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wh0re-in-the0ry · 5 months

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Judging y’all based off who you simp for in the Chuckle/Sorry Boys

…+ Karl Jacobs

(Heads up: I’m kinda an asshole in this)

Schlatt

If we are talking about Lunchclub Schlatt then you’re just into mean twinks and I don’t trust your taste in men. I have never understood the hype about LC Schlatt, he looks like if someone told me to draw young Bo Burnham from memory and then giving him a vape addiction.

If we are talking about current Schlatt I respect your taste but at the same time something tells me that it’s been awhile since you last hugged your father.

Ted

There isn’t much to judge tbh. Simping for Ted is probably the safest option out everyone on this list. The only thing I can say is you are probably shorter than 5’7” and you read an almost alarming amount of slice of life fluff.

Slimecicle

Your a “silly goose”, quite the “goofy individual”, very neurodivergent and behind on your medication. Also I know you have a fixation on Slime’s cicles which is understandable, his rack is probably better than everyone’s in this damn site.

Tommy and/or Ranboo

Do you simp for them or do you have trouble knowing the difference between romantic and platonic love? You’re also fruity.

Wilbur

Saying you like Wilbur is like saying you enjoy jam on your toast, it’s basic but you don’t need to justify yourself. If you simped for him during the dsmp then I’m going on a hunch and saying you owned a pair of fake glasses for the aesthetic.

Philza

And here I thought my daddy issues were bad.

Karl Jacobs

I don’t know how you do it but you somehow romanticize romance and I am both impressed and concerned. You still use Wattpad and you scroll through Pinterest in the late hours of the night, dreaming about getting your own soft gamer boyfriend but your too nervous to look for him or make a move. How about you put the oneshot collection down and actually shoot your shot.

Idk I just feel bitchy today

If you have any requests for hypotheticals my asks are open (:

-S

#chuckle sandwich #chuckle sammy #sorry boys #I felt kinda bitchy ngl #schlatt #jschlatt #ted nivison #charlie slimecicle #slimecicle #tommyinnit #tommy innit #ranboo #wilbur soot #philza #karl jacobs #the last one was just calling out my high school self

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bozowrites · 3 years

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I Love you

Imagine

↳ The moment they knew they loved you.

Members: [CC] Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Nihachu and Fundy x Reader (separate)

TW: hecking ton of fluff, swears, use of real names

NAVIGATION

QUACKITY

“Y/n? Have you seen my beanie?” Alex walked into his room, looking through a few draws to find his danged beanie before he streams. “Yeah.”

“Really? Wher—” he stopped mid word once he saw said beanie on your head. You smirked. “I think it looks a lot better on me.” he got out his phone, chuckling. “Never in a million years will you look better than me in a beanie. I’m the king of beanie wearers.” he took a ton of pictures, not caring when you gave him the finger. He laughed as he fell onto the bed with you, taking the beanie from your head. “Thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome very much, Handsome.” he grinned, giving you a peck on the lips. “I’ve gotta stream. Will you be here when I’m done?”

“Of course. Maybe I’ll even have food for us.”

“How did I ever score you?”

“No idea, but you better enjoy it.”

“I fucking love it.” I fucking love you.

KARL JACOBS

He was on Facetime with George, talking about this and that. You were sitting beside him, cuddling into his side with a blanket wrapped around you. “Y/n? Is Karl lying to me?” George asked, making Karl tilt the camera so you were in view. “Yes.”

“Hey! You’re supposed to be on my side.” Karl pouted, sticking out his bottom lip. You leaned up and gave him a peck, grinning and said, “Sorry, Baby.” George gagged and whined about having to see the affectionate love.

Love? Do I love Y/n? Karl giggled. Yes, I do.

NIHACHU

As much as streaming was fun, a lot of hate could come with it. Niki wasn’t having the best day, something about the hate she was getting recently hitting her differently. You were holding her, keeping her phone and any form of internet out of her reach and had beautifully scented candles lit for calmness. She had her hands wrapped around your back, gripping onto the fabric of your hoodie. Her face was tucked under your chin and you had hands holding her tight. She felt so safe with you.

“Y/n?” you hummed, running a hand up and down Niki’s back for comfort. “Are you mad at me?” It was a ridiculous question, she knew that, but sometimes that reassurance is everything to some people. “Don’t be silly, Niki. I would never be mad at you, but you know what I am feeling?” Niki looked up, meeting eye to eye with you. “Hungry.” Niki laughed at the blunt tone used and the now heard rumbling stomach followed after your statement.

You’re the person she wants to be with forever.

FUNDY

It was one of the chillest days for Floris. He was just sitting there, hand over lips and holding his chin as he watched you type something on your phone. He was just thinking, just thinking what you were to him. His partner, his significant other. It was so simple, but when you gave a deep chuckle and typed faster, he felt a pull at his heart.

I love you.

@llvyu @lukerycyja @quivvyintheclouds @lmfaosoph @b3l0v3ds @sabinanotfound @youngstarfishdinosaur @acidtabletz @loonylovegood13

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retroaria · 3 years

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HAND HOLDING HEADCANONS

cc: georgenotfound, dream, sapnap, karl jacobs, wilbur soot, quackity, nihachu, punz

pronouns: gender neutral

warnings: none

here’s my masterlist ^o^

THIS WASNT EVEN REQUESTED AND I SHOULD REALLY BE WORKING ON THOSE BUT IM SO INSPIRED TO WRITE THIS ITS LITERALLY 4AM AND ALSO PUNZ JUST WENT LIVE SO BOOM IM THROWING PUNZ IN THIS ONE

george:

he is just so sweet about it

he has a hard time showing affection like that so hand holding seems simple enough while still being affectionate

will literally hold your hand so much. he does it whenever you guys lay down together or whenever you go out anywhere

he isn’t one for pda but he loves holding your hand :]

the first time he does it he looks at you and says a very soft “is this okay?” before squeezing a little bit once you’ve reassured him

sapnap:

holding hands isn’t the most appreciated thing in this relationship but it’s still a sweet interaction

it’s kinda just something that happens at random moments without either of you even realizing

if he lays down next to you or on top of you, he’ll grab your hand

if you guys get up to walk somewhere he’ll grab it, if he’s trying to lead the way somewhere he’ll grab it, and even sometimes in the car while he’s driving and there’s a sweet comfy silence, he’ll grab your hand :]

dream:

he loves holding your hand so much :3

it makes him feel safe to know that your safe within his reach if that makes sense

he just grabs your hand whenever

he’s a grasp kinda guy rather than a waffle kinda guy (pls tell me you guys know what i’m talking about like the two different ways to hold hands ya know yeah)

he has a thing with touching you not in a sexual way but in a sweet loving way ya know he just wants you close

karl:

physical touch love language boy y’all already know

hand holding all day everyday

not just hand holding but just always being on you in some way

he plays with with your fingers like a fidget toy LMAO

draws little shapes in ur palms omg so cute

always talks about how cold/warm your hands are

quackity:

was a little scared to do it at first

although he isn’t shy at all with his emotions towards you, physical touch seems like something he would be nervy about

like pushing you down on the bed and wrestling you like hulk hogan is cool but... holding your hand😟...scary

“y/n...can i hold your hand😶” “oh yeah ofc!!” *grabs your hand super fast and pretends as if the convo never happened

once he’s comfy he just does it whenever he feels like it or if you ask him

he’s so funny omg i love him

wilbur:

so much hand holding in this relationship

also plays with your fingers :3

when holding hands he swings your arms back and forth like a little kid

he never really asked the first time he kinda just grabbed your hand and looked at you like 😏->😊 LMAO

also has a thing with having you close to him

wants you to feel safe knowing he’s holding onto you

niki:

was a little shy about doing it at first but you reassured her that it was ok

you guys are always holding hands outside and around other people

in private too tho she just loves doing it

the first time was such a sweet moment she asked so softly and you were like “UM YES OF COURSE PLS DO” lol

you guys don’t do much pda but hand holding is a subtle way to show people that you’re hers :]

punz:

first time writing for punzooo lets goooo

kinda the same as sapnap where it kinda just happens without either of you realizing

but he has his moments where he’ll be sitting there holding your hand and be like “aw we’re holding hands”

he asked you the first time and it was so awkward LMAO

“uh can i hold your hand? unless that’s like weird Idk” “yes punz ofc you can hold my hand” “oh ok cool” lmao

sorry the punz one kinda sucked but i’ve always loved him and just never knew how to write for him so i wanna try :3

much love and stay safe <333

@fantasy-innit @themanifoldenjoyer @crackityy @joyfullymulti

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honklore · 3 years

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would you please consider doing maybe a soulmate au where anything you write appears on your soulmate with karl? i just love the idea of maybe doing little doodles all over your skin and it appearing on his and he likes talking about it on stream which is maybe what brought you two together? one of your friends who watches mcyt saw a clip of him talking about a specific flower they remember you drawing and this lead you to maybe writing out a small message for karl during a stream that made him super giddy? sorry if this was very confusing and i totally get it if you don’t wanna write it, thank you for your time! :)

sincerely yours | karl jacobs

(gn reader, soulmate au, chat is supportive, karl’s lil doodles like he shows on his priv but he draws them on his skin instead)

listen to: make you feel my love (cover) by jj heller

karl jacobs my beloved !!!!!

the sweetest romantic when it comes to the soulmate bond

counted down the days until his eighteenth bday when he could finally communicate with you

okay i’m going to switch your request to where karl is the one constantly doodling if that’s okay !!!!

with all my heart i believe karl would doodle every single day!!! never misses a day to the point where jimmy is like. bringing cleansing wipes to mr beast filming like,,,, dude i’m sorry but you can’t have squiggly marks up your neck while we’re filming we are ~professionals~

a total romantic,,,, like. downloads reddit and reads thru r/soulmatestories before he goes to bed,,, scrolls soulmatesuggestions blogs on tumblr

he’s just so in want of that close bond that he does everything he can to get into contact with you

tries to join late bloomer groups before they tell him that 22 years old isn’t late and he’s still extremely young

he’s just v impatient okay !!!!!

once he begins streaming regularly instead of a tattoo check chat asks to see whatever doodle he drew or received that day !!!!

worries a lot bc he hears a lot of rejection stories and he’s scared of being rejected

so sometimes when he’s rlly anxious or insecure he’ll scrub all of the writing off in the shower and wear long sleeves to avoid looking for your scrawl

YOU ARE ONE BUSY BEE

between school/job/life/family/friends and whatever else you do or don’t have going on, you often forget to draw notes for your soulmate

you’ve gathered a LOT of things about him tho

he writes his name w a lil smiley almost every week

(hey it’s me karl :))

writes u a Goodnight Drawing before bed

except for him goodnight is just right before whenever he goes to sleep and for you it’s like. 10pm.

so you’ll wake up to pee at 5am and find a drawing of a worm on your leg (goodnight!!)

writes lil notes about his tales ideas except you have no idea what they mean rip

(inbetween segment longer? talk to ranboo)

doodles his favorite cartoon characters (ayo!!!)

has colored markers for when he’s feeling especially creative

let’s say you have a retail job

and you can’t have drawings anywhere noticeable per company policy

so you spend most mornings scrubbing off any evidence of karl

which like,,,, makes karl extremely sad but he’s a streamer AND his friends are streamers so he forgets some people have like. jobs that require dress codes

even when jimmy makes him scrub off his drawings, it’s only if they’re extra distracting

one day you finally get tired of waking up thirty minutes early every morning (can u pls draw somewhere that’s not noticeable in a uniform? thanks.)

karl draws a lil kermit the frog on his tummy and it shows up on yours. the marks are all jagged bc he kept laughing whenever the pen tickled him

but it’s so endearing that he followed ur instructions

he keeps the drawings to stomach, thighs, and sometimes his feet which he thinks is literally the funniest thing ever to your dismay (nice to feet you !!!! haha !!!!)

you don’t have time to watch streams unfortunately, but your best friend does :))

your bsf is on quacktwt so she knows who karl is

in one of quackity’s jackbox streams they make fun of karl’s drawing skills

and your friend is like ಠ_ಠ that is the same worm that is always on my bestie’s shoulder

and you’ve never told anyone that you know your soulmate’s name

so your friend only has a stupid (endearing) worm drawing for reference

she screenshots it and sends it to you like, lol quackity’s friend karl draws worms that look just like ur soulmate’s drawings

and ur like,,,,,, karl? his name is karl?

and bless ur heart that’s how u find out ur soulmate is a minecraft twitch streamer (derogatory)

you do your best to watch his streams and try to figure him out ,,,, like who he is as a person

and he’s just the biggest sweetie pie :((

you drew a rose for him during your lunch break one day and that night he showed his chat and got so excited

“chat i think they’re romancing me 0.0”

you get so thrilled that you draw him another doodle, this one of a lil heart

and he literally squeals and shoves his wrist against the lens so quickly that it blurs and makes you audibly laugh

you continue to draw him stuff throughout the next few streams

until finally he’s doing a chill alt stream, watching some yt vids

you know when karl is wrapped up in his fuzzy blanket and yawning while he tries to focus on the video :(((((((( yeah ://///

and you get so overwhelmed with fondness that you uncap your marker

(i like you karl)

and he doesn’t see it until he takes his arm out of the blanket to grab his can of monster

chat sees it first so they’re spamming

and when he reads it he gets SO red and he literally has to call the stream bc he’s too flustered to think of anything else

like he’s finally getting somewhere with you and he’s so so excited

when the stream ends he writes on his arm this entire anxious essay basically asking if you guys can find somewhere to meet or if he can at least have your number

and you can fill in the rest, but ofc the two of you become quite literally the dynamic duo.

absolutely adorable

your bestie makes you promise you’ll help her meet quackity since she basically made the discovery but that’s another story for another time

thank you for requesting !!!

#karl jacobs x reader #karl jacobs au #karl jacobs fluff #mcyt x reader #mcyt au #mcyt fluff

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redorich · 3 years

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Hello! Can we get a little something for the hermit canyon AU? I was thinking something Karl centered, maybe they accidentally find his library or otherwise find out about his "travels". They're probably invisible for the whole thing, but do they do anything afterwards? Do they leave little notes and reminders? Would they try to help at all? Or would they push it to the back of their minds and try to forget about it?

Unlike most discoveries made by Hermits, Joe does not find a secret location on a normal surface run. When Etho found the Pogtopia ravine, it was a mystery to him, unsettling and vivid. When Grian found Technoblade's snowy cabin, it was on complete accident, just because Grian needed to explore, to get out of the canyon for a few hours.

When Joe exits the canyon, as he rarely does, he makes a beeline for Karl's library. Time is... not something Joe concerns himself with, but he prefers to constrict himself to the linear travel of the fourth dimension nowadays-- if such a thing as "nowadays" can be said to exist when tangling with time.

Where was he? Ah, yes. He moves quickly, because he dislikes spending more time away from Xisuma's side than absolutely necessary, even if the admin has been having a run of good health days and there are twenty-two other Hermits to attend to the admin in an emergency. He doesn't bother with invisibility, or walking, or other mundane things. Joe simply hovers in the air, flying toward his destination and perhaps fiddling with the tick speed just a little, just enough to get him there faster.

There's a residual feeling of familiarity, like a relationship with an ex-girlfriend which has long since turned sour, near the canyon. There's a whisper there of magic, of gleaming white spires, but all Joe can see is red.

"It's a shame, what they did to this library," Joe mutters with a tsk. Posters of hazy LSD-esque drawings of various time periods and locations line the walls, molding away as red vines climb on them, devour them.

He shrugs. Might as well move on; nothing of value remains here.

To the south is a place Etho has visited only briefly and in passing: Kinoko Kingdom. It's a hotspot of activity at times, and a ghost town at others. Etho didn't even know the name of the place until Puffy reported it. Joe doesn't care. For all that Etho likes to present himself as a cryptid, scaring poor innocent wood-dwelling folk who are just looking for a big fuzzy triclopean spouse, Joe is the one with experience as a cryptid. Let them see him. What are they going to say, "I saw Herobrine"?

He touches down, finally, in front of another library made from mushrooms and wood. Allowing his eyes to flash white for a moment so that he can ferret out the building's secret room, he is both disappointed and unsurprised to see it empty of life. Karl Jacobs, resident time traveller, is not there.

Joe closes his eyes. He doesn't want to have to do this. For decades, there was a place he called home, a place he built from the ground up. It was a place in between life and death, and so he called it the Inbetween.

He opens his eyes, and he is there. It's like walking down a street you've been down a hundred thousand times before; even with your eyes closed, you know where you're going. There are no longer dozens of imperfect copies of himself running around, brainless and waiting to be culled like lambs to the slaughter in order to fuel an affront against nature. Now, there are many iterations of Karl, all wandering aimlessly... save one.

The only version of Karl wearing color stands in an open-air corridor near the courtyard. Even from a distance, Joe can see his chest rise and fall far too rapidly for him to actually be getting any air. (Joe sees everything here, where his eyes are white and cannot be anything but white.)

"Why am I here?" Karl babbles to himself. "I haven't time-travelled-- or did I already forget?"

"You didn't forget," Joe reassures him. It does not have the intended effect.

Karl screams, turning around so quickly that he falls on his ass. He scoots away like a crab missing a leg, scrambling for some distance. "Your eyes--!"

"Come closer," Joe says. "I won't hurt you."

"You're Herobrine!"

Joe exhales slowly. "I was Herobrine. What I am is the only person who can help you."

Karl warily clambers to his feet. None of the other Karls dressed in white pay the two men any mind. "What do you mean?"

"You've got yourself stuck in a dimensional loop of Homestuck proportions, Karl," Joe says. "So did I, when I built this place. It took me decades to figure out how to get out of it, and I knew what I was doing. You don't have that."

"Am I stuck here forever, then?" Karl says mournfully. He waves a hand at the carefree automatons wearing his face. "Will I become one of them?"

Joe takes a few slow steps closer, keeping his hands where the stressed-out time traveller can see them. "I'll take care of things on this end. You won't ever have to come back here again."

Karl sags in relief like a marionette with its strings cut.

"Does the name Eret mean anything to you?" Joe asks. It's a name he's heard from Puffy's lips once or twice, and if her information holds true, things could get much easier.

Karl blinks. "Uh... Yeah? What about them?"

Joe continues. "Dark hair, tall, white eyes like mine?"

"I've never seen Eret without their sunglasses, but I guess, yeah," Karl replies. Of all the things he would have expected Herobrine to ask about, Eret isn't one of them.

"Imagine what Eret looks like," Joe suggests. "Think real hard about them. Imagine them here, in the Inbetween, right in front of us."

Karl has no idea why Herobrine wants him to daydream about Eret (even if their voice is very nice), but if the man is pulling his leg, well-- it's fucking Herobrine, he can do what he wants.

Speaking of that nice voice, Karl hears the voice in question scream out of nowhere. Karl flinches away from the sudden loud noise, before his eyes catch up to his brain and he realizes that he just magicked Eret into existence in the Inbetween.

"What the fuck," Eret says. "H-Herobrine, uh, long time no s-see..?"

"Sorry about that time I kinda tortured you," Herobrine says brightly. "I'm nicer now."

"I doubt--" Eret begins caustically, then remembers exactly who they're talking to and shuts their mouth. "...Why is everything so dark?"

"Take off your sunglasses," Herobrine suggests.

Eret grimaces, but obeys. This place is practically humming with magic, so they just know they're going to get blinded by it the moment they remove their glasses, but they remember what happened last time they pissed Herobrine off.

Wincing, they remove the sunglasses, expecting pain and receiving... nothing. The glint of light on quartz is a bit uncomfortable, but that's a normal human uncomfortable that Eret hasn't experienced since they were a teenager.

Herobrine smacks them on the forehead with his palm. "I take back what I said about 'living with this power for the rest of your life', and all that," he says. "You can turn 'em off now. I'd recommend not turning those eyes back on, though-- at least, not here. It's a little bright, magic-wise."

Eret gapes. All these years, they feared the day they'd meet this powerful man again, imagined what they'd say as they cursed his name or begged his forgiveness... and here he is, giving them exactly what they desperately hoped for but knew they'd never receive simply because he's 'nicer now'.

"Herobrine," Eret says, "why have you done this?"

"Call me Joe," Herobrine says.

Karl interjects, "Joe mama," under his breath. It is with the utmost shock on Eret's behalf that Karl does not in fact get immediately smited into oblivion, merely smacked on the forehead.

"Now you won't forget," Herobrine-- Joe says. "Anyway, I have shenanigans to be up to back in the canyon, so I'll send y'all back now. Those red vines are bad news, and so is their egg, so y'all better take care of that, please. It's really messing your server up."

Karl blanches. "The canyon?"

"Oh, look at the time. Have fun, be safe, bye," Joe says with affected mild disinterest.

Both Karl and Eret have so much to say, so many questions to ask, but they fade away before they get the chance.

#mcyt #hc x dsmp #hermit canyon au #karl jacobs #eret #joe hills #herobrine #me.cpp

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worminstuff · 3 years

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Maybe all of their reactions to one of their student's having an anxiety attack possibly because they're falling behind on work and panicking or their class gets too loud. I was wondering as well if i could be Cloud Anon? (If you do name Anons that is)

|| I don’t think I can do all of them because that was genuinely take so long, (the short blurb one was almost 4K words) so I’m gonna do a few, I hope that’s okay. And I do do name anons but it’s been a really long time since anons sent anons like that, but I do! I don’t remember all of the ones there are but, ill try to make a post or something ||

Mr.Blade, Mr.wastaken, and Mr.Jacbobs helping student!reader with panic attacks!

Warnings: panic attacks, anxiety

Word count: I dunno

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Mr.Wastaken

Mr.Wastaken sits in his class for about an hour after school ends so if anyone needs extra help they can come sit with him and he’ll do homework with them. Even when it’s not math work too.

Today he was sitting with y/n, one of his students in his third period class.

The cringe worthy noise of Mr.Wastakens chair sliding towards the desk y/n was at made them close their eyes.

“I know ,I’m sorry, should’ve just picked it up and moved it.” He offered them a smile, expecting the sweet smile that y/n usually would return but they didn’t smile.

Dream paused. That’s strange. He thought, but he didn’t bring it up.

“So we’re working on some quiz corrections right?” He asked, they nodded, “easy peasy, no big deal. Which ones gave you trouble?”

Y/n explained their trouble with certain ones, their voice quiet and shaky. Y/n hadn’t looked him in the eyes yet, which he noticed. Their eyes were trained on the paper.

Dream started to explain one of the problems they pointed out, drawing a little explaination beside it. He quickly stopped when he heard a small sniffle.

He looked back up at y/n seeing they paced a arm over their eyes. His brows furrowed, he quickly became worried.

“Hey, hey,” he placed a gentle hand on their shoulder, “what’s going on?” He figured it probably wasn’t just the math on the desk in front of them.

Y/n sniffled again before replying, “I just- there’s so much work due and I can’t bring myself to do it cause there’s so- so much and and” their voice was shaky as y/n pulled their arm from their face. Under their eyes were wet, stained from the smooshed tears.

“Oh kiddo..I get that. How about I exempt this grade, actually I’ll just put it at a 100 since we’re moving on to a new unit, and we work on something else maybe?” He offered another smile, this one more comforting. “And we can go steal some snacks from Mr.Dudes room too.”

Y/n nodded, “thank you.” Their voice was still soft but less sad. Dreams heart melted.

“Dont sweat it kiddo, and if it gets like this again, please let me know. I don’t mind hanging out with you after school so we can do this whenever you need. I’ve got your back, kid.”

Dream hated seeing his kiddos upset, he would always do anything for them.

^^^^^^

Mr.Blade

There was a new student in Mr.Blades class. they were new to the whole school too but Mr.Minecraft put Mr.Blade as their home room teacher.

The reason Mr.Minecraft did so, unknowing to Mr.Blade was because this student was super anxious being new, and he thought techno would deal with this well.

Mr.Blade didnt usually have a home room class, it was usually his free period. So this ment y/n and him were alone each morning.

This freaked y/n out because obviously she didn’t know him, and he came off as very...scary.

Mr.Blade didnt realize they found him scary until about a week in to them being in his class.

He noticed multiple things. y/n never looked him in the eyes, they never asked for anything, and they were always jittery. This particular morning, it seemed ten times worse.

“Are you okay there?” he tried to soften his tone, he really didn’t want them to be afraid of him.

Y/n only nodded, but their eyes screwed tight for a moment before looking back to their computer. They’d been staring at it for a while now, silently shaking and ringing their hands.

Mr.Blade was well aware of the wordless lie so he stood from his desk and made his way over. He squatted down and placed his arms on the edge of their desk, resting his head on them.

He waited a moment, thinking they’d close the computer. They didn’t.

slowly, he placed his hand on it and slowly closed it. He waited a bit longer, letting y/n calm down a tad by themself before he said anything.

“What’s going on, kid?” he tried to look into y/n’s eyes but they were closed. “Can you look at me? I’m not angry, i’m not gonna yell or anything.”

Y/n opened their eyes slowly but surely, and Technos hesrt just about shattered.

He didn’t often get soft over his students but the pools of tears in y/ns eyes made even his cold heart ache.

He waited a moment, giving them a moment to breathe and see he wasn’t a threat or anything.

“Stressed.” Y/n said, voice barely above a whisper.

“Yeah? How come? What’s stressing you out?”

Y/n explained how much they didn’t like being new and having to be caught up in classes was really stressing them out.

Mr.Blade quickly understood, and sympathized.

He helped y/n make a little planner, and even drew little drawings on it to make it more fun. Once they had a planner, both made a plan together so the work load didn’t seem so much.

Afterwords he even called some of y/ns teachers to see if they could accommodate in any way. He even offered to teach the materials to them in their free period, as long as y/n didn’t have to turn them in as assignments or anything.

They agreed of course.

^^^^^^^

Mr.Jacobs

Mr. Jacobs classes were often hectic. That was sorta his nature and the students just followed in his footsteps.

Usually it wasn’t a problem because karl was able to keep it from getting too out of hand, but today everyone seemed a bit to energized to want to listen.

They were working on a map project so they were working and talking with friends and just being sort of wild.

Karl noticed quickly, one of his students y/n, was getting a bit overwhelmed by it.

“Hey, hi, hey, what’s going on?” He stood so his back was facing most of the class, and y/n was in front of him.

Y/n was shaky, and looked visibly nervous.

“S’ just a bit loud.” Y/n said, offering a small smile. y/n was internally screaming. Thought they were good at hiding it, they were moments from snapping and curling into a ball hoping for some quiet so the feeling of impending doom would end.

Karl nodded, he read her like a book and instantly understood.

“Can i give you a hug, kiddo?” He asked, his head tilted in parental like worry. Y/n nodded and he leaned down to give her a quick hug before standing back up to go back to the front of the class.

He gave her two thumbs up. Then whistled loudly, getting everyone’s attention.

“Quiet game! Whoever wins gets forty five dollars. That’s right. Forty buckeroos. “

The class was instantly silent. Y/n’s shoulders relaxed, and she shot karl a thankful smile. He ruturned one similar.

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