice people. Al's dad also works at local flower shoppe and his mom is a carpenter/a local handyma'am. Theyd live in one of those smaller towns so wld be very involved w community, and wld sell and share any surplus of what they had on farm. Al is like. Early 30's currently, actually (like, Today). I keep trying to pause his age while i catch up to him but it jst keeps rising every year like i swear he'll be 40 next yr (JORK)

🌱 Al has always been a born caretaker, he likes taking care of things! He would be the first to offer to hold and babysit any new babies in his family, + liked playing house with baby dolls and/or the farm animals as a child. Heartbroken when he wasnt meant to have any siblings. He has always enjoyed the company of children, as a child and once he got older. He likes to take care of animals, he likes the process of nurturing plants to adulthood, he loves helping you when you are sick. Not only that but he likes talking things through with people and giving them advice. Very much Dad Friend.

🍎 Al was victim to one of those teachers that has it out for You Only as a child once he was growing more, and would sort of encourage ostracizing him in class. She'd often make unfounded comments about like. I bet this kid is going to be such a brute when he grows up!! Just look at how much taller and bigger he is than everyone already!!! Stay away from him lest he hurts you!! But more cruelly. Which really instilled a sort of Self Terror in his heart. Even now he's massively afraid of hurting others by accident even tho he's a grown ass adult. It's that sort of thing that sticks with you. Like my god Mrs. Whatever in 4th grade told everyone I was going to be an evil monster what if she's right. Al usually tells his parents everything but he never told them about this. Sadly he ends up not telling them about the most important stuff.

🏈 High school Al was still good and nice ^_^ bt things started getting sort of sucks for him around here. He was an avid sports player and was quite popular w people. He's. Not the best at choosing partners and it was around this time that people would sort of date him just to be the person dating that guy from the football team, without rlly caring about him. Status symbol. A trophy. It sort of drained him as he rlly would pour all of his romantic efforts onto each person fully, like Okay, THIS Will Be The Person I Marry One Day ^_^ not really grasping that they didn't actually Care about him as a person.

📚 This continues into college, I wish I cld go into the depths of HOW this all affected him but it gets a little more suggestive in nature so I can't, but he gets really desperate to have ANYBODY stay with him instead of constantly tossing him aside that he gains some bad habits in people pleasing, and loses a lot of self worth because he is a hopeless romantic, and wants somebody to be with. This is also where he copes with his feelings by overworking himself with studies as a distraction, so he loses friends and doesnt easily gain more, making it all worse with no real outside support. He'll tell his parents about new partners, but not the full picture so they cant help as much as they could if they knew. The full thing. They are very :/ about what he does tell them though

Content warning: Ok mention of assault is here, non graphic detailed, the emotional aftermath is. Al ends up with what is his worst partner, who constantly raises her voice at him and almost escalates to physical harm. She does put her hands on him at some point, and its infrequent and leaves him on edge all the time. He never leaves first in these situations bc he's been convinced it's all his fault, always (and he doesnt want to be. The brute his grade school teacher said he'd always become). She frequently invalidates his kindness and mistreats him. Like "stop smiling at me", breaking things he makes for her, ruining or throwing away his personal things, stomping on all his goodhearted intentions levels of cruelty.

Anyway, one night she forgoes his consent wrt intimacy and he freezes as it happens from the absolute shock of...consent being ignored like that and everything sort of plummets from there. He thinks its all his fault, and feels bad over...feeling bad about it. On top of feeling bad about it. Like he kicks himself for feeling bad about it when he could have easily just removed himself from the situation, being much taller and stronger than her (<- his unhealthy reasoning btw) and everything about it hurts him to think about. He feels stupid when it should be a non issue to him. (AGAIN... his warped reasoning not like the way i feel about it).

She leaves him soon after for his reaction to all this and verbally berates him for it so he's all alone again + in an even worse mental state than before. To this day he hasn't told his parents (+ didnt tell anybody back then either), because he's afraid they would also make fun of him and think it was a non issue when in reality they literally could have helped save him from further anguish. (He eventually does have an arc where he tells them and there's lots of crying). He's just constantly near tears over everything at this point. He doesn't understand why this happened or what's wrong with him that made somebody think he was a prime target for all of this.

(end of potentially triggering, touchy content)

⛈️ All anybody notices is that he starts to overwork himself in all aspects. When he graduates and gets a random diner job and he works as much as possible, in his free time he takes up odd jobs so that he can be working. He moves out from farm home so that he doesnt have to deal with the shame of literally All of It. All the failed connections he's had with other people, because it must mean He is a failed person and everyone must be able to sniff this out immediately.

He easily makes friends but cant sustain the relationships because he has to be working on something so he doesnt have to think about the mistreatment, or the ""assault"" (he doesnt treat it as something serious) or being alone, because what if he just finds someone else who treats him worse. He gets it now! He attracts people who will treat him badly. For some reason he's incapable of finding somebody who wont. And if he has nobody to take care of he has to focus that energy elsewhere to be worth anything to anyone. He works himself to unhealthy exhaustion. Always. Anything to not think about himself or any of it. Has a hard time maintaining his health around here bc he does not. Care. What happens to him. Talking to parents less and less, making them worry.

💘 (Suggestive in nature text incoming) he ends up actually having healthy!!! hook ups w ppl that enjoy his company and him as a person but he cant trust himself enough to pursue things further, thinking himself a omen of bad luck in love, further isolating.

⛅ He does eventually get past this \^_^/ and finds friends and people who help him take it easy and reassure him he is not worthless if he isn't working, that he can enjoy caring for others but its okay to be taken care of as well. He is very emotional still, and still gets very nervous about hurting others. He's very considerate to make extra sure he doesn't hurt others be it with his words or physically.

Like he wants to make sure nobody is treated the way he's been treated. He thinks he is a good person and is capable of being outwardly confident but he still struggles a lot with self worth after how he's been treated and tossed aside by very many people he thought cared about him. Despite him thinking he's had an easy life with 0 problems compared to everyone else the ppl who care ab him finally wrangle him into therapy for all this and he still struggles.

🎒 Also as things progress he realizes he would much rather be able to frequently help kids vs having any of his own, so he plans on going back and becoming some sort of grade school math teacher \^_^/ he is very good at math. Have not planned when this happens exactly. But its perfect for him, and it sort of heals him from his Bad Experience w Teacher as a child. Becomes the sort of teacher you still think about 20 yrs after but in the good way, as well as teacher who goes out of his way to help kids who are goinf thru difficult situations \^_^/ if one day i remove myself from his story i will write it in that he fosters/adopts children/teens with somebody he loves as well. ^_^

If you read all this THANK YU...sorry i write so much. Obvs al has other facets of personality and how he is as a person but this is more like. Loose backstory and hashtag plot or w.e. ^_^ i love my guyyy

#talkys #long post -#oc text

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basilly · 2 years

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would you perhaps write something where a shorter reader with they/them prns steals their clothes hoodies and even shirts

whoever you want but my preferences would be dteam, wilbur and ranboo/p

its totally chill if you don't do this (:

-🎨

"𝐲𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐤" || 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ note: short blurb for u anon :)) also ngl this is partiallyyyy based off of me

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ pronouns: they/them but not rlly mentioned

it all started with a short message, one that would send you into a bundle of nerves from the moment you hit send.

"haha you should let me steal one of your hoodies" "mm maybe"

frowning that you didn't get a direct answer, you had hoped it leaned towards yes.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

"here."

a hoodie was dropped into your hands, the plush fleece immediately creating warmth against your cold palms. your cheeks and lips immediately formed a smile, lifting it up to observe it.

a rich forest green hoodie, printed on the front "dream smp high football". slipping your arms into the sleeves, you hook the neckhole around your head and let the hoodie drop onto your figure.

"if you hadn't handed this to me, i would've definitely stolen it from your closet."

the hoodie was huge. dream's tall frame made his fitting hoodies incredibly oversized on you. the hem fell past your butt, the sleeves going way past your hands. dream spoke first, silently giggling.

"it's bigger than i thought on you." "i'm not that tallest, you know." "it's cute, i like it."

you quickly pulled the neckline to cover your growing smile, feeling the heat rising on your face.

"yea ok, sure dream."

#dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt fanfic #mcyt imagine #mcyt headcanons #mcyt fluff #mcyt fic #mcyt fanfiction #dreamwastaken fanfic #dream fanfic #dream smp fanfiction #dream smp fluff #dreamwastaken fluff #dream fluff #dream smp x reader

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jayflrt · 2 years

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OMG I THOUGHT YOU WERE GETTING INTERACTIONS FROM GLUCOSE GUARDIAN BOTS ON THE LAST ASK 💀💀💀

omg it's been forever but the flicker performance literally still lives in my head with a mortgage and everything ‼️‼️ i'll always be bitter they changed the key for the enha version but whatever 🚶‍♂️ butterfly too !! that was such a good performance omg !! iland heeseung i will never forget you <33333

the stuff with into the iland was so ☹️☹️ i felt terrible for him i thought his leading techniques were okay ;-; but he handled it well i think

speaking of geonu though do you stan his group justb? i honestly wasn't planning on it but then it turned out i already knew most if the members from others things and i couldn't stop myself 💀

you should check them out if you haven't already ! bang yonguk from bap produced their debut song damage it's really good :> their lores pretty cool too lol

-meatball

WAIT. I JUST REALIZED. GLUCOSE GUARDIAN = SUGAR DADDY. BYE

and oh my god right !!!! idk there’s something about the iland ver of flicker that has me 😮‍💨😮‍💨 it’s just so much more ????? it’s got Flavor 🧘‍♀️ omg and i loved i&credible sm but my absolute fav performance was the last into the iland one 💝 it just makes me so emotional 🤧

yeah i thought heeseung was doing well !!! considering he was sacrificing his own practice to help others, but i also do understand why they would be wary since he wanted to change the moves a little but i think they should’ve all just spoken to heeseung directly w everyone instead of rounding everyone up and discussing it without him before jumping on him ab it 😭 i can tell he was very hesitant to take on a bigger leadership position after that but at least he still shone 🌷

OH YEAH JUSTB !!! i don’t keep up with them super much but i do love them 🤧🤧 i’ve biased doyum from under 19 (you should see his shangri-la performance!!!) so him in the group is like the best thing ever to me ♡ it’s crazy that he was 15 when the show started 😵‍💫 and omg the football concept was so cool i loved it !!! i haven’t rlly looked into their lore tho what’s the concept they’re going for? :o

#💌 : jayflrt love notes #meatball anon

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nahoyaglock · 3 years

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Haikyuu characters in Marchingband

+ w/ headcanons

warnings: mentions of underage smoking + drinking

a/n: i made this w my friend (@bigger-simp-than-kazuichi) and added ourselves bc idk, i miss marching band

even if ur not in mb or know alot of the terms it'd be helpful if you could read this and reblog, its rlly appreciated

also sorry for the long ass headcanons

Drum majors

semi, shirabu

Pit

terushima ! section leader, all of johzenji (i got lazy lol)

Clarinet

sugawara ! section leader, kageyama ! gets a solo, konoha, ginjima, hoshiumi

Flute

reon ! section leader, ennoshita, fukunaga, shibayama, washio

Saxophones

Alto sax

kinoshita, komi, onaga, yukie

Tenor sax

frobi (i couldn't help it i love mb), narita, kyotani

Bari sax

matsukawa ! section leader, tsukishima

Trumpet

oikawa ! section leader, bokuto ! gets a solo, kuroo, akaashi, akagi, sachiro

Mellophone

hanamaki ! section leader, kunimi, sarukui, kita, tendou

Baritone

aran ! section leader, yahaba, kindaichi, watari, inuoka

Trombone

omimi ! section leader, yamaguchi, lev, futakuchi

Sousaphone

iwaizumi ! section leader, asahi, aone

Drumline/Battery

Snare

ushijima ! section leader, tanaka, kai, suna

Tenors/Quads

taketora ! section leader, koganegawa, hyakuzawa

Bass

atsumu ! section leader, kenma, moniwa, levy (@bigger-simp-than-kazuichi), taichi

Cymbals

daisho ! section leader, yachi, kaori

Colorguard

kiyoko ! section leader, hinata, daichi ! gets a solo, nishinoya, yaku, sakunami, osamu, komori, kuguri, hiroo, hayato, goshiki

Headcanons

levy dating iwa and me dating kyotani qkchsjxjx im not sorry <3

barisax players would start beef and talk shit (to mainly guard)

hinata hits kageyama with a flag during kageyama’s solo

hinata also hits tsukishima (intentional)

hinata gets scolded by Ukai and has to run laps around the field

suna has all the goods 🥴🥴

suna and daisho are the potheads of the battery

ushijima tried weed once but thought it didn’t suit him

aone is new to sousaphone so iwaizumi teaches him outside of practice

tanaka and kiyoko are the "percussion/colorguard couple” 🤢

i love tanaka and kiyoko but percussion/colorguard couples are so 🤢🤢

shirabu was mad that he wasn’t the main drum major but let it go knowing that it was semi’s last year

daisho probably tells yachi terrible marchingband stories to scare her

kaoris cymbal fell off during a performance

terushima flirts with girls from other bands, so does mattsun.. and makki

kunimi hit kindaichi with his bell once during practice

kogane always steps off his with his right foot

kunimi, yahaba, and hyakuzawa always march out of time

daichi is on rifle and thats so sexy

shibayama and inuoka would help the pit after practices

osamu hits atsumu with his flag purposely

makki always tells kindaichi, lev, and yamaguchi that their plume is on backwards

so does mattsun >:))

goshiki grabbed the wrong flag one time

USHIJIMA AS SNARE CAPTAIN, THATS TO SEXC 🤤🤤

ushijima doing six-tuplets 🥵🥵

asahi wanted to play clarinet but got switched to sousa because hes big

kunimi, kyotani, and tsukishima hate the battery

kageyama tries to correct sugawara

mb rule number 1: rookies never correct vets, no matter how right the rookie is

sugawara lowkey hates kageyama and wishes he got a solo

one time kyotanis shako slipped in front of his eyes and he hit matsukawa

lev and bokuto almost always miss their dots

lev marches w bent legs, ew </3

kuroo drives his car on the football field

aran is the fastest runner

ushi, akaashi, and makki are the best marchers

iwa treats his section to mcdonalds

the drumline always brings panda express to pep-band games

oikawa and konoha skipped pep-band days and had to write a 10 page essay

lev always snuck his friends into the pep-band section

me and tendou would always forget to bring water

kyotani shared water w me tho <3

yukie and mattsun would always chip their reed

levy, tanaka, and yachi would damage their instrument before an important comp

colorguard as section hangouts all the time

i will say it again, daichi on rifle I WILL BUST A NUT

battery boys flirt with colorguard bc battery are a bunch of fuckboys, dont date battery !!

ushijima probably knows drummers from other top schools

futakuchi probably smokes w/ suna and daishou

suna, daishou, kai and atsumu teach the first years how to roll a blunt

yukie always trips over the prop

senior-less run was a mess

THE SENIOR HUGLINE WAS ALSO A MESS ;-;

me crying over bestie bo graduating

senior letters aochzk <//3

band camp the next year, the seniors comeback to watch our cookout performance with jazz camp

goshiki would write a two page senior letter to kiyoko and ushijima

goshiki, inuoka, hinata, yamaguchi, kogane, and kindaichi would cry the hardest when the seniors leave

kenma and asahi probably threw up on the field once

kyotani got placed on bus two (battery/colorguard bus 🤢🤢) bc he didnt turn in his letters on time

i made fun of him but then forgot to turn in next months letter and got placed next to him

atsumu and suna blast music on their speaker and battery drums on their drumpads

not fun </3

colorguard spraying setting spray and getting concealer on the seats <///3

overall, we're all one big family minus battery lmao fuck yall /j

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ca1e70-deactivated · 4 years

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a list of my entirely way too niche headcanons ive actually implemented for everyones imagination:

name options ive used and refuse to retire: david elizabeth strider (sometimes i dont feel like being a douche to others and saying thats not his name), harley davidson strider, and david james strider for the sake of simplicity

im not gonna tell yall the like. oc exes ive given him bc thatll take eighteen years.

i dont rlly have an explanation on the ghost thing besides the fact he just can? ive occasionally pulled from family ghost stories and experiences bc i somehow got landed with family members who lived in a haunted house for a decade and enjoy scaring me with all the stories (including the time my cousin literally died on the kitchen floor from a bronchial spasm and one of the friends that was over asked my aunt later what was up with the old man she saw in the corner of the room that night - my cousin is fine btw shes just a huge bitch and a third grade teacher and i dont like her)

whether or not hes done drugs is based on absolutely nothing besides how im feeling in that moment. either hes the designated driver and sober friend forever or he got fired from his job after doing a line at work during graveyard with some random customers theres no inbetween (this absolutely happened @ waho. if dave works at waho hes a mess of a person and thats on the diner itself.)

ok look i hc dave w/schizophrenia besides when i was 14 i had a hyperfixation with learning about it and then at 16 was prescribed a medication and had side effects so wack my therapist genuinely thought 14 yr old me was onto something and its a weird way to cope with the idea that lady put in my head that i might “develop it in my twenties” which i turn 20 this year and i havent been able to stop obsessing and panicking over the prospect so PLEASE dont come in my inbox calling me ableist im not out here all harley quinn in suicide squad with the voices ok hes medicated, he goes to therapy, the hard fast delusion that lil cal was nearly sentient and informed bro of every single thing dave did no matter how asinine it was is no longer a debilitatingly affecting him ANYWAYS

i actually use the chicken/egg farming family pretty often just because its hilarious to me to give dave like. an actual mom and dad. hes literally an uncle to like three different kids he just never visits because they make fun of his skinny jeans and he hates one of his (incredibly bare-bones ocs all of them) brothers who threatened to bash his head in with a little league bat after dave broke his star wars lego set apart on accident (but not rlly) so their parents were like “why dont you stay with your brother in the big city for a lil while champ” and then they just never picked him back up? and thats on favoritism

the other one is that his name is actually david reed and hes the middle child of a family of three who literally live the standard golden retriever white middle class life only they went to disney land or something equally as dumb one year when dave was like 6 and he wandered off so bro literally just went “huh free game” because frankly he was an idiot who thought maybe i should take this kid home because its real dangerous in parking lots and then it was too late to NOT have it seem like a kidnapping and thats why daves never had a summer job, seen his birth certificate, or gone to school. but vaguely remembers what kindergarten was like and having a pet dog and calling someone mom as a kid.

im not making a bullet point about his sex life headcanons just use your imagination and acknowledge the fact bro essentially worked within the sex industry and i enjoy putting dave through trauma as a catharsis

i stopped doing this one usually but if he did go to school hes been in percussion since fifth grade and played the drums in his high schools jazz band as well as various edgy teenager garage bands he likes to pretend dont have a youtube presence and that hes absolutely never been shirtless in front of plenty of his classmates because he wore a hoodie to a show like an idiot. idk occasionally ill put him in an actual band he doesnt hate but keeps separate from his lil turntechGodhead internet persona (which i will ALSO touch upon in a sec) until they wind up getting looped into a tour with some bigger named band that has a show in *insert beta kid here*’s city and hes gotta come clean solely so he can visit his online friend. sorry derseasterous thats the one time weve ever run into each other and i made him have a crush on one of his bandmates i was in my anti-daverose phase where i made dave a hoe and also didnt want to admit i still loved the ship all these years later

i hate it so much but you know the whole vr loli trap voice shit that was popular a while ago? hes fucking baller at it for some reason. he did it as a joke while talking to bro and they both about shat their pants. if im feeling real ambitious, hes got a separate soundcloud solely dedicated to doing dumbass rap covers or making his own but in the voice under the pseudonym elizabeth “beth” davids that he will never admit is his. well, he will, but hes gonna be really fucking embarrassed about it. irony or not.

talking abt seperate soundclouds and stuff ive always had it where turntechGodhead was his like. essentially internet fucking persona facade shit he used because we all had that phase where we wanted memorable urls and stuff but also didnt want to totally ignore the nagging fear of people finding you in real life, until it turned into real life ppl finding you on the internet. so he also has basically an adjacent set of social media under the same name but its just a boring username i havent decided on so everyone he knows irl doesnt mix up with what hes made for himself as TG and the people he knows as TG dont know what highschool he goes to. (this occasionally comes with the territory of ppl on parp being pissed that daves “lying” or “hiding things” from his friends as if he was doing it out of spite instead of just keeping embarrassing tagged photos and videos from football games or when he ate shit at the skatepark from fucking with his “rap career”)

every once in a while i get on a kick where hes just german. like, i just replace houston texas with hamburg germany and have him apply to a university in whatever state is applicable for whoever im chatting with and it goes from there? sometimes he moved when he was little and went through the whole visa thing, sometimes he didnt go through the visa thing, sometimes hes a dual citizen because of family and shit, its all dependent on what suits the situation best.

one that ive been fucking with for a while but hardly break out (until recently with like 5 roses in the span of one day hell yeah) is that he has a neighbor at the end of the hall who is like a thousand year old witch lady that hes basically adopted as his mother figure in lieu of not having one and shes totally cool with it, especially bc when she kicks the bucket she fully plans on giving dave all her occult stuff so her figure-skating coach and realtor daughter doesnt sell it at a garage sale and lets it all go to waste. she also once brought rose up by name in a conversation without any prompting of her existence which dave didnt realize for days, and then one time cryptically stopped and stared at an empty space in the wall, went “she has potential, you know.” then looked at him sitting on her kitchen counter with a smile “lots of it” and hes thought about that weekly ever since. (it is important to note one of the occult items he leaves her is literally her own personal book of shadows shes been filling out for decades its like a 600 page leatherbound book dave has no idea what its used for but the sheer amount of homemade spells and etc in it is like. gonna murder rose the second this chick gets her hands on it i promise you.)

theres the standard strife shit? im not rlly gonna get into those theyre all basically cookie cutter bullshit. its just standard bro and dave abuse talk. i like to inclulde the whole 24hr live cam up in the apartment that definitely watches dave in every room besides his own and the bathroom, but that quickly delves into the prospect of middle-aged men stalking him online and basically sexually harassing him in his own god damn home by talking about how they can see him just trying to take his shoes off in the living room after getting home and frankly? its not one of my best takes! but once you throw it into the headcanon bin, its there forever.

he actually really does do something with his photography but not enough to warrant anything exciting, but he has his own branding for it and regularly takes pictures of his friends or anything else he thinks is moderately interesting enough to take pictures of, but those are just thrown into shoeboxes under his bed in favor of posting genuine shots because he wants to keep his image intact and blurry photos of jade smiling in the tree they climbed up together while bec paws at the base of it while whining isnt exactly something he wants the whole world to see.

i also pretty often but him into either paleontology OR i put him down as trying to become a mortician because he thinks handing roadkill once he graduated from museum giftshop specimens to doing his own taxidermy on the side has prepared him enough to perform an occasional autopsy and start embalming real human corpses. (sometimes i put my own desires in and make them his bc i have to project at some point and put him through the same EMT course i dropped out of bc it was one semester and he already has pretty decent first aid skills, but he definitely didnt expect it to be as fucking wild at times as it is, but whats he gonna do? get a job back at waffle house? the company hes working for just offered to pay like half his associates in paramedicine tuition and hes already got all his pre-recs done when he started for paleo. at least its a stable job and hes got the ability to be compassionate in the moment)

im running out of things that ive done to the poor kid. OH

hes not a virgin he had a girlfriend all four years of high school (shes also one of his optional and designated exes plz keep up) and their relationship ends in one of two ways: she dies in a car accident a week before their high school graduation, or she stops talking to him entirely a week after their high school graduation until a couple years later she gets into (guess what) a car accident with her current wife/girlfriend and dies which leaves behind their daughter. who just so happens to also be daves daughter. her name is hannah and i love her like my own but no one ever likes her and thats on the conditioning of dirk. does dave end up taking her in? yes. shes awesome and the first time he takes her to the park to like run off some fucking steam she disappears for two minutes and dave is moderately terrified until she comes back holding a dead baby squirrel and thats the moment he realizes huh maybe things really do be genetic.

ok at the bottom of the list im gonna add the couple of times hes been a camboy which usually coincides with the live apartment cam thing and the amount of people in his dms calling him hot or whatever, but typically its more of a started the day he turned 18 and basically dipped around 20 in favor of showing up randomly with no warning to complain about a video game dick in hand because it gives him an outlet that wont annoy his friends bc this is the fifteenth time hes had a lot to say this week about a certain boss battle and also the comments fuel his ego and daddy issues.

the last one wasnt the bottom but literally unless its explicitly proven otherwise every time anyone rps with me there is the underlying fact dave strider was a goalie on his high school lacrosse teams all four years and (shocker another one) definitely had the hots for one of his teammates like major hots like first gay experience hots. like it was painfully obvious that teammate also liked him back hots. like one night at a team sleepover one of the other guys was like can yall just makeout and get it over with were fucking tired and dave really had the balls to be offended and ask what the fuck they were talking about while literally sitting halfway in the mans lap bc for some reason they had to share the same chair.

he is also guilty until proven innocent of being the worlds biggest loner outside of that sports team and even though hes literally a jock he still opts to eat his lunch alone in the hallway or something like that and has a tendency to leave girls on read, but bc hes got an in with the rest of the jocks hes basically drug around to plenty of parties and since hes conventionally attractive enough and popular in the aloof way that he is, hes got plenty of tagged insta posts and twitter directs and snapchat streaks going.

THESE WERE ALL NO GAME AND DONT INVOLVE SHIPS BC I LIKE TO KEEP MY OPTIONS OPEN AND THEYRE LITERALLY ALL BASED OFF RPS IVE DONE I HOPE YALL JUDGE ME ACCORDINGLY

#theres probably so many more i mean #ive been on parp for at least 5-6 years now #ive been on cherubplay probably the same amount of time #and my memory is totally shot to fuck but these are just what i know ive done in the last YEAR #or thought were wild enough to remember #i put it under a read more bc frankly its really fucking long #and i dont want this to represent me entirely #these are also heavily situational based and not like. emotion or reaction based much?#some of them are #i guess i could rename this to like. things ive done on parp #but theyre technically still headcanons a lot of them can coincide with whatever #so theyre not very specific situations #anyways #this took me an hour

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curlyshepards · 7 years

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LITERALLY i want all of them for curly shepard

IM SORRY TO THE MOBILE USERS WHO THIS WILL NOT APPEAR UNDER A READ MORE FOR

What does their bedroom look like?

idk why i’m such a firm believer of this BUT: tim and curly share a room, so typically half of it is clean and the other half (curly’s half) is a fucking mess all the time

Do they have any daily rituals?

every day for lunch at school him & his friends just go under the bleachers and drink. unfortunately curly has no limits so when lunch is over he usually just ends up ditching the rest of the day to go continue drinking somewhere else

Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

he doesn’t make a conscience effort to exercise, but he walks basically everywhere when tim has the car. so he’s in pretty good shape bc of that & bc of fighting

What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

curly has never made dinner a day in his life and will never make an attempt to nor does anyone want him to. if theres nothing already made at the house he’ll either just go without or go to the diner

Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

he’s a generally messy person, but he takes pride in his looks so he takes care of himself. he’s always clean shaven and smells really good. his room, however, is a disaster scene

Eating habits and sample daily menu

usually not awake for breakfast, and for lunch he’ll scrap up whatever he can find in his house (probably ends up being a sandwich or cereal) and for dinner he’ll follow tim somewhere and make him buy him dinner. he loves eating at the diner and never underestimate his ability to eat breakfast meals at 11 o clock at night

Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

his sole reason for going to school is to waste time (thats what he tells everyone at least but its rlly because tim will not let him drop out) but if hes not in school then he’s probably just walking around his neighborhood w/ his friends or hanging out at the strip trynna start fights

Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

dont.....really know what this means. all im thinkin about is that chocolate stuff. but he likes chocolate so lets go with that. he could eat 50 kit kats in a row, probably

Makeup?

makeup sex? absolutely. he’ll start a fight with his boo just for the sex

Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

i honestly dont see him having a mental illness

Intellectual pursuits?

intellectual isn’t really his thing. BUT i can see him really liking labs and stuff

Favorite book genre?

he hATES reading, but mostly because he’‘s dyslexic and he was brought up thinking that he was dumb bc he had trouble reading. ponyboy is the one that ends up helping him, though, and sometimes he’ll read to curly (action books bc they’re the only ones that’ll keep curly’s attention. there are numerous times he regrets the decision bc curly cant keep quiet for more than a few minutes.)

Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

(i can already see the purly supporters @’ing me yikes) but PERSONALLY i think he’s straight. idk what this means by thoughts on s.o. in general but im bisexual ??? idc about sexual orientation ??

Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

he’s got a lot of scars, mostly on his knuckles but a few up and down his arms. he’s deathly allergic to seafood but doesn’t care bc it looks gross to him anyway.

Biggest and smallest short term goal?

biggest: honestly just making it through another day is an achievement to him

smallest: he swears that one day he will beat sodapop curtis in a drag race

Biggest and smallest long term goal?

biggest: being as respected as tim is when he’s older

smallest: he will own a puppy at some point

Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

white t-shirt, jeans, tennis shoes, and if its not too hot then a leather jacket. he hates jean jackets tho and WILL make fun of anyone who wears them

Favorite beverage?

beer. but also pepsi. hes weird.

What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

we’re about to get deep. on good nights he just thinks about his day. there’s never a boring time with him, so he’s always got a lot to think about. he could be thinking about a girl he’s met or just hooked up with, or about what his friends got into. on bad nights though, he thinks about his dad and how he never got to know him. he thinks about how maybe he’ll never be like tim, and he’ll never be the brother that angie falls back on (that doesn’t bother him as much as it should, but it still pops into his mind) the number one thing that keeps him awake is never amounting to the shepard name

Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

just stupidity. he broke a lot of bones, needed a lot of stitches, and was bed bound too many times to count. there was one incident that tim loves to tell: the first time curly got into a fight. the guy was two times bigger than curly, but he didn’t care. the fight was done in 5 minutes, and curly had his first broken nose

Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

turn ons: i can see him really liking outgoing girls/ girls that are upfront. also neck kisses, collarbone kisses, hair pulling, back scratching

turn offs: daddy kink (seriously, its gross, stop forcing this on my son. he already has enough daddy issues) but nothing else really he will do basically anything

Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

either a very crude & poorly done drawing or a sign that says “curly is the hottest shepard”

How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

he is NOT. it doesnt really bother him that hes disorganized, but it drives tim up the wall. he’s always getting onto curly for being a slob

Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

he doesn’t really care, but since he’s forced to go to school he might as well enjoy something, which ends up being the labs in science. he likes the dissections, mostly, but he thinks looking into the microscopes are cool too (mostly bc him and his friends make shapes out of the slides)

How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

alive, hopefully

Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

he kinda just takes it day by day and doesnt care about the future. hes a strong believer that things will fall into place if theyre supposed to happen

What is their biggest regret?

probably being too emotional and not toughening up enough when he was younger

Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

SO this is an OC but his best friend is a guy in the gang named brian. his worst enemy is also in the gang and his name is jimmy and he fucking hates that kid.

Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

he’s probably the one that caused the disaster, so he immediately tries to fix it on his own. which usually works, but it leaves a mess behind that he’ll attempt (and fail) to cover up. a few hours later he’ll get chewed out by tim.

Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

so lets say tim dies. tim is the only person that curly is really close to, because if there’s one thing that he learned from his brother it’s to never let anyone too close. but he always thought that tim would be there for him so he worshipped him. but ANYWAY tim dies and curly shuts down. i can honestly see him losing it bc tim was all curly ever knew, he was always there to fix the mess curly got himself in and now he’s just kinda alone in the world. he’d still have the gang, but they’d remind him too much of his brother, so he’d eventually cut ties with them. it’d take a major, new person to bring him out of his stump, and thats if he ever really brings himself back to normal

Most prized possession?

the hand-me-down leather jacket tim gave him

Thoughts on material possessions in general?

doesnt really care about them bc he doesnt have a lot. he likes the things with meaning, but couldnt care less about expensive & nice things

Concept of home and family?

hes VERY family oriented and a huge mama’s boy, but he hates his step dad. he’d do anything to protect angela and anything that tim asked him. family always comes first with him

Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

it kinda depends. on his sexual life hes really TMI, but about emotions and family and secrets he’s really private. you could count on one hand the amount of people that he’s told private stuff to, and even then they don’t know the full story. i think the only people who would ever truly know him are tim and his significant other

What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

football!! and hes actually good at it. tim never plays tho so the only time he gets to is with the curtis gang

What makes them feel guilty?

fucking up on a gang job and letting tim down

Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

more emotional!! that’s the biggest difference between curly and tim. tim will think of the long-term effects before making a decision, where curly is more of an “act now, think later” type person. his decisions are usually the wrong ones, but they make for a better story

Would they consider themselves a Type A or Type B personality?

i’d wanna say type B, because he is super laid back and easy going and isn’t really competitive (unless its for a joke)

What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

getting away for a while. he loves driving and ive always seen him as having a little secluded spot that he goes to by himself during his teenage years. eventually though he finds the right person that he can take, and just being with them makes him feel better

Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

neither tbh. he may think that he’s better than some greasers (because honestly he is) but he doesnt think of himself as above other classes. he finds it unfair that socs and middle class people have a superiority complex, so it’d be dumb for him to have one. he just thinks everyone should be equal (but he knows theyre not, and for that reason he’ll fight any soc he can get his hands on)

How misanthropic are they?

hes very easy to get along with if you come from the same type of neighborhood. he’s open to everyone that’s cool with his gang, but he’ll be the worst kind of person to rival gangs and rich people. so he doesnt dislike people, because he can be a really cool guy, you just have to come from his streets

Hobbies?

football, fighting, drinking, poker. y’know, d00d stuff

How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

he graduates high school and thats it. and he definitely values self education more, the stuff he’s learned by himself ahve been more useful to him than the Pythagorean theorem ever will be

Religion?

he believes in a god but never really thinks about it. hes not religious by any means but i think it kinda comforts him knowing something comes after life

Superstitions or views on the occult?

he doesnt believe in superstitions imo!!

Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

both. he’ll talk a big game and then follow through with his promises

If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

THE QUESTION IVE BEEN WAITING FOR OK if curly ever fell in love, it’d be with someone making him feel okay with being him. they’d make him want to be a better man & not just a mini tim. they’d have to accept that curly would always idolize his brother, but they’d also help him detach a little. they’d love him for him and accept the fact that they can’t change him. they’d probably be just as wild as he is, bc they’d have to keep up with his lifestyle. they couldn’t take life too seriously and would never know what the future had in store for them. i can see curly eventually being able to be romantic, but it’d never be in public

How do they express love?

kisses, holding hands, little acts of kindness (giving them something that reminded him of them, asking how their day was, remembering little things)

If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

daddy came to win

Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

nah i dont think he is. i think he’s kinda accepted that there is a very real possibility that he won’t make it past 30 w the way he’s living, so that’s why he takes it day by day

#long post #VERY LONG PSOT #Anonymous

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prinanalogicality · 7 years

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this blog made me love moxiety in the human-verse, so I was wondering if you have any more thoughts about them? (like how they met, shit they got into growing up, more on how their relationship works, ect) bc im honestly rlly curious!! :D

Boy let me tell you, I have a lot of thoughts.

I have been wanting to write a piece about their relationship in the human verse that I kind of created in my fics, but I have only gotten nsfw requests for them, hah. So, thank you for sending in this ask to get my butt into gear about writing things about them normally!

I haven’t gone into super detail about their lives in the other fics, so you do not need to read them before you read this - they are nsfw, after all. I will tell things I said in them to fill in for people who are uncomfortable with reading nsfw. For those of you that want to read the fics, here are the links:

Beauty, read this one first: Tumblr AO3

My Honeybee, read this one second: Tumblr AO3

I want to answer this in a headcanon style, so, let’s get going!

Pairing: Moxiety! This will just be cutesy backstory and relationship fluff.

They met when they were kids. Anxiety was five, Morality was seven. Anxiety’s family moved because his father was a police officer that was moved to a new location.

They were next door neighbors. In the area they lived in, it was small, so everyone knew everyone. There weren’t too many kids around the neighborhood, about eight, but Morality was the oldest. The other kids were Anxiety’s age or a year or two younger.

Quickly, Anxiety and Morality’s mothers became good friends and their fathers would watch sports together. This lead to them, of course, introducing their sons. Morality was a sweet cutie pie, even as a kid. He was very excited to make a new friend, and he always wanted to either go to Anxiety’s house or have Anxiety come over to his own.

Anxiety was antisocial, even as a kid. He was one of those kids that would hide behind his mother’s or father’s legs around people. He hardly wanted to go out and play with the other kids, and though he would act annoyed at first (he has always been such a grumpy person), he actually didn’t mind Morality’s company, if they were alone. He would eventually start hiding behind Morality when around people. It totally went to Morality’s ego.

By the time he was twelve and Anxiety was ten, Morality had finally gotten Anxiety to start coming outside to play more often. They would go on walks, play silly games. They wouldn’t really play too many sports, since neither of them are too terribly sporty, but Morality enjoys football. As said above, they didn’t play often, but when they did - they were a force to be reckoned with. Anxiety was a great quarterback and Morality was a great wide-receiver. They work as a team amazingly.

Morality was the leader of their child posse, as the oldest, and he had deemed Anxiety his second in command, even if the other kids were jealous.

They were good kids. Good kids do some bad things occasionally, such as them wandering into an abandoned nursing home and laughing at the graffiti. They didn’t create any themselves. They would go back there often, just to be alone and goof off, but one time they got yelled at by a homeless man trying to sleep in one of the rooms. He scared them so bad (they were convinced he was a ghost) that they ran out and never returned.

Their first kiss was when Morality was sixteen and Anxiety was fourteen. Morality had convinced Anxiety to come to a get-together of Morality’s friends, because Anxiety was first starting high school and he wanted to introduce him to people and help him acclimate. As silly kids do in these situations, someone suggested Spin the Bottle, and Anxiety was apprehensive, but Morality promised it would be okay. Anxiety hadn’t been landed on, but when he had a turn to spin, he landed on Morality. Their kiss was short, sweet, chaste - but it left a blush on both of their cheeks and butterflies in their tummies. Anxiety quit the game after that.

Morality is a sweetheart, but if someone was to mess with Anxiety, all hell would break loose. Anxiety has terrible anxiety, and he deals with panic attacks. One of the only people that can calm him easily is Morality. The teachers at their school learned that if Anxiety was to get anxious in class, they would call upon Morality to come calm him down.

Anxiety had a pretty intense “emo/scene” phase, if that is what you want to call it. Always listening to “emo” bands, wearing all black, eyeliner. With his anxieties, he hated social interaction and was put on medication for anxiety and depression. Morality was a source of light for him, someone who didn’t make fun of him for his clothing, affinity for makeup, or chemical imbalances in his brain. He made Anxiety smile on his harder days.

If someone at school was to say something about Anxiety or bully him, Morality was his bodyguard. Anxiety was Morality’s bodyguard in turn. Morality was a super sweet guy, he was pretty good in gym class, had good grades, was popular. But people get jealous, and they would try to rile him up to make him angry or make him upset. Anxiety would step in to make them back off. If someone was rude to Anxiety, which happened often, Morality’s happy-go-lucky demeanor would darken and he could be scary, making people back off of his best friend.

It was very rough for Anxiety when Morality graduated, but Morality went to university close to home, so he would be there to pick Anxiety up from school or take him out for dinner afterwards.

Anxiety’s dad was killed on duty during Anxiety’s last year of high school. Morality was there for him, as always. He was there to give him hugs and pick him up whenever he falls.

Anxiety discovered his aesthetic sense when he graduated high school. He was a fan of black skinny jeans, oversized jackets/hoodies/sweaters, old band T-shirts. Morality almost fell over when he saw Anxiety dressed in black skinny (should they be that tight?) jeans and an oversized black knit sweater that kept falling over his shoulder, in which he would fix it. He just likes to feel comfortable, and the bigger clothes felt like a warm hug (like a makeshift Morality hug).

Anxiety went to the same university as Morality, and they both became so busy that they sort of grew apart. Morality would often call him, but Anxiety could never go out, too swamped with school.

When Anxiety turned twenty, Morality was twenty-two. Morality had been pondering over his feelings for Anxiety, because without being around him as often, he has felt sad. He talked to Roman, ever the romantic, and Roman helped him to understand his feelings. He is overprotective of Anxiety, he wants to hug him, he still remembers their first kiss, he hates being away from him - he is in love.

He showed up at Anxiety’s dorm with a bouquet of white roses, dressed to the nines. Anxiety opened the door, wearing one of Morality’s university hoodies and sweatpants - he hadn’t expected to see Morality like that. Morality told him about how much he loves him, how he always has, how he always will, and Anxiety didn’t even say yes to going on a date with him, he just cried and pulled Morality into the dorm, telling him to wait while he gets dressed.

Morality is about 5′9″ in height, and he has broad shoulders. His eyes are a light brown, he has dimples, his skin is lightly tanned, his hair is a light brown that almost looks blonde-ish. Anxiety is about 5′7″ in height, and he is slimmer and pale. He has darker hair, almost black, but it is still brown. His eyes are a deep green, with gold rings around the irises. Also, sign me up for Anxiety actually wearing eyeliner. If he was human, he wouldn’t just dabble black eyeshadow all under his eyes and cheeks. He would be an expert with the flick of the wrist.

Morality is all about PDA. When they start dating, he is all about holding hands with Anxiety, hugging him from behind whenever they are stopped, kissing his cheek, his neck, his forehead, his lips. Anxiety complains about it, but he really likes it. It makes him feel loved, he especially likes it because he loves having all of Morality’s attention.

Morality is generally the one that takes Anxiety on dates, but the more they are together, the more comfortable Anxiety is with actually taking Morality out. Anxiety loves Morality and he wants to please him, he wants to be close to him. He starts becoming more comfortable with initiating the PDA with Morality, and Morality is ecstatic.

They receive a lot of compliments from family, friends, strangers. They think they are the perfect, adorable couple. They totally are.

This is longer than originally planned, but it was fun to write, so I hope it is fun to read! Feel free to add on your own headcanons, I might come back to build on some cutesy stuff about their relationship.

#moxiety #moxiety fluff #i needed this #prompt fill #headcanons #moxiety headcanons #human moxiety

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Tag Game!! owo

ik I do enough of thessse

I was tagged by @gettinprowly !!! thank you!! <3

Rules: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as there are questions.

1. Coke or pepsi? uhh,, I don’t like either!!

2. Disney or Dreamworks? Dreamworks gave me Voltron.

3. Coffee or tea? Coffee,,

4. Books or movies? BOOKS

5. Windows or Mac? Mac, however I use a Windows computer because it has a bigger extent of abilities.

6. DC or Marvel? superheroes aren’t my cup of tea but Marvel.

7. Xbox or Playstation? Xboxxxxx

8. Dragon Age or Mass Effect? Mass Effect

9. Night owl or early riser? both

10. Cards or chess? cards im rlly good

11. Chocolate or vanilla? Vanillaaa

12. Vans or converse? Vans bc I’m “Off the wall” but I envy Converse qwq

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar? Trevelyan

14. Fluff or angst? FLuff

15. Beach or forest? BEACH

16. Dogs or cats? D O G S

17. Clear skies or rain? rain is nice to sleep to

18. Cooking or eating out? eating out bc there’s good shrimp out there

19. Spicy food or mild food? spicy like my memes

20. Halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas? HALLOWEEEN

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot? little too cold

22. If you could have a superpower, what would it be? voice modification

23. Animation or live action? Animation

24. Paragon or renegade? renegaaade

25. Baths or showers? Showers

26. Team cap or team ironman? TEAM CAP

27. Fantasy or sci-fi? Sci-Fi for sureee

28. Do you have three or four favourite quotes, if so, what are they?

“Years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute”

-Edgar Allan Poe

“I don’t know why I was thinking about that, but it made a lot of sense right then that the stars glow so brightly in their instant of death,...”

- Extraordinary Means, Robyn Schneider

“Eimerich smiled when he saw Arnaru reacting to his own sorry state.”

- Cathedral of the Sea, Ildefonso Falcones

29. Youtube or netflix? NETLFIX HAS VOLTRON U FEEL

30. Harry potter or percy jackson? Harry Potter

31. When do you feel accomplished? When my end goal is reached.

32. Star wars or star trek? Star Trek

33. Paperback or hardback books? Hardcover

34. Horror or rom-com? Horror

35. Tv shows or movies? TV Shows

36. Favourite animal? Grizzly Bears

37. Favourite genres of music? Country, Pop Latino, K-Pop

38. Least favourite book? Devoted in Death, J.D. Robb

39. Favourite season? Spring

40. Song that’s currently stuck in your head? Shape of Cheap Thrills (Shape of You x Cheap Thrills) By Ashe

41. What kind of pyjama’s do you wear? Boxers and a T-shirt

42. How many existential crises do you have on an average day? Like six

43. If you can only choose one song to be played at your funeral, what would it be? Someone better play Gasolina by Daddy Yankee when I die, or Music Sounds Better With U by Big Time Rush

44. Favourite theme song to a TV show? Drake and Josh

45. Harry potter movies or books? Ok I own all of them but Prisoner of Azkaban was rlly good

46. You can make your OTP become canon but you’ll forget that tumblr exists. will you do it? hell no

47. Do you play an instrument and if so, what is it? I used to play cello, and it’s stuck with me

48. What is the worst way to die? betrayal, like you’re sold off to the mafia or somethin

49. If you could be entirely invisible for a day, what would you do? Scare the fuck outta everyone

50. What are you planning on doing with your life? I wanted to become an Architect, but the politics are too much rn

51. Favorite Disney movie? Cars 2?

52. Do you believe in aliens? yes

53. Are u an unstoppable force or an immovable object? Unstoppable Force

54. If you could go on a road trip right now (without worrying about Adult Responsibilities), where would you go? Lisbon to Tallinn, visiting all of Europe’s capitals

55. If you could live a successful life or make one person happy, what would you choose? I would like to make one person eternally happy, and that so happens to be my ex?? Like I feel like they deserve it.

56. If you could be blessed with ONE talent (Art, Football, etc.) what would it be? i answer my own questions shut up , but dancing

rip do if u want bbs

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