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whore-ibly-hot · 9 months
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Yan!Mean-Girls x Fem!Reader
"Just Girly Things"
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18+ Minors DNI
Warnings: Bullying (Not at Reader), name callung, nude photos, coercion, dubcon touching, fem pronouns for the yans, mentions of school, general perversion, toxic behaviors, masturbation, sex toys, mean girls, dumbification, buying affection.
(AN: I'm not super proud of this one, but did my best. Never written a fem!Yan before.)
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The sound of clicking keypads and the occasional scoff can be heard in Maggie Robinsons loft bedroom. As the most popular girl at Delta High, it was important her room look as perfect as her. She chews on the strawberry flavored gum in her mouth, scrolling through her phone. She scoffs. "Sasha, did you see Jenny Taylor's latest post?" Sasha gags and nods. "Totally a spray-on tan." Sasha says, and Maggie nods. "She looks like a fucking orange. I bet you that nerd she's been with, his dick is that same shade right now..." The two cackle.
"Is he sick?" The third and final member of the group of cheerleaders asks. "Why would his dick be orange?" Sasha sighs, and puts a hand on her friends knee. "Lindsey, his dick is orange because her fake tan would rub off on it. It isn't like, permanently that color. It was a joke." Sasha explains. Lindsey pauses and tilts her head, before giggling. "Oh, I get it!" She claps her hands together, shaking the sequinned bracelet around her wrist as she does so. Maggie grins and roll her eyes at Lindsey's air-headed nature. Luckily, Sasha is always around to explain he jokes, because Maggie won't. She likes to watch her dumb subordinate work things out slowly.
"What about you, newbie? Ever had a fake tan?" She whips her head over to face you. You gulp as the school's queen bee sets her sights on you. You aren't sure why she seemed so fixated on you since you joined Delta High. Maybe it's because you were pretty, or talented, or just really obedient, but she's been dragging you around like a little purse dog since you met her, with Sasha and Lindsey flanking you both at all times. "Um, no." You mumble. She nods, and says "Good, you already have good skin. I mean, you should get a little more tan, but not with that shitty spray stuff. Or, y'know, you'll turn some jocks dick orange." The three laugh. "Because the tan rubs off!" Lindsey giggles. Maggie rolls her eyes, and groans. "Yes, Lindsey. Thanks for explaining." Lindsey looks down.
"Speaking of, have any of the guys at school caught your eye? I mean, like, appropriate ones for you. Not a fucking mathlete dork or something." She asks. "Not really. I've never actually had a boyfriend." The three girls freeze, and gasp. "Seriously?" "You've never had a boyfriend?" Maggie asks. She waves frantically, trying to get you to sit beside her on her bed. "Why not?" She asks. "Do you have a sex disease? Like... like cancer?" Lindsey asks, eyes wide. "Sex cancer, seriously?" Sasha says, glancing at her blonde friend, who only shrugs. "No one was ever interested, I guess." You grimace. You hadn't ever been popular, only making Maggie's interest in you more jarring. You had finally gotten a peek at what it was like to be school royalty.
"Not interested? Aw, you poor baby." Maggie pouts. "That's why you have us, you know? To doll you up, and keep you popular, that way you can have anyone you want." Sasha chirps. "I can't believe no one ever tried to get with you, you're like, really pretty." You smile awkwardly. "Thanks, Lindsey."
Maggie scoots closer, and you bite back a gasp when you feel her cold hands on your tank top, cupping your breasts. "Honestly. The jocks at school are horndogs, they'll stick it in anything, I'm surprised you haven't gotten any attention because of these." She bites her lips as her eyes wander down to your cleavage. "They're natural, right?" You nod. You feel the bed dip behind you, as Sasha and Lindsey join the two of you on the bed. "So you've never kissed anybody?" Sasha asks, tilting her head as her curls bounce. "No, I've kissed a boy, back in church in like, middle school or something." You chuckle, shrugging and rolling your eyes.
"What about kissing girls?" Your eyes widen. You shake your head as you feel the three girls gazes resting heavily on you. "I haven't. Why do you ask?" Maggie grins. "You could try with us. You're one of us now, you've gotta live a little. I mean, you haven't even had a boyfriend, or done it with someone. Let us help you." She coos. She leans in, and you gulp. "Don't you have a boyfriend, Maggie? Jason, right?" She asks. Maggie nods. "Yeah, but like, he won't care. He'll probably think this is hot or something. Besides, it's just girls helping each other out. It's not like a random hookup, we're all friends here." She feigns hurt at your hesitance, pouting. "Don't you like us?" Lindsey whines, giving you puppy dog eyes as she rests her head on your shoulder from behind. "No, I like you guys, it's just-" You look at Lindsey. "Alright, we can do this." You sigh. Maggie grins, and puts her hands on your waist, pressing her chest to yours. "Good, it's not even weird. It's like, just girly things." She explains. She bites your lip playfully, making you blush as she finally presses her lips to yours. As you kiss the school's queen bee, you can taste the light strawberry flavor of her gum, and as she pulls away a string of sticky lip gloss connects your lips for a moment.
"See? You did good, especially for someone who's only kissed once before." Maggie coos. Lindsey pops up to kiss your cheek. "Your skin is so soft!" She giggles, nuzzling your neck. Sasha sits to the side, waiting for orders from Maggie. "Lemme see your chest." Maggie begins to tug up your tight, white tanktop, grinning when she sees that you have no bra on. "No bra, huh? Maybe you wanted us to do this?" She teases. "Pretty..." She circles her fingers around your left nipple, watching it pebble up. "I bet you're sensitive, huh?" Sasha asks. You can't speak, and only nod. Maggie's cold hands make you shiver, as she gropes your breasts with a wicked grin. She reaches down and puts Lindsey's hands on your breasts. "Lindsey, keep playing with her tits, okay? I'm gonna move a little lower." Lindsey nods, fondling your breasts from behind. "I'll try not to scratch you, my nails are kinda long right now..." She giggles. Maggie hikes up your skirt, keeping it around your waist. She licks her lips as she touches the black panties covering your cunt. "Are these from that department store on 9th?" She asks. "Uh, yeah?" She rolls her eyes. "You don't need to be wearing that shit, that's for people like Jenny Taylor, not girls like us. Tell you what-" She leans closer to your ear, kissing the shell of it. "You make me cum, and I'll take you downtown tomorrow and buy you something cute. That's sure to help you get a guy." She obviously has no intentions of getting you a boyfriend, considering the way her gaze turns possessive. Still, she can't deny that she likes the idea of seeing you in something lacey, especially something she bought you. She notices from the corner of her eye how Sasha is squirming, clearly eager to act, rubbing her thighs together subconsciously.
"Sasha?" Her head perks up immediatly, and she stills. "Y-yes, Maggie?" She pants. "Go get my wand, the pink one." Sasha nods, and scurries over to Maggie's closet, digging around for something. She manages to pull out a pink wand, with a microphone-like rubber tip. You can feel Maggies fingers trying to pull your panties to the side. "You ever played with yourself?" She whispers. You nod. "Yeah, a few times." You admit. "How?" She presses an index against your aroused clit. You gasp. "Fingers! I use my fingers, inside me." You moan. She pouts again, as Sasha hands her the wand. "Well, no wonder your little clit is so swollen, you've not been giving it any attention." She coos. "Don't worry, I've got just the thing." She takes the wand from Sasha. "It feels so good." Sasha says, her eyes full of sincerity. You wonder just how many times these girls have done this sort of thign. Does anyone else at school know?
You are torn from your thoughts when you hear a whirring sound. "What's that gonna do?" You ask. "It vibrates, and I'm just gonna press it right up against your clit, okay? It's gonna feel so fucking good..." She groans. "But, I'm going to enjoy something too. You know, for being such a good friend, and taking in a little newbie. You watch as Maggie mounts your thigh, gasping when you feel her slick pussy press against your leg. Has she not been wearing underwear this whole time? Your whole body flinches when you feel a pusling wave in your lower. "A-ah, shit." You grip the sheets of Maggie's bed tightly. Somehow, the stimulation to your clit makes Lindsey's pawing at your chest feel even more pleasurable. Maggie chuckles as she begins to grind herself against your thigh. "Feels good, huh? You like that? Your pretty new friends taking good care of you? Putting a pretty vibrator on your clit?" Her condescedngin tone makes you blush in shame. After a while, her moans grow in volume too. "Fuck, even just your thighs feel good. Maybe, god- maybe soon I'll ride your pussy like this." She groans. "God, not even Jason makes me feel this hot, this wet. That little limp-dick, can't even make me finish." She tilts her head back. "Sasha, take a photo, m' boutta cum." Sasha pales. "I don't... um, can I use you phone, mines dead?" Maggie doesn't open her eyes, but Sasha can sense her rage. "I don't care, just taking the fuckin' photo, I'm so close. C'mon, baby. Cum on my vibrator, I'll buy you something, anything, just do it." You weren't expecting to her Maggie beg for anything in your lifetime, much less for you to cum. Overwhelmed, you feel your orgasm hit hard. "M-maggie, I'm, oh..." She nods rapidly as she practically bounces on your thigh. "Yeah, right there, I'm cumming to..." She pants.
You close your eyes, but still sense a flash of light from Sasha snapping a photo. As your legs shake from the feeling, Maggie casually dismounts your thighs, sitting down on the bed beside you. She kisses your forehead. "You did so good. I'll get you something so cute to wear to school next week." She flips her hair and acts nonchalant, as if she hadn't just held a sex toy to your cunt while she rode your thigh like her life depended on it. "Sasha, let me see that photo." Sasha shows her the phone, and she grimaces. "Ugh, I look so fucking pale. Put a Sepia filter on it or something." Before Sasha can, Lindsay snatches the phone, and lets out a whine.
"Only my hands are in it! What the hell, Sasha!"
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reareaotaku · 3 months
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Regina George Headcanons [Mean Girls 2024]
If this doesn't get me on one of those Fanfic Recommendations, then I'm quitting writing
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Gives off strong 'Mother' vibes
Treats you like a child by patronizing you
Wants you under her power, so she'll try and get you into the 'Plastics'
She is a dangerous woman to mess with or betray, so you better watch your back
She likes you, sure, but not enough to ruin her own reputation
She'll help you up the social latter, but if you dare betray her, well like I said, she will ruin your life... No matter the cost
She's protective over you and will defend you against any idiot who tries to bully you
No one will mess with you with Regina as your friend [Soon-to-be lover]
She never asks you out, but there will be a moment when your dynamic takes a shift
It was at a party, and you were both outside having a serious moment. You were both looking at each other, so close, when it started pouring. Instead of leaving, she grabs your face and kisses you like it's the last thing she'll ever do
Regina does tear down your confidence so that you depend on her and leave her
She's a narcissist until the end, so you have to be careful what you say and do
After the kiss in the rain, you both start spending a lot more time together, usually alone
The other girls [Gretchen] will question it, but Regina will quick shrug/blow them off, saying she's always with Gretchen and Karen so she [Regina] needs space
She loves doing your makeup and always has this loving look in her eyes when she sees you
She thinks of you as perfect, as long as you don't do anything she doesn't like
You do as she says, and you'll stay in her good graces and survive
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a-mint-bear · 2 months
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Yandere Girl Types
The Super Fan
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● She can't help but trail after you like a lovesick puppy. She looks at you and everything you do with the rosiest of rose-colored glasses. Whether you're the talented type or just an average person, she looks at you like you are her everything, because you are!
● Whenever you're together, she's a little clingy. But it's nice to have someone who likes you as much as she does. It makes you feel special, wanted. She's not shy about making the first move, and she's especially not shy about telling you how she feels. But she makes sure you know that you don't have to say it back if you're not there yet. She knows you will though. Soon.
● She sits and smiles at the pictures of you all over her room. Anything you've touched, she considers her greatest treasures. She saw you drop your favorite pen one day and meant to give it back to you, honest. But the moment she touched it, it was like something came over her. She stuffed it in her bag and took it home, and ever since, she can't help but take your things. Especially the stuff that smells like you. She keeps taking more and more of your things, but it's not enough. It's never enough...
● She makes copies of your keys when you "lose" them on day. At first, it's just to sneak into your place and take things she can't get otherwise, but it quickly escalates. She lets herself in and plays house, imagining your life together. Soon, she's watching you sleep and even lies down next to you, just for a little bit. She wants to touch you so badly...
● She wonders... if you woke up, would you smile like you always do? Would you hold her close? Would you be hers?
The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
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● On the outside, she's the nicest girl. Whenever you see her, she's always got a sweet smile on her face and is always willing to help you if it means she gets to spend a little more time with you. You think of her as the kind and generous type, but she doesn’t extend this behavior to anyone but you.
● She doesn't really seem interested in dating. Anyone who actually has asked her out gets turned down gently. But a few of them swear they could see a look of disgust flash across her face for just a second before the rejection, but they always thought they just imagined it. In reality, there's only one person on her mind, so no one else can even compare.
● No one sees the other side of her. The way she stares down the girl who always laughs at your jokes. How she swears under her breath when she sees how your best guy friend just casually touches your arm, how her nails dig into the palms of her hands until they bleed. But when your eyes meet hers, you’d never guess the things she’d just been imagining.
● She hears a rumor that someone is going to ask you out. At first, she just plans to put them in their place and remind them that you deserve better, maybe just harass them or scare them. Or maybe ruining their life a little, poisoning their friends against them or getting them fired. But the thought of them getting pity from you or running to you and telling you how she acts when you’re not around… The thought of you holding them close, telling them you how much you love them... Something in her just snaps. She catches them when they're isolated and gets rid of them. Nothing can ever be traced back to her.
● She can't risk you seeing her in a bad light, even if it's so the two of you can be together. Everything she does, it's all for you!
The Secret Admirer
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● She's had a rough home life. She has no one in her corner, no one's been there for her. She doesnt have anyone she can call her own. Until she sees you for the first time. Something about you is just... right. You fill that empty spot she's felt her entire life and the thought of you is the only thing that makes life worthwhile.
● She's quiet, reserved, and always looking your way. You can feel someone watching you sometimes, but when you turn around, no one's there. You don't connect it to the girl you've seen around lately. It doesn’t matter to her how you treat her, whether you say hello, smile politely, or give her a look for staring. Any attention, good or bad, is everything to her. You're everything to her. But she can't tell you, not yet. If she messes it up, if you reject her... She couldn't live with that.
● You start noticing things. Little gifts someone has left you, sometimes snacks and treats. The book you've been reading suddenly has a pressed flower inside the front cover, baby's breath. You find love notes in your bag. Some are flowery poetry, others get a little steamy, but it's all a bit clumsy, somehow. At first you think it might be one of your friends pranking you, but no one you know would pull something like this. Maybe someone actually has a thing for you? But how are you supposed to respond when there's no way to give anyone an actual answer? You decide to just ignore it until this person actually decides to meet you face to face.
● You don't smile when you see her gifts anymore. The notes she pours her heart into get left where you find them. Seeing you just walk away when she does something for you shatters her. Love her, hate her, anything! Just don't ignore her!! Without you, she has nothing to live for... Please... Don't leave her behind. Through her tears, her agony turns to desperation.
● You can't get rid of her. She won't let you. Maybe... it's time for you to meet.
The Boss Lady
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● You've been working under her for the last few years. She's powerful, she's beautiful, and so very, very intimidating. She gets what she wants, no matter who she has to step on. She seems to have locked onto you for some reason, having you run and get her things and having you stay and work overtime.
● She seems to like running you ragged and seeing you flustered. You have half a mind to believe that she’s been “accidentally” brushing up against you reaching for files or leaning to talk in your ear as you sit at your desk, her charming, sultry voice sending shivers up your spine. Your damn body is betraying you. You don’t want to think that damn tyrant is attractive! Your coworkers are jealous that you're spending so much time with her, but you think they'd think twice if they were the ones picking up her dry cleaning and coffee orders, day in and day out. You tell a coworker you'd quit, but you need the money too much.
● One day, she calls you into her office. She says she has a proposition for you. She wants you to be her executive assistant. It comes with great benefits and a HUGE pay raise. The work will be harder, sure, but you'd have to be an idiot to say no. But the conditions get more specific and odd. You would accompany her on all her business trips, eat all your meals with her, you'd even be living in her penthouse suite. At first, you think it's just a weirdly intensive position, she just needs someone to manage her life. But the way she's looking at you... it's like she wants to possess you entirely.
● All you can think to ask is, why you? There's a bored look on her face as she starts talking about her career. How her job and climbing the corporate ladder were the only things she put any effort into. Everything else was so tedious and dull. Until you started as an intern, dropping off her coffee order with that nervous smile. She started noticing how hard you work, how you never turn down her requests, how you try to hide your smile when she praises you... How your breath hitches when her hand brushes yours. And how, every day when you clock out, her world stagnates until she sees you again.
● Say yes, and you'll have everything you could ever want. But make no mistake, you'll be hers. And she has no plans to let you go.
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faux-ecrivain · 2 months
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Yan mean girl x gn loner reader
THE REQUEST; Heyy pookie :3 could I request Yan!Mean girl/gossip Girl with a gn!darling whos a loner? Tyy :3 ———————————————————— (Of course you can, and I’ll try my best to fulfill your request!) (30th official post) (Name’s Helen Rowley) (This one is a bit of a mess)
(Thirty First Official Post) ———————————————————— Yan Mean Girl that’s petty and steals all your friends just because you said she couldn’t bake. Yan mean girl that goes out of her way to make your life miserable and easily succeeds because even the most minor inconveniences can ruin your day. Yan mean girl that has no real reason for tormenting (aside from petty revenge for something you said years ago in kindergarten), she just likes to see you suffer. Yan mean girl that bothers you so much and spends so many hours plotting the most dastardly plans against you that certain people tease her for having a crush on you.
(“Wha-! I don’t like them! I-in fact, I hate them an-and they’re the worst, and-and they have terrible taste in fashion!” She said all this whilst her face was practically as red as a tomato.) Yan mean girl that compliments you in a perplexing manner, it supposed to be an insult, right? (“You’re such a loser, I mean, only losers get high marks on every exam! No-not that I care, I mean, so what if you’re smart and attractive! Why should I care about that?!” Helen shouts whilst you stand there absolutely baffled.) Yan mean girl that says she gets rid of your friends because you don’t deserve them. But the truth is that she was just jealous, she didn’t want that creep anywhere near you! Yan mean girl that finds any and every excuse to be around you, if you’re studying she makes you study with her. If you’re eating lunch, then she and her posse are surrounding you on all sides, and chatting your ear off. (Although, their conversation is typically passive-aggressive and you try to avoid talking to them.) No matter where you are, or what you’re doing, she’s always there with you. (At some point you start to look forward to having her around, probably because you have literally no friends, and regardless of who you try to befriend they always leave. Well, everyone except Helen.) Yan mean girl that starts to take advantage of your loneliness, she works her way into your life and seems intent on staying in your life. Yan mean girl that manages to befriend you, and suddenly, she’s the only one you spend time with. Yan mean girl that has successfully isolated you and has you wrapped around her finger. Why would you need anyone besides her? ——————————————————— (Okay, so I don’t really like this one, it’s not my best and I struggled a lot with writing this character. I’ve never watched Gossip girl, I’ve heard of it and seen parodies of it, but I never watched it. I’ve seen snippets of Mean Girls, but never watched the whole movie. Maybe if I had watched it, I would’ve had less trouble with Helen. So, yeah, sorry it took me so long, honestly I’m embarrassed it to me this long. Hopefully, you guys enjoy this hot mess, and hopefully, my writing process will speed up again soon.)
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pianocat939 · 6 months
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I love your tmnt mean girls au! can I ask you?
what if y/n stand up to Donnie or Leo? Like tough y/n and do not afraid anything from Donnie or Leo? What they would do to y/n?
sorry if my question is bothering you.
Also have great day to you!
Tw: gaslighting the public, guilt-tripping,
Mean girl Donnie:
Will laugh at you, he immediately thinks you're bluffing. But when he realizes you're serious, he's pissed.
His expression will drop, and he won't dare speak for a moment. Until- he just leaves. Just straight up walks away. With no answer.
For the next 2 weeks, he won't talk to you, he won't notice you at all.
You find yourself being in much more peace.
Oh but of course, you were wrong.
You find a video on his social media, where he starts talking about how you make false accusations about him.
"They were literally calling me controlling and toxic. Well~ either way, it's really amusing."
Everyone believes him. Even those who know you best. Simply mystified by his all-reigning power and brilliance. You find yourself becoming an outcast.
And one night, you get a call from him.
He's laughing, probably batting his lashes in a snarky way. "So, are you still going to resist? I mean, you would be a lot better off if you were with me. I'm simply, your majesty."
Bimbo Leo:
He's literally bursting into tears right away. Sobbing, and frantically asking why you don't want to be with him.
He's pulling his crocodile tears, clinging to your leg.
"Baby, baby! Why are you doing this to me? I've been so good to you, haven't I? Stop hurting me so much!"
He'll probably make such a drama that people will find out, and feel so bad for him.
Giving you glares from afar.
It's not like you can part from him, not like this. When eyes are all on you. You find yourself teetering on this edge, if you should rightfully split from this guilt-tripping fucker, or stay in hopes of maintaining what fragile reputation you have.
It's really your choice.
He'll manipulate the public in anyway possible to get you back to him.
Hope you have your resistance.
(Leo's was a bit bad sorry aha- This was fun though.)
- Celina
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danmeichael · 1 month
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people don't understand what i mean when i say i like yanderes. i don't want a scary mean yandere boyfriend that puts me in the basement or whatever.
i want him to be pathetic. he needs to be a loser first and foremost. i need his obsession to drive him to the sort of madness that makes him physically incapable of ever being cool again. i want him soggy and damp and crying at his love interest's feet (while covered in blood)
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angelofthenight · 1 year
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Dano!Riddler: I spend 80% of my time talking about (y/n), and the other 20% of my time, I'm praying someone else brings them up so I can talk about them more. I can hear people getting bored with me, but I can't stop. It just keeps up coming up like word vomit.
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bloodyobsessed3-3 · 6 months
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(Eugh- this is the messed up one I was talking about... Honestly it didn't turn out that bad.)
(I decided not to add the mask just because I didn't like how it fit. ALSO LOWKEY THOUGHT I DID THE MAKEUP GOOD)
(Well, anyway here's the design I was thinking for Mean Girl Donnie...And yes this is the original "creator", this is just my very well ignored side blog.)
(People don't know I'm Celina on this blog and I find that so funny.)
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peoplesgraves · 2 years
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Plastic Love
Yandere Mean Girls X Reader
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“Where are you going?” One of the exact people you were trying to avoid speaks from behind you. Right when you were so close to escaping the cafeteria without being caught.
“Well?” You turn to face Gretchen with an obviously nervous smile. The plastic is staring at you accusingly, as if you’re the one doing something wrong.
“Um I was just looking for Karen. I thought I saw her wander off again” Gretchen’s expression quickly changes to her usual one of vapid charm at your shaky response.
She reaches out to take your lunch tray completely dashing your hopes of eating lunch alone. She begins to lead you towards the plastics table. “Oh that’s so sweet. She’s at our table though waiting for you. Next time you think you see her leaving just come tell me and I’ll look for her instead.”
The harsh flourecent lights and lunch tables come together to look like a horrible maw. The monster of north shore high once again swallowing you whole. You nod absentmindedly, resigning to your fate.
“There you are” Regina pulls you to her side as if you were more plastic then human. She smiles coldly at Gretchen as she too takes a seat. “We thought you got lost. Karen was so upset”
Their conversation fades into the background as Karen reaches over to you from across the table. She pops a grape from your tray into her mouth and uses her other hand to hold one of your own. She smiles happily and plays with your fingers as she hums softly. “Next time we get our nails done let’s get matching ones”
she gasps and draws your attention fully to her. “Maybe I can get a little version of your face on mine. Wouldn’t that be so cute?” Karen looks up at you expectantly and squeals happily as you nod.
Her squeal draws Regina’s attention from berating Gretchen and back to you. She sidles as close to your side as possible and smiles playfully at Karen. “Do you really think y/n is cute enough for that?”
Karen nods after only a few confused seconds of thinking about it. Gretchen even pipes up from beside Karen. “That’s mean Regina…”
You frown softly not even bothering to interject in the conversation. Chances are it’d only make it all worse and you really couldn’t handle worse.
Regina pouts mockingly and turns to look at you. “She knows I’m just kidding.” A perfectly manicured finger reaches over to play with some of your stray baby hairs. “You’re not upset are you?”
As you look around the table you start to feel trapped and your vision narrows as if you’re looking at the plastics from the bottom of a well. The entire lunch room seems to hush as if just as interested in your response as your supposed friends. “No of course not. Everything’s great.”
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hezuart · 2 years
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Why do you somehow think that your words are an objective fact?
(BTW; I have watched your critique of Helluva Boss: The Circus. And I still say it was a bad take and a bad critique. And no amount of "criticism" is gonna change that.)
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whore-ibly-hot · 6 months
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what are ur ocs endgame goals??? like with or w/o reader, what are they hoping for. like r we talking white picket fence n a golden retriever or is it like "reader lets me,,, look at them,,,, today :3"
Hmm... good question! Well, let's examine our boys and girls!
The mean girls haven't even really put that much thought into it, but they'd like to drag you along to whatever sorority they join in College.
Fritz wants to marry you, of course and have a minimum of three babies. Johannes would of course just desire to serve his general, and his generals wife. He adores you, and would help to raise the kids as uncle Josie. Fritz goal is just to love his family and keep all of you safe. He wants his sons or daughters as far from the army and war as possible.
Patrick and Ahmed have different goals. Patrick wants to feel in charge of something for once, to own your body. He also craves the softness you provide, so he seeks to keep you as a girlfriend. His pretty little partner on his arm, his own caring, soft pocket pussy, all for him, (and Ahmed when he's feeling generous.). Ahmed has no specific goal, besides being owned by you (quite the opposite of Patrick). Want a house husband? Great! Want him to work? He won't like being away from you, but his father can get him a good job. Don't want a marriage? As long as your gaze and touch remains on him, he doesn't care. He'll be your dog if that's what you really want.
Joey wants as many kids as he can get in and out of you before you just can't have anymore. Preferably quite a few animals too. He wants your young ones to have the experience and knowledge of farm life that he had as a kid. He wants you to stay at home, but you don't have to cook and clean if you don't want! Just sit pretty, and let him hold you and all your babies at the end of a hard day. And maybe, just let him put on more in you.
Mattias's goals is to give you the world. He knows your living in the slums right now, and this isn't the life he wanted for him and his ma, and certainly not for you. He's gonna make money boxing and kicking teeth in until he can afford to get you whatever you want, and put you up in a safe place. Maybe then, the two of you will slip up more, and you might get pregnant. He doesn't crave fatherhood as much as some of the guys, but once he sees his dark-haired little hijo or hija, he's hooked for life. Now he's gotta ramp it up, he's got his baby and his love to look out for.
Puck isn't one for setting goals, but he does have one things he needs. See, he lives hundreds of years, and you don't. He likes your mortal naivety, and how amazed you are at magic, so it shouldn't be that hard to trick you into drinking or eating something to make you immortal. He just can't imagine spending the rest of eternity without his favorite playmate!
Carl wants your eyes on him, and him only. He'll knock yo up, then you'll have to marry him? Right? Shit, he doesn't care most nineteen year olds shouldn't be dads, you've got his baby, and your gonna be hid wife. Who else would you want to marry besides your best friend? He's got a big family, he's sure he can figure out how to parent and be a good husband. Just... don't go anywhere.
Joshua knows you're not leaving the cult anytime soon, and you'll have to marry eventually. No boys or girls would dare go against him, not when he's as intimidating and revered as he is. It won't be hard to convince Gabriel to marry you to him. He couldn't really care less if you had a baby with him. He's not one for kids. He's mostly just excited to have you to bed, now that you're married. He's got a lot of hormones built up from years of abstinence in the cult.
Morgan wants to spoil you. He has to make up for all the awful things your ex-husband put you through. Gifts, vacations, a penthouse, it's all yours. He just wants to show you what a real man can provide. Of course he wants to marry you, but he's more eager for after the wedding, when he can finally call you his wife. He wouldn't know what to do with a baby, but whatever you want, he'll get you.
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scaryspears · 1 year
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Writing Chubby Reader
Dear writers,
When writing a chubby reader why does she have to be insecure? Do you all look at a plus size/chubby person and assume they don't like their body? The reader is looking for something they can relate to, and being chubby doesn't mean insecurity. People who are considered skinny also have insecurities, amongst a bunch of average people.
It's one of the reasons why readers have specific requests. For example, whenever I'm reading a normal reader post I get the impression that I reading it in a white person's perspective, which is why I occasionally request black reader, that doesn't mean I'm insecure about my blackness, I just want something I can relate to. So why is it when I read chubby and plus size reader she is an insecure mess? I'm not chubby but I like reading chubby reader because I expect the beauty standards to be challenged, and I'm a sucker for body positivity, only for the enjoyment to be ruined once I get to the insecure part.
There are a ton of plus size women who are not insecure about their body and yet this fact seems to fly over the writer's head.
I was bullied, yet I'm able to acknowledge that I deserve better, that I am normal. I get that times have changed for some and circumstances concerning support is different for everyone, but this crap is getting really old.
Edit: There's more I'd like to add and clarify. I understand that this post has already gotten a lot of attention but I'd like to make more notes. I find it bothersome that a chubby reader always has to be a victim of bullying, people have been bullied for other things. Such as being too skinny, their ethnic background, disabilities and so much more. It's as if writers lack creativity when writing chubby/plus size reader. It's actually quite sad that they see chubby people in this fashion and the fact that they've reduced a reader's request to this level. Unless someone requested their insecurity it's not necessary.
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saintshigaraki · 1 year
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i do think getou uses and abuses the petname ‘sweet girl’ btw 
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mylonelydreaming · 1 year
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Man, if Zelda survives totk, those two will never let go of each other ever again huh? Link is gonna be extremely clingy, like glued onto her 24/7. Forget the idea of him being overprotective post botw, imagine post totk
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c00kie-d0e · 1 year
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You (to Doe): get in loser, we're going shopping.
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berry-loves-yandere · 2 years
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Fandoms I write Yandere shit for + Main Masterlist/links to my other masterlists:
I will write:
- Slightly fluffy
- Platonic and romantic
- Angsty
- LGBTQ+
- implied smut
- Gore
- poly
- character x reader
I will NOT write:
- Non-yandere content (if you would like non-yandere content please go to my other account @berry-loves-fanfic )
- character x character
- Smut (GO TO MY FRIEND’S ACCOUNT @i-wanna-be-a-cutie-patootie )
- Incest
- Pedophilia
- necrophilia 
- Somnophilia
-Innocent reader (I see that as a fetishization of children, so ew) (unless the reader is a literal child, I will not accept any requests with “innocent reader”)
Before requesting, make sure you have a plot or some context for me to use! If you only put Yandere x reader, I will delete/ignore your request! Thank you for understanding!
Games:
DDLC
Yandere Simulator
Danganronpa (all games)
Criminal Case
Musicals:
Heathers
*Mean girls*
Be more chill
K-12
Books:
The Selection
*THE SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL*
Shows:
*Cobra Kai*
Helluva Boss (NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS)
Stranger Things
Totally spies
Steven Universe Future ( NO LONGER TAKING SU REQUESTS)
All of us are dead (AOUAD)
Euphoria
Wednesday (NO LONGER WRITING FOR OR TAKING REQUESTS)
*THE SOCIETY*
*CRIMINAL MINDS*
Movies:
It (2017)
Final Destination 3
*Scream (1996)*
Monster High (Any of the movies)
The Black Phone (NO GRABBER REQUESTS)
Karate Kid (all movies)
Webtoons/Manhwas:
Marry my Husband
(If something is written like *this* it means I’m excited to write for it)
(If it’s written like *THIS* then it’s my current hyper fixation)
I write for most characters in each fandom/franchise! But if you request a character I am uncomfortable with or a topic that I don’t wish to write about, I will decline. I hope to get some requests soon!
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