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i know the secret of this magic, but i want a doot doot

ha?

every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot” in their ask box

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:(

im really sorry yall but i dont have faith in myself to write five as accurately as i want, meaning that in my perfectionist brain, i dont want to write for five im so sorry yall

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sorry for not posting at all

im tryna write and publish a book soooo

im gonna try to post more often i promise! love y'all!

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thinking about the time they played baby shark for a seventh grade dance and people stopped dancing and left so they had to stop the song and ask people to come back. and then they played summertime by mcr followed by girls/girls/boys and i died

#mcr #if that foul song ever enters my playlist #kindly break my ribs #middle school was weird

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hello dark mode users :)

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y'all are so cool

Reblog to headbonk your mutuals like a cat full of love

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rodrick headcannons cuz i can

Warnings: mentions of drugs

Poor dude, he can’t handle spicy stuff

^Like, cayenne, paprika, and ‘franks red hot’ is the only shit he can handle.

Eats popcorn with so much butter it could kill you.

^Also, with pepper(please try it its so good)

Thinks manny’s weird

Dyslexic but we all knew that.

Will ask to borrow your eyeliner.

Random ass make-outs

^Will literally pull you into a closet just to give you a hickey and shove his tongue down your throat

Actually very respectful

Yall share earbuds cuz he forgets his

^If you have airpods, you sneak them into class and listen together.

Tries to write you a song.

Random dates

^You go to a gas station or some shit and raid the place

^One time he accidentally bought CBD oil honey sticks(they sell them where i'm from) and yall got high af

Little spoon

His favourite way to cuddle is when you lay on your side and hold his head/face into the crook of your neck

^Oh my god, the neck kisses

Dog person

Golden retriever boyfriend lookin ass

He will follow you around like a lost puppy. It's so cute.

Sucks ASS at guitar hero

Study dates 

^He hates them and tries to make-out instead (valid)

He’s so soft and gentle with you

^One time he thought you were greg (you poked the small of his back) and he turned around and bitch slapped you.

He saw you tearing up and he bent down and cupped you face gently (think trying not to break a family heirloom??) and he cried rather than you

There's this spot on the small of his back that is really sensitive and if you poke it he jumps and whirls around and its super cute.

He started showering a lot more when you started dating.

His family likes you

^Frank never thought Rodrick would ever get a partner

He can actually sing but its more of the scratchy emo voice, not the smooth/clean high pitched justin beiber voice.

Do his eyeliner for him

^Do it I dare you

I beg you, run your hands/fingers through his hair.

#doawk rodrick #rodrick imagines #rodrick heffley #rodrick x reader #rodrick heffley x reader #rodrick x y/n #cuz i could with cali

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A Rodrick x reader where they're friends with benefits and aren't aware of each others feelings towards the other util reader gets asked out by someone from their school :]

i started this one earlier and then the draft got deleted (this is why you dont take grilled cheese brakes kids) Thank you so much for the request, i have never written fwb before so i hope i meet your expectations :) (p.s. im a sucker for hand/knuckle kisses and it shows) lets just say greg and rowley weren't there for the party.

"Dammit Rodrick," you chuckled slightly, sitting on a desk.

"What?" The raven haired boy started, "Don't like doing this anymore?" His hot breath tickled against your neck.

"It's not that," you muttered, "I just, don't feel like making out in an empty classroom five minutes before lunch ends."

"Oh, 'cause you are so above that," he retorted, going back to his assault on your neck and jawline.

"I'm turning over a new leaf!" You leaned back slightly, humming.

"Proud of yourself?" his hand relocated to your waist, the other supporting his weight.

"I would say I'm more proud of you,"

"Oh?"

"You haven't gotten a detention in two days!" at that, the boy laughed, and removed his head from the crook of your neck.

'God I love you!' he wanted to say, but you seemed content with your current status, and he got to make out with you whenever he wanted... so he was fine! Totally.

"Has that Micha kid been bothering you?" The so called 'Micha kid' had been trying to hit on you for months, and you were to nice to tell him you secretly hated him, but you were working on it (thanks to Rodrick)

"Kind of? He tries to talk to me a lot, but he's less persistent."

"Good" he smiled, patting your waist before kissing you again.

You pulled away after a moment, "We should probably get our stuff," you commented, pulling him out of his blissful state.

"uh, yeah!" god he was so awkward sometimes. He held out his hand for you to take, (which you did) and you slid off the desk.

"You're such a gentleman!" you mocked in a brittish accent

"Oh, I know, love," he carried on.

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'party at my house -rodrick' The text had been sent four minutes ago on the dot. Your parents were out of town, so you could go without being caught. So you fucking did. You put on a white button-down, black skinny jeans that were torn to shreds, and You put your earbuds in and started walking the block to the Heffley household. Your mind shifted to your previous interaction. How concerned Rodrick was being, he did care about you. and some times it felt like he loved you. you felt as if you could only dream.

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You knocked on the door, the music was so loud already.

"Y/NNNN!" Rodrick dragged your name out, he took your hand and kissed your knuckles, "You do know this is casual, right?"

"Yes."

"Alright then. Get in here!" he pulled you in the house, there were lights, MCR's 'na na na" was blasting at full volume, and there were high-schoolers making out in random corners, someone had started a fistfight, and it seemed like it was more Rodrick's element than yours, but that was ok. And then you saw him.

Micha.

The boy who looked at you like a Piece of meat.

you grabbed Rodrick's sleeve, "Micha's here," You said desperately. He noted your concern, and looked around for the boy, "Hey," he said, grasping your arms, "It's gonna be fine! if he starts bothering you, just come find me and we can make out or some shit!" He looked you in the eyes and smiled, trying his hardest to reasure you.

"Thanks Rodrick," you said hugging him.

"Of course!"

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Rodrick had decided to be social, so you just wandered around the house, looking at the people you knew, and those you didn't. When you heard that terribly familiar voice.

"Hey y/n!"

Well fuck. you turned around, and sent a glare that could kill toward the boy.

"How's the party?" Micha said.

The sound of his voice made you want to yell. "Good." you said, not looking at him.

"I haven't talked to you in a while,"

"I know." you kept your answers short and half assed. Hoping he would get the memo.

He didn't.

Lucky for you, Rodrick had pardoned himself from his buddies chit chat, to make sure you were alright.

An arm looped around your shoulders, "Hi," the boy said "Uh, Micheal, was it?"

"Micha."

"Oh, sorry meesha,"

"That isn't even close to my name."

"Cool" you were never really religious, but you took the time to thank god for Rodrick. "Now, Mickey, can you not tell that you're making y/n uncomfortable?"

"I figured they would tell me if-"

"Micha, I don't like you." you said, voice laced with anger, "I never fucking have."

The boy just looked at you sadly and nodded before walking away.

"Rodrick, thank-" you were cut off by a rather agressive and passionate kiss.

"Y/n I love you. It's okay if you don't love me back but seeing you that uncomfortable made me want to tell you."

you could only stand there shocked. "I- Rodrick I" you stuttered, "I love you too. I always have and I really want to thank you for keeping me close!"

Just hearing those words made his heart melt and his confidence boost dramatically.

"I know this is my party, but" He tried, "Wanna blow this place?"

#rodrick heffley x reader #rodrick x reader #rodrick heffley #rodrick imagines #doawk rodrick

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hiii, i saw your post for needing requests. i was wondering if you could write something fluffy about Five Hargreeves x tall husband reader. perhaps something like cuddling on the couch by a fireplace after a long day. thank you ☺️

Thank you for the request honey! I hope I met your expectations <3

Warnings: cheese. so. much. cheese.

Finally Calm

Your eyes were closed, and you were taking in the warmth from your small husband, sprawled over you, and the fire, just four feet from you. The pillow beneath your head, the soft noise of his breathing, his eyelashes slightly tickling your neck, it was all perfect. After years of the mental and physical torment of doomsday, you both had prayed to any god willing to listen for some sort of peace, and you got it.

The smaller boy hummed gently, "This is nice."

"Love, you say that every time we cuddle," you said, opening your eyes and looking at your husband.

"So," he started, lurching forward to kiss you, "Perhaps that would be a good indicator that its true,"

"Perhaps," you said, bending your neck to kiss him back.

"I love you," you both said in unison, and looking into each others eyes. You both grinned. You moved your hand from his waist up to his cheek, "Can I get up?"

"Mhm" the boy nodded, before tiredly getting off of you.

The boy sleepily followed you to the kitchen, where you started to make two mugs of hot cocoa. You had put the milk in the microwave for one minute and fifty seconds, before pulling your lover close to your chest.

"Five,"

"Hm?"

"you used to be the tall one,"

"I love you, but I'm not above chugging your cocoa so you don't have any," He said.

"You're so sweet." you said kissing the top of his head.

"Like Cocoa." He was so tired it was becoming uncharacteristic.

The microwave beeped and you mixed the sweet powder into the milk, handling a spoon in each hand. Five hugged you from behind, the side of his face pressed into your shoulder blades, "I'm so happy I can call you my husband," he muttered.

"Me too, love."

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Authors note: I'm sorry if its short, I hope you liked it :)

#five hargreeves x reader #five x reader #five hargreeves #five hargreeves headcanons

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please y'all

send requests.

I write for Rodrick Heffley, Leo Valdez, Aidan Gallagher, Steve Harrington Remus Lupin and idk who else (all the cute ones with dead fandoms) I'm just in a writers block but I have a series going help lol (edit: thank you those who have sent requests and also i feel then need to say I DO NOT WRITE SMUT nobody has asked for smut, but i want to clarify) I'm working on stuff now! :DD

#leo valdez x reader #aidan gallagher x y/n #young remus x y/n #rodrick heffley x reader #steve harrington

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rewatching doawk cuz i can

rodrick should've been able to cuss

"CAN IT CHUBBY CHEESE!" why are we bullying ro- yeah nevermind

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yes. please please tell us we are doing good, even if we aren't, tell us how we can improove!!!

the scariest part about being a writer? pouring your heart and soul into this one fic that has taken literal months to piece together only to have this sick feeling in your stomach like it isn’t going to be a hit. not because it isn’t good, no, it’s worthy of a pulitzer, but just because readers won’t interact.

this is my message to my readers and all the readers out there: interact with your writer’s fics. someone can leave a seven word compliment along with a reblog on one of my stories and i’ll think about it for days. writers, good writers, have stopped writing because of the lack of feedback they get. nobody should get the amount of support to the point where they feel it’s worthless to do the thing they’re doing. 

readers. like. reblog. leave a comment.

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"Don't, Please."

leo valdez x reader fic based off my previous experience at a bowling alley

Y/n had gone to the bowling alley because....they didn't really know why, so y/n labeled it 'just cause'. their boyfriend Leo was there, their cousin Alex, and y/n, of course.

It was a beautiful place, the lights were off and they had small disco balls reflecting all colours of light, you adored it. The teens had rented the first alley for an hour and a half, so immediately, Alex ordered a pizza, fries and soda. they entered their names into the score board, and it was on. Y/n and Alex were the truly competitive ones, at first. The two started taunting Leo, who had barely choked down his first glass of beer of root, and he decided to prove you wrong.

"Y'all, I'm just tryna eat!" the firey boy pleaded as Alex made chicken noises. Leo glared, "Fine," his eyes narrowed at the board above the alley, "I will win something."

After a load of friendly competition, they all had finished their game, and y/n and Leo had to go to the bathroom, while Alex ordered more food. Y/n got out of the bathroom and noticed Leo wasn't outside the door, y/n knew he would wait for them, so they decided to wait for him.

Y/n heard the door of the men's room open, and kept scrolling on their phone, not entirely thinking about it. A firm hand gently grabbed their sleeve and they looked up,

"Hey, I think you're cute!" beamed a boy they didn't know.

Behind them, Leo had gotten out of the bathroom, he stared, hoping to the gods he misheard the other boy. He had everything Leo didn't. Height, facial hair, confidence.

Y/n stared at the boy, still clutching their sleeve, 'Y/n don't. Please, please please please I love you, I don't wanna cry here!'

Y/n didn't know what to say at all. "I-I uhm, t-thank you but, I'm in a relation ship," they stuttered pathetically, as Leo felt the weight lift off his shoulders.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry!" the other boy cried, as Leo came up to hug y/n and kiss their cheek.

"It's alright! you didn't know- oh hello love!"

"Hi, who's this?" the brown eyed boy inquired

"Oh, I was just apologizing for hitting on them!" the kid said.

"Hm," He hummed, knowing dam well what happened, "Thank you for your honesty," his arms still wrapped around his partner.

"Of course, have a nice day!"

"You too!" The boys both waved at each other, a show of mutual respect.

"His parents must be raising him right," Y/n chided.

"He seemed nice,"

"Not nicer than you!" they said, booping his nose and laughing when he went cross eyed.

Leo, chuckled, thankful his worst dreams hadn't come true, "How about some fries, mi amor?"

"I'm in!"

#leo valdez x reader #leo valdez x y/n #leo valdez #leo valdez x you #pjo #pjo x reader

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Y'all, today I was in a diner with my dad and Rick Astley's "never Gonna Give You Up" started playing on the radio, like bwtf? I forgot it was a real song

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M'lady chapter 2

“Ohhhh y/n!” Aidan hummed, next to their bed.

“What are you doing in my house?” y/n mumbled, still half asleep.

“Your mom let me in,” the boy beamed.

“Why?” 

“Because it’s like, ten in the A Ms?”

“Oh,” they said, suddenly aware that Aidan was kneeling, to make eye contact with them, “You don’t have to kneel, actually I need to change so like…”

“Get out?”

“Yeah, thanks” y/n asked Aidan to shut the door on his way out, and he did. They put on black skinny jeans, a white crop top that went to their waist, and a red plaid cardigan. They opened their door to find Aidan standing in the kitchen talking to their mother.

“Oh, don’t worry honey, you’re always welcome,” the woman smiled.

“I know,” He replied, “y/n has made that a little more than a lot evident!” he commented.

“Glad to see you two are getting along, as per usual,” y/n vocalized.

“Look who crawled out of their cave!” Mrs L/n said.

“Hi y/n!” Aidan smiled a smile that made y/n's heart melt, the way he squinted slightly and everyone around could see the genuine happiness on his face.

“Goodmorning!” Aidan wore a simple pair of jeans and a hoodie, his usual. The boy went in for a hug, which y/n reciprocated, this was always one of the things they thought about when the topic of dating came up, how warm Aidan’s hugs were and how sweet he was to them, how sometimes he would grab their hoodie softly to direct them away from people in the halls, how he always saved a spot for them at lunch or on the bus, how the two of them could glance at each other across the room and could tell exactly what the other was thinking, the two were always comfortable with each other, and y/n adored it.

The two pulled away from the hug, his green eyes met their e/c ones, y/n always loved the way he looked at them.

“Wanna take a walk?” The boy asked, his face tinted pink.

“Uh, yeah, sure!” they responded, also pink.

Just then, an orange tabby cat rubbed her side against Aidan's shins.

“Hi Coco!” he said, his voice suddenly a bit higher.

“Oh hiiii!” y/n cooed, their voice also higher as they picked up the usually reclusive cat, holding her out slightly, so Aidan could pet her.

“Ohh hello!” Coco leaned into his hand as he scratched her head, “You’re so adorable and sweet!” he said, his voice smooth and sweet like honey.

“Y’all! It is ten AM on a saturday, the sun is shining and there's a nice breeze, get out of my house!” Mrs, L/n exclaimed.

“But-” y/n started, “But cat!”

“But, but OUT!”

“Your mom’s kinda mean sometimes,” Aidan said after the two had passed y/n’s house.

“You shoulda seen when I told her I had a C in math,” y/n chuckled.

“Hey, uh, I heard there was a dance soon,” he started

“Oh? When is it?”

“Friday, the seventeenth of february.”

“Sounds fun, you wanna take anyone?” 

Aidan remembered the time a kid in the halls ran up to him, grabbed his shoulders and told him to pray for courage, he didn’t know why, but he really needed courage at the moment.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Oooooo” they mocked “Who won the pretty boy's heart?”

‘You, dumbass’ he wanted to yell, he thought he had made it obvious. He wanted to say he loved them, he wanted to hold their face in his hands and tell them how amazing they were, and hold them in his arms, but a strange fear gripped him and he just couldn’t ask. ‘I’ve been listening to that one smiths song too much’ he thought.

“I ain’t tellin’”

“Aw, you’re no fun!”

“How am I no fun?”

“You don’t watch south park-”

“You didn’t see what I saw!”

“Yes I did, you won’t tell me who you want to go to the dance with-”

“I don’t want things between us to change-” his words echoed around y/n’s mind, they both stopped walking, and they looked at eachother stunned.

“Why would things change between us?” y/n inquired.

“I- I” he stuttered,

“Aidan, tell me, please.” The hurt and concern was evident in their voice, and they moved closer to him.

“Not like this,” He said, shaking his head. He desperately wanted to keep walking, he wanted to ask them in some grand gesture, not like this.

“Aidan, please”

He sighed, “I wanted to ask you” the shocked look on their face made him regret everything, “But- I- I mean, if you don’t want to it’s fine, I don’t want to make you do something you don’t wan-” Y/n hugged him in the tightest embrace they could. Their hand was on his head, pushing him as close as they could, and their arm was around his waist. After a short time, he hugged back, just as tight. The hug was warm and soft, it was almost everything the both of them had ever wanted.

“How long?” Y/n spoke after so long.

“What?”

“How long have you felt this way?”

“To be honest, since a month after we started hanging out,” he admitted.

“Do you wanna be my boyfriend?”

“I’d like that,” he was glad they were still hugging, so y/n couldn’t see the awkward smile on his face. “How long have you felt this way?”

“A while” They said, pulling away and looking into his beautiful green eyes.

#aidan gallagher x reader #aidanrgallagher #aidan gallagher #aidan gallagher x y/n

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M'lady (chapter one?)

It truly was a beautiful day, and one y/n l/n was feeling terrible. Today, their alarm didn't go off, so they had to stumble out the door without coffee, their phone hadn't been charging the night before, they stepped on their cat Coco, AND their best friend (and crush) Aidan was late, meaning he couldn't brighten their day in first period. The two only had four periods together, (which is considered a lot, but not in y/n's eyes) first math with Mr. Munns, second choir with Mrs. Beu, lunch(after fifth), sixth science with Ms. Chambrose and eighth exploratory/poetry with Mr. Loomis.

    In consideration for their dear friend, y/n took notes for Aidan. When he showed up just in time for second period, they gave him the notes. "Why so late, Pretty boy?" 

"I missed the bus," he said, chuckling, he liked that nickname.

"Bus boy," they muttered, getting ready for warm up. Mrs. Beu hadn't assigned seats, but sopranos, altos, and men were expected to sit within their parts. So, naturally, the two sat next to each other. 

                                         Lunch

“It really is beautiful today,” Leo said, looking at the clouds.

“Mhm” y/n said trying to turn up the brightness on their phone, using Aidan as a shield so teachers couldn’t see.

“Y/n,” Aidan sighed, “We keep saying this is a bad idea.”

“Oh, it is” they replied, “I know it’s against the rules, but-”

“Sharing earbuds with Aidan is the most important part of the day, yada yada,” Eren piped up.

“It is!” y/n cried, “It’s three in the morning,” They sang, putting a wireless earbud in their ear and handing one to Aidan.

“And I’m tryna change your mind,” he finished, taking their earbud.

Some people thought Aidan and y/n were dating as much as the two liked each other, that wasn’t the case. Y/n often pondered if they were together, they held hands sometimes, sent good morning and goodnight texts, shared earbuds, and just did ‘couple things’ in general. But I tell Leo and Eren I love them, they always thought, trying to stop thinking about it.

“Soooooo” Eren started. “What do y’all wanna do?”

“I don’t care,” Leo responded,

“MMhhmmm?” y/n hummed, shrugging.

“I’m okay with anything really,” said Aidan.

“HELLO!” Yelled Kenny, behind the group, scaring them all. Y/n was so startled, they punched Kenny in the stomach, resulting in him crumbling to the floor, and y/n showering him with apologies.

“THEY KILLED KENNY!” exclaimed Leo.

“BASTERD!” Screamed Eren. The group stopped, before everyone but Aidan burst out in laughter.

“W-what?” The confused boy said timidly.

“It-” y/n was interrupted by their own giggling, “It’s a southpark thing.” Aidan had seen two total episodes of south park, the one where Mr. Maki gave the kids weed and got fired, and the human centipad episode. Long story short, he turned off the TV and never looked at south park again. And yet, it still haunted him.

A/N i dont know what im doing it started ok but now idk how im going to tie in plot im sorry lol

#aidan gallagher x reader #aidanrgallagher #aidan gallagher #aidan gallagher x y/n

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"*crying on the floor as the home depot theme plays*"- i honestly don't know where this came from but i may have said it???